Haotian goes out to Huayue, Maolin spreads light.
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the opening is slightly cool.
Xu Ming sees the tiny feathers, and the feathers and insects also fly.
Things are no small or small, self-adaptive and solid.
The thorn ji has thanked, and without the fiery red flowers, it looks no different from ordinary shrubs. A hundred-year-old tree stands in the thorn bushes, single and abrupt, the lush branches and leaves make it like a big umbrella, even the bright and bright moonlight cannot penetrate it. Near the top of the tree, a white shadow could be faintly seen between the branches and leaves, lying on the tall horizontal branches.
Is it summer again
With his hands behind his head, and across the branches and leaves, Shang Jun looked at the stars above his head, still bright and bright. Three years seemed to pass in a flash, he almost forgot how he spent it; three years seemed to be extremely long, and he could not forget the suffering of every day and night. How long will it be like this? Shang Jun closed his eyes in pain.
"Young Master?" A clear female voice came slowly, interrupting Shang Jun's melancholy.
Shang Jun slowly opened his eyes and looked under the tree. The woman standing in the green bushes, wearing a long lavender dress, Qingwan's long hair was a little messy by the naughty night wind, she was walking around the tree, Looking up at the crown of the tree, looking for the pure white figure among the lush branches and leaves.
Looking at the calm and elegant smile on this gentle and beautiful face under the tree, Shang Jun was in a trance for a moment. He still remembered the embarrassment and misery when she was tied to the city gate, and the panic and despair after waking up. The pain of life was worse than death, and it was the first time that he violated the agreement with Shu Qing to "don't ask about politics", stole the secret letter from Cang Yue and Huang Shijie, and put it on the desk of General Zhang of the East corner garrison. above. The charge of fornicating with the enemy country is enough to destroy Huang Shijie's family, but he is very cunning. The day after the secret letter was lost, he packed his bags and prepared to go to Cang Yue. How could he let him get his wish, so Huang Shijie died under the chaos of the dragon canyon bandit, and the body was fed to the mountain stream hungry wolf, which of course he ordered.
Looking at the surprise on Lang Yue's face and the relief of getting what he wanted when he heard the news of Huang Shijie's tragic death, Shang Jun is very clear that helping Lang Yue is actually his excuse. His comfort, if not his hatred.
Long Chimu, how long will he have to wait to pierce the long sword into his chest, he seems to be a little impatient.
"Master?" Lang Yue's neck hurt, and she didn't see the shadow of Shang Jun, so she asked loudly, "Master, are you there?"
"I'm here." The low and gentle voice fell lightly with a white shirt.
Handing out the letter in his hand, Lang Yue smiled and said, "Miss Shu Qing's letter."
"Thank you." Shang Jun took it in a good mood, glanced at Langyue's light purple shirt, and said, "Langyue, although it's almost early summer, but your health is not good, you still need to wear more clothes when you go out at night. Go back and rest early."
"Yes." Bowing slightly, Lang Yue walked away slowly and walked out of the Thorn Ji Cong. She looked back and saw that Shang Jun was leaning against the tree trunk, and the corner of his mouth was looking at the letterhead, the son was only receiving a letter from Miss Shu Qing It's time to laugh so easily. Thinking of Miss Shu Qing who came to the village once a few years ago, Lang Yue sighed, perhaps, only such a woman is worthy of the son.
In the early morning, a light rain started to fall. Walking on the corridor, a touch of rain splashed on my face. It was misty and very comfortable. Lang Yue was carrying the breakfast and was about to send it to Shang Xiao's room, but she met Shang Jun with an umbrella in the front hall, and Lang Yue asked, "Young Master, are you going out? I'll help you prepare the carriage."
"No need, Langyue." Stopping Langyue, who was going to Zhang Luo, Shang Jun looked at the misty sky and said with a smile, "I want to go."
"Oh." Lang Yue stared blankly at the plain white figure holding an umbrella and strolling in the drizzle. For no reason, she only felt a touch of arrogance and loneliness accompanied him.
"Shang Jun, you are here." Ruan Tingfeng heard the housekeeper say that Shang Jun was coming, and hurried over to see him standing with his hands behind his back, with his back to him, standing in front of an ink lotus flower and watching it carefully. Ruan Tingfeng couldn't help sighing, such a man, even if he was just a back, was already intoxicating, no wonder Tingyu...
Shang Jun turned around with a smile and nodded, Ruan Tingfeng greeted: "Sit."
"Okay." Seated handsomely, Shang Jun asked, "Are you satisfied with that batch of medicinal materials?"
Ruan Tingyu nodded again and again and replied, "Very good, thank you very much, if it weren't for you, I really don't know how I could find all these medicinal materials. I will settle the bill with Uncle Zhong tomorrow for the medicinal materials and transportation money."
"I'm here for this. You often have to buy medicinal materials. It's very troublesome to settle the bill every time. Why don't you change it to half a year?" He will help Ruan Tingfeng to buy and sell medicinal materials, mainly to admire their Ruan family for the sake of the world. , The philanthropic family style, doing their business, they can't make any money at all, they count every time, and both sides are in trouble.
"This..." Ruan listened to the wind for a moment, then thanked him sincerely, "Shangjun, thank you." Although the Ruan family has practiced medicine for more than a hundred years, they are very poor because of regular free clinics and medicines. Did him a big favor.
"You don't have to be polite to listen to the wind, just raise your hand." Shang Jun took out a small packet of tea from his cuff and said with a smile, "By the way, I got some good dragon birthday tea a few days ago, and I will give you some to taste." These are Shu Qing's place. It is said that the top-quality tea leaves that are selected, it is said that rich people may not be able to buy them. If they are sold, the market price has exceeded two hundred taels of silver and one tael. Shang Jun admires them, and this price is more expensive than gold.
Ruan Tingfeng took it and said with a smile: "Shang Jun, you are too polite. If you have free time today, good tea is suitable for sharing with good friends."
Thinking that there is nothing to do today, Shang Jun replied generously: "Okay."
The two sat down at the low table in front of the window, and the servant wanted to come forward to make tea, but Shang Jun raised his hand gently, started by himself, slowly poured the tea into the teapot, poured hot water, and the fragrance of the tea wafted out immediately. , not very strong, elegant and pleasant. After a while, Shang Jun completely poured out the tea in the pot, soaked the white jade cup, picked it up after a while, poured boiling water into the cup, and moved gently and soothingly. Shang Jun poured a cup for Ruan Tingfeng and himself, and made a gesture of invitation.
The light yellow tea soup, in the white jade cup, was faintly glowing with a touch of new green. Ruan Tingfeng picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The tea soup tasted sweet and sweet, full of fragrance, and it really was a good tea. Look at the person on the other side, with clear tea in hand, and take it calmly, this person is a bit more elegant than others even drinking tea.
Ruan Tingfeng looked at Shang Jun secretly, and he admitted that Shang Jun was the best choice in terms of character, talent, appearance or family background, and Ting Yu had already promised him, and he was happy to see it happen. , it's just that neither of these two are mentioned, so let him be the matchmaker today.
With a light cough, Ruan Tingfeng asked pretending to be chatting, "Shang Jun, are you in your early twenties? Why haven't you got a wife yet? Have you found the woman you like yet?"
"I..." Shang Jun was stunned, still thinking about how to answer, his keen hearing made him feel the slight footsteps outside the flower hall, and when he heard Ruan Tingfeng's question, the people outside the door were also stagnant. Shang Jun thought for a while and replied, "I already have a crush on him." He knew that Ruan Tingyu was interested in him. Since he couldn't tell her about his identity frankly, maybe the way he did today would be better.
"Ah?" Ruan Tingfeng just opened his head at will, but heard an unexpected answer, remembering that one day Tingyu came back lonely and mentioned a woman named Shu Qing, could it be her? After hesitating for a while, Ruan Tingfeng asked, "Is that the girl surnamed Shu? Why isn't she married yet?"
surnamed Shu? Did he say Shu Qing? Shang Jun secretly laughed, but did not deny it, and replied in a good mood: "She is always busy with a lot of things, and it is not easy to see her, so it is delayed."
"Really? It looks like you like her very much." Shang Jun's smile was pleasant and warm, at least he had never seen him smile like this to anyone. Ruan Tingfeng sighed, Tingyu was destined to be heartbroken.
"She is the most special person in my life. It's hard to explain the bond between me and her." For him, Shu Qing was indeed such an existence. The sound of footsteps rushing away suddenly turned the direction outside the door, indicating that the goal he wanted to achieve has been achieved. Shang Jun got up, cupped his hands slightly, and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll go first."
Ruan Tingfeng nodded, he really didn't know what else to say.
After leaving Ruan's house, Shang Jun held an umbrella and walked slowly on the street, aimlessly. Although it was a rainy day, there were many people on the street, coming and going in a hurry. Looking up inadvertently, the man walking in the distance made Shang Jun unable to take his eyes off. He was wearing a blue and ink robe, walking all the way in the rain. His face, but Shang Jun decided that this person must be a clear, elegant and refined person. Because there is a kind of handsome person, regardless of appearance, temperament dictates.
Just when the man was about to pass by Shang Jun, Shang Jun saw something on his waist, it was—
The jade pendant he gave to Shu Qing!
Is that the person Shu Qing asked him to help in the letter
Shang Jun was not in a hurry to step forward, but slowly followed behind the man. When he reached the end of the street, the man suddenly stopped, turned around, and lifted the oil-paper umbrella gently.
"Why do you keep following me?"
A warm but slightly cold voice sounded in his ears, and Shang Jun once again crashed into a pair of eyes that were as splendid and deep as the bright moon in the sea. It seems that these eyes have been seen before, but they can't remember them for a while, they are strange and familiar. The paper umbrella was lightly lifted, and through the thin rain and fog, Shang Jun could see the man's appearance clearly, except for the eyes, the facial features were ordinary and ordinary, but the elegance of the suit could not be concealed.
Shang Jun looked at the jade pendant on his waist and smiled lightly: "Because, it."
it? Qin Xiuzhi's originally wary face suddenly lit up and asked, "Do you know him?"
"Know." This jade pendant was carefully selected by him, how could he not know it!
"You are the person Shu Qing said?" Qin Xiuzhi looked at the handsome man in front of him secretly, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, making him look confident. He had seen a lot of men with outstanding looks, but he had never seen a man as pure and elegant as him. Qin Xiuzhi admitted that he was almost convinced by his demeanor.
Shang Jun nodded lightly, "I am."
"Qin Xiuzhi."
He nodded slightly, Shen Ruo's low-pitched voice passed through the silky rain curtain, and came slowly, Shang Jun was stunned for no reason, as if a soft feather slipped lightly in his heart, and after a moment of loss, Shang Jun replied softly: "Shangjun."
"Master Shang, how can I go back to the sea?" He has been searching for three years, but still has not found a way to go back, and the person in front of him inexplicably made him trust him. Since his father died, he has not felt this way for a long time. .
"I have a caravan going to the sea in ten days. You can go together at that time." He used the word "return". Could he be from the sea? Shang Jun looked again without a trace, his eyes were firm, gentle and elegant, and there was an atmosphere in his eloquent charm. Doesn't seem like a sea man.
"Thank you." The incomprehensible look in Shang Jun's eyes made Qin Xiuzhi completely believe that he was someone who had really been to the sea and understood the customs there, otherwise, he wouldn't look at him with such strange eyes.
Looking back, Shang Jun smiled cheerfully: "No need to be polite. You are both Shu Qing's friend and Shang Jun's friend. If you don't dislike it, you can live in the house, and then it will be convenient for you to go to the sea with the caravan. "
Just because of a jade pendant, he is willing to help him and invite him to his home? The relationship between Shang Jun and Shu Qing must be deep. Thinking of Shu Qingya's warm smile, and then looking at the dashing and handsome businessman in front of him, Qin Xiuzhi secretly sighed, they were a good match.
Under the waiting eyes of Shang Jun, Qin Xiuzhi slightly cupped his hands and replied, "Then I'll disturb you."
So, in the afternoon light rain, people saw two tall figures, one behind the other, walking leisurely through the rain and fog, one was as clear as the wind, the other was like a fairy.
Back at Misty Mountain Villa, the rain had already stopped, and before entering the gate of the mansion, a cheerful female voice came from afar, "Brother, you are back." As soon as the voice fell, a young woman in pink ran towards them. Come here, like a low-flying bird, beautiful and alive. When he came to Shang Jun, Shang Xiao realized that there was another person. Shang Xiao looked at him without any hesitation, and asked curiously, "Who is this?" Brother rarely brings outsiders home, what's so special about this person
Shang Jun patted Shang Xiao's head and sighed, "He is Shu Qing's friend, Qin Xiuzhi." How could a girl stare at a man so intently
When he heard that it was Shu Qing's friend, Shang Xiao was even more interested, and regardless of Shang Jun's warning eyes, he smiled sweetly at Qin Xiuzhi: "It turns out to be Sister Shu Qing's friend. My name is Shang Xiao, you and Just call me a smile like Sister Shu Qing. Can I call you Brother Qin?" Sure enough, he is a friend of Sister Shu Qing, and like her, he also has a pair of warm eyes.
Qin Xiuzhi thought it was cute for Shang Xiao's straightforwardness, nodded and smiled, "Of course you can."
Shang Xiao immediately pestered Qin Xiuzhi, then asked how he and Shu Qing met, and then asked whether the flowers were beautiful. Shang Jun felt that he would not make a sound, this little sparrow could keep asking until it was dark, and he did not want to chat at the door, and put his hands around his chest, Shang Jun said softly in a cold voice: "Xiaoer, if you If you like chatting at the door, I don't mind you staying here tonight."
The soft voice was neither in a hurry nor slow, but Shang Xiao was like a frightened rabbit, ran to Shang Jun's side, wrapped around his arm, and pulled him in while pulling him in, generally laughing to please: "Brother, you are working hard. Come on, let's go in and talk. By the way, I also asked Sister Langyue to make the concubine fish, your favorite. "
Shang Jun shook his head deliberately, with a look of disbelief, and complained: "It's your favorite food, so you made it with Lang Yue."
Shang Xiao pouted and replied, "It's not." Although she likes to eat is part of the reason, but she will never admit it!
"Isn't it?" Shang Jun raised his eyebrows.
Shang laughed angrily, "Of course not!"
Shang Xiao's frantic appearance made Shang Jun laugh out loud. Shang Jun bowed his hands to Qin Xiuzhi and said with a smile, "My sister is naughty, and Young Master Qin laughed."
"No, Xiaoxiao is lively and cheerful, and has a very cute personality." He didn't know that the gentleman, who seemed to be restrained and elegant, smiled and was so-beautiful? Qin Xiuzhi was stunned, how could he describe a man as beautiful, but at that moment, he really felt that way.
The appearance of Shang Xiao made the three of them seem to be more familiar with each other, and they had a relaxed dinner. After dinner, because several stewards brought over the account book, Shang Jun asked Lang Yue to arrange Qin Xiuzhi in Muchen Pavilion and left in a hurry. After reading the ledger once, it was two hours later. Looking up at the bright moon, Shang Jun turned to Muchen Pavilion.
Just walked into Muchen Pavilion, the quiet sound of the guqin came out slowly, melodious and low, although Shang Jun was not good at all kinds of musical instruments, but he could hear the faint loneliness in the distant sound of the guqin. An involuntary, slightly painful feeling. The foot that was about to step in stopped outside the door, and there was a voiceless song, each with their own feelings inside and outside the low wall.
The sound of the piano gradually subsided, and after a long time, Shang Jun slowly came back to his senses, sighed softly, turned around, and left.
Just a few steps away, a very fast dark figure slid through the air, and Shang Jun was shocked. It almost makes people think that it is just a gust of night wind, but Shang Jun can't understand that, that is a realm that can only be achieved by top masters, and he may not be an opponent. And that dark shadow was heading straight to the Muchen Pavilion.
When Shang Jun rushed to Muchen Pavilion, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the long sword in the man in black mercilessly stabbed Qin Xiuzhi, who was still sitting in front of the guqin, with the sword pointed directly at his throat. Shang Jun was shocked, jumped up, tore off a leaf, and threw it out with all his strength. cheek.
The man in black felt the strength from the long sword, and looked up coldly, only to see a plain white shadow coming quickly, pulling Qin Xiuzhi's arm, and then jumping away, he just retreated ten feet away. The man in black's eyes flashed, and his ice eyes stared at Shang Jun.
The black towel covered all his expressions, but those eyes were enough to make people terrified. Those were cold eyes, no warmth, no emotion, and being stared at by such eyes, it was as if the neck was pierced by a The icy ribbon was wrapped tightly around him, and the more he looked at him, the more suffocated he felt.
Slowly pulling Qin Xiuzhi behind him, Shang Jun said softly, "Xiuzhi step back."
Face to face with the person in front of him, Shang Jun was not at all sure. He just stood quietly in the night wind, with a cold and remnant aura like a god of death. The blood-red sword in his hand shone with a scarlet cold light in the moonlight. Bloodthirsty sword. Shang Jun showed the soft sword around his waist and held it tightly. The two figures, one black and one white, confronted each other in the chamber.
Glancing at the Ling Xiao soft sword in Shang Jun's hand, there was a little interest in the ice eyes of the man in black.
No need to talk nonsense, the man in black raised the scarlet long sword and swept away towards Shang Jun's face. The man in black did not expect that he would be able to take this sword abruptly, and his originally disdainful thoughts became serious at this moment, and Chi Lian in his hand seemed to feel the master's mood, and the red became more and more coquettish.