Senior sister said that she would not marry me unless she wanted to

"Whether this painting is by Du Baoqin is hard to say." After returning to the inn with Xue Shuyan, Du Yunge and Xue Shuyan took a good look at the ugly raccoon slave on the slightly yellowed drawing paper by the light of the oil lamp. The more you look at it, the more cute it means:

"But at least the writing is hers."

Different from those people who can only laugh at the ugly cat and have gold and silver in their eyes and arty people, Du Yunge, as the master of the Miaoyin Sect, has the original copy of Du Baoqin in his hand, and even got the copy written by Du Baoqin from the Emei School. The piano score, of course, recognizes the extremely graceful and neat hairpin lowercase script.

It is said that "a picture is born from the heart, and words are like a person", which really makes sense.It’s just like everyone in the Zhao family in the previous dynasty was commented on, saying that “the spirit is not strong enough, it’s unbearable to look at”; General Yue was appreciated as “extraordinary” because of the crouching dragon and hidden tiger in his handwriting, and was immediately promoted from the army. Reaching the sky in one step, although it is too mysterious, and things such as likes and dislikes, age, beauty and ugliness cannot be seen, but the character of a person can still be seen from the words.

Just looking at the beautiful and upright hairpin lowercase script, even if you don't have the chance to see the true demeanor of the first sect master who founded the sect by himself in a world where men and women are very different in status, you can feel that Du Baoqin is absolutely Thoughtful and exquisite, she is not a kind person.

But if she is really a benevolent person, how can she befriend the empress for most of her life in an officialdom where "God's grace is unpredictable" and "accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger" from generation to generation? Woolen cloth?

Xue Shuyan didn't pay much attention to the painting in front of him which cost Du Yunge a whole good imperial green bracelet.In her opinion, Yunge can do anything, even if Du Yunge wants to exchange her Yanling Saber for something, as long as she is happy, then it will be fine.

It's just that the light from the oil lamp is a bit dim, if Du Yunge continues to look at it, it will hurt his eyes.Right now, I can rely on my youth and not take my body seriously, and it doesn’t matter if I look at things under a dim light. If I get older in the future, it will be too late to cry.

After all, this inn is not Miaoyinmen's own business, so it will not pay special attention to Du Yunge and Xue Shuyan in terms of expenses. The lamp oil sent is just ordinary high-quality lamp oil. Compared with Miaoyinmen's own, it is simply bleak and dim. , very dull.

Du Yunge didn't choose either.All her attention was attracted by the painting, because she was not used to the slightly dim light, so her brows were slightly frowned, until Xue Shuyan took a small cloth bag from the luggage and opened it, she was full of The gentle and flowing brilliance of the room smoothed away a little wrinkle between the brows, and thanked Xue Shuyan:

"Senior sister has a heart."

Xue Shuyan held the handful of Mani orbs full of jealousy to the point of bleeding in his palm, and sat silently beside Du Yunge, and adjusted his position carefully so that they would be respected in the Buddhist school. The gemstone that is the "first of the seven treasures" but can only focus light can not only refract the light to make it more concentrated and bright, but also protect Du Yunge's eyes from being dazzled.

After finishing all this, Xue Shuyan said: "It was Chun Protector who asked me to take it."

——Although she didn't say anything more, Du Yunge didn't know why, but he could clearly hear Xue Shuyan's unfinished words from this half-sentence without beginning and end:

Although I didn't think of bringing it myself, I carried it with my own hands for you.

Du Yunge was so frightened that he quickly shook his head, and threw such an astonishing speculation out of his mind:

Her Senior Sister Xue is such a calm person, it is impossible for her to take credit for such a trivial matter so earnestly!

Du Yunge, who soon succeeded in persuading himself, continued to look down at the painting.It didn't take long for her to see something wrong.She took the painting and sat next to Xue Shuyan again, and pointed to a seam on the painting that could only be barely seen under the light in the middle of the night:

"This painting was revealed."

The magical technique of exposing paintings is ancient and can turn one painting into two. It is said that a skilled craftsman can even reveal three paintings, and each painting is the same as the original.

It's just that this matter not only has extremely high requirements for skills, but also because the removed paintings are all divided from the original, and there are no genuine or fake ones, it is not easy to do at Jinshi's house, and the paper used is not easy. It must be extremely expensive multi-layered Xuan; the above conditions are already extremely harsh, but if the painter uses light brushes and inks so that the ink cannot penetrate the multi-layered Xuan, even if the craftsman is a godsend, he will not be able to paint. It might be revealed.

The superimposition of all kinds of restrictions makes fewer people willing to reveal the paintings.Even if there was, it was when we separated that we had to remove the painting because we couldn’t divide it, and when we repaired the frame, we had to remove it because the first layer was broken. It can be said that it is one in a million, and it is very confusing for people to frame it carefully, or to inscribe poems after the mounting is completed.

After finding out that this was a debunked painting, Du Yunge became more and more puzzled: "Senior Du has such a good handwriting, why did he choose to write for such a painting?"

She subconsciously asked Xue Shuyan: "What do you think, Senior Sister?"

Xue Shuyan pondered for a while, then slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Maybe this is a painting given by Master Du's sweetheart."

Du Yunge was stunned by Xue Shuyan's answer: "Senior Sister's answer is very interesting, I don't know how to explain it?"

Xue Shuyan said: "If it is a gift from relatives and friends, you don't have to guard an uncovered painting so preciously and frame it, and then ask for another copy; Du Baoqin didn't have anything long before he went to Miaoyin Mountain. She's a knight-errant, so there won't be any family heirlooms, this painting must belong to her, but I don't know if it's her authentic work or not."

Du Yunge understood a little after being dialed in this way, nodded and said: "Senior sister's words are very reasonable."

"Thinking about it, only the things of the sweetheart will be so cherished and valued - even a picture is so valued - framed with inscriptions, and it must be treasured and passed on from generation to generation."

Xue Shuyan stared at the painting for a long time before opening his mouth and saying:

"It may also be a sweetheart who couldn't get it, or simply couldn't be together due to various reasons."

Du Yunge suddenly remembered the flamboyant and slightly sloppy lines she saw when she was reading the piano score left by Du Baoqin, so she quickly took out the score and watched it with Xue Shuyan:

"Is it possible that it is this person?"

When the two of them were reading a book together, suddenly Xue Shuyan's expression turned serious, and he said to Du Yunge:

"There's someone outside."

Du Yunge immediately thought of He Zhenzhen: "Is it the owner of the He Family Village?"

It can't be considered that she has wronged He Zhenzhen, it's just that this person is full of bad things and has done too many bad things. No matter in this life or the previous life, this person has been working hard and making troubles. What if the whole family of Miaoyinmen work together If He Zhenzhen had put in half of the efforts that had stumbling Miaoyin's sect, Miaoyin's sect would definitely be the No. [-] school in the world now.

In any case, as long as it's not a good thing, it's absolutely fine to buckle He Zhenzhen wholeheartedly.Anyway, He Jiazhuang has definitely done a lot of unscrupulous things that are not known to the public, and it is not wrong to blame them more on the bright side.

However, much to Du Yunge's surprise, Xue Shuyan shook his head first, and after listening carefully for a while, he affirmed:

"Not her."

Before Du Yunge asked the reason, Xue Shuyan said it himself first:

"Her qinggong is not so good."

This sentence was full of sarcasm, coupled with Xue Shuyan's expressionless expression, there was no need for extra embellishments, and suddenly there was a condescending sympathy, which made Du Yunge almost laugh.

——With Xue Shuyan by her side, she is not as afraid of ghosts and gods as before, let alone a mere He Zhenzhen? !

It was now completely night.Xue Shuyan and Du Yunge exchanged a look, and they knew that the other party went with him:

This might be the barbarian spy!

It's just that no matter how good his lightness kung fu is, it's far inferior to Xue Shuyan's extraordinary talent and hard work. No, when he passed by where they were staying, he was immediately spotted by the deputy head of the Miaoyin sect. trace.

"Go, let's follow together." Xue Shuyan and Du Yunge jumped out of the window together, and sure enough, they saw a black figure on the eaves not far away.That person's movement is very strange, Du Yunge looked at it for a while but didn't understand what kind of movement it was, Xue Shuyan said in a low voice:

"It's the work of the Qiang people."

There are actually many kinds of Hu people, such as Tubo, Turkic, Xianbei and Qiang people, but the Central Plains people have always relied on the descendants of Yan and Huang, so they summed up this group of outsiders with one word, calling them "Hu". Outsider, barbaric and crude.However, the division of tribes is very particular. For example, compared with the Uzaka tribe who started their careers and pay attention to blood, the Qiang people are obviously better at light work.

They followed the man not far or near, and found that the man had actually entered the deserted house.The moment the figure of that person disappeared into the deserted house, there was a faint sound of the piano.

The moment Du Yunge heard the sound of the piano, he obviously let out a long breath, and his expression, which had been tense because he was getting closer to this "haunted house", suddenly relaxed.As soon as she raised her hand, she stopped Xue Shuyan from rushing in and dragging him out, and explained:

"As long as it's not something about ghosts and gods, it doesn't hurt to listen to it."

Facing Xue Shuyan's slightly puzzled gaze, Du Yunge added:

"This person is definitely not a spy, and he must be a barbarian who has learned a lot of things related to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from the Han people, and is now emotionally hurt."

"A pure barbarian rarely even has the chance to touch the qin. If you really want to be a spy, it will be very difficult to practice martial arts day in and day out. How can you play such a sad song "Longmen's Resentment"? "

Since they weren't spies, and they weren't really haunted, it wasn't easy for the two of them to bother immediately.Because even Xue Shuyan could hear the sorrow of the person playing the qin, as if someone was using the qin to express their feelings and express their grief and weep bitterly. Before the person finished crying, it would be a shame not to bother him, right?

This bit of face should be left to others.

So the two of them maintained the distance between them, intending to listen to this person play a whole piece of "Long Gate Complaint" from a distance, and then go closer to see what she wants to do.The man even changed the tune while playing, and there was a section that was repeated over and over again, even Xue Shuyan could tell that this line had been played no less than ten times, so he asked Du Yunge:

"What is this sentence?"

It just so happened that this person started to play this passage again.The famous ancient song "Yangguan Trifold" has been passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know if the Qiang people's "Longmen Complaint" can be composed of thirteen stacks.Du Yunge flicked the sword lightly, and recited the answer aloud:

"No one understands the mood in life—"

As soon as she came out with the first half sentence, the sound of the piano stopped immediately, as if the master who played the piece could still hear what Du Yunge was saying even after such a long distance.

After a while, the sound of the qin sounded intermittently again, but what made Du Yunge and Xue Shuyan frowned was that this man could not play anything else at all, and he just persistently and monotonously repeated what Du Yunge had just said. The half sentence of "Pingsheng" that I have recited does not seem to continue playing at all.

Du Yunge felt bad when he heard it.The sound of this person's piano is messy and impetuous, either because of his madness caused by madness, or because he can't control his emotions under extreme grief. No matter what the situation is, they should go and have a look, or else If so, what's the difference between this and watching a big living person die in front of your own eyes without saving him?

However, to Du Yunge's surprise, as soon as they approached, the Qiang man fled away quickly, and his skills were more than 01:30 sharper than before.If Xue Shuyan went after him alone, she would definitely be able to catch up, but because she had to worry about Du Yunge, she hesitated for a while because she was afraid that her sect master would be left alone.

There is no room for hesitation in the duel between masters.Even this moment of hesitation was enough for the Qiang man to disappear into the night like a frightened rabbit.

Du Yunge thought that he came out today to investigate the haunting, but in the end he didn't get much information about it. He only knew that it was not a ghost, but a person. On the contrary, he found Du Baoqin's authentic handwriting by accident when he went out to eat. There is quite a feeling of "planting flowers intentionally, but not blooming, unintentionally planting willows and willows to make shade".

However, I didn't expect that there would be more unintentional incidents in the future.

Early the next morning, after Du Yunge and Xue Shuyan simply disguised themselves, they went to the Jincheng County Government to check the list of the Yun family who came here that year.The two of them went through the roster before confirming who Yun Anxue's younger sister is:

Yun Erniu.

——The name is so careless.But after thinking about it, it makes sense, before Yun Anxue went to Wangyou Mountain, she was called Zhaodi, and her younger sister could be called Erniu, which is pretty good.

However, when they continued to investigate, they found a big bad news:

Yun Erniu has been dead for several years.

Du Yunge subconsciously clenched the jade pendant with the word "Chanjuan" in her hand, thinking, what happened, she really has a heavy trust.

Not only did she fulfill Yun Shouyi's entrustment, but she also let her mother break the promise that she failed to fulfill back then.Really... not so good.

In fact, she didn't have to blame herself so much.Life and death are destined, such a change, even if she wants to stop it, she can't stop it, not to mention that she can be said to have rushed over at the fastest speed when she found out about it, but no matter how fast she is, she can't stop it. It may be several years soon, which is something that cannot be kept up anyway.

Moreover, Yun Shouyi was dead now, and there was an undercurrent in Miaoyinmen, so even the four guardians didn't know all about it. It could be said that besides Xue Shuyan and her, no one else knew about it.Xue Shuyan is very loyal to Miaoyinmen and Du Yunge. If Du Yunge ordered Xue Shuyan not to speak about this matter, even if she forcefully pried her mouth open with iron fiber, she would not say anything. words come out.

If it were someone else, it might really be a matter of making a major event into a trivial matter: In this world, it is not normal for people to die soon, everyone is dead, so what can they do?Where do you want to find someone's grave and then take it to Wangyou Mountain?This is too immoral, how can it be called a human thing.

But Du Yunge is a good girl, she must not be able to just wipe this matter away.

She always has an inexplicable sense of seriousness in doing things, although sometimes people feel that she is a bit stupid if she is too persistent, but according to this principle, "getting a thousand taels of gold is not as good as getting Jibu Yinuo"? Isn't it stupid?

So after she saw the news that Erniu Yun was dead, she directly asked the servant next to her:

"Does this family have any descendants?"

"I don't know about that." The yamen servant laughed dryly twice, quite helplessly: "Girl, when they came here, they were guilty of crimes. One thing more is worse than one thing less. Who would take the initiative to communicate with them?"

"This group of people also know that their status is not good. Even if the female prisoners are forcibly betrothed to others, they usually don't leave the door. They are not a good family. They are poor and lazy. Some people can’t even open the pot. Suddenly, a daughter-in-law who doesn’t have to go out and devotes herself to working at home to subsidize the family has money. How can she have a banquet? neighborhood?"

"For so many years, no one really knows what's going on in her family."

Du Yunge sighed in disappointment, and asked the yamen servant on the other side:

"Is there really no news at all? It doesn't matter what the news is, just say something casually."

The older the yamen servant, the more he would know, because the older he is, the less he has to do, and he cares more about the daily chores and gossip.Sure enough, the person suddenly clapped his hands after pondering for a while, saying:

"When she died, I heard that a barbarian girl came to worship her."

After being reminded like this, another yamen servant also remembered, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes, there is a barbarian girl who came to cry! At that time, she cried so badly, and I heard that she even cried on the spot. He vomited blood, and directly made Miss Yun's husband's face turn green from crying—it was my wife who died, not yours, and you are too disrespectful to this new widower by crying so badly!"

At this time, another yamen servant joined the conversation:

"I heard that Miss Yun had a deep friendship with this Hu girl before she was alive. When her best friend passed away, she cried like this. I think Boya's childhood could not have been more like this? It's a pity that the world is not good, Hu Han is different."

"That's their original house." These people pointed to that side together and said:

"However, I heard that there are ghosts recently. There are still people playing the piano in the house every night. Maybe it is the ghost of Miss Yun who has returned? If the two girls go to investigate, they must be careful, and don't run into anything. Unclean things."

Du Yunge thought about it, and when she looked in that direction, it was indeed the abandoned house where she had listened to half of "Long Gate's Complaint" last night!

She and Xue Shuyan exchanged glances:

First, Yun Erniu is dead, but the barbarian girl is not dead; If the barbarians who have cried for their spirits, then they must be seriously injured and mentally insane; third, if she is really insane, it will not be surprising to do something, and there will be no spies. , let alone ghosts.

——I just don’t know if this barbarian girl is really crazy or fake.

After dark that night, Du Yunge and Xue Shuyan went out one step earlier than last night. After entering the abandoned house and searching carefully, they found a tablet with only the surname "Yun" engraved on it, and some of them were folded from no one knew where. Flowers and pine and cypress branches, and a few pieces of cloth were draped around the tablet in a decent manner, which really has the meaning of a mourning hall.

The two of them held their breath and waited here for a long time before Xue Shuyan raised his eyebrows suddenly:

coming.

Du Yunge bowed deeply to the memorial tablet, and said:

"Second sister of the Yun family, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Back then, Sect Master Du Chanjuan said he would take you to Wangyou Mountain, but it was a pity that there were too many people and he couldn't find you; later, when Sect Master Du Chanjuan gave birth to me... my fate was bad, so I went early. Now that I know what happened back then, I hurried over here, but it's a pity that I still didn't make it in time."

"Today, I came here to worship and comfort the heroic spirit. If you know the soul in the sky, please send a letter to Mengmeng."

When she came here today, she deliberately hung the jade pendant around her waist, and when she bowed deeply, she could clearly see that it was indeed the former master of the Miaoyin Sect.Du Yunge secretly counted to ten in her heart, thinking that if the Qiang girl didn't come down after counting ten, she would let Xue Shuyan go up and arrest her, but when she just counted to the third number, there was a voice hesitating A voice came from behind the two of them:

"Are you the new Miaoyin Sect master?"

Du Yunge and Xue Shuyan turned their heads together, and they saw a Qiang girl with light hair but dark skin.Her eyes are big and round, and the color is very light, which makes her look at people with a sense of "seriousness" and "innocence".However, the clothes on her body were completely messed up and turned into a mess of cloth strips that could not even be seen in its original color, and her hair was also dirty, making her even more insane.

After Xue Shuyan concentrated on feeling the girl's breath, he slightly closed his eyes at Du Yunge, and shook his head slightly:

Infuriating energy goes out of order, and he goes mad, and cannot be saved.

Du Yunge thought to himself, even if he couldn't be saved, he should let him go with a little dignity, so he said tentatively:

"I am the new Master of the Miaoyin Sect."

"You set up a mourning hall for Miss Yuner here. I think you and Miss Yuner must have a very close friendship? If that's the case, can you tell me if she left any wishes before she died? My Miaoyinmen Since I opened the Shanli School, I have been making decisions for the women of the world, if Miss Yun Er has any unfulfilled wishes, I will definitely do my best to fulfill her wishes."

This Qiang girl was stupefied by Du Yunge's rhetoric. She was mentally incompetent, and she already had some sense of faith. Chanjuan's jade pendant was extended to a full ten floors, and she said:

"Hello new sect master, my name is Zhong Qin, this is the Han Chinese name Miss Yun gave me."

"She didn't have any wishes when she was alive. She just wanted me to say something in front of her spirit when the people from the Miaoyin Sect came to her with their words."

Du Yunge and Xue Shuyan looked at each other, thinking that it was a good thing that the second girl of Yun didn't want to be greedy for anything, but Miaoyin Mennuo didn't promise lightly, so she always kept her promise, so it would be even more difficult to do. .

But since this Qiang girl is not a spy, why did she want to steal those defense maps and brochures of landscape and geography before?

As a result, before Du Yunge had time to ask, he saw the girl's expression suddenly turned into a trance, and she untied a tightly wrapped piano from behind three times. Like a living person, he sat down unsteadily, and as expected, he was playing the song "The Resentment of the Long Gate".

Du Yunge just listened to it, and suddenly felt a sense of weeping blood every word and every sentence, as if there was a girl singing an opera in front of her, singing with a high voice, but she sang and sang, it was nothing more than It is the sentence of perseverance and obsession, which is filled with boundless emptiness and bitterness:

"No one knows the mood in my life, a golden shuttle with ten thousand zhangs—"

But tonight, before Carillon had finished playing this sentence, she suddenly paused, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, dots of scarlet dots splashed everywhere, and even the whole person fell headlong into it. Straw in front of you.

Such a good piano, but it happened to be born at an untimely time.