[3] The 42nd wedding date of the deceased return (the long-lost persimmon and the princess are in the same frame 3K+)
When Yu Shao finished saying that, Qiao Qiao remained silent and couldn't help but think of a past incident
Three years ago, in the fairy-like valley of Cangshan, Dali, Master Meng Can held Qiao Qiao’s tender shoulders and looked down at her earnestly: “Qiao Qiao, Master has something to do to leave here.”
In Qiaoqiao's impression, the master often left the valley for some reason and went back in three or five days. She became accustomed to it: "Well, go, Master, come back early after the matter is over!"
Seeing that she was so ignorant of the world, Meng Canjin felt sad: "This time... may be more troublesome and will take a long time to delay."
Qiao Qiao saw that his face was wrong: "Where is Master going?"
"Central Plains." Meng Can said in full.
“What are you doing?”
"Go to resolve some grudges."
Meng Can didn't want her to know the chaos, so she said it lightly.
"How long will it take?"
Meng Can stopped all his voice and his expression became even more gloomy. However, in Qiao Qiao’s impression, the master loved to laugh and was open-minded and never got stuck in anything. But now the master’s smile no longer. Qiao Qiao became restless: “Master, do you want Qiao Qiao Qiao?”
Meng Canjin looked up at her and felt unbearable: "How could it be? You are the master's good apprentice."
"But if you don't come back, who will teach me martial arts in the future?" Qiao Qiao asked anxiously.
Meng Can tried her best to release Ning He's smile to calm her mood: "Good child, Master teaches you martial arts to make you defend yourself. As long as you study hard and practice hard and make daily progress, this is enough."
Qiao Qiao shook her head stubbornly: "That is not enough! I also have to follow my master to explore the world and be a hero!"
Meng Canjin, a generation of swordsman, was speechless when facing this childish girl's words. After a long time, he gently stroked the back of Qiao Qiao's head: "The world is too dangerous, it is not suitable for you, a girl, to go through."
Qiao Qiao didn't understand his words, so she could only look at him with her innocent and spiritual eyes.
"Master hopes that you can live a peaceful and peaceful life. If you have the opportunity, find a better master and teach you more useful abilities."
Qiao Qiao wanted to cry a little: "Then who should I go to find to become a disciple..."
"Master and apprentice also depend on fate. If you have fate, sooner or later, you will meet him." Meng Canjin stared at her and told her earnestly, "No matter what that person is doing, remember the words of being a teacher. Those who can make you kneel down and become disciples must be the ones that convince you."
Qiao Qiao Zheng pointed at the key point and remembered this sentence in his heart.
The master left for three years and there was no news. Qiao Qiao always cared about Meng Canjin in his heart. Although the master and apprentice agreed that if she met a suitable person, she could join the good teacher, but she still recognized Meng Canjin even more. After all, she had no father or mother since she was a child, and Meng Canjin raised her up.
Meng Yushao and Meng Canjin are two completely different people. Qiao Qiao did not like Yushao very much, but when he said the words "Doctor the world and relieve the suffering of the world", Qiao Qiao's heart was involuntarily deeply moved, because this reminded her of her master Meng Canjin and she once said something very similar.
"Master, you always talk about the world, then what is the world?"
"The suffering of the people is the world, and I use my sword to help the world and the people, and the sword is also the world."
Qiao Qiao couldn't help but lower his head, looking at the sword left by Meng Can't even say that he felt his master's guidance.
Since she inherited the master's sword, she should also inherit his great wish.
"Well, you did beat me, Qiao Qiao lost with confidence!" She knelt down sincerely, held the sword and clasped her fists at Yu Shao, "Master is here, please bow to my disciple!"
"Oh, let it go..." Yu Shao was still confused, unable to bear her such a big gift, so he hurriedly held her arm, "I just hope that the girl can listen to the advice and make sense. When will she agree to accept the girl as her disciple?"
"You don't have to agree. Let's bet, I will tell myself in my heart that if you really can beat me, I will be your teacher!" Qiao Qiao raised his big, energetic eyes.
Ji Ying was also surprised and puzzled. This girl had been arrogant just now, but why did she suddenly change, and her desire to become a disciple is so firm.
Yu Shao looked at Ji Ying and suddenly felt that it was difficult to make a living: "That was just a joke from Brother Zhu, but the relationship between master and apprentice also requires fate. How could it be wishful thinking?"
"Yes, my previous master said the same thing. Aren't you and me considered destined to be together?" Qiao Qiao frowned, "Ah... can you dislike me?"
She was excited and clenched the sword in her hand tightly, making a heavy sound, and Yu Shaoxin trembled violently: "No, no... girl, that's not what I mean..."
He was really afraid that she would be unhappy, so he drew out his sword and removed him from his body.
"Will that be done?" Qiao Qiao swept away his sad face and smiled, "Since you are destined to be and you don't dislike me, then I will be sure of you, Master!"
Yu Shao couldn't think of anything to reject her, and at the same time she wouldn't anger her, nor would she hurt her. Ji Ying laughed happily: "It's interesting, it's so interesting!"
It was all his bad idea. Yu Shao felt that he had been cheated by him and glanced at him with some grievance: "Brother Zhu, what are you talking about?"
"I just calculated carefully. I calculated the paper you tested her, her test your chicken feathers, and the two dishes produced by the store, and Zhuge Suo, what is the word, and acupuncture technique." Ji Ying paced casually, listed one by one, and then turned around and pointed at Yu Shao, "You took a total of seven rounds before you conquered her."
Qiao Qiao also calculated accordingly, and that's true. Yu Shaozhen didn't know what to say.
Ji Ying joked: "In ancient times, Zhuge Liang captured Meng Huo seven times, and now Meng Yushao collected buckwheat in seven difficult times, but still said it was meaningless?"
Yu Shao thought carefully. After all, he was not the only one who had the final say in taking a disciple. He had to get his master's consent, right?
He asked, "Miss Qiaoqiao, are you planning to worship me as your teacher because of my acupoint tipping technique?"
It’s no wonder he suspected that acupoints are also a kind of martial arts.
"Of course not all this!" Qiao Qiao knew in her heart, but she was not good at expressing herself. She was really impressed by the charm of others. "I think you are pretty good, with a bit of the shadow of my former master, so I thought, if you are my master, it seems to be quite good. Qiao Qiao was ignorant before and offended his master a lot, Master, don't bother me."
When she removed her defense and showed it to him so sincerely, Yu Shao felt a little embarrassed, but was moved: "Although I was determined to accept a girl as my disciple, I can't agree to you immediately, because if you want to enter the sect, you still need to nod one person."
"who?"
"The owner of our clinic." Yu Shao gently helped her up, "My master, that is, your master."
Qiao Qiao looked at him in a daze, feeling a little expectant and worried.
That night, the palace was held, and Prince Mu and his family entered the palace with the orders to have dinner with the emperor, the empress, the imperial concubine, the eldest princess Jin Xuan, and of course the little princess.
Li Feng followed her father and mother to pay homage to the emperor and the noble royal family. Youmeng was not in the hall. In order to see her, Li Feng was guided by the palace envoy to the imperial garden outside the hall. He saw Youmeng and the female envoy Han Lu collecting osmanthus as ingredients for a banquet.
She stood at the stone table, holding a piece of osmanthus branches, and carefully cut the tender osmanthus flowers with scissors and served them in the bowl. The golden flower grains piled into small hills in the bowl, with a long fragrance of flowers.
Li Feng approached and leaned over and bowed slightly, "Princess."
Youmeng stopped working, looked up, and smiled at him: "Good Prince."
Li Feng nodded slightly with a light smile.
"We have not seen each other for a few days after we came back from the Self-Promenade, right?" Youmeng was still holding the osmanthus flower in her hand, and was playing with it while talking.
Li Feng looked at her and said in a calm tone: "Yes, I've parted outside the palace that day, so far twelve days."
"Twelve Days?" Youmeng was shocked, then turned her eyes and muttered to herself in a low voice, "It's been so long..."
The lifeng doesn't speak, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers scatters into the nose, making people feel that there is a faint sweetness floating in the cool evening breeze.
Youmeng smiled faintly and her eyes floated to him softly: "Then we really should meet, otherwise some people should have an objection."
Li Feng heard her words strangely, with a clear smile on his eyes: "Do you have any objections? Who?"
She saw that he was pretending to be confused with his understanding, and couldn't help but angrily: "Of course, it's your fans who are stupid!"
Unprincess, you are wrong in pronunciation. Be serious and start over
Youmeng pretended to be resentful and pursed her lips: "Who else can you? Of course, it is the elders of your and my families."
Li Feng suddenly realized and made a "oh" lip shape.
The osmanthus picked has been soaked in spring water. After filling, you can make tea and sprinkle it on wine and pastries. Youmeng let Hanlu be careful to carry it.
Then she raised the eyes of the stars and moon, looked at Li Feng, and said softly: "The table is about to start, let's go in?"
Li Feng happily followed her into the hall.
Everyone in the hall saw Youmeng and Li Feng walking side by side. The man was handsome and the woman was charming. She couldn't tell the difference in appearance and temperament. Even today's clothes were coincidentally matched with the elegant Qiancao color.
Princess Jinxuan smiled and looked at the pair of beautiful men. The more she looked at Li Feng, the more satisfied she was: "This son-in-law was not wrong. They stood together, it was so pleasing to the eye."
Except for the queen who kept a fake smile, the other elders were all happy from the bottom of their hearts.
After performing etiquette, everyone sat down to have a banquet and had a meal.
After the first glass of wine, the emperor will talk to you about the theme of today's family dinner.
"The most important thing right now is naturally the wedding date of Youmeng and Li Feng."
Everyone put down the cups and bowls at the same time, and raised their heads and listened carefully to the emperor.
"The Grand Historian and the Imperial Heaven Supervision Commission have already combined their Nian Geng a few days ago. They have repeatedly investigated and calculated it, and finally reported to me several best auspicious days. There are still two left this year, one is September 27th and the other is the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month. In the future, we will get next year, March 12th."
Chapter completed!