Two days later.

The border of Western Chu.

A black, unadorned carriage drove slowly on the stone streets of the city, with wheels long and long.

Mu Yi leaned against the wall of the car, his eyes were like stars, his lips were pursed, he swept past the shops on the street, and finally stopped in front of a magnificent restaurant.

"Still leaving Bei Mingzhen alive on the first-line peak of Sister Qi, and not cutting the grass and eradicating the roots for Dongyue?" Xi Jiangyue personally poured a cup of tea and sent it to Mu Yi.

Mu Yi clenched the white porcelain tea cup in his hand, and twisted his eyebrows, "Whether Mu Yi was born in Dongyue or other countries, Mu Yi will only have one relative in his sister after that, how can he have a dislike with his sister because of Dongyue?" ”

As for the young man's words, his voice suddenly rose, "How my sister plans, she has her own sister's reason, Mu Yi just doesn't understand that Bei Mingzhen is tyrannical, why doesn't my sister let Mu Yi eliminate the harm for the common people in the world and end him with a sword?" ”

When Xi Jiangyue heard this, she put a bowl of pigeon soup for the young man, and asked softly: "You often hunt in Wuling Mountain, among the prey with similar strength, which is easier to be hunted by you?" ”

"Naturally, it's a lone beast!" Mu Yi said, and then he realized, "What does my sister mean?" ”

Xi Jiangyue did not rush to explain, but looked at the soup bowl in front of the young man and smiled silently.

Seeing this, Mu Yi was very conscious, and drank all the soup in the bowl.

"For the three kingdoms of the Central Plains, which have been comfortable for a long time, the Beiqiang tribe, which has annexed many tribes in the northern grasslands, is like a hungry hunter who urgently needs prey." Xi Jiangyue's voice was soft, and she handed a piece of brocade to the young man, and when she saw him wipe the soup off her lips, she continued: "The three kingdoms of Southern Liang, Western Chu, and Dongyue all have land bordering Beiqiang, and Dongyue is not the weakest of the three countries, do you know why Bei Mingzhen alone poured the power of the country into attacking Dongyue?" ”

"Why?" Mu Yi crouched on a few cases and leaned forward.

Looking at the young man in front of her, Xi Jiangyue's eyes were smiling, and her white fingertips tapped the white porcelain bowl next to her hand, making a crisp sound.

"My sister will bully Mu Yi." The young man's words were ashamed, but the expression on his face had already relaxed, and he feasted on the meal in front of him.

After watching the young man who hadn't eaten for the past two days sweep away the food on his plate, Xi Jiangyue nodded with relief.

"Among the three kingdoms of Western Chu, Dongyue, and Southern Liang, the Chu people value righteousness, are chivalrous, the Yue people are greedy for profit, and the Liang people are still courteous, and they are bachelors."

"Chivalrous people love fresh clothes, angry horses, swords, rivers and lakes, businessmen seek profit, and they run around the world, neither of which is confined to one corner; And the old guards will regard the first two as martial arts and self-depreciation. ”

Mu Yi was still puzzled, "What does this have to do with Beiqiang's attack on Dongyue and my sister's failure to kill Bei Mingzhen?" ”

"The East Vietnamese merchants Jia Duo pursued profits, they sold silk, porcelain, tea and other items from the Central Plains to the northern tribes at a high price, and then bought horses, cattle and sheepskin grass from the grassland at a low price, and sold them at a high price when they returned to China, and the price difference should not be underestimated."

"Beiqiang saw the characteristics of the Yue people, and pushed the boat with his hand to buy the East Vietnamese businessmen as eyeliner, in a vain attempt to open the door of the Central Plains and encroach on the Three Kingdoms."

"That's the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold." Xi Jiangyue played with the porcelain cup in her hand, her eyes were slightly cool.

"I see!" Mu Yi's handsome face was full of shame, "It's Mu Yi who is too stupid." ”

"Mu Yi's swordsmanship is far superior to that of his sister." Although Xijiangyue has the ability to never forget, she was hurt by the young man covered with silver foil seven years ago, and her body was no longer able to gather internal strength.

Xi Jiangyue brushed her palm across her chest, and before Mu Yi could persuade her, she had already changed the topic, "Over the years, although the three kingdoms of the Central Plains have not met each other, due to different national policies, private friction is constant. ”

The girl sipped the tea in the cup, her red lips and white porcelain color were attractive, "In any case, the strength of the Three Kingdoms is equal, and it comes from the same line, if there are barbarians to attack, if the monarchs of the Three Kingdoms are not stupid, they will be more important." ”

The young star's eyes widened, full of anticipation, "What does my sister mean that as long as the Beiqiang barbarians continue to fight for a day, the monarchs of the Three Kingdoms will be a little more jealous, and the people of the Central Plains will be able to live a stable life for one more day?" ”

"Yes, it's not right!" Xijiangyue's face was indifferent, the white jade fingertips were soaked in the cup of tea, and the sunset shone obliquely at dusk, making her slender fingers almost transparent, "In the face of national interests, blood is thicker than water, and it is still liquid after all." ”

How can we resist people's greed for a long time?

Xijiangyue's voice fell, and a carriage outside the restaurant came galloping, the wheels ran over the cold hard bluestone, and the rumbling sounded first.

I didn't want the galloping carriage to go outside the restaurant, so it stopped abruptly.

In the elegantly decorated and decent carriage, a man with slender black hair and half a bundle walked out, and I saw him stop in front of a shop dedicated to Sanqing Xianzun, kneel three times and bow nine times, and then personally offer incense and candles.

His back is as cultivated as a jade tree, and his movements are simple and pious, but after half a cup of tea, he drove away again.

The man's inexplicable behavior is breathtaking.

If he had an urgent matter to gallop between the cities, but he could detect the Sanqing clay sculpture on the side of the road, which was only half a person high, and get out of the car to worship, which shows his piety.

Xi Jiangyue looked at the carriage that had gone away, dipped her white fingertips in the cup of tea, and gently sketched the shape of the hairpin on the man's head on the table, "This person is really boring." ”

Faith is in people's hearts, not superficial red tape.

"Guest, here is your refreshment!" The simplely dressed shopkeeper brought pastries and entered the private room on the second floor, but saw that the room was empty, and there was money left on the table.

*

Mu Yi drove to the mountains, and suddenly a strong wind blew, clouds gathered on the horizon, and thunder rolled.

"Sister, I'...... Lose someone. Mu Yi looked at the several roads with idle grass and trees, and felt guilty.

"The material of that carriage is far several times higher than ours, and it is not easy for you to follow for dozens of miles." Xi Jiangyue felt sorry in her heart, but she still said softly and comfortingly: "It's raining, let's go to the front temple for a while, and then go on the road when the rain stops." ”

Mu Yi held a bamboo umbrella to shelter her from the rain, but he was half wet by the rain.

The temple was dilapidated, and the two approached with each other, but they saw a man dressed in a moon-white robe and half a white jade plum hairpin inserted in his black hair, kneeling three times and bowing nine times towards a damaged Buddha statue.

"Sister, it's the person outside the restaurant." Mu Yi was full of joy.

It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

What is different from Fang Cai is that the man outside the restaurant worships the Taoist patriarch Sanqing Xianzun, but at this time, what he worships in front of him is Buddhism.

If you worship only one of them, you can say that you are pious; Worship both, that is, the world.

Xi Jiangyue looked at the hosta in the man's hair, smiled softly, and the pear vortex at the corner of her lips was shallow and intoxicating.

Mu Yi saw her smiling picturesquely, and he was happy but puzzled, "Why is my sister laughing?" ”

"I laugh at the immortal venerables and Bodhi in this world, but they are still not at peace." Xi Jiangyue's voice was soft, and it was just right for the man with his back to them to hear.

The man didn't hear it, but he still worshipped reverently, and only after the salute was finished did he turn around.

I saw that his face was like a warm jade, like a prosperous fairy in the blue stream of Meilin, and his voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and he said: "In the early years, I made a vow that no matter which god can achieve the wish in my heart, in the future, I will worship every time I meet him." ”

"Can you do it by worshipping them?" Xijiang Yue's eyes were clear, looking at the man in front of him with delicate skin and graceful demeanor.

The manly bearing is graceful, and when he sees Xijiangyue's stunning face clearly, his eyes are like churning stars, and he can't be calm for a long time.

He didn't answer the rhetorical question, and said: "The beauty is following the next road, I don't know if it's for wealth or lust?" ”

Xi Jiangyue looked at the man's handsome face, as if she was watching an ignorant child juggling, and her tone was gentle, "The hairpin between the sideburns of the child, can you sell it to me?" ”

"What is the use of my money?" The man thought for a moment before he smiled and said, "However, no matter what is in this world, as long as the beauty wants it, the curtain can be presented to you, but ...... Makusha wants to find an exchange from a beauty. ”

If this remark comes from someone else's mouth, he will definitely be regarded as a prodigal son who talks about it, but the man in front of him has a graceful bearing, but it adds a bit of arrogance to him.

Mu Yi pursed his lips when he heard this, and clenched the short sword in his hand.

"What?" Xi Jiangyue's expression was indifferent, but the slender fingertips under the sleeves had already pulled the wrist needle.

Compared with the woman with a stunning appearance in front of her, Su Musha is more like a girl who has been told to break her heart, shy and timid, and only after a while has a slightly smoky complexion, her eyes are charming, like a young girl in Huaichun meeting her lover, she looked at Xi Jiangyue fixedly, and said: "Please give birth to a son for the curtain cover." ”