"Change?" Chu Shou's eyes widened and he looked at the unreasonable person in front of him. He raised his hand and pushed away the hand that handed her the money. He sneered and finally lost his grace and said, "In exchange for your second aunt's grandma's big watermelon.
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"Miss..." After hearing this, Ah Shui frowned and called Chu Shou softly, reminding her to pay attention to the influence...
The Miao woman sneered crookedly. She crossed her arms and watched Chu Shou pacing around the door. After looking up and down for a while, she said firmly: "Young Master of the Wu Clan? We are distant relatives after all."
Chu Shou was stunned at first, OK, that's amazing. A mere unreasonable little girl could actually see her unique temperament at a glance...
She did not deny it, but instead asked: "Huh? You want to talk about relatives, relatives from hundreds of years ago?"
"When I was a child, I went to Youbei once with my father and brother, and I met Concubine Xiaorong, who is now favored by His Majesty. As for you, I must have met you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to recognize you." The woman just said this.
After he finished, he continued to pace and look her up and down, and then continued with a few clicks of his tongue: "You are actually the young master of the Wu clan. Look at your temperament and your appearance, you are totally incomparable to everyone else..."
After hearing this, Chu Shou frowned and stepped out of the threshold, forcing the woman to back away repeatedly. The heavy silver jewelry took away her center of gravity. She staggered a few steps and bumped into the door opposite.
"Invisible to everyone? Then I have to trouble you to remember me as a person who is invisible to everyone." Chu Shou sneered back, causing the woman's face to turn blue and purple, and finally completely forgot that he came to knock on the door.
He snorted angrily, turned around and returned to the room on the far right of the corridor, where the door was slammed down hard.
Chu Shou crossed his arms across his chest, looked at the door that bounced a few times, and snorted coldly, "She still has such an extraordinary temperament that she has been remembered for so many years for nothing. Damn it. Damn it."
Until dinner time, the woman was still full of energy, and there was a similarly dressed young man beside her, holding some pastries in his hand and coaxing her from side to side.
Seeing Chu Shou and his party coming down, the man immediately came up to greet her and said with an embarrassed smile: "My sister is a little willful. She has offended a lot today. Please forgive me."
Song Yanqing looked at him, nodded slightly, and strode down to sit at a table beside him, poured a cup of tea, and began to drink.
The man looked at him with a smile, then withdrew his gaze, and bowed to Chu Shou: "Keyan of the Canaan tribe has met the young master again. That is my little sister, Keyan Yue. She collided with the young master, please."
Young Master, forgive me."
Chu Shou lowered his eyes, looked at him coldly, raised the ends of his eyes slightly, raised his eyelids, and said "hmm" lightly without any effort.
When Keyan Hui saw this, he laughed dryly a few times, and continued to whisper: "Then... don't disturb the young master anymore, the young master is safe."
The two of them went back to their tables and sat down.
Keyan Yue said angrily: "Brother, why are you apologizing to her? The Wu clan has been destroyed, and she really thinks that she is still the young master..."
Over there, Chu Shoufang was about to put down the bowl and chopsticks. Song Yanqing immediately picked up the food and handed it to her mouth. With a slight smile on his lips and clear eyes, he looked at her steadily and said, "Your favorite food."
Chu Shou opened her mouth gently and let him put the food into her mouth. She suppressed a sigh of relief, but it didn't taste good.
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The darkness was filled with clouds or fog, and the bright yellow full moon filled the entire sky, pressing straight on the top of his head.
Song Yanqing walked forward step by step. With every step he took, the fog in front of him dispersed a little. There was only a tall dead tree on the black mountain in the distance. The bark of the tree seemed to have been exploded by lightning. It's one crack after another.
Suddenly a strong wind blew from the middle of the moon, and the dying tree swayed in the strong wind. There were cliffs all around, and it was threatening to fall everywhere, and was in danger.
Song Yanqing didn't know why he was so anxious. He was so flustered that he felt dizzy. Waves of wind blew on him, as if a cramp was pulling out his bones, and it took away his soul layer by layer. He could only watch helplessly. The wind blows and the trees break...
"Azhi?"
"Azhi? Did you have a nightmare?"
Song Yanqing woke up in a daze, and turned around to see a person standing by the bed, holding a short red candle, looking at him with round eyes, a little worried.
He slowly sat up on the bed and looked sideways to see Shen Yi Qian sleeping soundly on the couch. Then he looked at Chu Shou and asked quietly: "What's wrong?"
Chu Shou climbed onto the bed, and Song Yanqing stood up and took down the bed curtains. From outside, only two vague figures could be seen swaying.
"Do you still remember the secret passage up the mountain that I told you about this morning?" Chu Shou asked, handing the red candle to Song Yanqing, and raising his hand to wipe away the thin sweat on his forehead.
Song Yanqing nodded. When they were on the carriage in the morning, Chu Shou told him about the secret passage up the mountain.
The officers and soldiers surrounded Nanshan, but the news on the mountain could not be delivered. Even if she released Qingya early, there was no news on the mountain. For a long night, Qingya did not come looking for her, and she completely cut off contact with Linglong Village.
As for her connection with Linglong Village, she only relied on Meng Liang, the bandit military advisor on the mountain. The two of them were old friends.
Meng Liang studied in Kyoto. However, he was well versed in the law, upright and strong. After meeting Chu Shou, he was recommended to Dali Temple. Meng Liang was a very eccentric person, and he was given the opportunity to be promoted time and time again. Hui Hui ignored him and wandered around in the position of a small official forever. Later, he got tired of staying in Dali Temple and left the capital with his luggage on his back, not knowing where he was going.
Probably a few years ago, when she was passing through the Nanshan Valley, she didn't know that there was a banditry in Qingzhou, so she accidentally broke into the Palace of Hell. Qingtian Bairi was intercepted by those bandits, who tried to take away her money and her life.
What a pity, Meng Liang happened to be traveling with them that day, and he saw this scene from a distance on a hilltop. He felt that the woman in green underneath looked very familiar. When he took a closer look, God, this is not the place in Kyoto. The little princess hurriedly ran down the mountain to shout to stop.
But in the end, Chu Shou followed the bandits up the mountain. He was not carried to be the wife of the village, but went up the mountain with the bandit strategist to reminisce about the past.
After going back and forth, he became a blood-based alliance with the generous boss, opening up another bright way for the Nanshan bandits to make money - Nanshan has a rugged landscape, but it has extremely rich timber resources. Collect these timbers. By processing and selling it, the money earned is no less than what you get from robbing merchants. It is enough to feed a whole village for several months, without having to go to all the trouble to engage in unscrupulous business.
Cutting down trees and planting trees, repeating this cycle, is much more stable than robbing homes and homes.
Unexpectedly, this proposal directly touched Meng Liang's heart. The two persuaded the leader to nod. Soon, under Meng Liang's promotion, the government and the bandits reached an agreement to use the valley as a boundary to prevent each other from infringing and interfering.
Less than two years later, a disaster occurred in the copper mine. Officers and soldiers surrounded the valley, fighting each other with swords. However, Meng Liang had completely lost contact with the mountain and had no idea of the situation.
"It's dark and windy, let's sneak up the mountain to see what's going on." Chu Shou suggested, hugging his knees.
"Going up the mountain?" Song Yan listened, lowered his eyes and thought, his dark pupils rolled around and said, "That's okay, but the crow hasn't returned yet, so I'm afraid the mountain is dangerous."
Chu Shou sighed and continued: "Yes, I am just worried about Meng Liang now. Something must have happened to him, otherwise he would not have failed to send me the news."
"Well, sooner or later we have to go up the mountain, but we just need to check some situations tonight and don't act rashly."
After hearing this, Chu Shou smiled, nodded and said, "That's natural."
The so-called secret passage is just a place where bandits usually go down the mountain to lay ambush. However, they have to enter the valley first. There is a huge crack on the side wall of the valley. No one usually pays attention to it. It is full of grass. As everyone knows, walking all the way up from that crack,
You can enter a cave. After entering the cave, you can climb up and directly reach the interior of Linglong Village.
No one knew about this secret passage. The people in the village only regarded the cave as a safe haven to avoid dangers and disasters. The people at the foot of the mountain only regarded the crack as a miraculous work of nature and an ordinary crack.
At that time, Meng Liang took her for a walk. The mountain was too high, steep, steep, and winding, and it was really hard for her to climb it.
The two of them took advantage of the moonlight and sneaked into the Nanshan Valley, which was not far from the inn. Looking back from a distance, they could still see the flags flying at the inn.
"It seems that they are serious this time." Chu Shou looked at the officers and soldiers who had set up camp. They were well-arranged. At this time, there was a small group of people on night patrol coming and going. The bonfire on the side had not yet burned out. Even the moonlight
There was still a little bit of warmth in the thick air beneath the color.
Song Yanqing looked at the footsteps and tracks of the patrol, found fault, and then took Chu Shou and sneaked through the military camp. The people in the tent were sleeping soundly, and he could only hear the heavy footsteps of the patrol officers and soldiers.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and when the two were about to continue crossing the military camp, the officers and soldiers who were sleeping in the tent quickly stood up, holding weapons and ran towards the two of them, moving very quickly.
At the critical moment, along with the neighing of the horses, a familiar voice came, "Censor Shen Yi Ke of the Metropolitan Procuratorate..."
Everyone turned around again and looked at the man riding the tall horse. He tightened the reins and dismounted briskly.
He said sternly: "Why don't you hurry up and let your adults come out to see me?"
Those people looked at each other as if they had their own ulterior motives. The leader, an officer and a general, stepped forward and took the Metropolitan Procuratorate badge that Shen Yi had shown. He took a closer look by the light of the fire and found that he was really from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He immediately clasped his fists and bowed in obeisance:
"I have seen the Royal Censor, so I will go and call my lord."
The junior official over there who was in charge of summons heard the report and said that an adult was here, someone from the imperial court. He immediately entered the main tent and woke up the sleeping general.
Whispering a few words in his ear, the general immediately put on his clothes randomly, ran out with nothing to wear, and hurriedly greeted him: "Master Shen, Master Shen, and the lower official Peng Kangsheng, I don't know that the imperial censor came to visit late at night, and I am not far away."
Welcome, it’s a long way to welcome me, but why bother you to come in person late at night?”
"I was ordered to monitor floods and banditry in Qingshan. I could have come earlier, but it's just that it's hard to get into Qingzhou now."
Shen Yi turned around. There were still some traces of the flood crossing here. He stepped on the fallen rocks and walked to the area that needed to be cleaned. He looked up and saw that it was not only gravel, but also a lot of sediment. Fortunately, he was on the road last night. There were no carriages or horses, and there were no casualties just now.
Shen Yi raised his hand harshly, walked a few steps forward, picked up a little sand, and searched for some fallen rocks. After checking, he took the handkerchief Xiao Chen handed him, wiped his hands, and said with a serious look, "How long is it?" Can time clean it up?”
Peng Kangsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, tightened his bulging belly, and hurriedly responded: "It's almost coming, I'll tell them to clean it up now. Sir, please go to the tent and rest first."
After saying that, he immediately called on the officers and soldiers present to clean up the mess caused by the flooding on both sides. He didn't have time to think about it. What kind of adults can come here alone on horseback in the middle of the night?
As soon as Song Yanqing and Chu Shou saw Shen Yi coming on horseback, they knew that the situation was about to be stabilized, so they made a decision immediately. If they don't run away now, how long will it take?
As the sounds of officers and soldiers carrying mud and rocks and shouting slogans gradually became distant, the two of them were trying to push aside the tall grass that could be as tall as one person, and stood on tiptoe to look inside, and saw a dark patch of darkness.
She slipped a dagger from her sleeve, stretched out her hand and slashed twice, cutting down the grass until she was a head shorter than her. Although this entrance looked simple, it was actually the only way to go up the mountain quickly.
Song Yanqing glanced at her, reached out and took Chu Shou's hand, held it tightly, took out the fire folder from her waist, opened the lid, and blew on it gently, and the flames started to dance again.
He pulled Chu Shou forward, and the two of them walked through the cracks in the slightly narrow valley while holding on to the wall, and soon entered the cave.
The entrance to the cave is as high as two or three stories high, and there are large rocks on both sides. When you walk into the cave, you can faintly hear the sound of dripping water, once, twice, three times... I never get tired of it.
The cave is very dark, and you need to hold the fire stick close to see what's going on in the cave.
There are strange-shaped stones on all sides. Water drops drip down from the top and then onto the ground. Occasionally, a gentle breeze blows and wraps around the two of them. The touch is exactly the same as being caressed by the wind. A gust of wind. The cold air hit, and the gloomy atmosphere in the cave suddenly became high.
"This is the first time I have seen officers and soldiers so determined. It looks like they are determined to wipe out the bandits and will not come back until they win the battle."
There are caves within caves, and Chu Shou's voice spread out and mixed with the echoes coming back, making it clear and deep.
"They are guarding the valley just because they don't want the bandits to come down. If they were to implement a siege strategy, such a large formation would be okay. But seeing their appearance today, they seem to be more afraid of the adults sent by the imperial court." Song Yanqing held the fire seal and took Chu Shou through the cave, responding to his words.
Chu Shou frowned and recalled: Yes, the officers and soldiers who were startled at that time seemed to have forgotten their existence. They even believed what the strange Censor who came late at night said about detecting the escaped dragons. He hurriedly sent people to They rushed to their respective work stations during the day, as if they were deliberately hiding something.