Duan Ling had already fallen asleep on the couch and turned around automatically until the bright sunlight came in, and finally he was unavoidable and woke up from the heat.
"Lang Junxia!" Duan Ling shouted.
Outside the pane, Lang Junxia moved slightly, but Li Jianhong stretched out his finger, shook it, and took Duan Ling's birth certificate without looking at it.
In the room, Duan Ling remembered that Lang Junxia said in the morning that he was going to go out to do some errands, so he went to bed, put on his clothes, wrapped his robe, washed his face, pushed the door out, and walked across the courtyard yawning.
"According to your instructions." Lang Junxia explained, "Sent to the famous hall, read a lot of books, the little highness is very smart, and can make a fuss."
Li Jianhong didn't answer, hurried across the corridor, followed Duan Ling's footsteps, stood behind a door, looked at Duan Ling's figure, saw Duan Ling looking for something to eat in the kitchen, and after a while he took The food box prepared by Lang Junxia came out.
"Have you ever learned martial arts?" Li Jianhong asked.
Lang Junxia said: "I have been obsessed with practicing martial arts, and I dare not delay him."
Li Jianhong was silent for a long time, his eyes were a little red, he always looked at Duan Ling, and his eyes never left him.
Lang Junxia said, "Your Highness?"
Li Jianhong took a step, but flinched a little, standing behind the door, not daring to go forward for a while. Even in the battle of thousands of troops, he has never been afraid, and now he has stopped in front of his son.
"Does he hate me?" Li Jianhong asked.
"Never." Lang Junxia replied, "I've been waiting for you to come. I told him that when the peach blossoms bloom, His Highness will come back."
Li Jianhong was trembling even with his breath. He raised his hand across the door, and did not dare to open the door for a long time.
Duan Ling was eating lunch by himself, and when he saw a bird approaching, he squeezed some rice and ate it with it. Li Jianhong laughed from behind the door.
"The Four Books and the Five Classics have been read in advance." Lang Junxia added, "It's not a big deal. You have to get the Biyong Hall and then the Master will open it up. The writing is beautiful, Mrs. Linwei's post. "Grandson" I have also read "Wu Zi" and "Sima" as miscellaneous books, and I prefer "The Book of Songs" and "Ancient Poems".
"Princess Duanping will definitely like my son." Li Jianhong said in a low voice, "Astronomers, maths, miscellaneous studies, and a wide range of subjects."
After Duan Ling finished eating, he packed his food box, stretched himself, and sat in a daze in the courtyard. The sun shone on his face, reflecting the young man's face. It was clean and fresh, like a burst of vitality in spring. plant.
However, even in a daze, Duan Ling was still thinking about complicated things. Sometimes he wanted to read and write, and sometimes he thought about his flowerbed—that little world.
"I love spicy food." Lang Junxia added, "Similar to your taste, I like to grow flowers and grow grass, and I learned a little skill from the Runan Duan family. The interest is too broad, and the ministers dare not teach them all, just pick some knowledge. Informed that on weekdays, the main focus is to supervise reading.”
"My son is in Beijing, is there any girl I like?" Li Jianhong said.
Lang Junxia shook his head.
It was rare for Lang Junxia to go out for a day and no one took care of him, so Duan Ling decided to take care of his flowerbed first.
In the courtyard, peach blossoms are blooming.
Duan Ling's "wow" sounded with joy. This year's peach blossoms are blooming very well, and there are several more branches than in previous years. There were still some petals falling on the ground, Duan Ling hurried into the room to find a wooden box, put the fallen petals in the box, and then watered the herbs.
When he put down the kettle, Duan Ling suddenly felt someone behind him.
"Didn't you go out?" Duan Ling turned his head and found a strange man. He was stunned for a while, but he was not afraid. He thought: Is this a new gardener? Did Lang Junxia really invite a gardener? Not like ah.
He is taller and stronger than Lang Junxia, with a twisted and rigid face, with a slightly darker complexion than Shangjing people, his eyes are deep, like twinkling stars, his lips are warm, the bridge of his nose is high, and his pupils are dark and bright. Although his appearance was abysmal, he was better-looking than any man Duan Ling had seen in Shangjing. He had a strong body and exuded an aura that made people feel safe.
He took off the bamboo hat on his head, his eyes were as deep as ink, with a bright look, but his eyes were slightly red, and he stared at Duan Ling.
Duan Ling only felt that this person had a strange intimacy, like someone he knew in a dream.
"Did you plant these?" Li Jianhong asked.
Duan Ling nodded, and Li Jianhong walked over slowly. Duan Ling squatted on the small bench, looking at the plants in the flowerbed and at Li Jianhong. Li Jianhong knelt down beside Duan Ling so as to be level with him, and his gaze shifted to the flowerbed, but after a while, it turned to Duan Ling's face.
"What kind of flowers are they?" Li Jianhong asked.
"This is the peony, this is the sagebrush, the grass, the nine-story pagoda..."
Duan Ling introduced his small world to Li Jianhong, but Li Jianhong's eyes never left Duan Ling's face. After a while, he smiled at Duan Ling. Duan Ling didn't know why, so he also smiled.
"Why are you crying?" Duan Ling asked.
Li Jianhong shook his head, but could not say a word, Duan Ling wiped his tears with his sleeve and gave him a seat. Li Jianhong sat cross-legged behind Duan Ling, and Duan Ling continued to turn the soil with a shovel. Said: "Do you have earthworms? Spring is here, I want to find some earthworms to keep."
"I'll catch you tomorrow." Li Jianhong replied.
"I have to go read."
Duan Ling went back to the study, but Li Jianhong also came in. Duan Ling thought he was a new gardener at first, but he didn't look very much, and asked, "Are you a friend of Lang Junxia?"
"Lang Junxia hasn't come back yet. He went out to run errands today." Duan Ling said.
Li Jianhong nodded, and Duan Ling invited him into the study and made him a cup of tea. Li Jianhong said, "Bianhai Xueya."
"Drink out?" Duan Ling said with a smile, "I bought it in the city, wipe my face."
Duan Ling handed him a wet towel, and Li Jianhong asked again, "What are you reading these days?"
"Read the "Lin Shi"." Duan Ling replied.
"Which one did you read?" Li Jianhong asked again.
"Zuo Zhuan jumped." Duan Ling opened the book and replied, "I was looking at "Gu Liang Zhuan", and the master said that I didn't ask for further explanation."
Li Jianhong smiled and said, "You can read it together with the Commentary on the Thirteen Classics."
Duan Ling flipped out the book that was under pressure, made a move to Li Jianhong, and said, "I borrowed it from Chengkang's shop. Do you also read it?"
Li Jianhong took a sip of tea and replied, "I don't read all of the Four Books and Five Classics, and I don't know how to write an essay. The knowledge of my ancestors should not be wasted. You are very good."
"Are you a Han Chinese?" Duan Ling asked curiously.
Li Jianhong sat in the sun, and the light poured in. Although his clothes were ragged, he had an indescribable majesty and dignity. He looked at Duan Ling seriously and said, "Yes, there was a saint in my family in ancient times. ."
Duan Ling was shocked and asked, "Which one?"
"Guess what?" Li Jianhong said.
Duan Ling asked again, "What's your surname?"
Li Jianhong laughed and said, "The last name is Li."
Duan Ling said: "The wind never ends, and the shower never ends."
Li Jianhong nodded and said, "The world can't last long, but what about people? Yes, it's Li Er."
Duan Ling was stunned, and Li Jianhong said, "My four brothers, I am the least educated. I often feel ashamed of my ancestors."
Duan Ling laughed and said, "The thing next to you must be very powerful. Is that a sword you are carrying behind your back?"
Duan Ling noticed that there was a long box next to Li Jianhong, Li Jianhong took it, put it on the table, opened it for Duan Ling to see, Duan Ling was very surprised, and said, "Is this your saber?"
"Do you like it?" Li Jianhong replied.
In the box is a dark epee, almost as high as Duan Ling, the hilt is engraved with a Taiji map, and the sword has a strange inscription on it, as if it was old, but it is as old as new, with a gleaming edge. Duan Ling wanted to reach out to touch it, but Li Jianhong grabbed his wrist with two fingers and couldn't move. Instead, Li Jianhong twisted his fingers, held his palm, and instructed: "The meteorite iron epee weighs forty pounds, but it blows hair and breaks hair, and cuts iron like mud. If you are not careful, your fingers will fall on the ground. in."
Duan Ling laughed, Li Jianhong covered Duan Ling's hand and let him press it on the hilt of the sword, the sword trembled as if it had life.
"What's its name?" Duan Ling asked.
"Some people call it 'Zhenshanhe'." Li Jianhong said, "I call it 'Nameless' because it was a sword in its previous life, and its name was 'Nameless Sword'. Later, because the mountains and rivers fell, it fell into the hands of foreigners. , was recast into five weapons by Rouran craftsmen and distributed to the various ministries."
Duan Ling could hear God.
"Afterwards, I Nanchen attacked Loulan, recovered all of it, and recast it as this sword. It symbolizes the way of heaven, cuts mountains and rivers, and breaks rivers and rivers. It was forged with Western fine gold. It is the sword of the Han people. ."
Duan Ling nodded, closed the sword box, and said, "Lang Junxia also has a sword, which is also very sharp."
"His sword name is Qingfeng." Li Jianhong explained, "Lang Junxia's Qingfeng Sword, Wudu's Lieguang Sword, Changliujun's White Rainbow Sword, Zheng Yan's Zidian Jinmang, Xunchun's Zhan Shanhai and Kongkong The fate of Master Ming's breaking the dust is all the famous swords passed down from the previous dynasties, among them Zheng Yan, Changliujun, Wu Du and Lang Junxia are all assassins."
"What about you? Where are you from?" Duan Ling was very curious about the wandering swordsman and asked, "Are you an assassin?"
Li Jianhong shook his head and said, "I'm from the south, have you been there?"
Duan Ling replied: "I only lived in Runan City, and after I came to Shangjing, I never went anywhere else."
Li Jianhong said: "It's my motherland now. I used to live in Xichuan. Shili Jin Street in Xichuan, with clear water like a belt, Yuheng Yunshan surrounded by fog, Jiangzhou is full of feasting and feasting, and I can't sleep all night."
Duan Ling opened his mouth slightly, and Li Jianhong added: "Jiangnan is different from Shangjing. The trees are green, not blue here. In spring, peach blossoms are in full bloom. And the sea is endless."
Duan Ling asked, "Have you been there?"
Li Jianhong nodded, smiled, and said: "There is also southern Yunnan. The beauty of southern Yunnan is like a fairyland. It never snows, and the four seasons are like spring. The lake in southern Yunnan is like a mirror, and it is always fresh under the snow-capped mountains. Yubi Pass, Yubi Pass has entered autumn, and it is like a snow maple forest."
Duan Ling was full of fascination and said, "I don't know if I can go and see it in the future."
Li Jianhong said, "If you want to go, I will take you there tomorrow."
Duan Ling: "..."
"Really?" Duan Ling said in disbelief.
"Naturally." Li Jianhong said seriously to Duan Ling, "With the sky as the quilt and the ground as the seat, you can go wherever you want."
"But I want to study." Duan Ling couldn't help laughing and crying, "I have to wait... If I want to take the exam, Lang Junxia won't let me go."
"He doesn't care about you, I can give you anything you want in this world." Li Jianhong said, "Say hello to him tonight, where you want to go, you can leave tomorrow. Do you want to learn martial arts? I can teach you if you study, you don’t have to read if you don’t want to read.”
Duan Ling was dumbfounded and felt that this person was teasing him, but when he said it in a serious manner, it didn't make anyone suspicious. Although he is thirteen years old, he is still only a teenager. The nature of a teenager is to play, how can he sit still?
"Also... Forget it." Duan Ling dismissed the idea, knowing that it was impossible to just walk away.
"Why?" Li Jianhong stared at Duan Ling.
Duan Ling said: "I have to wait for someone, Lang Junxia told me that he will come."
"Who are you waiting for?" Li Jianhong asked.
Duan Ling thought about it and said, "Wait for my father, Lang Junxia said, my father is an amazing person."
As time goes by, time seems to freeze at this moment. The peach blossoms outside the window leave the branches and float toward the pond. There is a soft sound in the pond, which is the sound of fish emerging from the water.
Li Jianhong slowly took out something from his waist pouch, put it on the table, made a soft sound of jade, and then slowly pushed it to Duan Ling.
"Are you waiting for it?" Li Jianhong's voice was a little choked up again.
Duan Ling's breath was suffocated. It was a semi-circular jade Huang with crystal clear body and ice-like shape, with four characters engraved on the jade Huang.
Duan Ling shivered, took off the red rope that tied the cloth bag around his neck, took out the other half tremblingly, and combined them into a flawless jade bi with a cloud pattern eagle feather and a dragon embossed, and combined them into eight characters.
Prosperous world, splendid rivers and mountains.