Xie Wule walked out of the house and saw the woman in front of the house. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Xie Wule nodded: "Excuse me."
The woman looked at Qiang Bai sitting on the chair in the room: "Thank you, Mr. Master, I will take you out."
The courtyard is huge and the paths are intricate. It would take a stranger a while to find the right path. "Thank you, madam." Xie Wule followed the woman. The woman shook her head upon hearing this.
The woman brought Xie Wule to the door, saluted and said, "I'm just sending Mr. Xie here. I'm going back first." Then she turned and left.
When the two guards saw Xie Wule coming out, they looked confused for a long time: "Master Xie, please go slowly." They didn't know if Xie Wule had sued Qiang Bai about him, and they thought about returning the money to him. Then I thought that if Xie Wule had already filed a complaint, he would definitely not be able to keep his job. If he returned the money to him, it would be more gain than loss.
Xie Wule just stepped out of the house, and several pigeons flew out immediately after him. Xie Wule's eyes turned cold, and he strode away from the corner of the street.
In the inn.
Xie Wule lay on the bed, exhaling a long breath, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.
I have never seen this Qiang Bai. I only know from the letter left by Uncle Liu that he was a general of Da'an and is now lurking in the court. I know nothing else.
This person pretending to be Qiangbai pretended to be very similar. When he mentioned the death of Uncle Liu, his eyes were still filled with tears, and he hesitated for a while. His plea at the end left me shaken even more. However, the self-righteousness in his tone and attitude, and the disdain in his eyes from time to time, still betrayed him.
Xie Wule felt a sense of joy in his heart. If the woman hadn't said "be careful" on the way to pick him up, which made him wary, otherwise, with his own personality, he would definitely get emotional and angry when he mentioned revenge, and he would probably have done it today. Qiang Mansion.
Thinking of the woman, Xie Wule suddenly sat up, took out a brocade from his arms, and unfolded it.
I am a Pu family from Jiangnan. When I was sixteen, I married my husband. My husband treated me very well and I lived happily after my marriage. It was still the An Dynasty at that time. Soon after, border turmoil broke out. As a general, my husband was ordered to send an envoy to quell the chaos. Before he could return to the imperial city, the world had changed.
After my husband came back from the chaos, he didn't want to have to surrender because he was implicated in everyone in the house. Emperor Yanqing was a man who cherished talents and allowed his husband to serve as a general again. The husband also lived up to Emperor Yanqing's expectations and completed all tasks, large and small. Until a letter came. This letter was sent from a place called Yunbian City.
The three words "Yunbian City" were so conspicuous that Xie Wule was shocked. This letter should have been sent by Uncle Liu. Xie Wule continued reading.
After reading the contents of the letter, the husband was so excited that he walked back and forth in the room, mumbling something. From that day on, the husband's correspondence became more frequent. There are more smiles, and I feel happy looking at them.
But after returning from an outing later, my husband seemed to be a different person. I welcomed him back and cooked my husband's favorite meal, but he just tasted it symbolically. He also doesn’t want to have any physical contact with me anymore. Although the appearance and way of speaking are exactly the same, my husband and I have been together day and night for thirty years, and I can still feel something. The husband must have encountered an accident during that outing.
When I saw you coming today and saw the token, although I am a woman, I have followed my husband for such a long time, so naturally I understand some things, and the last trace of luck in my heart disappeared. I don't care about the change of dynasty, whether you compete in the world, or whether you are rich and powerful. I just want to grow old with my husband.
I hate you. If it hadn't been for that letter, maybe my husband would still be fine now, but I hate those who killed my husband even more. That's why I remind you, hoping that you can avenge my husband on my behalf.
Every word was sincere, and Xie Wule didn't know what kind of mood he should feel after reading it, so he put the brocade away.
"General." A servant hurried into the house without knocking.
Qiang Bai closed his eyes to rest and was disturbed. He was particularly displeased and shouted angrily: "What's the matter? How can you be so flustered?"
The servant lowered his head: "Something has happened to the general. Madam, madam, she hung a white silk silk in the room and hanged herself."
Qiang Bai still closed his eyes and nodded: "I know, let's bury him in Shipu Mountain." He had already waited for Xie Le, confirmed his identity, understood his intentions, and passed these flying pigeons to His Majesty. There is no need to pretend to be this Qiangbai here.
"This..." the servant hesitated. In his impression, the general and his wife had a very good relationship, but now he was shocked to hear that his wife had died and was not at all sad, and that she would be buried in a barren mountain in the suburbs.
"You haven't left yet, don't you understand?" Qiang Bai opened his eyes slightly and looked at the servant.
"Understood, I'll give the order immediately." The servant withdrew.
Qiang Bai closed his eyes again. The real Qiang Bai was buried in Shipu Mountain, where the woman could be buried so that the couple could be reunited.
"General." The servant from before walked in cautiously.
Qiang Bai opened his eyes and glared at the servant: "What's the matter?"
"When we were cleaning up Madam's room, we found the letter left for you."
"Oh? Hand it over."
"You go down." Qiang Bai opened the folded rice paper and wrote only a few words.
I hate you, but I also want to thank you for not using the appearance of my husband to ruin me.
Qiang Bai looked at the corner of his mouth and laughed at himself. He thought his disguise was perfect, but he didn't expect it to be exposed. Women are really scary.
After folding the rice paper and putting it away, Qiang Bai stood up from the chair, walked out of the door with his hands behind his back, and looked at the busy servants. How could I be something worse than a beast?
Huh, Xie Wule has finished another day of Qi refining. The trip to the imperial city is almost meaningless. What should he do now? Should we go directly back to Meng Wenchu? Point your sword at the court with everyone? How many people will there be? What can I do?
I was at a loss before starting, and when I actually got to this point, I was no less confused. These things are beyond my own knowledge, and I am not as familiar as taking medicine and treating diseases. What's more, I don't fully understand even seeing a doctor, and there are still many difficult and complicated diseases that I don't understand. People are always afraid of things they don't understand.
I still need to improve my strength quickly. The first-class strong men only reach the lower Dantian and above, and I can only reach the lower Dantian when I respond. The idea given by the gods is indeed very good, but there is only one hour of practice time every day. How long will it take for me to catch up with them?
What will happen if you don’t practice at noon? Xie Wule took action as soon as he thought about it. As the mental method circulates, the Yang Qi of heaven and earth gathers towards Xie Wule. After just a moment, Xie Wule frowns and puts away the mental method, and dissipates all the small amount of Qi he has just absorbed through his acupuncture points.
Sure enough, it was not ten minutes at noon. Xie Wule could clearly feel that the Qi he absorbed was extremely impure. Although he didn't know what the other impurities were, he thought it would have some bad impact on his subsequent practice. There is still no shortcut to practicing Qigong.
"Weiwei, why are you here?" Song Weiwei, a woman whose facial features were somewhat similar to Song Weiwei's, hugged her and threw herself into her arms and said happily.
Song Weiwei buried her head on the woman's shoulder: "Don't I miss my mother's kiss?"
"Get up, you are so old and still like to act like a spoiled child, be careful not to get married." The woman laughed and scolded, looking at Song Weiwei and seeing that there was no one else behind her: "Where is Ming Xing? Didn't he come with you?"
Song Weiwei left the woman's arms: "No, my brother was still busy when I went out."
"You came alone? Did something happen?" The woman walked around Song Weiwei several times, looking up and down carefully and finding no wounds, and then she felt relieved.
"I'm so awesome, how could something happen?" Song Weiwei looked proud.
"How come Ming Xing, the elder brother, doesn't care about his sister at all? If you let me see it, you must talk to him!" Although Song Weiwei was fine, the woman was still a little angry.
"Mom, don't be angry with your brother. He cares about me very much. He took care of me when I was sick!" Song Weiwei pleaded for Song Mingxing.
"What? You're still sick! So what do father and son do for food?"
Song Weiwei saw that her mother was getting even more angry, so she had to change the subject and said, "Mom, I've been standing at this door for a long time, why don't you let me go in and sit down?"
The woman patted her head: "Oh, look at me. I'm so happy to see you here. I forgot about this. Weiwei, come in quickly." She pulled Song Weiwei and walked inside.
"Where are my grandparents? I haven't seen them for a long time. I want to see them." Song Weiwei said with a wink.
The woman pulled Song Weiwei towards the house and said with a smile: "They are in the house, we will see them soon. Dad, Mom! Look who is here."
Hearing the sound, an old man walked out of the room and frowned: "Nizi, you are a mother now. How many times have I told you not to yell..."
"Grandpa!"
"Hey, Weiwei, why are you here? Hehehe, hey, we haven't seen each other for so long. Weiwei has become a big girl and is ready to get married!" When the old man saw Song Weiwei, he immediately beamed and trotted over.
Song Weiwei hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man and said with a smile: "Grandpa is still in good health as always!"
"That's not true, I still have to wait to see you get married!" the old man said with a smile. She was smiling brightly a second ago, but she looked at Song Weiwei's mother and frowned again: "Look at how sensible Weiwei is, how can she be like you!"
When Song Weiwei heard that her mother was scolded again, she turned around and stuck out her tongue at the woman.
"Weiwei, where is Ming Xingren? Isn't he here?" The old man asked when he saw that Song Weiwei was alone.
"When I left, my brother was still busy with matters in the state, so he couldn't come with me, but he asked me to take good care of you two for him."
The old man nodded, with a somewhat proud look on his face: "That boy Ming Xing has been promising since he was a child, not bad."
"Grandpa, where is grandma? Why didn't you see her coming out with you?"
"Old lady, he's still feeding the fish in the backyard. Weiwei, you can play in the house for a while, and I'll ask the cook to cook something delicious. I'll give you a good rest tonight." After saying that, the old man reincarnated and left. Go, and don’t forget to glare at Song Weiwei’s mother before leaving.
That night.
Four people sat around the table. The three of them asked Song Weiwei many questions, and Song Weiwei answered them all, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was joyful.
The old man returned to the old question: "Weiwei, when will you get married? Do you have someone you'd like to marry? Would you like grandpa to introduce some to you?"
"Grandpa, I already have someone I'm attracted to." Song Weiwei was still a little shy when talking about this in front of her elders, her face turned red.
When the old woman heard this, she opened her mouth from ear to ear with joy: "Weiwei, when will you bring him back and let us take a look?"
The old man also got back together, and said again: "Let us help you see, don't be like some people who insist on marrying far away, and then run back alone after getting angry, how unbecoming it is!"
Song Weiwei's mother's smile froze, she put down her chopsticks and walked out.
"Grandpa, please stop talking about mother." Song Weiwei said and chased after her.
"Old man, you are so happy, why are you talking about this?" The old woman was also a little dissatisfied and scolded.
The old man shook his head and sighed: "Hey, I'm not doing this for Yi Yue's benefit."
He had strongly opposed Shu Yiyue's marriage at the beginning. Firstly, the Song family lived in Qingzhou, and the two families were far apart. If Yiyue suffered any injustice from the boy from the Song family, he would be beyond his reach. Secondly, the Song family was a well-established family. Although he has a high status in the martial arts world, it is difficult to explain Tan Shui clearly in Jianghu, and he is very worried that something will happen to Yiyue.
In one room.
"Mom, grandpa has already apologized, so please stop crying." Song Weiwei squatted next to Shu Yiyue and comforted her.
Shu Yiyue turned around, touched Song Weiwei's hair, her eyes were red, and she smiled: "Mother is not crying."
"Where is your father? Why is he so heartless and doesn't miss me at all? He never thought about taking me back?"
Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids: "Daddy isn't back yet."
"Hmph, I tell him everywhere to stay away. He insists on fighting for the leader of the alliance, and now he is not as good as others and is dying at the hands of others!" Shu Yiyue started sobbing again.
"Mom, stop talking nonsense. Daddy may be busy with something outside and will be back soon." Song Weiwei also choked up.
There has been no news about Song Zhengjing since he attended a martial arts conference five years ago, and deaths in martial arts conferences are very rare and common.
