Beacon quenching beauty

In the winter afternoon, the sun was shining warmly, making people feel very comfortable. Song Qingshu practiced sword in the small courtyard, and Mrs. Niu also brought out a big wooden basin and sat in a corner where she could bask in the sun to wash clothes.

Occasionally, I looked up at Song Qingshu during the laundry, and saw that he was practicing Wudang swordsmanship. Although his strikes were soft and lacked strength, he had a different demeanor, rigorous movements, and exquisite moves. , You can see the difference from the general warriors in Jianghu as soon as you make a move.

Mingjiao disciples have different masters, and the sect has a large scale, which can be called the largest sect in the martial arts world. However, the martial arts of the disciples in the sect are very mixed, not as pure as the disciples taught by the famous sects in the Central Plains.

After Song Qingshu finished practicing his posture, Aunt Niu got up and twisted a warm towel to wipe his sweat, praising, "That's right, Mr. Song, your swordsmanship is really beautiful."

Song Qingshu took the towel and said with a smile, "Aunt Niu, you praise me once a day." After wiping off the sweat, he felt for himself, "I'm fine today, I didn't feel too tired after practicing a set of sword skills, and I want to go out again let's go."

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Aunt Niu was happy, "Okay, I'll get you a thick robe, put it on before going out, and you must not blow it out if you sweated just now."

When she took out the thick brown cotton robe, Song Qingshu hesitated, and murmured, "I suddenly remembered that I hadn't finished writing a word in the morning, I'd better finish it first, and I won't go out. .” He raised his foot to slip into the house.

Aunt Niu stopped him and said, "Why are you so anxious to write? If you don't write today, you will write tomorrow. You are not the one who writes paperwork for people in the yamen. Others are waiting to get it. Didn't you just want to go out in a good mood just now? Why is this so sudden? Don't want to go again? Are you uncomfortable?"

"That's not it."

Aunt Niu was a little worried, and asked, "Really? Don't hold back if you feel uncomfortable."

Song Qingshu was embarrassed, he was also a little funny, and talked about the last time he saw the 'little meat dumpling' at the entrance of the village. Now he doesn't dare to wear this dress to go out in the daytime, lest the 'big and small meat dumpling' touch it He will be embarrassed.

Aunt Niu was amused by him, "Say it earlier, what's the big deal, you don't like this dress, I'll take another piece of fabric and ask someone to make another one for you."

For such a trivial matter, Aunt Niu did it as soon as she said she would. She moved the half-washed clothes in the tub into the house, rolled up a roll of cloth and cotton, and went out.

Song Qingshu has been very popular since he was a child, and he will be loved by his elders wherever he goes. Now he tries hard not to think about the infatuation in his heart that drove him crazy, and he has returned to his original polite and lovable manner. After a long time, the only Aunt Niu by his side Unknowingly, he treated him as his own nephew.

Although I have heard about Song Qingshu's previous bad deeds, it is difficult to connect with this handsome and frail young man whom I meet every day.

Over time, Aunt Niu began to favor Song Qingshu, secretly thinking that the rumors in the world may not be credible, the world is used to exaggeration, and one point of mistake can be exaggerated to ten percent. If Mr. Song is really so heinous, why bother to save him.

Go to the village to find the familiar family, and give the cloth cotton and leave some money as a reward. The daughter-in-law of the Yang family must help her make it in the next two days.

After I came out, I thought that since I came out, I would go to the tea shed at the entrance of the village to buy some sauced meat and add something for dinner.

In addition to providing tea to passing merchants and porters, the tea shed at the entrance of the village also sells noodles, sauced meat and salted peanuts.Uncle Wang's sauced meat in the tea shed is delicious, and wealthy people in the village sometimes go to him to buy some for tooth-making sacrifices.

When Aunt Niu came out of the tea shed with two catties of sauced meat, she started to mutter in her heart.

In the tea shed sat three or two middle-aged men who neither looked like merchants nor passers-by, sitting at the wooden table slowly drinking tea and eating peanuts.Uncle Wang, the owner of the tea shed, also had a strange expression on his face. He told her quietly that such guests often come to drink tea these days. Feeling apprehensive, a little uneasy.

Aunt Niu paid attention, deliberately took a detour when she came out, and walked along the stream next to the village, and then she felt that something was wrong.

In the cold weather, there are three or four people fishing by the stream. Although the stream is not frozen, it is chilly on the edge of the water. It is a hard job to sit and fish. Occasionally, one will be fine, and suddenly three or four will appear. Also too abnormal.

There are also a few people wandering in the forest, they don't look right, they don't look like people from this village.

Aunt Niu felt uneasy. This small village has always been peaceful, and all the local villagers were born and bred. There are only two outsiders, she and Song Qingshu. I have offended someone before, no matter how serious.

Pretending to go into the woods to pick up wild fungi, and tentatively trying to go through the woods, the few people wandering in the woods immediately gathered up without a trace.

Aunt Niu didn't dare to force her way in, and Song Qingshu was still at home, so she couldn't run away when she found something was wrong, so she pretended to go in the wrong direction, turned around immediately, and the group of people dispersed again.

Aunt Niu hurried back, planning to find a place for Song Qingshu to hide first, and then she would find a way to go to Haozhou City to report to the leader.

After entering the yard, there was a burst of clear laughter in the room, "Brother Song, you finally lost once!"

Hearing this sound when I was panicking was no less than a reassuring pill. As long as the leader is here, everything will be fine. Aunt Niu breathed a sigh of relief and was not in a hurry to hide. She took the sauce and went directly to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Zhang Wuji took a break from his busy schedule the day before yesterday, and specially went to learn two weird chess moves from Fan Yao and Fan Youshi. He came to try it today, and he really killed Song Qingshu by surprise, and lost the game against him for the first time.

Song Qingshu shook his head, disapproving of Zhang Wuji's completely different way of chess, and began to pick up chess pieces in the small bamboo basket, "This kind of weird way can only kill people by surprise, and it won't work next time, don't be too happy morning?"

Zhang Wuji said, "It's fine if I win once, I didn't intend to win you every time."

After tidying up the chess pieces, he stood up, walked around to the kitchen and asked Aunt Niu how Song Qingshu was doing in the past two days.

Aunt Niu told him while chopping vegetables, "Mr. Song's health is really good recently. His strength and energy are better than before, his appetite is also good, and he sleeps soundly at night. I can hardly tell that he is a sick person."

Zhang Wuji was very satisfied, "It's really good that he can develop into the current situation, but he can't practice his internal skills for the time being, and the rest will gradually return to the same as ordinary people." Be careful, his physique is still weak, and he will get sick if he is not careful."

Aunt Niu agreed, "Master, don't worry, I have taken care of Mr. Song for a long time, and I know it well." By the way, she reported to the leader that she found suspicious people nearby when she went out just now.

Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "You are vigilant enough. I sent a few people to guard Brother Song. Before I even bothered to tell you, you noticed it yourself. Don't be nervous. Those are the disciples who came from Shanxi from Hongshuiqi. , so you look strange, but you are actually one of your own."

Aunt Niu was taken aback, her own?But just now she was tentatively going out of the village through the forest, and those people tried to stop her!How is this going?

He opened his mouth to ask, but Zhang Wuji had already taken a cup of medicine that she had warmed up from the pot, turned around and went out, "Now take the medicine for Brother Song, and it will be time for dinner in half an hour."

Song Qingshu saw Zhang Wuji brought out the medicine for him and got up to pick it up, jokingly said, "I'll just get it myself, don't always do these things, always ask the leader of the Ming sect to bring me tea and medicine, I can't afford it .”

Zhang Wuji said, "I brought it out without any hassle. It has nothing to do with orders. Besides, you are not in good health. I should take care of you."

Song Qingshu appreciated his affection, but he didn't quite agree with what he said, so he sat down at the table and drank the medicine slowly, "You have to take care of people who are not in good health? Then you rebel army will fight a battle and you will be too busy to die? "

Zhang Wuji sat across from him and watched him drink the medicine, and asked casually, "How do you say that?"

Song Qingshu raised his head and smiled, "As the saying goes, if you kill an enemy ten thousand, you will lose three thousand. After a battle, even if you win a big victory, you will have many casualties. Regardless of the dead, just counting the wounded, every one of you, Master Zhang, will be killed." Go and personally wrap up your wounds and serve medicines, I'm afraid three heads and six arms are not enough for you."

Zhang Wuji said, "Brother Song, you are laughing at me. Naturally, there are soldiers in charge of medicine in the army to treat injuries. In fact, I really want to be a doctor in the army. I can definitely save many people, and I am not as many as the leader. Annoyance. Too bad it won't work!"

"What troubles have you encountered recently in teaching?" Song Qingshu heard from his words that there were some troublesome things recently.

Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, "Oh, brother Xu Shouhui was instigated by someone to plan to stand on his own in Xishui."

Xu Shouhui's name, Song Qingshu, has also been heard. He led the crowd to launch an uprising in Luotian, and the rebel army quickly conquered Huangzhou and Xishui. Do you think Mingjiao can stand on its own? It's courageous enough."

"No, he wants to establish himself as king and become emperor himself."

"Ah!" Song Qingshu's jaw almost dropped, "Xu Shouhui, a member of the Ming Cult, wants to be the emperor, so who is your leader?"

Zhang Wuji was very helpless, "These people are self-respecting, we are beyond our control, and it is difficult to control them. He even pretended to submit a letter, which means that he did not make decisions privately, but he reported it to me. I talked to Yang yesterday. Zuo Shi, uncle and the others discussed it all night, and finally decided that I should go to Xishui by myself and leave the day after tomorrow."

Song Qingshu said, "Since Xu Shouhui dared to send the letter, he must have made all the preparations, and you may not be able to stop it if you go."

Zhang Wuji said, "That's right, he is surrounded by that traitor Chen Youliang who instigates him, and I am also very troubled as to how to solve this matter. Besides, it will take at least a month or two. I don't feel too worried about you staying alone here."

"Chen Youliang?" Song Qingshu had dealt with Chen Youliang before, and knew very well that this person was treacherous and difficult to deal with.Zhang Wuji is magnanimous, if he encounters this kind of person, he might get his feet bound and find it difficult to deal with, "Zuo Yang will go with you?"

"No, the situation here is not as easy to deal with as Xu Shouhui's, and we can't do without people. Envoy Yang Zuo will be in Haozhou, and I will go to Xishui by myself."

Song Qingshu stood up, walked around the room twice, finally stopped and looked at Zhang Wuji and said seriously, "Master Zhang, if you trust me, take me to Xishui together, don't dare to say anything else, help you deal with Chen You, forgive me I still have a certain degree of certainty."

Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, "Yes, I can take you with me, so that I won't be afraid that if you stay here by yourself, you will be... disturbed."

Song Qingshu felt that what he said to himself was wrong, "What did you say?"