Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Chapter 92

mid-may.

The junction of Yunnan and Jinling.

There is a lot of rain in this area, and the light rain is pattering. People from the rivers and lakes often wear bamboo hats and cheap coir raincoats. When they are thirsty on the road, they rush to drink a bowl or two of water at the tea stalls on the roadside, just to rest their feet.

The news of the crown prince and the regent's southern tour has long been spread, and people can hear people discussing this matter everywhere recently.

"I never thought about the crown prince of our dynasty. This year, he is sixteen years old, and he already has the appearance of a wise king. I haven't heard that he is in Shunfu? Hey! He has the guts to kill that corrupt official directly!"

"Didn't the Nan'an fraud case be solved by the little prince? The newly appointed official flattered the horse's leg and even gave the little prince a woman. I heard that the little prince's face turned dark on the spot."

"Didn't you say that the regent is also here? Why is there no news about him, hehe, I heard that, that master is not a good friend..."

"Who says it's not, but it's the business from above, it doesn't matter to us."

The waiter at the tea stall served tea diligently, his eyes rolled around shrewdly, for fear that these people from the rivers and lakes would get angry and smash their small stall.

Xiao Er looked to the corner.

There was a tall and slender person sitting there, wearing a black robe, with a bamboo hat pulled down extremely low, only a cold jaw and pale lips could be seen.

He put one hand on the table, a long sword wrapped in cloth strips under his palm, and a rough tea bowl in the other hand, and took a few sips slowly.

There was a cold aura around him that separated him from the chaotic noise around him.

Is an honest swordsman.

Xiaoer took a few glances and thought.

"...Hey, hey, by the way, is there no news about Mr. Ximian on the Billboard?"

"Has he been at the top of the list for almost ten years?"

"Hey, let me tell you that Xi Mian hasn't appeared in the past ten years, otherwise the top position will be challenged sooner or later. Isn't the second one always looking for him?"

"Hiss—don't mention it, the one who took the title of Juggernaut is even crazier looking for someone to find."

"That one, since Young Master Ximian disappeared, he hasn't drawn out his sword again. The title of Sword Master was won by relying on the wooden sword he picked up casually.

You said, the relationship between that person and Young Master Ximian, is it Boya's childhood, a close friend is hard to find, or a life-and-death enemy, you die and we die? "

"Tsk tsk tsk, I think that since I haven't found anyone in the past so many years, maybe Xing Mian has died long ago. When the next year's Billboard comes up, what else is there for him..."

boom!

An unsheathed sword directly shook the tables of those people, and was stabbed fiercely on the ground. The faded gray and white cloth strips on the hilt rose slightly in the wet rain.

Xiao Er was stunned, looking dully at the swordsman he had just defined as 'honest'.

"Who, so and so!"

The people at the table turned their heads angrily, and before they could get angry after seeing the swordsman, they were shocked by the strong inner aura revealed by the man.

The quick-witted person had already thought of something, and hurriedly lowered his head to look at the sword. In the middle of the hilt, he could vaguely see a word 'no'.

They gasped immediately and exchanged glances with each other.

Damn!It's Qiu Che!

The sword master who had been chasing after Xi Mian for ten years, one of the protagonists in their voice, how could it be such a coincidence? !

——Said Xi Mian was dead in front of Qiu Che, they were the ones looking for death!

Those people hurriedly stood up, said 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry', and rolled away.

"Hey!"

Xiaoer wants to cry but has no tears.

Why... the stall is still smashed.

The swordsman didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. After drinking the coarse tea in his hand, he put a piece of silver on the table as compensation, took his sword back, and led the horse and left the tea stand.

Xiao Er watched his figure walk into the rain and fog, which was the direction to Jinling.

He touched the silver curiously, thinking, this good man who gave the silver should... be a big shot in the world, right?

The boat on the southern tour slowly headed for Yunbei.

There have been a total of three assassinations along the way so far, the eldest prince and the third prince must have intervened in it, but the guards sent by the royal family are good, and there is no danger.

Lian Shenwei is very satisfied with Jing Jue's performance these days.

The juvenile Chujun became mature and stable with naked eyes, his body grew longer, and the greenness on his face gradually faded in the tempering of one thing after another.

Of course, the guard against him is also heavier.

The kid suspected that he was also involved in these assassinations.

Lian Shenwei didn't bother to argue with him, or he was happy to see the result, and this southern tour was his homecoming.So the closer he was to Jinling, the better his mood.

Mood and physical condition affect each other. After nearly a month of recuperation on the road, and without bloodletting, he barely recovered.

"Master, the prince invites you to have dinner with him." Ming Zhu pushed open the cabin and entered.

Even the cabin where Shen Wei lives is the best in terms of food and clothing, and the floor is covered with a layer of velvet blanket.

It's not that he insists on extravagance, it's that Feng Ke said that his current body can't stand the toss, he should eat better, and he doesn't know when he will make up for his deficient body.

Lian Shenwei raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "What else did you say?"

He is not in good health yet, and after staying for a long time, it is easy for Ying Jingjue to see the clues. If he can evade it on weekdays, he will shirk it, and he will not be alone with Ying Jingjue.

"Forget it, it's not bad to go out and have a shower today."

When we arrived on the deck, there was a table of delicious food on it, Ying Jingjue greeted him with a smile: "Teacher, sit down quickly."

Lian Shenwei wore a green shirt today, sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea, and said softly, "What's the matter, Your Highness?"

He just took the medicine, and he can't eat yet, so he didn't move his chopsticks.Ying Jing decided to see it, and naturally regarded it as a kind of defense against him.

He didn't force it, and said with a smile: "Discuss with the teacher. The team can go to the junction of Yunnan and Jinling in the afternoon. I heard that the law and order there is good. I want to see the experience of the local officials."

"Let the teacher watch over this fleet. I will take some people there and return before night."

Lian Shenwei: "It's fine that His Highness decides."

Ying Jingjue said: "Since the law and order is good, there must be no bandits and water thieves."

The air was subtly still.

Lian Shenwei thought about it.

Is this kid threatening and testing him?

The wolf cub is about to show his paws.

He smiled slightly in his eyes, and blocked it lightly: "Your Highness is blessed by blessings, even if we do meet, I think it will be safe."

Ying Jing decided to look at him for a moment, smiled and toasted: "With the teacher here, I will be safe and sound."

"There may be heavy rain tonight, Your Highness, be careful, come back earlier," Lian Shenwei stood up, and when he walked to Ying Jingjue, he patted him lightly, sporadic powder fell on Ying Jingjue.

"The minister is going to rest first, wake me up when His Highness is leaving."

The young Prince Chu didn't notice, and nodded, he looked at the wide lake.

The atmosphere in the south is naturally different from that in the north, including sailing. He thought he would not be used to it, but he got used to it very well, even...

Ying Jingjue said inexplicably: "I always feel that the scene of boating on the lake is somewhat familiar."

Lian Shenwei's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the curve of her lips slowly disappeared.

He turned his head and said calmly, "What did Your Highness say?"

Ying Jing decided to turn around, "It's nothing, I once read the beautiful scenery of the south in the poem, and when I saw it today, I realized that what I said was true."

He paused, wondering: "What's wrong with the teacher?"

Lian Shenwei's eyes lingered on his face for a while, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he returned to his previous appearance.

"nothing."