Chapter 12: Embarking on the Journey
Duanmu Lingfeng really appeared in front of Miaomiao's eyes again after a month of leaving. On this day, the weather was suddenly cold, the snow was falling, and the sky and the earth were vast and covered in silver. Fang Yanqing coughed heartbreakingly as usual, Ji Ying read worriedly as usual, and Miao Ji sighed as usual.
Duanmu walked in from outside the door, shouting loudly as he ran: "Senior Fang, I'm back!" ”
The three people in the house heard the voice they hadn't heard for a long time, and they all came out of the house. Miao Tailor and Ji Ying supported Fang Yanqing, stood under the porch and looked, and saw Duanmu Lingfeng leading a jujube red horse, wearing a cyan cotton robe, covered with a white fur collar outside, stepping on navy blue riding boots, holding a black wooden box in his hand, his face was red from the cold, his mouth was spraying hot air, and he was looking at them with a smile.
"Why did you come back? Is the matter in the capital handled properly? Miaomiao and Duanmu had a good impression of each other, but neither of them showed it, Miaomiao's inquiry seemed very close, and immediately realized that something was wrong after blurting it out, and immediately blushed. Fortunately, everyone pretended not to understand and covered up the words. Duanmu, hearing this, couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and his smile became a little thicker.
"The matter of the dart game is over," Duanmu replied, "Although the court said that it was a grievance between the rivers and lakes and did not want to interfere, and it was just a show, but after all, it was much safer." ”
Ji Ying's eyes fell on the wooden box in Duanmu's hand and asked, "What's in the box?" ”
Duanmu held the wooden box in front of Fang Yanqing and said, "I handed over the letter from my predecessor to the shopkeeper of Lanyue Restaurant, and I received his reply on the third day. He asked me to give you this box. ”
Fang Yanqing took the box and looked at it carefully. The style of the box is simple and simple, and the hook is not locked. When opened, there was an envelope and a foot-long piccolo made of mutton fat jade. The piccolo is milky white and has a sky-blue string hanging from the top, which is beautifully carved and natural.
Fang Yanqing checked the envelope with the word "Leshan" on the envelope, the opening was well sealed, and said "hard work" to Duanmu, and went back to his bedroom.
That night, Fang Yanqing's expression looked extremely happy, and he asked Duanmu to accompany him, and he drank several cups of hot wine with all his might, but Miao Zhi and Ji Ying couldn't persuade him.
When the wine was drunk, Fang Yanqing grabbed Ji Ying and said vaguely: "Little baby, good child, you are almost at the end, haha, your wish is about to come true, those beasts, sooner or later there will be retribution!" Haha......"
The three juniors didn't know what he meant, and simply thought that the old man was excited for a while, and they didn't think about it deeply, so they followed him. A few people drank until late.
Unfortunately, the next morning, Fang Yanqing couldn't get out of bed. At first, he just coughed, day and night, and then vomited blood, and he couldn't drink the medicine, which frightened the three young people. Duanmu invited several doctors from the city, but they all said that the medicine stone was reckless and could not do anything. After staying up like this for a month, Fang Yanqing couldn't stand it anymore, and the time he spent awake was pitiful, and he was already dying.
It snowed again in the sky, and the wind blew the earth bitterly, and everything in the world was frozen into one.
After Miao Judge was born, his mother died of fever, and soon his father also died in the service of the plague. Now that her grandfather is like this, she can't do anything, she is anxious and afraid, and she looks a lot haggard.
Ji Ying's sadness is no less than that of the wonderful cut. Fang Yanqing rescued her from danger, and had the great grace of preaching and receiving industry, and regarded him as his only relative. She tasted of loss, too cruel, too painful.
But Fang Yanqing is only a sage after all, not an immortal, and he is destined to do this. Miao Tailor held back her tears, her eyes were red, and she knelt at the head of the bed. Ji Ying also knelt in front of the bed, holding the teacher's hand, as if this could transmit energy. Duanmu stood behind the two of them, his eyes full of powerless apologies.
Fang Yanqing felt very satisfied now, he laughed from the inside out, and the hearty laughter was the same as before.
The three children in front of him, Ji Ying is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, chivalrous on the outside, and Duanmu Lingfeng is just and straightforward, all of which pinned his hopes. He believed that when he was gone, the three of them would be able to live beautifully.
Fang Yanqing struggled to grope under the pillow for a while, and handed Ji Ying an object, Ji Ying looked closely, it was the mutton fat jade flute that Duanmu had brought.
Fang Yanqing's voice was hoarse, but he was frustrated: "Little baby, this is a token of an old friend of mine, when you arrive in Chang'an, he will use this object to help you find out the truth, and help you in times of crisis." But you have to remember that this old friend of mine can't reveal his identity, so as not to drag down the family. Even if you receive his favor one day, don't guess who he really is. ”
Ji Ying took the jade flute, hung it carefully on her chest, and gave Fang Yanqing a big gift with tears: "Master, Ji Ying has been given your life by you, and it is difficult to repay you for your teachings." You can rest assured, Ji Ying will definitely be named on the gold list, and in the future, she will eliminate violence and peace, support justice, and never embarrass you! ”
"Good!" Fang Yanqing smiled, turning from a smile to a laugh, he felt satisfied and relieved. He said: "Old decay is about to die, and there is still nothing to be done." ”
"Master, please speak, the apprentice must do his best to complete it." Ji Ying said with tears in her eyes.
Fang Yanqing held the hand of the wonderful judge, looked at Ji Ying fixedly, and said: "You have not yet reached the crown, but the teacher will give you a word, it will be called An Min, which means peace and mind." ”
Ji Ying kowtowed again and thanked the master for the words.
Fang Yanqing left with peace of mind.
Soon, the New Year arrived.
Three young men buried the old man on a small lonely hill outside the village.
On the day of the funeral, the snowflakes were swept by the wanton cold wind and flew wildly, and the shriveled and hard branches of the trees faced the fierce snowstorm, looking fearless. On the frozen river, the yellowed leaves had been fixed in one place for a long time, and they seemed to be tired of it, so they took advantage of the wind to dance as hard as they could. The cold tombstone was placed in front of the grave bag, engraved with the name that was almost forgotten by the world, but it did not move at all, just like the stubborn soul of the old man.
After the Chinese New Year, the weather is gradually getting warmer, and the day of the test is getting closer.
Originally, Ji Ying didn't want Miaomiao to go to Chang'an with her, for fear that it would not be safe, but Miaomiao was very insistent, what she cared about was Ji Ying's sick and weak body. Duanmu Lingfeng helped a few words, praising the benefits of Miao Cut, Ji Ying thought about it again and again, thinking that it was really inappropriate for Miao Cut's family to stay here alone, and finally agreed to take Miao Miao with him.
On the day of departure, the Lady Chop used a potion to darken Ji Ying's skin, and then used an eyebrow pencil to shape the eyebrows into thick and thick sword eyebrows.
Miao Tailor boiled a bowl of decoction for Ji Ying to make her voice hoarse, although this medicine could not make Ji Ying's voice completely male, but this was the only way to make her voice close to that of a male voice.
They are already familiar with this method, and they relied on this method to get through the trick when they were in the autumn.
After packing their luggage and bidding farewell to the small courtyard where they had lived for more than ten years, the three of them rushed to the road. They didn't know that their respective fates would be tossed and turned in the undercurrent waves of the capital.
As Miao Judge expected, after running for more than ten days, Ji Ying really couldn't hold on, she even coughed and wheezing, and the high fever did not go away for several days, and she vomited so badly that she could only fall asleep in Miao Cut's arms.
The medicinal herbs prepared in advance had been eaten by Ji Ying like a meal, but there was no improvement, and he was very anxious.
Duanmu was also angry when he drove the car, he had never driven such a broken car in his life, it was a pity that he was a good horse.
The gate of Chang'an City can be seen faintly.
Ji Ying propped up her body as light as a feather and glanced towards the city gate, and she couldn't help but have mixed feelings.
Beijing, I'm back! Mother, you know everything, you want to watch your daughter show you the snow and uncover the true face of that person!