The development of each plot world has a certain inertia, and Bao Xiqiao and Yang Tiexin recognize each other as in the original book.

The whole process of recognition is full of coincidences and drama.

In other words, after Yang Tiexin and Guo Jing's uncle and nephew recognized each other, during the conversation, Yang Tiexin learned from Guo Jing that his wife and children were not dead, and he couldn't help but be ecstatic. Immediately afterwards, he heard that his child who now doesn't know where he is and Guo Jing still has an unfinished gambling contract, and he is sad in his heart, in the past 18 years, he has neither raised that child to grow up, nor has he taught him a trick and a half, he saw that Guo Jing's martial arts are not weak, and he does not know whether his child will win or lose.

On the one hand, Bao Bao went to the temple to pray for blessings for Qiao Heng, and on the other hand, Yang Tiexin also went to the temple to ask for peace for his wife and children who had not seen him for eighteen years.

So, the two met in the temple.

Bao Xiwan has been in the palace for eighteen years, the wind can't blow, the rain can't get wet, and her appearance hasn't changed much compared to before. And Yang Tiexin has been coming and going in the wind and rain for so many years, and his face is covered with traces of time.

Bao Xiwan didn't recognize Yang Tiexin at first sight, but Yang Tiexin saw at first glance that she was the wife who had been separated from him for more than ten years.

He watched her every move, and then looked at the silk on her body, and vaguely remembered the little maid who followed her at the beginning of calling her "princess".

He was so sad in his heart that he couldn't breathe for a while, and he was depressed in his heart, and he stumbled backwards in front of Bao Xiweak.

Bao Xiweak was too kind and weak, and when she saw someone fall to the ground in front of her, she was startled at first, and then hurriedly helped him to sit down on the big bluestone on the side, and then ordered the maid who followed her to ask for a doctor and accompany the sick man alone.

I also know that these two people were in this moment of solitude, and somehow pulled and pulled each other, and they actually recognized each other as in the original book.

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At this moment, Qiao Heng was sitting at a table of eight immortals in the room, holding a scroll of bamboo slips that he had obtained from Wanyan Honglie's mansion. The shadows of the sun-kissed pines lay diagonally on the tabletop, gently swaying with the breeze outside the window.

He picked up the teacup with his other hand and took a sip of tea as he read the contents of the bamboo slip. As soon as he took this sip of tea into his mouth, his eyebrows subconsciously frowned slightly.

He put down the teacup, his eyes still on the bamboo slips, and he said, "This tea doesn't taste right." ”

The maid who was waiting on the side was trembling with fright by his words, she had just been picked up by the prince to serve the prince, could it be that something was going to go wrong? She took a step forward and asked cautiously: "The slave maid made a pot of tea for the little prince?"

Qiao Heng was noncommittal.

The maid boldly took the tray, put the teacup and teapot on the tray, and saw that the little prince did not object, so she walked out of the room to make tea again.

She was a little anxious in her heart, this tea was a new tea that had just been distributed in the house, and the master who had tweaked/taught herself had also praised her level of tea-making, what was wrong? She took a new cup, poured herself a cup of tea, and then tasted the taste, a fresh tea fragrance was wrapped around the tip of the tongue, slightly bitter, and the aftertaste was long.

It's weird, there's nothing wrong with the taste.

In the moment when the maid was making tea, Qiao Heng had finished reading the rest of the content on the bamboo slip. He picked up a ribbon and tied it up and placed it on the table.

Since he had that serious illness in the previous stage and poured an unknown number of herbs, his stomach, which was not very good in this life, has been weakened again. I only dare to eat four or five minutes full in my daily diet, and no matter how much I eat, I can't escape the situation of diarrhea and stomach pain. However, he is also a martial arts practitioner in his life, and only eating such a little is not enough for his daily energy consumption, and in this regard, he can only keep pastries within the scope of his daily activities to satisfy his hunger.

At this time, there was a plate of small, delicate dim sum on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Qiao Heng didn't go out of his way to take paper and chopsticks, he washed his hands directly, and took a piece of dim sum with his fingers and filled it into his mouth.

Then, his body seemed to freeze for a moment, and then he chewed and swallowed the snack as if nothing had happened.

After a while, the maid returned from making tea, and she made a new cup of tea for Qiao Heng in fear.

Qiao Heng didn't drink the tea she rebrewed immediately, but smiled at her: "I'm sorry for you." ”

The maid hurriedly waved her hand: "No trouble, no trouble, this is what a slave should do." ”

Qiao Heng picked up a piece of dim sum and brought it to her mouth: "Taste it?"

The young man's face was clear, with a slight smile in his dark eyes, and the indifferent aura that had been wrapped around him when he was studying before dissolved into his words.

The little maid stared at Qiao Heng blankly, opened her mouth and ate the snack, and there seemed to be a touch on her lips that had been inadvertently crossed by the other party's cold fingers.

Qiao Heng: "Is it delicious?"

"Ah, it's so sweet. The little girl's cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her head in a panic, not daring to look up at the little prince again.

Qiao Heng clicked on the bamboo slips on the table: "Help me put it back in the study." ”

The little maid picked up the bamboo slips, answered yes softly, and then quickly went to the study with a red face to place the bamboo slips.

After she left, Qiao Heng looked at the pastries on the plate again, flicked the snacks inside with his fingers, and muttered, "Sweet?"

He stood up, flicked the crumbs of pastry from his fingers, and left the room without looking back, walking towards the white-walled cottage.

Outside his room was a melon vine that he had transplanted from Bao Xiqiao. It is probably difficult for anyone to imagine what emotions he had in his heart when he transplanted it, not a kind of leisure, but a kind of care.

In the Tang Dynasty, there is a song "Huangtai Melon Speech" that says well, one picks the melon is good, the second picks the melon is rare, the third pick is acceptable, and then the only melon vine is left.

Although this word alludes to the murder of the martial queen, but from another point of view, how can it not be a true portrayal of Qiao Heng himself? Reincarnation after reincarnation, all the former relatives and friends are separated, and even the only remaining memories are slowly exhausted in this long and indefinite time, and the former youthful spirit has long been dissipated, he can really feel that his soul is gradually becoming stronger with the reincarnation of again and again, but on the contrary, his soul and flesh/ The harmony of his body gradually diminished, and now, he could not even have a body that would allow him to maintain his health.

If this continues, what will he have left?

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Bao Xiwan told Qiu Chuji about the process of her and Yang Tiexin's recognition, and the hibiscus showed a little helplessness on her face, she covered her face with her hands, and whimpered: "Please also ask the Taoist to show me the way, what should I do now?"

Qiu Chuji flicked his sleeves and sat on the high-backed wooden chair beside him, although he was happy to learn that Brother Yang was not dead, he had not lost his mind because of this, so he asked in a deep voice: "So do you want to stay in the palace or go to Brother Yang now?"

Bao Xiqiao was once moved by Wanyan Honglie's dedication to her, and she got by in the palace, but this move was nothing in front of Yang Tiexin. She put down her hand to cover her face, and said with a choked voice but without hesitation: "Ask the Taoist to take me to find Tiexin, staying here is already a torment for me." And Tiexin stayed outside, I don't know what I was doing in the house, I was afraid that he would do something on the spur of the moment. ”

Hearing her say this, Qiu Chuji finally had the opportunity to ask the question he was going to ask when he went down the mountain this time: "Mrs. Yang, have you figured out how to tell Kang'er about his life experience?" Since Brother Yang is still alive, he will directly call Bao Xiweak Mrs. Yang.

Bao Xiqiao picked up a handkerchief and wiped his eyes, and said, "No matter what, I must take him with me." As for this background...... Hey, how can the nature of father and son be wiped out by others, Tie Xin is not dead, it can only mean that the relationship between him and Kang Er is still broken, as long as he leaves this palace, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to explain this matter well? Kang Er has been in Zhong Nanshan for eight years, who else can he be close to in this mansion, and when he sees Tie Xin, I will tell him everything carefully. Say a thousand things and ten thousand, all of this is my fault, I just hope that Kang'er will not dislike me in the future. ”

Qiu Chuji listened to it and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. I also feel that this father and son nature is really unbreakable, since Bao Xiweak hasn't figured out what to say for a while, let's wait for their father and son to meet. After all, it is difficult for a Qing official to cut off family affairs, and it is in vain to think about it at this time.

"However, how to leave the palace must be well planned, since you plan to wait for their father and son to meet before saying everything, then this matter must not only be hidden from Wanyan Honglie, but also from Kang'er. "His apprentice is shrewd, and it is really not easy to deceive him to leave the palace with Bao Xiweak without hiding from him, and he should think carefully about what method to use.

At this time, the originally closed door was vigorously pushed open, and a young man stepped in, and he asked, "Mother, who is Yang Tiexin?"

"Ahh

After Qiao Heng entered the door, he pushed the door back, and the door was closed again with a bang.

"Kang'er......" Qiu Chuji was also shocked by him, he never expected that he would listen to the apprentice outside the door when he was talking to Bao Xiweak. This apprentice of his own, who has been cultivating himself by the side of the senior brother every day, has cultivated a good Taoism, and is well versed in the true meaning of non-action, plus he has been with his master and apprentice for eight years, and he has long been defenseless against his breath, and Kang Er deliberately hid it, and he never noticed that he was standing outside the door.

He closed his eyes and didn't look at Qiao Heng.

Qiao Heng has long been waiting for Bao Xiweak to find out the truth about his life experience, and it is not easy for him to pretend to be deaf and dumb all day long. He knows too well that she is weak, she is too weak, and she will never tell the truth if she is not forced to avoid and go away. Now that he has added firewood to the fire, he is waiting to see how the next scenes will be played.

Bao Xiwan looked at his son, knowing in his heart that he probably heard what she said just now.

Restless, she seemed to see the sense of vigilance in his eyes, Kang'er must have thought that he was some kind of unruly woman. Thinking like this, the tears she had just stopped falling again, and Pear Blossom said with rain: "Kang'er, I won't hide it from you now, that Wanyan Honglie is not your father at all, Tie Xin is your real father." ”

She watched the young man's reaction without blinking, and saw a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then frowned slightly.

"Mother slept with a magic barrier last night? ”

Bao Xi's weak tears rippled, "Kang'er doesn't believe what I said? Yang Tiexin is really your father!"

"Mother, it is not good for people to hear these words in the ears of my father, and I want to know that my father does not want to hear these words. ”

Seeing that his son didn't believe in himself at all, Bao Xi continued to explain: "Back then, when I was still pregnant with you in my belly, I was robbed into the mansion by Wanyan Honglie, and you called him his father for so many years, and you simply recognized the thief as your father! Do you remember your mother's iron spear, which should have been your father's? ”

It's ridiculous to say, as she said, he has been the father who has called Yan Honglie for so many years, which is no different from recognizing a thief as his father, but at the beginning, no one told him that Wanyan Honglie was not his biological father at all, and he didn't stop himself from calling that person's father, didn't he?

Qiu Chuji, who had been watching from the wall, suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and interjected: "Kang'er, I won't say much else, if you still recognize me as a master, you will go out of the house with me and your mother tonight to meet Brother Yang." After meeting your biological father, as long as you don't go back to the palace, you can go or stay with you, but I really teach you that you still have eight years of upbringing, you only need to go to Jiaxing on March 24 this year to complete a gambling contract for me, and since then, I will no longer interfere in all your affairs. Other than that...... Whether you believe it or not, as a teacher, I have to remind you that Wanyan Honglie harbors evil intentions, and if you stay in the palace, there is only one way to die!"

Qiao Heng looked at Qiu Chuji in some surprise, he thought that the master would apply for him, but he didn't admit that the master not only raised his eyebrows coldly at him, but left himself a choice.

Qiu Chuji saw the apprentice looking at him in shock, and he inevitably felt a pain in his heart. He knew that his statement was undoubtedly no different from a threat, and he, who was a master, actually used the master's grace to break off righteousness to blackmail others, and he was really ashamed to be called "master" by him.

But when Yang Tiexin's wife was separated, the cause of this incident was not only on Wanyan Honglie, but also on himself. If he hadn't gone to Niujia Village back then, and hadn't let Wanyan Honglie escape from his hands, then today's disasters would have been gone. Now that there is an opportunity for the Yang brothers to get together and the father and son recognize each other, how can he let it go?

Qiao Heng saluted Qiu Chuji and said, "If the apprentice has something that he doesn't do well, the master will say it directly! That's what I listen to Master. ”

Qiao Heng had just recovered from a serious illness, and he was still a little weak, his voice did not have much joy when he said this, nor was he too unwilling, a simple obedience, so that Qiu Chuji looked at his figure, and only felt that his apprentice was a little pitiful.

He was indeed not a good master.

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The next night, just after the end of the night—

In the village on the outskirts of the city, the occasional barking of dogs echoed throughout the village, and suddenly the wind rose, bringing a whimper.

Yang Tiexin temporarily rented a small courtyard in this village, and he was walking around the room at this time.

Mu Nianci looked at him worriedly, and she poured a glass of water. "Daddy, it's so cold, and the house isn't much warmer, so let's drink some hot water first. ”

Yang Tiexin smiled bitterly and said, "Good boy, I know your intentions, but your father and I are uneasy." ”

During the day, Qiu Chuji came to see him, saying that he would bring Bao Xiweak and his son who had never met in the evening. He was going to follow Qiu Chuji to take the weak out of the palace, but Daoist Qiu persuaded him to stay here, when the weak left the palace, if he was discovered, not everyone would fall in, as long as someone was outside, maybe one day he would be able to bring someone out again.

In desperation, Yang Tiexin had no choice but to stay here.

Mu Nianci was also infected by his anxiety, and looked out the window from time to time to look at the hour, but only a thick and deep night was in his eyes.

Yang Tiexin glanced at her: "Nian'er, you go to the back room to sleep first, I'll just wait here." ”

Mu Nianci waved his hand, "No, I'll wait here with my father." ”

At this moment, Yang Tiexin's expression changed, and his eyes were solemn. He beckoned to Mu Nianci. Mu Nianci immediately understood something, she slowly stood up, and became on guard.

Yang Tiexin walked to the side of the wall, quietly picked up his long/gun, and then walked to the side of the door, only to hear a few knocks on the door, first two knocks, pauses, and then three times.

This is the code that Qiu Chuji made an appointment with Yang Tiexin, and Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci were quietly relieved when they heard this code.

Qiu Chuji said outside the door: "Brother Yang, it's me, open the door quickly." ”

Yang Tiexin took a deep breath and tried to calm his mood, but he was never able to stay calm.

He opened the door with trembling hands, and saw a figure immediately pounce into his arms, followed by a whining cry: "Iron Heart, I'm out, I've brought our son to see you!"

Qiu Chuji and Qiao Heng walked into the room one after another, and Mu Nianci closed the door for a few people. She has seen Qiu Daochang, so standing next to him is her brother-in-law?

The young man standing beside the Taoist had a faint expression, his eyes were like a spring, and his posture was elegant.

At this time, Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiqiao had already calmed down.

Yang Tiexin looked blankly at the young man standing beside the fuselage at the mound and moved his lips: "This is ......"

Qiu Chuji interjected at the right time: "Brother Yang, this is Kang'er. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Qiao Heng: "I haven't come to see your father yet." ”

Father and son were strangers to each other, and for a while, neither of them spoke first.

Yang Tiexin looked at this son he had never seen before, and when he saw it, he knew that his son was even better than he imagined. He held back the sourness in his eyes and said, "Kang'er, I am your father." ”

With Yang Tiexin, the one in the palace who has always been weak is weak, at this time, it is like having a backbone, seeing that Qiao Heng has never spoken since he entered the room, she just thought that he was unwilling to recognize this father, she said sharply: "Kang'er, this is your own father, are you ...... Don't you believe it?"

Her words are familiar to Qiao Heng, probably because she also said it in the original book.

Qiao Heng sighed and looked at Bao Xiweak: "Mother has told me the original circumstances of the matter, and there is a master to testify, so I naturally believe all these things." ”

Bao Xiweak: "Since you believe it, it's okay for you to call your father." ”

She said with tears in her eyes, "Why don't you?"

Qiao Heng was wearing an ink-colored coat at this time, and his face was pale after a long illness, all of which gave him a bit of a lonely atmosphere.

"Why......" he said slowly, "I want to know why." ”

Traveling late at night, he seemed to be suffering from a cold, and he coughed.

"Why in the past 18 years, no one has told me that Wanyan Honglie is not my father. He said slowly.

"Why, ever since I was a child, no one prevented me from calling him Father? ”

"Why, exactly eighteen years later, someone told me who my biological father was, and my father, whom I hadn't seen for eighteen years, ......also appeared?"

Yang Tiexin almost fell to the ground, but Mu Nianci hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

Bao Xiqiao explained: "Kang'er, your father is in trouble, he ......"

Qiao Heng interrupted her words lightly: "I know it, my mother has already told me. Poplar...... Okay, it's my father, and my father left you and me in order to save Uncle Guo's wife. ”

"The word righteousness comes first, and the wife and children come second. Mother, I say something from the bottom of my heart to you, in my heart everything is one and two, can abandon the first ......" Qiao Heng said the second half of the sentence casually, "There is a second time." ”

Qiu Chuji reprimanded: "Kang'er!"

"Master, don't worry, wait until I finish speaking. Qiao Heng didn't care about Qiu Chuji's scolding, and he continued to say unhurriedly, "How embarrassing my identity is now, I guess Master also knows. I know that both my master and my mother regard me as a native of the Song Kingdom, but I, who have been the son of the Jin Kingdom for 18 years, even if everyone in the rivers and lakes knows my true identity in the future, how many people will really believe me?—— although I don't care at all. But in fact, no matter what, in the eyes of many Song people, I am still a Jurchen. Of course, ordinary people don't say much on the surface, but is there still less speculation and vigilance in the secret? In fact, I know that even in the Quanzhen Sect, not every uncle doesn't mind my identity. ”

Now that the Jin State and the Song State are completely hateful, how embarrassing is his current identity, the simple explanation may not be intuitive, to give a less appropriate example: If someone was adopted by the Japanese army for 18 years with the promise of high-ranking officials during the Anti-Japanese War, and he came back in the future, can he really gain the trust of the majority of people? There should be, but this process of gaining trust is absolutely difficult to the imagination of ordinary people.

Of course, this example is too extreme.

Although he has countless memories of reincarnation, he can completely stand in the perspective of the future generations and lazily comment that what he fights, how many years later, he will be his own person.

But for the people living in this era, this kind of hatred is indelible, for those who have been ruined in the war, I am afraid that it is difficult to solve the hatred in their hearts by killing the enemy completely, eating their flesh, drinking their blood, and eating their bones.

Even if he recognized Yang Tiexin, his identity was destined to be unpleasing to both sides.

Hearing Qiao Heng talk about the Quanzhen Sect, Qiu Chuji said a little anxiously: "If anyone is embarrassed by you, you can just tell me and the sect." He said this, but he didn't refute the words that the seven sons of Quanzhen didn't mind Qiao Heng's identity.

Qiao Heng smiled, but continued his previous words: "As soon as I leave, Wanyan Honglie will definitely not let me go, if he is interested, his identity will be known to the world." The three of them became tigers, and all of them were golden, accumulating and destroying bones. I'm a person who cares for my life, and I'm afraid that someone will give me a righteous annihilation, and I'm really afraid in my heart. ”

Yang Tiexin already understood what he meant, he gritted his teeth and said seriously: "Kang'er, you give me a chance." ”

Qiao Heng only did nothing, and now he finally found an opportunity to withdraw/leave, how could he give up easily. He took out two paperwork items from his arms, along with a letter, and said, "I've been a son for so many years, and I still have a little bit of my own connections. Father and mother take this letter, follow the address on it to find the person on the letter, and he will arrange for you properly, as long as you are willing to remain incognito, the son can keep you safe. ”

Bao Xiwei only mentioned her and Tiexin in his words, "Kang'er, aren't you with us, do you still want to go back to the palace?"

"My mother has left the palace, what is the point of me, a person who is not related to Wanyan Honglie, to stay in the palace. ”

Qiu Chuji let out a long sigh.

Qiao Heng said: "In the past 18 years, in addition to staying in Zhongdu, I have been on Zhongnan Mountain, and I have come and gone in a hurry between the two. Master said that he still has a bet to be completed for him, and now there is still a period of time before March, so I will walk around and look everywhere first, and I am tired of always working behind closed doors all these years. After that, I will go back to Zhongnan Mountain, and it is not bad to become a monk directly, and at that time, if my mother has something to do, she will go to Zhongnan Mountain to find me. ”

With that, he turned and opened the door and strode out.

Outside the room, the moon and stars are scarce, and everything is quiet.

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