Chapter 8 The Pavilion of the Return Wind

Jian Nanhong rode the jade rabbit out of the city gate in one breath, letting the mount gallop aimlessly, but after all, he was equipped with profound divine skills, suppressing concentration beyond ordinary people, and it didn't take long for the mood to slowly calm down, slowly loosen the reins, let the horse go slowly, and a rich forest gradually appeared in front of him, and the woods were stacked with mountains. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The long wind enters the forest, Lin Tao rises and falls, sending out the sound of the sea tide, listening to the harmonious sound of Lin Tao, Nanxiu Gongzi suddenly felt that his mind suddenly opened up, and he looked at it, there was a stone tablet on a peak among the verdant trees, which was engraved with the words 'Huifeng Valley'.

Walking a short distance to the peaks of the woods, a small pavilion faintly appeared between the peaks and peaks in the woods, Jian Nanhong turned over and dismounted, led the mount, and looked for a path in the woods to climb the pavilion to rest for a while.

Look at the approaching wooden pavilion, Jian Nanhong tied the jade rabbit to a branch next to the road, and then walked towards the wooden pavilion on foot, the wooden pavilion plaque was inscribed with the words 'Huifeng Pavilion', but there were already people in the wooden pavilion, and Jian Nanhong had to turn around and leave.

"Childe, please stay!" A crisp voice sounded in the wooden pavilion behind him, and the voice clapped his hands again;

Jian Nanhong heard that the voice was so familiar, so she quickly turned her head and looked, and her eyes lit up, only to see that the young man in Tsing Yi, who met at the Xinghualou Inn two days ago, was standing in the wooden pavilion and waving to him with a smile on his face.

Jian Nanhong was so happy, quickly stepped into the wooden pavilion, couldn't help but grab the arms of the boy in Tsing Yi, excited beyond words, this boy in Tsing Yi has a bold temperament, innocent and lively, and has a mysterious charm, Jian Nanhong has a long-term friendship with him, and the feeling of being old at first sight, is particularly comfortable to see him.

There is a stone round table in the wooden pavilion, a few stone round tables, there are several dishes on the stone round table, a pot of daughter's red wine, two maids and maids stand aside to serve, and the two of them saw Jian Nanhong enter the wooden pavilion, and they were busy preparing cups and saucers for the guests from the cage drawer.

Jian Nanhong and the boy in Tsing Yi sat opposite each other at the table, and the boy in Tsing Yi raised his wine glass and saluted to Jian Nanhong, "Come, cheers to us again!"

The two of them drank a few glasses of wine, and Jian Nanhong couldn't help asking, "Little brother, the student knows that you have a room in the Xinghualou Inn, but you can't see you all day long, and I don't know what you're busy with?"

"Thank you for your concern," the young man in Tsing Yi let out a long breath, as if he had a heavy heart, and sighed faintly; "The vast end of the world, the sea is wide and the sky is high, the brother is just a lonely leaf, let the wind and rain blow, I don't know where it will fall?" After speaking, his brows frowned, and he turned his head to look at the distant mountains on the horizon in a daze.

Listening to the crisp voice of the young man in Tsing Yi, Jian Nanhong's inner unhappiness had already disappeared, and he also knew that this little brother was young after all, had little experience, his personality was not stable enough, and his joy and anger changed quickly, so he smiled at him at the moment, "The little brother is young and promising, and he has a bright future. ”

The boy in Tsing Yi turned his head, a pair of big eyes sparkled, and Nunu also smiled; You are one of the four princes in the world, naturally with Lingyun ambitions, to do a vigorous career, when the time comes, become famous, famous all over the world, the beauties around you are like clouds, maybe you can also get the favor of the princess of the court, recruit as a concubine, rich and noble for a lifetime, but people have their own ambitions, brothers think that the world is prominent, glory and wealth are just the clouds of the past, even if a person has endless wealth, but not necessarily happy, if you want to be outstanding in front of the brothers, the authority is shengling, the brothers are willing to join hands with their bosom friends in the mountains and forests, and the paddles on the blue waves to drink, and live a happy life。 ”

The mood of the young man in Tsing Yi improved all of a sudden, but he was young, but he was full of tired of the world and despised the view of fame, he pointed to the scenery outside the pavilion and said, "Describe the Feng Gongzi, how do you look at the scenery here, since you are known as Nanxiu, you are the idle and elegant coquettish Moshi in your temperament, don't you have emotion?"

Jian Nanhong looked out in the direction of his finger, under the peaks of the wooden pavilion, outside the dense woods, a horse in the wilderness of Pingchuan, a small river like a jade belt bent and stretched on the Pingchuan, a long wind blew into the woods under the peaks, the woods made a soft whistling sound, the wind seemed to go back and forth around the peaks and peaks of the woods, and the woods whistled lightly again, uneven, sounded the rhythm of ups and downs, and really had the name of the wind.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, touching the scene, but also provoked a little Yaxing of Nanxiu Gongzi, after a moment of contemplation, he drank a glass of wine, stood up, and chanted a song of 'Yujia Pride' loudly; Zhongyuan Road, when to sing and be brave? The small pavilion meets in the secluded bushes, and the acquaintances of Ping's traces are narrated together, and the friendship of the liver and gall is turned by a hundred twists and turns. After saying goodbye today, there is still a long memory by the Huifeng Pavilion. ”

After listening to this, the young man in Tsing Yi also stood up, clapped his hands and praised, "The son of the phoenix is really a person in temperament, and a good sentence of 'a hundred twists and turns of the liver and gall friendship' is a metaphor for the heart of you and my brother as a winding wind, and its friendship is full of twists and turns to see the true feelings, the artistic conception is profound, intriguing and endless, and the sentence 'After this farewell, there will be a long memory by the Huifeng Pavilion', which means that after the separation in the future, the ends of the earth will be on each side, but you can often think of the Huifeng Pavilion where our brothers have gathered. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi was very interested, and he got carried away, and suddenly it was sunny and cloudy, his face was unhappy, his eyes were fixed on Jian Nanhong, and he asked with some negative anger: "Master Feng, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, one day you and I will be separated, and each will drift to another side, can you really remember my little brother? I don't know how many years later, can you really still remember this Huifeng Pavilion?"

The young man in Tsing Yi has big eyes, the eye circles and pupils are thick and black like ink, the eyelashes are upturned, the eyes are bright, and the water is full of aura, Jian Nanhong thought in his heart, "You little brother, you are really immature, you are naïve and cowardly like a rabbit for a while, and you are like a savage lady for a while." Thinking so in his heart, he replied again and again, "Of course, students are temperamental like you, how can they forget their friends?"

The young man in Tsing Yi nodded, with a smile of relief on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still so distracted, what was Fang Buddha thinking.

The two of them met in the pavilion, drank and talked slowly, and unconsciously the sunset fell, and the remnants of the sunset were all over the sky, Jian Nanhong stood up again, looked at the blood-red sunset, and said regretfully; Drinking with my little brother is really a great joy in life, and the hour is late, and the student has said goodbye. ”

The boy in Tsing Yi also stood up and asked, "Are you still going back to Xinghualou Inn?" There was some reluctance in his eyes.

Jian Nanhong shook his head and replied, "No, I don't plan to go back to Xinghualou Inn for the time being, I want to play outside for a few days." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi seemed to notice something, and hurriedly asked, "Oh, where is that sad friend of yours?

Jian Nanhong looked at his innocent eyes, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly patted the boy in Tsing Yi on the shoulder, covered up this scene, and said to him, "He likes to drink, I think he must be drunk in the Xinghualou Inn at this time." ”

In fact, he is a great character, he would rather suffer for his beloved, his life is full of bitterness and loneliness, but he never regrets, unwavering, his persistence and loyalty, the sun and the moon can be seen, this kind of person is not much in the world, you should accompany him more, he is really pitiful, but it also makes people very respectful. The young man in Tsing Yi sensed something keenly from Jian Nanhong's tone, and persuaded him earnestly, his expression as gentle as a virtuous woman.

Jian Nanhong secretly felt shocked, the little brother in Tsing Yi said well, the prodigal son was born with love, that is also his single-mindedness and kindness to love, he had a rough life, he was humiliated by the teacher's hatred, and his beloved also turned his back on him and threw himself into the arms of the enemy, he only wandered around lonely, without friends and bosom friends, and numbed himself with wine all day long, he was already the most pitiful person in the world, as his friend, why bother with him about some language conflicts.

Jian Nanhong's heart was fast, silent, when he turned his head to look at the boy in Tsing Yi, he saw him lower his head, in the afterglow of the sunset, his cheeks and lips were reflected red, and even a little cowardly and charming, he couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart; Thinking of this, I couldn't help blurting out to him, "Little brother, your face is so handsome, if you are a girl, the student will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth in this life and marry you, okay, the student is gone!"

The boy in Tsing Yi was even more crimson by him, as if he was still a little shy, buried his head low, and waited for Jian Nanhong to come back to his senses when he walked out of the pavilion, raised his head and raised his hand to greet, "Describe the phoenix boy!" Tomorrow at sunset, I am still here waiting for you to watch the sunset together, I hope you will definitely go to the appointment." ”

Jian Nanhong looked back at the young man in Tsing Yi in the twilight, and also raised his hand and replied loudly, "Okay! Little brother, the students will definitely arrive at sunset tomorrow." After speaking, he stepped on the jade rabbit and let the horse gallop slowly.

A cold moon slowly rose, the moonlight was clear, Jian Nanhong looked at the scenery in the moonlight on horseback, and thought to himself, "The prodigal son must have been drunk with sadness, and then fell asleep with his head covered, and he must be lying in the inn at this time." ’

After Jian Nanhong returned to the Xinghualou Inn, he handed over the mount to the shopkeeper Xiao Er, and went straight back to his room on the second floor of the inner courtyard, but Jiang Shuyuan was not in the room.

Jian Nanhong went downstairs to inquire about the shopkeeper, only to know that Jiang Shuyuan had fallen out of the store, and he didn't know where he went.

Jian Nanhong knew that Jiang Shu's wish was there, so he took advantage of the moonlight to walk alone in the direction of Tianwei Gate.

Finding a small river and willow forest not far from the Tianwei Gate, Jian Nanhong thought to himself, "He should be near here." He had heard of his romantic experiences in the past, and knew that he often had trysts with his little sister on the banks of the river and the willow forest, so Jian Nanhong decided that it should be nearby, and he looked at the willow forest next to the river, and a pleasant flute sound came with the wind.

The sound of the flute is faint and complaining, telling the pain and sadness of the prodigal son's life, the sound of the trembling flute is particularly desolate in the night wind, tear-jerking, Jian Nanhong let out a long sigh, he should still be very awake when he heard this flute, so he turned around and went back to the inn, he didn't want to disturb him.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, the notes slipped down, Jiang Shuyuan put away the copper flute and inserted it behind his back, stood up from the lawn, shook his clothes, he looked at the night sky, and knew that it was already the second half of the night, he also felt a little tired and tired, and was ready to go back to the Xinghualou Inn to sleep.

In the darkness of the night, a few people stood in the willow grove at some point, standing there quietly holding their breath, almost imperceptible.

Jiang Shuyuan glanced at a few people lightly, and walked past them with his feet raised.

"Jiang Daxia stays!" one of the several people hugged his fists and greeted, but it was Bao Kun, the 'soul chasing Yama hand' among the five tigers in Kyoto.

Jiang Shuyuan stopped and turned around to look at Bao Kun, Bao Kun pointed to a burly man beside him, with a full face, swallow forehead and tiger cheeks, and a thick swallowtail beard under his lips, and said, "Brothers have been waiting here for a long time, for fear of disturbing the hero Yaxing, this is ......"

Jiang Shuyuan raised his hand to stop him from speaking, staring at the swallowtail bearded man, and said word by word, "If you guess correctly, this should be the chief catcher of the five northern provinces of the Megatron Green Forest Underworld, and the people on the rivers and lakes are called the 'eight-armed golden spider' Luan Tianbao, Luan is the head catcher." ”

"Jiang Daxia's good eyesight is exactly this patrol. The swallowtail bearded man hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, his eyes sunken under the thick black eyebrows of the lying silkworm, shining in the dark night, sharp and compelling.

The swallowtail bearded man Luan Tianbao, known as the 'eight-armed golden spider' by the people of the rivers and lakes, is the head of the patrol of the five northern provinces who is sitting in Gyeonggi and is officially named the head of the five northern provinces, and is also the top boss of the "Five Tigers Flying Catch". The name of the eight-armed golden spider, he is not only strong in means, but also scheming and resourceful far-reaching and extensive, although the young man is ambitious, and the skill is superhuman, but he only knows that he is blindly loyal to the imperial court, and is unwilling to cater to the officialdom, so he has been born and died for decades, and he can only do the four grades.

Jiang Shuyuan looked at the other two catchers next to Mr. Luan, and said coldly, "These two tiger catchers, we have already met in Longhu Villa. ”

These two catchers were on the way to Longhu Mountain because of the misunderstanding caused by Sai Zhuge and the 'Black Mountain Lonely Goose' Wu Hua and the 'Flying in the Clouds' Sima Nan, the two of them were busy clasping their fists to Jiang Shuyuan to show friendship.

Jiang Shuyuan's gaze fell on Luan Tianbao's face again, waved his hand, and shook his head helplessly, "You are all great heroes who stand up to the sky, but it's a pity that the prodigal son was born poor, and the people he came into contact with were all ninth-rate people in the market, friends in the six doors, and the prodigal son couldn't climb high." ”

"Jiang Daxia," Luan Tianbao took a step forward and stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Shuyuan, and said with a heavy face; "This patrol has long admired the prestige of the hero, and this time I came to Luoyang, Zhongzhou, because something big happened here soon, and the Demon Palace and Waiyi colluded to make a big move, and indeed because of the seriousness of the situation, this patrol had to join hands with the hero to conspire for righteousness." ”

Jiang Shu was willing to listen to what he said seriously, so he had to stop and ask, "If you have anything to say, Mr. Luan might as well tell him bluntly." ”

Luan Tianbao suddenly laughed and said, "Intersect with the prodigal son, if there is no wine, it is not interesting, this patrol has prepared wine in one place, let's talk while drinking." ”

Jiang Shuyuan nodded in agreement and said, "Please!" and went around the forest with Mr. Luan and the three tigers.

The next day, as soon as the sky was transparent, Jian Nanhong had already woken up, turned over and got up very casually and looked at Jiang Shuyuan's bed, the bed was empty, and the quilt cover was neatly folded, indicating that Jiang Shuyuan did not come back all night.

Jian Nanhong shook his head, and blamed him in his heart, "This guy is good at everything, but he can't let go of women, women, is it really so unbearable?"

Jian Nanhong sat cross-legged on his bed, and used his skills to pass the meridian acupoints of Zhou Tian for a while, and then got up.

Jian Nanhong walked down to the second floor of the inner courtyard and came to the lobby on the first floor, wanting to look for Jiang Shuyuan after using it too early.

The two sturdy men, but dressed as servants, stepped forward and saluted Jian Nanhong, "Greetings to my son, my son-in-law is invited!"

Jian Nanhong looked at the two servant men, who looked unfamiliar, and couldn't help asking, "Who is your son-in-law?"

The servant replied with a smile on his face, "My son-in-law is the son of Mengdi who met with the son-in-law in the Dragon and Tiger Villa, and now that he has arrived in Luoyang City, he is anxious to see the son-in-law. ”

Jian Nanhong had a good impression of those grassland children, so he made a gesture with his hand to please lead the way, and then walked out of the Xinghualou Inn with the two servants, crossed several avenues, turned into two alleys, and came to an old compound, and the servant pointed to the old compound and said happily, "Son, here, this is what the son-in-law has just rented." After saying that, he hurriedly ran into the door to report.

The courtyard house is slightly old, but the inside is simple and quiet, giving people a quiet and tranquil feeling, Mundy has already stood in the atrium to greet each other, the two met after a noisy cold, they came to the back hall of the courtyard house.

There were a few plates of breakfast on a large round table in the back hall, and Mondy gave in with courtesy, "It's very presumptuous to bother in the morning, I think Jian Gongzi must not have entered the breakfast yet, please!"

Jian Nanhong was also not polite, and said, "Brother Mengtai, please!" and sat down with Meng Di and had breakfast together.

Earlier, the servant offered fragrant tea again, and at this time, Butu, who looked like a master with a beard, also entered the hall to greet Jian Nanhong.

The three of them chatted about the customs and customs of Luoyang City in the Central Plains and anecdotes about the rivers and lakes while sipping tea, and chatted for a while, and everyone seemed to be very opportunistic, no longer restrained, just like old friends for many years.

Meng Di saw that he and Jian Nanhong were more casual, and suddenly clenched his fists to Jian Nanhong and said: "Among the four princes of the first rank of the Middle Earth martial arts, the son has opened his eyes in the Dragon and Tiger Villa, the son is handsome and beautiful, it is really talented and beautiful, looking at the middle of the world, ancient and modern are incomparable, I heard that the son is also known as the Feng Nanxiu, and the embroidery talent in the chest is also a branch of the South Sky, and the uniqueness is incomparable, it is the name of the person, the name is more obvious, just like the snow-white horses on our grassland, there is one thing in the next, want to take the liberty of driving the son?"

Jian Nanhong hugged his fists and said modestly, "Meng Gongzi has won the award, the student has no ink on his chest, and he has no half volume in his abdomen, but he is loved by friends in the rivers and lakes, and he is famous, but if he is entrusted by Meng Gongzi, he will do his best." ”

Butu interjected beside him, "Nanxiu depicts the fame of the Feng Gongzi as a drought and thunder, not only has he and my son-in-law admired for a long time, this trip to Middle-earth, I have to get acquainted with the son, but my son-in-law is eager for a wish, and the things entrusted by my son-in-law are probably none other than the son." ”

Jian Nanhong smiled and said, "The students and the two of them are both involved in the rivers and lakes, so it doesn't hurt to tell us if you have anything to say." ”

Meng Di pondered for a moment, his face seemed to be embarrassed, and he was still at the mercy of Jian Nanhong, "The first time we met, it was really difficult to talk about it, but this matter is very important, before I said it, there was an undeserved request, I want to climb the sword boy, and the sword boy to form a brother Jinlan, push the four respects and eight worships, according to our Mongolian words, it is to form a safe answer, from now on life and death together, treat each other with all sincerity, I don't know if the sword boy will appreciate his face?"

"This ......" Jian Nanhong was speechless for a while, feeling that this matter had come too hastily, and his thoughts were racing in his heart; 'This Meng Di is heroic, bold and arrogant, and has a rigorous and upright bearing, he is really a generation of Tianjiao heroes, and it is naturally worth intersecting with him, but after all, he is a foreign Mongolian, and he doesn't know much, I don't know if he has other intentions......' Thinking of this, he replied with a shirk;" Thanks to the love of the son, the students have dry sleeves, no virtue and incompetence, and this brother matter, once kowtowed, will have no regrets and no regrets for life, in the humble opinion of students, we still know more about each other, and we can discuss it again in the future. ”

When Mondy heard this, he laughed, secretly admiring the other party's caution in his heart, and after laughing, his face was calm as usual, and he didn't mean to be a mustard at all, these sons and daughters who lived on horseback on the prairie had a mind as broad as the prairie.

Seeing this, the layout said to Jian Nanhong, "Sword Prince, in fact, my son is the prince of the Northern Desert, he can take a fancy to the son, not insulting the son at all, and my son is married to Jinlan, that is, half of the Northern Desert belongs to you, of course, the son is the best man in the world, and he disdains wealth and luxury, but with my son's character and martial arts, he is commensurate with the brothers of the sword son, and it is still balanced and equal." ”

Jian Nanhong hurriedly explained, "Meng Gongzi is the Tianjiao prince of the desert eagle shooting, the hero among the people, and the world's martial arts and strategy make the students greatly admire, but it's just ......"

"Everything depends on fate," Mundy interrupted them with a wave of his hand, "The gentleman is not reluctant, Nanxiu Gongzi is right, this matter of righteousness and worship alliance is to be more thorough on both sides, Lu Yao knows the horsepower, and sees the hearts of the people over time, I think as long as there is fate, I will definitely worship the brotherhood with the sword boy." ”

Jian Nanhong had another thought in his heart: "Heroes cherish heroes, in fact, I also respect you as a character, maybe you find another time to mention this matter, maybe I will agree, no, I just had an unpleasant quarrel with the prodigal son for a woman, and even cut off my robe, although I no longer care about it in my heart, but it is uncomfortable in the end......

Mundy took a sip of tea and said solemnly;" This trip to the Central Plains, out of the recovery of the lost ancestors left behind the lonely products, in addition to getting acquainted with some of the Central Plains of the strange people, the sword son can know, and now the rise of the Jin descendants of the Manchu Qing people have dominated the northeast, your Ming Dynasty since the Ningyuan War, has lost a large area of the city outside the pass, the Qing soldiers have supported the Shanhaiguan, at the same time I Mongolia desert territory also fell under the Manchu iron hooves, Mongolia has been in alliance with your Ming Dynasty, while attacking the Manchu Qing, alas, unfortunately also failed, this son this southern tour of the Central Plains, is to ask for help in the Central Plains to plan a strange strategy, so that in the next can burst out of the counterattack, recover the lost territory, protect my Mongolia, this son and your Central Plains are the same enemy. ”

After hearing this, Jian Nanhong understood the intention of his trip to the Central Plains, and admired him even more in his heart for loving his family, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "The Qing soldiers can be so rampant, and it is also because the king of our dynasty is mediocre and suspicious, even if the treacherous eunuch party takes power, so that the commander of my dynasty who restrained the Qing soldiers is killed, but for the deployment of troops and generals, siege and plunder, or field warfare, the students do not know anything about the strategy of using troops, and they can't help. ”

"No," said Mundi's eyes flashed, with a slight surprise, "you can help me, although you and I have not yet been able to become brothers, but this son believes in you." After speaking, he turned his head to Butu and ordered, "Zhantu, please take a look at the sword boy!"

"Master, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. Butu replied hesitantly.

"If you want to be instigated, this son will make an exception today and change the rules of the royal family, go quickly!" said Mundi.

Butu turned around and entered the inner room, and after a while, he walked out with a picture scroll in both hands, carefully flattened it on the round table, the picture scroll unfolded, but it was broken in half in the middle, and he carefully pieced together the two halves, this picture scroll was the 'Hanjiang Map' retrieved from the Dragon and Tiger Villa.

Butu respectfully explained to Jian Nanhong, "Nanxiu Gongzi Mo Duoxin, according to the regulations of my Mongolian royal family, this picture scroll is not allowed to outsiders to pass the purpose, because you and my master have become brothers, and my master has broken the rules of the royal family by doing so now." ”

Jian Nanhong couldn't help but cast a glance at Meng Di, only to see him looking at himself with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart, thinking that he was also a generation of Jianghu children, and Ziyi's life was heroic and dry, and after all, he was a prince of a family, but he admired himself like a guest, never showed a trace of arrogance, and did not hesitate to break the royal family rules and rely on himself. ’

The picture of the Hanjiang River is complete, showing in the eyes, when the Wozhu monk once died for it, the Dragon and Tiger Heroes also lost their confidants because of it, they could have become their best friends, but they ended up turning against each other, Nanxiu Gongzi looked at the whole picture, mixed feelings, what is the mystery of this picture......?

Just listen to Mondy's explanation;" This Hanjiang map is the only book of my royal collection, and later transferred to the Alondo Upper House for safekeeping, that is, I want to borrow the martial arts of the Upper House to protect it, although it is stored in the Upper Court, but none of the monks in the upper house dare to peek at it half an eye, the Hanjiang map is mysterious and mysterious, unfathomable, this son and Butu have not closed their eyes for two days and nights, but it is difficult to capture the slightest trace of it, I want to be a generation of Nanxiu talents of the Sword Gongzi, talented and intelligent, erudite, naturally better than this son a hundred times, so I beg the Sword Gongzi to help peek at the mystery and point out the maze. ”

Jian Nanhong stood up and nodded, his heart was to sincerely unravel the secrets of the scroll for the Mongols, one was moved by their sincerity, and the other was also curious, wanting to dissect the secrets on the scroll, he instructed Mundi, "Please prepare a quiet room, move this picture into the quiet room, and the students will dare to try it." ”

Butu immediately went to prepare as instructed, and after a while, he turned back and bowed to Jian Nanhong and waved his hand, "Sword Gongzi, please!" After speaking, he carefully rolled up the scroll on the round table, held it in his hand, and led the way in front.

Jian Nanhong and Meng Di followed Butu to a quiet room in the inner hall, the quiet room is square and spacious, the window is wide open, the light is bright, the ground is covered with Mongolian woven thick wool blanket, the Hanjiang map is spread on the wool blanket on the ground, the whole picture is one zhang long, six feet wide, much more intuitive and detailed than tiled on the round table, there is a coffee table in the corner, there are tea bowls and wine bottles on the coffee table, wine glasses, and there is an ancient bronze incense burner on the side, burning agarwood incense, green smoke curling, and the room exudes a rich fragrance.

Jian Nanhong walked into the quiet room, knelt cross-legged in front of the Hanjiang map, phoenix eyes carefully looked at the picture scroll, his eyes were wise, and his eyes stayed on the picture for a long time.

Mundy also knelt cross-legged behind Jian Nanhong, holding his breath and waiting quietly.

After a long time, Jian Nanhong analyzed; The fabric of this picture is snow jade silk, selected from the origin of Hangzhou in the Central Plains, the top grades of the past dynasties are tributes to the imperial court, from the color of the silk surface and the fading degree of the ink, this picture should last for one or two hundred years, from the pen force hand to carefully observe, the ink is rough and transparent silk, it should be from the hand of a man, the pen road is strong, the ribs are quite like the cangzhi pole, the painter is old and capable, should be in the year of not being confused, from the near eye of the cangpole bald branch to the hazy mountains in the distance, the shade of ink is appropriate, smooth and natural, so the number of milli blades and the attainment of the wrist and arm strength have reached the round realm of rigidity and softness。 ”

After a pause, Jian Nanhong said again: "The withered trees and bald branches on the painting, the style is tough and robust, it is a copy of the 'crab claw' technique of Li Cheng, a master of the Northern Song Dynasty landscape, and the artistic conception of the landscape is a bit of a copy of the 'smoke wave fishing picture' of the corner of the horse, but it is only accompanied by the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Zongyuan' Jiang Xue's poems, the artistic conception is more subtle and far-reaching, in general, the painter is full of brush, rough and majestic, and the spirit is far-reaching, when Ran Er makes this picture, it seems that his chest is full of murderous spirit, and he can feel it from the depression artistic conception on the painting and the strength of the dead trees and bald branches, so the painter is arrogant and arrogant, and should be a person with the same status as Meng Gongzi, or it should be a general who wields a sword and leaps on a horse, commanding thousands of troops......"

Hearing this, Meng Di couldn't help but clap his hands and exclaimed, "Sure enough, it is a generation of Nanxiu, and it is peeled off layer by layer, this painting was once made by our ancestors, and the ancestors were Wang Shuai who commanded thousands of armies. ”

Butu, who was standing on the side, had a look of amazement in his eyes, and his mouth was full of surprise.

Jian Nanhong fell into thought again, sometimes pacing back and forth in the room, sometimes examining the picture from all angles, and muttering.

Feng Mu carefully saw the whole picture for a long time, from the painting technique style and the use of the brush, the artistic conception and the meaning of the poem, carefully scrutinized, there is no special deep meaning and hidden place, just a little strange, the fish rod is not lightly lifted, a stroke and waved into a straight line, is actually into a curved and curved, is the painter's ingenious and ingenious idea, has shown the simple flavor, or has another far-reaching hint?......

After a long time, Jian Nanhong said leisurely, in a solemn tone, "This picture is made when the ancestor Wang Shuai encountered some great changes, his will was depressed, or he came to the big war in person, and he was unable to save the defeat, and he saw that the general trend was gone, decadent and wrong, and all thoughts were lost......"

Meng Di was extremely excited, and immediately interrupted Jian Nanhong's words, "Gongzi has good eyesight, the ancestor was the king of Jin at the end of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty who invaded Middle Earth, and led his troops to guard Shanxi and northern Henan, when your Ming Dynasty Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang's army marched westward, the Yuan Dynasty collapsed, and the ancestor of the Jin Dynasty also died under the spear of your Ming Dynasty's fierce handsome 6,000-year-old Chang Yuchun, according to the records of the lower royal palace, this picture of the cold river was made under such circumstances at that time. ”

Jian Nanhong sighed, "Meng Gongzi made the ancestors see that the century-old foundation was ruined, and he sighed with emotion, and sent his thoughts on the empty cold white flocculent, which is also in general reason, so this picture is sealed in the royal family as the true handwriting of the ancestors, and it is a unique product of your Mongolian history, but as a painting skill attainment, it is difficult to occupy the top spot compared with the masters of my Danqing family in China in Wenxuan Hanlin, and as a legacy of Wang Shuai who dominated Middle Earth, its value is even more difficult to estimate. ”

Mundi nodded incessantly, and then said, "The ancestor once left a last word, saying that this map has a great effect on the revitalization of Mongolia, and the royal family members of the early dynasties have also consulted it, and they can't see any clues, so they sealed it in the palace, and later entrusted it to the Alondo Upper House, and now Mongolia has reached the most critical moment, and the family teacher Pain Zen Master ordered this picture to be used, which may have some effect on saving the current situation." ”

Jian Nanhong glanced at Meng Di before he said; Yes, the ancestors have good intentions, the students have understood the sonorous rhyme of the Jin Ge Iron Horse in the artistic conception of the cold silence on the picture, this picture can indeed make you have thousands of troops, a counterattack, and regain the lost territory, the students can analyze it like this, when the ancestors once hid a treasure, the mysteries and mysteries it hid are all on the Hanjiang map, the ancestor's wish is that his descendants can use this treasure to requisition thousands of troops and horses, save the nation in times of crisis, or sweep the Central Plains again, may be due to the sudden outbreak of the emergency at that time, he died without leaving a complete will, Meng Gongzi now wants to use this treasure as military expenses to defend his hometown and nation, students support you......”

When Jian Nanhong said this, his sword eyebrows were tightly locked, his eyes flashed with essence, and he paused for a while before he muttered a deep breath and said, "Let the ancestors strategize, worthy of the demeanor of the king, making this picture is really a scheming, ingenuity, the artistic conception contained in the flat hidden strange, thoughtful, empty and far-reaching, so that people rely on the artistic conception of the picture and the poems The more they think, the more they feel endless, the more tempting thoughts are intricate and chaotic, and they go astray...... In fact, the mystery and mystery of the whole picture is in a fishing word, but to solve the mystery of this word, it is not two or three days of short-term effort, because other ways of water and fire drugs are basically excluded, otherwise Wozhu Jushi and Longhu Villa have already cracked it out, with all due respect to the student, the student has recently had a grudge between Jiang Brother Tai and Tianweimen, and after the student dealt with this matter, he had no worries, and then continued to help Meng Gongzi crack this picture. ”

Prince Meng Di was outspoken, without any city government, and revealed such a major secret and inventory of the royal family, it is enough to see that he has regarded Jian Nanhong as a brother, Jian Nanhong was deeply moved, although he did not promise him to worship Jin Lan just now, but in his heart he already regarded him as a brother, and at the same time he was thinking: "If you can help him rise north to the desert, the Qing people will definitely transfer troops to take care of it, and the Qing troops in Tunji Shanhaiguan will inevitably be weakened, and the threat to the border passes of our Ming Dynasty will be reduced." ’

Meng Di's face was full of sincere gratitude, and he hurriedly comforted, "Sword Gongzi is not in a hurry, I also know that Gongzi and Jiang Daxia have recently had a major event with Tianweimen, and it is difficult to be distracted, today is just to give Jian Gongzi a look, and we will discuss it in the future, Gongzi generously helped, great kindness, this Gongzi must be unforgettable, if there is any dispatch in the appointment of Tianweimen, despite the order, this Gongzi and his party will go to the soup and fire, and they will never frown." ”

Jian Nanhong smiled and replied, "This matter is not bothering Gongzi Meng, the covenant of Tianweimen may involve the Shaolin faction, Meng Gongzi and the others are not from the Central Plains after all, if they offend the Shaolin faction, although the Central Plains is large, Meng Gongzi and the others may not be able to move forward." ”

Before he knew it, it was almost noon, and Buttu looked at the sky, went out to arrange for a while, and then turned back, and with a look of surprise on his face, he whispered in Mundy's ear for a while.

When Meng Di heard this, he was overjoyed, turned around and grabbed Jian Nanhong's arm and shouted, "Let's go!" Jian Gongzi went to drink, and another brother of Ben Gongzi came from Mongolia to see you. ”

Meng Di took Jian Nanhong's arm and came to a side hall, where a table of sumptuous delicacies had been prepared on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Meng Di and Jian Nanhong sat down as the chief of honor, and Butu sat next to him.