Outside the city
Winter was approaching, and heavy snow was falling.
A plain carriage was parked on the side of the road, and a few black horses were eating the withered grass covered by the snow.
Recently, it had been snowing heavily for a few nights. Fortunately, the main road was made of sand and stone, and there were many carriages coming and going, so the snow was not deep. However, the forest paths on both sides were already exposed.
"You don't have to send me off." Ji Yunshu lifted the curtain and said to Li Shiyan and Luo Yang, who were standing outside.
"The New Year is just around the corner. A few more days won't make much of a difference. Let's leave after the New Year." Li Shiyan's face was filled with reluctance.
Luo Yang echoed, "That's right. It wasn't easy for me to be promoted to Taichang Temple's vice-minister. I was planning to treat you to a meal after I receive my salary."
Ji Yunshu smiled warmly. "No, we want to return to Great Lin before the end of the year." As she spoke, she glanced at Jing Rong, who was driving the carriage.
Li Shiyan sighed and said sadly, "After today's parting, I don't know when we will meet again."
"If fate wills it … we will definitely meet again."
"I hope so!"
"Actually, Miss Zhu is a very good person. Don't let her down." Ji Yunshu pondered for a moment.
Li Shiyan's face flushed red. He was a bit embarrassed. He shot a glance and said, "Why are you talking about her out of nowhere!"
Luo Yang laughed and said, "Are you shy? I think you have the intention, but Miss Zhu isn't happy about it."
Li Shiyan immediately became spirited. "You brat, don't be sarcastic. Do you think I don't know that Qiu Shu has been pestering you all this time? I think you're the one who has good luck with women. "
Luo Yang's expression instantly changed as if he had seen a ghost. "Don't talk about her in broad daylight. It's scary!"
The two of them engaged in a war of words and were very happy.
It added some liveliness to the chilly winter.
Before leaving, Ji Yunshu took out a tassel. The lines on it were somewhat worn out. She handed it to Li Shiyan. "This was given to me by Teacher Su in the past. You can bury it in his grave."
Teacher Su was dead, but Ji Pei was alive.
He lived in her heart.
Li Shiyan replied, "I understand."
"Then take care."
"You too. Take care."
Li Shiyan and Luo Yang watched the carriage go further and further away. They felt an indescribable emptiness in their hearts.
That feeling was indescribable and inexplicable.
Li Shiyan let out a long breath of cold air. He put his hand on Luo Yang's shoulder and confidently said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink!"
"Alright!"
The two of them mounted their horses and rode away.
Snowflakes fluttered in the air and fell into the mountain forest as if they had lost their center of gravity, dying the mountain white from top to bottom.
Ji Yunshu sat on the carriage's plank. She held onto his arm and rested her head on his strong shoulder.
She accompanied him as he drove.
Together, they watched the falling snow in the sky.
Jing Rong tilted his head to look at her. His gaze was warm and gentle. Suddenly, he recited, "Pisces swimming in the water joyfully, a single fledgling walking and forming a knot, a peasant girl dreaming, a solid boulder. “
"Why did you bring this up all of a sudden? You used to … "She stopped talking and looked up at him in shock. Her eyes suddenly became moist, and she couldn't say another word for a long time.
Jing Rong smiled gently and pulled her into his embrace. He called out, "Yunshu."
She sobbed like a child.
Three years of searching and waiting were finally worth it.
Pisces swimming in the water joyfully, a single fledgling walking and forming a knot, a peasant girl dreaming, a solid boulder.
These were the words he had said to her that year in Jinjiang, when the sky was filled with fireworks.
He remembered!
He remembered every little detail of their relationship over the years.
However, he still didn't know how Jing Rong survived that fire.
Perhaps, he was born with a compassionate heart.
… …
A year and a half later, in Jinjiang.
This small town located in Jiangnan was still bustling with traffic, birdsong, and fragrant flowers. The people chatted during their leisure time, and it was a joyous occasion.
However, it was said that there was a big case in the yamen today. Early in the morning, the public hall was surrounded by people. It turned out that last night, a skeleton was fished out from the dry well behind Maoer Alley. Magistrate Liu Qingping had a headache and scratched his ears and cheeks the whole night without sleeping. With dark circles under his eyes, he sat behind the hall and squinted at the men and women gathered in front of him.
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Perhaps it was because he had been working too hard recently that he had presbyopia! The advisor bowed and whispered, "Milord, yesterday the coroner examined the deceased. The deceased was a male, around forty years old, six feet tall, and died about two years ago. The people who came said that they were the deceased's relatives and were waiting to claim the skeleton.
Bones. "
Liu Qingping rubbed his oily belly and pondered for a long time. "Troublesome, really troublesome!"
"Milord?"
"This skeleton has no flesh or skin. How can I tell what it looks like? How can I know whose relative it is? "
"Then … what should we do?"
Liu Qingping waved his sleeves. "All of you, go back. Let me think carefully!"
A woman said, "Milord, that skeleton must be my husband who went missing two years ago. You must uphold justice for me!"
A man said, "That's my eldest brother! Two years ago, he said he was going to do business, but he never came back. Milord, you must find the murderer for my eldest brother! "
The people in the court began to argue.
They quarreled incessantly.
The common people outside also discussed among themselves.
The whole yamen was like a wet market.
Liu Qingping was about to go deaf. He raised the gavel and was about to hit it —
A person suddenly walked out from the crowd.
The quarrel inside and outside the court abruptly stopped!
Liu Qingping rubbed his presbyopia and stared hard at the newcomer.
He saw that the person was dressed in plain men's clothing. His face was fair and clean, and his eyebrows exuded an air of untainted elegance. His eyes were lively and spirited, and he held an exquisitely carved sandalwood box in his arms.
Liu Qingping's mouth opened and closed, and he excitedly shouted, "Yun … Shu?"
Tears welled up in his eyes.
Ji Yunshu's expression was cold. She raised her eyes and said, "Milord Liu, please bring out the skeleton. This humble one will be able to identify the deceased."
Liu Qingping was stunned for a while, then he raised his voice and ordered, "Come! Come! Quickly bring the skeleton to the court. "
He never thought that after so many years, he would be able to see the Yunshu he loved and feared again.
His heart bloomed with joy. He lifted his official robe and walked down the hall, wishing he could rub against Ji Yunshu.
He almost burst into tears!
After a short while, he ordered people to prepare a table and a few pieces of paper according to Ji Yunshu's habit.
Ji Yunshu opened the sandalwood box in her hands. The box was divided into three layers, and the paint, brush and ink were all there. It was very exquisite.
The crowd was dumbfounded. They didn't know what she was going to do.
She put on her gloves and held the skull in her hands to examine it. Then, she took out a small luan brush from the sandalwood box and began to draw on the paper.
Her fingertips pinched lightly, and each stroke was smooth and precise.
At this moment, Jing Rong was standing in the crowd. His eyes were filled with admiration as he watched Ji Yunshu draw. He couldn't help but smile.
He knew that she was still herself.
That Jinjiang painter — Ji Yunshu!
— See you again in Jianghu (end)
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