MTL - Kunning-Chapter 132 old name

Walking all the way from the back mountain back to the front mountain, all you can see on the road are rocks collapsing and corpses everywhere. Occasional glances may still see the stumps and broken bodies, and the eyes are closed.

Although Jiang Xuening was also a person who died once in her previous life, she couldn't help being terrified after seeing such a scene.

Xiaobao guessed that she was probably afraid of such a **** and cruel scene, so he walked obliquely in front of her, blocked most of the cruel scene with his own figure, and walked all the way across the back mountain courtyard wall.

Although the Shangqing Temple is occupied by Tianjiao, the basic structure of the Taoist Temple has not changed.

The front is the Taoist temple, and the back is the residence of the Taoists.

It's just that there are no real Taoist priests for a long time, leaving behind many vacant houses.

So Xiaobao cleaned up a room for Jiang Xuening and said, "Sir, Mrs. Jiang should rest here first. It is expected that Mr. Zhang still has something to talk with, and it seems that Mr. Ding's side is also injured." Not lightly, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Beijing for the time being, and I'll be staying here for a few days."

He also made a pot of tea.

Finally, I talked to people outside, and even brought two new sets of clothes for a change: "These are clothes bought temporarily in the city. Mr. Jianshu said that they are far worse than the fashionable styles in the capital, but they are also I can only forcefully wrong the girl first and make up for it."

Jiang Xuening was still wearing the crane cloak that Xie Wei had tied on her just now, and a layer of ferret fur was embedded inside, making her feel warm just by sticking to her body.

She glanced at the two sets of clothes.

One set of water blue and one set of light purple, although it is true that they are not as exquisite as those in Beijing, but the style is also elegant and suitable, it can be seen that they have been selected with care. It's just that the clothes were sent by someone from Xie Wei, so to her, it was a bit weird.

She was uneasy and couldn't laugh, she just looked at Xiao Bao and said, "So you belong to Mr. Xie."

Xiaobao said: "If there is no internal response, sir would not dare to take risks."

When he spoke, he kept a straight face, completely different from how his elder sister and elder sister screamed shortly when he was in contact with Jiang Xuening a few days ago, and he didn't even look at her with his eyelids closed.

Jiang Xuening then remembered the early morning.

The child put medicine in her meal, made her leave the sight of Tianjiao on the grounds of seeing a doctor, and told her to hide in the inn across the street. But she didn't want to go back, and when she found out that the Yongding Pharmacy was false, she even rushed to the government office, even at the risk of her own life.

Everything was probably not in Xie Wei's expectation.

That's why Xie Wei was so angry.

The child was afraid of being ordered to save her, but if Xie Wei didn't see her at the inn, he might be punished too, right?

Jiang Xuening is not a heartless person, and when she thinks about this episode, she can't help but feel a little guilty for hurting others, but Zhang Zhe thinks that the Yongding Pharmacy has a response is false, and it really makes her suspect Xie Wei's intentions.

After all, Xie Wei was not a good person in her mind.

So even though there were thousands of thoughts passing through her mind, she just fell silent in the end.

Xiaobao packed up everything, half closed the window for her, fetched water for washing, lit the stove in the room, and said, "I'm going out, it's not far away, Second Miss Jiang has something to call I can."

He backed out and closed the door.

But Jiang Xuening couldn't calm down to rest, as soon as she closed her eyes, Zhang Zhe and Xie Wei's faces overlapped and flashed past her mind, which made her shudder. She untied the crane cloak she was wearing, and placed it gently next to the two neatly folded women's dresses. The snow-white satin surface was not stained with any blood or dust, and it was just like its owner, with a kind of aloofness and indifference like standing high in the clouds overlooking all living beings.

Xie Juan...

What can he say to Zhang Zhe?

Jiang Xuening sat in the house for a while, but couldn't sit still after all, got up and stood outside under the eaves, looking towards the direction of the back mountain.

There are many ancient pines planted in the courtyard.

There is a long road leading to this place from the gate of the back mountain, but at the moment there are many soldiers guarding both sides, whoever passes this road can be seen clearly from her.

But after looking at it for a long time, Zhang Zhe was nowhere to be seen.

Her heart can't help hanging high.

It wasn't until almost two quarters passed that I saw the guarding soldiers looking back and bowing slightly, as if saluting someone.

Jiang Xuening's heart skipped a beat.

Then, I finally saw that familiar figure walking out from the back mountain. The wound on his body had already been bandaged hastily, but his dark blue robe had already been soaked with blood, and his complexion was even paler due to excessive blood loss.

fine.

he's fine!

The moment Jiang Xuening saw that he was safe and sound, Jiang Xuening felt her heart was so full that it was about to overflow, and she couldn't help but walked towards him quickly: "Master Zhang!"

Zhang Zhe's expression was like a dead wood.

When she first saw him, she was only filled with joy, and she didn't notice this small detail. A smile appeared on her lips: "It's great that you're fine..."

Very good.

Before the words fell, the eyelids of the whole person were a little heavy, and he blinked vigorously, his body swayed slightly, and he fell back and passed out.

Zhang Zhe was startled, but fortunately he reacted quickly and caught her.

The girl's slender waist was tight, her cheeks were fair and thin, but she was exhausted from all these days of running around, her eyelids were gently closed, and her two slender willow-leaf brows were also stretched.

It seemed to be asleep.

Xiao Baoyuan was watching from the other side of the eaves. When he saw Jiang Xuening fainted, he was startled and wanted to rush down to help him.

But when he saw Zhang Zhe catching him, he couldn't help but stop.

From a distance, he saw Xie Wei standing quietly on the other side of the corridor, watching the scene in the distance, but he didn't come over. However, the expression on the face of Mr. Zhang nearby changed several times, and finally returned to a cold silence. He only hugged the second girl Jiang who had already fallen into a deep sleep, walked past him, and gently put him back. On the bed in the room, carefully tucked the corner of the quilt for her.

Finally it was snowing.

The sky over Tongzhou City was covered with red clouds and the wind was howling. It had been a little bit colder since the middle of the day, and at dusk, it was snowing heavily. Snow flakes like goose feathers flew down from the sky, covering the roof tiles in the city white within half an hour, and clusters of snow were piled on top of the Jinsong pines on the lower mountains, which looked like rime from a distance. .

If Xiao Dingfei remembers correctly, this is the weather that Xie Wei hates the most.

Jinling is in the south, and it rarely snows.

But as time goes by, there will inevitably be some exceptions.

There was one year when the cold air went south, and a gust of wind knocked on the window at night. When I woke up in the morning, I saw that the rockery and pavilions were all covered in snow. Inside and outside Jinling City, elegant scholars gathered, but they were very happy, and invited them to go to enjoy the snow.

Of course, some dandies came to invite him.

At that time, Xie Wei had not yet taken the imperial examination, but he was already known for his talent in Jinling. Xiao Dingfei wanted to embroider pillows with a bag of grass by himself, these people are arty and must write poems and paintings, why not ask Xie Wei to go with him, it happens that he is rarely there.

But he didn't expect that when he went to the courtyard, he saw the door was closed.

All the servants in the courtyard were busy sweeping snow.

Xiao Dingfei felt strange: "The snow hasn't stopped yet, and it looks like it's going to fall for a while. You just cleaned it up at this time, and piled it up again later. Wouldn't it be a waste of effort?"

The people in Dujun's courtyard were all reticent.

No one answered him.

On the other hand, the sword book on the corridor came over with a bowl of medicine, saw him, paused and said, "Young Master Dingfei, sir, you are not going out today, please go back."

Xiao Ding was surprised: "Is he sick?"

Jianshu said: "I feel the wind and cold."

Xiao Dingfei suddenly felt bored, shrugged his shoulders, and wanted to leave. But at the moment when he turned around, the corner of his eye flickered, and he caught a glimpse of a thick, opaque black curtain floating out of the door when he opened the door with the medicine in the sword book. The light shines out.

His heart skipped a beat.

Soon the door was closed.

Xiao Dingfei felt a bit of paradox, but when he was curious, he couldn't help but think about his position in the teaching, and he didn't dare to ask anything, let alone stay in this courtyard for a long time.

The snow-sweeping servants outside are still busy.

He suppressed his secret suspicions, and quickly slipped out to enjoy the snow with those dandies.

It's just that so many years have passed, and the scene he saw that day still flashes across his mind from time to time, leaving a huge mystery deep in his memory.

Originally, for such a big matter today, Xie Wei shot him with an arrow, obviously he was looking for him.

But seeing the heavy snow in Shangqing, Xiao Dingfei secretly felt that this person might not come.

At least not during the day.

Sure enough, he waited until the sky became dim and the whole Taoist temple was completely enveloped in darkness. There was a dim yellow lantern in front of him, illuminating the cleaned path, coming towards his room.

Both Jianshu and Daoqin followed him.

One carries a lantern and the other holds an umbrella.

When he reached the steps, he hung up the lantern and put away the oil umbrella, then stepped forward and opened the door, saw him first, but called out very politely: "Young Master Dingfei."

Xiao Dingfei has already lay back on the bed.

There was a stove burning inside the house, and it was scorchingly hot.

He was only wearing a white tunic, the arrow that had shot through his shoulder had already been taken out, the wound was smeared with the best gold wound medicine, the bleeding had been stopped long ago, but the doctor told him not to move casually, he had to rest.

Xie Wei came in later.

His face is calm and his eyes are deep. The long clothes are like snow, and the wooden hairpin is black, which is indeed the elegant appearance of a real hermit.

Jianshu closed the door behind him.

The bright candlelight shone on the window paper, dispelling some of the snow light from outside, making his face look more peaceful.

Xie Wei said: "Your legs and feet are very good."

Xiao Dingfei laughed foolishly: "But he can't run as fast as Mr.'s arrow."

Xie Wei didn't laugh: "It's a pity that the head wasn't accurate enough, why didn't you shoot your head off?"

Xiao Dingfei knew that he had murderous intentions towards him, stared at him, and said half-jokingly: "Who told me that Mr. Yu is of great use? I knew that Mr. Xie hated me the most."

Xie Wei rested his hand on the edge of the table, but said nothing.

Xiao Dingfei lost all expression on his face, and only said: "Who asked me to use the name you hate the most?"

For so many years, I am afraid that if I listen to it once, I will hate it once, overlapping and re-emphasizing, getting deeper and deeper, and never dispelled, right?