Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

Green Willow Village.

Qin Muchu told He Fengyang in detail what happened in Zhengyuan.

After hearing this, He Fengyang frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Golden Wing Sect? I have never heard of this organization since I debuted as a teacher. Seeing that its organization is so tight, it must not have been established in a short time. It must have been at least five or six years ago.

time, or even longer. It’s just hidden very deeply.”

Since He Fengyang started practicing the Qiankun Mind Method, his hair has grown longer and darker, and his saggy skin has slowly tightened and regained its elasticity. In a word, he is getting younger and younger now.

He Fengyang picked up a bowl of tea, opened the lid and took a sip, then covered it and put it back on the table. Then he said: "Chu'er, you have destroyed the Golden Wing Sect's conspiracy. Sooner or later, the Golden Wing Sect will notice it. Once they find out it's you,

If you are sabotaging things behind your back, the Golden Wing Sect will definitely not give up. When the time comes, the enemy is hidden and we are clear, but you only have one person and two servants, how are you going to deal with the Golden Wing Sect?"

Qin Muchu has long been a stand-alone person outside, but in front of He Fengyang, he always feels that he is still the little wanderer he was before. He scratched his head and said: "Chu'er hasn't thought that far yet. Take one step at a time."

Bar."

After hearing this, He Fengyang shook his head and said, "My teacher believes that in order to compete with a mysterious organization like the Golden Wing Sect, Chu'er, you should also organize a certain amount of power."

Since Qin Muchu came out of the world, especially after he became a flower picker, he has always been alone. Even if he accepted Tian Chi Di Kuang as a servant, his actions were mainly personal. Therefore, he was very concerned about the organization.

A force does not have much enthusiasm. So he said: "Master, let's talk about this Chu'er later. By the way, master, Chu'er has an idea about the aging of store employees that I discussed with you last time."

He Fengyang listened to Qin Muchu's words and said, "Oh? Come and listen."

Qin Muchu said: "We can find some young people to train them, and invite some old clerks to guide their business. We can even let the master select the best and grant them martial arts. I wonder what the master thinks?"

After hearing this, He Fengyang thought for a while and said, "That's right. But, where can we find these teenagers?"

Qin Muchu said confidently: "Chu'er thinks it is safer to look at it from two aspects. One is to find it from the children of old clerks. Because of the old clerks, these teenagers will know some of the store's knowledge, and they can be cultivated.

Get twice the result with half the effort; the second is to find those street kids who have been looking for a living outside, uh, young people like Chu'er back then."

After hearing this, He Fengyang felt moved in his heart and said with a smile: "Some of these street children are talented and intelligent. Because they have tasted the warmth and cold of the world, they are more able to endure hardships and stand hard work and have a stronger will, just like Chu'er, right?"

Qin Muchu smiled and said nothing.

He Fengyang said: "Let's just follow Chu'er. However, when you find such a wanderer, you have to be careful and don't make any noise."

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Ping'an Street, Luliu Village's silk and satin shop.

Qin Muchu said to the big shopkeeper: "Then, please pay more attention to this matter." What Qin Muchu told the big shopkeeper to do was to find some useful talents from the children of old shop assistants.

The big shopkeeper bent over with some fear and said: "Young master, what are you saying? Isn't it embarrassing for me? These are what I should do. If it hadn't been..."

Qin Muchu knew that what he was talking about next was how his master He Fengyang was kind to him, because he had said this many times.

Do older people have this habit?

As for finding homeless children, Qin Muchu had other plans.

Qin Muchu walked up to the door of Mingchaoxuan. The waiter standing at the door greeted him with a smile and said, "Hey! Isn't this Mr. Qin? Come and invite me!"

All the clerks in Mingchaoxuan have seen the Fourth Young Master of Hangzhou treat Mr. Qin respectfully. This is a unique thing! It shows how prominent this Mr. Qin is!

The waiter said: "Mr. Qin, my young master has ordered that as soon as you come, we will take you to the Zhaosong Room. Mr. Qin, please!" The Zhaosong Room is the box where Qin Muchu and the Fourth Young Master of Hangzhou drank together last time.

After Qin Muchu sat down, he said to the waiter: "Where is your young master? Go and invite him over."

The waiter responded and left the room.

If you are looking for a street kid, the Fourth Young Master of Hangzhou is a better candidate.

Shao Hu now stays in the account room every day and learns how to take care of the restaurant. He is no longer always invisible like before. When he heard that Qin Muchu was coming, he immediately put down the account book in his hand and rushed there

box.

"Boss Qin!" This is what the fourth young master of Hangzhou insists on calling Qin Muchu. Shao Hu said: "Why is the boss here free?"

Although Qin Muchu didn't agree with their names, he acquiesced due to their insistence. He said: "I came here to find you four. I have something for you to do."

Shao Hu was very happy that the boss had something wrong with him. He said: "Then I will go find the three of them first."

Qin Muchu nodded, and Shao Hu went out alone.

"Boss!" three voices shouted at the same time. Needless to say, Xiao Minghe and the others were all here.

The atmosphere is different from last time. It can be said that this time it is more harmonious. There is no fear and embarrassment.

Xiao Minghe no longer has the yin and yang eccentricity before. Shen Pinglong is a little less childish. Nangong Qi is also a lot more cheerful. They have all improved their minds and are no longer what they used to be.

Qin Muchu told him his purpose, and the fourth young master listened and agreed without saying a word. Qin Muchu explained the matter again before leaving. When the fourth young master sent him to the gate, the passers-by on the street looked at him with suspicion.

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Qin Muchu went to the silk shop.

After walking a few steps, Qin Muchu heard someone calling him from behind: "Brother Qin! Brother Qin!" The voice was delicate and cute.

Xiao Jie!

Yes, it was Xiao Jie's voice.

Qin Muchu was also very happy. He had not seen Xiao Jie for a month. He turned around, and Xiao Jie's petite figure had rushed in front of him. Her face was flushed, her breathing was a little short, and her exhalation was like blue.

She was still holding a paper ball in her right hand. She looked excited, partly because she saw Qin Muchu, but not entirely because she looked behind her from time to time.

Qin Muchu was a little strange and thought: "Is there someone chasing Xiao Jie? But looking at Xiao Jie, she is obviously very happy and does not look like someone is chasing her at all. Unless it is someone she is familiar with!"

Knowing that Xiao Jie was not in danger, Qin Muchu felt relieved again. He also happily grabbed Xiao Jie's hand and said with concern: "Xiao Jie, why are you running in such a hurry? Are you not tired?"

When Xiao Jie saw Qin Muchu, she was in a good mood. She laughed to herself for a while and then said: "Brother Qin, let me show you something. Here!" After saying that, she stuffed the paper ball in her right hand. Qin Muchu.

Qin Muchu looked at Xiao Jie a little suspiciously. Xiao Jie smiled and said to Qin Muchu, "What are you doing? I want you to open it and take a look. Hurry!"

After Qin Muchu heard this, he opened the paper and found a poem written on it in a handwriting that looked a bit like graffiti:

The chrysanthemum on the threshold is sad, the smoke orchid is weeping,

Luo Mu Qinghan,

The swallows flew away in pairs.

The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred,

The slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.

Last night the west wind withered the green trees,

Climb a tall building alone,

Looking to the end of the world.

If you want to send a colorful note, there is no ruler.

The mountains are long and the rivers are far away.

This is a poem called "Die Lian Hua" written by Yan Shu of the Northern Song Dynasty. The general idea is: In the garden, the autumn chrysanthemums are covered with a faint mist, as if they are full of sorrow. The fragrant orchids are covered with crystal dew, as if they are full of sorrow. Weeping softly. (Orchids and chrysanthemums are all in the color of sadness, it is self-evident that the protagonist is observing things in sadness.) The curtains in the room are not protected from the cold, and the two swallows have already flown away. (The protagonist is alone, you can understand .) But the bright moon does not relieve people's suffering, and casts its bright light into the Zhuhu all night long, causing the protagonist to suffer from insomnia all night long, and the sorrow of separation is even deeper.) When I climbed up the building and looked into the distance, I saw that after the west wind, the green trees were withered. .The infinite sadness in (the protagonist's) heart spreads between heaven and earth. He wrote his endless longings on colored paper, intending to send it to the beautiful woman who was far away, but he looked to the end of the world, with mountains and rivers stretching far and wide, but he didn't know where the beauty was. At!

Who wrote this? It should not be Xiao Jie. Although her handwriting may be so messy, she will never copy such words. This poem expresses the pain of lovesickness. See Xiao Jie smiling so happily , naturally it's not her. "Who is it?" Qin Muchu couldn't help but think.

"Xiao Jie! Give me back that piece of paper!" A voice that was always cold shouted. At this time, Ding Yu appeared in front of Qin Muchu.

Xiao Jie stuck out her tongue, pointed at Qin Muchu's hand and said, "Here, it's in Brother Qin's hand."

"What? She copied this?!"

"What? You actually showed it to him?!"

Qin Muchu and Ding Yu's voices sounded at the same time.

Xiao Jie smiled and nodded.

Ding Yu was so angry that her cold face turned even paler, which was like adding insult to injury. It was enough for Xiao Jie to know what was on her mind, but she didn't expect Xiao Jie to show Qin Muchu the words she copied. What's more, she had always been so mean to Qin Muchu. A little dissatisfied. This time, Xiao Jie was so angry that after Ding Yu said the word "you", she could no longer speak.

Qin Muchu couldn't believe that this was copied by Ding Yu. He asked Xiao Jie again: "Xiao Jie, don't lie to me. Is this really copied by Sister Ding Yu?"

Xiao Jie looked at Qin Muchu's serious look, paused for a moment, then solemnly nodded and said: "Brother Qin, this was indeed copied by Sister Ding Yu. Xiao Jie will not lie to big brother!"

When Ding Yu saw Qin Muchu asking this question, he said angrily: "Qin Mu! What do you want? Are you laughing at my poor handwriting, or are you laughing at me, me, my thoughts?" When he said the latter part, Ding Yu's voice Just like a mosquito buzzing, if you look carefully, you can see a wisp of blush flashing across the face of the tench. Unfortunately, Xiao Jie looked happy and didn't notice it at all.

At this time, Qin Muchu's heart was like a turbulent wave, and he had no time to care. His heart was shouting: "Wrong! Wrong! It's all wrong! It's not her! It's not her! It turns out it's not her! She framed me. Man, it turns out he’s not a tench!”

Although it has been three years since this happened, the handwriting on the note that Qin Muchu received in Gujiazhuang that read "...in the back garden of Gu's family invites us to swim in the green woods under the moonlit night..." was written by Qin Muchu.

It has long been remembered in my heart and has never been forgotten. The original words on the note were so graceful and beautiful, but now I can confirm that the words written by Ding Yu are not like graffiti, but they are not much better.

In other words, the words written by Ding Yu are very different from the words on the note. They were written by two people!