In the afternoon, the spring breeze warms up, the leaves sound thinly, and a wisp of piano sound spreads along the warm wind, hovering endlessly among the rugged mountains and rocks.

Jing Xuan stood up from the bookcase, followed the sound of the piano, and listened silently for a while.

"Lord, this is the direction of Huaisha Temple." Huang Yao put down the pen, dried the silk book, folded it carefully, put it into the bag, and pressed it aside.

Jing Xuan nodded, he could naturally distinguish where the sound came from, "Who is playing the piano?" ”

Huang Yao thought for a moment, "Or worry about the ink doctor." ”

It was Jing Xuan who personally arranged the placement of the doctor Shen and the relief of worries in Huaisha Courtyard, and he couldn't have forgotten it, as for the person who stroked the qin...... The young man was carrying a piano bag behind him, so he naturally didn't think about others.

"It shouldn't." Jing Xuan closed his eyes and listened quietly.

The piano song is desolate and mournful, like the sound of waves crashing on the shore, one stack after another, telling the meaning of despair.

But if you taste it carefully, behind this sadness, there is a sense of indifference and loftiness.

The outright sadness is the emotion of the song itself, and the indifference behind it is the mood of the Fuqin people.

"Why did the Lord say that?" Huang Yao recalled the words and deeds of the young man just now, he was very young, but his speech and demeanor were even higher than that of ordinary scholars, such a young man, even if he played such a sad piano music, what was so strange?

"Speculative ear." Jing Xuan didn't know how to say what was in his heart and shook his head.

Walking into the courtyard, the white and wide petals of the mountain magnolia slowly fell and fell in the grass, making a muffled sound from time to time, which made people more and more at a loss.

He was not lacking in decisiveness, otherwise he would not have dispatched the sword guards to search for and solve his worries in the Dongting at the beginning, but now in the face of a young healer like her, he did not dare to act rashly.

Not only because the current medical worries are a member of Chu Mo, but also because of the indifferent and immortal style on his body, like a wild crane.

He was afraid that he would be careless, so he would easily destroy such a beautiful and pure thing.

Jing Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief, whether he found a solution or not, what he had to do could not be put on hold.

The hatred of this race, the hatred of a country, will not fade with time, but will become clearer and clearer as it is sharpened.

"Huang Gong, what is the door stop?"

"It's okay yet." Huang Yao took out a parchment roll from his sleeve and unfolded it, with a map of Jing Chu painted on it, and the Li Men Plug in Jing Xuan's mouth was located in the southwest, which was originally a checkpoint set up by the Chu State in order to prevent the southwest Yi, but now it has become a barrier to prevent the Qin army from going deep into Ouyue to search for the exiled nobles of Chu.

"The underworld, the tunnel, and the straight wheel are in the north, and you can't do it. There is Zhaoguan in the east, there is a pass in the west, there is a Fuli Pass in the northeast, there is no fake pass in the south, and there is still a wooden pass in the south of Yingdu......" Jing Xuan looked at several passes circled by Zhu Pen, "Yingdu has heavy troops, you can't do it, there is no fake pass for Chu Mo's stronghold, Qin doesn't dare to commit it." ”

Now that the more barbarians are in Anou, how to regain their homeland?

Wu False Pass has always been a place where the Mo people gather, and the soldiers are easy to defend and difficult to attack, Qin did not dare to risk the world's disapproval and the Mo family as an enemy, and never attacked the Wu False Pass.

Limensai was close to the southwest and had not yet been captured by Qin, becoming the last barrier that Qin could break through to enter Ouyue, and it was also the only point of reliance for them to re-enter Jingchu.

If the door plug is missing, it will be completely overturned, and it will be difficult to fight back.

"Stick to the Li Gate Stop, and send a few people to secretly seize the pass and control the Zhaoguan." Jing Xuan made arrangements, and the Guanguan and Zhaoguan were relatively close to Cangwu, if these two places could also be under the control of the Chu nobles, then they would be able to act in an orderly manner, seize Muguan in one fell swoop, and return to Yingdu.

"Chuan Shuzhuang, Lan Liang, Fu Louqu, Jin Liang, Zhaozhao, Xiang, Wu San, thought it was a discussion."

"Whoa." Huang Yao sincerely arched his hand and returned to the side of the bookcase to write the paperwork.

Although Jing Xuan is not very old, this kind of bearing on his body that is enough to dispatch thousands of troops and horses has to be admired, not to mention that he is still a person who watched Jing Xuan grow up, knowing that he admired his uncle Jingcha in his early years, so he put his heart on resignation, although he has dabbled in the art of war, he will inevitably talk about it on paper.

Nowadays, it is not easy to make such a perfect deployment and take charge of it alone.

Therefore, although Jing Xuan did not want to believe that the elders of the clan died martyrdom, nor did he want to accept the excessive etiquette of others, he still insisted on calling him "Lord".

"You can pass the book from afar." After sealing the silk book, Huang Yao put it in his sleeve and said goodbye to Jing Xuan.

Watching the collar of Luo Tuo's gray clothes disappear behind the grass and trees, Jing Xuan sighed heavily, "I wish Jing Chu ...... safe"

Huang Yao is a scholar, understands the art of war, and also knows the way of governing the country, if it were not for his father's entrustment, he could have entered the Qin State in the west and achieved a greater career, instead of living in the mountains and wilderness with him, trying his best to try to re-enter the Yingdu, but also to avoid the search of the Qin soldiers, embarrassed, and difficult to express.

It is a lifetime of happiness to have such a follower from a person of insight.

When he walked into the courtyard again, Jing Xuan heard a string song coming from the Huaisha courtyard:

"Surging Meng Xiaxi, the grass and trees are reckless. Sadness and eternal sorrow, bubbling to the southern soil. ”

The voice is shallow, with a slight hoarseness, leaning on the rhythm of the piano music, unable to distinguish between men and women, only making people feel that the voice is gentle and indifferent, as if with the power of pure heart and tranquil.

"Turning white thinks it is black, and pouring it down thinks it is down. The phoenix emperor is in the fence, and the chickens are flying and dancing. With the jade and stones, all and the same. The husband is stubborn, and he doesn't know what to do. ”

But what is recited is clearly Qu Zi's "Huaisha"!

"Huaisha" is one of Qu Zi's "Nine Chapters", which is said to be Qu Zi's fateful book before he threw himself into the river, and the remaining chapters of "Nine Chapters", such as "Ode to Orange", "Si Meiren", "Sorrowful Return Wind", etc., are actually written by the Chinese Zizi to pity Qu Zi and make up for him.

"Relieve worries...... Really? Jing Xuan muttered to himself, such a voice, except for relieving worries, does not think about it as a second person, but the sound of the piano is clearly too far from what he heard on the shore of the Dongting at the beginning.

"The burden is heavy, and the stagnation is not good. Huai Jin held Yu Xi and was poor and didn't know what to show. The dogs barked and barked. Fei Jun is suspicious of the ......"

When the string song arrived, it suddenly swallowed, and then the sound of the piano also stopped abruptly.

Jing Xuan frowned, okay, I didn't hear the strings break, why did it stop?

"Brother!" Jing Ji rushed in the door, his still childish face flushed, and his sideburns were full of beads of sweat.

"What's the matter?" Jing Xuan shook his head secretly, his brother was really reckless, "It's a bad gentleman." ”

Jing Yu pulled up his sleeves to wipe his sweat, his gardenia-colored sleeves were wet, and they were stained with ginger spots, "Fang Youshouchun refugees fled into Cangwu Mountain, and they were accepted and sent to the doctors for treatment......"

Pouring beans in one breath generally said a lot, Jing Ji slowed down, and then said: "However, the medical order is quite unreasonable, and he sent his disciples to drive the displaced people to Huaisha Courtyard, and now I am afraid that it has come." ”

In fact, at that time, Yixi also said very sarcastically, I heard that Doctor Mo has always been close to Li Shu, if even these few homeless people are unwilling to be treated, but they are in vain to bear the good name, so when he went to Huaisha Courtyard to drive people, no one dared to come out to dissuade him.

But Jing Yu really didn't dare to say this to Jing Xuanming.

ps: Tomorrow I have to take the Chinese medicine test...... And I'm still insisting on updating it, so I wish me a good tomorrow!