Chapter 9: The Festive Turmoil

Fang Yanqing asked Yan'er, "Do you know why I want you to complete this task?" ”

"Yes."

"Oh? Let's hear it. ”

"You want to remind me that my power is too small, and there are many people like Li Xingzhi in the world. However, I am not afraid. If I am not afraid of it, it will be afraid of me. My mother said that she wanted me to keep my heart. Although I don't know what my heart is now, I won't be a person like Li Xingzhi, I want to defeat that kind of person! ”

The immature voice shocked Fang Yanqing. He picked up Yan'er, who was kneeling on the ground, with a serious expression: "Don't forget today's words." ”

"Yes."

"You disciple, the old man accepted it."

To enter the school, you must first have a scientific name. From the day her mother died tragically, she no longer wanted to be surnamed Li, but surnamed Ji. As for the scientific name, Fang Yanqing took out the word "female" in "嫏" and gave the word "baby", whose full name is Ji Ying.

Soon, Fang Yanqing took Miao Ju and Ji Ying to say goodbye to Abbot Huiming and Master Quitting Idiot, and left the monastery, because Fang Yanqing was worried about the precariousness of the year, although he didn't care about his old body, but he was distressed that the manuscripts compiled for many years and the unique books of calligraphy and painting collected were dusty, so he had to take all the things privately and hand them over to a protégé, so that he could take these things back to his hometown for proper placement. Now, Fang Yanqing is going to take the children to a small village called Huaiming Village to look for books.

While they were in a hurry, they were doing some small jobs to earn some money. Often, the children were looking for pen and ink, Fang Yanqing made some calligraphy and paintings to sell, and sometimes he would write letters for others to receive some payment, and at night he would find a temple to spend the night or sleep directly in the carriage, reading and reading. It was like this for more than two months.

At the junction of Hebei and Henan, there is indeed a place called Huaiming Village, but unfortunately Fang Yanqing's protégé died of illness a year ago. In order to fulfill the master's entrustment, this protégé arranged a simple but clean and spacious courtyard here in advance, and asked his friends to take care of him before he died, waiting for news from Fang Yanqing.

When Fang Yanqing heard what happened, he was really sad for a while. Then, the three of them settled here. Fang Yanqing lived in the upper room with half a room of books, and Ji Ying and Miao Tailor lived in the wing room together.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is twelve years. In the past twelve years, Fang Yanqing has devoted himself to teaching the words of the sage in the subset of Ji Yingjing's history, and has spared no effort. Ji Ying lived up to her master's teachings, worked hard, and read a wide range of books. And Fang Miaojie, because she is worried that Ji Ying's health has not been good, she is a doctor in the village Lang Middle School, she is very good-looking, and she is ingenious, often making some knitted embroidery or handmade ornaments, and taking them to the county to sell, just to change some rice noodles to supplement the family. Life is tight but smooth.

Until the Mid-Autumn Festival that year. Due to the queen's new funeral, all entertainment activities were banned across the country, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was also very tasteless.

On that day, the weather suddenly became very cold, and the cold wind blew on the earth, making a mess of the streets and alleys. Fang Yanqing had an asthma problem because he came in, so he ate some dinner indiscriminately and went to bed early. Ji Ying went back to the house to read as usual, and Miao Tailor took an embroidery and sat on the side to work with her.

It was quiet, and the candles shone faintly, but they did not bring a trace of warmth to the hut. Ji Ying and Miao Tailor are very focused. There was only the whirring north wind and the short, muffled coughing sound in the small courtyard.

Suddenly, the small window of the wing room was rudely slammed open, and in the cold night, it could be clearly seen that a man in black threw in from outside the small window! The chamber was filled with the smell of blood and fear.

The person who jumped in rolled on the ground a few times, and the ground was immediately stained with wisps of blood. He gasped, frowned, and looked pale, looking eighteen or nineteen years old. His left hand covered his right arm, and blood gushed from his back from time to time. Fortunately, he was dressed in black, and he couldn't let the wound be so shocking that it scared the two little girls into fainting.

After a long day of cold wind, Ji Ying finally calmed down from the fright, but found that she was holding Miao Tailor tightly, so she slowly let go of her hand. Miao Ju wanted to go over to check the man's injury, but he didn't expect that the man was very vigilant, and pulled out his waist knife with his backhand and put it against Miao Ju's neck. Ji Ying and Miao Cut screamed together, and took several steps back.

"Close the window!" The young man commanded.

Ji Ying hesitated, so she had to obediently close the window, but secretly recited the Buddha in her heart.

The man, with a knife in his hand, struggled to get up, slumped on a chair that could barely stand up, gasped and asked, "Offended." Is there any medicine to stop bleeding? ”

Ji Ying hurriedly shook her head.

"Yes!" To everyone's surprise, the Judge was generous and kind, "Can you show me your wounds?" I can help you stop the bleeding. ”

The man held up his strength and looked at her steadily.

"Please believe me, I am willing to save you." The clever cut is more sincere.

The man's figure relaxed slightly, and his arms were naturally exposed. Tailor quickly took out a small box from under the bed, took out some ointment and bandages to stop bleeding, and carefully cut the clothing attached to the wound with scissors. Ji Ying hurriedly brought a basin of hot water from the kitchen to facilitate Miao Cut's cleaning of the wound.

However, as soon as the rescue work began, the man sat up straight, like a cheetah that would rush out at any time, pricking up his ears to listen intently to the sound outside the door, and Miao Xi and Ji Ying also held their breath, not daring to make the slightest move.

"Dare to ask the girl, is it convenient to hide under this place? If you can survive this time, you will be a cow and a horse to repay the girl! The young man clasped his fists and saluted, and his expression finally eased.

Miao Tailor and Ji Ying glanced at each other, and the two of them thought of a place at the same time - the cellar.

When they first moved over, in order to prevent Li Xingzhi's eyeliner from finding Ji Ying, the three of them dug a one-zhang deep cellar under the wooden bed in the wing room, and then the situation calmed down, and this cellar became Fang Yanqing's wine cellar, specially brewing medicinal wine for Fang Yanqing. With the space of the cellar, it was more than enough for the young man.

The man made it into the cellar without a hitch, and Ji Ying and Miaoji moved the bed back to its place and cleaned up the traces. As soon as she turned her head, Ji Ying was startled - there were a lot of blood stains on the windows and the ground, and they couldn't be cleaned up for a while. What to do?

Ji Ying heard the sound of someone jumping into the yard.

In a hurry, Ji Ying picked up the scissors and poked her left arm. Blood spurted out as the scissors were pulled out. Miao Tailor was taken aback, and was about to pull Ji Ying to bandage her, but she stuffed a pair of scissors.

"What are you doing! You are crazy! Ji Ying suddenly held Miao Tailor's hand holding the scissors, squeezed her eyes, and shouted hysterically, "Are you going to kill me?" ”

Miao Judge is so smart, he immediately understood, immediately held the scissors, pushed Ji Ying to the window, and loudly "reprimanded": "It's all your fault!" What you keep saying about good sisters is a lie in the end! Brother Qing obviously likes me, you just seduce him, now it's okay, his parents came to propose, but the person who asked to marry was you! Ji Ying, I'm going to kill you! As he spoke, he waved his scissors at Ji Ying again.

This reason for the quarrel made Ji Ying almost forget the pain in her body and laugh. Miaomiao, this girl!

Ji Ying's brain turned quickly, she turned over, deliberately pushed open the window, let the blood stain the window frame, and let the people outside see the situation in the house clearly, and loudly "justified": "How can I be blamed for this?" Look at you, what else can you do every day besides sprinkling? Our family is so poor, you still have to buy jewelry and rouge, who can afford to support you like you? ”

"I won't let you raise me, and I can't do it to educate me without you! I tell you, if I don't hack you to death today, I'll hack him to death, I just want to keep you from being together! ”

Immediately, there was another sound of chasing and insulting in the room.

The people outside the house listened to it for a while, and they felt that it was just two shrew sisters competing for jealousy and making jokes, and they didn't bother to listen to it anymore, so they left with hulala.

After a long time, Ji Ying and Miao Ju were sure that they had deceived the person, so they closed the doors and windows and pulled the person up from the cellar. The man looked at the wound on Ji Ying's arm and felt a little guilty. But his guilt didn't last long, because he passed out completely.

The Wizard is busy this night. She bandaged the man's wound first, and then came to see Ji Ying. Ji Ying didn't know the severity of his hand, he shed a lot of blood, and his face turned white, which made Miao Judge very distressed. The two of them gave up the bed for the injured to rest, and lay on the small table all night.

The next morning, the man was absent from the bed, as if he had never been there.

Ji Ying chased after Miao Judge and asked, "Why did you save that person last night?" You don't know if he's a good guy or not. ”

Miao Tailor shook his arm and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason, so he had to answer: "I just want to save it, I can save it, there is no reason." ”

Ji Yingle smirked, yes, she likes the silly chivalrous heart of the wonderful cut.