Chapter 80: The Stranger Who Broke the Temple
In the ruined temple, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere cooled down for a while, Uncle Song just stared at the medicine bottle, and opened it curiously to smell it.
A gust of wind blew, several broken doors creaked and rattled on the door frames, and the green weeds in the yard rose and fell with the wind; The branches of the sweetgum tree outside the hall trembled, and the fiery red leaves rattled. Pi Yang slowly closed his eyes, feeling the wind and grass outside, and listening to the sounds of nature.
But after a while, the autumn wind is far away, and everything is quiet.
"Miss Zixin, she was taken to Qiyun Village by the second lady." Uncle Song suddenly spoke, holding the medicine bottle, and his voice was very soft.
"Hmm." Pi Yang replied softly, still with his eyes closed, remembering what Li Lian'er had said on the boat, he was not surprised at all.
Uncle Song put down the medicine bottle and sighed: "When you are healed and can walk, you can return to Beijing immediately." β
Pi Yang took a deep breath and suddenly grinned, the laughter getting louder and longer, not caring about the sharp pain that affected the wound.
"Xiaoyang, what are you laughing at?" Uncle Song was terrified when he heard it, and his voice trembled a little.
The laughter stopped abruptly, and Pi Yang turned his head to stare at him and said, "Uncle Song, you also think I'm from the imperial court?" β
Song Gang was stunned, shook his head and sighed: "I don't know, I don't want to know, I only know the style of the second lady, you have to leave, for yourself and for my family." β
"Why should I leave?" Pi Yang's eyes were blood-red, and he said in a deep voice: "God opened my eyes, let me meet Uncle Song that night, since I should not die, I will definitely fulfill the promise of the day!" β
Suddenly remembered that he said conclusively that night: If I don't die today, tomorrow will be the death day of all the thieves in Qiyun Village. Song Gang's heart froze, his eyes were staring at Pi Yang, and his hand had quietly reached behind his waist.
Pi Yang took in his look and movements, smiled, and then sighed: "My life was given by Uncle Song, you can take it at any time if you want, Pi Yang has no complaints." β
Song Gang was stunned, struggled for a long time, and took a heavy breath: "You are really a member of the imperial court." β
"No, I'm not!"
Pi Yang moved his head and looked at the roof, the sunlight shining in through the hole had changed direction, and it was noon.
Song Gang doubted: "Since you are not from the imperial court, how can you fulfill your promise that night?" Not to mention that there are 3,000 soldiers in the village, and the second miss alone can keep Qi Yunzhai safe. β
Pi Yang just smiled and didn't answer, he knew that Uncle Song didn't want to report the situation of the cottage and listen to himself, but wanted to make himself retreat.
Song Gang glanced at him and said firmly: "Even if you have a way, I won't let you go, I saved your life, I don't want you to die, and I won't let you take my brother's life - Xiaoyang, you just listen to your uncle...."
"Uncle Song, how did you become a member of Qiyunzhai?" Pi Yang didn't seem to hear his words, stared at the roof without squinting, and suddenly changed the topic.
Song Gang was asked for a moment, and then scratched his head and said, "My father is from Qiyunzhai, and I am." β
Pi Yang is also a flute, what kind of is this? My dad was still a lacquer maker, why wasn't I? He was made to cry and laugh by Uncle Song's words, and asked with a smile: "So, didn't you join Qiyunzhai voluntarily?" β
Song Gang waved his hand: "You can't say that, the son inherits his father's business, it is righteous, and his old man repeatedly told him that the owner of the village is kind to our family, I am a person from Qiyunzhai in my life, and I am a ghost in Qiyunzhai in death." β
Khan, it turned out that he was brainwashed! Pi Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, he rubbed the root of his nose, and sighed: "If you say so, Song Jiang can only be a thief in the future?" β
"What is a thief?" Song Gang was very dissatisfied with the title of thief, and said with a tiger face: "I, Qiyunzhai, have never robbed ordinary people, only robbed official silver, our second lady said, instead of letting these silver make those officials greedy, it is better to take it and help the people." β
It's a fart! A thief is a thief, and shouting a slogan can turn him into a righteous teacher? Pi Yang took a sip in his heart and smiled on his lips:
"Uncle Song, do you think that Qi Yunzhai really distributed the silver to the poor people?"
"Of course, the second lady has never told lies!" Song Gang nodded firmly.
Pi Yang snorted, glanced at him slightly, shook his head and smiled: "If she really divided the silver, where did she get the money to buy weapons?" Don't forget, she's also going to buy firearms, where does all this huge amount of silver come from? What's more, you have to manage the eating, drinking, and Lazar up and down Qi Yunzhai. β
Song Gang frowned and pondered when he heard this, yes, it was said that he robbed the official silver and distributed it to the poor, but just to feed the people inside Qiyunzhai needed a large sum of silver, not to mention that he had to spend a lot of money to buy arms, how could there be any money to distribute to this vast number of people? Could it be that the second lady is really lying to me? He shook his head and wiped the messy thoughts from his mind: No, no, No, the second miss is not that kind of person!
Pi Yang looked at the action and expression, and knew that he had been a little shaken, but it was not easy to destroy a person's faith, Uncle Song was like a victim who had entered a pyramid scheme, only by letting him recognize the essence of Qi Yunzhai could he wake up.
"Uncle Song, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, I just want to ask you for one thing."
"Say it."
Pi Yang Zhengse said: "When Xiao Jiangzi becomes an adult, you can tell him about Qi Yunzhai, but please let him make his own choice." β
Song Gang glanced at him, with some vigilance in his eyes: "Why?" He has to be whatever his father is, and besides..."
Pi Yang shook his hand and interrupted him, sighed and said: "Whether you were involuntary or didn't have a choice, it doesn't matter to him, the important thing is that he has the right to choose, and you don't want him to regret it in the future, right?" β
Song Gang thought for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter if I agree or not, this kid has never heard of me as a father, just for catching snakes, I also beat him hard, didn't he still go up the mountain to catch snakes?" Thinking of Song Jiang's tiger energy, Pi Yang couldn't help but smile.
Next, the two of them deliberately avoided the topic of Qi Yunzhai, and the conversation was not so embarrassing, and after another conversation, Song Gang gave him medicine, and then got up to say goodbye.
Pi Yang looked at the back, and suddenly choked up: "Uncle Song, thank you!" Song Gang was stunned when he heard this, waved his hand behind him, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
It was the bottle of medicine left by Wang Guangyou just now, the wound was cold, and he didn't feel any pain at all, Pi Yang picked up the medicine bottle, opened the lid and smelled it, he didn't know anything about the ancient wound medicine, the only thing that could be determined was that the ointment contained mint in it.
After lying down for a while, the two wounds began to itch, Pi Yang didn't dare to scratch it, and his jaw was about to remove the gauze, only to hear a running sound outside, but after a while, he arrived at the door, and after the man stopped, he didn't even breathe, and began to shout: "I'm tired, I'm tiredβmiss, hurry up, there's a broken temple here." "It's a teenager's voice.
Pi Yang sighed in his heart, it's over, it's not Xiao Jiangzi, he wants to get up and go to the yard to hide, but just as he was about to move, suddenly his whole body began to go numb, and even moving his fingers was a luxury.
In a moment of great anxiety, he heard a low and delicate voice in the distance outside the hall: "Yang Yan, what did you call me just now?" This voice sounded neutral, but Pi Yang could hear that it was deliberately pretended, not to mention that the young man in front of the hall had already leaked his mouth.
"I know, I know, I have to call you young master outside." The teenager was a little impatient.
The young lady's footsteps were getting closer and closer, only to hear her angrily say: "Remember it in the future, and if you shout it wrong, it will be dealt with by military law!" β