The rivers and lakes can't stand it

The northern border is desolate and cold, and the business of the inns is bleak. I am afraid that there is not one in the ten houses that is not a black shop.

After all, most of the ones that can gain a firm foothold here are not very clean. When there are many customers, they will do business.

People need to drink water, horses need to eat grass, and it is inevitable to be stabbed a few times in life.

After entering the store, Qiu Zhuoxue only told the clerk to feed the horses, but did not order hot meals. Horses are hard currency like coins. Black shops may poison people, but they will never make horses suffer. After all, they always Treat other people's money as your own, and of course other people's horses are no exception.

After replenishing dry food and drinks as usual, Qiu Zhuoxue asked the proprietress to buy a set of winter clothes.

The proprietress was worried that there would be no place to make a fortune from a single business that took dozens of days. She was very happy when she heard this. She pulled out an old winter coat from nowhere, pointed to the patch on the coat, opened her eyes and told lies, emotionally telling that it was her own hands. The new clothes I made for my son were thoughtful every stitch and every thread, and I didn’t even forget to wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes. There were only three words in the words-additional money.

Yang Qing tried to bargain aggressively with the proprietress: "However, such an old jacket is worth so much money!"

The proprietress snorted coldly, almost turned her nostrils to the sky, and said in a strange way: "Young master is not in charge of the house, how do you know the current market situation? When it comes to fabrics for female workers, is it the old lady who knows or you, a young boy who knows! Otherwise, you Quote a price to hear."

Now Yang Qing was stumped, and was speechless.

Can't bargain, of course Qiu Zhuoxue can only pay the bill with money, Yang Qing couldn't help casting a guilty look, couldn't help but feel very cute, but the doubts in her heart inevitably deepened.

This young man is very diligent in his work, and it can be seen that he is definitely not a young master who stretches out his clothes and eats his food. Even when he encounters a hotel on the road, he is also very indignant at the boss's high price.But the strange thing is that he really has no idea about a lot of common sense, and he doesn't even know how much a tael of silver can buy.

Qiu Zhuoxue is not short of money, but because of his personality, he can rarely keep money. He thought he was already an eccentric, but he didn't expect Yang Qing to be even more eccentric than himself.

After the horses had eaten and drank enough, the two of them had replenished their dry rations and started on the road again. It was still early and they could walk for another half an hour before having lunch.

"Brother Qiu! The rabbit is ready!"

In the bitterly cold place outside the pass, even if the sun is hanging on the hills at noon, there is no warmth at all. Yang Qing obviously rushed over just after roasting. The rabbit meat and cheeks were red and hot. Dong Xiao immediately fell silent.

The song was suspended, and after Qiu Zhuoxue wiped the saliva on the mouth of the flute, she pinned it back to her waist again, and looked at Yang Qing in front of her warmly.

Although he doesn't know the rhythm, he knows how to respect others. Qiu Zhuoxue played a piece selflessly before, but Yang Qing actually waited for him a piece. Naturally, he couldn't let this sensible child starve and freeze with him.

Seeing that Qiu Zhuoxue stopped, Yang Qing thought the song was just over, so he graciously handed over the rabbit meat: "Brother Qiu, eat meat."

Qiu Zhuoxue replied with a smile: "No hurry, go back to the campfire."

Of course Yang Qing fully agreed, and quickly ran back. When Qiu Zhuoxue returned, he had already found a place to sit, was biting the warmed pancake, raised his face, and asked vaguely : "Speaking of which, Brother Qiu, I have something to ask you."

"what do you wish to ask?"

"Brother Qiu, why don't you find a coachman?" Yang Qing tilted his head, "If there is a coachman, wouldn't it be faster to drive in turns?"

"I have many friends, but also many enemies." Qiu Zhuoxue tore off a rabbit leg and gave it to him, her voice was unhurried, "I don't know when the enemy will come to the door, the driver is working hard just for money, if I What’s the point of having more money if you kill them.”

Yang Qing couldn't help hissing.

"Scared?"

Yang Qing immediately shook her head: "Don't be afraid, anyway, Brother Qiu will protect me."

So Qiu Zhuo Xue laughed loudly, a naughty adult may be annoying, but a naughty child always looks very cute.

Fortunately, along the way, there are neither friends who invite them to drink tea, nor enemies who come to seek revenge, only the endless loneliness that comes with the long journey to accompany them, but fortunately, they are now two people.

Holding the rabbit leg in one hand and the pancake in the other, Yang Qing continued to be his curious baby: "By the way, brother Qiu, tell me about your friend, I don't know what he is like yet." people."

He is really curious about what kind of person it is that can make Qiu Zhuoxue leave the warm Jiangnan, endure the cold and suffering, and rush to this bitter cold place in person just to deliver a medicine.

Qiu Zhuoxue fiddled with the fire, his eyes were brighter than sparks: "My friend is named Feng Manlou, he is a swordsman."

"Swordsman." Yang Qing seemed suddenly interested, "Is he a very powerful swordsman?"

However, Qiu Zhuoxue sighed: "He is indeed a very powerful swordsman, but his most well-known is not swordsmanship, but the heart disease that was determined by the genius doctor Gu Chan to be less than seven years old. This disease was brought out in the womb. , so it can’t be cured at all.”

Yang Qing couldn't help asking: "Then how old is he this year?"

"Now he is twenty-seven." Qiu Zhuoxue replied.

"Isn't he living a good life? He even lived a little longer than most people in the world." Yang Qing was puzzled, "Could this doctor be a quack doctor? Misdiagnosed?"

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help laughing: "If Gu Chan is considered a quack doctor, there probably wouldn't be any good doctors in the world that day. He wasn't misdiagnosed. That's why Feng Man Lou is a miracle. His illness is not completely without medicine. It can be cured, but Gu Chan doesn't think that he, or anyone else can do it. Because people with heart disease must not be overjoyed and sad, and they must not be anxious and anxious. Only by maintaining an absolute calm can they slow down the footsteps of the king of Hades. .”

Yang Qing shuddered when he heard it: "Isn't that the same as a dead person?"

"That's right, it's like a dead person." Qiu Zhuoxue didn't care about his slip of the tongue, and his eyes dimmed, "His parents first taught him how to learn swords, firstly to keep fit, and secondly to make him Indulge in swordsmanship and restrain your mind."

"It's just that no one thought that Feng Manlou was extremely talented in swordsmanship. He became famous in one battle when he was young, and his fame moved the world. However, he has no interest in victory or defeat. He is obsessed with swordsmanship to the point of selflessness. Peaceful, he does not hesitate to avoid the world, living far away in the bitter cold of northern Xinjiang."

Yang Qing wrinkled her face: "It sounds like you've put the cart before the horse?"

Qiu Zhuoxue sighed softly: "Because of this, all the swordsmen who have fought against him think that Feng Manlou is hardly a human being, he has cut off most of his desires and communication as a human being, and only sword."

Therefore, no one knew that what took Feng Manlou's life in the end would be heart disease, or his excessive obsession with kendo.

Yang Qing listened with gusto, and couldn't help blurting out: "Oh! He sounds like the villain who only shows up at the end of the novel..."

His voice suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he faltered.

This reaction was beyond Qiu Zhuoxue's expectation. He had seen countless people admire Fengmanlou, but everyone's admiration inevitably contained a trace of sympathy and regret, but Yang Qing didn't seem to care at all.

"Big anti-what?"

"Big reversal..." Yang Qing's small face was flushed, he seemed to think of something, and soon his tone became high again, "Big reversal! Yes, I mean big reversal! It's a rescue from a desperate situation. Meaning. In the books, characters like Feng Daxia often turn danger into good luck!"

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help smiling, he knew that Yang Qing was not telling the truth, and he also knew that what the child wanted to say just now was definitely not this sentence, but this kind of blessing is always pleasant, and even comforting: "Then Thank you for your kind words."

Yang Qing was silent for a moment, and suddenly looked at Qiu Zhuoxue's face worriedly. As a child, he was too caring: "Brother Qiu, did I say something wrong?"

Qiu Zhuoxue shook her head, and said softly: "On the contrary, I'm just glad you said that."

"very happy?"

"My friend is not as ruthless as the world imagines, he is sincere and sincere." Qiu Zhuoxue said lightly, "People often only think of him as a sword with cracks, thinking that collapse is doomed The ending. They don’t even regard him as a person anymore, but they forget that his heart flows with the same blood as ordinary people, and his body is also as warm as ordinary people, so he should enjoy the beauty of this world more.”

His face seemed to light up as he said these words.

Yang Qing thought for a while: "It sounds like he must not have many friends."

"He only has me as a friend." Qiu Zhuoxue sighed, "Maybe I am not worthy to be his friend."

Everyone can endure temporary loneliness, but Feng Manlou's loneliness is definitely not something ordinary people can bear. Facing the pain of his friends, he is powerless.

At this time, Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly noticed that Yang Qing's expression suddenly became distorted.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Zhuoxue asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Qing just looked at him very strangely, and his voice seemed to have changed: "Brother Qiu, I think this hero Feng must not have married yet."

"of course not."

For some reason, Yang Qing's face became more and more distorted and hideous.

The author has something to say:

Let me talk about the inspiration for this article. When I was studying poetry, I learned such a poem.

Under the drunk light of the beauty, there are horizontal waves flowing left and right.

Wang Sun was drunk on the bed and fell asleep upside down.

Jun Jin persuades me to get drunk, how about persuading me to get drunk?

At that time, I thought that a good guy was flirting and acting like a baby here, but when I saw it——"Reward Happy Tian Persuading Drinks" Yuan Zhen.

At that time, I fell into deep thought. I felt that it was not my problem, but Yuan Zhen's problem.

Yang Qing: I also think it’s Brother Qiu’s problem X

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