Chapter 220

Xie Wei injured things, really caused a shock in Xinzhou City.

Fortunately, when it happened, there were not many people who saw it with their own eyes. A few who saw the whole story were secretly given a command, but they did not dare to pass it on. So the rumors related to that "Ning Er girl" are known by a small group of people.

Most of them are assassins.

And it didn't take two days to pass it with eyes and nose. In addition to committing crimes in broad daylight, the words of flying over the eaves and walls and picking leaves to hurt people have been spoken out, and some people have vowed that this must be the defeat of Tatars. It's hard to get out of a bad breath, because they specially sent someone to assassinate young master Xie to vent their ruthlessness.

"Or how about Tartars? Although we knelt down and begged for peace, we were still not reconciled. General Yan is very good at martial arts. He often works in the army. He is a tough guy. They can't stir up trouble, but don't you think it's easy to start with master Shao? He was born in the imperial examination, but he was a weak scholar. How could he resist the assassin? But God's blessing, long eyes, just don't let him have an accident, later want to succeed can be difficult! "

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In the teahouse under the gate of the city, a few chatting tea guests were spitting. The people who spoke were dancing and the people who listened were attentive.

Weak scholar?

Jiang Xuening, who was sitting in the corner of the teahouse, only laughed silently.

When TongZhou encircled and suppressed Tianjiao in those years, the scene of Xie Juan shooting an arrow through Xiao Dingfei's shoulder is still vivid in my mind. If you want to say that he is a "weak scholar", I'm afraid that Xiao Dingfei, who has suffered a lot, is the first to jump up and break this man's head.

But in the end, the so-called "Assassination" of Xie Wei was done by herself, and she would not go out to explain anything. She just picked up the teapot beside her, added half a cup of tea to herself, and then looked at it diagonally.

She's in the market these days.

Originally just strolling, but Xinzhou City is such a big place, always walking to the gate downstairs. On that day, Xie Wei dragged her to see the blacksmith shop from the top of the gate tower, right next to it.

Around the beginning of spring, things in the fields will be busy soon, so there seems to be a lot of business in building farm tools, and the shops are quite busy.

Fu Zheng, a master with a white beard, frowned and said something to his apprentice.

Point to the stove and the hearth.

blacksmith week is one of the few old fellow blacksmith in Xinzhou. After all, the town is not big. The people have come to him for what they need, but the people far and near know it.

It's just that we can't name it.

The only thing to remember is his age and surname Zhou, so to save trouble, he is called "blacksmith Zhou", or "master Zhou".

What blacksmith shop does is to forge iron, which is also a business, but with the word "faithfulness".

If you take back the plow that you have made with him and turn it over, or cut corners and weigh it out to be insufficient, you can take it and come to him. Over the years, almost no mistakes have been made, which can be regarded as the best in Xinzhou City.

So blacksmith Zhou is very popular around here.

Like the people in the tea shop next door, they are served tea from time to time.

After all, it's hot in the blacksmith's shop and sweating in the winter. I can't carry it without drinking more.

But today's man made a trip to make them a few pots of tea. When he picked them up, blacksmith Zhou's eyes fell on the girl sitting in the corner of the tea shop.

The white Liuxian skirt has a deep blue cloud pattern on its collar and sleeve. It is covered with a thin layer of cherry grass crepe, and it doesn't draw eyebrows and eyes. Then it looks like a beautiful Buddha, which is much more beautiful than the gold plated Bodhisattva in the temple.

If he remembers correctly, this girl has been sitting there for two days, right?

If there's something wrong, he won't go into the blacksmith's shop. If there's nothing wrong, he can always see her looking at the red fire when he comes out these afternoons.

She just left at dusk.

The next afternoon came as usual, sometimes earlier, sometimes later.

Even though the speaker and his disciples were not good-looking, they did not dare to talk about each other.

Today's sun is gradually slanting.

Several apricot trees planted next to the blacksmith's shop have already had flower buds, and even a few scattered ones have opened on the branches. Pink petals, stained with a layer of sky cast down the twilight, Sha is good-looking.

There are fewer pedestrians in the market.

The jokers in the tea shop soon left.

The girl should be leaving, too.

Blacksmith Zhou thought for a while, after drinking tea, he rolled up his sleeve and tied it tightly on his arm, took out the sword embryo which was red in the fire, swung the hammer and beat it hard.

It was not until every place was hammered and weighed, that he stopped to wipe his sweat and take a rest.The result did not think, a look up, unexpectedly saw that the girl did not know when to go to that early flowering apricot edge.

Blacksmith Zhou could not help but wonder that he didn't recognize her, but at this moment he subconsciously said, "spring is late in the north, but the blacksmith's shop is steaming outside all the year round, and the flowers and trees often bloom earlier than other places, every year."

Jiang Xuening was slightly stunned: "really?"

Blacksmith Zhou said, "it seems that the girl has been sitting outside for several days. She only looks at the iron making in the shop and doesn't come in. But what's the difficulty?"

What are the difficulties?

Not really.

She just calmed down and tried to manage her own thoughts. When she came here, she didn't know that sitting down was just an afternoon.

Jiang Xuening gently shook his head: "please worry, but there is no difficulty. I just went out for a walk and saw that the blacksmith shop was always in full swing, and it was jingling. It seems that your sword has been hammered for several days, but it didn't work. I didn't watch it for a long time. "

The blacksmith looked at the sword embryo of Zhou Dynasty and began to laugh.

He touched the beard on his chin. When he talked about his old business, he had a kind of hale and hearty air and said, "well, a hundred steel-making, originally the mine came out of the mountain to burn once, that is pig iron. Just like this, after a lot of tempering and removing the impurities, we can get pure, firm and tough. We can blow the hair and cut the gold and jade. What's more, steel-making was an early thing. Now it's all about smelting iron slurry. If you want to cast high-quality tools, you have to "forge them all.". Ten and a half days is enough. "

A hundred steel making, ten thousand sword forging.

Jiang Xuening's eyes turned to the high smelting furnace behind the blacksmith's whole body. Her eyes were flowing and she said, "it's not easy."

Where can the blacksmith laugh this week

Then he bent down and pulled the bellows of his head, and the fire in the stove suddenly became more and more intense.

He did not lift his head and said, "there are three disasters and five difficulties for people to live. How can swords be avoided?"

Jiang Xuening listened, gently raised her eyes, and only looked at the branches with pink petals.

When blacksmith Zhou was busy, he got up and said, "if you like, pick one."

Jiang Xuening stood still.

Blacksmith Zhou Mei's eyes were mixed with the peace of some aged people. He only said, "my little granddaughter sees this apricot blooming early every year, so she has to fold two branches to go back to play. It doesn't matter."

Jiang Xuening did love this early blooming apricot flower. After hearing what blacksmith Zhou said, he also laughed, stood on tiptoe, picked only a little branch on the edge that was only a little longer than the palm, and then bent down: "thank you, master."

Ten or so apricot flowers are piled in three clusters on the branches.

Many of them have already opened, and some of them are still bashful with buds, which are held by her slender white fingers. They are really beautiful.

Blacksmith Zhou Mei opened his eyes to smile and waved his hand: "it's just a flower."

Then he saw that the sun was going to set outside and pointed to the sky: "it's too late. Isn't the girl going home yet? No matter how big things are, it's better to go home and sleep the next day. "

Jiang Xuening gathered her eyes and said nothing.

It was really late, and she thought it was time to go back, so she said goodbye to blacksmith Zhou.

The setting sun falls to the West and the market is empty.

Jiang Xuening is far away.

Blacksmith Zhou looked under the tile shed for a while. He saw the girl walk away with her hands behind her back. The apricot blossom was loose between her fingers. It seemed that she was a little peaceful and transparent.

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when Jiang Xuening returned to the general's mansion, he happened to encounter several horses running from the side door, splashing some smoke and dust. However, the first rider seemed to have seen her and strangled her at the gate of the mansion.

Yan Lingao sat on the horse.

He was dressed in black, but he was very clear. When he looked at Jiang Xuening, his brow was slightly frowning. He seemed to have a lot to say, but he was not a boy who used to talk nonsense, so he was silent for a moment.

These days, she wanders outside all day. She doesn't meet the people who live in the house very much, let alone Yan Lin, who goes out early and returns late, often stays in the camp. Naturally, she doesn't even have a chance to meet.

I'm afraid Yan Lin is also thinking about Xie Wei's injury.

Jiang Xuening seems to see his silence, first opened his mouth with a smile: "going to camp again?"

Yan Lin is no one else.

He did not see what happened at the gate that day, but he knew something about it. At this moment, she is like a person who has nothing to do. It's hard for her to say anything.

It's a long time to stop talking.

He felt that other words were useless, only said to her: "Ning Ning, I'm on your side."

Jiang Xuening was slightly stunned. After a moment, she laughed, but she didn't take his words as a joke. Instead, she said, "OK."

Yan Lin just hit the horse again.

The rest of the people quickly followed.

The horses soon disappeared at the end of the street.

Jiang Xuening just entered the mansion, only half way, saw a cold corridor, stopped for a long time, in the end or go along this corridor.There are few people waiting on the courtyard in a secluded place.

She entered the courtyard and stopped under the eaves. The sword book, which had just come out of the house with an empty medicine bowl, was stunned when she saw her.

The door had yet to close.

You can see the door from the inside.

Maybe it is from the stagnant figure and expression of the sword book that we can see something. After a pause, the people in the room said to the window: "don't you come in?"

Jiang Xuening heard his voice and knew that this was what he said to himself, but said, "no, today I just came to ask Zhou Yinzhi about it. How is it going?"

Xie Wei said through the window: "no news at the moment."

Jiang Xuening gently raised her eyes, pressed down the little annoyance from the bottom of her heart, and said: "I'm always worried about this man. After thinking about it, it's a disaster to keep him walking in Xinzhou. It's better to catch him first and lock him up, so as not to do harm to him. When we find out in the future, if he is clear, we can release him. "

Xie Wei coughed gently: "don't you fear his anger?"

Jiang Xuening said: "what kind of resentment can the weeds have? He has a good sense of the times, so he doesn't have to be careful. "

Xie Wei then said, "let's do it with Dao Qin."

Jiang Xuening nodded, stood for a moment, thought nothing else, and turned to go.

Xie Wei suddenly asked, "will you come tomorrow?"

Jiang Xuening stopped again, looked down at the twig apricot flower between his fingers, and said: "tomorrow, I will send Fang Yin and Ren Weizhi to leave Xinzhou. Some of them are busy. Maybe another day."

Xie Wei then said, "another day."

Jiang Xuening heard that his voice was the same as usual, but there was some bitter smell of herbs floating in the yard, which made people's nose and tongue slightly astringent.

So mind flow, and think of that day.

She turned the apricot flower around slowly and said, "I'm afraid you're right. I'm no different from the ordinary people in the world. It's just the same in the world. Some people like a person and need to do everything possible to be with others. But some people like a person, or fear that just want each other to be peaceful, may not necessarily require a result. There is no difference between the two. Zhang Zha to me is a charcoal in the snow, a lamp in the dark room and a boat. I don't want to hear people spoil his words even if it turns into "once meant.". Xie Juan, don't talk about him in the future, OK? "

I dare not stand at the door.

It's quiet in the room.

Jiang Xuening couldn't see the look of the people inside. After a long silence, he heard a low and calm voice: "good."

She couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment.

When the wind blows through the hall, the pink petals tremble.

Jiang Xuening gently raised her hand. Before she left, she silently put the apricot on the windowsill.

The sword book can't help being stunned.

After Jiang Xuening left, he put down the lacquer plate with the medicine bowl, took the apricot flower from the windowsill, returned to the house and presented it to Xie Wei.

He leaned against the soft couch under the window.

There is no doubt that Zhou Qihuang's medical skills are superb. In recent days, the wound has gradually healed. Except for his pale face and some reduction, he doesn't look much different from the past.

Sword book small voice way: "just now rather two girls put in the windowsill."

Xie Wei took it.

The broken stem of the twig apricot flower still has fresh creases, and the newly blooming pink petals are extremely delicate and even inconceivable in the northern part of the country, where the winter is approaching and the early spring is not coming.

Where does apricot blossom so early?

At that moment, he looked at the pink flower on the branch, and felt that his heart seemed to melt with it. There was a trance like a dream when he got what he wanted. However, the smile on his lips added some deep calm warmth.

Eyes flow, Xie Juan looks out the door.

The setting sun sinks in the West and the surroundings are quiet.

Jianshu didn't dare to disturb him. For a long time, after he took back his eyes, he asked softly, "what the girl said first, let Daoqin do it?"

Xie Wei nodded.

Jianshu bows down and wants to retreat. Only half way back, he wants to start something. He stops and seems to be hesitant.

Xie Wei looked at him.

Sword book hesitated for a moment and asked: "Ning er's meaning is to catch a live one and lock it up to prevent him from causing trouble. But if... "

Xie Wei's eyebrow tip slightly picked up, and his eyes on the apricot flower never raised half a cent. He didn't care about Zhou Yin's Hun, but said faintly: "then catch it."

What's the third shift?

I've had too much to eat, and I'm a bit amnesic.