"Ah!" Baili Fengjian just stepped out of the screen, and a dissatisfied scream came first, followed by the sound of chopsticks being thrown.
She glanced sideways at him, her slightly childish face showing the unique willfulness of a girl, and her soft voice filled with impatience: "What are all these? Why is rice vinegar added to the brine tofu, and sugar added to the pork chops? These are all Nanman barbarians.
How can such taste be so popular?"
"And these chopsticks!" Jing Che picked up the chopsticks that he had thrown out, took a look at them, and then his eyebrows stood up in anger, "How can ordinary people use the silver chopsticks inlaid with purple jade from the palace?"
The frustration that had nowhere to express turned into anger, and at this moment, all her thoughts were inexplicably aroused. She pursed her lips tightly, looked at Baili Fengjian with a fierce look asking for explanation, but her small chin was trembling with grievance.
.
She was a smart person and had vaguely guessed something a long time ago, but she subconsciously refused to believe it. She thought that as long as she made a big noise and let the world follow her, she could ignore the truth.
Baili Fengjian glanced at the messy dishes on the table, and felt a sense of unhappiness in his heart about wasting everything, but he was not angry yet. He just suppressed his smile, and his coaxing tone turned into a command: "Just make do with it."
eat."
Jing Che had always eaten soft food rather than hard food, and he was even more aroused by the unkind tone of this visitor. He simply swept all the dishes in front of him to the ground, and the porcelain bowl was smashed and the sound of ping ping pong was messed up on the ground: "I won't eat it!
"
He didn't touch the spring water with his fingers, he didn't know the sufferings of the people, and he didn't know how to restrain himself. Baili Fengjian had a sullen face, changing from his usual indifferent expression that he could do anything, he approached Jingche step by step, and his voice was low: "What are you doing now, princess?"
Temper? Do you know that the homeless people outside can’t even drink a sip of vinegar? Do you know that your current food and clothing are obtained by stepping on the corpses of many people?"
Jing Che subconsciously took a step back, tears welling up in his eyes, but he stared at him without any sign of weakness.
"Oh, chopsticks used in the palace? Which palace? Zhenyi Palace, or the current Lincang Palace?" Baili Fengjian looked at her innocent and stubborn eyes, and became even more inexplicably angry, so he simply picked her up.
Throwing it into the chair, the shadow covered her little body and said word by word: "You heard clearly, Zhen, Yi, destroy, country."
"You're lying! How can the Zhenyi Kingdom's thousands of years of foundation be destroyed?" It was clear that he had lost his confidence, and he knew that he was deceiving himself.
"You still don't know? Why do you think the things from the Zhenyi Palace are lost in the world? Those extravagant things that satisfy the royal family's vanity have long been worthless!" As soon as he said these words, he realized that it was a bit heavy, and he forgot that the little girl in front of him had also been there before.
The royal family, seeing her suddenly hurt look, softened their voice slightly, "If I weren't your master, you would have become a pile of bones by now. Do you think that in this troubled world, there will still be people who will hold you in their hands and pamper you?"
?”
"Go away, who wants you to be my master?" His eyes turned red, and he pushed Baili Fengjian hard with his young hands, "My mother-in-law would never talk to me like that!"
Hearing this, Baili Fengjian, who had been full of anger, suddenly let out a sigh of relief and calmed down suddenly. He did not forget that he had promised Suisheng to take good care of Ache.
It shouldn't be. He was slightly annoyed. In the past, he could remain calm and calm, without showing any emotion or anger, no matter how big things happened, but now he got angry with the little girl. In fact, if he thought about it carefully, even though Jing Che's paranoia and arrogance were a bit
It was unreasonable, but she had always been pampered, responded to everything she was told, and had not suffered many setbacks. She had just witnessed the cruel scene in which her mother was so stunned that she couldn't accept it for a moment, and it was reasonable for her to have a bad temper.
He took a step back and had no intention of scolding Jing Che anymore. When he turned around, he saw Nian Sanniang standing outside the hall door. She didn't know how long she had been here or how long she had been looking at her. She looked at Baili Fengjian and immediately averted her eyes.
He looked slightly surprised, then walked forward with a smile as if nothing had happened: "Is the food not to your liking? I'll ask them to leave right now."
"No need," Baili Fengjian waved his hand, turned his eyes, and said, "There should be a shrine to the gods in this house, right?"
"Of course it does. Who in this world doesn't find some gods and Buddhas to worship and pray for peace." Nian Sanniang glanced at Jing Che and seemed to tell her on purpose.
Without bothering to explain, Baili Fengjian said to Nian Sanniang, "Take me there."
Then he picked up Jingche and walked out.
Three new sticks of incense were burning in the incense burner. In front of the shrine, Baili Fengjian let go of Jingche, who had been fluttering restlessly and shouting. She was thrown to the ground unceremoniously.
Nian Sanniang bowed and left in good time.
Jing Che stood up from the ground angrily. Unexpectedly, the Long Yuan white sword beside Baili Fengjian suddenly unsheathed and floated steadily in the air in front of her. Shocked, she paused and then waved it away.
She raised her little face to meet his gaze without showing any signs of weakness, and said viciously, "Kill me if you have the ability," but it was still stuck in your throat, when his words took the lead.
"Become a disciple," he said, neither salty nor light, neither urgent nor slow, neither happy nor angry. Baili Fengjian had a rare serious look on his face, "Long Yuan White Sword is the sacred object of the Sword Saint Sect, you don't need to worship me, worship me."
It is."
"Sloppy guy! Drunkard! I, talent, don't--"
The words were cut off. Baili Fengjian leaned over to look at her. He also wanted to talk to her, but he was unruly and would not be subdued. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt embarrassed and said in a slightly awkward tone: "This is your mother-in-law."
Will. Otherwise, do you think I want to control you?"
Jing Che was speechless for a moment. She was not afraid of anything, the only thing she was afraid of was her mother-in-law. In the past, when she lost her temper, hundreds of people in the house could not coax her, but as long as her mother-in-law gave her a stern look, she would
She knew she had to restrain herself. Now that the deceased was gone, she could no longer disobey her mother-in-law and be an unfilial daughter.
Baili Fengjian used A Niang to suppress her, but she was full of force but could not do anything about it - she indeed heard A Niang asking her to kneel down and worship him as his teacher before leaving.
"It's my mother's last words that I worship!" After saying it through gritted teeth, Jing Che kowtowed three times in an extremely perfunctory manner, stood up and was about to walk away.
But he was stopped by Baili Fengjian: "Remember, from now on you are the 48th generation disciple of the Sword Master of the Nanqiong Sect of Jiahuang Mountain. Also, change your name to Jingche."
Her pupils suddenly dilated, and she stopped, so angry that she became speechless: "You, you--"
"I'm doing this for your own good. Do you want to have the same surname as the current emperor?"
Jing Che pursed his lips, and gave Baili Fengjian a look that he could not refute, with an expression that would insist on rejecting him to the end even if he understood the truth.
Baili Fengjian simply looked indifferent, took back Long Yuan's white sword, took a step with his long legs, turned around and left.
Leaving Jingche standing there, when she saw him leaving, she relaxed her tense expression, her hair hanging down to block her expression, she carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered to herself with a heavy cry of grievance: "Ah
Mom, I want to go home--"
The figure behind him was suddenly startled, and then continued to leave as if nothing had happened.
***
"I've taken care of your official status, customs clearance documents, carriage, and other expenses for you. But - the sword master really doesn't want to stay one night?"
He tilted his lips and smiled loudly, stepped out of the high threshold with his long legs, bowed his hands and bowed: "Don't bother Sanniang anymore."
The girl in blue and plain clothes behind him, holding her small luggage, also walked out. Although she was arrogant, she was still polite and well-educated. In addition, she received a lot of care from Nian Sanniang today, and she felt a bit of sincere gratitude.
He waved his hand: "Goodbye, Aunt Nian."
"Little Che'er, please don't get angry with Master on this journey." Nian Sanniang smiled and patted Jing Che's shoulder.
He nodded vaguely, but Jing Che brushed Baili Fengjian's arm and walked past him without looking away, climbed onto the carriage, and suddenly opened the curtain, clearly still breathing out his breath.
Baili Fengjian shook his head helplessly. After all this trouble, he might as well have kissed an outsider?
That's all, he jumped on his horse and set off on the road.
It was the beautiful moonlight and the bustling night market. The carriage passed through the hustle and bustle of people, but there was a muffled silence inside the carriage.
Jing Che leaned against the small window with her chin propped up, and the wind passing through the curtain occasionally brought out a few pieces of flying scenery. When she woke up from the dream, she seemed to have only stayed in a fairyland for a while, but when she came out, she found that there was a day in the sky.
, the world outside has been turned upside down for hundreds of years, and it has become so different.
"What year is it now?" A soft and soft voice came out of the carriage.
Baili Fengjian's eyes were dark, he paused and said: "The eighty-seventh year of Lincang."
"Oh." He was obviously disappointed.
After a long while, he asked again: "Did Aniang lose the battle?"
"No." A very firm tone, expressing nostalgia and respect.
"I knew that A-niang has always been so awesome."
There was silence outside.
Baili Fengjian kept walking, looking ahead intently, but his eyes were a little heavy. In this continent, no one is powerful, and no one can overturn the situation on his own. Back then, Sui Sheng was a woman
Draw your sword and go to the battlefield
, but ended up being sentenced to death. The three soldiers were panic-stricken, and they defeated themselves without a fight at Qianqiu Pass, which led Lincang's enemy troops to break through the border of the Central Plains. The emperor was weak and traitorous ministers were in power. The Zhenyi Empire of that year had long since rotted from the inside out.
Already.
Even though he later broke the rule that disciples of the Sword Master should not serve as generals, took Sui Sheng's position and defended the northwest front with Fuji, fighting for more than ten years, the thousand-year dynasty was still destroyed in just fifteen years, and the following year came the end of the war.
Cang's army raided the imperial city... and blood flowed like a river.
The year when the imperial city was destroyed, he wished he could die in battle with his majestic body, holding up his sword and fighting with blood, but what happened next...
He has always refused to recall that time. From then on, he showed off his addiction to alcohol and did not participate in anything related to the restoration of the country. He hid on the Yunqin Peak of Jiahuang Mountain and served as his free sword master. For so many years, he was just
He wholeheartedly protects the villages and towns near Jiahuang Mountain.
Now, he has a strong premonition, because Sui Sheng's final assertion about the Imperial Seal and the bottom layer of the imperial tomb will make the world involved in a new round of bloodshed. As for this, this is hope.
, or the final death struggle, he didn't know, and he didn't have the energy to guess. When he heard that Zhenyi could be saved, he only had a moment of excitement, but more of it still felt like he was helpless.