Chapter 7: We'll Meet Again
"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" has a legend: there is a country of Ba in the southwest, Tai Shi gives birth to salty birds, salty birds give birth to multiplier centi, multiply li to give birth to the afterglow, and the latter is the beginning of the Ba people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ infoFrom the beginning of the Paleolithic Age to the Warring States Period, for millions of years, in the struggle against nature and strong enemies, the footprints of the Ba people have spread all over the Daba Mountains in Sichuan, Chongqing, Hubei, Shaanxi and Guizhou. However, the Bashu culture in the smoke of the Warring States period is like the old man in the tribe, who chooses to die in order to break the burden of the tribe when the tribe is embattled, and the mysterious and great Bashu culture is silent in the long river of history, rolling and disappearing......
Yuting Pavilion, the place where the soldiers lived.
Zi Yi looked up at the door plaque, and after confirming that it was correct, she lifted her skirt and quietly stepped over the threshold, put her hand on the door, stretched out her head and looked left and right in the courtyard, looking for the path to avoid the government soldiers.
"Dawn! Stop! β
Miao Qing and Liming were chasing each other on the road in front of Yuting Pavilion, Miao Qing's hands were covering his hair bun, while Liming looked back at Miao Qing while running, and kept sticking out his tongue at Miao Qing.
"Dawn! You're going to stop standing! Sleep in the firewood room tonight! Oh no! Sleep on the toilet!! β
Miao Qing and Liming's foot strength is comparable, and the distance between the two has not decreased, but the speed is as fast as a horse race.
When he was about to reach the gate of Yuting Pavilion, Liming continued to sprint and turned his head and shouted, "Big brother, you are too careful!" β
As soon as he turned around, the back of a girl suddenly appeared in front of him, and it was too late to stop his steps, so that Liming pounced on Ziyi, and the two of them fell to the ground together.
"Ahh ......" This cry shook the apricot trees next to the door and shook off all the leaves.
Miao Qing arrived step by step, and what caught his eye was a "tragic image", two people on the ground were drenched into deciduous chickens by apricot leaves.
"Huh! Who are you! Walk without looking at people! Zi Yi pushed the people around her, and because her knees hit the ground, she couldn't stand up in pain, so she could only support her waist with her elbows. Dawn turned her face around, and the moment the two met each other, their eyes widened.
Dawn pondered in her heart: It's over, it's over, it's over, it's going to be slaughtered by Miss.
Zi Yi glared at Liming angrily, she was an unmarried girl, even if she had a humble status, she would not allow such a person to ruin her reputation.
In Pakistan, low-class maids are not allowed to have any intimate contact with any man, and if they are discovered, they are expelled by their clansmen and never married again in this life.
"Dawn! You! Ziyi stretched out her hand and wanted to beat Liming's head, but she couldn't do it, and her other arm couldn't hold it, so she lay on the ground again.
"Ziyi girl!" Miao Qing came back to her senses and rushed forward to help Ziyi.
Zi Yi slowly stood up with Miao Qing's arm, and Liming also patted her ass and stood up, scratching the back of her head and laughing.
"Sister Ziyi...... That one...... I'm sorry...... I didn't mean it," Liming said, glancing at Miao Qing, "It's not Brother Miao, if it weren't for Big Brother trying to arrest me, I wouldn't have bumped into my sister's ......"
"You!" Miao Qing glared at Liming unconvinced, "I won't bother with you for the time being", and then turned to look at Ziyi, "What is the so-called matter of the girl's visit to Yuting Pavilion?" β
"Oh, I've come to Changyou on the orders of Miss."
Miao Qing and Liming glanced at each other and sighed, "Girl in purple, it's really unfortunate, Brother Chang You was sent on a business trip by the master this morning, and he is not in the mansion now, I don't know what Miss is looking for Chang You, can I do it for me?" Miao Qing bowed respectfully and saluted.
Zi Yi looked at the two of them and thought about Miss's situation, "Huh...... It's nothing, just ...... When I didn't come...... I took my leave. Saying that, he hurriedly saluted and said goodbye, Ziyi just wanted to end the embarrassing scene as soon as possible, and when she turned around to leave, she saw Miao Qing's bun, covered her mouth but still laughed, and walked away.
Miao Qing and Liming stood in place and wondered for a while, and after hearing Zi Yi's forced laughter, they immediately returned to the fierce battle a quarter of an hour ago. said that it was too late and that it was too fast, Miao Qing grabbed Liming's clothes, "You kid caught me now!" Walk! Go to the thatched house! β
Following the back, his eyes stopped on Miao Qing's bun - the red and pink hairband was tied, and a bow was deliberately tied, plus a small daisy. It's really a girl's heart.
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Inside the East Wing.
"Miss." Ziyi calmly walked in the door.
"How? What about Chang You? Nieni looked at the door, but there was no one.
"Miss Hui, Chang Shoutong was sent on a business trip by the master, and I am afraid that I will not be able to return home in three or five days."
Nian Ni heard that her last life-saving straw was submerged in the water, and suddenly felt that life was hopeless, patted her head, didn't want to say anything, walked back to the desk and continued to think hard.
Lu Yin rubbed Ziyi with her shoulder, "Sister, have you climbed a tree?" β
Zi Yi was stunned, "Huh? β
"Then why do you have apricot leaves in your hair?" Green tried her best not to laugh.
"Oh? Oh! ......" Ziyi took off the apricot leaves on her hair, and rolled her eyes when she got angry, "It's not your eldest son Li, he walks without looking at people, and he fell on me." β
"Okay, stupid dawn, I actually bullied my sister Ziyi, look at me next time, I can't treat him well! Sister Mo is angry. β
"Okay, okay, I'm not angry, let's go and help the young lady think of something, it's not too early." Ziyi smiled sweetly at Lu Yin, in her eyes, Lu Yin and Dawn can be regarded as the top living treasures in the world, the two have such similar personalities, this is also a difficult happiness to find together.
"Miss...... So now, what to do? ......" Lu Yin asked weakly.
Nian Ni leaned her arms against the desk, and there was no hope in her eyes. Then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and slapped the table, "Go to the bamboo slip!" Start! "Eyes full of certainty!
Lu Yin and Ziyi were grinding and miscellaneous, Nian Ni concentrated on drawing cats and tigers, Bashu pictures and texts are close to ancient Yi texts, and it is easy to copy, but it is a literary blindness, and just copying will not be understood.
An hour later.
"Whewβit's finally good! It's not that hard! β
The last copy of the bamboo slip was handsomely spread out on the table, Nian Ni leaned back on the chair to rest, and the two heads of Ziyi and Lu Yin gathered together to admire the masterpiece.
"Miss! You're so amazing~" Ziyi and Lu Yin, two illiterate people, looked at the scrolls of sky-like words and praised them.
In fact, if you look at it in general, there is no big problem with copying, but if you look closely, these characters are purely children's sketches, and there is no essence of aura at all.
"Let's just make a difference...... "As a top student of Peking University, since she was born, she has never been nervous because of the homework of copying, but now Nianni, her heart is as empty as a black hole, and all the explanations thrown into her heart can't fill that void.
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Nanpai Jianzun flipped through Nianni's homework, frowned from time to time, Panasonic frowned again, and then raised his head and glanced at Nianni through the bamboo slip, put down the bamboo slip, and sat down in a straight posture.
"Ahem, Ni'er, what is the sword spirit of my Southern Sword Pavilion?"
Nian Ni was stunned, and began to talk nonsense with a mortal heart.
"Sword Spirit? β¦β¦ This sword spirit...... The sword spirit of the Sword Pavilion of my Southern Sect...... Naturally, it is earth-shattering, and no one can match the ghosts and gods! It must be a hundred times more powerful than the sword spirit red jade of the ancient sword Qitan! β
Jian Zun slapped the table, "Nonsense!" Then he walked to Nianni's side and knocked Nianni's head with a bamboo slip. Ziyi and Luyin, who were standing at the door, were scared just by listening to the sound.
"Master......" Nian Ni knew that she was talking nonsense seriously, and she was still giggling when she was admonished.
When Jian Zun saw this disciple like a madman, he had a headache, and said with hatred: "Tell me about you, you entered the master at the age of seven, and became the second swordsman in Pakistan at the age of thirteen, and now you fall off the cliff, and you don't even remember half a point of the sword spirit of the master!" Ay! β¦β¦β
Nianni didn't speak, her hands were hooked in front of her belly, and she whispered: "I want to know too...... But I can't understand ......."
"Huh? What are you talking about? Jian Zun crossed his waist and stomped his feet, "That's it, I'll tell you from the beginning for the teacher, and I'll tell you from the beginning!" β¦β¦β
Nian Ni nodded happily, feeling a taste of sweetness.
The southern sword spirit, the four spirits of the heavens, the fire is the sword qi, according to legend, the ancient vermilion bird breathes fire to cast the sword, the sword falls Jiuhua, I sent the pavilion sect Ling Yuan Houxian to visit Jiuhua and get it, so the southern sword pavilion was established, and the ancient sword pavilion of Jiuhua was established. β
"Oh~ I thought the sword spirit was human......" Nian Ni lowered her head and snickered.
However, when Jian Zun heard it, he stroked his forehead with his hand and said, "Have you copied it well?" β
"Of course!" Nianni's mouth is straightforward, but her heart is empty.
"Then why don't you take half a point?" Jianzun is about to collapse, but Ni'er has the ability to never forget.
"That...... Master...... Actually, I can't read ......"
Jian Zun felt a tightness in his chest when he heard this, and old blood was about to gush out, "What did you say?" Can't read it? This is your home language! β
"In vain...... Amnesia...... "Nianni did not hesitate to add fuel to the fire above the master's head."
"Don't talk to me about amnesia!" Jian Zun didn't know what to do, and walked back and forth in the house. And Nianni could only choose to be silent, she was really embarrassed to say that she knew Qin Chu Zhangwen.
"In this way, find a teacher for the teacher, and go out for the teacher in a few days, and you must complete the homework left behind!"
Nianni nodded, happy in her heart: Baguo writing, great, back to modern times, I will become the first person in Bashu historiography!
Jian Zun glared at the smirkling Nianni, "Why are you still standing?" Hurry up and give me Zamabu! An hour! β
Hearing Zamabu, thinking about his still sore legs, Nianni reluctantly squeezed a color, and then squatted down with great difficulty. Jianzun waved his sleeves away, and then a large government soldier came in, who was specially arranged by Xiao Jing to assist Jianzun in teaching.
After Jian Zun walked out of the door, he found the sword boy and whispered a few times.
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The next morning.
The sword boy changed into a civilian cloth and went out on the street, keeping his mind calm but at the same time on the right and left, and then got into a house.
To the house. The Xiang family is an inconspicuous family in Xucheng, and the neighbors only know that there are people in the ancestors of the Xiang family, and they don't know anything else.
When the sword boy entered the house, several people rode past the street in front of the house and stopped in front of the house.
The one who rides in front is richly dressed and should be a rich son, and the one in the back is mediocre and must be an attendant.
One of the attendants rode up to the rich boy and whispered, "Young Master." β
"Any news?" only spits out four words, but it shows that this rich son is generous and talks moderately.
"No, the news of the Prime Minister's Mansion of Pakistan is very tight, and I am afraid that only the close servants know about the daughters of the Prime Minister's Mansion."
"Got it, continue to spy on."
"Yes"
Then the rich boy pulled the reins and continued to ride, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, "We'll meet again." β