Chapter 3: Thanksgiving and Thanksgiving
After Wei Shaoguang said goodbye to his senior brothers, his steps were light, and she was about to return to Qingzhu Hall quickly, but when she passed by Liuyun Garden, she suddenly thought of the jade pendant, and immediately turned around and turned towards Liuyun Garden.
She's going to do something sneaky.
first slipped into the room in charge of Liuyun Garden, found today's check-in information by moonlight, confirmed Jiang Seventeen's room, and then quietly ran to the door of Jiang Seventeen's room.
It's not okay, it's not like a thief would go.
Wei Shaoguang stayed at the door for a short while, but decided not to take the usual path.
She looked around, Jiang Seventeen's room was on the second floor, and there was a particularly tall old banyan tree in the garden, and there was a window next to the old banyan tree.
Alright, let's go through the window.
Wei shook his bare feet and pointed to the ground, fluttered to the tree, and then quickly ran to the tip of a branch, which is the so-called "independent tip, good to pry the window".
Shaking Light cautiously reached out and probed the window.
Yes, no locked windows.
Then he was very skillful in opening the window and jumping through the window.
The interior of the house is simple, and the guest rooms in Liuyun Yuan all look like this, but Wei Shaoguang just thinks that this one is especially different.
She took advantage of the moonlight outside the window and cautiously approached the bed.
On the bed, Jiang Qiqi was sleeping soundly, and the faint moonlight fell on his face through the window paper, making his face look a little harmless, but his facial features were exquisite, his eyebrows and eyes were comfortable, and his temperament was outstanding, which made Shaoguang feel that even if he fell asleep at the moment, it was not simple.
Sighing for a while, she shook the light and got down to business, she carefully searched for the things in the house, hoping to find a little personal information about Jiang Seventeen, so that she had a bottom in her heart.
However, obviously Jiang Qiqi didn't want her Wei Shaoguang to know at all.
Shaoguang didn't find anything useful, and returned to Jiang Seventeen's bed with some anger, looking at his beautiful face.
In fact, Shaoguang has never been very interested in things like appearance, because she knows the horror of beautiful snakes and scorpions.
However, Jiang Qiqi seems to have some exceptions, this person looks particularly harmless, and he is polite and has a gentle temperament, but Qingxiamen already has a particularly gentle senior brother, to be honest, Jiang Qiqi who takes a gentle route really can't particularly attract her Wei Shaoguang's attention.
As for why he thought it was strange, he thought that it should be the alienation that this person was trying to hide.
In just half a day of contact, Shaoguang was aware of all kinds of mystery and disobedience in him.
Shake the light thought for a while, it seems a bit boring not to do something, it's better to ......
He smiled evilly, shook his head and found a brush, dipped it in ink, and gently pulled out a sleeve, of course, it was Jiang Seventeen's sleeve.
Looking at the snow-white sleeves in his hand, he shook his light and smiled very ill-willedly, and made a painting with a pen, plus a modern poem.
After everything was done, he straightened up and left Jiang Seventeen's room with light steps, and by the way, he kindly closed the tense window.
After doing bad things on a whim, she shook the light and left Liuyun Yuan quickly without looking back, and rushed all the way back to Qingzhu Palace, with explosives chasing her behind her.
There is no explosives for chasing people, and there is one for a humble gentleman who pretends to be asleep.
Jiang Seventeen opened his eyes slowly after shaking the light and leaving the room completely.
As soon as the airflow in the room changed, Bi Ruo flashed in from outside the room and reported to Jiang Qiqi in a low voice: "Master, it's Wei Shaoguang." β
Jiang Qiqi hummed unhurriedly, looked down at his sleeve, and painted a special freehand landscape painting on it, which was very distinctive, sketched in simple strokes, and expressed the owner's meaning very clearly, and there was an inscription next to it.
"Snow ink, pine cranes and clouds, difficult to read, looking at the jade quality of the blue heart."
"Heh" Jiang Qiqi chuckled, it seemed that this was very interesting.
"Master, this?"
Bi Ruo felt that the master had been magicalized recently, and he was probed at night, and he could laugh, there was nothing wrong with it.
"Bi Ruo, he's warning me not to have any bad ideas, and he wants me to repay my kindness." Jiang Qiqi's low voice resounded in the silent room, "It's really interesting." β
No, it's not interesting, it's naΓ―ve.
Bi Ruo commented silently in his heart.
"Master, Wei Shaoguang's information has been found out." Bi Ruo took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Jiang Seventeen.
Jiang Seventeen raised his hand to take it, Bi Ruo turned around to light the lamp, the light illuminated the room, and Jiang Seventeen sat up straight from the bed slowly.
"It's fast."
I confessed before I went to bed, and I took it when I woke up, and it was unreal.
"After asking for directions in the afternoon, the subordinates had already notified Gu Ming to check his information." Bi Ruo replied to Jiang Seventeen's doubts respectfully, "However, Wei Shaoguang's information is simple and easy to check. β
"It's pretty simple." Jiang Qiqi shook the paper in his hand, which was only one page, and looked at it slowly with the light.
After a while, Jiang Qiqi handed a page in his hand to Bi Ruo, "Since he is the eldest disciple of Qingwenbi, then the Qing Tan Club will definitely be able to see him again." β
Bi Ruo responded, but he always felt that the master had something to say, and it seemed that someone was going to be retaliated against.
Forget it, it's none of his business.
"Master, there are quite a few people who have come to this meeting." Bi Ruo took out another stack of paper and handed it to Jiang Seventeen.
Jiang Qiqi took it again and looked at it one by one.
"Who's here now?"
"The Yanbai of the Great Calendar, and the lotus mirror on the Chanbang Plateau. Both of them arrived today, just before us. β
"Hmm"
After a while, Jiang Qiqi finished reading the paper in his hand, Bi Ruo took it and lit them all with the fire in the lamp.
The bright and extinguished firelight reflected Jiang Seventeen's face, and he thought about things quietly in the firelight.
"After this Qing meeting, there should be people from Qingxiamen going down the mountain."
Bi Ruo suddenly remembered a proverb that has been circulated for a long time: the world is chaotic, the clear light comes out, the dust is swept away, and the people are strong.
It means that Qingxiamen only comes out when the world is in turmoil, sweeping away traitors, uprooting troubles, pacifying the world, and returning a hundred years of peace and prosperity to the people.
In this way, the world is going to be in chaos.
Bi Ruo thought happily, he looked at the master's somewhat quiet face, and felt uncomfortable, the master is no longer the master he used to be, what does the world have to do with the master, is the monarch unkind, and the courtiers are merciful?
"How is Little Nineteen doing?" The silent Jiang Seventeen suddenly asked, startling Bi Ruo, and hurriedly sorted out his thoughts and answered Jiang Seventeen.
"Master, the Nineteenth Master has been doing well lately."
"Hmm" Jiang Qiqi rubbed his eyebrows and slowly lay down as if sleepy, "Turn off the lights, let's discuss it tomorrow." β
Bi Ruo turned off the lights, closed the window, and quietly left the room.
Inside the house, Jiang Qiqi lay quietly on the bed, frowning and thinking about things.
Suddenly, he sat up, took off the coat he had forgotten to take off, looked at the arbitrary landscape painting, and the small characters on the fly's head, he gently hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he was quite happy.
Wei Shaoguang, who made the big guy quite happy, just slipped into his room with a smoke, patting his little chest, frightened.
Damn, I've been a little skinny lately.
Wei Shaoguang pondered this question deeply.
No, I have to practice diligently recently, and I have to be prepared before the Qing Meeting, and by the way, stay away from that strange Jiang Seventeen.
Shaoguang was still thinking about this, and he didn't notice her master's heavy gaze at all.
Why do you say heavy gaze?
Qing Wenbi seems to have been sitting here for a while, almost blending in with the night.
"Shake the light."
"......" Wei Shaoguang was excited from beginning to end, and hurriedly looked at the sound of the voice, and then saw her master's old man.
The look of vigilance on Sha Guang's face gradually faded, and he changed to a smile, "Master, why are you here?" β
"Shake the light, what did Uncle Duanmu tell you, do you remember?"
"Of course, how could I forget such a thing? Tomorrow, I will order the juniors and disciples to prepare for work. β
Qing Wenbi was silent, and Shaking Light sensed that there seemed to be an unknown danger in the air.
After waiting for a while, Qing Wenbi sighed and spoke in a low voice: "Shake the light, what you mean by Uncle Duanmu and Uncle Duanmu means to let you go down the mountain with Qingyi." β
"Why?" Shaoguang was very surprised, "Even if it's for the so-called 'chaos must come out', it shouldn't be me, isn't Senior Brother Qingyi and Senior Brother Yun Ling better?" β
"Shake the light, don't forget the explanation given to you by the teacher in the Qingyuan Valley during the Qingming Festival." Qing Wenbi's tone had a hint of fierceness, which was rare for him.
Shake the light blinked, suppressing the panic in his heart, "Shake the light and don't dare to forget." β
"Shaoguang, you are the first disciple of my Qingzhu Palace, I have taught you for fourteen years, I want to give you a fifteen-year-old and a ceremony and then think of a way to let you go down the mountain, but now it's too late, you can't miss this opportunity, this opportunity to go down the mountain openly." Qing Wenbi frowned, his tone was no longer strong but with a little pain, shaking the light and blinking vigorously in a patch of light and darkness, as if he wanted to save his tears.
"Shake the light and understand, Master, the disciple will work hard to behave and fight for the place to go down the mountain."
Qingxia Mountain holds a Qing Symposium every ten years, and there will be a lot of content, just like "Huashan on the Sword", this is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself, and the sects and big names in the rivers and lakes will participate, as well as the forces of the imperial court will also participate.
This is also the only opportunity for all forces in the outside world to positively understand the strength of Qingxiamen, as the organizer of Qingxiamen will hold a competition, the content of each competition is different, other forces can send people to participate, and finally a strength list will be discharged, which is the list of the top 100 masters in the rivers and lakes in the next ten years.
Therefore, the Qing Tan Club is very important, and she didn't care about these false names before, but now the situation is very different, she is burdened with the expectations of the master, and she has to deal with these fame and fortune.
Qing Wenbi left the eldest disciple's room with a rather heavy heart, and shook the light silently and really put the diligent practice of martial arts on the agenda, not just the previous joke idea.
Shaoguang didn't light the lamp in the house from beginning to end, so he tidied up himself tiredly in the moonlight and went into the bed to rest.