After Yuan Lu sent back the news that Yu Shisan had not taken away many enemies and had dealt with them, he asked Sun Lang to stay behind. Ning Yuanzhou and Qian Zhao carefully followed the route to explore.
"What a strong smell of blood."
Before reaching the mouth of the gorge, Ning Yuanzhou stopped. The strong smell of blood hit his face, like the battlefield at Tianmen Pass.
"Yeah, it smells worse than the prison of Liu Dao Tang."
Qian Zhao echoed, and when he came out of the gorge, what he saw was the light red stream. A soldier's body floated down the water. Qian Zhao reached out and picked it up. The huge wound on his abdomen killed him.
No need to be reminded, the two quickened their pace, and not far down the river, a mountain of corpses came into view.
In front of the mountain of corpses, a Taoist priest in green clothes was covered in blood, holding a sword in one hand and holding Ren Ruyi in the other, slowly walking towards the two of them.
"Jingting!"
"Taoist Priest!"
Ning Yuanzhou and Qian Zhao rushed to greet him.
"Zhou Jian is dead and we can set off." The Taoist priest was seriously injured. Every time he spoke a word, an extra stream of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were very bright. He looked at the woman in his arms with a smile on his lips.
It is recorded in the Senraden Hall of the Six Paths Hall:
In the sixth year of Yongyou's reign, at the end of summer.
Outside Tushan Pass, at the mouth of Tianxing Gorge, Taoist Jingting, with one sword, broke seven hundred pieces of armor.
The sound of the sword penetrates the troubled world, and cuts through the clear sky with one hand.
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Outside Tianxing Gorge, the inn.
Ren Ruyi put a peach blossom under her nose, smelled it, and stuck it on Jingting's bedside. She was injured, but she was fine. Jingting personally carried her into the carriage and put her away. After making sure that she was fine, she went to sleep. I woke up after one night.
But the Taoist's situation was not so optimistic. After checking her pulse, he spurted blood and fell into a coma. Today, it is already the third day.
"Sister Ruyi, you haven't slept all night again. Brother Qian said that you are weak now and should get more rest."
At the door of the room, Yang Ying came in with a bowl of white porridge and put it down gently. Since Jingting passed out, Yang Ying has been serving her every day, and she has never left her side.
Du Changshi advised: "How can His Royal Highness Prince Li do such a thing with his rich body?"
Yang Ying just shook her head.
"I am the King of Ceremony, but I am also the master's apprentice. This is what I should do."
"He loves peach blossoms most in his life. Now is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom, so I found a branch and let him smell it."
The woman's eyes fell on the Taoist's slightly thin face.
"You said before that I'm prettier than Peach Blossom. Now open your eyes and take a look at me to see if I'm really prettier."
Ren Ruyi looked much haggard, her face was pale, and her arms were shaking slightly, but she still held Jingting's hand and refused to let go.
"Sister Ruyi."
Yang Ying sat down next to Ren Ruyi.
"how?"
"Please don't leave the master again. On the day you left, the master didn't say anything, but he was very sad in his heart. He locked himself in the room all day and didn't come out. No matter how I knocked on the door, he wouldn't open it. .”
"good."
"Is this true?"
A slightly hoarse voice came from beneath the two of them.
"of course it's true."
Ren Ruyi replied subconsciously, and then she was stunned for a moment, and saw Yang Ying in front of her with tears streaming down her face.
Lower your head.
Jingting was smiling at her.
"When did you wake up?"
Ren Ruyi was a little in a hurry, she had a lot to say, she had done Bai Quezu is not stupid, she even practiced it secretly several times when Jing Ting was unconscious, but when it came to her mouth, she could only spit out this sentence. .
"You are indeed more beautiful than a peach blossom."
The two looked at each other and smiled, no need to say anything more.
In the evening, the mission held a grand dinner to celebrate the mission's passage through Tushanguan and also to celebrate Jingting's awakening. The smell of roasted lamb and fine wine spread throughout the inn, and Jingting also walked to the table with porridge.
"The poor people can't drink, they just want to find a reason to get drunk."
Jingting and Ning Yuanzhou became close friends, two people who couldn't drink came together.
"Let them drink. It was indeed a bit depressing along the way, but it's better now. Thanks to your reputation, the mission is very safe now."
"If they knew that I, a master, can't use force now, I don't know how many people would come to get the ten thousand taels of gold from Pindao."
Jingting answered with a smile.
"Ten thousand taels of gold, and you can also be promoted to a noble position. The temptation is really great."
Yu Shisan, dressed in white, came between the two of them and handed the wine bottle in his hand to Jingting: "I heard that you like peach blossoms. This peach blossom wine is my unique secret recipe. The alcohol is not high. Give it a try."
"If you want ten thousand twenty-three pieces of gold, just tell Pindao."
He raised the flask and took a sip. The amber wine flowed down the corner of his mouth. Jingting clicked his tongue: "Ahem...the aroma of peach blossoms, a little bitterness of almonds, and a hint of sweetness of preserved fruits, the combination is just right. .”
"Know what's good! Look, there are still people who know how to drink."
Yu Shisan smiled happily, pushed aside Ning Yuanzhou and sat down, pushed his palm forward, and two dice cups popped out of his sleeves: "Taoist priest, play two? How about using this pot of peach blossom wine as a bet."
"Okay, Pindao still has some cakes from the last time he won Yuanlu. If you beat Pindao, you can take them all."
"make a deal."
Behind Yu Shisan, Ning Yuanzhou raised his fist fiercely, then slowly lowered it. He turned his head and saw Qian Zhao cutting the freshly roasted mutton with a dead face.
Click!
The dagger stuck into the bone, cutting a crack.
"Taoist Master, eat meat."
Qian Zhao brought a piece of roasted mutton that was full of aroma and brought it to Jingting: "This piece was originally roasted for Miss Ren, but she doesn't eat dogwood, so give it to Taoist Priest."
"Thanks."
Jingting picked up the piece of meat and threw it into his mouth without a trace of hesitation. While chewing, he muttered: "Old Qian, your craftsmanship is really good, but I still need to eat less greasy food. Come with another piece and put more in it for me." chili."
This night, most people had a good time. Yang Ying bought another twenty bottles of wine from her own pocket. The little girl's method of winning people's hearts was still a bit immature, but it was okay and very useful.
Everyone laughed, sang and danced around the campfire until the embers were bright.
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Qicheng, Taoran Inn.
The mission's journey was not fast, but it was only more than 200 miles away from the territory occupied by Anguo. After the war, regardless of victory or defeat, it was common for people to be displaced.
In the inn, Yang Ying was a little anxious. The beggar she saw along the way always flashed in her mind, and there was a faint worry in her heart.
"Sister Ruyi, let's go help them, okay?"
In the inn room, Yang Ying pulled Ren Ruyi's sleeve.
"You should be well prepared to deal with Anguo now. As for the victims and beggars, haven't you noticed that your master is no longer in the inn?"
Yang Ying worked even harder. On her first night in Changcheng, the oil lamp in His Royal Highness Prince Li's room was on for a long time. She rubbed her aching brows and forced herself to focus on the book in front of her.
She couldn't sleep. When she closed her eyes, what Jingting said to her in the carriage today came to mind.
"Master, there are so many victims. Let's ask the mission to stop and help them."
"No, you can help for a while, but you can't help forever. Take a good look at their faces and remember their faces. These people were living and working in peace and contentment, but it was because of your Yang family that they became refugees.
You have to remember that this world is not the world of the Yang family, nor the world of the Li family, but the world of the common people. A doctor can spend his whole life curing only a thousand people, and what you have to do is to save thousands of people in the world. Thousands of people. "
"That's why...master accepted me as his apprentice?"
In Yang Ying's dark and bright eyes, there was a gentle smile on the Taoist's pale face.
"No, Pindao accepts you as his disciple just because you are a good boy, nothing more."
