In the early morning of the next day, surrounded by the singing of birds and flowers, Han Li walked into the large bamboo forest planted in the General's Mansion, looking up at where the sun was shining, and under the lazy light of the bamboo leaves, there was a little comfort, a little relaxation.

He originally came to practice swords, because in his opinion, it is better for sick people not to lie in bed, they should exercise more, get up in the morning, breathe the aura of heaven and earth, and walk there step by step along the path, the air is unusually cool and refreshing, and what is surprising is that an old man in brocade clothes in the distance is sitting in the forest, seemingly meditating, surrounded by a large number of armor, and maids, and when he got closer, the old man was actually Lin Qian.

Han Li knew that Lin Qian was assassinated that night, and the life and death were unknown, and now the party was not very clear about whether Lin Qian was dead or alive, and Shang Fei and Lin Zhixuan did not have too much sadness, but on the contrary, it made people even more unable to guess the mystery, I don't know if Shang Fei was deliberately acting, or if it was true, and more importantly, Lin Qian was alive and dead, which was very closely related to the rebellious party of Meteor Shadow, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange, flashing on his face.

When he was in a trance, Lin Qian opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light, and his old face smiled heartily, young people are so diligent, and their future is set.

Han Li remained silent, stepped forward, and said with a smile, the juniors are just idle and walking around, so that the city lord praised it, which made the juniors blush a little.

Lin Qian laughed when he heard this, you junior, you speak with humor, like the perverseness of a widow when he was young, and he pointed to the futon next to him with his hand and said, please take a seat!

Han Li's body is long, and his face is handsome and beautiful, walking in the sunshine of the bamboo forest, he feels quite dazzling, smiling and sitting down on the futon, looking at Lin Qiandao, the anti-party outside, I don't know the news of the city lord, I am thinking about it, the city lord makes a public appearance in the general's mansion, if it is known by the anti-party, will it not be a loss?

Lin Qian's eyes were full of light, he raised his cheeks to look around, and suddenly laughed loudly, I'm not afraid of just in case, it's all our own people here, why be afraid?

Han Li pursed his lips with a smile, and after a while, he said with a smile, The city lord is not afraid of treachery, what he said is right.

Lin Qian looked at the long sword in his arms, and said with interest, your sword is frost, right?

Han Li was greatly surprised, and lost his voice, how did the city lord know?

Lin Qian smiled, raised his head and said, It's a long story, seventeen years ago, the widow once led the cavalry, trying to seize this first-class studio, but he was defeated and returned, with heavy casualties, and was forced into a desperate place by the chasing soldiers, there was no way to go to the sky, there was no way to go down, and the soldiers around him died one after another, watching thousands of enemy troops charge again, his heart was really sad and angry, and he cried loudly in the sky, if you have eyes, give Lin Qian to escape from this difficulty, and save the soul of the five thousand armor soldiers around me from returning to the underworld, Lin Qian will not regret even if he lives for thirty years.

He said and smiled, looked at Han Li and continued, who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, the dark clouds in the sky were rolling, very scary, shrouded in the heads of 10,000 people, constantly spinning, lightning bursts of rain suddenly rained, just when the enemy soldiers were trembling in fear, in the center of 10,000 people, a young man in cloth appeared, his figure was as tall as a god like a demon, his eyes glowed red, people did not dare to look, the enemy soldiers were frightened and immediately retreated, and the widow also escaped, after going back, he led 90,000 cavalry and made a comeback, and at that time this city was not called Liuying City, it is called "Chongdu", this Chongdu was not simple at that time, and the cavalry added up to more than 200,000 infantry.

Han Li frowned and said, City Lord, you said that you have 90,000 cavalry, and there are more than 200,000 infantry cavalry against 90,000 in this city, not to mention the huge disparity in strength, and the Chongdu Army can also rely on the city, which is greatly advantageous, can be attacked and defended, and is very flexible, so isn't the offensive and defensive roles reversed?

Lin Qian shook his head mysteriously and said with a smile, don't worry, listen to the widow tell you slowly.

Han Li nodded, looked at him seriously, and stopped talking.

Lin Qian smiled mildly and continued, although there were more than 200,000 troops in Chongdu City at that time, but the city lord of Chongdu went to his retainers to have a banquet, but the retainer was insatiable, and the widow promised to give him thirty carriages of gold and silver on the day the city was broken, 100 beauties, and 80 miles of fiefdom, so rewarded, there are very few people in the world who can refuse, but all men can not love money, but they can't not love beauties, even if they don't love beauties, they can't refuse rights, that retainer loves all three, human nature, ambush swords at home, kill the city lord, and the inside and outside should be combined, The widow got the news, ran from a distance, and beat down Chongdu, and after entering the city, he naturally searched for the family members of the city lord, some died in the chaos, and some did not know where to go.

Han Li suddenly realized, what happened to that retainer? What does this have to do with the Frost Sword?

Lin Qian said with a smile, that retainer naturally took a hundred beauties and a lot of gold and silver later, and went to a place that no one knew about to enjoy happiness, but the fief was not wanted.

Han Li said, this is too cheap for him.

Lin Qian shook his head and said with a smile, this is naturally true, but the people who fight the world, if they don't keep their promises, who else will sell their lives, as for the frost sword, this is much simpler, after the widow defeated Chongdu City, the city was not very peaceful, so he buried hundreds of thousands of troops alive, changed Chongdu to Liuying, and got the news that the city lord's family fled to Rong Dide, so he set off to chase and kill in the starry night, chased for seven days and seven nights, and finally found those family members in the depths of the mountain, killed a lot, and jumped off the cliff a lot, There were only a few hundred soldiers left to protect many women and children, led by an old minister, who was holding a baby girl who looked very simple, in the common saying, the baby girl looked at a glance, there was a royal spirit on her body, and the widow said to the old minister, hand over the baby girl, and save your life.

Lin Qian looked at Han Lidao, guess what the old minister said?

Han Li's eyebrows moved, and he made his debut in a hurry, he can win people in danger, most of them are not afraid of death, is the city lord right?

Lin Qian's eyes were in a trance and recalled the past, yes, that old minister is inhumane, you don't need to spare your life, is the Liu family going to die here today? Laughing as he spoke, he said to the baby girl in his arms, the Liu family is about to die, the old minister can't watch you being captured by the thieves, and he can't kill the master with his own hands, so he can only take a step first, after that, he shouted and pulled out his sword, pierced his chest with a sword, and threw the baby girl down the cliff before he died.

Speaking of this, Han Li couldn't help but sit up and exclaimed, Lin Qian smiled faintly, the widow knew that the person wanted to throw the baby girl into the cliff, whether she could live or not was her creation, it was better than falling into the hands of the widow and dying, who knows, at this moment, a daytime explosion thunder shook the widow's ears, the thunder was dazzling, accompanied by the dragon's roar, the faces of the soldiers were frightened, and it was suspected that the heavens were angry, and the widow was too tyrannical, and the widow was also frightened, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the edge of the cliff, or the mysterious young man in cloth was holding a long sword, Holding the baby girl in his arms, well, it is this frost sword, how many years have not expected to see it again, and the young man's eyes swept the audience, seeing the widow, he looked coldly and said, you have a star in your life, so I saved you once in accordance with the mandate of heaven, today the mandate of heaven said, this baby can not be killed, she is the person who will get the mandate of heaven in the future, advise you to retreat quickly today, do not rush to kill again, otherwise, under the sky, I will cut off your head, the widow listened, it was simply six gods and no master, frightened and hurriedly retreated, and after going back, he suffered a serious illness.

Han Li was dumbfounded when he heard this, and said in surprise, is there really a saying in the world that there is a destiny?

Lin Qian nodded, and said with a gentle smile, the world is full of wonders, the saying of destiny, you believe it, you don't believe it, for example, two hundred years ago, in the southernmost city, a farmer's family gave birth to a new child late at night, when he was born, the light shrouded the small city like fire, and the people all over the world were shaken in their sleep, panicked, and woke up one after another, as a result, when the child grew up, he liked to fight and brawl, and became a gangster**, but he was born with divine power, chasing a group of local high-rollers in the troubled times, burning, killing and looting, adulterous wives and daughters, and harming one party. The city lord of the small city knew, his heart was very afraid, and he secretly gathered his retainers to send troops to kill this person, who knows, the soldiers have not yet been sent, this person held a sword in his hand that night, and broke into the city lord's mansion alone, and killed many armor soldiers who could not stop it, found the city lord, cut off the city lord's head with a sword, and shouted loudly to many armor soldiers with a human head.

Han Li couldn't help but say on the side, Heavenly Dao is inherently benevolent and righteous, this person is so ferocious, how can he be a person who has obtained the mandate of heaven?

Lin Qian smiled helplessly, this widow didn't know, but that person took the royal power, and the princess was mostly beautiful, that person found the princess and wanted to forcibly defile it, but the princess swore to death, and bit off half of the man's ear, and the man was furious, killed the princess with a sword, cut off the head, stripped off his clothes and threw the corpse on the street for others to trample on, and sent troops to surround the original city lord's family to the city lord's mansion, killing a river of blood, and the whole city was frightened and did not dare to disobey him.

Han Li sighed, such a thing is simply appalling.

Lin Qian shook his head and smiled, history is dirty, and there are countless cruel things than this, but he didn't say it.

Han Lidao, City Lord, what happened then?

Lin Qian continued, after that man became the lord of the city, he led the army to cut down more with less, with his fierce name, every battle must be won, his troops are more and more, more and more powerful, the capture of countless cities, sweeping the world, everyone knows, after the soldiers, there will be a disaster year, the people can not survive, so they flee everywhere, until a person appears.

Han Li frowned, curious, who?

Lin Qian paused for a moment, and said slowly, that person is a woman with a peerless appearance, he said with a smile, what do you think of Miss Zhao's beauty?

Han Li made her debut, and it is not an exaggeration to call Sister Qing's beauty the first beauty in the world.

Lin Qian held her palms and smiled, yes, Miss Zhao's beauty is indeed the first beauty in the world, and the woman I said was similar to Miss Zhao at that time, she is known as Su Shen, people say that she carries the mandate of heaven, and is the only god in the world, Su Shen has the power to reach the heavens, representing the right to speak in the sky, what she said is the words of the sky, Su Shen has 30,000 cavalry, wandering between heaven and earth, the world says that her cavalry is wearing silver-white armor, the whole body is shrouded in iron armor, the sword is sharp, Han Li heard this, secretly said in his heart, isn't what he said about the Di Ride of the Holy Demon Hall?

Lin Qian continued, the man led the troops to kill everywhere, and killed a royal city called Qidu, an unprecedented battle broke out between the troops on both sides, the king of Qidu stood at the head of the city, took the lead, shot the bow and arrows again and again, and shot the three generals one after another, and personally opened the city gate, released the elite cavalry and fought face-to-face with the enemy army outside the city, the battle was very fierce, the city was full of dead people, the general under the man persuaded him to withdraw the army, that humane, when the widow was born, he got the mandate of heaven, slaughtered the world, the mandate of heaven has an order, how can he retreat? After that, put on your armor and go to the siege yourself.

Hundreds of thousands of troops saw that the man personally attacked the city, the morale was greatly boosted for a while, crazy generally, the king of Qidu stood at the head of the city, not afraid, ordered the soldiers around him to take off their armor with him, swore to die as if he were home, ordered the whole city to take up arms, the jade was burned to open the city gate, let the enemy army enter the city, the two armies fought for three days and three nights, the sky was not peaceful, the king of Qidu died in battle, his soldiers were still fighting, the man was covered with blood, walked up to the city tower, seemed to have gone crazy, shouted loudly, the way of heaven is not benevolent, the common people are for the straw dog for the sacrifice.

As soon as he finished speaking, in the bloody light of the setting sun, the cavalry of the gods, thousands of them, charged densely, unstoppable, and defeated the man's army, and the man was also cut off by his general, and his head was hung on the head of the city.

After hearing this, Han Li only felt cold and surprised, and asked, is this all true?

Lin Qian laughed and said lonely, of course it's true, we three-year-olds here have heard it.

Han Li waved his body and said uncomfortably, the city lord, according to the opinions of the younger generations, human nature likes gold and silver wealth, and the rights of beautiful women are true, but if you are too obsessed with killing, it will be a bit excessive, everyone has the right to live and should not be innocently deprived.

Lin Qian said with a smile, what he said is good, so some people in the city who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic are just deliberately tossing.

Han Li smiled slightly, his tone helpless, no matter where there will be some things that are not perfect.

Just out of her mind, a woman's crisp voice sounded, the city lord, the tea came, suddenly looked back, only to see the depths of the bamboo forest, under the bright sunshine, a young woman walked with a graceful gait, the green onion white jade hand held a purple kettle steaming from the sky, her thin eyebrows and snow skin, the eyes flowed with black mist, soft and quiet, the slender Qiong nose was straight, the fresh red lips slightly hooked a touch of innocent smile, two strands of black hair hung down on the chest, the temples were elegant, held by a wooden hairpin, and the slender figure wore a tight water-colored gauze skirt, walking around, the skirt moved with the wind, The girl's delicate curves are delicately highlighted, a pair of lotus arms lightly hold the purple pot, through the gauze sleeves, vaguely see the fair and jade skin, but it is Liu Mengyao.

Han Li wondered how she came here, staring at her, Liu Mengyao paid attention to his gaze, spit out her red little tongue, and secretly smiled at him, that smile was charming and refreshing, as if a virgin fragrance came to his nose.

Lin Qian smiled freely, his silver hair moved lightly in the wind, and Muzi said with a colorful smile, The tea is here, do you want to drink it?

Han Li said with a smile, since there is tea, then you must drink it, otherwise it would be a pity.

Liu Mengyao squatted down elegantly, her cheeks were snow-white, and said softly, Han Gongzi, if you don't drink this tea, it's not just a pity, this is the high-grade tobacco yarn cooked by Mengyao herself, and it will be a pity if you don't drink it.

Han Li said curiously, it smells very fragrant, but he hasn't drunk it yet, so he doesn't know what it tastes like?

Liu Mengyao poured a cup for Lin Qian, and also poured him a glass carefully, blinked her eyes, looked at him with a smile and said, You take a sip and try it.

Han Li picked up the teacup, looked at her with a charming smile, snow-white skin, and was really beautiful, took a sip gently, and looked at Lin Qian over there, who was raising a glass with a smile on his face.

Han Li said with a smile, Well, Miss Liu's cooking skills are good, and her tea skills are also good, after speaking, she took a few sips, drank it cleanly, took the teapot and poured a few cups by herself, and this time she slowly tasted it.

Lin Qian said with a smile on the side, young man, drinking tea is not to gobble up, life is like tea, you must taste it carefully, taste its true color, and taste its own taste.

Han Li smiled awkwardly, the younger generation has been playful since childhood, and it is rare to drink tea, but if he thinks it is delicious, he drinks it faster, as if to quench his thirst.

Lin Qian said, quench your thirst, hehe, it's not bad to quench your thirst.

Han Li suddenly raised his head and smiled, people in the past knew very little, but life is very easy, very simple, since people can be fire, can use tools, and slowly start to use scheming, is it easier to live? I don't think so.

Lin Qian picked up the cloth and wiped his lips, his eyes looked at the sky, where there were no clouds, very sunny, clean and clean, his face was quiet, amiable, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his lips, lazy and said, young man, don't age your mood like this, this is not suitable for you at the moment, you should look farther, your mood should be broader, since you can't change it, why not think about other things, such as the girl you currently love, she is thinking about you, you are also thinking about her, this is not an extremely righteous mood.

Han Li listened to his words, his thoughts suddenly became cheerful, his eyes were open, thousands of rivers and mountains were so bright and lovely, he couldn't help but say excitedly, the words of the city lord are better than reading a book for ten years, but unfortunately the words of the city lord are not heard by too many people.

Lin Qian took a sip of tea, his eyes were calm, light and relaxed, he pointed to the bamboo forest in the distance, the wind moved Ye Yongdao, someone once said that a place called Dongying, people use flowers to praise heroes, use the wind to convey their hearts, and the wind has no posture at all, but people can be through the wind blowing the flower action, the swaying fragrance of the flower, the wind and flowers, if you can pass from my heart to the king's heart, to feel the posture of the wind, this is both the gesture of the wind transmitted by the flower, and in the growth, everyone's soul has experienced, rampant, humiliation, I have dodged, I have been afraid, I have trembled, I have been pitiful, I have been happy, all kinds of different "passes", this is fate or a different kind of style, I don't understand you, but I have seen the picture you left, the words you have said, at this moment, just one sentence, I have read you, life in the world, illusion is not clear, I don't know who is the gust of wind in the previous life, who is the flower, who is the person who feels the flower, look ahead can only see the wind and clouds.

Han Li looked at the sky with a slanted face, the wind in the bamboo forest was surging, his eyebrows were indifferent, he took a sip of tea, and said softly, City Lord?

Lin Qian held his palms and smiled, slowly got up and said, The widow is sleepy, I want to go to sleep, you young people, if you like to walk around, the house is full of birds and flowers.

Han Li got up and said gently, the city lord walked slowly, the juniors should go back to sleep after drinking tea here, after all, they suffered from the wind and cold, and they had a high fever yesterday, so it is not suitable to blow more wind.

When Lin Qian heard this, he looked back and said, yes, if you suffer from the wind and cold, the young man will drink some ginger soup and sweat, which is more effective than any panacea.

Han Li nodded and said, City Lord, the junior has written it down.

Lin Qian walked away slowly, only Han Li, Liu Mengyao, Liu Mengyao blinked, watching the people in the field walk away one by one, and couldn't help but smile back to Mu Jiao, they are all gone, there are only the two of us left!

Her eyes are beautiful and handsome, described by the words charming and delicate, that is no more appropriate, the slender eyelashes that are curved and upturned blink and blink, cute and intelligent, smart and big eyes turn, looking at Han Li, slender jade hands supporting her small chin, between the sleeves of the water-blue gauze, faintly revealing a pair of lotus arms that bully frost and snow, pursing the bright red and delicate lips, smiling slightly,......

Han Li sat on the futon, his cheeks tilted, his eyes looked at the blue sky above his head, he looked at it for a moment but felt that he was in a good mood, looked down at Liu Mengyao, and saw that her snow-white cheeks reflected the warm sunshine, glowing with a little jade light, blinking her big eyes were wonderful and smart, and her handsome face couldn't help but show a little kind of smile, and poured her a cup of fragrant tea, Miss Liu, you also have a cup of tea.

Liu Mengyao smiled, Su Baiyu picked up the teacup in her hand, took a few sips, her tender red lips were red, Xue Yan was a little dizzy, and said crisply, Han Gongzi, how is your illness?

Han Li said lightly and indifferently, it doesn't matter, it's just that he has suffered from the wind and cold, and he can live a ten-day or eight-day ...... as before!

Liu Mengyao smiled and covered her mouth and said, It's very humorous for you to say this, but Mengyao now sees that you are quite energetic.

Han Li held his forehead and said with a smile, That is natural, but my high fever came suddenly, and I left suddenly. Now I have to go back to my room and make up for sleep.

Liu Mengyao projected a peaceful and quiet light at this time, and said softly, Han Gongzi, do you want Mengyao to send you back?

Han Li waved his hand, stood up lightly, and looked at the distance and said, You are a girl's family, you also have to rest well, I will go back to sleep first.

Liu Mengyao smiled softly, Gongzi cared, Mengyao obeyed her fate, stood up as she spoke, looked at Han Li and walked away, and then smiled and lowered her body to clean up the tea set.

She looked serious, carefully packed the tea set, a beautiful woman figure walked slowly, Liu Mengyao raised her cheeks, stretched her brows and said, Mrs. Ye, hello!

The person who came was Ye Bangshuang, her eyebrows looked cold, her snow-white and beautiful face, she looked expressionless, she gently grabbed Liu Mengyao's palm with her sleeves, and held her palm with five fingers, Liu Mengyao's thin eyebrows frowned, and asked, Madam, what are you going to do?

Ye Wanshuang's eyes flickered, grabbed her hand, and with the other hand, she pulled out a short dagger from her sleeve and swung it towards Liu Mengyao's neck, mercilessly.

In the depths of Liu Mengyao's pupils, a cold light stabbed at her, instinctively twisted her body, and the palm she was holding was pulled out of her palm like a loach, flashed sideways, and she was already stretching out her plain white palm, snatching the white blade with her empty hand, snatching the short dagger in Ye Wanshuang's hand, the dagger flashed, against her chest, the cold light flashed in the depths of her eyes, and said coldly, Mrs. Ye, what do you want.

Ye Wanshuang looked at her, and suddenly said lightly, you know martial arts, what is the purpose of coming to the General's Mansion.

Liu Mengyao's pupils shrank, she withdrew the dagger, threw it away, put her hands behind her back, and said slowly, the maid doesn't know martial arts, but she knows some three-legged cat self-defense skills, and today she called Mrs. ugly, and she was really ashamed.

Ye Wanshuang said, you came to the General's Mansion, there is an ulterior secret, I know.

Liu Mengyao asked rhetorically, the ulterior secret? I'm afraid it's Mrs. Cup, the shadow of the snake, in the General's Mansion, there are many intrigues, but that has nothing to do with the servant, Mrs. almost killed the servant just now, is the proof!

Ye Wanshuang bit her lip, straightened her clothes and said, Miss Liu, I call you Miss Liu because, even if some things are revealed, it is meaningless, but please read it for so many years, for the sake of the General's Mansion to treat you, don't do anything too desperately.

She sat down lightly on the futon, her cheeks were cold, and her back was to Liu Mengyao, as if she had a lot of weakness and uneasiness.

Liu Mengyao picked up the teapot, poured her a cup of tea, and said with a smile, Mrs. is too worried, the maid is just a maid, not so powerful, first drink a cup of tea to reduce the anger, and say slowly, don't be in a hurry to .......

Ye Wanshuang frowned and said, Miss Liu, you also know that my child was poisoned, and now there is only Shang Fei, and there are too many secrets on you, countless, you want to kill a lot of people, please try to kill as few people as possible in the future, okay?

Her eyebrows were flat, her posture was elegant, she poured a cup of tea, her side face was beautiful and quiet, and her voice said lightly, Madam, your fate is tragic, the maid knows, but do you know where the maid came from?

Ye Wanshuang bit her lip, her voice was already a little trembling and said, You, you,......

She smiled indifferently, and said softly, the servant has a deep hatred of blood and comes from the deep hell......

Ye Wanshuang was stunned and couldn't say a word.

Liu Mengyao got up indifferently, took her tea set, and walked away slowly.

Note: "The Legend of the Grace of the Flowers," Shinji Tanimura???? …… Passed on to me by a friend, the author's profile is probably a generation of Noh master Shiami Motoqing in the Muromachi period in Japan, art theory works, Chinese classical music, and chaoshong, maybe the artistic conception can be roughly the same. ，！

I also thank me for my junior high school studies, a female teacher who gave me a lot of support and confidence, especially remember that time, I was the most fond of composition class, although the writing was very bad, but at that time it was still highly praised and affirmed by the female teacher's pen, now I think about it, I feel that I want to laugh at myself, and I am moved by the text support of a teacher for a year, of course, this qiē has nothing to do with me writing this novel, write or not write this article, I am still me, will not change, I want to say that my life road, Always thank a teacher who takes every student seriously, and gives students some irreplaceable positive energy, although I don't know where she is now, but I sincerely wish her life path, and a good person will be happy and safe in his life......