When it came time to say goodbye, the two groups were even more reluctant to part with each other.
"Xiaoyu, Han Ling," Wang Xun stood in the stone archway behind the Zixun Tower Garden, his smile a little blurred in the firelight, "I, King Fuzhi of Gele, are here to wish you both a bright future and overcome all obstacles."
Han Ling's eyes were a little moist, probably from the smoke from these fire sticks. He rubbed his eyes and said goodbye: "Take care of me, Lord! Everyone in Zixun Tower is so kind and kind that Han Ling can't repay you. If you girls have any use for Han Ling, Han Ling will definitely go through fire and water, even to death!"
Zheng Yu was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a fire seal in his hand. She smiled softly, her lowered gray-blue eyes sparkling with fire, and the flames in her hands danced happily with her smile.
"Sister Fu, Qin Xin, sisters, I would like to express my gratitude to you all for your thoughts. I am escorted by Mr. Han, and I will definitely ride the wind and waves on this trip."
Wang Xun couldn't help but hold one of her hands and said emotionally: "Xiaoyu, we say goodbye today. If we never see each other again in this life... oh!"
Qin Xin quickly put her hands behind her back, pretending that she didn't play the sound just now.
"Second girl, Mr. Han, I'm really sorry. My sister is not sensible, and the bad words she just said were not her intention." Qin Xin bent down to apologize meticulously, and then said, "Boss of nobles, have a good trip."
After she finished speaking, a gust of breeze blew up her green clothes, and the green waves rippled, like the earth returning to spring. Qin Xin raised her hands to Han Ling alone and said, "Don't forget what Lang Jun promised me."
Wang Xun rubbed his forehead, stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter? Tell me."
Qin Xin didn't answer her, turned around and walked around behind Wang Xun, and began to beat her back without saying a word.
Wang Xun turned to Han Ling again. Han Ling, who was wearing a mask, was thrown a knife by Qin Xin, and then he laughed and just shook his head. Looking at Zheng Yu again, there was nothing but fire in his eyes, which were empty and clean.
Wang Xun let out a long sigh, fluffed up his dark purple sleeves, covered his face and said: "Okay, you two or three, team up to deceive me. Qin Xin, it seems that I really should give way to the wise, this Zi Xun I’ll let you be the owner of the building.”
Qin Xin pursed her lips and smiled, but she didn't laugh out loud. She just stopped beating her back and pretended to be puzzled: "Is what sister said true? I have long felt that-"
Wang Xun raised his eyes from behind his sleeves, his lips trembling, making a weak and pitiful look, and asked the sky with tears and words:
"Oh my God, my little Qinxin has grown up and is going to fight for power with my sister."
"——I feel that if Zixun Tower is separated from my sister, it will definitely not be able to survive." Qin Xin couldn't bear it anymore, stood up on tiptoe and hammered Wang Xun on the shoulder, and added, "I was afraid that my sister would follow her. The second girl has just left."
Wang Xun pinched Qin Xin's face again and laughed a little with her.
Han and Yu saw that they were taking this opportunity to relieve their worries, and seeing that the time was almost up, they said goodbye to them, turned around and left Zixun Tower through the small door, and got on the carriage Wang Xun prepared for them.
This carriage is quite luxurious and can be called extravagant. The car is nearly eight feet long and more than five feet wide. The body of the car is made of Yingzhou gold and silver filigree huanghuali wood, which is hard and strong and has its own fragrance. The goose yellow huanghuali wood has faint gold and silver filaments, which is unparalleled luxury. The roof of the car is arched, with hardwood to protect it from rain and wind. There is also a layer of tarpaulin on the top, and the top is covered with dark green silk satin. Thousands of ribbons of various colors hang down from the eaves, and four bells of different shapes are tied to the four corners. They are gold and bronze in color. The bells are engraved with the four elephants of green dragon, white tiger, red bird and Xuanwu. They are decorated with green, white, red and Xuanwu. Four colored gemstones for eyes. The shafts and ruts are all made of huanghuali wood, the wheel hubs are covered with iron, and the riding whip is inlaid with seven pearls of different sizes. It looks like jewels and wealth.
As for the interior of the carriage, it was even more astounding. Almost every piece of the car was wrapped in soft satin and velvet. There was also a small bed in the relatively long and narrow car, which was not big enough for Han Ling to lie down on. At first glance, it was specially designed for Zheng Yu. Not to mention that the pearls on the car curtains will all glow together at night, like stars twinkling, which is breathtaking.
Han Ling didn't accept it at first. He smiled bitterly and patted the maroon horse led by Qin Xin, and said to Wang Xun, "Master, you have no other way to make us look more suspicious."
Wang Xun did not take his accusation seriously at all, but smiled charmingly: "Speaking of this, I would like to know, how did you walk all the way from Yancheng? It only took one day and one night, could it be because of the strength of your feet? ?”
Han Ling's face turned pale - they were moving so fast because he used his inner strength at all costs on the way.
The inner strength of others.
Wang Xun saw what he was thinking and didn't bother to expose it. He waved his folding fan and said: "In this city of Gele, people have always laughed at the poor but not at the prostitutes. It is true that the people who can go in and out of Gele are a mixed bag. But if you want people If you look up to you, others will look up to you."
Han Ling noticed that Wang Xun gritted his teeth when he said, "Smile at the poor but not at the prostitutes." He didn't want to go into details, so he bowed to Wang Xun honestly and said, "Thank you, Master."
When he finally got on the carriage, Han Ling's mood was a little rough again.
It was really hard to say goodbye to Wang Xun and the other girls, who were so kind to them, and to leave the warm and loving place of the Song Dynasty.
Because he knows that this is a dangerous place and the road ahead is filled with darkness that cannot be erased. He didn't know if he could return to Clarion and have such simple and warm happiness again.
He was a little dazed, but it was Zheng Yu's "Han Ling" that brought him back to his thoughts.
"Han Ling," Zheng Yu handed him the torch, and Han Ling naturally fixed his partner in front of the car, "Let's set off."
Yes, it's not "I", it's "we".
No matter where he went, Zheng Yu was by his side and would never let him become a human being.
Han Ling's eyes were a little red. He pretended to be smoked by the flames, picked up Zheng Yu from the wheelchair, and put him gently into the car. Then she put her wheelchair, which was also made of huanghuali wood, beautifully carved, strong and durable, and all the dry food, clothes, and money that Wang Xun insisted on bringing with her, into the car.
He sat in front of the car, whipped his horse, and said vigorously: "Drive!"
It was already midnight when we walked all the way to the city gate. The guard guarding the door yawned and nodded without looking at them. After Han Ling got permission, he tightened the reins and prepared to go out.
At that moment, the guard raised his spear, stared like bells, and shouted: "Hey! What are you doing!"
Han Ling quickly reined in his horse, put on a flattering expression without knowing why, and whispered: "Brother, we haven't done anything... we don't have the guts..."
The guard rushed up and touched Han Ling's body. When he didn't find any money, he made a long face and scolded in a low voice: "Idiot, do you understand the rules?"
Han Ling nodded and bowed to apologize, took out a pocket from the brocade bag at his waist, and counted out two coins as "hard work fee."
But the guard opened his hand and shouted: "That's not it!"
Han Ling's face was suddenly full of sorrow. He leaned against the guard and kept pleading: "Sir, sir! My young lady, my young lady, her body... If we don't take a look, it will be too late!"
The guard glared angrily and scolded: "You are an idiot! Since you are in an emergency, why don't you follow the rules! There are rules everywhere in this world! If you don't follow the rules, I will have to check it out. In the tent Isn’t the one sitting on the seat ‘Miss’?”
While the two were arguing, a gentle cough came from the car tent. Immediately afterwards, a slender, shiny and white catkin lifted up a corner of the car curtain, holding a stack of lavender silver notes with "Gele Tongbao" printed on them in his hand.
A voice as soft as gurgling spring water came from the curtain: "Ling Han, take it to the guard brother quickly. The guard brother is right, there are rules for everything. Don't do this next time."
The guard took the stack of banknotes and was overjoyed. Seeing the jade hand, he confirmed that the lady sitting in the curtain was indeed a lady. While wanting to thank him, he was afraid of offending the lady, so he bowed and said, "Thank you, lady, for your consideration!"
The carriage had traveled a long way, and he was still thinking about that delicate hand.
An ancient poem said: "The people beside me are like the moon, and my bright wrists are covered with frost and snow." Zheng Yu's wrists were not wearing anything, and they looked more and more as white as snow. The guard thought and sighed.
If the new "Lord Sikong" hadn't made the previous Qinzhou Mu pack up and leave, he wouldn't be so anxious. As for the newly appointed Qinzhou Mu, the first thing they wanted to do when they took office was to strengthen sentries and strictly check people entering and leaving the city. Once he is found to be derelict in his duties, he will be pulled to punish him.
If it weren't for this yellow-haired boy, he could have had a few more words with that lady.
The guards in this room were still imagining things, while in the other room, Han Ling drove the carriage for several miles without saying a word.
The destination they set before setting off was Mingcheng, the capital of Qinzhou. Mingcheng and Gele are separated by Pingsha City, so the distance is not close. In addition, Han Ling intended to collect some Wuji stones from Mengling Mountain in Pingsha, so the distance traveled by the two of them was not the shortest, and the time was relatively longer.
But these are not the reasons for Han Ling to keep his head down, work hard, and say nothing.
Zheng Yu sat up, opened the car curtain, revealed his face, and asked softly, "Han Ling, are you angry?"
Han Ling remained silent, determined to pretend not to hear.
Zheng Yu then smiled and said, "Are you angry with the guard, or are you angry with me?"
Han Ling was silent for a while and said dryly: "I'm not angry with you."
Zheng Yu heard what he meant and laughed softly: "The carriage is shaking like this because you are angry with me."
Han Ling didn't answer. When he thought of the guard's salivating expression when he stared at Zheng Yu's hand, he felt extremely anxious.
Zheng Yu was right. Their first priority was to leave the city and rush to Mingcheng. Han Ling couldn't think of a better way, but Zheng Yu betrayed him, which made him feel very shameful.
He hurried forward with his head down, and heard Zheng Yu's voice coming from behind, as gentle as water: "Han Ling, if we are trapped at the city gate today, tomorrow those soldiers will go to Zixun Tower to ask for money. In Clarion City, merchants provide money to these agencies, and in return, the higher authorities will send people to protect these merchants. The relationship between the two is intricate, but in the end it is inseparable from the word 'mutual benefit'."
Han Ling was even more angry. If this is tradition, the so-called "rules", does he have to abide by it?
But I heard Zheng Yu say: "You and I are here to make sure that this kind of thing never happens again in this land."
Then, he felt something warm touching the top of his head. Han Ling turned around and found that it was Zheng Yu's hand. Under the light of the night pearl, he saw Zheng Yu smiling happily.
A cold rain fell in the night. After the rain, the sky clears up and it is almost dawn.
He drove the horse under a tree, hugged Zheng Yu, took out two still-steamed meatloaf from the wooden cabinet and handed them to Zheng Yu, broke off a piece of cold meatloaf, and took out two There was a kettle, and the two of them leaned against the tree and ate quietly.
It was already around nine o'clock in the morning, and the autumn day dawned later, and only a faint pale color could be seen in the east. Not long after, the sun rose from the clouds and under the mountains. Its bright golden light covered the distant mountains and slowly covered the nearby forests. Not long after, the sky was bright, all the filth in the world was washed away, and it was a new day.
Han Ling looked at the woods in the distance while chewing on the hard pie. After the sun rose, his eyes suddenly lit up - a maple tree in the distance, layer upon layer, turned the whole mountain red, and the whole autumn. The red leaves are covered with frost, which adds to the unyielding meaning. Han Ling almost shed tears when he saw this.
It turned out that they had traveled overnight and had arrived near Mengling.
Han Ling carried Zheng Yu back to the carriage, and after setting up a warning, he took some Wuji stones on the spot, meditated quietly, and began to practice candle shadow shaking red. After about half an hour, he stood up sweating profusely and handed the blue fluorescent stone in his hand to Zheng Yu.
"Zheng Yu," Han Ling looked at the blue light reflected in her eyes and couldn't help but said, "One day, I will definitely let you see the world again."
He took another relatively larger stone, remained silent for a long time, peeled off the internal energy belonging to the stone pine in his body, and poured it into the stone.
The Wuji Stone quietly glowed green. After a while, the green became darker and darker, and the Wuji Stone became darker and darker.
Han Ling was a little confused: what Wang Xun told him was that after absorbing internal energy, the Wuji Stone would become lighter and lighter, even float, and its color would become brighter and brighter. The results of his own experiments were similar. Why did I get the completely opposite conclusion when I arrived at Shi Song?
Before Han Ling could reach a conclusion, he suddenly felt a sharp murderous aura. He suddenly stood up, hugged Zheng Yu in the carriage, rolled on the ground a few times, and shouted: "Be careful!"
Almost at the same time, the expensive carriage cracked open, gems and pearls flew out in all directions, all kinds of silk and satin were torn to tatters, and the four corners of the carriage rang loudly. Han Ling covered Zheng Yu behind him and said warily: "Who is it?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a familiar internal force, and his eyes were about to burst.
It was a man with wounds and a long knife.
Exactly: strange stones made by heaven and earth, cut by frost, maple, sun and moon. The cold rain makes my heart break, and my old friend comes to ask for his life.
