The Jiang family holds a very important position in the rivers and lakes. The three main hall masters, the eighteen altar masters, and the forty-nine sub-rudder masters, almost everyone has their own network of relationships, like the giant roots of old trees hidden underground, winding and intertwined inseparable , firmly linking the entire Central Plains martial arts together, no matter which link collapses, it may cause a lot of turmoil. It's okay to have Jiangnan Dou in the town these years, but now something happened to him, so the little thoughts that have been hiding in the dark all the time are waiting for the opportunity to crawl out.
If it were an ordinary big gang, in this case, they might still be able to put their hopes on Li Qinghai, the leader of the martial arts alliance, to stabilize the situation, but it happened that the relationship between the Jiang family-Jiangnan Dou and Li Qinghai was called an old enemy. It's not an exaggeration, it's kind of like "he who is born with Yu, who is born with Liang", how can the younger generations of the Jiang family believe in this leader? I'm afraid I might as well not go if I go.
Ji Yanran said: "If the Jiang family can pick out someone who stands out, I won't urge you to leave, but only you can take care of the current situation."
Jiang Lingfei became more depressed, and sighed: "You don't want to be born in the royal family, and I don't want to be born in the Jiang family. You really are a pair of difficult brothers."
Yun Yifeng was at the side to comfort, as the saying goes, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and there are worse ones, such as me, who can't find a temple even if I miss the scriptures.
"With the prince and the godmother here, are you afraid that you won't worry about housework? In the future, you will be troublesome." Jiang Lingfei said with a smile, "Forget it, then I will go back to Danfeng City to take a look. After finishing the Jiang family's affairs, I will do it as soon as possible." Turn back to Yancheng."
When Li Jun heard the news, it was already early in the morning the next day. He sighed, walked around the courtyard three or four times with his hands behind his back, and squatted in front of Yun Yifeng with a frowning expression: "You said, Jiang Shaoxia wants to leave, so he doesn't agree with me. Say hello? I've made up my mind to follow him around the rivers and lakes in the future." The relationship has always been so estranged, it is difficult to achieve the wish.
Yun Yifeng supported his cheek with one hand, yawned and ate dried sour apricots: "Didn't you agree to come with me to buy a house in the south of the Yangtze River? Why did you change it to walking in the rivers and lakes again?"
Li Jun smiled and said, it's not that life is short, so naturally you have to taste both sweet and bitter... no, sweet and sour, I want to taste it all.
"If the affairs of the Jiang family are not handled properly, the whole Jianghu will be in chaos. King Pingle wants to have a sweet and sour life, so let's wait for the next time." Yun Yifeng stood up, "I'm sleepy, I'll go again Get some sleep."
"Are you sleeping again? Haven't had lunch yet." Seeing his swaying back, Li Jun hurried forward to support him, "I can't walk steadily anyway."
Yun Yifeng looked at him for a while, then said calmly, "Yes."
Li Jun: "..."
I thought you had been with Third Young Master Jiang last night, advising him and discussing the magnificent world affairs.
Yun Yifeng politely "invited" the person out, and closed the door with his own backhand, before letting out a deep breath.
I wear thick clothes in winter, and when I reach out to touch it, the inner clothes are already soaked, and it is estimated that I can wring out a handful of water. He suppressed the surging blood in his chest, lay on the bed for half an hour, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Just like what Mei Zhusong said, the medicinal effect of Ji Lianlu will gradually fade. It is miraculous at first, but then it becomes more and more like a bowl of clear water, and now it is time for that "clear water". But he didn't want to tell Ji Yanran - on the one hand, he didn't want to make him worry too much, and on the other hand, he didn't want to make him care about it, which would cause chaos. Anyway, I can barely hold on, eat more, sleep more, run less, lie down and bask in the sun like a rich man, and I can get by for the time being.
Seeing that the twelfth lunar month is approaching, this year I guess I have to stay in Yancheng for the New Year. Although the northwest sky is high and the land is vast, it has a magnificent style that is not found elsewhere, but he actually misses the lighting of the royal city promised by the two of them. On the Lantern Festival night on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there are puzzles written on the lanterns, crowds of people on the bridge, and fire trees and silver flowers in the sky. .
Next year, next year... He was wrapped in a quilt and fell asleep with sour melancholy.
dizzy.
On the official road, Gao Tou Lieju was about to run out of a flash of red lightning and left Yancheng. Only the third young master of the Jiang family was left who could call him "Little Red". The rest of the passers-by who knew things knew the name of the horse "" "Chi Xiao", it is said that it was transformed by a famous ancient sword, with four hooves white, just like a cold blade made of frost.
The waiter in the inn said in surprise: "Hey, this is a good horse!"
"Then remember to feed it the best fodder." Jiang Lingfei threw a piece of silver over, "Thank you."
The guest was so generous, Xiaoer smiled happily, and promised him again and again, and sorted out the best upper room for him - said upper room, but the word "upper" in this impoverished place obviously cannot be compared with Wangcheng , it's just a little bit cleaner. Fortunately, Jiang Lingfei didn't pick anything, just closed all the doors and windows tightly, took out a pill from his bag, and swallowed it with warm water.
The clouds outside the window gradually faded, and the sun rolled behind the mountain, like a golden-red egg yolk swallowed by black clouds, and disappeared in an instant.
Xiao Er yawned, and was drowsy and dreaming sweet dreams, when suddenly the door was pushed open, a gust of cold wind wrapped around the same cold voice, and there was a heavy silver ingot on the high cabinet " Gululu" rolled over: "One is the upper room."
"...Yes, yes, honored guest, please." Xiaoer rubbed his eyes and thought happily, what a good day it is today, the guests are more luxurious and noble than each other. When I went upstairs, I couldn't help taking a sneak peek, and saw that this person was dressed in black, with a hat on his cloak, which covered most of his eyes, and only the lower half of his face was exposed. His thin, bloodless lips were slightly pursed, hiding a smile meaning. With one hand resting on his chest, it was bulging like a living thing.
It can't be a child, can it? Thinking of this, Xiao Er was taken aback, but when he took a closer look, he felt that he was a little too thin. I wanted to ask a few more questions, but when I saw the cold long sword on his back, I swallowed all the questions.
"Guest, rest first, I'll go boil the water right now."
After he left, Mu Chengxue snapped her fingers.
The ferret jumped on the table with a "boom", and the shaking teapot "kuang" flew half a foot high.
Lightness.
It was completely dark outside.
It was approaching the twelfth lunar month, and it was freezing cold. There were not many people living in the inn. After the broken lantern at the door was blown out by the wind, it became more like a black shop. There was a guest who stayed here for the first time, wrapped in a quilt that kept emitting a strange smell, listening to the howling wind outside, holding a purse tightly in his arms, so scared that he couldn't fall asleep. It was finally midnight, and I felt a little sleepy, but it happened that there was a muffled sound upstairs, and I was so startled that I jumped up and wanted to run, but when I concentrated again, only the sound of the wind was left in my ears. sound.
So he got into bed again in fear.
The candlelight on the table danced in panic, casting unpredictable shadows on the wall.
Jiang Lingfei sat by the bed and looked at the person in front of him coldly: "Who wants to buy my life?"
"It's not buying life, it's buying tranquility." Mu Chengxue sword was not out of the sheath, and he only used the cold scabbard to hold his carotid artery.
Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Lingfei's forehead, his back was stiff, and his whole body ached like tears when he moved. He was seriously injured when he was young, and almost lost his life. Therefore, every fixed day, he had to take medicine to heal his injuries. During this period, he must not be disturbed by others. This is his fatal weakness. Ji Yanran was kept in the dark, there were only a few who knew the truth, and even knew when she needed to take the medicine for a few days.
A phantom appeared in front of Jiang Lingfei's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "There is nothing wrong with the Jiang family."
"Whether something happened to the Jiang family, I don't know, and I don't care." Mu Chengxue flipped his wrist, "But some people think you are in the way."
A hot internal force penetrated into the blood, and Jiang Lingfei's body became limp, and he passed out completely.
…
At the end of the twelfth lunar month, a letter was sent to the general's mansion in Yancheng in the northwest.
"It's Big Brother Jiang." Yun Yifeng took it apart and looked at it carefully, "He said that Jiangnan Dou is fine, but the Jiang family's affairs have not been dealt with, and it may not come back until May, so we don't have to worry."
"It lasted until May. It seems that this time is indeed a bit tricky. Write to him and ask him if there is anything we can help." Ji Yanran pinched walnuts for him to eat, "Also, at noon , Brother Huang also sent someone to send a secret letter from eight hundred miles, saying that the Imperial Forest Army has been arranged to escort Tan Siming to the west, and he will arrive at the earliest after the next year."
Yun Yifeng said in a muffled voice: "As soon as Yerten is mentioned, my head hurts."
"So free, why don't you think about your husband, what about Yerten." Ji Yanran squeezed his mouth, "On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, every household in the city will kill pigs and sheep. Let me take you to see the fun?"
"What's so interesting about killing a pig." Yun Yifeng closed his eyes, quite uninterested in this lackluster entertainment. Recently, he was lying down until his bones were weak and his body was soft, which seemed to be a bit of an over-preservation. In short, he was getting sleepy more and more easily, and he didn't want to get up when he was sitting.
Ji Yanran couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, and carried him back to the room, and unbuttoned his waist. Yun Yifeng shuddered all over: "It's broad daylight, what are you going to do?"
"Some things are interesting only if they are done in broad daylight." Ji Yanran peeled off her warm pajamas, revealing her white waist, "If you don't go out for a walk, you will really get bored at home."
Yun Yifeng suggested friendlyly: "If you take off all your clothes, why don't you just sleep on the spot."
Ji Yanran didn't listen, took out the winter clothes and dressed him carefully one by one, wrapping him tightly.
Yun Yifeng was very regretful, and patted him on the shoulder: "I don't understand the style, His Royal Highness Xiao Wang."
"Leave it until night. I will untie the style and this outfit for you." Ji Yanran wrapped her in her arms, and kissed the thin white neck, "But now, don't try to be lazy."
Yun Yifeng: "..."
If he failed in molesting, he owed the whole night in a daze, and he felt that he was very indebted.
And I have to go out in this cold weather, just to watch people butcher pigs.
Tears are falling.
Ji Yanran held his hand, and the two of them walked on the street together, which seemed like a fairy couple.
It's just that no one is throwing handkerchiefs anymore, and the girls all over the city are very sad, and they haven't recovered yet. Occasionally, there are a few stronger ones who want to go to the Yuelao Temple to seek a new marriage before the year before, but before the incense is burned, they see His Royal Highness Xiao Wang and Master Yunmen intertwined, talking and laughing. When I came in, I stood and chatted under the marriage tree for a while, then bought a marriage card, wrote a line with a pen, and hung it on the top.
As for what Master Yunmen wrote
After the two left, a good person took a ladder and insisted on climbing up to look.
The sun is shining brightly on the wooden sign, and the handwriting is free and easy, just like a breeze among the clouds.
—The white heads are inseparable.
The white head is inseparable. Yun Yifeng asked him: "Is the Yuelao Temple effective?"
"Successful." Ji Yanran grasped his fingertips, confidently said, "I even spent my private money to dig a well for the Taoist priests in the temple. Even if it's just reciprocity, Yue Lao should bless you and me."
Yun Yifeng thought for a while: "Do you still have private money?"
Ji Yanran: "..."
Ji Yanran said calmly: "Well, there are some, I will hand them in when I get back."
Yun Yifeng smiled and kicked him.
Killing a pig is nothing to watch, and it is indeed not as rich and prosperous as Wangcheng, but it can still make you feel a lot easier when you go out for a walk. The granary is full, the wine and meat are also prepared, the night wolf witch tribe is defeated, the imperial court's reward is on the way, the Yancheng garrison has a total of 300,000 troops, and another 500,000 people are scattered in the northwest, adding up to 800,000 The soldiers of the Heijiao Battalion were finally able to guard the people this time, and had a good and stable year.
The firecrackers on New Year's Eve rang for half an hour without stopping. In the general's mansion, a group of people sat around the table to watch the new year. Ling Xing'er was busy writing letters to Qingyue, Li Jun and Lin Ying took the neighbor's little dolls outside to set off cannons, Mei Zhusong drank two more glasses, and was humming the old horse tunes of her hometown intermittently at this time, so she thought Only Ji Yanran and Yun Yifeng were the ones who were serious about making dumplings.
"Too little stuffing."
"I can't handle too much."
"..."
How should I put it, there is no hope of eating, and finally a few of them have a shape, and they all fall apart into noodle soup.
Yun Yifeng said regretfully, "Oh."
"It's okay." Ji Yanran hugged him by the shoulders and comforted him, "I have plenty of money, so I don't need you to cook for me in the future."
But some things still have to be done by oneself, and others cannot replace them.
Snow was falling from the sky, but the bed tent was as warm as a spring in March.
Yun Yifeng took a breath and grabbed his wrist.
Ji Yanran pressed his forehead against him: "It's just that you don't know how to make dumplings, that's all right?"
Yun Yifeng calmly said: "You don't know how to pack either."
Ji Yanran replied: "That's why I have to compensate you."
Yun Yifeng: "..."
Ji Yanran laughed lowly: "Continue?"
Yun Yifeng turned her face to the side.
The love of spring is lingering, the love of spring is lingering.
Wangcheng, the palace.
After the banquet, Li Jing didn't feel sleepy, so he went to the imperial study to read dozens of papers. De Sheng refilled the hot tea for him, and said with a smile, "Now that the world is at peace, why is it that the emperor is so tired during the Chinese New Year?"
"The world is at peace, and it's not easy to keep it." Li Jing flexed his muscles, "Is Tan Siming going well all the way?"
"Smooth, naturally smooth." De Sheng said, "There are so many guards guarding the forest. In ten days or so, we should arrive at Yancheng." He continued to smile and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to rest."
That Tan Siming is an old doctor, he has seen many people and heard more news - after all, he often goes out to the backyard of dignitaries, wives and wives are in a panic, so they will talk about the ups and downs that they heard from the mouth of the husband. ? Yang family, Xie family, which one he has never been to. This time Yerten suddenly asked Tan Siming by name, probably not just to see the concubine.
But since the emperor didn't stop him, as an old eunuch, he naturally wouldn't interrupt. He only supported the emperor who worked hard for the country, and walked all the way back to the palace in the fluttering snow.