The little goblin read Yue Qingming's "Yunfeng Lu" for her, although she was a little interested at first, but her body was so weak that she unconsciously slept in the blanket. The cold rain of the autumn mountains outside the curtain did not stop until the oblique moon came out, and a pair of autumn ink paintings were really like the clouds in Wang Wei's poems: "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn." The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. ”

Yue Qingming finished reading the book on the side, got up to look at the scene, and couldn't help but feel sad about the broken mountains and rivers, looked up at the autumn moon and sighed and said: "Qin Shimingyue Han Shiguan, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers will not be returned." But to make the dragon city fly general, do not teach Humadu Chang'an. However, the climate of the Song Dynasty was cold, and the hot breath in Yue Qingming's mouth blended with the autumn colors to produce a burst of cold smoke in the mid-autumn season.

"Qingming!"

Yue Qingming suddenly turned around and found that it was the little goblin who was talking in his dreams, and his pink little mouth was gently closed, as if waiting for someone to kiss him gently, and the fragrance under the mask reflected the blush that only girls have. Yue Qingming couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this woman like this, and secretly thought to himself: "Think... Thought?" Hurriedly went to see her, but couldn't take off the mask, so he had to slowly move his face closer, Yue Qingming gently smelled the girl's faint but refreshing, soul-intimidating body fragrance, and he couldn't help it. Seeing this delicate body falling directly on his shoulder, he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, and gently stroked her head with his hand.

"This girl has been with me for a long time, and something will happen to me after a long time."

Who knew that the little goblin slept to death, and his body suddenly trembled, and it was accompanied by a graceful breathing. Yue Qingming's shoulders were the little goblin, but he suddenly felt a heat flowing from his legs. It turned out that the leprechaun didn't know what the dream was, so he wetted the bed.

"Hey, my mat!" Yue Qingming pushed, and the little goblin woke up suddenly, and his body spasmed and urinated even more thoroughly, and then he lay on the mat softly. "You little lady! Wetting the bed at such an age!" The little goblin's soft body leaned down lightly, and she pursed her pink little mouth: "People don't mean it." ”

Yue Qingming said: "I don't dare to forgive you, you are still worried about your life before you have healed from your serious injury, so you should rest more so as not to delay your life." ”

"Hehe, just scare me~ When I don't understand medicine, I am a serious injury, although the appearance and skin have been restored to their original state by your miracle medicine, but the heart and lungs are broken, the internal injury is difficult to heal, and there may be lifelong disabilities, but I will not say that I will die!" The little goblin smirked, it seemed that disability was not a big deal for her.

"Not a joke, your life expectancy may be greatly reduced, so you should recuperate more in the future to avoid recurrence of internal injuries. ”

"Hmph! Anyway, I don't have much life, so I don't want to recuperate! Little lady, I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time! I'll practice with you today!" This girl is very dexterous, Yue Qingming didn't have time to react, and came to the heart with a punch, the little demon has very little energy, but the speed is very fast, and the body is soft, and the beautiful legs as slender as chopsticks are on Yue Qingming's shoulders. But in terms of speed, no one in the rivers and lakes can compare with Yue Qingming, before the little goblin's legs fell, she saw Yue Qingming suddenly appear in front of her, and she was pressed against the wall.

Yue Qingming touched her mask, and couldn't help but be stunned, looking at this girl's autumn-like eyes, thin lips, and snow-skinned heart that could be broken: "This girl is like Xiang Si! But how can Xiang Si be so lively and willful as her." ”

The little goblin was even more intoxicated, her jade legs were on the man's body, the girl's lust and reserved mentality were blended and stirred, but the people who admired him had to be limp and weak, and said groggily: "I, do I smell good?" These days may be a serious injury, the little goblin is still wearing his own tight black tulle clothes, bumpy and slender like a young girl's figure makes the man how to control it, not to mention the virgin fragrance from the soul. Yue Qingming carried her skinny leg with one hand, seeing that his daughter couldn't wait to kiss her on the lips in an instant, he stretched out his hand to take off the mask of the little goblin, and the little goblin almost wanted to obey, but he took out a hairpin from his waist and pierced it directly on his extremely tender throat, and suddenly blood flowed out, waking up Yue Qingming. Simply blunt this hairpin, otherwise the goblin will die.

"The surname Yue! I told you, if you take off my mask without permission, I will die in front of you immediately!

Yue Qingming was taken aback, and said thoughtfully: "The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, although this girl is lively, but she can't live up to it." Besides, it was out of chivalry to her, how could she take advantage of the danger of others, not to mention that she was not loved in her heart. Then he stepped back three feet and said, "Yue Qingming, you are bold, you messed up the number of courtesies, and apologized to the girl." ”

"Hey, I, I'm scared of you, what are you doing, I, I'm in a sore neck!" said the leprechaun.

Yue Qingming turned around and left, took back a man's clothes from the side pavilion and said: "The humble house is simple, only these old things, which are worn by my youth, they seem to be the right size for girls, but they are much fatter." Yue Qingming put his clothes on the couch, turned around and left.

Xiang Si frowned in his heart and said, "Why do you look like this... Raw points. Seeing Yue Qingming outside the house facing the empty mountain autumn rain, playing Yaoqin, he was secretly lost in his heart, changed his clothes, wiped the blood stains, and slowly walked outside the house and said: "What's the matter, are you angry with me?

Yue Qingming gently pushed away the little goblin's hand, and then withdrew three feet and said: "Girl, don't be weird, there is a difference between men and women, your injuries have already healed for the most part, and the cold house will not stay for a long time." Please. ”

"You, are you driving me away?" The little demon sneered in disappointment: "Heh, yes, I'll go, I'm just a little beggar you picked up, why don't you care about me if you have no relatives and no reason!" Her expression was gloomy, she didn't know the joy and sorrow in her heart, how could she think that Yue Qingming was such a resolute person, seeing him sitting upright and playing the piano, his voice was calm, without the slightest intention of retention, his heart was sad, and he slowly walked into the heavy rain, thunder, tears and rain, and walked out of the courtyard dimly, as if he was abandoned, Xiang Si didn't know how Yue Qingming treated her like this, if it was a little goblin, it would naturally be sad, if it was Xiang Si himself, he was relieved, but sadness came to his heart, and he muttered on the wet autumn leaves: I have accompanied the floating clouds to the evening green, and I still accompany the sunset and the sound of autumn. The world is infinitely danqing, and a sad painting can't be .....

The little goblin's posture gradually moved away, and Yue Qingming's piano sound became more and more messy, and the strings played wildly for a long time. The encounter between the two of them is like a spiritual encounter between Lin Sheng and Xiang Si, although they are compatible in every way, they can't escape the frustration of reality, after all, fate loves to tease such a down-and-out and frustrated person.

After a few days of getting along, Yue Qingming naturally couldn't help but feel sad, he only said that although this girl was of unknown origin, she also knew that she was gentle and lovely, and her eccentric temperament was also likable, so he naturally sighed secretly, but he remembered that the academy had not been back for a long time, and there must be something different, so he hurriedly took off his mask and went to the academy.

Back to the city, at the beginning of the night, the people of Lin'an were not as peaceful and quiet as before, but it became a little unnatural, Yue Qingming did Lin Sheng back, naturally there was more of a layman's atmosphere, I wanted to eat a bite of cheap noodle soup at the Yangchun noodle shop outside the Qiantang Gate, grabbed Xiao Er on the food stall and asked: "Brother, what happened to Lin'an City, what's wrong with everyone, I have a lot of worries!"

A chivalrous man who walked the rivers and lakes, slapped his sword on the table and said: "Hmph! Bird Emperor, a prince from the Jin people came and said that he would stay with us for a year and a half. But the condition is to dig up Jia Yiren's tomb and build a temple for Han Chang's traitor!"

Lin Sheng said: "The enemy country sent a proton, this is the meaning of stopping the war, how can people be panicked?

"I see that you are young, you must not know that the traitor Qin Hui killed Grandpa Yue in the Fengbo Pavilion, and the kind-hearted jailer Kui Shun risked his life to carry Grandpa Yue's body out of the city and bury it in the snail shell pile of the Jiuqu Cong Temple outside the Qiantang Gate, and was buried with the jade ring that Grandpa Yue often wears, and planted two orange trees as a mark, and the tombstone reads: "Jia Yiren's Tomb". That, that Jia Yiren's tomb, exactly, it is Grandpa Yue's tomb!" the chivalrous man sighed secretly.

Lin Sheng clenched his fists when he heard this, slapped his palm on the table, and stood up and ran towards the Jiuqu Cong Temple, but the hundreds of villagers he saw, each holding a wooden stick, blocked under the two orange trees, and fought with dozens of officers and soldiers and a kind of monk. It turned out that these people were coming to demolish the tomb, and these monks were the presiding officers who wanted to build a temple on the original site for Han Chang.

But when I saw an old monk and said, "Don't be obsessed with it, don't be obsessed! What good can you do to Gong Yue Fei! He is not a Buddha, he is a person who cannot understand the Dharma, and paying tribute to him will only bring disaster to you!"

A big man, with a caftan brown cloth coat and a stone, stumbled on the old monk: "Grandpa Yue protects the territory and the people, and benefits the people, without him, we all have to die under the butcher's knife of the Jin people! The villagers pay tribute to him, we respect him! Where do you want to get any benefits!"

An old man said with a wisp of beard: "Old Zen master, before you left home, didn't your parents teach you the things that the Han people believed?"

The little monk smiled and said, "Hehehe, old man, you really know how to laugh, you Han people also have something to believe in?"

The old man said angrily: "There is a way of heaven in the sky, there are ancestors in the earth, we Han people are a nation that respects the ancestors of heaven and law, little monk, don't you believe in the Shi family, and then forget our own family?"

The little monk was speechless, and when he saw the old monk's stupidity, he didn't talk nonsense.

Lin Sheng arrived just in time, and when he saw this situation, he didn't know whether to make a move, but it was about Grandpa Yue's mausoleum, where could he relax a little, so he flew to the tree with light skills and watched carefully from a distance. Yue Qingming's light skills are the best in the rivers and lakes, he flew up and slowly fell, on tiptoe please step on the autumn leaves, how do you think that there is a white-clothed swordsman on this towering tree, dressed in a straight shirt, but seeing that he only stepped on the leaves a little lower, it can be seen that it is not general, Lin Sheng was about to look, so he heard the swordsman say: "Oh? Brother Lin!"

"Brother Xin!" Lin Sheng was shocked, how could he have thought that Xin Qiji was here.

Xin Qiji looked at Lin Sheng's light skills and said ashamedly: "It seems that Brother Yue is the one who is called." ”

"Haha, Brother Xin has good eyesight, he has been incognito in the rivers and lakes for a long time, Brother Xin is one of the few people who can recognize me!" Lin Sheng said.

"It's not that I have excellent eyesight, but in fact, Brother Huyan is quite knowledgeable, if he hadn't made it clear to me, I really think that Brother Lin is a down-and-out scholar!" Xin Qiji said.

Lin Sheng and Hu Yanwu are friends with each other, Hu Yanwu knew that Lin Sheng's identity was only seen in Zuyuelou a few days ago, he actually said it to Xin Qiji, it can be seen that Hu Yanwu recognized this person, Lin Sheng said: "Haha, or the eldest brother is extraordinary, Brother Xin doesn't know what the situation is here?"

Xin Qi said: "On the bright face of the soldiers, they listened to the traitorous ministers Tang Siwei and Qin Xun, and were ordered to dig Grandpa Yue's grave, but in fact, they all admired Grandpa Yue's grave incomparably, where did they intend to do it, but it was these monks who were urging the murderer in order to ask for the incense money of Han Changmiao! ”

Lin Sheng said thoughtfully: "I see, so I have to thank Brother Xin for taking care of me." ”

"Hey, it's okay, Brother Huyan has already contacted the beggars in recent days, once the court has a bigger move, all walks of life in the rivers and lakes will definitely not sit idly by. It's just..."

Lin Sheng said with a serious expression: "It's nothing, it's just that the people in the rivers and lakes stop it for a while, and they can't stop the court for a lifetime, unless the public opinion is heard to the sky, it will be useless." ”

Xin Qiji said: "That's right, but we still need to think about it in the long run, it's late today, you and I might as well go back and wait for tomorrow." ”

Lin Sheng's expression had been solemn, as if there was something unspeakable, but he also nodded and said, "So I will leave." ”

The two parted, and each flew away with light work.

Lin Sheng's mood was very heavy, and others could not be equal, because Yue Qingming's biological father was Yue Fei, and he was the baby called Yue Lang in Yue Hai's arms back then, but Qin Hui's party was rampant back then, and if it was in the name of Yue Lang, he would definitely not live to this time, so he changed his name and was secretly arranged by the emperor to study in Tai Academy, and later inadvertently learned of his life experience, so he had Yue Qingming, who was now the incarnation of a thief, and Qingming is just Yue Lang's word, which means that the moonlight is clear and bright. And the clear wind between his brows is worthy of his name, but whose brow can be clear in the face of such things?

Lin Sheng was anxious in his heart, his biological father's mausoleum was about to be dug up, but he couldn't do anything, so he was naturally sad, so he wandered idly, the moon shadow was dim, and the red lanterns and candles in the market were just more sad things for him, what could an orphan say when he looked at a group of unfamiliar faces? I had to pick up the wine, and then I drank it and hid in a place where the lights were dim, but I felt that the west wind was tightly cutting, and it was difficult to settle into the bones, and I could see the lintel of the high pavilion, the carved building of the painting building, the yellow flower orphanage, and ten thousand red flowers falling one after another, and each petal was mixed with infinite sorrow.

Lin Sheng picked up a piece of flowers, and said, "Wooden Pen Flower...", picked up the wine jug again, and drank it, it turned out that he was drunk and hazy, and actually walked to Xiangsi's residence. The candles in the room were chaotic, Xiang Si was changing into dirty clothes, she was afraid of the cold, she put on a long jacket, draped her long hair over her waist, lazily leaned on the bed and was using the needle and thread in her hand, embroidering a pair of mandarin ducks, Han embroidery was expressive, and she was returning to the place where the needle stabbed to the place where she flew, and she couldn't help but think of Yue Qingming, her heart throbbed, and she pierced the jade finger... She couldn't help but pick up the lantern and go out to check when she heard the footsteps outside the hospital: "Yue... Great!" I wanted to say but stopped, but I saw Lin Sheng passing by.

Lin Sheng couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Xiangsi, how could he have thought that he had actually walked to Xiangsi, but his expression was also flat, and he looked at Xiangsi quietly.

Xiang Si saw Lin Sheng's heart startled: "You..." The words came to his mouth and swallowed back with the lantern, he couldn't help but sigh lightly, then turned around and went back to the room, like a stranger, hearing the wine jug fall to the ground, Lin Sheng leaned against Xiang Si's courtyard gate and sat drunk on the ground, leaning against Xiang Si's lonely courtyard wall and falling asleep. Seeing this, Xiang Si hurriedly picked up Lin Sheng's hand, and saw that the wound that was cut by himself when he rescued her that day was very big, and he had not healed so far, and he felt compassion and said: "Fool...", a drop of tears naturally remained, and hurriedly returned to the room, took out the quilt and gently covered the sleeping Lin Sheng, looked at Lin Sheng and said: "He has always been open-minded, he must have encountered something big."

But I heard Lin Shengmeng's words: "Dad... Child... Not bad"

Xiang Si was shocked: "Dad, he never said it!"

Seeing that Lin Sheng was asleep, Xiangsi shook his head and went back to the room.

When Lin Sheng woke up the next morning, he found the quilt on his body....