Hezhou is the prefecture city where the Renhuang lived, and it is also the most prosperous prefecture city among the nineteen states.
Starting from the towering imperial city, the well-connected stone roads extend out like veins, dividing Hezhou into square blocks
As the end of the year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder. Last night, it just snowed heavily. I bury my feet naked after stepping on them.
A young man with a crane bone pine figure wearing a straw hat and a dark cloak walked step by step on the streets of the North District, passing through the mansions of countless nobles, and finally arrived at a mansion at the end.
The door of the mansion is mottled, with a broken seal, the plaque is gone, the wooden pillars are disrepair for a long time, and the potholes are eaten by insects and ants
Su Hua's eyes swept over the broken tiles on the eaves, raised his hand and stayed in front of the door for a long time, but finally trembled slightly and withdrew his fingertips, turning around and leaving
……
Guest! These are the two boxes of hibiscus you booked ten days ago! Please take it!
Jinzun Tower is the largest teahouse in Hezhou, and it is one of the most popular cakes.
From high-ranking officials and nobles to ordinary people, no matter what their identity is, if you want to buy his snacks, you need to book in advance and wait in line.
Su Hua took the pastry from his second child and was about to leave. Suddenly he heard the sound of a groan and won a lot of applause.
Seeing Su Hua looking at the small desk in the teahouse lobby, the waiter smiled and introduced his storyteller: Guest, that is the storyteller in our Jinzun Tower. The story he told is full of twists and turns, and the ending is unpredictable. It tells the story of vividness and immersion. If Guest is free, you might as well warm a pot of tea and listen to it a few times!
There was only one table and one chair in the stand. The storyteller took a sip of tea and cleared his throat and continued: Let's talk about the past, and it has disappeared like smoke at this point.
However, this powerful general who sacrificed his life for the country also has a beautiful lady who is at home.
The beautiful lady, before she could wait for the news that her husband died in the battlefield, she first waited for the news that her parents' home was destroyed and that the Jian mansion was destroyed!
Hearing this, everyone felt sorry for this pair of miserable mandarin ducks
And that Jian Mansion is just a family of literary and religious origins with a simple family. After several generations of officials, they all seek safety, but who knew that the word "safety" caused them to be executed by the whole family!
Being a minister, being loyal and pure, their loyalty was naturally the orthodox at that time... Unfortunately, the fight in the old palace finally brought them in, and finally the supreme position was not the orthodox. Therefore,
Thousands of books!
A delicacy sounded, and a woman with an ordinary appearance leaned out from the second floor and cursed: What are you talking nonsense?! Are you here to destroy my business?
Qian Shusong raised his eyebrows, touched his goatee, and said in a muffled voice: Is it okay for the old man to talk about some past events in the past?
Stop talking! Let me tell you a different story today!
The woman rolled up her sleeves and waved her fists at him, warning, and apologized to all the spectators: I'm so sorry, this storyteller has some lip service from time to time. Let's apologize to you here. Please drink our winter snow wine. I hope you don't take the story just now seriously!
Since the wine was given, everyone responded and expressed their understanding. Qian Shusong also changed the story under Ru Niang's iron fist.
But this time, there were more whispers in the crowd...
The Jian Mansion that Mr. Qianshu mentioned is Su Mansion?
A tea chef whispered to his companions: What is this about the past, it is clearly the party dispute more than ten years ago...
A companion made a booing move: Shu, stop talking, today's incident will surely be heard. This Mr. Qianshu is probably the last time he has been talking about it.
The tea chef drank a sip of warm wine, as if dissatisfied: As Mr. Qianshu said, what is wrong with the support of the former prince? But he didn't expect that His Majesty was so cruel and ruthless after ascending the throne... It's a pity that the second young master was originally a stunning and beautiful person, so young... Alas! Why are you trying to beat me?
My companion stuffed a snack into his mouth: I can't even block your mouth! Hurry up and go home!
Su Hua stood by the counter and looked at the storyteller deeply. He raised his foot and was about to leave, but was called by the waiter: Guest, your snow wine!
The waiter earnestly handed the young man a porcelain white wine bottle sealed with red cloth silk, and told him: I hope the guest officials should not tell others what they have heard today.
Su Hua held the cold porcelain bottle, nodded softly, and then picked up the door curtain made of heavy wool felt and left the teahouse.
As soon as you leave the teahouse, the heat around you dissipates, the sky is gloomy and the wind and snow are not weakening, as if you want to bury the entire state city under the snow before you stop.
Su Hua crushed the talisman, and his figure dissipated in the snow
……
Wanzhou faces mountains and surrounded by sea on three sides. The sea water brings heat, so even winter is as warm as spring
The figure of a young man appeared in an open space on the hillside
I saw the young man's fingers fly, and the scenery in front of him suddenly rippled like water. The next moment the seal dissipated, and a small courtyard appeared in front of him.
Su Hua took away the hat, shook off the remaining snow on his body, and then walked into the yard with a hem of clothes. He held Furong Sauce and called out: "Liuliang, Furong Sauce is bought."
There were weeping crabapples planted in the yard, and a tree of powdery white buds were formed. Under the tree were reclining chairs, with casually stacked scripts and blankets, but there were no one who always lay on it for a nap.
Su Hua bent down to pick up the storybook, placed the book and pastries on the small table next to the recliner, and knocked on the door with a smile on his face.
Little lazy cat, is it still sleeping?
The young man stood in front of the door with his body on his side, buckled the door a few times, his tone was gentle and he was also teasing: I sent me to get pastries before dawn, but I couldn't get up by myself, so it was unreasonable.
The room was quiet and there was no sound coming
Su Hua's smile faded and he called again:
The next moment, the door was pushed open vigorously, and the wind raised the indoor bed curtain, and there was no one inside.
Su Hua was stunned in place, and after a few breaths, he staggered out of the courtyard. The talisman paper flew out of his sleeve, and no fire spontaneously ignited. Finally, he turned into a smudge of blue smoke, pointing in one direction.
……
There have been several heavy snowfalls in Yanzong recently, and the disciples who swept the snow can't help but complain.
Sweep in the morning and evening, but the snow always falls. The stone steps that are sweeping out will be stained with snow in just one stick of incense.
Today it was Shenchasi's turn to clean up. The sword cultivators in the ink clothes huffed and hunched their heads and swept hard. Suddenly, a large mountain protection formation flashed, and a purple figure flew over his head with a sword.
A sword cultivator looked up at the figure heading towards the main peak and asked his fellow disciples: Our sect...has no one played sword here for several years?
really
The other party echoed: Three years
Another knife cultivator put the broom on his shoulder: So, should we care or not?
Dao Xiu, who spoke first, snorted coldly: Can you beat him?
He shook his head quickly: I can't beat it
The sword cultivators recalled the beatings they had been at Cuiran Peak three years ago, tacitly pretended not to see them, and continued to sweep the snow seriously.
The main peak hall welcomes uninvited guests at this moment
The young man in cold air was cold, standing at the entrance of the hall with his sword in his arms, his eyes falling on the old man in the middle: Where is her?
Ming Daozi stopped the disciples who were guarding in front of the hall and wanted to draw the sword, and greeted the young man kindly: Luo Chuan, I haven't seen him for three years, but his temper has changed a lot.
Where is her? Su Hua repeated
Ji Qingning looked at the young man with white hair and red eyes in disbelief. He was about to have an attack, but the words were interrupted by Yu Shuozi.
Su Hua, put the sword away
Confucian scholar advised: If you have something to do, talk carefully, don't be anxious
Su Hua took a deep breath, held the hilt of the sword tightly, but did not want to say much: Where is it?
Yu Suanzi was stunned: Liao Liao...hasn't he always been with you?
The young man sneered: He even pretended to behave
As if he was deceiving the people around him, Su Hua was violent in his heart, while the sword poses of other disciples had already started. A fierce battle was about to take place, and suddenly a voice broke the stalemate.
Su Hua?
Su Hua's shoulders were stiff and he turned around in surprise
In the heavy snow, he thought he had lost someone accidentally, and was standing under the steps with an umbrella. He looked up at him.
Seeing the atmosphere tense, Zhao Liaoliao waved to the young man: He put away the sword and apologized to the sect leader.
Ming Daozi smiled and said: I am not well-informed. When will Zhechun come?
Not long after arriving, I still haven't had time to visit
Zhao Liao stepped onto the steps in a few steps, and there was a surprise Shaoyin behind her. She glanced at Su Hua's expression a few times, and she was a little afraid to go forward.
The tense atmosphere became much less frequent because Zhao Liaoliao suddenly appeared. She walked to Su Hua, covered the snow for the young man, and then quietly pressed the hilt of the sword.
Since Zhao Liaoliao appeared, the young man stared at her for a moment until the other party looked up at him: Apologize
Su Hua then took the sword and saluted Ming Daozi: I'm sorry for my younger generation
Zhao Liaoliao: I am here to get the Zhechun Sword. After all, the sword cultivator has no sword, and I always feel uneasy.
Su Hua looked at the female cultivator blankly, but didn't know how to react
Zhao Liaoyan smiled embarrassedly: I had an appointment with Shaoyin when I was at the foot of the mountain, but today I asked her to take me back to the sect to get the sword, but I didn't want to cause any problems. Sect Master, don't blame my disciple Ah
After speaking, Ming Daozi naturally would not blame the two of them. In his eyes, this was just a trivial matter.
Zhao Liaoliao breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Su Hua's sleeve: Let's go, go home
The young man lets people pull him, following him step by step, his mind is confused, staring at the face and not speaking
Being a little far away from the hall, Zhao Liaoliao didn't hear anyone around him speak, so he stopped and looked up at him: What's wrong?
Su Hua opened his mouth several times, but only made a rapid sound of Ah
Actually, when I left today, I left a note in the book that was placed on the recliner. Didn’t you see it?
The female cultivator frowned: I won’t be like this next time, how can I hate the rest?
Su Hua nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and then asked carefully: Liaoliao, have you remembered it?
Zhao Liao whispered: I remembered it. As soon as I woke up today, I felt like I was soaked in water. I remembered many things
The female cultivator's amber eyes were as cunning as a cat, and she looked at the young man with a smile: I haven't cried yet, why did you cry first?
The young man's eyes were red, and he didn't wipe his tears. He let it fall on his collar, fainting marks, and choked to call his sweetheart's name: Liao Liao
Zhao Liaoliao threw away the paper umbrella, hooked his neck, hugged the trembling young man tightly, followed his back spine one after another, and teased: Crying bag, how about you like...
Even though she said this, the corners of Zhao Liaoliao's eyes gradually became wet. She sniffed, held Su Hua's cheek, pressed her forehead against his, and said softly: Thank you for your hard work
Thank you for your hard work when you were young, you were lonely and helpless; thank you for your hard work, you were cold-eyed; thank you for your hard work by your side, you silently suffered a lot of hard work and hurt your heart countless times
This world is not very good to you and me
But after meeting you, I feel that the waste of time in the past is nothing
We finally can go together
Zhao Liao wiped away his tears, took off a storage bag from his waist, and put it in front of Su Hua and shook it: Do you still remember what you promised me?
There is a small Chinese character embroidered on the storage bag, the one I used to catch Huang Yu.
The young man burst into tears and laughed, took it and pinched it in his hand, nodding solemnly: Remember
We still have a three-year marriage contract that will be postponed, and it will be realized today
From now on, a pair of people in a lifetime
over
Starting from the towering imperial city, the well-connected stone roads extend out like veins, dividing Hezhou into square blocks
As the end of the year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder. Last night, it just snowed heavily. I bury my feet naked after stepping on them.
A young man with a crane bone pine figure wearing a straw hat and a dark cloak walked step by step on the streets of the North District, passing through the mansions of countless nobles, and finally arrived at a mansion at the end.
The door of the mansion is mottled, with a broken seal, the plaque is gone, the wooden pillars are disrepair for a long time, and the potholes are eaten by insects and ants
Su Hua's eyes swept over the broken tiles on the eaves, raised his hand and stayed in front of the door for a long time, but finally trembled slightly and withdrew his fingertips, turning around and leaving
……
Guest! These are the two boxes of hibiscus you booked ten days ago! Please take it!
Jinzun Tower is the largest teahouse in Hezhou, and it is one of the most popular cakes.
From high-ranking officials and nobles to ordinary people, no matter what their identity is, if you want to buy his snacks, you need to book in advance and wait in line.
Su Hua took the pastry from his second child and was about to leave. Suddenly he heard the sound of a groan and won a lot of applause.
Seeing Su Hua looking at the small desk in the teahouse lobby, the waiter smiled and introduced his storyteller: Guest, that is the storyteller in our Jinzun Tower. The story he told is full of twists and turns, and the ending is unpredictable. It tells the story of vividness and immersion. If Guest is free, you might as well warm a pot of tea and listen to it a few times!
There was only one table and one chair in the stand. The storyteller took a sip of tea and cleared his throat and continued: Let's talk about the past, and it has disappeared like smoke at this point.
However, this powerful general who sacrificed his life for the country also has a beautiful lady who is at home.
The beautiful lady, before she could wait for the news that her husband died in the battlefield, she first waited for the news that her parents' home was destroyed and that the Jian mansion was destroyed!
Hearing this, everyone felt sorry for this pair of miserable mandarin ducks
And that Jian Mansion is just a family of literary and religious origins with a simple family. After several generations of officials, they all seek safety, but who knew that the word "safety" caused them to be executed by the whole family!
Being a minister, being loyal and pure, their loyalty was naturally the orthodox at that time... Unfortunately, the fight in the old palace finally brought them in, and finally the supreme position was not the orthodox. Therefore,
Thousands of books!
A delicacy sounded, and a woman with an ordinary appearance leaned out from the second floor and cursed: What are you talking nonsense?! Are you here to destroy my business?
Qian Shusong raised his eyebrows, touched his goatee, and said in a muffled voice: Is it okay for the old man to talk about some past events in the past?
Stop talking! Let me tell you a different story today!
The woman rolled up her sleeves and waved her fists at him, warning, and apologized to all the spectators: I'm so sorry, this storyteller has some lip service from time to time. Let's apologize to you here. Please drink our winter snow wine. I hope you don't take the story just now seriously!
Since the wine was given, everyone responded and expressed their understanding. Qian Shusong also changed the story under Ru Niang's iron fist.
But this time, there were more whispers in the crowd...
The Jian Mansion that Mr. Qianshu mentioned is Su Mansion?
A tea chef whispered to his companions: What is this about the past, it is clearly the party dispute more than ten years ago...
A companion made a booing move: Shu, stop talking, today's incident will surely be heard. This Mr. Qianshu is probably the last time he has been talking about it.
The tea chef drank a sip of warm wine, as if dissatisfied: As Mr. Qianshu said, what is wrong with the support of the former prince? But he didn't expect that His Majesty was so cruel and ruthless after ascending the throne... It's a pity that the second young master was originally a stunning and beautiful person, so young... Alas! Why are you trying to beat me?
My companion stuffed a snack into his mouth: I can't even block your mouth! Hurry up and go home!
Su Hua stood by the counter and looked at the storyteller deeply. He raised his foot and was about to leave, but was called by the waiter: Guest, your snow wine!
The waiter earnestly handed the young man a porcelain white wine bottle sealed with red cloth silk, and told him: I hope the guest officials should not tell others what they have heard today.
Su Hua held the cold porcelain bottle, nodded softly, and then picked up the door curtain made of heavy wool felt and left the teahouse.
As soon as you leave the teahouse, the heat around you dissipates, the sky is gloomy and the wind and snow are not weakening, as if you want to bury the entire state city under the snow before you stop.
Su Hua crushed the talisman, and his figure dissipated in the snow
……
Wanzhou faces mountains and surrounded by sea on three sides. The sea water brings heat, so even winter is as warm as spring
The figure of a young man appeared in an open space on the hillside
I saw the young man's fingers fly, and the scenery in front of him suddenly rippled like water. The next moment the seal dissipated, and a small courtyard appeared in front of him.
Su Hua took away the hat, shook off the remaining snow on his body, and then walked into the yard with a hem of clothes. He held Furong Sauce and called out: "Liuliang, Furong Sauce is bought."
There were weeping crabapples planted in the yard, and a tree of powdery white buds were formed. Under the tree were reclining chairs, with casually stacked scripts and blankets, but there were no one who always lay on it for a nap.
Su Hua bent down to pick up the storybook, placed the book and pastries on the small table next to the recliner, and knocked on the door with a smile on his face.
Little lazy cat, is it still sleeping?
The young man stood in front of the door with his body on his side, buckled the door a few times, his tone was gentle and he was also teasing: I sent me to get pastries before dawn, but I couldn't get up by myself, so it was unreasonable.
The room was quiet and there was no sound coming
Su Hua's smile faded and he called again:
The next moment, the door was pushed open vigorously, and the wind raised the indoor bed curtain, and there was no one inside.
Su Hua was stunned in place, and after a few breaths, he staggered out of the courtyard. The talisman paper flew out of his sleeve, and no fire spontaneously ignited. Finally, he turned into a smudge of blue smoke, pointing in one direction.
……
There have been several heavy snowfalls in Yanzong recently, and the disciples who swept the snow can't help but complain.
Sweep in the morning and evening, but the snow always falls. The stone steps that are sweeping out will be stained with snow in just one stick of incense.
Today it was Shenchasi's turn to clean up. The sword cultivators in the ink clothes huffed and hunched their heads and swept hard. Suddenly, a large mountain protection formation flashed, and a purple figure flew over his head with a sword.
A sword cultivator looked up at the figure heading towards the main peak and asked his fellow disciples: Our sect...has no one played sword here for several years?
really
The other party echoed: Three years
Another knife cultivator put the broom on his shoulder: So, should we care or not?
Dao Xiu, who spoke first, snorted coldly: Can you beat him?
He shook his head quickly: I can't beat it
The sword cultivators recalled the beatings they had been at Cuiran Peak three years ago, tacitly pretended not to see them, and continued to sweep the snow seriously.
The main peak hall welcomes uninvited guests at this moment
The young man in cold air was cold, standing at the entrance of the hall with his sword in his arms, his eyes falling on the old man in the middle: Where is her?
Ming Daozi stopped the disciples who were guarding in front of the hall and wanted to draw the sword, and greeted the young man kindly: Luo Chuan, I haven't seen him for three years, but his temper has changed a lot.
Where is her? Su Hua repeated
Ji Qingning looked at the young man with white hair and red eyes in disbelief. He was about to have an attack, but the words were interrupted by Yu Shuozi.
Su Hua, put the sword away
Confucian scholar advised: If you have something to do, talk carefully, don't be anxious
Su Hua took a deep breath, held the hilt of the sword tightly, but did not want to say much: Where is it?
Yu Suanzi was stunned: Liao Liao...hasn't he always been with you?
The young man sneered: He even pretended to behave
As if he was deceiving the people around him, Su Hua was violent in his heart, while the sword poses of other disciples had already started. A fierce battle was about to take place, and suddenly a voice broke the stalemate.
Su Hua?
Su Hua's shoulders were stiff and he turned around in surprise
In the heavy snow, he thought he had lost someone accidentally, and was standing under the steps with an umbrella. He looked up at him.
Seeing the atmosphere tense, Zhao Liaoliao waved to the young man: He put away the sword and apologized to the sect leader.
Ming Daozi smiled and said: I am not well-informed. When will Zhechun come?
Not long after arriving, I still haven't had time to visit
Zhao Liao stepped onto the steps in a few steps, and there was a surprise Shaoyin behind her. She glanced at Su Hua's expression a few times, and she was a little afraid to go forward.
The tense atmosphere became much less frequent because Zhao Liaoliao suddenly appeared. She walked to Su Hua, covered the snow for the young man, and then quietly pressed the hilt of the sword.
Since Zhao Liaoliao appeared, the young man stared at her for a moment until the other party looked up at him: Apologize
Su Hua then took the sword and saluted Ming Daozi: I'm sorry for my younger generation
Zhao Liaoliao: I am here to get the Zhechun Sword. After all, the sword cultivator has no sword, and I always feel uneasy.
Su Hua looked at the female cultivator blankly, but didn't know how to react
Zhao Liaoyan smiled embarrassedly: I had an appointment with Shaoyin when I was at the foot of the mountain, but today I asked her to take me back to the sect to get the sword, but I didn't want to cause any problems. Sect Master, don't blame my disciple Ah
After speaking, Ming Daozi naturally would not blame the two of them. In his eyes, this was just a trivial matter.
Zhao Liaoliao breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Su Hua's sleeve: Let's go, go home
The young man lets people pull him, following him step by step, his mind is confused, staring at the face and not speaking
Being a little far away from the hall, Zhao Liaoliao didn't hear anyone around him speak, so he stopped and looked up at him: What's wrong?
Su Hua opened his mouth several times, but only made a rapid sound of Ah
Actually, when I left today, I left a note in the book that was placed on the recliner. Didn’t you see it?
The female cultivator frowned: I won’t be like this next time, how can I hate the rest?
Su Hua nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and then asked carefully: Liaoliao, have you remembered it?
Zhao Liao whispered: I remembered it. As soon as I woke up today, I felt like I was soaked in water. I remembered many things
The female cultivator's amber eyes were as cunning as a cat, and she looked at the young man with a smile: I haven't cried yet, why did you cry first?
The young man's eyes were red, and he didn't wipe his tears. He let it fall on his collar, fainting marks, and choked to call his sweetheart's name: Liao Liao
Zhao Liaoliao threw away the paper umbrella, hooked his neck, hugged the trembling young man tightly, followed his back spine one after another, and teased: Crying bag, how about you like...
Even though she said this, the corners of Zhao Liaoliao's eyes gradually became wet. She sniffed, held Su Hua's cheek, pressed her forehead against his, and said softly: Thank you for your hard work
Thank you for your hard work when you were young, you were lonely and helpless; thank you for your hard work, you were cold-eyed; thank you for your hard work by your side, you silently suffered a lot of hard work and hurt your heart countless times
This world is not very good to you and me
But after meeting you, I feel that the waste of time in the past is nothing
We finally can go together
Zhao Liao wiped away his tears, took off a storage bag from his waist, and put it in front of Su Hua and shook it: Do you still remember what you promised me?
There is a small Chinese character embroidered on the storage bag, the one I used to catch Huang Yu.
The young man burst into tears and laughed, took it and pinched it in his hand, nodding solemnly: Remember
We still have a three-year marriage contract that will be postponed, and it will be realized today
From now on, a pair of people in a lifetime
over
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