The small village in the deep mountains is very quiet, with only a few naughty children running around on the dirt road, and then sparse snowflakes with their hands.

Young men and women walked along the path together, and children looked around from time to time and laughed. It was obvious that they felt that the usually stern female master looked a little disgusted at this time.

Song Yufu was very thin-skinned and she scolded the children from time to time to start driving them away, then continued to walk with her head down, and did not talk to Xu Buling.

Xu Buling was still thinking about what Lao Master said just now, but most of it was nonsense, but there were two points worth noting - someone who needed four jade pieces was in Jiangnan; someone in Jiangnan might be targeted at him.

Including what Zhu Liu said about other vassal kings rebelling, then it was Song Siming, the king of Jiangnan, and he didn't even have to guess.

Xu Buling suddenly received such news, and he was surprised to be honest. King Song Siming of Wu was in charge of the fish and rice town of Jiangnan. His jurisdiction was the granary of the entire Dayue and the richest place in the world. Among the six Song vassal kings, he and the King of Chu had the largest family business, and there must be capital for rebellion. However, there were no wars in Jiangnan for many years, and there were not many troops garrisons, and his combat power was even soft-legged shrimp, which was not the same species as the Northwest Iron Cavalry.

With more than 100,000 Jiangnan soldiers rebelling, Xu Buling estimated that the weakest Eastern Army in Xiliang could be destroyed, not to mention that the prince of Wu is still squatting in Chang'an, which makes no sense...

Before the incident happened, everything was speculation. Xu Buling could not directly confirm that it was King Wu. I guess the old master was not sure that he did not say the name. Anyway, who was collecting the four jade artifacts was who was behind it. Xu Buling would just record it for the time being.

The village is not big, there are only a dozen families, not even a name.

Xu Buling walked away, and his eyes were placed on Fu Bao next to him again. After thinking about it, he held the little hand that was huddled under his sleeve:

“Is it cold?”

Song Yufu's face turned red and she quickly wanted to pull her hands, but she couldn't pull it out, and she was a little anxious:

"Young Master Xu, you... you are more serious... the village is full of martial arts masters, and you will see it..."

Xu Buling held his little hand and looked at the village:

"Is there any? Where?"

Song Yufu couldn't break free, so she stopped struggling and said softly:

"Really, my grandfather accepted a lot of apprentices, but most of them didn't come out of the mountain. He originally wanted to collect eight apprentices, 'Piano, Chess, Calligraphy, Painting, Swords, Swords and Swords'. The sword and sword were found. The gun was probably you. You are amazing in the Tai Chi Hall, but I asked my grandfather, I can't preach you..."

Xu Buling smiled a little: "Is the sword Mei Qusheng?"

"Well, there are Erhei who uses a knife..."

Song Yufu walked to the near school, pulled her hand out, and pointed her hand at the boy who was still cutting the wood:

"That's him, he is better than the prince."

"Is that true?"

Xu Buling looked at it and was very thin and thin. He was very focused on practicing swords. He did look a little good at it, but in his eyes, he could only say that it felt a bit touching when fighting.

Erhei was very cold and even when he saw the two of them coming, he kept practicing kung fu on his own.

The people in this place seemed to be quite withdrawn, and Xu Buling didn't care. He followed Song Yufu to the small courtyard where he lived. He looked up and saw a little maid like bean sprouts squatting under the eaves with a kitchen knife.

The big white goose was very fat, and was pinched on the ground with its neck, flapping its wings, trying hard to avoid it, while Ah Huang lay beside him and shivered.

Song Yufu's heart was like a deer bumping into her body, and she didn't pay attention to the movement at the kitchen door. She kept her head shut and took Xu Buling into the house.

Fortunately, Xu Buling had a good memory, so he recalled it a little and frowned:

"Miss Song, that goose, isn't it the prince Bai you mentioned?"

Song Yufu said "Hmm?" and just now she wondered why the big white goose that was blocking the road hadn't come out to bite Xu Buling. At this time, she turned her head and looked at her. She was shocked that her little face turned pale and rushed over in a hurry:

"Ah-Doudou! What are you doing! Prince Bai, don't die..."

Xu Buling's face was full of dark lines.

The kitchen knife in Doudou's hand was taken off by the lady and said weakly: "Grandpa said that the prince came from afar and stewed a hen to entertain guests. It's a pity that the hen wants to lay eggs. This goose is so fat and can't lay eggs, so stew it..."

"No stew! You...ah..."

Song Yufu rushed to rescue the terrified white goose. She looked at it carefully and was nothing serious except being pulled a little bit, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Doudou was very innocent and did not allow the stewed goose to turn her eyes to the big yellow dog lying next to her.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ah Huang got up and ran away.

Xu Buling was a little funny, walked up to him and rubbed the silly maid's head:

"Just do whatever you eat and do, there is no need to be so troublesome."

"oh……"

Doudou was a little shy and lowered her head and ran back to the kitchen.

Song Yufu drove the terrified white goose out of the small yard and said softly: "These animals are so smart and spiritual. I teach my children here to study. I always keep them company on weekdays, and they will be gone after eating. It's not that I don't want to entertain you."

Xu Buling naturally didn't mind, and thought for a while: "I just told the old man that I would take you with me when I leave tomorrow and go to Jiangnan with me."

"ah?"

Song Yufu was stunned and frowned and said, "What are you doing in Jiangnan?"

“Proposal.”

"Proposal?"

Song Yufuwen's quiet face turned slightly red, but when she thought about it, she felt something was wrong: "My home is in Chang'an, not in Jiangnan..."

Xu Buling came to the main house, sat down on the chair, and chuckled, "I didn't say I would like to propose marriage to you, I will take you to Jiangnan for a walk."

“…”

Song Yufu pursed her lips and hummed slightly:

"I won't go, the prince will go by himself."

Xu Buling sighed with a little disappointed look: "It's okay, then I'll stay soon." Then he got up and walked out.

Song Yufu was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran to the doorman, opened her arms to block the way: "I've come here, stay for two days before leaving... The village is so boring... Woo--"

Before he finished speaking, his waist was wrapped around his arms and lifted it up a little.

With four lips together, Song Yufu was shocked suddenly, staring at her face that was close to her, her hands froze in the air. After a long time, she slowly placed it on the man's shoulder and responded awkwardly.

Xu Buling let go of his lips, looked at Song Yufu's face flushed but was very serious, and said with a smile:

"Say it, what is the one who will only say to me when we meet?"

Song Yufu licked her lips, looked at her handsome face in front of her, and hesitated for a long time before she whispered like a mosquito:

"I like you..."

It was snowing outside the house, and with a word, it seemed that the world was still, leaving only men and women embracing each other.
Chapter completed!