Chapter 119

It was getting brighter, and the wind was blowing a trace of blood with the cold of autumn.

Overnight, the Chang family was destroyed, and Chang Daren also died with thousands of arrows through his heart.

Yi Xiaoqiao got the news this morning that the Wen family had a funeral.

When I got to the street, I saw a coffin being carried by eight people, staggering outside the city, white flags flying, and paper money rising and falling in the autumn wind.

"Master Wen is really wronged by death. Such a good man is gone."

"No, it's really wronged."

"Blame that dog official Chang Daren. Have you heard that someone killed Chang Daren's door last night!"

"Deserved it!"

The crowd whispered.

"Young master Qiao, my master, please."

Yi Xiaoqiao followed the sound and saw that it was Chuiyang: "are you well?"

"Thank you for your concern, childe Qiao. It doesn't matter."

Yi Xiaoqiao saw that although his face was pale, his eyes were bright and his spirit was very good. He must be no big problem: "that's good. Let's go."

Yi Xiaoqiao followed Chuiyang into the carriage, sat in a corner of the carriage and peeped to see Qian Yu, but saw that he stroked the fan without saying a word. She felt a trace of embarrassment for no reason, so she fiddled with her clothes and didn't speak.

The carriage went out of town slowly with the funeral procession.

"You're right. The mountain is high and the emperor is far away. Some things can't only listen to the emperor or ministers, but to the people." After a while, Qian Yu said with a slight sigh.

"Chang Daren..."

"Chang Daren sacrificed his family's human life and saved the leader from leaving."

"It's too much to sacrifice the whole family." Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't believe it. Chang Daren usually looked as timid as a mouse. He didn't expect that he would do such a thing in the end.

Qian Yu handed an envelope and said, "look for yourself."

Yi Xiaoqiao was a little surprised at his words. He quickly took over the envelope and opened it. There was a stack of letters in it. After careful reading, he found that it was all about Chang Daren, Chang Daren's origin, life experience and so on.

The letter says that Chang Daren was originally from Xitu. His family came to dry country to do business. Who knows, he encountered war. All his father, brothers and sisters died miserably. Chang Daren lived in dry country and was adopted by a kind-hearted mother-in-law. After her mother-in-law died, he sold his family's real estate to do business. When he had money, he donated an official to do it, Later, I didn't know how I met the blood lotus sect, colluded with the blood lotus sect, and then came to this day.

"It's from xitui." Yi Xiaoqiao was surprised. He was really shocked.

Chang Daren in the book is not from xitui, but from a small village. In the book, he transported the silver back to his hometown, but now he has been transported to the blood lotus sect.

I don't know whether the record in the book is wrong or the butterfly effect caused by her arrival has changed the things in the book.

"If there had not been the turmoil twenty years ago, there might not have been the disaster of today's blood lotus sect." Qian Yu whispered.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked up at him and thought of what he said in the book that Qian Yu actually hated war. In the book, he and the female Lord devoted their whole lives to the peace of the Three Kingdoms.

"The past is over. There is no need to recall it. If the three countries are peaceful in the future, there will be fewer disasters." Yi Xiaoqiao thinks this may be the only thing that can comfort Qian Yu.

Qian Yu looked up at her and nodded silently, "you're right. Peace is the most important."

Yi Xiaoqiao put the letter in, and the sound of sadness and music was getting smaller and smaller. At this time, she could hardly hear it. She was strange in her heart. She opened the curtain and looked, but found that there was no trace of the funeral team, and they were walking up the mountain. The leaves on both sides of the path were dim and yellow, and the breeze was blowing and shaking constantly.

"Where are we going? Aren't we going to the funeral?" Yi Xiaoqiao looked at Qian Yu strangely.

Qian Yu doesn't speak.

Soon their carriage stopped.

Yi Xiaoqiao got out of the car and found that they were stopping on a platform halfway up the mountain. Up there was a rugged path. The carriage could not walk and had to walk.

Qian Yu took the lead in walking up the mountain.

Yi Xiaoqiao can only follow up.

Peach wanted to follow, but was stopped by weeping poplar and willow shade.

"Young master?"

Yi Xiaoqiao gave her a reassuring look, and then followed up.

They soon reached the peak. Looking around, they saw that the gullies and peaks outside Yucheng were no longer green. Now they were withered and yellow. The autumn wind blew, the cool wind hit, and the fallen leaves flew.

Looking up, I saw the sky gray, black clouds rolling, heavy mist.

"It seems to rain." Yi Xiaoqiao murmured.

"It's really going to change." Qian Yu's eyes fell on the funeral procession. The white flag walked through the mountains and forests, gradually moving away. The sadness and music had long been inaudible.

"Actually, you're right." Qian Yu suddenly opened his mouth.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at him puzzled.

"What I can't let go is not them, but myself." Qian Yu held the folding fan tightly: "Wen Zheng was once my best friend. At least I think so, but I never thought about him. I never even knew that he had such a deep attachment to his children. I always thought he didn't care. If I had known that I should call a famous doctor for him today, I should let him achieve his wish anyway."

Yi Xiaoqiao listened to his words full of self reproach and exclamation, and sighed in his heart: "some things are life. Sometimes there must be a hit, and don't force it at any time in life."

"You can see it." Qian Yu said with a little ridicule.

Yi Xiaoqiao sighed: "I can't see how it can be. At least the three of them are buried together. It's all the wish of having a child outside the clerk."

Qian Yu thought for a while and nodded: "yes, I hope he can have more children in his next life and let him have enough."

The original heavy topic was gradually relaxed because of this sentence. Yi Xiaoqiao looked up at Qian Yu and saw that his locked eyebrows were loosened. He knew that he actually wanted to open up. Looking around, he saw that the funeral team had turned around along the path and could no longer see: "where are you going to send them?"

"Nature is to send them back to their hometown and bury them in their ancestral graves."

Yi Xiaoqiao was even more surprised: "do you know where their ancestral graves are?"

Qian Yu lowered her eyes and glanced at her: "as long as you want to know, you can always find clues and clues."

Yi Xiaoqiao nodded: "it's true. Nothing is difficult in the world. I'm afraid of those who have a heart."

Qian Yu is condescending and squints at Yi Xiaoqiao. Her eyes are full of exploration, as if she wants to see through her skin and her heart.

Yi Xiaoqiao's cheek was hot for no reason and moved his eyes: "what do you think I do?"

"Do you want to leave here with me?"

Ah?

Yi Xiaoqiao was stunned and looked up at him in amazement: "young master Jun?"

"Aren't you ready to take off Yi Rong?"

Yi Xiaoqiao stroked his little face: "young master, I haven't seen it for a long time. Why look again?"

"I've only seen childe Qiao, not miss Qiao."

The Qiao family has a son and a daughter. After the fire, some people said that their children had died. Before Yi Xiaoqiao, the woman disguised as a man and pretended to be Qiao Yi. Of course, the most reasonable explanation is that she should be Miss Qiao.

Sure enough, it was going to be exposed. Yi Xiaoqiao groped for Yi Rong's position, grabbed Yi Rong's mask and tore it.

There was a burning pain on her face. Yi Rong was torn off by her and threw it on the ground. She looked up and looked at Qian Yu fearlessly.

Qian Yu's eyes fell on her face. His eyes shrank and his expression became inexplicably complex. For a long time, he just reached out and gently touched her face: "your face... It seemed that he hadn't found it that day."

Fingertips gently stroked the position of her side face. The gully was vertical and horizontal, like the touch of an old bark. Qian Yu frowned more tightly.

Yi Xiaoqiao touched her little face. There was a palm sized scar on her side face, blood red, like enchanting flowers in full bloom, shocking.

She turned away from his eyes and asked slightly sadly, "it's ugly, isn't it?"

"Is it a burn?" A little pity flashed in Qian Yu's eyes: "was it at Qiao's house?"

"Yes." Yi Xiaoqiao nodded and flashed a little sadness.

"How did you get to Qingyun stronghold?" Asked Qian Yu.

Yi Xiaoqiao knew that he was still doubting himself and whispered, "I was protected by a Tao and others that day. I managed to escape, but I met the pursuit of the blood lotus sect. When I ran to Qingyun Mountain, I met the stronghold leader and others. The stronghold leader was kind-hearted and saved me."

"Stronghold leader, good heart?" Qian Yu thought it was a little funny.

"Although they are mountain bandits, they are not bad hearted." Yi Xiaoqiao also smiled: "didn't you also say that they are good people."

"That's right." The folding fan patted the palm of his hand. The light in Qian Yu's eyes flowed and seemed to fall on Yi Xiaoqiao with deep meaning. He looked up and down: "it's a pity that Wenzheng left by mistake for a moment. Now I have no friends in Yucheng."

Yi Xiaoqiao was worried. He didn't have any friends. It was clear that he didn't work for him.

This was a sigh at first, but it was thought-provoking when he thought about it. Could it be that

"If you don't dislike it, Qiao Yi and Qingyun stronghold will be willing to be childe in the future..." she paused and said, "I'm willing to be childe's friend."

Qian Yu slowly opened the folding fan in her hand, put a satisfied smile on her lips and asked, "there are many heroes in Qingyun stronghold. Miss Qiao is really smart. That's the best. I don't know Miss Qiao's name?"

Yi Xiaoqiao's heart was cold, raised his eyes and said firmly, "there is no girl Qiao in the world, only Qiao Yi."

make fun of! She didn't know Miss Qiao's name. She was called away by Qian Yu before she finished reading the information given to her. Later, all kinds of things came in one after another. Yi Xiaoqiao forgot about it. Now she doesn't even remember the name of the owner of the Qiao family, let alone the young lady who died early in the Qiao family.

"Miss Qiao is really not suitable for walking in Qingyun stronghold." Qian Yu said with great understanding.

Yi Xiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, before this breath was over, I heard Qian Yu say, "you should know who I am?"

Yi Xiaoqiao's heart was cold. Although this sounded like a question, the tone was obviously affirmative. Yi Xiaoqiao's heart jumped wildly, forced himself to calm down and bowed: "yes, Emperor."

Her voice was low and trembling, but she could hear her strong self composure.

Qian Yu frowned a little: "are you afraid of me?"

"If I say I'm not afraid, the emperor won't believe it."

Qian Yu thought for a moment and smiled, "when did you know?"

He asked when because he suspected that Yi Xiaoqiao knew from the beginning.

"Go back to the emperor and know it when you see the emperor for the first time."

If so, Qian Yu didn't understand: "I don't know where my flaw is?"

If she didn't know until she returned to Yucheng, Qian Yu understood that his relationship with the king of Yu and others was too close. If he guessed it at the first meeting, he really couldn't believe it.

"The emperor has three flaws." Yi Xiaoqiao said seriously, "first, the name of Juntian. Juntian, Juntian, takes you as the heaven. Only the emperor can call you and heaven, so you should be the emperor. Second, the emperor's Jade Dragon hairpin. In addition to the emperor, who dares to engrave the flying dragon on the hairpin in the world will find his own death. Third, the emperor has an elegant temperament, outstanding, and can't be compared with ordinary people."

Qian Yu thought for a while and couldn't help laughing: "I admit the first two. This third reason is too perfunctory."

"I'm telling the truth. The emperor has dragon Qi. Can ordinary people compare him?"

As like as two peas, she saw that she was full of serious looks, and it was not like lying. She was just like her. She was just like her eyes. She fell on her bloody scarlet. The secret way was a pity: "no, you are going to pass the customs, but you must avoid these words."

Yi Xiaoqiao nodded: "nature."

Qian Yu took out a box from her arms and handed it to Yi Xiaoqiao: "here."

Yi Xiaoqiao took a closer look. This is not the box he gave him before, but the box containing the jade dragon hairpin. Is he going to give her the jade dragon hairpin? Don't be kidding. She doesn't dare to ask for it again.

"Emperor, you can't make it." Yi Xiaoqiao saluted: "I didn't know this thing was so valuable before. That's why I did this outrageous thing. Since it was given by the emperor's grandmother, I dare not take it. Please take it back. As long as the previous thing hasn't happened, spare my life."

"The jade dragon hairpin was given by my grandmother. You begged me, but I don't want to give it to you. I found these three golden beads inadvertently in the blood lotus sect. You helped me to level the blood lotus sect this time. I'll use them instead of the jade dragon hairpin to give you three wishes. If you want anything in the future, you can bring them to me."

Qian Yu opened the box and handed it over.

Yi Xiaoqiao slowly got up and took the wooden box. She saw that there were really three gold beads the size of soybeans lying quietly inside. The three gold beads were all eyelashed and strung with a red rope. She looked at the length and estimated that she could just wear it on her wrist. Her heart was loose. She smiled and took it: "so, thank you, Emperor."

"You don't have to thank me. Come to me when you have figured out what you want."

Qian Yu turned around and carried his men to the mountain: "don't forget what you said. Qingyun stronghold and I will be friends in the future."

The mountain wind is cold. I don't know when there is snow in the sky. Snowflakes fall one after another, like salt, catkins and goose feathers