Brow of a Thousand Calamities Chapter 19: Princess Langye 02
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Bi Lianyi did not turn around, but nodded.
"He knew I wanted to kill him?" Miss Hong stood playing the piano, "But he asked you to do it?"
Bi Lianyi nodded.
"What would you do if I said that I actually appreciate Wanyu Yuedan ten times more than you do?" She said lightly, "Would you be jealous?"
Bi Lianyi turned around. The red girl was dressed in white like snow, and her shadow standing while playing the piano was as ethereal as a fairy. He replied calmly, "No."
She wore a frosty mask and said coldly, "If you don't know how, why did you come?"
"You admire Liu Yan thousands of times more than the Palace Master," Bi Lianyi said. "Why should I be jealous of the Palace Master?" He said slowly, "I am jealous of Liu Yan."
The red girl bit her lip and looked at Bi Lianyi angrily. Bi Lianyi turned around and left without even stopping for a step. She dropped her sleeves and slapped the strings, and the sound of the piano was chaotic, just like her state of mind. After a while, the sound of the piano stopped, and her mind gradually became clear. With a flick of the strings, thirteen sounds of the strings came out, and she sighed quietly. .
Bi Lianyi is a good man, but it's a pity that she can never fall in love with a good man.
However, meeting a good man who loves her cleanly is obviously not a bad thing.
Dongshan.
Shumeiju.
Fang Pingzhai shook his head as he walked in the woods outside Shumeiju. It was not a remote place, and people often passed by. He was wearing yellow clothes and wearing a red fan, which was very conspicuous. He also lurched left and right, wandering in the woods, which inevitably attracted some people. Peep curiously. Naturally, he didn't care. He made a "ai" sound and waved his red fan, "Master asked me to find a drum. Now that the world is in a bad situation and the war is not over, how can the people have the leisure to play gongs and drums? I don't want to go against the government and rob the yamen. I don’t want to rob someone else’s wedding party, and I can’t buy a drum even if I have money. Alas... I am becoming more and more conscientious, so conscientious that I am about to be bitten by a dog.”
Suddenly two horses ran past in the woods. The sound of hooves was like thunder. The horses were very strong. Perhaps they saw the shadow of Fang Pingzhai shaking his head. The two horses turned around and ran back. A man and a woman got off their horses. "Looking at your clothes, you must be from the world of martial arts. We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away. May I ask you which direction Lingyuan Temple is heading to?" Fang Pingzhai turned around. The two people in front of him were wearing tight clothes and swords. They were typical people from the world of martial arts. Dressing up, "Lingyuan Temple, it seems to be going east." The two people jumped on their horses, clasped their fists and said, "Thank you." Then they were about to ride away. Fang Pingzhai was moved when he saw the leaping movements of the two men. He waved his red fan and stopped the horse's head, "Wait a minute, I did you a favor, can you do me a favor too? It's fair, reasonable, and mutually beneficial."
The two men reined in the horses' heads and asked, "What's the problem, brother?"
"Uh...I just want to know where I can buy a drum." Fang Pingzhai said, "It doesn't matter whether it's a big drum or a small drum, a flower drum or a waist drum, a flat drum or a fat drum, or a tall drum or a thin drum. As long as it's a drum, it's all fine. "The two people looked at each other, as if they were seeing a strange person, "You need a drum. I'll have someone bring you a drum in a while. How about that?" Fang Pingzhai said, " Do you two carry a big drum with you when you go out?" The two men smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to worry about that. Anyway, someone will bring a drum in half an hour."
"Oh..." Fang Pingzhai red-fanned his hijab and tapped his forehead lightly, "The world is really strange. A drum will fall down halfway. I thought that the green mountains and green waters and the cranes' habitat would either be to see immortals or not. Hell, who knows - if you are lucky, you may even pick up the drum along the way." The two men picked up the reins and left with a smile.
These two people are not simple. Their martial arts skills are extraordinary. People who can make a drum in half an hour are very extraordinary! Fang Pingzhai saw that the two of them were walking some distance away. He put his red fan on his back and followed the hoof prints. At first, he saw him walking slowly, but he walked faster and faster. After a moment, he was like a yellow shadow passing by. Faster than a galloping horse.
The man and the woman rode their horses east, dismounted outside Lingyuan Temple, and entered the abbot's Zen room. Fang Pingzhai jumped up to the roof and sat by the skylight with his legs crossed. He heard the man below say: "Master Wan Fang, are you okay?" Master Wan Fang of Lingyuan Temple said respectfully, "Young monk is well. I wonder if you, sir, are here to pay your respects." Yuan Temple, is it for worshiping Buddha or tasting tea?" Fang Pingzhai smiled when he heard the monk call him "little monk" and waved his red fan twice. Two monks came out of the side room and looked up to see him sitting on the roof in yellow clothes and with red fan. , he opened his mouth and was about to scream, but suddenly his breath stagnated, he felt a pain in his chest, his whole body stiffened, and he was frozen on the spot like a wooden man.
Fang Pingzhai was still sitting on the roof. The autumn air was crisp and the yellow leaves were fluttering. Sitting on the roof and watching the scenery inside and outside Lingyuan Temple was refreshing. He only listened to the people chatting a few words. Host Wan Fang's tone became more courteous and courteous. These two people have very special identities. He listened for a while, and it turned out that these two people heard that a murder occurred in the back hill of Lingyuan Temple a few days ago, and a group of thieves died in the back hill. They came to care about it, and asked Master Wan Fang if there was a single woman with a beautiful appearance and a gloomy expression. If you are unhappy, come and pay homage to Buddha. Fang Pingzhai's red fan stopped. Listening to this description, could it be that these two people came here looking for someone, the girl in purple who avenged a kindness and stabbed Lin Bu with a sword? Host Wan Fang shook his head repeatedly and emphasized repeatedly that no such woman came to worship the Buddha. The two people looked very disappointed and stood up to leave.
"The young monk is not talented. Although there has never been a female benefactor who came to offer incense, but a few days ago, when I listened to the disciples chatting, it seemed that there was such a female benefactor in purple who went to the back mountain. If you want to find her, you may be here. I may be able to find someone in the mountains and forests nearby, and I may gain something." Wan Fang said with his hands together. The two people looked happy and left immediately. When Fang Pingzhai heard this, he flicked his red fan and the two Lingyuan Temple disciples fell on their backs. Just after he fell down, the man and woman had walked out of the meditation room. The woman frowned slightly, "Did you hear any noise?" "The news is always missed," the woman comforted, "Don't worry, since someone has seen her traces, they will always find her."
It turns out that these two people are looking for relatives. Fang Pingzhai retreated, returning to the woods outside Shumeiju along the way. Not long after, about twenty horses galloped in. The knights on the horses were all strong and mighty in appearance. One of them jumped off the horse and said, "May I ask?" Sir, are you here waiting for the drum sender?" Fang Pingzhai said, "That's right." The man took off a large drum painted with gold paint. "My master, please accept it," Fang Pingzhai said, "Uh... you can take it. Put it on the ground, and I will slowly drag it home after a while. I really want to thank your master. I think there are thousands of people in need in the world. If they can meet your master by chance like me and respond to their requests, then There will be no more famine, poverty, or disease in the world, and everyone will get what they need, and there will never be any war." He spoke with a sparkling tongue. The man who came down just smiled, put the golden drum on the ground, and shouted, The leader rode away.
Well - they are officers and soldiers! This is getting really interesting. Fang Pingzhai stood there, watching the cavalry go away, waving his red fan, and - not ordinary officers and soldiers, more like the guards of some dignitary.
“The setting sun for thousands of miles shines on the great river, the river is full of autumn colors, the mountains are full of yellow leaves, and the city is full of wind and rain.” Fang Pingzhai held up the gold-lacquered drum, “Oh, I am really getting better and better at composing poetry.”
Returning to Shumei Residence, a woman in a purple dress opened the door and saw him coming back with a big drum. She was startled at first, "Where did you get a big drum?" Fang Pingzhai flicked his red fan behind his back, "Buddha He said: "You can't tell." The woman has black hair and a white face, and there are fine lines at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. The skin at the corners of her mouth is slightly loose. However, her bright eyes and regular facial features make her look like a young woman, although she looks older than her actual age. He has grown a lot, but he no longer has a strange face full of wrinkles and spots. She is a Jade Tuan'er. In the past few days, the effects of Liu Yan's potion have gradually appeared. She has changed quickly. She is no longer an ugly girl with the face of an old woman.
"Every time I see you, I feel that my master is really capable of making you look like this. If you continue to change, maybe you will become a beautiful woman, and maybe you will have an affair. Oh." Fang Pingzhai put down the drum and brushed away Yu Tuan'er's punch, "Hey - don't touch this junior, it's very rude." Yu Tuan'er snorted, "You are getting more and more annoying."
"Where is my master who is gloomy, terrifying, mysterious, has a strong influence on nature, and is always in a bad mood, almost ready to jump into the sea?" Fang Pingzhai asked. Yu Tuan'er pointed to the alchemy shop, "It's still inside." Fang Pingzhai said, "Well, I have something to discuss with my dear master. You stay at the door. You can eavesdrop, but it's best not to come in." After that, He stepped into the alchemy, and his figure disappeared into the dark light of the alchemy.
Fang Pingzhai is not serious at all. Is what he wants to talk about very important, or is it just nonsense? Yu Tuan'er walked to the door of the alchemy and lowered the curtain at the door.
Liu Yan still faced the wall, sitting quietly in the shadow of the alchemy, motionless.
"Hey, it's a pity that the sea is far away from here, you can't walk, and you can't jump in no matter how hard you try, relax." Fang Pingzhai walked behind him, "Are you still in a bad mood? In fact, life is just the same. If the performance is bad, then replace it with this one. There is nothing you can't stand. In just a few decades, are you going to be so gloomy forever? "It's very boring!" Liu Yan said nothing and closed his eyes. Close your eyes.
"Hey! Did you sleep until you passed out?" Fang Pingzhai patted Liu Yan on the back, "I found the drum, when will you start teaching me how to play the drum?" Liu Yan said calmly, "When I want to When I was teaching." Fang Pingzhai sighed, "That means it's not now, whatever. I just went out and met a group of people, two men and women with strange identities, leading 20 to 30 strong and strong martial artists. The followers were walking around within a radius of fifty or sixty miles. From what they said, they were here to find someone, although—" His red fan patted Liu Yan, "They were looking for someone with a beautiful appearance and a melancholy temperament. A young woman, but it’s hard to say whether Shumeiju will be found, and they are investigating the real culprit of the massacre at the back of Lingyuan Temple—that is, my good disciple who has devoted my whole life to you—I think it is very bad. ."
Liu Yan's face was slightly shocked, "Who are they?" Fang Pingzhai asked, "They look very much like officers and soldiers. The leading man and woman have prominent status, maybe they are princes and nobles." Liu Yan pondered. After a while, "What do you mean?" Fang Pingzhai said, "It's best for you and me to leave Shumeiju and avoid the limelight. You have a special appearance. Once you attract attention, it will be very troublesome." Liu Yan opened his eyes, "No. "The medicine hasn't been prepared yet. If you leave now, all your previous efforts will be wasted." Fang Pingzhai said, "Oh - I knew you would say this. You have always been partial. If this medicine was to treat me, your decision would be very different." "Liu Yan chuckled, "Tell me about your other plans." Fang Pingzhai hummed, "Master, you really understand me. If you can't leave this place, first, master, you have to find a place to hide to avoid being discovered by outsiders. Disciple, I will go out and lead these officers and soldiers away." Liu Yan waved his sleeves and closed his eyes, "Very good."
"I am really heartless and don't worry about my safety as a disciple. Alas...I am so miserable. I meet a heartless person and treat him as a treasure." Fang Pingzhai red-scarred his hijab and shook his head, " I'm leaving. You must hide before I lead you away." Liu Yan said, "No."
Yu Tuan'er listened and saw Fang Pingzhai coming out, and suddenly said: "Hey!"
"What?" Fang Pingzhai put the golden drum aside, "Suddenly realized that I am great, kind, and self-sacrificing?" Yu Tuan'er's face blushed slightly, "I thought you were a bad person before." Fang Pingzhai laughed, "Really? This is the first time I have heard this sentence in my life. Maybe it's because I was born too much like a bad guy and my face looks too malicious. No one has ever regarded me as a good person." He patted Yu Tuan'er. "This sentence sounds very fresh." After saying this, he Shi Shiran walked out.
Shumei is outside, with the sound of cranes crowing and the setting sun making everything red and picturesque. Fang Pingzhai's yellow clothes fluttered slightly. Yu Tuan'er saw him walking through the woods and then disappeared.
Outside Lingyuan Temple, the twenty or thirty big men were divided into ten groups of two or three. They searched along the country road and asked if they had seen a beautiful and melancholy single woman in purple. Fang Pingzhai used Qinggong to bypass these officers and soldiers. As expected, not far behind the searching officers and soldiers, the man and woman tied their horses to a tree and were sitting under a big tree to rest. Fang Pingzhai covered himself up from behind. The big tree had lush leaves. He quietly climbed up to the top of the tree, hid among the branches and leaves, and listened quietly to the conversation under the tree.
"My little sister has been missing for many years. Maybe she still doesn't know her life experience." The woman said, "I heard that when my mother gave birth, my little sister was very weak and was treated as a stillbirth by the imperial doctor. On the third day of the burial, there were masters of tomb robbers. After entering the tomb to rob the tomb, he found that the little sister was still alive, so he took her away to raise her, causing the little sister to live among the people. I have traced it for many years, and I only found out that the thief who robbed the tomb had died of illness, and the little sister was given to a famous scholarly family in the vicinity to be raised. It is still unclear which famous family it belongs to." The man said, "I have asked the local magistrate to secretly investigate the nearby famous family, and there is no woman with a similar appearance to my little sister. I'm afraid your investigation is wrong." The woman said, "Brother, I have checked several times. Maybe, although my little sister was sent here to be raised, she didn't stay here for long and left early?" The man sighed, "If this is the case, we need to find someone. It's even more difficult. She...how does she know her life experience?" The woman said, "It is my mother's lifelong wish to find my little sister..." The man said, "My little sister has not yet been born. The late emperor once joked that my mother When she married the late emperor, she was given the title of "Mrs. Langye County", and the younger sister could be called "Princess Langye". Unfortunately, both the late emperor and her mother were deceased, and the younger sister's whereabouts were a mystery. The theory of Princess Langye was ultimately elusive. ."
Fang Pingzhai squinted his eyes and listened on the tree. The trouble was big. These two people were actually relatives of the emperor. The woman in purple they were looking for turned out to be the princess of the late emperor Taizu, Princess Langye!