Hearing Qin still say this, Ma Xiu immediately rushed out, and everyone in the courtyard was naturally relieved and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Liu Xi. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Liu Xi left the courtyard gate, Ma Xiu had already arrived at the mouth of the alley with his feet in the wind, and Liu Xi knew that he was enduring the pain in his heart these days.

Maybe that's because the county lord Shurou is in Jialing City, although they can't see each other, but at least they are around, and someone has passed on the recent situation of the county lord Shurou to Ma Xiu, so that he knows whether the county lord is okay.

Now, the lord of Shurou has left and returned to Xinyang City, thousands of miles away, how can he get a word? And there may be something to do with horse embroidery, if Ma embroidery also thinks about it, I'm afraid I will lose my mind and do something out of the ordinary.

Thinking of this, Liu Xi was shocked, as Qin still said, the county lord of Shurou should have gone out of the city, the soldiers who blocked the streets had been withdrawn, and the people kept coming and going, and there were many discussions in their mouths, all talking about the scene of the county lord going out of Beijing that they had seen before.

Looking up, Ma Xiu's figure had already melted into the crowd, and there was no other way, Liu Xi took out the ingot silver from his arms and threw it to the restaurant guy who was setting up the carriage on the side.

"Little brother, lend me this carriage."

After that, without waiting for the other party to respond, Liu Xi got into the car and drove the horse, until he reached the city gate, and then chased the horse embroidery, "Get in the car, today!" ”

Liu Xi let out a low shout, Ma Xiu came back to his senses, glanced at him gratefully, and jumped into the carriage.

Ten miles outside the city, the long pavilion is still the same, but the weeping willows have withered.

The white man of the Jiashi, lined up outside, in the pavilion, the lord of Shurou County, Li Ming, was decorated with lotus flowers, and the gold-inlaid hosta was obliquely inserted between the crows and green silks, and the delicate face that did not eat fireworks was a distressing color.

"Sister Ming, don't worry, Meng'er will persuade her father to change her mind, and when the time comes, she will give you and Nama a marriage by the Holy Decree."

Li Mengxiao took Li Ming's hand and persuaded her, she also heard about the matter of Ma Xiu, her father's heart is resolute, whether she can see the marriage between the two continue in the future, to be honest, she doesn't know in her heart.

"Sister Ming, my father loves the emperor the most, her persuasion will definitely work, Sister Ming just needs to make a wedding dress at home with peace of mind."

On the side, Li Ze said in a humming voice, Li Mengxiao glanced back, and secretly praised in his heart that this usually ignorant imperial brother is much more sensible today.

"County Lord, it's not too early, isn't it time to leave?"

The square-faced man in black iron bright armor said softly, his armor glowing with a faint cold light, obviously a soldier of the cold water.

Li Ming got up and said with a slight whimper in her voice, "Thank you Meng'er and Brother Ze, I don't know when we will see each other when we leave this time." ”

"Why won't we meet, when Sister Ming gets married, Meng'er will definitely go to the joy of a good life."

"Big Wedding ......"

muttered in a low voice, Li Ming's face was flushed with shyness, and she looked back at Jialing City, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she was reluctant.

"Meng'er, Brother Ze, take care."

As he spoke, his eyes were full of reluctance, and the lord of Shurou County wanted to get up and leave, but at this moment, a bright light roared, and the square-faced guard outside the pavilion drew his sword and shouted, "There are assassins!" ”

"Dangchang!"

In the midst of the flowers, a dagger was stuck straight into the stone bench of the pavilion, and at the end of the dagger, a piece of silk cloth swayed in the wind, and one side of the silk cloth was uneven, apparently torn from the clothes.

The sudden dagger caused the guards waiting outside the pavilion to draw their swords and stand on guard, but the surroundings became quiet again, and even those who went out to search did not find the slightest clue.

The dagger seemed to come out of nowhere, and no one else was seen.

"Sister Huang, there are words on this silk cloth!"

Li Ze, who was very curious, walked out of the soldiers who surrounded him, gritted his teeth and pulled out the dagger, and then shouted in surprise.

Hearing him say this, Li Mengxiao stepped forward to take a look, took the silk cloth, the handwriting on it seemed to be a little familiar, and before he remembered who it was, he heard Li Ming behind him whisper, "It's him......"

In this case, how could Li Mengxiao not understand that this was written by Ma Xiu, and hurriedly handed the silk cloth to Li Ming, and the small characters on it were 'once difficult for the sea to be water, but Wushan is not a cloud'.

Looking at these two sentences, Li Ming muttered several times in a low voice, there was an infatuation between his eyebrows, and it took a long time to put the silk cloth on his chest, his beautiful eyes turned around, and he couldn't see the familiar figure in the four fields, and a trace of loss and pain was born in his heart.

After all, the frame of the westbound carriage slowly disappeared, and under the dust raised, with a low sobbing sound, finally disappeared from the sky.

Five miles away from the long pavilion, on the carriage on the side of the road, Liu Xi sat on the wheel, looking ahead with a worried look in his eyes.

Ma Xiu didn't want him to go forward together, there was no other way but to wait, maybe this was also a farewell for him, and the infatuated Ma Xiu was likely to go to Xinyang with the lord of Shurou this time.

See you again, I don't know what year it should be.

Is it taking advantage of this great opportunity to snatch the lord of Shurou away? The escort soldiers will not have hundreds of people, with the skills of the two of them, the sneak attack can also win, so that Ma Xiu and the county lord Shurou can be together happily and happily incognito.

While thinking about it, he saw a figure staggering on the pipe, which was the horse embroidery that Liu Xi was worried about.

Walking straight over, Ma Xiu got into the carriage, looked up at the west, and his ears were pricked up, as if he wanted to hear the sound of the chariot moving away.

"The county lord is gone?"

"Yes, let's go."

Ma Xiu said in a deep voice, but he still looked at the west, his eyes were tender like water, and he was reluctant to part.

"I thought you'd fight and snatch the county lord."

"I thought about it when I went, but if I want to marry the county lord in the Ming Media Dynasty, I naturally won't let her suffer the slightest grievance with me."

Speaking of this, Ma Xiu turned his head and stared at Liu Xi, his face was more pleading, "Yusheng, everything will be entrusted to you." ”

Liu Xi didn't know why Ma Xiu believed in himself so much and entrusted him with such an important matter, but there was a trace of determination in the depths of his heart, and he must get this thing done.

After seeing Liu Xi nodding, Ma Xiu sighed deeply, leaned his head on the side of the carriage, and said again after a while, "Until now, I understand the true artistic conception of 'once the sea is difficult to water, except that Wushan is not a cloud', the sea is changeable, and the clouds of Wushan are not the same as they were back then, but the love is difficult to eliminate, even if it is reincarnated for thousands of years, it is still there, disturbing a pair of infatuated people." Yusheng is talented, and he can't ...... today."

Hearing this, Liu Xi smiled, but didn't say much, gently tugged on the reins, turned the horse's head and walked towards the city, but Ma Xiu still had his eyes closed, and his body bones shook with the bumpy carriage, as if he had lost his spirit and became a thing on the carriage.

Since then, Ma Xiu has been depressed for a long time, even if Lin Yi and Xiaowu specially accompanied, they no longer saw the old jokes and jokes, and drank bitter wine all day long; He didn't have the personable demeanor he once had, and began to become unkempt, dressed casually, and with a scruffy beard.

These made Liu Xi and others see it in their eyes and be anxious in their hearts, but unfortunately they couldn't do anything about it, so they could only take care of the drunk Ma Xiu every day.

Two months later, the vines and grasses climbing on the wall all turned yellow, and the maple leaves on the 'Qingfeng Ridge' in the west of Jialing City quietly dyed the mountain red.

It turned out that before I knew it, it was the late autumn festival.

The autumn season also kicked off.