Chapter 130 Snowy lonely village, talk nonsense about the world!

The atmosphere in the wilderness was stagnant for a moment, and everything seemed to be static.

Song Yi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and his shock was not fixed. Zhan Peng looked at Xiao Leng, who was gradually released by a blood flower in his throat.

Du Qingyan, who was almost heartbreaking, now stiffly turned her head and looked at her master...

Everyone's movements were carried out silently. Only the autumn night was dull for a moment, and then he took his own steps and rushed from the gazebo to the dry grass... Half a body.

The green smoke in the gazebo saw Qiu Ye faint rushing out, so she was worried and chased him out. She was worried that the master would do something unfavorable to Song Yi in excitement, so she ran to Song Yi's side and quickly blocked half of Song Yi's body slightly.

However, in addition to the moment when Qiu Ye felt fierce and ran wildly, her whole body did not even have any murderous spirit at this moment. She knelt in the grass, stretched out her trembling hand to help Xiao Leng's body, and let the blood stain her hands dirty. There was no murderousness and hatred on her face, and some were just infinite. The desolate color...

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Song Yi and the other two went back on the road. On the way, Qingyan pleaded with Qiu Yeyin to walk with them, but Qiu Yeyin finally refused Du Qingyan's request, saying that he would scatter Xiao Leng's ashes into Liaoning. Despite Du Qingyan and Song Yi's persuasion, they still refused to let go. Just before leaving, she still blessed Song Yi and Du Qingyan, and gave Du Qingyan a set of more than 300 golden needles for treating diseases and saving people.

Du Qingyan and Zhan Peng felt very puzzled and helpless about Qiu Yeyin's behavior when they were separated, but Song Yi was relieved. What he thinks of is not how stubborn Qiu Yeyin is, but that a woman like Qiu Yeyin is actually like a truly autonomous woman...

Because in this era, not many women can care about the man they care about for the man they care about. Although Qiu Yeyin is emotionally weak, her state is detached from the world in terms of behavior.

Two days later, it suddenly snowed heavily on the way, and the road became difficult in an instant. The road was gradually blocked by heavy snow. Song Yi and Zhou Qincheng's caravan were trapped on the road at the same time. There were still dozens of miles away from the next county, and it was more than ten kilometers back. The group was forced to slow down helplessly and stopped at a place called Tuyu Village along the way, waiting for the snow to stop and continue to rush on the road. .

Zhou Qincheng was really warm-hearted. Seeing that the weather turned cold, he chose a few good fur coats from the goods of his fleet and gave them to Song Yi. Of course, Song Yi could not accept his gift for nothing this time. He paid for these fur coats.

Tuyu Village will reach the boundary of Qingmu Village more than 100 miles ahead. If the carriage is not fast or slow, it will arrive in two or three days at most. Song Yi couldn't help but feel a little warm when he thought of passing by Qingmu Village and inevitably going up to the mountain to see the condition of the village.

That night, Zhou Qin contracted a small homestay courtyard in Tuyu Village. The hall of the courtyard was full of four tables of wine and dishes, and invited Song Yi and the three of them to drink and chat together.

Neither Song Yi and Zhan Peng are men who are stuck in form. Naturally, they agreed without much politeness. Although Qingyan is a woman, she has always seen some scenes, and she has completely followed Song Yi at this moment. She is naturally willing to follow Song Yi wherever she goes. The so-called nature of marrying a chicken with a chicken and marrying a dog with a dog is vividly fit.

There are only more than 40 families around Tuyu Village. The people in the village are basically surnamed Fang, which is not a very rich place. There are not many rich people in the village. The richest person is the owner of this small courtyard rented by Zhou Qin, called Fang Million. It is said that most of the land in the village is his family, and the reason why Fang Baiwan made a fortune is that he had a daughter who married the county magistrate in Zhongmu County as a concubine...

These things were told to Song Yi and others from Zhou Qincheng's mouth. Among them, the truth is naturally not worth studying. In short, this is a poor and backward mountain village. The delicious food in the village was also bought by the old man Fang Million. Zhou Qincheng was willing to spend money, and it was spent on the first day alone. Fifty taels of silver, but also because of the fifty taels of silver spent, everyone's face is happy, as if they have forgotten the bumps of the itinerary!

Drinking, chatting, rowing and drinking... It's rare to enjoy the days when you don't have to travel, and there is such a table of hearty meals and wine. The servants in the caravan naturally wantonly vent their high emotions, and the atmosphere is strong...

At Song Yi's table, Zhou Qincheng occupied the main seat. The old man with a hat sitting next to him was Fang Baiwan, while Song Yi and Zhan Peng and Du Qingyan sat opposite Zhou Qincheng.

Everyone talked nonsense while drinking. There was no restraint. On the contrary, the owner of this place and Zhou Qincheng, Song Yi and others were not generous enough. It may also be that the pattern was limited by his vision. He didn't know anything about what Zhou Qincheng said about business, but for the funny stories that Song Yi said. What's more, he only listened to it as a joke, not to mention that when Zhan Peng talked about those things in the world, Fang Baiwan's face turned white and red with surprise. A flat rosacea was because he drank the red wine, which looked ridiculous.

Du Qingyan is a woman. She doesn't interrupt if others don't ask. She just leans beside Song Yi to help him pick up vegetables. Such a scene is naturally envious of others. Even Zhou Qincheng actually keeps a charming canary in the room, but occasionally looks at Qingyan with a stunning color in his eyes, but Zhou Qincheng is a smart person. Every time I look at it, it seems to be open and upright.

Song Yi can't be jealous of these little things, so the atmosphere of this table is different from the noisy atmosphere of other tables, but the joy and harmony are the same.

In the hall, the light rendered by the candlelight was dim yellow, and the shadows looked chaotic under the swaying of lanterns and candlelight. The people who opened the topic gradually talked about the small things from childhood to the national affairs. At this time, Song Yi's table seemed to have recovered and seemed to have a wine hiccup, and his eyes lit up. He said excitedly, "It's really gratifying to talk about this big victory! Old man, I grew up in a mountain village to this age and even see the 16 states of Yanyun were recovered before I died. Tutut... It's a pleasure! I heard that General Yue Wu is a martial arts star in the sky. This time, he made a great contribution. The court has issued an imperial edict to summon General Yue Wu to Beijing for reward... Tell me, will you make General Yue a king?

The villagers in the mountains and fields actually asked about major events such as the King under the influence of wine. The scene was a little strange, but Song Yi held the wine and seemed to think that there was something wrong in his words, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of anything.