The oil lamp jumped, Zhou Fei rubbed her eyes, and seeing that the sky was already bright, she raised her hand to extinguish the light. The ink in the inkstone was already dry, and she didn't bother to add water, so she just left a little muddy black ink. After the next family lesson was finished, an old pen almost ripped her to the ground.
The night before, she and Li Sheng asked Li Jinrong to be taken out of the Mo River. Zhou Fei thought that she would have to peel off her skin if she didn’t die, but Li Jinrong picked it up high and put it down gently, so she hurriedly ordered the two of them to be locked up behind closed doors, thinking about it, and copying them alone. Twenty-hundred times of home training.
No wind, no sun, no pain or itching, just lie down if you want, this kind of "beautiful thing" Zhou Fei can't usually catch, and Li Yan's mistakes are almost the same.
Zhou Fei used the wild grass crawling out of the dog with one hand to confuse the family training before half a night. Then, she lay down on the small couch next to her, back and forth, thinking about what happened the night before.
Because of Li Sheng's delay, Li Jinrong finally failed to catch up in person, and Xie Yun ran away successfully. Zhou Fei estimated that she would still be able to lie down in the room at this time, and probably eighty percent of the credit was due to this Young Master Xie—the big boss wanted to arrest him, but he didn't seem to dare to arrest him with great fanfare, not even bringing her or Li Sheng. Dare to punish with great fanfare, must be afraid of disturbing someone. If she was beaten badly, it would be her father who would be "alarmed". Zhou Fei thought about it, and she became more and more sure that the familiar "Mr. Gan Tang" in Xie Yun's mouth was her father.
But who would come to find her father
Ever since Zhou Fei's records, Zhou Yitang has always been out of the gate and the second gate. He doesn't usually meet people. Throughout the year, apart from being sick, he just stays in the courtyard to study, sometimes plays the piano, and once delusionally wanted to teach a few Junior... It's a pity that even Li Sheng, the three of them don't have the character of Feng Hua Xue Yue in their horoscope. Listening to the sound of the piano, playing with fingers and yawning.
Mr. Sun who had beaten her was a pedantic scholar. Her father was not pedantic, but at most he was just a scholar who knew his interests. Apart from being frail and sick, there was nothing special about him. Could there be any other way for him?
Zhou Fei pondered the powerful "pulling machine" in the Mojiang River for a while, recalled Master Xie's miraculous feats for a while, and was full of doubts for a while, and at the same time, she automatically shoved her father's head into the 108 legends of Jianghu. In the middle, he thought about seven or eight dog-blooded love and hatred.
In the end, she couldn't lie down anymore. She rolled over and got up. She leaned against the window and looked into it. It was early in the morning, when people were the most sleepy, and the disciples guarding her were all dozing off in a daze.
Zhou Fei thought about it for a while, pulled out a pair of shoes, threw one under the desk, and another under the bed. She lowered the curtain of the bed, made the quilt into a human shape, and threw the family instructions that she had written all night on the table in a mess. She went up to the stall and pretended to be sleeping with her head covered for a night, then she jumped up onto the beams, uncovered a few moving tiles with ease, and slipped out without knowing it.
Just when Zhou Fei was about to fly over the eaves and walk to the wall, there was a soft sound not far away. She looked up and said, well, she is not the only gentleman on Liang who dares to be affectionate.
Zhou Fei looked at each other for a while with Li Sheng on the other roof across the courtyard, and then the two of them turned their heads, pretending that no one saw the other, and ran in two directions.
Zhou Fei went to Zhou Yitang's place and glanced at it from a distance, but didn't dare to go there—through her years of experience in fighting wits and bravery with Li Jinrong, she felt that her mother could not have been guarded. She looked around patiently, and sure enough, she found some clues in the bamboo forest behind the courtyard, under the suspension bridge in front, etc. There must be an ambush below.
At this moment, Zhou Yitang's small courtyard was quiet. He probably hadn't woken up yet at this o'clock. When Zhou Fei was hesitating about how to get in, he suddenly heard a series of birds chirping.
Forty-eight villages in the middle of Shu are like spring all year round, the flowers and leaves do not fade, and there is nothing unusual about the sound of birds. Zhou Fei was not careful at first, but who knows that the sound of birds is getting closer and closer. I was irritable, and was thinking of a stone to knock down the noisy flat-haired beast. When I turned around, I saw Xie Yunzheng sitting on a big tree smiling and looking at her.
Xie Yun was hunted by Li Jinrong all over the mountains for a day. It was probably not very pleasant. His coat was torn, his hem was shortened, his hair was messy, a dewy leaf fell on his head, and there were many on his hands and neck. After a few bloody holes, he was a little more embarrassed than in the Xi Mo River the night before. But he had a very relaxed and comfortable smile on his face, as if he didn't care about such a crisis situation at all, and it didn't delay him at all from admiring the mountain scenery in the morning and the little girl in the cardamom age.
"Your forty-eight villages are really intricate and complicated. I have used all my milk strength to find this place." Xie Yun sighed, waved to her again, and said familiarly, "Little girl, you are the master of Li Da. With Mr. Zhou's daughter?"
Zhou Fei was stunned for a while. She has been in the village, and Li Jinrong has cultivated a character of "what to do, no nonsense". It is rare for her peers to play with each other, and she is used to being alone. I don't know this for a while. Xie Gongzi was an enemy or a friend, and he didn't know how to answer, so he simply nodded.
Then she frowned, and after a while, she asked tentatively, "Do you have any grudge against my mother?"
"No way, I was still playing with mud when your mother retired from the Forty-Eight Villages," Xie Yun said to her as he took out a piece of bamboo from nowhere, and then took out a small knife, while sitting on the tree and slowly cutting it. , "But the old Liangtou who asked me to deliver the letter may have it. I don't know what happened... Hey, he died without telling me clearly."
Zhou Fei asked, "Then who are you?"
"No one, Xiaosheng's surname is Xie, the name is Yunjiao, and the name is Taimei. He is called 'I want to open a layman', and he is an idler," Xie Yun said seriously, "I was fishing in the wild that day, and his old man came to pay homage to a wild grave. After praying, I couldn't get up, I fell on the ground and cried, I saw an old man crying pitifully, so I agreed to run errands for him."
Zhou Fei: "…"
She was shocked to discover that this Young Master Xie was indeed ill.
Zhou Fei asked in disbelief, "Just because an old man cried, you risked your life to break into the Forty-Eight Villages for him?"
Xie Yun corrected: "It's not because the old man cried, it's because of Liang Shao - don't you know who Liang Shao is? Didn't your father tell you?"
The name Zhou Fei actually sounded a little familiar, and it must have been said before, but Zhou Yitang was mild-mannered and talked a lot. It's good to hear one out of ten sentences, since her father is not willing to punish her anyway.
Seeing that she didn't say a word, Xie Yun explained: "When Cao Zhongkun usurped the throne, Liang Shao went north to meet the young emperor, set up a series of sets in the Lianghuai area, rescued the young emperor from under the eyes of the 'Big Dipper', and severely damaged the 'greedy wolf' and In 'Wuqu', even the life of the only son was at stake. After that, he was born and died again, and he supported the Southern Ban Dynasty with one hand. He was considered a... uh, a hero. Isn't it painful that the hero's end is like a mountain? If he has no other skills, it doesn't matter if he runs errands for him."
Zhou Fei seemed to understand, but after thinking about it, she asked, "Then what seven stars, are they very powerful?"
Xie Yun said: "Beidou - after Cao Zhongkun usurped the throne, many people were unconvinced. He didn't have the time to subdue them one by one, and he decided to kill all of them if he didn't talk too much."
Zhou Fei had never heard such a simple and rude explanation, and couldn't help but stare: "Huh?"
"Of course, he can't kill himself," Xie Yun continued, "but he has seven masters under his command, and no one knows their names. After following him, they will be named Beidou, specially for Cao Zhongkun. Killing people and killing their lives. How powerful is it... Let me put it this way, your mother once led a group of heroes into the northern capital to assassinate Cao Zhongkun, but the three thousand imperial army could not stop them. Cao Zhongkun escaped from life, if the seven stars were all available back then, the Northern Capital would not have been 'the liver and the brain' that time, do you think it is serious?"
This statement was very persuasive to Zhou Fei.
Because in her eyes, Li Jinrong is like a mountain. Every time she gets angry with her mother, she will go to practice qigong hard, three hundred and sixty days a year, so she has about three hundred and fifty-nine days. They were all practicing the exercises hard, fell asleep every day and dreamed that the boss was whipping her, but she was able to remove the whip from her hand in three strokes, then threw it at her feet, smiled, and then recklessly walked away... Of course, so far it's just a dream.
Zhou Fei sometimes has the illusion that she will never be able to surpass her mother. Every time she feels that she has caught up a little bit, when she looks up, she finds that she is looking at her coldly from a farther place.
"Such a hero, lying in the field crying and unable to get up, just like you, a beautiful little girl who will no longer be in her life one day, with pale face and white hair, is sad. Since I have met it, I should take care of it. "
Zhou Fei: "…"
No one dared to talk to Li Jinrong about such nonsense as "your daughter is so pretty". The elders, at most, praised Zhou Fei subtly and politely, "Your daughter has the style of being a great master", and her peers even more Needless to say, she couldn't say a few words in a month, and no one had ever praised her for her beauty in person, so she was almost at a loss for a while.
At this time, Xie Yun had already made a complete bamboo flute while chatting with her, gently blowing away the debris, and smiled at Zhou Fei very narrowly: "Run away, you will be caught Your mother caught it, and she's going to beat you."
Zhou Fei hurriedly asked, "What are you doing?"
Xie Yunchong blinked at her, put the bamboo flute on his lips, and played a few high and low notes. The clear flute sound instantly pierced the silence of the forest. The green of the boundless bamboo sea reflected in the pupils of the young man on top, and his flute gradually became a tune as the ambushers jumped out and approached.
It was "Breakthrough".