My bamboo horse is a broken sleeve

Chapter 47 The Road to Melting Snow

Although Mu Yuning didn't speak the wrong words like Han Yu, but after what happened yesterday, it is impossible for him to be nice to Lu Bingwen now.What's more, he now attributes Wan Jun's death to Lu Bingwen, and asking him to forgive Lu Bingwen in such a short period of time is really not his usual style.Mu Yuning's words and deeds are so thorough that he didn't even notice what he said that hurt Lu Bingwen's heart or chilled Lu Bingwen's mind.

"So you think so," Lu Bingwen's eyes became hollow and dull, "But you are right, I am such a selfish, heartless person."

Mu Yuning was a little confused for a moment, the matter seemed to be more serious than he imagined, but he has never been good at expressing himself, especially when it came to Lu Bingwen, for so long, as long as he had an argument with Lu Bingwen, Mu Yuning had never won .He finally pushed Lu Bingwen into the abyss: "If you want to complain, you have found the wrong person. I don't have time to talk to you now."

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Seeing that Lu Bingwen didn't reply, Mu Yuning sighed, said "Let's go," and turned to leave.Lu Bingwen's description was ignored.

It was very quiet in the woods, only the cold sound of Mu Yuning's heavy armor following his steps, the sound of metal colliding, the whirling sound of him stepping on dead branches and rotting leaves, and the occasional sound of flying birds in the distance, nothing else.All voices outside the situation became sharp and piercing.

Mu Hongning stopped when he heard a short muffled sound coming from the water surface, and immediately turned around, only to find that the person who was in the pavilion just now had disappeared, and his heart sank for the most part.

"Bingwen!!" Roared like a roar, but when he ran to the shore, he only saw ripples fading out circle after circle.

don't want.Mu Yuning prayed.

Without any extra consideration, even before taking off the armor on his body in the future, Mu Yuning jumped into the water, causing layers of splashes.

The water in the early spring is still cool. Although the water of the Baizhai River is not rushing, it is bottomless. When Mu Hongning looked around, there was no sign of Lu Bingwen at all. Every movement seemed to be praying. After groping in the dim river for a long time, there was still no trace of Lu Bingwen.

Mu Yuning fell into unprecedented panic and fear, every moment of hope was being swallowed up by despair.Where are you, where are you.I shouted countless times in my heart, but I couldn't get a response from that person.Mu Hongning is really starting to regret now, regretting the harshness and ruthlessness towards Lu Bingwen.It's like being punched hard in the weakest part of the heart. There is no heresy on the outside, but the inside is starting to fester.

Until he embraced a slender body with his hands, as if he had been redeemed.

It was only then that Mu Hongning realized how restrictive his armor was. He wanted to send Lu Bingwen ashore several times, but he was dragged by the cold and heavy armor and couldn't use his strength.After drifting along the water for a long time, the two stopped on a shallow reef.

Lu Bingwen was already unconscious at this time, and Mu Yuning knelt beside him, pressing his chest again and again, never stopping to pray.

After several weak coughs, Lu Bingwen finally recovered his consciousness.As if the rescued person was himself, Mu Yuning was ecstatic, and quickly embraced Lu Bingwen in his arms, fearing that he would lose him again.

"Why, why are you so stupid?" There was concern and tenderness in the words of reproach, completely different from Mu Yuning just now.

"You shouldn't have saved me." Lu Bingwen said reluctantly, with bottomless despair in his weak tone.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mu Hongning's tone became fierce again, but it was full of distress. This time, Lu Bingwen touched the softest part of his heart.

"Because. Because..."

Mountains, rivers, birds, green smoke and flowing water, everything grows, and everything is in order.

Mu Hongning's eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Bingwen in disbelief, "You, what did you say?!"

"The fragrance of plum blossoms and jade dimples is still there, and the eyes of willows and golden shoots are still open. The east wind is full of air. The peaches and apricots are dismantled, and it is suitable to sing the joy of spring." In the spring season, the ancients wrote "Spring Banquet", which is for Liu Yingying, apricot and apricot rain. Liyun, a thriving nylon city, couldn't be more appropriate.

In the days when the south wind caresses gently in early spring, Nylon City will also usher in a great event.At least... half a month ago, people expected this way, and the Hanhuan family also expected this way...

Seeing that the fifteenth day of March is approaching, it will be the grand wedding day of the prince of the Duke's family and the daughter of Huan Shilang. This news has been widely circulated as early as the Shangyuan Festival, but now that the wedding is approaching, the momentum has gradually diminished. ...

It's no wonder that people who are interested in gossip have started to speculate wildly.

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"I heard... the son of Han Guogong, Han Zhuo, escaped from marriage?"

"Escaping marriage? This... this, is this impossible?"

"How is it impossible? Look, it's already the twelfth of March today, and Mr. Han hasn't been found yet!"

"Huh? Mr. Han is gone?"

"Isn't that right! It's long gone! It seems... the members of Hanhuan's family have been looking for them for seven or eight days!"

"There are other things!?"

"That's right! But it's true, the son of Lord Han was born so handsome, he was astonished as a heavenly man, and he was full of talents. I can't find a better talent than Young Master Han! In my opinion...it must be that Young Master Han doesn't like Huan Xiaoer...or..."

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"What else did those people say? Keep talking!"

"Little...Miss..." The servant girl trembled, thinking about some unpleasant words, she dared not say any more, "No...it's just some idlers gossiping, miss...don't worry..."

"Since you're talking nonsense, what are you afraid of? Tell me." Huan Xiao'er pulled her face, as if she could smell the smell of rotten eggs from a long distance, and her pair seemed to be The look in the eyes of people who were cut into pieces made the servant girl tremble all over with fright.

That's it, it's strange to say that you don't care.The servant girl's heart was pounding, and under the pressure, she had no choice but to tell the truth timidly, "They said... said... maybe it's Miss's problem..."

"what is the problem?"

What Huan Xiaoer meant was to break the casserole and ask the end.

"Say... I'm afraid Miss looks ugly..." Hearing this, Huan Xiao'er's face turned ashen, and the poor girl's voice was trembling when she spoke, "Or...or...Miss...Miss. ……ill……"

"Bastard!"

"Miss, calm down!" Hearing an angry shout from Pai An, the maid immediately fell to her knees in shock, for fear that Huan Xiao'er would vent her anger on her.

Huan Xiao'er also seemed to realize that it was inappropriate for her to be so irritable, so she tried her best to calm down her anger and asked, "Where is Brother Zhu? Is there any news yet?"

"Still... still looking for..."

"Hasn't gone yet?" If she was not in a hurry, it would indeed be difficult for her to do so.As a woman, her fiancé's whereabouts are unknown when the big wedding is approaching. If the news gets out, it will inevitably be true. At that time, I don't know how to end it...

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Of course, people don’t know that as early as half a month ago, when the spring breeze was coming, a man dressed in plain clothes and covered with a cloak walked by the gate of the city. Following the direction of the song of the skylark, he embarked on the road of melting snow and went to the distant mountains. .

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Everyone knew that Mr. Han had disappeared for three years, leaving his fiancée in Nylon City, and he was criticized a lot.However, the marriage contract between Hanhuan's family has not been dissolved, and it has really dragged on for three full years.It is said that Han Huan's family had considered the reputation of their daughter's family and had discussed the matter of terminating the engagement, but it seemed that Huan Xiao'er was unwavering and insisted on waiting for Han Yu to come back, so she procrastinated again and again, but so far there is still no Han Yu audio...

Three years ago, the case of the King of Ziying, even though it stirred up the situation at that time, had already faded out of people's lives and was submerged in the Baidi River where the nylon flows endlessly.

The case of King Ziying leading the sale of smuggled salt has solid evidence, and he himself committed suicide in fear of crime, so the case is over.The emperor even issued an explicit order that no one is allowed to mention the matter of King Ziying again. If someone wants to reverse the case for him, it will be even more difficult.

But there is such a person, even though there are many difficulties in thousands of mountains and rivers, he has been secretly investigating.In the past three years, the clues have always been intermittent, and this is also the place that is puzzling to Han Yu. It seems that in the dark place that he can't reach, who is deliberately blocking it, or... a coincidence?

For example, now, according to the news, the county magistrate of Qiyang Town, Taiping County in the south seems to have been involved in the salt smuggling incident. Han Yu found some clues and rushed to Qiyang Town immediately.But when he got there, it was fateful again, and he only got the news that the magistrate was one step ahead of him and had already returned home.

Another step too late.For some reason, this has always been the case for the past three years.

Han Yu found out that the hometown of the magistrate of Taiping County is in the south of the Yangtze River, so he couldn't tolerate a moment's delay. Although his heart was agitated, he immediately drove south...

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The sunshine in early summer has inherited the warmth of spring, but it has gradually lost its tenderness, and everything has become restless while dormant.

The bluestone road shimmers in the sunlight, and everything between the sky and the earth is so clear.

Jiangnan is located in a remote place, no less noisy than a prosperous place, and more peaceful and distant.

Han Zhuo led the horse around the streets and alleys for a while, but he couldn't figure it out. Jiangnan Quezhou, if he heard correctly, the county magistrate's hometown should be here.

But going on like this all the time is not a solution. Han Yan, who has never liked to talk to people, had no choice but to ask people for help.

Seeing an old woman who was shopping for vegetables, she went up after thinking about it, "Grandma, do you know where Zhang Cailiang's family lives, the magistrate of Taiping County? It is said that he is from Quezhou."

"Ah?...Young man, what are you talking about?" the old lady asked in a loud voice, as if she was afraid that people might not hear her, she tilted her head and moved her ears closer, thinking that her ears were not working well, so she didn't hear what Han Yan asked. .

Han Yan finally opened his mouth again, and he was not a person who was willing to say it a second time. He was about to give up and turn around to leave, but at this moment a person came up from the side.

"Hey, my lord, are you from out of town? Asking for news?"

Han Yan glanced at him, initially unwilling to talk to him, but then thinking about it, although this kind of people are not likable, they are often the same, and they know a lot.For the time being, he nodded slightly in response to him.

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