Chapter 35 Knowledge and Me

In the early autumn of Taiping, with the attempted murder of Nanlin Tao Shangshu's adopted son, he was implicated in the unexpected turmoil of the countries of Fengchuan!

The Lord of the Floating Shadow Pavilion suddenly appeared in the world, holding the stone wall of Fengchuan Wu League, claiming to inherit the will of the previous Wulin League Lord, and wanted to expel the scourge of Fengchuan Wulin from the world. Surprisingly, it was not only the Lord of the Fuying Pavilion on the stage to sing alone, but also joined hands with the Lord of the Longying Martial League to defend the right and wrong of the Fuying.

On that night, the 'white snow' suddenly fell overnight in the cities of Fengchuan, completely writing about the privacy of these courtiers and the harmful things they did for the dark night gate! It is clearly written on black and white paper, and the inscribed as 'Floating Shadow Pavilion' is also a real sign of floating shadow! Moreover, it is clear that 'the floating shadow is not a person who deceives the world. When your crime is announced to the world, it is your deadline'!

Sure enough, the next day, it was reported in various countries that those who used the law to make profits were assassinated, or committed suicide at home. Everyone used human skin as a book and iron brave as a pen, and wrote down the crime of 'one body'! There is also an iron brand with the name of 'floating shadow'. This storm of the world was completely implemented in just three days! On the fourth day, Fuying Pavilion officially stepped on the top of Fengchuan's martial arts alliance and became the highest in Fengchuan's martial arts.

But what is strange is that the Dark Night Gate seems to have no resistance and no trace! Even the legendary martial arts wizard, the doorkeeper of the dark night, did not show up and disappeared in plain.

Only Qingyi and others got the news. Le was temporarily sheltered from the limelight under the protection of Nanlin's daughter and Nan Jingchu. Qingxuan only hated that this Jingchu girl was not good about the world. She thought that her Hualing had nothing to do with the Dark Night Gate and had something to do with floating shadows. Le is being protected, and he can't do it. It's really abominable!

It didn't take much time to set off a martial arts storm, but it took more time to appease the people Qingyi. After Qingyi established a good reputation in the Fuying Pavilion, it was already after the wedding of Hongjin and Bai Shiyin, Yuan Yang and Qiao Zhijiang!

It was not until the end of the following year that Qingyi was really relieved. Looking at the snow all over the sky, he sighed slowly, looked at the stingling on the side, and said, "I left earlier this year. I haven't seen Yuer for two years. Get ready to stay in Jinge City this year.

"Yes, Lord, I'll ask someone to arrange it." After saying that, Zhuyuan was busy. Qingyi sighed and looked out of the window and thought: After the end of the year, go to see Binghu. He has no one to accompany him. If it weren't for the difficult schedule, I really wanted to pick up Binghu and go back to Jinge.

At present, Fengchuan Wulin has just settled down, and it has met the Fengchuan Congress again... As the monarch of the magnificent country, he also wants to come forward. I'm a little worried... The lords of all countries have to meet, and the news of their 'fake death' should almost be confirmed to be invalid.

Ha ha! ~~~ Qingyi smiled and looked at the distant mountains made of pink and jade. She thought far away and smiled easily.

Thinking of Binghu who wanted to stay alone for the New Year, Qingyi was still a little unbearable, so he wrote a letter and picked an exquisite makeup box to make people carefully wrap it up and send it to Binghu. Be sure to hand it over to Binghu on the day of the New Year.

After finishing these Qingyi's guilt about Binghu, he balanced it a little. Now it is the second year of Hongyu's filial piety, and there is still one year left... At that time, Binghu can also be married into the door, but it is also a double happiness.

After the first snow, Qingyi and his party only took Hongyuan and Mingjiu to return to Jinge. The egret sent back to Jinge in summer, and the Lanyi was also sent back to the country to supervise the government. At present, only Hongyuan and Ming Jiu Shang are still following him. She and her time with her is the most For a long time, he is also the most reassuring shadow guard.

A carriage, a horse, Qing Yi sat in the carriage and looked at the scriptures of the manuscript, the dove drove, and the horned horned... In this late twilight, the three looked particularly silent and blended into a scene with the snow.

The sky gradually darkened, but the three of Qingyi had not yet arrived in the town. They had no choice but to find a mountain temple to rest, and there was no need to rush in the dark. Anyway, Qingyi can only rest in the carriage. There is no light, and he can't read.

In the middle of the night, Qingyi just slept for a while. She only felt that the carriage bumped and stopped moving. After cheering up and asking, I realized that the carriage's reel broke a support in the bumps, which was not very good.

"Miss, in this place where there is no village or shop in the back, this carriage... I'm afraid it can't be done anymore." The scorching Yuan was also a little anxious. Qing Yi sighed, stood on the carriage and looked at it. She saw the lights in the distance and said, "It seems that there is someone, Jiuer, just go and find a carpenter. It's probably not far away." Yes, miss."

Qingyi got out of the carriage, handed her his purse, and said, "Bring more money. It's troublesome for others so late. It's also appropriate to have more money." "Okay, miss. The young lady and sister are waiting for the dove to come back here." "Om," the dove took the money and went to find someone as quickly as possible.

"Miss, don't catch a cold." The kite took out Qiu's clothes from the carriage and tied them to Qingyi and said, "It's very cool in this cold night. Miss, don't catch a cold." Qingyi smiled and said, "Xiaoyuan has also learned to be considerate. Well, that's right. When will I find a good husband for you?" I can't delay you." "The young lady joked. She is willing to follow the young lady and won't marry her for the rest of her life."

"You~~" He shook his head with a smile. Qing Yi looked into the distance. Under the shadow of the shadow of the tree, there seemed to be a shadow of a house. He said, "Shao Er, look, is it a hut? Come on, come and have a look." Miss, look at your feet." When she heard that there was a house, she thought it was the best. It's not good to let the young lady catch a cold! When the dove comes back, it will also be found. Thinking about it, I followed up...

There is really a dilapidated hut! Seeing that there seemed to be a little light in the room, Qingyi also wanted to stay overnight. He called a few times but no one answered. He walked in curiously and found that the door was not closed? Opening the door, Qingyi saw everything in this house at a glance. It was really too dilapidated. There was almost nothing at home. There was an old coffee table, a few hand-made rough wooden stools, and a small copper pot, which were just some small wooden bowls and cups...

"Miss, look..."

Qingyi looked at the sound and also saw what the swirl pointed out.

On the only collapse of the room, there was a pale man lying. He seemed to be sick, and... he had been ill for a long time.

"Miss, let's go back to the carriage." The stingling is a little hesitant. Obviously, the owner of this family has been ill for a long time. Although he doesn't know what kind of illness he has, it's better not to get close to him. At first glance, this man knows that he is a married man, and it is really inconvenient for the young lady and himself.

What else does the kite want to say, but Qingyi handed over his other money bag and said lightly, "Go and ask the doctor."

"Miss, he, he... If the young lady is sick, she will be very guilty!"

"Go, ask the doctor, the best doctor." Qing Yi insisted on looking at the fireflies and asked lightly, "If I can't even save one person, what else can I talk about saving the people?" This man's illness was not contagious. According to me, the typhoid fever was aggravated, and..." Qingyi said, sitting on the collapsed edge and stroked his sleeve. As Qingyi thought, there were a lot of purple bruises on his arm. "He was injured."

"Miss..."

"Go ahead, I'm looking at him here to avoid the night wind outside." "Yes, Miss" The kite had to leave helplessly and sighed: Miss is still so kind. If it weren't for the troubled times, the young lady might be repaired somewhere...

The kite left, but Qingyi stayed. She looked at the only candle in the room still trembling in the slight wind, and saw that the house was so dilapidated that she felt a little uncomfortable.

I looked at the candle carefully, and it turned out that one of the wicks had been picked out! After thinking about it, Qing Yi dialed the wick again and lit up the room.

The room was much brighter. Only then did Qing Yi see the collapsed man clearly. His face was not hurt... He was a very ordinary man. It's not as beautiful as Hongyu, and it's not like the amazing face of Binghu. He is... very ordinary.

Suddenly, Qingyi became a little interested in this man and wanted to know why he was injured and still lived in such a place, and no one took care of him when he was sick. So, Qingyi walked to the edge of the collapse and took away the thin sheet on his body. Seeing that he was only wearing this shirt, he raised the corners of his mouth and untied his belt...

"Who the hell... treat you like this..."

For a long time, Qingyi's solemn eyebrows unfolded again. Looking at this scarred strange man, it was difficult for Qingyi to think about what he had suffered. The bruises on his body were in a mess. Unless someone tortured himself, he would be seriously injured here. However, he has no martial arts at all, and his health is already very poor... In such a night, he sleeps here alone and no one cares... If it hadn't been for Qing Yi's accidental intrusion, I'm afraid he would have frozen to death here.

Qing Yi regretted that his luck slowly sent his inner air into his body to expel his coldness.

It took a while for his pulse to get hot, and he seemed to be a little awake...

Seeing that he gradually opened his eyes, Qing Yi wanted to reassure him first and explain that he was not a bad person, but he said first, "Wife Lord... Your Excellency... You're here."

"..." Wife? Before Qingyi could react, he was scared by his behavior.

The man seemed to roll out of bed. He fell to the ground and knelt down and kowtowed, "My wife's atonement... Zhiyan, Zhiyan was just a nap... After a while, he neglected his wife... My wife's master, Zhiyan fell to his wife..." Before Zhiyan's word 'tea' was said, he let Qingyi pull it up and collapsed.

"You are sick. You are very sick." Qing Yi's heart was a little blocked. He was not only very sick, but also confused. Did he mistakenly admit that he was his wife... What a fool.

"Wife master, wife owner... Zhiyan dare not, Zhiyan, Zhiyan never dare to dare again... Zhiyan dare to swear to heaven, Zhiyan never meet with outsiders behind his wife's back, wife owner... wife owner, Bao'er is really the wife's child, wife owner... Zhi" Don't let him finish, Qing Yi kissed the Lord without hesitation, thinking to himself: This man is too It's noisy. Isn't his wife really able to **? ...Okay, I'll teach you.

The north wind outside the window is more wanton, but it can't blow away the warm wind in the hut.

Qingyi didn't know what was wrong with him. This man who claimed to be a confidant was not beautiful, and he had given birth to a child, but when he saw him, he was really moved. Either he can't bear it, or he is unwilling, or he is really confused by him, hehe, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that after tonight, he can really call himself his wife.

Knowledge, I can't bear your pain, I can't bear your tears;

Knowledge words, don't want you to abuse yourself, don't want your beauty and others;

Knowledge, I can't bear your kneeling redemption, I can't bear your pain;

Knowledge, don't want you to forget your predecessors, don't want to provoke you;

Knowing words, I can't bear your tears, I can't bear your cheap request;

Knowing words, I don't want you to wait for others but don't want to hold hands with me. I don't want your tears in the cold wind for others. My unbearance is that you are so infatuated with me. I regret it. It's my fault why I didn't let me meet you first and let you suffer.