"Agua,
Seeing your words is like seeing your face.
More than half a year has passed. I don't know if you have calmed down or not. I've been thinking about when I should greet you. Originally, I thought that it would be better to meet you, but I've learned some things, and I feel that I don't have the time to wait quietly, so I can only write this letter to you.
Regarding the grudges between us, it would be a little irresponsible if I were to explain it in a few simple words. You have a reason to hate me. I often think about whether there was a better way to deal with the matter at the beginning, but it's useless to think about it. If there's a chance, you can ask me for what I owe you in the future.
But I think we have to let go of personal matters. The incubation period of you and your family in the south for nearly two years has passed, and the roots that should be taken must have been planted. Recently, I've learned some things about the situation in the south. If you want to do something, I have some suggestions that you can consider … "
At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the continuous mountain rain wet everything between the mountains. In the bamboo house, the girl opened the window and looked at the heavy rain falling on the lush forest in the distance. Miaojiang, Lan Huandong. Even for the people living in the village, the girl's face was a face that they had not seen for a long time.
Since returning from rescuing Fo Shuai last year, the girl, who was originally the leader of the Tyrant Blades and was now the master of Lan Huandong, entered a long period of seclusion. For most of the Tyrant Blades, it was because the master of the village had learned something from the battle with Lin Eechan and the others, and wanted to push his martial arts to a higher level. Only a small number of people knew that the girl's seclusion was because she was physically and mentally exhausted after the battle and fell into confusion. Therefore, in this long period of more than half a year, she lived in seclusion in the main building and only used her remaining thoughts to control the few things in the village that needed to be controlled. She let go of most of the development and let everything evolve naturally.
The window that had been closed for so long suddenly opened on this day. For most of the people in the village, they did not understand the meaning behind it. If it was someone who was familiar with each other, they would be able to see some of the changes that had happened to the girl. Living in seclusion for more than half a year had made her look thinner, and the baby fat on her face had faded as she grew up. Even though she still looked beautiful, it was difficult to call her a young girl now. Some complicated emotions had already settled in her eyes, as if they were gradually turning into something as hard as a diamond. It was different from her original stubbornness, and only those who were familiar with her could clearly see the difference between the two.
"Ci Hua." After standing by the window for a long time, she finally called out to the door.
The maid's voice came from outside the door, "Manor Lord."
"Ask Chen Fan … Uncle Chen to come here."
"Yes."
The maid draped a straw raincoat over her shoulders and ran downwards in the rain. In the room, the woman named Liu Watermelon sat on a chair by the window and sighed softly.
She had read the letter in her hand many times. After the initial hesitation and the expectation that she would never admit it, there was a deep bitterness and unspeakable anger. However, in the end, these emotions only turned into something more complicated that made people speechless.
In the past year of seclusion, she could not face Du Sha, Chen Fan, and the others who participated in the rescue, and herself, who really did not know what to do next. Of course, she had thought that Ning Yi would explain everything to her. If she could not face it, perhaps he would have some solutions. However, she did not expect that in the end, the letter that she had hoped for would come was like this.
That man, casually skipped over all of this, attributed the problem between the two to personal feelings, and then only explained with a few words, skipped to the side. This kind of method made her feel angry and annoyed. She more or less hoped that this letter would be able to solve the problem after she read it. Even in her sober mind, she knew that it was impossible. At least the other party could explain, apologize, or even make unnecessary explanations for the original choice. However, in the end, there was nothing.
"You have a reason to hate me." He did not try to explain, and the final explanation seemed to be only this sentence, as if saying: You can hate me all you want. However, after just a few words, he began to state the overall situation. As if he knew that she would not ignore his proposal.
Really … too arrogant …
However, after being angry, what really made her angry was the feeling that she really could not confuse the two. In some kind of sober mind, this woman who had always been strong, or perhaps to say that she did not need any support, in the past six months, in the bottom of her heart, she was indeed looking forward to someone's explanation or comfort. However, in the past period of time, if she had been resting or sleeping, reading this letter was as if someone was desperately beating a gong in her ear, reminding her that she should wake up and get out of bed. That person only sounded the alarm bell, but refused to comfort her.
Even though she understood that in such a situation, casual comfort would only make everything frivolous and slippery, she could not help but have a similar feeling of getting up in bed. She opened the letter and saw that there were a few pages of writing on the paper. It was not like the Headmaster of the Academy writing letters nowadays, but more like talking, strange and without style. And what she really wanted to see was actually only the first few sentences. After that, there was a long paragraph about the situation of the Southern Green Forest, officials, merchants, and prostitutes, but it was just to see what could be used and what could not — she had read it several times.
*****
The maid named Ci Hua ran down the stockade village and found Chen Fan, who was teaching martial arts in the school located on the side of the stockade. Soon after, he went to the top bamboo building of Lan Huandong and saw Watermelon in the building.
Heavy rain was falling outside, and the light in the room was not bright. It seemed a little quiet. He stood at the door and looked at Watermelon for a moment, then walked over. "If you don't come out soon, the stockade village will fall."
Watermelon tilted his head and looked at him.
For more than half a year, Chen Fan had been teaching the children martial arts in the stockade village and had deliberately grown a beard. The essence in his body had become more and more restrained. If one could say that he had the will of an iron fist on his body before, now he was more like a blunt knife. The heavy sword had no edge, and the great skill did not work. For an expert, it could be seen that he had already found the path to a higher level. And on Chen Fan's side, he could also clearly see that the sharpness on Watermelon's body was becoming sharper. The woman in front of him was obviously also growing at a speed not inferior to his.
"A letter from Ning Yi."
"Why are you showing it to me?"
Chen Fan's eyes flashed with doubt. He took the letter and sat down. After looking at it for a while, he shrugged and said, "Not bad, he has found out the details of these people in the south. Just do as he says. Why don't you discuss these things with Uncle Nan and the others? Why are you looking for me … Well, he has a batch of goods for us. You want me to pick it up? "
"I want to know what happened to him."
"Recently?" Chen Fan frowned. "I haven't heard about it. His notoriety has spread far and wide, and he has caused more and more trouble. But to say what happened to him … nothing."
"Look at what he wrote at the beginning."
"… If this is for you, what is it?"
Watermelon looked at him and then reached out to take the letter. "This sentence says that he understands some things and that he feels that he doesn't have time to wait quietly, so he wrote this letter … What do you think it is to make him vigilant and ask us to take action?"
Hearing Watermelon's words, Chen Fan finally understood. He frowned. "Now that you mention it, there is indeed a problem … I have always been aware of the matters in the north. In the second half of last year, he offended many people. This was left behind after he conquered Liangshan, and now it is getting more and more intense. Many people entered the capital to assassinate him, but basically none of them succeeded. In this regard, he already offended Lin E 'Chan last year. Recently, the Great Radiant Sect has been developing very quickly, and Lin E' Chan's martial arts have spread far and wide. If this continues, I'm afraid that his challenge to Zhou Dong will really succeed. If he wants us to take action because of this trouble … with his character, it doesn't seem like it … "
"Who did he offend?"
"They're all … uh …" Chen Fan was about to say, but then he realized something and laughed. "Don't tell me you want to help solve this mess? Don't even think about it. You might not know, but let me tell you. In the second half of last year, he was busy with disaster relief … "
The sound of the rain rustled, echoing between heaven and earth. In this small building in the south, the two of them spent a lot of time talking about what had happened in the eleventh year of Jing Han's life. Not long after, Overlord Blade's General Manager Liu Tiannan and the others came from the bamboo building and began to talk to Watermelon about more troublesome matters.
In the next few days, Watermelon officially appeared and began to deal with the many matters that had happened in the village while she was in seclusion. On the other hand, Chen Fan and Ji Qian 'er, who had become his wife, bade farewell to Watermelon, Liu Tiannan, Du Sha, and the others, and set off for the north. On one hand, they received some goods from Takeshi, and on the other hand, they began to gradually visit the forces of the Great Radiant Sect in the south to take revenge on Lin E' Chan, Sikong Nan, and the others.
In the north.
On a summer night, there was a faint moonlight in the sky. On the official road from the north to the south, two fine horses galloped past in the night!
Although summer had already arrived, the area was still suffering from famine. Even on the official road, there were not many people traveling at night. The official road extended and meandered, passing through a small market in front of them. Even though there was a faint light from an inn, the two horses had no intention of stopping. Through the dim light, one could see that the leader of the horse was an old man with white sideburns. The man on the horse behind him was already forty or fifty years old, and was definitely not young.
At this moment, the person galloping on the road was the Great Radiant Sect's Sect Master, Zhou Dong, whom Lin Zongwu had been searching for a long time to exchange blows with, but could not find. Following behind him was naturally his disciple, Fu Lu, who was both a servant and a friend. Due to Zhou Dong's advanced age, even though his cultivation was high enough to allow his body to maintain a state that was not inferior to a young person's, rushing through the night like this was still harmful to his body. When the faint light from the inn swept past him, he tilted his head to take a look, and then urged his horse to gradually catch up.
"Master, it's late at night, and this horse has been running for almost a day. If there's a place in front, we should let it rest for a while."
"How much longer until we reach the peach pavilion?"
"It'll take at least two days to travel a few hundred miles."
"That's too long. The meeting will be held in one or two days, and we can't delay any further. We'll go to the inn in front to change horses. "
"After all, there's no hurry. Even if they start the meeting, as long as we intercept them on the way to Shangjing, we'll be able to stop the situation. Master, if this goes on, it'll be harmful to your body … "
Fu Lu's words caused Zhou Dong to laugh out loud, and then he said solemnly, "After all, loyal people are in trouble. It's fine if I can't make it in time, but since I can, why would I be afraid of this little trouble … There are more than two hundred of them, and they're all brave and ruthless people. If I'm late, and they've already made their decision, what can I do if they don't give me face? We're saving people on both sides, it'll be fine! "
Knowing that Zhou Dong would not change his mind once he made up his mind, Fu Lu fell silent and no longer tried to persuade him. Not long after, the two of them arrived at another inn and spent a large sum of money to buy two horses from the inn's waiter. When the waiter saw their ages, he was shocked. However, after a short rest, Zhou Dong and Fu Lu mounted the horses again and traveled south that night.
The reason why they were in such a hurry was that Zhou Dong had learned of a piece of news. Led by one of his registered disciples, a Greenwood Heroes Conference was being held in a place called Taoting County in the south. This time, there were more than two hundred people participating, including some famous Jianghu elders. The purpose of this Heroes Conference was to target a loyal person of the imperial court that Zhou Dong knew about.
After confirming the news, Zhou Dong took Fu Lu and quickly traveled south. Previously, for the sake of disaster relief, he had already moved to the vicinity of Yanmen Pass. The journey south was long, but he knew that there were many reckless people among the people of the Greenwood Forest. Once everyone really decided to team up and attack, he might not be able to persuade them. Therefore, he had to travel day and night, racing against time.
The two of them set off in the morning and rushed through the night. The next day, they changed horses at a market. For two days and one night, they did not stop. Late at night, they finally arrived at Taoting County, but they were still within the time limit. The people of the Greenwood Forest usually had no status, but when they gathered together, they loved to be lively. Looking from afar, the county was brightly lit, and there was a lot of noise. It was unknown whether they were singing or doing something else. As they moved forward, they heard a loud bang in the night sky, like a big firecracker, frightening people and causing the horses to go into a frenzy.
This time, Zhou Dong hurried over in order to mediate the misunderstanding between the two sides. On one hand, he wanted to make it clear to everyone that the loyal person of the imperial court was a good person, and they should not find trouble with him, lest they be used by evil people. On the other hand, it was also because that person's background was not shallow. Even if more than two hundred people gathered together, they might not be able to do anything to him. If they rashly went to the capital, they would hurt their own lives. However, when he arrived before the end of the conference, he was shocked to find that the Heroes Conference had obviously changed.
Flames flickered, and a group of people fought in front of them. Three Jianghu people were covered in blood as they fought desperately to fend off the hawks and hounds of the imperial court who were pursuing them from behind. Finally, one of them was caught in a fishing net. The other two tried to save him, but they were knocked to the ground. Several people wielded sticks and gave them a good beating. Blood spread, and when they were beaten until their heads were bleeding and they were on the verge of death, they were caught in the net and dragged away like wild dogs.
Zhou Dong and Fu Lu rushed towards the small county …
During the last years of the Wu dynasty, evil people monopolized power, and there was an intelligence organization, the Office of Secret Investigation, which was the most brutal and domineering. Their leader, Ning Liheng, was vicious, merciless, and domineering. The loyal people of the Jianghu rose one after another to resist him, and scenes of the sad story of the Greenwood Forest played out …
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