Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 215: General He

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It snowed all night, and when I got up the next morning, a layer of silver frost accumulated in the yard.

Qingmei got up early to make the porridge. Before making the porridge, she deliberately took a look at whether there was anyone in He Yan's room. Seeing He Yan was getting dressed, he wondered: "Why does the girl get up so early? It's cold, it's better to sleep longer."

"It's okay," He Yan stretched, "I'm used to it."

In Liangzhouweili, I have to get up early every day, and it’s not easy to change this habit when I return to Shuojing. While Qingmei was making porridge, He Yan picked up the broomstick placed in the corner of the yard to sweep the snow.

"Girl, hurry up, how can you do this? Just come here." Qingmei said in a panic.

He Yan smiled and said: "You still have to cook porridge, how can one person do two things? No matter, it's not just sweeping the snow. When I was in the health center, I did a lot more than this hard work, so don't care."

Qingmei insisted, "No, girl, you can take the stove and sit in the house. Just let the slaves come here."

"It's okay."

Chiwu squatting in the corner suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Although he was ordered to protect He Yan, the He family was really poor, and only Qingmei was the only subordinate. Now the lady and the maid are fighting to sweep the snow, it is really difficult for him to pretend not to see it.

After hesitating, Chiwu stood up and said: "I'll come."

Before He Yan had time to speak, Qingmei crooked her eyebrows and shoved the broom into Chiwu's hand: "Thank you Chiwu's guard, then!"

Chiwu: "..." He suspected that this little maidservant was waiting for him here.

He Yan is still a little bit embarrassed. Chiwu is also a talent in the Nine Banners Camp anyhow. Su Rili followed Xiao Jue to think about it, but he has never done anything like sweeping the floor. Treat a guard with a sword as a servant, and say that it is their He family bullying. He Yan said: "Forget it, let me come."

"It's okay," Qingmei said with a smile: "The Chiwu guard is better, and the strength is also great. Girl, your health is not good, just rest."

Chi Wuxin said, this little servant probably didn't see their girl holding a hundred catties of boulders alone in Liangzhouwei.

But for the two women here, he should do this kind of snow removal. Chiwu picked up the broom and swept around in the yard. Qingmei looked at the porridge in the kitchen, and pointed to him: "Chiwu guard, don't just sweep the middle, you should also sweep the corners, in case the young master returns. What should I do if I don’t see it falling at night at home? There is still missing snow on the left..."

He Yan moved a stool and sat on the edge of the door, watching Chiwu a tall guard being turned around by a little maid. It was quite interesting.

After Chiwu finished sweeping the snow and Qingmei made the porridge, the three of them ate together on the table. He Sui and He Yunsheng left early, and Qingmei made pancakes overnight in advance for them to take with them. After eating, He Yan sat in the room in a daze.

She wanted to go to the Xu’s house to find Fuwang again, but when she opened the drawer, there was no silver ticket in it. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. She had known the stack of silver tickets in the drawer when she was at Xiao’s house. She should borrow from Xiao Jue first. I am embarrassed to borrow this identity now, or else... go to Lin Shuanghe?

She was frowning about silver matters, and on the other end, a gray-feathered pigeon flew in the utility room where Chiwu lived and stopped on the beam of the house, black bean-like eyes staring at him. Chiwu opened his hand, and the pigeon flew to his hand. A small copper tube was tied to the pigeon's leg. Chiwu untied the copper tube and pulled out a piece of paper from the copper tube.

After reading the note, he also showed some puzzled expressions in his eyes, but in a moment, he arranged it, let the pigeon fly out, walked to the door of He Yan's house and knocked on the door.

He Yan opened the door, saw Chiwu, and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Young Master’s Qiuqiu Sword, when he was in Jiyang, he fought against the Utuo, and the scabbard broke." Chi Wudao: "The Qiuqiu Sword was cast by the master Lu Daichuan, the Qiu Sword was forged. Now it is repaired in the hands of Master Lu."

He Yan nodded, not understanding what Chi Wu said had anything to do with her.

"Today is the time to fetch the sword, the young master is out of the city. I also have to go out of the city and cannot go to fetch the sword. Master Lu has the rules, it is out of date. If you miss this day, you will have to wait a hundred days later. Go out again. And the ones who go to get the sword, except for the sword master, are only the people closest to him."

"Huh?" He Yan was speechless, "This is too harsh."

However, the capable craftsmen in the world have more or less a little temperament of their own. Since Lu Daichuan could forge a treasure like the Drinking Autumn Sword, it was not incomprehensible to have such a quirk.

"Miss He," Chi Wu looked at her and said, "You are now the fiancée of the governor. It is up to you to fetch the sword. Master Lu will agree. So, can Girl He do the young master a favor, from Master Lu? Take the sword?"

He Yan said: "It's not difficult, but how can I prove that I am the governor... Well, what about my fiancée?"

"Don't you have the young master's snake-print black jade?" Chiwu replied, "just use that one."

He Yan removed the piece of black jade from his waist: "Can this prove the identity of your young master?"

Chiwu: "Exactly."

"Then use this to go to the bank, is it possible to pay for money?"

Chiwu: "...If Ms. He is short of silver, you can talk to you, Master will not stand by."

He Yan gave a haha, and smiled: "I'm just talking about laughing." He secretly understood in his heart that it seems that this black jade will work wherever he goes, and it should be no problem to exchange some silver flowers.

She simply said: "Okay, it's not a big deal. You hand over the residence of Master Lu to me, and I will go later."

"Master Lu lives in the mountains in the north of the city, and the journey is a bit far." Equator Road: "We will prepare horse-drawn carriages and guards for Miss He in order to avoid danger on the road."

He Yan: "That's fine, you guards, even I can't beat me, you are really in danger, you may be able to save someone. You just give me the place to live, it will be fine. Besides, it will be fine. After returning to the assassin, the city’s defenses were doubled, no problem."

She was stubborn, but she couldn't get rid of her, so she had to give up in the end.

Chiwu seemed to have something very important, and after writing Lu Daichuan's residence to He Yan, he hurried out of the house. He Yan soothed Qingmei, and then took Xiangxiang out of the house. Although Lu Daichuan's residence is far away, it is not difficult to find. In the winter of Yinbei Mountain, the snow is heavier than that in the city, and the surrounding area is silvery white. If a horse-drawn carriage is walking in the mountains, I am afraid that it will take a day and a night. He Yan is glad that he did not listen to Chiwu riding the horse-drawn carriage, but instead rides a horse. At least before the sun sets, he can catch up with Master Lu.

This Lu Daichuan is also a wonderful person. He Yan previously thought that since he lives on the mountain, he must be a master of immortality. Who knows that this person has built a palace-like house in the mountain. gorgeous. As soon as He Yan entered, two giant tigers ran over and whispered at her.

Xiang Xiang was taken aback, and almost threw He Yan out. He Yan held the horse rope and comforted Xiang Xiang. When he got off the horse, he found that these two colorful giant tigers were actually made of wood with eyeballs. The child is a black jewel with green light, shining in the dark, and at first glance, it looks like real.

He Yan was surprised. This is probably Lu Daichuan's handwriting. It is really a good craftsman who cuts out the moon.

The door was not closed, and the two giant tigers were still howling at He Yan, but there was no other action. He Yan thought about it and pushed the door and walked in. As soon as I entered, I felt that this place was simply a small Wei.

In the large house in the Northland, a small canal was dug like a river in the south of the Yangtze River. In it was a small boat that could only sit on one person. There were curtains hanging on the small boat, and moving music sounded from it. Carefully At first glance, there was no one in the boat, only a wooden box.

The flowers and plants on the wall are fake, but they are made to be lifelike. Even in winter, they look very lively and prosperous. There are some colorful stones scattered on the ground, which should not be gems, but they are shining with fine light, which is eye-catching. He Yan seemed to have entered the legendary Dragon Palace, and it seemed that he was in a fairyland. He couldn't help but admire that this person was so skillful and skillful, and it was no wonder that he could forge a sword like Yinqiu.

She just walked to the main hall, with a sound, the door opened by itself, and He Yan collapsed, and she saw a man in a white robe sitting in the huge hall, the man was cutting his hand. The dragonfly made of bamboo has probably made the last step. He Yan watched as he flicked the tail of the dragonfly, and the dragonfly "buzzed" and flew by itself.

She couldn't help but let out an exclamation, the man turned her head and taught He Yan to see his face clearly.

In fact, this man is indeed wearing a fairy style. The white robe is made of unknown material. It is extraordinarily light and elegant. It looks like a former hermit, but he is completely different from it. Appearance. The very roundness of this life is not an exaggeration, as if it were a round ball. When he looked over with a smile, it was like a Maitreya Buddha, without the slightest "glorious" style.

This was a bit unexpected for He Yan. She originally thought that she would see an indifferent, arrogant, eccentric, and eccentric old man with white beard. And this person seems to be very young, just in his twenties. He is a young fat man.

"A guest is here." The man laughed.

"Are you Master Lu?" He Yan took off the jade pendant on his waist and showed him, "I'm here to supervise the fetching of the sword for Xiao Du."

"Huh," Lu Daichuan saw He Yan's jade pendant and was taken aback, "How could Xiao Huaijin's sword be on you? Are you Xiao Jue's fiancée?"

He Yan was caught off guard when he was asked such a sentence. For a while, she didn't know how to answer. After a while, she nodded: "Exactly."

"It turned out to be Huai Jin's fiancee." Lu Daichuan nodded, then looked at He Yan again, "Yes, not bad."

He Yan felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably. After thinking about it, he asked, "Master Lu and Governor Xiao seem to have a good personal relationship?" This person looks kind and friendly. Where is the unkindness that Chi Wu said.

"It's not good, and it's not bad." Lu Daichuan smiled and shook his head, clapped his hands, and made a "creak". He Yan looked at the sound and found that he was still standing in this hall. Looking at a small wooden figure who was only one foot tall, she made a beautiful woman, "DaDaDa" walked inside, not knowing what he was doing.

"This... is all made by Master Lu?"

"Just some puppets," Lu Daichuan smiled, "I don't have a living person in this garden, only puppets, who help me work on weekdays."

This sounds a bit scary, but inexplicably, He Yan didn't feel scared. She said: "Then why don't you ask some craftsmen to help? Or simply go down the mountain."

"That won't work," Lu Daichuan said: "I have lived on the mountain for more than 30 years. The days under the mountain are not suitable for me."

He Yan: "Excuse me, the master is this year?"

This person seems to be in his twenties. Why has he lived in the mountains for more than 30 years?

"Guess?"

He Yan couldn't guess, and simply said: "I look at the master, it looks like he is only in his early twenties."

These words seemed to please Lu Daichuan. He held his belly and laughed loudly, "You child, your mouth is like a honey. No wonder Xiao Huaijin likes you. It's really flattering."

He Yan: "..."

She was thinking, why this master swordsmith looks so scornful that the little wooden man who entered the house just now ran out again, holding a long box in her hand, and placed it in In front of He Yan.

He Yan opened the box and saw a long sword lying in the box, the sword body was like frost and snow, it was drinking autumn.

"Has been repaired?" He Yan asked in surprise, and there was no trace of cracking on the sheath.

"One sword, it won't take long." Lu Daichuan looked at He Yan with a gentle smile, "You are Xiao Huaijin's fiancée. For Xiao Huaijin's sake, I can also create a handle for you. Your weapon, or treasure, what do you want?"

He Yan joked: "Can the master also create a sword like Yinqiu for me?"

Lu Daichuan looked at her, smiled and said: "No."

"Why?" He Yan asked with a smile, "Master thinks I am not worthy of your sword?"

"You already have a sword, you don't need to have another one."

He Yan's smile froze suddenly and looked at Lu Daichuan.

How did this person know that she had a sword?

"Master, I don't have a sword." He Yan said: "I don't even have a handy weapon."

"There will be," Lu Daichuan shook his head, the smile in his eyes seemed to penetrate everything about her, "Your sword will come back to you again."

He Yan stared at Lu Daichuan, trying to see some flaws on his face, but unfortunately, this person could not see anything other than a consistent smile on his face.

He Yan stood up holding the box containing Yin Qiu, "Master, it's not early, I came today to get the sword. Now that I have the sword, I should go back." She told Lu Daichuan salutes, "Thank you, Master."

"You are welcome." Lu Daichuan also stood up. It was not easy for him to stand up. It was really because of his fat body. It took a little effort to stand firm with a ball. He gathered his hands to send He Yan to the door. , Beside him are two colorful giant tigers and the wooden little man, like a weird emperor hiding in the deep mountains, "Let’s go."

He Yan turned on his horse and turned away, but the figure from the back looked a bit like he had fled.

The sound of horseshoes faded away. Lu Daichuan gave a "tsk" and looked down at the wooden man who reached his calf. "Emerald, do you think I scared the little girl."

The wooden man hung on his lap, silent.

"Fine," Lu Daichuan shook his head again, turned and walked back, muttering to himself as he walked: "Huaijin, Huaijin, I can only help you here as a teacher."

……

It gets dark quickly on the mountain.

When He Yan came, the sun hadn't set yet, and he stayed in Master Lu's "Bieyuan" for a short time, but when he came out, the sky was already completely dark.

Fortunately, the moonlight is bright tonight, shining in the mountains and plains of the snow, and it is brighter than usual in the past. She remembered her way well, riding Xiangxiang down the mountain, but she repeatedly remembered what Fangcai had said to Master Lu.

How did Master Lu know that she already had a sword, did he know something in the first place, or was this person really a superb person, and he could see the truth of his resurrection by borrowing a corpse at a glance?

But now she is alone and knows nothing about Lu Daichuan. She should wait until she sees Xiao Jue after going down the mountain and ask him who Lu Daichuan is before making plans.

He Yan sighed slightly. The trouble with the identity of the original "Miss He Da" who was disguised as a man and joined the army in Liangzhouwei has just been resolved, and now there is another one. This day, it feels like they are constantly solving one problem after another.

He Yan's gaze fell on the wooden box in front of him, fortunately he finally took the Yin Qiu Jian back. I don't know where her Qing Lang is now being placed by He Rufei. With He Rufei's caution, unless absolutely necessary, she will definitely not hold Qinglang to show others. If her Qing Lang is still with her, she will definitely wipe it every day.

The horse galloped in the mountains, and the face was cut by the cold wind hurting her face. She exhaled and immediately painted white mist under the night. It was extremely cold in the mountain.

Suddenly, something flew towards him behind him, and the horses under him were frightened and stood up abruptly. He Yan pulled on the rein, and the next moment someone flew from behind him, and the shimmering sword pointed at him. Back.

There are assassins!

He Yan avoided him, dismounted, and landed. Before he could see who this person was, he had already made a comeback and rushed in front of He Yan, with the sword in his hand pointed at He Yan's heart. It turned out that He Yan would be killed if he didn't say anything.

There is no one in this wilderness. Even if it is shouting, it is impossible to call the city to defend. But she was unarmed and very troublesome. She had no choice but to split the wooden box that she was holding under her armpit with one hand. With a "boom", the wooden box shattered, and the Yin Qiu sword fell into He Yan's hands.

In the past and this life, although she has seen and touched it, it is the first time she has started drinking autumn. As soon as I started, I felt that the sword was really cold, as sharp as the owner of the sword.

Sorry Xiao Jue, she secretly said in her heart, temporarily borrow your sword to use it.

He Yan pulled out the Yinqiu sword abruptly, looked at the person in front of him, and shouted: "Who are you?"

On the moonlight on the ground, He Yan could see clearly. The other party was wrapped in a black cloak. The drapery covered most of his face, only a little bit of his chin was exposed, and he looked like in the night. Clear as sapphire. She wanted to look again, but the other party couldn't wait to swept the sword towards He Yan's neck.

Anyone started fighting without saying a word? He Yan was shocked, but the murderous intent that had reached the door all showed one thing that the other party wanted to kill her.

It seems that I just want to take her life. He Yan frowned. Could it be that He Rufei had sent him again? But last time there was still a group of people, why is there only one this time?

But soon, He Yan understood why there was only one person this time. Compared with the assassins of the last time, this man is much more skilled. Even He Yan couldn't help being surprised when he fought against him. His swordsmanship is exquisite, seemingly calm and murderous, and comparable to hers.

She was astonished in her heart as to what this person came from. Even in Shuojing, such skilled people are rare. Does He Rufei have such a powerful person?

Too late to think about it, the swords danced with each other, making a clanging sound. He Yan avoided the tip of this man's sword, bent his elbow and slammed into the opponent's abdomen, but the man seemed to have anticipated that she was going to attack, sideways and avoided, but flashed behind He Yan and stabbed with the sword. He Yan couldn't dodge, so he had to stab back with his backhand with his back to the person. The two swords collided with a "bang", and both of them stepped back a few steps.

He Yan froze for a moment. For some reason, a familiar feeling came to his heart. She didn't know where this familiarity came from, but before she could understand, this person had already stabbed with a sword again.

The opponent moves extremely fast, so close to every time there is no gap or free time, they will come again. The sword strokes are like gusts of wind and rain, thin and dense. The Yinqiu in He Yan's hand is flexible and sharp. It has long been used by her, so those flaws and habits about "General Feihong" have not been concealed.

The snow flakes danced in the wind, and in the night, the bamboo forest seemed to have a soft breeze, burying the killing intent leisurely.

He Yan tapped his toes lightly, Yin Qiu in his hand seemed to have a sense of mind with her, and finally saw a trace of the flaws in the opponent's sword strokes. Without hesitation, his figure was as swift as lightning, and he rushed towards the opponent.

At the same time, the man also stabbed at He Yan.

The two long swords made a crisp collision in the air. The moment they passed by, they made a "pop" with a cold color and broke into two pieces. The long sword in the hands of the man in black was cut into two pieces by Yin Qiu. . He Yan turned around abruptly, stabling away at the back of the person who hadn't turned back.

The point of the sword, only a cent short, is about to pierce into his vest.

But again at this tiny bit, it can be stopped.

It was surprisingly quiet all around, only the sound of rustling falling snow, and the clear chatter of wild cranes in the distant valley. He Yan looked at the opponent's back and seemed to feel something, and the hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly.

The other party is motionless. She slowly said with a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

In an instant, Shanyue broke through the dark clouds, thousands of peaks piled up jade, and Wanhe was covered with silver. The man slowly turned around, took off his veil, and revealed a familiar face.

"Xiao Jue..." He Yan muttered.

The black cloak was flying slightly by the wind in the snowy night, the youth’s facial features were as beautiful as jade carvings, and there seemed to be inexplicable emotions in the black eyes of autumn water, staring at her, as if from the past to the present, maybe even There is a future.

"Your swordsmanship has improved a lot."

He hooked his lips: "Long time no see, General He."

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