Tang Xuan

All the way north.

road?There is no longer a road.Ever since leaving Beiting Protectorate's Mansion and entering the territory of the Turkic Golden Tentacle, he seldom met people.

They climbed across rivers blocked by thick ice, shuttled across endless snowfields, and trekked forward in a wild land.At the time of departure, there were a hundred ponies, but now more than half of them were killed or injured.

Mingda didn't know how long he had traveled, nor how far he had to go.She only knew that she had to reach the extreme point of the eternal night and find the so-called Tianquan, in order to bring a glimmer of life to the person who had been sleeping in her arms for a long time.

When she rushed to Dunhuang to appease the soldiers who showed signs of mutiny, she didn't dare to delay, and ordered that except for the defenders who were supposed to stay, the rest should be commanded by generals in batches, and enter Beijing via the Hexi Corridor according to the prior arrangement. Either merge into the Imperial Forest Army, or fill into the Tongguan garrison.Then she investigated the case of Yang Jisheng's assassination. Although there were many doubts, she could only find an excuse to find out quickly to reassure people's hearts.As for who is behind the assassination and what is the purpose, we can only secretly send people to investigate, but there will be no results in a short while.

Mingda knew that it was tricky, but when the date of meeting was approaching, she handed over all affairs to carefully selected bad people to assist her, and she brought Mr. Tao Junlan to Yangguan one day in advance.

At dawn, Mingda changed into red clothes, brushed his long hair sideways, and pinned his hairpins in front of the bronze mirror.The plain hand caressed the red stone at the end of the hairpin, thinking about the strand of black hair inside, he couldn't wait.His eyes glanced at the tangle of vines beside the mirror, and he blushed as he thought of something.Regardless of the clearness in Lan Jun's eyes, she went to the tower early, stood against the wind, and waited quietly.

After waiting for this, from joy to joy, to disappointment and shock, after noon, Mingda felt a chill in his heart, and felt worse and worse.It has been many years since he was in such a state of panic, how could Mingda wait so stupidly?Regardless of Tao Junzhu's dissuasion, he seized the defender's horse and galloped out of the city.

After galloping for ten miles to the only way Langhuai must pass, Mingda saw the black horse lying on the ground.Her heart beat violently, and when she got close, she recognized Lang Huai's mount Tayun at a glance, and she was completely out of breath.The blood that flowed from the horse's body was black and obviously highly poisonous.When Ming Da touched its abdomen, it was still warm, obviously it hadn't died long ago.It obeyed Lang Huai's order and rushed towards Yangguan to report the news. It died of poison before its purpose was fulfilled. It stared at the south and refused to close.

Mingda suppressed the uneasiness surging in her heart and forced herself to calm down. She stretched out her hand to cover Tayun's eyelids, discerned the direction, straddled the horse and galloped away again.The Firefox on the shoulder also jumped down to the ground, sniffing the direction of Tayun, leading the way for the master.When she saw the bloody wasteland from a distance, she almost fainted for a while, and fell off the horse in a panic.The fire fox quickly ran to Lang Huai's side, moaned helplessly, and just lay on the side, not daring to move.

And her sweetheart bowed his head and knelt without making a sound.

"Ahuai...Ahuai!" Mingda got up from the ground and staggered forward.

Lang Huai was very quiet, with his face downcast, his leather hat had fallen somewhere, his hair was loose and fluttering in the wind, covering his eyebrows and eyes.The skirt of the chest was stained with blood, and the wound seemed to have no blood to flow, and a piece of red sandalwood fell on her knee.

Mingda stretched out his hand tremblingly, carefully brushing the falling snow from Lang's bosom hair, approached hesitantly, touched her face with fingertips, but felt icy cold.Mingda withdrew his hand abruptly, murmured helplessly, and stretched out his hands trembling firmly.This time she gently held Lang Huai's cheeks, as if the two were intimate in normal times, but tears welled up in her eyes in an instant.

The promise she promised herself has never failed. How come this promise, when she is right in front of her eyes, is like a mirror in water and the moon in water, and it is gone in an instant?

Mingda's lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.She leaned over to touch Lang Huai's forehead, and kissed her eyebrows and eyes delicately.Carefully avoiding the penetrating wound on Lang Huai's chest with one hand, he hugged the fool into his arms; with the other hand, he took the broken sword from Lang Huai's hand, smiled sadly, and kissed Lang Huai's already cold lips.

If you leave, what am I going to do in this world alone?

Ah Huai, wait a minute, I'm going to accompany you now.Regardless of life or death, we should join hands inseparable.

Then she lifted the broken sword sideways, and was about to stab her stomach, but was hit on the wrist.Mingda glanced sideways, but it was half a frozen cake.

"Fortunately! Fortunately! Hurry up and walk slowly, we finally caught up." Due to the snowstorm, Mingda couldn't see clearly.But this voice was familiar to her in the strangeness.

Two people wrapped in thick leather robes came up to him, and one of them pulled down his hood, revealing a head with only a few inches of hair, gray mixed with jet black.He smiled kindly and said: "Miss forgets me, but I remember you. After Xiangji Temple is gone, don't you come here without any harm?"

Mingda was annoyed that he tried to stop him, and said lightly, "It's good that the mage is safe."

Wushi knew that her heart was dying at the moment, so she untied her outer robe and put it on Lang Huai to protect her yang energy, while pointing to the person beside her and said: "This is my apprentice Wan. Girl, If you want to save Ah Huai's life, would you promise me something?"

Ah Huai's life?Mingda seemed to have found half an inch of light in the darkness, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes! Ten thousand pieces!"

Master Wushi nodded slightly, signaling Mingda to move out of the way.He was lucky enough to touch the large holes on Lang Huai's chest, and tightened the leather robe to seal it up for her, and then whispered a few words to Mingda.He left the horse with Wan, and took away the assassin's sword, and then quietly hid in the snow.

After a while, Mr. Tao Junlan arrived after the horseshoe prints that were almost buried by the heavy snow.But the two of them only saw the back of Ming Da holding Lang Huai and leaving with his horse.Tao Jun chased desperately, but Ming Da's sword slammed his mount and injured his mount. In the heavy snow, he completely lost his direction.When he returned to the place where the incident happened in a daze, Lan Jun was weeping with a broken sword in his hand.

"Lan Jun, Master is gone?" Tao Jun still had doubts, but Lan Jun held a piece of red cloth, and said: "The girl told me that she will die in the same hole as Master, and no one else should disturb..." After that, Lan Jun Jun didn't say it.The handwriting on the red cloth was clearly written by Ming Da in blood, the blood was not yet black, and then it ordered her to scatter Lang's nails in the rivers and lakes, wait for the name to be clear, and not let anyone know about it.

Could it be... Lan Jun suppressed the constant guessing in his mind, and comforted Tao Jun with tears in his eyes.He returned with the sword, while he secretly went back and forth with a trace of expectation, completely scattering Lang's nails all over the rivers and lakes.

The journey has been long, and after the routine acupuncture and moxibustion for Lang Huai, the master explained, seeing Mingda finally regaining his senses during the journey: "I once read a notebook in the palace, which recorded the land of the extreme north, Half a year of eternal day and half a year of eternal night. There is a spring, which has been bubbling since ancient times. It is called Tianquan. The Buddha's light occasionally appears here, and the world is eclipsed. In order to hide her identity as a woman, Ah Huai once destroyed her palace with medicine. Note For women, if there is no uterus, the blood vessels are difficult to flow, and few people can live without confusion. Although there are wonderful hands to treat her, but these years her energy channels are gradually exhausted, maybe others don't know it, but she must understand it."

Mingda leaned over to caress the sleeping man's ear, and nodded Firefox's forehead. The fox was smart, and covered Lang Huai's chest with its big tail shaking to keep her warm.Ming Dashen said: "She never told me. But she was healthy and healthy when she was young, and she never got sick. After returning from the expedition to the west, it is really worse every year. Every time the snow falls, she will always catch the wind and cold. So it is because of this."

Wu Shi nodded slightly, feeling sorry for Lang Huai's forbearance.He recited the sound of the Buddha, and said: "I once told her about myself, but this child only remembers her name. Now that the world is stable, she should use this to get away."

"She was poisoned before. According to what I learned, it should be a kind of spider poison from the Southwest Tianque. This poison is colorless and odorless, but it is the coldest world, and it causes people's meridians to gradually dry up. If the assassin misses, this time No one will notice the poison, but within a few years, she will stop bleeding and freeze to death."

"The mage can solve it?" Ming Da asked anxiously, Wu Shi had never mentioned this to her before, and only said that there is a way to go all the way north.

The carriage swayed with the horses, and everyone outside shouted orders to prevent the leading horse from getting into the snow nest by mistake.Master Wushi thought about the coincidence many years ago, shook his head and sighed: "In the past, Zhang Fuling gave you a elixir, which not only cured the poison, but also cured your serious illness. Zhang Fuling searched for this elixir for many years before he found it. The most critical medicine is introduced. The place where the medicine is drawn is now a mystery, and it has long been impossible to find out."

"At the end of the Han Dynasty, the world was in chaos, not only for the government, but also for the rivers and lakes. Mr. Penglai of Taihu Lake was a genius, and he had the opportunity to achieve extraordinary feats. He was a first-class figure in the world. May the martial arts be overthrown and be taken advantage of by foreigners, so they spread heroic posters and call a martial arts meeting. In the meeting, Mr. Penglai's martial arts are world-class, and he finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish and became the leader of the alliance to unify the martial arts, so that a lot of unnecessary blood was saved. Among them, it preserves vitality for the Central Plains martial arts."

Wu Shi reminisced about the past and said with recollection: "Mr. Penglai never married, had no children, and never accepted apprentices. He once drew a picture scroll, which was the proudest work of his life. When he was dying, he gave it to his only best friend. My good friend Dan gave birth to a son and left a last word. Those who get this picture and can understand it will be his heirs. I hope that in the future, if someone is destined, he will meet him. Then Mr. Penglai passed away, and the leftover picture was passed on by his servants. Go away. Mr. Penglai does not belong to any school of martial arts but is invincible in the world, not to mention the masters of yin and yang and five elements in alchemy. Naturally, countless people covet him. Danshengzi knows that if there is no proper way, he will not be able to save this picture by himself If you can't find a legend for your old friend, it's a small matter, which will cause a catastrophe in the martial arts world, but it will be a big deal if you fail Mr. Penglai's long-cherished wish. After thinking hard, he had to escape from the golden cicada's shell, blew up and fled, and entrusted the picture scroll to a family in the south of the Yangtze River. learned."

"Dan Shengzi concealed his name and changed his face to create Mingbao, and guarded this map in secret. It has been going on for hundreds of years, but now Mingbao has been handed down to me." Wu Shi said to Mingda with apology: "I started a few years ago. The hexagram occupies the sky, there will be a catastrophe within 30 years, and this picture will continue to be involved. But if this picture appears in the world, it will definitely attract various parties to compete for it. But let alone 30 years, it will be five or six years later. Although the four apprentices in my life have their own talents, none of them has great wisdom and strategy to undertake this task, so I have to look for it in the secular world. Now I don't know if you two are willing to accept it?"

There was a bang in Mingda's mind, and he asked in surprise: "The mage is the master of Mingbao?" After she took charge of the villain, she had read various secret scrolls. It was recorded that Mingbao lasted for hundreds of years, and it was as famous as Shaolin, but it was so mysterious. Tight, it turns out there are such reasons.

She was silent for a while, and then said: "Master, if brother Huai can wake up, she will definitely agree."

How could Master Wu Shi not know that this is the promise?Like an elder, he caressed Mingda's forehead, and said: "Although Ah Huai was poisoned, she couldn't die immediately after being pierced through the heart and lungs. Since I dare to take her to the north, there is a ray of hope." Vitality. Zhang Fuling's hexagram divination skills are superior to mine, and now that he rescued you, I'm afraid it's what happened in the future. Don't worry."

Mingda's thoughts are all on the person in his arms, even though he knows such old things and secrets, he doesn't care about them.Lang Huai was getting thinner day by day, if he hadn't been close to him, he wouldn't have noticed the slightest bit of anger.But her wound still hasn't healed, and the blood in it gradually turns from red to blue, drying up day by day.

When the food ran out, the four of them finally arrived at their destination.Liao Wan found the spring according to the book. Although Lang Huai was still asleep, Ming Da looked at the bright light shining in the sky and wept with joy.

Master Wushi found a cave after going around several times, diverted spring water into it, and divided it into two places to live in.Liaowan searched for thin ice every day, brought Firefox or crushed ice to catch fish, or hunted small animals for food, regardless of the Buddhist rules.

Master Wushi used Tianquan as his assistant and Mingda's blood as his guide to heal Lang Huai after exhausting his cultivation.Lang Huai's wound finally healed gradually, leaving a black scar.The poison in the blood was also gradually dissolved, and the skin gradually regained its vitality.

Mingda knew that if she was raised like this, she would wake up one day.In this way, the mind gradually became peaceful, and according to Master Wushi's teaching, he practiced light kung fu swords on the snow field every day, chasing white bears to hunt them for their fur.When I was free, I listened to Master Wushi explain the operation of Mingbao and everything about the rivers and lakes in the past hundred years.Although the treacherousness among them is not comparable to the disputes between the court and the party, it is not too much less in terms of bloody storms.

So ignorant of age, one day, Master Wushi said it, she was about to get up and go back to the residence to guard Lang Huai, but Wushi stopped her.

"Although you are late in learning martial arts, your achievements in the future are limitless. When Ah Huai wakes up, after going through this ordeal, I'm afraid she will lose all her martial arts skills. However, her meridians can recover. According to this child's heart, she must practice from scratch. There may be other chances, but you don't have to worry too much about it. But she has another life hurdle in her forty years. If she can get through it safely, the two of you may live a long life. This solution, Please forgive me for being helpless."

Mingda shook his head, and said: "Don't say that you are not confused. It is heaven's pity that she survived this catastrophe. Mingda dare not expect too much. Master's words make Mingda ashamed."

Master Wu Shi smiled, and took out a wooden cylinder from his arms, but it was only as thick as a finger.

"Using this as a name, Mingbao will be entrusted with everything."

Knowing that his time is coming, Ming Da knelt down and kowtowed, crying: "Master, don't worry, this disciple will keep it in mind. Master risked his life to save each other, and this disciple and Ah Huai will definitely live up to the entrustment. If there is no holiday, I will also find a successor for Mingbao, and the inheritance will not be broken."

"It's so good." Master Wushi closed his eyes slowly, chanted the Buddha and sat silently.

Mingda left lightly and returned to his own residence.Seeing her coming back, Mohuhu put its tail away from Lang Huai and jumped up, circled around Mingda's feet a few times before leaving to look for Wan.

She fetched hot spring water, skillfully untied Lang Huai's fur, and wiped her body.Going north this way, there is actually a lot of time left, and there is no need to plan and plan.She always regretted that she had tortured this person for a whole year.Sorry for taking so long.But I always think that her brother Huai dotes on her so much, knowing that she is waiting so much, he will definitely wake up.

"Xizi." Her brother Huai would definitely call her so softly, wipe away her tears, hug himself to his chest, and kiss between his brows.

"Brother Huai." Mingda broke down in tears, and the broken teardrops fell, dripping on the half-surviving red sandalwood plaque.Seemingly real and illusory, Mingda looked over with teary eyes, but saw that Lang Huai's brows were sparse, and the clear and affectionate expression in his eyes was the same as back then.

"Si, please wait for a long time."

With a low call, all the clouds and smoke of the past will be exposed, leaving only the coming year.

The author has something to say: first post some reference materials.

The map of Chang’an City in Tang Dynasty, the map of Daming Palace, the map of Xingqing Palace, and the map of Huaqing Palace. These maps are basically found in a more detailed version from an old book, and then downloaded from the Internet. Print it out and write it according to the plot .

And because Mr. Codeword is old, it is too tiring to flip through books. Many intuitive things are found in documentaries or university open classes.As follows, "Chinese Ancient Architecture", "Daming Palace", "Chinese Clothing Culture", "The Secret of Ancient Weapons", "Huaqing Palace in the Prosperous Tang Dynasty", "Looking at Chang'an", "Daily Life of the Sui and Tang Dynasties - History from Small to Big", "Imperial Examinations"

(By the way, I would like to make complaints about the update speed of Haihunhou's documentary, which is exhausting...)

In the bibliography, many of them are fragments of my own scattered knowledge. If I have to write, "Guide to Traveling through the Tang Dynasty", "History of Chinese Architecture" and... Mr. Codezi's own notes, scattered, that's all.

Still the same sentence, although the structure is based on Tang, Mr. Codeword added a lot of things that were not there at that time according to his personal preferences.I also deliberately weakened the background of many times in the writing, for example, there were no chairs at that time... For example, the makeup of the real Tang Dynasty... My God, it is too avant-garde, I can't bear it, so I don't mention it.

As for why the fact that Lang Huai's identity as a woman was not made public until the end, I can only say that it was impossible in the feudal era as I know it.A fantasy that is completely divorced from reality, and I feel guilty when I think about it.

I can’t remember when I dug the hole. It’s been about a year. There are a total of [-] words, from every Thursday to the third. Thank you for everyone’s support.Thank you for coming to see one of my big dreams.I buried all the pits I dug, and I will explain the remaining ones in the broken branches.It is very long and has many shortcomings, among which it is slightly procrastinated, and the supporting characters are scattered and not individual enough. I also know that the writing is sometimes poor, forgive me.

In all fairness, I still think Sanqi is the best I wrote (because I didn’t use my brain and it came out of my pen...)

As for "Broken Branches According to the River", its roots are all in this time.The so-called Jianghu exists where there are people. Although Lang Huaimingda retired, he just left the court completely.But life is endless, and disputes are endless.In Broken Branch, they are important behind-the-scenes people.

If there is no accident, the new pit should be released on NO.20 in December. I have bugs, come and catch them.