The sky was getting dark, and lanterns were hung between the corridors and pavilions of King Wu's mansion, and countless forbidden soldiers and black officials quickly walked through them.

In the large garden behind the palace, a fire rose from time to time, and then exploded in the sky and turned into stars, and the woman's words could be faintly heard:

"Wow......"

"Queen Mother, this is fun, you can go around in circles on the ground......"

"Mother's Beware......"

……

In the big garden, several palace maids carried palace lamps and looked at them in horror.

The Queen Mother, dressed in a dark red home dress, held a fire fold in her hand and lit all kinds of fireworks.

The fireworks were collected from Jianyang City by Hongyu's orders to the forbidden army, and the largest one could even explode a colorful flower in mid-air, which was much better than the ones bought by the Night Terror Hall.

But after all, it is interesting to have someone to accompany you, and the palace maid who carries the fireworks here alone, even if it is beautiful, it is a bit monotonous.

The Queen Mother looked at the fireworks flying in the air, and her eyes showed three points of resentment, probably secretly complaining, Xuanji Zhenren went out to be chic, and left her here.

And the queen mother is not the only woman in the palace who finds it boring.

On the observation tower near the garden, Dongfang Liren sat at the back of the Huamei Book Bank in a python robe.

A few old ministers accompanying him, holding the sorted accounts and registers, stood in front of the desk, and were seriously recounting various affairs.

Dongfang is very serious about his work, and he will never be negligent and slack, but no matter how patient he is, he can't stand these old courtiers being verbose.

In particular, the chief official of the household department who came to check King Wu's private property was able to calculate how many catties of soy sauce was left in the kitchen, and reported it to her to show how rigorous he was.

The courtiers are so meticulous that it is impossible for Dongfang to be impatient, and even have to show praise and listen carefully to the courtiers' tweets to report the names of the dishes.

After listening for a long time, there were hurried footsteps outside.

Stomp ......

A black chief arrester, holding a letter in his hand, ran from the corridor to this side, and Yao Yao hurriedly shouted:

"Report! Monarch...... Junshantai ......"

The voice was out of breath, and it sounded like it was rushing back from the outside at full speed.

The courtiers at the desk all stopped speaking when they heard this hurried tone similar to that of Bei Liang's call.

Dongfang Liren also chuckled in his heart, and his face changed slightly-Night Terror Hall only set off for Junshantai yesterday morning, and it should have just arrived today, and the people below suddenly reported the news in such a hurry, then something must have happened.

Dongfang Liren quickly got up, jumped out of the window, landed under the observation tower, and asked in a deep voice:

"What's wrong with Junshantai?"

Hei Ya always came to the east and approached the people, bowed and saluted, panting like a cow:

"Knife ...... Blade Kui...... Substitutions! Lord Ye became famous in a battle in Junshantai this morning, and beat Junshanhou to vomit blood three liters......"

"Huh?!"

Dongfang was stunned for a moment, and then his face was incredulous:

"He knocked Xuanyuan down?"

The black guy always has a look of honor and honor:

"The head catcher who explored the movements of Junshantai in the past saw it with his own eyes, and the news is absolutely true. It is said that the battle situation is quite brutal, Lord Ye first broke the dragon slaying order with the eight-step mad knife, and then broke the eight-step mad knife with the dragon slaying order with his backhand, and directly beat Junshan Hou to himself, pulling his voice to beg for a happy ......"

"Xuanyuan Dynasty is dead?"

"No, it is said that Lord Night came to say, 'Kill you, dirty my knife', and then he embraced a stunning beauty and walked away on the waves, with a demeanor comparable to that of a fairy......"

“……”

Dongfang Liren listened to the scene of the black government chief arresting excitedly describing the scene of Junshantai, and while he was happy, he also felt regret in his heart.

After all, a martial artist is the champion of the literati, and it is only once in a lifetime, and it is a pity that she missed this kind of grand occasion in the rivers and lakes......

Really, why didn't you go with Shizun yesterday......

When Dongfang was about to regret it, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and frowned and asked:

"What is riding the waves with a beautiful woman? Who is he holding? ”

"Uh......"

Hei Ya knew that King Jing and Lord Ye couldn't explain the unclear relationship, and his expression stiffened when he heard the excitement, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and quickly explained:

"It may be that the people in the rivers and lakes spread it blindly and mistook the emperor for the night master. The night lord fought the sword leader in blood, and it is estimated that the injury was not light, and it is reasonable for the emperor to step down......"

Dongfang suddenly realized, and his expression became anxious:

"How's Night Terror's injury?"

"I don't know, defeating the Xuanyuan Dynasty head-on, to say the least, is a serious injury, I just hope it doesn't hurt the roots, otherwise it ......"

Dongfang Liren was naturally anxious when he heard this, and immediately wanted to go out, took a few steps and turned back, and commanded in a deep voice:

"King Wu has been arrested, so let the forbidden army immediately pack up their things and prepare to pull out of the camp. After the king finished handling the trivial matters, he immediately escorted King Wu back to Beijing. ”

"No!"

……

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Following.

The wind stopped raining, the warm morning light sprinkled from the sky, and Yunmengze ushered in the autumn light full of the lake.

The lake is as flat as a mirror, and a man and a bird are reflected in the bow of the boat under the water.

At this time, a small table was placed on the bow of the boat, with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and vermilion wine gourd placed on the side, sitting sideways behind the small case, and the pen outlined the crowds of people on Junshan Terrace, with the lake and autumn, quite a bit of the atmosphere of a master outside the world.

In addition, there is a long pole inserted next to the small case, with a thin rope hanging from the top, hanging into the water to catch fish.

The bird squatted beside him, looking at the lake, he didn't dare to squeak for fear of scaring away the fish, but after waiting for a long time and seeing no movement, he still couldn't hold back and spread his wings:

"Tsk?"

It means, 'You have no conscience, can you do it?' ’。

Xuanji has been with real people for many days, and gradually can understand the meaning of birds, and responds slowly and logically:

"Fishing pays attention to 'those who wish to take the bait', if they don't come, they can't come, and if they come, they will come if they don't ask for it......"

"Huh?"

The bird is full of question marks, and the meaning is estimated to be - the wisher must also have a hook when he takes the bait, how can you just hang a rope to catch breakfast?

Seeing that Xuanji was really useless, Niao Niao was a little unhappy, so he simply did it himself, and jumped into the lake with a fierce man.

Wow~~

……

The windows in the cabin were open, and several weapons were leaning against the wall.

Night Terror changed into a clean black robe, lying flat on the mat with a package as a pillow, after medication and a night of recuperation, his complexion has returned to normal, but he has been injured for a hundred days, and it is not so easy to think about it, and he will definitely not be able to do it again before returning to Beijing.

There was no dream all night, and I didn't know how long it had been, and when I felt that the light was a little dazzling, I opened my eyes to check, only to find that there was already a round of sunrise outside the window.

"Uh......"

Night Terror frowned, propped up his body, only felt that his whole body was floating, not uncomfortable but a little weak, and after sitting for a while, his hands and feet regained their strength.

He looked back and forth, heard movement outside, got up and pushed open the hatch, and when he looked up, he saw that the bird had made himself into a chicken in soup, fluttering on the surface of the lake.

Night Terror Hall shook his head secretly, came to the back of Xuanji's real person, and looked down at the painting case.

Although Xuanji Zhenren looks unreliable, he is actually both civil and military, which can be seen from the two apprentices he taught.

The painting style of Xuanji real people is similar to that of Oriental Liren, but because of the deeper experience, it looks more natural, the lines are simple and the ink is lighter, but the atmosphere and demeanor are outlined.

The content of the painting is the scene of three people standing on a thousand-zhang stone platform after he won the battle.

Night Terror Hall thought that the crowd of people as the background board was just a random outline, but when I looked closer, I was surprised to find that although the crowd was blurred, I could feel everyone's movements and emotions through the blurred lines.

He could even recall the young heroes or chivalrous women he saw yesterday through these blurry strokes.

The Night Terror Hall leaned closer and exclaimed:

"It's a really good drawing."

Xuanji Zhenren didn't look back, and casually lifted the other covered paper next to him, and the picture on the paper came into view - in the cabin, a stunning woman dressed in white like snow, holding a sword to protect the man behind her, her expression was engrossed as if she was facing a great enemy, looking at the door.

And behind the stunning woman, the man who is protected, his clothes are not covered, and he is close to the back of the girl, and the part covered with rags is against the full and straight buttocks of others......

？！

Night Terror looked stunned, and spread his hands incredibly:

"What are you doing with this thing?"

"Keep it as evidence. If you go back on your word, I'll leave this to the ......."

"You drew it yourself, can it be used as evidence? If you draw a Fengguan city wearing a dragon robe, can you say that people are anti-minded? ”

"I painted it realistically. When the time comes, you can't have a clear conscience, why can't you be used as evidence? ”

Night Terror opened his mouth, and felt that this was really reasonable, so he nodded and said:

"That's fine. As long as you don't feel awkward. Anyway, why don't you take the initiative to jump into my arms and rub against me? ”

Xuanji Zhenren said confidently: "What do I do when I draw it?" Threaten me with evidence for you? ”

“……？”

The Night Terror Hall had nothing to say, so he simply didn't talk nonsense, sat down next to him, took out the dry food, and watched Xuanji draw pictures while eating.

Xuanji Zhenren saw the big villain yesterday, and then looked at the night terrors, the impression that he was once upright and not close to women can be said to be gone, and he didn't want to deal with it much, and he didn't say a word when he was bored and painted.

After a moment of silence, instead of waiting for the bird to catch breakfast in the lake, there was a little wave at the end of the smooth surface of the lake, and a small boat floated over.

Seeing this, Xuanji Zhenren put on his hat, and the Night Terror Hall put down the water bladder and stood up with the dragon knife:

"Qiu Daxia."

On the lake, Qiu Tianhe propped up the canopy boat, floated across the lake for several miles, and soon came to the vicinity:

"The ordinary Jianghu entertainment has already helped your kid run away, and it's not a big deal. I still have to go to Huangquan Town, so I'll take my leave. ”

When the Night Terror heard this, he flew up and landed on the black canopy boat:

"The boat I rented from Huangquan Town also has to go over, just along the way."

When Qiu Tianhe saw Mu Qingdao, he knew that Night Terror Hall had been to the old wine shop, and said:

"The shopkeeper of the wine shop is Xuanyuan Tiangang, Xuanyuan Tiangang and your father-in-law are close friends, now that the grievances have been cleared, if you come to the door again, he will treat you as a nephew, but you will inevitably be embarrassed. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the old friendship can be remembered in your heart, and you don't have to deliberately come to the door to say those scenes. ”

"Really......"

Night Terror Hall was a little surprised, but thought about it and nodded:

"That Qiu Daxia took me to say hello. And the Muqing knife......"

"The Muqing knife is Old Man Sun's weapon, where I used to drink with your father-in-law, I have always been greedy, and Old Man Sun also said that we are not worthy. Since Xuanyuan Tiangang has given it to you, you can take it, even if you don't need it, you can help pick a successor......"

When Qiu Tianhe said this, he glanced at the woman sitting in the distance, leaned closer and whispered:

"Yunli definitely likes it."

Night Terror Hall understood what Qiu Tianhe meant, nodded, and without saying much, he turned to say:

"Where is Qiu Daxia going next?"

Qiu Tianhe thought for a while: "I promised the imperial court not to go to Nanxiao Mountain, and the sword leader was not grabbed, but there is nowhere to go, so I am going to live in Huangquan Town for a while, and then go outside when I am idle that day." ”

Night Terror Hall said with a smile: "A hundred years of life, Qiu Daxia is in the prime of life, and it is really early to retire now." It's also a good thing to rest for a short time, maybe I had an epiphany that day, and I figured out a set of peerless knife techniques, and once I was famous, I shocked the world. ”

Qiu Tianhe smiled, accepted this good blessing, and after chatting a few words, he didn't say too much politely, and arched his hand:

"Boat over a thousand mountains to see the sea, people travel thousands of miles to meet the heart. Your kid still has a long road, I hope it will be smooth sailing in the future, and goodbye time is also now. ”

Night Terror Hall bows:

"Goodbye."

……

Moments later, the painting moved to the awning boat.

Qiu Tianhe pulled up the sails and sailed to Huangquan Town by boat, helping to return the boat, and sending the two horses back to the post station along the way.

Night Terror Hall stood at the head of the boat, watching the lonely sail go away, and there was not much parting emotion in his heart, after all, the rivers and lakes are like this, they are always on the road, as long as they don't stop, there will always be a day to meet.

Xuanji Zhenren stood in front of him, and after the ship disappeared from view, he asked:

"Now go home?"

"Let's go. Your Highness must be very happy, go back to report good news, and by the way, report peace. ”

Xuanji Zhenren also meant this, picked up the oars from the canopy boat, and threw them to the Night Terrors:

"You changed the boat, hundreds of miles of waterway, you row back by yourself, I won't be a boat lady for you."

"Uh......"

Night Terror blinked, and suddenly realized that something was wrong - the awning boat had no sails, and such a long waterway would not tire people to death by relying on human power?

"Didn't you say it earlier? Earlier, we would go together and get off the boat near Huangquan Town......"

"When a man speaks, does a woman interject?"

？

Night Terror felt that Xuanji Zhenren knew how to be a wife, and shook his head and sighed:

"Alas...... Isn't it just rowing, and it's time to resume training......"

……

In the midst of casual conversation, the small canopy boat sailed away from the lake, leaving a tiny white trail on the mirror-like water.

The beautiful woman in white paints with a pen in the bow of the boat, and the boy in black swings his oars in the stern.

Seeing this, the fluffy bird flew to the canopy and spread its wings, probably wanting to replace the sails and help the dignified.

But......

"It's a headwind, you put away your wings!"

"Huh?"

The bird turned on the spot, with his back to the wind, and the meaning was that it was now a tailwind......

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