Changle Floating Life

Chapter 9 A Shepherd Boy Riding a Cow in Nanshan

Saguangying took advantage of Qingyun to hold everyone back, picked up Ye Jianqing and left.He has very good foot strength, and he walks like flying, and he got into the dense forest in a short while.This place is already the remaining vein of Cangshan Mountain, with a radius of hundreds of miles, surrounded by dense forests, and it has always been quiet and few people walk.Ye Jianqing was carried on his shoulders by his acupuncture points.Since he was a child, he liked the heroic knights of the rivers and lakes. Once he saw the real knights, he felt that his behavior was too rude and cruel. He was afraid and stammered: "You, you, let me down. I want to go back."

San Guangying acted like the wind, snorted coldly, ignored him, and shuttled through the lush forest, with leaves and branches brushing their bodies from time to time.Suddenly, a howling sound like a phoenix-crying crane was heard from a distance. The birds in the forest were frightened, and they flapped their wings and flew into a large area. After the howling sound, there was a burst of thunder and lightning, and heavy rain poured down.

Ye Jianqing asked in a trembling voice: "Did that voice just now come from Qingyun? What's wrong with her?"

"What else? How did your grandma die when she returned to Liushanzhuang? She also learned from her."

Ye Jianqing bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying.He was hanging upside down behind the man, all he could see was mud gradually covering his trudging legs.Saguangying walked for a while, and felt that the rain was getting heavier, so he carefully looked for a place to shelter from the rain.

There is a mountain temple on the side of the mountain road not far away, only half of the door is left swaying in the wind and rain.Saguangying went to the temple, threw Ye Jianqing to the ground, unblocked his acupoints, and sat down to catch his breath.In that temple, there is a wood-plastic and mud-bodied mountain god, the color painting and paint are already mottled, and it has a ridiculous countenance.The altar was covered with ashes, and a few mice ran around.Ye Jianqing's qi and blood flowed backwards, his hands and feet were stiff, and it took him a long time to recover. As soon as he was able to move, he forced himself to stand up and wanted to go outside.

Outside is the rain that splashed the sky, a vast expanse of whiteness, mixed with the stench of dust.He doesn't know the way back.

"If you dare to step out of this temple, grandpa will wring your head off."

Ye Jianqing was holding on to the door hinge, but when he heard the sound of scraping and scrubbing the pan, his hands trembled in fright. fell out together.Ye Jianqing looked back and saw that the man had torn off his shirt, exposing his chest. There were countless scars on his arms and upper body, which criss-crossed.There are old wounds, but more recent ones.

San Guangying's legs are crossed, luck is in his arms, his eyes are wide open, the muscles of his arms are beating, and a broken arrow is shot from his right arm.Ye Jianqing looked over from a distance, the arrow was bloody and barbed, and he was disappointed to see it.After San Guangying forced out the broken arrow, he tore off a piece of the hem of his robe, and wrapped it around his upper arm a few times to stop the bleeding.Ye Jianqing recognized the arrowhead, it was used by the Black Armored Army, and he was very sorry that this man was injured to save him, but he didn't know how to speak, and after thinking for a long time, he said timidly: "Hero, thank you for drawing your sword to help..."

Sa Guangying looked up at him, and said, "What a hero, I am your grandfather Thirty, and Pei Yongzhen and I were equals back then." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wrote the word "Thirty" on the ground.

There is such a surname in the world.With a swipe of the word Chuan, Ye Jianqing suddenly remembered the prescription in Xuzhou Hongye Waterside Pavilion. The last medicine was "pangolin", so it was referring to him! "Sa, Mr. Sa, did my grandma ask you to come and save me?" Only then did he realize that Sa Guangying's calling himself "grandpa" was not arrogant, and he was indeed of his grandpa's generation.

Saguangying snorted and said: "Your grandma heard that King Duan went to the south of the Yangtze River, so she knew something was wrong, so she wrote to your leader. Your leader came out of the snowy mountains and walked to Zhongzhou, where he was plotted against by that boy surnamed Gu. I happened to be in Zhongzhou too, and your leader asked me to save you, and said that someone around you was helping you secretly. Hmph, it turned out to be that little girl who killed a thousand people and hurt eight hundred, what kind of helper! Grandpa, hurry up Hurry up, it was still a step too late to reach Jinling, the Princess Mansion was confiscated, and Pei Yongzhen died. I didn't know you were imprisoned in Xuzhou at that time. I caught up with King Duan and his party, but I never made a move. Here's the chance."

He said "Your family leader", Ye Jianqing wanted to ask several times, but finally swallowed it back.He vaguely heard from the princess grandma that she was a senior sister of the Snow Mountain sect when she was young, but that sect was far away in northern Xinjiang, and the leader's footprints were all over the place, and he had never been in contact with her. He gradually forgot, thinking that grandma was coaxing him For play.Now that it came out of nowhere, how can you easily believe it?Even Gu Tingrang, who has been together for ten years, can turn his face into an enemy, let alone a leader who has never met.

Ye Jianqing gritted his teeth, stepped forward and bowed, and said: "Thirty years old, Ye Jianqing will definitely tie a straw ring in the future to repay his great kindness. But the grandmother died, and the best friend was caught by the thief, how can Jianqing go away. The Princess Mansion How could the whole family ignore hundreds of lives..."

Saguangying began to look around for something to light the fire. He walked around the temple, found half a rotten bench, and disassembled it with a pair of knives. "You can't keep your own life, and you still go to meddle in other people's affairs? The old emperor waited for Pei Yongzhen's death after more than ten years of hard work. You can turn the world over by yourself? Panicked like a bereaved dog, anxious You're as anxious as a fish that slipped through the net, so you can't help it? If you want revenge, you have to take the risk and report later." He glanced at Ye Jianqing's trembling appearance, and said, "Take off your clothes."

Ye Jianqing's face showed sullenness, listening to him repeating his grandmother's taboo again and again, he really hated these reckless people to death.He curled up by the fire and warmed himself, and fell asleep in a daze.When he was woken again by the Saguang Eagle, the rain outside had stopped and it was dark.The bright moon comes out of the cloud cliff, the bright light streams the plain light, the spring stream resounds the spring, and the air is full of the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Leave at night, lest they catch up."

At this time is the turn of spring and summer, the trees are blooming, the willows are singing, the spring is growing, and the wind is blowing. If it is normal, it is a good time to enjoy the mountains and rivers, let go of the hills and valleys, and enjoy the romantic and proud things.But for today's San Guangying and Ye Jianqing, it is only appropriate to run around like a rat running around.

The two of them climbed one mountain after another along the way, so they walked for four or five days regardless of night and day, and only rested for a few hours a day.At the beginning, Ye Jianqing was able to keep up with his lightness skills, but he fell behind on the second day, and was exhausted on the fourth and fifth days.On the morning of the sixth day, the blood blisters on his hands and feet were worn out and grew again, and they were worn out again, and there was no piece of intact skin.

"You are dawdling, why are you acting like a bitch?" Saguangying shouted on a rock at the top of the cliff.

Ye Jianqing was under his feet, climbing a slanting pine tree on the mountain wall, his forehead was covered with sweat.He and Yuan Shangqiu had climbed over such a small cliff so many times before, and flew over with just a touch of the soles of their feet, but now their arms are so sore that they can't lift it up.

He looked up at the Sanguangying, when suddenly a strong wind blew from the mountain stream on the left, his feet slipped, he lost his balance and fell down.

Saguangying seemed to yell something, but Ye Jianqing didn't hear it clearly.I just remember the white clouds floating above my head, the sound of the wind whistling in my ears, my eardrums were about to burst, and my heart was so uncomfortable that I wanted to jump out of my throat.

His eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything.When I became conscious again, I felt as if I was floating in the clouds, but when I touched it with both hands, my fingertips hurt.The pain made him tremble, and when he opened his eyes, there was a dark object above his head.After carefully identifying it for a while, he realized that it was a low beam, and the surroundings were dark. There was a small window on the rammed earth wall, and the green hills outside could be vaguely seen.

Ye Jianqing wanted to sit up, but he didn't have any strength in his body, limbs and limbs.He struggled for a while, only his neck could move, so he looked around, and he seemed to be lying on a bamboo mat, with a casserole pot next to it, and herbs were simmering on the pot.Farm tools such as hoes, shovels and axes are placed in one corner of the house, and hay is piled up on the west side, and the house is full of musty smell and a smell of livestock.It was the first time Ye Jianqing saw such a family, he really ate and slept here.

Someone is talking outside. "Master Gu, Lao San is one step too late, I really deserve to die." This was Sa Guangying's voice.

"Where is it, thank you, Mr. Sa, for taking action. Mr. Sa is indeed a hero in the country, Qianqiu Kuaishi! After all, this child is a root of the Ye family, so the master can rest in peace." The person who was talking to him was a person who had never heard The deep voice of the middle-aged man.

"Hey, I think back then when the Princess of Zhen Guo fought against Rouran, she entered the royal court single-handedly, and took the heads of the left and right kings. It was so majestic..." Saguangying sighed.

Ye Jianqing was heartbroken when he heard this.

His grandma's great achievements have been told to him by countless people.His wish since he was a child was also to go to the battlefield with real swords and guns to win his wife and son, and leave his name in history.But right now it is the prosperous age of Kangping, the whole world is a family, even if you Jing Ke and Nie Zheng, you can only be called rioters.He doesn't like to study and become an official, so he can only bury that ambition in his heart, pass the time with Yuan Shangqiu, just be a dandy who rides a horse and leans on a broken bridge, and is full of red sleeves.

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Putting the overall situation first, this is also the teaching of the master back then. Otherwise, the uncle would not have made a dispute with Empress Xuanyi for this, which would lead to today's distress. Prosperity rises, twilight If it doesn’t exist, the court hall left by Emperor Taizong is a situation where the bustling affairs are empty. The great master has been relieved one day earlier.”

Saguangying said a few words of farewell to him, and only heard the calm voice of the middle-aged man: "The green mountains are not old, and the green waters flow forever. I'm not far away, so please respect me."

When Ye Jianqing heard that San Guangying had left, at least he was someone who knew his grandmother well, like a life-saving straw.So he was very anxious, thinking what the hell kind of place this is, why he was left here alone, and wanted to chase him out to ask.But he couldn't move, and only then did he realize that he had been acupunctured, and he couldn't even make a sound. He struggled hard, his eyes darkened and he passed out again.

He woke up rather quickly this time. After waking up, he only felt that the numbness in the acupoints on his body gradually passed away, so he followed his grandmother's usual teachings and concentrated his true energy to flush the acupoints successfully.Gulu sat up, rubbed his legs and feet, stood up from the ground, and went out the door.

The two mountains send out the green leaves, the streams are gurgling, and the forests and valleys are beautiful.

Ye Jianqing didn't have time to appreciate it, and saw footprints left on a path outside the door, so he chased them out in one breath.After running for about seven or eight miles, at a corner of a mountain wall, I ran into a little shepherd boy riding a bull, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, playing a bamboo flute in his hand.Ye Jianqing immediately asked: "Little brother, have you seen two people? One has a black face and yellow beard, is so tall, talks like a pot, and carries two big knives on his back. The other is a middle-aged man," he said so far Paused, I don't know how to describe that "Gu Jiaozhu".

While he was in a daze, the little shepherd boy pointed the bamboo flute behind him.Ye Jianqing's eyes lit up, and before he had time to thank him, he passed by Niu Ren.After walking another five or six miles, the path in the dense forest was winding, and he condescended to vaguely see a very small figure going away, the mountain wind howled, and the man's clothes were flying. .

I can't catch up.So what if we catch up?Saving your life is considered as the utmost kindness, are you still planning to beg for nothing?

He stood on the mountain wall for a while, only to feel the cool wind blowing, and the crows flying around, it was already dusk.Walking back dejectedly, passing by a mountain stream, he stopped to fetch water for a drink.A figure was reflected in the clear running water, with disheveled hair, scars all over his face, torn clothes, and dirt under his fingernails.Where is Mr. Guijie, he is clearly a sloppy bum.Ye Jianqing wants to cry but has no tears. He really went to the poor and fell to the underworld. He disappeared in the vastness of people and affairs. Thinking about the future, he is all miserable.

His feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they were so heavy that they dragged back step by step.When approaching the thatched hut, I suddenly noticed a few wisps of cooking smoke rising from the roof. Someone came back and was cooking at home!

Ye Jianqing was a little curious, walked a few steps quickly, and came to the earthen house. There was no one in the house, but there was an extra cow grazing.Only then did he notice that the smoke was coming from a small compartment on the east side of the house, and he was about to walk over to see what was going on, when a child less than five feet in length came out, holding a pot in his hand, and a large pot was boiling inside. soup.

Ye Jianqing took a closer look and was stunned. This child was the little shepherd boy I met on the mountainside just now, and the cow was also just seen!

The child was not surprised when he saw Ye Jianqing, he walked into the main room as if no one else was there, and put the pot on the stove.Pick up two wooden bowls on the ground to serve soup.

Ye Jianqing was really embarrassed, walked over and asked, "Little brother, so this is your home. What's your name, and where is the adult here?"

The child filled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Ye Jianqing, signaling him to eat.In the bowl is millet porridge, with a layer of stews such as wild vegetables, bacon, and mushrooms floating on it, exuding an attractive aroma.Ye Jianqing's stomach growled inappropriately.The corner of the child's mouth curled up, as if wanting to laugh, he pushed the wooden bowl a little closer to him, and added another spoon casually.

Ye Jianqing blushed, thanked her in a hurry, and picked up the bowl to eat.The child held a wooden bowl in his hand, squinted his eyes and sipped from the side of the bowl.

Never had anything so delicious!Ye Jianqing thought to himself, it turns out that wild vegetables and millet porridge are so delicious.After he finished eating a bowl, he added another bowl himself. After eating several bowls in a row, he ate most of the pot.

Seeing that the pot was empty, the child put two bowls into the pot and took them to the small kitchen in the east to wash.Ye Jianqing stretched his arms and legs, lying on the ground, rubbing his stomach, feeling drowsy when he was full.In a daze, I heard the melodious sound of the bamboo flute outside for a long time.

With the warm rice porridge at the bottom, he slept soundly and deeply.There was no dream all night, and the sun was shining again when I opened my eyes.Looking around, the house was "again" empty, even the cow was gone.

Ye Jianqing was exhausted from running around for the past few days, and when he arrived at a safe and remote place for the time being, he became a little slack.He went outside and saw that the kitchen door was open, and a bowl was placed on the bench by the door. In the bowl was a black steamed bun, which was made of dough.

After eating that steamed bun, he walked to the big stone at the door and sat there thinking about his thoughts.It was only at this time that he was in the mood to slowly sort out what happened in the past month.

Ning Caishen's house was on fire, and he was determined not to believe that it was the princess' grandma who did it.Zuo Shaoqing brought Yuan Shangqiu and Zhao Nanxing for interrogation because they were eyewitnesses and witnesses at the scene, which was not a big deal.But why did Yuan Huaike rush to the princess mansion to ask Jiang Xilie for help in finding someone?Does he have ghosts in his heart?Duan Wang said that Jiang Xilie had meddled in the affairs of the Ning Mansion, did this really mean what Grandma Princess meant?

Just as Duan Wang said, we need to find Jiang Xilie now to make it clear.He seemed to remember that Jiang Xilie was a well-off person. He came to the Princess Mansion to work more than 20 years ago. He was very low-key and safe, and most of them had already gone into hiding.Can he ask that Teacher Gu to help him find Jiang Xilie?

The weather is refreshing in the afternoon, and the south wind comes.There were waves of flute sounds in the wind, long and melodious.

Ye Jianqing looked up, and the shepherd boy came back along the mountain road riding a cow and playing the flute.

He jumped off the big rock, waited for the shepherd boy riding a bull to come to him, and asked, "Little brother, thank you yesterday. Is there a leader named Gu here? Where is he? Can I meet him?"

The little shepherd boy got off the cow's back and led the cow into the house. Ye Jianqing heard the sound of forking grass and the happy mooing of the cow in the house.

After a while, the little shepherd boy came out of the house, shook the straw on his body, looked at him with a round face, and said, "I am the leader named Gu."

Ye Jianqing opened his mouth wide.It was indeed the same as yesterday's voice. He suddenly heard an eight or nine-year-old little shepherd boy speaking in a low, middle-aged tone, his heart was jumping with fear, and all the hairs on his body stood on end.

The little shepherd boy had a long head with high cheekbones and sunken eyes. He seemed to be of alien blood. With his hands clasped behind his back, he continued: "You heard me right. My name is Gu Su, and I am the leader of the Snow Mountain Sect. Pei Yongzhen is my great uncle. My parents and her are both master's disciples. Junior nephew Jianqing, what's wrong with you?"

The author has something to say: the next chapter Wang Sun grows vegetables next to the East Kitchen