There are more than ten miles of mountain roads between Niuwei Village and Gu Town, and there is no way to walk the horse, so Song Manqiu deposited his mount in the town when he came, and then returned to Gu Town with Bu'an, so he took the horse and went straight to Jiangning.

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the sky is high and cool, the rice and wheat beside the official road in the suburbs are fragrant, the wind is light and the clouds are comfortable, until you enter Jiangning City, you can feel a trace of the tense atmosphere.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and there were notices everywhere, and occasionally there were groups of errand officers, armed with half-zhang muskets, but they were not wearing the green clothes of the Inspectorate, nor the dark gray shorts common to the soap officials and catchers of the Liang Dynasty, but the black soap robes.

Song Manqiu explained that when the Great Liang Dynasty was founded, Zhao Junchen was burned in the Fuyang generation, so he regarded himself as a fire virtue. Jiangnan Confucianism took the month-by-month changes and the Xuanwu thunder as a sign of heaven, indicating the change of dynasty, so he pretended to be a water virtue, so the soap officials, fast catchers, and soldiers were all dressed in black.

Bu An remembered that a few soap officials who were rampant and domineering in Niuwei Village were still wearing old clothes, and it would take time to come to Jiangnan Confucianism to clean up the officialdom and appease the people.

On the way forward, the road met a group of soldiers escorting the prisoner car to the street, the prisoner car was full of brains, and there was a Confucian student who escorted the car on the side read out loudly the accusation of this person, it was nothing more than to oppress the people, greedy for the people's fat, said that this person has more than 20 beautiful concubines, more than a dozen mansions, more than 1,000 hectares of fertile land, the people are already indignant, and they have smashed stones and debris at the prisoner.

Bu'an dismounted and walked slowly, and after listening carefully, he realized that this prisoner was originally the second official of Jiangning Mansion, and it was really embarrassing that the dignified and six-grade official actually fell into this situation.

He turned his head and asked softly, "Is this person stubborn and unwilling to change his ways?"

Song Manqiu glanced at the man a few times, pursed his lips and said, "Probably so." Among the Jiangnan officialdom, those who have returned to the academies in various places, except for those who were originally from Confucianism, are all greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

The two made their way through the crowd and soon returned to the banks of the Qinhuai River.

The door of the house that Bu'an bought was closed and empty, and the people of the Song Mansion also said that they had never seen anyone from Yuezhou inquire about Miss Manqiu's whereabouts.

Bu An made a quick decision, left a brief message, and took Song Manqiu to the south by boat - if Qingshan came to Jiangning, the people of the Song Mansion would tell her that Bu Gongzi was safe and sound, and had returned to Yuezhou.

The boat travels on the Grand Canal, there is no danger all the way, but the white sails on the river are far less busy than a few months ago, and if such a big change occurs in the south of the Yangtze River, the north-south waterway must be blocked from it, and there is no commercial goods going north, and the ships on the river will be less than half.

When the boat passed through Hangzhou, Song Manqiu knew that Jiangning must have transmitted the news of Bu Gongzi to the Song Mansion in Hangzhou, and there must be people waiting at the dock from the Song Mansion, but seeing that Gongzi was like an arrow, he did not propose that he dock for a short rest after all.

On the evening of the second day of the seventh month, when the boat entered Yuezhou and saw the wharf from a distance, Song Manqiu couldn't help but think of the situation last winter, when he and Gongzi returned to Yuezhou by boat from Jiaxing. Counting everything that has happened in the past six months, it really feels like a world away.

Thinking of the Jiangnan change, the so-called royal marriage contract has become like a piece of waste paper, and no one can hinder her from walking with her son, Song Manqiu is sweet in her heart, but when she lands on the shore, she has some gains and losses, for fear that she will see the Qingshan girl for a while, and she doesn't know how to get along with her.

This kind of daughter's thoughts, but Bu An didn't notice it at all. He was in a hurry to return to Yuezhou, firstly, because he was afraid that Qingshan would be heartbroken after receiving bad news, and secondly, he was also worried that the world would suddenly change and the seven divisions would be leaderless, so that they would fall apart.

Walking through the familiar Shusheng Street, turning onto Zijing Street, and heading east along the Toumash River, the street is still lively, but no one recognizes the storyteller who sweated here more than a year ago.

Revisiting the old place, Bu'an is inevitably a little emotional, and when he walks through the door of Linglong Fang, he can't help but stop for a moment.

Song Manqiu knew that Miss Qingshan had played music here, and she also knew that Gongzi was here when she first met her, and her heart suddenly felt a faint sourness. She thought that as long as the son would not abandon her, even if she was a little low, she would be happy, but she didn't expect it to come to an end, and she was still a little tasty.

Bu An only stopped for a moment, looked at the "place where he had fought" and continued to move forward, and then the closer he approached Fuping Street, the more people recognized him, or called him "Bu Ye" enthusiastically or in surprise.

Bu An didn't bother this time, and nodded in response with a smile, asking "Have you eaten?" or "Busy?"

Finally, he stood at the door of the Ghost Hunting Seventh Division, which had long since lost the yamen plaque, and looked through the open courtyard door.

The scenery in the courtyard is the same as before, Luo Qingting has a bucket of water to wash her brass array flag, and the second girl sits on the lap of the blind man Zhang as if he is having a happy family, and You Ping tilts his head sideways boredly.

Under the shadow of the trees at dusk, a woman wearing a lake-green skirt, with a bed of guqin and a thin booklet in front of her, was frowning slightly, as if thinking about her heart......

Step over the threshold. Zhang Blind turned his head slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and the second girl sitting on his lap suddenly jumped down as if he was frightened......

Bu An smiled and stretched out his hand, motioning for them to remain silent, and then walked lightly to Qingshan.

When he got closer, he found that Qingshan had lost weight, her face was a little pale, and the breeze in the courtyard was blowing on her thin shoulders, which made her more and more lovable...... She seemed so engrossed in the book in front of her that she didn't even notice that someone had come up to her.

This thin book is obviously the "Book of Music" transcribed by Bu'an himself, presumably brought back to Yuezhou by Zhang Blind, and immediately handed it over to Qingshan.

"Miss......"

Bu An was smiling and looking down at Qingshan, and suddenly heard an old whisper, it was the shadow uncle who didn't know where to hide.

Hearing this, Qingshan slowly raised his head, and when he saw Bu'an's smiling face, he suddenly pursed his mouth tightly, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions that might collapse at any time.

She quickly wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice was a little choked, and her face showed a trace of guilt as if she had done something wrong: "Su Su went to Jiangning, I can't stop her......"

Bu An suddenly remembered that when Wurong County, Quanzhou Prefecture was separated, he had instructed Qingshan not to act rashly no matter what happened or what bad news he heard, just watch Su Su, appease the people of the Seven Divisions, and wait patiently for his return.

She was so grief-stricken that she remembered...... As soon as he thought of this, Bu An became more and more distressed, and sighed lightly: "These days, I have suffered you." ”

"Childe is born and dies ......" Qingshan shook his head with tears, choked up for a while, and couldn't even speak.

Song Manqiu stood behind Bu'an, and was silent for a while, until then he persuaded softly: "Childe turned danger into a disaster, it is a great joy, sister, don't be sad, your body is important......"