Chapter 19 The mountain rain is coming

"My concubine gave birth to a child, and I'm not here until now..." Xiao Xuan sighed in her heart. Before she opened her mouth, Rong Hui has refused for her: "Don't go!" He breathed smoothly and was full of breath, and the sound of three words was like a bell, which scared Xiaojuan.

Xiaojuan stepped back two steps and looked at Xiaoxuan. Rong Hui advised Xiaoxuan again: "You are not sister Yao. Why do you go out to accompany the guests!"

There are a lot of visitors on the mountain these days, and the visitors are rich or noble. And which female disciple who can stay on the mountain is not smart? Most of them come from poor families. Naturally, some people want to fly to the branches and realize a dream of wealth. The Qin brothers were afraid that Wanrong would be abducted and would not leave. Wan Rong was so talkative that the two brothers could only bravely accompany her.

Rong Hui followed these three people, either hearing that "who is who" has been accepted by "who who", or "who who who" has decided to "who who" family. After a few days, the head is getting bigger. But I don't know for whom, a nameless fire rose in my heart. At this time, after practicing his fists and feet, his body and mind were more comfortable, and a heart fire spread on Xiaoxuan's head.

He speaks loudly and swears, which sounds more like swearing. Xiaojuan was not afraid of being too high when watching the play and retreated aside with a smile. Xiaoxuan was stunned at first, and then became angry: "What are you talking about?" Liu frowned deeply and pointed to Rong Hui and asked, "Try it again!"

Rong Hui used to be afraid that Xiaoxuan would kill him, so he flattered him everywhere. Now that I have achieved success in practicing, although I can't beat her, I feel more than enough to save my life, and I feel bold in my heart. Thinking of what I just said, although it has passed, the mountain gate is indeed not a quiet place. At present, I don't want to argue with her. I hummed and left.

"You stop!" Xiaoxuan was also anxious: "Let's make it clear!" An arrow rushed up and reached out to buckle Rong Hui's wrist.

A nameless fire rose from the bottom of Rong Hui's heart: "If you want to go, I didn't stop you. Who wants to quarrel with you!" There is no need to stop by her, but she doesn't look back, let alone ignore her.

Xiaojuan couldn't help laughing when she saw two people pulling and pulling. Another angry, as if nothing had happened, the bull hit the horn - he quickly went up to persuade him, "What are you doing? Separate quickly. Do you still want to fight?" First of all, Rong Hui: "You too. Do you talk like this?" He also advised Xiaoxuan: "He doesn't want you to go, and he can't erase it. Why did you get into the horns?"

Xiaoxuan shook off Rong Hui's hand, hummed softly, and turned around. The two ignored each other back to back and still stood still. One who taught himself martial arts, he actually insulted himself, and it was difficult to calm down. Another thought, "She is a pure and jade girl. Even if she is easy and hateful, I can protect you for the rest of your life. Why do you have to drill into that miasma?"

When Xiaojuan saw that the two froze again, she couldn't help crying in her heart: "That's the son of the government. Others can't ask for it. What if there is no personal reception here?" The sunset is getting dark, and my heart is getting annoyed. I don't have the patience to fight with them anymore. I also sink my face and ask, "My words have been brought. If you want to go, give me a letter!"

Xiao Xuan responded in a low voice: "You let Elder Zhao go!" The voice was cold and looked very disdainful. After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left. Xiaojuan didn't expect her to make such an arrangement. She was afraid that it would be angry, and asked her again, "Are you really going to let Elder Zhao go?"

Xiaoxuan looked solemn and said coldly, "They are all flies and are all pervasive. Can you prevent them?" He stepped forward and drew his sword and walked straight to Xifeng.

Xiaojuan got the right letter and no longer wanted to be angry with them. She said, "I'll go first" and trotted away. Rong Hui felt that she was talking to herself. Since she opened her mouth first, she could not be stingy. What's more, the situation on the mountain is delicate now, and it is all supported by her alone, and the two should not be angry. Thinking of this, I couldn't help shouting "Sister" and turned around to chase after her.

Two people's minds and slow down side by side. One felt that although it was not yet time to make peace, he didn't ask. He was obviously indifferent. Do he still have to speak first? The other felt that if she asked, she wouldn't say anything, so there was no need to add a gap.

The sunset on the west peak is over, and the sun shines brightly, which is just right for watching the scenery. The two's breath was gentle, and the spiritual platform became clear. Suddenly, they found that the clouds were sparse. Although there were thousands of changes, they were not in a hurry, as if they had their own way. The heart moved casually, as if it had flown into the sky and melted together until the sunset was silent.

Rong Hui looked up at the sky and saw the stars shining, and felt that the world was even smaller. He took a deep breath and asked directly, "What do you want me to do!"

Xiao Xuan answered more simply: "Practice martial arts!" The tone is calm and he doesn't say a word. She is alone, but he still has parents and brothers, so she can't let him gamble with her.

"I'll take you back!" Rong Hui still didn't ask much and reached out to take Xiaoxuan's hand. The little hand moved gently, the palm of the hand was opposite, and ten fingers were tightly clasped together. As if this, he was given the greatest comfort and sustenance. At the beginning of the lunar new year, the two of them face the moonlight and walk down the mountain side by side, taking only two green shadows.

The more serious the human condition in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, he can't speak. Thirteen supervisors discussed again and began to jointly manage Shanmen. Xiaoxuan saw that the elders had reached an agreement, so he took the initiative to hand over the common affairs and ordered his subordinates: "Fully cooperation." He took Xiaoyue and Xiaojuan to serve the "Insurgible Pavilion" every day, and accompanied Rong Hui to practice martial arts in his spare time.

Elder Zhao was the chief and sent Lu Xiaocheng to preside over the affairs. Lu Xiaocheng learned the last lesson and acted step by step, and his style became more and more stable. Although you can't act rashly, all affairs are running as usual.

The weather is getting cooler, and it is the eighth day of June in a blink of an eye. The surrounding officials and princes gathered up the mountain for the "full moon" of Sun Qing, the governor of Cheng. Among them are Wangsun Guixuan, who has issued the "five services" and the prince Shixun, who has been deposed for many years.

Mrs. Chen was flattered: "Who is doing bad things? If it reaches Tianjia's ears..." She didn't dare to think about it. That night, she made an appointment with Mrs. Tian and Han to discuss: "We are here to escape the summer heat, but we are not here to cause trouble!"

The two ladies agreed repeatedly and ordered people to pack up the cages and prepare the carriages and horses overnight. The next day, as soon as the mountain gate opened, we went back home together. Xiaoxuan took Xiaoyue and Xiaojuan and sent the three wives down the mountain. When Mrs. Chen looked at her again, she couldn't help but show some sympathy. He stuffed her with a purse and whispered, "Good boy, if you are in trouble in the future, come to me!" The voice is gentle and very sincere.

The purse is embroidered with gold silk and decorated with jade tassels, which is very beautiful. Xiaoxuan took it with both hands, and his palm sank, and it turned out to be a bag of golden beans. She was inexplicably grateful and bowed to help Mrs. Chen get into the carriage. When the pedestrians dissipated and the dust dissipated, they turned back to the mountain.

On the mountain road, the three of them walked side by side, and they couldn't help sighing. Xiaojuan stretched out her purse and teased Xiaoxuan: "Mrs. Chen is really careful. This is to add a box for my senior sister in advance! Look at this weight, it's not even a catty!"

At that time, it was a marriage custom. Before the woman got married, her relatives and friends gave gifts, which was called adding boxes. Xiaoxuan blushed and scolded: "Nonsense, bring it!" With that, she reached out to grab it, and Xiaojuan stepped out of the way. The two chased and fled and went straight up the mountain.

Xiaoyue was scared into a cold sweat: "She is a very calm person. When will she be so frivolous in front of people? The situation is really bad, and she has lost her composure!" If you hold Xiaoxuan again at this time, won't it be more suspicious? With a sigh, he simply became capricious and greeted with a smile, "Let me see, what is it?" I picked up my skirt and caught up with it.

Although there are also ladies in the hairpin family, there is no appearance of the three public houses. Seeing them leave, they also picked up their families on the mountain and said goodbye to them one after another. In two or three days, the visitors left one after another, leaving only scholars and rangers to play on the mountain.

The mountain gate has returned to calm, and all affairs are as usual. The new disciples were happy, but the old people on the mountain thought to each other: "In previous years, people followed the weather, but this year it was neither cold nor hot. Why is this person fixed? After a while, they all came, and then they all left!" I can't help but feel uneasy.

This afternoon, the scorching sun was dazzling, the east wind was just right, and the room was particularly cool. It happened that Rong Hui and Wan Rong were on duty again. One lazily packed brown sugar, and the other lay on the counter and dozed off. Several waves of people hurried over and suddenly a girl in a blue dress came in. She looks beautiful and usually likes to laugh, but at this time her face is pale and her soulless.

Wanrong was in a daze. When he saw someone coming in, he first pushed out a bag of brown sugar, and felt that the atmosphere was different. He opened his eyes and saw that she was completely blank. He quickly asked her, "What's the matter?" With that, he helped her sit down.

Rong Hui turned around and saw Ling Yue, who was going up the mountain with him, so he poured her a cup of hot tea. Lingyue drank the tea and exhaled a breath of heat before his face regained his blood color. He took another sip and said timidly, "Sister Wanrong... Fangqin just hanged!"

Rong Hui knows Fangqin. She is a third-class deacon in the "guest hall". She is plump and outstanding. She is the first female disciple. Even a smile, anger and anger always attract countless attention. Naturally, she was the first to know that the two lived in the same hospital.

Wan Rong was shocked and asked, "Didn't she follow the prince of Cheng? Last month..." After a pause, I was sure that I remember correctly, and then continued to say, "On the 15th of last month, when I went to the medicine garden to collect medicinal materials, I saw them traveling in the mountains with their arms! I heard that their family even received the gift money. Didn't they take her down the mountain?

Rong Hui sneered in his heart: "Who dares to take people down the mountain with such a big noise on the mountain?" Ling Yue whispered, "I went down the mountain with her the day before yesterday. She quietly went to see Lang Zhong and was distracted when she came back." She took a sip of hot tea and whispered, "I'll just tell you, don't say it!"

"If there is no symptom, it is a famous festival!" Wan Rong sighed sadly and asked her, "Are you here to get the medicinal herbs?"

If a disciple dies, he will inevitably notify his family and jointly deal with the aftermath. In midsummer, the body is perishable. Only by cleaning it with medicinal herbs and suppressing it with ice can it be delayed for a few days. Ling Yue was afraid when she remembered and said timidly, "Rhubarb, saltpeter, Danpi, mint and so on, take care of it!"

Wanrong made a little calculation, took a pen with ink, and wrote: "One catty of liquor, half a catty of turpentine, one tael of alum, half a catty of garlic, half a catty of ginger, one tael of mint, one tael of saltpeter, one tael of Danpi, one tael of one tael, one tael of cloves,"

Rong Hui's dark medicine, along with scratching the medicine. Wan Rong finished writing, and Rong Hui just finished it, and told Ling Yue: "The pine oil has to go to the warehouse to get it, and ginger and garlic have to go to the kitchen!" With that, he packed it and finally hugged the jar and burned the knife for her.

Wanrong rarely took the initiative to take leisure and asked: "I'll help you get it." Lift up the wine jar and turn around and go out. Ling Yue bowed her head and thanked her. Lift the medicine bag and go out with her.

The dream of youth is good, and the beauty is thin, how can't it be gloomy? Rong Hui sighed and thought it had been revealed, but two days after, two more female disciples were killed. They are all guest disciples, and they are usually gorgeous. There was an ups and down the mountain.

The parents of the three families gathered hundreds of relatives, brought coffin wreaths, and cried at the gate of the mountain to get justice. It is rare for Jianghu to see the lively scene and help build momentum one after another. The major factions contributed to the flames and successively issued letters condemning, or "forcing good people to become prostitutes", or "slooses to kill people". Some good people found out Elder Zhao's old background and criticized them: "Those who sell meat and slaughter dogs are difficult to change their nature, which makes creation ashamed!"

While sending Lu Xiaocheng to negotiate with the parents of the three families, Elder Zhao defended the famous parties. At the foot of the mountain, you have to take care of food and shelter, and you are not human inside and outside. He was so angry that he simply offered a reserve price of 1,000 taels for Lu Xiaocheng to think about it again.

Life is like this, how can it not make people sad and angry? Before the fire fell, Rong Hui dated Xiaoxuan to practice martial arts as usual. When he met her, he scolded her: "You toss three dead people like this. Are you immoral!"

Xiaoxuan wears a snow silk vest and narrow-sleeved gauze. Lotus petal short skirt, phoenix-tailed knee trousers, only wearing pearl earrings. The ground is surging, and the sweat is slightly steaming. The sun is faint, and the sunset glow is diffuse. Next to the stone on the top of the mountain, leaning on the sword, it is bright and touching.

"Real?" She didn't care and smiled, "I'm still looking forward to pissed him off!" My mind flashed, and suddenly I stared at Rong Hui and asked, "Do you dare to scold me?" Light and angry, gorgeous and unparalleled.

Rong Hui's heart melted, blushed, lowered his head, and took a secret breath: "Scold you, I'm going to beat you!" Raise your palm and pat Xiaoxuan's face. Forced by internal strength, the palm wind roared and covered her whole body. Move with your palm, ride the wind, and pat her straight on the chest.

"Good luck!" Xiaoxuan drifted away with the wind and waved her hand. The hilt of the sword was attracted, and the gold iron was sonorous, and it flew straight out of the box. She held the long sword, turned up in the air, and rushed back against the wind. The blade pointed down and stabbed Rong Hui. Taking advantage of the situation, light and elegant is a high-level move to break the inner family's mastery with extreme light skills.

"What a 'wind drill'!" Rong Hui laughed and raised his hand again. His palms are in the air, and the wind is roaring. Xiaoxuan floated straight down the mountain without falling in the wind. The clothes are flying, as if dancing in the air. The light of the sword flashes, which is even more amazing.