The first rain of summer is magnificent, and when you wake up in the morning, the yard is sprinkled with fallen flowers, and in the black and yellow mud, which is quite a pity. The smell of dirt refurbished and the smell of flowers wafted into the house.

The person who was working at the desk was concentrating, and he looked at the exterior and then lowered his head to trace, repeating it many times. After a while, the early summer scenery of falling flowers after the rain has an outline.

A firefly stumbled into the window and came to the desk, flying aimlessly in front of his eyes, disrupting his thoughts. He couldn't help frowning, put down his pen, and was about to swing away, when the firefly stopped on his drawing paper. As the light dimmed, the fireflies turned into dots of green light and were imprinted on the back of the man in white under the peach tree in the painting.

It's a "summer" word.

With a frown, he crumpled the unfinished painting and threw it out the window. When the monk who was guarding the door saw this, he picked it up and knocked on the door and entered the house.

"What's wrong with the sect master, a rare early summer scene, why are you so unhappy. The monk asked.

He raised his head arbitrarily and pointed to the crumpled painting. The monk unfolded it, and found the green words. "This is the Yang family's beacon firefly. He wanted us to go to the Xia family's troubles. ”

Feel free to lean back on the back of the chair and put your hands on the armrests. "The Xia family set up a new lord a few days ago, and they were uneasy. ”

Monk: "But the alliance has ended, the Xia family has been wiped out, and the transaction problem of the Huai River has been resolved, and there is no valid reason." ”

He closed his sour eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, "They plan to be alone and let me charge." One is to protect their reputation, and the other is just to test my sincerity. ”

Monk: "What shall we do then?"

Arbitrarily pull out a blank sheet of paper and place it on the paperweight. A wolf hair muddied the inkstone.

"Go, of course. I also want to see what kind of powerful character the new master of the Xia family is. ”

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At this time, the Xia Family Pavilion was holding a regular meeting twice a month. The participants in the meeting were all the surviving veterans of the Xia family after the tragedy.

Five people sat on each side of the long table one zhang long and three feet wide, Xia Qian sat on the main seat, and Xia Lin stood beside him.

The two sides have very different views, so there is a lot of debate. The official hat chair where Xia Qian sat was not only cushioned with soft pillows, but also covered with a thin blanket. The back of his head rested against the cold silk, just to ease his heat. And now it's daylight, it's the time when he sleeps, and the sound of you talking back and forth in his ears is undoubtedly a hypnotic weapon. After a while he fell asleep and slept soundly.

He opened his mouth slightly, and snore faintly as he breathed. He tilted his head, and slugging saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. Xia Lin moved closer imperceptibly, and straightened his elbow again.

Fortunately, the two sides argued endlessly, and they didn't pay attention to him at all, nor did they notice his ugly sleeping appearance. It's just that Jiu Xiaozi's eyes glanced at him, and when he saw his condition, he suddenly stopped talking. And all the people stopped and looked at him.

Yuegu supported her forehead, and the head of the family who strongly recommended her turned out to be so virtuous, which is really embarrassing.

Looking at the expressions of the elders opposite, there was a lot of disdain and dislike compared to the disdain and contempt shown by Xia Qian on the day he ascended the throne.

Xia Lin hurriedly shook his shoulder, urging him to wake up.

Xia Qian frowned and opened his eyes, grabbed his cuffs and wiped his saliva. I found that the argument had stopped. He stood up happily: "It's over, the meeting is over." ”

The ten people looked solemn and stared at him directly, and Xia Gan's outstretched leg slowly retracted, and sat down silently under the angry gaze of everyone.

He opened his mouth to break the deadlock: "Actually, I heard everything you said. ”

The crowd looked at each other with suspicion.

He pointed to a row of Jiuxiaozi and said, "You advocate revenge. Then he pointed to the other side and said, "You advocate keeping to yourselves." ”

Jiu Xiaozi nodded.

Xia Qian couldn't hold back a yawn: "Actually, this issue doesn't need to be discussed at all. We simply don't have the capacity for revenge now. Hitting a stone with an egg is looking for death. ”

Yuegu patted the case and said, "Do you want us to swallow this breath without doing anything?"

Xia Qian raised one foot and stepped on the chair, "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge." And there is not only one enemy. If they are kept warm, we are the first firewood they burn. ”

Yuegu retorted: "The bones of the children of the Xia family who were killed are not cold, and they haven't even come out of the funeral, do you want them to go to the ground with hatred?"

Xia Qian saw that she couldn't make sense, and he was a little impatient. He suddenly said solemnly: "The high-sounding words should be kept after the revitalization of the family." Meeting. ”

He kicked the edge of the table with his left foot, the chair moved back two or three inches, and he stood up from the wide gap and patted his shirt. Turning his head to look, he was dazed: "Eh, I'm on crutches." ”

"Here. Xia Lin handed over his crutches and followed the limping Xia Qian out.

A mocking laugh sounded in the Gathering Pavilion, it was the person in front of Jiuxiaozi. That person was originally Xia Huan's confidant, named Xia Lang, and his style of acting was the same as that of Xia Huan in the past.

Xia Lang said with a smile: "I knew that Xia Qian was so exquisite, I should have voted for it." You have tried your best to support him on the throne, and I don't think he remembered your kindness. ”

A few of the people who sat in the same row with him also laughed heartily and walked away together.

Yuegu slapped her hands angrily and said angrily: "What's the matter with this Xia Qian, why do you favor Xia Lang and them." Xia Lang was greedy for life and afraid of death, and when the alliance attacked the Xia family, he obstructed it many times, so that he missed the best opportunity to resist. Now we still want to steal our lives, how can this be worthy of our dead brothers. ”

Xia Zhen, who was beside Yuegu, immediately echoed: "That's right, if we follow our plan and assassinate those leaders with our strength, although we are not ten percent sure, there will always be six or seven percent." ”

"If it doesn't work, we'll do it ourselves. That Xia Qian is just a hairy boy, why bother to obey him. The other two should do the same.

Jiuxiaozi didn't speak, just frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xia Qian jumped in front of him on crutches, and got down the long ladder of the tall building with tense nerves, causing him to sweat all over. He didn't want to work the road behind, and wanted Xia Lin to carry him. He called his name, but there was no response. He looked back and saw that Xia Lin was dazed, as if he was in a trance.

Xia Qian knew it in his heart, turned around and continued to take a step forward.

"Trust me. ”

The voice was not loud, but it awakened Xia Lin's contemplation. He was stunned and followed.

In the evening, Xia Lin asked for help and left temporarily. Xia Qian was right.

He was idle alone, and he couldn't sleep at night, so he wandered around the Xia family's mansion. In this thousand-acre area, no matter how fast Rao runs, it will take an hour or two to complete a circle. But he has this leisure and elegance, and the bright moon on the summer night also walks with him.

Suddenly turning to the northeast corner, a house is still lit up. It's almost three days now, is there anyone else who can't sleep at night?

He quietly approached on tiptoe, and saw Xia Lin inside through the crack in the window. Xia Lin was sitting on the edge of the bed, and on the bed lay a thin young woman. She had a sallow complexion, a few deep black marks carved on her face, and dull red spots at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. The exposed neck was covered with bruises. She closed her eyes tightly and breathed breathlessly, wondering if she would die in the next second.

From Xia Qian's point of view, he could only see the side of Xia Lin's ear, but the corners of his red eyes had already interpreted all his emotions at the moment.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't help you get revenge. ”

Xia Qian's heart suddenly fell, and he was no longer in a good mood to watch the night scene. He closed the window and quietly left.

Because he entered the door halfway, he only knew that the Xia family had suffered great damage. Heavy casualties are just four words for him, but for the people of the Xia family, it is an unforgettable pain.

It's no wonder that during the day, the cold and quiet Yuegu would be so uncharacteristically aggressive. They may not not be unaware of the truth of hitting a stone with an egg, but every time they think of their dead relatives and injured colleagues, these truths are dispelled with hatred and anger.

"After suffering such a great sin, who can wait for ten years of revenge. He clasped his hands, hugged the back of his head, looked up at the bright moon and couldn't help but sigh.

He still walked through the entire mansion before returning to Linyuan Pavilion at dawn. Xia Lin was also the same as usual, and did not show any clues, except for his slightly swollen eyes. He only said that he had a lot of dreams at night and didn't sleep well.

Yuegu was impatient, and Jiuxiaozi didn't give a clear answer.

Two nights later, Yuegu wore night clothes and brought seven or eight people to the astrology hall with her. Her long hair on the ground was pulled up by the hosta, and her slender and light body was like a thread in the dark night, making it difficult to notice.

"Teacher, we decided. Whether it works out or not, we don't regret it. "Aunt Yue knelt down and bowed," Teacher Xie has taught and cared for many years. With that, he turned and left.

Jiu Xiaozi looked worried, and wanted to open his mouth to stop it. At this time, a small Taoist priest hurriedly broke in, and before he had time to wonder about the identity of this line of black-clothed people, he only said to Jiu Xiaozi: "Master, it's not good." A letter from the Ren family, saying that they will come to the door tomorrow. ”

When Yuegu heard this, her eyes widened, and the Bailing Sword slipped from her trembling hand and slammed it on the ground, waking up the silent night.