The prince is very fierce

"Congratulations..."

"Please come in..."

"Oh, the head of the Lu family is here too, a distinguished guest..."

On March 18, the city of Luzhou was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the streets were filled with cars and horses. The noble families from the south of the Yangtze River gathered outside the general's mansion, greeting and congratulating one after another. The lively scene made people forget that the war had not yet subsided.

The general's mansion was full of red silk lanterns, and the generals of the Western Liang Army were outside to welcome the guests. Yang Zunyi, Tu Qianchu and other brothers of the King of Su were just like welcoming their sons to marry. Even the murderous spirit of the bloody battle a few days ago was hidden, and they grinned like two gods of wealth.

Outside the mansion, the head of the Huainan Xiao family, Xiao Ting, and the head of the Jinling Lu family, Lu Hongxin, led the way, followed by the noble families, titles, officials, etc. from all over the country, who came to congratulate one after another.

Because it was the daughter of the "Sword Saint" Zhu Liu who was getting married, there were also many people from the rivers and lakes who came to join in the fun. Xu Buling naturally did not turn away these Jianghu families and entertained them seriously, which could be said to be giving enough face to the Sword Saint Zhu and his wife.

Although Xu Buling was the groom, he was the ‘Prince of Su Wang’. In the absence of Su Wang, he was the most powerful person in the world and could not lower his status to run to the door to greet the distinguished guests. He could only wear a red wedding dress and sit at the top of the hall to receive the many guests who came to congratulate him.

Xiao Qi was the Crown Prince’s Consort and was dressed quite solemnly. She sat beside Xu Buling and chatted with many familiar family elders with a smile. In her spare time, she did not forget to lean into Xu Buling’s ear and signaled those honest Jianghu people outside with her eyes, jokingly saying:

“My husband, if you become the emperor, I guess you can solve all the things that Song Ji has not accomplished in more than ten years of power without moving a single soldier.”

Xiao Qi was referring to the Iron Eagle Hunting Deer, one of Song Ji’s ‘Three Fires of the New King’s Succession to the Throne’.

That catastrophe almost wiped out the Jianghu people in the world. The overthrow of the Dayue court in just a few years was not directly caused by the Iron Eagle Hunting Deer, but there were also countless connections.

The Jianghu people who were well-known at the scene, such as Lu Baiming, Zhu Liu, Li Hansheng, Ghost Lady, etc., all had a deep blood feud with the Song family. Even Xu Buling and the bride Manzhi and Qingye had direct and indirect blood feuds with the Song family.

Song Ji wanted to control the Jianghu people who "knights use martial arts to make chaos", and from the results, it was obviously a failure, but the original intention was indeed right. It was just that the Jianghu people were not willing to be controlled, which led to the current situation.

Xiao Qi said that Xu Buling could solve this matter because although the Jianghu people were not willing to be controlled, they worshipped the strong. Some of them had superb martial arts and a reputation for chivalry, and they were the bosses wherever they went. This is the truth that all Jianghu people know.

This is just like the matter that the court could not settle, but the three families of Zhu, Lu and Cao could settle it by saying something, and the Jianghu people recognized this.

If Xu Buling became the emperor, he would definitely be the most capable emperor in history, sweeping the world's martial arts champions, and being the "number one in the world". Once he took off his dragon robe, he could still beat any Jianghu knight, and no one could resist.

However, it was too embarrassing for such a valuable body to go to the Jianghu to fight alone, and Xiao Qi was just joking.

Xu Buling saw those Jianghu celebrities, who were full of fear and trepidation as if they were meeting a god, and he felt a little emotional, and whispered:

"If I can't do what Song Ji can't do, then I'm working in vain."

Xiao Qi lightly bumped Xu Buling's shoulder: "Look at what you can do."

The general's mansion was bustling, and the same scene was seen in other places.

Because they had to take a sedan chair to the wedding ceremony, it was not easy to come out directly from the back house. The three girls who were going to the wedding ceremony today were temporarily staying in the mansion on the same street.

In the deep courtyard, Yue Nu and Qiao'e brought their maids to deliver trays of rice, gold, silver and jade to the three rooms.

Chen Si Ning sat in front of the dressing table, wearing a fiery red wedding dress. Her peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be drunk, were decorated with red lips. She had lost the sharpness of a warrior and replaced it with a gorgeousness that radiated from the inside out.

Xiao Xiang'er and Cui Xiaowan stood beside her. Both of them were the top eight. They had different temperaments but were both dazzling. Especially the mature and beautiful temperament of a beautiful woman, as gorgeous as a lotus, was particularly moving.

Chen Si Ning was less than 20 years old. In terms of femininity, she was not as feminine as the two nominal elders, but she was 28 years old and had high martial arts skills. Her youthfulness and agility were also beautiful under the embellishment of the wedding dress.

At this moment, Chen Si Ning still hadn't recovered, with a look of nervousness and embarrassment from the bottom of her heart. She had been mumbling since the early morning:

"...Aunt, how come the day is coming so soon? I haven't prepared anything, why don't I wait a few days..."

Cui Xiaowan, wearing a skirt and holding a wooden comb, stood behind Chen Si Ning, carefully combing her hair:

"What is there to prepare? Isn't it like this for girls? When I entered the palace, I was much worse off than you. I didn't know anything. I was pulled into the car as soon as I got up, and then I got married. I even greeted you."

Xiao Xiang'er was nominally Chen Si Ning's aunt. At this time, she leaned next to her and gave her a hug. Two silly little snakes were feeding, speaking in a tone of experienced people:

"Yes, when I entered the palace, I was even more miserable than Xiaowan. I finally snatched my sister's Ba Kui, but before I could enjoy it for two days, I was deceived and sent to the palace. The late emperor died two days after entering the palace. I haven't even seen what the late emperor looked like. Can you believe it? If you get married now, at least you don't have to wait in the palace for ten years. Don't be ungrateful for your blessings."

Chen Si Ning sat upright, fearing that her makeup would go wrong and affect her future husband's impression, but she was still tangled in her mouth:

"I know that it is my blessing to marry Mr. Xu, but I am a little nervous to get married suddenly."

Xiao Xiang'er shook his head and said seriously:

"What's there to be nervous about? A wedding is just a process. A woman has to go there once in her life. It's important, but not particularly important. The most important thing between a man and a woman is love. When love comes, they get to know each other in the morning and agree together in the evening. Baitou, I’m not in a hurry. If there’s no love, even if we become husband and wife in name, we’re just strangers who share the same bed. “Do you not want to marry Xu Buling?

"I……"

Chen Sining blinked her eyes and turned red:

"I... I definitely want to get married. It's just that my mother left early and my grandma is not here. I don't know anything. How can I get married..."

This sentence actually gets the point across.

Cui Xiaowan just remembered this incident. After thinking about it, she looked at Xiao Xiang'er:

"Yes, Mother, before the girl comes out of the palace, Mother wants to teach you some things about intercourse, and I forgot to prepare them. What should I do?"

Xiao Xiang'er blinked her apricot eyes, a little funny:

"What's there to teach you? Xu Bu Ling knows everything, just close your eyes and wait."

Cui Xiaowan said "Huh~", shook her head and said:

"How can this work? The process still needs to be followed. Although Sining often has erotic dreams, she has never experienced any actual combat..."

"Auntie."

Chen Sining's face turned red and she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into. Fortunately, there were only two eldest sisters in the room. She hesitated and nodded:

"Yeah, if you can teach me, I'd better give it a try. I'll feel more confident."

Seeing this, Xiao Xiang'er nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll go look through my sister's box and find two books for you to read."

Cui Xiaowan was more direct. She put down her comb and came to Xiao Xiang'er:

"There's no need to go to all that trouble. We're just here to demonstrate it to Sining. My mother is going to be the bride, and I'll take care of it. It'll be over in just a few clicks."? ?

Xiao Xiang'er frowned: "This...is this okay?"

"Try it."

Cui Xiaowan pulled Xiao Xiang'er to sit down beside the bed, found a red cloth to cover Xiao Xiang'er's cheek, and said seriously:

"It's begun."

Xiao Xiang'er was a little funny, but she still sat down seriously and said softly: "Okay, okay, let's get started."

Cui Xiaowan coughed lightly, made a stern and extraordinary expression like a scholar, and lifted Xiao Xiang'er's hijab:

"Lady."

"Ms. sir."

"That's it. Let's get to the point."

Cui Xiaowan pushed Xiao Xiang'er's shoulder, started to pull up her clothes, and made a very lewd smile: "Hehe..."? ?

Xiao Xiang'er was stunned for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment:

"What is this mess?"

Cui Xiaowa paused: "Xu Bu Ling is sure this is the case. Is there any problem?"

"There must be."

Xiao Xiang'er knew Xu Buling best. She got up and pressed Xiao Wan next to the bed:

"It's better for me to play Xu Buling."

Then he put the hijab on Cui Xiaowan's head.

Cui Xiaowan didn't refuse. She sat down seriously and waited for her mother to lift the hijab. However, before the hijab was lifted, she saw a hand reaching to her waist and started to untie her belt...

"Is Lao Xu so anxious?"

"Yes, this is called Chunxiao. A moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold. How can he have time to talk nonsense..."

…

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law started role-playing in the boudoir seriously.

Chen Sining watched with wide eyes. Thinking of the scene at night, she got goosebumps and shivered slightly. She felt that the waiting time was very unbearable... ——

Next door to the courtyard, the scene is almost the same.

Chu Chu and Yu Fu happily gathered around the room and put the prepared jewelry on the dressing table.

The red wedding dress that Zhu Manzhi put on had a bulging skirt. With the support of makeup and jewelry, she had become a little more mature, and no longer had the carefree and naive look of the past.

However, the worship service was about to begin, and the unprepared Manzhi was still a little panicked. She fidgeted and raised her hands to fiddle with her hair, and said with a cry of grievance:

"Mom, don't be anxious. For such a big matter, at least let me discuss it with Mr. Xu. I haven't seen Mr. Xu for several days..."

Guo Shanrong stood behind Manzhi, straightened Manzhi's head, continued to insert the gold hairpin, and lectured fiercely:

"Before my daughter gets married, there is no reason to go to see her husband in private. If you are so unruly, what's the use of having a hijab? You're always sitting there."

Song Yufu paid a visit to Prince Su's Mansion. She knew how nervous she was before marriage. She smiled and helped hold the jewelry and consoled her:

"Manzhi, don't panic. Getting married sounds scary, but in fact it's just that. Just listen to the emcee's voice later and follow the process. Anyway, no one can see you with your hijab. Face. I accidentally bumped my husband’s head last time, and no one laughed at me.”

Zhu Manzhi pursed his lips: "I've seen all kinds of storms and waves, so it's nothing to pay homage, it's just... it's just..."

Zhongli thought about it for a while, then thought of something, and whispered:

"Manzhi, are you worried that my husband will end up in your room tonight?"

Today, when the three girls came in, Qingye got there first, so it would be hard for her to compete with the two younger sisters, Manzhi and Sining. Both Chen Sining and Zhu Manzhi have not yet been recruited, so it is hard to say who will take the lead.

After Zhu Manzhi heard the news, he had been thinking about this question secretly in his heart. He wanted to ask Xu Buling, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance. Seeing that Chu Chu had guessed what she was thinking, Zhu Manzhi quickly shook his head:

"How could it be possible... Well, what can I say about this kind of thing?"

Guo Shanrong was the mother of Manzhi, so her heart naturally turned towards Manzhi. At this time, she looked outside and asked:

"Yu Fu, how did your eldest lady arrange it? Man Zhike has been with the young prince for two years, and she has worked hard without any credit. Although Miss Chen is a princess, my old lady has a high status, and she was also hurt by the young prince. An arm..."

Zhu Manzhi quickly turned his head and frowned:

"Mom, what do you mean by this? It belongs to the whole family..."

"You girl, you don't want my mother to say it? Why don't you go say hello, show me courtesy, and put you last?"

"..."

Zhu Manzhi pouted and stopped talking.

Although Song Yufu helped arrange the wedding these two days, it was not easy to talk nonsense about this kind of thing. She just said with a smile:

"The three wedding rooms are the same. I don't know the specific arrangements. I will find out in the evening. My husband has always doted on Manzhi and will not let Manzhi be wronged."

Zhu Manzhi was actually a little hesitant. After thinking about it, he hummed:

"Lao Chen and I are sisters who love each other, so it's not good to snatch them back and forth, right?"

"No one else is as good at martial arts as you are, and no one is taller than anyone else..."

"Oh mother, I...I am also stronger than Sining, okay?"

"You are following me, does it have anything to do with yourself?"

"..."

The yard next to Zhu Manzhi is Ning Qingye's boudoir.

Compared to the bustle in the other two rooms, Ning Qingye's place was much quieter.

The window of the boudoir was opened, and outside was a courtyard full of flowers.

Ning Qingye changed out of her long dress as white as snow and put on red makeup. She was already the number one Bakui in the contemporary era, and her pure and beautiful face almost suppressed the spring beauty in the courtyard.

Ning Qingye's face had the same few expressions as before, and her Qingshui eyes even seemed a little absent-minded. However, it was not that she was not interested in getting married, but that she thought of her mother again when she got married.

The room was quiet. Ning Yuhe stood behind him, carefully dressing Ning Qingye. Knowing that Qingye had something on his mind, he secretly shook his head and sighed, then showed a soft smile:

"We're getting married today, don't think too much about it."

Ning Qingye didn't want to appear worried on her big day, so she smiled but had no words.

Zhongli Jiujiu stood beside him and put his hands on his hands. Seeing this, he interjected:

"Yes, don't think so much. No one wants the sad things in the past to happen. I was not happy when I was a child, but since my parents went to the mountains to collect medicine and never came back, life has completely changed. You also have a caring master. I really had no one to care about me at that time. I relied on Aunt Gui for food. At a young age, I went out to travel around the world, crawling around at the bottom. When I was hungry and cold, I didn’t even have a person I wanted to hate. I can’t even find it…”

Ning Yuhe pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "Damn it, let's not talk about this on this big day. How many women who can travel alone in the world do so voluntarily? Aren't they all forced to do so?"

Zhongli Jiujiu bumped into Ning Yuhe with his shoulder: "Aren't I trying to persuade Qingye? You have no conscience."

After Ning Qingye was silent for a moment, she picked up the hijab, put it on her head, and said softly:

"I know the severity. The past is in the past. There's nothing to think about. Let's just leave it at that."

"Just understand."

Ning Yuhe smiled happily, looked at the courtyard wall outside the window, stared at it for a moment, and then sighed silently... ——

The spring day is quiet and the breeze is gentle.

The man in scholar's robe walked slowly through the alley outside the wall and stood at the entrance of the alley. He looked up at the clouds in the sky, his eyes as always, filled with boredom from the bottom of his heart.

In the distance, there are endless singing and dancing, endless carriages and horses, and the bustling streets seem to be two different worlds from here.

On the streets, there are princes, nobles, nobles and gentry, horses and chariots, and their families, showing the high-spiritedness that a person should have in life; while in the alleys, there are wanderers who have no place to stay, and they don’t know where they are going or where they are. Return, I don’t know where I will be in the future.

Under the warm light of spring, all kinds of things in front of me seem to have returned many years ago.

The man looked down and saw that he was still wearing the scholar's robe. There were a few picture scrolls on the ground. They were common pictures of flowers and birds. The writing and ink were neat and there were no flaws, but there were no highlights.

He turned his head and looked to the left. The wine shop was open in the distance, with brand-new wine flags flying in the spring breeze. The shopkeeper with bare arms and a towel on his shoulders poked his head out from behind several large wine vats, cursing. road:

"Hansheng, why don't you come over to help? Your paintings can't be sold. What's the use of the pestle besides blocking the way?"

In front of him, there was a queue of drinkers selling wine, from the shop to the entrance of the alley. Most of them were people from the Jianghu community. Hearing these words, there was a burst of laughter.

He is a scholar, and he has a scholarly spirit in his heart. He said slightly dissatisfied:

"Why can't I sell it? There will always be people who know the goods and appreciate my calligraphy and painting."

"Then just be patient. If you are not very capable and have no ambition, it would be great if you honestly serve as my apprentice selling wine..."

…

After two arguments, he continued to look at the entrance of the alley, waiting for the person who knew the goods to arrive.

Soon, a female warrior with a sword hanging from her waist appeared at the entrance of the alley. She was wearing a bamboo hat and a wine bottle in her hand. Her eyes were looking at both sides of the alley, as if she was just here to sell wine.

He stood up straighter, tidied up his old scholar's robe, showed a shy smile, and looked at the heroine:

"Girl, do you want to buy a painting today?"

Although the heroine had been here many times, she seemed to have just noticed the scholar next to her. After glancing to the side, she picked up a portrait from the ground, handed him a couple of silver coins, and then walked towards the wine shop until she disappeared. At the other end of the alley.

He chuckled and leaned over to collect all the scrolls. It was still early, and there were still many people passing by, but the only one who bought paintings was the heroine, so there was no need to stand there any longer.

After looking at the direction where the heroine disappeared, he ran to the tavern to help.

The owner of the tavern was in his forties and had a bad temper. He poured wine for the customers and scolded them with a smile:

"You are a big man, and you just caught a girl and cheated her. You are still reading the books of sages. Did the sages teach you this?"

He helped wipe the table, shook his head and said confidently:

"There are thousands of bushels of grain in the book, and there are golden houses in the book. When I pass the imperial examination, I will return all these to her."

The owner shook his head and looked down on her:

"You have to be down-to-earth. Let's not talk about whether you can pass the exam or not. Even if you pass the exam, the girl is a wanderer and may not want to be the wife of an official."

"How risky is wandering around? You see The people who come to the wine shop to sell wine change every year. How many of them can come every year? Who wants to live a comfortable life? "

"That's right. In the martial arts world, it is common for wives and children to be separated, and dying on the street is a good end. It is better to have a good reputation than to be in the martial arts world. Then take the exam carefully. You are a smart kid, why do you fail every year?"

"Take the exam for a few more years, and you will definitely pass."

He laughed, and after finishing the things in the shop, he waited for the shopkeeper to leave, and then ran to the street. He used the silver he "earned" to buy pens, ink, paper and books, and saved the rest. Then he stayed alone in the wine shop and read by candlelight at night.

In the small room where he was staying, there was a portrait of a female knight, but he never dared to take this painting out to sell, for fear that the female knight would be angry and never come again.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a hurried knock on the door.

He put down his pen and ink, ran out to see that the female knight was injured, and asked him if he wanted to go together.

He ran back, packed up the books and the only remaining change of clothes, put them on his shoulders and ran out.

Before leaving, he put the money he had saved in the wine shop as a repayment for the room rent of the shopkeeper.

He hesitated before leaving, but he didn't stop.

Because if he didn't leave, the female knight would leave. What's the point of sitting here studying hard every day?

Together with the female knight, he escaped from Chang'an City overnight, and the first stop was Fenglingdu Town.

At that time, Fenglingdu was crowded with people from the rivers and lakes, all scrambling to pass through the gate of hell.

The female knight was very domineering, hooked his neck, pointed at the big archway:

"You will be a river and lake person if you follow me in the future, go and take a trip."

He looked at those rough men holding knives and guns and cursing, and he didn't want to mix with them. He didn't want to leave, but he couldn't resist the female knight, so he was pushed over.

From then on, he became a "jianghu man", a jianghu man who could only follow women and carry luggage.

Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, walking more is actually nothing.

He followed the female knight every day, helping to count the accounts when escorting, and helping to remember things when watching the scene. When there was no work to do, he sat by the river or in the woods, holding a book, watching the female knight practicing sword next to him.

Sometimes the female knight would ask him: "Why do you read books? Just learn to read, but you can't use it if you read too much. Let me teach you martial arts."

He shook his head: "There is a lot of knowledge in the book. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can seek a position and the unjust charges against you may be cleared. Wielding a sword and a gun is something that rough people do. You can learn it after reading it once. You need someone to teach you."

The female knight was very dissatisfied when she heard this, but she couldn't argue with him, so she snorted:

"You have great ambitions, but you can't do the things that rough people do well. What's the point of seeking an official position?"

"That's what I don't want to do."

"Hmph~"

The female knight didn't believe it, and he was not interested in learning it, so he continued to read books every day.

Until one day, the female knight got into trouble and provoked a local snake in Changde. He had an old grudge with the female knight's father and was blocked in the inn by a group of people from the rivers and lakes.

The female knight couldn't beat him and wanted him to run first.

He had never fought before, but the woman he liked was verbally insulted, and he got angry. I remember that he took a bench and beat a dozen famous Jianghu people in Changde to the ground.

At that time, he was quite surprised, why these fierce Jianghu barbarians were so slow.

Later, he realized that he was too fast.

Although he didn't understand why, he still turned around and said proudly:

"I said that swordplay is simple, isn't it just aiming at the head, winning when standing up and losing when lying down, just knocking down, there are no so many tricks."

The words are simple, but they are the true meaning of martial arts.

The female knight was shocked at the time, thinking that he was possessed by a ghost, and even went to find a Jianghu Taoist to perform a magic trick.

Since then, the two got married, his status was higher, reading books was no longer criticized, and the bag was carried by two people.

Later, the female knight became pregnant and returned to the mountain village in Shu.

The two of them lived a simple life, waiting for the birth of their daughter. He was still reading in the village. The female knight liked the way he practiced martial arts. In order to make the female knight happy, he would perform two sets of self-created turtle punches in front of her every day.

Life was comfortable, but life in the village was very hard.

The villages in the deep mountains of Shu were half civilians and half bandits. They made a living by robbing and smuggling. They were often besieged by the government, lacked food and clothing, and everyone was very hard.

Even if the female knight had a high status in the village, the things she could buy in the village were limited. She could no longer buy whatever she wanted like when she went out to travel around the world.

The child was born, a very beautiful little girl, with eyes as clear as the moon, exactly like the heroine.

He liked this child very much, but when he saw other children in the village, he became a little worried.

Children in the village have been helping their parents with work since they were three or four years old, such as farming, collecting herbs, weeding, and washing clothes. When they grow up, they learn martial arts. They are brave and ruthless and have no rules. They are basically teachers. Not many people study seriously.

He didn't want his daughter to grow up in such an environment, and he didn't want the heroine to slowly turn into one of those rough shrews outside.

He hoped that one day he could bring mother and daughter to a big house in the city, where they could eat and wear whatever they wanted. I want the heroine to be able to wear silk from the south of the Yangtze River and go to poetry and literary gatherings with him in front of flowers and under the moon. I want my daughter to wear a skirt and a flower hairpin since she was a child, wandering around in the corridors and pavilions without having to pay for a piece of meat. A paper kite, crying and fighting with his peers.

It's a pity that my daughter is growing up day by day, but her life remains the same.

Until one day, his daughter said to him:

"Dad, the underskirt my mother sewed for me was very troublesome, and the fabric was wasted. Grandma Pei said it was difficult to work on, and I think so."

Although my daughter is still young, she has begun to become sensible.

But this sensible person is not what his father wants to see.

He's gone.

Before I left, I had a quarrel with the heroine, and it was the only quarrel in my life.

The heroine's father is old and wants him to be the leader of the village. But he didn't want to, he didn't want his wife and daughter to stay in the mountains and forests for generations, and he didn't want his smart daughter to become a country fool.

The heroine finally agreed and gave him some pointers to learn arts. If he couldn't pass the literary examination, he could try the martial arts examination. He could be an official or not.

He was very confident when he left, and told the heroine that he would not come back until he became famous, but he did not expect that this departure would actually become a permanent farewell.

When he came to Qingshi Alley again, the shopkeeper, who had some gray hair, scolded him:

"You're gone, why are you coming back?"

He didn't listen because he didn't want his wife and daughter to continue living like that. He had studied for so many years and must pass the exam.

Unfortunately, it seems that heaven is not on his side.

After failing the exams one after another, when he was discouraged and wanted to change his path and try martial arts, a new king came to the throne, and then came the catastrophe that swept the entire world.

When he rushed back to the cottage, all that was left was the ruins of the walls and a lonely grave. Even his daughter was sent to a safe place by his wife's old acquaintance.

How could he have the face to see his daughter? What dignity do you have to go to that grave to worship?

Besides trying his best to seek revenge, what else can he do?

Even if you take revenge, what's the use?

He had died on that snowy night more than ten years ago.

Li Hansheng looked at the sky with gloomy eyes. The objects in his eyes disappeared, leaving only thin clouds that had never changed.

Tread

The sound of footsteps came from far to near.

Sword Master Zhu Liu, carrying two bottles of wine, walked to the entrance of the alley, raised his finger and pointed at the mansion where the gongs and drums were noisy, and sighed softly:

"What's a person doing here? They're all starting to worship."

Li Hansheng withdrew his gaze and was shocked to realize that it was already dark. The mansion behind the wall was brightly lit, and he heard from a distance:

"Welcoming the newcomers!"

Li Hansheng took a breath, and his face returned to its usual gloomy look. He walked to Zhu Liu and took the wine bottle:

"Aren't you going to sit in the hall?"

Zhu Liu chuckled, jumped to the top of the building, sat on the floor on the eaves opposite the hall, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip:

"The most painful thing in the world is when you are upset, you have wine in your hand, but you can't find anyone to drink with you. I look at you so pitifully, so I come here to be with you."

Li Hansheng picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. In the lobby in front of him, three girls were standing together, next to Xu Buling who was giggling. After taking a look, his voice became slightly hoarse:

"fine."

Zhu Liu leaned on the top of the house, looked at the busy girl below, thought for a while, shook his head and said:

"Before the Zhu family was wiped out, my father left a message on the tree: 'Three thousand miles across, the sword has killed millions of people. I can't do it now, but the grass will still have its roots.'" This is true for people in the world. I have been down and out, licking blood for half my life, and one day I will die. To be able to see the incense spread before death is to be happy and mournful. No matter how much love, hatred, bitterness, and bitterness you have had in the past, it will be nothing if you don't laugh today. Suddenly, this life is really in vain.”

Li Hansheng stared at the tall figure in the hall, "Bow down to heaven and earth!" echoing in his ears, the figure turned around and bowed to the heaven and earth outside, and bowed to him.

"hehe……"

Li Hansheng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

The smile was exactly the same as when he saw the heroine walking over in Qingshi Alley; the smile was exactly the same as when Han Chuang was studying hard and looked at the portrait and giggled.

But between this smile, the face, which had never shown any other expression in more than ten years, was speechless and choked for a moment, and then burst into tears.

Zhu Liu watched the bouncing little girl turn into a coquettish big girl, wearing a wedding dress, her forehead touching the man, and her eyes were sore.

But how can a majestic swordsman shed tears in front of others.

Zhu Liu picked up the wine bottle and took a drink, turned his head to look at Li Hansheng, smiled and cursed:

"That smile is so damn ugly!"

…

The spring breeze is uneven and the bright moon is faint.

At the top of the house, two old men who had spent half their lives in the world picked up the wine bottles and touched them.

This encounter is a new generation replacing the old...