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Chapter 1077 Nan Jiaojiao, we are home

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    Poinsettia glanced at Nan Baoyi, was silent for a moment, and finally suppressed her temper: "This is the only way. If Ayan doesn't believe it, then there is nothing I can do!"

    Jiang Suihan looked left and right, and cautiously advised: "I also hope that Nan Xiaowu will wake up soon. Brother Xiao, there is no other doctor in the world who is more powerful than the national master. If you don't believe him, how can you still"  Who do you believe? Since he said it is the only way, we have to try it no matter what"

    Xiao Yi hugged Nan Baoyi and said nothing.

    A dark glint flashed across the dark eyes of Danfeng, and he suddenly whispered: "No, there is another person whose medical skills are no worse than himeven, even better than him."

    Jiang Suihan was curious: "Who is it?"

    Xiao Yi said one word at a time: "An old Taoist priest from Jinguan City, Nan Jiaojiao's master."

    At that time, plague was rampant in Jianmen Pass, and the problem was finally solved by relying on the secret recipe left by the old Taoist priest.

    He swept away the gloom and irritability of the past few days and laughed: "I was so confused that I left the reincarnation of Hua Tuo alone and actually attracted those incompetent barefoot doctors!"

    Jiang Suihan pursed his lips.

    Why do you feel like you are being understood?

    Xiao Yi did not bother to put on his clothes and shoes, and hurriedly walked out of the palace: "Pass on my decree, immediately prepare the convoy to return to Jinguan City! Tianshu will set out to clear the snow immediately, and I will arrive in the southwest within half a month!"

    "Go back to Jinguan City" Jiang Suihan sighed, "I haven't been back for many years, and I want to take Ah Lou there to have a look. Imperial Master, do you want to go with me?"

    Poinsettia fiddled with the whisk, with an unpredictable expression on her face.

    The light and shadow in the inner hall were dim, and his facial features were shrouded in confusion. Jiang Suihan looked at him, and somehow felt that he was like a colorful clay statue in the Taoist temple, which was inexplicably scary.

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    This time when they returned to Jinguan City, the Nan family also followed Shengjia.

    Because the wind and snow melted, the official road became smoother and smoother as we went southwest. We traveled slowly and hurriedly under the stars, but we actually arrived at Jinguan City during the Lantern Festival.

    The carriage is spacious and warm.

    Xiao Yi hugged Nan Baoyi, opened the curtains and looked at the scenery outside the city.

    The first month has not yet come out, and there is still white snow between the mountains and rivers, but among the withered grass and branches beside the official road, a few green buds are quietly sprouting.

    It¡¯s already the beginning of spring.

    His stern expression finally softened a little.

    He looked at the little girl in his arms and whispered: "Nan Jiaojiao, we are home."

    Nan Baorong and Song Shining packed up their ancestral home early in the morning and went out of the city to greet him with tears of joy.

    Returning to Nanfu in a lively manner, Nan Guang was already in tears. Looking around the familiar scenery of the mansion, he sighed: "It's better to go home. No matter how rich Chang'an is, it's better to be happy at home!"

    After a brief exchange of greetings, Nan Baorong looked warily in the direction of Chaowenyuan, pulled Nan Baozhu aside, and whispered: "You wrote in your letter that something happened to Jiaojiao I heard that Jiaojiao also came back this time.  Jinguan City, but I only saw the emperor¡¯s carriage, but I couldn¡¯t see Jiaojiao What happened to her? "

    Nan Baozhu is speechless.

    She said: "It's a long story. I'll talk to my sister in detail when we settle down."

    While everyone was busy packing their luggage, Xiao Yi was not idle.

    He settled down with Nan Baoyi and broke into the guest room where Poinsettia lived alone: ??"Which Taoist temple is the old Taoist priest in now?"

    Poinsettia¡¯s forehead veins jumped and she said angrily: ¡°What¡¯s the ¡®old Taoist¡¯? That¡¯s your master!¡±

    Xiao Yi said expressionlessly: "Take me to see him."

    Poinsettia pinched her eyebrows.

    He is a disobedient and unfilial disciple, and I am afraid he will not be well trained in this life.

    He picked up the fly whisk as if he was defeated: "Follow me."

    The two of them, one riding a horse and the other riding a green ox, headed straight towards Qingcheng Mountain.

    The scenery of Qingcheng Mountain is still the same as yesterday.

    Xiao Yi was eager to see the old Taoist priest, but somehow, when he saw the vast mulberry fields and farms, his anxious heart calmed down inexplicably.

    When Nan Jiaojiao was still young, they lived together on a farm near Qingcheng Mountain.

    The little girl is delicate and slender, but she imitates the peasant woman. She also wears a floral headscarf and a collared sleeve, revealing two thin, tender and white arms, and follows the steward to inspect the mulberry fields.

    At that time, she wanted to marry Jiang Suihan.

    During the Dragon Boat Festival dragon boat race, he was jealous, so when she and Jiang Suihan were getting tired of each other, he deliberately shook her off the dragon boat, but she didn't notice his intentions and didn't know??See what kind of twisted and dark possessiveness her brother has towards her, and she still stupidly continues to please him

    And he enjoyed the flattery until he couldn't help himself.

    He, Xiao Yi, is really not a good person.

    Xiao Yi held the reins tightly and raised his head to gaze at the distant top of Qingcheng Mountain.

    Danfeng¡¯s eyes were filled with hope.

    When the little girl wakes up, he will take her to Qingcheng Mountain again, take her on the dragon boat again, tell her all the secret thoughts that he never told her back then, and give her the pampering that he failed to give her back then.  , give her double every penny.

    Xiao Yi curved his thin lips.

    He clamped the horse's belly, and the Zhaoye Jade Lion who sat down ran faster.

    Poinsettia followed behind on a green bull. She was so anxious that she still looked like a fairy. As she chased, she scolded: "You damn bastard, you can't see that the master is riding a bull?! Can you run slower! Dog?"  Xiao Daoyan, wait and be my master!"

    No matter how hard he pushed the reins, the green bull just let out a long "moo" when he sat down and continued to stroll leisurely in the fields.

    Xiao Yi galloped all the way to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

    He tied his mount to the tree, looked up at the bluestone steps leading to Laojun Pavilion on the top of the mountain, and stepped up without hesitation.

    Back then, Nan Jiaojiao was alone and went to Laojun Pavilion at night to pray for him.

    He knew she was deliberately showing off, but every time he thought about it, his heart still burned.

    Now, for Nan Jiaojiao, he is willing to put down the airs of an emperor and climb these tens of millions of steps to seek help from the Taoist priest who looked down on him in the past.

    It was the Lantern Festival, and people were reunited at home. Qingcheng Mountain was deserted, and no one went to the mountain to pray. The pines and cypresses on both sides of the steps were lush, and there was some fine snow piled under the trees. As he walked along, he thought about the time he had with Nan Jiaojiao.  The scene of going down the mountain together.

    At that time, she was holding an orange lantern and skipping ahead.

    But in his heart, the flame of the lantern cannot beat her. Her figure is the only light in the mountains and plains. When it falls in his eyes, it is like a river of stars.

    "Nan Jiaojiao"

    He murmured the name of his beloved and looked up at the Taoist temple directly in front of him.

    The magnificent Laojun Pavilion reaches directly into the sky. There are incense candles in the three-legged bronze cauldron in front of the view, and several Taoist boys are playing and playing.

    He bowed slightly to Laojun Pavilion and walked straight inside.

    The Taoist priest in charge of Laojun Pavilion, after hearing Xiao Yi's intention of coming, said sincerely: "Master became immortal years ago, you are late."

    Xiao Yi¡¯s face instantly darkened: ¡°What did you say?!¡±

    The Taoist priest was startled.

    He took two trembling steps back, thought of something, and asked as if grasping a life-saving straw: "You, your surname is Xiao?"

    "how do you know?"

    "That's it!" The Taoist priest immediately beamed, "Before the master passed away, he said that a donor named Xiao would come to him. He specially prepared something for Pindao to hand over to you."

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