The two talked for a while and never mentioned leaving, and Sanchun also thought that the topic had been revealed, until Zhu suddenly disappeared three days later, and he was shocked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Early in the morning, Zhu said that she wanted to eat fish, and asked Qing to go to the river to catch fish. This is the first time she has a request for food, and Qing will naturally try her best to satisfy her.

Qing goes out, Sanchun should follow, anyway, she will follow wherever he goes, it has become a habit. And she has been sitting by the river for the past two years, she has practiced very well in the water, she is very good at making trouble, and she can also help with fishing.

The fish at this time are not very fat, two hours later, the two of them came back with a small and thin fish, and they didn't see the pearl for a long time, only to find that he was gone.

There was a bamboo board on the table, and a few words were written: Brother Qing, Zhu has something to do, don't read it.

Sanchun suddenly remembered something, "Yesterday, I saw Sister Zhu crying at a bamboo slip, but I didn't expect it to be ......." ”

Speaking of this, when I saw Qing Tieqing's face, I swallowed the words in my mouth immediately.

Qing asked coldly, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"I didn't expect her to really leave." She muttered, Zhu often cried with bamboo slips, and carried her every time, not once or twice.

She secretly looked at the words on the bamboo slips, and the content was different every time, sometimes it was a love poem, sometimes it was a good article, and sometimes it was a medical codex, and the ghost knew which content could force her away.

Qing Fa lost his temper. Dropped the fish basket and threw the fresh fish, as if he was still angry, and glared at her a few more times before he knelt on the ground in despair.

After a moment, my eyes were faintly wet. It was like saying to her, and it was like muttering to herself, "I thought that after five years, I could warm her heart and change her, but now I think it's just a five-year dream......." ”

Sanchun sat beside him, next to him, and began to listen to a story that was lingering, heart-wrenching, and heart-wrenching.

There was a great priest in the state of Qin, who was said to be a very big official, and as for how big it was, Sanchun did not know, but he only knew that his daughter was beautiful, virtuous and virtuous, and had a marriage contract with the second son of the eldest (da) husband.

Just before the two were ordered by their parents to get married, a young man named Qing appeared, and he began to pursue the daughter of Da Sixing, and the two fell in love with each other, and finally eloped and fled to this small mountain village to live in peace.

This is a love story written with blood and tears, the two know each other and love each other, and want to spend the rest of their lives together, but they can't resist the tricks of fate after all.

Listening to this, Sanchun couldn't help but think to himself, and he couldn't complain that the two of them didn't look like brother and sister, but they were a pair of lovers in love. But she didn't think this story would be so simple, if he and Sister Zhu really eloped and got married, how could they respect each other like guests, making one only like a doctor and the other like a patient?

And in this story, Qing and Zhu should be not in the right household, but why do you always feel that Qing is more like a nobleman, it seems that in terms of temperament and demeanor, she is a little stronger than Zhu, a Houmen girl. And she didn't think that the love between the two was very sincere, because it seemed that he was not happy, and Zhu was sometimes more like a responsibility to him, a responsibility that must be responsible, and even forced himself to be responsible.

After the story is over, there is an eerie atmosphere in the house. Sanchun stared at him, his little eyes full of anticipation, "Go on, I see that it sounds good." ”

Qing glanced at her fiercely, this girl seemed to appear to be to make people angry, and she would not give up if she didn't make him angry.

He stood up, flicked the sleeves of his robe, snorted, and walked out of the house.

Sanchun hurriedly caught up, "Where is Qing going?" ”

"Everyone is gone, and there is nothing left to be nostalgic for this place."

"Are you going to go to her?"

The corners of Qing's mouth puffed out a touch of bitterness, he could guess what she left for, she would always come, they were not all the way, and it was his luxury to have been together for so long. It doesn't matter what else, he's just worried about her, dragging that sick body, can she really go back?

Now that this place is over, there is no love left, and he should go about his own thing. His blood feud, the villain who forced him to go away and forced his mother to death, he will never forgive.

Sanchun didn't care what he was thinking, he tugged on his sleeve tightly, and read: "No matter where you go, take me with you." ”

Qing glared at her, "Don't make any noise. ”

She was unwilling, and continued to pull, and her good clothes were torn by her.

Qing was helpless, "Go pack your things." ”

That was it, and she ran back to the house with joy.

Looking at her back, Qing sighed deeply, if he hadn't been entrusted by someone, he would definitely not have taken her. It's just that the painstaking work of the person entrusted to her, with her current muddy appearance, can you understand?

Recalling that morning, the handsome young man came to the hospital with her covered in blood, and asked him to save her, and would rather exchange his life for a life.

He had already seen that it was a dead man, and asked him to choose a place to bury it as soon as possible. The young man didn't believe it at all, and forced him to die, and killed himself with a sword in front of him. Blood was splattered everywhere, and it took him days to scrub the blood from the house.

And at that time, she had obviously swallowed her breath, but suddenly miraculously had a pulse.

He was moved by the fiery love between the two and immediately saved her. Who knew that after she woke up, she didn't remember anything, and thought he was her lover, saying that he looked alike. He had seen the young man, a standard little white face, how could he be half similar to his heroic appearance?

He took care of her according to the last words of the teenager, and never mentioned to her those past events that she had forgotten, just as if she was a newcomer, just born, and spotless, simply looking forward to love.

There was nothing of value in the small thatched house, and Sanchun didn't have any treasures that he could handle, so he turned around and only took two clothes, the identity bamboo card and a sword. This sword was kept by her side when she woke up, a very ordinary bronze sword, the hilt was not fancy, and it didn't seem to be sharper than the kitchen knife at home. However, this is already her most valuable possession.

As for Qing, he has a bunch of big bags and small bags, and he can't bring all his medical books, but those elixirs that have been studied for many years must be brought, these things are usually inconspicuous, and when they are used, they find that they are not, which is amazing.

After they were all packed, they went on the road, because they were in a hurry, and they didn't have time to say goodbye to the people in the village. Lao Tian in the west of the village, Brother Niu in the north of the village, the third aunt in the south of the village, and the second girl who ran here every two or three days under the pretext of having a headache, didn't have time to say a word.

Qing was in a very bad mood, although he said that he would not look for pearls, but several large roads and small roads leading to the outside around the village were trodden by him, and he was really sure that she did not know where to go before she went on the road.

On the way, the two of them talked about where they were going, and Sanchun thought that she wanted to go to Wei to join the army, and if she wanted to find out her identity, she had to at least know what her name was.

Qing was noncommittal, laughing at her as just a toad at the bottom of a well.

During this period, being a soldier was the most unproductive way out, and being a soldier was the lowest status and was always looked down upon. A supreme swordsman like him is bound to become a "warrior", a true samurai.

Among the scholars were scribes, samurai, and those who were able to write and martial arts. These "scholars" served the slave-owning aristocracy, were loyal to them, and did things for them, and gradually formed a class, the scholar class. But those who can become scholars are capable people, Sanchun has always thought that she is a mixed eater and drinker, for such a high ideal, to be honest, she really doesn't have that confidence.

Remarks: The titles of Qi, Yan, Zhao, Wei and other countries are divided into two categories: secretary and doctor, and the secretary is divided into the secretary and the secretary, and the doctor is divided into the eldest doctor, the upper doctor, the middle doctor, and the lower doctor.