The eldest grandson Xiaochi held the door curtain on his shoulder, his head had already drilled out, one foot in the door and one foot outside the door, hearing this, his body froze, and he smiled: "Well,."

"No, I don't. Shui Yanxiang hurriedly called, and there was a kind of axle brake tightening in her voice,

The eldest grandson smiled and did not move,

After a while, he smiled and said, "That's fine." ”

The fragrance of water seemed to be brewing in the dark, and after a long while, he said slowly: "Xiao Ai, you have just passed the year of establishment...... In the second half of his life, do you really want to do this, fishing for a lifetime? ”

The eldest grandson hesitated for a moment: "What did Brother Chang say to you?" ”

"It has nothing to do with him. Shui Yanxiang said, "Xiao Ai, it's just my pleasure that you don't want to be the pavilion master, and you gave away the 300,000 taels of silver, and I don't blame you, but now we ...... this day."

"I understand......" The eldest grandson was about to continue, Shui Yanxiang interrupted: "You want to say that the food is the belly, the clothes are to cover the cold, the more you pursue enjoyment, the farther away from the original purpose, don't you, you want to say that life is a dead end, even if the meal is delicious, it is just to drink to quench your thirst, and the daily silk is changed, it is nothing more than the contempt of the mediocre, the red dust is rolling and it is difficult to reach the breeze and bright moon at this time, and the camp is quiet and leisurely, isn't it." ”

"Xiao Xiang. The eldest grandson Xiaochi's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked out the window sideways: "Think about it, how much you and I longed for such a starlight and moonlight, the village pastoral, those longings, oaths, and love words, do you remember, people are in the midst of prosperity, they have the idea of being out of the dust, and when they are really quiet, they will inevitably feel lonely...... You are a lively character, I know, housework, I was careless, and I will ...... in the future."

"It has nothing to do with those. ”

Shui Yanxiang raised her voice suddenly, as if she was frightened, and in a trance, she lowered her head slightly in the dark, and her voice weakened again: "I don't want those trivial things to kill you...... A dignified man, carrying water, chopping wood, fishing, and washing dishes every day, what kind of hero is it...... is it" [Xianmo: What is a hero, here is appropriate to look at the words of Shuangji in the later text,]

The eldest grandson smiled and smiled: "What kind of sword hero, it's just a noun, you and I are both human, ordinary, with hands and feet, nose and eyes, you should fold the quilt when you get up, and wash the dishes after eating, what's wrong with this [Xianmo: You have entered the Zen realm], hehe, you shouldn't be in love with the word 'hero', not the 'me' in front of you, [Xianmo: The Buddha in Zen is a dry, it is to break the noun, break the noun, then the hero is not me,]"

The water is suddenly quiet,

The windows of the inner and outer rooms divided the moonlight into two streams, sprinkled on her back, and also sprinkled on the face of the eldest grandson Xiaochi, and the silence was like the darkness between the two, forming a shadow wall in the room that was as deep as an abyss.

"Look at me, I'm always raising the bar with you. As if to break the embarrassment, the eldest grandson smiled slowly, and turned around [Xianmo: I only turned back here, I had been talking with my back to Xiaoxiang before, not disrespectful, but knowing that Xiaoxiang was not allowed to take the lamp, the reason was that some words could not be said to the face, so I simply did not turn around, did not show you the face, it is a small thoughtfulness with tsundere elements, secretly sandwiched with a small awkwardness, so that the small sex is different, no wonder invincible,]: "If you are bored, let's leave here, go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and enjoy the scenery of the world, okay." ”

There is no sound in the fragrance of the water,

"Xiao Xiang,. The eldest grandson Xiaochi wanted to say something, but suddenly heard the sound of "brushing",

Where the wind blows, a thing falls to the ground, and the bones roll down at his feet, and when he looks at it by the moonlight, it is a half-open, thin-white-skinned human head, which is the follower of the tax official in the town.

Shui Yanxiang: "When you sold fish, Xiao Chang was in a nearby inn, condescending, at a glance, he had already told me what happened today." ”

The eldest grandson looked at the head with a smile, and his face turned cold: "This person is not guilty to death." ”

"It doesn't matter. Shui Yanxiang said, "The important thing is to be a person with blood and heart, [Xian Mo: Si Jiajing's words at the tomb of Concubine Jing, combined with here, it can be seen that Xiao Xiang is really the kind of person who does not fight for steamed buns and mouth, this kind of person is not afraid of hard life, but is afraid of living a nest, so he will never be obedient, the poem on the wall of the mouth is Xiao Xiang's true mentality, true blood, poor Xiao Xiang is a heroic liver and gall, and she is taken off into a daughter's body, "hate" three words, you can really kill,]"

The eldest grandson Xiaochi appeared in front of his eyes a stall of white bright vermicelli stained with black mud and sewage, and felt that his heart seemed to be turning black, heavy, and sinking.

The house is as quiet as death,

I don't know if it's a moment or a lifetime, [Xianmo: A lifetime can be decided in the next moment, so a moment is a lifetime,]

Shui Yanxiang said: "Do you know what Brother Xiaochang said to me." ”

The eldest grandson Xiaochi's neck turned slightly towards her, indicating that he was listening,

Shui Yanxiang: "He said: Sister-in-law, the eldest brother can choose not to be a hero, but he can't help but be a man." [Xianmo: Xiao Chang has always been rough, but to the girl, he has never been rude, just imagine if he can really say this, [Xian Mo Second Commentary: In the nineteen films, Yan Xiang sings double stage operas in the hall, and Xiao Xiang criticizes that none of the poems are men, you can know what his criteria for judging men are, men who are not men, can they be husbands, this problem is already quite serious,]

Clear light road, tree shadows wandering,

The ground still retains the warmth and humidity of the southern style, and the oncoming breeze has already caused a little bit of autumn coolness.

Chang Sihao rode all the way back to the town inn, handed over Sanhe Lihua to the shop companion to prepare grass to drink, went upstairs by himself, and sat by the window again.

Longqing's letter has been handed over to Shui Yanxiang, if she can persuade the eldest grandson to come out with a late heart, then before noon tomorrow, the two will meet at this inn and go to Jiangnan hand in hand.

Although his retirement is a betrayal of his old brothers, I believe that the years and friendship that fought side by side are still in each other's hearts, after all, he was once so loved by the so-called invincible, and even Himenodairi as a rival respected and obeyed him.

It is often said that invincibility is loneliness,

But he seems to be different,

Not only is he not lonely, but on the contrary, there are a large number of happy heroes around him.

Friends are friends, enemies are also friends, such invincibility is light to say, how many people can do it,

With him coming forward, things will definitely take a turn for the better, and the person who thinks like this is not just Longqing, but,,

Will it come,

Looking away, the clouds are outside the stars, and the moon is in the center of the sky. Xian Mo: calligraphy, according to common sense when the stars are outside the clouds, how can the clouds go to the stars, the clouds are outside the stars, the clouds are the main, and the clouds are not written, the starlight is through the clouds, when the autumn air is refreshing, the night clouds are thin as seen, so write the starlight, the real is still writing the clouds, do not write the clouds, and the clouds are thin as gas, do not write the starlight, and the stars are through the people, the night is clear and bright, the night is clear, the night of August 14, Si Ming night should write the moon, but here the moon is in the heart of the sky, it is really set up for the rhyme, to line the nebula ear, as the saying goes, the moon is the main, the star is the guest, the author here writes the nebula-based, the moon is the guest, it is abnormal, why, the heart of Xiaochang is not on the moon of the eldest grandson, but cares about whether he can influence the large number of people around him who have been happy with him, the stars hold the moon, Xuanyun supports the moon, the moon is the focus, but it is not the focus of this article, and the considerations of the Wendong Factory are the same,]

At this time last year, he and Qin Langchuan were still on their way to Datong.

I still remember that I once wrestled with Unqi in the Tatar camp, and after winning, I asked the third lady Zhongjin to keep his promise,

Women will regard the man they love as the whole world, and men often regard women as decorations and vassals of success.

I bet on this bet because I knew that although I was a great Khan's wife, I loved one Zhong Jin alone.

And in the heart of the eldest grandson Xiaochi, there is only one water and fragrance,

I hope that the spring breeze can turn into rain, and don't turn cool with the autumn air,

The next morning, I pushed the window, there was a little tide between the skin, looking downstairs, the fog filled the streets and alleys, the green eaves were deep, and the white walls were lightened [Xian Mo: Southern architectural characteristics, looking at the fog, not seeing its roots, such as floating on the clouds, it is the most beautiful], covering the diffuse, making people feel like falling into a dream in the water town,

After washing up and having breakfast, he pulled a chair in the tea shed outside the inn, and waited quietly while tasting tea.

The sounds of opening the door, picking the board, and greeting each other are symphonic, and the dim sum shop, steamed bun shop, and tofu shop are ...... All kinds of shops are hanging flags, and the flags are hanging up, and the pretense of the pretense has started a day's life, [Xianmo: Those who have stalls are all "sitting merchants", and it is not as diligent as getting up early to sell vegetables,]

The stall selling fish was empty, and occasionally the buyer inquired, and the surrounding vendors shook their heads, and the fourth sister shouted at the other side: "Why, Sun Xiucai hasn't come out of the stall today." Gouzui Sun smiled: "Cough, he fished for three days and dried nets for two days, which is the person who lives a life, [Xianmo: I saw it this way at the beginning, but I know that a man is a nest at home with his wife, and he is not at home when he goes out for a career, and it is not easy to get good inside and out," Yu Fourth Sister muttered: "He bought a lot of wine last week, maybe he drank too much at night." Dogzui Sun snickered: "If you feel sorry for him, mix it with more water." "Don't talk nonsense. Fourth Sister Yu "snapped" the rag in her hand and pumped it onto the wine jar, "The old lady's wine is made of good grain, which jar has been mixed with water." Dogzui Sun smiled: "Yes, yes, you don't need to mix it, it's all water anyway." Fourth Sister Yu rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Hello, get a dog that chokes to death by eating, and the stew is so stinky that the meat and mouth stink." The dog-mouthed Sun laughed, and the fourth sister Yu looked at his old teeth very funny, and laughed for a while.

Chang Sihao came to listen to their bickering, and felt quite interesting, when he was in Beijing, he was tired of supporting every day, smiling and smiling on his face, and always calculating in his heart, for fear that if he was not careful, he would fall into trouble and cause trouble, and the two people in front of him were all out of unintention, even if they were unbearable and vicious, they finally laughed, even if they laughed, no one remembered anyone's hatred,

Maybe the eldest grandson Xiaochi fell in love with such an unintentional world [Xianmo: Five words are the first rare in the world, "There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with hearts." "This is the most ridiculous, you must know that once you have a heart, this world is full of difficult things, no heart people only care about doing it steadfastly, what is difficult, everything is difficult to think about, so you don't want to go back to the past...... At the same time as he thought of this, the smile on his face gradually dissipated with the mist in the golden light of the rising sun.

The higher the sun, the thinner the fog, and the colder the heart,

Seeing that the sun was passing by, Chang Sihao sighed, if he was willing to come, he really didn't have to wait until noon.

Is Shui Yanxiang's persuasion powerless, or is his heart completely out of contention with the world, and even Longqing's letter ......

That's it, the result is there, and the reason doesn't matter anymore [ Xianmo: Xiao Chang is often with this heart, in order to let go of the sound, after the bloody case of Xiujiantang, the sound of the sound three times and twice to explain the reason, but I don't know that Xiao Chang doesn't care about the reason at all, because you can't change the result, people who find reasons are looking backwards, Xiao Chang is just not, he has been only looking forward and not looking back, so why is Xiao Chang like this, turning back, the things he encounters in his life are often the results, digging the roots back, the bones left in the sister's stove pit, can't be changed, Datong returns, Yin'er has been victimized, can't change, there are always some things in life, are imposed on people, not need to accept, but not to accept and accept, 】，

After meeting the tea money, he went into the inn to find the guy to settle the bill, and looked at the gentleman's kung fu, only to hear the sound of "plopping, trampling" on the street, and when he looked back, there were several camels flashing by the door,

He was in a trance, chasing the door and looking out, the people on the camel team were wearing red sleeves and red sleeves, and the top of their heads was light, and they were all monks, and a camel in the middle also carried a young man in Han clothes, the man was tied with his hands behind his back, his buttocks were facing the sky, his lower abdomen was stuck in the camel saddle for a long time, his face was swollen with blood, the camel team passed through a small restaurant, slowly staggered, and several monks muttered and talked, as if they intended to fight here, but the leading monk in front of him shouted loudly, seemed to object, and then a set of camels, ran to the steamed bun shop,

Chang Sihao looked at the end of the team at the back, and he couldn't see the situation in front of him, but as soon as the monk who led the team came out of the ranks, his side face was exposed, his eyebrows were high, his nose was straight, his ears were wearing gold rings, and his bare head was as bright as ghee when the sun shone it, and he recognized it immediately, thinking: "Hey, isn't this Huoli Guwen." ”

A while ago, I sent people to attack Wara, Huo Li Guwen hurried back, and then appeared outside Yibin at this time, which was a little surprising, maybe in the past two months, the battle has been over, [Xianmo: Fighting is much simpler than pouring Xu, especially the conflict of the steppe cavalry, that is, a few things, and the rest of the time is on the road] He leaned behind the door frame and watched, only to see Huo Li Guwen buy a lot of steamed buns and put them in the cloth pockets he carried, tied the pockets and mouths together, threw them on the saddle, got on the camel and waved at several other monks, and the camel team started again, "plop, plop" galloped to the southeast,

Chang Sihao turned around and threw down a silver ticket, shouted that the guy pulled out the Sanhe Lihua Horse, and chased after him with a flip on his horse.

The sound of horses' hooves was too loud, he didn't dare to chase too close, but fortunately, there was a lot of dampness on the road, leaving a lot of camel prints, and chased out seven or eight miles all the way, the wind in front of him pressed the reeds down, the river was oblique, the camel prints disappeared on the shore, Huo Li Guwen and others disappeared,

Chang Sihao longitudinal horse along the river, up to a small slope, only to see a large area of reeds Xiao Huang around, a few sail shadows in the center of the river, one of the decks in a trance some tall livestock, because of the smooth wind, the speed of the boat is very fast, the distance is too far, has not seen clearly, thought: "Last time Huoli Guwen from the Jianmen into the river, through Meishan, all the way south, from the route should be to Guangxi, this time in Yibin on the ship's owner, that is most likely to go to Juhao Pavilion, but I don't know who the captured young man is. ”