Wang's courtyard.
Gu Yue's ghost mist gradually became thinner as he fled, and several red lotuses bloomed from the east courtyard to the west wall, from prosperous to a few scattered ones. As soon as each red lotus bloomed, Master Tao reached out to pluck it away.
A ray of moonlight came from Jinling City and cut off Tao Fuzi's path.
Master Tao stretched out his hand and picked up the moonlight lingering in front of May.
Wu Yue looked surprised that the old man had such a surprising method. Unable to use Chasing the Wind and Chasing the Moon, he is a lame man with only one leg. He is unable to save people and is only a burden.
While he was scolding himself, a red lotus rose from under his feet and threw him out of the wall.
Lone Moon wrapped herself tightly in the ghost mist, turned around and stopped on the wall, using her skinny body to block Tao Fuzi's blow.
He is Gu Yue, Mingyue Tower’s last support.
Tao Fuzi stretched out his finger and pointed at Gu Yue's chest, clasping his empty hands tightly, but there was nothing in his palm.
Master Tao was stunned.
While Master Tao was hesitating, Gu Yue turned over and jumped out of the wall, and a ray of moonlight carried him away into the distance.
Master Tao did not chase after him. He stood on the wall, looked into the distance, and murmured in a low voice: "What kind of obsession is it that makes a person like you, who has run out of life, work so hard to survive in this world."
The moonlight fell on the backyard of an inconspicuous porridge shop in Jinling. Lone Yue coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood. The ghostly mist disappeared in front of her, and her body as skinny as a bamboo pole lay on Wuyue's back.
Wuyue put her hands on Gu Yue, who was about to fall to the ground. In her memory, Gu Yue was tall and strong when she was a child, shielding them from the wind and rain. Now he was lying on her body, as thin as a child. Her heart tightened, and her eyes Tears welled up in my eyes.
"Find a dark place, I want to retreat, don't tell anyone else."
Gu Yue's weak voice made Wu Yue secretly turn her face away and wipe away her tears. No one knew Gu Yue's skills, except that every time he was injured, he could recover as before in a few days of seclusion.
Everyone has a secret. Wuyue didn't ask any more questions. She walked to the dark pavilion in the backyard and placed Gu Yue in place.
In the porridge shop, April, who was drinking sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice with his back to the door, couldn't hear the movement in the backyard, scooped up a spoonful of glutinous rice glutinous rice and put it into his mouth.
Qixia Mountain, in the red leaf forest, a red leaf fell on Wang Jixinru's shirt. He had already sat on a stone. There was no one sitting on the chessboard made of polished rocks in front of him, and no one was holding it.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of black stones fell on the chessboard. Every time Wang Jixin dropped a stone, a few drops of sweat overflowed from his forehead.
With his half-step immortality state, it was a bit difficult to suppress Xie Husheng's immortality state.
Tea Saint Lu Yu trampled the red leaves on the ground and approached. Wang Jixin felt guilty as a thief. He knew exactly why Lu Yu was showing up at this time, but he had no time to separate and let him walk in front of him.
Tea Sage Lu Yu rolled up his sleeves and sat opposite Wang Jixin. He grabbed a handful of white stones from the chess box and threw them into the chessboard. The white stones rolled down and surrounded several black stones. Yi Gua, I want to see you being beaten up by someone today."
As if facing a formidable enemy, Wang Jixin drew several vertical and horizontal paths with his two fingers in mid-air, and the red leaf forest became a chessboard for his moves. He complained: "Old Lu, it's just a few baskets of new tea, what's the matter?"
Xie Husheng, dressed in a green shirt, appeared in the red leaf forest. With powerful punches, he rushed directly to Wang Jixin's face.
Wang Jixin took a few steps back, a sunspot appeared on his fingertips, and he pressed it in the air. The distance between the two of them was tens of feet away.
There were tea-tasting utensils on the stone platform. Lu Yu filled a cup of tea for himself. The tea soup was slightly bitter and difficult to taste. Lu Yu spat on the ground, stamped his feet angrily, and cursed Wang Jixin for ruining his good tea.
Xie Husheng stepped closer to Wang Jixin and punched again.
Wang Jixin concentrated his attention, and four sons fell out of nowhere, blocking Xie Husheng's luck.
The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and the eight hundred miles of Dongting wash away the red leaves of Qixia Mountain, and the two of them are indistinguishable for a while.
The small stove on the stone platform for boiling mountain spring water used high-quality charcoal, which was smokeless, odorless, and non-choking. Lu Yu used the hot mountain spring water to wash the tea set, and then took a pot of clean water and put it on the stove slowly. To boil, twist out a handful of tea from the tea jar where the king has accumulated money, rub it with your fingertips to get the fragrance, put it in a tea cup, and wait until the mountain spring water is boiled to the right temperature to make tea.
The high-quality charcoal is strong, and the water vapor in the pot rises, filling it with the fragrance of the mountains. Lu Yu, who is waiting for the tea, is calm and relaxed, enjoying a piece of heaven and earth quietly in front of the stone platform.
The red leaves in the red leaf forest were blown all over the sky by Xie Husheng's fist wind.
Wang Jixin entered the game alone and played several pieces in succession. The water in Dongting was like autumn dew in the mountains, soaking the hem of his Confucian shirt.
The new tea brewed by himself had a unique taste. Lu Yu slowly tasted the tea and reminded Xie Husheng: "Don't let him take advantage of it. It will be bad for you over time."
Lu Yu helped him get out of trouble, Xie Husheng nodded and thanked him, and punched Wuji wildly.
Wang Jixin, who kept parrying, abandoned the elegance of the literary people, blurted out his words, and greeted Lu Yu's ancestors in the past generations. He pressed the chess piece with one hand and rolled the luck of the Qixia Mountains into the chessboard.
"Shibo, is what happened today a little too much?"
In the red leaf forest, a woman in a green dress threw a few stones, and the forest turned around, throwing Xie Husheng out of Qixia Mountain.
The woman was born delicate and graceful, with years of poetry and calligraphy imbued with solemnity. Her eyes were clear and she was not angry and proud.
Lu Yu, who was enjoying the tea, stood up in a hurry and said with an apologetic smile: "There are still distinguished guests at home, Shibo goes first."
As Lu Yu walked away, the woman turned her hands, scattered a few pebbles on the ground and changed their positions. After walking out of the red leaf forest, Lu Yu walked back to the stone platform in a daze.
Knowing that he had tricked the woman, she refused to let go and it was difficult for him to walk out of Qixia Mountain. Lu Yu explained: "Qingyao, I am not to blame for what happened today. It was your father who stole the unpicked new tea from my Lu Yuan. I'm here to come. Debt collection.”
Wang Qingyao glared at Wang Jixin, walked to the tea table, twisted the tea, put a cup of tea on each corner of the tea table, and said calmly: "My father stole your tea, and asked him to take off his Confucian shirt and put on his plowing clothes." Plow, can I plow a few acres of tea garden for you?"
The tea was good, but a little hot to the touch. Lu Yu said cautiously: "Ask your father to plow the fields, if he is willing."
"Of course he has to listen to what I say."
The woman put down the teapot and turned her hands over. The stones on the ground changed their positions. Wang Jixin sat back on the tea table. He wanted to protest a few words, but Wang Qingyao blocked his mouth with a cup of hot tea. He lowered his head to sip the tea and did not dare to complain about the tea. Hot mouth.
Xie Husheng walked back to the red leaf forest from the cave. His anger was still lingering. The woman leaned towards him and saluted, "Zongheng Academy has offended many people. I hope Lord Xie Hu will forgive me."
Xie Husheng pointed at Wang Jixin and said with bad temper: "I'm in the Wang family now. If I kill that Gu Yue who is blocking the road, I can ask that poisonous woman in the Wang family about the whereabouts of my A Mo. He brought me here and he's a fool." If anything happens to my Amo, believe it or not, I will raze your Qixia Mountain to the ground."
Lu Yu comforted him: "I asked you a question. The girl named A Mo has escaped from trouble and is now fishing on Poyang Lake."
Xie Husheng said dubiously: "Seriously?"
Wang Qingyao, who was ordering tea at the side, said softly: "Uncle Lu's hexagrams have never been wrong. You can go to Poyang to find out."
Xie Husheng caught a glimpse of Wang Jixin, who was drinking tea with his head down. He clenched his fist and said, "I'll come back to you to settle today's debt."
Wang Jixin lowered his head and drank tea without saying a word.
Xie Husheng walked out of Qixia Mountain in one step from Dongting, then out of Jinling in a few steps and rushed to Poyang Lake.
Wang Jixin drank the tea in his hand and put the tea cup back on the stone table. He didn't dare to look at Wang Qingyao and whispered: "Girl, everyone has left. I..."
Wang Qingyao ignored him and raised his sleeves slightly. A few stones scattered on the ground flew back into his palms and put them back into the sachet on his waist. He bent down and saluted Lu Yu, "Uncle, the formation has been solved. You can go down the mountain by yourself and go back to find it." One fine day, let Linlang bring a message when he returns to the academy to teach, so that my father can cultivate your tea garden."
"Then I have to go back and have a good time searching." Lu Yu smiled proudly, got up and walked out of the red leaf forest.
As soon as Lu Yu left, Wang Jixin straightened up, swept off the red leaves on the stone chessboard with his sleeves, and complained: "You won't really let your father plow the fields for that guy, look, your father This guy is not an old scalper plowing the fields."
Wang Qingyao said mercilessly: "Since you know, why do you still do such a shameful thing?"
Wang Jixin chuckled, "Wouldn't this save some money? The academy's accounts are very tight recently."
Wang Qingyao rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you feel sorry for me, selling a few more of those chess pieces in your private collection will be enough to feed and clothe the academy for several years."
Wang Jixin had a look of fear on his face and protected the chessboard in front of him, "That won't work, those are my lives."
Wang Qingyao turned around and walked away, "Since you can't bear it, you might as well commit yourself to working as a coolie in Uncle Lu's Lu Garden and cultivating the tea garden."
After Wang Jixin heard this, he was dejected and touched the round chess piece in his hand, feeling secretly sad.
Wang Qingyao walked out of the red leaf forest. As the youngest headmaster of Zongheng Academy, she knew every road in Qixia Mountain by heart. Today, the mountain gate is closed, there are no salesmen and individual tourists climbing the mountain, and most of the academy disciples have gone home to reunite, so the mountain is much deserted.
Not in a hurry to return to Zongheng Academy, Wang Qingyao took a detour into a small road. The small road was hidden and almost untraveled, and the weeds on the roadside were more lush than elsewhere. The path is long, and the ancient trees in the clouds fold into pieces of light and shadow. Birds and animals pass through, leaving a shadow.
After walking for an hour, Wang Qingyao crossed the path and stopped at a cliff.
There is a solitary grave on the cliff, with stones piled up in front of it.
Wang Qingyao leaned down, pulled out the weeds on the grave, took out a stone from the sachet at his waist, and stacked it on top of the pile of stones.
"Mom, the leaves on the mountains are red again this year, but my dad still hasn't left the red leaf forest."
Wang Qingyao looked far into the distance and could see the red leaves of Qixia Mountain from the cliff.
Qixia was originally a bald mountain. When Wang Jixin was six years old, he met the girl he was playing chess with in the Wang family library. He fell in love with her at first sight and learned that she was too weak to travel far and liked red leaves. In order for her to be able to see the red leaves when she was in Jinling, Wang Jixin would climb mountains and plant several red maple trees every day after studying. He had been planting them for twenty years, and they never fell every day.
That year, the mountains were full of red leaves. Twenty-six-year-old Wang Jixin took his daughter out and pointed at the red leaves all over the mountains, smiling like a child.
That day, the woman's smile was more beautiful than the red leaves all over the mountain.
From then on, the Wang family lost a versatile general and prime minister, and Qixia Mountain gained a chess master who could play chess with his wife.
At that time, women could not become wives, so Wang Jixin set up the Zongheng Academy in Qixia Mountain so that women could learn the six arts and eight elegances. In addition, they could learn military formations, martial arts, market skills, farming astrology, and medical and culinary arts. Many academic academies also have teaching facilities.
Zongheng Academy does not have the strict rules of the Wang family library, and most of the children from aristocratic families who are not interested in official studies are willing to climb mountains and practice in order to broaden their horizons.
