In the quiet courtyard, the rustling sound of the pen, Wei Zhuang, who came back from the gathering, sat at the desk in the bedroom, holding the pen and copying something, and the ink walked, concentrating.

"Whew" let out a sigh of relief, took away the paperweight, Wei Zhuang looked at the silk book of thousands of words, and showed a satisfied smile on his face. He put away the silk book and put it in his arms. Leave your desk and open the door.

Walking out of the bedroom, Wei Zhuang Zhan looked at it, and the scene in the courtyard was eye-catching. One wears a white fur coat on his upper body, a pink silk scarf around his neck, a narrow bright yellow skirt, and his hair is combed into a changeable bun, lively and fresh. Especially lined with her beautiful melon seed face, pointed chin and big smart eyes, people can't help but be excited.

What a beautiful little Lori! Temperamental, like a noble princess. Standing next to the beautiful Snow Girl, she is completely stunning. People who are not familiar with it can't tell that she was a little beggar living on the street in rags half a day ago.

Wei Zhuang took a few more glances and quipped: "Yes, I really can't see it, if you dress up a little, the ugly duckling will become a swan, and it will feel a little amazing." ”

"Hmph", the little beggar snorted, turned his head, hid behind the Snow Girl, and obviously ignored Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang didn't care, casually walked to the stone table under the locust tree and sat down, and asked, "Little beggar, what's your name?" ”

The little beggar remained behind the Snow Maiden and did not answer.

Wei Zhuang still said in a flat tone: "What, you want me to call you a little beggar all the time?" If I'm not mistaken, you should be someone surnamed Zhao, right? ”

"You...... How did you...... Know? The little beggar poked out his little head, and his words were staccato with obvious trepidation and unease.

"Don't be afraid, he won't hurt you." Snow Maiden gently touched her little head.

Wei Zhuang replied, "I naturally guessed it. Don't forget, when I first met you, I said that you resemble one of my old friends. His surname is Zhao, and of course I think you are also a person with the surname Zhao. Now you can tell me your own name. ”

The little beggar replied shyly: "My name is Zhao Ling'er." Who are you talking about? ”

With that, her face flushed and she lowered her head. A girl's name is not known to anyone other than her parents, her parents, and her future husband.

Wei Zhuang sighed: "Zhao Ling'er, a good name." I'll call you Ling'er in the future. As for the old man I am talking about, it is the person you Zhao Guo hated the most at present - the former general Zhao Kuo. His appearance is somewhat similar to yours, I don't know what you have to do with it?. ”

When Zhao Ling'er heard the name Zhao Kuo, her body stiffened, and the expression on her face was very tangled, mixed with love and hate. After a long time, her face calmed down, and she slowly spoke: "Really? I do have a relationship with Zhao Kuo, and I am his youngest daughter. But I hated him, and hated him for ruining my family, killing my grandmother, mother, brother and uncle, who loved me, and leaving me begging on the streets. I don't have anything to do with him anymore. ”

Wei Zhuang sighed softly: "Actually, he is also very helpless. He has good military talent and has the opportunity to become a famous general. Unfortunately, he was appointed as the commander of the Battle of Changping, and when the military rations ran out, he met the killing god Bai Qi, and finally the horse leather shrouded and died on the battlefield. Although I only met him in the water, he is indeed worthy of admiration. ”

Zhao Ling'er shook her head, there was still hatred in her eyes, and she said coldly: "No matter how many good things you say about him, I will not forgive him." ”

Wei Zhuang shrugged his shoulders lightly, expressed helplessness, took out two silk books from his arms, picked out one of them and handed it to Zhao Ling'er, and said in a cold tone: "This is the "Heavenly Demon Wuxiang" in the secret "Seven Techniques of the Yin Fu of the Benjing" in the Ghost Valley, your roots are good, take it and cultivate it well." I don't have any waste under my hands, I hope you pay attention. Don't try to run away, I'm not going to show mercy to you because of who you are. The enemies of the quicksand, even if they flee to the ends of the earth, will be pursued to the end. ”

Zhao Ling'er twisted her head and muttered in a low voice: "It's so fierce, it's not that you forced it, who wants to be your subordinate." ”

"What do you say? Say it louder. Wei Zhuang teased. Zhao Ling'er muttered in a low voice, with the martial artist's extraordinary spiritual sense, he naturally heard it clearly. He was just joking with her.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Zhao Ling'er hid behind the Snow Girl again and stopped talking.

The Snow Girl touched her little head very gently, turned her head to look at Wei Zhuang and said, "Okay, stop joking with her." I want to learn swordsmanship from you too, is that okay? ”

Wei Zhuang threw over another volume of silk books in his hand and said, "I have long known that you will do the same, this volume of "Teng Snake True Meaning" contains some spiritual cultivation methods of sound attack and sword dance, I hope it can meet your mind." ”

The Snow Girl carefully took the silk book thrown by Wei Zhuang and said "thank you". only to find that Wei Zhuang looked up at the sky not far away, ignoring himself. She couldn't help but be a little angry at such an impudent act, and turned her gaze in the same direction, wanting to see what was there.

A small blue-and-white bird flew towards the place, flew closer and closer, and finally landed on the branches of the locust tree in the courtyard.

Wei Zhuang conjured a blue-white feather out of nowhere, spun it gently, and breathed a faint sigh of relief: "Is it finally here?" ”

"What?" Snow Maiden asked.

"It's time to get out of here, although not knowing where our destination is. We'll find out soon, though. ”

When Wei Zhuang took out the bird feathers, the blue-white bird flew down the branches, flew into his hand, and gently pecked at his palm. He untied a small strip of cloth on the bird's left foot, and wrote in Korean on the unfolded strip of cloth: On the eighth day of the third month, see you in Hanya. Han fei.

"What a beautiful bird, it seems to be very close to you." Snow Girl asked, as she reached out to stroke the bird's feathers.

Wei Zhuang replied lightly: "My own temperament will only make the bird hide far away, it is just because of the bird feather talisman in my hand that it is close to me." This blue-and-white bird is called a spy wing, and no matter where you are, it can find you precisely with the bird feather charm. ”

The Snow Girl smiled slightly: "Yes, what a magical bird, it can be used to transmit messages." It seems to be specially trained? She saw Wei Zhuang untie a strip of cloth from the bird's left foot.

"There is a kind of person born in this world with supernatural powers, and the white phoenix is one of them, he can control and command a hundred birds."

The Snow Maiden praised: "It's really amazing, so what message is he sending?" ”

"We're getting out of here, pack your things. Today is the 24th of February, and we must go to Hanguguan before the 8th day of the first month of March to meet an old man. ”

After Wei Zhuang finished speaking, the snow girl answered with a "oh", didn't ask more, and pulled Zhao Ling'er into the house to take care of her clothes.

Under the locust tree, Wei Zhuang, who was sitting firmly, looked up at the Qin State in the distance, and silently said in his heart: Han Fei, are you going to envoy to the Qin State?