The Feast

The old man made up his mind and led other farmers to escort Hao Dong to the ancestral hall.Here, Chang San and Duan Tingxuan lightly agreed, and Chang San said to several others: "If something like this happens, someone has to go back and report the master. I think let Liang Shou go back. This kid is smart and young. , It should be more errands. "

The others laughed, and it was noon, who loved to run errands against the sun?Since the "great destruction of the parents" is in charge, what else is there to say?So they agreed, and Chang San took out the pancakes in his package and handed it to Duan Tingxuan, instructing: "Go and hurry back, and don't eat sharply on the road. This pancake was made by your wife in the morning, my share I ’ll give you a bite if you ’re hungry. "

Duan Tingxuan seemed a little reluctant, but he did not dare to object. He had to take the fritters with frustration, and then went down to the ancestral hall of Xiaowangzhuang. The horses they were riding on were there, and two villagers took care of them.

Others laughed and laughed once, and continued to go to Dongning Village, and they disappeared after a while.

Moreover, Duan Tingxuan, after riding, ran along the official road towards Suzhou, but when passing a mountain cliff, the horse fell down suddenly, unaware of any illness, but fortunately he saw the opportunity early, and he numb the moment the horse fell to the ground Liu'er turned over, otherwise I don't know what to do, Rao is so, but also fell on the heel, making him disgraced.

The horse fell to the ground and gasped. Duan Tingxuan stepped forward and looked at it. He murmured a few words, and then he no longer cares about the horse. He sat on a big stone and gnawed a few bites of oil cake, but his eyes moved around and looked secretly. The environment here is where Long Pingzhang was killed.

After a few days, he locked his eyes that had been secretly staring at him, and secretly checked it. Sure enough, this person's whereabouts were not very clear.Anyway, he was a servant. Su Donglou didn't care much that day. Even he knew that there must be spies arranged by Lu Fengyu in the house, but he pretended not to know.After all, things like spies are sometimes good tools for messaging.Unexpectedly, it was negligence at the time, almost causing great trouble to Duan Tingxuan.

Fortunately, Hao Dong was an extremely greedy man, so when Duan Tingxuan heard Chang San talked about a set of worthless ebony boxes in the Xiao Wangzhuang Ancestral Hall, he immediately had an idea and dug a pit for the other party indifferently. Sure enough, there was an ebony box as bait, and Hao Dong almost jumped into the pit and was buried.

And Duan Tingxuan finally got a chance to come here to investigate alone. He was so sharp with his ears. If anyone followed him secretly, he would certainly not be able to hide him. The reason why he still behaves like this is naturally to be careful in case. Some people just look on the opposite side of the mountain, they have to be pretentious, so that even if they doubt, they are not sure that they are coming to detect the death of Long Pingzhang?

So after eating the oil cake, Duan Tingxuan went to check the dismounting situation again. That big dark horse made him cramped with heavy tricks secretly. How can he recover in a moment and a half?Naturally humming Haw said he would rest for a while.Duan Tingxuan pretended to be bored, walked east and west to look around the mountain, suddenly touched the waist, the whole person was stunned, and then hurriedly looked around, as if something had fallen.

After this posture, it was really serious looking.Just as Su Donglou said, things have changed, where is there any clue to wait for him to find?

After searching for a long time, I still didn't find anything. Duan Tingxuan sighed in his heart, secretly, flat and flat. If you are spirited in the sky, give me a little guidance. In the end, what do you find out before you are killed?I know what you must have found out, but what is it?

While nagging in his heart, he habitually akimbo, his eyes unconsciously slowly passing from a distance, suddenly something seemed to flash in his mind, Duan Tingxuan was stunned, and then quickly turned his eyes back, this time carefully Looking around, it was soon discovered that under a large maple tree, a round white stone appeared in the lush green grass.

Duan Tingxuan's heartbeat suddenly sped up a bit, and he quickly pretended to continue to look for something. He walked under the tree, and pulled the grass away, and saw that two stones were erected, and one white cobblestone was across the two stones. On the top, they are arranged in a π shape, because the grass is covered and it is a stone, so no one pays attention to it. It will probably remain in this shape until now.

All of a sudden, Houhou felt that his mouth was a little dry, and his heartbeat was faster, even sweating in his palm.

He remembered that when he and Long Pingzhang were studying in the prefecture, several of his classmates often used white jade to engrave and arrange the shapes at random, and then used the words to combine the situation with the time to guess the mystery, the answer or the poem or the sentence.Wu Qinghu is a master of this way; Duan Tingxuan is quick-minded and often proud of himself; Du Lung Ping Zhang is the least proficient in this way, and each game is the one with the bottom. He is often fined for this.

Recalling the anecdotes of the past, and then thinking that the upright and daring guy has come back to the fountain, Duan Tingxuan couldn't help but a pain in the heart, he shook his hand and held the white stone in his hand. This piece of white stone is oblate and should not rise above the grass, so I came to check it, but I didn't expect that he had detected something, if this is really the clue left by Long Pingzhang's desperation.

The white stone was very smooth. Duan Tingxuan tried his best and did not find any writing on it. He quickly picked up the two stones with white stone underneath. This time I saw a vague pattern in the lower right corner of one of the stones. Not handwriting, but a few undulating lines, this pattern Duan Tingxuan is very familiar, almost every piece of his clothes, cuffs and placket will have this pattern, that is the moire.

Looking up at the maple tree in front of me, there is white stone below, and another stone has a cloud mark in the lower right corner. Is this ... this is the secret word that Ping Zhang has left for himself?But what will it be?Maple trees, white stones, cloud patterns ... Just looking at the literal connection, it is easy to reminiscent of the "Mountain Trip" that was passed down through the ages by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty.

"The stone path of the Hanshan Mountain is slanting away, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. Park and sit in the love maple forest at night, and frost leaves are red in February."

Duan Tingxuan couldn't help murmuring this poem, then looked at the vast mountains and said to himself: "Ping Zhang, is this the clue you left me? Is it something you found, the answer? Just in this poem? What are you going to tell me? Is it a person's name? Or a place? Or what event? "

After thinking for a long time, Duan Tingxuan had to put this stone into his luggage.Looking around again, I was sure that there was no clue. It was already a surprise to receive this hint from Long Pingzhang, so he took a deep breath, looked up at the white clouds in the sky, and said in a deep voice: "Pingzhang, I always I feel that you are by my side, and I think you will never die, so the heroic spirit will not leave, then you will look at me, watch me chase out the real murderer, avenge you, and then expose the Xiangyang King ’s conspiracy to complete your common Wish. Ping Zhang, you must watch and wait, I believe this day will come. "

The big black horse over there did not know when he had stood up. Duan Tingxuan stepped back a few steps, and then turned his horse back on his horse, and rode away to Gusu City.