beg for chivalry

The days passed quickly, and it passed in a blink of an eye.

Jiading is still misty and rainy, but the willow branches have spit out new green.The small blue tiles have been moistened by the spring rain again and again, like densely packed fish scales, shining dimly in the sky.

There were fewer guests in the oil-green gate of the Jin Mansion, and the old silence returned to the courtyard.But in the backyard, there was often the sound of clanging and fighting, as if someone was practicing martial arts day after day.

"Ouch!"

Wang Xiaoyuan let out a cry of pain, and fell backwards, his buttocks hurting from the fall.He rolled back like a ball, holding the knife, and stood up with difficulty covered in dust.

He held a long knife in his hand, and the spine of the knife cast a cold silver arc in the skylight.A steel knife is still too heavy for a child, Wang Xiaoyuan almost used all his strength to hold the handle of the knife in his hand.

But Jinwu is different, no matter how heavy the sword is in his hands, he can pull out flowers smoothly.At this time, Jinwu sheathed the saber, carried it on his shoulder, and shouted triumphantly: "Hey, Wang Xiaoyuan, come again. Didn't you say that I am determined not to beat you?"

This nasty little master.Wang Xiaoyuan gritted his teeth with hatred.He was caught by the Golden Crow to practice martial arts with him, but he didn't expect that he would be beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face, with teeth all over the place.The methods of "plucking sunflowers and eating jujubes" and "pushing flowers and picking grass" taught by the elders of Erengou didn't work. He was forced to retreat by Jinwu's sharp knife technique, and he was beaten and gnawed several times.

Fortunately, he thought that this young master who was forced to practice martial arts all day long was pitiful, but now it seems that he was wrong.

Wang Xiaoyuan exerted all his strength, stood up with the knife in his hand, panting and falsely complimented: "Master... you... are much better than our elders in the valley."

The golden crow's tail almost went up to the sky, brazenly boasting: "That's natural, I'm the most powerful person in the world!"

Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Xiaoyuan's eyes flashed suddenly, he rolled on the ground, threw the long knife into the air, and wrapped his hands around the legs of the Golden Crow.At the same time, with both feet together, firmly grip the handle of the falling knife, and stab the Golden Crow's face!

He is full of viciousness and eccentricity, and he can use all kinds of despicable and dirty tricks, even sneak attacks.

"Haha, young master, you are careless!" Wang Xiaoyuan laughed wildly.

But who would have thought that Jinwu stretched out his hand and tapped the handle of the knife lightly, and pressed the tip of the swift long knife down.He grabbed Wang Xiaoyuan's ankle with one hand, and suddenly threw it with all his strength. Wang Xiaoyuan was thrown out by him like a sack, fell to the ground, and fell on his back again.

Wang Xiaoyuan was stunned by the fall, and lay there blankly, and it took him a while to realize that he was thrown out by Jinwu.

Jin Wu paced over, winked at him recklessly, the corners of his mouth almost reaching the ears: "Hmph... give up, you will never beat me with this little trick of yours." He laughed triumphantly again, "You just wait Let me beat you like a sandbag every day, heh heh..."

These noisy words buzzed in his ears like mosquitoes and flies, which made Wang Xiaoyuan suffocate.What's there to be proud of?Isn't it because he practiced for a while longer than him?When he mastered the saber technique, he beat the young master up to the point where he would cry for his father and mother.

Suddenly, there was a burst of silver bell-like laughter from the corridor.

"Hey, Jinwu, your posture with the knife is really wrong, tightening it up and loosening it down, that's why the kid took advantage of your loopholes. If it wasn't like this, why would you be hugged by his leg?"

Jin Wu shivered, Wang Xiaoyuan raised his head from the ground curiously, and looked up the veranda, only to see a woman in a sky-blue silk skirt and a brass-button waistcoat sitting on the railing, looking at them with interest.

Wang Xiaoyuan has never seen such a beautiful woman in his life, with delicate and smooth skin like white porcelain, a pair of clear green eyes like emeralds, and a big shiny black braid.The most beautiful orchid in the drunk spring garden he has seen, the musicians and the most beautiful orchid in the wine shop, all seem to be not as good-looking as one of her ten thousand.

But her eyebrows and eyes are very sharp, her outer canthus is upturned, and her eyes are like knives.Wang Xiaoyuan has been in the market for a long time, and he knows people best.At this time, he took a closer look, and saw that although this woman looked exquisite and graceful, her shoulders, arms, legs and feet were firm and powerful, like a fierce leopard.

The woman jumped down from the railing lightly, and her leather boots stepped on the ground, clanging forcefully.She hooked Jinwu and said with a smile:

"Jinwu, give me the knife. I'll teach you a few moves."

Wang Xiaoyuan was wondering who she was, but he saw Jinwu's eyes were shining, and there seemed to be bright stars in his eyes.Jin Wu hurriedly held the knife, ran over in a hurry, held the knife to the woman, and shouted:

"…mother!"

It turned out to be the young master's mother.Wang Xiaoyuan got up, patted the dust off his body, and looked at the woman curiously.He didn't pay attention just now, but now he realizes that the woman's facial features are deep and tall, she looks like a person from the Western Regions, Ning Yuanhou married a Mughal, it's no wonder that Jinwu has a look that is different from the people from the Central Plains appearance.

The woman took the knife, and Wang Xiaoyuan inadvertently saw the thick calluses and tiny scars on her hand, and couldn't help but shudder.This is a person who had blood on his hands, even though he has washed his hands now, his murderous aura has never been washed away.

"Do you know what mother wants to teach you, Jinwu?"

Jin Wu shook his head in bewilderment.

"I want to teach you, don't trust anyone." The woman smiled slightly, "Don't even trust your mother."

After the words were finished, she suddenly swung her sword up.Her figure was like a swirling wind, the brass buttons on the waistcoat flickered, and the golden bells on the braids jingled, sweeping towards the Golden Crow like a gust of wind and rain!Jinwu was hit on the forehead by the handle of the knife in her hand, and immediately became red and swollen, and rolled back screaming, hitting Wang Xiaoyuan firmly.

Pieces of red fell under the tree, and the woman stood under the crabapple tree, pointing her shoulders with the scabbard, looking at the two children rolling on the ground with a smile.

Wang Xiaoyuan was hit so badly that his eyes stared like gold stars, and his stomach was filled with sour water.After being dizzy for a while, he suddenly felt that someone picked up his back collar, and when he opened his eyes, it turned out to be that pretty woman.

The woman smiled at him and said, "I haven't seen you before, what's your name?"

With that beautiful face so close at hand, Wang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but his heart beating wildly.Looking at her from a very close distance, she has bright teeth and bright eyes, and the Golden Crow seems to be carved out of the same mold as her.

"I... My name is Wang Xiaoyuan."

"Wang Xiaoyuan...is a good name." The woman smiled, and uttered a string of incomprehensible nonsense from her slightly parted lips. "I'm Huilan Wuye. The Han Chinese name is 'Lin Ren'."

"Hi Ma'am." Wang Xiaoyuan immediately changed into a sycophant.

Jin Wu got up and shouted angrily: "Mother, you lied to me! Didn't you say you want to teach me sword moves?"

Hui Lanwu also laughed and said, "Oh, I've already taught you the tricks that are worth more than a hundred saber moves."

She was about to say something more, but she suddenly saw Aunt Yue running anxiously not far away, holding a porcelain bowl containing soup and medicine in one hand, and a willow leaf cloud shoulder in the other.

Wang Xiaoyuan quietly crawled to Jinwu's side, poked his arm and whispered: "Your mother is so pretty."

"What do you mean? Mother is mine, so I won't give her up to you." Jin Wu stared at him suspiciously, and said angrily. "Hmph, I was born by my mother, and I'm pretty too!"

"...Yes, yes, yes." Wang Xiaoyuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, sat down beside Jinwu, stared blankly at Huilanwuye, who took the medicine bowl and was joking with Aunt Yue, and murmured. "I haven't seen my mother...I was wondering if she would be as beautiful as your mother..."

He looked a little confused, when looking at Hui Lanwuye and Jinwu, Wang Xiaoyuan felt bitterness in his heart somehow.He was a little envious, why in this world was there someone who was born with rich clothes and fine food, but he was born in the ditch of wicked people, and he didn't even know his biological father and biological mother?

Just as he was in a trance, Jin Wu suddenly grabbed his face, "What nonsense are you talking about when you grow up like this!" Wang Xiaoyuan was furious, and also grabbed his face, and the two of them fought together, throwing the ground to pieces. dusty.

"Golden Crow, Golden Crow."

Someone on the veranda was calling the young master's name again.Jin Wu and Wang Xiaoyuan were punching me and kicking me to the point of disgrace, and they finally stopped their movements.Wang Xiaoyuan looked up, but he also recognized the person who came back, it was Ning Yuanhou.

Marquis Ning Yuan walked up and down with a smile, dressed in a green cloth, straight and simple but neat.Wang Xiaoyuan's eyes are bright, this is the person he only heard about from the storyteller in the past, but today he actually met him once!He always finds it inconceivable that people often say that Marquis Ning Yuan is a gentle man, but his son Jinwu is very violent, Wang Xiaoyuan couldn't think of the reason why he thought about it.

"You are Wang Xiaoyuan, right?" Ning Yuanhou suddenly turned his head and asked Wang Xiaoyuan.

"Yes... yes." Wang Xiaoyuan was startled, somehow he knew his name, and whispered, "Master... hello."

Ning Yuanhou gave him a gentle smile: "Don't be alarmed, I only have a good memory, and it's just unforgettable after hearing it. I heard Aunt Yue said that you are a new servant, right?"

"…Yes."

"Thank you for taking care of Jinwu these days." Ning Yuanhou said, beckoning to Jinwu, "Jinwu, come here, and thank him. I have something to tell you later."

Jin Wu shot Wang Xiaoyuan a bitter look, bowed his head perfunctorily, and followed Ning Yuanhou on the veranda.As soon as the two of them left, Wang Xiaoyuan suddenly felt that there was nothing to do, so he wandered around the backyard boredly.

A string of copper coins tied with a red string was suddenly handed to him.

Wang Xiaoyuan looked up and saw that Hui Lanwu was also looking at him with a smile on his face, holding the bunch of copper coins in his hand.Her face seemed to melt into the red buds of the tree, and a pile of begonia flowers bloomed on top of her head. They were equally delicate and beautiful, but seemed to have an unusually thrilling beauty.

"It's for you." Hui Lanwu also put the copper coin in his palm, "Press the money."

The eight copper coins jingled, and Wang Xiaoyuan held them in the palm of his hand in a daze.He had heard the stories his father told him, that evil spirits would come to the door during the Chinese New Year, and the light of the copper coins would scare them away...but he had never gotten money, and Mrs. Wang would always take the last piece of money from him. A copper plate is taken away.

Hui Lanwu also smiled and said, "What do you want to say if you took something from someone else?"

"Thank you." Wang Xiaoyuan spoke with difficulty.

He hadn't said thank you to anyone for a long time.The little bastards in the wicked ditch have never thanked others, nor will they be thanked.

"That's right, it will be yours from now on." Hui Lanwu also rubbed his head.Wang Xiaoyuan hesitated, "But it's already passed the New Year..."

"I'll give it as I want, who cares if it's Chinese New Year?" Hui Lanwu also snorted, crossed his hands and smiled, this slightly domineering look is very similar to the Golden Crow.Wang Xiaoyuan saw that she still held two hanging copper coins in her hand, and asked curiously.

"Who are these two strings for?"

"Hey, give it to my stupid son, Jinwu."

Really biased.Wang Xiaoyuan pouted angrily, why does he only have one penny, while the Golden Crow has two pennies?

Hui Lanwu also coughed lightly a few times, as if he had seen through what he was thinking. "The time for him to receive the money is much shorter than yours, so I give him two strings every year, lest he get angry in the future and climb up from the underworld to fight against you."

Although her tone was light, there was an uncontrollable sadness.Wang Xiaoyuan noticed that her lips seemed to have been smeared with too much lip balm, and there was a smear of red at the corner of her mouth, but when she looked carefully, it was not cinnabar, but blood.The begonias all over the tree were as gorgeous as dripping blood, making her figure even more illusory.

A petal floated down and fell into the dark bitter medicine, causing ripples in layers.Wang Xiaoyuan looked at the medicine bowl in her hand, and asked cautiously, "Madam, are you sick?"

"Yeah, I've been ill for a long time. Ever since I gave birth to the Golden Crow, my body has been getting worse day by day." Hui Lanwu also gave a wry smile, looking up at the Begonia flowers, "Oh, a passer-by from Harz That's how it is. When young, he has some strength and can straddle a horse to kill the enemy, but after a few years, he will easily suffer from cold. Don't look at the Golden Crow now that he is alive and kicking, but in the future he..."

Wang Xiaoyuan was suddenly a little scared, a layer of chill came into his heart, and he shook his head hastily.

Hui Lanwu also adjusted the silk skirt, squatted down, and looked at him carefully: "It won't be long, maybe I will die. This is the inescapable fate of Harz passers-by, born from the soil, I will return to dust." When she said this, there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth, and soft waves in her crescent-like eyes, as if she was talking about something completely irrelevant.

"So at that time, Jinwu will definitely be very sad. He has no friends, and the only people he knows in this world are us."

Hui Lanwu also said softly.

"You have to stay by Jinwu's side all the time, okay, Wang Xiaoyuan?"