Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 137: All the people with a heart are anonymous (two in one)

The snow is like a veil, the night is like a veil, and the streets of Xinzhou are crowded with people.

The Sword Sect opened a branch in a legitimate manner, and you can find out by asking anyone.

Zhao Wumian was wearing a blue shirt, with a sword slung across his waist, walking on the street with his brows slightly furrowed.

What can be confirmed at present is that Dong Yan must have colluded with the Rong tribe, and Lin Daoren, the right chief of the Imperial City Department, focused his attention on the border guard Dong Yulou.

The worst case scenario is that Dong Yulou has already belonged to Dong Yan, and as a border guard, he can cause chaos in Dali with just a little arrangement.

However, according to the intelligence Zhao Wumian has gathered along the way, although the border guards and the Rong tribe have won and lost against each other, the overall situation is relatively stable. The Rong tribe cannot get in, but the border guards cannot fight back either. The overall situation has entered a "see-saw battle" and people are dying all the time.

This actually means that Dali has the upper hand. After all, the Rong tribe has no food, and they are the invading party. As long as they can continue to delay them, they will be defeated sooner or later.

That's why Zhao Wumian came to Xinzhou first instead of going all the way north to the border... It was mainly a matter of convenience. To go to the border, he had to pass through Xinzhou, so it wouldn't be a problem to spend another day to visit Qinfengzhai. Moreover, Xu Ran was also near Qinfengzhai, but his current exact location was unknown.

Thinking of Zhao Wumian, he came to the Jianzong branch. The two guards in front of the door, dressed in fox fur and white clothes, had calm faces, extraordinary demeanor, and a stern look. When they saw Zhao Wumian, they frowned slightly and bowed slightly, "Excuse me, what are you doing here at the Jianzong branch?"

Zhao Wumian took out the sword order of "Sword Here" from his arms. The guards of the branch helm immediately changed their expressions, and their cold and stern expressions turned into a trace of... um, fear?
They immediately chuckled, no longer looking like arrogant swordsmen, "So you are Sword Master Mu's men, please come in."

The same goes for Chu Changdong and the two Sword Sect guards... How terrible is Mu Lier's reputation in the Sword Sect? Why do everyone who sees this token look as if they have encountered the plague god?
Zhao Wumian raised his hand slightly, "No need, I came here just to find the whereabouts of Master Mu Jian and Princess Xiang Zhu, may I ask if you two know?"

One of them raised his eyebrows and answered truthfully: "Master Mu Jian was invited to attend the Four Sects Meeting, and Princess Xiangzhu also went with Master Mu Jian. Now they are both in Xinzhou."

Zhao Wumian was slightly surprised that there was actually news. "What will the four gates be?"

"Qixian Street, Baishou Building... The four major sects have reserved the entire Baishou Building for a meeting. They are discussing the attack on Benwo Hall. I guess they are also discussing how many disciples to send to the border to resist the Rong tribe." The guard recalled for a moment and added:
"Originally, there were only three sects: Jianzong, Xiaoxitian, and Guixuan Valley. But last night, people from Wujitian also came to Xinzhou. When they heard about this, they also joined in. That's why they changed the name to 'Four Sects Association'."

"Xiao Xitian and Gui Xuan Gu are here too." Zhao Wumian muttered to himself, and then another guard continued:
"Xiao Xitian is the leader of Jin. This meeting will be hosted by Master Xuan Cang of Xiao Xitian and will return to Xuan Valley..."

The guard paused, hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "The legitimate princess is stranded in Jin. She studied in Guixuan Valley for ten years before. There is a natural affinity between them, so Guixuan Valley has also sent many disciples to look for her in Jin."

Zhao Wumian understood. The matter of Luo Chaoyan was too serious at the time. In addition, she had no idea that she had fallen completely into Dong Yan's calculations. She just wanted to return to Beijing secretly with the protection of Tie Luosha and his wife, so she did not tell Gui Xuan Gu about it. After all, the more people knew about it, the easier it would be to be exposed.

The master of Guixuan Valley was probably very upset when he found out about this. After all, if Luo Chaoyan ascended the throne, he could also become the emperor's teacher. Unfortunately, Luo Chaoyan concealed her identity when she was studying. In his eyes, she was just an ordinary disciple and he did not give her any special care. Even Luo Chaoyan said at the time that "she rarely met the master of the valley when she was studying, and had never spoken to him."

Therefore, Luo Chaoyan was not familiar with the master of Guixuan Valley at all, so naturally she would not believe him.

Now that the truth has been exposed, everyone knows that Luo Chaoyan once studied in Guixuan Valley. It is reasonable for Guixuan Valley to send people to protect her... After all, Luo Chaoyan is a disciple of their sect. If Guixuan Valley dares to stand against Luo Chaoyan, its reputation in the martial arts world will plummet.

Respecting teachers and honoring the elderly is mutual, and everyone in the world recognizes this truth.

"What kind of trouble did the Benwo Hall cause that caused the righteous sect to discuss encircling and suppressing them?"

"I'm not sure about that." The guard shook his head slightly.

"When will she come back?"

The guard thought about it.
"It's hard to say. This meeting has been going on for several days. Usually, the captain would go to attend. Sometimes he would be back in an hour. Sometimes, during a meeting, a group of people would suddenly rush out with swords and knives. The next day, we would hear that our hall's hideout had been destroyed. Sword Master Mu only came to Xinzhou two days ago. He was invited to go there tonight. This is also his first time there... We two gatekeepers don't know the specific situation over there."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly and bowed, "Thank you both, brothers. I'll take my leave now."

"Where."

The two looked at Zhao Wumian who was coming and going in a hurry, and looked at his back. After a while, they suddenly reacted and asked hurriedly: "We don't know your specific identity yet."

Zhao Wumian waved his hand gently, "Perhaps we will be fellow disciples in the future... It's not clear yet."

When he claimed to be Mu Lier's disciple in front of Chu Changdong, it was actually a stopgap measure to get him as a helper... It was hard to say whether Mu Lier would accept him or not.

Qixian Street, Baishou Tower... Zhao Wumian came here after asking around.

The gathering place of the four major sects sounds respectable and grand, but Qixian Street is actually just an ordinary long street, and it can even be considered a bit dark and narrow.

There aren't many shops on both sides of the street, most of them are vendors selling local snacks such as "knife-cut noodles" and "pao mo".

Wisps of white mist rose up like smoke, mixing with the falling snow in the night sky.

Oil lamps appeared and disappeared on both sides of the street, bringing only a little light.

This long street was a bit deserted. There were coolies in groups of three or four, dressed in ordinary cloth, enjoying a hearty meal after a day's work. Apart from them, there were also the occasional gangsters passing by, carrying swords and knives.

The peddler sat behind his stall, carefully looking after the things he needed to feed his family. When he saw Zhao Wumian, he put on a warm smile.

"Would you like a bowl of hot mutton soup, please?"

"Let's have a bowl of noodles"

The snow fell lightly on the bluestone floor tiles where few people walked. No one shoveled the snow, so it piled up into a thick layer on the floor tiles. When you stepped on it, it made a slight rustling sound and left a deep footprint.

The upright people are not fools. It is impossible for them to hold a simple meeting and make everyone know about it. Baishoulou is just an ordinary restaurant here, but it is relatively closed.

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly and looked around at the stalls, wondering where he could find the Jade Linglong Cake that Miss Su liked to eat. However, this thing sounded very expensive, so he probably didn't find it here.

Thinking of him, he felt a little guilty, thinking that Su Qingqi had given so much for him, but he didn't even have anything to show his gratitude, and he had been busy traveling these days...

Just when he was wondering whether he should buy some food like buns here to bring back for Su Qingqi, he saw several masters who were obviously good at martial arts sitting at small tables of the vendors around. There was food in front of them, but they didn't eat at all. Instead, they would occasionally glance at one of the vendors selling "knife-cut noodles", or look around vigilantly.

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly and looked in the direction they were looking. He saw a girl in a thick plain skirt and a snow-white fox fur coat draped over her shoulders. She was holding a small bowl and putting sliced ​​noodles into her lips with chopsticks.

Judging from her dress alone, one would think that this girl is just an ordinary woman from a wealthy family, but her every move is full of nobility and elegance, and her face is so beautiful that it seems not to be of this world. However, there is always a hint of sadness between her eyebrows, and anyone who sees her would feel pity for her.

Isn’t this delicate girl who looks like Lin Daiyu Luo Xiangzhu?

The daughter of a vassal king actually went out to eat snacks... And at the table next to Luo Xiangzhu, there was a middle-aged woman sitting, leaning against the table with a long sword, and hanging around her waist was a token that was somewhat similar in shape to the 'Sword Order Here', and she was obviously a member of the Sword Sect.

It was estimated that Luo Xiangzhu asked them to watch from all sides in order to prevent these aggressive guards from scaring the boss.

But why did she come out to eat knife-cut noodles? Is the daughter of a vassal king so down-to-earth?

Zhao Wumian pondered and walked towards the knife-cut noodle shop, but after thinking about it, he pulled down his hat and did not plan to tell Luo Xiangzhu his identity... He wanted to ask the princess indirectly as a bystander how she really viewed 'Zhao Wumian'. After all, the fact that Mu Lier misunderstood that he was Xiangzhu's husband was not a small matter, but it was also a big one.

Since Luo Xiangzhu and Mu Lier left Taiyuan, they have been traveling northward from Taiyuan, visiting almost every mountain and every city along the way. It can be said that he has set foot in various places in northern Shanxi and experienced the scenery of northern Shanxi.

But Luo Xiangzhu was not interested in this... She was born mute and had the ability to sense the Nine Bells, so King Yan had taken her everywhere since she was little. Now that so many years had passed, she had left her footprints in most places in Dali, so she was not interested in this matter anymore...

However, as we traveled closer to the north, we saw more and more refugees... The Rong tribe was coming in full force, and it was not easy for Dali to resist them.

The people living near the border were displaced and fled to the south. Then, by chance, Mu Lier realized that Benwotang was still thinking of making trouble at this time.

They disguised themselves as doctors, philanthropic landlords, or Buddhas in some temples to deceive the minds of the refugees, using these homeless refugees as cauldrons that could be thrown anywhere. Occasionally, when they saw someone with good talent, they would recruit him into the sect, thereby expanding their sphere of influence. No one knew what they were seeking.

After Mu Lier destroyed several Benwotang dens alone with a sword, she brought Luo Xiangzhu to Xinzhou, where she was invited by Master Xuancang from Xiaoxitian to deal with Benwotang together... Anyway, it didn't matter where she went to find Jiu Zhong, and she would have to come to Xinzhou sooner or later, so Mu Lier naturally agreed.

This also gave Luo Xiangzhu some rest time. She had been running around and sleeping in the open air these days. She knew some martial arts, but not much. Naturally, her physical strength was not good, so she was exhausted a long time ago. However, she was gentle and well-behaved, so she never complained.

Now that she was at Qixian Street, Mu Lier was having a meeting at Baishou Tower, so she brought her guards out to eat some knife-cut noodles... Luo Xiangzhu had been to Xinzhou when she was a child, and Prince Yan had taken young Luo Xiangzhu to eat the knife-cut noodles at this restaurant. Now, more than ten years have passed, and Luo Xiangzhu still remembers the taste of the noodles here.

Now I am revisiting the old place to reminisce the past.

Mu Lier sent a group of experts to protect her closely. The middle-aged woman next to her was Liu Yeqin, the guardian of the Sword Sect. She was very powerful and a top master. When Mu Lier joined the Sword Sect, she learned sword under her for the first five years... So Liu Yeqin could be considered Mu Lier's teacher.

Luo Xiangzhu was eating the steaming hot knife-cut noodles and wanted to say to Liu Yeqin that the noodles tasted really good and fragrant, exactly the same as they were more than ten years ago, so she should stop being on guard and eat quickly.

However, this paragraph is a bit long, so she has to take out the personal paper and pen to write it down... But she just has to write it, she has long been used to it.

Liu Yeqin looked at the eldest daughter of King Yan who suddenly took out a pen and paper. Her eyebrows slightly raised, but she did not ask any more questions. Instead, she continued to look around coldly. When Luo Xiangzhu finished writing and showed it to her, Liu Yeqin's expression relaxed and she said softly:

"Princess, please eat first. We are discussing important matters here. Although we are not being too ostentatious, we are also not trying to hide our presence. The thieves from our hall may appear nearby at any time, so it is better to be careful... I am not hungry."

Luo Xiangzhu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then she had to eat her noodles faster. However, the group of Jianghu guests in front of her who were also eating noodles started talking:
"Zhao Wumian broke into the palace at night and took the queen hostage with the intention of assassinating her. Now the capital is sealed off and the ground is being razed. I don't know if he has been caught."

"Who knows? Even if they are caught, it will take three or four days for the news to reach Xinzhou across thousands of miles."

Luo Xiangzhu paused while eating noodles... She had heard so much news about Zhao Wumian that her ears were almost callused.

However, Xinzhou did not enjoy the same treatment as the Prince of Jin, which was to have information transmitted quickly over 800 miles. Therefore, both the Xinzhou underworld and Luo Xiangzhu himself only heard the news that Zhao Wumian assassinated the queen, escaped from the palace, and then the capital was sealed off.

Luo Xiangzhu was feeling a little complicated. Zhao Wumian held her hostage and gave bad advice to King Jin, which led to King Jin's horse being snatched away in the street, causing King Jin to lose all face... It was obvious that she was partly responsible for this.

Zhao Wumian entered the palace and took the queen hostage with the intention of assassinating her, which was also a plot of treason.

Although Luo Xiangzhu admired Zhao Wumian's courage in his heart, if there was no convincing reason for these things, it would be concluded that Zhao Wumian was actually a traitor.

After all, he had offended both the Prince of Jin and the Queen, and was clearly not the kind of law-abiding "good citizen" of Dali.

But Zhao Wumian's gentleness and patience when communicating with her, and the words in the letter, always made Luo Xiangzhu feel in her heart that this man was not actually a bad person.

However, once the incident of Zhao Wumian's assassination of the queen came to light, it was no use for Luo Xiangzhu to think well of him.

On one side is his own uncle, on the other side is the traitor who is holding him hostage. It is obvious whose side he should stand on. Luo Xiangzhu can only think that Zhao Wumian's previous gentleness and patience were just a means for him to deceive people, that is, he is a hypocrite... Such people are very common in the world. Luo Xiangzhu traveled all over the world when he was young and has seen all kinds of people, so he is not unfamiliar with this.

But Mu Lier had once asked her if Zhao Wumian was her lover... This made Luo Xiangzhu at a loss, her face turned red and she denied it repeatedly.

Wanting to know why Mu Lier asked this, she just waved her hands a little awkwardly and said that she had misunderstood. After explaining the matter clearly, Mu Lier told her that Zhao Wumian's identity was unusual, but overall he stood on the same side as us... and was a friendly force.

But when asked about the specific reason, Mu Lier kept her mouth shut and refused to tell her... Of course she couldn't tell her, because Zhao Wumian's escort of Luo Chaoyan was a matter of great importance, and Mu Lier admired Zhao Wumian very much. In her heart, she had the idea that if Luo Chaoyan was killed one day, everything would be over, so she quickly tied Zhao Wumian back to Yanyun for protection.

Therefore, Mu Lier's unwillingness to let more people know that Zhao Wumian is the 'Dragon Guardian' is her own 'selfish' desire... After all, the more people know about this, the more difficult it will be to protect Zhao Wumian when everything is over.

Therefore, there was no need, and Mu Lier would naturally not spread this news...even Luo Xiangzhu was no exception.

That's why Luo Xiangzhu felt extremely complicated. On the one hand, all the information from the outside world showed that Zhao Wumian was a traitor, and that he had held her hostage, which led to the robbery of Prince Jin's horse in the street. This was an unforgivable crime. But on the other hand, Mu Lier trusted him very much, and Luo Xiangzhu didn't think that he was a bad person.

A girl's mood cannot be explained in a few words. Luo Xiangzhu can only believe what Mu Lier said for now. She thinks that Zhao Wumian must have some hidden reasons for doing these things. However, she should be on guard. Maybe Mu Lier was also deceived by Zhao Wumian...

Liu Yeqin noticed that Luo Xiangzhu looked strange when she heard the two Jianghu people mention Zhao Wumian, and thought that she was a little worried about this traitor, so she smiled and comforted her:
"Are you afraid of Zhao Wumian? He attacked the King of Jin and the Queen in less than a month. It's obvious that he doesn't get along with the royal family. As the eldest daughter of the King of Yan, you might also be among his targets. It's normal for you to be on guard now. But you can rest assured. No one dares to attack you here. Even if Zhao Wumian shows up here, he will never come back."

Luo Xiangzhu nodded slightly, feeling relieved. At this moment, the sound of footsteps walking on the snow came from far away.

Luo Xiangzhu and a group of guards looked at the sound and saw a swordsman wearing a green shirt and a bamboo hat, with his elbow casually resting on the sword slung across his waist. He walked steadily with a free and easy temperament. Even as he walked in the snow, he had a bit of otherworldly charm.

But Liu Yeqin and the guards were all slightly nervous. The people present were all masters. Just by looking at the way he walked, they knew that this man was terribly strong. Seeing this man coming towards the knife-cut noodle shop, they all held their weapons without leaving any trace, and their hearts were extremely solemn. Luo Xiangzhu couldn't see through the martial arts of the swordsman in the bamboo hat. He just felt that the way he walked was somewhat familiar, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure out who this person was.

Seeing the swordsman getting closer and closer, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Liu Yeqin's forehead. The atmosphere was tense, stiff and murderous.

Luo Xiangzhu didn't even dare to lick the noodles, and fearfully moved her buttocks back towards the chair.

At this moment, the swordsman took out the sword order of "Sword Here" from his bosom, "Don't be afraid, everyone. I am also a member of the Sword Sect. I saw Princess Xiangzhu sitting here to eat so calmly, and I was a little worried about her safety, so I came here to take a look."

In order to prevent Mu Lier from recognizing him, Zhao Wumian used the method of 'transmitting sound into secret' and deliberately changed his voice... After all, 'transmitting sound into secret' is a secret method of circulating internal energy in the throat. This usage can be considered pioneering, but Zhao Wumian is currently unable to imitate the voices of others.

As soon as the sword token of "This Sword" came out, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. This token was Mu Lier's personal token, and there was only one in the entire Sword Sect... If it was stolen, Mu Lier would immediately write a letter to inform the entire sect. Now that Mu Lier did not do so, it only proved that this swordsman did have a very deep relationship with Mu Lier... so deep that Mu Lier gave the token to him.

Liu Yeqin stood up, bowed slightly, and said coldly, "It is possible that Master Mu's sword order can be copied. I would like to check it out. Is that okay?"

The man in green nodded slightly and threw out the sword order.

Liu Yeqin took it, looked it up and down, and rubbed it carefully for a while before finally showing a smile. She let down her guard and threw the sword order back to Zhao Wumian, "The sword order is true... May I ask who you are? I have been in the Sword Sect for more than 30 years, and I have never seen a master like you."

"I was entrusted by Master Mu Jian to go out and carry out a confidential matter. There are so many people around right now, so it is not convenient to reveal it..."

Liu Yeqin frowned slightly, and just as she was about to continue asking questions out of caution, she heard Zhao Wumian say, "The leader of the Pingyang branch, Chu Changdong, should have mentioned me."

After hearing this, Liu Yeqin suddenly realized... Chu Changdong did give a brief summary of the matter of Xiao Xitian and reported it to the Sword Sect. He said that Mu Lier had accepted a disciple outside who was highly skilled in martial arts and swordsmanship, and also gave him a sword order. However, he did not mention the disciple's name and any sensitive details, saying that it was confidential.

So it seems that the new disciple accepted by Mu Lier is this person?
Male, young, wielding a knife, carrying out a confidential mission, skilled in martial arts...all the characteristics are right.

Then this is my disciple’s grandson.

Liu Yeqin was immediately happy and waved to Zhao Wumian, "Come, come, sit over here. Have you eaten yet? I'll order you some knife-cut noodles."

Zhao Wumian and Luo Xiangzhu were both slightly stunned. Why did this middle-aged woman suddenly become so close to him... But Zhao Wumian was happy with it.

He sat down opposite Luo Xiangzhu and shook his head slightly, "No, I have something to ask Princess Xiangzhu, and then I will go to Baishou Tower to find Master Mu Jian."

"What Master Mu Jian? You should call me Master."

"Well...I'll go find Master Mu later."

Liu Yeqin pointed at herself again and said with a smile: "Call me Master."

"Hmm?" Zhao Wumian looked at the middle-aged woman, guessed her identity, and said helplessly, "Grandmaster."

Liu Yeqin suddenly became even happier and smiled.

Then Zhao Wumian turned his gaze to Luo Xiangzhu, his hat slightly tilted.

Luo Xiangzhu sat up straighter, her eyes becoming serious. Although she didn't know why Liu Yeqin asked Zhao Wumian to call her that, she was probably right when she said that.

Therefore, this man in the bamboo hat is his junior fellow apprentice... and since he is her senior sister, he should naturally have the dignity of a senior sister.

But Zhao Wumian asked, "Does Princess Xiangzhu know Zhao Wumian?"

Luo Xiangzhu was slightly stunned, not understanding why this junior brother asked this, but the senior sister always answered questions and met every request.

So she pushed the small bowl in front of her aside, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down carefully: "I know you...what's wrong?"

After writing, Luo Xiangzhu did not show it to Zhao Wumian yet, and quickly added on the paper: "Senior sister is mute and cannot speak. We can only communicate in this way. Don't blame me."

She was worried that Zhao Wumian was waiting anxiously, so she wrote hastily. But when she looked up, she saw that Zhao Wumian was not urging her, but was just waiting quietly for her to finish writing. When she put down her pen, he looked at her to see what she had written.

Luo Xiangzhu was slightly stunned. This patient look and the somewhat familiar figure reminded her of Zhao Wumian.

No, no, no. Zhao Wumian is still blocked in the capital. How could this junior brother of mine be him?

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly and explained, "I've heard Master mention him before. Zhao Wumian snatched a horse in the street and assassinated the Queen. I heard that he also has some unclear connections with Huanzhen Pavilion and Taixuan Palace. I want to catch him..."

Zhao Wumian lowered his voice and said in a secret voice transmission: "Master once said that Princess Xiangzhu and Zhao Wumian seemed to have some unclear entanglement between men and women. Next, I want to arrest Zhao Wumian. If Princess Xiangzhu is really having an affair with him, then I will not go... Princess, don't worry, this is a secret voice transmission, it will not harm your reputation."

Luo Xiangzhu was slightly surprised, but then he felt relieved when he heard that it was a secret transmission. He wrote on the paper: "I have nothing to do with him. If you want to arrest him, go ahead..."

Luo Xiangzhu then remembered that Mu Lier had said that Zhao Wumian was a friendly force, so he couldn't just let his junior brother capture him, so he wrote, "But since he was able to charge from the palace, he must have some powerful skills. Since you are going to look for Master later, ask her opinion."

Seeing this, Zhao Wumian nodded slightly. It seemed that it was a misunderstanding. He would ask Mu Lier later. As a double insurance, this matter would probably be over.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wumian stood up, bowed to those around him, turned around and was about to leave.

From this, Luo Xiangzhu saw the sword that Zhao Wumian had slung across his waist. Although the scabbard was wrapped in black cloth, the handle was exposed.

A hint of confusion first appeared in Luo Xiangzhu's eyes, and then her pupils suddenly widened.

The Wuhen Sword was the sword used by the late emperor during the Jingnan Campaign. However, after he ascended the throne, he placed the sword in the Taiji Palace and never showed it to anyone. As a result, not many people have seen this sword. Even the participants in the Jingnan Campaign have almost forgotten it after seventeen years. What's more, this sword is very famous and there are countless imitations. Among the many fakes, naturally few people can recognize the original one.

But Luo Xiangzhu had lived in the Palace for a period of time and had seen the sword with her own eyes. She also had the ability of photographic memory, so she was absolutely sure that this was the Wuhen Sword that was placed under the Taiji Hall back then.

The person who wields this sword is known to everyone in the martial arts world... Zhao Wumian found the Wuhen Sword from Taiji Palace, took the Queen hostage, and rushed out from among thousands of guards.

Luo Xiangzhu's delicate expression was suddenly filled with disbelief and horror. This swordsman who suddenly appeared was Zhao Wumian himself!

Luo Xiangzhu's heart suddenly tightened and he became extremely alert and cautious. His inner clothes were soaked with cold sweat in an instant.

No matter what Mu Lier said, as long as she couldn't give a specific reason, Luo Xiangzhu should be on high alert based on what Zhao Wumian had done.

She could never have imagined that she would meet Zhao Wumian, the traitor who had held her hostage, here.

At this moment, a young woman covered in snow, wearing a cloth dress and holding a wooden hairpin, came trotting in front of the knife-cut noodle shop. She was holding a small package in her arms, with a pleading look on her face.

She first came to the two heroes closest to the noodle shop entrance and asked timidly in a low voice: "Excuse me, two heroes, are you going to the hero camp at Yanmen Pass?"

The Knight Camp is a place set up by the border army soldiers specifically for the martial artists who want to go out to resist the Rong tribe... The martial artists have martial arts skills but no military discipline, so they are not suitable for joining the army to fight and kill. They can only go out to carry out tasks such as sabotaging logistics and spying on intelligence under the assembly of the Knight Camp.

The two Jianghu people also knew this. Seeing the plain-clothed woman's pleading expression, they took a look at her ordinary appearance and said, "She is somewhat interested in going to the Knight Camp to resist the Rong people. I wonder if the girl wants to..."

The woman looked delighted, but even so, her voice was still soft and weak. She was so surprised that she stuttered a little.
"Little girl, my daughter lives in Puzhou. She will marry my husband in June. He has learned martial arts for several years in the martial arts world and is well-known. His name is Cheng Dahe. He is very good with a knife! He heard that the Rong tribe was blocking the pass, so he set off for the Knight Camp three months ago. He used to send me a letter every month, saying that he had cut off a few ears of the Rong tribe and received a certain amount of reward money.
When I left, the plum blossoms in front of my house were in full bloom, but now they have all fallen, and he hasn’t come back, and he hasn’t sent a letter this month…”

As she spoke, Madam Cheng, who looked about the same age as Su Qingqi, lowered her voice, "I was worried that something might happen to him. I also thought that he didn't even bring a thick piece of clothing when he left, so I sewed a few clothes... I hope that when you two heroes go to the Knight Camp, can you give him this package..."

As she spoke, Madam Cheng handed over the patched small package with both hands, and put on a flattering smile, "I have kept all the reward money my husband sent me. There are 40 taels of silver in the package. Now I will give it all to the two heroes. I only hope that you can send the clothes to my husband, and ask him to write me a letter to let my daughter know that he is still alive..."

Forty taels of silver, and a journey of more than two hundred miles to the Knight Camp to find Cheng Dahe who might have met with an accident, and perhaps also to fight with the Rong tribe outside the Great Wall... This is obviously not a good deal.

Therefore, the two Jianghu people waved their hands and said, "Madam, you should look for someone else. We are not good at martial arts, and we don't really want to go to the Knight Camp."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Cheng's expression changed slightly, and a bit of mist appeared in her eyes... However, she had traveled a hundred miles from Puzhou all the way north to Xinzhou. It was obvious that she had asked questions all the way and encountered many setbacks, so she came here on her own.

Now that she was rejected again, she just silently wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, forced a smile, and bowed to the two Jianghu people. Just as she was about to leave, she saw Zhao Wumian who had just stood up. A glimmer of hope rose in her heart, and then she thought that she had already come to Xinzhou, and she could reach the border by running another 200 miles...

Even if you continue to ask, you will most likely just run into a wall.

She shook her head slightly, withdrew her gaze, turned around and stepped into the snow.

But Zhao Wumian looked at her and said, "I can help you deliver it."

Mrs. Cheng was slightly stunned and looked over in disbelief.

Luo Xiangzhu was just about to write quietly to tell Liu Yeqin that this person was Zhao Wumian. Hearing this, he was a little surprised and looked up.

But Zhao Wumian said, "You have never learned martial arts, and you are a woman. If you want to go from Xinzhou to the border, you have to run more than 200 miles. Regardless of whether you will encounter bandits on the way, your body will not be able to bear it... I have to go to the border, so I will take you there."

Mrs. Cheng's face was full of disbelief, and she even wondered if Zhao Wumian wanted to take the silver in the bag and forget about the matter.

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian leaned his right elbow on his sword, took a few steps forward, took the small package with his left hand, weighed it for a while, and then asked: "How tall is Cheng Dahe? What does he look like? What kind of sword does he use? Tell me all the characteristics."

After that, he took out the forty taels of silver from the package and handed it to the woman, "The silver that Cheng Dahe exchanged his life for... Madam, you should use it to repair the furniture at home, or buy yourself some jewelry."

Hearing this, Mrs. Cheng stared at Zhao Wumian, her eyes instantly turned red, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

She choked up and stammered as she finished describing Cheng Dahe's characteristics. Then she asked in a crying voice, aggrieved, "Young Master, why did you help me?"

"My wife is probably about your age. Madam reminds me of her." Zhao Wumian smiled slightly, put the package behind him, and then said:

"Besides, I was planning to go to the border anyway, so this is just a matter of convenience. It's harmless. But before I go to the border, I have some personal matters to deal with, so I may have to wait a few days. Is that ok?"

Madam Cheng shook her head repeatedly, tears streaming down her face, her nose red. "Young man, it's a great favor that you're willing to help me. It doesn't matter if it's a few days later or a few days earlier. Just do your best."

Zhao Wumian added, "Madam, please take the silver and go back to Puzhou. Otherwise, it would be terrible if Cheng Dahe's letter arrives and you are not here."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian turned around and left the noodle shop, stepping into the snow and night, walking on the snow.

Mrs. Cheng stared at his back, stunned for a moment before she suddenly remembered something and shouted, "May I ask your name? When my husband returns home, I will bring him to visit you."

"All caring people in the world are anonymous... When Cheng Dahe comes back, you can live peacefully with him. There is no need to visit him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian disappeared into the snow.

It was impossible for Zhao Wumian to give his real name in front of Luo Xiangzhu, and there was no need to use a pseudonym at this time.

Liu Yeqin watched Zhao Wumian leave, with a hint of approval between her brows. Then she saw Luo Xiangzhu standing there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about. But she was holding a pen and writing a few words on the paper.

Liu Yeqin thought Luo Xiangzhu had something to say, so she leaned forward to see, "What does the princess want to say?"

Luo Xiangzhu came back to his senses and quickly covered the six words "This person is Zhao Wumian" written on the paper with his lower hand. Then he stood up hurriedly and crumpled the white paper in his hand into a ball.

"Hmm?" Liu Yeqin looked confused.

But I saw that Luo Xiangzhu's eyes were misty for some reason. After thinking for a moment, he took out a new piece of paper and wrote:

"Junior brother is going to Baishou Tower to look for Master... Let's follow him. I'm full."

(End of this chapter)