Yanshan Exquisite Record

Song Yanting was not in Linglong Villa, and even Mrs. Song, who usually stayed out of the gate, was gone, leaving only a few trustworthy martial artists in charge.

The little nerd was sent back by Yin Shu half a month ago. Song Yanting read Song Xueqiao's letter and left him in the manor without asking any more questions. The nerd loves to read and can be liked by others. Song Yanting personally raised him A few days later, he deeply felt that this baby was a candidate for the number one examination, so he sent him to Jinling's old scholar's office non-stop to avenge the shame of the Song family, so he was not in the village at this time.

Pei Wunian was originally worried about being a bookworm, but now he was relieved.

Old Xu smiled and said, "Don't mention how well-behaved that child is, the young lady said that you should let him half worry about you, young master."

Song Xueqiao coughed twice, his eyebrows twitched.

"The matter of the sword house in Xiwu Mountain, the young lady sent someone to repair it when she received the news." Sensing the unfriendly eyes, Lao Xu hurriedly rubbed his hands to pick up the topic, "The young lady also said that within half a month, the second young master will return."

Song Xueqiao looked at the two letters in Pei Wunian's hand, "She is guilty of a crime."

One is bright red with three-inch lotus petals lacquered in gold at the corners, and the other is ordinary letter paper with sky blue.

The big red letter paper is a marriage letter. Lu Zhanmu got married on the Double Tenth day in Yinshui Villa, and Yun Tianqing was written by Song Yanting. He said in a few words that they had already gone to Huashan to attend the wedding banquet, and hoped that Song Xueqiao would come quickly.

Pei Wunian closed the letter paper, with a look of suspicion on his face, "I've never heard of the name new bride."

The old owner Lu of Yinshui Mountain Villa is rigid and mean. Since Lu Zhanmu and Lu Linlin were eleven or twelve years old, his eyes have been staring at the heroes and noble families in the martial arts world. When Lu Zhanmu was 16 years old, he just joked that he would marry There was a young student in Yinshui Mountain Villa, but the next day the student was "persuaded" by the old owner Lu to return to his hometown. People often joked that the Lu family can only be satisfied with marrying the princess and the emperor in this life.

The word Gu Wangting is prominently displayed on the wedding post this time, but at this moment, I can't think of any family with the surname Gu.

Song Xueqiao sat down on the porch and slapped the fan, "Everyone knows about Master Lu's stinking problem of clinging to the powerful, but Zhan Mu is no longer 16 years old. I don't think it's impossible to marry whoever he likes." , Gu Wangting, this name is a bit like my sister's."

There was a cool breeze on the porch in late autumn, and Lao Xu hurriedly opened Song Xueqiao's fan, and said with a smile, "Actually, it's not true. The old master Lu has been seriously ill recently, and even the outsiders have disappeared. It is precisely because of this that Master Zhan Mu returned to the village to get married. For joy."

Song Xueqiao frowned, "What disease is so serious?"

Old Xu rolled his eyes twice, he hesitated to speak, "It is said that it is malaria, and his life will not be long, otherwise the old lady would not go to the mountains and rivers. Linglong Yinshui is a family friend. If you don't go, I am afraid that you will be criticized .”

Song Xueqiao brushed Song Yanting's letter with his fingers, Qing Luoxuan, Yan Jiamo, every word was well-behaved, which showed that the person who wrote the letter had an elegant demeanor.

"Master, let's not disobey Miss this time. You can't be willful. You can't offend Yinshui Villa." Seeing that he was silent, Lao Xu was a little nervous, and turned to beg Pei Wunian, "Master Pei, can you persuade me?" Second young master."

Pei Wunian said lightly, "He will go."

Song Xueqiao held the letter up to the sun for a long time, then suddenly put it back in his palm, folded the letter into a frog and threw it into the inner lake, stood up and smiled at Old Xu, "Don't worry, Uncle Xu, Zhan Mu is mine I'm going anyway, my friend, but I have other things to do right now."

When Old Xu heard that he was going, he began to wipe his tears again. Ever since Song Xueqiao fell into the Ruanxiang Township, it was always Song Yanting who said he wanted to go west, and Song Yanting who told him to go to heaven and he wanted to go to earth. Every seven or eight days, he would definitely come to ask for debts and stay around the villa, which was passed on as a joke. Song Xueqiao was suddenly so obedient, and he was a little flattered.

In the blink of an eye, the two had left the villa one after the other and walked out.

Old Xu sniffed and shouted, "Young master, where are you going? You haven't had dinner yet!"

Song Xueqiao didn't look back, the folding fan opened again with a "snap", and raised it upwards, "Tianxianglou."

It's not time for Tianxiang Building to pick up customers at Zhangmen, but all the red-light plaques have been hung up, and the bustard is still the same, leaning behind the counter, lazily stacking copper plates for fun.

In life, the only thing she can live up to is her wealth. The higher the pile of copper coins, the more at ease she will feel in her heart.

The door was pushed open, someone strode in, the bustard raised her eyes to look, she let go of her hand, and the book-high copper pagoda came crashing down on the couch.

The bustard was startled, and her extremely thin eyebrows stood up like knives again. Just as she was about to get angry, she saw a pleasing head poking in, and said with a smile, "Sister Chunhua, where is Miss Dongfang?"

Many people came to look for Dongfang Didi, but very few people dared to ask where Dongfang Didi was after entering the door.

The bustard looked at that face, then turned to look at her own round nails, and snorted, "I haven't paid the bill last time, Didi doesn't want to see you."

Song Xueqiao pulled a person in and wondered, "But this young master should have paid for me last time? Is it not enough?"

Bustard's eyes lit up, wishing that the peach blossoms would bloom immediately.

Pei Wunian will never be as comfortable as Song Xueqiao in this kind of place. Last time, because he was eager to find someone, he didn't care much when he was stared at. Now there are only the three of them in the hall. The bustard's eyes are like an eagle watching a chicken, it's really amazing People are uncomfortable.

Song Xueqiao glanced at Pei Wunian, then at the peach blossoms on Bustard's face, waved his fan and said, "Sister Chunhua, my senior brother is not bad looking."

Bustard smiled and nodded, "Not bad, not bad."

Pei Wunian frowned at him.

Song Xueqiao continued without changing his expression, "How does your Tianxian Tower compare to Didi?"

Pei Wunian raised his eyebrows to look at him, but still didn't say a word.

The bustard's eyes seemed to grow on Pei Wunian's body, her smile deepened, and her wrinkles were about to fly away, "This young man is so handsome, he can only be taller than Didi!"

"That's good." Song Xueqiao suddenly suppressed his smile, and put his fan across Pei Wunian's face, "From now on, take a look at him for ten taels of silver, and don't accept credit."

Pei Wunian smiled lightly.

The bustard was startled, and immediately jumped out from behind the counter, furiously pointing directly at Song Xueqiao's eyebrows, spitting all over the place, "Good ungrateful bastard! I have paid you so much on credit, and you are learning how to do business! You Tell me if you have a conscience."

Song Xueqiao took two steps back after being poked, begging for mercy, and still covering Pei Wunian with a fan, "It's fine if you don't pay me! That's fine too! Call Didi out! I'll let you see!"

After half a stick of incense, the two of them occupied a table in Tianzi No. [-]. The fragrance of wintersweet was faint, and the smoke in the corner was warm. Dongfang Didi opened the door and came in. He was not like the usual tulle red dress. He didn't wear any powder on his clothes, but he still walked in a charming manner. He was smiling at first, but when he saw that there was another person in the room, he was taken aback for a moment, and then bent over gracefully towards Pei Wunian.

Song Xueqiao pointed to the table, "Don't be so polite to him, sit down and talk."

Only then did Dongfang Didi sit down slowly, brushed her long hair hanging down her ears, and said softly, "This is my apology. I offended this young master so much last time. I hope you don't take it to heart."

Song Xueqiao was taken aback, "Why did you offend him?"

Pei Wunian laughed, "She didn't offend me, but she offended Yueyao."

Song Xueqiao looked at Dongfang Didi and was about to ask a question.

Dongfang Didi has poured himself a cup of tea calmly, "You left in a hurry, I thought they were against you, so I mocked that little girl..."

"Cough cough." Song Xueqiao interrupted with a dry cough twice to show his understanding, "You still tell me how Linglong Villa is doing?"

Pei Wunian frowned calmly.

Dongfang Didi didn't beat around the bush, he moistened his throat and said, "There are 18 new students, all of whom are innocent. Half a month ago, a Luoyang caravan came to discuss business and left within a day. Master Song I don’t go out of Linglong Villa on weekdays, but recently I went to Xiwu Mountain. It seems that the tomb was repaired for the old Song Zhuang. In addition, Huashan also sent someone to deliver a letter. I don’t know the content, but Song Zhuang left three days after receiving the letter. After leaving Linglong Villa, there is nothing unusual about it."

After listening quietly, Song Xueqiao took out a bank note from his sleeve, "I'm sorry, keep watching."

Dongfang Didi didn't go to pick it up, and said in a low voice, "No, it's just a little effort, besides, your sister has already given it."

"Checked the backgrounds of 18 people, got involved with Xiwu Mountain, and found out that the courier is from Huashan. If I count this as easy work, then I'm a real bastard." Song Xueqiao put the banknote in front of her. Pushed.

Dongfang Didi looked up at him and said with a smile, "You really don't like to be in debt."

"I can't sleep well if I'm in debt." Song Xueqiao shook his fan, got up and smiled, and Pei Wunian followed naturally.

Dongfang Didi lowered her head, less colorful and enthusiastic, but still moving, she said in a hoarse voice, "Are you leaving again?"

Song Xueqiao said, "I will come back in about two or three months."

He sighed behind him, "I'm overthinking."

Song Xueqiao smiled slightly, without turning his head, "I am a visitor from the south of the Yangtze River, and I am appointed to be the judge of Yan Luo."

There was no more movement behind him.

Going out of the Tianxian Tower, the old street was already glowing red, and the poetry and painting boats were also dyed a layer of flashy red. Song Xueqiao walked in front, and Pei Wunian followed behind him as usual.

"I didn't expect that Dongfang girl is not easy." Pei Wunian said lightly.

The well-known Oriental Didi is just a pretext, a logical reason to monitor Linglong Villa.

"She's quite simple." Song Xueqiao sighed, "It's probably because I'm not simple."

"You are honest now."

"When I came back from Wudang, I thought that no one would dare to do anything to me. Unexpectedly, in the first year, I was attacked 27 times." Song Xueqiao waved his fan and sat on the stone steps by the river.

"Seven of them were trying to put me to death, to get rid of the last evil seed of the Yanshan sect, and twenty times were trying to rob me so that I could find out about the hidden weapons left by Taoist Yanshan. During those days in Linglong Villa, three martial masters died in total. It is said that a girl's body is the most important thing, but my sister's waist was also cut with a long scar because of me."

Pei Wunian stood behind him, looking at the river, "So you won't go home."

Song Xueqiao propped his chin, as if everything didn't matter, "So I'm very envious of Zhan Mu, I can go back anyway if I want to, and I will die wherever I go, only Tianxiang Tower, which is relatively safe."

Pei Wunian glanced at him.

Song Xueqiao tapped his palms and explained, "Just now I saw that bustard of yours, who was nicknamed Mrs. Qingxie when she was young, was once troubled by Dongfang Didi, but she disappeared in the rivers and lakes the next day."

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Pei Wunian shook his head, sat down next to him, and said calmly, "You Yanyu Jiangnan guest has become a judge's life-threatening pen, um, it's a bit lamentable."

Song Xueqiao shook his folding fan and sighed, "It's more than a pity."

"Then there should be two more sentences in this poem."

Song Xueqiao said, "I didn't expect that."

"But the head of the bridge draws the soul back, and the book of life and death eliminates reincarnation." Pei Wunian didn't look at him, and threw a stone into the water, causing ripples, "After all, we are together, since you are the judge , then I have no choice but to be the king of hell and rescue all those who were killed by you."

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