The rivers and lakes can't stand it

If Qiu Zhuo Xueben had any sense of questioning guilt, it is gone at this moment.

Children like Yang Qing will inevitably make small mistakes. In fact, adults often make such mistakes. Otherwise, how would stories such as messing up the couples come about? Not to mention, people who really make mistakes Not him.

Qiu Zhuoxue is not a bastard, of course she will not put all the responsibility on Yang Qing.

After all, no one expected Yan Wuhen to appear here.

Even Qiu Zhuoxue didn't find Yan Wuhen, let alone Yang Qing, an ordinary boy who didn't know any martial arts at all.

Who can guarantee that he will never say a wrong word or do a wrong thing in his life, as long as he says and does, there will always be countless pairs of eyes secretly watching, appearing at unexpected times, catching people off guard.

Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly felt relaxed and happy again. He has always been an optimistic and open-minded person, otherwise he would never be friends with Feng Manlou. Everyone is unwilling to accept that a friend is doomed to leave, but he does the opposite , I feel that life is short, and it would be a pity to miss the opportunity to make friends with Fengmanlou.

Just because he always thinks in the right direction in everything, even in this matter, Qiu Zhuoxue can comfort herself: it is better than not knowing anything.

It's just that after this incident, Qiu Zhuoxue, who originally wanted to stay and enjoy the two days of flowers, wished to pack her bags and go down the mountain immediately.

Same as him, wishing to roll down the mountain immediately, and Yang Qing.

Although Xun Bo didn't understand why Qiu Zhuoxue left in such a hurry this time, he also knew that people in the Jianghu used to come and go in a hurry, maybe there was something urgent, so he helped them prepare dry food and silver, and fed them every day. Two full horses were brought out.

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help thinking: If Uncle Xun knew that his little master's reputation was about to be ruined in my hands, he might not be as polite as he is now.

Feng Manlou prepared wine for him. Two altars of fine wine were placed in the brand new carriage, which was covered with a thick soft blanket and even a loose cushion, enough for Yang Qing to roll around in it.

Yang Qing was stunned, but Qiu Zhuoxue was indifferent.

He has always been like this, whether there is more or less money in the purse, life is always the same, whether the carriage is comfortable or uncomfortable, he can always carry on.

Feng Manlou glanced at Yang Qing, who was eager to jump into the carriage, and said softly: "I'm really curious how to impress you? Every year you come, I ask Xun Bo to decorate carefully, but you look the same every year. "

Qiu Zhuoxue smiled: "Your arrangement is neither the best nor the worst I have ever seen. If you want to impress me, you need to put more thought into it."

This made Feng Manlou raise his eyebrows slightly.

Yang Qing was used to being with Qiu Zhuoxue before, now she poked her head out and said in surprise: "Brother Qiu, have you ever had a more luxurious carriage than this? What does it look like?"

"Why should I have it?" Qiu Zhuoxue said unhurriedly, "Once others want to ask you, they will naturally spend countless thoughts and dare not neglect the slightest bit. If you have the ability to ask others to ask you in the future, you will know the world What does the most luxurious carriage look like?"

Yang Qing rolled inside: "But it's not mine."

"The silver is not yours either." Qiu Zhuoxue said lightly, "You passed it on, changed something, and it slipped out of your hand, it's not the same."

"What's the difference?" Yang Qing whispered, but now he finally understood why Qiu Zhuoxue never bargained along the way.

Qiu Zhuoxue pushed his little head, and Yang Qing immediately fell into the car like a rolling ball, and jumped onto the car seat, took the reins, and looked back at Feng Manlou: "I will return next year." Will come again."

Feng Manlou looked at him quietly: "Shanyu Xiaozhuang will still be here, and so will I."

Although the weather is not good today, but there is no wind, just a little snow, the carriage started to move, Yang Qing immediately poked his head out of the window to wave goodbye to Feng Manlou: "Brother Feng! Goodbye!"

Feng Manlou just stood where he was, watching Yang Qing slowly shrink back into the car, and then watching the car disappear into the snow scene. Only two rows of ruts left deep marks on the snow. Putting on a thick cloak, he persuaded softly: "Little Master, Young Master Qiu and Young Master Yang have already left."

Feng Manlou suddenly said: "Uncle Xun, do you know how to go beyond the maze?"

"Further into the maze?" Xun Bo thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Oh, you mean... why did the little master suddenly ask him?"

A little fear had already appeared on his aged face.

A smile flashed across Feng Manlou's face: "I just suddenly thought that if Yan Wuhen's mouth is as legendary as it is, he might soon be Zhuoxue's only choice."

Xun Bo let out an "ah" in confusion.

Of course Feng Manlou was joking.

He seemed very satisfied with his joke, his face was like the melting winter snow in spring, and he walked happily into the village.

Only Xun Bo was left at a loss.

……

Qiu Zhuoxue was on the way, and they had been walking for a full month.

In the past month, Qiu Zhuoxue didn't bring up that misunderstanding again, and Yang Qing gradually got out of the embarrassment of social death.

One month doesn't seem to be long, and it doesn't seem too short. When Yang Qing was finally able to start a new life in the world, the carriage had arrived in a bustling town.

The town here is not only more prosperous than northern Xinjiang, but even the sun is much warmer.

Qiu Zhuoxue even smelled the breath of spring, and there was not too much wine on the carriage, and it happened to be finished.

If Qiu Zhuoxue was alone, of course he would have parked the carriage outside the wine shop, but since he still had Yang Qing with him, he had no choice but to park outside the inn.

Actually, it's not too cold anymore, and Qiu Zhuoxue certainly doesn't have to drink, so he only ordered food, and Yang Qing buried himself in the rice bowl, eating rice grains all over his face, and said vaguely: "Brother Qiu, Where are we going?"

He has asked this question eighteen times.

"Go to see a friend." Qiu Zhuoxue answered him eighteen times.

Yang Qing was really puzzled. When they went to see Feng Manlou, Qiu Zhuoxue clearly told him about Feng Manlou very easily. Could it be that he was worried about another misunderstanding?

Thinking of that terrible misunderstanding, Yang Qing felt a little embarrassed.

Yang Qing held the chopsticks in his mouth, thought carefully, and finally asked boldly: "Is it a woman?"

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help laughing, he took a sip of tea, but didn't speak.

Yang Qing lowered his head dejectedly, almost buried his face in the rice bowl, and mourned silently for his bankrupt reputation, but until now, Qiu Zhuoxue was willing to take him by his side, so he didn't have anything to complain about. Finally, his eyes buried behind the rice bowl blinked: "Or a man?"

Just as Qiu Zhuoxue was about to say something, a group of people suddenly walked in from outside the inn, dressed in strong clothes and with weapons on their waists, they were obviously from the Jianghu, although they didn't know how capable they were, but their voices were obviously not low.

"Shopkeeper! Just serve good wine and good food!"

There are not a few people from the rivers and lakes in this inn. Although some eyes are attracted to them, most of them are eating with their heads down. After all, no one wants to get into unnecessary troubles.

This group of people found an empty table and sat down. The big man in the head drank a bowl of wine in one gulp, then heaved a long sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "This secret is not easy to come by. I think everyone here is my brother." , I told you just now, remember not to spread it outside.”

Several other people hurriedly said: "Brother don't worry, younger brother listened, I guarantee you will rot in your stomach."

Hearing the word "secret", everyone in the inn couldn't help pricking up their ears.

When Qiu Zhuoxue saw Yang Qing looked over curiously, she was happy to relax her ears, so she poured new tea for herself.

"Have you ever heard of Yanboke?" The big man put the empty bowl on the table, if he wasn't tall and thick, he would have the air of a storyteller.

Someone hastily filled it up for him: "Yanboke, without a speck of dust on his body, walks with the mist without a trace, walking on the rivers and lakes, how could he not have heard of Yanboke's name!"

"That's right." The big man drank the wine again, his face was stained with alcohol and turned rosy, "Although everyone has heard of his name, not everyone has seen him, because once Seeing him, even his enemies can't help but want to become his friends."

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

For some reason, Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly felt that she should check out and leave immediately.

"Hiss." Another long-faced man couldn't help but gasp, "How is this possible?"

"Ram goods!" The big man gave him a disdainful glance, just showing a little disdain everywhere, "Do you know that the sword practiced by Shan Yu's master, Feng Manlou, is the most ruthless and heartless sword technique in the world. Even if Chang'e from the Moon Palace descends to earth, he won't take a second look."

"Of course we have heard of the name of Master Shan Yu." The long-faced man became more humble, "A swordsman who only uses a sword in the Jianghu, if he has never heard of the old man, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud .But what does this have to do with Yanboke?"

"This is exactly the secret I want to tell you." The big man started drinking again, he gulped down two big bowls, and even the waiter couldn't help urging him to continue.

The big man breathed out a long breath, and said heavily: "You don't know, the owner of Shanyu is infatuated with Yanboke, and in order to please him, he planted camellias all over the northern border himself. The owner of Shanyu is like a fairy, and if he wants to be tempted It is impossible, Yan Boke not only did it, but also made a swordsman put down his dignity and sword, and do the work of a gardener. Isn't this enough to prove..."

Qiu Zhuoxue swallowed the tea silently.

The long-faced man murmured: "My dear, but Smokey...isn't he a man?"

"If you have seen a man like him." The big man sighed, "Maybe you have forgotten what a woman looks like."

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

Although he didn't have a heart attack, he felt that it was not far away, because he really wanted to vomit blood now.