On the eve of the Song Dynasty's southward migration, the prosperity of the future imperial city of Hangzhou was filled with a decadent atmosphere, and it already had the grand scene of the Southern Song Dynasty of "the ambiguous wind intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou Bianzhou".
In order to show their loyalty to the imperial court, they must sacrifice all kinds of things, and for this reason, a flower boat competition will be held at the same time, and the donor will receive a blessing talisman and a colored bamboo stick, and the talisman will be hung in front of the door to sign the beauty. For a while, the city was full of singing and dancing, and officials, businessmen and people had fun together.
He Xiaoyue walked on the street and felt miserable, her adoptive father's elegant figure, warm smile, and the bits and pieces of getting along day and night for eight years appeared in front of her. She could fully understand the soft Hangzhou dialect, which was taught to her by her adoptive father on a picturesque light boat and in the small courtyard blown by the evening breeze. My adoptive father grew up in this beautiful city, and such an elegant person was skinned alive and died! Since learning the bad news of Xianling Mountain, this murderous aura has surged up from time to time, and she has been suppressed by her reason.
For more than a month, she repeatedly adjusted her mentality, telling herself that it was meaningless to repay her grievances, and that Liu Qianqian's perversion was caused by a tragic change in her family, whether it was an unjust case or not, the cruel killing was exchanged for more cruel revenge, and she should not be a part of a vicious circle. But hatred is so difficult to extinguish, which allows her to understand to some extent why Liu Qianqian has to kill endlessly after killing all her enemies.
"Sister, Xiaoqi is hungry." Shangguan Qi burst out a standard Hangzhou dialect and tore off the corner of her clothes.
Leng Qingyun said: "Xiaoqi has a pointed nose, the snacks here are delicious, and the tea is also good."
Xiaoyue nodded and took Shangguan Qi's hand and walked into the teahouse. Shangguan Qi scratched her palm funny, this action was too inopportic, Xiaoyue subconsciously pinched his hand angrily, it hurt Shangguan Qi's mouth, and he struggled desperately, looking like a child fighting.
None of the three of them changed their appearances or names. It's just that Shangguan Qi's soles are filled higher, and he has a little bit of trouble wearing them. The little guy was born in January, and He Xiaoping was actually only two years old away from He Xiaoping, who was born at the end of the year, and he inherited the tall head of the Shangguan family, and he was inseparable from He Xiaoping in age when he pretended to be - Shangguan Qi had become a teacher with the world-famous magic sword Zhao Cheng, but now he is not far from He Xiaoyue, and he doesn't look like he is eleven years old, just to make Xue Yimen suspect that he is really He Xiaoping.
The three of them sat down at a table near the window, Xiaoyue was sitting in the main seat, and now she and Shangguan Qi were quite similar to siblings. The skin is crystal clear and the black hair is like a cloud, and the unmodified eyebrows are thicker than ordinary women, showing heroic spirit in the charm.
The Song Dynasty scribe was beautiful in her weakness, and she was a pair of heavenly feet, accompanied by Shangguan Qi, who was handsome like a child, and Leng Qingyun, who knew at a glance that she was not an idle person. So eye-catching, it was impossible for Xue Yimen not to find them.
Liu Qianqian's temperament must not let go of the He siblings and Leng Qingyun. Even if she could bear it, she could cover the secret detectives of the Wudang Beggar's Gang and the Fox Gate. Qin Jingshu has been to Hangzhou many times before, and he has quit his drug addiction, but he also came this time, all the way with Dong'er. The little fox swore that even if he had the poppy at hand, he would tell Qin Jingshu not to touch it. Anyone who had seen this girl's methods did not doubt that she could do what she said, and secretly sighed for Old Master Qin.
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Hangzhou's offering of flowers and fruits lasted for a month, and there was still no movement in Xueyi Gate after more than ten days. On this day, Xiaoyue and his party were walking by the West Lake, and a float passed by, and the young man in the car was laughing with the little singer wearing a veil, and someone said: "Let me see if it looks like it!" The little singer turned sideways to dodge: "Don't make trouble! I'm not going to play anymore!" Listen to that tone is a boy.
Someone hugged him from behind, the veil was lifted, and all the passers-by who saw it exclaimed - so beautiful! I can only describe it as a fairy, I can't believe it's a boy. This baby has not been codified, only eleven or twelve years old, and he already has a kind of soul-stirring magic. He has extremely thick eyelashes, and everything he looks like is looking out through his eyelashes. Being scolded by his companions, he was ashamed and annoyed, and while struggling, he quickly glanced at the pedestrians, and his gaze made people stop breathing.
The veil was lowered in an instant, the car had passed, and the pedestrians stood still. Of course, this did not include Xiaoyue and the others, and they immediately followed. The car traveled very fast, and they walked very "slowly": they performed the upper light skills on the street.
In the blink of an eye, I came to a villa by the lake, where there was string music, like a meeting.
The teenagers hugged the boy and walked into the yard, he suddenly let out a low cry, turned his head and ran away. A beautiful woman smiled and said: "Where are you going? Come over and show my mother."
The little guy didn't dare to go over, and the middle-aged man next to the beautiful woman said: "Call you here! Don't have ears?"
The beautiful woman was unhappy: "The children are playing at home, why are you fierce?"
The boy stepped forward with his head down, and the woman lifted his veil and squinted her eyes: "Yo, the Xu family has a female named Moyu. Sir, do we look like each other?"
The mother and son are really similar, like two sisters. Middle-aged people want to have a straight face and can't hold back, and everyone around them is laughing and joking. The boy blushed and pouted and asked, "Mother, why are you here?"
The beautiful woman smiled and said: "I heard that my son is going to make a cameo appearance as the White Lady, come and hold a show. Why, you are not allowed to see your mother and father?"
Suddenly, three figures fell. The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to go over and say hello.
Leng Qingyun didn't even look at him, stared at the woman and asked, "Whose son is Mo Yu?"
The middle-aged man's face sank: "My wife is not a martial arts person, the cold palace master speaks politely, Mo Yu is my Xu Yinghong's child!"
Xu Yinghong is in charge of the Hangzhou garrison, a disciple of Shaolin layman, Leng Qingyun is famous in the rivers and lakes, and he has been here for so many days, so he naturally knows. Today he took his beloved concubine to the lake in casual clothes, and Wen Xiao'er was here to join in the fun, so he came over to take a look. He is an official, no matter how famous Leng Qingyun is, he is also a citizen, and his speech is very face-saving.
Unexpectedly, people still regarded him as a transparent person, repeating: "Whose son is Mo Yu?"
"Mine." The woman smiled lightly, "The two next to you are also mine."
Xu Yinghong was surprised, but found that he couldn't move at all - the concubine who "didn't know martial arts" actually pointed out his acupuncture points in the air. Those who could not move also included the spectators in the garden, who were not acupuncture points, but were poisoned by some kind of drug. Xu Yinghong looked at his concubine who had been in the industry for many years and asked in disbelief: "Who are you?!"
The concubine also thought he was transparent, looking at He Xiaoyue and Shangguan Qi and said: "Liu Xue, Liu Ji, my mother doesn't want to recognize it anymore?"
Xiaoyue said coldly: "Master Liu, my parents are dead! His name is Shangguan Qi, and my mother is in Lingnan!"
Liu Qianxian smiled: "Yue Xiaoshan is finally dead? Dead today? Liu Xue, He Chengsheng is not your father. He Chengsheng, He was born, he raised you to hate his birth like him! He is your second uncle Liu Yuming, your father's junior brother. After his whole family was killed, he did not take revenge, but became a court hawk and dog to pursue his own family, and he deserved to die!"
Xiaoyue shouted: "Do you have a conscience?! If it weren't for you, how could he risk his life to let Xueyi Men go? Going further, in order to save you from the brothel, my father ......"
"Which father? Yue Xiao Shan or Liu Yuming?" Liu Qianqian showed a self-deprecating smile, "Back then, Liu Yuming pulled the red line for Yue Xiaoshan and helped that kid use a handsome man's plan, which made me a big somersault. Those actions are just their means! It is not surprising that you will be fascinated by them, when your siblings were stolen, I knew that sooner or later you would be asked to deal with my own mother. In terms of cruelty, I am willing to bow down!"
Xiaoyue's face turned as pale as paper, and she said slowly: "Believe it or not, my father never asked me to deal with Xueyimen, it was you who caused the incident when you attacked Shangguanbao. I brought what you didn't find when you dug three feet into the ground in Shangguanbao, if Dad offers it to the imperial court, can you still stand here?"
A small scroll of paintings appeared in her hand, shaking slightly, and the scroll unfolded, and on it was a full-length portrait of a young woman, as beautiful as a dream, just like a living one. There is a palm on its side, which is not painted, but is handprinted. With this palm, it is useless for Liu Xianqian to disguise herself, and the waste palm prints are equivalent to self-exposure.
Liu Qianqian's expression changed slightly, as if she hated and resented, and suddenly laughed loudly, her laughter was as cold as black ice, which was her famous stunt Long Yin smiled three times. Xiaoyue slowly rolled up the small painting, just the sound of rolling paper, but it clearly penetrated the "Dragon Yin Three Smiles".
Liu Qianqian's laughter suddenly stopped, and she tilted her head: "Your father lost. Or I'm right, only girls can practice the evil skill of the Blood Shadow Knife to the fullest." The corners of her mouth curled up, actually a little naughty and a little proud. Usually older women show this kind of expression, it's strange that they don't make people vomit, but she is so natural, she is really a natural stunner.
Xiaoyue said: "One hundred and thirty-one scroll paintings, one hundred and thirty-one elites in front of the snow clothes. But I don't understand, do you still need them? That is, if you re-emerge from the world, the newcomers have already been cultivated."
Liu Qianqian said: "Of course it is useful, at least half of them are young and successful, and they are now in their prime. Didn't those two guys tell you? Put the painting together, and the reverse side is a topographic map of Song Mountains and Rivers."
Xiaoyue said: "So that's the case, but it's useful. You have always taken refuge in the most powerful master, you used to be a Liao person, and now you should be a golden man, right? I am a little girl, I can't manage the affairs of the world, and I can't avenge my enemies, but I am a citizen of the Song Dynasty, I can't give you these paintings, at most I can only give you this one in my hand, and you put the ink jade."
Liu Qianqian's face showed hatred: "My mother is the enemy of the Zhao family! What are the people of the Great Song Dynasty? As the daughter of the Liu family, you are willing to be a slave of the Zhao family just like that dead ghost! Mother should slap you!" Thinking that you are young and ignorant, it was those two bastards who taught you badly, so I forgive you once. Mother gives you a chance to join the Xueyi Sect and take the destruction of the Song Dynasty as your own responsibility!" Liu Xue, today you are tracking the Xueyi Gate, the spectators died under the blood, Xu Yinghong and Leng Qingyun were seriously injured, and they became delirious useless people. Shangguan Qi and Xu Moyu were kidnapped, and you survived with injuries. From now on, you will be the natural leader of the Xueyi Sect to suppress the remnants of the Xueyi Sect. Got it? Now, kill them!"
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Does anyone else support it going down?