Strange Tale of Qingluan

After dinner, Murong Qinxue led Su Zhongming and Yang Bin to his room, closed the door, and sat at the table.

Su Zhongming and Yang Bin stood, facing Murong Qinxue.

No one thought that the first person to speak would be Murong Qinxue himself, and it happened to be the issue that Su Zhongming was always concerned about.

"The old man has been wandering here since he came here. I really don't know if I should go to Luomeizhuang. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Su Zhongming opened his lips and asked with concern: "Senior, why didn't you go? Isn't senior worried about Wen Qian's safety?"

Murong Qinxue sighed helplessly, and said truthfully: "The bad fruit I planted when I was young, so that I have affected Wen Qian, a girl, I really regret it."

Yang Bin couldn't help opening his lips: "Senior, no matter what grievances you have with the owner of Mei Zhuang, since Wen Qian is in her hands, you should immediately go to Luomei Zhuang to rescue her. If you are afraid of lack of manpower, me and this kid, There are a few other people outside who will go to Luomei Village with you!"

Murong Qinxue didn't agree or refuse, but just sighed softly.

Su Zhongming turned his head and looked at Yang Bin in blank dismay.

Yang Bin thought about it secretly, and felt that he should use some tricks at this time to provoke Murong to capture Xue, so that he would agree to go to Luomei Village with him to save people.

So he responded, opened his mouth, pretended to be contemptuous, and pretended to laugh: "After a long time, it turns out that the Murong family is so cowardly that they dare not even meet anyone with a grudge. Wen Qian is really unlucky in this life. To have such a father who doesn't care about her life or death, she shouldn't have gone back to the Murong family to recognize her ancestors."

After only saying this sentence, before he finished what he had in mind, he suddenly heard a deafening sound—Murong Qinxue slammed his hand on the table with a gloomy face, looking like , the anger had already begun to roll violently in the fierce hall.

Yang Bin squinted, and gave Su Zhongming a wink beside him. Su Zhongming happened to find this suggestive look, and immediately understood Yang Bin's intentions, and followed closely to persuade the middle-aged man sitting at the table.

"Senior, grievances are not as important as Wen Qian. You can't sacrifice Wen Qian just to avoid your enemies, right?"

Murong Qinxue was silent for a long time, and finally opened his lips: "City Master Su, although the old man's daughter is a bit stubborn and unruly, you still remember to care about her, which proves that the old man is right! It's a pity...you can't see Go up to the woman."

Su Zhongming lowered his head slightly, but did not respond.

Murong Qinxue stood up, and said to Yang Bin again: "You brat, what you said just now was so harsh, it is enough to show that you usually like to bully people, but it's because you said such things for Wen Qian, old man I don't care about you." At the end, he announced with his hands behind his back, "Tomorrow, the old man will follow you to Luomei Village."

Yang Bin was very displeased with Murong Qinxue's first sentence, but because of the latter sentence, in his heart, there was nothing more important than Murong Wenqian, a girl. In addition, he would recognize Murong Qinxue as his father-in-law in the future. He had to bear it.

The moon sets and the sun rises, just one night. After the rooster crows, the disc-shaped sun disc, with orange red all over, slowly rises from the east. Due to the cold weather, its light is not so dazzling, and it is easy to see. Looking over, you will feel a warm breath, let yourself forget the cold.

Naluomeizhuang is located on Yuquan Mountain in the outskirts of Wangcheng. On this mountain, you can see a beautiful sunrise. Luomeizhuang is built on the top of the mountain. It is very wonderful to watch the sunrise in the early morning and the winter plum in the cold winter. People who live here can Those who have such an elegant spirit are either a person who is out of the world, or a nobleman.

Even though there was light snow falling from the sky, Su Zhongming and others, the four men still followed Murong Qinxue and left the inn, leaving only the girls, children and Gonghe, and the girls and children were taken care of by Gonghe to ensure safety.

Early in the morning, the city gate had just opened, and the army head was on the side of the city gate, rubbing his frozen hands vigorously, while wandering slowly, always muttering in a low voice: "It's so cold, we still need to send Lao Tzu came here to inspect, what a fart to inspect!"

Su Zhongming and others rode towards the city gate. When the army leader saw them, he thought they looked familiar, so he walked quickly to the center of the city gate and called out 'stop'.

Murong Qinxue reined in his horse immediately, and the three men who followed immediately also reined in quickly.

Murong Qinxue asked: "Master Jun, what questions do you want to investigate?"

The head of the army came over and looked at Murong Qinxue carefully. He felt that he had never seen him before, so he let him go and went straight down. He carefully looked at Su Zhongming, Li Xuan behind Su Zhongming, and Yi Yeqing and Yang Bin on the other two horses. , can not help but frown.

"You guys! You brought the girl and the child into the king's city yesterday! Now, where have the girl and the child gone? You are still in such a hurry to get out of the king's city, dismount all of them!"

With his head on his hips, he gave a serious drink.

Yang Bin said: "Master Jun..."

Juntou sounded majestic, and blurted out: "Fart, let go!"

Yang Bin pretended to be pitiful, and half falsely said: "My wife is not at her mother's house, now I take my father-in-law and a few brothers out to find someone! The weather is so cold, she is a weak woman outside, what should I do if I encounter bandits! "

When Murong Qinxue heard this, he turned his head and glared at Yang Bin angrily, his beard was about to be blown straight by anger.

The military leader thought about it for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with this reason, so he only complained, and then let him go: "Why do you guys have so many troubles along the way! Let's go! Go away!"

Murong Qinxue left as soon as he caught the horse's belly, Su Zhongming and Yi Yeqing followed, Yang Bin smiled back at Jun's head and said "Thank you, Mr. Jun" and hurried out of the city gate.

On the way to gallop, Murong Qinxue said sullenly: "Stinky boy! When did this old man become your father-in-law!? When did Wen Qian become your wife! You beat me even more than my daughter! When this old man comes back Daughter, I will ask you to settle this autumn debt!"

Yang Bin had long expected that he would be questioned by Xingshi, and he had already thought of something pleasant to hear, and hurriedly replied: "Senior, calm down, that military leader is always correcting us, saying that we are not good people, and he wants to arrest us and go back for interrogation. There is no way to say that.”

Murong Qinxue snorted angrily, and galloped towards Yuquan Mountain.

Passing through a pine forest and Berlin, you can vaguely see a few low houses and tall buildings with red walls and green tiles standing on the heights of the mountain, and there is even a piece of red flowers surrounding the tall buildings.

That should be Luomeizhuang!

Su Zhongming glanced at the distance, and rushed forward even faster.

The gate was closed tightly, avoiding people coldly, only fragmentary poems pasted on the pillars on both sides showed that the owner of this villa was a sensual and virtuous woman.

On the pillar on the left is written: Listen to the sound of snow on the height of the tower, only the freezing wind blows but no snow is seen. Here, the world is a thousand miles of red, which is better than a touch of rosy clouds in the sky.On the pillar on the right is written: Others say that I am worldly, I laugh at him as an idiot and ignorant, fly to the wrong dream, and the soul is exhausted, and I can't explain Lamei's loyalty.

Five people got off their horses. Yang Bin couldn't bear it anymore. He was the first one to shout towards the gate, as loud as he wanted, so that everyone inside could hear clearly.

"Hey!!! I'm here!! Open the door for me! Open the door!"

Su Zhongming stood quietly, noticing the fragmentary verses on the pillar.

After a while, there were scattered footsteps from the gate, and then the gate opened, and a dozen young girls with swords rushed out, the youngest was about seventeen or eighteen years old, The oldest one is also in his twenties, all of them are white and tender, but their expressions are very stiff, and their eyes are serious and sharp.

Seeing so many beautiful girls coming out at once, Yang Bin couldn't help smiling, crossed his arms leisurely, and opened his lips: "Hey, so many beauties are here to welcome me?"

"Who are you! Tell me your name!" The oldest girl among them asked bluntly, turning a deaf ear to Yang Bin's details.

Yang Bin replied: "I told you, I am your uncle!"

The girl scolded: "Stinky boy! If you don't answer well, my aunt will cut your throat first!"

Yang Bin glanced at the other party and laughed: "Grandma? Hahaha, how old are you, and you call yourself an aunt? Given your age, you should kneel down to add Lao Tzu's boots and call Lao Tzu 'good brother'." right!"

"Stinky boy!" The girl cursed this sentence, and immediately pulled out her sword and slashed at Yang Bin, and the other girls also rushed forward, surrounding these guys.

Yang Bin quickly blocked the oncoming sharp blade with Tuluo Kingdom's machete.

Su Zhongming hurriedly persuaded: "Girl! We are here to see the owner of Mei Zhuang, please don't do anything!"

The girl withdrew her hand, took a step or two back, and asked: "Why are you looking for our owner? Is our owner able to see you wild men! Get out of here quickly! Otherwise, we will really get serious!"

Yang Bin became serious, and said seriously: "It's fine if you don't see your owner, just hand over the hostages!"

The girls looked at each other, and it was still the girl who replied: "What kind of hostage! We don't have the person you mentioned here! Get out! Don't make trouble here!"

"Did you dare to admit it after being arrested? You are still doing rouge and gouache business! You don't even have credit, so what kind of business are you doing, and what money are you making!" Yang Bin was in a hurry, and cursed at random.

Those girls also began to exchange anger, and the girl said angrily: "You! You really don't know what to do! Sisters, don't show mercy to them, and don't let them enter the villa!"

Murong Qinxue stood up and said calmly: "I don't want to fight with you juniors who have no grudges, please tell the owner: I, Murong Qinxue, are here!"

The girls were stunned for a moment, then quickly withdrew their hands and took back the white blade.The girl said: "Since it is someone from Murong's family who came, at least say something, why use your power to bully others and say so many bullying words."

Yang Bin put away the scimitar, put his hands on his hips, and replied, "You guys are the first to bully others!"

When the girl heard this, she tightened her sword again, and touched her sharp teeth up and down: "You talk back again!"

Su Zhongming had no choice but to persuade Yang Bin in a low voice, and said to Yang Bin: "Don't bully other girls, otherwise we won't even be able to enter the door."

Yang Bin glanced at Su Zhongming, not convinced in his heart, but, in order to successfully enter the villa and meet Mei Yinghong, and exchange for Murong Wenqian, he had to bear it for a while, pursed his mouth, and lowered his hands.

The girl said to Murong Qinxue: "Follow us to see the owner of the village!" After saying that, she turned around and led the other girls across the threshold.Murong Qinxue got on the horse and followed slowly, and the others also followed.

After the horses were tied up, several people followed the girls through the empty courtyard and walked up the hill along the winding path.Su Zhongming watched the surrounding scenery while walking, and when he passed through a door, he couldn't help saying to his companion: "The flowers and plants here are a bit like those on Yangui Island."

Hearing this, Yang Bin glanced here and there, but he didn't have the same feeling as Su Zhongming, so he said: "I didn't see it. The flowers and plants all look the same."

When they reached the stone steps, the girls with swords stopped there. A dignified and quiet woman in her thirties with plain makeup came down from the high stone steps. One of the girls walked away. Go forward and whisper a few words in the woman's ear.

The woman glanced at Su Zhongming and the others, and then opened her lips: "The owner is seeing people from the Murong family, why are there so many young men here?"

Yang Bin volunteered again and blurted out: "Don't worry about how many of us are here, they are guests, shouldn't you entertain us and take us to see the owner of Mei Zhuang!"

The woman folded her arms and said calmly: "The owner only sees the Murong family."

Su Zhongming took a step forward and said politely: "Sister, we have already come, and we have come all the way here, and we have a good relationship with the hostages, can you be accommodating and let us go with Senior Murong to meet the owner of the villa. "

The woman glanced at Su Zhongming, and still said calmly: "I repeat, the owner is meeting the Murong family. The others, as you said, are guests. Please go to the hall to rest." Qin Xue said, "Mr. Murong, please."

As soon as the words fell, the woman turned around and walked up, Murong Qinxue hurriedly followed behind the woman.

Su Zhongming had no choice but to follow his companions, and under the guidance of those girls, walked down the stone steps to another mountain path until they reached a house. The girl lifted up the bamboo curtain for them, and they entered the house generously.

As soon as he entered it, Su Zhongming saw many calligraphy and picture scrolls hanging on the wall, which smelled like a book.A row of armchairs is neatly placed beside the square patterned carpet, and a large stove is placed on the carpet. There is no spark in the stove, nor any dry wood. The more you look at it, the more you feel that the room is very cold.

Su Zhongming sat on the chair with his companion, regardless of whether it was cold or not.

Several girls who were in charge of the daily work came in with dry firewood, put them into the stove, and then lit the fire, fanned the fire, let the flame burn and emit heat.

Another girl came in with a tea set, and gently placed the square wooden tray on the table against the wall. The outer wall of the teapot was very hot. She picked up the teapot carefully so as not to burn her hands, and poured hot water into the porcelain cup carefully. Huge tea, not in a hurry, in case the hot tea splashes out and scalds the skin.

A colorless linen towel was folded and placed on the table. The girl gently placed the teapot on the linen towel to cushion the hot bottom of the pot, then picked up the tray and walked to the guests.

Su Zhongming picked up a cup, touched the outer wall of the rim that was not submerged by the tea with his thumb and index finger, and blew the hot air gently. Even if he is very thirsty now, he should taste it slowly, otherwise his tongue will be burned.

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Poetry on the pillars of the gate of the villa

I wrote it blindly...