Yanshan Exquisite Record

Peak 72 is steep and complicated. If Hua Yaojiu takes someone away, even he who grew up here can't guess where the person is. Instead of trying to find Hua Yaojiu, it is better to go to Jiang Xuege is optimistic about Pei Wunian.

All the people on the road are in a hurry, some are picking plums and drinking wine to recite poems, some have just held a tooth sacrifice, enjoying the mountain scenery, Song Xueqiao described it as ordinary, but no one cared about him along the way, waiting to enter Jiangxue Pavilion in a grandiose manner, The wedding feast has begun.

Song Xueqiao picked a corner and sat down, looking at all kinds of people in the hall, Lu Zhanmu sat in the first seat, with a rare smile on his face, and the old man beside him who kept toasting was Pei Wunian's adoptive father, Pei Lai, who had grown up for many years As an adult, his wrinkled face is no less joyful than Zhang Zhongqi.

Zhang Zhongyu's disciples hadn't come to congratulate him, the room was full of other people, Song Xueqiao raised his wine glass and looked at the hall carefully, soon he saw the distraught Ye Yingchun, Gongsun Qingyan with a dignified expression and his complexion still not very good Sikong Yueyao.

If Hua Yaojiu came here, he would definitely change his appearance. Song Xueqiao suddenly felt that he should have understood Huayaojiu well before. A person who did not understand at all would naturally be impossible to pick out from the crowd.

Someone strode in in the hall, dressed in a personal uniform, holding a long book in his hand, and with a calm and upright face, he counted several large boxes behind him very carefully.

Song Xueqiao had a bad heart, and the person Zhang Zhongkui sent to count the gift list was actually Wu Miao, the one with the most outstanding memory on the 72nd Peak.

"Mount Heng, Jade Bottle Green Dragon Cup."

"Kunlun sect, Han Po Dendrobium."

Wu Miao glanced at the hall every time he counted one item, and confirmed that the guests had taken their seats one by one. Song Xueqiao watched him gradually look in his direction, and his palms were gradually sweating. If he found a familiar student, he would definitely will be exposed here.

"Sun Moon Pavilion, mother-of-pearl glazed screen."

The owner of the Sun and Moon Pavilion stood up from the front table. With his big belly on his back, he made a slight bow to Wu Miao, and Wu Miao naturally returned a salute. Song Xueqiao thought, "God help me, too." The wine flew out of his hand and hit the bottom of the glass of the person who was drinking with his head upside down. The person screamed and jumped up immediately. Water stains appeared on the dark clothes instantly, and the wine glass also "bang-" It fell to the ground with a bang.

The owner of the Sun and Moon Pavilion was also taken aback, and turned his head to look trembling with fat. Wu Miao also turned his gaze when he saw this, and hurriedly asked after receiving the gift list. Song Xueqiao immediately got up and moved slowly behind him. Towards the gate, just as he was about to slip away, he bumped into a person dressed in bright red and covered in the fragrance of plum blossoms. Pei Wunian frowned and helped this reckless disciple, a familiar voice rang out above his head, " Be careful."

Song Xueqiao shuddered suddenly, but thinking that Pei Wunian couldn't recognize his own face, he quickly thanked him, but when he was about to leave his arm, he was clamped by a force. He felt bad, but he lifted it up calmly Face.

"Is there anything else, big brother?" Song Xueqiao asked cautiously, his voice was like swallowing charcoal, his flat face was wrinkled with a few pockmarks, and he looked at Pei Wunian with some shyness.

Pei Wunian was startled, and only after seeing the uniform on his body did he say, "Are you from Chongguan Peak?"

Song Xueqiao nodded hurriedly.

The arm grasping him seemed to be loose, Pei Wunian sighed, "The mountain road is slippery, be careful when walking."

Wu Miao had already taken care of the guest's clothes, although he couldn't figure out why the master of the Psychic Moon Sect broke the wine glass, he looked at Pei Wunian, saluted him respectfully, and then looked at the distant figure behind him. With a somewhat unfamiliar figure, Qi said, "Brother, he is..."

Pei Wunian frowned and interrupted him, "Izumoko's new disciple, I have to go back to Chongguan Peak."

Although Wu Miao had doubts, she nodded, turned around and continued to count, Pei Wunian glanced at the broken glass, walked through the crowd and strode towards the main table, Pei Laizheng filled a glass of wine, and he handed it to him His son, with a flushed face, smiled and said, "I have been doing nothing all my life, but I am worthy of my Pei family... hiccup... ancestors, although you are not my own... I treat you as my own, and now you are considered a complete meritorious deed. "

Pei Wunian drank the glass of wine, leaned down and said softly, "Father, you're drunk."

Everyone in the world knows that Pei Wunian was picked up by Pei Lai and recreated with kindness. Now that Pei Wunian is proud of the spring breeze, Pei Lai will also take care of him in the future, so some people flatter him, "What are you talking about, Mr. Pei? Although Mr. Pei is not You were born in person, but your eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar, it can be said to be a natural fate!"

Pei Lai was happy but feigned anger and said, "Don't talk nonsense, my son is much better than my old skin!"

The crowd burst into laughter, Pei Wunian shook his head and smiled, Lu Zhanmu had a rare good look towards him, and also raised his glass to him, "Lin Lin has been arrogant since childhood, and I will trouble Mr. Pei to take care of him in the future."

Pei Wunian nodded, and poured down the whole cup, Lu Zhanmu forced a smile, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Everyone also knew that Lu Heng and Gu Wangting passed away not long ago, but now they are going to marry their sister with great fanfare. Lu Zhanmu was definitely unhappy, and they all stopped talking sensibly. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhanmu suddenly raised his wine glass and said with a smile, "Thank you too, Mr. Lu You all come to the wedding ceremony of my sister, and I will thank you all for taking care of Yinshui Villa in the future."

After all, he raised his head and drank the glass of wine.

Everyone in attendance looked at each other in blank dismay, and then it rang like rain falling on a pond.

"That's natural. Young master Lu is a young and talented man, and he will definitely be able to regain his glory."

"Hey, how can I call you Young Master Lu again, it's time to be called Master Lu..."

"My generation and the old Master Lu are also irresistible, and they will definitely help each other. Now that there are Song family and Wudang, the Yinshui faction will rise steadily in a short time."

Hearing about the Song family, Pei Wunian frowned.

Lu Zhanmu nodded silently, and suddenly he asked, "Why didn't Song Xueqiao come?"

Song Xueqiao is Zhang Zhongyu's second disciple who grew up with Pei Wunian and is now the owner of the No. [-] villa in the south of the Yangtze River. I heard that he sent congratulatory gifts to the mountain yesterday, but he disappeared during today's wedding ceremony. , neither of which is appropriate.

Someone under the seat whispered.

Ye Yingshu opened her mouth, but was held back by Gongsun Qingyan without saying anything, while Sikong Yueyao lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Pei Wunian looked as usual, he smiled and said, "Second Junior Brother was a little unwell yesterday, and he is resting in the Longyan Pavilion at the moment, everyone please eat and drink well, he will come over when he recovers."

Lu Zhanmu held his wine glass, looked at Pei Wunian strangely, "I'll go and see him."

Pei Lai, who was drunk, held him back, and said with a smile, "My in-laws are still staying here, the sedan chair is coming soon."

Pei Wunian smiled at him calmly, "I'll go with you when everything here is over."

Jiangxue Pavilion couldn't stay any longer, and Song Xueqiao didn't dare to return to Yuanyan Pavilion, so he could only wait for Wu Miao to leave before sneaking over. As long as he kept his eyes on Pei Wunian for a moment, he would know Hui Chuang's whereabouts.

The mountain road is full of winter snow, which is not thick, but very slippery. Song Xueqiao flew up an ancient pine tree. This is the No.11 tree he climbed today. Outside the layers of leaves, it is faintly visible. A bright red sedan chair was carried down from the peak and slowly headed towards Jiangxue Pavilion.

Lu Linlin was sitting in the sedan chair, the bright red hijab swaying in front of her eyes, she could only see her feet wearing embroidered shoes when she lowered her head, she bit her thin lips, a bright blush appeared on her face.

The sedan chair soon stopped at a small path, the air beside her was cold, someone helped her get off the sedan chair, a slender and strong hand stretched out from under the veil, she gently held it, and was slowly moved forward There were people's envy and congratulations beside her, and she walked very carefully step by step, until she crossed a nanmu door, the noise gradually faded away.

If there is a seemingly nonexistent warm fragrance wafting through the tip of the nose, under the feet is a soft blanket inlaid with gold, and a little red candle comes through the tulle, shining a warm feeling, and from today onwards, she will be the daughter of Jiang Xuege. Master, Pei Wunian's wife.

The door behind her was closed with a "squeak" and she closed her eyes shyly.

"Lin Lin." The voice of the visitor was as quiet as a pool, with a hint of uncertainty in it. It was indeed her husband's voice.

She was about to answer, but the hijab was lifted off violently the next moment.

Lu Linlin was taken aback by the suddenness, blushed and said, "A Nian, this is going to be tonight..."

Pei Wunian didn't pay any attention to what she said, he casually threw Xipa aside, and said indifferently, "Did you hit Yueyao?"

Lu Linlin's expression changed suddenly, she didn't understand why Pei Wunian would ask such a question, she shook her head, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Pei Wunian smiled gently at her, but her tone was not warm, "I'm asking you, did you hit Yueyao?"

Lu Linlin clenched her teeth, tears welled up in her eyes, she retreated to the door, hugged her wedding dress and cried, "Pei Wunian! You don't have to like me, you don't have to marry me, you lied to me and you want Did you marry me just to doubt me? How could you...you..."

Pei Wunian ignored it, but approached step by step, and said in a cold voice, "I've seen the wound on the back of her head, the wound is from bottom to top, it shows that the wounded person is shorter than Yue-Yao, and the bruise is stick-shaped, but too narrow A stick like that can't knock people out. Although Tong Chunlin is weak but tall, it is impossible for him to leave such a wound on Yueyao's body. In those days, he had the ability to walk around on the 72nd peak. …”

He had already walked to the door, stepped on the bright red wedding dress, pinched Lu Linlin's chin and forced that beautiful face to look at him.

One person's eyes are abnormally calm, while the other's eyes are full of fear and collapse.

Lu Linlin's lips trembled, she had never seen such a terrifying Pei Wunian.

"Like this." He said softly.

Lu Linlin suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the wind of the fist suddenly hit her neck. She immediately turned over and broke free, and subconsciously slashed at Pei Wunian in front of her. She was startled and wanted to take it back, but Pei Wunian had already moved forward In a few steps, he took her palm abruptly with his arm.

A purple scar suddenly appeared on his forearm, but Pei Wunian just frowned and shook off his wide sleeves.

The strength of a woman is soft and gentle, but the strength of a woman who has learned Yinshui Palm can break people's bones.

Lu Linlin backed away in panic, she felt a chill engulfed her from head to toe, tears welled up in her eyes, it was all fake, everything was fake... For Sikong Yueyao, he could do this, a grand fight The wedding ceremony was just to humiliate her...

"I really lied to you. I will repay you with this palm. Of course, everything you did to Yueyao will be repaid tonight." Pei Wunian slowly picked up the dirty hijab on the ground and threw it away. to her face.

Lu Linlin was startled, clenched his fists and trembled.

"I won't do anything to you." Pei Wunian sighed, "Regardless of today and tomorrow, you are still the aloof Second Miss Lu."