The officers and soldiers threw away their knives after hearing this, but did not pay attention to Lu Xingwei. Instead, they knelt down and bandaged Huang Xiaosheng's wound. While bandaging, he said, "That's the young master of the Lu family who had an accident near here the year before last. Oh, his uncle."
They colluded with the prince to plot rebellion, and after the failure, all the members of the family were executed, and there was no official for a long time. But you are loyal and a good man, so I will let you go."
Having just saved his life, but knowing that his family had suffered a catastrophe, Lu Xingwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at Huang Xiaosheng, he saw that the face that had always only smiled suddenly bared his teeth, showing a ferocious expression that he had never seen before.
The officers and soldiers left the village, leaving behind their two children and the wet nurse. They did not want to stay in the village full of nightmare memories, and they did not dare to return to their hometown, so they had to walk farther away, begging along the way, and headed south. One day, a group of
The man on horseback galloped past them, and after a while he galloped back and stopped on their way. The leader dismounted and said, "Aren't these the young master and nanny of Brother Lu's family? So you are still alive."
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The middle-aged man was a close friend of Master Lu. Thinking of his old friendship, he sent the three people from Tianzhou to Yunzhou and asked someone to send a letter to the famous Fengguang Sect in Ziyun City to take them in. The Fengguang Sect had just accepted them.
The successor as head Jiang Bocai
He was just thirty years old, a little fat, and couldn't see his eyes when he smiled. At first, he only said that he would accept Lu Xingwei as his disciple, but when Lu Xingwei knelt down and kowtowed three times and said, "Please accept my brother as a disciple," he also accepted Huang Xiaosheng.
It's under the door.
Lu Xingwei also took the initiative to ask Huang Xiaosheng to be his senior brother, and he only became the master's second disciple. After Huang Xiaosheng became a disciple, he immediately showed his talent in practicing martial arts, and soon learned all the Fengguang Sect's martial arts moves from Jiang Bo. Fengguang Sect's up and down
We all like Huang Xiaosheng, that picture all day long
With a smiling face, he made people happy and comfortable wherever he went. Gradually, Lu Xingwei, who was slowly progressing in martial arts and had a frown on his face all day long, was ignored by everyone. Other sects and gangs almost only knew that there was someone in the Fengguang Sect.
The eldest disciple, Huang Xiaosheng, had never known that there was a second disciple, Lu Xingwei.
But Lu Xingwei couldn't feel any jealousy in his heart. His life was saved by his brothers and wet nurse, so how could he dare to be jealous of his brothers? He never resented his master for only mentioning Huang Xiaosheng and not himself in front of outsiders, because Lu Xingwei knew very well that master gave him
He puts in a lot of energy on his body, and cares more about his daily diet and homework than his parents who have passed away.
Due to his seclusion and introverted personality, Lu Xingwei rarely interacted with Fengguang Sect. The only people he could talk to on weekdays were his master Jiang Bo, his senior brother Huang Xiaosheng and his wet nurse. There was only one person - his master's daughter, Jiang Ting. His junior sister Jiang Ting
She had lost her mother since she was a child, and she was often sick. She always practiced fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. In her free time, she often lay on the window sill and watched Lu Xingwei and Huang Xiaosheng practice.
Whenever Jiang Ting watched, Huang Xiaosheng asked Lu Xingwei to spar with him, and then a set of smooth moves knocked the sword in Lu Xingwei's hand to the ground. Jiang Ting would clap his hands at this time: "Big Brother wins again, second brother."
Senior brother, you have to work harder." Huang Xiaosheng laughed, and Lu Xingwei also laughed.
Day after day, year after year, without even realizing it, Huang Xiaosheng and Lu Xingwei grew up to be handsome young men. Huang Xiaosheng became famous at a young age, often hanging out with other talents in the world, and gradually his fame spread to the entire cloud.
Zhou. Lu Xingwei still stays in his residence all day long.
Sometimes he practiced martial arts, sometimes he wrote and painted, sometimes he played the flute and the piano. Most of the warriors were rough, and the other disciples and disciples in the sect were naturally not happy with Lu Xingwei's literati-like lifestyle, and became even more alienated. Lu Xingwei didn't take it seriously, but Jiang
Instead, Ting often came to him and asked him to teach him poetry, painting, and musical instruments.
Lu Xingwei can only find some solace in his boring life when he gets along with his junior sisters. Without his parents and relatives, he does not have to be filial and responsible for others. Although his master and senior brothers treat him well, he can do nothing to help them.
.The advancement of martial arts has been unsatisfactory, and many of the skills I learned in my childhood have no use in the wild rivers and lakes. Although many rivers and lakes are very lively, I have never been able to participate in them, and I am just a spectator.
Only when Jiang Ting stared at him writing poems and painting with dark, watery eyes, did Lu Xingwei feel that the emptiness in his heart was being filled by something; while Jiang Ting whispered poems and sang songs while flipping her hanging hair.
At this time, Lu Xingwei felt something burning in his chest again; and every time Jiang Ting said goodbye and left, Lu Xingwei felt that his whole body was empty and cold, as if all the blood in his body had been sucked out of his blood vessels.
Once, Lu Xingwei taught Jiang Ting how to play the piano. He stared at the slender fingers twirling on the strings and the back of his hand as smooth as jade, his heart was beating loudly, and he couldn't help but put his hand up, covering it.
On the back of her hand, Lu Xingwei immediately noticed that he had lost his composure, but was reluctant to let go. However, the junior sister unexpectedly
Without retracting his hand, Lu Xingwei could hear her increasingly rapid breathing, and closed his eyes to smell her fragrant hair. The two of them didn't move, they just stopped there quietly, as if the world had stopped with them. Until outside
A bird chirped and flew up to the eaves, and the junior sister rushed out of the house with a blushing face.
That day, Huang Xiaosheng came back from abroad with his master, and brought back the latest news from the world, saying that the world was in chaos, that the demon sect had caused many murders in various parts of the Nine Provinces, and that the ten major sects of the three major countries had sent troops to kill. Lu Xingwei did not
He was concerned about the demon sect and the world, but his mind was still filled with the smooth and delicate hands of his junior sister. But when he returned to his room and passed by the bamboo garden at night, Lu Xingwei heard the voices of Huang Xiaosheng and his junior sister coming from the bamboo forest, and he couldn't help but stop in his tracks.
Just listen to Huang Xiaosheng say: "Sister Ting, I heard that you are practicing the flute recently. Do you like this one I brought from Qiangzhou in the west?"
The junior sister sounded very happy and said: "It turns out that the Qiang flute is made of oil bamboo. Of course I like it."
Hearing this, Lu Xingwei was heartbroken: the Qiang flute and the flute are two completely different things, and my senior brother didn't understand the music, so he bought the wrong one. But my junior sister still said she liked it, and it turned out that she didn't like the Qiang flute, but her senior brother. There were frequent wars on the border.
, many people were taken away as spies or undercover agents of the Demon Cult. Senior Brother took the risk to buy Qiang flutes as gifts for Junior Sister, which shows that Senior Brother also likes Junior Sister.
For the first time in his life, Lu Xingwei became jealous of Huang Xiaosheng. From then on, he deliberately alienated his senior brother and junior sister, and kept the door of his courtyard closed all day long. His mind became increasingly upset, and he put the piano aside after playing the piano twice, and crumpled half of the painting into a ball.
Throwing it into the paper basket, I would have to squirt ink to blacken the whole piece of rice paper to write three lines of poems. I would often stare at the eaves in a daze, wondering if I could become a bird and fly freely in the sky.
No more worries.
After being rejected several times, the junior sister no longer came. Lu Xingwei felt that whatever food he ate every day was tasteless. Sometimes when he was dancing in the courtyard, he would suddenly put the sword blade across his neck, thinking of striking him with a sword.
, it’s all over, there is one less boring onlooker, the world is still lively. But every time at this time, I will think of my junior sister’s smile, and I will linger for a while, not daring to be ruthless.
Until one morning two months later, the sound of a whistling flute sounded in the yard, waking Lu Xingwei from his dream. Lu Xingwei had never heard the music before, but it was very sweet. As soon as he closed his eyes, the mountain springs and bamboo forest terraces came to his mind.
Butterflies and birds were chasing each other. Lu Xingwei stood up and opened the window, and saw his junior sister sitting on the stone in the courtyard, holding a Qiang flute in her hand, with a blush on her face.
"What song is this?"
Lu Xingwei asked.
"Second Senior Brother, this is a piece for you." Jiang Ting put down the Qiang flute, "I have to let you name it."
"Tune for me?"
Lu Xingwei was very confused.
"Of course it's a song for you." Jiang Ting swung her qiang flute and her face turned even redder. "I slipped away while playing the piano that day and made you angry. I don't know how to apologize to satisfy you. It just so happened that Master Brother gave it to you.
It took two months to make a Qiang flute
This piece of music has more feeling when played on the Qiang flute than on the flute... So, Second Senior Brother, are you still angry with me? Don't be angry with me for coming in without permission. I came to you for advice a few times ago,
You didn't even open the door, so I climbed over the wall this time."
"Not angry - when have I ever been angry?"
Lu Xingwei finally realized that everything was a misunderstanding caused by his own random thoughts. He couldn't help but jump out of the window and held Jiang Ting in his arms: "Junior sister, I will never be angry with you in this life."
For Lu Xingwei, until now, this big dream was still beautiful. Although it was dark and gloomy most of the time, the future seemed to be getting brighter and brighter because of Jiang Ting's existence.