Chapter 1535

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The cold winter is approaching and the snow is falling.

A simple carriage stopped at the edge of the official road, and several black horses were buried eating the dead grass covered by snow.

Recently, it snowed heavily for several nights. Fortunately, there are sand and stone roads on the official roads, and there are many carriages coming and going, so the snow is not deep, but the jungle trails on both sides have been exposed.

"Stay, don't send it." Ji Yunshu lifted the curtain and said to Li Shiyan and Luoyang standing outside.

"The Chinese New Year is coming. It's not bad for these days. You'd better wait until the new year." Li Shiyan looked reluctant.

Luoyang echoed: "yes, I'm finally promoted to the Shaoqing of Taichang temple. I'm going to get a salary and invite you to eat."

Ji Yunshu and Wen smiled: "no, we want to get back to Dalin before the new year." As she spoke, she glanced at the scene of driving in front of her.

Li Shiyan sighed and said sadly, "I don't know when I can see you again today."

"Fate... I'll see you again."

"I hope!"

Ji Yunshu thought for a moment and said, "in fact, Miss Zhu is very nice. Don't let her down."

Li Shiyan's face was red and embarrassed. He glanced at his eyes and said, "how nice to talk about her!"

Luoyang laughed: "you're shy. I think you have a heart. Miss Zhu doesn't like it."

Li Shiyan shook his spirit: "don't tease me, you boy. Do you think I don't know Qiu Shu has been pestering you all this time? I think you're lucky."

Luoyang's face suddenly changed, just like seeing a ghost: "don't talk about her in broad daylight, scared!"

They had a quarrel and were very happy.

It also added some vitality to the cold winter.

Before leaving, Ji Yunshu took out a hanging ear. The lines on it were a little old. She handed it to Li Shiyan: "this was given to me by Mr. Su. Bury it in his grave."

Mr. Su died, but Ji Pei lived.

He lives in her heart.

Li Shiyan continued, "I understand."

"Then take care."

"You too. Take care all the way."

Li Shiyan and Luoyang looked at the carriage drifting away, with a trace of inexplicable emptiness in their hearts.

That feeling, I can't tell, I can't understand.

Li Shiyan took a long breath of air conditioning, put on Luoyang's shoulder and shouted, "go, please drink!"

"Yes!"

The two turned over their horses and went away.

Snowflakes flying, like losing their center of gravity, fell one by one in the mountain forest, making the mountain white from the top to the end.

Ji Yunshu sat on the "car board" of the carriage, took Jing Rong's arm and put his head on his strong shoulder.

Drive with him.

Watch the flying snow together.

Jing Rong glanced at her with gentle eyes and suddenly read: "Pisces swim and enjoy, single chicks crawl and knot, Zhuang nvmeng, rock like solid. “

"Why did you suddenly talk about this? You used to..." she stopped, looked up at him in shock, her eyes suddenly wet, and didn't say the next word for a long time.

Jingrong smiled softly, put her in his arms and shouted, "Yunshu."

She cried like a child.

Three years of searching and waiting for the final value!

——Pisces swim in the water and rejoice, while single chicks crawl and knot. Zhuang nvmeng is as solid as a rock.

This is what he said to her in Jinjiang that night when fireworks were in full bloom.

He remembered!

I remember everything between them over the years.

But I still don't know how Jingrong survived the fire?

Maybe God gave birth to a compassionate heart!

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A year and a half later, Jinjiang.

This small town in the south of the Yangtze River is still full of traffic, birds and flowers. People have a lot of fun chatting after dinner.

However, it is said that there was a big case in the Yamen today. It was crowded outside the court early in the morning.

It turned out that last night, a pair of bones were fished out from the dry well behind the cat alley. The county magistrate Liu Qingping had a headache. He scratched his ears and cheeks all night. He sat behind the high hall with a pair of black circles under his eyes and squinted at the men and women below.

Xu has been working so hard recently that he has presbyopia!

The master bowed over and whispered, "my Lord, I had an examination yesterday. The deceased was male, about forty years old, more than six feet tall, and died about two years ago. Now these people say they are the relatives of the deceased, waiting to claim the skeleton."

Liu Qingping touched his big oil belly, pondered for a long time and said, "it's tough, it's really tough!"

"My lord?"

"This skeleton has no meat and no skin. Where can I see it? How can I know whose relatives it is?"

"Then... What can I do!"

Liu Qingping simply waved his big sleeve: "go back, let me think about it again!"

A woman said, "Sir, that skeleton must be my husband who disappeared two years ago. You have to decide for the people's wife!"

A man said, "that's my big brother! He said to do business two years ago, but he never came back. Master Qingtian, you must find the real murderer for my big brother!"

Several people in the court began to argue.

There was a terrible quarrel.

The people outside also turned their heads to talk.

The whole yamen is like a vegetable market.

Liu Qingping was almost deaf. When he raised his startling wood to knock down——

A man suddenly came out of the crowd.

The quarrel inside and outside the courtroom stopped!

Liu Qingping rubbed his presbyopia and stared at the visitor.

I saw that the people in the hall were dressed in plain men's clothes. They looked white and clean. There was a bit of elegance between their eyebrows. Their eyes were flexible and divine. They also held a beautifully carved sandalwood box in their arms.

Liu Qingping opened his mouth and shouted excitedly, "Yun... Shu?"

Tears filled my eyes.

Ji Yunshu looked cold, raised his eyes and said, "Lord Liu, please lift out the skeleton. I can tell who the dead is."

Liu Qingping was stunned, so he raised his voice and said, "come on! Come on! Quickly carry the bones to the court."

Where did he want to get it? After many years, he could see Yunshu, who he loved and feared again.

The bottom of my heart blossomed happily and went down the hall with my official clothes. I wish I could rub Ji Yunshu.

I almost didn't cry!

After a while, he ordered people to prepare a table and several pieces of paper according to Ji Yunshu's habit.

Ji Yunshu opened the sandalwood box in his hand. The box is divided into three layers. The paint, pen and ink are all together, which is very exquisite.

The crowd looked at her foolishly. They didn't know what she was going to do?

She put on her gloves and looked at the head. Then she picked out a small Luan pen from the sandalwood box and began to draw it on the paper.

Gently pinch your fingertips and draw one stroke at a time, which is smooth and accurate.

At this time, Jing Rong stood in the crowd. His admiring eyes looked at Ji Yunshu's painting with a pen, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He knows, she's still her.

The Jinjiang painter Ji Yunshu!

——See you in the Jianghu

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