.In the green mountains and forests, steps extend upwards. Above the steps, one t7 comes out. Through the trees, you can see a blue brick and red tiles under the eaves, with a triple yard. In the last yard, a whistle sound of wind comes, a woman in white is dancing a sword, and the sword light flies up and down like a horse, as if a ball of white light is coming back and forth in the yard, unable to penetrate the needle or water. Even the woman's face is hidden in the sword light, which makes people blurred. However, from the figure, the woman's figure is graceful.

On the steps of the yard, there were two spectators standing, one of whom was dressed and wrinkled on his face. The nun was turning a string of rosary beads on his hands and his lips moved slightly, as if he was chanting Amitabha.

Next to the nun was a young girl in yellow. At this moment, the girl in yellow was also holding a long sword in her hand, looking at the woman in white dancing with envy.

The wind was getting louder and faster, and the leaves on both sides were rustling by the sword wind. A clear sword chant sounded, and the white light in the yard suddenly disappeared. The woman in white had empty hands, and her long sword had been inserted into her waist. There was no sweat on her face, as if there was someone else who danced the sword just now. If Wang Fu was here, he would definitely be shocked. This woman was the woman he met in front of the Ministry of Justice Square almost a year ago, but at this time her men's clothing was changed back to women's clothing, making her look even more white and fluffy without dust.

"Master, how are you practicing with your disciple?" the woman in white said with a smile.

Before the nun could answer, the woman in yellow had already jumped up from the steps and stepped forward to hold the woman in white: "Senior sister, you have practiced so well, if only I could practice half of you."

"Well, it's not bad." The nun nodded, recited Amitabha again, and said, "Yunzhen, you are talented and intelligent. In the five years since you arrived in Ben'an, the nun has nothing to teach. Your father has sent letters to urge you to go home several times. You can pack up your things tomorrow."

The girl's words surprised the woman in white: "Master, the disciple will not leave."

"Amitabha, you are not a Buddhist. You will eventually marry and have children in the future. How can you fall in love with Buddhism? Don't be bothered again and go down the mountain tomorrow."

When the girl said the woman in white did not dare to disobey, so she had to nod: "Yes, master."

"Also, although you are not a disciple of Poinni, your swordsmanship is taught by Poinni. Poinni had to warn you. After going down the mountain, you should not rely on your swordsmanship and martial arts to compete with others, nor should you be the emperor of Xingla. How noble the emperor is, how can you allow you to Xingla? You are just a fool. If you don't change your mind, Poinni might as well kill you with one sword first, so as not to cause disaster to Ben'an and your family."

The girl's words were quite rude. The woman in white was shocked. She didn't expect that she would go down the mountain with her junior sister to Nanjing to know about it a year ago. A year ago, her martial arts skills were not yet perfect. She just walked around the periphery of the palace. Seeing that the palace was very cautious, she brought her junior sister back. This time she went down the mountain. She had the idea of ​​going to the palace to make a breakthrough. But she didn't expect that she would be revealed by her master.

The woman in yellow was just smiling. When she heard the next few words from the nun, her face turned pale. She hurriedly knelt down on the ground: "Master, it's not about the senior sister's business. It's all the disciple who is not angry and insults to his mother. She begged her senior sister to vent her anger for her. The disciple didn't want to kill the foolish king. She just wanted to vent her anger.

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"If it weren't for the reason, Poon Ni would have punished you long ago. It might be absurd when I first started. However, the emperor personally led the army to resist the invasion of foreign races. I don't know how many lives he saved. Now the south is able to enjoy peace. It depends entirely on the emperor's merits. Any mistakes can be paid. You are not allowed to cause trouble for the emperor in the future. Even if you have a thought, it will not happen."

"Yes, the disciple knows." The woman in white lowered her head and responded. The woman in yellow even knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move.

After the nun left, the woman in yellow got up from the ground. She grabbed the woman in white and said apologetically: "Senior sister, I'm sorry. I've been scolded by the master for implicating you."

A smile appeared on the woman in white and touched the woman in yellow: "It's okay, since I recognize you as my junior sister, your business is your senior sister's business."

"Senior sister is so good." The woman in yellow lowered her head and fell into the arms of the woman in white. Her head was still rubbing against the chest of the woman in white. The woman in yellow was cute and cute. The woman in white looked like a god. If a man was present at this time, she would definitely open her eyes from her sockets, hoping to get stuck between the two and enjoy the joy of hugging left and right.

The next day, a woman in white dressed like a Confucian scholar with a long sword in her hand, dressed like a Confucian scholar, stood at the door of the nunnery. She hesitated and walked dozens of steps, suddenly turned around, knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times at the nunnery. After getting up, tears were flowing on her face. She tidied up her clothes, carried the package again, walked down the steps step by step, and never looked back.

What the woman in white didn't know was that she had just walked down the steps. An old man in clothes had already come out of the temple and saw that the woman in white had disappeared under the steps. The rosary in her hand was spinning very fast.

"Senior Sister." The woman in white just walked down and counted

On the steps, a yellow figure suddenly jumped out from the side.

The woman in white seemed to have noticed it, with no frightened expression on her face and said lightly: "Junior sister, are you going to go down the mountain with me?"

"Senior sister, if you leave, I will definitely be suffocated to death if I stay in the temple alone. It's better to go down the mountain with my senior sister."

"You, aren't there twenty or thirty people in the temple? Besides, your mother is there too. Why do you say you are the only one?"

"These people are all stupid, and my mother just recites scriptures every day and ignores me at all."

"Then you can't go down the mountain secretly. If your mother can't find you, I wonder how anxious you will be." The woman in white blamed.

"I have left a letter to my mother. With my current situation, I don't care about me at all." As he said that, the woman in yellow had already turned a little red.

The woman in white obviously was very doting on her and sighed softly: "Okay, then you go down the mountain with me."

"Thank you, senior sister, by the way, senior sister, are we going to Songjiang directly?"

"No, I'll go to Nanjing first."

"Nanjing, senior sister, the master has warned us, let alone the palace is too dangerous, senior sister, we should not go."

"Don't worry, I'll have something else to do when I go to Nanjing, and I won't force myself to break into the palace.

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The woman in yellow breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time she felt full of regret. Her senior sister was absolutely omnipotent in her heart. Without the advice of her master, she would not only not dissuade her senior sister, but also instigated her in every way. For the sake of the people of the world, even if she did not kill the fat pig-like fat man, she could catch her and beat her up.

In Nanjing, there are people coming and going at the gates of each city, which is particularly lively. At the gates, you can often see some scholars carrying packages or bringing servants into the city. There are also teams of strong men, and the ordinary people seem to be less.

It is now early March of the second year of Hongguang, and next month is the day when the imperial examination ceremony is held. The scholars naturally rushed in from all directions, and the recruitment of the new Yulin Guard army is coming to an end. Although the recruitment of the new Yulin Guard recruits is not in the city, many people traveled thousands of miles to Nanjing. Regardless of whether they had recruitment or not, they always had to go around the city, and it would be a waste of time to come to the capital. If the two strokes were added together, the city would not be able to be lively.

Xia Wanchun, Wu Yi, Qian Mo and Du Dengchun stood at the entrance of Taibai Restaurant. Seeing the crowds inside, they all shook their heads helplessly. If there were any customers coming, the restaurant's staff had already come out to recruit people, but now they ignored it.

This is the fifth restaurant they have found. Every restaurant is almost unable to get crowded. When will the business of restaurants in Beijing become so good?

Although the Yulin Guard Barracks are not far from the city, the four of them have not come to the capital for several months. After passing the first assessment, they have been living in the Yulin Guard Barracks for training. Unless they are judged to be unsuitable for the Yulin Guards, or they have to leave by themselves, they cannot leave the military camp. At this point, naturally no one is willing to leave automatically.

However, as the difficulty of the assessment increased, most of the first batch of scholars who passed the assessment at the same time were eliminated. Now the four of them have finally passed the last assessment of the Yulin Guard. Since yesterday, they have officially become one of the Yulin Guards. Xia Wanchun has become a 100-household chief, in charge of one hundred soldiers, Qian Mo has become a team leader, and is under the 100-household chief. Du Deng has arrived at the logistics department in the Spring Equinox, and Wu Yi has gone to the newly established General Staff.

After officially becoming the Yulin Guard, each of them paid three months of military pay, which was considered as compensation for the previous few months, and a month-long holiday. Taking advantage of this month, the nearby Yulin Guards could go home, and soldiers from afar could also ask someone to take the military pay home. I heard that in another half a year, their military pay could be directly remitted to their hometown through the bank, but they had to pay 2% of the remittance.

The three-month military pay is the most ordinary soldiers, and even the most common soldiers have a heavy 15 taels of silver. Moreover, they all have positions. Wu Yi's military pay is the highest, with three months of sixty taels of silver, and Du Dengchun's lowest, less than half of Wu Yi's, only twenty-four taels. However, thinking that Wu Yi is a Jinshi and he is just a scholar, he feels much more balanced.

They officially became one of the Yulin Guards, and had time and money in their pockets. The four of them naturally thought of coming to the city to celebrate. Unexpectedly, they could not spend money. If they could not find a seat, they would probably have to solve their stomachs in the stall.

Just as the four of them were about to leave, a surprise voice suddenly came from the private room upstairs: "Wanchun, why are you here? Come to the second floor."

The restaurant was too noisy. Wu Yi and Qian Mo barely separated. It seemed that the person on the second floor was a female voice. When they looked up, the room was separated by thick curtains and could not see clearly. Xia Wanchun was stunned when he heard this voice, revealing a look of memories. Suddenly, his face became overjoyed, and he said to the other three: "Let's go, let's go up the second floor."

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Chapter completed!