Chapter 1
Chapter 1
In the land of rivers and lakes, the root of hatred, there is always endless kindness, resentment, killing and hatred in the world.
The Central Plains area is a place of non-dispute.
Ten miles away from the fire in the east of the city five months ago, a Taoist temple deep in the mountains is peaceful and peaceful.
A sneaky figure ran out from the narrow forest road in the courtyard, holding a white and tender baby in his arms, and tightly covering his crying mouth.
"Here, hurry up."
The other side of the woods is connected to the small courtyard on the other side, and the person who connects is also holding a baby.
The two didn't say much, they exchanged the swaddling babies in each other's arms and then flew back.
The wind blows the leaves and leaves, and the moonlight is treacherous.
That night, the Taoist temple had incense and jade died.
Unconsciously, 20 years ago, the situation has changed.
20 years later.
According to the records of "Quan Shi Ce Jing Guo History Volume [-]", "On the fifth day of December in the first year of Yuancheng, Emperor Jing Wu Lu Feng came to Ma Rongguan for a great victory, and the former Qi changed the country to Zhou, which was called Qi Zhou. , set the capital in Shangyi."
The bloodstains of the war are covered by white snow. Maybe as the days go by, the traces of the military horses and golds will be wiped away, but there is never a shortage of battles in this world.
On the sixth day of December in the first year of Yuancheng, Donggao, Lanfenggu
In Lanfeng Valley where all the herbs are withered, there is vast white snow, under the roots of a hundred-year-old tree, there is a lonely grave with no words, and the white silk is solemn.The pale-faced man in mourning knelt in front of the grave without looking, his frail body was almost submerged by the bleak wind.
The father died, and the son died in three years.
The old man got off the carriage with a cane, looked at the frail man kneeling in front of the grave in the wind and snow, and sighed softly: "Qingmo, today is the last day of filial piety, and you can go back to Shangyi tomorrow."
"Zixu will hate me..."
The sound of the faint gnats was covered by the whistling wind and snow.
"Qingmo...I know this is cruel to you." Jiang Litong sighed, walked to Jiang Jingshu's side and said distressedly, "I have suffered for you all these years."
"Father, don't worry, I know what to do." Jiang Jingshu smiled bitterly.
"It's good to understand, let's go back, it's snowing heavily." Jiang Litong coughed a few times in his old age, turned and left slowly.
"Okay..." Jiang Jingshu bowed his head in response, his struggling and painful eyes fell on the knotted hair in his hand, tears ran across his fair face and dripped down the red rope.
Until the dusky twilight shrouded Lan Fenggu, he restrained all his emotions, and gently untied the knotted red hair rope in his palm, and the icy wind whizzed past, blowing away the knotted black hair in his palm, making it messy. In the wind and snow, without a trace...
On December [-]th of the first year of Yuancheng, the imperial capital of Beijing, Shangyi.
The north was initially settled. After the war, Shangyi, which had recovered its peace, took off its blood-stained armor and put on elegant clothes, which looked more peaceful under the dim yellow setting sun.At the end of the Zhengzheng year, when the capital is only [-] days away from Dingdu, and the famous Qin and Yue families in the imperial city are happily married, even in the dead of winter, there is a lot of excitement everywhere.
Speaking of the marriage between Qin and Yue, I have to talk about the three famous families of Qin, Yue, and Luo in Shangyi. Although these three families are martial arts families, they provided a lot of help to the Lu family army in the process of Emperor Jingwu's stabilization of the north.The three families are all members of the martial arts family, and they all refused to be granted titles and official positions after the establishment of the country in Beijing. It is no wonder that the three families have a high reputation in the imperial city in the name of martial arts families.
The married Qin and Yue families live in the west of the city and the family lives in the east of the city. The happy event of the Yue family marrying their daughter to the Qin family can make the common people in Shangyi talk with gusto after dinner.The marriage was finalized as early as the fifth day of the fifth lunar month when the capital was established, and it was widely spread. Today is the day to welcome the relatives, and it has spread to every corner of Shangyi with gongs, drums, drums and lanterns early in the morning.
The closer to dusk, even though it is cold even without snow, there are quite a lot of people watching the excitement on both sides of Yongding Street. While chatting and waiting, I took advantage of the excitement to watch the procession of sedan chairs walk along Yongding Street from the east to the west of the city, maybe I could see the bride.
"I said, Lao Zhao, why is it getting dark and you haven't seen the sedan chair yet?" The old man chatted while crossing his legs and knocking on walnuts.
"Who knows, could it be that this marriage was a lie to us?" The old woman smiled and looked towards the east of Yongding Street.
"Don't talk nonsense, the groom is the only son of the Qin family. Mr. Qin dotes on this young master to the sky. Why is it a joke to marry a wife now? Maybe it's because the auspicious time has not come." The noodle stall owner brushed. While talking to the pot, from time to time, he also looked at the east side curiously.
The old man chuckled and picked up the teacup before drinking the tea. A sudden gust of wind made him shiver. He saw that the big cheap and rough brown cloak on his body was gone, replaced by a expensive fox fur cloak.
With sharp eyes, he saw a young man wearing his cloak and drowning in the crowd watching the excitement, and he quickly stood up to catch up: "Hey boy, come back..."
"Old Zhao, your shabby cloak is worthless, and if someone trades it for you with this expensive one, you can enjoy it." The old woman covered her mouth and smiled, and pulled Lao Zhao back.
"What's the matter? There are still people doing this business these days, and my cloak is torn." Old Zhao rubbed his head in confusion, unable to think of a reason.
After a while, Old Zhao had forgotten about it, and suddenly three or four guards dressed in martial arts shuttled through the crowd watching the excitement, and finally squeezed in front of Old Zhao, one of the leaders picked up Old Zhao, and shouted eagerly. Said: "Where did you get the cloak on your body?"
"Ah? This is this..."
"Say!"
"Just now there was a boy..."
"Where did that boy go!!"
"Over there..." Old Zhao pointed to the east in horror.
"Chasing!" The leading guard roared, threw Lao Zhao back on his seat and left in a hurry.
"What's going on..." Old Zhao patted his chest, watching all this in shock.
"Hey, was that Li Meng, the chief guard of the Qin family just now?"
"Oh no……"
[end of the street]
The deserted alley was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle outside. The young man wrapped in a shabby brown cloak nimbly hid in the alley, looking for an opportunity to break through the siege of the guards.
The leading guard was none other than Li Meng, the head of the Qin family's guards, and now he was ordered to arrest the young master of the Qin family, Qin Feng, and bring him back to marry him.This Li Meng can be the commander of the Qin family's guards, and his first-class martial arts is not easy to provoke. He followed closely and pressed to the outside of the alley. into the alley.
He walked to the depths of the alley but couldn't see anyone. He was about to turn back when he stepped on a piece of banana peel and was about to slip, when he felt a gust of palm wind behind him. He subconsciously dodged while maintaining his balance, but the sudden banana peel made him He was uncoordinated, and a feeling of suffocation rushed to his forehead immediately, but he managed to squeeze out a few words: "Young...young master...go back with your subordinates..."
"For the sake of your sincerity, this young master will not hurt you."
Li Meng, who hadn't heard the words clearly, felt his eyes go dark, and fell to the ground with a "plop", Qin Feng quickly pulled up the brim of his hat to cover his face, and was about to fly over the wall.
"Wind wind."
A friendly voice held Qin Feng back.
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