Jiaohua

Chapter 819 Old Friends (Part [-])
Judging from the map, the entire Youzhou looks like a bronze gui with its left ear missing, and the Cangjiang River is under the right ear.

To the northwest of the Cangjiang River, which is the "right ear", is the Huimen River from Xinfu and Weipingfu. Half of the corpses of Weipingfu rushed to the Cangjiang River from the ancient pass of Yuntian Mountain.

Xia Zhaoyi wanted to get to Hengxiang as soon as possible, so instead of taking the official road of Yuntian Mountain, he crossed the Huimen River and descended from Ningzhou.

Ningzhou is very small, less than a quarter of Youzhou's area, but Ningzhou is open and flat, and it is much faster than trekking the official road of Yuntian Mountain.

The carriage drove directly into the frozen Huimen River, bypassed the ancient gorge forest on the river, passed through the primitive mountains that no one had visited for a long time, and reached the west bank of Ningzhou in less than half an hour.

"It's so exciting!" Yang Fugui's heart was surging.

Kang Jian also felt happy, and looked back at the wonderful and beautiful scenery along the way, feeling relaxed and happy.

The heavy snow was still falling, and the fatigue of many days of driving was dissipated by the beautiful scenery, but the road still had to continue. After a short rest, the carriage went south along the west bank of Ningzhou. Two days later, they crossed the Cangjiang River again and arrived at Zhenzhou in Shenshi.

In winter, it gets late quickly. Although the sky has not snowed, it is covered with dark clouds and the visibility is very low. However, there are many people on the shore, busy like a small market.

Hearing the movement, many people cast a glance at the carriage coming up from the shallows, quickly looked away, and continued to bargain.

"A lot of dishes are still fresh," Kang Jian turned to Xia Zhaoyi and said, "Miss Ali, I'm going to buy some dishes and I'll be back soon."

"Okay." Xia Zhaoyi responded.

There are not only vegetables, but also a lot of fresh fish, all of which are salvaged from holes in the ice.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Kang Jian came back with a big bamboo basket filled with vegetables, fish, and three catties of marinated bacon.

Just put the bamboo basket on the carriage, and heard a very soft voice: "Here, this good brother."

Kang Jian turned his head, he was a young boy who was only as tall as his chest.

The young man's face was covered with cuts, black and purple, and his clothes were thick but tattered.

"Can you give me something to eat?" The little boy said awkwardly, "I, I'm a little hungry."

Kang Jian frowned, took out a few bundles of vegetables and stuffed them into his arms.

"Thank you, big brother! Thank you, big brother!" said the young man, "My name is Xiaozhou! May I ask you, big brother, what is your name?"

"My surname is Kang, healthy Kang!"

"Ah, the surname is Kang. There are very few people with the surname Kang, and most of them belong to the Shaomin. In our Central Plains, most people with the surname Kang live in Muzhou. Dare I ask Brother Kang, but is it from Muzhou?"

"No," Kang Jian said, "but my ancestors were."

"Thank you, Brother Kang!" Although the young boy had a bruised nose and a swollen face, he smiled gracefully and had white teeth. "My surname is Yu! That's the one..." He paused, showing a bit of sadness and sorrow, looking at Kang Jian and said, "Extra surplus."

"Are you okay?" Kang Jian said, and took out a handful of vegetables from the bamboo basket, "Here, I'll give you some more. Hurry up and find your family."

But I saw that there seemed to be tears in the young man's eyes, but soon, a smile appeared on his face, he grinned happily, bowed and nodded while holding the vegetables: "Thank you Brother Kang, I will definitely remember Brother Kang's great kindness !Thank you!"

Kang Jian waved his hand, expressing that you are welcome, the girl in the carriage suddenly said: "Yang Fugui, give him some money."

The boy was about to leave, when he heard this voice, he looked towards the carriage in surprise.

The crisp and pleasant voice is both sweet and cold, a voice that can be remembered by one ear.

"Here, this is for you." Yang Fugui digged and pulled out thirty coins.

Kang Jian paid out of his own pocket, took five coins, and put them in the boy's hands.

"Too many," the young boy said hurriedly, "really too many."

"Go, let's go." Kang Jian said, and left with a whip.

Watching the carriage run away, the sadness in the boy's heart became more and more intense.

Since then, Xiaozhou has passed away, and Jiang Hai will spend the rest of his life. His name is really a source of sadness.

What's even more tragic is that a person with Master's temperament will never feel sorry for him.

Not to mention him, even a character like Lin Qingfeng, Master would not blink because of her accident.

It will be difficult in the future, I really want to wander.

As it was getting late, Kang Jian entered the village at the junction of Zhenzhou and Hengxiang, and found an inn.

As soon as they arrived, they saw a group of people preparing to leave, a total of three carriages in front and behind.

The shopkeeper of the inn personally sent those people out of the inn with a respectful and courteous appearance, quite attentive.

Because the carriages were facing away from each other, Kang Jian and Yang Fugui could only see one of the coachmen from their angles. He was a burly middle-aged man with extremely thick arms, but the wrist of his left hand seemed to be inflexible.

As soon as he raised his whip, the carriage followed the two cars in front and ran towards Hengxiang.

The shopkeeper turned his head and saw that the carriage was coming again, he hurriedly stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Guest officer, you are here, may I ask whether you are going to be a tipper or stay in the shop?"

"Leave tomorrow morning," Kang Jian got off the carriage, "Stay in the hotel, three of you."

"Okay!" The shopkeeper turned his head and yelled inside, telling him to prepare three guest rooms.

The three carriages in front hadn't gone far, when Lin Qingfeng heard the yelling, he said lightly, "Three rooms, it's a world of ice and snow, and the business of the inn is pretty good."

Sitting beside her were two young girls with uncomfortable expressions, who didn't say anything when they heard the words.

The faces of the two girls were also blue and purple, but it faded a lot.

Lin Qingfeng raised his hand to lift the curtain of the car. It was dark outside, and there was really nothing to see, but the wind blowing in could at least make the smell in the car fade away.

"I'm a little tired," Lin Qingfeng thumped his neck, "Come here and give me a rub."

The two girls did not move.

Lin Qingfeng glanced at it, and his eyes became sharper: "What?"

"I, I'll do it." The older girl got up and went over, sat down beside Lin Qingfeng, and raised her hand to rub her neck.

"It's okay," Lin Qingfeng closed his eyes, "It would be even better if the strength was more focused."

"...Yes." The girl said holding back her breath, increasing the strength in her hand, looking at Lin Qingfeng who had her eyes closed, the girl's eyes gradually revealed a fierce light, and the murderous intent was cold in the darkness.

At the same time, the teapot in Shen Yan's hand suddenly spilled.

The hot tea dripped on the table, he calmly put down the teapot, pushed the cup away, and said calmly, "The water has spilled."

Li'an immediately took a dry cloth to clean it up.

Shen Wen went outside the house with his hands behind his back, raised his eyes to look at the snowy night sky, and still the night wind hit him.

"My lord, it's done." Li An said.

"My old friends should all be here," Shen Yan said, "I don't know what surprises they can bring me."

"My lord," Li'an never asked Shen familiar things, but said, "It's getting late, you should rest early."

"Okay." Shen Wen said, but did not move, still looking at the night.

Li An paused for a moment, and couldn't help but said again: "It's better for you to deal with Hengxiang's affairs earlier, master... I hope you can go back and spend a new year together."

"If he can call Zhiyan back to Yunliang, I'll think about it."

"Second Young Master...it's basically impossible."

"Really?" Shen Wen smiled lightly, "Do you think there is really no way for Zhiyan to return to Yunliang?"

"Well," Li'an said, feeling powerless, "The Guo family treats the second young master so well, the second young master can break up the relationship, fight like that, let alone our Yunliang."

"No, there is actually a way." Shen Yan said.

"Huh?" Li'an was curious, "What can you do, my lord?"

"Killed my grandfather or grandmother," the smile on Shen Wen's lips deepened, "Zhiyan will always come back to watch the night to help the spirit, prostrate in the ancestral hall, and kowtow in front of the grave, won't he?"

Li'an's eyes widened: "This, how can this..."

"Of course it is possible," Shen Wen smiled, "It's just that it doesn't have to be so difficult to meet Zhiyan, and you don't have to go back to Yunliang."

so far so good.

Li'an's heartbeat suddenly became very fast just now.

He was sure that Shen Fan would do it, and following him all these years, he found that as long as Shen Fan wanted to do one thing, he would definitely achieve his goal, no matter who was sacrificed or what means were used.

And Shen Yan really didn't have any feelings for Yun Liang.

He doesn't like the people around him to call him Young Master, or Eldest Young Master, but likes them to call him "Young Master".

Occasionally, he made a mistake and called him young master. If he was in a good mood, he would let it go. If he was in a bad mood, he would even punish him.

"Yes," Li'an said in a low voice, "The house that the second young master bought is near us. If you want to see the second young master in the future, let's go to Qingyue Pavilion and just talk."

"Is that so?" Shen Yan's smile faded a bit, and his tone remained unhurried, "What about Qingyue Pavilion? His random houses are everywhere. If I want to see him, I'll go directly to him Yes."

"……Um."

"It's a pity that it's not yet the right time," Shen Yan narrowed his eyes, "It's a pity."

　Thank you Hua Lizi for your reward~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)