The gentleman hides the front [Comprehensive]

Knowing that Ye Ying was leaving, Yu Luocha did not stay.It's just that it is his wife's elder teacher, and before Ye Ying left, Yu Luocha prepared enough bank notes and silver taels for him.

Ye Ying's eyes were clean, and there was nothing outside her heart, but at this moment she couldn't help but feel a little surprised - if Yu Luocha hadn't reminded her, maybe he really forgot about the matter of silver.

The Tibetan sword disciples were never short of money, and Ye Ying never bothered about such mundane affairs.But now the times are different, he has come here, so he has to consider the matter of rebuilding the Tibetan Sword Villa.This matter of money also needs to be bothered.

If that child is really Qige... Then rebuilding the hidden sword must be what she had in mind.Now that he has come to this world, the important task of rebuilding the hidden sword should no longer be placed on that child.

Thinking of this, Ye Ying raised her hand and squeezed her forehead, sighing softly.

The year Qie Ge was born coincided with his departure from customs.The child's father was out of temper. As soon as he met, he stuffed the small ball into his arms, and then, as if he was afraid that he would not agree, he hurriedly announced to everyone: "Look, my daughter is You are the first disciple of the Zhengyang lineage, and if you enter the Zhengyang lineage in the future, you will have to come and pay respects to the elder sister!"

Although he was his biological father, it was uncomfortable to hold Xiaoqiege, until he was stuffed into Ye Ying's arms, Xiaoqiege was sobbing very softly.But in Ye Ying's arms, perhaps feeling at ease, the little baby not only stopped crying, but fell asleep holding his hair in a short while.

It wasn't until Qie Ge blocked the knife and died for him that Ye Ying suddenly realized that this child usually followed her father's temper, and was the most free and unrestrained, but in fact, what she most resembled was raising her of myself.

Ye Ying's temperament, there is elegance, there is warmth, there is indifference.He can bear the accumulation of any beautiful words, but in the final analysis, he can use two words to describe it.Those two words are "commitment".

As for Ye Qige, she is clearly such a young girl, but since when did she know how to bear it silently?Because he is the first disciple of Zhengyang, he took on the responsibility of teaching his brothers and sisters, so he was better than anyone else, and he never wanted to ruin his master's reputation with his words and deeds.Because he was his only direct disciple, he subconsciously put Ye Ying's safety before his own life and death.

"Master, be careful."

The last words that the child said to him in the previous life were still in his ears, and Ye Ying's hands covered under the robe suddenly tightened.There seemed to be a lot of thoughts in his heart, but his face was calm.After all, he still has a lot to do before going to Jiangnan.

The acquaintance of Ye Ying and Hua Manlou was both accidental and inevitable.

Yu Luocha's intelligence network has penetrated a wide area. He told Ye Ying that during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, Xiao Qiege will gather with his friends in the small building where the seventh son of the Hua family in Jiangnan, Huamanlou.

Because Ye Qiege traveled by sea all the way, Ye Ying couldn't meet her on the way, so she simply arrived in the south of the Yangtze River and waited for her arrival at Ye Qiege's destination.

The Ye family is a scholarly family, and with Ye Ying's personality, he and Hua Manlou Mo Shuo did not know each other, even if they were old friends, if they came to the door rashly, Ye Ying would be the first to go to the door.

But things in the world are always so coincidental, that day when Ye Ying arrived in Hangzhou, she caught a thief, and it was through this that she met Hua Manlou.

Both eyes are dimmed, and Ye Ying's five senses are far better than ordinary people.In the bustling streets, he still keenly caught the sound of a sharp weapon passing through the silk thread.Hearing the man running towards her, Ye Ying frowned slightly, and when the man brushed against him, she said lightly, "Stop."

The master of Tibetan Sword's martial arts cultivation has reached a high level, the seemingly ordinary two words, but let a certain thief who is running away with light kung fu lose his true energy in an instant.Sikong Zhaixing, who was already known as the "King of Stealing Kings" in the Jianghu, would never have imagined that this young man who looked young had such terrifying strength.

There was a pain like a needle prick in his veins, Sikong Zhaixing tried his best to endure it, and wanted to run away, but the next moment, he was pinned across the neck by a long sword.The man's sword wasn't even out of its sheath, but the coolness from his neck still made Sikong Zhaoxing stiff, and he didn't dare to do it again - he had an instinct similar to that of a small animal.I can feel it instinctively, although the person in front of him seems gentle and harmless, in fact, he can definitely use the scabbard to draw himself into a dog qaq.

Therefore, Sikong Zhaixing resolutely gave up struggling, and shouted loudly to Huamanlou who was slowly walking this way: "Huamanlou, I am really playing with you. I returned it to you too, this time I also borrowed it to play for a few days, please explain it clearly to this hero."

With a series of suspicious trills, Sikong Zhaixing... resolutely admits.

Huamanlou probably already understood what was going on, touched her fan that had been cut off again, the smile on Huamanlou's face faded a little - the fan is not a pity, but this net, His mother made it up by herself.

However, although he is blind, he is very sensitive to the breath of people.From such a distance, he could also feel that although the aura of the chivalrous man holding his sword against Sikong Zhaixing was calm, the seemingly bloody blood on his sword was still lingering.

Hua Manlou instantly understood that this person had killed people before, and it was not rare.

Although Sikong Zhaixing's joke was too much, he was his friend after all, Hua Manlou couldn't watch him die.Helplessly smiled, Huaman went upstairs and told Ye Ying the whole story in detail, saying that this person and she knew each other, and it was just a strange little joke between friends.

Although Ye Ying did not agree with the act of stealing, she finally exposed it with the word "joke".But since the sufferer is not held accountable, it is not easy for him to do it for him.He raised the light sword that was pressing down on Sikong Zhaixing's shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, Sikong Zhaixing disappeared and fled for his life as if flying.

Huamanlou is a gentleman, so he naturally saluted and thanked Ye Ying.And Ye Ying also abides by the style of a gentleman, and is unwilling to ask for favors in return.He wanted to say goodbye, but stopped when he heard Hua Manlou's name.

Today's event was a coincidence, but it also saved Ye Ying a lot of effort, so, after explaining the purpose of coming here to Huamanlou, Ye Ying lived in Huamanlou's small building logically. down.

The fifteenth day is approaching, but Ye Ying can hardly sleep.

When he was in Hidden Sword Villa, he practiced the Heart Sword day and night, so he was used to sleeping very little.Later, when An Lushan and Shi Siming rebelled, Tibetan swords were thrown into the battlefield. Ye Ying, as the owner of the villa, was exhausted for the battle situation, so she slept less.

At that time, although Qiege didn't persuade him to sleep more, he went to disciple Wanhua and asked for a prescription for calming the nerves. After trying for a long time, he improved the decoction into a medicinal diet—Ye Qiege never neglected it when the war was most tense. Ye Ying's diet and daily life.

But now that everything is over, the old man still lingers in his heart, Ye Ying stays up all night because... as long as he closes his eyes, he can remember the feeling of the child's body getting cold in his arms.

Huamanlou is a considerate person.The son said that Ye's Qiege was his disciple, but Lu Xiaofeng said that his friend's name was Ye Guhong, and his character was Qiege.Although Ye Guhong's name is not as popular in Jianghu, Hua Manlou, who has a good relationship with Taoist Mu, also knows that Ye Guhong is a master of Wudang.

The young man in front of him doesn't seem to have any connection with Wudang, no matter his age or his moves, but since he said so earnestly, he is sure that the person he will meet with Lu Xiaofeng is the one he wants to wait for, even if there is any misunderstanding in it, Huamanlou I won't try to break it, which will only increase the embarrassment.

What's more, his Baihualou will never reject anyone, even the traffickers and pawns, let alone a person with a good manner and a good demeanor like Brother Ye.

Ye Ying is a gentleman like the wind, Huamanlou is as warm and moist as jade, and the two of them are very temperamental. They play chess, drink tea, play the piano and discuss Taoism in Baihualou, and they don't feel bored—but when the two of them came here by chance When the subordinates heard the news that the other party was also blind, no matter if it was Ye Ying or Hua Manlou, they would be stunned for a while.

Ye Qiege rested for a whole day at the inn under the name of Gong Jiu, and on August [-]th, she went out early in the morning with her two swords, planning to take a tour of Hangzhou City.Although Hangzhou is no longer her Hangzhou, Ye Qiege can still find some familiar traces in the small corners.

The young man in neat white clothes stretched out his slender white fingers, gently brushing the faintly scattered scars on the ancient trees, touching the calm autumn water of the West Lake, and lingering slowly on the dilapidated ancient sites.

But in the end, she turned around and returned to Hangzhou city.Walking on the bustling streets, feeling the same hustle and bustle as it was 600 years ago, Ye Qiege wanted to cry, but finally smiled.

Home country world.On the banks of the West Lake, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, her home is gone.Then, if you can see that the people here are living happily and in good health, then it will be a little comforting, right?

There was a smile on the lips of the young man in white, which made the sweet cake seller facing her blush quietly.

Ye Qige took out a few copper coins, and was about to buy a piece of sweet cake when he heard hurried and chaotic footsteps.In addition, something was lifted up and fell towards the place where Ye Qiege was.

Ye Qige instinctively wanted to hide, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the little girl selling sweet cakes opposite.Knowing that if he dodges, the girl behind will definitely be hit, Ye Qiege straightened his back, moved slightly, and covered the girl opposite him into his arms.

Fortunately, it was only a wax gourd that fell over.Although the wax gourd was not small in size, it had ordinary strength because it was lifted up at will. Ye Qiege only hastily mobilized [-]% of his internal force and dissipated it, hitting his back without feeling any pain.

"My lord! Are you okay?" The little girl selling sweet cakes turned pale, and regardless of her daughter's shyness, she stepped forward to help Ye Qige rub the place where she was hit.

Ye Qiege gently held her hand, and comforted her softly, "It's okay."

Shaked by the smile on the corner of the young man's lips, the girl's pale complexion quickly turned crimson.The wrist held by Ye Qiege was so hot that she seemed to be on fire, she lowered her head all of a sudden, and only after a while did she murmur: "Thank you for your help, young master."

Seeing the blushing face of the girl opposite, Ye Qiege remembered that she was disguised as a man, shook her head and laughed, and let go of her wrist.

There is no way, she always forgets that she is wearing men's clothes.When she was in Baiyun City, for the convenience of martial arts, Ye Qiege's clothes were always soft and neat, and her stature was not enough, so she seemed a bit indistinguishable.And now that she is going to sea, it is even more convenient for her to ask Uncle Zhong to make her some clothes according to the style of her brother's clothes. After her hair is tied up, she will be like a rich young man.

"Is the girl frightened?" Ye Qiege asked warmly after taking a few steps back.

The girl shook her head, but she said as if she had lingering fears: "These Jianghu people are the most reckless. Every time there is a disturbance and our things are smashed, my neighbor's elder brother was accidentally wounded to death by their swords. If it weren't for this My younger brother was ill this time... My mother must not allow me to come out and sell these sweet cakes!"

Speaking of the sad part, the woman's eyes were already red.

Ye Qige glanced back at the messy street, and frowned deeply.