After Zhu Xiangru paid tribute to his grandfather Wu Wenru, he remembered that his parents were sentenced to death in the capital, and he didn't even know where to bury his corpses, and his tears couldn't help but flow down again. After being sad for a long time, he thought about finding someone to inquire whether the remains of his parents were brought back to Kunming for burial, and where the cemetery was.

In order to avoid attracting attention, he placed his burden and long sword on the back of the black horse and left it to graze on the edge of the Dianchi Lake. He came all the way to the entrance of the village, but saw that there were occasional people passing by on the rural road, some drove cattle and graze, and some hoeed and made, then he saw two young people, a man and a woman, walking side by side on the road ahead, smiling and looking close, and at a glance he knew that it was a couple in love.

I saw that the young man was dark-skinned, sturdy, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, and the woman was slender, with slightly dark skin, and a bamboo basket on her back. Zhu Xiangru recognized at a glance that this pair of young men and women were childhood playmates, the man was called Ah Hei because of his dark skin, and the woman was called Xiaocui, although it had been more than ten years, but the eyebrows still retained the previous innocence and simplicity, at this time the two had grown into young people, and fell in love with each other.

Zhu Xiangru wanted to call out, but when he thought that he had been missing for more than ten years, the villagers had long thought that he was dead. When I come out to recognize each other at this time, one will frighten them, and the other is that time has passed, and I have a special status, and I have a national hatred and family hatred, and I know them, and I can't tell when it will bring them unjustified disasters, so why should I disturb their peaceful life and make them more troubled?

Thinking of this, he only smiled and stood sideways on the side of the road, silently watching Ah Hei and Xiao Cui happily walk in front of him. Zhu Xiangru has been missing for more than ten years, his face and body have changed greatly, and the people in the village have decided that he has long been dead, of course Ah Hei and Xiao Cui can't recognize him, but they wonder why this handsome-looking strange young man would stand on the side of the road stupidly and look at them and smirk slightly.

Zhu Xiangru saw Xiao Cui turn his head to look at him, and whispered to Ah Hei: "What a weirdo." Hei looked down and whispered something in her ear, and Xiao Cui laughed.

Zhu Xiangru watched Ah Hei and Xiaocui walk away, and then walked towards the village again. After walking dozens of steps, he saw an old man in his sixties with a white beard walking towards him, so he clenched his fists and said to the old man: "Uncle, there is something to ask for advice below." The old man stopped, glanced at him, saw that he was well-dressed and had an extraordinary temperament, and said, "Young man, you are a foreigner, if you want to ask something, you say." Zhu Xiangru said in a low voice: "May I ask the old man, the family who lives in the northernmost part of the village, I heard that they were arrested by the government more than ten years ago, and what happened later, do you know?" Don't hide it from the old man, when I first arrived in your place, I heard that the family's surname was Li, and it was the third prince of Zhu in the former Ming Dynasty, and was later caught by Wu Sangui and taken to the capital to be executed by Emperor Kangxi.

The old man looked around vigilantly, pulled Zhu Xiangru to the side of the road, and whispered: "Young man, you don't want to die, inquire about this matter." I advise you to go, otherwise you will lose your head if you know to the government. Zhu Xiangru said: "After so many years, is the government still pursuing this matter?" The old man lowered his voice and said: "When did the emperor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty rest assured that the Han people, they finally won this flower from the Zhu family, if they are not careful at all times, how can they sleep peacefully." Back then, I heard that the third prince of Zhu and his wife were escorted to Beijing by Wu Sangui and beheaded by the Tartar Emperor for public display, and no one even collected the corpses in the capital. Alas, poor his wife was still pregnant with a child, and she didn't even see the world, so she died with him unjustly, which is really pitiful, very pitiful. Zhu Xiangru's heart was sour, and he forcibly held back his tears.

The old man continued: "Speaking of which, the third prince is still a showman, and he treats people kindly on weekdays, but he didn't expect to be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. and his daughter-in-law, who is Wu Lao Xiucai's only daughter, Luan Niu, is also a knowledgeable, virtuous and considerate daughter, but in the end ended up like this. Speaking of this, he said to Li Xiangru: "Young man, it's better to ask less about these things, alas, what's wrong with me today, I talk so much, let's go, I'm going to cast a net by the Dianchi Lake." said that he left in a hurry, maybe he was afraid of getting into trouble, so he didn't answer Zhu Xiangru anymore.

When Zhu Xiangru heard him say that no one even collected the corpses of his parents after they died, he was really heartbroken, but after thinking about it, since this is the case, it can be concluded that his parents' grave is not in Kunming. Immediately walked out of the village, wandered around the Dianchi Lake for a long time, and came to the night to catch the snow fish in Dianchi Lake overheard Wang Shihao and Huo Wei's secret reeds, after being discovered by the two, Huo Wei slapped and fell into the Dianchi Lake, just to avoid the hunt of Wu Sangui's minions, picked up a small life, and has survived until now.

He stood on the shore of Dianchi Lake, looking at the boundless lake, thinking about the experiences and encounters of more than ten years, the fate of his parents, the fall of the dynasty, and the plan to restore the country. Time passed, and before I knew it, it was afternoon.

At the top of his eyes, he saw a small black dot slowly moving on the surface of Dianchi Lake two or three miles away, and it looked like a painting boat from a distance. There are often boats coming and going on Dianchi Lake, and he has been used to seeing them since he was a child, and he doesn't care about them.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and there was a slight coolness, and the weather had changed at some point. The climate in Kunming is sometimes very strange, even though the sun is shining just now, but in the blink of an eye, it becomes dark clouds and heavy rain. Zhu Xiangru has experienced and experienced these wonders since he was a child.

He looked up at the sky, and saw a large black oppressive cloud overhead, low as if it could be reached. Another gust of wind swept in and blew his garment fluttering.

Zhu Xiangru thought to himself: "No, there is going to be a rainstorm soon, I have to leave quickly and find a place to shelter from the rain." "As soon as I thought about it, a huge raindrop fell. He retreated and ran, and after only a few steps, the rain poured down. In just a moment, his entire body was drenched, like a chicken in soup.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and the place within a radius was full of reeds, and his vision was wide, and there was no place to shelter from the rain. When he was wandering, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter on the surface of Dianchi Lake.

He looked through the rain curtain and saw that a ship was parked in the Dianchi Lake about ten zhang away from him, which was the painting boat he had seen earlier. I saw a man in white standing on the bow of the boat, shaking a folding fan in his hand, the painting boat was quite large, he stood on the bow of the boat, but the torrential rain did not drench him at all.

It turned out that the man in white saw Zhu Xiangru's embarrassed appearance from a distance on the boat, and couldn't help laughing. Zhu Xiangru was unhappy, and thought: "What kind of person is this, seeing that people are drenched in heavy rain, they don't know how to greet them, but they laugh." As soon as I thought of this, I only heard the man in white raise his hand to his mouth, make a trumpet shape, and shout loudly: "Brother, do you want to get on the boat to avoid the rain for a while?" The voice was crisp and bright, and he seemed to be a young man.

Zhu Xiangru was annoyed by his rudeness, so he just pretended not to hear it, and the man in white shouted twice in a row. Li Xiangru knew that the rain could not stop for a while, so it was better to get on the boat to avoid it, so he immediately hugged his fist towards the boat in response.

The man in white ordered someone to try to get closer to the shore, but the water on the shore was shallow, and the boat was quite wide, and it was still five or six zhang away from Zhu Xiangruo at this time, so he could no longer lean forward. Just when the man in white was about to order someone to try his best to dock on the shore again, Zhu Xiangru secretly took a breath, put his toes on the ground a little, and his figure immediately bounced up, drew a graceful arc, and flew diagonally on the bow of the painting boat. Zhu Xiangru made this leap, looking like a seagull soaring in the rainstorm, with a chic posture and extremely wonderful.

As soon as he landed on the bow of the boat, the man in white slapped the fan in his right palm and slapped it several times in the palm of his left palm, and cheered loudly: "What a light skill!"

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