Movie martial arts

Chapter 76
"Plant the weeping willow tree in front of the hall, don't come and laugh in the spring breeze; this night will be even more wonderful with you! Hahaha!"

In the early morning, some sunlight illuminated the earth, and a gust of wind blew through, blowing up the catkins all over the sky. For a while, Han Wen, who was a little emotional, couldn't stop laughing. Water Zhu'er, who was snuggling on his chest, blinked and said: "Still!" I never thought that the benefactor has such a literary talent!"

"Fart's literary talents, stereotyped essays are not good, it's useless, these days, chaos! Chaos! I haven't asked where you are from yet?";
Han Wen shook his head straight, he could tell that Shui Zhuer's accent was not from the south, but more like the accent of the northern capital generation, so he asked this question;
Shui Zhu'er's eye circles turned red, and it took a long time before she said: "The benefactor is right, the little girl is indeed not from the Hengzhou Prefecture, but from the capital city, and it is because of... the family's misfortune that she ended up here ah!"

She is a smart woman, so she won't say all of her words. She is afraid of arousing the disgust of others. Han Wen raised her brows and said, "The family is unlucky? It's not that I'm indifferent to the number one, but I've come to such a small place, there are some things that I don't want to hear!"

People make up to make themselves more beautiful, but this Shuizhu'er actually painted herself uglier, deliberately painted two eyebrows heavier, even so, it can't cover up her original beauty;
If he didn't get her into the water basin the night before, Han Wen wouldn't have discovered this problem, so he came again last night. Everyone has a love for beauty, which is understandable;
Shui Zhu'er shut up knowingly, Han Wen smiled, lifted her hair, and glanced at her slender and white neck, there was a mark on it, this kind of mark was small and inconspicuous, but at that time Dongchang unique imprint of
"The unique imprint of Dongchang, I know this thing, hehe!";
Han Wen stroked her head: "Let the past be past. A person's power is small after all. Don't abuse yourself. If you want to live an ordinary life, then go ahead. If the ransom money is not enough, I will do this." I can help you!”

"Thank you... benefactor!";
Shui Zhu'er covered her face and wept, her real identity was an official slave!In this dynasty, the so-called official slaves are no longer of the same nature as before, and more of them represent the family members of officials who have failed in political struggles;
Among the wives, concubines, and daughters of those officials, which one is not a somewhat pretty woman?When they are in the wrong team and are moved, they will be directly beheaded and exiled. If these are not enough to make their opponents happy, their wives, concubines, and daughters will become their trophies and let them destroy them;
Among them, the most commonly used method is to directly sell and send to the brothel Yage, let these official ladies go to receive guests, thousands of people ride, ten thousand people press... Only in this way can they have the thrill of victory!Shui Zhuer's husband was an official who was on the wrong team, while she escaped from the capital;

After escaping, she suddenly found that she had no relatives, no means of earning a living, plus she had no hope for the future, so she became a prostitute again, and went to this small place to do unbearable deeds;
"This is 1000 taels of silver, take it! Should it be enough for you to redeem yourself? This place should not be as good as the capital, right? Hehe! Find a good man and marry him, why bother? Selling skin and flesh is also a meal of youth, waiting for you Are you old?"

Mr. Han may not be a good person, but he treats everyone equally. Yes, maybe many people despise sister Yao, but he doesn't. On the contrary, he always has enough love for these poor women ah!

Shui Zhu'er stared at Han Wen closely with slightly red eyes, and said in a shy voice, "Can you take me away?"

Han Wen shook his head: "Guying in the cold river, strangers in the rivers and lakes, why meet each other before? I can't give you what you want, so I can't take you away, it will hurt you, love like moths to a flame is not advisable What's more—do you know me? Do you know who I am? Do you know what I do? You don't even know my name!"

"I...can I...";
Before Shui Zhu'er finished speaking, Han Wen had already dropped the silver ticket and jumped down the window. The height of the two-storey building was really hard for him now, and his internal energy flowed to his feet, and he landed lightly on the street , just a splash of dust;
Shui Zhu'er hurriedly ran to the window, looked at the distant figure, broke down in tears, she was not complaining about Han Wen's indifference, but herself, why she was not born at a good time, why she didn't see her at a good time Where is the person you want to meet?I just blame myself for being born at the wrong time!
The sun is shining again, and the breakfast stall is again, Han Wen is very melancholy, he can always meet the women he likes, but he always rejects them, this kind of pain is really...depressing!No wonder not many people can complete this realistic version of the game, I'm afraid many people are lost in it, right?
"Buzz~~~";
The sound of the huqin sounded from the opposite side, sobbing and desolate, which made people unable to bear the sadness. Han Wen looked up and saw that the person playing the huqin was about fifty years old, tall and thin, with a haggard face, wearing a long blue cloth gown, It was washed blue and white, and its shape was very sloppy, like a consumptive ghost;

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The sound of the qin evoked the sadness in his heart, and he couldn't help weeping bitterly, but the desolate old man closed his eyes and was still playing the huqin in his hand. He seemed to be separated from this world, as if he had never been integrated into it;
"What song is this?" After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped, the old man got up and wanted to leave, Han Wen asked casually;

The old man turned around and looked at him, and said: "Xiaoxiang Yeyu, I have been playing this piece for more than fifty years. From a naughty boy to an old man, it has changed in real time, with different moods. It's different, I don't know what the little friend heard?"

Han Wen curled his lips: "I didn't hear anything, I just felt that the sound of the piano was sobbing, and it was a little sad!"

"I am most confident in this song. I am afraid there are only two kinds of people in the world who will not shed tears when they listen to it. One is without tears, and the other is heartless!" ;

"Can you lend me your huqin?" Han Wen wiped his mouth and stood up: "Let me show you what true sadness is!"

In the past, I also learned an instrument for a period of time in order to win my sister Han, but unfortunately I didn’t choose the right one. I learned this huqin. After learning for a long time, I only learned one piece of music, which is just about to be used today. I occasionally pretend to play it nothing;

The old man glanced at him in surprise, then hesitantly handed the Hu Qin over, probably because he cherished his Hu Qin, and said: "Be careful!"

Han Wen sat on the long bench with his legs spread apart, put the piano tube on his left leg, held the piano in his right hand, adjusted his mentality slightly, and slowly pulled it up;
"buzz..."

The so-called Begging Divine Comedy is actually Erquan Yingyue, this is the sad song among the sad songs, it is sad and sad, and few people can not be infected by it;

"Wow wow wow..."

The shop owner's crying became louder, it was like howling, even the old man had a look of disappointment, and two lines of clear tears flowed out of his cloudy eyes;
The music stopped, and the person was still unable to extricate himself from it. The old man murmured: "My little friend, what do you think a person should do when he encounters an unsolvable problem?"

"Well, it's probably about being yourself and doing whatever you want! Anyway, if you can't solve it, why worry about it? Just have a good time!" Han Wen said without thinking;
The old man nodded, stretched out his hand to retrieve his huqin, hunched his body and walked out, and asked again at the door of the canopy: "But will your decision affect the people around you? Always think about them Right? So what?"

"Then treat me as a fart!" Han Wen spread his hands, walked out of the shed as well, and said with a smile;

"Hahahaha...", the old man's laughter became louder and louder, desolate and deep: "A heartbroken song, where can I hide my bosom friend? Little friend! Can you give me your name?"

"Han Wen! Who is the old gentleman?" Han Wen raised his hand;

The old man's body turned slightly, and the piano sounded again;

“Tsk——!”, “Click——!”

It wasn't until the old man walked a long way that the small tree on the side of the road he passed fell down. With his extreme speed, coupled with his appearance, and the song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain", this is—the head of the Hengshan School Mr. Mo Da!

"Interesting!", Han Wen clicked his tongue, stepped forward and glanced at Xiaoshu's fracture, he didn't see Mo Da's attack speed clearly just now, this old gentleman's name of the top ten decent powerhouses really didn't just come out!

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PS: Please recommend and collect. After checking the information, this chapter is a bit late;

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