novelraw Chapter 116
Chapter 116
The end of the new year is approaching, and the Taibai Mountain area has just fallen the first snow of the year.The numerous snowflakes gradually covered the Valley of the Wind with a thick layer of silver, and the newly married Xinghun and Shao Siming stood side by side in front of the window of the Huxin Pavilion to watch the snow quietly.
After the Qin Dynasty was destroyed, Chu and Han fought against each other, and the world that had been in turmoil for many years still had no chance to recuperate. However, the turmoil outside did not break the peace of Chasing Wind Valley in the depths of Taibai Mountain.
In the battle with Eastern Emperor Zhao Gao in Xianyang Palace, half of the prison net was destroyed, and everyone alive was injured.Prison Wang, who was slowly recovering from his wounds, did not move at all, and Xinghun, who had avenged his revenge, finally let go of his obsessions for many years, and returned to the Valley of the Wind with his young master to ignore world affairs.Without the intrigues of the past when avenging the Gan family, the entire Valley of the Wind really seemed as peaceful as a paradise.It's just that this kind of calm always makes Xinghun and Shao Siming, who are used to killing, feel that something is missing.
The killer disregards life and death, and naturally has no concept of Chinese New Year.Even if the people outside the mountain are planning to celebrate the New Year again, Chasing the Wind Valley is still the same calm.In the three years since their identities were revealed and officially escaped into the Valley of the Wind, except for the day of their wedding, Xinghun and Shao Siming have never seen any place in the Valley of the Wind with lights and festoons.
In the silence, the sound of footsteps going up the stairs made Xinghun slightly frown.Since their wedding, it has been a long time since anyone from the prison network took the initiative to disturb them.And since Chen Xi committed suicide, Ye Liuhua no longer played chess with him.
"Young Master." The visitor stopped at the door and saluted respectfully, "Young Master, please invite the Young Master and Young Madam to Chencang City."
There is only Xinghun left in the Gan family, and he should have changed his mind long ago, but Ye Liuhua kept calling Xinghun the young master.
Xinghun sometimes wonders what Ye Liuhua's intention is, maybe it is to create an illusion for him that the Gan family is still there, or maybe it is telling him that everyone in Chasing Wind Valley is his subordinates and family... No matter what it is, Xinghun is very grateful to Ye Liuhua for everything he has done these years, and has never asked this question, which has become their tacit secret.
Throwing away the chaotic thoughts, Xinghun didn't hold Shao Siming's left hand behind his back, tilted his head to look at Feng Zisha and raised his eyebrows in wonder: "Chen Cangcheng? Where is Ye Liuhua?"
Shao Si Ming beside her noticed that Xing Hun was holding her hand slightly tighter, and sighed secretly.
After all, her husband is not a heartless person, no matter how vicious and indifferent he looks, he will still take the safety of those he trusts into consideration carefully.Ever since Ye Liuhua was seriously injured and refused Duanmurong's treatment, Xinghun has been worrying about him for three years without saying anything.
"My lord and Lord Kong have already taken a step ahead." Feng Zisha lowered his head, not daring to look at the small movements of the two in front of him, and replied respectfully.
Xinghun frowned, a little uncertain what Ye Liuhua wanted to do.
As the weather turned colder, Ye Liuhua, who had not healed his old wounds and was unable to keep out the cold, no longer often left the warm stone palace. After Chenxi committed suicide, he even lived in seclusion.Xinghun hadn't seen Ye Liuhua for several days, never thought that he would be out of the valley now.
Xinghun turned his head to look at Shao Siming, and asked for her opinion with his eyes.
Shao Si Ming smiled and nodded slightly.In the past, she never dared to hope that one day Xinghun would ask her opinion on what to do, but as the revenge was avenged, Xinghun's gentleness towards her gradually exceeded her expectations, and he cared more about her thoughts.
Seeing Shao Si Ming nodding, Xing Hun looked at Feng Zicha again: "Get the carriage ready."
"Here."
Although the prosperity of Chencang City is not as good as that of Xianyang, it is less affected by the war and has a full flavor of the year.The carriage drove all the way to the Wuwang Building in the center of Chencang City, and the two sides became more and more lively.Shao Siming, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help raising the curtain of the carriage slightly, watching the small vendors outside shouting and selling all kinds of Chinese New Year decorations such as firecrackers and lanterns.When I was still at Yinyang’s house in Lishan, it’s not that I haven’t experienced the New Year’s Eve. After becoming an elder, I have seen the people in the prosperous Xianyang City celebrate the old and welcome the new. But at those times, she was still a Yinyang disciple who was indifferent to everything. Today is so truly integrated into the festive atmosphere.Hearing the clamor of the people on both sides, Shao Si Ming didn't feel bored, but was infected by them.
Star Soul, who had closed his eyes and rested his mind, noticed Shao Siming's movements, opened his eyes and saw Shao Siming's concentration, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.He and Shao Si Ming have changed a lot without knowing it due to all the things he has experienced in these years. He is no longer the yin and yang guardian who hates such hustle and bustle. The independent appearance is a bit more human-like.
When the lights first came on, the carriage finally stopped in front of Wuwanglou.Hearing the coachman's respectful report, Xing Hun stepped out of the carriage first, and stood outside the carriage and stretched out his hand to Shao Si Ming who had just poked his head out to get out of the carriage.Shao Si Ming was slightly taken aback, and his thoughts instantly returned to the time when he hid in the dark three years ago and watched him marry Chen Xi in a wedding robe.That night, Xinghun stretched out his hand towards Chenxi on the sedan chair in the same way, but the perfunctory smile in his eyes never reached his eyes.
"What are you dazed for?"
It wasn't until Xinghun's lazy voice sounded that Shao Siming came back to his senses and met Xinghun's eyes apologetically, and stretched out his hand to him, allowing him to help her get off the carriage.
Feng Zikong, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward and bowed in salute, then turned around and led the two of them straight up to the top floor.
Wuwanglou's status in Chencang City is even greater than that of Zhuixuelou in Xianyang City. If Zhuixuelou belongs to Ye's family, then Wuwanglou belongs to Yeliuhua.
Walking through the overcrowded lobby on the first floor, passing the busy boxes of waiters entering and leaving, before reaching the top floor, Xinghun vaguely glimpsed the shadows of Gai Nie and Duanmu Rong through the open door of the waiters.
The box on the top floor cuts off most of the hustle and bustle downstairs, and the strong charcoal fire makes the whole box warm.Xinghun pushed open the door and took Shao Siming's hand to enter. First he took off the cloak hanging on the shelf at the door for Shao Siming, and then he took off his own cloak.
Ye Liuhua was kneeling in front of the desk, covering his mouth with one hand and coughing violently, writing something with a pen in his hand, beside him was a wooden plaque that had been painted bright red.
"Young Master, Young Madam." Ye Liuhua put down his pen, smiled, got up and bowed when he saw the two of them coming in.
Although the charcoal fire was very hot, Ye Liuhua was still wearing a thick cloak made of animal fur.
Every time he sees him, Shao Si Ming always feels ashamed.If it wasn't for the Gan family, would Ye Liuhua still be that handsome Liuhua son?
Xinghun waved his hand to signal him to be excused, stepped forward and looked down at the two big words Wuwang on the table: "Yi Gua Wuwang, Yuan Henry Zhen."
"What the young master said is correct, but the meaning of the word "wuhuan" is not limited to that." Ye Liuhua replied with a smile.
"Guan Zi said that it is based on the rule of non-arrogance, and that it is appropriate to deal with things that have no direction. Zhuangzi has a saying that the wanderer martingale palm is to see that there is no arrogance." Xinghun raised his eyebrows, "I don't know that there is no arrogance. What does Lou mean?"
Ye Liuhua hooked the corners of his lips: "It's nothing to be wrong about disasters and chaos; it's nothing wrong to happen unexpectedly; it's nothing wrong to have things happen inevitably; it's nothing wrong to be true and true; it's nothing wrong to dare to cheat when evil ways are not working. No arrogance. No matter which one you choose, it is very suitable."
As he spoke, Ye Liuhua looked at Shao Siming and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation: "The New Year is approaching, please young lady write an inscription for Wuwanglou."
The corner of Shao Si Ming's mouth behind the veil twitched fiercely, and the worry and apology he had just seen Ye Liuhua in his heart disappeared in an instant.
Ye Liuhua must have done it on purpose. Knowing that she was busy practicing all day long at Yinyang's family, her writing skills were only at the level of "able to write", so she even asked her to write an inscription by name.Isn't this guy afraid of smashing the signboard of Wuwanglou?
Shao Siming looked at Xinghun as if asking for help, but Xinghun, who had always been protective, let go of Ben's hand holding her: "Go."
Before Shao Si Ming could see complex emotions such as doubt, resentment, anger, etc., Xinghun turned his head to stare at Ye Liuhua and joked: "No matter what it is written, it is the words that Young Madam gave me."
Hearing the words "Young Madam" deliberately emphasized by Xinghun, Shao Siming blushed to the base of his ears.
In the more than a month after marriage, she has actually improved a lot compared to when she first became his wife, at least she will not blush once when she heard Xinghun say "madam" when she was just married.
But being called that by Xinghun in front of other people, and seeing Ye Liuhua's teasing eyes, Shao Siming was still so ashamed that he wished he could cover his face with more layers of veils.
Reluctantly, Shao Si Ming walked up to him, knelt down, and picked up the pen on the desk.Feng Zikong came up to help her put on a new piece of silk under Ye Liuhua's hint.
Shao Siming swears to God, when she became the Wuling Xuantong and was sealed as the elder of the wood minister, she was not as nervous as she is now staring at the inscription.
With the stroke of a pen, the word "Wu Wang" finally appeared on the silk cloth.Shao Siming breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and realized that Xinghun had somehow walked behind her.
Feng Zikong, who was waiting before the case, looked at the writing on the silk cloth, and then at Shao Siming, with a complicated expression on his face.
Shao Siming turned his head to look at Xinghun in embarrassment, but found that his husband's eyes were also complicated like Feng Zikong's, and after a long while he finally said: "It's really surprising to my husband, Madam's handwriting is exactly the same as before."
then?Shao Siming instantly remembered the year when she was just named an elder, and remembered the day when Master Zuo Xinghun held her hand and taught her to write the word "Luo".
Shao Siming pondered, so the husband meant to mock her for making no progress?Wronged, are these things related to the Yin Yang family?Waste can't survive in Yin Yang's family, even if she ignores everything around her, she still doesn't want to end up like that.In such an environment where everyone is cultivating desperately, even if she wants to learn this, no one will teach her, right?
Shao Si Ming glanced at Xing Hun with a bit of resentment, let alone others, his husband never taught her such things as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, right?
Ye Liuhua, on the other hand, smiled calmly and clapped his hands: "The young lady is indeed not comparable to those ordinary women. Come here, take the words that the young lady mentioned..."
Before Ye Liuhua finished speaking, Xinghun suddenly picked up the big mahogany plaque on the table and put it on the table, leaned over and reached out to hold Shao Siming's right hand before he could put down the pen.
Before Shao Siming had time to blush because of the breath of Xinghun suddenly lingering around his nose, Xinghun had already held her hand and wrote a pen on the wooden plaque.
Looking at Xing Hun's powerful handwriting, Shao Siming silently recalled the words he had just written on the piece of silk cloth under the pressure of the mahogany plaque, and then recalled the words written by Ye Liuhua before that. Feel ashamed.
But in a moment, Xinghun let go of Shao Siming's hand and straightened up, and the word "Wuwang" had already landed on the mahogany plaque.
"Is this word given by the young master, or by the young madam?" Ye Liuhua looked at Xinghun and Shao Siming teasingly.
"We are husband and wife, we don't distinguish between each other. My things are naturally my wife's." Xinghun replied calmly.
After Shao Siming blushed countless times today, Ye Liuhua laughed and ordered people to carry the wooden plaque away and replace the old wooden plaque in front of Wuwanglou.