Cloud of the Qing Dynasty

Mu Liuyun said: "But Senior Qin Wushang's legs and feet are inconvenient, and he has just obtained the secret book that allows him to recover. How could he go to Jinghong Villa at such a dangerous time? After all, the secret escape route of Jinghong Villa has long been exposed. Being besieged by the army, he would be unable to fly. Taking a step back, even if he is really in the village, the doctor is not a god. Qin Wuqi's heart has been pierced by me. This kind of injury can be saved. I am It’s unheard of. Besides, didn’t you examine the corpse, did you find anything unusual at that time?”

"Although General Lu and I saw the corpse, in front of the mourning Mrs. Qin and everyone in the village, it was not easy to take off the shroud and examine the corpse carefully. The more I think about it later, the more I feel that I saw it through the pyre. Qin Wuqi seems to be a little different from his usual appearance."

Mu Liuyun frowned and asked, "Really?"

Zhang Chi scratched his head, and said hesitantly: "Actually, I'm not very sure, after all, the dead will never be as energetic as the living. However, considering that Jinghong Villa has a large number of talents, it's hard to say whether there will be any fake corpses." If it wasn’t for this, I really can’t understand why they were so anxious, they set fire to the body and burned it to ashes on the spot. Could it be that they were afraid that we would come to our senses and feel that something was wrong, so we could check it carefully A corpse?"

Originally, Mu Liuyun was very convinced that Qin Wuqi would definitely die, but now he has become less convinced: "From what you say, it seems that this possibility is also possible... Or you can ask Cheng Xiayue, if Qin Wuqi The dead body was really fabricated, she must know about it, and it is very likely that she personally participated in the planning, maybe you can find some flaws from her."

Zhang Chi smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's not that I underestimate myself. Mrs. Qin is probably one of the few people in the world who I can't even see through. Back then, even Wei Fantian was tricked by her. If she wanted to lie to me , I don’t have the confidence to tell the difference.”

"That's right." Mu Liuyun sighed, "...It seems that Qin Wuqi's life and death can only become an unsolved mystery."

***

At this time, Cheng Xiayue was embroidering in the room.

If you just look at her quiet and focused appearance sitting in front of the brocade, you may feel that she is nothing more than a docile and harmless lady, but you don't know that embroidery is just a means for her to concentrate when she is thinking about things.

Besides the embroidery tools, there was also a letter from Long Jiu in the embroidery basket next to it. In less than a month, the police from the capital city had gone to Jinghong Villa four times. He also repeatedly emphasized that you can ask him for help if you have any troubles.

How could Cheng Xiayue not understand the implication.

She tied the silk thread in her hand to the last knot, looked at the finished brocade and let out a sigh of relief, and called out, "Fu Jinglei."

The captain of the iron guard came in to bow down as soon as he heard Qin Wuqi's call in the past, but now he is the only one who still insists on treating Cheng Xiayue with the courtesy of the owner of the villa: "Madam, what are your orders?"

"Will you really be loyal to me as if your allegiance lasts forever?" Cheng Xiayue slightly moved her eyes away from the brocade, and looked at Fu Jinglei calmly, "Will you execute any order?"

"Yes." Fu Jinglei replied without hesitation.

"That's good." Cheng Xiayue said without warning, "Get ready, I will marry you before the end of the month."

Fu Jinglei raised his face and looked at Cheng Xiayue incredulously, thinking that he had heard wrongly, Cheng Xiayue said: "Why, am I not clear enough?"

Fu Jinglei stuttered: "Ma'am, this...why is this..."

Cheng Xiayue's tone seemed to be talking about the hot and cold of a cup of tea: "Haven't you always secretly admired me?"

Fu Jinglei bowed his head deeply: "Subordinates...although they have this heart, they never dare to think unreasonably, and the owner's bones are not cold..."

"I'm already pregnant." Cheng Xiayue interrupted him.

As if struck by lightning, Fu Jinglei looked up at Cheng Xiayue's still flat abdomen in astonishment, felt rude again, and lowered his head again.

"It shouldn't be difficult for you to figure out the relationship." Cheng Xiayue said, "Once people know that this is an indefinite posthumous child, I'm afraid that the child, no matter whether it is male or female, will not escape the fate of being wiped out."

"...The subordinate understands." Fu Jinglei said bitterly, "It's just that...the reputation of the lady...is bound to be criticized."

Of course, Cheng Xiayue had thought of this a long time ago. In this age, it's fine for a woman to remarry after her husband dies. She also served the enemy who killed her father and husband, and took her husband with her when her second husband was still alive. I am afraid that she will say everything behind her back, and the stigma of "thinness", "kefu", "sexy", and even "already had an affair" must not be able to escape.

But she just looked at the swan geese on the brocade, and said indifferently: "Only the weak need to care about other people's opinions. How they gossip behind their backs is their business, and it doesn't matter to me. The important thing is that the child in my womb is me. My own flesh and blood, no matter what his father did wrong, I will not let anyone hurt him. I will make people think that this child was born after I married you, and was born at full term, just like they hid It’s the same as an indefinite birthday, the same method, you might as well use it again.”

"...Yes, this subordinate understands, everything is up to Madam's orders." Fu Jinglei raised his head and looked at Cheng Xiayue with a somewhat complicated expression, but Cheng Xiayue ignored it, just picked up the scissors and cut off the remaining threads, Facing the swan goose on the silk cloth, he was silent for a long time.

***

Relying on his great achievements in dealing with Jinghong Mountain Villa, Zhang Chi was promoted again, and now he is the official Commander-in-Chief of the Eagle League Guards. Although he is only a fourth-rank military officer, no one in the capital dares to belittle this, which can directly affect the emperor himself. people of opinion.

With the improvement of Zhang Chi's status, his prestige has naturally increased. Now it is no longer easy for anyone to see him, and there are often more than a dozen subordinates and secret guards around him, and he will hug him when he goes out, which is very majestic. .

But no matter how his status changed, every once in a while, he would still slip away from his busy business and go to Shangqing Palace to stay with Mu Liuyun for a few days.

He was as familiar with the Shangqing Palace as his own backyard, and the Taoist priests had long been accustomed to his arrival, and they didn't even need to say hello.But this time Zhang Chi prepared a lot of gifts uncharacteristically, because he just got the news that the Shangqing Palace welcomed a person beyond everyone's expectations—Mu Liuyun's master Xuan Yichang has returned.

As the only surviving elder in the Xuanzi generation of the Shangqing Palace, Xuan Yichang is more than 90 years old this year, and he likes to travel around, especially running in various famous mountains and rivers, and it is not surprising to become a fairy in some unknown place at any time .The last time he left, there was no news for five full years. People in the sect were already mentally prepared, and even started discussing whether he should add his tablet to the Xianshi Hall for offerings. Unexpectedly, suddenly, He is back again.

Everyone in the Shangqing Palace respected the elder from the bottom of their hearts, and naturally welcomed his return. Mu Liuyun was especially happy, and immediately wrote a letter asking Zhang Chi to come and see his master.

When Zhang Chi heard this, he was more flustered than a poor son-in-law seeing his mother-in-law for the first time, so he hurried around to find out what Mr. Xuan Yi likes, and bought a lot of presents in a mess. A porter picked and carried it to Qingfeng Pavilion.

When Mu Liuyun heard the noise, he looked at the big and small boxes and asked in surprise, "You...what are you doing?"

Zhang Chi asked the porters to go back first, and he carried a box into the yard by himself: "It's not surprising that there are so many people, after all, it is your master, I have to make a good impression on him, otherwise your master will not like me, so I insist What can we do if you beat the mandarin ducks and tear us apart?"

Mu Liuyun said: "Master doesn't care about these extraneous things, besides, Master will naturally like people I like, so don't be nervous."

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, can you look at my image?" Zhang Chi exhaled, straightened his hair and clothes, and asked more nervously than entering the palace.

Today he specially wore a fine gold embroidered suit, which was tailored to fit him perfectly, and was closed with exquisitely crafted cooked leather wristbands and waist seals, which not only showed the ability of Jianghu people, but also revealed a bit of extravagance. He also wore a hair crown inlaid with beads and jade, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was rich.

For a moment, Mu Liuyun didn't know how to evaluate Zhang Chi who dressed himself up like a nouveau riche, so he shook his head speechlessly and took Zhang Chi to see his master.

Xuan Yidao was indeed quite old, his body was as thin as a stick, and the few remaining strands of silver thread were tied into a bun the size of an apricot. The two people who entered the door.

Mu Liuyun said as usual: "Master, I brought Zhang Chi here."

After all, Zhang Chi has seen strong winds and waves. Although he was still nervous in his heart, he clasped his fists neither humble nor overbearing on the surface and said: "Junior Zhang Chi, I have seen Master Xuan."

Xuan Yichang opened his eyes, looked at him silently for a while, and said slowly: "These days Liuyun told me a lot about you, and praised you as rare in the world, which made me curious. What kind of character should make him so favored."

Zhang Chi took a peek at Mu Liuyun, and said with a shy smile, "It's him who praised you."

Master Xuan didn't say anything more, exchanged a few pleasantries, thanked Zhang Chi for the gift, and let them go down.

After leaving the door, Zhang Chi asked anxiously: "I think your master doesn't like to see me, what should I do, is the gift I gave doesn't suit his old man's wishes?"

Mu Liuyun shook his head and said, "Master always treats everyone like this, don't worry too much."

Zhang Chi recalled the scene when he first met Mu Liuyun, and he could only comfort himself that if there is an apprentice, there must be a teacher. If he can raise an apprentice like Mu Liuyun, it is conceivable that Xuan Daochang will not be good. Get along with the character.

At the beginning, Mu Liuyun was so domineering, but he still coaxed him into his hands. Master Xuan thought it would not be an insurmountable difficulty, Zhang Chi gave himself enough energy, and went to sort out the gifts he gave him.

He was already as familiar with this Qingfeng Pavilion as his own home, and the decorations for food and decorations were quickly placed where they should be. Seeing that the gift he brought included a sapling, Mu Liuyun curiously said: "What's this?"

"Oh, this is for you." Zhang Chi even got the shovel ready, picked up the shovel and began to dig a hole behind the house, "After all, this Qingfeng Pavilion is a bit deserted, and you don't like living under the mountain. I have long planned to plant a peach tree to add some color to the mountain, so that you can see peach blossoms in spring and eat peaches in summer. I have seen it all. There is no wind blowing behind this house, and there is a hot spring flowing underground However, those that can grow alive, this season is suitable for planting trees..."

When Xuan Yichang walked out of the room, he saw the young man digging a hole and nagging non-stop, regardless of the expensive clothes on his body, while Mu Liuyun watched with a smile on his face, and made a few sentences from time to time. It is full of vitality that has never been seen in Qingfeng Pavilion.

He sighed softly, shook his head and went back to the house.

***

For Mu Liuyun, life is pretty much the same with or without a master. In the afternoon, he practiced swords for a while, ate dinner brought by his disciples, and took a bath in the hot spring with Zhang Chi, so Zhang Chi went first. asleep.

Usually he would sit quietly on the stone platform by the cliff and practice his internal skills until Zishi, but Master Xuan came over and said: "It's going to snow, let's practice in the study, I also have something to say to you."

"Yes." Mu Liuyun already had some bad guesses in his mind, he followed his master to the study to sit down, and asked, "Does the master think there is something wrong with Zhang Chi?"

Xuan Yichang shook his head: "Of course the person you like is not bad. You can also reassure your senior brothers that you are friendly with him, lest they keep talking about you, for fear that you will leave future generations with endless disasters. It's just that earlier I once divination for you in the past year. You are a rare long-lived personality. Most people you know are destined to die before you. But that Zhang Chi is bright and bright, but it seems to die early. If you If you have too deep a bond with him, in the end you can only stay sad."

Xuan Yidao has acquired a hobby in recent years. He likes to study things like the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams, but Mu Liuyun has never been interested in this. .”

"You can't believe it all, but you can't believe it either. The matter of fate is so mysterious that it has its own reason." Xuan Yi said slowly, "The flowers are brilliant and charming, and the spare branches will eventually wither. Think about it carefully. .”

"I understand what the master said, but a senior once told me that no matter whether I am ready or not, every day may be the last day of life, so every day should be lived without regret. In Jianghu, even if you have the appearance of longevity, it is hard to guarantee that you will perish one day. Instead of worrying about the parting that does not know when and when will come, it is better to cherish the present." Mu Liuyun looked up at Master Xuan, and said firmly, "Even if the flowers do not escape eventually withering, I still remember the time when the branches were full of flowers, which is worse than never being empty."

"You have been lonely since you were a child, you have no worries, you are not close to anyone, and you have never experienced the shock of the sudden death of an important person. Even if you can say the truth, but when things really happen, can you really be able to What do you mean by taking it lightly?" Xuan Yi said long and earnestly, "Your physique is special, so you should try to avoid major emotional fluctuations. Most people who are sad and sad are not thinking about eating and drinking, and giving up on themselves. But once you lose control, you will hurt yourself The harm may be far more than yourself, and many innocent people will be implicated. That's why I want you to think about it."

Mu Liuyun was silent, and after a long time he asked, "Does Master want me to separate from Zhang Chi now?"

Xuan Yichang shook his head: "I don't want to force you to do anything. A thing of love is like a person drinking water. You know whether you are warm or cold. You have to decide what to do. I just want to give you a suggestion while I am still here." Wake up, when spring begins, I will go out to travel in the mountains again."

"Master..." Mu Liuyun looked at Mr. Xuan in surprise. He thought that Mr. Xuan would stay in Qingfeng Pavilion for the rest of his life when he came back this time, but he didn't expect him to go out to travel again. Both of them knew in their hearts that they would leave this time , is likely to be Yongjue.

"I know what you want to say, don't worry about me, I came from the mountains, and I'm going to the mountains. I've seen everything I need to see in a hundred years, and I'm satisfied. If you can't even let go of this, then you need to take care of yourself Think about what I said." Xuan Yichang patted Mu Liuyun's shoulder, "I'm going to bed first, don't practice too late, go to bed early."

Mu Liuyun nodded sadly and said, "Yes."

***

After Xuan Yichang left, Mu Liuyun meditated on the futon, but did not start practicing, but thought over and over what he had just said.

Xuan Yichang’s worry was not unreasonable. Mu Liuyun recalled that he had fallen into madness several times in recent years. It was either a matter of life or death, or it was related to Zhang Chi. The few times when he lost control because of life and death, Zhang Chi also brought him back to his sanity. , but what if Zhang Chi is gone?What if Zhang Chi was killed because he lost control?

Will he be able to calm down by himself, or will he be completely insane like the Gorefiend father and son back then, becoming a lingering nightmare in the hearts of generations?

But none of this happened. Maybe as he grows older, he can better control his emotions, maybe he will be sad, but not out of control, or maybe the world is difficult, but he died earlier, If that's the case, what's the point of him forcing himself to leave Zhang Chi.

Besides, can he really let go and leave?

After closing his eyes and thinking deeply for a long time, Mu Liuyun's mind gradually became a little confused.

When he opened his eyes, he was already gray-haired, and the birds were clamoring outside the window. The peach tree planted by Zhang Chi had grown very large, and the trees were full of flowers, adding a touch of incompatibility to the deserted mountain.

His long-gone lover is buried under the peach blossom tree. They used to have countless laughs and chats, but now there is only a wordless stone tablet left.

But there was no sadness or joy in his heart, calm as usual, he gently brushed off the fallen flowers on the stele, and took a qin to play a song in front of the stele.

When the sun rose, he got up and went to practice, as he had done for many days and years.

Mu Liuyun opened his eyes again, he was still sitting on the futon, the candle had already been extinguished, and it was snowing outside the window at some point.

It turned out that it was just a dream.

But his heart had calmed down, he got up and walked out of the study, and walked back to Zhang Chi's side through the thin snow.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Chi didn't wake up, he turned over in a daze in his sleep, wriggled and moved in to make room for half of the already warm bed.

Mu Liuyun looked at his sleeping face by the candlelight, maybe the road ahead would be difficult and bumpy, maybe the future would be unpredictable, but no matter what, he was determined to face this person together.

He blew out the candle, lay down next to Zhang Chi, embraced the warm body, and closed his eyes calmly.

-end-

The author has something to say: This story is finally finished_(·ω·」∠)_

From the initial daily update, to the dismal popularity later, it became a weekly update, and because other pits had to be filled and the thoughts could not be connected, it became a predestined update. It dragged around for a few years, but never abandoned the pit. Thoughts, because I really like this story and this pair of CPs, and I always hope that some readers will like them as much as I do after reading this story, and remember them.

The ending was planned many years ago, and I even thought about a lot of follow-ups, but as long as the story ends in the best place, everything in that world will continue to run in my mind.

After removing the two major forces of Red Lotus Sect and Jinghong Mountain Villa, the current situation gradually stabilized. Coupled with the emperor's efforts to govern, that dynasty ushered in a short-lived golden age. Of course, Zhang Chi also contributed to this.

However, the world must be divided for a long time, and the world must be divided for a long time. At the beginning of the dynasty, the martial arts forces gradually declined, and when the dynasty fell, the martial arts forces bloomed again. The Shangqing Palace never reproduced its current glory. Absolutely.

The three children, Qingliu, Qingyue, and Qingling, later grew up to be the pillars of the next generation of Shangqing Palace. None of them was officially married to anyone, but they have always maintained the kind of three people dating together, and everyone feels like a light bulb. wonderful relationship.

Under Cheng Xiayue's hands, Mingyue Villa has gradually become a commercial empire dealing in silk and dyestuffs, with even more power and wealth than before. Most of the old people who belonged to Jinghong Villa died well under her care.

As for Qin Wuqi, although some people suspected that the hero of this generation was not dead, he did not appear in anyone's sight again.

After the collapse of Jinghong Villa, the elders of Tingquan Villa got involved in the rivers and lakes dispute again because they exposed their whereabouts. People only know that the last group of people who tried to chase them were poisoned by the poisonous doctor and died terribly. The two elders once again disappeared into the sea of ​​people without their names, and no one knew their whereabouts anymore.

Mu Liuyun lived to an age older than his master, and was the longest-lived Taoist priest in the history of the Shangqing Palace.

Zhang Chi did not live as long as he did, but he also lived to the "old age" in the ancient sense. Later, he became an important figure in the capital. The Eagle League guards had their eyes all over the Central Plains, maintaining the integrity of the entire dynasty on another secret front. peaceful.Even though the Falcon Guard's reputation has faded many generations later, the history books fully credit the organization's contributions in the early days of the dynasty.

Such a big man who was powerful for a while did not leave any children, but cultivated a large number of disciples and old officials. Many years after his death, the tomb left in the capital is still visited by people, and the incense is endless.

But his real body was buried in Huashan Qingfeng Pavilion, under the peach blossom tree he planted by himself, accompanying his lover.

Well, see you in the next story_(·ω·」∠)_

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