Yanshan Exquisite Record

"Perhaps you have learned very early on that Hui Chuang is doing everything to protect you. After so many people... even my sister died, you don't know how to deal with yourself. This matter can never be both. If you want To keep your so-called biological father, but also to treat the dead, you can only come up with such a way, and even imitated Hui Chuang's handwriting and sent Rang Xianxin to Xunyin." Song Xueqiao took out the letter and handed it to Chu wind.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "This is also Zhang Yuan's old ink."

"You want to memorize everything for Hui Chuang by yourself, but after this incident, it is impossible for him to stay in Shaolin anymore, so you entrust Master Huagu to take Hui Chuang away and take him to a place that no one can think of." Song Xueqiao Walking up to him, "Then have you ever thought that the person you desperately want to protect may not be your father at all?"

"Yanting is dead?" Zhang Zhongkui exclaimed in surprise, that sentence might not be your father, he couldn't listen to it at all, he could only hear the sentence that after my sister died, he fell down on the chair, as if he was a few years older in an instant , and his breathing suddenly became short of breath. He watched these children grow up with his own eyes, and that Song Yanting who called him Shibo actually... He closed his eyes, and Wumiao hurriedly supported him, also with a dazed expression on his face. measures.

Pei Wunian stood on one side, trembling uncontrollably, confused by concern, Ruan Twelve found him that day, and told him what he had learned in a bragging manner, and she died in Yingyang the next day, he immediately suspected that this matter had something to do with him related, and then he went to Zilang because he was worried that Song Xueqiao would be accidentally killed. After finding him in Tianxiang Tower, all the way, all kinds of evidence surfaced, and he became more and more afraid. Gradually, I became convinced of the guess in my heart.

Master Hui Chuang, who has been by his side since he was a child, is his biological father.

In a hurry, he went to Hui Chuang to question, but unexpectedly, Master Hui Chuang did not make any excuses, and calmly dragged everything out, even bringing up the tragic death of his mother back then.

Thinking of Mo Yunrong's life, he had no way to convince himself that he hated Hui Chuang.

So how to give an explanation?How to have both?Everything started because of him, so it was a good deal for his life to exchange so many lives.

But he never expected that Hui Chuang would go so mad that he would kidnap Song Yanting and Sikong Yueyao, and once Song Yanting died, there would be no way for him and Song Xueqiao to get back together.

When Hua Yaojiu found him, he was very haggard, but his eyes were full of viciousness, "I had no choice before, but now I am not afraid of anything, if I expose everything in front of everyone on the day of your wedding banquet, that old bald man Will the donkey be happy?"

At that time, his heart was ashamed, and he could only say four words, "I can't ask for it."

It's just that the murderer he invited flowers and wine to expose was no longer Hui Chuang, but himself. Before that, he had been thinking a lot, and he had never doubted the whole story of this matter, nor had he doubted whether Master Hui Chuang was his biological father. .

Now it seems that it is both absurd and ridiculous.

The authorities were obsessed, and he ignored the most important point, that only the two of them knew the clues.

"Luoyang, Tanhuan Building."

Song Xueqiao said lightly, "At that time, Mo Bingzhen of Yanshan reappeared in the world, and I kept investigating in order to clear up my relationship. Ding Mobai didn't have many friends during his lifetime, and Mo Yunjian, the owner of Tanhuan Building, was one of them, so My brother and I first went to Luoyang to investigate, and by chance, we learned that Mo Yunjian, the owner of Tanhuan Building, and Pei Wunian's mother, Mo Yunrong, are siblings, so they look very similar."

The house was full of whispers, a small number of guests from Luoyang already had a bad look on their faces, Mo Yunjian was notorious, and the Tanhuanlou, like the Yanshan School, was an evil sect that people should avoid. They were frightened and confused, and the owner of the Tanhuanlou actually There is such a relationship with Pei Wunian.

Hua Yaojiu turned around silently and looked at Song Xueqiao. He rescued Zhu Caixia that day in Tanhuanlou, and left after leaving clues. After that, he didn't know what happened underground in Pufang Temple, but Pei Wunian should be very similar to him Otherwise, Wang An and Zhu Yun would not have recognized him as the blood relative of the ten princesses at a glance.

"Pei Wunian should also look a lot like his mother, so the rest of the Tanhuan Building recognized him at a glance, and that's why we were able to escape safely." Song Xueqiao explained.

Mo Yunjian, Mo Yunrong and now Pei Wunian all have similar and enviable looks, but such looks are not necessarily a good thing.

He looked at Pei Wunian who was standing silently on one side, and it was not difficult to imagine how Mo Yunrong and the ten princesses were all over the country back then, and how they made the men who had seen them go crazy.

"This can only show that he is indeed Mo Yunrong's child, how could his father not be Hui Chuang?" Someone in the hall questioned, Pei Wunian turned his face away as if unwilling to listen.

"You are all wrong." Song Xueqiao said, "Ruan Twelve came to find Pei Wunian, so Pei Wunian wrote a letter to make Master Hui Chuang kill him. If this matter is to make sense, the premise is that those letters are true. Only Master Hui Chuang can be ordered to kill someone."

Song Xueqiao continued, "But Hero Chu has already checked it. These letters are just forged by Pei Wunian to cover his crimes. If it wasn't Pei Wunian, then who told Master Hui Chuang that Ruan Twelve had found out about it? "

Everyone was stunned, and the cold wind blew in through the open door, and the feeling of coldness and horror permeated the air.

Song Xueqiao squinted at the skinny old man, who was standing beside Pei Wunian, the face that was crying bitterly had no expression at this moment, and only looked at him with a playful and indifferent look.

"This person must be in Wudang. At least when Ruan Shierniang saw Pei Wunian, he was nearby. It was also this person. Master Hui Chuang never doubted that Pei Wunian was his child for so many years."

Zhang Zhongkui felt that his eyes were shining with gold stars. He didn't know what Song Xueqiao meant, so he said in a trembling voice, "Xueqiao, what's going on?"

Song Xueqiao lowered his eyes and said slowly, "When we were in Tanhuanlou, an old friend once invited us to eat a bowl of goat milk cake. He said that the elder sister of the tenth princess once had a son who loved eating it when he was young. Well, the ten princesses doted on him very much, but later, the child was discarded because he was an illegitimate child, the ten princesses searched all their lives but could not find this child again, and Mo Yunrong also died of depression."

Hearing Hua's invitation to drink, he reacted instantly. He looked palely at Master Hui Chuang on the ground, and Pei Wunian, who was nearby with a look of despair, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

"But what Pei Wunian learned from Master Hui Chuang is a completely different story." Song Xueqiao looked at Pei Wunian.

He wasn't looking at Song Xueqiao or the crowd, but stared at his adoptive father Pei Lai who was trembling beside him, and said word by word, "As Hui Chuang and Grandma Zhao said, that child was born on the first day of my mother's birth." He was sent away on the second day, and my mother also died on the second day under the He family's army stick."

Pei Lai stood stiffly like an old tree and a rock, listening to everything silently. He was not very old, but he had spent his whole life dealing with firewood, rice, oil and salt in the kitchen, so he was short and weak, as if he could fall down with a push. In this life, everything didn't seem to be going well, and the only thing she was proud of was having a son like Pei Wunian.

This son is very talented, for the future of this son, he can do anything, but because he doesn't know anything about martial arts, poetry and books, so that little child can only stagger behind him every day, using immature With his little hands, he chops wood that is taller than him, and even when he is only three years old, he has to help him light the fire and cook.

How to make this son stand out and stop suffering has become his day and night thought while soaking in the woodpile kitchen.

The only way to climb up to the big sect is to find him an unstoppable backer.

"The incident happened on the second day, so how dare you ask that child how did he get along with the ten princesses? How does a newborn child love to eat goat milk cake?" Song Xueqiao clenched his fists. This matter has something to do with Mo Yunrong Reputation, he had to say.

"Because from the beginning to the end, there are only two children who were abandoned from Hejia Lane...Pei Wunian may not be Hui Chuang's son at all, and Hui Chuang may have been instigated and used from beginning to end to become a substitute." Others make the knife for the wedding dress."

Pei Lai didn't say a word, he quietly looked at his tall and handsome son, from the eyebrows to the eyes like autumn waters and the bridge of the nose, he seemed to see the Linxi River in the evening more than 20 years ago .

That year he was just standing there, driving a donkey cart to collect vegetables, Linxi River is fertile, and the people are outstanding, he was so indulging in the beautiful scenery for a while, he even forgot the time when he returned to the mountain, it was there by the Qushui, he saw a woman.

The water is clear, the sky is clear, the wind is blowing in the evening, and there is a woman who is as beautiful as a fairy. Even though he has lived for 30 years, he has seen countless women on the mountain and down the mountain, but they all add up to three points. .

He walked over by accident, only to find that the woman was wearing filial piety, and she was walking towards the river in a daze. Of course, he couldn't sit idly by and rushed forward to save her. , but his hands and body were full of scars, no matter how he asked, he just shed tears and didn't say a word.

It wasn't until dusk, when she had cried enough and was tired, that she revealed the location of her home, and he naturally sent her back home. It was just a barren hut, and a dark coffin in the room took up most of the ground.

What was incompatible with everything was a set of wedding clothes on the bed. He asked again and found out that the woman's husband was beaten to death by the Wu Zhuangyuan's mansion, and the old General He, who was over sixty years old, insisted on marrying her as his concubine because he was only one-sided.

He is just a cook who cooks and cooks. Although he sympathizes, he can't do anything. He can only persuade and comfort him and leave.

But after that day, as if he had been poisoned, he often went to Linxi River, staring blankly at the deep house and the General He's mansion painted with gold and silver. It was not until three months later that he saw the woman again. She was walking out from the side door with a vegetable basket. At that time, the woman was already a concubine of the Wu Zhuangyuan's mansion, but she was still dressed in tatters. He even saw a few women in brocade clothes spitting at her inside the door. He kicked her in disgust, and then closed the side door with a bang.

The woman's face was ashen, she stood at the door sluggishly, and there was no movement for a long time. He was shocked that this woman's life in Wu Zhuangyuan's mansion was not even as good as before.

He clenched his fists at the corner of the street and watched everything silently. He suddenly wanted to take this woman away. Even if he lived a lifetime of isolation from the world, he would never let her return to Linxichuan and the hell-like Wu Zhuangyuan Mansion.

The rush of passion is always impulsive. When the woman saw him, she was surprised at first, and then burst into tears. Since then, he secretly visited her every day, and when he finally arranged everything and wanted to take her away, he hesitated.

How does he make a living as a fool after leaving?How to give Wudang an explanation?And how to escape the pursuit of the Wu Zhuangyuan Mansion?

That day, in the firewood room in Wudang Mountain, the candles burned all night, and he also sat there holding the package all night until the cock crowed and dawn broke, and he finally succumbed to his cowardice and never went to Linxi River to look for that girl again. woman.

A year later, when the mountain road was covered with snow and there were few people around, he was lighting fire and chopping firewood in the kitchen, but a man walked in suddenly in the wind and snow outside the door. The woman was holding a baby boy, still as beautiful as when she first met , but there is no emotion on the face.

She looked like a ghost, with empty eyes, gently put down the baby boy and said indifferently, "This is your son, you don't want to recognize him, you don't want him, he is yours too, now that the He family has noticed it, I can't keep him anymore, Otherwise, both mother and child will die."

He looked in astonishment at the boy who was lying in the swaddle and smiled at him, and chased out the door in a panic. In the wintersweet forest covered by snow and snow, the woman was no longer there, as if she was really just a ghost. , ethereal and uncertain.

Only the child with warmth in his arms told him that everything was true.