Legend of the Demon Emperor of Kyushu

Chapter 66 Yin Changqin (4)

Spring of the 22nd year of Zhenping

Tianshan Mountain is full of spiritual energy, Kyushu is famous, and April is the season when herbs grow.Just after dawn, Qi He'er, carrying a medicine basket on his back, went up to the Baiyao Peak of Tianshan Mountain to collect medicine.

Spirit grass grows vigorously all over the ground, spreading out a piece of vitality among the snow-capped peaks.Qi He'er specially picked the bright red and brightest medicinal herbs into the basket, such as Yang Shou Wu, Shao Shao Cao, and Zhu Rong Hua.

The mountain wind is strong, and the heavy medicine basket is carried on the slender shoulders, swaying in the ditches, and the thin body is like a white reed off the ground, trembling and bumping in the mountains.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from a high place, with its back turned to her, with profound spiritual power.Qi He'er raised his head and covered his eyes and looked over. At this time, the man also turned his head. He was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a slightly stooped figure, rough skin, and deep-set eyes.The most eye-catching thing is wearing a big bamboo hat.

"Shi Weng...Uncle?" Qi He'er said in surprise when he saw the man's face clearly.

"Miss from the Qi family." The man was also slightly startled.

Even Yin Changqin, who is as proud as before, has seniors in Tianshui City who he respects, and this stone man is one of them.

As one of the best figures among the court mages, Shi Weng has an upright character and has never been a loner in the court, and he did not add insult to injury when Yin Changqin was convicted.So Yin Changqin has always had a good impression of this man when he talked about it.

However, people from Tianshui City appeared near Jianyue Town, which in itself was not a good signal.

Shi Weng glanced at Qi Heer's medicine basket, and said first, "Are you still taking care of the third son?"

Qi Heer nodded: "Yes. Why did Uncle Shi Weng come to Tianshan?"

Shi Weng patted the basket next to him, and there was a sound of stones colliding inside, and said: "Collecting stones. You have to pick the things that protect your life, so you can rest assured."

It was only then that Qi He'er realized that Shi Weng practiced stone refining, and there are many spirit stones on Tianshan Mountain. It is indeed reasonable for him to come to Tianshan to quarry and practice. The encounter with him should be accidental and has nothing to do with Yin Changqin.Only then did I feel relieved.

So the old and the young sat down and chatted together.An old acquaintance in a foreign land.Qi He'er asked about the Qi family in Tianshui City, and Shi Weng also asked about Yin Changqin.

"Your family is very good, and so is your father... so good that I don't even want to see his old face... The medicines you picked are very angry. I heard that the third son was disabled because of the cold poison. It really is so. What's going on... isn't it all right now?"

"No... It's been three years. Recently, the cold poison has been forced from the legs to the hands, and it is difficult for you to move your wrists." Qi He'er said, his eyes turned red.

She was talking about Yin Changqin's real illness, and she was talking about words that could be passed on to Tianshui. These words could reassure some people in the city.

"I see." Shi Weng turned his gaze to Qi He'er, "But you're not much better, are you?"

Qi Heer's pupils condensed slightly, followed by coughing twice, and said, "This is my own business."

"Your skill is not deep at all, and you have exhausted it to such a degree, is it to help the third son expel the power of the medicine? The foundation has been damaged, and if you continue like this—"

"Senior, be careful! This is He'er's own business." Qi He'er shouted in a clear voice.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff.The two were relatively speechless, and the only sound in the wind was the chirping of insects.

"Ho-"

Shi Weng suddenly sighed, then looked up to the sky and said:

"How long have you known him? When he was two years old, I helped his teacher pick a moon blessing stone as a gift for his birthday. Later, he went to Taiyin Peak to learn Taoism. I come to Tianshan to quarry stones every year, and occasionally go to see it. He. But when he was in trouble, I didn't think I could save him."

"Before you came here, I only knew that you were a little girl who liked to listen to San Gongzi playing the piano, but there are at least a hundred young girls in Tianshui City who like to listen to him playing the piano. The girls are all vying to see San Gongzi more. At first glance, it can be said that a hundred flowers are blooming. By the way, do you know what you look like inside?"

Qi He'er was startled when he heard the words: "What does it look like?"

"Tumi." Shi Weng said: "Because 'it's time for Tumi flowers', it is the last flower in spring. Yin Changqin has become a useless person. Spring has passed in his life, so all the flowers have withered , and you drove to the end."

Qi Heer's body trembled, and displeasure welled up on her brows. She was more sensitive to the word "useless" than Yin Changqin.

But Shi Weng ignored it completely, and continued: "It's a pity that spring is always just a dream, it will always pass, and there is a time for Tumi to thank you. If you refuse to wake up from the dream, you want to die with him in the past In glory?"

"No!" Qi He'er said firmly, "Young Master, he is not a useless person!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because the young master's illness will be cured! Young master, he is an amazing person, young master, he will not die like this!"

Qi He'er shouted and stood up, panting.

And Shi Weng looked at her silently, examining her eyes.

Qi He'er seemed to know that he had lost his composure, so he sat down silently, and after a while, said softly: "Senior, do you like studying stones very much?"

"Hi. Put things on the side of the road that no one will take a second look at. I think they are pitiful, so I am willing to spend more time with them."

"When I was young, I liked singing very much."

Qi He'er sat in the turbulent grass waves, raised his body slightly, took a deep breath of the dry mountain wind, and said in a gentle voice:
"At that time, there were several outstanding singers living in the family, and I secretly learned from them.

I remember at that time, half of every day was like living in a dream, always thinking about learning new singing methods and making up innovative lyrics, but I was always confused when doing things, and made many things go wrong.

Later, my parents found out, and my father said that singing is a cheap profession, and he didn't let me sing, so I stopped singing.

Later, I met Mr. Changqin at King Yi's spring banquet.At that time, King Yi and the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty were listening to him playing the piano in Xieshui Garden, but no one cared about his piano sound. Sometimes it was like a bird flying in the nine heavens, and sometimes it was like a feather floating with the clear waves.

Obviously everyone was smiling at the banquet, but the sound of his piano would suddenly be as sad as snow drifting into the Tianshan Mountains.At that time, I immediately understood that in the son, there are qualities that truly belong to an excellent musician. "

"Oh? I heard that the music must conform to the etiquette system, but what you said, isn't this self-willed? You said he is an excellent musician?"

"Yes. The young master pays more attention to listening to his own inner voice than the reaction of outsiders. Therefore, he can play the piano music that belongs to this world like no one else at the banquet where everyone is watching.

Xieshuiyuan can't restrain the young master's mind, and neither can the palace. The young master is taking in the weather from the wider world. "

"Are you trying to say that you once had the potential to be such a musician, but you gave up, and Changqin made this possible?"

Qi He'er paused, and nodded with some difficulty: "Yes. The young master is from the royal family, so he must have suffered more obstacles than me, but the young master has lived up to his talent.

I have always thought this way, talent is a gift from heaven to people, but it is also a curse at the same time.It will make people rely too much on it, and they can't see that they have other paths. Therefore, the essence of talent is a test from heaven.

Only the strongest people can finally turn their talents into masterpieces.The son is the one who has completed the test given to him by the heavens, but he has not had time to become famous in the world, how could he die like this?At least...Young Master shouldn't just die like this! "

Shi Weng looked at Qi He'er with a surprised expression. At this time, the mountain was covered with golden red spring light, soaking in the tops of grass and forests, and infiltrating the hidden village houses below the mountain. The woman's firm face seemed to be bathed in divine light.

"Uncle Shi Weng, thank you for being willing to listen to Heer's gossip." Qi Heer looked back and smiled:

"Near our town, there happens to be a Tumi Flower Valley. The flowers have bloomed recently. I have always wanted to take you to see it, but you are not in a good mood recently.

However, I will definitely take my son there.If you are interested, you might as well take a look.The flowers there are very good, as if they will never bloom. "

"Ah - good." Shi Weng replied.

Qi He'er stood up, intending to continue collecting herbs.Shi Weng hurriedly stopped her: "Wait!"

Qi He'er stopped in doubt, only to see Shi Weng took out a book from his arms - "Shen Nong Baicao Jing", and handed it to Qi He'er:
"Hearing what you said, the old man also felt a lot. Take it, this is a rare book in the Tianshui Bookstore. You may be able to use some medicine for the third son. You might as well do some research. The old man will come back to get it some other day. .”

"Thank you Shi Weng." Qi He'er took the book, bid farewell and left after a few polite words.

Shi Weng stood still for a long time, until the wind from the snowy mountains sent the bird back to its nest, and suddenly bowed its head and said to itself:

"Old Daoist Tianyun... You are really good at counting people."

(End of this chapter)