The cloud cliff rushed to the east of the canyon, and his heart was at a loss. He was looking for the traces of his younger brother Yuntian, but there was no clue. "It seems that I have to go back to Chong'an City to inquire. Thinking like this, Yun Ya determined the direction and quickened his pace towards Chong'an City.

When he was about to arrive at the gate of Chong'an, Yunya found a Confucian figure moaning on the side, wailing and wailing while constantly rubbing his ankle with his right hand. Probably a sprain, Yun Ya resolutely stepped forward to condole.

"Hey, I was careless, I tripped over the big rock over there, and I didn't think I would hurt my muscles and bones...... the man said in a trembling voice, slowly raised his head, and then revealed the scarred face under the felt hat, and Yun Ya looked at each other stunned: "You...... Sir, the Confucian scholar who told the story at the inn?"

The scarface Confucian was stunned for a moment, and he shouldn't have asked, "Shaoxia, have you heard me tell the story?"

"Sir's "Old Things in the City of the Five Kingdoms" is indeed touching! Yun stopped outside the inn the day before yesterday and was fortunate to hear a paragraph, but unfortunately there was something important at the time, and he left in a hurry, but he didn't know how to ...... next" Yun Ya raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and said: "Look at this sky, I'm afraid there will be a heavy rain, why don't I help you into the city to rest first?"

Scarface thanked him, stood up with the help of Cloud Cliff, exhaled deeply, and staggered towards the city gate......

Yesterday was still full of wind and rain in the city, and everyone closed their doors, but today it is a different scene, and the prosperity and liveliness of the past have reappeared. The residents of Chong'an seem to have become accustomed to this kind of situation, as if the weather here is cloudy and unpredictable.

Chong'an City Street.

A dashing and handsome white-clothed knight supported a poor Confucian with a scar on his face, and the two slowly walked towards the Chong'an Inn. As soon as he crossed the threshold of the inn, Yun Ya caught the embarrassed look on Confucius's face, and asked softly, "Does it hurt badly?" If you hold on, you will be able to rest immediately. ”

"It doesn't hurt too much. It's just that...... I don't have much on me, I can't afford to stay in a room here......"

Yun Ya smiled indifferently: "It's okay!" After that, he went straight to the counter and asked for two guest rooms, and after paying the money, he helped Confucius to one of them to rest, and then hurriedly went downstairs to ask the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, have you seen a woman in white and a man holding a silver flute staying in a hotel or haunting the neighborhood in recent days? ”

The shopkeeper's eyes rolled when he heard this, as if he remembered something, and then he clasped his arms on his chest and squinted his beard, looking like a full profiteer.

"Hmm...... Like...... A little impressed...... Hmmm......"

Seeing this, Yun Ya immediately understood, took out the only remaining silver on his body and spread it on the counter, staring at the shopkeeper with bright eyes, just waiting for him to answer. The shopkeeper has obviously been rolling on the rivers and lakes for many years, and he does not show any emptiness, looking at such a little silver in front of him, his disdainful expression jumps on his face. Yun Ya's face was already angry, and he was trying not to attack, and after taking a deep breath, he said: "One of the two rooms I booked will be refunded, and the silver will be refunded to you!"

The shopkeeper was obviously not satisfied with the result, and wondered if he could get more money. I saw that his lips were pursed, and he said lazily: "I just had some impressions, but ...... Suddenly I can't remember it again...... Why don't you go upstairs and rest first, and I'll tell you to go when I think of it. As he spoke, he took the money from the counter into the drawer.

This moment made Yun Ya almost angry, and his clenched fists were about to smash over, but he finally endured it and threw his sleeves back to the room. Yun Ya pinned all his hopes on the shopkeeper, so he swallowed his anger all the time, but he already had an idea in his heart, if the black-hearted shopkeeper didn't say anything, he would have to use some means......

When Yun Ya returned to the room, he saw three danqing on the table, and the scar-faced Confucian was lying in front of the painting to take a closer look. Yunya looked closely, but found that the content of these three danqing is very strange: each painting has a jade hand in the center, and there is a crescent-shaped stone carving on the top, except for these two parts are exactly the same, the other parts of the three danqing are different in style: one is a painting of a small building in the mountains, one is a painting of a village by the stream, and one is dark, I don't know which tribe's sacrificial ceremony is depicted.

Yun Ya was attracted by these three paintings, and lost his mind for a while, and then remembered his younger brother Yun Tian, who also loved calligraphy and painting, and his eyes gradually dimmed. The scarface Confucian in front of the painting also noticed the cloud cliff in a daze by the door, and called out: "Young man?...... Young Heroes ?......"

After calling several times, Yun Ya came to his senses, and then sighed, walked to the table and sat down, and said, "Alas...... In fact, I returned to Chong'an this time to find out about my brother. He originally studied painting in Fuzhou, and he was talented, but he didn't want to be bewitched by demons, so he came here to ......" Yun Ya paused for a moment and continued: "Now I don't know where to go. When I saw these pictures of Mr., I couldn't help but think of him...... "As he spoke, his eyes were wet, which shows the status of Yuntian in his heart!"

Scarface Confucian is also a heart-to-heart, and he will not be willing, although he has the ambition to become a good Danqing, but he has repeatedly failed, and all kinds of encounters are narrated. Although it is a half-truth and a half-truth, the Confucian words are full of true feelings, which resonates with Deyunya.

Scarface Confucianism showed a look of interest, sighed, and said: "Originally, I went north this time to participate in the selection test of the painter of the Hanlin Academy held in Duanjiazhuang, Wenzhou, but unfortunately I was cheated, so I had to tell stories all the way to save some money. Today, when I was wandering around the suburbs of the city, I broke my foot again, and now I can't even walk well, so what kind of exams are we talking about...... Ay...... I think I'll forget it this year......"

The words "Hanlin Academy Painter Selection Examination" floated to his ears, and Yunya immediately lifted his spirits. He thought that this was originally his brother's ambition, and although his younger brother had gone astray, he had aspired to become a painter since he was a child, and he should not give up this wish easily. "Maybe you can meet him there!"

When Yun Ya thought of this, there was a knock on the door.

But he said that the shopkeeper had been waiting downstairs for a long time, and he didn't see Yunya come to inquire again, knowing that he couldn't get more money from him, and then he thought that there seemed to be another person walking with him!

Yun Ya opened the door when he heard the sound, and saw the shopkeeper pretending to be running around, and said, "You want to find those two people, I can't even remember if I scratch my scalp." But seeing that you are also in a hurry, my old bones will be released, and I, more than 20 guys in the store, will put down all the work at hand, and ask you about the whereabouts of the woman in white and the young man in the streets and alleys...... Fortunately, I didn't lose my life, and I just found out...... But you see that the little ones have run all over the city, and I, as the boss, have to express it. The shopkeeper's mouth said, stretching out the fingers of his right hand and twisting, which means "You can pay some more leg money!"

Yun Ya immediately said angrily: "Didn't you give you money just now?!"

saw the shopkeeper's aggrieved face: "Hey...... It's not easy for us to do some business, you see that this Chong'an people are troublesome, and it is also a knife to lick blood if you find out the news......"

Yunya's disdain was staring at the tip of his eyebrows, and he was thinking about how to deal with it, but he heard the scarface Confucian on the side shouting impatiently: "Childe, my Danqing posthumous work of the previous dynasty, you only gave a hundred taels is too little...... Seeing that you are also short of money, I still won't sell it!" The shopkeeper knows this scar-faced Confucian student, he wanders here all day to tell stories, and he is expected to be a strange man with a strange treasure, plus Yunya is willing to spend a lot of money to open a room for him, and he thinks that the bid of one hundred taels is too little, all kinds of signs make the shopkeeper convinced: this scar-faced Confucian must have material, and the danqing on the table is a strange treasure.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper smiled secretly in his heart, pretending to be embarrassed and said, "Hey...... People are floating in the rivers and lakes, who doesn't have a tight hand, and the son is also a chivalrous person, and the people admire it tightly...... Otherwise, if there are items such as calligraphy and paintings, you can mortgage them in the store first, and the old man will pay some errands for you to the younger ones. If he passes by, it's okay to make up for it!" When the shopkeeper said the word "calligraphy and painting", his eyes and mouth were divided into the Danqing on the table for a moment, and when he saw Yunya turning around, he actually moved in uninvited, came to the central table, and swept the Danqing on the table with greedy eyes like foraging.

"Full of false benevolence and false righteousness!" Yun Ya scolded in his heart, the Danqing in Scarface Confucius's hand had been half pushed and half taken away on the spot, Yun Ya was just about to reach out to stop it, but when he saw Confucius, he shook his head with a look, meaning to let him go, and then he left by the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper ran out of the door as if he had picked up a treasure, and said loudly in the corridor: "They bought two horses at the post station in the afternoon and went to Wenzhou together." ”

"Wenzhou?Duanjiazhuang?!Could it be that Yuntian is going to participate in the selection test of the painter of the Hanlin Academy?" Yun Ya flashed a trace of joy in his heart, and then remembered that the Confucian Danqing was taken away by the shopkeeper, and he felt guilty in his heart, and clenched his fists and said: "Great grace is not grateful! When I finish my brother's business, I will definitely come to Chong'an again and redeem this painting!"

"It's a casual work, it's worthless! But it's just right to deal with this kind of person who sees money! Hahahahahaha......ha

Although Yun Ya felt that Confucianism's approach was a little capricious, he did not question it, and was full of gratitude, and proposed: "Since my brother wants to participate in the selection examination of Hanlin Academy painters, how about going to Duanjiazhuang in Wenzhou together? ”

"That's a good idea!" Scarface readily agreed.

On the day of the day, Yunya asked Scarface about his injuries and learned that he had healed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, because there was no silver to hire a carriage, and he might have to walk all the way. The two of them went out of the city together and were about to go in the direction of Wenzhou, but they saw a woman on the side of the road, looking at Yunya with affection, and he was a little uncomfortable. Yun Ya couldn't remember what he had to do with her for a while, so he left quickly. Unexpectedly, when the woman saw that Yunya was blind, she became anxious and shouted: "Childe, Xiaoqin, thank you for saving your life!"

Yun Ya suddenly realized when he heard this, and his impression became clear--the woman in front of him was the singer Xiaoqin who had been rescued in Wanchun Garden earlier! After Yun Ya recognized Xiaoqin, his brows immediately frowned: "Didn't I let you go away and never come back?...... Why are you back again? Although it is now calm in Chong'an City, there may still be some spies secretly watching, if someone recognizes you as the singer of the day, I will not be there at that time, I am afraid that you will not be able to protect your head!"

Xiaoqin was trained by Yunya like this, and the expectation on her face turned into a look of grievance, and she said, "Xiaoqin...... Xiaoqin dragged down the son...... But...... I don't know where to go...... I...... I'm afraid of ...... alone," he said, sobbing. Yun Ya didn't know how to comfort him for a while, and the three of them looked at each other, and the scene was extremely embarrassing.

Confucian Sheng observed the words and expressions on the side, and understood the relationship between the two slightly, and said comfortingly: "Our trip is to Wenzhou, some distance from here, Xiaoqin, if you are not afraid of hardship, and there is really nowhere to go, then go with us!"

Xiaoqin listened to Confucianism's invitation, just thinking about it, but because of the reserve of her daughter's family, it was inconvenient to agree directly, so she only lowered her eyebrows and wanted to say that she was ashamed, and the tears left by the sobbing were still hanging on her pretty face, and the girl's heart was crystal clear.

"Why don't we go, it's not early!" Confucius pulled a handful of Yunya, which was still in Mune, Yunya smiled at Xiaoqin, and the three of them walked in the direction of Wenzhou with discordant steps......