Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Yin Qiu moved a small wooden table under the window, practiced calligraphy for a while under the sunlight, and flipped through the book Nan Gongmin gave her, feeling a little irritable for some reason.

On the rice paper were written a lot of poems learned in school, and many names of Man Jiangxue. Yin Qiu clutched the pen and sighed, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at Hongfeng outside the window in a trance.

I thought that there would be some dangers after coming to the Ziwei Sect, but I never thought that Nangong Min was really nice to her these days, almost responding to every request, and obeying every request, but Nangong Min agreed to all the requests Yin Qiu made, even She was also allowed to move around at will and play wherever she wanted, without restricting her freedom at all.

In his spare time, Nangong Min not only taught Yin Qiu to practice calligraphy and memorization, but also taught her swordsmanship. When the two got along, Nangong Min also kept a smile and was close, and since Yin Qiu lived in the inner hall, there was no one in the Tangchi It was used, including those young and beautiful women, who seemed to have evaporated from the world, and never came to the temple again.

Yin Qiubai was bored, lying on the table for a while to write and draw, and then straightened up in a daze for a while, so that he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

She has long been used to the life in Yunhua Palace. She reads, learns and practices swords on time every day. Now that she has come to Ziwei Sect, although her work and rest are not chaotic, everything is different. No one cares about her, and there is nothing she must do. , it was all up to her own arrangements, but Yin Qiu was at a loss for what to do on such a day, and felt that it was an extremely waste of time.

There were not many people in the hall, only a few accompanying maids were waiting by the side, Nangong Min was missing, Yin Qiu couldn't sit still, so he had to throw away his pen and got up, planning to go outside for a while.

"Where are you going, little master?" A maid immediately asked.

Yin Qiu looked at her and said, "I want to go out and get some air."

The maid hurriedly took out her outer robe and put it on Yin Qiu, she said with a smile: "Young master must be bored in the palace, so I will bring you the sword here, how about practicing sword in the yard for a while?"

Yin Qiu nodded and said "OK", the maid brought a small dagger and accompanied Yin Qiu out of the palace gate.

After practicing the sword, Yin Qiu remembered that he missed the martial arts test, so he naturally thought of Fu Xiang again. He didn't know what happened to Fu Xiang in the palace after he was arrested and taught by Ziwei, and Meng Jing, they had Ever worried about her?

Yin Qiu lacked interest, danced with the sword a few times before losing energy, sitting on the steps and sighing again and again.

The maid had been standing on one side before, and when she saw this, she asked Yin Qiu, "Is the young master in a bad mood?"

Yin Qiu raised his arms to support his head, and let out a "hmm".

"Then slaves, how about playing with the young master? What does the young master usually like to play?"

Yin Qiu thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Have you ever played hide-and-seek, my lord?"

Yin Qiu didn't respond.

"Why don't the servants find a kite, what does my master think?"

Yin Qiu sighed for a long time, and said, "Leave me alone, I don't want to play anything."

The maid has been serving Yin Qiu for the past few days, and found that Yin Qiu has a good temper and is quiet, so she was not too restrained, and said with a smile: "Then the young master might as well tell you how you can be happier. Seeing you like this, it's time to punish the servants for failing to serve you well."

Yin Qiu tilted his head and looked at her: "Where are you teaching Master?"

The maid replied: "I went to Magnolia Hall early in the morning. The leader usually practices here. Now that the young master is staying here, the leader has gone to practice in other places."

Yin Qiu was finally aroused by her words, and asked curiously, "Can't I watch what skills she practiced?"

The maid paused, and smiled a little forcedly: "This... I'm afraid I can't watch it."

Seeing her reaction, Yin Qiu became even more curious: "Is it some kind of evil work?"

"How can there be any evil skills?" The maid covered her mouth and chuckled, "Although people in the Jianghu say that our Ziwei sect is a cult, they are actually talking nonsense. How can the young master tell the head coach just because of those rumors? What about evil skills?"

Yin Qiu said, "Then why can't you watch it if you don't tell me?"

The maid faltered for a while, and then said after a while: "The night my lord just woke up...have you ever seen the soup pool in the palace?"

Yin Qiu's memory was still fresh, and he said: "I've seen it before, there are many beautiful sisters inside... taking a bath."

The maid looked around and saw that no one was passing by, so she whispered again: "That's not a bath, it's the teacher practicing."

Yin Qiu was stunned for a moment, and asked strangely, "Watching people take a bath to practice?" She scratched her head, "What kind of kung fu can only be practiced by watching people take a bath?"

"This servant doesn't know," the maid smiled, and said a little embarrassedly, "This servant has never learned martial arts, and I don't know what to teach the master, but judging from the way of practicing martial arts, it is not suitable to be called the young master." See, that's why the leader changed places."

No wonder Nangong Min left early and returned late in the past two days, and those young women never came, so it was because of this.

Yin Qiu said awkwardly: "Oh... so, I actually don't really want to see it..."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange young woman standing at the gate of the courtyard, who seemed to be looking at her from a distance, but turned around and left after a while.

Yin Qiu looked at her back and asked, "Who is that?"

The maid followed her gaze and replied, "It's Qin Protector, one of the four great protectors. This time, she brought the young master back. .”

"She brought me back?" Yin Qiu was surprised, "Wasn't it Wen Chaoyu?"

The maid said: "How could it be Hufa Wen? Hufa Wen was seriously injured and had been ill for a long time. Moreover, on the day you arrived, the maidservant saw with her own eyes that Hufa Qin carried you back."

Yin Qiu fell silent for a moment, then said, "Where does Wen Chaoyu live? Can I go and see her?"

The maid looked at the sky and said: "If the young master wants to go, the servant can guide you, but you can't delay too long, so as not to displease the master."

Yin Qiu stood up, patted his skirt and said, "Understood, let's go."

·

Wen Chaoyu drank the medicine and sat on the couch to meditate and adjust her breath. She was covered in cold sweat and her face was pale. Several basins of charcoal fire were burned in the room, but the coldness in her body was still pouring out continuously. She was so cold that she couldn't meditate. I couldn't help shaking all over.

The door was knocked lightly twice, Wen Zhaoyu opened his eyes, and saw Qin Zheng pushing the door in, and smiled when he saw her: "Where is Hufa Wen healing?"

Wen Chaoyu looked at her indifferently: "What are you doing here?"

Qin Zheng took out two small wooden boxes from his sleeve pocket, put them on the table and said, "This is the good medicine for internal injuries that I mentioned to you last time. This time, Hufa Wen's injury has worsened, so I brought it here for you, try it?"

Wen Chaoyu didn't even look at it: "Take it away, I don't need it."

"It is necessary," Qin Zheng said, "If you don't take a good recuperation, I'm afraid you will fall into the root cause of the disease, and the gain is not worth the loss. Why bother with your own body?"

Wen Zhaoyu sneered: "I'm afraid it's not as simple as delivering medicine when you come to my place."

Qin Zheng smiled knowingly, and said: "Of course, nothing can be hidden from your eyes. I am here today because I really want to talk to you about something."

Wen Chaoyu was silent.

Qin Zheng stopped being around the bush: "After the child was brought back, the leader has been focusing on her these days, and he only asked me a few words about what happened that day, and didn't say anything else. I think the leader of the past two days You should be summoned soon, Hufa Wen is a smart person, he should know how to report in front of the leader, right?"

Wen Chaoyu said expressionlessly: "You don't need to make a special trip to remind me, I know it well."

This person came to show his hospitality with a smile on his face, all because he wanted Wen Chaoyu not to go back on what he said. Now Ziwei teaches everyone that Yin Qiu was brought back by her Qin Zheng after overcoming all difficulties. If Wen Zhaoyu changed his face and told the truth, then she Qin Zheng There is no place to put the face.

Even though Ji Wanshu's words were in his hands, Qin Zheng knew very well in his heart that it was not uncommon for Wen Chaoyu to show mercy to Ji Wanshu, and Nangong Min always turned a blind eye, even if she would Telling what happened that day, Nangong Min may not necessarily ask Wen Chaoyu to question her. In short, this time Qin Zheng took a huge advantage for nothing. He will still choose to swallow his anger.

Hearing Wen Zhaoyu's answer, Qin Zheng knew that his goal had been achieved, so he didn't say any more, and walked away with a few polite words.

Wen Chaoyu sneered to himself, thinking of Ji Wanshu's bastard again, his brain throbbed with anger.

She didn't have the energy to meditate anymore, and was about to shake off the quilt to sleep, but when the door was pushed open again, Wen Zhaoyu gave an extremely impatient "tsk", looked sideways, and saw There was a little girl in red standing by the door, looking at her with her head poking around.

·

"Hey, isn't this our honorable little leader?"

Wen Zhaoyu leaned against the head of the bed with a playful tone.

Yin Qiu rolled her eyes and entered the room.

Wen Zhaoyu looked at her and said, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing her calm and composed appearance, Yin Qiu suddenly felt angry, and said in a bad tone: "I have been arrested so many times, and this time I was finally succeeded by you. Are you satisfied?"

Wen Chaoyu smiled: "Satisfied, of course I am."

Yin Qiu snorted, pulled a chair and sat down, and said, "Are you really satisfied? But I heard from others that you are not the hero this time. It was you who sneaked into Yunhua Palace that day. Why do they all say Who is that Protector Qin who brought me back?"

Wen Chaoyu glanced at her, but didn't intend to fool her, so he told Yin Qiu everything that happened after meeting Ji Wanshu that day.

"So you regressed because of Senior Sister Ji?" Yin Qiuruo looked thoughtfully at Wen Chaoyu and said, "That means you care about her a lot, so why do you keep avoiding her?"

"What do you know as a little doll?" Wen Zhaoyu obviously didn't want to talk to her about Ji Wanshu.

Yin Qiu paused, then deliberately said: "Then you are not afraid that I will tell Nangong Min the truth?"

Hearing this, Wen Zhaoyu smiled softly: "If you want to say it, I can't stop it, but..." She looked Yin Qiu a few times, "Once you say it, the leader will think that Wanshu is my weakness , she won't do anything to me, but it's dangerous to be late, understand?"

How could Yin Qiu not understand, she is not a three-year-old child, but she still pretended to be indifferent and said: "Senior Sister Ji is the chief disciple, even you can't beat her, even if Nangong Min wants to do something to her, Senior Sister Ji will not come out What's up."

Wen Chaoyu has long been taught Yin Qiu's eloquence, this little girl is not old, her face is docile and harmless, but in fact she is as small as an adult in her heart, so she cannot be underestimated.

Wen Chaoyu said: "You have a lot of eyes, so tell me, what do you want?"

Yin Qiu immediately said: "I want to go back to Yunhua Palace."

Wen Chaoyu sneered: "Impossible."

"It was you who brought me here to be taught by Ziwei," Yin Qiu said, "You have to be responsible to me and return me."

"You are not the only one who wants me to be responsible," Wen Chaoyu said, "Besides, I tried my best to get you out, so there is no reason to get you back. Who do you think I am? I am full and have nothing to do. Is it?"

Yin Qiu observed her expression and said, "You don't need to take me out yourself, you just need to tell me secretly if there is any way to get out of here."

Wen Chaoyu said: "What are you in a hurry for? Man Jiangxue will come to rescue you sooner or later. Even if I tell you the truth, you won't be able to escape with your ability. You might as well wait for Man Jiangxue obediently. If you are dishonest, the leader will definitely arrest you." Lock it up, then you will lose your freedom, and it will not be so easy for Man Jiangxue to find you."

Yin Qiu was silenced by what she said, and finally couldn't hold back his temper: "I hate you! You bad woman!"

Wen Chaoyu smiled without saying a word.

Yin Qiu walked back and forth in the room, and finally said: "It's okay if you don't help me, then why don't you take a letter to my uncle for me?"

Wen Chaoyu stared at her leisurely, and repeated again: "Impossible."

"Is it okay to bring a letter?"

"I'm so injured that I can't even walk," Wen Chaoyu said. "What's more, I have to deliver a letter to Man Jiangxue. She must not beat me to death on the spot when she sees me? Besides, I don't know where she is or where she is. Looking for her?"

Yin Qiu thought for a while, and said, "Nangongmin said that the uncle has left Yunhua Palace, and she should have arrived in Hezhou City in a few days. Why don't you just go and find her in the city?" Speaking of which, she He thought about it again, "Master Uncle and Senior Sister Ji will definitely find a remote inn to live in, and then discuss how to save me. If you ask them next to each other, the innkeeper will definitely remember their looks. Then you will quietly take my Leave the letter in their room, it's very simple."

Wen Chaoyu couldn't help but laugh: "You're pretty smart."

"Just help me this time, okay?" Yin Qiu threw himself on the side of the couch, clutching Wen Zhaoyu's sleeve, "If you help me escape, it will indeed hurt you, but sending a letter without anyone noticing it, no Someone will know, you can just take it as making up for me being hurt so badly by you, okay?"

Wen Zhaoyu didn't answer, but his eyes revealed a sense of "you're going to be miserable".

Seeing her silence, Yin Qiu struggled in his heart for a while, then moved closer to Wen Zhaoyu, begging a little in his clear eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Uncle Wen..."

Wen Zhaoyu's brain hurts again in an instant.

I don't even know who I learned the ability to coax and deceive.

What kind of stuff did Yunhua Palace teach!

After a long time, Wen Chaoyu finally couldn't stand Yin Qiu's pitiful and hopeful gaze, and sighed, "All right, what do you want to tell her?"

Yin Qiu cheered, opened his arms and hugged Wen Chaoyu, and immediately rushed to sit down by the desk, overjoyed: "Wait a minute, I'll write it right away!"

Wen Zhaoyu looked at her writing like flying, and regretted it for a moment.

The child is really a weapon against her.

·

At night, Hezhou City was bustling with people, and the street market was full of pedestrians who came out to play. The surroundings were full of lights and shadows, and laughter was endless.

Ji Wanshu held a pancake in his mouth, and waited at the gate of the Pigeon Station with a long sword in his arms. Not long after, a tall and thin woman in black clothes came out from inside. The black gauze of the bamboo hat fluttered gently, half covering her lips The slightly pursed red lips were reflected on the thin blade of the dagger at her waist, showing a subtle glamor in the coldness. Although the whole picture was not visible, it also caught the eyes of passers-by on the street.

"Have you sent the letter?" Ji Wanshu took a bite of the biscuit and asked vaguely.

"Well," Man Jiangxue lifted the black veil and stood on the porch without lanterns, "I have been away from the palace for a long time, so I should report to the senior sister in charge that she is safe."

Ji Wan understood clearly, took out a sheepskin drawing from his sleeve, and said, "Then when shall we start?"

Man Jiangxue took a look at the blueprint, pondered for a moment, and said, "No hurry, let's find out the truth tonight. If the topography of the main altar of the Ziwei Sect matches the blueprint, then we can discuss it in the long run."

The little girl ran away after leaving the blueprint yesterday, and even Ji Wanshu couldn't catch up. Although I don't know who she is or what her purpose is, but if this blueprint is not fake, then this time it is real. did them a great favor.

And the next thing to do is to go to the Ziwei Sect in the middle of the night to compare whether the drawing is true or not.

The two left the place side by side and went back to the inn. Man Jiangxue opened the door and lit a candle. Before he could call the servant to bring hot water, he saw a letter on the table.

Ji Wanshu was about to go back to his room when he caught a glimpse of Man Jiangxue's movement and asked, "What's wrong?"

Man Jiangxue turned sideways, picked up the letter and looked at it.

"A letter?" Ji Wanshu immediately entered the door, "Who sent it?"

Man Jiangxue didn't answer, took out the letter paper inside and looked at it, and after seeing what was written on it, his expression couldn't help but change.

"It was written by Yin Qiu."

When Ji Wan heard this, she also showed surprise, and said in amazement: "She was able to deliver the letter...how did she do it?"

Man Jiangxue remained silent, staring at the handwriting again and again.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, and didn't say what was written in the letter, Ji Wanshu was a little anxious: "What did Yin Qiu say?"

Seeing Man Jiangxue chuckled suddenly, she raised her hand and handed the letter to her: "Look for yourself."

Ji Wanshu looked at Man Jiangxue suspiciously, and took a look at the letter paper, only two lines of poems were written on it.

"Your return date is not set yet, Bashan is raining at night and the autumn pond..." Ji Wan read it over and turned to look at Man Jiangxue, "What do you mean?"

The candlelight flickered, like a hazy glow, dimly reflected on Man Jiangxue's face, making her fair and beautiful, and her eyes were like starlight.

She raised the corner of her mouth slightly, looked at the wide open window, and said, "It seems that her situation in Ziwei Sect is much better than I thought."

Ji Wanshu pinched the letter paper, his face was full of curiosity: "...how did you know that?"

Man Jiangxue glanced at her, sighed and said, "Wan Shu, no matter how good your kung fu is, you still need to read books."

Ji Wanshu: "..."

Ji Wanshu: "So how can you tell?"

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