Chapter 72 Another Year of Spring Breeze

Hanyue has been in the plum blossom embroidery village for several days. She chatted with snow and frost all day long. Lan'er and several people chatted in the house and did not want to go back to Yi's house.

On this day, Hanyue saw the jade pendant swaying around Lan'er's waist, which was very familiar and couldn't help calling her:

"Lan'er, come here, I'll see the jade pendant on your waist..."

Lan Er didn't know what she meant and reached out and handed over the jade pendant.

"This is very similar to Mr. Yi, right? There is also a word engraved on it. I have talked to Mr. Yi, but Mr. Yi said that engraving is very common..."

The verdant jade pendant, a seal word "clear".

Jade pendants engraved with the same words are very common, but jade pendants engraved with the same words are rare. Han Yue's hand holding the jade pendant trembled slightly.

Will this girl have any connection with Yi Hui's mother? But this jade pendant is exactly the same as Yi Hui's jade pendant.

"Where did you come from?"

"This is my mother's. My mother wanted to buy medicine for my brother, but the family didn't have much money. She asked me to sell this jade pendant and buy medicine. I won't be able to go home until a few days, so I'll take a few days to sell it... I don't know if I can sell such a beautiful jade pendant for more money..."

Lan'er Road. There was some helplessness in his eyes, but it was still bright.

"Well, put the jade pendant with me. You go to the account room to pay 200 taels of silver."

Cold Moon Road.

"Two hundred taels, it's too much..." Lan'er opened her eyes wide in surprise. You know, her monthly wages are only two taels of silver...

The cold moon smiled:

"Let's treat your brother first. If you don't have enough money, you can tell me or your landlord... Oh, by the way, where is your mother from?"

"My mother is a northerner. In fact, my mother is not my mother now. My mother died of illness when I was three years old. My mother is the stepmother my father married seven or eight years ago. When she fled, she was separated from her family and was saved by my father when she was dying of hunger. She is a woman and has no relatives in troubled times. She has nowhere to go, so she married my father..."

Lan Erdao did not hide it.

That's it, and that makes a deal.

It's just that in those years, she abandoned them and still suffered like this? Then why did she do that back then?

Lan'er did not notice the change in the cold moon's face.

"After the mother married her father, she was not in good health. After giving birth to her little brother, she was even worse, and her little brother was also sick all year round, ah..."

Lan'er couldn't help sighing.

"Bearby, I think Mr. Yi looks a little like my mother... Especially my eyebrows, well, I also told my mother..."

Lan'er's eyebrows were flying, and she suddenly saw Han Yue staring at herself, and suddenly panicked.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Hanyue smiles:

"What did your mother say?"

"My mother said I was talking nonsense... Of course, Mr. Yi is heroic. My mother is a woman, and I know it shouldn't be described like this."

"Just know. Go down... Don't talk nonsense with Mr. Yi..."

"I know."

Lan'er smiled with her eyebrows.

Han Yue took the jade pendant in her hand and took out the jade pendant of Yi Hui in her arms. Sure enough, it was a pair...

While thinking about it, Lan'er knocked on the door again and reported that she would come over.

Han Yue quickly put away the jade pendant and got up to entertain Siyang.

"I thought you were still in Yi's house. I just went to Yi's house to find you, but you weren't..."

"This is my mistake, and I didn't tell Master Xu. I have been embroidering recently. What's the matter with Master Xu?

Siyang picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea:

"I have been clearing the river these days, and the materials donated by the Cold Flower Palace have arrived. Thank you for your hard work..."

"You are wrong about this. This matter has always been busy with snow and frost, and I didn't help at all." Xue Shuang said lightly, neither cold nor hot, neither humble nor respectful.

Siyang smiled and didn't care.

"Yes, all the supplies on the other side of Qinghe are ready. In a few days, martial arts people in the south will forcibly cross the Yellow River and transport things to the north.

"Oh, is it from the Qing River to the Yellow River?"

"No. Marshal Yi received a strict order from the court and could not take the lead in provoking Xinguo. There are defenders on the side of the Yellow River... We plan to go to Yecheng and enter the Xinguo from the pseudo-away country.

Thinkingly, there is a faint worry between his eyebrows.

The emperor of the Menghua Dynasty was in a corner and did not want to make progress. The court, which is dedicated to peace, ignores the expectations of the people's intention to return to the north, but is constrained everywhere. The action of the righteous people in the north to fight against the Xinguo has never been assisted by the court, and the righteous act of forcibly transporting materials by the southern martial arts is also regarded as uneasy by the court, which makes Siyang angry.

The journey from Yecheng to Beitu is half farther than crossing the river from the Qinghe River, and every more miles is more dangerous...

The cold moon is also a little unexpected:

"Well... Who will escort the supplies?"

"There are also Jiang Shuai, Qingcheng, Huashan and Wudang, who are probably good at martial arts. Yi Hui will also go."

"Oh..." Han Yue's expression moved slightly, and her eyes finally dimmed.

Siyang was a little heartbroken. The woman in front of him was still arrogant and indifferent, but she was not as good as when she first saw her, and her fighting spirit was high.

"Do you want to go?"

Siyang asked impulsively.

"Hasn't it been arranged? What am I going to do?"

"Yi Hui and I are divided into two teams. Mingxiu plank road, dark Chencang... I'll ask Hanxing, or you can go all the way with Yi Hui. However, the road is difficult and full of crises..."

As soon as Siyang's words came out, he could only go on.

"Oh...no, I know your kindness. However, since he didn't make such arrangements, you can say that he won't let me go..."

The cold moon looks cold.

It's not that she is not worried or unwilling to walk with him, but she knows Han Xing. If she insists on it, it may cause him trouble.

Thinking is dumb.

Such an ice-like woman, who wants to protect and warm, is always independent and arrogant. He took a step forward, and she had already stepped aside and left far away. And he can't give what she wants.

"Then, the matter of Mingjian Villa will be entrusted to you..."

"There are elders in the famous sword villa, and naturally the elders are in charge. Although it is not appropriate to eat the cold moon corpse meal, I'm afraid it's even more inappropriate to talk about the things in the village..."

The cold moon road looks as usual.

Although Mu Hanyue is named as the deputy owner of Mingjian Villa, there are four elders in Mingjian Villa and Mingjian Villa who have been born and died for many years and have been famous. Although Hanyue is famous above the four people, except for staying in Meishan for a few days, she has not had any contact with the people in the villa. Hanyue naturally does not ask for the respect of several people. What's more, there are more than four or 40 people who don't obey her...

She was never willing to express her loyalty to Mingjian Villa, but she maintained her dignity in the Cold Flower Palace; she did not claim to be the vice-owner, and she never tried to influence the situation of Mingjian Villa.

Such a woman, even if she submits, Siyang knows that she can't control her.

It's useless to say more, and Siyang has to say goodbye. Even if he dominates the world, he finally can't have the woman in front of him.

God bless seven years of winter.

In the twelfth lunar month, the Yellow River is frozen.

According to the plan, the materials of the southern martial arts to assist the northern anti-national rebels were forcibly transported to a secret barracks of the Rebels.

Along the way, they once had a short battle with the soldiers who left the country and the army of Xinguo, and also fled all the way. Roundabout battle, hand-to-hand combat, clear repair of the plank road, dark Chencang, virtual and real, light and dark corresponding. Yi Hui and Siyang commanded the leaders respectively, sometimes scattered into six or seven teams, sometimes combined into two groups, and finally safely transported the materials to the Rebel barracks in the midst of twists and turns, and then quickly withdrew.

In six days, it will be New Year's Eve, and the Yellow River is not far away. At this moment, they have just escaped the pursuit of the departing army, hiding in a jungle withered leaves, lighting a fire with dry wood to keep warm.

Yi Hui and Siyang sat next to each other, and beside them were hot-blooded men who had been fighting all the way. Although most of them were scarred and exhausted, the passion in everyone's bones did not diminish at all.

The New Year is approaching, and home is not far away. People are full of confidence and longing to go home as soon as possible.

"Brother Yi..." A 16- or 17-year-old boy approached Yi Hui and stretched out his hand to give Yi Hui a wine bag.

This is the wine that several people ventured to buy in town at noon. Alcohol, meat, dry food, medicine and clothing are indispensable.

Yi Hui was not polite. He took the wine bag, opened the bag, and took a few sips with his head held high.

"Thank you, agent... The strong drink warms the stomach, what a pleasure!"

The boy called the substitute soldier is from the Jinling Zhongshan faction. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his body is thin but his hands and feet are sharp. Although he is young, his martial arts skills are very good.

"To the way, do you need to change the wound on your arm? However, we don't have much medicine..."

The way of the army.

After meditating, Yi Hui took off his cotton robe and gritted his teeth to remove the gauze on his arm. The gauze is involved in the skin and flesh, bringing out a trace of pus and blood. The injury was scratched when he was chased by the departing army a few days ago. The injury was on his left arm. Although it was not serious, it was cold and he could not rest, and the wound had not healed.

Yi Hui picked up the soju on the ground, poured it on the wound of his arm, and washed the wound with soju to disinfect it. The liquor burned the skin hotly. Yi Hui frowned slightly, took a breath, squeezed out the pus and blood with one hand, and wiped it. After that, he held the gauze in his mouth, wrapped the wound, and put on his clothes. It is done in an orderly and meticulous manner.

"At the beginning, we all thought that the eldest son of the marshal's mansion was spoiled, but he suffered like a group of men who could lick blood with our knives. We underestimated you..."

Yi Hui smiled boldly, smiled carelessly, and took a few mouthfuls of liquor.

"Look, he has always been honest. It's all from the master's place. His family is strictly controlled, and it's rare to pretend to be honest... Bring me the wine..." Su Mingxin said.

Yi Huiyang threw out the wine bag with his hand. Su Mingxin reached out to catch it, took a few sips, and handed it to Siyang.

"Yi Hui, ignore your brother, eat a lot of meat and drink a lot, or you will be happy in life! There are nine out of ten dissatisfied people in life. What's the point of drinking and eating meat if you can't have a good time?

Siyang said boldly.

"That's because Lord Xu is too greedy. If you are young and capable, you must be willing to give up. How can the good of the world be taken away by you? The soldier laughed. Our family is small, and the whole family is also happy. With the grace of my master, I have learned martial arts over the years and wandered in the world, which is also worthy of my life. Just waiting for the New Year to marry my little cousin and give birth to a few fat guys to relieve their boredom. It's not in this life... People have to watch their hands and can't always think about what they can't get. You say it.

Siyang nodded:

"I've been taught! Mingxin, do you hear that when to marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a few fat kids for your aunt, your uncle will relieve your boredom..."

Siyang laughed randomly, and Yi Hui also laughed.

Su Mingxin, who had always been rigid, finally couldn't help laughing awkwardly in their laughter.

In the sad night, a group of men were full of food and drink, and endured fatigue. They rushed all night, thinking about how to get home before the New Year.

The spring breeze sends warmth to Tu Su, and the new peaches are replaced with old charms.

On New Year's Eve, the Yi family was brightly lit.

The family sacrificed the sky, worshipped their ancestors, and sat around the house for a reunion dinner.

Yi Feng toasted his mother and hurried back to the barracks. After that, the family ate casually together. Because it is the New Year, the rules of the family are no longer taboo, and Han Yue and Yan Niang also drank a lot of wine with a smile. By the time of the New Year, the two girls couldn't stand it anymore. They complained to the elders and wanted to sneak back to the house to rest. After all, they are girls, and Ji is also a generous person and does not strictly require them.

"You grab some melons and fruits and go back. The yard is lively. If you can't sleep, you can eat some dried fruits to relieve your boredom..."

Ji's Road.

Yanniang and Han Yue ran to the house hand in hand and smiled.

"This wine is so spicy that I have a fever. Sister, isn't my face particularly red..." Yan Niang took Han Yue's hand and shouted.

Han Xing was in the barracks and did not go home. Han Yue could see the loss and loneliness of Yan Niang.

Yanniang is dressed in a new water-red dress, and her long hair is good with a jade hairpin. Her bright eyes have a simple smile, and her cheeks are slightly red, which is particularly delicate.

Han Yue twisted a wet towel to Yan Niang:

"It's a little red, just wipe it with a handkerchief..."

Yanniang nodded and climbed to ** with a veil regardless, and her shoes casually took off the ground.

"It's really good. It's the first New Year at home. It's so happy and comfortable... Well, if only my father, brother and Brother Mu were all here... I don't know if they are okay now."

Han Yue also sat **, put Yan Niang in her arms and put her on her arm:

"I didn't just say that they have left the country and are safe. It's okay."

"Why are you unhappy..."

Yan Niang opened her eyes and saw the faint loneliness in the cold moon's eyes.

"No..."

"Do you like your brother..."

The cold moon is dumb.

"I know, you like him. He also likes you very much..." Yan Niang muttered, "I also want you to do well. However, grandma, father and mother both like Huo's sister, and they still have a marriage contract..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I know... It's okay, I'm very happy. It's okay for a family to be together..."

The cold moon barely smiled.

"Really..."

There is a slight doubt in Yan Niang's eyes: "You don't always go home often. I'm thinking, do you think it's better in Jiaxing and Xiuzhuang than at home? I'm always afraid that you will be unhappy at home..."

"No thing. I have something to do... Come on, don't think nonsense and sleep for a while..."

said the cold moon.

Yan Niang nodded, and her eyes began to be confused. Not long after, he fell asleep, with a happy smile on the corners of his mouth, and must have had a happy dream.

Looking at Yan Niang in front of her, the cold moon was also slightly at ease.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the door.

"The eldest son is back..."

Yan Niang was woken up and immediately got up and pulled the cold moon out.

Although Yi Hui was dusty, he was still shining. He ran to the hall in a few steps and kowtowed to his grandmother and mother.

In the side courtyard, Han Yue and Yan Niang also rushed out and stood at the door with a smile on their faces.

(End of Volume 3)