Chapter 17: Night Run
"Huh!? Learn to cook with you? Yun Qian was a little stunned, this Liu Qishou really wanted to come out one by one.
"That's right, the old man saw that you were quite clever, and decided to pass on his years of cooking experience to you." Liu Qishou said excitedly.
"I don't learn." Yun Qian saw Liu Qishou's hateful smile and refused mercilessly.
"Why!" Liu Qi's hands were so angry that his stomach was bulging like a bronze bell, "The old man's cooking skills boast of being the best in the world, how many people are eager to learn to cook from the old man." You actually refused the old man! β
"I have a lot of things to do every day, how can I come to the kitchen and learn how to cook with you." Yun Qian was unmoved.
Liu Qishou smiled, turned to Lijiu and said, "Boss, as the head chef of Yanyu Building, why do I have to ask for a few helpers?" β
"Of course." The proprietress nodded approvingly.
"Then ask the proprietress to let Brother Yun Qian help me do things in the kitchen later." Liu Qishou looked at Yun Qian lovingly.
Yun Qian's heart was furious, and he said angrily: "How can you do thatββ! β
"Nephew Yunqian, since the seniors are so optimistic about you, then you will come to the kitchen to work as a helper from tomorrow. On the third floor, I'll just rearrange people. "Lijiu is obviously very happy to see Yun Qian deflated.
Yun Qian thought that not only would there be no rewards from the nobles in the future, but he would also be called and drunk by this big fat man every day, so he panicked in his heart. He was about to think of some reason to refuse, but Li Jiu's pretty face came to him.
Li Jiu's pair of apricot eyes bent into a crescent moon, and said in Yun Qian's ear in a gentle tone: "Yun Qian's eldest nephew, obediently follow Liu Lao to learn how to cook." Otherwise, I will drive you to live in the firewood house. β
Li Jiu and Liu Qishou both looked like they had succeeded in their tricks, and Yun Qian could only nod aggrievedly.
"Boss, little brother Yunqian, then we will decide, and we will start work tomorrow!" Liu Qi's hands blossomed, and he ran away with a word.
"If you can be lazy, you can be lazy." Li Jiu looked helpless, turned his head and looked at Yun Qian amiably and said, "Yun Qian's eldest nephew, go to work." Make the most of these last good moments. β
Yun Qian's face twitched, and he felt heartache inexplicably for what happened to him.
It was night, and Yun Qian was alone in the room to breathe. Somehow, since he was slapped by Liu Qi's hand a few times in the afternoon, his internal breath has been a little unstable. After combing through the meditation technique taught by Mr. Yun Qian several times, he felt that the trickle in the meridians had become as powerful as a stream. Yun Qian let out a long howl, and waved a palm out of thin air, and the doors and windows were shaken.
"Wow~~!" Yun Qian screamed, and there was a sharp pain from the wound on his arm.
"Knock knock" The crisp knock on the door was accompanied by Lijiu's sweet voice: "Little nephew Yunqian, are you sleeping?" β
"Sleep." Yun Qian responded angrily.
"Giggles, then I'm in." The proprietress chuckled and pushed the door in.
Yun Qian was already a little surprised by the boss's rude behavior, and he looked at Li Jiu's smiling cheeks lightly.
"Why do you look bitter and hateful, I'm here to talk to you about business." Leaving Jiu closed the door, Ying Ying sat next to Yun Qian.
"What's the matter?" Yun Qian subconsciously moved to the side.
Li Jiu didn't care, and said with concern: "The injury from the day before yesterday is better?" β
"It's all skin trauma, it doesn't matter," Yun Qian forced his composure.
"Does it really matter? Did I hear a pig-killing scream coming from someone's room? Li Jiu hid Dan's lips and chuckled.
"You listen. Misheard. Yun Qian was still indifferent.
"Well, if you need help changing your dressing, just let me know."
"I can do it myself. If you have anything, just say it. Yun Qian's cheeks flushed slightly.
"Okay, then don't hurt yourself again." Li blinked, and said mysteriously: "I just received a message from Mr. Xu Yiyang. β
"Master? What did he say? Yun Qian asked eagerly.
Li Jiu smiled lightly: "Mr. Xu cares about you, let me take good care of you and, teach, guide, you." β
"Uh... That's it...? β
"That's right, Mr. Xu asked me to teach you light skills." Li Jiu said with some excitement.
"Teach me light exercises?" Yun Qian suddenly felt why everyone around him was so out of his mind.
"Yes, I saw you and your kid fighting the day before yesterday, and your body was really clumsy. If you don't teach you the art of dodging, you'll be killed sooner or later. Li Jiu's expression narrowed and continued, "Besides, Mr. Xu has given us a task. In that year, Emperor Yanlie sent secret guards to Yangzhou as a secret nail to monitor the Duke of Weiguo. Although the dynasty has long since changed, there is still the last hidden nail of Dayan in Jinling City. This person's name is Sun Anpin, and he is now the deputy commander of the Beicheng Forbidden Army. β
Sure enough, it was a hundred-legged insect that died but did not stiffen, and Yun Qian was amazed and somewhat admired the means of Emperor Yan.
"The task that Mr. Xu gave us was to contact this Sun Anpin." Li Jiu continued solemnly, "Then assist him in killing the capital of the Northern City Forbidden Army. If nothing else, Sun Anpin can turn positive, and then the entire Beicheng Forbidden Army can be controlled by us. β
"Kill the capital, just the two of us?"
Looking at Yun Qian's nervous appearance, Li Jiu gently patted his elbow and said softly: "Mr. Xu gave us three months to solve the problem, so you have to learn light skills with me well during this time." β
It's too casual to learn light skills in three months, and to kill people. Yun Qian couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Li Jiu seemed to see his concerns, and encouraged: "Although the time of three months is a bit tight, you seem to have a strong internal force, if you control your skills well, it is not a problem to want to achieve a small success." Of course, having a wise teacher like me is essential~! β
"yes, I see. So when are you going to start teaching me? Yun Qian asked expectantly.
"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, so let's start today." Li Jiu chuckled softly, "Are you sure your injuries are okay?" β
"Uh... It's okay. "Yun Qian has a bad premonition.
"Okay." Li Jiuyu patted the table lightly with his hand, and said angrily, "The first step in learning light skills is to have enough speed and endurance. Now you run along the Qinhuai River to the confluence of the Yangtze River, and be sure to turn back before dawn. β
"What do you say? What kind of light skill is this practice," Yun Qian's eyes widened and he said angrily.
"Then you can't learn anymore? Now I'll teach you. "Lijiu seems to have settled on the clouds.
"Then I'll go now." Yun Qian shook his head helplessly, and just about to take a step, he seemed to remember something, and asked, "By the way, is it mentioned in Mr.'s letter... Masters. β
Li Jiu's face was full of jokes: "It seems that the eldest nephew still cares about His Highness." Rest assured, Your Highness is all right. β
Yun Qian took a sip of tea lightly and said no more.
"Remember to run faster, you're going to be a kitchen helper tomorrow." Lijiu admonished.
The outside of the restaurant in the middle of the night is a little cool, but there is a sweet smell in the air. At this time, most of the people were resting, except for the occasional faint candlelight on a few boats, and a faint melancholy string sound could be heard.
In a blink of an eye, Yun Qian ran to the gate of the city. When Jinling was not in the war, the gates of Jinling were open day and night. As the capital of the country, it is also the first economic and cultural town in the south of the Yangtze River, bringing together one-fifth of the world's wealth. Such an open and free system has also been praised by later historians: although Nanwei is a corner of peace, it can be compared to the rule of Longding in the prosperous era of Dayan in terms of tolerance and openness.
At the gate of the city, some merchants who were in a hurry were still waiting at the gate of the city to enter the city for inspection, but only Yun Qian, an outlier, was going to come out at night. The guard couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "What are you sneaking out of the city to do at night?" Didn't you do something thief? β
Yun Qian hurriedly took a thousand steps and said gently: "This eldest brother, junior brother, I am a running boy in Yanyu Building. I can't sleep at night, I go out for a night run and exercise, and I return before dawn. β
The guard took a closer look at Yun Qian, and saw that he had beautiful eyebrows and elegant manners, and he didn't look like a bad person, so he waved his hand and let Yun Qian go.
Gradually leaving the city, the two sides of Qinhuai were quiet, and the footsteps and wheezing sound of the clouds and shallow laws became particularly abrupt. Occasionally passing by a few bushes, a few sleeping sparrows will be startled.
After Yun Qian ran for about an hour, there were no people on all sides, and it was pitch black, and the road ahead was no longer wide and flat, but became more and more narrow and rugged. On one side of the road is the flowing river, and on the other side is the dense black woods. The faint moonlight pierced through the gaps in the canopy, spilling on the ground and outlining some hideous shadows.
In his consciousness, Yun Qian felt that he should be very tired, but at this time, his feet were wrapped in warm currents and became extremely powerful. Unconsciously, Yun Qian's speed became faster and faster, and he could even feel the night breeze blowing sharply in his ears, whirring, and a little painful.
Suddenly, Yun Qian's eyes flickered, and he seemed to see a few flickering fires in the woods in front of him. Yun Qian thought at first that he was just too tired and dazzled, but the faint flickering firelight was getting brighter and brighter, more and more. Yun Qian even heard the sound of human voices shouting and sword soldiers fighting. His heart tightened, and he slowed down.
Yun Qian bowed slightly, held his toes, and cautiously leaned against the bushes towards the firelight.
In the woods that should have been calm, at this time it was murderous. A dozen men in black surrounded a person, and dozens of corpses were scattered all around. A smell of blood crashed against Yun Qian's senses.
Under the reflection of the firelight, Yun Qian saw the man surrounded in the middle standing with a sword, well-dressed and full of luxury. The black-clothed people around him were all dressed in cloaks and couldn't see their faces clearly, but Yun Qian saw a red flame symbol embroidered on their chests in a blur.
Such a familiar logo. These people are the same as the people who want to kill themselves in Yuzhuguan!
Yun Qian's hand trembled slightly.
At this time, those black-clothed people all rushed up and killed the noble boy again. The boy seemed to have been wounded, and the sword in his hand was a little sluggish and clumsy. Under the flaws, the boy snorted in pain and was stabbed again.
When the boy was in danger, Yun Qian roared and rushed out of the bushes.
Those black-clothed men were startled, and when they turned their heads, several of them had been seriously injured by Yun Qian's punches. Yun Qian's fist was hard and fast. Every punch he threw was firmly on the chest and abdomen of the men in black.
There was a "bang", and another punch hit the chest of a man in black. The black-clothed man spewed blood mist in all his seven orifices in an instant, and he was actually killed by Yun Qian's blow!
Yun Qian also looked at his clenched fist with some surprise, and the power of the punch just now was also a little beyond his imagination. It seems that fighting with these black-clothed people has become easier this time, and it seems that Murong Ju's internal strength has been integrated by himself a lot.
"Be careful!"
When Yun Qian was rejoicing, there was a long knife behind his back that slashed at him with a strong wind. Yun Qian quickly turned around and grabbed it with a backhand, firmly clasped the wrist holding the knife, and twisted it hard. The man in black was in pain and abandoned the knife, but was snatched away by Yun Qian, and a knife cut a deep blood mark on the face of the man in black.
With a bang, the knife in Yun Qian's hand flew up and down, killing two more men in black in a moment.
"Shoot the arrows!" A man in black shouted.
Arrows flew into the sky with a "whoosh", and a mournful screech pierced the silent night sky. With this long roar, the last two surviving black-clothed men also died under Yun Qian's knife.
The tip of Yun Qian's knife was dripping with dark red blood, and his deep eyes looked at the child.