Sword Nine (2)

Creekside, grass house.

There used to be a quiet man living next to the quiet flowing water, but now he has a neighbor.

Jiang Ming sat on the side dejectedly, he didn't know what to say, or what to say.

But he always felt that the senior was a little indifferent, and he didn't mention it again since he was buried by Shen Qiong, except for letting him put the shovel behind the door, he still followed his familiar life pattern, and did what he had to do.

Jian Jiu's voice came from inside the door: "Little brother, decoction of medicine." ”

"Little brother, clean up. ”

In just a few hours, Jiang Ming heard these two sentences the most.

Helping Xu Changan decoct medicine, he has no regrets, but whenever he doesn't pay attention to the new little grave, there is always a trace of bitterness in his heart.

said that it was a tomb bag, but it was actually more like a small bulge, Jiang Ming couldn't even afford a wooden sign, so he could only pick a few small white flowers nearby and sprinkle them on it.

Xu Changan was lying on the bed, he was shirtless at this time, as quiet as that girl.

After Jiang Ming helped him wipe it quickly, he immediately went to the door to help him fry some strange medicines.

After decocting the medicine, you have to consciously clean it up.

Life is not easy, and a young marshal is forced into a little maid.

And when Jiang Ming was doing this, Jian Jiu always stood by the stream, with a flute hanging from his waist, looking into the distance in a daze.

A light rain fell suddenly, disturbing a few dragonflies in the brook on top of the lotus leaves that had just stood at the sharp corners. Jiang Ming subconsciously looked at the grave bag and looked at the quiet girl.

Whenever the light rain in Chang'an fell, those girls would always lower their heads, pull up their skirts, and run quickly in small steps, stepping across the bluestone street. Occasionally bumped into the son he liked, his pretty face turned red, and he hurriedly turned his head and ran away as if he didn't see it.

Then, a story begins.

Originally, she should be the same as those girls, and she should also hold the corners of her skirt and step across the bluestone street.

Jiang Ming even thought that if Xu Changan was an ordinary teenager and she was also an ordinary girl, they would definitely bump into each other on a bluestone street.

It's a pity that the raindrops fell and hit Jiang Ming's face, reminding him of this cruel truth.

Jiang Ming glanced out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly saw that there was suddenly an extra wooden board on top of the grave bag.

He looked at the seniors in the room, then at the plank, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

The showers stopped.

Jiang Ming plucked up his courage, and when he followed the master who learned marksmanship, he also learned a good hand of calligraphy by the way.

He stood in front of this person who frightened the four grandmasters, took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and then said, "Senior, can you borrow a pen?"

In his imagination, this was a condition that any elder would meet.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Jian Jiu replied lightly: "No." ”

Jiang Ming suddenly stood in place, unable to figure out why.

Jian Jiu didn't explain more, just turned around and entered a side room.

......

There was also a light rain in Chang'an.

The gentleman in the bamboo building listened to King Jin's story, his brows furrowed at first, then stretched, and finally wrinkled again.

"That's the good news you're talking about?"

The little master asked King Jin.

After all, the two children did not fall into the hands of Yuedi. ”

The little master sighed and said, "What is the appearance of that senior, I can only ask Master about his old man, who can make the rain pour back and the clouds roll, and only a person of Master's level can do it." ”

King Jin smiled bitterly, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Green shirt, carrying a long sword." ”

The little master was stunned for a moment.

This man in a green shirt carrying a long sword, the world doesn't know how much, just these six words, if you go to ask the master, there will definitely be a burst of scolding.

King Jin smiled awkwardly: "It's not easy for such a master to see this." ”

Looking at the little master's eyes, he immediately added: "But the spy came to report that the senior cut off the left arm of the old fat man of the Chu family, and then took Xu Changan and Jiang Ming, according to this, we should be relieved." ”

The little master put down the pen in his hand, looked at the rain outside the window and hit the bamboo leaves, and then looked at the slightly soaked clothes of the King of Jin and the brocade shoes with some mud, and then smiled and said, "Maybe." ”

King Jin and Xiao Fuzi stood side by side, watching the water on the bamboo leaves trickle down, occasionally startling a few birds.

"Haven't you been working on a book lately?"

King Jin asked suddenly.

The little master nodded, Sheng Shi Xiushu, this is what all those in power like to do.

Although it is not yet in its prime, it has also taken shape, and aside from the rebellion in the three places, it can be said that the frontier is stable and the four seas are peaceful.

There is an advantage to cultivating books in this Confucius Temple, they will try to be as fair and just as possible, no matter how long the Holy Emperor is, he will not be able to interfere with them.

"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly ask about this? ”

The little master was a little vigilant, even if King Jin and he were good friends, but if he also wanted to make a fuss about the book, the little master would never agree.

The matter of repairing books must not be influenced by the outside world.

King Jin looked at the little master's anti-thief look, touched his nose, and then said, "It's not me, it's a little girl who crosses the ground, Shen Jiangcheng's granddaughter." ”

The little master suddenly understood, "oh", and then said slowly: "After that old righteous man." Then he looked at King Jin and waited for his next step.

King Jin took a breath, and then told Shen Qiong's matter completely.

After listening to this, the little master sighed and said slowly: "Shen Gong is not alone, one door and two loyalties. Then he looked at King Jin, thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want her to live in books and in everyone's mouths?"

King Jin looked at the little master and nodded slowly.

"She's qualified, but I don't think I'd write it, I'd rather she lie quietly somewhere. ”

King Jin was very puzzled and asked, "How do you say that?"

"Such a good girl, I don't want everyone to follow suit. The girl's family should flutter butterflies and enjoy the flowers. In the season when the rain hits the eaves tiles, I bumped into a certain son-in-law or a certain scholar, and I was determined to live for life, how good. Fighting, killing, family hatred, country hatred, loyalty and filial piety etiquette are too heavy for them. ”

"And, if we were still alive, we would be able to control public opinion, but if we were gone, her deeds would become a tool in the mouths of future rulers. ”

King Jin was silent and glanced at the little master, who avoided his eyes.

Finally, King Jin let out a long sigh and walked out of the bamboo house.

......

It was dawning and rainy.

Jiang Ming had a lot of complaints about Jian Jiu, but he didn't dare to show it.

The little girl named "Little Peach" came to the grass house early in the morning.

She carried a huge basket on her back, and a rare pair of cloth shoes on her feet was covered in mud, but there was a smile on her face.

"Sir, I'm coming!" she saw Jian Jiu, pulled up the corners of her skirt, and jumped over.

Jian Jiu nodded at her, and Xiao Tao'er obediently used the grass at the door to remove the dirt on her shoes, and then walked into the inner room, and after entering the inner room, she sat in front of the desk obediently, picked up a booklet and read it carefully.

After Jian Jiu arranged Xiao Tao'er's task, he walked out and looked at Jiang Ming.

"I'll send you out, don't worry about this kid, I'll look for you in a few days. ”

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked out, and the small raindrops hit his hair, and he didn't care at all.

Suddenly, Jian Jiu turned to look at the young man behind him.

"Do you have something to ask me?"

Jiang Ming nodded.

"Why didn't I ask the girl's name all the time, and I didn't even have a name when I was buried here?"

Jiang Ming raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashing, and looked at Jian Jiu.

"Truly good things, always here. As he spoke, Jian Jiu pointed to his chest. "When you're older, you'll understand. ”

Jiang Ming nodded thoughtfully, Jian Jiu didn't know if he really understood, and he didn't explain further.

He glanced at Jiang Ming's baggage, smiled and said, "You use a gun, use it for me to see." ”

Jiang Ming untied his burden and held a silver spear, the spear was like a silver mang, and the silver light appeared, like a swimming dragon, chic and abnormal.

Jian Jiu glanced at it, nodded and said, "It's quite decent, it turns out to be this vein." ”

As he spoke, the spear suddenly came into his hand.

Jian Jiu held a spear in his hand and swung it slowly.

He used it extremely slowly, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, but it gave people a sense of invulnerability, and the general trend of heaven and earth seemed to be integrated with him, and a spear stabbed him, as if the first ray of sunshine when heaven and earth first opened.

For a long time, Jiang Ming stayed in place, repeating the shot in his mind.

By the time he came to his senses, it was past noon.

Jian Jiu stood by the stream, stood with his hands in his hands, turned around and said lightly, "It seems that there is something to be gained." ”

Although Jian Jiu is not as chic as Jiang Ming, let alone as dazzling, that shot seems ordinary, but it is all-encompassing.

But Jiang Ming always felt that this was the real way he learned marksmanship.

His famous master who used guns all over the world also said that they had lost a lot of marksmanship in this vein.

"I also forgot how many years ago, I saw an old man who couldn't be older anymore, and he used this gun, so I wrote it down, I don't use a gun, how much you can understand is up to you. Jian Jiu said lightly.

Jiang Ming immediately thanked him: "Thank you, sir!"

"Let's go!" Jian Jiu waved his sleeves to help him up, and then rose to the ground, taking Jiang Ming with him, and flew out of the valley.

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