Chapter 94 Chapter Ninety-Third

Lin Xiaofeng practiced his sword under the tree.In the courtyard behind the bank, there are many trees and flowers, including plum, pine, and bamboo, and there is a deciduous tree such as Chinese pagoda tree and poplar in one place.These trees were planted by the former old owner, and it is said that these deciduous trees were his favorite. When winter comes, the leaves fall one after another, leaving only the bare tree trunk, despite the cold wind and snow accumulation, it always stands proudly.As soon as the spring breeze blows, the pagoda tree and white poplar sprout oily new shoots. The reason why deciduous trees can resist the severe cold of ice and snow is that they can protect their roots well.In order to protect the roots, it sprinkles some of its leaves on the ground with the autumn wind without hesitation. The leaves slowly turn into fertilizers and are absorbed by the roots, becoming a source of regeneration.

Deciduous trees deeply understand that the roots hidden in the soil are more important than the branches and trunks exposed to the ground.When spring comes, the new shoots on the bare branches are very beautiful.The branches gradually grew up and waved their arms to the sky, trying to show their existence.This power comes from the roots. In summer, the lush branches and leaves feel the pain of the scorching sun, but they remain calm.This kind of endurance is due to the fact that the shade of the tree blocks the hot sun so that the water in the roots can be preserved.Despite the scorching sun, the rough branches and leaves always protect the roots that are working hard in the ground so that they can survive and flourish.

The autumn wind dances the yellow leaves, the yellow leaves have no intention, and the autumn wind is passionate. Only the passion for life can bear the ruthlessness of fate. Sometimes the leaves are falling, and sometimes it is lush; I don’t mind suffering from the scorching heat, as long as I can keep the source of life. If you are reluctant to sacrifice, deliberately avoid suffering, and neglect to protect the roots, then there will be no deciduous trees, and there will be no storms in the world, and there will be no new life in spring! Lin Xiaofeng lost his right arm, but his left hand is still there!He is practicing left-handed sword!Just like this deciduous tree, as long as the root of life is still there, it will never fall, and it will get up if it falls.

Lin Xiaofeng recovered quickly, but he has not fully recovered, and the bandage on his right arm has not been removed.However, he couldn't wait any longer, and the sinister opponent would not let him wait.In many cases, time, like money, does not belong to us. When he just lost his right arm, Lin Xiaofeng was also in great pain. He couldn't believe it all, and his heart was so sad that he almost convulsed.Practicing swords can at least make people temporarily forget the pain. He is using this method to try his best to restrain his inner sadness and timidity. Can he really become a left-handed sword?

There is a pair of eyes, looking at Lin Xiaofeng's sword dance from a distance, the eyes are full of worry, concern, relief, and admiration. This person is Yuan Mei.She looked at it for a long time on the second-floor boudoir in the distance.Seeing Lin Xiaofeng fall, get up again, fall again, get up again, I don't know how many times I fell down, but every time I can stand up quickly!Yuan Mei was both heartbroken and happy watching it, and was also impressed and overwhelmed by Lin Xiaofeng's amazing perseverance.Feminine feelings are always poetry. Qin suddenly rushed in panicked and stumbling from outside, and ran towards Lin Xiaofeng.

In order to heal Lin Xiaofeng's arm, and to protect Lin Xiaofeng from new injuries, Qin placed him in her boudoir to recuperate, and temporarily lived with her sister-in-law Yuan Mei.If Qin hadn't hired famous doctors from all over the bank and used the best medicinal materials that he could find, including the unique Tianshan snow lotus in Kunlun Mountains, the thousand-year-old ginseng in Changbai Mountain, the Cordyceps in Tibet, and the five famous antidote drugs in Yunnan, Lin Xiaofeng is now It is absolutely impossible to practice swords under a tree.It's hard to say whether this person is still there.

Qin has always been in a hurry, but she seldom panicked. What happened?Don't be afraid of the sky and the earth, but the lady who has nothing to do is in a hurry, in a hurry? Lin Xiaofeng withdrew his sword, before he had time to wipe off the sweat from his face, he hurriedly asked: What happened?Miss, are you so flustered? Qin ran out of breath: Needle Needle Needle Needle?What's the matter with the needle?Lin Xiaofeng said: Don't worry, just speak slowly. When the breathing was over, Qin stroked her chest and said: The needle came to the door. What?Lin Xiaofeng's pupils almost shrank.

Well, that's right.Qin said: This morning, Needle came to find Xiaoqiu. As soon as we started looking for him, he came to the door by himself?So brave?Lin Xiaofeng didn't believe it. Yes.Qin said: The needle is at Xiaoqiu's place now. No one expected that the needle would come to the door. Xiaoqiu lives in the room where the loophole used to live, and when she woke up in the morning, she saw the needle. The person who got the needle was not a person, but a folded piece of paper representing the needle, which was placed on the bedside. Xiaoqiu was stretching in a sleepy state, and when she opened her eyes, she saw it. Correctly speaking, not only seeing, I also smelled it, because this piece of paper is very fragrant, and it happened to be placed not far from Xiaoqiu's nose.

Xiaoqiu was stunned, her stretched arms stopped in the air, and when she came back to her senses, her first reaction was: did she encounter a ghost? The headquarters of the needle in the haystack is Ah Huang's tavern.It was Qin's suggestion, saying: Empty is also empty, anyway, the property rights belong to Tian Ling'er, so it doesn't matter if you use it.Yu Qi objected a little, thinking that women are not very suitable to go in and out of this kind of place frequently.Qin grabs a sentence: Zhuo Wenjun sells wine, Li Qingzhao has a dark fragrance and sleeves, why can't women drink?Can't get in and out of this kind of place?Yu Qi immediately fell silent.

When Lin Xiaofeng and Qin came, Xiao Qiu was holding a piece of paper, frowning, looking left and right by herself.Seeing them coming in, Xiao Qiu was very happy, and said, "Xiao Feng, come and see." This is a piece of light purple letter paper, on which there is only a flamboyant "kill" word!The inscription is a needle in the painting. The murder needle.Soundless and invisible needles. Lin Xiaofeng was born in a paper-making family in the south of the Yangtze River. He has been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and has special research and experience on paper.Sure enough, he just glanced at it and was surprised: the quality of this paper is very good.

Please say.Ordinary paper is made of flax, called hemp paper.pock?Qin laughed out loud at the side: it must be pockmarked. Ha, of course not.Lin Xiaofeng said: Most of the paper in the Western Han Dynasty used hemp as raw material, and the Eastern Han Dynasty also mainly used hemp paper, which was dark yellow and rough in texture.In Cai Lun's time, tree bark, mainly Chu bark, was used to make paper.At that time, Zuo Bo's paper, Zhang Yi's pen, and Wei Dan's ink were all valuable writing tools.Since then, various bark papers have come out.During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, mulberry paper and rattan paper were invented. Wow, can you make it simpler.Qin is impatient: Just tell me what kind of paper it is. I was about to say.Lin Xiaofeng said unhurriedly: In the Tang Dynasty, paper made from the bark of some fragrant trees appeared again, called fragrant paper.Such paper smells fragrant. You mean, this is parchment paper?Xiaoqiu asked. This kind of paper is much more expensive than ordinary incense paper.Lin Xiaofeng sighed: This piece of paper is worth at least a hundred gold. so expensive?Xiao Qiu couldn't believe it. Lin Xiaofeng caressed the paper with his palm lightly and slowly, as if touching a national treasure: this kind of paper is called silk. Silk?Yes.Lin Xiaofeng said: Before the invention of paper, silk was also used for writing, but due to the high price of silk itself, only a few royal nobles could enjoy it.Although this piece of paper is not silk, it is made of silk as the main raw material.Moreover, this piece of paper is colorful and fragrant, and its texture is fine and dense. It is carefully made by adding purple roses during the production process, cooking, soaking, beating, pouring paper, drying paper, and calendering. He showed everyone the light purple letterhead in his hand: this kind of paper is called Zisi. Zisi, what a nice name.Qin couldn't help being fascinated. Xiaoqiu asked: What does this mean? This purple silk tells us a lot of information.Lin Xiaofeng said: First, the people who can afford purple silk are either princes or nobles, or wealthy merchants, which means that needles are very rich and should have a high status.Second, the needle is a woman, but a woman with taste, because only a woman with leisure and taste will take great pains to make the paper fragrant and colorful. Needle is also a woman like me?Qin is dubious, but also a little like it. Nine times out of ten, I also speculate.Lin Xiaofeng said: There are many differences between her and you, for example, you don't know how to use this kind of paper. Why?Qin said honestly: However, I am really useless. Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said: Because what the eldest lady wants is the pride of drinking in a big bowl and eating meat in big mouthfuls!What is needed is the ambition and courage of riding a horse! Qin's eyes lit up and she smiled. Lin Xiaofeng stared at Xiaoqiu with strange eyes: Third, the needle seems to have encountered some difficulties and is still hesitating. Please say.Xiaoqiu said: Why do you think so? With this kill word.Lin Xiaofeng said: Calligraphy is the reflection of one's own mentality.The character is like a person, this character is deliberately written flamboyantly, but the pen and ink still reveals the delicateness unique to women. He said the last point: Fourth, the needle does not seem to be malicious, it just sends a warning to let us retreat.