Yanshan Exquisite Record

The banquets in Yinshui Villa have always been piled up with gold bricks and silver tiles, and the wedding ceremony of the owner's eldest and young masters will naturally not be too small. Although Lu Zhanmu let him do whatever he wants in posting words, Song Xueqiao will not be shy and eat free food with empty hands .

"Master Zhan Mu doesn't care, the main reason is that the old master Lu's bad temper is hard to deal with." Lao Xu concluded while stroking his beard and eyes shining brightly.

Song Xueqiao sighed with a bitter face. As we all know, apart from clinging to the powerful, Old Manor Lu also loves to be arty. He doesn't like gold, silver and jade, and he doesn't accept antique calligraphy and paintings. Literary giants" three characters.

Therefore, the two stayed for three days before finding a few calligraphy and paintings and set off. They were not as idle as they used to be when they traveled to the mountains and rivers. The carriage went to Yinshui Villa at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

Yinshui School originated from Shaolin Baguazhang. The founder of the mountain, Lu Du, was born in Shaolin. Compared with others in martial arts, although his qin skills and Shaolin body skills are gentle, his lethality is not reduced at all.

As a result, the Lu family had the same scenery for a while.

Ji Xuanlang is unparalleled in beauty, with a prominent family background, her father is a grand master, and she was born in the Shenyue School of the famous school in the past. String Guqin.

Most of the zithers have seven strings, and seven strings are enough to play music, so Ji Xuanlang never plucks the eighth string easily, and many strange legends have been born because of this.

Lu Zhanmu's eyebrows and eyes are [-]% similar to his great-great-grandmother since he was a child, so he chose the word Jingxian.

Song Xueqiao was deeply poisoned by storytellers when he was young, and he took Ji Xuanlang as a role model. In his dreams, he dreamed of becoming a luthier in fluttering white clothes, who could take the head of a person thousands of miles away with his melody, and break his weapon.

So when Song Dingya asked him to go to Yinshui Villa to practice piano with Lu Zhanmu, he changed his temper and agreed, and packed his luggage and sent him to Huashan that day.

Half-grown children can’t settle down, dreaming about a luthier in fluttering white clothes is one thing, but actually playing a piano for several hours, even if the king of heaven wants to lift the table and leave, Song Xueqiao always drags Lu Zhanmu to sneak away Go to Gaoge after Zhuang to peek at Yu Xi to cheer him up.

Yu Xi is regarded as a treasure by the Lu family and hangs on the wall. The paulownia wood is shiny and the eight strings are like sharp knives, which is really eye-catching.

Song Xueqiao squatted on the ground with a look of envy on his face, "Is it true that if you hit the eighth string, you will die? Legend has it that a master will see blood when he makes a move! Is your wife and grandma hiding a hidden weapon inside?!"

Lu Jingxian was also squatting next to him, and while watching if anyone was coming outside, he shook his head and sighed at Song Hanchuan's question, "I thought so too, but my mother said that this piano is just for playing, okay?" Distract the opponent's attention when making moves, and the hidden weapons are all in the sleeves."

Song Hanchuan refused to accept it, "Then why are you uneasy about the seven strings?"

Lu Jingxian looked melancholy, "They said that when making this violin, my wife and grandma often plucked the strings, and couldn't find a replacement string, so the eighth string is purely a spare, what turns the sound into a sword, all It's nonsense."

Song Hanchuan, "..."

Since then, the dream of being a luthier in white has been completely shattered.

At the foot of Huashan Mountain, a hundred miles of red roads have been paved, and there is an endless stream of carriages from aristocratic families. The carriages hired by Song Xueqiao are ordinary, and they are not conspicuous among the colorful flowers. The servants of the Lu family are too lazy to take a look here.

Song Xueqiao was not annoyed, and got out of the car slowly to pay the bill, "They all say Linglong Printing Water, which one do you think looks richer?"

Pei Wunian said honestly, "Yin Shui."

"I think so too." Song Xueqiao waved his fan resentfully, "They only need a pot of red paint to dye this bamboo forest red."

Pei Wunian smiled and said, "I'd better go say hello first, and then find Master Song."

There was an uproar in the ear, Song Xueqiao went straight forward, took out the greeting card and the gift, the gatekeeper Ding Ben was dozing off, when he saw the word Song Xueqiao, and then swept Pei Wunian beside him, he suddenly got a jolt, staggered and ran to the village in a hurry go.

Song Xueqiao crossed his arms, "Let's make a bet, will Lu Linlin come first or Lu Zhanmu first?"

Pei Wunian smiled, "Who are you betting on?"

Song Xueqiao said, "Zhan Mu must be unable to get away now, I bet on Lu Linlin."

Pei Wunian glanced aside, and said flatly, "You lost."

A figure hastily stepped out from under the eaves of Yinshui Villa.

The married people are dressed in crow-blue long gowns, have traveled the world for many years, and have become taller and more handsome. Their faces have not changed much from when they were young, but they are slightly tired.

When the bridegroom came out, he was hurriedly followed by a servant, but Lu Zhanmu stretched out his hand to push them back.

"Han Chuan." Seeing that it was really him, Lu Zhanmu beamed with joy, "I thought you were so lingering in your gentle hometown that you didn't even come to your brother's wedding banquet."

Song Xueqiao laughed dryly, "My sister must have said it."

Lu Zhanmu turned to Pei Wunian again, with a little surprise in his eyes, and said awkwardly, "Master Pei? Why are you here with Hanchuan? My sister thought you would come with the Wudang faction in a few days."

Song Xueqiao squeezed in the middle and laughed dryly.

It is generally believed in the Jianghu that the relationship between Pei Wunian and Lu Zhanmu is extremely delicate, not bad but definitely not good, mainly because Lu Zhanmu has always harbored some indelible hostility towards Pei Wunian.

In fact, the fact that Pei Wunian abducted Lu Lin and Lin Fangxin at the age of 16 has already made most of the martial arts masters hostile to him, especially Lu Zhanmu.

Needless to say, the reason is that Lu Zhanmu has only this younger sister, and the Lu family has only this eldest lady, and the eldest lady has taken a fancy to Young Master Pei, and Young Master Pei has never paid attention to the eldest lady.

It is said that Mr. Jingxian is cautious in his daily life, except for being chivalrous and righteous, he never has any grudges with others, but once he was drinking with a friend and talked about who he didn't like, it was everyone's joke, but Lu Zhanmu was half drunk and half awake He lost his composure and dropped the cup, and almost shook the beam of the couch with his hand in a rage, "What medicine did my sister take wrongly?! Bewitched to death by that little boy?! The little boy still doesn't agree!"

The words shook the entire audience into darkness.

Since then, "Lu Zhanmu felt that Wudang disciple Pei Wunian was a handsome embroidered pillow, so Pei Wunian and Lu Linlin's marriage fell through." and other rumors spread like wildfire.

Fortunately, the two of them are unlikely to meet each other, but as long as they meet, it must be very strange.

Song Xueqiao's position is particularly embarrassing,

In the past, Song Xueqiao could still make friends with each other, but after that day in Yanshan, whenever Song Xueqiao wanted to tease Pei Wunian about Lu Linlin, he always swallowed his words.

Pei Wunian looked as usual, but raised his eyebrows, and said in an unfriendly tone, "It turns out that the teacher hasn't arrived yet."

Lu Zhanmu knew that he was wrong, so he forced a smile, "Since you're here, please sit inside, I still have to meet guests. Master Song has been waiting for Hanchuan in Qionghuayuan for many days."

Song Xueqiao seemed to be pardoned, pushed Pei Wunian, and coughed dryly, "You are busy and you are busy, let's go first."

Just about to leave, Lu Zhanmu hooked him aside and said in a low voice, "I'll go to Qionghuayuan tonight and leave you two jars of good wine."

Song Xueqiao was delighted, and tapped the palm of his hand with the fan, "Thank you, I look forward to seeing you."

Satisfied, Lu Zhanmu let go of him and strode away. Song Xueqiao looked back to find Pei Wunian, only to find that senior brother Pei had already left with his sleeves, and was catching a servant under the moon gate to ask for directions.

Song Xueqiao sighed, and hurried to catch up, "What are you doing so fast, I know Yinshui Villa better than you."

The servant was carrying a burden on his back, and was stumbling to answer, when he was startled by Song Xueqiao, he backed away abruptly, Song Xueqiao just wanted to wave his hand to let him back down,

Pei Wunian ignored him, and only said to his servant, "You don't know Qionghuayuan?"

The servant hurriedly shook his head, "I know...it's just that I'm new here, and I'm not familiar with it."

Song Xueqiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Just here?"

The servant nodded, "Yin Shui Villa is recruiting students, so I'm here."

Song Xueqiao immediately looked at him with a look of surprise, most of the students recruited by martial arts sects are mainly young children, they must practice boy skills, the students in front of them are at least in their twenties, and they are a little hunched over, with a thin body , it doesn't look like a new student at all, unless this person is quite extraordinary.

Seeing Song Xueqiao sizing him up, the disciple flinched a little.

Song Xueqiao asked suspiciously, "What... what did you do in the past?"

The disciple lowered his eyebrows and said honestly, "Waiting hall."

Song Xueqiao's gently dangling fan finally came to a complete stop, and doubts began to cloud over his face. Yinshui Villa actually recruited an older waiter?Doesn't the old master Lu who wants to save face make people laugh out loud?

Pei Wunian said in a low voice, "When did Yinshui Villa accept you?"

The disciple said, "It was only half a month ago."

After thinking about it, he smiled coyly, "I also know that you famous scholars look down on us handymen, but it's also a chance to practice martial arts and defend yourself. The old owner is seriously ill this time, let us open the door It’s a blessing to come in.”

"Don't say that, if a famous scholar looks down on you, it will be in vain to call you a famous family." The voice seemed to be wrapped in snow and ice for a thousand years, and a group of people walked out from behind the moon gate, Song Xueqiao's smile remained on his face.

Song Yanting was still the same, wearing a pearl gray long dress, even without makeup, it easily caught the attention of many people.

The disciple stared straight at him, and just as he was about to speak, he staggered in fright when Song Xueqiao said respectfully, "Hello, Master Song."

Song Yanting glanced at an older butler behind him. The butler understood, and immediately led the stunned disciples away.

Song Xueqiao still clasped his fists and bowed his head, waiting for Song Yanting to explain to him about Song Dingya's grave.

Song Yanting passed him, stepped forward with his hands behind his back, bent over and saluted Pei Wunian.

There are people coming and going in Yinshui Villa, and there are quite a few people at the Moon Gate. Seeing this situation, they all gasp and think about their seniority in their hearts. Song Yanting is Song Xueqiao's sister, Pei Wunian is the same generation as Song Xueqiao, Pei Wunian is a major disciple of Wudang, and Song Yanting is the owner of Zheng'er Bajing Zhuang, so due to emotion and reason, there should be no such ceremony.

Pei Wunian frowned, and stretched out his hand to help, but Song Yanting calmly stood up, "Because I didn't discipline well, Song Xueqiao has always been lawless. I have to work with Mr. Pei these days, and I will go to Wudang to pay my respects at another day."

Song Xueqiao put down his hand and raised his head suddenly, "What do you mean by that?"

Song Yanting didn't even look at him, turned around and left along the corridor. Before leaving, he gently waved to the two female attendants behind him, and the two surrounded him one by one, and the two long whips "cracked" With a snap.

Pei Wunian didn't move, the people coming and going on both sides stopped suddenly, the hustle and bustle seemed to be a good show, the news of Linglong Villa in Yinshui School will definitely spread all over the world tomorrow.

Song Xueqiao was shocked and went to pester him. The two attendants were raised in the Song family since they were young, and were taught by Song Dingya. Their martial arts are comparable to him, but they didn't intend to make a move. They just avoided him as fast as the sky. A shiny black gold fan.

One person walked around behind him and said in a low voice, "Master, don't make things difficult for us."

Song Xueqiao sneered with a pale face, "Then you should also know, young master, I hate being held hostage the most in my life."

The three-inch cicada-winged sword appeared on the head of Wu Jin's fan, and Song Xueqiao was about to cut off the long whip that was trying to hold his right hand, but his whole body froze suddenly, unable to move.

The attendant backed away and clasped his fists, his movements were exactly the same, "Thank you Mr. Pei for your help."

Song Xueqiao gritted his teeth and gouged him out.

Pei Wunian stepped forward slowly, directly bent over and picked him up horizontally, everyone gasped again, even the two immobile and cold-faced attendants were taken aback for a moment.

"Maybe we can set another stick of incense, I'll send him back for you." Pei Wunian looked indifferent.

The attendant looked surprised, and immediately turned around to lead the way, gratefully saying, "Thank you, Mr. Pei."

Passing through the gate of Qionghuayuan, after Song Xueqiao failed to make a few acupoints, he could only look at the group of people behind Pei Wunian's white sleeves in resignation, and said melancholy, "My reputation has been ruined by you. Empty."

Pei Wunian stepped straight into the gate and hummed in a low voice, "It's not much better before anyway."

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Isn’t it more because I was dragged by my sister to play games yesterday=w=......(shameless)