Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Hearing that familiar voice, Yin Qiu even forgot to get up from the ground for the first time, and immediately raised his head in surprise.

As if to make Yin Qiu see who he was, the man deliberately moved his steps and walked out of the shadows.

With the light cast from far away on the pasture, one can clearly see that the other party is a young woman. In the boundless evening wind, she is wearing a lilac-colored fluttering gauze dress with cross-necked waist and cuffs tightened. , The clean skirt is embroidered with elegant moon patterns, making her slender and tall, with a dignified figure.

This woman is at most 20 years old, with black hair and beautiful face, bright eyes and white teeth, her smile reveals a distinctive beauty and brightness, reserved and flamboyant coexistence, very free and unrestrained appearance.

As soon as he saw that face clearly, Yin Qiu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said in astonishment, "Fu, Fu Xiang...?"

Fu Xiang put away the long sword, smiled brightly at Yin Qiu, leaned over to help her, and jokingly said: "I beat you to the ground when we first met, what have you been doing in Jingyue Peak for the past few years?" ? Not too good at it.”

"Fu Xiang!" Yin Qiuxi raised his brows, hugged Fu Xiang tightly before he could stand still, and shouted, "Why did you come here!"

"Come to see you," Fu Xiang hugged Yin Qiu even harder, and said in a brisk tone, "You are too ruthless. You ran away when you saw me earlier, like seeing a ghost. Why, the first two days Yue just got through the letter, so this person doesn't recognize me?"

Yin Qiu was so excited that he was at a loss what to do. He stumbled and said, "I, I didn't recognize you. This place is pitch black, and I can't see anything clearly!"

Fu Xiang put his arms around Yin Qiu's neck, showing a hurt expression, and berated her: "Nonsense, you obviously didn't want to recognize me, and you hit me just now."

"Who hit you?" Yin Qiu immediately retorted, "Obviously you kicked me, and it hurts me so much."

Fu Xiang looked at her, and the smile on her face was a little more wicked. She raised her hand to touch Yin Qiu's chest, and said with a smile, "Then let me rub it for you?"

Yin Qiu hurriedly waved her hand away, scolding: "Who wants you to rub it? Don't be ashamed!"

"Then rub it for me." Fu Xiang immediately grabbed Yin Qiu's hand and moved it to his chest, "I also hurt."

Yin Qiubi was like a snake and scorpion, half amused and half helpless, said: "Why are you in pain? I didn't kick you!"

"My heart hurts," Fu Xiang grabbed Yin Qiu, "The way you turn around and run away hurts my heart so much, just rub it, rub it to get better."

Yin Qiu really had no choice but to pat her chest like ashes, and Fu Xiang immediately smiled and said, "Hey, it really doesn't hurt anymore, ah!"

"You hate it to death," Yin Qiu said, "I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still love to tease me like before."

"Oh, please give me some kind words." Fu Xiang said, "Don't scold me as soon as you meet, it will hurt your feelings."

Yin Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, and asked, "How did you end up in Yunjian City? You are here by such a coincidence."

Only then did Fu Xiang let go of Yin Qiu's hand, and then embraced Yin Qiu's shoulders, and replied: "I was going to Weicheng, and the Nine Immortals Hall will hold a general meeting soon. I went to visit on behalf of Mingyue Tower, but on the way I heard that you were here, so I just stopped by to have a look, thinking to meet you first."

"So powerful?" Yin Qiu was really surprised, "Who did you hear that I am here?"

Fu Xiang grinned, and said in a serious manner: "I am the young master of Mingyue Building, so why is it difficult to know your whereabouts? Send a few of your subordinates to investigate, and you will know everything?"

Yin Qiu laughed softly, cupped his hands and said, "Oh, I forgot that you are still a young master, I asked this question too much, please forgive me."

"You and I don't need to be polite," Fu Xiang put on airs and teased, "But then again, I came out to look for you secretly. I was just trying to see you, but I didn't expect to see you now. It's not the time to reminisce about the past, I have to go back as soon as possible later, we can only see you in Weicheng."

Yin Qiu glanced at her, and asked doubtfully, "Did you sneak out?"

"Do you think I'm useless? It's not easy to be a young landlord," Fu Xiang sighed. "We have exchanged letters in the past few years. You also know that my father has been strict with me. Since I returned to Mingyue Tower, I have basically I haven’t walked around the rivers and lakes much. In fact, this time he didn’t intend to let me go to Weicheng. They reported that if it hadn't been for the heavy rain these two days, they might not have agreed to stay in Yunjian City, and they would have to be busy on the road tomorrow."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Yin Qiu said, "It only takes two days to get to Weicheng from here, and the Mozitai meeting will take about ten days. After all, you are still the disciple of the master, and you are also a disciple of Yunhua Palace. Even now, it is reasonable to follow me back to the station, isn't it?"

Fu Xiang shrugged, and said angrily: "But what I say doesn't count. Butler Zhao is my father's confidant. He always has a straight face and is scarier than my father. Before he left, my father said, let me Everything is obeyed by him, how dare I not obey."

Yin Qiu smiled unkindly: "Then you are really aggrieved as a young landlord."

Fu Xiang sighed again: "Who says it's not?" After she finished speaking, a bright smile appeared on her face again, "But I'm already very happy to see you. This is an unexpected harvest. Anyway, when we arrive in Weicheng, we have plenty of time to catch up on the old days, and we don't care about this moment."

"That's true." Unexpectedly, after a hasty meeting, they would be separated soon, Yin Qiu couldn't hide his disappointment, "Then when are you leaving?"

"Let's wait a little longer," Fu Xiang said, looking at Yin Qiu carefully, with curved eyebrows, "My Xiao Qiu is still so beautiful, even more beautiful than before. With your current appearance, there must be someone in the palace." A lot of people have shown kindness to you, right?"

Yin Qiu smiled shyly: "No way, I stay at Jingyue Peak all day long, and I only deal with uncles and senior guards, and I don't have much contact with others."

Fu Xiang stared at her, smiling unfathomably: "Really?"

Yin Qiu said, "Why did you lie to me?"

"Since you have been following Uncle Man and those hidden guards all day long, and you have the master personally teaching martial arts, you must have extraordinary skills," Fu Xiang teased, "Why did you just get suppressed by me to death? no power?"

Of course Yin Qiu knew that she was joking with him, so he was not annoyed, he just drew his sword and said, "Just now I regarded you as a thief, I don't know your depth, so I don't want to fight with you rashly, now you try again?"

Seeing her posture, Fu Xiang burst out laughing with a "puchi", followed by drawing his sword, and happily said, "Okay, try!"

As soon as her words fell, the two jumped to the riverside in a tacit understanding, and they fought back and forth.

·

When Meng Jing left the backyard of the government office, it was already the beginning of Haishi.

After a few days of heavy rain, the snow everywhere was washed away. After the rain, there was no dust in Yunjian City, and the stone road was slippery and glistening with water.Meng Jing was sent to the door by two officers, and just as she got off the steps, a fine horse galloped past in front of her, and a snow-white man sat on the horse, so fast that only an afterimage could be seen in the cold wind, almost knocking Meng Jing away. Jing brushed against each other.

"Who is running horses like this at night!" An official rushed down to help Meng Jing, and when he looked back, the rider had disappeared at the corner of the street.

Meng Jing said "no problem", saluted the official, and walked along the street all the way to the post station. From a distance, he saw that the place was pitch black, even the lanterns were dimmed.

He left early today, but he didn't know that all his disciples had gone to play in the pasture on the outskirts of the city. Seeing that there was not even a disciple guarding the gate, Meng Jing's heart sank immediately, thinking that something happened, and hurried towards the gate. When he got closer, he saw a horse parked there again, and the door was still open.

Meng Jing didn't have the slightest force to approach him, and he didn't have a sword. He quickly glanced at the door twice, and was about to find a hidden place to watch in secret, but before he could move, he saw a snow-white figure passing through the door. Coming across the courtyard, he moved to her in the blink of an eye.

This person was wearing a dress as bright and clear as the moon, and a generous brocade robe, standing in the night, like a bright magnolia.

"Uncle?" Meng Jing was taken aback, "When did you come?"

Man Jiangxue stood at the door with an inexplicably indifferent look on her face. She held Ningshuang, which had turned into a long sword, and asked, "Where did everyone go?"

Meng Jing realized in an instant that the man on horseback was Man Jiangxue. He quickly replied, "I don't know. I went to the yamen early this morning to treat refugees, and I came back at this time."

There is not even a guard disciple left behind in such a large post station, not to mention Meng Jing, even Man Jiangxue felt strange, she raised her eyes to look at the market, it was already late at night, and there were no pedestrians in sight , seemed deserted.Man Jiangxue said: "Did anything happen on the way you came to Yunjian City?"

When Meng Jing heard this, he immediately thought about Yin Qiu vomiting blood, and almost blurted it out. Fortunately, he remembered Yin Qiu's advice in time, and replied: "Everything is fine, nothing happened."

Unexpectedly, Man Jiangxue deliberately asked again: "Where is Xiaoqiu?"

"She..." Meng Jing was a little hesitant, and after a moment's pause, he finally followed Yin Qiu's instructions, "She's fine."

Man Jiangxue is so perceptive. Naturally, she saw something was wrong from her brief hesitation just now. Man Jiangxue wanted to ask again, but suddenly she heard someone calling her at the end of the long street: "Uncle Man!"

The two turned their heads together, and saw a large group of disciples running over joyfully, all smiling and excited, as if they had encountered some happy event.

"Oh my god, it's Master Man!"

"Our Yunjian City is too lively these days? Even the uncle is here!"

"Why did Master Uncle suddenly come to our place? Rare visitor!"

……

These disciples only saw Man Jiangxue's demeanor in the year they entered the palace. Since they came to this Yunjian City, they have never seen any highly respected figures in the palace. , Seeing Man Jiangxue at this moment, they are all overjoyed, chattering and laughing non-stop.

Man Jiangxue listened quietly to their commotion, and did not find Yin Qiu among the crowd. She frowned and asked Bai Ling, "Where did Xiao Qiu go?"

Bai Ling and his disciples had a great time today, and the sweat on her head was still wet. She glanced into the station and said, "Xiaoqiu left before us, she didn't stay with us, maybe Did you fall asleep?"

When Man Jiangxue heard her words, the coldness on his face deepened: "She is not in the room."

Bai Ling was stunned: "Not in the room?" She glanced back and said, "But she has been back a long time ago, where can she go if she is not in the room?"

Seeing that Man Jiangxue's expression became more and more ugly, Meng Jing felt bad, and hurriedly asked: "So you are not staying at the inn today, where did you go? Why did you come back at this time?"

Hearing these words, Bai Ling finally noticed that Man Jiangxue's eyes were serious, and the gaze she was looking at her was not as gentle as usual.Bai Ling couldn't help feeling terrified, and stammered: "I, we went to the grassland on the outskirts of the city for a horse race..."

Hearing this, Meng Jing's face changed slightly, and he immediately looked at Man Jiangxue calmly.

Man Jiangxue stood up straight without saying a word.

The active atmosphere of talking and laughing just now suddenly fell silent. At this moment, the disciples clearly felt the invisible oppression emanating from Man Jiangxue's body. cold.

Now is the time when Yunhua Palace is being oppressed by many parties. The situation can be said to be very tense and unfavorable. The post disciples in the major states are being watched all the time. Their every move is related to the evaluation of outsiders, and they will directly As long as the Yunhua Palace's reputation in Jianghu is affected, as long as the brain is not in the water, they should know that they should be careful in life and try their best to remedy the deteriorating reputation.

Not to mention Man Jiangxue, even Meng Jing didn't expect that they would still be interested in going horse racing for fun.

Simply bullshit.

·

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the cold temperature was inexplicably colder than usual. The disciples lowered their heads and fell silent for a while, no one dared to move.

In the years since Bai Ling entered the palace, he has rarely seen Man Jiangxue's imposing appearance, and now he only feels his scalp numb and his hands and feet are cold.

Man Jiangxue didn't open his mouth to ask the crime, so the disciples could only stand humbly, like eggplants beaten by frost, secretly complaining in their hearts.

After waiting like this for quite a while, Bai Ling gritted his teeth and stepped forward: "Master, my disciples have neglected their duty today and left the inn without permission to seek pleasure. This violated the palace rules and ancestral precepts. Disciples know their mistakes, so please ask your teacher to help you." Uncle punish!"

After she finished speaking, she bent her knees and knelt down. Seeing this, the disciples behind her quickly followed Bai Ling and knelt down one by one.

Seeing them like this, Meng Jing naturally couldn't hold her head high, and immediately knelt down beside Man Jiangxue.

There were no lights inside and outside the post station, only the houses and buildings on the opposite side cast some dim light. Man Jiangxue took away Ningshuang, hung the dagger back to his waist, and looked at the kneeling people in front of him without saying a word. silhouette.

Her face was not very good-looking, and she never spoke.

The disciples knelt upright, wishing they could bury their heads on the ground.

When everyone was feeling uneasy, they suddenly heard a soft spring breeze voice from behind: "Uncle? Are you..."

Just by hearing the voice, the disciples knew who was coming, but they didn't dare to look back easily. Even Bai Ling kept his kneeling posture and remained motionless. Only Meng Jing was facing the street because of his position. , slowly raised his head, and looked behind the disciples.

The Zhubing in Yin Qiu's hand hadn't shrunk into a dagger yet, she held on to the sword, walked across the long stone road to the periphery of the crowd, and asked with a surprised look: "What happened?"

No one dared to answer her question, and Meng Jing lowered her head again after seeing her clearly.

Seeing this scene, Yin Qiu was greatly puzzled.

She had a sparring match with Fu Xiang by the river earlier, and she had a lot of fun and was in a good mood. Afterwards, the two talked for a while in the woods, and it took a long time before they reluctantly said goodbye.But when Yin Qiu returned to the pasture, she found that there was no one there. She thought that Bai Ling and the others should have returned to the post station first, so she walked back slowly all the way, but she didn't expect to see it before she got close. The river is full of snow.

Yin Qiu was overjoyed at first, but upon closer inspection, he found that all the disciples were kneeling at the door in unison. Seeing that Man Jiangxue's aura was frighteningly cold, he restrained himself from going forward to hug Man Jiangxue, and stood up. Went to Bai Ling's side.

The night was dark, and the evening wind blew Man Jiangxue's clean white clothes, and her slightly messy hair half covered her eyebrows and eyes. Yin Qiu stood in a daze, looking at Man Jiangxue quietly.

What happened?

Yin Qiu was puzzled.

Man Jiangxue looked at her expressionlessly for a while, and looked at Yin Qiu from head to toe. After confirming that she was intact and safe, Man Jiangxue turned around and said flatly, "Come in."

The disciples looked at each other, not knowing who she was speaking to, but seeing Yin Qiu leading the charge, they stood up cautiously and followed Yin Qiu into the post station.

After entering the interior, the sight became even more dizzy. The disciples felt the darkness and stood in the courtyard, continuing to kneel with great insight.Although Yin Qiu didn't know what was going on right now, he knew that Man Jiangxue must be reprimanding everyone for something, so he lighted the lamp understandingly, moved a chair under the porch, and served a pot of tea for Man Jiangxue.

Unexpectedly, she did all this well, but saw Man Jiangxue sitting down, holding the teacup without looking at her, and said: "You also kneel down for me."

Yin Qiu was taken aback, and thought to herself that she hadn't come back outside for half a day, and she didn't make any mistakes, so why would she have to kneel as a punishment?

Yin Qiu hesitated, "I..."

Man Jiangxue looked up at her.

Meeting those indifferent eyes, Yin Qiu's spine felt a chill, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat immediately.

At this moment, she didn't have any hesitation at all, and quickly flew from the porch to the courtyard, kneeling extremely crisply.

The author has something to say: Yin Qiu: I have been playing outside all day, and I did nothing wrong. Why is my uncle so angry?

Qiuqiu, died.

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