Chapter 271: The Appearance of a Young Man

This meeting is destined to be sad.

Zhang Xi remembered that A-Niang, who had not shed tears for a long time, cried almost all afternoon on this afternoon, but the tears never dried, and finally cried so that her eyes were red and swollen and bloodshot.

Not to mention A-Niang, even she and her eldest brother couldn't hold back their tears.

Yazhou is far away from Zhongzhou, and it is a wild place, the language barrier, and the climate and environment are extremely harsh, the exiles on that day, more than half of the dead and wounded on the way, after arriving at the place of exile, in the past few years, because they can't stand the local life, and people have passed away one after another.

Now there are no more than seven or eight Hua people in exile.

"Ah Gou, where is the Dharma Protector arranged to live now?" Hua Lingyi asked her son Zhang Xin, after the dinner, the night has completely darkened, this is a nun temple, even if there are enough rooms in the courtyard, you can't stay overnight.

The Hua family's house in the clothes had already been confiscated by the government.

Zhang Xin was just about to return, but saw Hua Jiulang say: "I'll go to Changqiu Temple to spend the night." ”

"Dharma Protection."

"Kuro."

Hua Lingyi and Zhang Xin's voices rang out in unison, both with disapproval.

Zhang Xin hurried before A-Niang spoke: "The temple is bitter in the end, you need to cultivate well when you come from afar, in addition, if you don't want to live in Hehuifang, you can live in another courtyard in Showa-ri, which is near this temple, and it is convenient for you to see A-Niang later." ”

"Yes, the Dharma Protector is obedient and lives in Showa-ri, and Agou often lives there, and everything is complete, and you can just be your companion." When Hua Lingyi said this, like coaxing a child, she almost reached out to touch the top of Hua Jiulang's head.

"Auntie."

Hua Jiulang shouted, took a step back, bowed his head and saluted Hua Lingyi, before raising his head and saying: "The temple is hard, but it is no more bitter than a wild place, my aunt has lived in the temple for five years, my aunt can live, and my nephew can also live." ”

When Hua Lingyi heard the sentence: The temple is bitter, but the bitterness is no more than the wilderness, her nose is slightly sore, and her tears can't stop flowing out, she shouted Dharma Protector with a choked voice, stepped forward to help her nephew up, and held her nephew's hand tightly, "Wait, I will definitely be able to come back, and all of them can come back." ”

Come back? For five years, they looked north every day.

Even if in the end, he is the only one who leaves, the whole clan is happy.

Hua Jiulang's gaze had always been cold, and at this moment, a trace of complicated expression flashed, but it quickly disappeared.

——*——*——

When I came out of the nunnery, there was a strong wind outside.

The cold wind blew and the snowflakes raged.

There is no moon or stars tonight, and under the hazy snowlight, you can faintly see.

Zhang Xin personally carried a Mingwa lamp and did not let Shen Yu and Hu Yuexiang send it.

"Ah Niang doesn't like to see outsiders anymore, if it weren't for Ah Yan, there would be no servants left in the yard." Out of the nunnery, Zhang Xin explained.

Hua Jiulang didn't speak, just as he was silent when he came.

In addition to telling the situation of the Hua family in Yazhou, most of the time, Hua Jiulang is silent, Zhang Xin is the first time to see Hua Jiulang, although A-Niang said that they met when they were children, but he has no impression.

Hua Jiulang's body has a blandness that does not match his age, as well as heaviness.

It is the blandness after going through thousands of tribulations, looking down on the world, seeing the heart and eyes clearly, and carrying all the hopes when carrying the heaviness, forging ahead, and unyielding.

Yes, just unyielding.

Whether it is those cold eyes or the straight back, they all exude such a character.

"Dharma Protector, do you have a hate?" Zhang Xin asked, but his tone was determined.

This time, Hua Jiulang opened his mouth and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Shouldn't I have it?" ”

Zhang Xin listened, squinted slightly and stared at Fa Hu, there were some words, Ah Niang didn't hear it because of her love for her nephew, but he heard it, "You can have it, but I don't allow you to hurt my Ah Niang." ”

"Huh." With a hoarse voice of ridicule, it was particularly loud in this silent snowy night, "Shichiro, does my aunt still need me to hurt?" "He is not eleven years old, he is not the son of the family who was in the golden hall and Yumari at the beginning, the sudden change of the family, the five years of exile, as the oldest man, he has more responsibilities on his shoulders.

And this is enough for him to grow up, "Shichiro, if my aunt hadn't become a nun, I'm afraid she would have been a pile of bones." ”

"Nonsense." Zhang Xin's heart was shocked and he shouted angrily.

"You see, there are some things that you can see clearly, but you just don't want to accept them." Speaking of this, Hua Jiulang suddenly paused and guessed: "I'm just curious, why did you marry the daughter of the Yang family, is it just to let me return to Beijing?" ”

"Aya promised A-Niang to take you back to Beijing, and A-Niang agreed that I would marry Mrs. Yang."

"So, the marriage was brokered by my uncle?"

"Not exactly." Zhang Xin did not deny it, "Fa Hu, the Yang family is the Yang family, the eldest lady of the Yang family is the eldest lady of the Yang family, she is just a little lady who treats words deeply." ”

Hua Jiulang understood the meaning of the words, and in an instant, his voice became a little cold, "In my opinion, there is no difference?" Don't forget, you have half of the Hua family's blood in your veins. ”

"I haven't forgotten."

Zhang Xin thought for a while, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Hua Jiulang's shoulder, and reminded: "Fa Protector, simple hatred is useless, only to make yourself stronger, this sentence was given to me by Aya at the beginning, and now it is given to you," Even if Hua Jiulang goes to Liangzhou with him, he will stay in Luojing City for a few months.

He didn't want Hua Jiulang to fill his mind with hatred and do something to hurt A-Niang.

He didn't want Hua Jiulang to lose his life because of hatred.

This is Luo Jing.

Suddenly approached, Hua Jiulang's body was a little stiff, and for a moment, he struggled to push Zhang Xin away, but he heard Zhang Xin shout softly, "Don't move." ”

Hua Jiulang really didn't move, staring at Zhang Xin with a vigilant face.

Zhang Xin suddenly let go, "Okay, keep your vigilance," after speaking, his tone became extremely serious, "Fa Protector, I hope you can remember that this is Luo Jing." ”

Hua Jiulang stared at Zhang Xin with a complicated expression, and it took a long time before he lowered his head and said yes.

After that, no one spoke again, and the atmosphere became very dull until they reached the mountain gate of Yaoguang Temple.

The carriage of the Zhang family stopped outside the mountain gate, and Zhang Man and Qiu An waited outside.

As soon as he saw them come out, Zhang Man hurriedly stepped forward and took the lantern in Zhang Xin's hand.

Zhang Xin looked at the light of the snow, the twilight of the night, and the lights of thousands of homes, and suddenly proposed: "Changqiu Temple is not far from Yaoguang Temple, if you are not happy, why don't we have a competition, who runs to Changqiu Temple first, the losing side has to unconditionally agree to one thing to the winning side, how about it?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Man's hand holding the Mingwa lamp suddenly shook, and he almost broke the lamp in his hand unsteadily, sure enough, his family Langjun has not changed, his personality jumps out, he has served by his side for more than ten years, and he can't figure it out.

Hua Jiulang took the bait, "Are you so sure you can win?" ”

"Whether you win or lose, you will know if you don't have a match." Zhang Xin chuckled, he saw the unhappiness in Fa Hu's heart, and wanted him to vent it, and over the years, the weight of life has forced Jiulang to let himself grow up quickly, not like a young man.

"Unless, you can't afford to lose?" Zhang Xin added another dose of fierce medicine.

"You don't have to provoke me."

Zhang Xin crossed his arms and looked at Hua Jiulang, "Or I'll let you go to the big archway in front of you ...... a stone's throw away."

"You don't have to." Hua Jiulang flatly refused, if it was five years ago, he would not dare to agree, but now, running for a while is a very simple thing for him, "As long as you are not afraid of losing your demeanor as a scholar, what would I not dare." ”

"Afraid, demeanor?" Zhang Xin seemed to hear something funny, "Fa Protector, let's run like this tonight, tomorrow night, there will be many people in Luojing City to follow suit, do you believe it or not?" ”

Hua Jiulang was stunned for a moment, and a trace of strangeness slipped through his heart.

The dusty memories of the first eleven years seem to have opened the floodgates and poured out.

Yes, as Jiao Jiulang, he doesn't believe it, Jiao is the surname of punishment.

But as a Hua Jia Jiulang, he believes it.

He also did the same thing when he was young.

Shang Shu Gongzi, the son of a family.

Any behavior, even if it is shocking, is enough for the world to follow and emulate.

"Let's get started." Hua Jiulang figured it out and restrained his emotions and said.

"Aman," Zhang Xin turned his head and shouted at Zhang Man, "You come to give the order." ”

"Yui." Zhang Man turned around, "It's all ready." After a pause, he saw that the two Lang Jun were ready to start, and then shouted: "Start." ”

The two rushed out like arrows off the string.

After watching the two rush out, Zhang Man remembered in hindsight that Hua Jia Jiulang was the first to come back to Luojing, did he know where Changqiu Temple was? Obviously, he was cheated by his own Langjun again.

As soon as Zhang Man turned around, he saw Qiu An coming over, "Don't you want to leave?" As he spoke, he took a team of guards and drove an empty carriage to Changqiu Temple.

It's curfew, but he and Shichiro have passcodes on them.

As soon as Hua Jiulang ran to the front of the big archway, he immediately found that he didn't know the way, and his heart was full of anger, but he heard Zhang Xin's voice coming from behind him, "Go right." ”

A hint immediately wiped out his anger into nothingness.

Hua Jiulang turned quickly and ran towards the long street on the right, also speeding up his steps.

The footsteps behind him also accelerated, not far or close, the distance was just right, which made Hua Jiulang both anxious but also inexplicably relieved.

Young people, how competitive are they in the end.

During this period, Hua Jiulang sped up a few more times, but as soon as he turned around, Zhang Xin was three zhang away behind him, and he had to wonder if Zhang Xin was letting him.

Until the mountain gate of Changqiu Temple, it is in sight.

A gust of wind blew in his ears, in addition to his own wheezing, there was also Zhang Xin's light gasp, and soon, he left him behind, and he wanted to accelerate again, his feet were already weak and weak, and his follow-up was weak.

Only the rest is unwilling.

I wanted to exert my strength again, but when I saw Zhang Xin, he was already holding the stone lion in front of the gate of Changqiu Temple, panting constantly.

Hua Jiulang gritted his teeth, did not stop, and rushed over with the last bit of strength.

The two stood breathlessly in front of the mountain gate, alarming the monks in the temple.

The monk at the door, seeing that it was Zhang Xin, hurriedly greeted him, "Zhang Jialangjun is here." ”

"Don't alarm the mage, prepare two rooms for me." Zhang Xin relieved himself first, stood up straight, and explained to the monk who knew the guest.

The monk hurriedly responded, "The two of you are invited," and made a gesture of invitation, "Come with the poor monk." ”

Zhang Xin nodded, stretched out his hand to help Hua Jiulang enter the mountain gate together, and followed the monk to the wing, to the wingroom where he used to live.

"Do you know where you're losing?"

"Not prepared." Hua Jiulang said in a muffled voice.

Zhang Xin said very unceremoniously: "Yes, it's just that I'm not prepared, you see, the pants I wear are pleats, and the pants are tied up, which is very convenient to run, and you, wearing a straight jacket, the hem is too long, and it is very inconvenient to move." As he spoke, he also stretched out his finger and pointed at the stone blue clothes on Hua Jiulang's body.

Hua Jiulang's face immediately darkened, "Then you still want to compete with me?" ”

"That's because you don't know it." Zhang Xin pointed out without hesitation, "Dharma protection, the art of war is cloudy: knowing yourself and knowing your opponent can survive a hundred battles, you will lose, it is your physical endurance is not as good as mine, that is, I ran to the gate of Changqiu Temple just now, I can immediately turn around and run back to Yaoguang Temple." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm willing to gamble." Hua Jiulang said with round eyes.

With a snap, Zhang Xin raised his hand and patted Hua Jiulang's shoulder, "Don't be big or small, I'm your brother." ”

Hua Jiulang directly turned his head.

"You're still going to make a fuss?" Zhang Xin asked, and said in a well-sounded voice: "I just want to lose the bet, and remember to call Brother when I see me in the future." "Since we met in the morning, until now. Hua Jiulang didn't open his mouth and called him brother.

"Try it now."

"What is there to call for nothing?"

"I like to hear it." Zhang Xin said with a smile.

Hua Jiulang looked very angry, but helpless, he didn't see Zhang Xin's hand on his shoulder, which weighed a thousand pounds, and heard his grandfather say in his early years, this cousin, who doesn't like words, has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and has never lost a fight.

My uncle had a headache about this.

I often sigh that the son is not like the father.

The two of them will have to get along for a long time in the future, so he still has to adapt early, and shouted softly: "Brother." ”

"What's it called, I didn't hear it." Zhang Xin deliberately pinched his ears exaggeratedly, "Shout again." ”

Hua Jiulang was angry, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

Zhang Xin still looked smiling and unmoved.

Suddenly, Hua Jiulang stepped forward suddenly, and shouted in a raised voice at Zhang Xin's ear, "Brother." ”

A loud sound enters the ear, and the eardrum vibrates.

Zhang Xin hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his ears, "Fa Protector, your ears have deafened you." ”

"I hear you."

"I heard it, I heard it." Zhang Xin climbed on Hua Jiulang's shoulder, slightly relieved, and finally had the appearance of a young man, or at first, he felt that he was seeing someone from Aye's generation, not his cousin.

"Fa Protector, the guest room is too cold, there is no ondol, or you go to live there in the clear space,"

Zhang Xin explained: "Jingkong is the apprentice of Master Zhu, who is still young, and there are two warm pavilions in his Zen courtyard, you go to live with him." He checked the information and knew that the climate in Yazhou was hot, and there was no winter all year round, and Jiulang stayed there for five years, and he came to the north rashly, afraid that it would be difficult to adapt to the cold winter in the north.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xin called the monk and guest, "Don't lead the way, I'll go find the little monk in the clear space." ”