Chapter Seventy-Six: Heaven Doesn't Take It, but Suffers the Blame

The next morning, the overnight snow covered the mountains with a layer of silver.

On the path at the entrance of the village, Song Yufu had a small package hanging on her shoulder, her eyes were red, and she stood with the maid Doudou and said goodbye to the old master standing under the big locust tree.

Without his granddaughter teaching on his behalf, the old master changed into a Confucian shirt, holding a ring ruler in his hand, and his expression was as calm as ever.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving...... Go to Jiangnan for a walk, and come back when the prince returns to Suzhou. ”

"I'm afraid you won't be able to come back, and the woman won't stay, let's go."

"How so......"

Song Yufu tightened the fiery red cloak on her body, her expression was a little restrained, and she owed a blessing.

Ah Huang squatted next to the old master, wagging his tail and his eyes were down, obviously reluctant to protect his master for half a year; The big white goose was arrogant, and quacked twice, although he couldn't understand it, but the meaning was clear - these two scourges finally stopped bothering the young master Qingxiu.

After Xu Buling raised his hand and saluted goodbye, he turned around and left with the two little girls.

"If God doesn't take it, it will be blamed; When it is not welcome, it suffers from it. Hello for yourself. ”

Xu Buling stopped, thought for a while, and chuckled:

"There is no need to get money, and there is no need to avoid difficulties. I have my own sense of proportion. ”

The old master nodded lightly and said no more.

A moment later, the three of them came to the path outside the mountain, and the ox cart stopped at the intersection.

Song Yufu stayed here for half a year, obviously a little reluctant, sat down on the ox cart, hugged her knees and looked at the deep mountain village that was no longer visible, and was speechless for a long time.

The maid Doudou is very happy, she grew up in Chang'an City since she was a child, and her parents are also servants in the rich family's house. And now she is Miss's personal maid, and the handsome and unspeakable son next to her is obviously Miss's lover, so she will marry her in the future. Thinking of this, Doudou still blushes occasionally.

The three of them sat in an ox cart like this, like a young couple who went to the city to work, and slowly drove to Tanzhou City, which was more than ten miles away......

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The river breeze was blowing, and the cold weather made the maids on the boat not want to go out, so they shrank in the room and waited for the ship to set sail again.

On the deck near the shore, Ning Yuhe, dressed in a white dress, stood with a sword in his hand, his eyes were on the crowd of people, searching for the trace of a certain harmful spirit.

Now he is still a Taoist priest, but Ning Yuhe is afraid of desecrating that robe, so he no longer wears Taoist robes. Since he was a child, he has not been afraid of the cold, wearing a relatively light autumn skirt, his chest and buttocks are full of tension, and his almost flawless white face seems to be integrated with the wind and snow, which is more moving than the snow scene full of mountains.

Maybe I didn't notice it, but Ning Yuhe did look better than a few days ago, like a long-drought flower that has been moistened by Ganlin, a little more feminine from the bones, and the dusty temperament inside is slowly melting.

People came and went on the shore, and the evil spirit seemed to be really gone.

Ning Yuhe was a little distracted, and wanted to put all the responsibility for the loss on Zhong Li Jiujiu's head, but after calming down, he was so unconfident.

What she said and did that night may have been impulsive, but it was indeed voluntary, and she remembered it clearly, and she only felt embarrassed and embarrassed until now, and she had no regrets at all.

But how could I do such a thing......

After thinking about it, Ning Yuhe's heart was struggling when a slight footstep sounded behind the deck.

Ning Qingye slowly walked to Ning Yuhe's side, looking at her suspiciously;

"Master?"

"......Ahh

Ning Yuhe was frightened, came back to his senses, and quickly put away the nonsense in his heart, and turned around with a smile:

"Qingye, what's wrong?"

Ning Qingye noticed that the master was a little uneasy in the past few days, and stood in front of him and asked:

"Master is in a bad mood these days, and he threw Ye Jiuniang off the boat yesterday, did that crazy woman provoke you again?"

Ning Yuhe didn't dare to look at his apprentice at all, and tried to make a calm look, and smiled gently:

"Nothing...... I just want to get her away......"

Ning Qingye tilted his head slightly, pondering this sentence carefully, but there was no problem. I wanted to get rid of that crazy woman, and sooner or later.

However, in Ning Qingye's heart, the master has always been very gentle, and the monks will not be angry, and it was a little abrupt to suddenly get angry and raise a sword to catch people, so after thinking about it, he got closer, and asked in a low voice:

"Master, are you having a menstrual period?"

Ning Yuhe blinked, she really wanted to have her own menstruation, so that she wouldn't mess with Xu Buling.

"No...... I just don't like Zhongli Jiujiu, why do you ask this? ”

Ning Qingye chuckled, her beautiful face showed a little strange, and she said in a low voice:

"It's nothing, it's just something that comes to mind...... When I was in Chang'an, I had a menstrual period and was injured again. Xu Bu ordered that guy to come over, just ask directly, and let me drink more hot water...... I thought it was some kind of home remedies, and I drank a lot, but it didn't work......"

"Oh......"

Ning Yuhe was uncomfortable, and his smile was slightly stiff: "Really?" ”

Ning Qingye snorted lightly and looked at the boat full of girls: "Yes, he rolls in the pile of fat powder all day long, thinking that he knows women very well, but in fact, he ......is just like that."

Ning Yuhe thought for a moment and said seriously: "Actually, Ling'er knows women very well, you don't want to be deceived by his appearance...... Look at Xiang'er, she was originally the queen mother, what an arrogant woman, but now she is not obedient......"

"He's just, so I won't be fooled."

Ning Qingye shook his head and turned his head to look at his master: "He even dares to touch the Queen Mother, his courage is not ordinary." Master is the head of Xuanhe Bakui, and he must also guard against some ......"

Ning Qingye has always been straightforward and not crooked, just a simple reminder.

After Ning Yuhe heard this, he was naturally panicked, frowning and showing a little annoyance: "What are you talking about?" I am his master, how can he ...... me"

Ning Qingye tilted his head slightly: "I just think he won't be honest, remind the master, there is no other meaning...... Master, what are you panicking about? ”

“……”

Ning Yuhe's hand under his sleeve was clenched tightly, and he said softly: "This is not a trivial matter, I can't say it...... Let people hear it, and your brother's reputation will be completely ruined. ”

"We talk casually in private, and we don't tell outsiders."

Ning Qingye found that the master was not in a good mood, and he didn't take this matter seriously, so he turned his eyes to look at the shore, and just saw Xu Buling walking over with the two girls, and beckoned from afar.

"I brought two more women back......

Ning Qingye squinted slightly, turned around and walked to the cabin, without the intention of stepping forward to greet him.

Ning Yuhe's heart went up and down, and he was even more panicked when he saw Xu Buling, and he wanted to go back to the room to hide but felt that it was inappropriate, but finally forced a little smile and greeted him with his head bowed......