It snowed all night, and when I woke up the next morning, there was a layer of silver frost in the yard.

Qingmei got up early to make porridge. Before making porridge, she took a special look at He Yan's room. Seeing He Yan dressed, she said strangely, "Why do girls get up so early? It's cold, so why should I sleep for a while."

"It's okay," He Yan stretched, "I'm used to it."

In Liangzhou Weili, you have to get up early every day. When you return to Shuojing, it is not easy to change this habit. When making porridge with green plums, He Yan picked up the broom placed in the corner of the yard to sweep the snow.

"Girl, let it go quickly, how can you do these things? Just come." Qingmei said in a panic.

He Yan smiled and said, "You still have to make porridge. How can one do two things? Forget it, it's just sweeping the snow. I did more than this hard work when I was in the garage, so don't care."

Qingmei insisted, "No, girl, take the stove and go to the house to sit. Just come here for me."

"It's really okay."

Chiwu, who was squatting in the corner of the wall, suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Although he was ordered to protect He Yan, the He family was really poor, and even the servants were only Qingmei. Now the lady and the maid were competing to sweep the snow, and it was really difficult for him, a big man, to pretend that he had not seen it.

After hesitating for a moment, Chiwu stood up and said, "I'll do it."

Before He Yan could speak, Qingmei smiled and her eyes were bent, and she stuffed the broom into Chiwu's hand, "thank you, Chiwu Guard!"

Chiwu "..." He suspected that the little maid was waiting for him here.

He Yan was a little embarrassed. Chiwu was also a talented man in the Jiuqi Camp. After all, he followed Xiao Jue and never thought he had done anything like sweeping the floor. He treated a guard with a sword as a servant, and said it seemed that their He family was bullying people. He Yan said, "Forget it, I'll do it."

"It's okay," Qingmei said with a smile, "The Chiwu Guard is fine, and you are also strong. Girl, you are in poor health, just rest."

Chiwu thought to himself that this little maid probably didn't see their girl holding a huge rock alone in Liangzhou Guard.

However, for two women here, he should do this kind of snow sweeping. Chiwu picked up the broom and swept around the yard. Qingmei looked at the porridge in the kitchen and pointed at him, "Guardian Chiwu, don't just sweep the middle, you must sweep the corner too. What if the young master went home and didn't see it at night? There was also a missed snow on the left..."

He Yan moved a stool and sat at the door. He looked at a tall guard in Chiwu who was commanded by a little maid and found it quite interesting.

After Chiwu finished sweeping the snow and Qingmei had cooked the porridge, the three of them had eaten at the table together. Hesui and He Yunsheng left early, Qingmei made pancakes one night in advance for them to carry them. After dinner, He Yan sat in the room in a daze.

She wanted to go to the Xu family to find Fuwang again, but when she opened the drawer, there was no silver note inside, and she couldn't help but feel sad. If she had known that when she was in the Xiao family, she would have borrowed the stack of silver notes in the drawer first. Now that she is in this identity, she would have been embarrassed to borrow it, otherwise... she would go find Lin Shuanghe?

She was frowning about silver. On the other end, a gray-feathered pigeon flew into the utility room where Chiwu lived. She stopped on the beam and looked at him with black bean-like eyes. Chiwu opened his hands and the pigeon flew to his hand. A small copper tube was tied to the pigeon's legs. Chiwu untied the copper tube and pulled out a note from the copper tube.

After reading the notes, he also had some confusion in his eyes. After a moment, he sorted out, let the pigeon fly, walked to He Yan's house and knocked on the door.

He Yan opened the door and saw that it was Chiwu, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The young master's Yinqiu Sword was fighting against Utou when he was in Jiyang, and the scabbard was cracked." Chiwu said, "The Yinqiu Sword was cast by the sword-casting master Lu Daichuan. The Yinqiu Sword is now being built in the hands of Master Lu."

He Yan nodded, not understanding what Chi Wu said had to do with her.

"Today is the time to get the sword. The young master has gone out of the city. I also have to go out of the city and cannot go to get the sword. Master Lu has rules, and he will never wait until he missed this day, and he will have to wait a hundred days before he can get out of seclusion. Besides the sword master, there are only the closest people to him."

"Ah?" He Yan said nothing, "This is too strict."

However, the capable craftsmen in the world have more or less their own tempers. Since Lu Daichuan can forge treasures like Yin Qiu Jian, it is not unreasonable to have such a quirk.

"Miss He," Chiwu looked at her and said, "You are now the governor's fiancée. You can get the sword. Master Lu will agree. So, can Miss He do the young master a favor and get the sword from Master Lu?"

He Yan said, "It's not difficult, but how can I prove that I am the governor...Well, what about the fiancée?"

"Don't you have the young master's snake-patterned black jade on your hand?" Chiwu replied, "Just use that."

He Yan took off the black jade from his waist, "Can this prove your young master's identity?"

Chiwu “is.”

"Then can you use this to go to the money house to save money?"

Chiwu "...If Miss He is short of money, you can say something to me, and the young master will not stand by and watch."

He Yan blew up and said with a smile, "I'm just joking." But he knew in his heart that it seemed that this black jade would work anywhere, and it should be no problem to exchange some silver flowers.

She simply said, "Okay, it's not a big deal. You give me the residence of Master Lu, and I'll go later."

"Master Lu lives in the mountains north of the city, and the journey is a bit long." Chiwu said, "I will prepare carriages and guards for Miss He to avoid danger from the journey."

He Yan "Forget it, you guards can't even beat me. If you really encounter danger, you may save whoever. Just give me your residence. It's blue and white, and there will be no problem. Moreover, since the last time the assassin was killed, the city's garrison has doubled, so there is no problem."

She was stubborn and Chiwu was not stubborn, so she had to give up in the end.

Chiwu seemed to have something important. After writing Lu Daichuan's residence to He Yan, he hurried out of the mansion. He Yan comforted the green plums and took Xiangxiang out. Although Lu Daichuan's residence is far away, it is not difficult to find. In winter, the snow is heavier than the city, and there is a piece of silver and white everywhere. If the carriage is walking in the mountains, it is afraid that it will take one day and one night. He Yan is glad that he did not listen to Chiwu's carriage, but rode a horse, at least before the sun sets, he could catch up with Master Lu.

Lu Daichuan is also a wonderful person. He Yan previously thought that since he lived on the mountain, he must be a master with fairy spirit. Who knew that this person built a palace-like house in the mountain, which was extremely gorgeous. As soon as He Yan entered, two giant tigers ran over and whispered at her.

Xiangxiang was startled and almost threw He Yan out. He Yan held the rope and comforted Xiangxiang. When he got off the horse, he found that the two colorful giant tigers were actually made of wood, with black gems with green eyes, shining in the dark, and at first glance, it looked exactly like the real one.

He Yan was surprised. This was probably Lu Daichuan's work. He was indeed a skilled craftsman who carved the moon and cut the clouds.

The door was not closed, and it was covered in vain. The two giant tigers were still howling at He Yan, but there was no other move. He Yan thought about it and pushed the door and walked in. As soon as he entered, he felt that this place was a shrinking Wei.

In the large mansion in the north, a small canal like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River was dug, and there was a small boat that could only sit on one person. There was a gauze curtain hanging on the boat, and there was a moving music sound from it. When you looked closely, there was no one in the boat, only a box made of wood.

The flowers and plants on the walls are all fake, but they are made vividly. Even in winter, they appear very lively and prosperous. There are some colorful stones scattered on the ground, which should not be gems, but they shine with fine light, which attracts attention. He Yan seemed to have entered the legendary Dragon Palace, and it seemed like he had reached a fairyland. He couldn't help but admire this person's skillful craftsmanship, and it's no wonder he could forge a sword like Yin Qiu.

She walked to the main hall and with a "slam" sound, the door opened by itself. He Yan collapsed in and saw a man in a white robe sitting in the huge hall. The man was cutting a dragonfly made of bamboo in his hand. He probably had made the last step. He Yan watched him pull the tail of the dragonfly, and the dragonfly flew up by himself.

She couldn't help but exclaim, and the man turned his head and taught He Yan to see his face clearly.

In fact, the man was wearing a fairy-like style. I don’t know what material the white robe was made of. It was particularly light and elegant. Just looking at the dress, it seemed like a hermit in the previous dynasty, but the completely different from it was his appearance. The extremely round life was no exaggeration, as if it was a round ball. When he looked over with a smile, he was like a Maitreya Buddha, without the slightest "high-ranking scholar".

This was a bit beyond He Yan's expectations. She thought she would see a cold, arrogant, withdrawn and weird old man with white beard, but she didn't expect that she would be such a kind fat man. Moreover, this man should still look very young, in his twenties. She was a young fat man.

"A guest is here." The man smiled.

"Are you Master Lu?" He Yan took off the jade pendant from his waist and showed it to him, "I'm here to get the sword for Governor Xiao."

"Huh," Lu Daichuan was stunned when he saw He Yan's jade pendant, "How come Xiao Huaijin's sword is on you? Are you Xiao Jue's fiancée?"

He Yan was caught off guard and asked this question. He didn't know how to answer for a while. After a while, she nodded, "That's right."

"So it's Huaijin's fiancée." Lu Daichuan nodded and looked at He Yan again, "No, not bad."

He Yan felt a little uncomfortable for no reason. He thought for a while and asked, "Master Lu and Governor Xiao look good with each other?" This man looked kind and there was no such thing as inhumane as Chi Wu said.

"It's not good, nor is it bad." Lu Daichuan smiled and shook his head, clapped his hands, and said with a "creak", He Yan looked in the sound and found that there was a little man made of wood standing in the hall, which was only about one foot high, making a beautiful woman. He walked into it "dadada" and didn't know what he was doing.

"This...is all Master Lu made?"

"Just some puppets," Lu Daichuan smiled, "I have no living people in this villa, only puppets, who help me with work on weekdays."

This sounds a bit scary, but for some reason, He Yan didn't feel afraid. She said, "Then why don't you invite some craftsmen to help? Or just go down the mountain."

"That won't work," said Lu Daichuan. "I have lived in the mountain for more than thirty years. The days at the foot of the mountain are not suitable for me."

He Yan "Master, is it Gui Geng this year?"

This man looks like he is only in his twenties, so why has he lived in the mountain for more than 30 years?

"you guess?"

He Yan couldn't guess it, so he simply said, "I look at the master, I'm only in my early twenties."

These words seemed to please Lu Daichuan. He held his stomach and laughed loudly, "You kid, your mouth is like honey. No wonder Xiao Huaijin likes you. It's so cute."

He Yan "..."

She was thinking, why did the sword-casting master look so inappropriate? The wooden little man who had just entered the house ran out again, holding a long box in his hand and put it in front of He Yan.

When He Yan opened the box, he saw a long sword lying in the box, his sword body as frost as snow, which was Yin Qiu.

"Has it been repaired?" He Yan spoke in surprise, and there was no sign of cracking on the scabbard.

"It's just a sword, it won't take long." Lu Daichuan looked at He Yan with a gentle smile, "Since you are Xiao Huaijin's fiancée, for Xiao Huaijin's sake, I can also create a weapon or treasure for you, what do you want?"

He Yan joked, "Can the master build a sword like Yin Qiu for me?"

Lu Daichuan looked at her and smiled and said, "No."

"Why?" He Yan asked with a smile, "Master thinks I am not worthy of your sword?"

"You already have one sword, you don't have another one."

He Yan's smile froze and looked at Lu Daichuan.

How did this person know that she had a sword?

"Master, I don't have a sword." He Yan said, "I don't even have a handy weapon."

"There will be," Lu Daichuan shook his head, the smile in his eyes seemed to penetrate everything about her, "Your sword will come back to you again."

He Yan stared at Lu Daichuan, trying to see some flaws on his face. Unfortunately, this man couldn't tell anything except a harmonious and consistent smile.

He Yan stood up in the box that was pretending to be Yin Qiu, "Master, it's not early, I'm here today just to get the sword. Since the sword has been obtained, it's time for me to go back." She saluted Lu Daichuan, "Thank you, Master."

"You don't have to be polite." Lu Daichuan also stood up. It was quite difficult for him to stand up. It was because of his obesity. It always took some effort to stand a ball. He held He Yan to the door, and beside him were two colorful giant tigers and the little wooden man, like a strange emperor hiding in the deep mountains. "Let's go."

He Yan turned over and turned away, but his back looked a little like he was running away in panic.

The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away. Lu Daichuan said "tsk" and looked down at the wooden man who reached his calves. "Jade, do you think I scared the little girl?"

The wooden man hung on his legs, silent.

"Forget it," Lu Daichuan shook his head again, turned around and walked back, and said to himself as he walked, "Huaijin, Huaijin, I can only help you get here."

...

It was dark very quickly on the mountain.
To be continued...