Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

Song Qingshu showed great interest in the tender little bun, poking the tender little face with his fingers from time to time, or wrapping the child's hand clenched into a fist.Of course, sometimes an upset child who is disturbed in his sleep will cry out loud, very loudly.At this time, Song Qingshu would touch his nose and avoid it, watching his mother rush in quickly and skillfully coaxing the child.

As for Zhang Wuji, almost all of his attention was on Song Qingshu, and he had no complaints about him making the child cry, and he rarely even looked at Little Baozi on weekdays.After Song Qingshu found out that Zhang Wuji didn't seem to want to see children, he immediately said in displeasure, "You don't like my son?"

Zhang Wuji squatted in front of him, held his hands, was silent for a while, and said, "No, I just blame myself for making you suffer this kind of pain, and I almost lost you."

Song Qingshu thought of the pain during childbirth that day, and his complexion became bad, but seeing the expression in Zhang Wuji's eyes, he knew that he was not feeling well either, so he helped him to sit on the side, leaning his head gently on his shoulder, just softly Said, "He is our child."

Zhang Wuji hugged his senior brother in his arms, his eyes gradually softened when he heard his words, and he responded in a low voice.

Afterwards, probably because he figured it out, or because Song Qingshu's words touched the softness in his heart, Zhang Wuji became a full-time baby daddy, took the child from Song's mother, and put him in the small crib beside the bed.From feeding the baby to changing diapers, I did everything by myself. Although it was a bit messy at first, under the guidance of Song's mother, I was able to handle it skillfully and quickly.

On the other hand, Song Qingshu teased the child every day. When the child was three months old, the child would giggle and sometimes babble, which made Song Qingshu even more interested.Zhang Wuji accompanied him to watch him amused, and was responsible for coaxing the child when he was crying.

In this way, the weather gradually warmed up, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji also began to practice the Nine Yin Manual, but Song Qingshu couldn't get through the threshold, every time he practiced according to the Nine Yin Manual, the feminine internal force would soon be absorbed by the body. The masculine inner force melts away.But Zhang Wuji quickly entered the state, but the nine yin internal forces and the nine yang internal forces co-exist in the body, one strong and one weak, and did not form the Tai Chi circle diagram Zhang Sanfeng said.

After Zhang Sanfeng heard about the situation of the two, he was even more worried about Zhang Wuji's situation. Although Zhang Wuji had successfully practiced the Nine Yin Manual and produced feminine inner strength, he did not complete the Tai Chi circle diagram in his body to transform the Yin and Yang inner strength into each other. He stored two opposing internal forces in his body. Now the nine-yin internal force is weak and can still be controlled. If the nine-yin internal force catches up with the nine-yang internal force in the future, if Zhang Wuji still cannot form a Tai Chi circle diagram in his body to make Yin and Yang Transformation, I am afraid that the meridians will not be able to withstand the collision of the two internal forces in the body, and the result can be imagined.

Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to worry and order Zhang Wuji to stop practicing the Nine Yin Manual, and wait for him to find a solution.

Zhang Wuji himself was not worried, he just asked Song Qingshu not to practice, lest there be danger.Song Qingshu heard Zhang Sanfeng say that it was so dangerous, Yin and Yang coexisted, if they couldn't be fused together, there would be a body bomb at that time, seeing that Zhang Wuji didn't care, he stretched out his hand to flick his forehead vigorously, and solemnly told Zhang Wuji to listen For Zhang Sanfeng, stop practicing first.

Seeing that his senior brother cared so much about him, Zhang Wuji immediately smiled and nodded obediently.

At this time, the child will only be given an official name when he is one year old, and before the first year of life, he will be called by a nickname, so everyone started a discussion on this nickname, and finally decided after Song Qingshu jokingly called out the name "Xiao Chong". down.This child was originally conceived because of a Gu worm, but it was just a little worm.

Although Mother Song felt that calling her baby grandson Xiaochong was a bit offensive, in ancient times, it was important to choose a nickname that was as cheap as possible, because the old man always said that such a child would be easy to support, and this name was proposed by her own son, and the child’s The other father, Zhang Wuji, had no objection either, neither did Song's mother.

Xiaochong grew up day by day, very well-behaved, although Song Qingshu often made his eyes watery, but every time Song Qingshu teased him, he would still giggle out of face.Song Qingshu became a father for the first time in two lifetimes and conceived by himself, so naturally he loves the child very much.

Although Zhang Wuji was a little upset that his son distracted his senior brother's attention, he really loved his son.Sometimes watching Xiao Chong get teary-eyed by Song Qingshu and then burst into tears, Zhang Wuji would walk over to pick up the child and gently coax him under the eyes of his senior brother asking for help.

Yang Buhui's child's nickname is Xiaocao. Song Qingshu met him before, and thought he looked more like Yin Liting. He secretly thought that he was not as good-looking as his own Xiao Chong.Going back to the yard, he picked up his sleeping son, and poked a few red marks on his tender cheeks with his fingers. The little bug closed his eyes and cried out loudly. Song Qingshu still teased him cheerfully.

In the end, Song's mother couldn't stand it anymore, snatched the child away, patted and coaxed the child distressedly, and said a few words to Song Qingshu.Song Qingshu touched his nose awkwardly, and pulled Zhang Wuji into the room.

When the child was five months old, news came from Mingjiao that Wang Baobao, the son of King Ruyang of Mongolia, was going to hold a lion-slaying meeting on the Dragon Boat Festival. And it was also said that if there are people with high martial arts who are willing to serve the imperial court, whether it is gold, silver, treasures, or high officials and rich salary, they can propose it.

Back then when Xie Xun's family was murdered by Cheng Kun, they vented their grievances on many innocent people, even the Kongjian monk of the Shaolin sect died under Xie Xun's hands, but now that the Ming religion is powerful, a group of martial arts people dare not seek revenge.

Now that Wang Baobao is acting like this, I'm afraid that many people will flock to him, not to mention that Wang Baobao is tempted by fame, wealth and lust, and there are some people in the martial arts who are full of greed. It will bring trouble to the anti-Yuan army that is now formed.

Fortunately, the news that the dragon-slaying knife was broken has been released, otherwise there will be a group of people who covet the treasured knife.This time the news was clear, but Zhang Wuji had no choice but to leave. Song Qingshu just hesitated all night before deciding to leave with Zhang Wuji.The child stayed in Wudang Mountain and was taken care of by Song's mother.

Going down the mountain with Zhang Wuji, one is because the child has been staying on the mountain all this time, it is really a bit boring, and I want to go down the mountain to exercise my muscles; Zha Yadu and Zhao Min were used as hostages. Presumably both the Seventh Palace and the Ruyang Palace hated Zhang Wuji very much. This time they must have opened up a net, just waiting for Zhang Wuji to get in.

Although he knew that Zhang Wuji was strong in martial arts and resourceful, and had a group of capable people under his command, Song Qingshu couldn't help but worry, and finally decided to leave with him.After Zhang Wuji knew his decision, his deep eyes were full of affection that was about to overflow, almost making people addicted.

Song Qingshu looked away unnaturally, and said with a somewhat erratic gaze: "I just want to go down the mountain to have fun, and I'm not worried about you."

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Song Qingshu knew that he was wrong. Isn't this place without 300 taels of silver?Zhang Wuji raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "I like senior brother to be by my side."

After receiving the news, he didn't stay in Wudang Mountain for a long time. On the day of leaving, Song Qingshu reluctantly kissed the white and tender little bun held by Song's mother. With bright black eyes, she had no idea that the two fathers were leaving.

This time, except for Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting who stayed in Wudang Mountain, the rest of the masters followed down the mountain. Wei Yixiao and the others were already waiting at the foot of the mountain with their horses.

Speeding along the way, the closer you get to Dadu, the more and more martial arts people are carrying swords along the way, but when you see Zhang Wuji and others, they have different expressions, and some of them hurriedly avoid without saying a word, presumably they all have enmity with Xie Xun Or they went for Wang Baobao's wealth, fame and fortune, and if they came forward to say hello with a smile, although it may not be a good intention, at least there is still the possibility of becoming an ally.

The crowd did not directly enter Dadu, but stayed at a sub-altar close to Dadu for one night, and made a simple plan.Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu, Wei Yixiao and other three light kung fu masters first entered Dadu to inquire about news. They used blue fireworks as a signal, and if they sounded, it meant there was danger.

Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu and Wei Yixiao were disciples who were good at disguise in the Ming Cult, and they changed their costumes, pretending to be a family of three.Wei Yixiao was turned into a white-haired old man with a hunchback, and the wrinkles on his face were so realistic that Song Qingshu was very surprised.

But Song Qingshu was turned into the old man's son, his face was painted with yellow liquid to cover his fair skin, his hair was covered with a hat, and he was changed into coarse clothes, making him an ordinary country boy.

But what makes Song Qingshu laugh the most is that Zhang Wuji is actually dressed as a woman. His eyebrows are exquisite, although his skin is a little dark, but it is still eye-catching. Putting on a loose woman's clothing, he is completely a beautiful village woman. The only flaw is that they are much taller than ordinary women, but most Mongolians are tall, so it doesn't look unusual.

Song Qingshu cast an admiring look at the disciple who dared to disguise the leader as a woman. The disciple touched his nose with a wry smile and did not speak.In fact, what Song Qingshu didn't know was that this time Zhang Wuji asked for it himself, because he wanted to walk on the street with his senior brother as husband and wife, but he knew that his senior brother would definitely not be willing to dress up as a woman, so he took the initiative to let the disciple like this.The disciple originally wanted to make the two of them brothers, but he didn't expect the leader to make such a request. Although he felt weird in his heart, he still acted according to his words.

However, this greatly reduces the chance of being recognized, because no one would have thought that the dignified Mingjiao leader would actually dress up as a woman, walk down the street with a low eyebrow and a basket in his hand.

Even Yu Lianzhou and other acquaintances didn't recognize Zhang Wuji after he was dressed up.After Song Qingshu and Wei Yixiao came out one after another, they looked at Zhang Wuji with weird eyes, looked at each other for a long time and lowered their heads, trying to hold back the smile that rose from the corner of their mouths.

Zhang Wuji dragged Song Qingshu to the outside, and asked with a smile, "Brother, is it good looking?"

Song Qingshu turned his head to look. Although his complexion was darker due to the drug, he couldn't hide his delicate eyebrows and eyes. The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, his eyes were deep, and his clear and bright pupils seemed to be able to suck people in. He combed the hair of a young woman. Like many women, they are wrapped in a piece of floral cloth and dressed in coarse cloth.But looking at Zhang Wuji smiling at him like this, Song Qingshu felt that he was even more beautiful than Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao and other women he had seen before.

Song Qingshu raised Zhang Wuji's chin, stamped on his lips, and said with a teasing smile: "My wife is naturally beautiful."

Zhang Wuji held down his head that was about to evacuate, rushed in passionately, kissed him hard, and then let go.Song Qingshu panted and gave him a blank look, then turned around and saw Wei Yixiao standing beside him with his hands behind his back, as if I didn't see anything.A blush appeared on Song Qingshu's face, he glanced at Zhang Wuji, and strode forward.

Zhang Wuji licked his lips eagerly, and called out in a raised voice, "Sir, wait for me."

Song Qingshu, who was striding ahead, staggered a bit when he heard the gentle sound, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, but he thought it was funny, so he finally stopped, and as soon as he turned around, he was embraced by Zhang Wuji who rushed over. Qi Qinggong moved forward, Wei Yixiao, who had been forgotten aside, hurried to catch up.

When they arrived at the place where there were people, the three finally resumed their respective roles. Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu supported Wei Yixiao, who was hunched over, on the left and right, and walked slowly into the city.

Sure enough, the capital city was heavily guarded. Soldiers wearing armor patrolled back and forth in groups of three or five. The heads of Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu were pasted on the roadside bulletin boards, and it was also stated that as long as they reported it, they could get a hundred taels of gold. It is said to be a huge fortune.

Fortunately, both Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji have changed their outfits now, and the portraits of this era are not very similar to real people. According to the current appearance of the two, if it is not carefully checked by someone familiar with them, this portrait alone is likely to be true. Couldn't recognize the two of them.

It was already mid-April, not far from the Dragon Boat Festival, and the three of them planned to go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion and Ruyang Prince's Mansion after dark to investigate, but unexpectedly, there was a curfew in the city, and no one was allowed to go out for activities at night.And as the sky got darker, there were more guards on the street, and there were many masters among them.

In the end, the three of them had no choice but to find an inn to live in. Because they were just ordinary people at the moment, the three of them only had an ordinary room for one night.For several days, the city was heavily guarded, and those who disturbed the law were either killed on the spot or arrested.Some of them were good at martial arts, and after resisting for a while, they were beheaded on the spot by several masters who rushed over.

Although the martial arts of the three are strong, if they are really trapped, no matter how good the lightness kung fu is, it will be useless when there is nowhere to land in a crowd of people. In the end, they can only be supported by the opponent's crowd tactics until they are exhausted. Until there is no resistance.

The precautions in this metropolitan city were well-prepared, and it was obvious that Zhang Wuji would not disregard Xie Xun's life or death. He was afraid that once Zhang Wuji appeared, there would be a net of heaven and earth waiting for him.

"Damn it, let our Mingjiao brothers organize an army to rush in. It's best to go straight into the imperial city and kill that dog emperor." Wei Yixiao squatted on a chair and shouted. There was no progress in the past few days, and he was still held back In this small room, he really felt aggrieved.

Song Qingshu also frowned, looking at the expressionless Zhang Wuji, knowing that he was worried, he held his hand and tightened it comfortingly.Zhang Wuji smiled at him, indicating that he was fine.

Wei Yixiao naturally just yelled, now that Xie Xun is in the opponent's hands, if the army fights openly, I'm afraid Xie Xun will become a hostage instead, and the situation is even worse.And because Wang Baobao released the news late, it was too late to dispatch manpower, so he could only dispatch the nearby masters as much as possible.

Because it was agreed with Yu Lianzhou and the others that if there is no progress within seven days, they have to go out of the city and return to the sub-altar to discuss again. This night is the last night. After spending time inside, at the second watch, there was a sudden thunder, and it rained heavily after a while.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was pitch black all around. The three of Zhang Wuji looked at each other, and without saying a word, they changed into black night clothes and a black cloth scarf around their heads, and jumped into the rain.Soybean-sized raindrops hit their bodies, and the three of them were soaked to the skin in no time.

Although the three of them haven't found any clues about Xie Xun in the past few days, they have figured out the nearby alleys. At this time, the three of them are running in the alleys in the dark, avoiding the patrolling guards from time to time, and heading towards the Ruyang Palace. direction.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, illuminating the surrounding area. Every time he heard the sound of thunder, Song Qingshu would drag Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao to a dark place to avoid being discovered by the guards when the lightning flashed.After such a few times, Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao naturally figured out the rules, and each time they were able to avoid the bright moment of thunder and lightning in time.

When you get close to the Ruyang Palace, you can see the masters standing on the roof of the Ruyang Palace from a distance. They come and go on the roof from time to time, shuttle and jump past. find.

Moreover, judging from the light posture between the vertical jumps, they are all masters. These people should be masters recruited by the Ruyang Palace, and they will inevitably meet each other on weekdays. This also rules out the possibility of being impersonated by others. It seems that Wang Baobao is sufficient Learned from the previous few times when Zhang Wuji pretended to be a subordinate.

With such a tight defense, if they go again, they will definitely be discovered, and the three of them have no choice but to retreat.

The cosmetics used by the Mingjiao disciples were very effective, and there was no abnormality after being drenched in heavy rain. On the second day, the three of them put on coarse clothes again, combed their hair again, and retreated from the room to the gate of the city.

Just as a group of people lined up and slowly moved towards the city gate, suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes, a group of people approached, and one person in the middle, with a golden crown on his head, stepped off a tall white horse, wearing a brocade robe. , it is Wang Baobao, the son of Prince Ruyang.A guard next to him took a few steps forward and said loudly: "The little prince has an order. From tomorrow onwards, only entry and no exit is allowed in the capital."

All the warriors at the city gate bowed and saluted together, saying: "Yes."

Wang Baobao clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and was about to turn around and leave when he pulled the rein suddenly, pointed the whip in his hand at the crowd, and said, "You, raise your head."

Ever since Wang Baobao appeared, Song Qingshu and the others had been vigilant, shrinking their bodies behind the others indistinctly, with their heads lowered.Hearing Wang Baobao's words at this time, the reaction of the three of them was the same as that of other people around them. First they raised their heads to look at Wang Baobao in panic, then lowered their heads in fear and shrank their bodies.

Wang Baobao looked at the dark face, the village girl's attire, and the timid look in his eyes, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but when he saw the eyebrows and eyes that resembled the delicate face in his mind, he immediately Waving his hand, the guards under him walked towards Zhang Wuji knowing how to read his face.