The old man made up his mind and led other farmers to escort Hao Dong to the ancestral hall. Here, Chang San and Duan Tingxuan breathed a sigh of relief by coincidence, and Chang San said to the others: "When something like this happens, someone must go back and report to the master. I think Liang Shou should go back. This kid is smart and young. , it is also necessary to run more errands."
Several other people laughed, it was almost noon, who likes to run errands under the sun? Since the person in charge "destroys relatives with righteousness", what else is there to say? So they all agreed, and Chang San took out the pancakes in his package and handed them to Duan Tingxuan, telling him, "Go and come back quickly, don't eat on the way, this pancakes were baked by your wife in the morning, and I have a share of them." I’ll give it to you too, and I’ll take a few bites if I’m hungry on the way.”
Duan Tingxuan seemed a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to object, so he accepted the pancake with a dejected face, and headed dejectedly to Xiaowangzhuang's ancestral hall, where the horses they rode were all there, entrusted by two villagers to take care of them.
The others chatted and laughed for a while, then continued to Dongning Village, and disappeared after a while.
Let's talk about Duan Tingxuan, after riding a horse, he galloped along the official road towards Suzhou, but when he passed a cliff, the horse suffered from some kind of illness and suddenly fell down. Liu'er fell over, otherwise I don't know what to do, even if it is so, he also fell down and made his face ashamed.
The big horse fell to the ground and gasped for breath, Duan Tingxuan stepped forward to check it out, muttered a few curses, then stopped caring about the horse, sat on a big rock and ate a few mouthfuls of oil cakes, but his eyes wandered around, looking secretly This environment, this is the place where Long Pingzhang was killed.
After a few days, he locked the eyes that had been secretly staring at himself on Hao Dong. After a secret investigation, it turned out that the origin of this person was not very clear. Anyway, he was a servant, Su Donglou didn't pay much attention that day, even he knew that there must be a spy arranged by Lu Fengyu in the mansion, but he just pretended not to know. After all, things like spies are sometimes good tools for spreading the word. Unexpectedly, it was his negligence at the time that almost caused Duan Tingxuan a big trouble.
But fortunately this Hao Dong is an extremely greedy person. So when Duan Tingxuan heard Chang San mention that there was a set of priceless ebony boxes in Xiaowangzhuang ancestral hall. He immediately had an idea, and dug a hole for the opponent without making a fuss, and sure enough. With an ebony box as bait, Hao Dong almost couldn't wait to jump into the pit, and was buried right away.
And Duan Tingxuan finally got a chance to come here alone to investigate. He has extraordinary hearing and keen senses. If there are still people following secretly, they will definitely not be able to hide it from him. The reason why he still acts like this is naturally to be careful, in case someone is looking this way from the opposite mountain, it has to be pretentious. Even if they doubt it, they can't be sure that they came to investigate Long Pingzhang's death, right
So after eating the pancakes, Duan Tingxuan went to check on the dismounting situation. The big black horse was convulsed by him secretly pulling it hard, how could he recover in a short while? Naturally, he hummed and chirped and said that he would take a rest for a while. So Duan Tingxuan pretended to be bored. Walking around in the mountains, looking around, suddenly touched the back of the waist, and the whole person froze, and then hurriedly searched around, as if something had fallen.
After this gesture, it was time to really look for it seriously. It's just like what Su Donglou said, the situation has changed, where are there any clues left waiting for him to find
After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find anything. Duan Tingxuan sighed in his heart, secretly said Pingzhang, ah Pingzhang, if you have a spirit in the sky, give me some guidance, what exactly did you find to be silenced? I know you must have found something, but what exactly
While muttering in his heart, he habitually put his hips on his hips, his gaze drifted slowly from a distance unconsciously, suddenly something seemed to flash in his mind, Duan Tingxuan froze for a moment, then quickly turned his gaze back, this time carefully Looking at it, I soon found a round white stone that seemed to be protruding from the lush grass under a big maple tree.
Duan Tingxuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little, and he hurriedly pretended to continue looking for something and walked over. When he got under the tree, he pushed the grass away, and saw two stones being erected, one of which was a white round stone lying across the two stones. On the top, they are arranged in a π shape, because they are covered by grass and stones, so no one pays attention to them, and it is probably preserved in this shape until now.
For a moment, the young master felt his mouth dry up, his heart beat faster, and even his palms were sweating.
He remembered that when he and Long Pingzhang were in the government school that day, a few close classmates often carved words with white jade, placed shapes randomly, and then used words to match the situation at that time to guess riddles. The answers to the riddles were poems or words. Wu Qinghu is a master in this way; Duan Tingxuan is quick-witted and often has proud works; Dudulong Pingzhang is the least proficient in this way, every time he plays, he is the one at the bottom, and he is often punished by the host for this.
Recalling the interesting things in the past, and thinking that the upright and bold guy had returned to the spring, Duan Tingxuan couldn't help feeling a pang of pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and grabbed the white stone in his hand. Just in the distance, he found This white stone is oblate and should not be higher than the grass, so I came to check it out, but I didn't expect that he found something, if this is really the clue left by Long Pingzhang desperately.
The white stone was very smooth, Duan Tingxuan tried his best but couldn't find the writing on it, so he hurriedly picked up the next two stones that were padded with white stones, this time at the lower right corner of one of the stones, he saw a vague pattern, It's not handwriting, just a few undulating lines, this pattern is very familiar to Duan Tingxuan, almost every piece of his clothes has this pattern on the sleeves and fronts, it's cloud pattern.
Looking up at the maple tree in front of him, there is a white stone below, and there is a moiré mark in the lower right corner of another stone. Could it be... is this the code word Pingzhang left for himself? But what will it be? Maple trees, white stones, cloud patterns... Just from the literal connection, it is easy to remind people of Du Mu's "Mountain Journey" that has been passed down through the ages.
"Far away, the stone path is slanted in the cold mountain, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February."
Duan Tingxuan couldn't help but muttered the poem, then looked at the vast and distant mountains, and said to himself: "Pingzhang, is this the clue you left for me? Could it be that the things you found out, the answer to the mystery In this poem? What are you trying to tell me? A person's name? A place? Or an event?"
After thinking about it for a long time, Duan Tingxuan couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to put this stone in his bag. Looking around again, he was sure that there were no clues. It was already an unexpected joy to receive this hint from Long Pingzhang, so he took a deep breath, looked up at the white clouds in the sky, and said in a deep voice: "Pingzhang, I always I feel that you are right next to me. If you think about it, you will never die, so the heroic spirit will never leave. Then you just look at me, watch me chase the real culprit, avenge you, and then expose the shocking conspiracy of the King of Xiangyang, and complete the common goal of you and me. Wish. Pingzhang, you must watch and wait, I believe this day will definitely come.”
The big black horse over there stood up at some point, Duan Tingxuan took a few steps back, then got on the horse, rode Juechen, and headed for Gusu City.