Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Stepping into Jingyue Peak again, Yin Qiu was happier than the first time.

There was still no one on the top of the peak, and the whole hall was brightly lit, and there were no extra people walking around. After the two arrived, Man Jiangxue called the dark guard to order the meals, and specially explained many of Yin Qiu's favorite dishes.

Incense was burning in the room, which was Man Jiangxue's unique smell. Yin Qiu happily ran around in the hall, and finally jumped into Man Jiangxue's arms, saying: "Master, it's too deserted here. , do you want to be more lively after I come?"

Man Jiangxue said, "Of course."

"Then I often come to accompany Master Uncle, okay?" Yin Qiu said very caringly.

"Of course it's good," Man Jiangxue said, "If you want to come to my place, just tell Zhilan."

It was still snowing outside, so it was not suitable to walk around, so the two sat down in the palace. Considering that the food would not arrive until a while later, Man Jiangxue asked Yin Qiu to practice the sword skills he had learned recently. Fortunately, the palace is spacious enough There were not many decorations, so Yin Qiu asked Man Jiangxue's Ningshuang sword to use, and danced in the hall in style.

On the way to Liucang Mountain, Yin Qiu also practiced sword in front of Man Jiangxue many times, and also received a lot of advice from her. It didn't take long for Yin Qiu to make a lot of progress, which became more and more impressive.

Man Jiangxue stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at Yin Qiu quietly from the side, only to feel that the child's posture became more and more agile, and his gestures and movements had a different kind of momentum. Looking at him from afar, he really looked like the shadow of Shen Mandong back then .

"Uncle Master's sword is really good." After the sword dance, Yin Qiu held Ningshuang and couldn't put it down.

"I've made so much progress in just a short period of time," Man Jiangxue expressed relief, "It seems that he has worked hard."

Like Yin Qiu who practiced day and night, and with the guidance of Gongzi Fan, no matter how stupid a bird is, it should be able to fly, but being praised by Man Jiangxue, Yin Qiu was somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I If you want to be as good as Master Uncle, of course you have to work hard."

"Kung Fu is qualified," Man Jiangxue went to the desk, "Then let's see how your handwriting is doing."

There was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case, everything was ready, Yin Qiu suddenly remembered that he hadn’t seen Man Jiangxue’s handwriting before, so he searched for it: “Where is the handwriting of Master Uncle? I want to see yours too. "

Man Jiangxue said: "The pile in the corner, look for yourself."

Yin Qiu turned his head and saw a few painting tubes placed under the window, and there were a lot of letters in them, so he picked out a few with great interest to read, even though Yin Qiu didn't know many characters at present, he could To distinguish the beauty and ugliness of the handwriting, I saw that the brush and ink on it were fresh and elegant, vigorous and powerful, penetrating through the back of the paper with each stroke, but yet elegant, horizontally like the edge of a knife, vertically like the tip of a sword, curved like a crescent moon, and ink dots like water droplets , at first glance, it looks chic and handsome, like a cloud and a dragon, which is breathtaking.

In the past, when Man Jiangxue taught Yin Qiu to read, he also wrote some, but they were all scattered individuals. Now seeing these series of ink treasures, Yin Qiu was deeply shocked, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Uncle Shi's calligraphy is really amazing. It's beautiful! How many years does it take to practice?"

"Practicing calligraphy is the same as practicing swords," Man Jiangxue said, "It takes years and months of hard work."

"It's much more beautiful than my mother's handwriting," Yin Qiu envied, "I thought my handwriting was like that, and I was praised by my master. I saw my uncle's handwriting, and mine was like an ant crawling out. Yes, it's too ugly!"

Man Jiangxue smiled: "You are talented, as long as you study hard, you can write well in time."

Yin Qiudun felt that the road ahead was not easy for him. Man Jiangxue was not only good at kung fu, but also good at swordsmanship, and even calligraphy. If she wants to be like Man Jiangxue, she must be really busy. She's half good.

"Such beautiful pens and inks are piled up in the corner," Yin Qiu showed pity, "why didn't the uncle keep them properly?"

"It's just written by hand, there's nothing to keep." Man Jiangxue said in a casual tone.

Handwritten?Yin Qiu was dumbfounded, these words really made her feel ashamed.

Seeing her shocked face, Man Jiangxue couldn't help laughing, it happened that the disciple of the secret guard had already delivered the food, so Man Jiangxue said: "Let's put it down first, it's not too late to watch when you're full."

The two ate together, and Yin Qiu was full. After the meal, he ate a lot of desserts and fruits, and his stomach was full.

Yin Qiu thought of Fu Xianglai again, she was not in the mood, she must have slept in the room without eating, Yin Qiu asked Man Jiangxue to call the disciples of the dark guards, and prepare a meal later, planning to Bring it to Fu Xiang after returning to the disciple's courtyard.

"I heard from Fu Xiang that his father is getting married," Yin Qiu asked, "Is it true?"

"A letter came a few days ago," Man Jiangxue said, "On the day of Shangyuan Festival, my senior sister and I have to go to Mingyue Tower to congratulate us."

"Then can I follow?" Yin Qiu asked quickly.

"What are you going to do?" Man Jiangxue glanced at her, "It's the end of the new year soon, and it's time to try again in the future. You missed a few days of class, and you should make up in time."

Yin Qiu thought of Fu Xiang's lost appearance before, and said, "Fu Xiang is not very happy. I just want to accompany her. She hasn't stayed in Mingyue Tower for a few days since she was born. She doesn't know her family well. I'll go to see her." Is there someone to talk to anyway?"

However, Man Jiangxue was silent for a moment, and said: "In the letter from Master Fu, Fu Xiang was not asked to go back."

Yin Qiu was stunned: "Didn't tell her to go back? What's the reason?"

When the father remarried, he didn't want his daughter to go home to the wedding banquet?

Yin Qiu frowned: "Why is this..."

·

The sky gradually darkened, and the lamps in the main hall were fully lit. Compared with the gloomy outside, the inside of the house can be said to be as bright as day.

After eating and drinking, Yin Qiu sat in front of the desk and practiced calligraphy, while Man Jiangxue leaned on the bench behind Yin Qiu holding a book.

It's strange to say that Yin Qiu is always very focused when practicing calligraphy alone in the disciple's room, but she is in the same room with Man Jiangxue at the moment, but she can't calm down, and she can't help turning her head to look at Man Jiangxue. Call her now and then.

Every time she called "Master Uncle", Man Jiangxue responded, but she didn't talk too much to her, and Man Jiangxue just smiled lightly and didn't feel bothered.

It was snowing heavily outside the Xuan window, and the cold wind was blowing mercilessly. Yin Qiu looked at the scenery outside and listened to the crackling of the charcoal fire in the house, and gradually became a little sleepy. When Xue asked her why she couldn't sleep well at night, she showed her feet again. With a swipe of a pen, she wrote "Man Jiangxue" on the rice paper profusely.

"Uncle, do you think my writing is good?" Yin Qiu held up the paper and faced Man Jiangxue.

"Fair." Man Jiangxue's lips curved slightly when she saw those words.

"Master's uncle is called Man Jiangxue," Yin Qiuqiang tried to find something to say, "do you have a sister named Man Yuanchun?"

"..."

Man Jiangxue paused while holding the book, without raising her head, she said, "Then you also have a sister named Yin Dong?"

Yin Qiu laughed out loud, thinking the conversation was very interesting, and said, "It's a pity that my mother only gave birth to me, otherwise I could have all the seasons." Speaking of this, she asked Man Jiangxue again, "I She was born in winter, but why is her name autumn?"

Man Jiangxue replied without hesitation: "Senior sister and Yin Xuan met in autumn, and she has always liked autumn, because every autumn, the maple trees on Liucang Mountain are thick, so I named you autumn. .”

Yin Qiu suddenly realized, and then remembered the conversation with Gongzi Fan that night, so he asked again: "Uncle Shi, I have a question to ask you."

Man Jiangxue made a "please" gesture.

"Your question is that there is no date for return, and the night rain in Bashan floods the autumn pond." Yin Qiu said, "What does this poem mean?"

After hearing this, Man Jiangxue asked, "Where did you hear that?"

Yin Qiu choked, and said without changing his face, "Master read it."

Man Jiangxue said: "My master only knows how to recite poems, but he didn't teach you what the poems mean?"

Yin Qiu dodged his eyes and scratched his head: "I was sleepy in class, so I didn't listen..."

Man Jiangxue said: "It's a shame to say that I'm sleepy."

Yin Qiu sneered twice: "Since you asked about the date of return, how did you say that it rained at night in Bashan? Isn't that the answer to the question?"

Man Jiangxue said: "Appreciation and analysis of poems should not only read one sentence, but also what is written in the whole poem. There is another sentence after this, why cut the candles in the west window together, but talk about the rainy night in Bashan."

Yin Qiu silently read it several times, and then heard Man Jiangxue say: "You asked me when I will return, but I don't know. The torrential rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond, and the return date is far away. When will we meet again? I will stand with you and cut candles by the west window, and then I will tell you in detail The scene of night rain in Bashan."

Yin Qiu only half understood what he heard.

"You just need to remember that all the words of scenery are love words," Man Jiangxue said, "The poet talked about the rain in Bashan to express his inner yearning for the greetings. There is nostalgia for a long time, the loneliness in front of me, and the anticipation and joy of reuniting in the future, it is a good poem of simplicity and affection."

Yin Qiu pondered: "So the poet misses the person who greets him? Do you still want to see him soon?"

Man Jiangxue let out a "huh".

Yin Qiu was surprised, and said slowly: "Then if a woman wrote this poem to a man, what does it mean?"

Man Jiangxue said: "That means she falls in love with this man, but she can't meet him as soon as possible, so she expresses her feelings in poems."

Yin Qiu was slightly taken aback.

This poem was written by mother to Young Master Fan, but according to Man Jiangxue's analysis just now, it is clearly an act of mutual confession between lovers, how could mother return such a poem to Young Master Fan?Furthermore, Young Master Fan clearly said that Shen Mandong had no intention of treating him.

Otherwise, how could she marry Daddy?

The more Yin Qiu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, but when he recalled the expression of Young Master Fan when he spoke, it didn't seem like he was lying, so Yin Qiu could only ask again: "Then this poem can only be used on the person you love?"

Man Jiangxue said: "It's not necessarily true. It depends on when it is used. It's like children traveling far away and missing their parents when they go out. They can also use this poem to express their feelings to their parents."

So mother wrote this to Young Master Fan, maybe it was just a simple yearning?After all, Gongzi Fan said that he used to be a member of Ruyimen, maybe he and his mother are brothers and sisters, and the relationship between the same school is deep, so it is reasonable to communicate like this.

Yin Qiu was thinking secretly, and suddenly Man Jiangxue said: "You asked so many questions, why, someone wrote this poem for you?"

Yin Qiu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Nothing!"

Man Jiangxue glanced at her, put down the books and said, "Ding Lianzhen, did you come to look for you?"

Yin Qiu hurriedly waved his hand again: "No."

"What about the others?"

"Who else is there?"

"I don't know, isn't this asking you?"

Yin Qiu couldn't help laughing, and covered his face with rice paper: "No one else has either!"

Seeing her getting shy, Man Jiangxue smiled silently, and said, "You are one year older, and you have stayed in the palace for so long, do you have any senior brother you like?"

Yin Qiu was left speechless by her question, and finally whispered: "Didn't I say it, I'm still young..."

"Then is there any senior brother showing affection for you?" Man Jiangxue seemed very interested, "Or other senior sisters?"

Yin Qiu really wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in: "If you say no, then you don't have it, uncle, don't ask..."

Man Jiangxue laughed: "Why are you ashamed? This is human nature. If you like someone, tell me in time, so I can see how that person is for you. As long as your words and deeds are dignified, not like some people If you are a stalker, the uncle will not interfere too much with your making friends."

Yin Qiu said: "Nothing..." She lowered the rice paper in her hand, exposing her eyes to look at Man Jiangxue, "However, is the uncle also counted?"

Man Jiangxue raised his eyebrows: "Me?"

Yin Qiu nodded: "I only like Uncle Shi."

Man Jiangxue smiled: "You're talking nonsense again, how old are you, how old am I?"

Yin Qiuli said bluntly: "So what if you are older than me?"

Man Jiangxue said: "I am getting old."

"Are you old?" Yin Qiu opened his eyes wide, "Then the head of the sect..."

Man Jiangxue glanced at her immediately: "Speak carefully."

Yin Qiu stopped in time, and said again: "Even if you are old, I can still like you. Just now you said not to interfere with me. How can Master Uncle do one thing and do another?"

Man Jiangxue really didn't expect Yin Qiu to be so sharp-tongued and bright-minded, and he really couldn't speak well of her when talking to her.

"You're teaching me a lesson," Man Jiangxue said, "In a few years, you'll have to step on my head."

"Obviously it's my uncle who doesn't agree with me!" Yin Qiu was not to be outdone.

"Okay, okay, you have the final say," Man Jiangxue had no choice but to give in, "You can like whoever you want."

Yin Qiu giggled, threw away the rice paper and threw himself into Man Jiangxue's arms: "You are the only one I like!"

Man Jiangxue hugged Yin Qiu back, and said patiently: "Okay, okay..."

·

The sky became darker amid the chatting and laughing, and at some point outside the hall, the disciples of the dark guards lit up the lanterns. Yin Qiu and Man Jiangxue played around for a while, remembering that the disciples' courtyard still has access control, and said: "It's not early, I Time to go back."

Man Jiangxue hugged her with one arm and held on to the scroll with the other. Hearing this, she also raised her head to look out the window and said, "It's getting dark, why don't you stay here overnight?"

Yin Qiu was overjoyed at first, and then she thought that she would have to practice sword with Young Master Fan at night. She had promised Young Master Fan that she would not miss the appointment at will and would persevere. Uncle can you?"

Originally thought that Yin Qiu would happily agree, but who would have thought that she would refuse, Man Jiangxue was slightly surprised, but she also nodded and said, "Then I will take you back?"

Yin Qiu readily agreed.

It was night, and the snow had stopped. The two held hands and walked through the palaces hand in hand. Under the light of the bright lights, they cast forest shadows all over their bodies.

All the way to send Yin Qiu to the gate of the courtyard, the disciples guarding the gate bowed down to salute when they saw Man Jiangxue, and then looked at Yin Qiu with a smile, Yin Qiu no longer pestered Man Jiangxue this time, and said very sensiblely: "I can go by myself, so there is no need for my uncle to send me off, let's go back as soon as possible."

Man Jiangxue patted Yin Qiu's head, with a smile in his eyes: "He's becoming more and more well-behaved, let's go."

Yin Qiu actually wanted to spend more time with her, but he also learned to restrain himself. After standing by the door and watching Man Jiangxue leave, he took the food box and went to Fu Xiang's room.

There were no candles in the house, so I couldn't see clearly, I could only see a dark figure huddled on the bed, and when I heard the sound of the door being pushed, the shadow seemed to tremble, Yin Qiu couldn't see clearly, and was about to blow the torch to light the lamp , then heard Fu Xiang's muffled voice: "Don't light the lamp, I'm asleep."

Hearing that her voice was different, Yin Qiu put the food box on the table and inquired, "Fu Xiang, are you alright?" She went to the couch to see Fu Xiang, but Fu Xiang hid by the wall, Yin Qiu Qiu only said, "I brought you something to eat, how about two bites before going to bed?"

Fu Xiang huddled under the quilt without showing his face, and said, "I have no appetite, Xiao Qiu, you go back to your room and leave me alone."

Knowing that Fu Cen's remarriage was just a message to Fu Xiang, but did not ask her to go back, Yin Qiu knew that Fu Xiang must be very sad, and said softly: "It's okay, Fu Xiang, don't be too sad, no matter what happens, you will be fine." I'm with you, didn't you say we are good friends?"

Fu Xiang hid in the dark and wiped his tears secretly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I know you are good, but my father is so worthless, I feel very sad when I think of him, and you really don't care about me, I am not easy Sadness is endless, especially at night, when a person can calm down quickly, if you stay with me, then don’t even think about going to sleep, I can babble until dawn.”

Yin Qiu smiled: "What does that matter, if you don't sleep, don't sleep, I can stay with you for as long as you want."

Fu Xiang paused, but still declined politely: "You go back, I'll be fine after I sleep, and we will meet again tomorrow, I am still the Fu Xiang in your impression, don't worry."

Hearing what she said, Yin Qiu didn't say much anymore, and cared for Fu Xiang, stayed with Fu Xiang by the couch for a while, and then went back to the room.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, Yin Qiu was woken up by the sound of the wind. After seeing the time was almost there, he quickly got up, put on his clothes and left the room.

In the past few days, she has figured out the route, and there is no need for the young master Fan Yeye to pick her up. Yin Qiu looked around and confirmed that no one was passing by, then stepped on the flower platform and climbed up the wall. Unexpectedly, she just turned over the wall, Suddenly, I saw a figure sneaking up from below, who seemed to be holding something in his hand, acting suspiciously, and was still looking at his whole body by his posture.

When Yin Qiu saw this man, he couldn't help being surprised.

There are thieves!