"Now you are a red-blooded swordsman respected by everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty. You are better than your master and you are proud of your master."
The master and apprentice came back to their senses from their memories. Jian Wuyi looked pleased and patted Xiahou Qingyi's shoulder gently, just like when she first accepted a disciple.
Xiahou Qingyi just nodded slightly.
"You are still so well-behaved. You know that my master can't bear to hear your short 'Hey! Hey!', yet you still accommodate me..." Jian Wuyu sighed, with a look of shame on his face, and said, "But, you also This awakens the ruthless Jian Wuyi, which is another meritorious deed."
After saying this, Jian Wuyi smiled heartily and looked at his disciple, the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.
Xiahou Qingyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
His master is still the same master, there is no change.
"However, I heard that you were a guest at Liang Xiao's house recently?"
Faced with Jian Wuyi's sudden inquiry, Xiahou Qingyi did not dare to hide it and just nodded.
"You, a dignified knight from the north, have always been indifferent to fame and wealth. How come you are so close to people in the officialdom?" Jian Wuyi asked again.
Xiahou Qingyi was stunned, then left Jian Wuyi's arms and went to get paper and pen to write.
"What do you think of Liang Xiao?"
Hearing this, Xiahou Qingyi left words on the paper without saying anything.
[He is very, very, very, very good. 】
Looking at the three good faces, Jian Wuyi's eyes changed.
"How does he compare to Jian Canglang?"
[A world of difference. 】
When Jian Wuyuan saw her words, he couldn't laugh or cry.
"The majestic Xichuan Sword Sect has turned into mud in your eyes. It's a good thing that the Fourth Brother is not here, otherwise I would be crying without tears."
Xiahou Qingyi's eyes were calm and he silently wrote the poem Liang Xiao had written today.
"Poor Wuding Riverside Gu, like a person in a boudoir's dream..." Jian Wuyi muttered this line, his pupils trembling faintly, "Is this written by Liang Xiao?"
Seeing Xiahou Qingyi nod, Jian Wuyi calmed down and gave a serious lesson.
"If you had fallen in love with the fourth child back then, you would have been a match made in heaven. In the future, you will definitely be a heroic couple that everyone in the world will envy. It's a pity that you just don't like the young heroes of the Sword Clan."
"But as a teacher, I still hope that you will not follow in the footsteps of my sworn sister and be blinded by people in the officialdom! Back then, she was also a heroine in green who was respected by everyone in the world. But because of a man, she retired from the world. The couple and the I parted ways. As a result, after she gave birth to a child for him, she passed away..."
"He only focused on leading troops to fight, and he never fulfilled any of the promises he made to my sister. My sister still called his name when she was dying! All men in the world are virtuous, and it is because of this couple that I will never be a teacher. marry."
Xiahou Qingyi looked at his master quietly, feeling sad in his heart.
Her master never mentioned who the heroine in green married.
But she suddenly thought of what happened after the disaster of moving the capital...
Mrs. Lanling Hou passed away after giving birth to Liang Xiao, so why was Liang Xiao taken away for adoption because her parents died?
"Before you return to Bashu, my master will always be here to accompany you. You are a guest at the Lanling Marquis Mansion, so remember to come back here to have a look."
Hearing this, Xiahou Qingyi's eyes showed a bit of reluctance, but he still picked up the pen after all.
[I will bid farewell to Marquis Lanling and come back to accompany Master. 】
Jian Wuyuan saw her reaction in his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief with mixed emotions.
This is the disciple she brought up. How can I not know what she is thinking?
[Master, do you want to meet Marquis Lanling? 】
Jian Wuyi shook his head repeatedly: "I have only met a person like Prime Minister Zhuge once, let alone a young prefect. I am injured and need to rest, and I will not allow outsiders to disturb me."
Xiahou Qingyi quickly held her hand, eyes full of worry.
Jian Wuyi said with a guilty conscience: "It just needs some rest, it's not a fatal injury... When the time is right, my master will meet him naturally."
"Besides, my teacher also wants to see how much of Liang Xun's son has inherited the skills of his ancestor."
Xiahou Qingyi just nodded.
Liang Xun, the Marquis of Lanling, was the father of Liang Xiao.
"My master wants to see who gave him the courage to use the name of Lord Wu."
Hearing this, Xiahou Qingyi's eyes were full of doubts.
The Emperor Wu of the Wu Dynasty defeated foreigners, opened up new territories, and became famous throughout history.
Wu Jun was the honorific title given to him by enemies on the border who were frightened by the news, so it was often used by the people.
The name of Lord Wu? Xiao?
Emperor Wu of the Wu Dynasty was still surnamed Liang...
"At that time, on the top of the Great Wall, Lord Wu pointed his sword at the Xiongnu and issued an edict in public: 'Anyone who dares to cross the Great Wall without my orders will have his clan punished!'"
"The Xiongnu did not dare to go south to herd horses for three hundred years, and even gave up the name of the Xiongnu. Who would have thought that less than twenty years after the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, they would bow down to the Northern Hu people and aristocratic families, and even bring about the disaster of moving the capital? What a humiliation! This Liang Xiao dares to come to guard Yanzhou, he is like a father, but I don’t know how much he has, and he dares to face Beihu directly."
Xiahou Qingyi heard that Jian Wuyi was filled with resentment and couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to respond.
What her master said was true.
Jian Wuyuan looked back at Xiahou Qingyi, with rare disappointment in her eyes.
This kid suddenly stopped selling armor to the Gongsun family a while ago.
Based on what he knew, Jian Wuyuan understood that this child saw hope in Dazhou.
After Jian Wuyuan sighed, he waved his hand and said softly: "It's useless to talk more. I'm on my way for my teacher. I'm a little tired today, so I'll rest first."
After Xiahou Qingyi said hello, he obediently took the door to the room and went back to say goodbye to Liang Xiao.
Listening to Xiahou Qingyi's footsteps disappearing, Jian Wuyuan picked up the poem she had silently written again.
"Poor bones by the Wuding River, like a person in a boudoir's dream..."
Jian Wuyuan recited this sentence over and over again, tears streaming down his face, covering his face with sadness.
"It's you who betrayed me! It's you who betrayed me!!!"
On the way to Lanlinghou Mansion, Xiahou Qingyi's thoughts were racing.
Before, she never understood one thing.
The Northern Hu people threatened the Great Zhou Dynasty. In a sense, it was beneficial to the Bashu Gongsun family.
But why did her master hate Beihu so much that he once went to Yanzhou to hunt down Beihu cavalry and Beihu spies?
Now, Xiahou Qingyi vaguely understood.
Is it related to the "sworn sister" that Master calls her? still……
In the lobby, Qin Baili and others read the new poem and were full of praise.
"I believe that the nobles of Guanlong will resonate with this poem after reading it. They should also understand that Marquis Lanling can understand their pain."
After Qin Xun praised him, he couldn't help but ask: "But it's just a poem. It's impossible to bring them back. Marquis Lanling, how should we treat the Guanlong nobles?"
Liang Xiao glanced at Qin Xun meaningfully and replied: "I am confident. No matter what, there is a difference between monarch and minister. They are ministers after all. As long as they do not overstep their bounds, everything must be discussed."
While everyone was talking, Gu Pingxiu returned to report: "Master Marquis, the hero of the Red Blood Sword is back."
After Liang Xiao left, all officials also performed their duties.
Qin Xun also went to the agreed house.
