Husband is a piece of cloud cake

"What I'm looking for is a person."

"When I parted from him, he was a weakling. He used to ride the Yingye White Horse and carried a Suzaku Spirit Bow. He was good at riding and shooting. Often, the prey he caught would hang all over the saddle shortly after he left the city."

thick night.The raindrops knocked on the broken eaves, and a few empty earthen jars were randomly placed on the table to catch the rain.No matter how you look at this restaurant, it is the most dilapidated one in Liuyun County. Usually only the poorest porters and the most down-and-out people in the rivers and lakes would patronize it, but now sitting at the table with cheap and bad wine, there is the most honorable wine shop in Liuyun County. people.

This noble son is about 22, wearing a silver crown on his head, and a plain robe with flowing cloud emblems embroidered on the sleeves and hem.The candlelight shone on his face.He is light and elegant, bright and clean, and his facial features are also extremely beautiful, but his complexion is too pale, and he can't help showing a little frailty.

The person sitting opposite laughed.The low-pressed green bamboo hat covered his face, and it was only from the voice that he was also a young man.

"Chengying Yebai, wearing a Vermilion Bird bow, this sounds like an extraordinary status."

Qing Ruo Ke drank the wine in one gulp and said drunkenly.

"But there are too many young masters in the world who are good at riding and archery. Just talk about white horses with red bows and saddles. There may be countless people in the world, but they may not be the person the eldest son is looking for—does the eldest son have any other clues?"

The tone of voice was vague, and the man seemed to be quite drunk.The action of him slapping the empty bowl back to the table brought out a series of wine drops, which were splashing in front of the eldest son, who couldn't help frowning.

"Anything else?"

The eldest son thought for a while, then spoke slowly.

"That's right, his swordsmanship is also very good. He studied under the Shangxiao Sword Sect and is a leader among the younger generation of swordsmen, even if he is against famous masters."

"Although a sword inlaid with precious stones is expensive, it may not be sharp; a sword that has never seen blood is not as good as a butcher's butcher's knife." Qing Ruo Ke sneered: "Why don't you talk about his famous battle? Once, which famous people did he kill, so we can follow the details to find him."

"His battle to fame and celebrity kills?"

The eldest son fell into deep thought and shook his head for a long time.

"He didn't have a battle of fame. He usually doesn't need to kill. As long as he says a word, others will kill for him. If you want to say that he killed famous people..."

A gloomy and desolate smile suddenly appeared on his face, the eldest son said.

"Two years ago, it was also the same autumn, and it was also the same rainy night. He stabbed a dagger into my heart and killed me in prison—does that count?"

Qing Ruo Ke choked.He poured himself the residual wine in the crock, hissing like a toothache.

"The young master is naturally very famous, but isn't the young master in front of his eyes now? The young master said that he was killed in prison, maybe he is dreaming?"

"dream?"

The eldest son smiled lowly: "I also suspect that I am dreaming. This person's surname is Lu, his name is Jing, and his name is Zi'an. He is the young son of Ning Guodi. Good swordsmanship—look, I have all the names, years, backgrounds, and resumes. I should be able to find this person easily, right? But no. There is no such person in Ningguo, and Yingdu Guozijian and Shangxiaofeng have never taken a disciple named Lu Jing. This person seemed to disappear after stabbing me to death...it was really like a dream."

"This is just a dream! If your son is restless, you can call a doctor to see him. No matter how powerful the rangers are, they will not be able to find the person in the dream." Qing Ruo Ke raised his neck and drank again: "The wine is exhausted. We can't take over the business, son, please do what you want."

"The wine is not finished. I brought it."

An attendant put a jug of wine on the table, and was about to unseal it, when Qing Ruoke twisted his right wrist and pressed the attendant's hand with his scabbard.

"I can't afford the wine in the Hou's mansion, I can only afford a bowl of three renminbi." Qing Ruo Ke stood up staggeringly: "What's more, the business can't be done tonight~ Young Master, I'm going to say goodbye to myself." Look elsewhere for wine."

He seemed unwilling to accept the eldest son's love at all.The eldest son sat quietly, as if he expected it, and did not let the guards disperse.

"No, you've got the deal. No one knows that man's face better than you."

He coughed lightly, and his attendants brought up a bronze mirror, and lit lamps all over the room.Qing Ruo Ke seemed unaccustomed to the sudden light, and raised his hand covering his eyes for a while before putting it down.

"Look carefully, this is the appearance of the person in my dream."

A young man's face appeared in the mirror, with raised eyebrows and a handsome nose. Although his face was full of drunkenness, he could not hide the light in his eyes.If the eldest son is as quiet and beautiful as the moonlight, the person in the mirror is as warm as the sun.But this face clearly belonged to Qing Ruo Ke.Qing Ruo Ke stared at the image in the mirror for a while, then looked left and right to confirm that it was really an ordinary mirror, and then said.

"Young Master, what do you mean by this? You mean, the person in your dream is me?"

"I'm afraid it is." The eldest son raised his eyes quietly: "Zian, is that you?"

The air suddenly became heavy, and a murderous look arose in the wine shop.Invisibly, the servants of the Hou's Mansion had blocked the exit of the wine shop calmly, Qing Ruo Ke listened intently and noticed that there were dozens of breaths hidden in the rain curtain - the eldest son came prepared tonight, afraid to make him suspicious Everyone takes it back.Qing Ruo Ke thought about it, and felt that he couldn't go through the gate, so he could only sigh.

"I, a poor man who can't even afford to drink stone roast for three liters of money, could I be the little prince of Ningguo you mentioned?"

He simply popped a pimple in front of the mirror.

"Eldest son, you've got the wrong person!"

Before the words fell, the surrounding guards rushed over.Qing Ruo Ke made a clang and flicked his thumb on the sword grid, and the dazzling brilliance immediately flowed out from the scabbard.He drew his sword very quickly, and he swung away the guards' surroundings in one stroke. Then he touched the table with his toes, and Qing Ruo Ke smashed up a piece of the roof and went out. The broken bricks and tiles fell all over the ground. .There was only the sound of clanging weapons falling to the ground outside the house—the ambush outside couldn't stop him, and Qing Ruoke escaped easily without hurting a single hair.

The eldest son looked up at the big hole in the roof with gloomy eyes.The attendant put a cloak on him carefully: "My lord..."

After a long silence, the eldest son smiled silently: "Good posture, good swordsmanship."

Then, he turned to the attendant: "You said this person is named Lu Jing?"

The rain hasn't stopped.Lu Jing shook the water on his coir raincoat like a puppy, feeling that he was out of luck.

"Xue Nanyu, Xue Ziyang." He muttered about the eldest son's name: "You played with me like this. Not only did you let me run in the rain for nothing, but you also ordered your subordinates to tear my clothes. This You have to pay me!"

Cursing, he pushed open a rickety door and entered his home.This so-called home is nothing more than a dilapidated shack, built against a half-broken wall, with a faint fire around the stove.

Seeing him enter the door, several teenagers immediately surrounded him, without exception, with a look of waiting for the rice to be cooked.They eagerly asked Landing Mirror.

"Boss, boss, how is the business going?"

"Forget it."

Lu Jing untied his soaked coir raincoat and straw hat, and shook it to dry beside the stove.

"It didn't work out, so I had to come back in despair."

"Oh……"

Hearing that the business failed, the teenagers showed disappointment.There are one or two who still don't give up.

"Boss, boss, the nine coins you took out to support the scene..."

"I bought wine. Hey, I didn't forget you even though I bought wine—" Lu Jing saw that their eyes became murderous, and hurriedly said, "I brought something back for you too. Take a look. "

He triumphantly took out a small thing from his body, it turned out to be several silver fish tokens, which were worn by the guards of the Marquis Mansion of Liuyun County.

"Phew, if the business fails, that Mr. Niao wants to take me, but how can I be a vegetarian?" Lu Jing slapped his thigh and began to brag about his glorious record of defeating one hundred: "I saw that the guards of the Marquis Mansion were densely packed. Just draw the sword like this, and then jump like this—”

He rushed onto the table in a hurry, and those teenagers hurriedly protected the creaking table.

"Crash knocked them down a lot. Let me see again, darling, they are wearing silver! Go along with the current and pick a few at random. Take it—"

He proudly handed out those tokens.

"Ask Zhu Laosan to melt these and cast them all into silver leaves, enough for us to eat for a while."

He happily took it, and it didn't take long for someone to come back with a big bag of food.Everyone burned a jar of stones by the fire to warm them up, and cooked them with sesame seed cakes sandwiched in stew, while asking Lu Jing what happened today.

The teenagers were all seventeen or eighteen years old, their bodies were dirty and tattered, and they all carried a sword with them—it was said to be a sword, but it was actually two pieces of wood sandwiched between thin iron sheets, and they were tied around their waists with rags. Very shabby.

In Liang Guoxing's swordsmanship, seven or eight out of ten men claim to learn swordsmanship, so a special group of "rangers" was born.

The so-called rangers range from noble families to beggars, and they come from all backgrounds.These teenagers are the most humble of them all. They have no chance to sell martial arts goods to the emperor's house, nor can they get on the table of gentlemen.A few days ago, the intermediary said that a nobleman asked them to take this job by name. They were all overjoyed, thinking that they would be able to take a lucrative job next time, but they didn't expect it to be a weird job of "finding the person of their dreams".

"The eldest son said something about the person in the dream of the white horse Zhu Gong, and said that the person has the same appearance as me. Isn't this hysterical?" Lu Jing was describing.

The person with good intentions burst into a smile, and began to talk nonsense: "I'm afraid it's not hysteria, but hair. Spring. It must be because the boss is good-looking and famous, which provoked the person in the Hou's mansion to hear it and find a reason to kill him." The boss lied."

"Yanyanyan, your size!"

Lu Jing tapped the man's head with his chopsticks.

"We are rangers who rely on our ability to eat, not tortoises who sell jokes in restaurants. Besides, what good things do you think the man in the dream did..."

Then he recounted what the eldest son said, "On a rainy night two years ago, Lu Jing killed me in a dream" to his subordinates, and the teenagers all laughed.

"Who did we know, it turned out to be Lu Jing again. The eldest son has been looking for that Lu Jing for two full years. We all guessed, this Lu Jing is probably not a ghost?"

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The story takes place two years after the finished Danmeiwen.The plot is an independent story.