Yanshan Exquisite Record

Zhang Zhongqi set up a chess game in the back mountain and invited several masters to play chess. Although Song Xueqiao was proficient in piano and chess, he was too lazy to join in the fun among a group of old men and grandmothers. He used the excuse of going back to the smoke pavilion to see Sikong Yueyao, so he escaped early. Naturally, Pei Wunian also Not wanting to stay longer, the two left, one after the other, walked along the stone steps to Xiaoyao Valley.

The winter plum blossoms on the mountain road were already in bloom, and it was a pleasant scene. Song Xueqiao walked lazily ahead with his hands behind his back, waiting for the person to speak first.

But Pei Wunian didn't say a word, just stretched out his hand behind him, and patted his back lightly, the cloth scraped across the wound, Song Xueqiao suddenly gasped in pain, and jumped three feet away, "What are you doing? What are you doing? "

Pei Wunian withdrew his hand, and said calmly, "Go back and apply the medicine first. The whip wound needs to be taken internally and externally. It's just that the medicine is not healed fast enough. You just walked differently than usual, and your body is still leaning back. I'm afraid scabs have already formed. If you force it If you straighten your body, it will hurt the wound."

Song Xueqiao covered his back and looked at him as he walked, wondering, "Don't you ask how I got hurt?"

Pei Wunian raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it important?"

Song Xueqiao blinked.

Pei Wunian sighed, "It's a whip wound, and it only hurts the flesh, which proves that the person who hurt the person is from Linglong Villa. You don't want to pursue it. What's more, if something bad happens, you will naturally tell me."

Hearing the words, Song Xueqiao leaned two steps towards him, as if looking at him carefully but rather vaguely, "How do you know that something bad must have happened to me, brother?"

Pei Wunian looked at the girdle with only a jade pendant on him, and said with some regret, "The fan you never leave is gone."

Song Xueqiao subconsciously reached out to touch his waist, raised his eyes a little empty-handedly, and bowed down, "Smart."

Longyan Pavilion was hidden by layers of maple leaves, and the two of them ran into Du Weiyu who came out of Xiaoyao Valley carrying a medicine box. It was just after noon at this moment, Sikong Yueyao must have taken the medicine and fell asleep again, since she was injured Since then, Jingui has been abnormal, and Du Weiyu has basically taken care of him personally.

Elder Du had a childlike face and white hair, half happy and half worried, his long eyebrows drooping, Song Xueqiao's back was hurting, seeing him overjoyed, he snatched the medicine box.

"Hey, the little bastard has become the second owner, why is he still so frizzy?" Although Du Weiyu scolded, he let Song Xueqiao rummage through his medicine box.

Pei Wunian saluted and said, "Elder Du."

Du Weiyu nodded, stood by the red leaf pool, then looked at the second floor and sighed.

"Yueyao probably won't be able to stay much longer." Du Weiyu frowned, "Although the stigma of leaving the mountain for Wu Nian has been cleared, but this time she was kidnapped, Grand Master Sikong was furious and frightened, and he couldn't find out. It’s not easy to embarrass your master, I have already sent people to live at the foot of the mountain, and after the wedding ceremony is over, I will take her back to Chang’an to discuss marriage with the Yan family, and no one will play with me, a bad old man.”

Two soft coughs came from the small window on the second floor.

Song Xueqiao paused, took out some medicines for bruises, and smiled happily, "It's a good thing, with her temper, it's more reassuring to stay in the Grand Master's Mansion."

Du Weiyu happily touched his beard, "It's a pity that Yueyao doesn't want to, she has to wait here for a rogue monkey to come back."

Song Xueqiao naturally understood what he meant, smiled and said nothing.

Du Weiyu said again, "I'm old after all. That General Xiaoyan's personality, appearance, and achievements are no better than that rogue monkey. If she marries, she will be a first-class man. I don't want to marry her back as a young lady."

Song Xueqiao smiled wryly, "I'm afraid that Rogue Monkey's cave is not worthy of Miss Grand Master."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Pei Wunian couldn't help shaking his head.

Du Weiyu pursed his mouth and glanced at Song Xueqiao obliquely. He didn't bother to argue with him, so he put away his medicine box and dangled towards the 72nd peak.

Song Xueqiao let out a long breath as if he was relieved, old man Du loved Sikong Yueyao the most, and since he saw that Yueyao had affection, he had been trying his best to match him up, but it was a pity that Luohua had no intentions.

Pei Wunian looked at Du Weiyu's back with a smile and said, "I thought I was only sorry for Lu Linlin, but now I can't even feel sorry for Yueyao."

Song Xueqiao raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay if you want to be sympathetic, I'll be your relative tomorrow as usual, I'll go hire Yueyao now, how about it?"

Pei Wunian's face was still warm, and he snatched the medicine jar from him without saying a word, and then took him by the collar and entered the gate of Longyan Pavilion. After half a stick of incense, the Lanzhai on the first floor screamed again and again. Yue-Yao coughed twice, jumped up from the bed, ran to the railing "thump-thump-thump", threw a few goose feather pillows downstairs, roared angrily even though she was ill.

"Song Xueqiao, why are you crazy in broad daylight?!"

Pei Wunian sat in front of the soft couch, put away the medicine jar as if nothing had happened, and found a robe to cover Song Xueqiao's back, "He fell up the mountain, and I'm giving him medicine."

Sikong Yueyao sat up in shock from her illness, but when she saw Pei Wunian for the first time, her face turned pale, she was already in a bad mood, so she snorted coldly, and locked the door with a "bang" superior.

Song Xueqiao forgot the pain when the scar healed, and said, "See, my good junior sister is still protecting food."

The voice was about to fall, and he was pinched heavily on the back.

Pei Wunian showed him a very kind expression, "Three times a day, and medicine at night."

Song Xueqiao wrapped his clothes, leaned on him and sighed, "Ever since I found out that Taoist Yanshan is actually with my father, my Song family's reputation has been ruined, and it's okay to be tossed and tossed by my father and the old Yanshan thief. Now even you are starting to torment me."

Pei Wunian seemed to be holding the medicine stiffly, and answered the wrong question, "That's because you owe it to me."

Song Xueqiao clicked his tongue and said, "Don't say I'm not clean up, do you know that the Zangbao Pavilion under the study on the lake in Linglong Villa has been rediscovered?"

Pei Wunian nodded. The news that Young Master Song accidentally burned down the study on the lake and let Mr. Song pull out all the treasures that Mr. Song had hidden all his life has spread throughout the rivers and lakes. Everyone is pity Song Dingya. It's a pity, now the old man has been dug up by the prodigal son, the son has been taken advantage of, and the father is even more taken advantage of.

Song Xueqiao shrugged, "You're so smart, don't you believe it too? In fact, it's not a treasure house at all. Do you know what it is?"

Pei Wunian turned away in a muffled voice, "I don't know."

Song Xueqiao didn't notice anything different, he was bare-chested and barely covered with a loose coat, and he squeezed towards him in fear of the cold, hating that iron could not be steel, "Why are you not curious at all? "

Pei Wunian sighed, wrapped him into a rice dumpling with a blanket, held him by the shoulders and sent him three inches away, "Then tell me what it is."

Song Xueqiao was pushed by this, and his heart immediately understood three points. Seeing Pei Wunian's reaction was quite interesting, he couldn't help but want to tease him.

So he blinked, and suddenly leaned out half of his body from the blanket, put his ear close to him, and almost pressed against Pei Wunian's neck, breathing hotter in the severe winter, he said softly, "Yanshan Taoist Tomb."

Pei Wunian was startled by him suddenly lying on the bed. The scorching body temperature rolled over the faint red sandalwood fragrance on Song Xueqiao's body and oppressed him. Slightly flushed, but still calmly said, "Yeah."

Song Xueqiao rubbed his chin, "It's weird, why aren't you surprised at all?"

Pei Wunian hugged his waist and frowned, "Why should I be surprised?"

"Aren't you surprised why Yanshan Taoist's tomb is in Linglong Villa?"

Pei Wunian asked inexplicably, "Didn't you say that Taoist Yanshan and the old owner of Song Dynasty are in the same group, so why is it so strange that Taoist Yanshan's tomb appears in Linglong Villa?"

Song Xueqiao was speechless, but relying on Pei Wunian made him feel comfortable physically and mentally. He took advantage of the situation and hugged his shoulders to tell the truth about the discovery of Shaolin's stolen cheats and Tanhuanlou cheats.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Pei Wunian just bowed his head and thought for a while, and then smiled unnaturally, "Then you don't have any weapons?"

Song Xueqiao was taken aback for a moment, he hadn't expected this incident, friends and foes were not separated, he first confessed to Wenshuang and Wu Jinshan, but it's a pity that he was always picky about this trip and was in a hurry, so he could only come back empty-handed.

There were no other weapons in Longyan Pavilion, and the book thief who killed people with Yanshan ink ice needles had not yet surfaced. Pei Wunian sighed, let him go and walked to the side. There were two guns hanging on the wall of Lanzhai. One of the swords was used by Song Xueqiao to practice swords when he was a child, and it was broken in two without being sharpened, and the other was the famous Yunshan.

Without even thinking about it, Pei Wunian threw Yunshan into his arms. Song Xueqiao curled up on the bed and caressed the white sword and said, "If you give this to me, won't you have no weapons?"

Pei Wunian glanced at him and said calmly, "How many times have you seen me use a sword?"

Hearing this, Song Darogue didn't refuse, and accepted it unceremoniously.

On the small bed on the second floor, Sikong Yueyao was lying in front of the window watching the red leaves stained with frost falling into the pool. She only remembered that she was hit with a stick, and then she wobbled and didn't know where she was. Long dream, the dream is a gloomy ancient temple, there are two people in the temple... She sighed and rubbed her head, only felt a pain in the back of her head, and didn't want to remember anything.

But she still remembered Pei Wunian's sword and Song Xueqiao's painted face, she snorted twice, pulled a leaf and muttered, "It's only Song Xueqiao who has no heart..."

A light-colored figure passed by under the Red Leaf Pond, Sikong Yueyao was quite vigilant, frowning sternly, jumped down from the window on the second floor, and shouted, "Who?"

No one answered her, she walked suspiciously to the place where the figure flashed just now, the bark of the old maple tree was scraped off a large piece, and the pale core was pitifully exposed in the cold wind.

It was night, and Xiyuan sent an invitation card.

The maid said that the bride of Yinshui Villa had specially invited a group of barbarians from Chang'an Lefang to perform a good show in Jiangxue Pavilion for the big wedding. So I specially invited him to take a look to see if it was suitable to rehearse for the guests on the wedding day.

Because the bride could not see her husband, Pei Wunian had to stay in Longyan Pavilion, Song Xueqiao couldn't refuse, so after thinking about it, he took the cloud mountain with him and followed the maid to Xiyuan.

In the night of Xiyuan, the stage of the red silk painting building has already been set up. The blond barbarian is playing the pipa and humming an unknown song. There is even a beautiful orchid dancing with silver bells on her feet. It is as noisy and lively as Chang'an Night Market.

Under the stage is a square table and two chairs, on which there are some delicate snacks and tea.

Song Xueqiao turned a blind eye to these things, he walked straight through the winding corridors, and asked the maid, "Where's your lady?"

Lu Linlin invited him to come, but the real master disappeared.

The maid didn't answer, but just led the way ahead.

Song Xueqiao followed behind, caressing Yunshan and said disappointedly, "If Lu Linlin won't come, Miss Yi from your family should come out to see me."

The maid froze, stopped, and looked at him in disbelief.

Song Xueqiao said leisurely, "You walk with your back straight. This is not the posture that a maid should have. Even if you are from Yinshui Villa, Huashan Yinshui sent martial arts girls to learn piano and men to practice palm. The belt is clearly caused by practicing sword and bow."

He laughed softly, "Quickly ask your senior sister to come out."

A person circled around under the red lantern on the right side of the corridor, and Yi Fengyao was a little more charming under the red light, "Mr. Song really has good eyesight."

Song Xueqiao was still wary of Hua Yaojiu, and also remembered that Yi Fengyao wanted to kill Lu Linlin, so he squeezed Yunshan tightly and frowned, "Where is the bride?"

"You can rest assured about this." Yi Fengyao smiled at him, with a bit of gentleness, "The owner of the valley didn't tell me to kill her, wouldn't it be better to do one less murder? Besides, this time... I was the victim Pei Wunian entrusted her to protect her."

"Then why did you invite me here alone?" Song Xueqiao turned his head. In the huge Xiyuan, except for the troupe, they were still babbling, but within a moment, even Emei's maid was gone, and the garden gate Also dropped the lock.

"In addition to being entrusted by Pei Wunian, I will also be entrusted by others." Yi Fengyao pulled out a chair, his eyes were as dark as night, and looked at the brightly lit stage, "Mr. Song, please sit down, this play is The owner of the valley specially arranged it for you."

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