It's early morning.
The river breeze at night is particularly cold.
The lantern hanging in the corridor, with a dim light on, was swaying in the cold wind, and was dying.
The snow in the mountains has not melted yet.
However, a few more snowflakes fell from the night sky.
That night, the Qin family members were all sleepless.
After Luo Qingzhou paid his respects to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, he returned to his own courtyard with Miss Qin Er.
The couple played a few games of chess on the couch, then washed up and went to bed.
The two hugged each other and whispered under the quilt.
They talked about their first meeting, the embarrassing things that happened between the sister-in-law and brother-in-law, and the little things about the family's solidarity in Mo City.
Of course, we also talked about Miss Qin.
Neither of them said a word about what would happen tomorrow.
Miss Qin Er didn't seem to be sleepy tonight. She chatted until four o'clock and was still in high spirits.
"Brother Qingzhou, do you want to take a nap?"
"No, I'm in good spirits."
Miss Qin Er leaned close to him, buried her cheek in his neck, and said softly: "Wei Mo believes that everything will be fine."
"Well, everything will be fine."
Luo Qingzhou stroked her soft hair, his expression gentle, and murmured.
The two hugged each other tightly and didn't say anything.
Five o'clock in the morning.
Luo Qingzhou said softly: "Wei Mo, you take a nap, I should get up."
The girl in his arms trembled slightly, hugged him tightly, and after a moment, she slowly let go and said softly, "Yeah."
Luo Qingzhou bent down and kissed her forehead. Without any lingering affection, he immediately got up from the bed.
When he put on his clothes and was about to leave the room, the girl on the bed sat up, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked at him infatuatedly and said, "Brother Qingzhou, Weimo is waiting for you."
After a pause, he continued, "Xiaodie, Qiu'er, Bailing, and sister are all waiting for you at home."
Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment, opened the door and walked out without saying anything else.
Qiu'er had gotten up at some point and was standing at the door waiting for him. When she saw him come out, she immediately came over, squatted, lowered her head, and gently helped him put on his shoes.
"Master, please come back soon. I have to serve you with Xiaodie and Zhu'er."
Qiu'er stood up with a gentle smile on her face.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then he reached out and stroked her delicate face, and said softly, "Take good care of the Second Miss."
Qiu'er nodded and said, "I will."
Luo Qingzhou said nothing more and walked out.
“Bang!”
In the courtyard, the flying knife thrown by Zhu'er hit the bull's eye in the corner of the wall.
Luo Qingzhou walked down the corridor and stopped beside her.
Zhu Er glanced at him, then immediately lowered her head nervously, saying in a trembling voice, "Aunt...Uncle."
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything. He took out three throwing knives from her hand and threw them lightly towards the corner.
“Bang!”
Three flying knives flew out at the same time and hit the bull's eye in the corner at the same time. The entire handle of the knife was immersed in the bull's eye!
"Remember to ask her to teach you the sword spirit."
After Luo Qingzhou finished speaking, he rubbed her head and left quickly.
Zhu'er stared at his back blankly.
"Card!"
At this moment, the target in the corner suddenly broke into pieces and fell to the ground.
The three flying knives stabbed into the wall behind. There happened to be a knife mark left on the wall. At this time, the tips of the three flying knives all stabbed into it, without any error!
Zhu'er stood in the yard, stunned.
Luo Qingzhou went out of the door and immediately saw a thin figure standing under a big tree not far away, looking at him silently.
The cold wind blew, and her skirt fluttered slightly.
She held the sword, standing there like a sculpture in the dark, motionless.
She must have waited here all night.
"Silly girl."
Luo Qingzhou scolded softly, turned away, and said, "Let's go."
The girl under the tree immediately followed him.
The two of them walked towards the back door, one in front and one behind, on the snow.
Snowflakes began to fall in the night sky again.
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, it snowed again.
At the same time, a figure quietly climbed over the courtyard wall and soon arrived at the riverside.
Just as he was about to untie the boat on the shore, a voice suddenly came from under the big tree behind him: "Where are you going?"
Qin Chuan froze for a moment and turned around to look.
Under the big tree, a tall and majestic figure stood there with his hands behind his back, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.
"Dad... Dad... I..."
Qin Chuan stuttered and was unable to speak.
Qin Wenzheng looked at him dignifiedly for a moment, sighed, and said, "Go back. Your mother has not slept all night and has been crying. If you are really filial, you should go back and spend more time with her."
Qin Chuan lowered his head, slowly clenched his fists, and suddenly raised his head and said: "Daddy, I want to..."
"Want to die?"
Qin Wenzheng looked at him coldly and said, "Do you want my Qin family to be extinct? Do you want your mother to spend the rest of her life in tears?"
Qin Chuan said with red eyes: "My child..."
"Go back."
Qin Wenzheng's tone softened, he lowered his head slightly, and said slowly: "At this time, no one can save your brother. It is very likely that your brother has been killed."
As he spoke, he raised his head, looked at him lovingly and said, "Chuan'er, if you go, you will only leave one more head. Your mother, your sister, and everyone in our Qin family need you. You have good talent, and you can be promoted to the realm of a great martial artist by practicing alone. With you, our Qin family can continue. Your mother is stupid and always likes to do stupid things. Wei Mo is sick and needs to take medicine every month. Jian Jia... also has an illness. Everyone in the family needs your protection. If something happens to you, who will protect them in the future? Not to mention the people in the court, even a few mountain bandits, they can't deal with them..."
Qin Chuan cried, "Daddy, but my elder brother... I must at least go and bring back my elder brother's body, otherwise, I will have a guilty conscience for the rest of my life..."
Qin Wenzheng walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and said, "It's okay, go home and look after them. Daddy will go."
As soon as these words came out, Qin Chuan was shocked and looked up at him.
Qin Wenzheng looked in the direction of Kyoto and said, "Dad knows a lot of people in Kyoto. He is also a descendant of meritorious service. He just wants to ask for a body and send off the young. It shouldn't be a problem. Even if there is a problem, it doesn't matter. With you at home, Dad and Big Brother are very relieved."
Qin Chuan knelt on the ground with a plop, crying, "Daddy! Please don't go, let me go, let me go..."
Qin Wen Zheng caressed his head lovingly and said, "Don't cry, get up, real men, don't cry, don't kneel, stand tall and don't cry like a woman. Look at your mother, what else can she do except crying all day? In the future, the Qin family will rely on you, and of course, Qingzhou. You two brothers must protect your family well. If you can't, leave Dayan and live somewhere else. The world is big, as long as your family is there, you can settle down anywhere and make it your home."
"Daddy..."
Qin Chuan hugged his legs, his face full of tears.
Qin Wenzheng helped him up and said, "Okay, go back and practice well. Don't slack off."
"Daddy..."
"go back!"
Qin Wenzheng's face immediately darkened. Seeing that he still refused to leave, he kicked him and said angrily, "If you don't listen to your father, you are unfilial! You are a rebellious son!"
"Woo, Daddy..."
"Get lost! You rebellious son! You bastard! You son of a bitch! You bastard! Get back here!"
Qin Wen Zheng was furious and started cursing and punching and kicking.
Qin Chuan staggered and was pushed back, but he looked back every few steps, crying and looking around.
"go back!"
Qin Wenzheng growled angrily, "If anything happens to anyone in my family, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost! You will be too ashamed to worship the ancestors of the Qin family in the future!"
Then he said earnestly, "Chuan'er, death is not scary. Daddy is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that the Qin family will be cut off. Your responsibility is greater than Daddy's. The Qin family will rely on you in the future. Just think of it as Daddy begging you to go back quickly."
"Daddy..."
"Fuck you, you bastard, you really want me to kneel down before you, right?"
Qin Wen Zheng was furious, his eyes suddenly turned red, he bent his knees, and knelt on the ground with a "thump", cursing again.
When Qin Chuan saw it, he was shocked and frightened. He fled in a hurry, crying loudly and running into the house in panic.
"You bastard! You rebellious son! You insist on making me kneel down! I'll fuck you, you immortal... Bah, bah, bah!"
Qin Wenzheng hurriedly got up from the ground, patted the snow on his knees, and looked towards his own house. After looking for a long time, a look of determination suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said softly: "Ruyue, the master is leaving, take good care of the family, and we... will be husband and wife in the next life..."
After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the river.
At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice came from behind: "Master, where are you going?"
Qin Wen Zheng's body stiffened and he turned his head to look.
"ah… "
Before he could see the person behind him, his vision suddenly went dark, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.
Soon, a long drag mark was left on the snow on the ground.
Qin Wen Zheng was limp all over. He was grabbed by the collar and dragged back into the house and thrown into the corridor in the front yard.
"Woo woo, Daddy..."
In the dark hall, Brother Qin was still crying in grief.
After a while.
He suddenly cried, "No! I can't let Dad go alone! That would be unfilial of me!"
After saying that, he suddenly rushed out of the door with tears on his face. When he was about to rush out of the courtyard, his steps suddenly froze, and he turned his head to look at the figure lying there in the corridor, snoring...
"???"