and Li Huang came to ice to release the suspicions, and it was convenient to ask a lot of things. Although Zhao Wu'an helped him purely for the sake of Duan Taoli's face, he didn't have much affection for Li Huanglai, but when it came to the heavy treasure armory of the previous dynasty, Zhao Wu'an was also quite interested.

After Li Huang came there to understand the cause and effect again, Zhao Wu'an realized that he was not hiding anything, and the source of the drawings was indeed the remnant of the Black Cloud Society. No matter how you look at it, it looks like someone has put it in place.

"The key now is whether Lan Zhouzi, or simply the Black Cloud Society, can crack the lock on the treasure tube. Zhao Wu'an sat on the bow of the boat and said leisurely, "If it can't be broken, then no matter whether the trip to Zhongshan is or not, Lan Zhouzi and Heiyun will join forces, they will come to the door again, we just need to wait patiently." ”

Li Huanglai said worriedly: "How long will you wait?"

"It's half a month, it's a full year. Zhao Wu'an said meaninglessly, "I know a person, this kind of institution, he is absolutely not a problem, it depends on whether the Black Cloud Society can find him." ”

Li Huanglai hurriedly said: "There are still such people? Then we may have to control it first!"

"There's no need to rush. Zhao Wu'an shook his head lightly, "Heiyun will be willing to invite, he may not be willing to help." ”

Thinking about it, no matter how you say it, she is Luo Jianqi's nephew, and since she was a child, Wen Chuanyu has been a first-class person among her peers, how can she easily join Xie Hui. No matter how bad it is, it has to be against Zhao Wu'an.

The greatest pleasure of this mechanical genius in this life is to go against Zhao Wu'an. Although he is also evil and moody, compared to Dai Lou Duyun, Zhao Wuan is much more at ease with Wen Chuanyu. In his bones, he firmly believed that Wen Chuanyu was still the gentle young man who would be a little shy when he smiled.

And Li Huanglai was not as leisurely as Zhao Wu'an, leaning on the railing and looking at the Jiangning Mansion under the sunset with a sad face.

"The only way now is to wait. Wait for Lan Zhouzi to sell things out and set off a monstrous storm on the rivers and lakes, or wait for him to come to you himself. ”

Li Huanglai said with a sad face: "When will this have to wait?"

"Lan Zhouzi is just a thief, how can he keep it for himself if he steals this thing?" Zhao Wu'an asked rhetorically, "Whether this is the bureau of the Black Cloud Society or not, now that you are not dead, their purpose has not yet been achieved." In a short time, this volume of drawings will definitely reappear in the rivers and lakes. ”

Li Huanglai let out a long sigh.

With a chopstick in his mouth, Annan walked up to the deck with a big bowl in his mouth, and shouted at the two: "Old man, don't look at the sunset, eat!"

In the past few days of being disturbed on the Annan ship, they have been entertained with good wine and food, and Hugh said that Li Huang came who had nothing to do with it, and even Zhao Wu'an felt a little uncomfortable. But when several people wanted to resign, they were hurriedly pulled down by Annan, saying that they would not let go of anything.

In the end, Duan Hunttian almost turned his face because of this, and Annan promised to accept one or two halves of silver from him every day, and provide him and Ling Zhixiao with three meals a day and accommodation.

Duan Hunttian finally stopped making trouble and wanted to leave, but the meals arranged by Annan every day became more and more abundant. Duan Taoli, who was used to coarse clothes and food, was even a little unaccustomed to it, and after eating for several nights, he had to lie on the edge of the railing and vomit for a while.

In this way, a group of people with different identities and different ways gathered strangely on the merchant ship of the ship's family Annam, and lived in great harmony.

In the days before the Chinese New Year, there were two more light snowfalls in Jiangning Mansion.

At this time, Zhao Wu'an would always take a miscellaneous book, borrow a rattan chair, and sit down in the falling snow, or look at the majestic state city from afar, or look at the Xuanwu blue waves, the gentle snow adorned his black hair and shoulders, as if in one day, he changed from a high-spirited young man to a dying old man.

Of course, Duan Taoli, who grew up in the south, didn't like this kind of weather, so he was used to sitting by the porthole with a stove in his arms and looking at his back from afar. Since the reunion, she has experienced life and death, but she always feels that Zhao Wu'an is not the same as that Garan An Xulie.

I don't know what happened to him in the past ten years. He became pretentious, and no one could see what he was thinking, but he could always see through others.

Strange to say, since Zhongshan evaded the forty cavalry that day, he has never seen a large number of troops sent by Jiangning Fuzhong, and Duan Hunttian, who has been hiding on the ship of Annan, has not been found by any trouble. It seems that the entire Jiangning Mansion has forgotten Yin Fengxiao's death.

However, Yin Fengxiao is a disciple of the Lingshan Sect after all, and the Black Cloud Society divides the identity of His Excellency Luo Yi as an assassin, and most people don't know about it. I'm afraid that the Lingshan Sect, which will be revenged, will not let Duan Hunttian go easily.

Duan Hunttian can also see it, he has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and this is not the first time he has encountered this kind of thing. As soon as the New Year passed, he hid in the merchant ships of Annam and went south to Guangnan Road to avoid the limelight, which was a very safe choice.

The only person who hurts his nerves is afraid that Li Huang is here. When I first met Duan Taoli, there was not much left of the elegant green-shirted swordsman's demeanor, and I spent a lot of my leisure time in chagrin and frustration every day. Although Zhao Wu'an had already given the idea of waiting patiently, this remnant of the Southern Tang Dynasty, who was too young in terms of experience and temperament, was still worried all day long.

Finally.

On the night after the snow, a brilliant fireworks exploded in the clear sky, reflecting the eyes of Annan on the bow of the ship. Zhao Wu'an sat on one side in a white robe, his eyes still depressed.

The city was full of joy and the streets were full of people who came out to watch the fireworks. The ordinary people and the dignitaries walked on the same streets, crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder.

Brilliant fireworks exploded one after another in the sky, creating a large area of brilliant smoke. The stars, though bright, are also overshadowed by such brilliance.

Even the flotilla moored outside the city shouted to each other to congratulate each other on the new year. This family brought a pot of soju, and that family sent back two catties of sea bass. Coming and going, the gifts soon formed a hill in the bow of Annam.

There was the sound of firecrackers on all sides, and in the night as thick as mist, Annan picked a tobacco leaf and chewed it in his mouth, looking at the fireworks in the sky, and sighed at Zhao Wuan.

"My father and mother both said that I couldn't go home a few times a year to make a living at sea, and I was afraid that I would be reluctant. In fact, I don't have much reluctance, look at these boatmen, like me, they are some travelers far away from home, and they are used to drifting on the stormy waves on weekdays, and even on Chinese New Year's Eve every year, they are not willing to go home for the small profit of the first batch of goods at the beginning of the year. Joy in suffering, these festivals are vigorous and delicious. It is said that when you go out, you don't show your yellow and white, and you don't talk to people very much, but these people who are begging for a life on the boat like me are like a family with each other, and they are definitely lively. I also have some nostalgia for not going home all these years, but I still feel worth seeing this scene on Chinese New Year's Eve every year. In life, no matter where you are, you can be proud. Zhao Jushi, do you say yes or no?"

Zhao Wu'an closed the book in his hand and said with a faint smile: "That's a good point." ”

Annan suddenly grinned and said: "The little sister can climb high to Zhao Jushi, maybe it is really the blessing that our two brothers who can't go home for a whole year give her." ”

Zhao Wu'an's smile was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but smile: "An Qing really can't hide her words." ”

"Zhao Jushi is also a person in the rivers and lakes, a master, those of us who are not in the stream, and our vision is not high. Little sister she can like, of course it's good. My father looked a little pedantic, but when our brother and sister made a decision and the nine cows couldn't pull it back, he never forced it, but supported it very much. ”

An Nan smiled at Zhao Wu'an: "I, who is an elder brother, will tell my father the ugly words first." Zhao Jushi has to take care of our little sister, if something happens, even if I Annan can't beat you Zhao Wu'an, I will definitely have to pull a few pieces of skin off you. ”

"That's nature. Zhao Wu'an said solemnly.

In the sound of firecrackers, the ninth year of the Heavenly Sage slowly came to an end.

And the bell of the first year of Ming Dao also rang from the Jiangning Mansion, along the starry sky, drifting to the night river.

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On the ninth day of the first month of the first year of Ming Dao, a horse with black hooves and red mane galloped to the front of the Anzi banner. The girl in red on the horse was crimson and panting, but she still kept shouting, "Brother, your sister has come to see you!"

Annan, who was solemnly measuring the draft of the hull, straightened up from the shore, and when he turned around, he was facing a horse's face.

The thick nose snorted roughly, and a pair of dark pupils looked directly at Annan. He reluctantly took a few steps back, raised his head, and saw the girl sitting on the horse proudly, squinted his eyes and hummed, "Where did you get such a good horse?"

"Hehe, you can't even guess it, Su Qinghe gave it to my father! It's not so that I can see you sooner, so my father let me ride out. An Qing patted the docile horse proudly, "His name is Chi Li." ”

Annan raised his head and snorted, and said with disdain: "Hmph, come on, come and see me?" I don't remember when you little girl was in a hurry to see me. ”

An Qing held back a smile, stuck out her tongue, and said a little shyly: "Where is he?"

"In the cabin. Annan snorted, "If you go south with him, what will happen to this horse?" ”

"Ah, it's okay, that's what I gave to the temple monks here. ”

"It's a pity, such a good horse, just send it. Annan shook his head again and again, "My little sister is terrible." ”

An Qing grimaced at him disappreciatively, turned over and dismounted, and jumped onto the deck with ease.

"Men don't like girls to be too active—" Annan didn't reply, and shouted loudly.

An Qing didn't even pause, and hurriedly pushed open the door of the cabin.

In the cabin, the person she thought about day and night was sitting by the window, wearing a cold white robe, holding a notebook in her hand, looking lazy in winter, in contrast to her who had galloped for hundreds of miles and her face was crimson.

The originally peaceful door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhao Jushi looked up from the fascinating story in his hand as if he had just woken up from a dream, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the person in front of him shallowly.

Meet again.

It was such an early spring, the snow outside the city had not melted, and the sky had already returned. The willow buds are drawn, and the cold plum is in full bloom.

Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.

An Qing, who wanted to plunge into his arms, suddenly hesitated. Zhao Wu'an's natural expression was too disappointing, but as soon as she passed the fifth day of the new year, she came to Jiangning non-stop.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wu'an thought for a moment, stretched out his slender fingers, and flicked the book in his hand, thoughtfully.

"There's a girl here, a lot like you. ”

"Huh?"

"Did you run out of the book?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

“...... No. An Qing was almost a little angry.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly smiled and said, "Then you are still my An Qing." ”

The sun is warm outside the window, and the water of Xuanwu Lake is rippling.

Gambling books and pouring tea on the side of the beauty, why do you need to outline with pen and ink.

“...... Don't think that's the case, I'll forgive you for indulging in the book!"