Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

In this difficult winter for people's livelihood, the snow on Yunhua Mountain is less than in previous years.

There is even the sun today.

The gate of Shen Xing Hall is closed, and there is no one in the distance. The glazed tiles on the pavilion catch the thin sunlight, and radiate light in the crowd of red maple trees in the courtyard. The copper bell hanging from the eaves is also plated. A layer of light golden yellow, slightly dazzling.

A slender hand with clear knuckles pushed open the window, inviting the light in and illuminating a small shadow.

Standing in the shadows was a snow-white man who was as jade-like as the moon.

At three o'clock in the morning, Man Jiangxue finally rose.

She took a bath, changed her clothes, stood in front of the bronze mirror and combed her hair. There were no bright ornaments on the dressing table, only an aged wooden comb and a plain white hair tie.

A light figure fell from the courtyard, and someone came holding a letter.

"Master is awake?"

Man Jiangxue gave a "hmm" and glanced sideways: "Who is the letter from?"

The disciple of the secret guard put the food on the table and replied: "It's my junior sister, it was written in the letter that she is currently staying in Yao Dingcheng, and she is working with Senior Sister Lu to resettle the refugees driven by the Ziwei Cult. It's going to be postponed, tell Master not to worry."

After Man Jiangxue tied up her hair, she took the letter and read it carefully.

"Ever since my junior sister went down the mountain, my uncle has never been able to get up," said the hidden guard disciple while spreading the dishes, "I can finally have breakfast today."

Man Jiangxue removed the letter paper, looked at the porridge and vegetables, held the chopsticks in his hand for a while, and then put them down again.

Seeing this, the disciple of the dark guard smiled and said, "Isn't it to your liking? The uncle was spoiled by the junior sister's cooking skills. There is no other way. The junior sister is not here, so the disciples can only run to the kitchen. The uncle makes do with it." Go ahead and eat."

Man Jiangxue just woke up, looked a little lazy, and laughed for no reason after hearing this, she picked up vegetables and ate a few simple bites, then looked at the letter again, and finally got up and walked to the desk to sit down.

"Where did my Nanhua Heart Sutra go?"

The disciple of the dark guard took a look, put down the rice bowl in his hand and said, "Is there nothing on the bookshelf?"

Man Jiangxue said, "No."

"Usually it's the little junior sister who cleans up, and this disciple doesn't know," the disciple of the hidden guard hurriedly searched around, "Where did it go..."

Man Jiangxue waited for a while, rubbed the center of her brows, and said, "Forget it, I won't look for it anymore." She touched her waist, but she couldn't find what she wanted, and looked around again, "Where's my dagger? "

"Dagger?" The disciple of the hidden guard hurriedly looked for it in another place, "The dagger... Last time, my junior sister took it to the Forging Sword Pavilion and polished it. try to find."

Man Jiangxue stood by the window, watched him busy, and said after a while of silence: "Forget it... I won't look for it anymore."

Hearing what she said, the disciple of the hidden guard burst out laughing with a "puchi": "Oh, Jingyue Peak is in a mess now that my junior sister has left, and it's also my fault that my junior sister takes good care of my uncle's daily life. She's not here, we're at a loss, we can't find anything, I think Master should call her back quickly, otherwise how will we live this day?"

Man Jiangxue didn't say anything after hearing this.

Since the New Disciple Conference ended that year and Yin Qiu came to Jingyue Peak, Yin Qiu has taken over almost all of Man Jiangxue's daily life in the past few years.

Three meals a day are cooked by Yin Qiu herself, and Yin Qiu is in charge of taking care of Shen Xingdian's affairs, she washes the clothes of Man Jiangxue, she tidies the scrolls, and even many small things like beans are all handled by Yin Qiu After a few years, no one in the entire Yunhua Palace knows Man Jiangxue's living habits better than Yin Qiu. Now that Yin Qiu is gone, Man Jiangxue can't get used to eating, and forgets to add clothes. The sword is nowhere to be found.

In fact, Yin Qiu has been going down the mountain to practice in recent years, but usually she will come back soon, and there is no delay, but this year, due to the disaster, Yin Qiu has been stranded at the foot of the mountain for more than two months. once in a while.

Man Jiangxue is not worried that Yin Qiu will have a bad life outside, she is worried that if she continues like this, she will become a useless person who cannot take care of herself.

So Man Jiangxue said: "You go out, I will find it myself."

The disciple of the hidden guard looked at her, and said after deliberation: "Should I look for a little longer?"

Man Jiangxue said, "Get out."

The disciple of the hidden guard said "oh", he didn't dare to say more, he quickly packed up the dishes and went out.

The door of the hall was closed, cutting off the cold wind, and the room became clean in an instant.

Man Jiangxue was inexplicably upset, and she couldn't tell what was wrong. She pulled the wicker chair and sat quietly for a while, recalling Yin Qiu's various activities before going down the mountain. Impressively placed a silver dagger.

She picked up the dagger, weighed it, and thought for a while with a blank face, then opened the door and walked around to the room on the other side. She opened the door and saw that her book was spread out on the small wooden table by the window. Nanhua Heart Sutra.

The room is very elegantly furnished, there are traces of her daughter's home everywhere, and there is a bit of a bookish atmosphere, and there is a familiar faint fragrance in the air, which is the smell of Yin Qiu.

Man Jiangxue sat in the room for a while, and returned to Shen Xingdian not long after. After a while, she returned to Yin Qiu's room and found a few things, and then went out with the things.

Several shadow guard disciples squatted on the maple tree, playing with the snow, quietly watching Man Jiangxue's tireless figure coming and going.

Until the clouds covered the sunlight, at noon, Man Jiangxue's figure appeared at the gate of Shen Xing Palace again.

She had a dagger on her waist and a brocade robe on her shoulders, as if she was going somewhere.

Several disciples said in unison: "Where is Master Uncle going?"

Man Jiangxue ignored them and simply left.

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At dawn, Yin Qiu ate something hastily at the post station, and personally made soup for Lu Huaiwei. Seeing that the snow outside was not too heavy, he didn't hold up an umbrella, and led his disciples to the shed at the gate of the city to give porridge as usual.

That night, Yin Qiu resigned Duan Ning with her tongue, and didn't ask these refugees to be arrested to see the officials. These days, she worked hard to take care of everyone, with gentle words and generous demeanor. Qiu Peng has become a living Bodhisattva, and every day when we meet, we can't help talking and laughing around her, just like meeting our own daughter-in-law.

Yin Qiu has endured hardships and starvation, so of course she knows better than anyone how difficult these refugees are. She knows that she is not capable enough to bring them much real help, so she can only do as much as she can. One point, even if it's just to talk to them and relieve boredom, it's better than business affairs that lack human touch.

Ever since Fu Xiang returned to Mingyue Tower, Yin Qiu hadn't made many friends in the palace. Until now, apart from Meng Jing, there was only one Bai Ling who was still close to her.

Although Bai Ling didn't get a good ranking in the conference that year, he was favored by the elders of Liuli Peak and received him. Liuli Peak has always been the most low-key peak of Yunhua Palace. There are not many disciples, and they are nothing. She is outstanding, so Bai Ling has been cultivated since she left, and is deeply loved by her master. Now she is the first disciple of Liuli Peak, and her status in the palace is not low.

Although Yin Qiu does not have a master, she is from Jingyue Peak and the daughter of Shen Mandong. She is also Xie Yijun's half apprentice. Except for Xie Yijun, Man Jiangxue has the highest seniority in the entire Yunhua Palace. The little junior sister shouted, but to be honest, they all have to respect Yin Qiu a little bit, even the big disciples of Biefeng have to nod their heads when they see her, but Yin Qiu never relies on seniority to show off, it should be the seniors, seniors, She never wants people to be polite to her.

The snow has been heavy for the past few days, and it has finally slowed down a bit today. Although the refugees have no epidemic disease, there are also people who are infected with cold. Yin Qiu and Bai Ling helped the medical disciples to share the boiled medicine with everyone. Over there The porridge was also cooked, and when everyone was preparing to line up to get the porridge, they suddenly heard the sound of wheels rolling in the city, which was particularly ear-catching.

The disciples looked back and saw that Miss Duan's family was coming on horseback. Behind her was a long convoy. Every cart was covered with cotton cloth, and what kind of goods were loaded underneath, it looked full.

Duan Ning rode his horse to the side of the porridge shed, and condescendingly glanced at the clear porridge cooked by disciple Yunhua, with a hint of mockery on her face, she got off the horse, directed the convoy out of the city, and took a look at the porridge piled on the cart. Many wooden barrels were filled with steaming white rice and many delicious dishes.

——Seasonal vegetables, big fish and meat, everything you need, it seems like the restaurant has been directly moved here.

"Isn't your Yunhua Palace too shabby? You keep saying that you want to help the victims, but you end up giving people these porridge with clear soup and little water?"

Duan Ning ordered his subordinates to set up the table, held up a long spoon and yelled: "Come on! This is a delicious dish that our Duan family asked the cook to cook at our own expense. Why don't you come here quickly? It will be gone when it's late!"

Seeing this situation, all the disciples rolled their eyes to the sky.

"Is this guy sick? Is she insane?"

"That's right. Two days ago, people were prevented from entering the city, and they were sent to see officials. What are you going to sing today?"

"Who are you pretending to show? Now that you know the food is coming, why did you go!"

……

The whispers lingered in her ears, and Duan Ning could hear them clearly, but she surprisingly didn't refute them today. She just looked at the refugees with a red face and said, "Why are you so stunned? The porridge in Yunhua Palace is for People eat? No! Come to me quickly! There are so many good meals and dishes, just eat as much as you like!"

In Duan Ning's mind, these refugees hadn't eaten a good meal for many days. Seeing her pile of carefully prepared delicacies, everyone should rush to grab them, but after her warm invitation Underneath, I didn't see how happy the refugees were, but they all looked at her coldly, as if they saw some ghosts and ghosts.

"Bah! Who cares to eat those things of yours!"

"That's right! Feed it to the dogs! We don't care about it!"

"People are poor and ambitious, we are happy to drink porridge! Hurry up and leave!"

Never expected that these people would be so ignorant of good and bad, they would not eat the white rice, but wanted to eat the clear porridge from Yunhua Palace, Duan Ning was so angry: "You...you!"

Seeing that she was disgusted by the refugees, the disciples felt extremely happy, and all laughed and said: "Come, come, everyone, everyone, dinner is ready!"

The refugees all hissed, spit at Duan Ning, and then happily took bowls and lined up in front of the porridge shed. They received the porridge, and the food was very sweet. They didn't even bother to look at the meals they brought.

Duan Ning was about to cry from their anger.

In fact, she didn't want to come at all. If Master Duan hadn't known about what happened a few days ago and received a scolding scolding, and asked her to restore the reputation of the Duan family, she would not have put down her dignity to deal with these refugees.

Shame, what a shame!

These people don't take her seriously!

"Eat, eat, eat! Eat your porridge!" Duan Ning stood on the table and growled, "I will put laxatives in your porridge some other day, so that you will have diarrhea. There are troublemakers in poor mountains and rivers, and you don't know good people!"

After she said that, she lifted her foot and kicked the wooden barrel beside her, kicking the food there all over the ground.

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Bai Ling's heart was bleeding, and he whispered to Yin Qiu, "This is too wasteful!"

Yin Qiu smiled, and didn't look at Duan Ning, but just added porridge spoon by spoon, and said: "The Duan family is rich, let her squander it, we just do our own thing."

She didn't say it loudly, but Duan Ning listened to it accurately, grabbed Yin Qiu's words and started to explode: "You are the only one who is sensible! You are the only one who is understanding! What have I wasted on me? I'm also kind-hearted!"

Yin Qiu raised the spoon, pointed at the dirty rice at her feet, and said, "Isn't that called squandering?"

Duan Ning choked, and argued: "That's because of you!"

"You can't waste food even if you are angry," Yin Qiu said, "Miss Duan, you certainly have good intentions, but you used the wrong method."

In view of the fact that she saved her once that day, Duan Ning's attitude towards Yin Qiu was barely better, and she said aggrievedly: "They have no food to eat, so I sent them. Why is this wrong?"

Yin Qiu said: "If you really want to help them, you don't need to get such good food, bring more clothes and quilts, or ask Master Duan to help them deal with their household registration. Let them have a place to go as soon as possible. That's what they really need."

If the Duan family wanted to take care of it, they would have taken care of it long ago. Why did they ask her to come here now?Duan Ning said: "But my father is not an official, how can he manage their household registration, you should go to the government office."

Yin Qiu said: "As far as I know, Master Duan and the magistrate are good friends for life. If he is willing to mention something, the magistrate can send someone to Cang County to investigate the household registration. Although this matter is a bit troublesome, it is not impossible. Do."

The current situation is that the magistrate is unwilling to do practical things and is afraid of trouble. These days, Lu Huaiwei has repeatedly revised the book and asked for it, but the government has always turned a blind eye to it, and is too lazy to take care of these refugees without household registration. If the Duan family is willing to help, in fact, this matter will not be possible. It will be done in a short time, and it will not take much effort.

Now that Duan Ning has ruined the Duan family's reputation that night, these refugees sneered at her and were very disgusted. Master Duan wanted her to make up for one or two, but he only asked her to do some superficial work, and Duan Ning was a noble man. Ma'am, since I was a child, I have been used to living comfortably. How do I know the real needs of the disaster victims?Today, her hot face and cold butt are stuck, which is also expected by the disciples.

"So it's like this..." Duan Ning listened to Yin Qiu's words, and pondered for a moment, "That's easy! I'll go and talk to my father, and that's it?"

Realizing that although she has a bad temper and perverse behavior, she can still listen to people's words, Yin Qiu smiled at Duan Ning and said, "Then there will be Miss Lao Duan, thank you."

Duan Ning saw that her gestures were dignified, she looked more like a daughter than herself, she felt a little uncomfortable, she sighed, and asked with a depressed face: "Then, do you want to eat these meals or not?"

Yin Qiu put down the spoon and looked sideways at the refugees: "Everyone, uncles and aunts, there is good food, do you want to eat it?"

The refugees immediately said: "Listen to my little sister! If my little sister tells us to eat, we will eat!"

Yin Qiu said, "Then eat."

After she spoke, the refugees all went towards Duan Ning with their bowls in their hands. Although Duan Ning was a little bit aggrieved by the anger, when he saw someone coming, he still held a spoon and refilled the food for the refugees. The Yunhua disciples on the side also came to help, and the scene suddenly became harmonious again.

Where have refugees gone for such a good meal since the snowstorm?Now everyone was beaming with joy, and thanked Yin Qiu and his disciples straight away.

Duan Ning has one head and two big ones.

What are you doing?

She brought the food, why don't these people thank her!

I bother!