He Yan went to Changmao Tie Shop to find someone very early. As for the chaos after she left, I think Chiwu will comfort Qingmei, and she will be familiar with each other. This time she knows the road and walks much smoother.

But she did not expect that guests would come to her home today.

When Xiao Jue arrived at He's house, there was no one in the He family. Qingmei was not there, Chiwu was not there, and He Yan was not there. The gate of the He family was closed and was already dilapidated, and it looked like an abandoned old house that was unoccupied.

Xiao Jing and Bai Rongwei came once before. After returning home, Bai Rongwei politely mentioned whether to find another house for the He family. Xiao Jue refused. Although this was not a difficult thing, with He Yan's temperament, he would probably say something that "no merit or no reward". Emperor Wenxuan was also an emperor who did not live in the suffering of the world. He was granted a marquis throne but did not give him a mansion, and even his salary was fined for one year. However, as early as when he was in the Liangzhou Guard, He Yan also received some rewards of silver. These silver should be able to be replaced with another house for a while.

The street where He Yan and his friends live is all ordinary families, and they have to go out to work during the day, but it is not like when they came before. Everyone has to watch. There is no one at home. Xiao Jue thought for a moment and was about to leave. As soon as he turned around, he ran into someone head-on.

The man was surprised to see Xiao Jue, "Governor Xiao, why are you here?"

It's actually Jiang Jiao.

Jiang Jiao did not wear the new recruits' uniforms today, only a turmeric brocade robe. Xiao Jue did not recognize him for a while. However, Jiang Jiao said that he secretly scolded himself in his heart. Since He Yan is now Xiao Jue's fiancée, it is natural for Xiao Jue to come to find her, so why was he surprised by what he was here?

"Governor Xiao is here to find Brother He... Miss He?" Jiang Jiao wanted to regain his words, and then looked at the closed door behind him, "I just passed by here and asked a fruit seller. He said that this is the He family... Why, is there no one in their house today?"

Xiao Jue shook his head and looked at him again: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm here to deliver a sword to Miss He." Jiang Jiao scratched his head, "The soldiers living in Shuojing in the camp will have a chance to go home to visit their relatives one day every month. The one I went home yesterday should go back to the camp today. Before going back, I want to give this sword to Miss He."

Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, Jiang Jiao came back to his senses, feeling bad, afraid that Xiao Jue would misunderstand, so he explained: "It was because Miss He was assassinated in Shuojing a few days ago, and it was spread in Liangzhou Guards. Brothers were worried that something had happened to her. Our family opened a martial arts school, so I wrote to my father to find a sword for Miss He." He weighed the long sword wrapped in cloth in his hand, as if he was embarrassed, "It's not a sword, it's better because it's light and sharp. Miss He can wear a sword on his body. If he goes out in the future, even if there are no eye-catching assassins attacking, he won't have any weapons in his hand."

"Sword?" Xiao Jue frowned, "How could he think of giving away a sword?"

"Ah?" Jiang Jiao seemed to have never expected Xiao Jue to ask, "Miss He has a very exquisite sword technique. If she wants to give her weapons, she should of course give her a sword. Although her whip and knife skills are very good, I saw that the sword technique was better, so I chose this one by myself."

Xiao Jue stared at his eyes, "How did you know that He Yan's sword skills are exquisite?"

"It was when I was in Rundu before." Jiang Jiao suddenly realized, "By the way, when Miss He used the sword, the governor had not arrived in Rundu, so he didn't see it. At that time, Wang Ba and the others saw it. That day, Miss He led us to attack the Utu enemy camp at night. We all wore evil ghost masks. The mask that Miss He wore was different. I heard from Lord Li that he was the same as the mask that General Feihong had worn. On that day, Miss He wore a mask, pretended to be General Feihong, and threw away the utu people's armor. At that time, she used a sword. Although I had never seen what General Feihong used a sword like, I think Miss He's sword technique was no worse than him."

Jiang Jiao finished speaking in one breath, and then realized that he had said too much. Although he was a friend of He Yan and had nothing to do with Feng Yue, He Yan had become Xiao Jue's fiancée, so he should avoid suspicion. So he coughed lightly, "I came here today just to send a sword. I didn't expect that there was no one in Miss He's home. Since I met Governor Xiao here, it would be better to hand the sword over to Governor Xiao to Miss He."

He handed the cloth bag in his hand to Xiao Jue, "It's not too early, I have to go out of the city and return to the camp quickly. Thank you for your hard work." He bowed to Xiao Jue, then turned around and walked out with the bag brought from home.

Jiang Jiao's figure disappeared at the end of the long street. Xiao Jue lowered his head and looked at the long sword wrapped in cloth in his hand. The long sword was very light and looked thin and small. He lowered his eyes, not knowing what he thought of, but after a while, he turned around and left in another direction.

...

On this day, He Yan returned in vain.

The old man from Changmao Iron Shop told He Yan that Niu Blacksmith has not appeared in the past few days, and even the ten iron sickles ordered last month have not been sent. The old man and Niu Blacksmith also have some friendship. Although the iron sickle is important, if nothing happens, Niu Blacksmith should not miss the appointment.

He Yan asked the master if he knew where Niu Blacksmith's family lived. The master shook his head and said that Niu Blacksmith's family lived in a barren mountain. No one knew where Niu Blacksmith's family was. Niu Blacksmith didn't like to tell others about his family affairs every day, so it was inconvenient for others to inquire more.

The matter was almost clear. Niu Blacksmith and Madam Qin were probably found by Xu Zhiheng's people first.

This is indeed a frustrating thing.

When she returned home, because of her early days, He Sui and He Yunsheng had not returned yet, and they had not yet noticed her sneaking out. However, Qingmei sat on the threshold and waited for someone. When she saw He Yan leading his horse to the door, she immediately stood up happily, "Girl, you are back!"

"I just went out for a walk, and I just forgot the time." He Yan continued to perfunctory.

"Miss He went out before dawn. Where is the market?" Chiwu walked out from behind the door and spoke in a bad tone. He and Qingmei had just arrived home. To be honest, Chiwu didn't think that going out to find someone would have any result. He Yan was worried about hiding from them, who could find it? But whenever he had the idea of ​​not having to go out to find someone, the little maid in front of him would immediately shed tears. Chiwu almost doubted whether Qingmei wanted to go out to play, so he had to look for He Yan for a whole day.

Poor, he was a big man, who was about to be dragged by a little girl around the streets for a day. There were also many secret guards in the capital of the Xiao family. Who knew how this would be reported in the Jiuqi Camp tomorrow? What made him even more frustrated was that He Yan not only left by himself, but also took away a horse. Just under his nose, he found nothing, and was ridiculed by Qingmei for not being good at learning skills.

I know how He Yan ran out.

However, today's Heyan is even more frustrated than Chiwu. He went out early and came back late, and there was no gain at all. What's even more heartbreaking is that he finally got some clues, but now he has all been wasted, and he is really useless.

She said perfunctorily for a few words, and said, "I've been shopping for a day and I'm a little tired. I'll go back to the house to rest first." Without waiting for Qingmei to answer, she fell into the room.

Qingmei stood outside the door, blinked her eyes, and said to Chiwu: "Guardian Chiwu, don't sleep too hard today. Pay attention to the sound of the girl's room at night."

Chiwu: "..."

Now even the young master of Chiwu is not calling him, but he just calls him the guard of Chiwu. What does this mean? Is he not going to sleep at night?

Ho, ridiculous.

...

At night, the lights were on, and the singing of drunk guests came from the market in the distance.

The first snowfall of this winter was finally ushered in Shuojing City.

The snow grains are like salt fluff. The wind blows in from outside the city, and flowers fly. On the pomegranate tree in front of the window, the pomegranate is already ripe and presses heavily on the branches, as if just by touching it with your hand, you can fall off by yourself and fall into the snow-colored soil.

On the stove in the room, there was tea simmering, and the windows around it just reflected a snow scene. Someone stood in front of the window and looked at the snow outside the window in a daze.

"Although I have never seen General Feihong use a sword like this, I think Miss He's sword technique is no worse than him." Jiang Jiao's words came to his ears again. He turned around, walked to the table, and picked up the long sword on the table.

The silk cloth wrapped around the sword body has been pulled apart, revealing the complete appearance of the sword. The sword body is very narrow, probably for the sake of the woman's control. It is pitch black all over, and the scabbard is carved with fine patterns, which is also very light.

As we all know, the two famous generals of the Wei Dynasty, General Feng Yun's Yin Qiu Sword and General Feihong's Qinglang Sword are sharp weapons in the world, and they cut gold like mud. What is more precious than their swords is their sword technique. The sharp sword edge has reached the realm.

When he was young, he met He Rufei. He Rufei's sword technique was really not beautiful. Later, he secretly gave him guidance, which was better than in the past. However, since he joined the army, he had never had the chance to see He Rufei use his sword technique. Therefore, he had only heard of He Rufei's sword technique.

The letters stacked on the table were thick, Xiao Jue picked them up, flipped through them a few times, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

He Rufei and Grandma Xu were born on the vernal equinox at the same time. At the age of fourteen, He Rufei entered the Xianchang Pavilion. At the age of fifteen, He Rufei joined the Fuyue Army. When He Rufei's military achievements became more and more prominent, he returned to Beijing to receive rewards not long ago, "He Yan", the second lady of the He family who had been recuperating in the village, also returned to Beijing.

He Ru had not received the reward and was awarded the title of "General Feihong". The incident of getting married to Miss He and Xu Zhiheng almost happened at the same time.

Miss He Er became Grandma Xu. Grandma Xu was blind three months after marrying into the Xu family. A year later, she fell and drowned.

There are very few things that can be found about this dead Grandma Xu during her lifetime. Apart from marrying Xu Zhiheng, she had nothing worthy of attention in the He family, as if it was like a speck of inconspicuous dust that few people paid attention to. The only thing she could get in touch with in her life was that after returning to Beijing, she had a good marriage that everyone admired. Unfortunately, it was this little bit of good thing that seemed to have consumed all her luck. Next, she was blind and died, and returned to nothing like a speck of dust.

Her birth and death were set against the backdrop of her brother Changhe, like tiny gravels plunged into the sea, making it difficult to stir up a splash of water. When people heard it, they only sighed at most.

A poor, humble, unnoticed woman.

He picked up another letter, which was different from Grandma Xu, and was closely recorded with another girl with the same name and surname, all the interesting stories since she was born.

He Yan, the daughter of He Sui, the city gate magistrate, lost her mother at a young age and had a poor family, but she was spoiled by her father's care. She was as vivid as all the girls who grew up in ordinary families in the market. She loved rouge powder and beautiful dresses, and could not carry her shoulders. Her biggest wish was to marry a wealthy family. If she had a single official and half-time job in the family and her husband was handsome, she would be really thankful.

The neighbors know her entanglement with Fan Cheng. It is easy to see the growing girl in the street and ask her about her past when she wants to know her past. It is precisely because of this that the "Miss He" mentioned by the neighbors is completely different from the current Wu'an Marquis "He Yan".

Miss He loves beauty and pretty, but He Yan only wears men's clothes all day long. Miss He cares about clothing, and it doesn't matter if He Yan squeezes a big bunk bed with a dozen men. Miss He is delicate and weak, and he needs to breathe after walking two steps. He Yan runs on time in Liangzhou Guard every day, and hundreds of pounds of stone locks can be easily thrown.

The same face has completely different temperaments.

She could recite "Wuzi's Art of War" and knew the trained military formations with great knowledge. She could see the weaknesses of Utu's military strategy at a glance, and could face the enemy's long sword. There was no such genius in the world, nor could she appear in Liangzhou Guards, but if this person was not a genius himself, but a powerful general who grew up from the treacherous battlefield, it seemed that all the unexplainable things would have reasonable explanations.

Xiao Jue silently, put all the letters in his hand back into the drawer, and turned around and went out.

His yard was very large and there were many empty rooms. Xiao Jue walked straight to the innermost room. There was a guard at the door. When he saw Xiao Jue coming, he made way.

Xiao Jue walked in.

In the room, Madam Qin and Madam Niu were sitting on the edge of the collapse, not knowing what they were saying. When she saw Xiao Jue, Madam Qin was so scared that she immediately stood up and said, "Sir."

Now Xu Zhiheng investigates the whereabouts of Madam Qin. There are two brothers who were picked up from outside the city in the other courtyard. Madam Qin lived there and was troublesome, so Xiao Jue asked someone to send them to his yard. Even if Xu Zhiheng had the courage, he would not dare to go to the Xiao family to find someone. There were guards guarding at the door, and Madam Qin could not escape.

After Xiao Jue came in, he didn't say anything, but his eyes fell on Madam Qin.

Madam Qin's body trembled slightly. Until now, she still knew nothing about this handsome young man, but every time she saw the other person's eyes, she couldn't help but feel cold on her spine.

"How did Grandma Xu die?" Xiao Jue asked.

Madam Qin was stunned and subconsciously replied: "It was killed by Aunt He."

"I'm asking, how did she die?"

Madam Qin came to her senses, swallowed her saliva, and said, "I am not very clear about the matter that day. I only know that the big grandma's maid first gave her a cup of tea, and there was something in the tea. The big grandma had kung fu, and the kung fu was pretty good. Maybe... they were afraid that the big grandma would escape. Later, the big grandma couldn't move anymore. The servants used sticks to hurt the big grandma, dragged her to the edge of the pond, and pressed her head..."

As if recalling the tragic situation of that day, Madam Qin said it, she felt chill all over.

Grandma Xu died so miserably. She did not struggle, scream, beg for mercy, and did not lose her composure like those who were on the verge of death. She just stubbornly resisted fate. She was obviously blind and could not see anything, but there was a ball of fire in her eyes, resolutely, tenaciously, and hard-working. It was precisely because of this that when the shell was pressed into the pool, it gradually stopped moving and lost its breath, it was so shocking.

Madam Qin closed her eyes, "Grandma was drowned, but it was not drowned by slipping her feet, but was pressed into the pool water and drowned alive."

Xiao Jue's fingertips trembled.

The past gradually emerged in front of her eyes, and the canal was filled with fire. The spring river water was still cool, and the girls under the water were not as lively as usual. They could swim, but their bodies gradually became stiff. Her expression was painful, and her long hair dispersed under the water, as fragile and fragile as glass, as if they were about to disappear under the water in the next moment.

Those who have been burned by fire will hide when they see the fire. Those who fall off the horse will never be allowed to get on the horse again in the future. A woman who died in the cold pool water will enter the water again in the future. As long as she remembers the coldness of the pool water before her death and the despair that is close to the sky and is unattainable, she will never be able to let go.

I see.

Madam Qin didn't know what the other party had to ask about this, but was still begging for mercy: "Sir, I really didn't participate! It was all done by Aunt He, no, it was all done by the old man. I just stood among those mothers, and I did nothing..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw that the young man in front of her had already opened the door and walked out.

The door was closed behind him, and Xiao Jue walked forward a few steps. In the snowy night, his style was cold, which also blew away the dull suffocation feeling that had just been in the house.

He walked slowly along the corridor. Tonight, there was no moon, and the lonely lamp was gone. The past flashed quickly in front of his eyes like a lantern. Those familiar scenes finally pierced into his heart like a sharp sword, gradually spreading out a sharp pain.

Time and space overlap, under the moonlight, the girl in strong clothes pulled up her longbow with difficulty, and was tireless over and over again. In the wilderness of Liangzhou Wei, it slowly blurred and blurred into a familiar figure. The young man wearing a mask clumsyly waved the long sword in his hand, and fell to his nose and face.

He laughed: "Some people are so hard and still so vulnerable."

The girl was covered in wine and asked with anger: "Why would you rather like Lei Hou than me! I was very disappointed in terms of appearance, skills, or your past relationship!"

The stumbling boy who recited "The University" in Xianchang Pavilion can now finish the whole article without any effort after getting drunk, but still hold his waist and ask for a father's praise.

She looked at the trainees below in the martial arts field, answering her questions fluently. When she was praised, she smiled and said, "Sometimes I even felt that I was a female general in my previous life."

The highest level of a liar is probably to hide under seemingly unintentional lies when telling the truth.

Hua Youxian asked him with a smile: "Is this girl by your side the girl that year?"

Is she the little girl back then?
To be continued...