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Chapter 37: Act Three ? A Fateful Encounter? Seventeen

Chapter 37 Act Three: Fateful Encounter Seventeen

"Come on, don't let that little bastard Jiang Yan get away!"

Yu Li's furious voice echoed in the criss-crossing alleys, and among the rapid and chaotic footsteps, there were occasionally the muffled sounds of fists hitting people, and the young man's painful moans. However, in the successive confrontations, Jiang Yan didn't seem to suffer a loss, but Deng Guiyi and Yuchi Jingde kept scolding each other.

The black-eyed boy only protected his companions from escaping along the way, but after all, Qi Ziyin and Ning Yue were far inferior to him in physical strength. After a chase, they were still blocked by each other in the middle of a bridge called Yudai Bridge downstream of the canal, and were in a dilemma.

"Jiang Yan, it's impossible for you to fight the three of us alone. Besides, you're not so lucky this time. There won't be a tornado coming to help you again, so surrender quickly!"

Yuchi Jingde's tone was not that aggressive, but seemed to be trying to persuade him to surrender.

"What nonsense are you talking to about the prey you've got? Hang it up first and break its limbs to vent your anger!"

Yu Li's face was still livid, but his tone could not hide the ecstasy.

"What should I do about this red-haired little girl?" Deng Guiyi had just received a few heavy blows on his face, half of his cheeks were swollen, and his words were mumbled.

"You are still thinking about women at this time. Believe it or not, I will castrate you when I get back!" Yu Li turned around and scolded, and the captain with a shrill voice was so frightened that he did not dare to say anything anymore.

"You two, one is the youngest son of Guangluqing's family, and the other is the only descendant of the three-generation Tingwei family. You are both of the blood of the humerus in the court. Why do you have to hang out with such a bully in the army? Could it be that the Holy Saint who has read Have all the books of sages been fed into the dog’s belly?”

Jiang Yan was just about to speak, but suddenly he heard Qi Ziyin, who was running beside him with a pale face, taking the lead and reprimanding him loudly. The black-eyed boy looked at this companion who was acting rather strangely in surprise, wondering what he wanted. do what.

"How do you know about my family's situation?" Yuchi Jingde was a little surprised. He stared at the boy with golden eyes in front of him, and suddenly thought of something.

But Deng Guiyi still spoke unabashedly and roared like a mad dog: "Who we follow is our own business. Brother Yu Li is invincible in the camp. If we don't follow him, are we going to follow a weakling like you? You Who do you think you are?"

"I am the young master of the Ye Kingdom! If you stand down, I can pretend that what happened tonight never happened!"

Although Qi Ziyin was thin, his words at this time were righteous and upright, and he was so frightened that the two people who wanted to attack him did not dare to act rashly.

Yu Li folded his arms, still half leaning on the railing beside the bridge, looking unconcerned:

"Young Master Ye Guo is followed by a personal bodyguard. Could it be that you would tell me that your personal bodyguard is this general? Besides, even if you are indeed the young master, you are just a concubine. Do you take it seriously? Do you think anyone will take you seriously? I heard that when Concubine Jin died—"

"Shut up!" Upon hearing the word "Jin Fei", Qi Ziyin suddenly roared angrily.

The mother of the boy in white, Concubine Jin, passed away when he was six years old. From childhood to adulthood, she always told her son: He is not the eldest son, and even if he has outstanding abilities, he should not try to steal his eldest brother, that is, The current prince, Qi Zixiu, is in the limelight. And Qi Ziyin did follow the wishes of his mother and concubine. He decisively rejected Xiang Baili's guidance on martial arts and only read the books of sages.

Although his father loved him a lot, the time he could spend with him was limited after all. The young master had been faintly aware of the respectful but palpable alienation towards him and his mother from an early age.

Feeling. Even the palace servants who were assigned to serve the mother and son had a miserable face all day long, as if they had eaten Coptis chinensis. It seemed that it was extremely unlucky to serve the mother and son as servants.

It wasn't until the winter month of that year that the news of their mother's death finally tore off the last fig leaf from these people's faces. Although Duke Ye personally came to pay his respects and ordered people to bury the deceased well, who knew that Qi Ziyin was the

On the first night of the mother-in-law's vigil, she witnessed with her own eyes more than a hundred palace servants and maids all running away.

As a result, the lonely and helpless young man could only wrap himself in a quilt and kneel beside his mother's coffin blankly, with no particles in or a drop of water touching. It was not until three days later that the king of the country, Qi Heyin, came again and found that he was exhausted.

He fainted on the ground.

Although after this incident, the palace maids who left their posts without authorization were sentenced to death, this incident still caused serious injury to the young Qi Ziyin's heart, causing his temperament to change drastically and making him increasingly silent and unhappy. And just at this time,

From then on, the young master became a freak in the eyes of others, refusing to wear black clothes no matter what. It seemed that only the spotless white would not remind him of those lonely nights when he was keeping watch for his mother.

Endless darkness and desolation spread around him.

But except for the loyal guard Wan Shi, the suffocating sense of alienation that filled the palace has not dissipated at all. Secretly, people said that this young man who likes white clothes is a broom that brings bad luck to others.

Xing. Qi Ziyin was so angry that he took the initiative to ask his father to move into the quiet and remote Guihongyuan. This move was not only to leave the old palace that had broken his heart, but also to avoid many unpleasant looks and criticisms.

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Now, seeing the always gentle and gentle Qi Ziyin with red eyes, punching Yu Li, who was a head taller than him, Jiang Yan and Ning Yue were also shocked. They didn't know the reason.

The young captain sneered, and tried to teach this ignorant nerd a lesson. But at this juncture, a clear song floated along the canal in the wind:

The moonlight shines on the seaside, and the stars are dim;

Raising the sail to sail north, the weather is cold and snowy.

The sharp edge is waiting to be sharpened, and Ye Ye takes up the sword;

The wilderness is burning with fire, how can we detect the turbid and the pure?

Following the singing, a boat soon appeared in the sight of everyone on the bridge. A person on the boat held a bamboo pen, and soon it sailed close to it. Jiang Yan didn't know who the person was, but he couldn't miss the opportunity.

Without thinking, he grabbed his companion beside him and shouted in a low voice:

"Jump down! Jump down first and then talk!"

Before Yu Li and others could react, the desperate children had already stepped onto the fence beside the bridge and jumped into the air. Their black clothes were like ink, their white clothes were as white as snow, and their red hair was like fire. The three of them landed steadily on the boat.

On the deck, the boat swayed from side to side, causing water to splash outboard on both sides. However, the man holding the pole did not notice anything wrong at all, and instead drove the boat faster.

Yu Li and others immediately wanted to jump off the bridge and chase after them, but in the blink of an eye the boat was already several feet away, making it impossible to catch up.

"Stop the boat, stop the boat immediately!"

"This boat belongs to my master. You can run it as long as you want. How can you be at the mercy of the thugs on the shore?" The pole-holding man, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, responded with great energy.

"I am the captain of the Benhai camp, and there is someone on your boat that I want to capture! If you refuse to stop, you will be working against Ye Guo Zhoushi!"

"Since these three little friends have come aboard, they are my master's distinguished guests. Even if the Ye Guozhou Master really has any issues with them, we can only wait until later!"

"How brave! Who are you? Do you dare to tell me your name?"

"My surname is Mo, and my name is just the word Chen. If you need anything, please come to Yunzhi to look for me!"

As he spoke, the boat moved further and entered the open area of ​​the river. As soon as the man punting the boat finished speaking, he heard a roaring sound and a silver brocade sail was lowered from the mast.

The brocade sail shone brightly in the night, and was embroidered with a skylark flying high in the sky. Qi Ziyin was surprised at first as to why the other party would come to help, but as soon as he saw the pattern on the sail, he immediately exclaimed:

"Your Excellency just said that his surname is Mo, and there is a Yunque family emblem tattooed on the sail. Could it be that he has something to do with the Mo family from Yunzhi City in the south?!"

"I didn't expect that my name, Mo, would be so famous that I would even know about it even a little kid more than a thousand miles away. Yes, yes. It seems that my master did the right thing by allowing you to board the ship today."

The man wearing a bamboo hat laughed and pointed at the curtained hatch on the boat.

A delicate little hand then stretched out from the cabin and lifted the curtain. What was revealed behind the curtain was a bloodless face. The owner of this face had long silver hair hanging neatly on his shoulders.

, but his figure is thin and short, and he looks extremely weak. He is actually a child several years younger than Jiang Yan and the others!

"This younger brother is - the head of the Mo family?"

Qi Ziyin looked a little surprised, but the child in the cabin just smiled and didn't explain much.

"What's so strange about this? The young Patriarch Zeming is the only son of the old Patriarch. After the old Patriarch passed away, the position was naturally passed on to him."

The man holding the pole took the conversation lightly, but as he spoke, he had already sailed the boat to the outside of the city. The guard at the canal exit recognized the skylark on the sail and immediately opened the gate to let him through.

"Zi Yin, who is this Mo family? Is he very powerful?" Jiang Yan could not help but move closer to the boy in white and asked in a low voice.

"Mo's family is the largest salt merchant in Wanzhou and is extremely wealthy. It is said that all the family heads in the past generations were proficient in prophecies and astrology, loved to travel around the world, and also had extensive research in numerology and metaphysics. And the family fortune has not declined for more than a hundred years. It is said that

It has something to do with that.”

The boy in white covered his mouth with his hands and whispered in his companion's ear to explain.

"Proficient in astrology? Isn't that just a fortune teller?"

"This - it's not impossible to say this, but -"

Unexpectedly, even though the two of them lowered their voices, their whispered discussion was still heard by the child in the cabin. The other child still did not speak, but only winked at the person holding the pole outside.

The man named Mo Chen immediately released his hand on the helm and bowed to the two teenagers:

"General and Mr. Qi, although I, Mr. Mo, am proficient in prophecy and astrology, the ancestral secret methods I use are much better than those of ordinary alchemists. I hope you two will not make unreasonable opinions and make Young Master Zeming unhappy."

"Hey - we haven't reported our family status yet, how do you know their last names?"

Ning Yue didn't quite understand what the prophecy astrology was, but she found it very novel and couldn't help but interject and asked.

"To be honest, the little master of the house was watching the stars a few days ago and thought that you two would be provoked by others tonight, so he ordered me to sail by by boat to rescue you from danger. The song Mo Chen sang before was I sang it to the young master Jiang. Sure enough, he felt something in his heart and actually followed the song and jumped out of the boat."

The other party's serious answer made the three children on the boat dumbfounded for a moment. Even Qi Ziyin had never heard that there was a fortune teller in the palace who could predict someone's fate so accurately, and he couldn't help but be surprised. For surprise.

Ning Yue's face was full of curiosity, and she looked at the man holding the pole in front of her with a hint of suspicion, and then at the child in the cabin: "Then, have you ever figured out anything about this girl?"

"This-" The man holding the pole suddenly became speechless.

"Is there anything difficult?"

"The young master of the family only calculated the fate of Young Master Jiang and Young Master Qi. As for you, young lady——"

"Did you miss me? No way, now you have to figure it out for me!" Ning Yue didn't seem to believe that the other party could figure out her own fate, and she acted reluctantly like a mischievous person.

"Isn't there something wrong with this?" The man holding the pole still looked hesitantly at the child sitting in the cabin. Seeing that the other person nodded in agreement, he smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, please give me a moment, girl." Wait a moment."

With that said, he actually handed the rudder in his hand to Jiang Yan's hand, then got into the cabin, and grinded the ink for the silver-haired child. After that, he spent three sticks of incense, and his face looked troubled just now. He walked out, still holding a piece of paper with a few lines of text in his hand, hesitating whether to hand it to the girl outside the cabin: "I think it's better for the girl not to read it."

"It doesn't matter, give it to her." The silver-haired child suddenly spoke, but his voice was a thin whisper, almost drowned by the sound of water outside the boat.

"That's right, I've written everything, what else can't I read?"

Ning Yue didn't hesitate at all, reached out and pulled out the piece of paper with still wet ink, and began to read silently with the help of an oil lamp lit under the cabin door. What she saw written on the paper was:

Beauty is said to be peerless, God-given spirit in the bones;

I often think of leaving home for a long time and moving to Beijing.

Bright eyes, skin of ice and snow, hair of fire rare in the world;

The muscles and bones are solid and intact, and the good hands hide the true heart.

This life is full of love, and the waning moon makes me sigh.

When we look back on the past, we will never see each other again...

However, before she finished reading the poem, she suddenly crumpled the paper in her hand and threw it into the river: "Nonsense, nonsense, it's all nonsense! This is just what you said!"

"Ning Yue, what's wrong with you? What was written on that piece of paper?" Qi Ziyin had never seen a girl lose such a temper before, and immediately stepped forward to ask.

Ning Yue refused to answer, but kept shaking her head: "What she wrote is full of nonsense! Stop the boat, I want to get off!"

The girl's red hair fluttered in the wind, caressing the cheek of the boy in white, tickling her.

Qi Ziyin was a little embarrassed and looked back at the silver-haired child in the cabin. The other person didn't pay attention to it at all, but slowly whispered a few words into the servant's ear. The man holding the pole came out immediately and rushed Qi Ziyin made a bow:

"The young master also wants to give Mr. Qi eight words: When you hide away, relief is rare."

Qi Ziyin was also stunned on the spot. Others may not understand the meaning of this sentence, but his chest suddenly felt like being struck by lightning, and an indescribable fear surged up in his chest. Because of these eight words , it was the last words that the concubine left to herself before she died! And the other party had inadvertently understood the secret deep in his heart!

"Hey, you two, why do you look so ugly?"

Jiang Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold his companion's shoulder. But before he could continue to ask, the boat under his feet had already reached the shore. Ning Yue immediately jumped out of the boat without looking back and ran towards the city gate. Go. The black-eyed boy hesitated for a moment, but he had no choice but to pull Qi Ziyin, who was still uneasy, and turned around to give these two unknown weirdos a hard look, and then chased them out.

Mo Chen, who was standing on the side of the ship, turned around and looked at the boy in the cabin with a puzzled face: "Little master, is this really appropriate for you?"

"My father once told me that the destiny cannot be violated. In this era when gold and jade are on the outside but in ruins, nothing can last forever, whether it is the comfort of the moment or the hesitation of the future. For the three of them, If you recognize the true face of this world earlier, you may be able to accept your destiny earlier, which is not a bad thing."

"But will acting so radically be counterproductive?"

"No. I believe that soon those three people will realize that the good wishes they have made and the absurd oaths they have sworn will eventually be trampled under their feet by cruel fate. And there are only two people in front of them. Either way, you have to fight to survive or suffer death."

The silver-haired child still just smiled and shook his head, looking at the retreating figures of the three people on the shore, and said lightly:

"In fact, our destiny has been intertwined for a long time. I hope you three will take care of yourself. One day, we will meet again."

There was a gentle breeze, and it seemed that the sky was about to get bright. The boat began to ripple unsteadily in the water, and in the blink of an eye it was submerged in the morning mist floating in the bay, and it was no longer traceable.

Thank you for your tasteful attention to "Twin Moon". I hope the wheat grown by Xiaoli will suit your taste. You can follow the official account of the same name~

(End of chapter)


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