[Shen Wang] Banana deer

Chapter 24

Counting nine winters, the snow like goose feathers is flying all over the sky, and the earth has long been covered in silver.

The low sky connects the pale earth, blurring the boundaries. Luoyang City is under the heavy snow, almost breathless, leaving only a layer of silvery white eaves, like undulating mountains.

The magnificent city gate stood proudly, and the piles of snow piled up on the walls, a bit slumped.

It's just after noon now, and there are very few people leaving the city.

Under the empty city gate, Xu Changshui stomped his feet to soothe his numb legs, tightened his cotton clothes, and straightened his body.Zhao Er, who was standing opposite him, had already gone somewhere to hide from the wind.

In the wind and snow, a gust of light horseshoes came galloping, and suddenly came to the gate of the city. It was a crimson figure, and the horse under him was also maroon, burning like a ball of fire in the white world.

The man and the horse ran very fast, but when he reached the city gate, he suddenly reined in lightly, the white horse neighed, its hooves swung lightly, and it spun around in front of Xu Changshui.

The stench and hot air from the bay red horse rushed to the face.

Only now did Xu Changshui see clearly that the person who came was Wang Lianhua, the corners of his clothes were stained with snow and mud, looking dusty.

Xu Changshui's expression changed slightly.

Sitting on the white horse, Wang Lianhua stared at Xu Changshui, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "I haven't seen you for two months, how did Xu Butou become this city guard?"

Xu Changshui felt ashamed, seeing him at this moment, he didn't know what to say.

Zhao Er suddenly ran out and said with a smile, "Is this young master Xu Butou's friend?"

Wang Lianhua said with a smile: "I regard Xu Butou as a friend, but I don't know if Xu Butou would like to make friends like me?"

When he said this, Xu Changshui couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Zhao Erdao: "Last month, Xu Butou had some criticisms about a case that the magistrate sentenced, so he was arranged by the magistrate to come here to reflect on his past."

Wang Lianhua looked at him with a smile, and said: "Xu Butou has always been fair, so naturally he must stick to the righteousness in his heart."

Xu Changshui said nonchalantly: "I know that I am ashamed of the prince. I have been desperately looking for Yun Qi's whereabouts for the past two months, but she seems to have evaporated without a trace."

Wang Lianhua said lightly: "If you found her so easily, how could she be that scheming Huadan."

Xu Changshui wondered: "What Huadan?"

Wang Lianhua said: "It doesn't matter if Catcher Xu doesn't know now, as long as we find her, everything will be clear."

Xu Changshui said: "However, I have one more matter to ask Mr. Wang."

Wang Lianhua said: "Catcher Xu, please tell me."

Xu Changshui said: "Nowadays there are rumors all over the world, saying that although Happy King is dead, the countless martial arts cheats and treasures left by him are still there. And the clues to find these treasures and cheats were taken away by Wang Gongzi last time. That pair of three beauties"

Hearing his words, Wang Lianhua thought to herself that spreading this news to Bao Bishi was just to take advantage of him. He thought that no one would be willing to tell others about such news, but he actually spread it all over the world.By the way, Bao Bishi has a compatriot brother, Bao Bihuo, I actually forgot this, but this time it became like shooting myself in the foot.

Thinking about it, he still smiled and said, "What does Xu Butou think?"

Xu Changshui hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Could it be that Xu Butou also believes in such nonsense, I have said before, that painting is just a relic of my mother's life."

Xu Changshui said: "Although that is the case, you have a very close relationship with Happy King."

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Could it be that Xu Butou is also interested in the legacy of the Happy King?"

Xu Changshui said sternly: "I just feel that the people in the Jianghu are sinister. It is inevitable that there will be some young people who covet something. Maybe it will be bad for the prince."

Wang Lianhua said: "Thank you for your concern." He sighed again: "But now that I am poisoned, why would I care about other things?"

Xu Changshui's expression changed slightly, "This matter happened because of me, I will try my best to find Yun Qi for you."

Wang Lianhua smiled narrowly, "If Butou Xu really feels guilty, I would like to ask Butou Xu to help me."

Xu Changshui said: "Please tell me, I will do my best."

Wang Lianhua hooked her body from the horse, leaned close to Xu Changshui and said in a low voice: "If Shen Lang comes back, please be sure to come to my Bieyuan to inform me as soon as possible." He smiled more and more mysteriously, "If he asks You can also tell me about my situation."

Xu Changshui was a little dazed, Wang Lianhua didn't wait for him to react, he raised his whip and whipped the horse's buttocks, the white horse neighed, and galloped away, stirring up a cloud of flying snow.

Before leaving, he raised his hand, and threw out a shiny object, drawing a smooth arc in the air, and landed in Zhao Er's hand. When he took a closer look, it turned out to be a small piece of silver. It suddenly lit up.

Wang Lianhua galloped on the long street for a while, and gradually slowed down.

At this time, the sky was cold and the streets were lonely. From time to time, one or two passers-by with their necks bowed and their waists bowed hurriedly.

He suddenly saw two acquaintances in front of him, so he reined in his horse and watched from afar.Of those two people, one was a beggar with small eyes who was described as wretched, and the other was also a beggar. Although he was not blind, his face was full of pockmarks, which looked very scary.

Not only were the two wearing coarse clothes, but they also carried seven bags on their backs. They came out of a dark alley, talked head to head, and immediately went into another dark alley without noticing Wang Lianhua.

Wang Lianhua thought to herself, after not seeing each other for two years, Jin Buhuan not only returned to the beggar gang and became the elder of Qibao, but also got mixed up with Qian Gongtai.Now that the news about Sanmeitu has spread, it would be strange if the two of them didn't come to stir up trouble in such a situation.

Don't delay now, go to the other garden.

When returning to the other garden, Lan'er was sitting in the water pavilion.Wang Lianhua leaned on the couch under the corridor, Lan'er had already brought tea, when she saw Wang Lianhua clearly, her eyes widened in shock.

She saw a bruise on Wang Lianhua's right cheek, and the cinnabar on her forehead was still there, she exclaimed: "Master, why is the poison on your body still not cured? Could it be that you haven't found You Epiphyllum?"

The corners of Wang Lianhua's lips curled slightly, her smile was a bit mysterious, "I found it, but I have detoxified it to Shen Lang."

Lan'er exclaimed, "Master, why are you doing this?"

Wang Lianhua smiled and said, "Of course I want Shen Lang to live."

"Why? Didn't the young master always want him to die?" Lan'er became more and more strange.

Wang Lianhua said: "Although I have been poisoned, I am safe for a while. The matter of the theater troupe is not clear now. If it is not resolved, even if I get rid of the poison, I will still be in danger. The only way is to give Shen the only one of the epiphyllum. Lang, save him, so that he owes me both love and life, and from now on, he will not only try his best to find an antidote for me, but will also try his best to protect me."

Lan'er suddenly realized: "Young master has a good plan."

She asked again: "Then why didn't Shen Daxia come back with the young master?"

The light in Wang Lianhua's eyes suddenly dimmed a bit, and she sighed: "I'm afraid that he thought of everything I thought, but as long as he comes back, he will definitely go to Duanjiazhuang."

Lan'er asked: "Why did Shen Daxia go to Duan's Village?"

Wang Lianhua said with a smile: "Naturally, I want to confirm whether I have really exchanged my life or not."

Lan'er asked again: "What's the matter with the young master's cheek? Lan'er can't think of anyone in this world who can hurt the young master."

Wang Lianhua blinked and said: "I'll test you, if what you do offends your father and he wants to beat you, will you run away?"

Lan'er thought for a moment and said: "Of course he can't run away. If he runs away, he will only get angrier, and sooner or later he will be caught. After he is caught, Daddy will only get angrier and beat him harder."

Wang Lianhua giggled and said, "You're so smart, you can teach a child. Not only can you not run, but you have to put your face under his fist, so that he will not only lose his anger, but also feel sorry for you."

Lan'er was puzzled and said: But the young master doesn't have a father. "

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Although I don't have a father, I still have an uncle. As long as he values ​​you in his heart, the reason is the same."

"Uncle" Lan'er blinked her eyes suspiciously. Although she didn't fully understand, she didn't ask any more questions. She looked around again and asked doubtfully, "Why didn't Miss Lin come back?"

Wang Lianhua said lightly: "Don't mention her in front of me in the future, she is already dead, do you know?"

Lan'er was startled and didn't dare to say more.

Looking as far as the eye can see, white snow is falling, covering the world, like a dream, like a dream, like a fake or real.

Wang Lianhua suddenly asked again, "Lan'er, have you been with me for more than two years?"

Lan'er replied obediently: "Yes, young master, the day you came back from the desert two years ago, you happened to meet me and brought me back to the house." Lan'er blinked her big and bright eyes, and asked : "Master, do you still remember?"

Wang Lianhua looked at her sideways, with confusion in her eyes, "What do you remember?"

Lan'er said: "Remember how you met me."

"Perhaps, I still remember some." Wang Lianhua frowned and said nothing, as if she had fallen into memory.

In the midsummer two years ago, there was no heavy snow and no windy wind.

That day, Luoyang was sultry, like a steamer.There are layers of dark clouds rolling in the sky, and a white light flashes from time to time.

The light thunder that sounded from the distant mountains rolled along the gray-black sky, and when it reached the top of the head, it was already deafening.

The heavy rain is approaching in an instant, and pedestrians on the street are in a hurry.

A thin and small girl was kneeling on a street corner, with a bulging straw mat beside her, a pair of bare feet full of mud protruding from the straw mat.Everyone could tell that it was a corpse, and the stench of the dead body was coming out. People who passed by were too shocked to breathe, and walked away quickly, holding their noses.

The girl herself was covered in mud and her clothes were ragged, she looked like a beggar.It's just that the big eyes on the face are shining like two stars, turning flexibly and full of vigor.

In front of her was a broken wooden board, like a random pick from a garbage dump, with four crooked words written on it with charcoal, "Sold one's body to bury one's father".

A young man in a scarlet brocade robe walked up to her, followed by a beautiful woman.

The thin girl looked up at the two of them, not afraid.

Young Master Fei Yi glanced at the sign and laughed, "It's funny to sell one's body to bury one's father."

His skin is fair, even a third of the fairer than the fairy-like woman behind him, with a clear outline, eyes as clear as cold stars, and he is too handsome.However, the cheeks seemed to have been exposed to the sun, with a few bright red peeling patches, and the description was a little tired.

The thin girl looked at the young man with a dull look.

The young master frowned, seemingly displeased, "What are you looking at?"

His voice was clear and clear, too nice to hear.However, his tone was cold and arrogant, as if he was inaccessible.

The thin girl's cheeks were a little hot, but she still looked at him, "Master, you look so good-looking."

He froze for a moment, and laughed loudly, "It seems to be the first time I've heard someone praise me so bluntly, and with such sincerity."

He squatted down, and the strong corpse smell made him frown, but he still didn't get up, looked at the girl, and asked, "What's your name?" His tone became warmer.

The girl said: "My name is A Chou."

"A Chou," he seemed to dislike the name, "When did your father die?"

Ah Chou replied honestly, "Ten days ago."

The young master smiled wryly, "Ten days ago, there was a big fire in Loulan just ten days ago. What about the rest of your family?"

Ah Chou blinked, "Mom died too, and now I am the only one at home."

The young master was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "I seem to be too."

He stood up and casually brushed the dust from the corner of his clothes.

The sound of thunder boomed, as if it was exploding in my ears.

Raindrops the size of broad beans fell instantly.

The glamorous woman had already spread the oil-paper umbrella that had been prepared on top of the young master in time.

The umbrella is not big, but the rain is heavy.

Most of the umbrellas in the glamorous woman's hands were on the young master's head, and half of her body was exposed to the rain, but she didn't care, and just stared at the young master's side face indifferently.

Under the white oil-paper umbrella, a handsome young man in scarlet clothes stood in the misty rain and mist, like a banished fairy among the clouds.

Of course Ah Chou's body was also wet, thoroughly wet from the inside to the outside, and the tips of his hair were dripping with rainwater, which flowed into his neckline, making him feel cool.But she still sat on the ground, not intending to take shelter from the rain at all.

With a bang, a piece of bright white silver was thrown in front of Ah Chou, and a cold voice came, "This is five taels of silver, you take it, and then go to Wang Senji to get a thin coffin, and report my name, Wang Lianhua. Hurry up and bury your father, and don't make Luoyang Street into a mess again."

The young master turned around to leave, but Ah Chou hurriedly called out, "Young master, can I follow you?"

The son turned to look at her, and suddenly smiled.

When he wasn't smiling, he was a little indifferent, but when he was smiling, his whole body instantly became active, his eyes sparkled, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and there was a bit of smugness in his smugness.

"Okay, then you can follow me. I just came back from the desert. It would be nice to add a few maidservants."

A Chou didn't seem to expect him to agree so readily, and was a little surprised.The beautiful woman wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything in the end.

The young master said leisurely again: "You can change your name in the future." He thought for a while, "Let's call it Lan'er, after all, you still have a bit of bluegrass character."