Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

Mingcheng is located by the river, and there are many ships and merchants coming and going. It is crowded with people on weekdays, and it is very lively.There are many hawkers in the streets and alleys, and many travelers and rivers and lakes shuttle through the streets, some in a hurry, and some with a happy face.

Standing in front of the gate of Hai Lan Zhuang, Hai Jing's gaze fell from the bronze beast with rings on the gate to the gilt plaque on the black background of the lintel, but he didn't step in for a long time.

Suddenly, the image of Hai Yingxing walking into this door when he was seven years old appeared in his mind.

At that time, Hai Yingxing turned her head kindly and said with a kind smile, "This will be your home from now on, and I will be your father."

Today, this door is still open, but my father will never go home with me again.

Hai Jing sighed silently, his eyes fell on the clean bluestone steps.He was about to start when a pair of gold-patterned black-soled boots suddenly appeared in his vision, and then an enthusiastic voice rang out, "Hai Jing, you are finally back! I am still worried that something happened to you at the Yueqing Inn !"

"Brother." Hai Jing raised his head, looked directly at Hai Yuan, and smiled slightly.

"Come in, I'll greet you right away!" Hai Yuan walked in with Hai Jing in his arms, ordered the servants to cook a good meal, and entered the hall with Hai Jing.

In the hall, there are golden nanmu tables and chairs in the center and on both sides, and a white-bottomed plaque hangs above it, with the words "Xingtianjiahai" written on it.Under the plaque, there are ink calligraphy and paintings, and the pen is like a dragon, with a magnificent momentum.

At this moment, four people were sitting on the chairs on both sides, and each of them had celadon tea bowls in their hands.Seeing Hai Jing, an old monk with white beard greeted him, his eyes were benevolent, and his whole body was full of dust.He clasped his hands together to Hai Jing, and spoke softly, "I've heard about the name of the second son of the Hai family for a long time, and I saw him today, he is indeed a good-looking talent with an extraordinary temperament."

When Hai Jing saw him, he recognized Master Xuanmo, the abbot of Tianfa Temple, and hurriedly replied, "Where is it, Master is too famous. The younger generation is really not as good as you were back then."

A well-dressed, bearded man at the side snorted coldly, "You're the one who caught the three villains? Why do you look as weak as a woman!"

Hai Jing looked sideways, with a smile still on his face, cupped his hands and said, "Isn't this the great disciple of the Huanlong Gang, Yue Wuyang? I've admired him for a long time."

After hearing this, the big man not only didn't return the salute, but instead spat contemptuously, pushed Hai Jing away rudely, and sat down swaggeringly, as if this place was not Hai Lan Zhuang, but his home.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, another young man in brocade clothes with a jade crown and hair tied gently held Hai Jing, and said with a smile: "Young Master Yue doesn't mean to be contemptuous. Although he is arrogant, he has a very upright temper. I also hope that Second Young Master will not get along with you." He cares."

Yue Wuyang heard the words, and said loudly: "Lian Zilan, don't talk too much!"

Hai Jing was worrying that he didn't know this young man, and when he heard this, he suddenly understood, and held Lian Zilan's hand back, "So you are Lian Zilan, the eldest son of Xuelian Pavilion, nice to meet you."

After speaking, he glanced at the last person sitting in the corner out of the corner of his eye.It was also a monk, sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, his body straight, as motionless as a Buddha statue looking down on everyone.His face was fair and delicate, extraordinary and refined, but there was an air of repulsion.

Seeing Hai Jing looking over there, Xuan Mo smiled and said, "That's the old monk's seventh junior brother Xuan Chen. Although he is young, he is very skilled. He is here to catch the smiling thief with us."

junior?Is this guy so senior? ...Although Hai Jing was puzzled in his heart, there was no fluctuation on his face, he just smiled and nodded to Master Xuan Mo.He was still wondering why several people from the eight sects gathered here, but now he realized that it was to protect Xue Ying and catch the smiling thief.

At this time, a tall man slowly walked into the hall, waving a fan, passed the crowd and came to Haiyuan.The man's appearance is very ordinary, but his slender eyes are full of cunning light, which makes people chill for no reason.His every move is just right, as if every time he does something, he will calculate it in advance.

"Master, I'm sorry I'm late." The man bowed to Hai Yuan, turned his head to look at Hai Jing, his eyes turned sharply, "Xing Wushuang, the second son must have heard my name."

Hai Jing smiled, "Of course, among the four Lone Rangers, Xing Wushuang, who is the 'wisdom unparalleled', your name has long been known. Did you come here this time to track down the Smiley Thief?"

"That's right, the reason why Master Haizhuang gathered us here is to catch the Smiley Thief. In order to rob young girls, that fellow even killed people and set fire to them, causing countless families to be destroyed. It's really full of evil!" Xing Wushuang slapped He folded his fan, smiling confidently, "No matter how good his lightness kung fu is, no matter how good his kung fu is, as long as he dares to come again, he will never be able to escape our encirclement!"

Hai Yuan looked at the crowd, his eyes were full of gratitude, "Everyone can do this for me, thank you so much!"

Hai Jing looked at the few people in the hall talking politely, laughed inexplicably, and stepped aside, thinking that Xue Ying's safety is now guaranteed, and he only needs to concentrate on investigating Nether Valley.

Thinking about it, Hai Jing unconsciously glanced at Xuanchen. During the conversation, this person just sat quietly at the side from the beginning to the end, as if he had already settled down.

He was looking at Xuan Chen when Hai Yuan suddenly came in front of him, with a slightly embarrassed expression but very sincere, "Hai Jing, go and see your mother."

Hai Jing looked at Hai Yuan with a half-smile, "She has never admitted that I am from the Hai family."

"I know she has some prejudices against you, but she is the old lady of the Hai family after all, and she must be courteous."

"Okay, I see." After hearing Hai Yuan's words, Hai Jing got impatient and walked out the door.

However, before he could walk out, a man and a woman walked towards him.The man was wearing a brocade long gown, handsome, with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, he looked like a dude, and his smile was slightly sinister.

The woman was wearing a cherry-colored skirt, delicate and exquisite, always half-hidden behind the man, with a trace of shyness in her purity, able to arouse all desires for protection in people's hearts.

For a moment, everyone in the hall fell silent and looked at the two of them silently.Lian Zilan bowed his hands politely to the two of them and said, "Mr. Xue, Miss Xue."

Yue Wuyang stared at Xue Ying, his eyes were almost infatuated.Xue Ying smiled at everyone timidly, then walked towards Haiyuan, gently grabbed his cuff, and snuggled up to his side like a delicate flower.

Hai Yuan immediately brought the two of them to Hai Jing, introduced them, and said with a smile: "Now we are a family, we can take care of each other more on weekdays."

Xue Fu raised his eyebrows and looked at him up and down, rolled his eyes meaningfully, and licked the corners of his mouth, "So you are Hai Jing, I have heard your name for a long time, and I am indeed not disappointed."

He looked at Hai Jing with an unknown meaning, like a hand walking on the skin, not letting go of any inch.Although Hai Jing was uncomfortable with him, he stepped forward without hesitation, and looked straight into his eyes, "I will never let people down, but Mr. Xue should not disappoint my elder brother and me."

Hai Yuan's face froze when he heard that, and just as he was about to say something, Xue Fu leaned in front of Hai Jing, "Of course I won't let you down, as long as you want, I can take good care of you."

His voice was frivolous, and his breath made people's hearts flutter, every word and every sentence contained a different meaning.Hai Jing also moved closer to him, but his soft words were full of chills, like a snowstorm passing by, freezing the teasing in an instant, "Don't worry, my lord, Hai Jing has grown up so much, he has always taken care of himself."

He bypassed Xue Fu, said hello to Xue Ying, and left without looking at the three of them again.Haiyuan coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then led Xue Fu and Xue Ying, who were full of displeasure, to sit down.

Going out along the path, bypassing pavilions and winding corridors, Hai Jing finally came to the front of Hai Yingxing's wife Liu's courtyard.Looking at the flowing water on the small bridge in the courtyard, and the remaining flowers flying red, Hai Jing clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves into fists, pursed his lips lightly and narrowed his eyes.

At this time, two of Liu's maids came over, and when they saw Hai Jing, they both showed impatience, turned around and left.

Hai Jing stepped forward to stop them, and smiled, "I'm here to see Madam, please both of you inform me."

One of the maids glanced at him coldly, and the other curled her lips and said angrily, "Okay, but Madam may not want to see you."

After a while, the maid came back and said that Mrs. Liu did not see Hai Jing.

Hai Jing stopped talking and left immediately, muttering, "Hai Yuan, you can't blame me for this."

The two maids looked at each other and turned back to the room.Inside the house, under the hanging silk gauze tent, a middle-aged woman who still retains her charm is sitting. The dark purple skirt is embroidered with flowers, and the pearls are shining on the blue silk.

There was a flower frame in front of her, and she was staring at the blood on the index finger that was pricked by the needle, her face was full of anger, "That bastard still has the face to come back, do you really think you are from the Hai family?"

"Ma'am!" Seeing that Mrs. Liu had pricked her finger, the two maids immediately stepped forward in panic.

"Back off!" Liu said coldly, throwing the embroidery needles on the table.

Seeing that the maid had left the room, she got up and walked slowly to the Linghua mirror, tracing her beautiful face with her fingertips, her eyes were full of sorrow and unwillingness, "Hai Yingxing, how can I be inferior to that person! You even His son is not willing to stay with me when he brings him back to the Hai family!"

As she spoke, her tone was trembling, and tears rolled down her cheeks, silently dripping onto the delicate pattern of her skirt.

After dinner, Hai Jing returned to his room.The furnishings in the room have not changed since they left that year. There is only an elm canopy bed carved with wishful cloud patterns, a pair of nanmu desks, chairs and bookcases, and a pot of orchids is placed by the window. It looks simple and plain without any exquisiteness. thing.Previously, Haiyuan had sent someone to clean it, so the room was spotless and extremely tidy.

After tidying up the bedding, he walked out of the room and came to the courtyard.Across a bamboo fence, the other courtyard used to be Hai Yingxing's study. Hai Jing looked at the continuous maple trees in the courtyard, and couldn't help walking in.

The branches and leaves swaying in the wind are more red than fire, and under the glow of the sunset, they are even more brilliant like clouds.He still remembers that when Hai Yingxing took his nine-year-old him to plant the maple trees, the two buried each seed with their own hands, watched them take root and germinate, and watched them grow into trees and fall leaves.

Now the maple forest is still there, and the sky is still full of red clouds, but the old man is separated forever.

Hai Jing sighed lightly, but a voice followed his sigh.

It was a woman's low cry, thin and frightened.Hai Jing's eyes froze, and he flew in the direction of the sound.But what greeted him in front were a few silver stars.

The hidden mark is still two zhang away, and the cold light is already approaching the door, the person who comes is obviously a master of using hidden weapons.

Hai Jing didn't have time to dodge, he leaned back suddenly, and slid forward a few feet like a fish, the hidden mark brushed against his cheek, and nailed into the maple tree with a few aggressive sounds.

The swaying red maple was shaken to sprinkle pieces, Hai Jing waved his sleeves, picked up a few fallen leaves, and threw them forward.I saw the maple leaf flying straight out, like a blade, causing the whistling wind.

A scream sounded, Hai Jing stepped forward quickly, and saw a stream of blood on the ground accompanied by maple leaves, but the injured person had disappeared.

There were murmurs from the woods nearby, which sounded like Xue Ying's voice.Hai Jing turned around and walked towards the depths of the maple forest, unconsciously narrowing her eyes slightly.