Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

254, Suiyun

How did the Lord of Langxuan get so many secrets? No one knows.

In the eyes of many people, the Lord of Langxuan is like a god.

He seems to have a special ability to predict the future.

No one knows how Langxuan was established, and no one knows the identity of its owner.

In the world, except Yuan Dongyuan.

Because he saw Yuan Suiyun.

A strange Yuan Suiyun who showed emotions in front of him.

He knows his child best. Suiyun has been blind since childhood. In order not to worry him, he always behaves calmly. He is no different from ordinary children, and even better.

Such an excellent person, but blind.

If he hadn't insisted on participating in the matter of Shi Guanyin for the sake of the righteous way, I'm afraid things wouldn't be like this.

Wen Qiu brought the news that Bat Island sank and Suiyun went there. Yuan Dongyuan thought he was dead.

But he didn't die. He just didn't want to go back to Wuzheng Villa and didn't want to recognize him as an unqualified father.

May 4th.

The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching.

The ancient customs have been introduced from the south to the Central Plains for a thousand years. The customs are nothing more than dragon boat racing and throwing zongzi.

At this time, Wanfu Wanshou Garden sent out martial arts invitations, inviting martial artists to go to Jiangnan for a martial arts competition.

It was probably because of the secret book that Langxuan sent out.

Although the martial artists had said before that they would not practice martial arts. But in fact, facing the temptation of powerful martial arts, there are very few people who are truly ethical and not moved by the outside world.

The lady Jin of Wanfu Wanshou Garden is trying to test the martial arts families.

The best in the world.

I am afraid that this time, the best in the world will not attract the envy of the world, but will make people the target of public criticism.

Yuan Dongyuan wanted to refuse, but thought that this matter was mostly because of Langxuan, that is, it was related to Suiyun, so he could not ignore it.

Qinhuai River was bustling with noise. The smell of realgar wine wafted through the streets. Someone was selling zongzi, zongzi, fragrant and sweet~

The old man, dressed simply but still dignified, walked on the road. The steward behind him led a red-maned horse.

However, even if he was still handsome, he already had white hair on his head.

Perhaps it was just that no one could beat time.

He used to be a hero, riding a horse in the rivers and lakes, taking revenge. When he was old, he realized that the price of being a hero was often unbearable.

Now that Wuzheng Villa has such an ending, do you regret it?

Yuan Dongyuan had no answer in his heart.

If it were twenty years earlier, if Suiyun was not in such a situation, he would probably be able to say with confidence that he had never regretted it.

Now...

He reached out and took a Dragon King mask, his eyes were melancholy.

Many years ago, Suiyun's eyes were not yet blind, his beloved wife was still alive, and his young child was sitting in a carriage. It was also the Dragon Boat Festival. He lifted the curtain and pointed at a Dragon King mask with great interest, "Daddy, Daddy. Sun Wukong went to the Dragon Palace and asked for his clothes. Why did he ask for them instead of robbing them?"

Children speak without restraint, and are extremely innocent, but it is impossible to answer.

Later, the child became blind and his beloved wife passed away. In the next year, he heard people talk about the various dramas of havoc in the Heavenly Palace again and asked Suiyun what he thought...

Suiyun took off the Dragon King mask, put it on his face, and said to him with a warm smile, "The owner's things naturally belong to the owner. It is not a hero to take advantage of others with nothing. It is ridiculous to want to get the treasure without spending a penny."

He tilted his head, and the smile at the corner of his lips was gentle and tolerant, as if he had never been frustrated by his blindness. He took off the mask with his hand and put it back on the mask shop with great accuracy. His every move was not like that of a blind child. He answered calmly, "If there are really bandits who want to steal, rob, and cause trouble, let alone the Great Sage, even if he is really a savior god with both virtue and talent, he will never return."

Since he was a child, he has been unwilling to lag behind others, has an extraordinary demeanor, and is calm in the face of things. This is evident.

Yuan Dongyuan couldn't say that his answer was very correct, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

He could only pick him up, "No one is without mistakes. Although Sun Dasheng made a small mistake, he is a hero."

Yuan Suiyun said "Oh", and he didn't know if he understood the apology in his father's words, "Accumulated soil becomes a mountain, and wind and rain arise. Small mistakes will eventually become big mistakes. If you don't stand upright, how can you deserve the word hero."

After a long time, Yuan Dongyuan finally sighed, "...My son is right."

...

The steward paid the copper coins and followed diligently with the horse. Yuan Dongyuan walked through the streets wearing a mask.

There was still some time before the martial arts competition, so he was not in a hurry to go. It was the Dragon Boat Festival, and it would be best if he could postpone the martial arts competition due to the inconvenience of the road. Although he knew that this was not a good idea.

If possible, he really didn't want to get involved in the disputes in the martial arts world.

The dragon boat race on the river was very lively. The gongs and drums were loud.

There were not many lakes in Wuzheng Villa, and few people rowed dragon boats. The only happy thing in previous years was taking Suiyun out for a trip, but Suiyun couldn't see it.

It was almost noon, and the manager had sent someone to arrange accommodation in advance. He was happy to watch it at this moment, so he didn't interrupt. Since the young master ran away from the villa and pretended to be dead, his master hasn't laughed like this for a long time.

Now seeing the mask, he is very happy.

The steward said, "Master, Wufangzhai."

Yuan Dongyuan took a look and said, "I want sweet ones."

I remember that when Suiyun was young, he liked Wufangzhai's rice dumplings the most.

The steward responded and ran to the shop to pick up a bunch.

…

"Gee! Gee!"

Before seeing the person, he heard a proud shout.

The sound of galloping horses and passers-by hastily dodging mixed with each other.

Yuan Dongyuan looked back and saw a tall and fierce horse rushing towards this side.

The horse in the steward's hand was also a little frightened, but fortunately it was a good horse that had followed Yuan Dongyuan for many years and had experienced some storms, so it was not affected and dragged the steward.

Seeing the horse's hooves getting closer and closer, Yuan Dongyuan narrowed his eyes and was about to take action.

A shadow flashed in the crowd beside him.

Yuan Dongyuan looked closely and saw a woman in a blue skirt raising her long sleeves, which instantly circled the horse's hooves several times. She pulled it with a cold face, and the horse was unstable and was grabbed by her and knocked to the ground.

The man and the horse fell down.

Flowing clouds and flying sleeves.

The man on the horse fell down and rolled on the ground twice, howling like ghosts and wolves.

It took a long time for him to react, and he cursed, "Who are you! How dare you stop my horse! Do you know who I am?"

The girl glanced at him indifferently and said coldly, "I don't know."

"You!"

"I am Murong Qingyu, the head of the Murong family! Do you know Langxuan? I am Langxuan's man. You dare to touch me, you dare to touch me!"

Hearing this, the woman's eyebrows became colder, "Langxuan? Langxuan is not a rich young master riding a horse in the street!" She took two steps closer, kicked the man who fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while, and sneered, "Go tell your father if you have the guts!"

The forest is really big, and all kinds of birds who dare to pretend to be Langxuan's name have come out!

Murong Qingyu, isn't it because Murong Qingcheng died from practicing the magic of wedding clothes, Murong Huanen died of a chronic disease, and Lin Huanyu died of a weak body, so it was his turn as the last blood-related branch of the Murong family and the honorary head of the Murong family.

As a woman, Yuan Dongyuan had never seen such a casual behavior. When he saw her today, he smiled for a while, and then walked over and said very sincerely, "Thank you."

Hearing this, the woman looked up at him and said, "Old sir, you don't have to be polite. Judging from your appearance, I could have stopped you, but I got there first."

"..." Yuan Dongyuan turned around and smiled at the steward.

"I know a little bit about Langxuan. Langxuan will never accept such a scum."

The woman raised her eyebrows, "Not bad, not bad. Great minds think alike."

"It's rare to see a girl like this today. The world regards Langxuan as a scourge, but there are still people who protect it. In this way, I can rest assured."

She curled her lips and said disdainfully, "Since the establishment of Langxuan, there has been no illegal behavior. It has not trafficked people, nor has it been involved in grudges. In the past, some people wanted to put the blame on Langxuan for the cases where the real culprit was unknown. The crusade was finally slapped in the face by evidence. It was neither reasonable nor could it be suppressed by force. But it could only be jealous of others. Since Langxuan leaked a large number of secret books a few years ago, the existence of Langxuan by various sects is like a gourd with a sawed mouth, which is really boring. "

Yuan Dongyuan: "What is the relationship between the young lady and Langxuan?"

Hearing this, she saw the slightly expectant expression on Yuan Dongyuan's face, and suddenly smiled, "What is the connection between the old man and Langxuan?"

"..."

The two looked at each other, and did not speak. After a long time, they seemed to have guessed something while looking at each other, and seemed to have no idea of each other, and laughed for a long time.

Yuan Dongyuan took the rice dumpling from the steward and handed it to her, then stopped smiling and said seriously, "Miss, you saved me out of righteousness, but I have nothing. Take this as a thank you."

Li Lanxiu was not polite, and didn't care that he said he had nothing while leading the horse. She took it casually, "Sir, it's kind, Lanxiu won't be polite." She turned around with the rice dumpling, and didn't look back. She waved her hand very casually, "Then, see you in the rivers and lakes."

...

Night.

Li Lanxiu rode her horse straight up to Langxuan.

Ginkgo: "Why did you come back suddenly? Where is your father's sister?"

Li Lanxiu dismounted, holding the zongzi and asked, "Hongxiu?" She thought for a moment, "She's probably still questioning Su Rongrong about the murder of Midnight Orchid."

"Oh." Ginkgo nodded and pointed at the zongzi in her hand, "Sweet or salty?"

Lanxiu smelled it, "Sweet."

Ginkgo said, "Bring it here. Ding Feng and I... We used to live in the south, so we're not good at making sweet zongzi, and I don't know if the young master likes it. Anyway, I'll send them all to the young master. It's your gift to the young master for the Dragon Boat Festival this year."

Lanxiu: "Hey? Dragon Boat Festival?"

"You just had too much fun outside, and tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival." He came back just in time.

"By the way, where did you buy this zongzi?"

Lanxiu said, "I saved an old man on the road, he's a nice guy, he gave it to me." Anyway, if he speaks for his own young master, he's a nice guy.

"…Is it not poisonous?"

"Sister Ginkgo!"

"Just kidding."

The two ran away after laughing all the way.

…

Ginkgo was worried, so she came over to ask for information. She learned that the zongzi was from that person, and sighed in her heart.

The next day, she still brought a plate of various zongzi to the table.

Even the zongzi from Wufangzhai did not make him frown.