Wen Jiang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The bones of the warrior, the general of the king, his sword, hold it in his heart.

The water of the waves is clear, and you can wet me. The water of the waves is turbid, and it can wet my feet. Regardless of the black and white of his world, I only want an ice heart in the jade pot.

"People who can fulfill their promises to send paintings at the last moment of their lives are worthy of Xin Yi's kneeling and the pity of adults. Xin Yi bowed deeply, prostrate to the ground, and the curved lines of his back were extremely reverent, "Xin Yi, plead with your lordship." ”

Xin Yi knelt on the ground like this, didn't get up for a long time, and no one answered her for a long time, only Xiao Xiao's autumn wind blew the osmanthus flowers all over the ground and brushed her green silk.

Long. The murderous intent in the dark suddenly dissipated, and it seemed that he was chasing Zheng Sizan, and I don't know if I listened to Xin Yi's words.

Xin Yi still didn't get up, but her shoulders began to tremble, and there was a low sob, and there was only this kind of heart she could do for Zheng Sizan.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the copper door opening in the distance, and with the sound of embroidered shoes, the sound of banana leaves sounded in the ears: "Sixth girl, you came out to take Zheng Gongzi's painting for a long time, the autumn wind blew your little hands are icy, but you want to go back to the house? ”

Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, wiped his face, and looked up at the banana leaves: "What's the matter with you? You are in the old lady's room, what does it matter to me Qinshuixuan." Why don't you see green butterflies?"

Banana Leaf Yifu saluted and explained: "The green butterfly has just gone out, and the slaves and maids can't stop it. She read that the girl went out of the house to see Zheng Gongzi, saying that Zheng Gongzi was a person who could not protect herself, and the girl was afraid of causing some trouble when she saw her. Seeing that you didn't come back for a long time, she was so worried that her face turned white, so she went out of the house to look for you. ”

Xin Yi looked around, her eyelashes blinking: "She's coming to look for me? I didn't see her." Didn't you tell her that I was on Anhua Street where I turned right out of the house?"

Banana Leaf couldn't cry or laugh: "The girl only said that in order to prevent implication in Xinfu, she went out to see Zheng Gongzi by herself, and she didn't tell the slaves where to meet." There are three roads leading from Xinfu to Zhengfu, and the girl chose one of them, thinking that Green Butterfly took the other one. ”

This time it was Xin Yi's turn to cry and laugh.

It was expected that Green Butterfly was worried that she would come looking for her, but the two of them ran into the wrong head, which was unexpected.

"Then you quickly get a few people to chase her back! Her injuries are not yet complete, Lang Zhong told her to recuperate on the couch, and she is running around recklessly, maybe something will go wrong. ”

Xin Yi was a little anxious. It is easy to find the green butterfly back, but the sick number that should be recuperating forcibly dragged the sick body all over the street, but I am afraid that the injury will definitely worsen.

The room was full of people who persuaded Green Butterfly, saying that her injuries had not healed and that she was not suitable to stay. However, she just didn't listen, and her heart was full of girls who didn't have accidents, and the slaves couldn't stop her. Banana leaves stirred the corners of their clothes guiltily.

Xin Yi sighed, and her worry became stronger: "It's easy to say anything else, I'm worried about her injury, and I finally picked up a life and came back...... That's it, hurry up and ask Lang Zhong to prepare more in the house, boil all the decoction in advance, and when she comes back, immediately ask Lang Zhong to diagnose her pulse!"

"The slave knows. Then I went to the mansion to inform him, and then took a few minions and looked for them along the three roads leading to the Zheng Mansion. Banana Leaf also knew that the situation was serious, and after a blessing, he hurried back to the house to prepare.

Only Xin Yi was in place, looking at the three streets leading to Zheng's mansion, and a feeling of uneasiness swelled in her heart, so strong that she couldn't breathe.

The sky is clear, the geese fly south, and the autumn wind blows the red maple rolls all over the ground, as if splashed with blood.

And the red leaves all over the city are being trampled by Zheng Sizan one by one.

He left the Xin Mansion and was heading back to the Zheng Mansion, taking an ordinary road, an ordinary speed, even his hands were leisurely behind him, and his face was so ordinary that he couldn't make waves.

He just walked through the one hundred and eight squares of Chang'an, passing by the red maple and golden cinnamon and pigeon whistles, passing by the painting workshop along the way, and going in to enjoy the evaluation, looking like an ordinary boy and brother shopping.

In a certain painting shop, he was playing with a painting, and smiled at the shopkeeper: "You said this is the authentic work of Wenhengshan? I also like to paint on weekdays.,Never look away.。 ”

Before the shopkeeper could answer, he saw a jade finger pressed on the scroll, and then a female voice sounded: "Although the painting is a fake, it has to be recognized by the son, and it is not in vain to come to the world." ”

Zheng Sizan's eyes darkened, he didn't turn his head, he just smiled lightly: "Fakes have the meaning of the afterworld, and the authentic works also have a reason to come to the world." But if you have gone through it once, why bother about whether it is worth it or not. ”

"Childe knows how to draw. The autumn is lovely here, the Weishui is green, and the little woman dares to invite the son to enjoy the autumn on the riverside, and discuss some paintings with the child.

Zheng Sizan returned the scroll to the shopkeeper unhurriedly, and in the teasing of the shopkeeper "Gongzi is so Yanfu", he turned to look at the woman.

She is a young woman, twenty-eight years old, like a cloud crow combed into a double bun, each hairpin with a bowl of goose yellow yarn palace flowers. Bright eyes and bright teeth, looking forward to brilliance, it is not beautiful, but it has its own charm and dexterity.

He was dressed in a water-green ramie cloak, with half-old duck top feathers pinched and tightly wrapped all over his body, so he couldn't see how he was dressed inside.

However, the woman's face was very pale, and the exposed skin was covered with faint scars. The thin body seems to be blown away when the autumn wind is stronger.

Zheng Sizan couldn't help but blurt out: "The girl seems to be injured? ”

"It doesn't matter. A little skin trauma, which and the childe period. The woman smiled absently and stretched out a hand, "Childe, please." ”

Zheng Sizan's eyes darkened, and his right arm stretched out slightly: "My son happens to be idle, and he is invited by a beautiful woman, so it is better to be respectful than to obey his fate." ”

The two walked side by side, walking leisurely, passing through the folk square, out of Chang'an Gate, to the bank of the Weishui River.

In front of you is the endless Weishui, flowing through Guanzhong, irrigating thousands of miles of fertile fields.

The autumn air is rippling, and the white leaves on the shore are covered with a thick layer like frost and snow.

Zheng Sizan stopped, his hands behind his back, his face calm.

The woman also stopped, and reached out to untie her cloak, and the wind blew, revealing the clothes under her cloak.

It was dressed in black.

Narrow sleeves and tight pants, neat and capable, the upper body has armor made of dark iron, glowing with a cold light.

This is a stab customer service. The most suitable outfit for the Assassins to act like ghosts in the dark night.

"She said she was going to let you die in a way that suited you. I thought all the way to what kind of way is worthy of you. The woman spoke slowly.

Her tone was still soft, but it was deeply suppressed and cold, like a gluttony waking up.

"As the Jinyi Guard of Daming Palace, how much do you need to consider?" Zheng Sizan smiled noncommittally, "Get the king's royal order and behead the prey." What you're doing is very simple, so why bother thinking about it. ”

The woman shook her head, her eyes warmed for a moment: "She knelt down and begged me for you, even if the ending is doomed, I want to get her heart within the scope of possibility." ”

"So today, I'm not a brocade guard, just an ordinary assassin. ”

The woman took out a dagger from her bosom, slammed it, and threw it on the stone next to her, and then she stretched out her hand to Zheng Sizan.

"Borrow a sword. ”

Zheng Sizan's eyes darkened. The gentleman learns the six arts, naturally including martial arts, and he also carries a sword with him.