He was just starting to be a little curious about this place—this room was a woman's room, and there weren't many things in the drawers of the dressing table, but they were also delicate and not stained. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info If the woman's boudoir is just one of the rooms in this mansion, the small building where I lived a few days ago, although the room is cramped, and the furniture is not as complete as here, but I vaguely see a brocade quilt in the cage, and if I think about it, it should be a woman's residence. Why do these places seem to have been empty for a long time, and they have all become temporary places for Ling Li? "Ling Gongzi", when he was young, he shouldn't be a merry boy, right?

He had respect for Ling Li, so he never tried to read his face, but he was curious at the moment, but he only regretted it, and secretly wanted to see him next time, and he would take a closer look at how many peach blossoms he had committed in his life. But when I thought about it, I thought that it was nonsense that I cared about these things after all, and my mood fell again. In the past eight or nine days, no matter what thoughts have come to his heart, within three thoughts, he will definitely be connected to his miserable fate, and then the mood that has finally calmed down will be messed up again, and he really can't bear to feel sorry for himself like this. This time there was another wall in his heart, he pushed the drawer hard, turned around and went out the door.

The canal was very busy, with large and small boats loaded with all kinds of goods ready to get up and down the wharf, and along the river there were washermen, vegetable washers, and water-pumping women...... Jun Li has traveled a few distances all the way north, and there are fewer talents. He didn't care, and a fierce man plunged into the water.

The water is actually very cold in autumn. But Ling Li said that if you want to practice, you have to sink to the bottom. Jun Li then swiped down desperately. Even if it's just to clear your mind and calm your emotions.

Immersion in water really works. After only staying for a while, Jun Li felt calm. Maybe it's because it's only like this in the water - if you don't have a clear mind and a clear mind, you might accidentally drown.

But after sinking for a long time, he will still think crankily, remembering the grass ring that saved his life in the water when he was a child. Today, the thorn-woven grass rings are still worn on his wrists. It's been a few days, and the blue has shown a withered color, and I think I won't be able to wear it on my hands in a few days. After all, it's just grass, and it's going to die eventually.

He thought, only to feel depressed, so he floated up, took a few breaths, and then sank down.

Unknowingly, he stayed in Lin'an City for more than a month, and Ling Li only came once in the first four or five days, but he only practiced fighting and dodging with him again. Although Jun Li still has an obvious disadvantage, he has a lot of numbers in his heart, and Ling Li also quite praises his entry. But swordsmanship doesn't seem to be the time to learn yet.

So he had to continue to practice hard every day. Occasionally, I have to go to a crowded place to set up a stall to make a living, so I still hear some news that I didn't want to inquire about.

For example, the owner of Xia Zhuang.

"I heard that the owner of Xia Zhuang has returned to the village. This is what the owner of the calligraphy and painting stall next to him said. Jun Li also just knew that Xiajiazhuang was very close to where he lived, and no one in Lin'an City seemed to know that Xia Zheng, the owner of Xiajiazhuang, and Xia Qi, the eldest young master of the Xia family. also knows that Xia Zheng was suddenly summoned by the emperor half a month ago and released the news that he was going to be killed.

"But now it seems clear that it was a misunderstanding. The calligraphy and painting boss said. "Tell me, the emperor's joy and anger really changed three times a day, and I don't know who he instigated, so he was angry and wanted to drag people to behead them, and the people sent to him also caused a big mess in the Zhuangzi, so that several of us in the neighborhood did not dare to go to the street to do business for several days. When it came time to cut off the head, I went to see it, but I said that I had made a mistake at that time, so I wanted to cut down the unfortunate man who had fallen into slander. Then two days later, the owner of Xia Zhuang came back, followed by a row of people, pushing a truckload of gold and silver property, saying that the emperor was shocked-this is really ...... Should I say it's a good life or something. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Jun Li carefully and said, "Are you accurate in telling fortunes? Let's see if I have such a good fortune and make a fortune?"

Jun Li smiled faintly and said, "Just like this, you won't want to make a fortune in front of you." Frightened and scared, accidentally returning his head, which is the life of ordinary people. ”

"You can see through it. The calligraphy and painting boss smiled, then patted a box hidden under the case, and said, "Well, let me tell you, I have a painting here, which my brother was commissioned by the eldest young master of the Xia family to paint two days ago, and I heard that he promised to give two hundred taels of silver if he could satisfy him—you do the math for me, see if I can get this silver?"

"What is so valuable?" Jun Li smiled curiously. "Let me see the painting, and I'll see if you can get it. ”

"That's not going to work. The boss smiled and shook his hand, and suddenly seemed to see someone in the distance, and hurriedly greeted Jun Lidao, "Look at it, just said, it's inconvenient for Mr. Xia!"

Jun Li followed his gaze, and saw a young man in his twenties walking out of a jade shop not far away, with a slender figure, a fair complexion, a gentle appearance, and extraordinary instruments. He was also finely dressed, carrying a sword, hanging a jade pendant from his waist, and holding his hands behind his back, like a child of a family, and two retinues behind him, one of whom carefully held a box, thinking that he had just bought something good in the store.

The eldest young master of the Xia family, it should be Xia Qi who fled to Qinglong Valley for help that day. Jun Li said in his heart. He didn't seem to be injured anymore, his face was full of spring breeze, and he was really fine.

Xia Qi then folded the calligraphy and painting stall, and looked at it hesitantly, as if he was not sure because he had not seen an acquaintance. The boss had already greeted him and said, "Hello Mr. Xia, you're here to get paintings, right?"

Xia Qifang said happily: "Yes, yes, yes, that painting is ready, right?"

"Alright, alright. The boss hurriedly took out the brocade box from below. Xia Qi said, "Open it and I'll take a look." ”

The calligraphy and painting boss hurriedly opened the lid of the box, carefully took the scroll, handed it to Xia Qi to take aside, and opened the two slowly. Jun Li looked sideways, only to see that the first thing that came out was a skirt with some fluttering meaning, and he thought that the painting should be a woman, so he couldn't help but glance at that Xia Qi. Rolled up again, a woman's right hand hanging down her side appeared, and then gradually a graceful waist, plain clothes and black hair, it seemed to be a girl. The ink color is not heavy, and the painter's skills are indeed exquisite, and although this girl has not seen her face, she has already made people feel that she is a beauty. Up then was the sleeve of her left elbow, and I think she was bending her arm and covering her mouth with her hand. Before I saw my hand, I saw that the wrist was exposed from the wide-cuffed sleeve. Jun Li's heart suddenly jumped when she saw this-there was a bracelet on her wrist - but what kind of bracelet was it, it was clearly a looming grass ring.

It is said that it is looming, but the painter wants to show that the sleeves seem to be hanging down, but in fact, a very small amount of cyan is used on the grass ring, which has become the only vivid color in this painting, so that the grass stems and grass leaves have a delicate sense of reality. The woman in this painting actually wore such a grass ring? Jun Li subconsciously touched his wrist with his hand. The grass ring on his wrist has withered, but he has never been willing to take it off and throw it away. But at this moment, the picture scroll was already fully opened, and when he saw the whole picture of the person in the painting, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

That face full of aura, those eyes that are like life, and that expression of concentration without a trace of falsehood, who is it if it is not a thorn!

"Okay, good, it's really like!" Xia Qi had already praised. What a magic brush, you can draw like this at a glance!" he said, and let the person behind him see it. The boss thanked him for his kindness, so he rolled up the painting again and put it on for him. Xia Qi seemed to be very solemn, took the brocade box and turned it to the guy behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that the Taoist priest on the side was looking at him, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, and glared at him. Jun Li didn't want to be troubled, so he turned his gaze away.

But Xia Qi suddenly seemed to see something again, approached and pulled out the wooden sword behind him, erected it to look at the sword spike, and said, "Hey, Taoist, where did you come from?"

Jun Li was also unhappy in his heart, but thinking that this sword spike was their Xia family's thing, it was not surprising that he had this reaction, and he only said, "Someone sent it." ”

"Someone sent it?" Xia Qi seemed dissatisfied that he was not as respectful as others, so he said, "Who sent it?"

"If you remember well, it should be Lord Lingzun. Jun Li was also dissatisfied with his arrogance, and he didn't want to say anything, but he still said it.

"Oh, how could it be. Xia Qi said. "My father annoys you Taoist monks the most, who are you lying to?"

As he spoke, he tore off the sword tassel and said, "Who knows where you stole it from, I don't have time to teach you a lesson today, so count your luck and don't let me see you in this place again, otherwise—"

Jun Li had already stood up in anger. "Give it back!"

"This is our Xia family's thing, how are you doing?"

As he spoke, the two attendants behind him were already eyeing him.

"What you say is yours is yours, do you know how to write the word 'li'?" Jun Li still argued.

In this fight, there were already some people around, most of them wanted to see if anyone dared to be disrespectful to Young Master Xia on the land of Xiajiazhuang. Xia Qi saw that there were many people, and his face was even more provocative. Jun Li saw that the sword spike was swinging in his hand in bright red, and his heart was angry, and he reached out to grab it, and the people around him all sighed, even Xia Qi didn't expect that someone would dare to do it with him.

It was still the calligraphy and painting boss who shouted loudly first, so he went to stop Jun Li, and said secretly: "Isn't it just a sword spike, what are you fighting with Xia Gongzi!"

Unexpectedly, Jun Li's feet slid slightly, and he easily avoided his waist and hugged him, turned to Xia Qi's side, raised his right hand, and grabbed the sword spike. Xia Qi didn't expect this Taoist priest to be so fast, he didn't have time to draw his sword, and he was busy pinching his wrist with his other hand, but who expected Jun Li to raise his other hand to pinch Xia Qi's wrist, just like trying to force him to let go.

This time the outcome has not yet been decided, but Jun Li's sleeves hung down, and the withered bracelet on his wrist was exposed. Xia Qi was slightly stunned, and his wrist had been held by Jun Li. The two entourages hurriedly attacked Jun Li's waist from left to right, trying to force him to withdraw, Jun Li raised his foot and kicked one away, and his body twisted to the side to avoid the other, but he still firmly grasped Xia Qi, and pinched out the blue and white on his wrist. At this time, I only heard one person in the crowd hum softly: "It's time to fight, fight here." ”

This voice is familiar, Jun Li was stunned. What came out of the crowd was actually the Qinglong Left Pioneer Shan Jiquan who he had seen in front of the White Frost Grave that day, and the sentence "Is it out of breath", I don't know if he was talking about himself or Xia Qi.

But he calmed down for a while, and still withdrew his hand first. Xia Qi hurriedly said to Shan Jiquan: "Senior Shan! It's not because of this Taoist priest that he actually has this-"

"That's his. Shan Jiquan had already interrupted him. "Give him back. ”

Xia Qi seemed to listen to Shan Jiquan very much, although he was reluctant, he could only hate to throw the sword spike at Jun Li, and then said to Shan Jiquan: "Senior Shan recognizes him? How can he have this? What does he have to do with our family?"

Shan Jiquan glanced at Jun Li. "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter who he is with. ”

Jun Li only listened to this last sentence, and knew that Shan Jiquan must have heard about his departure from the Gu family that day, and his heart was sour, thinking that this Shan Xianfeng must also think that I am that kind of ruthless and unrighteous person. Sure enough, Shan Jiquan didn't look at him again, let alone talk to him again, only put Xia Qi on his shoulders and said, "Let's go." ”

The two drifted apart. Xia Qi didn't take Jun Li to heart for a long time, and vaguely listened to him: "Senior Shan, I haven't been happy in the past few days, Tete bought her a gift, do you see if she likes it?"

Then he took out a jade bracelet from the box in his attendant's hand. Shan Jiquan's voice in response was faint, as if to say: "You can ask her yourself, what do you young people do to ask me?"

Xia Qi happily put away the bracelet, but he couldn't hear what he said later.

Jun Li stood there for a while before he lowered his head to pick up the sword spike, only to see that one end had been torn and could no longer be tied to the wooden sword. He sighed and held it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly there was an itch on his wrist, and the already withered yellow grass ring had been broken in the dispute just now, and it actually fell down. He wanted to pick it up, too, but the whole blade of grass was brittle, and it almost shattered into pieces at once, and he couldn't pick it up.

He felt as if something was broken in his heart, and he gathered a pile of powder together in vain. The calligraphy and painting boss didn't know what he was doing, so he didn't dare to talk to him for a while, and said after a while: "If you're lucky, if you really fight him, don't think about it." But ah, I still advise you, don't show your face here these days. ”

Jun Licai turned his head and thanked him for his kind persuasion, and said, "Boss, I want to ask - has the girl in his painting ever been here?"

"I didn't see it, I should have been here, it was my brother at the stall that day. The boss said. "I heard that the girl came with Xia Gongzi, originally Xia Gongzi had the intention to paint her portrait, but the girl didn't seem to be very interested, and she stayed in this stall for a short time, but Xia Gongzi insisted, and asked my friend to paint again based on his impression. ”

She also came to Ann. Jun Li thought with his head down. Maybe she's looking for her dad.

"In my opinion, that girl should be Xia Gongzi's sweetheart. The boss continued. "You see, just this one painting, he is willing to give up so much silver! Just don't offend Xia Gongzi, I think there is still hope for making a fortune. ”

Jun Li only hummed. He was still thinking about the grass ring—the green grass ring on the thorny wrist. Yes, in that painting, it was all ordinary ink, and even her lips were only lightly gray, why did he want to dye the color of this grass ring so finely that he could find it? If he could see the painter, he would really like to ask him why he had sketched it so well, that at a glance, his whole heart suddenly became confused.

It's an unexplained disturbance. The feeling of being vaguely connected to her turned out to be like being swept away by something in his heart, making him restless. He doesn't understand. He really doesn't understand.

He packed his things and hurried home. The restlessness did not retreat with time, but lingered, making it difficult for him to resist. He had no choice but to run out of the house, run to the river, catch his breath, jump into the water, and keep sinking.

Only this cool autumn water can calm him.

Only this water.