At the end of the day, the golden rooster crowed.

The sky has not yet been covered with a touch of fish belly white, only the glimmer of dawn, secretly reflected in the east of the earth.

Mengyue City is as quiet as midnight, ordinary people still sleep peacefully on the couch, and those who wear stars and moons try to tiptoe and sneak around, not to wake up the children at home, or to hunt in the yazhong.

At this time, the Yin family's house, located at the intersection of two main streets in the east and south of the city, should also be so quiet - even the elderly housekeeper Lao Huang always likes to get up early in the morning, and at this time he may have gotten up, wrapped in a coat, and swept up the fallen leaves in the courtyard...... But Lao Huang has always been light-hearted, and he won't make much movement.

But today, the Yin family's house is already audible and lively. However, the 'lively' mentioned here does not refer to the noisy gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, and the scene of being as prosperous as a market - even the Qimen Zhou family, whose hand covers the sky, if they dare to make such a disturbing scene early in the morning, they will probably be driven out of Mengyue City by the surging cloth people - even if they can't be driven away, they will be greeted by Bo Gutong and their eighteenth generation ancestors.

The "lively" mentioned here means that at this time before dawn, almost all the men and women of the Yin family, the heads and servants of the family, and the guests and nobles have already gotten up, changed into neat travel clothes, and stood around the crescent-shaped pond together.

Looking up, the figure closest to the pond, standing next to the pond, was the young master of the Yin family, Yin Shao. It was dressed in a dark red brocade robe, slightly broad, as if it had put on a soft armor in it, and on its shoulder was a red tasseled ash spear, the tip of which shone with a cold glow, and it was no longer a dull head of the sunset, and its eyebrows and eyelids were vibrant, and the corners of its lips and mouth were solemn, and I don't know what was going on in its heart at this time.

Yin Shao, who was carrying a gun and brocade, lowered his head and looked at the surface of the pond that was like a mirror.

In the water, there is his reflection, and behind him, the appearance of the maid in green clothes.

Shangshan, who was wearing a tunic suit, stood in Yin Shao's hands, holding a wide ten-stone yellow shoulder crossbow with slender hands, and lowered his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little sleepy-eyed, but he didn't dare to lie in bed for a while. Around his waist, he rarely carried a bag full of arrows. At a cursory glance, the brown quiver contained about twenty or thirty cone-headed arrows—not much different from those carried by the elite of the army.

Next to the pond, in the pavilion near the water, Mr. Yin, who was on a cane, was sitting on a stone bench to rest. The old gentleman has white sideburns and black beard, even if he wakes up early, he does not look tired, his calm and calm expression is as usual, and the clothes on his feet are no different from usual. It's just that, perhaps because of the cold morning breeze this day, the old gentleman wrapped his sheep coat tighter, so that he didn't look as tough as usual.

On his side, the seven-foot-tall, burly and majestic Yin Zheng stood like a pine and cypress, closing his eyes and recuperating. On weekdays, he only wears a plain military uniform, although he does not wear a sword or a gun now, but he puts a fine iron bracer on each of his wrists, which is cold and bright, and he looks so imposing.

The farthest from the pond are the two brocade clothes who stopped next to the pillars of the mansion, Zhang Shan and Li Shi. Today, the brocade clothes that were not wearing brocade clothes finally wore brocade clothes - although in order to prevent the Yin family from discovering their identities, the two of them still followed Wang Manxiu's instructions and put black robes and hats on their coats. But in any case, having a brocade robe on the body and wearing a ring head behind the waist is the standard configuration of the Yonghua national brocade guard.

Although the standing posture of the two Jinyi is not as tall as that of Yin Zheng, the enemy of the hundreds, it is also a straight posture. And the expressions on the faces of Zhang Shan and Li Shi are much more solemn than those of the Yin family. After all, unlike the Yin family, who was born and grew up in the Qimen family, has seen countless large and small Qimen disputes, and is somewhat accustomed to it, Zhang Shan and Li Shi were still unable to fight with this Qimen Jianghu a month ago.

The two looked at each other and exhaled in unison.

I heard the door creak behind me.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. ”

The familiar gentle male voice drifted into everyone's ears.

Everyone in the courtyard immediately raised their eyes, and Yin Shao on the edge of the pool also patted the spear on his shoulder, and exhaled while turning around: "If you don't come again, I thought you were on the verge of getting off-"

The words came to an abrupt end.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Just because in the field of vision, in addition to a beautiful white dress, there is also a touch of Wanlan skirt.

Although on her face, except for the plum blossom cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows, there is no blush, and there is no shy expression.

Although between his eyebrows, he was still as comfortable and smug as ever.

But......

Yin Shao hurriedly coughed, breaking the delicate atmosphere in the courtyard, and said in a low voice: "It's good to come, it's good to come, it's already a few minutes, we have to leave quickly, we can't let the people of the Zhou family wait for a long time." ”

The white-clothed man with the iron sword raised his lips and bowed his head, and said softly, 'I know'.

With that, he walked down the steps and walked towards the waterside pavilion where Mr. Yin was.

And when he stepped up, the blue skirt behind him did not follow, but stood quietly in the corridor of the mansion, watching the white clothes leave—instead, the two black robes next to the pillars of the building quickly followed the pace of the white clothes.

Seeing the white clothes coming, the old and the strong in the pavilion all got up with their eyes open, clasped their fists and bowed their hands, and saluted.

Wang Manxiu will not be ambiguous in the number of etiquette, when even if he stops and returns a salute to each of them, he should hold his fists with his fists, and he should make a compilation with a compilation.

Then, he smiled faintly at the two of them.

"Old sir. Bai Yi said: "Before going to the Ning Lin Mountain, Xiao Sheng has two things...... I wonder if the old gentleman can do me a favor?"

Yin Bing stroked his white beard lightly, and said with a smile: "Wang Gongzi said that it is okay. ”

Dressed in white, he reached out and took out a stack of rice paper with neat Lishu font from his arms, and handed it to Yin Bing: "If the son of the Sima family comes to look for Xiaosheng in a while, please ask the old gentleman to hand these over to him." ”

Yin Bing nodded and took the rice paper, and said curiously: "This is?"

"It's the secret book of [100 feet near]. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned again.

This, this, this...... This [100 feet near] but at least the high-quality Qimen has been lost for many years - and an ordinary Zhongcheng Qimen cheats can be sold for dozens of taels of gold, so that the people of the Qimen will fight for their heads......

Yin Bing stared at the rice paper in his hand, the vermilion cane trembled slightly, and he opened his lips and said softly: "Prince Wang, you ...... Aren't you afraid?"

As if he couldn't read the expressions on everyone's faces, Bai Yi shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Give it to the old man, why should Xiaosheng be afraid?"

The old man was slightly stunned, and the look of shock on his face finally disappeared, and he regained his calm look. He put the rice paper in his clothes and said to the white clothes: "It's too old." ”

Wang Manxiu smiled faintly, took out a piece of rice paper that was folded separately from his arms, and handed it to him: "Can you bother the old gentleman to send it to Pingshui County?"

Yin Bing took it and said with a smile: "This one, isn't it another Qimen cheats?"

Bai Yi blinked, and said with a smile: "No, it's just an ordinary letter." ”

The old gentleman shrugged and smiled.

The two looked at each other and saluted each other again.

Bai Yi said: "Old man, Xiaosheng will set off." ”

The old man said, "Prince Wang, be more careful on the road." ”

After saying that, Wang Manxiu bowed his head and turned away.

In the corridor of the mansion, the woman in the blue skirt who was as slender as a water lily in the pond looked at him.

It's just a shallow smile.