Chapter 64: The wind and snow see off Yi Shuihan

Style: Fantasy Author: LiexiWords: 3669Update Time: 24/01/18 09:57:26
Zhang Liang cupped his hands and replied: "The shopkeeper said, if we are destined to meet again, if not, we will say goodbye..."

He did not say that Li Xiuyuan was already waiting for him on the other side of the river. At this moment, Zhang Liang felt that he was somewhat similar to Jing Ke, because he had also said goodbye to his master and Li Xiuyuan.

He also once assassinated Qin with the big guy in front of Bolangsha, although the two of them failed that time.

However, this was a secret in his heart. He did not tell the Master, nor Li Xiuyuan, nor even Shuzi.

Just like Li Xiuyuan once told him, there are some secrets that you don't have to tell.

Gao Jianli, who was also wearing a white robe, looked at Zhang Liang and Jing Ke in front of him and couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you two go together? It's a long road, isn't it lonely?"

Jing Ke patted Gao Jian's shoulder and replied in a deep voice: "Jing Ke must maintain his own state of mind and cannot drag Zhang Liang in."

Zhang Liang thought about it, he still had Li Xiuyuan who was afraid of causing trouble!

Thinking of this, he cupped his hands with the three of them and said, "Zhang Liang has been walking all the way. He may even walk to the East China Sea again. I can only ask Mr. Jing to take care of it!"

Jing Ke cupped his hands and replied: "My son, Dayan, is used to being alone. We are destined to meet again!"

Prince Dan looked at the two of them and said, "In that case, you two will cherish the trip! We are destined to meet again."

Jing Ke thought for a moment, looked at Zhang Liang and asked, "I wonder how long it will take us to reach the imperial city if we go west?"

Zhang Liang lowered his head and thought for a while, then clasped his hands and replied: "I stopped and stopped when I came here, which delayed me for a lot of days. If you, sir, keep going, I think it will take you twelve or three days to get there."

"Thank you, I can't wait." Jing Ke said with a smile: "Be careful along the way, the world is not peaceful now."

Prince Dan shook his head and said to Jing Ke: "Mr. Jing, take care of yourself and don't provoke the robbers on the road!"

Jing Ke pointed at Qin Wuyang behind him and said, "There is a bodyguard here. It is estimated that the bandits will flee far away when they hear his voice."

Qin Wuyang looked at him and smiled, but did not say anything.

Li Xiuyuan in the carriage couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

"Do you expect this cat-like guy to protect you from the wind and rain ahead? Don't you know that when the tiger comes, he can't even take care of himself, so how can he help you kill the enemy?"

At this moment, Lao Zhang, who was driving the car, asked: "Shopkeeper, do we want to go to that small slope? We can see Mr. Zhang Liang and others from a distance there."

Li Xiuyuan opened a corner of the curtain, looked at a small slope not far from the river, and replied: "Just go there, Zhang Liang will come over soon."

Lao Zhang nodded and hurriedly walked slowly up the hill.

Li Xiuyuan opened the corner of the curtain, passed through the ancient trees, wind and snow, and the small bridge, and looked at the people on the bank of Yishui.

Just like he had traveled through countless time and space in the car, thinking about Jing Ke braving the wind and snow, heading west just to assassinate Qin.

By the Yishui River, the wind and snow are still there.

Zhang Liang held Gao Jianli's hand tightly and said in a solemn voice: "Welcome to the imperial city, sir. If we are destined, we can drink and talk and get drunk for three days."

Gao Jianli bowed deeply and said softly: "Say hello to Shopkeeper Li for me. I like his wine and the music he plays even more."

The servants who had prepared the sacrificial ceremony came over, looked at Prince Dan and asked, "The time has come, Young Master can sacrifice to the Road God!"

Prince Dan nodded and offered sacrifices to the road gods. Jing Ke and Chun Wuyang were about to leave on their long journey, and the king and his ministers were afraid they would never see each other again.

Zhang Liang said to Prince Fan, "Please let me preside over the sacrificial ceremony! This is a joyful event."

Jing Ke clasped his hands and said, "Your Highness, please come forward and clear the way for us, so that Jing Ke can create a bright future for Dayan!"

Gao Jianli said: "It's a long road, Brother Jing, take care along the way!"

Prince Dan looked at the crowd and said in a solemn voice: "Let's pay homage to the road gods, respect heaven and earth, and see Mr. off!"

As a result, everyone saw Prince Dan step forward and light the incense candle prepared by his servants, and a faint scent of sandalwood filled the air in the wind and snow.

During the sacrificial etiquette, paper and incense were burned. Prince Dan quietly finished reciting the sacrificial ritual in his hand, and finally placed it on a candle to light it to worship the sky.

All the guests dressed in white robes saluted to heaven and prayed to the road god.

The people in Yishui Village knelt down to bow to the sky and worship the road god, praying for good weather and a good harvest in the coming year.

Zhang Liang said goodbye to Gao Jianli, thought for a moment, and handed him the bottle of wine he brought: "This is a gift from the shopkeeper."

Gao Jianli put away the wine and sighed: "Death is enough to have a close friend in life!"

Jing Ke bowed to Prince Dan and said, "I may never see you again when I go here. Please take care of yourself, Your Highness, and forget about me!"

Prince Dan hugged Jing Ke tightly and cried bitterly: "It's my uselessness that has caused General Fan and sir to suffer. Sir, take care!"

Jing Ke's tears instantly fell down, and he said in a daze: "After we say goodbye, we will meet again. Your Highness cherishes Jin An!"

Gao Jianli shook his head, patted the two of them on the shoulders and said, "Your Highness, Brother Jing, even if we can't be brothers in this life, there will be an afterlife!"

Zhang Liang looked at the appearance of the three of them and couldn't help but said: "Some things have to be done by people, and you three don't have to do this."

Li Xiuyuan, who was leaning in the car, looked at the scene by the Yishui River, thinking about every bit of his journey, and couldn't help but sigh.

Silently he took out the guqin and put it on his lap, and took out a towel to wipe the strings and body of the guqin.

A murmured: "Don't be sad, don't be sad! Don't be sad!"

The fingers gently plucked the strings, and a sound flowed out from the strings like water droplets through the stone in the cold winter.

Before this drop of stone-penetrating water fell on the snowy ground, it had already turned into a dull knife in the general's hand, making a screeching sound as it was dragged along the long street.

Before Zhang Liang and his party could recover, the sonorous sound of dragging knives instantly turned into flying snow all over the sky.

The sky was whimpering, and the snowflakes decorated the banks of the Yishui River in a particularly elegant way, as if they wanted to build a mourning hall that would never disappear for Jing Ke, who had never regretted his death.

At this moment, the sky and the earth are pale, and all things are in sorrow...

The swallow is flying, and its feathers are missing.

The son returned home and was sent far away into the wild.

I can't even look forward to it, and I cry like rain.

The heroic soul of the general returns to his hometown, smiling at the wind and clouds entering reincarnation.

Gao Jianli was surprised. He recognized that this was the divine song that Li Xiuyuan played in the inn that day.

From this, it seemed that from the faint sound of the piano, he saw the scene of Jing Ke's heroism and never returned, and he couldn't help but move his own building from the carriage.

For a moment, Gao Jianli heard Li Xiuyuan's divine song of suppressing the world.

But his hands kept playing and knocking on the building in front of him. Jing Ke and Prince Dan raised their heads and sang in harmony with the beat. A tragic song broke through the snow and fog and soared into the sky.

Listening to the tragic sound of the piano in front of them, the guests who came to see him off could not stop crying and shed tears.

The wind and snow filled the sky, and the tunes played by Li Xiuyuan's guqin became more and more solemn. A whining sound of wind came from the sky and the earth, echoing the solemn and solemn sounds of Li Xiuyuan and Gao Jianli's guqin.

For a moment, the song reached its wonderful point, and the snowflakes flying in the sky seemed to freeze for a moment, just like the people on the banks of the Yishui River.

Time stopped for a moment at this moment...

When the song reached the point of deep love, Gao Jianli's beat became more and more intense, and Jing Ke sang loudly: "The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and a strong man will never return once he is gone!"

Gao Jianli, Gongzi Dan, Zhang Liang and others sang in unison: "The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone!"

All the guests were startled and responded in unison, singing along to the beat to see off Jing and Ke.

After the song was finished, Jing Ke bowed to the ground with everyone.

He turned around and patted Qin Wuyang's arm, and said in a deep voice: "The time has come, it's time for us to cross the bridge!"

Prince Dan and Jing Ke bowed to the ground. Zhang Liang thought for a moment and followed suit, and the two of them saluted.

The coachman pulled the carriage over. Jing Ke waved and stepped into the carriage. Qin Wuyang followed and got in. He never looked back at Prince Dan in the snow and the people who came to see him off.

The carriage slowly stepped onto the wooden bridge and headed for the other side of Yishui to the solemn and solemn singing of the farewell person.

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone!"

On the small slope, Li Xiuyuan in the carriage had already put away his guqin, slowly lowered the curtain of the carriage, looked at the carriage passing over the Yishui Bridge, and couldn't help but murmur:

Two strong men from Qianqiu, Xuanhe and Yi Shui.

Even if the hero's bones are fragrant after death, he will not be ashamed to be the best in the world.



The wind and snow in the sky of Dayan could not blow the distant Great Qin, and the mountains and mountains blocked this killing opportunity.

Zhang Lianglai was making tea in the carriage, staring at the snowy sky in a daze, thinking that they might not be able to return to the academy in the imperial city in time for the winter solstice.

Zhang Liang couldn't accompany Shuzi, and Li Xiuyuan couldn't see Xiaohei.

Only Gao Jianli, who was far away in Jicheng, accompanied Prince Dan to cook wine and enjoy the snow in the city.

Although Li Xiuyuan did not go with Jing Ke, he knew that Jing Ke, like him, was going to the imperial city in the west.

After crossing the Yishui River, Li Xiuyuan lost track of Jing Ke. Similarly, after leaving Dayan, Jing Ke never saw Zhang Liang again.

At this time, the Master had already returned to the academy with Xiao Hei's Shuzi.

Standing in the sky full of snowflakes, Xiaohei and Shuzi practiced swordplay for an hour, read books for an hour, and then returned to the house to boil a pot of water for the Master, waiting to make tea.

The pot of water had not yet boiled, and the master was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and was about to explain some Chinese characters to the two of them.

A guest came to the small courtyard on the mountain.

Looking at Young Master Su, who was dressed in white robes, the Master smiled and said, "It's snowy and the road is slippery. What are you doing here?!"

Young Master Su put the food boxes and cakes he had brought on the table by the door and met with the Master.

He smiled and said, "I haven't seen my teacher for a long time. I just came here today to have a look. Unexpectedly, the gentleman at the foot of the mountain said that the teacher has come back."

Master looked at Shuzi and Xiaohei who were boiling water and said, "Come here to meet your senior brother."

Xiao Hei came up and smelled Young Master Su turning around, frowned and said, "I think I heard my brother talk about senior brother?"

Shuzi gave Young Master Dan a light blessing and said with a smile, "Shuzi has met senior brother."

While returning the gift, Gongzi Dan looked at Xiao Hei and asked, "Who is your brother? Do I know him?"

Xiao Hei shook his head: "Senior brother has never been to my house, so naturally he doesn't know my brother."

Master smiled: "Xiao Hei's brother is Zhang Liang's friend. So you should understand, Shuzi will marry Zhang Liang in the future, they can be considered a family."

Young Master Su was startled when he heard this, and after a while he said: "It turns out to be Zhang Liang. I haven't seen that guy for a long time."

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Teacher, something strange happened in the Imperial City today. I guess you live in the mountains and haven't received the news yet."

The master put down the bamboo slips and asked calmly: "What happened?"

The water in Shuzi's noodle has boiled, and she is trying to pour tea into the pot. She wants to make a pot of tea with the teacher to entertain guests.

Young Master Su smiled and said: "There is a big case in Lu Yuan's family, and it's the magic stick in the imperial city."

The master was delighted when he heard this and said to Xiao Hei: "Isn't he the guy from the Spring Poetry Club who forced your brother to write poems and then let you win five gold coins?!"

Hearing this, Xiao Hei couldn't help but exclaimed: "The magic stick is dead? He forced his brother to go to court for Zhang Liang's matter..."

Thinking of his brother and Zhang Liang who were traveling far away, Xiao Hei couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, does that guy have something to do with my brother and senior brother Zhang Liang?"

Young Master Su shook his head and said: "It is said that the Lu Mansion was visited by killers last night. More than a dozen monks were guarding the courtyard. They were all dead. The servants in the mansion were so frightened that they fled..."

The master sighed and said calmly: "Fortunately, Zhang Liang is not in the imperial city, otherwise Lu Yuan would have to blame him again."

When Prince Su heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "Where did Zhang Liang go?"