Nanqin

As usual, Zhang Nanqin pushed Qin Ruoan out of the school, and the two returned to the alley. They saw a carriage parked in the narrow alley, and Zhang Nanqin was familiar with the carriage.

Qin Ruoan in the wheelchair smiled unexpectedly when he saw the scene before him, but Zhang Nanqin, who was pushing her, frowned.

"Wei Lanqing has seen the son."

The visitor was Wei Lanqing, and the groom's eyes were full of curiosity.

"I haven't seen you for one day now, Miss Lan Qing wants to get off?" Zhang Nanqin didn't have the slightest consciousness, but said such a shocking language that the groom was taken aback.

Wei Lanqing also paused for a while. She didn't expect Zhang Nanqin to say such a frivolous language, but thinking that she wanted to ask others, she glanced at Qin Ruoan who was sitting in a wheelchair, and turned sideways to show her greetings.

"Is it appropriate for the son to be so frivolous?" Wei Lanqing was not angry. Although he cursed in his heart, he was graceful and graceful in face.

Zhang Nanqin is very clear about Wei Lanqing's coming today. After hearing Wei Lanqing's words, he directly pushed Qin Ruo'an into the courtyard: "Since it's not missing, it's for the sword? I'll be sent to the girl's mansion when I'm ready."

After speaking, he entered the yard without looking back, and Wei Lanqing motioned to the groom, who carried the gift box from the carriage to the stone table in the yard, then exited the yard, and consciously closed the yard door.

Qin Ruoan was in a wheelchair and looked at Wei Lanqing with interest, while Zhang Nanqin squatted on the ground without grace and started washing vegetables from the well: "I only have our brother and sister here."

Hearing Zhang Nanqin’s sudden sentence, Wei Lanqing was stunned, and then he woke up. This is an excitement. She still doesn’t see any emotional changes on her face. Instead, she faintly said: "Lan Qing wants to ask the son to help. ."

"Don't, where are you hitting, where are you going back." Zhang Nanqin handled the fish in his hand. The knife in his hand was like a trick. When the knife was cut down, the fish turned over, and the whole fish skin was peeled off. Door craftsmanship.

"Lan Qing implore the son to help." Wei Lanqing bowed again.

"Go back, my son is not free." Zhang Nanqin poured the vegetables into the basin and carried the fish into the kitchen.

Wei Lanqing looked at Zhang Nanqin who was leaving, with no sorrow and joy on her face, but the moment she turned around, Qin Ruoan caught the sadness in her eyes, which was a kind of desolation.And this desolation reminded Qin Ruoan that when Zhang Nanqin entered the Bodhisattva Hall, his grandfather died of illness, and then the huge pressure of the various princes and families was suppressed like a mountain. At that time, she was like Wei Lanqing in front of her.

Out of his own instinct, Qin Ruoan asked: "Is there anything the girl needs my brother's help?"

Zhang Nanqin naturally heard the conversation between the two. He walked out of the kitchen and walked behind Qin Ruoan, pushing the wheelchair towards the living room. Zhang Nanqin whispered, "You moved your compassion?"

"My brother should understand Ruo An. This world is the weak and the strong, the compassion and the sympathy. He has long been looked down upon in Ruo An. He just sees her now and thinks of me after the death of my grandfather."

Although Qin Ruoan said indifferently, Zhang Nanqin's eyes flashed with killing intent at that moment, and disappeared instantly. He said without looking back: "Come in."

Wei Lanqing originally wanted Zhang Nanqin to isolate her from Qin Ruoan in order to express her departure. When Wei Lanqing walked to the courtyard, hearing Zhang Nanqin's words, his eyes were full of faint colors, and then turned and walked towards the living room.

"Don't worry, since brother was not killed by those people, then those people will live in fear every day." Zhang Nanqin gently pulled the wolf skin down with his hand, and patted Qin Ruoan's hand at the same time: "It made you suffer. , Now there is brother, don't worry."

Qin Ruoan smiled and saw Wei Lanqing walk in. Zhang Nanqin gestured to the chair beside him. After Wei Lanqing made a gesture, he sat down. Before Wei Lanqing could speak, Zhang Nanqin was like a trick, with the sword in his hand. , After taking this sword out,

"Yes, the ink sword, cut iron like mud, is a rare treasure in the world. As far as I know, there are three people in this world who have ink swords, the Great Emperor Cangzi of the East Que, the Xuanyao of the West Wilderness, and the Master of God." Zhang Nanqin looked at his hand. Afterwards, he looked at Wei Lanqing: "These three people are now missing except Xuanyao Xuanyao, and the other two are alive, and they don’t know the world. If I didn’t guess wrong, this ink sword should belong to Xuan Yao in the West Desolation."

Wei Lanqing nodded after hearing this: "What the son Nanqin said, this ink sword belongs to Xuanyao." She didn't expect Zhang Nanqin to guess where the sword belongs. She knew she came to ask for help this time. There is nothing wrong.

It's just that she didn't know that Zhang Nanqin knew Mo Jian, and that he had had an unknown battle with the emperor Cangzi and the Master of God, but outsiders didn't know it. If they were known to the world, they would be horrified.

"My Wei family has been adhering to the ancestral business for generations and doing business in silk and cloth. It has never changed. Until the Great Chaos in Yunzhou a hundred years ago, the North County also broke the old system. At that time, North County was shaken and bruised." Wei Lanqing He stood up and said, "The people were displaced. My grandfather used the profits gained from doing business and used part of it to buy food to help the poor people. Afterwards, he was supported by the people, and in the hands of my father, this business also increased. One item is the rice line."

Wei Lanqing said, looking at the ink sword in Zhang Nanqin's hand and continued to speak: "This sword was ten years ago. My father and I went to the Western Wilderness to deliver food. In the desert, we saved a monk in charge. In return, he gave the sword in his hand to my father. At first, my father didn't know the origin of this sword, nor did he know the value of this sword. After all, giving and giving are not the same." Said Wei Wei Lan Qing returned to his position and sat down: "For the monk who teaches, it is alms, and my father thinks that his practice is a blessing, but for that monk, it is a life-saving grace. This sword was given to my father. When we were about to reach our destination, the monk left without saying goodbye. He left a letter telling us not to signal this sword to anyone, otherwise it would lead to murder..."

"Monk?" Zhang Nanqin murmured softly, looking down at the sword in his hand. For the first time, he drew the sword by an inch. The sword is no different from an ordinary sword. He scabbed the sword: "Indeed, let the world know that it is in you. In your hand, it is bound to cause a catastrophe. This sword cannot be possessed by ordinary people. Those who can possess it are already beyond the world, unless you have the ability to protect it."

Wei Lanqing shook his head after hearing this: "For you people who practice martial arts, this sword may possess some kind of magic power, but to me it is just an ordinary sword."

Zhang Nanqin smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Am I considered clever but was mistaken by cleverness?"

"Then it depends on how Young Master Nanqin thinks." Wei Lanqing's words with Zhang Nanqin were like a mystery, but Qin Ruoan, who was sitting by the side, didn't think it was a mystery.

You know, Zhang Nanqin left the sound transmission stone and walked around the streets just to make a living, hoping to be favored by some people in the world. After all, weapons are the foundation of life for those people. He believes that if the people in the world find him Someone will come after the knife that has been sharpened, but I didn't expect Wei Lanqing to wait, and it was still a big trouble.

Zhang Nanqin sighed: "This incident must have nothing to do with this sword."

"If possible, Wei Lanqing is willing to pay for this sword." Wei Lanqing looked at Zhang Nanqin and said seriously.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Nanqin didn't expect Wei Lanqing to be willing to take this sword as a reward. Even Qin Ruoan on the side looked at Wei Lanqing's eyes with a flash of splendor.

Before Wei Lanqing could speak, Zhang Nanqin said again: "You are even willing to pay for the ink sword. This is definitely not easy. You take this sword. The door is here. Don't give it away!"

Just kidding, Zhang Nanqin didn't dare to jump into this fire pit when he knew the value of the ink sword but used it as a reward.

"Brother, can you let Girl Wei speak the whole thing?" Qin Ruoan persuaded from the side. She could see that Wei Lanqing didn't care about this ink sword. Maybe it was not a pit, even if it was a pit, but she believed If this sword falls into Zhang Nanqin's hands, it will be even more powerful, and it will definitely be a good help for Zhang Nanqin's entry into Jing'an Road in the future.