Thinking

It was a very uncomfortable night. The medicine and clothes that Yuankong brought to him were all stopped by the yamen guards. Qi Si only drank some water. None touched.

Fortunately, knowing that Lu Yingqiu will come, I have a solid foundation in my heart.Qisi gets up and moves for a while, exercises and adjusts breath, even though the injury hurts, he can bear it.

Qi Si Niang passed away early, and his father was in the garrison army and never came back to see him.

His father didn't come back by himself, but he often entrusted Lu Yingqiu to visit him.

Lu Yingqiu had a friendship with his father, and also knew Yuankong's family. He always took care of these two children, just like their uncle.

general.

Sometimes Qi Si doesn't understand that Lu Yingqiu is the lieutenant general, his father is only the commander in chief, he can't be busier than Lu Yingqiu, he is too busy to have time to see himself.

Later he figured it out, his father probably didn't like their mother and son, either because he wasn't free or because he didn't want to come.

Hate is not hate, he just thinks that his mother died and his father didn't come, which is very wrong.As for himself, there was nothing but occasional regrets.

But Yuankong was sent to Fanghua Temple after he was born, and his parents never saw him, so Qi Si felt that it is very common to be without parents in the world.

Before noon the next day, the yamen servant ran in in a panic, hurriedly unchained the prison door, came in and looked at Qi Si, with a flickering expression on his face: "Young master... come out, young master."

"Don't bother, I'll just pick him up." A steady voice came, followed by footsteps.

"My lord, my lord, what an offense, I really don't know that this is the young master of my lord's family..." Mr. Wang hurriedly followed Lu Yingqiu, and couldn't stop explaining.

Lu Yingqiu was unmoved, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is he?"

Qi Si's clear voice came: "Lu Yingqiu!"

Mr. Wang and the yamen servant: "..."

Hearing the sound, Lu Yingqiu frowned, and followed the sound to find the cell where Ji Si was.

Lu Yingqiu stood still outside the door, took a look at Qi Si, then pushed the yamen servant away and stepped in. He was wearing a brocade military uniform, tall, with a heroic face, and his demeanor was dignified. The yamen servant and Mr. Wang were immediately overwhelmed by his power. Don't dare to say anything.

Qi Si had already stood up, but he hadn't eaten anything for more than a day, he was injured again, his feet were a little slack, he looked at Lu Yingqiu with bright eyes, and smiled at him: "Finally here."

Lu Yingqiu opened his arms to embrace Qi Si, and Qi Si's grievance suddenly surged up, but he didn't say anything, he just felt at ease.

Lu Yingqiu supported him to stand upright, looked up and down carefully, felt that Qi Si's body was weak, and frowned: "Are you hurt?"

Qi Si looked at Mrs. Wang, who had a pale face at the door of the cell, and nodded, "It's no big deal after a few blows."

Mr. Wang was sweating all over his face, his whole body exuded despair, and his voice trembled: "My lord, I really misunderstood... This, this... the young master didn't say anything..."

Lu Yingqiu turned to look at him, Master Wang closed his mouth, and he said coldly: "Prepare the carriage."

Mr. Wang raised his leg and kicked the yamen servant: "Hurry up!"

Lu Yingqiu said again: "Get lost!"

Lord Wang trembled for a few steps, and left with his men.

Lu Yingqiu looked back at Qi Si, Qi Si's eyes were slightly red, and he smiled and said, "Lu Yingqiu, I want to go home."

But Qi Si didn't let him carry it on his back, and slowly walked out of the cell while supporting his arm.

The sun is warm outside, and the spring breeze is like water, suddenly brightening up.

Mr. Wang stood beside the carriage, sweating profusely, watching Lu Yingqiu help Qi Si into the carriage with trembling eyes, he wished he could get down on his stomach as a stepping stone, the door curtain was lowered, and Lu Yingqiu ordered the coachman to send Qi Si away first.

Outside the government office, Lu Yingqiu glanced at everyone.

He had led troops to fight and killed people, and his aura exuded, no one dared to speak out.

What Yuankong said was right, once Lu Yingqiu came, there must be a way, but Lu Yingqiu didn't need other ways, he was the way.

His expression was cold, and his voice was calm: "Bring paper, pen and ink."

Mr. Wang was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't dare to ask anything. He glared at his subordinates, who rushed to fetch things.

"Since the child has made a move, I will act as a guarantor. I will take him home and recuperate first." Lu Yingqiu took up a pen and wrote a guaranty document on a piece of paper, leaving his own seal, and signaled Mr. Wang to sign it. Hitting people according to the rules is another matter, I will handle it myself, but there is nothing wrong with what this child does, remember."

Lord Wang hardly dared to accept the document, Lu Yingqiu gave it to him, took his own horse, turned around and stepped on the horse neatly, looked down at the people in the mansion, and then looked at the gate of the mansion, his eyes were as cold as iron.

"Since the Feng family has reported to the government, if this lawsuit is going to be filed, it should be done quickly."

Then he raised the long whip in his hand, the whip fell like thunder, the horse raised its hooves and neighed, and Sa Da left to chase the carriage of Qisi, leaving everyone in the government office looking at each other.

From the government office to homesickness, from the south of the city to the north of the city, you have to pass through more than half of Luyang City.

In a very quiet street, in a small house, two small stone-carved auspicious beasts covered with light moss squatted beside the door. The pale golden sunlight shone on the auspicious beasts, quiet and peaceful.

Pushing open the door, the house is clean and tidy. There is a plum tree in the front yard with strong branches, which is deeply colored by the soft Jiangnan water vapor.

After his mother passed away, there were only a few servants and an old housekeeper in Qisi's family.

The old butler heard the sound and came out to meet Qi Si, Yuan Kong and Xiao Yunsong had already come to wait for him, Lu Yingqiu helped him out of the carriage.

Qi Si's movement touched the wound, and he gasped in pain. The old housekeeper patted him with a grapefruit leaf while crying repeatedly, as if he had hurt himself.

Lu Yingqiu had no choice but to comfort him: "He is young, he will recover soon."

Qi Si insisted on taking a shower first, then returned to the room and lay down on the bed, feeling his whole body falling apart.

Lu Yingqiu kept wound medicine with him. His medicine was more effective than the doctor's. After confirming that Qi Si hadn't hurt any bone, he applied the medicine and lightly covered him with a thin quilt.

"They want to punish you, why don't you mention me?"

Yuan Kong and Xiao Yunsong were at the side, just now they saw the big bruise, which was shocking.

Qi Si put the porridge bowl on the lacquer plate beside the couch and said, "Isn't it impossible to tell others about you?"

Lu Yingqiu held an important position in the army, with different identities, he always told the people around him that he was in business, so as not to cause trouble for Qi Si and Yuan Kong.

Lu Yingqiu frowned: "What I said is that you are not allowed to say it normally, and you are already sentenced to death, why don't you say it?"

Qi Si turned his head and blinked: "They blocked my mouth, it was too late when I wanted to say something."

That scene was terrifying just thinking about it, Yuan Kong was terrified when he heard it, he was holding the Buddhist beads on his wrist, his delicate eyebrows twisted.

Lu Yingqiu looked at Qi Si, pondered for a moment, and asked him, "Why did you hit the Feng family?"

Qi Si lay on the couch, her body stiffened for a moment, she bit her lip and did not speak.

Yuan Kong and Lu Yingqiu looked at each other, and Lu Yingqiu signaled them to go out first.

Qi Si didn't raise his head, but he knew what Lu Yingqiu meant, waved his hand and said, "No need, it's nothing, it's just... Feng... Feng Yumo, his younger brother took me here, he wanted to kiss me, and he made a fuss... I warn you He didn't listen and kept blocking me, so I beat him."

After a while, he said: "If I just ignore him, I'll go and see some Chuyao sword. It is said to be the same as the one my mother left behind. It's the same, so what's so good about it."

When Yuankong heard that Feng Yushen was actually an accomplice, he instantly understood what Qi Si said in prison, and his expression was ugly.

There was no expression on Lu Yingqiu's sharp-edged face, but Qi Si could feel his sullenness.

"Lu Yingqiu...Feng Yumo isn't dead, right? I remember his face was covered in blood and he was motionless at the end...Did I kill someone?" Qi Si asked cautiously.

"What's the matter if you're dead?" Lu Yingqiu said.

Qi Si: "..." He doesn't want to kill people.

"Will Chong Yi be angry?" Qi Si said worriedly, lying on the pillow.

Chong Yi is his master, who has always taught him not to injure others indiscriminately when practicing martial arts. Since childhood, Qi Si has never bullied anyone by relying on his martial arts skills.

"How could it be?" Lu Yingqiu took a sip of tea before calming down, "I sent him a message, and he will come in two days."

He didn't sleep well all day and night, and was beaten and frightened, so he fell into a deep sleep after eating something.

Lu Yingqiu quickly found out that Feng Yumo's injury was not serious, he had a broken rib, and at that time he was injured by Qi Si's internal force, so his mouth and nose were bleeding, and it was just scary to look at.The Feng family is rich and powerful, and they eat wild ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum as food, and it will be fine if they grow it slowly.

"Broken ribs?" Qi Si asked in a daze after hearing Lu Yingqiu's words.

"It's okay, and I didn't poke the lung tube." Yuan Kong said, and Ji Si fell asleep again.

That night, Mr. Feng walked back and forth in the house several times with his hands behind his back, and finally pointed at Feng Yumo bitterly: "Your problem will not be corrected! Sexy characters are like a knife in the head, and they will kill you sooner or later!"

Feng Yumo's face was pale, leaning against the head of the bed, bowing his head in silence.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Maybe that kid approached Mo'er on purpose... Then what happened to Mr. Wang? Why did you let him go?" Mrs. Feng cried hoarsely.

Master Feng spat and said irritably: "What do you know? His backing is very strong!"

Seeing this, the woman who was waiting on the side stretched her head and posted her head towards Mrs. Feng: "Ma'am, I have heard about that child. He has no father, and mother is still short-lived. The family is neither rich nor expensive. In my opinion, it is just here. Climb our eldest son."

"Listen! Listen! What a backer! It's just a shabby household in the north of the city! You should demand his life!" Mrs. Feng lost control and screamed.

Master Feng was so angry that he grabbed the old woman and shoved her outside: "A broken mouth is not messy enough!"

The mother-in-law shrank her head and hid.Mrs. Feng went to stop Master Feng again, and kept blaming him for not doing a good job. The room was in chaos, and Feng Yumo leaned on the bed weakly, not daring to make a sound.

But the door of the house was opened at some point, and in the late spring night, a gust of wind came in, carrying the fragrance of rhododendrons and blowing the candles on the table.

"what--!"

Feng Yumo raised his eyes and yelled in shock. The few people were frightened by his sound, they stopped for a moment, and followed his gaze.

It was extremely quiet for a while.

Chong Yi came in quietly, handsome in white clothes, with a Spring Mountain sword on his waist, his handsome face was illuminated by the candlelight, and he stood there very naturally, looking at them quietly for a while.

His steps were very light, and he came to the table in a flash, and his slender knuckles tapped the sword case on the table, making a crisp "click" sound.

"Feng Yumo." Chong Yi said.

Feng Yumo leaned on the bed and looked at Chong Yi, then nodded blankly.

Only then did Master Feng and Mrs. Feng regain their senses and took a few steps back.Master Feng calmed down and asked, "Who are you, and what are you doing?"

The corners of Chongyi's eyes twitched, his brows were sculpted and his eyes bright with disdain, and he ignored Master Feng's question.

He looked down at the mahogany sword case on the table, and with a fingertip, the case opened, and inside the case was the "Chu Yao" sword that Feng Yumo bought with a lot of money, lying quietly.

He picked up another sword that was randomly placed by the table. It was Ji Si's sword. It was taken off during the day, and Master Feng stepped on it a few times, and the scabbard was still covered with dust.

Chong Yi gave a "tsk", took a clean brocade handkerchief from the side, picked up Qi Si's saber and wiped it carefully.

Feng Yumo asked, "What are you doing?"

Master Feng also came back to his senses, frowned and asked: "Who are you, that kid?" Then he shouted out of the room: "Housekeeper! Where are you? What are you doing for food!"

Chong Yi wiped off Qi Si's sword and put it on the side of the table. The brocade handkerchief fluttered a few times and fell to the ground, and then took out Feng Yumo's "Chu waist".

Feng Yumo frowned: "I bought that! One thousand and one hundred taels!"

Chong Yi smiled lightly: "Chu Yao?"

Feng Yumo's expression softened when he saw that he was knowledgeable: "Yes, Chu Yaojian, a famous sword."

Master Feng glared at him.

Chong Yi pulled out a section, the sword was forged strong and sharp, he nodded: "Not bad."

Then he tossed Feng Yumo's sword in the air, and pulled out Qi Si's sword with his backhand. The long sword came out of its sheath with a clang, reflecting a bright light from the candles in the room. Chong Yi has returned the sword into its sheath.

——Feng Yumo's "Chu Waist" was cut into two by his volley, including the sword body and the scabbard. He raised his hand and caught the half connected to the hilt, and the remaining half fell to the ground "dang" .

The room was silent.

The night wind blew through the window and the door, and the corner of Chongyi's clothes moved slightly. He raised his eyes and glanced at the few people, and said with a sneer, "Chu Yao, one thousand and one hundred taels? Silver or gold?"

Feng Yumo opened his mouth wide and stared in disbelief. Mrs. Feng and her mother-in-law cried out in fright at the moment Chongyi drew his sword. With the Chunshan sword on his waist, Master Feng immediately stopped talking.

Chong Yi threw half of the "Chu waist" in his hand again, and immediately the Chunshan sword was unsheathed, the cold light burst out, and it pierced through the air with a "shua", the sword energy was directly in front of them, but it dissipated in an instant.

——In this blow, the half of the "Chu waist" was split from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and then split into two halves, before falling to the ground with a "clang".

Cut iron with iron, break sword with sword.

The Chun Shan sword was sheathed slowly, without a trace of a smile in Chong Yi's eyes, he said to Master Feng: "My apprentice has suffered a little grievance with you", he pointed to the broken sword on the ground, "This is barely clear ".

Master Feng trembled all over, pointed at Chong Yi, but couldn't say a word.

Chong Yi didn't even look at them, he turned around, picked up Qi Si's saber and went out the door, he jumped, leaving only a white shadow at the corner of his clothes for a moment, and he disappeared without a trace.

When the housekeeper and servants rushed over upon hearing the sound, they seemed to be in a dream, only the "chu waist" cut in half on the ground proved that everything was real.

The workmanship of this sword is already excellent, but Chong Yi and Qi Si's swords cut through mud, how many swords in the world can do this?

Feng Yumo's face was gray and defeated, and he couldn't help shaking.

Master Feng sat at the table, sighed, and pointed at Feng Yumo: "I've made it clear, this time I can remember it better? Do you want me to accompany you to die!"

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