Riling Up The Jianghu

Ruan Ni had been waiting early in the morning, but the third palace lord was even more troublesome than the eldest girl getting into the sedan chair.

In the hidden golden pavilion, Lu Zhun was dressed neatly, with a scimitar on his waist and a satin bag tied on his back.He counted the gold and silver in the house, locked the cabinet, and then went out.

There were three account books in the baggage, he got on his horse and joined Ruan Ni, and left the extraordinary palace together.

The horseshoe stepped across the long street, and Huo Linfeng leaned on the window to see clearly. He couldn't help but wonder, who is on the other side of the court?Looking back on the information, the carrier pigeon delivered his message, and this time it was Chen Ruoyin who was holding back the account book.A son of the Marquis of Dingbei, a prime minister, he cares about the high position and weight of the person, so it is estimated that the rank of the person in the court will definitely not be low.

He suddenly remembered that that day in Hanzhou, when Rong Luoyun gave Jia Yanxi and two account books in vain, obviously trusting Shen Zhou.

His official position is not low, he doesn't get along with Chen Ruoyin, and he trusts Shen Zhou... Could it be that the man is Grand Tutor Shen Wendao?

He quickly denied that if Shen Wendao was really the case, all five account books would be given to Shen Zhou, why bother.He meditated but failed, that's all, haste makes waste, and the future will be long.

In the past, he seldom rested and bathed. If there was a battle, he would fight.Huo Linfeng simply took this opportunity to practice behind closed doors, keeping his ears to the outside world.

The young master is working hard in the building, and the servant is not only delivering three meals a day, but also has to be idle. "This is no young master." Du Zheng squatted in the corner watering the flowers, "It's clearly a boudoir lady who doesn't leave the door."

While muttering, two disciples entered the garden and together carried a magnolia sapling.

Du Zheng stood up: "What is this..."

The disciple said: "The second palace master ordered it." After saying that, he searched for a free corner in the garden, dug a hole and planted it, and left after planting it, without explaining anything else.

Du Zheng wondered, how could Rong Luoyun give away a magnolia plant for no reason?Could it be that the young master told others?

At this time, the bamboo ladder made a sound, just as Huo Linfeng came out of the building.Originally, he kept his eyes closed, and felt kind when he smelled the slight fragrance, but when he raised his eyes, he was attracted by the magnolia saplings in the corner of the garden.Stepping up to the tree, stretch out your hands and pinch the trunk, like a father checking whether the child is growing strong.

"Who grew it?" he asked.

Du Zheng replied: "Second Palace Mistress ordered the race."

Huo Linfeng had a thought, since that night when he mentioned it on the stone steps in the mountain, the other party silently remembered it.This magnolia is not a seedling, it has grown very tall, is it for him to see the flowering as soon as possible?

But when the flowers bloom, what's the use for him to see them?

There is a saying that "people take tea to cool down". When that day comes, the garden will be as deserted as it was before he moved in.Then a new big disciple moves in, maybe he likes peach trees, maybe he likes apricot trees, but it has nothing to do with him.

Then... Will Rong Luoyun still plant trees for others?

Will he wait from Youshi to Choushi, give him a handkerchief, and ask others to dress him and change his hair?

Huo Linfeng flew into the sky facing this magnolia plant, and his thoughts were more difficult to contain than flooded water.Suddenly, a thrush flew over from nowhere, and it wailed softly, tactfully waking him up.

Standing on the sidelines, Du Zheng saw clearly, he is very simple, he will be fierce to anyone who treats his master badly, and he will kiss anyone who is kind to him. "Master, apart from the misunderstanding about the tonic, Rong Luoyun treated you very well." He asked sharply, "But as the rumors say, he is a villain after all, will you soften your heart when confronting each other in the future?"

Huo Linfeng said coldly: "You also know it's a rumor, the truth and falsehood have yet to be verified."

The key point is that there is no evidence to prove that it is false. Regardless of other things, the innocence and lives of those fifteen girls are enough to anger people.Du Zheng sighed: "I remember the young master said that when planning an army, you should be extremely strict and prepare for the worst."

Huo Linfeng couldn't bear it and said: "You don't think I'm annoying enough, do you?" He grabbed the kettle and kicked Du Zheng away, "Clean up the house and stop blowing in my ears."

When the opponent fled with his tail between his tails, he watered it with his own hands on the spot.

Huo Linfeng took a closer look, since he joined the Uncommon Palace, he has not seen the four palace masters commit any crimes, but they have contributed a lot to Hanzhou's disaster relief.Of course, Bufan Palace colluded with people in the court, maybe they just followed orders.

As for the worst plan, Rong Luoyun's face appeared in his mind, pale in pain, flushed in embarrassment, so alive with humility, joy and anger... He stopped thinking about it as if to avoid it, and when the time came, he would meet tit for tat , listen to God's orders.

A magnolia plant sways people's emotions, just like the small note under the plate.

At night, Rong Luoyun held the book by the window, watched the words with his eyes, listened to the sound with his ears, and silently read half the book.My eyes are tired and sore, but my ears are always whispering, why is no one coming?Magnolia was sent to wait all day, why didn't the man come to thank him?

He didn't need to say "Thank you, Palace Lord, for your kindness", he just sent his heart out, and he wanted to get a response.

Could it be that the lights are too dim, and the other party mistakenly thinks they have gone to bed?Rong Luoyun went to look for Huo Nu, and lit up all the gauze lamps in the bedroom, as if he felt that it was not enough, he lit up the small study room and the corridor around the hall.

Finally, there was the bamboo-handled lantern, which he held in his hand as he lit it.

The Wuming residence is rarely brightly lit, and the patrolling disciples would come to inquire every time they passed by, thinking that the palace lord was busy.Rong Luoyun answered "nothing" over and over again, and his loss spread inch by inch. There was nothing wrong with him, this madness was clearly sick.

Later, he got tired of waiting, turned around and went back to the house lonely, and blew out all the lamps one after another.

He should come tomorrow, they all went to bed and stained the pillows, he still didn't give up.After eating the steamed pears, Xiaojian hid himself, and three days had passed since he was full of fights, did the man surnamed Du have nothing to report to him?

Even if there is not, the lotus in the tank is wilted, and I will not replace it with a new one.

He is a majestic Palace Master, how dare he go to Qianji Hall all the time, why is he so lacking in winking as a big disciple?The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he turned over violently, punched the pillow, and smashed the soft mattress out of the hole.

Hmph, that night was full of joy and harmony, and once he recovered from his illness, he must have slept soundly; I gave him sweet and sour, and the fragrance of pears in his mouth, but didn't ask him how he felt in his heart; his thoughts were quiet and quiet, and he Ears pricked up all night in vain; a heart staggers, where is it staggering, could it be that it fell and fainted halfway?

Rong Luoyun tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, his resentment was thicker than the fog, and the fire was brighter than the moon.

With a bang, the wind closed the small window, and he felt even more bored.Leaning forward and slapping his palm luckily, he pushed the window open and lay down again. There was no discomfort in the heart and lungs in Dantian. Could it be that the internal strength has recovered?

Rong Luoyun temporarily swept away the haze, sat cross-legged and exercised his skills, using his true energy to drive away his impatience.

When it got deeper and the dew was heavy, I finally fell asleep with a relaxed body and mind.

After another two days like this, Rong Luoyun never waited for Huo Linfeng to thank him, the magnolia plant was like throwing a stone into the sea, and there was no more news.He could have ordered the other party to come over, but he felt...that was so boring.

The weather was not good that day, gloomy, misty as if surrounded by misty rain.

Rong Luoyun left Wumingju and wanted to go to Duan Huaike for a game of drinking. When he passed Qianji Hall, he kept his eyes on him, but he couldn't help but slow down.He lost control a little bit, secretly raised the end of his eyes, and glanced at the bamboo building inside the wall from the corner of his eye.

The casement was half closed, and no one waved to him.

He closed his eyes and ran straight ahead.

Go outside Zuishen Yazhu, not far from Miao Cang Terrace, and you can even hear the shouting of disciples practicing.There was a faint worry, he had not entered the other garden, and followed the sound in a daze.

After walking nearly a hundred steps, the field of vision suddenly widened, and all the disciples on the Miaocang stage were practicing exercises in line.

Walking through the ranks is a man standing out from the crowd, with a jade crown and a handsome face, more than eight feet tall and unyielding, dark-colored uniforms outline broad shoulders and a strong waist, and the hem of the clothes is full of vigor in the wind.

Rong Luoyun watched from afar, but he hadn't seen him for several days. It seemed that the man's wind and cold had recovered, and his skills had also recovered.Suddenly, whoever called out "Second Palace Master" first, one after another, the entire group of disciples called him through the clouds and cracked stones.

Huo Linfeng looked back, and saw Rong Luoyun standing by the side of the long street, his expression a little numb.He acted before thinking, took a step, and shouted at all his disciples at the same time: "Five postures with back body! Right fist is coming out!"

The disciples listened to the order and turned around in unison. He strode down the Miao Cang Terrace and stopped in front of Rong Luoyun.As soon as they stopped, the two hesitated, undecided for three points, and when their eyes met, their pent-up thoughts were in a mess.

"Palace Master." Huo Linfeng was as gentle as Duan Huaike, "How are you these few days?"

Rong Luoyun nodded slightly, and said, "No one bothers you, so it's good."

These words hidden a needle in the thread, piercing Huo Linfeng into a sieve.The sieve of Yushu Linfeng took half a step forward: "The steamed pears that day were fresh, and today the pears are finally dry, and I plan to send them to you after the practice." After explaining, he added a sarcasm, "If you bother me, let You apologize."

Rong Luoyun was so angry that he smashed the bed that night, but now he heard the reasoning and had the needle withdrawn, leaving only cotton.He asked, "Do you like magnolia trees?"

Huo Linfeng is used to being suspicious: "It's okay."

Rong Luoyun raised his foot and kicked: "Answer what I like to hear, or I will dismiss you as a big disciple."

Huo Linfeng replied truthfully: "I like it." A group of disciples stayed in the five poses for a long time, but he neglected his duty to make the palace master happy, his face suddenly got wet, and it finally started to rain on this cloudy day.

Rong Luoyun turned around and wanted to run, and wanted to go back to Zui Shen Yazhu to hide from the rain and play chess.Huo Linfeng tightened his grip, like an eagle holding a rabbit in his mouth and keeping his mouth shut, thinking that he doesn't bother him, who is Duan Huaike looking for now?He has sweet pear slices here, and he plays the broken chess of Lao Shizi!

Ascending to Miao Cang Terrace, he yelled at everyone: "Everyone finds a place to hide from the rain, and you are not allowed to enter the hall!"

The disciples scattered in all directions, crowding under the trees and under the eaves.Huo Linfeng pulled Rong Luoyun into the Shenbi Hall, and relied on his identity to occupy the entire hall. There was a package of oiled paper on the table, and a small handful of dried pears was opened.

Rong Luoyun muttered: "Such stinginess is not enough for me."

Huo Linfeng said: "I'll give you two catties at a time, what excuse should I find to bother you?"

The sarcasm was sweet, Rong Luoyun threw a piece of it into his mouth, and said with a mouthful, "There are too many. The withered lotus flowers need to be replaced, the pigeons and magpies need to be fed, and the ginkgo trees need to be watered." No need."

Huo Linfeng was overjoyed in his heart, seeing the other party's ruddy complexion and full of confidence, he guessed that his internal strength had recovered a lot.He skipped the maid's work, and asked casually: "Is it necessary to wash the hair, or is it necessary to check the pulse?"

The incident at the mountain monastery was still in his mind, his heart was about to jump out of his mouth, and his mouth was about to murmur embarrassingly... Rong Luoyun turned around and said nothing, as if annoyed, annoyed, walked from the table to behind the hall door , and slowly turn back.

He took Duan Huaike as an arrow, and said, "Brother, just check your pulse."

Huo Linfeng walked over: "The lord of the palace knows medicine, so he is naturally better than me." He approached him, just like wiping the oil dripping from the edge of his jaw, he put his palm on his small face and made a finger towel to wipe away the raindrops on his face.

At the same time, Rong Luoyun quietly puffed out his chest.

He propped up his hands, holding slices of pears wrapped in oil, and forgot to swallow the slices in his mouth.The big hand moved down, tightly covering his heart, grasping his violently beating heart through Chu Xia's thin clothes.

Plop, plop, there seems to be an echo in the hall.

Across the door, the disciples could be heard playing.

Rong Luoyun was in a daze, and murmured, "What do you mean by your wobbly heart..."

In an instant, Huo Linfeng's eyes were full of mottled, pure white magnolia, light gray handkerchief, pink lotus and green leaves hiding red carp.His heart is in a state of disarray, how can he be qualified to visit someone's house?With his big hand down, he touched Rong Luoyun's side and gave a fierce hook, hugged, hugged, raised his head and rubbed his forehead with his chin, and lowered his head to rub his temples with his thin lips.

"Palace Master." His voice was hoarse, "Listen yourself."

Rong Luoyun was pressed against his solid chest, his eyes closed in panic, and the powerful and flustered heartbeat fell into his ears.Just like the sound of his drum beating on the day of the martial arts competition, and like the sound of horseshoes when Huo Linfeng was looking for him, it covered the sound of the rain and the sound of the wind, disturbing the tranquility of the hall.

Outside the palace gate, there was a shout suddenly.

The rain was getting heavier, Du Zheng saw that his master hadn't returned, so he brought an oil-paper umbrella and a cloak.He rushed into the hall all at once: "Brother, be careful and catch the cold!" Focusing his eyes, the younger brother and Rong Luoyun were standing together, and the two blushed in competition.

Huo Linfeng approached, gritted his teeth in a low voice: "I really know how to choose the time!" Pulling the cloak back, he stretched it out and put it on for Rong Luoyun.Rong Luoyun was extremely embarrassed, as if his elder brother broke something.

He didn't dare to guess what would have happened just now if Du Zheng hadn't come.

"I'm going first." He wanted to escape from the hall, and hid far away, "I'm going to Chaomu Tower." After saying that, he left, took a few steps to calm down, and added in a low voice, "My sister likes to eat hot pot in rainy days , I’ll just have a meal... nothing else.”

This sentence is not self-inflicted, and Huo Lin's style is very useful.

The rain kept falling, and all the disciples returned to Qianji Hall after failing to practice, and took the opportunity to kill the day.When it was dark, Huo Linfeng went to Wumingju for a while, but Rong Luoyun hadn't returned yet.

Changed the lotus in the jar, fed the magpies and pigeons, picked up the ginkgo leaves, but Rong Luoyun still hasn't returned.

It's raining, so I guess we'll stay overnight.

He went back to the bamboo garden to rest, but in the middle of the night, the wind and thunder shook him awake again.Putting on clothes and going downstairs, looking for branches to reinforce the magnolia, after tossing and tossing, the drowsiness was eliminated.The ugly time was about to pass, he left the bamboo garden with an umbrella and a lantern, left the Qianji hall, and walked slowly along the long street to the corner of Zimen.

Rong Luoyun once stood here waiting for him, and he also tasted what it was like to wait for someone to return home.

The wind is weak at Yinshi, the rain stops at Maoshi, and the sky is bright at Chenshi.

The people gathered in the city, households, peddlers, wives and men, and boatmen who came from the ferry... The voices of the people gradually boiled, filled with anger and grievances mixed with unspeakable pity, and in the deepest part, there was a heartbroken cry .

Surrounded by a crowd like a tide, is a couple. In front of the couple, there is a straw mat and a white cloth, covering the little girl who died last night.Rape and murder to death are the same as the [-] murders in Xiaoyang City. There are three characters engraved on the head of the bed - Rong Luoyun.

It seemed to be clear at the beginning, but panic broke out in Xiganling.

Huo Linfeng is still waiting... I don't know that the world has changed outside the palace.

The author has something to say: Xiaorong Mood Diary 3: In early summer, the rain turned sunny. 1. It is purely a fabrication. 2. My palace lord handles this line personally after writing it.