Chaotic times Shura way

Two people were bestowed—King Chichuan was sealed to the land of the two lakes where the canal meets, and the latter was sealed to Yangzhou, which is rich in products and almost on par with Jin Yan.

Hearing that the two kings will leave Pingjing in a short time, Empress Wending's expression changed, and she sighed:

"In recent years, there are fewer and fewer old people from the past who accompany His Majesty... If the two emperor uncles have leisure time, they should come to Pingjing a few more times."

The faces of the two kings froze, and the whole hall immediately fell into a subtle silence.

It was also Yiya who broke the embarrassing situation with her words:

"Teacher Wen's lecture will start half an hour later, and Yiya will resign at this point, and will visit the two emperor uncles on the day of the selection."

She bowed to salute, and bid farewell to Queen Wending, and then went to Taixue Institute.

King Anqing left the palace, drove out of Pingtian Square, went along the river to Jixian Lane, and went straight to the platform of Chunri Building in Lishui, Linfen.

The leaders of several major chambers of commerce have been waiting for a long time, and the owner of Chunri, Ouyang Shaoming, is also in the table, waving a white painting fan and saluting him calmly.

In the hall, one of the two chief seats was already seated. Crown Prince Jing Yan was dressed as a swordsman and dressed in black warrior attire.

When everything is in order, Jing Yan doesn’t make too many circles, and straight to the point: “Last year, when the Xianghe River flooded, [-] farmers in western Hunan lost their farmland and became refugees. A lot of money was transferred to go to the disaster relief, but the flood control and reconstruction are imminent, and there is no delay. The Ministry of Industry has also approved it, and the renovation and dredging of the Grand Canal in the south of the Yangtze River will begin at the end of the month. There is no place in Southern Chu that is not under construction .”

He scanned the audience, and many leaders of the chamber of commerce, who were all over the rivers and lakes, were intimidated by that cold look.

Only Ouyang Shaoming stared fixedly at Jing Yan.

"In order to encourage business, the imperial court has maintained the same taxation on various trading companies in Pingjing. It has been five years. In recent years, the river transportation to the north has been prosperous. Taking Zhejiang Lin tea as an example, after picking goods in the south of the Yangtze River, it is worthwhile to go to Luoyang. Up to 400 taels. After a few years, you must have earned quite a lot of money, right?" Jing Yan smiled playfully, and continued: "The imperial court plans to add [-]% to the taxes collected by various commercial companies in Pingjing to pay for the national treasury. Various expenses. Thinking about the amount you earn, compared to this small [-]%, it’s really nothing, right?”

——In the past, the court taxed chambers of commerce only accounted for [-]% of the income, but now it has increased to more than double!

Everyone was in an uproar.

"With such a tax increase, no matter how much we have earned in the past, we will lose it all at once. What's more, we still have brothers and families to support, and a help agency will involve hundreds of people from purchasing to store sales. Please think twice, Your Highness." !"

King Anqing also snorted. He is a prince and has always been unfriendly to Jing Yan. He immediately said in a deep and cold voice: "I am afraid that the emperor's nephew did not consider it. At that time, His Majesty decided to lighten the tax policy to promote business. Now you Even if you supervise the country, can you ignore His Majesty's will? This decree is equivalent to pouring cold water on the trading company. Who else in Pingjing will do business again? If there are fewer people doing business, the tax revenue will not increase but decrease. It is obviously not a good strategy to abandon the basics and chase the last."

Chunrilou has always belonged to King Anqing's family, and now he speaks out to protect the major chambers of commerce in Pingjing, which is also expected by Jing Yan.

"Your Majesty lightens taxes and promotes commerce. What you want is to make the country rich and strong and the people healthy and well-being. It is precisely for this purpose to raise taxes to subsidize the national treasury and provide disaster relief. Why do you care about the last word?" He stood up leisurely and walked to the platform railing. forward.

There are crowds of people downstairs in Chunri, and they all gather under the pair of archways that say "the sword does not seek self-exaltation" and "the bottom of the heart is selfless and the world is wide" and look up:

In order to listen to public opinion, the crown prince condescended to go to Jixian Lane to hold a meeting with the leaders of the business company, and the news spread throughout Pingjing as early as the early morning.The dark crowd in Jixian Lane all came here to see the crown prince's demeanor.

Jing Yan's voice returned to the hall again:

"In all industries in Southern Chu, which industry has higher returns than canal entrepots, business and trade? If you want to earn that amount of silver, you have to pay a corresponding price. I am afraid that the bosses here will understand these principles better than me."

——How courageous is this crown prince, to wrestle with them to mediate with them on the grounds of business!

"Let me ask you one more question. At the beginning of this year, the tax on peasants across the country was increased to [-]%. However, regardless of natural or man-made disasters, they are the first to suffer. How can there be any fairness in this? Please put yourself in your shoes and think about it. We are also citizens of Southern Chu, and I hope that the bosses will not underestimate the suffering of the people in Xiangxi."

He secretly used his internal skills to spread the word, although Jixian Alley was full of voices and cars and horses, but no one missed a single word——

That kind of authenticity, as if the crown prince standing proudly on the platform, is standing next to everyone one by one and telling clearly!

The politicians and civilian gang members in Jixian Lane immediately applauded.

The boss of the chamber of commerce on the platform saw such a turbulent discussion, and was at a loss as to what to say.

King Anqing was furious about it, and only then did he know why, given the depth of Jingyan's city, he agreed to the Chunrilou agreement so readily——

He counts the Yizheng Academy and gang in Jixian Lane as one-heartedly for the disaster victims in western Hunan, and he does not hesitate to use public opinion to force the chamber of commerce to submit!

Ouyang Shaoming squinted his eyes, suddenly shook his head and smiled, left the table in full view, and looked down on Jixian Lane side by side with Jing Yan.

——Two outstanding people in the world, one is the Marshal of the Eighth Army of Southern Chu, and the other is proud of the capital of Chu with sword skills, they both look at each other with smiles, and the smiles are also very meaningful.

"Taking from the people and giving back to the people is the fundamental way to govern the country. The reason why the floods in western Hunan were so widespread was that corrupt officials filled their pockets and embezzled the public funds used to build the stone embankments in western Hunan. Therefore, when the floods came, the stone embankments Vulnerable to a single blow, causing disaster.”

"May I ask His Royal Highness, the imperial court has imposed heavy taxes on farmers these years, but has it done anything for them? Farmers handed over most of their harvest in good harvest years, but did not receive a single grain of rice grain from the imperial court in bad harvest years. This is fair again. What? The treasury is empty, the crime is not the people’s fault, but corrupt officials in the court who put their selfish desires above the country, but if your highness increases taxes, isn’t it just protecting the officials and shaking the foundation of the country?”

Ouyang Shao's famous sentences imply inner strength, and the same voice as Jing Yan pervades Jixian Lane.

What he said was very reasonable: the people in the alley had been squeezed by corrupt officials, so they left their homes and wandered thousands of miles in the rivers and lakes, and then came to Jixian Alley.

Righteous indignation was aroused in their hearts, and seeing that the master Chunri was not afraid of the imperial power of the Tian family, they all applauded him. In terms of grandeur, this overlord of the rivers and lakes is not inferior to the crown prince!

The palace gate opened, and a group of soldiers galloped out of Pingtian Square.

The horses are extremely fast, and the leading generals in silver armor and light armor, with a heroic spirit, lead the cavalry into Jixian Alley.

The crowd along the road all gave way to an empty path in the middle, and the leader was a young general, wearing a warrior scarf in a bun, and a six-foot ink-colored long sword pinned to his silver armor.

Ouyang Shaoming just glanced at it, then closed the white painted fan in his hand, raised his hand and threw it out.

The owner of Chunri is unique in the world. In recent years, Pingjing has rarely seen him make a move. This turn of events is far beyond the expectations of Jixianxiang!

Although the paper fan is soft, the wooden frame is full of real strength. Ouyang Shaoming's profound internal energy is rare in martial arts——

The painting fan galloped straight to the front, with a speed comparable to that of a sharp arrow!

The red-haired horse was frightened, and kicked back immediately.

Jing Yan frowned slightly.

Originally, the horse would definitely hit the onlookers, and the white painting fan would also have to pierce the horse's head:

It's a pity that the throw chose the wrong object.

At the critical moment, the young general reined in the reins with his left hand, and at the same time as the rider stood up, he gently wiped his waist with his right hand——

The white light disappeared in a blink of an eye, and in an instant, the white painting fan turned and flew upwards, falling into Ouyang Shaoming's hands again.

Jing Yan originally grasped the five fingers on the carved railing, but finally let go of it slowly.

Ouyang Shaoming flicked the fan lightly, suddenly there was a violent wave in his eyes!

——At the moment when the sword appeared white, the love of cutting jade that was connected with his flesh and blood roared.

It roars at the opponent who has searched all over the world and is the only match with it!

The boy with a bun had his sword back in its sheath, and the soldiers behind him also reined in their horses and stopped.

——Even if the incident happened suddenly, the movements were neat and tidy, which shows that this team of soldiers will be trained extremely strictly and is an elite army of the Imperial City.

Everyone in the alley suddenly realized:

This handsome young man was able to block Kasuga's ruthless moves with a single sword, and the two sides fought recklessly without losing the wind!

"The final general has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The boy's voice was high and clear, and everyone felt it very familiar. The people who were not far from the military parade on the day of the Pingtian Festival finally woke up. Seeing his delicate and clear face, and seeing the six-foot long sword on his waist, they immediately raised their voices. Exhale:

"Master Yujian Sect!"

The leading major general was the young man who rode the magic soldiers in the air that day, like a god of war descending to earth!

The crown prince, King Anqing, the landlord of Chunri, and the master of Yujianmen... the people who are in the limelight in Pingjing today all gathered in this civilian alley at once!

On the platform of Chunri Building, Jing Yan's voice overwhelmed the commotion in the alley, and asked lightly, "Where is Major General Lingfei going?"

Bai Lingfei led the soldiers from the left battalion of the Royal Forest Army, with their horizontal swords flat on their chests, and performed the standard military salute only for commanders:

"Returning to Your Highness, His Majesty ordered you to go to the school grounds outside the city at the end of the day to prepare the venue for the selection of the champion of martial arts in three days. After all the candidates arrive, lead them to live in the military camp outside Andingmen, and wait for your majesty to give instructions on the day of selection."

"Oh? The military camp outside the Anding Gate?" Jing Yan smiled slightly, "Please tell General Hong Da that the brothers in the Zhongye Army have been taking too much care these days. After the selection, I will go to the military camp to talk to him about Dadan."

Bai Lingfei took the order immediately.

After hearing this courage to regard the military general as a life-and-death brother, everyone thought of the crown prince's illustrious military achievements, and immediately admired Jing Yan in every possible way.

Bai Lingfei took a slap on the horse's stock, and immediately left Jixian Lane with the Yulin Army.

"My heart to severely punish corrupt officials is no different from that of Ouyang, the host." Jing Yan turned to Ouyang Shaoming beside him. He personally presides over the investigation of officials, ranging from minister-level officials of the six ministries to local county magistrates and rural affairs. Those who are found to be embezzling in private, falsely reporting political achievements, oppressing the people, and dereliction of duty will all be dealt with according to the law. A few days ago, it has been approved by the emperor and sealed by six ministers, which will take effect immediately."

The civilians watching below all cheered and celebrated, shouting one after another——

"The crown prince is wise!"

"The crown prince loves the people, Southern Chu is blessed—!"

"Your Highness will be Lord Ming of Nanchu in the future!"

"It's just that the matter in Xiangxi cannot be delayed. No matter how hard the investigation can suppress corruption, far away water can't save the near fire. The tax increase is really out of urgent need." Jing Yan turned leisurely and said to the leader of the chamber of commerce in the hall : "I hope all the bosses can understand the intention."

Ouyang Shaoming looked at him coldly.

——The sound of shouting under the archway continued, and the people of Jixian Lane all fell to Jing Yan's side in an instant.

In just a few words, the crown prince has achieved his goal without the need to lure him with benefits, and without using swords and soldiers.

Jing Yan has always used all means, both kindness and power, and even the old fox in the court has been manipulated by him. How can these chamber of commerce bosses be his opponents?

"Since Your Highness has said this, we have no objection, so let's do as you wish."

King Anqing snorted coldly, but said nothing.

Jing Yan's expression remained expressionless, and he just curled his lips slightly, "After the incident in Xiangxi, I will review the tax rate together with the six ministers. If the adults all agree that this time it has increased, we will definitely lower the tax again."

"Thank you Your Highness!"

Ouyang Shaoming secretly laughed in his heart: Sure enough, he was fooled.

——Taxes have always been increased but not reduced, not to mention that the six ministers dare not go against his will now. It is even more inconceivable for these court officials to unanimously oppose Jing Yan than the change of the Southern Chu throne.

However, he didn't really take this group of bosses to heart, it's just that he had to deal with them if he wanted to survive in Chunri Building.

What he really cares about is the astonishing Nine Profound sword just now——

Move like the stars and be as quiet as ink, and the wind and clouds change color and thousands of troops are broken.

If this sword is really used to its fullest, how shocking will it be?

☆、Daily life of Major General Qingyuan (repaired)

A military general who has been away for many years is indeed not used to the quiet and peaceful life in Pingjing.

The famous commander Ying Long stepped out of the mansion and went to the Ministry of War reflexively.

——It's not that he has a military order, it's just that he is used to it, and he will go to say hello to his brother every time he returns to Beijing.

The Ministry of War is still running accounts in and out, and the officials are very busy.Seeing Qingyuan arrived, everyone went to ask each other warmly one by one, chatted for a while, and then returned to their posts to concentrate on work.

When he entered the inner palace, he saw a group of Nakano soldiers queuing up to receive their salary, and he couldn't help saying hello several times. At this moment, he was interrupted by a hearty voice, and he was pulled over without asking——

"Don't come if you have a rare vacation. It's not that you have official business to do, so you insist on coming here to occupy space."

"If I don't come here, I can't think of where to go." He looked at the two familiar people blocking the way, and asked in surprise: "Xuan Feng, Yuan Tao, aren't you the deputy generals of your highness? Why are you here?" Wearing armor and an official uniform, he is no different from an official of the Ministry of War!

"His Highness issued a decree a few days ago, ordering us to find out the number of soldiers in the Eighth Army, report to him the false numbers and the lack of military pay, and then re-determine the food and military pay for the soldiers and horses from all walks of life." Xuan Feng took Looking at the roster of sergeants, he marked the results of their inspection in the Nakano barracks with a brush, and bowed his head while writing: "After all the rosters are checked, His Highness will re-assign the Eighth Army."

During these days, he was ordered by Jing Yan to focus on training the frontier soldiers outside the city, and even lived in the barracks before entering the city. When he suddenly heard about the changes in the court, he immediately raised his spirits and asked, "What else did your Highness approve? I will wait later Ask him for instructions, and let me help you."

Yuan Tao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't go, he just saw you training too hard, so he let you rest when he was waiting for a man. However, His Highness has been working day and night since he was in charge of the country, and he has not slacked off. After the reform, the brothers will be busy, and your happy life will not last long, ha!"

Qing Yuan laughed and cursed at him a few words, then took the roster handed over by Xuan Feng, "Reform? What reform?"

"His Highness's reforms lie in reforming the law, land, taxes, people, and the army." Xuan Feng briefly explained to him: "The so-called law reform means that those who commit misdemeanors and are sentenced to less than five years in prison will be replaced by corvee." In short, most of them will not build the Jiangnan Canal in the future. This will make the country more laborers and reduce the corvee of the common people. Therefore, those who have no adult heirs in the family will be exempted from the labor of their husbands, and those who lose their husbands will be exempted from the labor of their sons. In addition, for all the unresolved cases that have accumulated for more than three years in the whole country, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs will send officials to various places to solve the cases, and the censor Tai will patrol the censors and sit in the county yamen for three months to listen to the people's grievances."

It was only then that Qing Yuan realized that Jing Yan hadn't been seen in the past few days, so it turned out that he was running like a raging fire for reform.

"Ge Tian is to distribute the refugees across the country to uncultivated fields, and all the wasteland obtained by reclaiming belongs to the family. As for the Ge people, His Highness will personally preside over the investigation of officials across the country, and anyone who violates the official regulations will be investigated according to the law. Ge Jun, that’s what you’re seeing now. His Highness went to Jixian Lane today, and held a meeting with major trading companies in Pingjing to discuss the increase in taxation for merchants. It's a memorial to farmers' taxes."

——These decrees were actually drawn up before Jing Yan left Pingjing to find the master of Yujian sect.It's just that Qingyuan didn't expect that after he brought Bai Lingfei back, he would take the fulfillment of the emperor's order as a condition, and he would cut him as soon as he said it, completely ignoring the forces in Pingjing who wanted to put him to death.

Major General Tsing Yi said decisively, "His Royal Highness has such a heavy workload, even if he has three heads and six arms, he can't handle it. I will tell him right away, let him cancel my vacation and come back to help."

"Wait—!" The two desperately dragged him back from the gate of the military department:

"War horses need to rest even when they run thousands of miles every day. You are His Highness's most handsome mount. If you go, he will definitely blame us for not taking good care of his horse." Xuan Feng sighed in a low voice.

"Okay, why are you still worried about being fine? Your Highness has already said that he is busy with reforms, and he has no time to observe each one of this year's champion of martial arts." Yuan Tao put his arms around his shoulders and punched him bluntly Go on, "So, rely on your sharp eyes to check for him, and be an assessor with him in this exam, and see what this year's boys are up to."

Qing Yuan was stunned when he heard that, in every military champion examination, the Emperor, Minister of War, Counselor of the Eighth Army, and Southern Chu Commander are the natural examiners, but he, a mere fifth-rank military general, was actually entrusted with this important task?

He understood right away that in order to stabilize his position in the imperial court and the army, Jing Yan spent a little more effort than reform.

He gave up the idea of ​​returning to work, and after leaving the Ministry of War, bored, he had no choice but to walk into Jixian Lane.

The platform meeting of Chunri Building has ended, and the scholars outside the Yizheng Academy, as well as the chauffeurs on the side of the road, and the illiterate women in the noodle stalls, are all chattering about this morning on the platform, how the Chunri Building is not afraid of power, and what about His Royal Highness Determined to reform, and the scene where the master of Yujianmen and the first sword of Pingjing fight against each other, even the top and bottom, has become a storytelling idea for many teahouse stages.

Hearing the people around him being talked about by the people and having different opinions, Qingyuan was very interested, and after listening to the storytelling for a few quarters of an hour, he turned out of Tianjie.

He doesn't like noisy people, but apart from the palace, there is no place in Pingjing that can be quiet, so it's better to visit this hub avenue.

Since he was ordered to the East China Sea last time, he has not really seen Pingjing for half a year:

This familiar yet unfamiliar capital seems to be the only way it can be.

Since he came to Beijing with his father when he was young, there has been no great change in the city, but it can be vaguely seen that life in the city is becoming more and more difficult for people like him who come from humble backgrounds. The small shops of the common people can only be found in the eastern and western cities, and the slums in the outer cities are becoming more and more congested, becoming the last refuge of the displaced people in Southern Chu.

In today's Chudu, the only place where poor people can stand and hold their heads up is Jixian Lane.

Turning to Dongshi, the avenue is full of small stalls selling antiques, jade, rouge, jewelry... all kinds of gadgets, Qingyuan was dazzled, saw a small shop next to the avenue that seemed to be a weapon shop, and got up Walked over with interest.

"Guest officer, wait a moment! This Qingfeng sword cannot be moved, it cannot be moved!"

The shopkeeper said to the guest who had just picked up the iron sword on the wall: "This sword was made by Lingyuan, the swordsmith in the pre-Qin period, for Jin Wengong. Now in the world... Since you are destined to fall in love with this sword, then the villain will set a price, 100 taels! 100 taels to receive this peerless sword is worth it!"

The shopkeeper's face was full of emotions, Qingyuan glanced at him suspiciously, and saw that he was holding a long stainless steel sword, sharpening it carelessly with a coarse cloth——

Does this man understand swords?Grinding with coarse cloth like this, even a good sword can be ground into a pretty girl!

But this sword... I seem to have seen it somewhere?

"Oh, guest officer, don't look at it! No matter how much you pay, this treasure cannot be sold!" The shopkeeper waved the sword in front of his eyes intentionally or unintentionally, "Can't you recognize it? You are too blind, this sword It is Ouyang Louzhu's portable sword!"

He had a flattering smile on his face, "My shop... It's an honor to say that the landlord appointed his jade-cutting feelings to be polished by the villain on a regular basis. Didn't you see that when the old man shot to stop the master of the Yujian sect today, he used the Isn’t the fan a sword? Isn’t it because his world-famous treasure is here.”

The guest spoke a Yangzhou accent, and stared at the long sword in the owner's hand:

"Could it be the landlord Ouyang who leads the 72 roads of the rivers and lakes? This...is this really love for cutting jade!?"

"You finally have some knowledge. The Qingfeng Sword is an exception. 95 taels cheaper, guest officer..."

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, Qing Yuan snatched the long sword he was polishing in his hand.

"How can you polish that guy's sword so sloppily?" Qing Yuan reasoned with the shopkeeper angrily, "Like this kind of peerless sword, you should at least use high-quality abrasive paste and then dip it in water, and slowly grind it along the direction of the blade. How can you rub it with a rough cloth? He has charged you such a high price, what if he can’t use his hands for the jade that you have grinded out?..."

So it is said that the mouth cannon disease is contagious, and it is not immune from the crown prince to the commander of the Yinglong Army.

"Don't hinder me from doing business! You love sharpening your sword so much, you can sharpen it yourself!" The shopkeeper was furious. He had seen troublemakers before, but he had never seen such a heartless idiot!

He turned around and apologized to the guest: "The price is 90 taels a mouthful. Take the sword back, sir. Don't tell me the origin of the sword. It's just that our shop is qualified to sharpen the sword for the owner of Ouyang. Who would dare to look down on you when you walk on the rivers and lakes in the future?" ?”

Qingyuan kept grabbing the boss, nagging him: "Are you going to be an unscrupulous profiteer? Come with me, and I will teach you how to grind. In the future, that guy will give you the love of cutting jade, and you will I can't let his baby miss a little bit, otherwise it's none of my business if he hacked you..."

The shopkeeper couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Shut up! Get out immediately!"

"Who are you telling to get out?"

The three people in the store immediately silenced.

For no reason there was a cold man with a red cloak outside the door, and the shopkeeper was dumbfounded:

Jixian Lane is indeed lively today... But why are weird people coming one after another on Tianjie?

In a blink of an eye, the shopkeeper changed into that flattering posture again, and bowed repeatedly to invite him into the shop.

"I heard that you sell swords, so come and take a look." The man looked at Qing Yuan who was stunned, untied the sword, handed it to the shopkeeper, and said coldly, "How much is this sword worth?"

The shopkeeper was even more dumbfounded when he saw it - this sword is really familiar.

He looked at the long sword on the counter, looked left and right:

It's exactly the same... No, in fact, there is a little difference. Could it be that they met colleagues?

To be able to make counterfeit products the same as the real ones, he really needs to learn from his peers and make progress together.

The man raised his eyebrows, as if everyone in the world was ignored by him: "Make a plan, and I'll sell it to you."

The owner finally realized something was wrong.

"Master Ouyang... Don't, don't be kidding, old man, I can't afford this sword even if I use the whole shop..."

The martial arts leader is so willful!A person like Ouyang Shaoming can't get in at all, so why choose his shop to crash into!

He bowed to Ouyang Shaoming again and again, only to leave his head on the ground.

"It's good to know." The host of Chunri winked, and asked Qingyuan to throw him the "Qingyuqing".

Ouyang Shaoming took the sword, glanced at it with disdain, and said calmly: "The so-called Qingfeng sword is just remade by melting the iron slag left over from the second iron smelting, and it is only worth a few tens of pennies at most. As for this sword—" He shook his head and sighed: "Forgive me, the whole sword is not half alike. Except for the blind, only a fool with a pinched forehead would believe it."

"You...!" Qing Yuan almost punched him.

"Don't you need to be the lackey of the crown prince today?" The host in the red cloak continued, "Oh - he has the master of the Yujian sect as his new love, so he neglected your old love. What a pity for you, this It’s better to get rid of such a man as soon as possible.”

In a public place like Tianjie, Qingyuan still cherishes the Crown Prince's feathers extremely.

So, for the first time, he smiled instead of anger: "It's really a pity that the owner Ouyang didn't kick His Highness off the platform this morning."

Ouyang Shaoming looked at him leisurely, and suddenly smiled, the ice and snow on his face melted for the first time.

He shook his sleeves, and the red clothes fluttered in front of Qingyuan, just like his aura that was seven points flamboyant and three points wild.

"Look at the broken sword, let's go."

"Also, tomorrow I don't want to see some scrap iron with inconsistent prices—"

He and Qingyuan stepped out of the shop, and before leaving, he said to the shopkeeper with a smile: "You can figure it out."

The boss regretted it now, Jixian Lane is nearby, if he had known this, even if he was given the guts of a leopard, he would not dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head - getting offended by Ouyang landlord is more terrible than offending black and white innocence!

☆, Qin Xin Jian Soul (repaired)

"I can't see the famous sword being ruined by the boss, so I stand up for you in the face of injustice!"

"Oh? Do you think I will easily hand over my treasures to others? The major general is training cavalry these days, not sailors. How could he lose his mind?"

... The arrogant and poisonous man on the stand was simply one of the most painful black histories in his life.

Qing Yuan followed him out of Dongshi City after half-running and half-chasing. The red cloak along the road was more recognizable than Chiu Yuqing. It was like a magnet attracting iron, and the eyes of the whole street were focused on him.

——It’s okay to be flamboyant, do you need to dress so high-profile!

He couldn't stand the feeling of walking side by side with celebrities in Pingjing and the attention of all people, so he walked away without saying a word, but Ouyang Shaoming quickly leaned forward and grabbed his wrist.

"Don't force me to cut off your hand."

Ouyang Shaoming sounded amused, this was probably the most presumptuous gauntlet he had ever seen in his life, "Cut it and try it."

Qingyuan smiled proudly, then raised his leg and drew out his dagger, stabbing straight at Kasuga's five fingers.But before the blade got close, the major general's movements stopped.

Ouyang Shaoming followed him to look, the street was bustling with people and cars, but there was a crimson colored dress in the small noodle shop, which was very eye-catching.

The girl smiled coquettishly, and was eating noodles with a little boy. The strange thing was that he was not sitting on a bench, but a wooden wheelchair.

The girl didn't mind the strange eyes around her, and she didn't mind the hard work. She ate the noodle bowl and leaned over to talk to the boy. The boy was a bit lonely and unhappy, but when he talked and laughed with her, his face returned to that of a child of the same age. As innocent as it should be, she doesn't even know that the corners of her mouth are stained with oil.

It was a rare unspoiled scenery in the snobbish and cruel city of Pingjing.

"Did you fall in love with a girl at first sight?"

Qing Yuan glared at him, "Young Princess is a rich man, it's not your turn to talk nonsense."

Ouyang Shaoming let out an "oh", and didn't take it seriously, relying on the overwhelming advantage of internal strength, he forced Qingyuan to follow him along with the crowd.

"That's right, you have always been her brother's old love, and you didn't have the guts to hit her."

Thinking of those two sincere and pure children, Qingyuan felt emotional and forgot to argue for a while.

"The children Bai Lingfei teaches are not bad."

Qingyuan looked at him in surprise: "How do you know?"

Ouyang Shaoming shook his head and smiled, and then continued calmly: "That young princess Yiya is also a good girl, but it's a pity that she was born in the royal family."

Qingyuan frowned, but it was irrefutable.

Jing Yan spends many years switching between temples and battlefields, even in Chudu, he rarely finds time to take care of his own sister.Often when he has no time to take care of himself, he entrusts Yi Ya to himself for secret protection.

It can be said that I watched that royal lady grow up.

And the Yiya he knew was not a happy girl.

——Just like Jing Yan, her heart was never willing to be bound by the gold-plated shackles of the royal family:

But her brother has chosen to live forever and is trapped, so she struggles to break free from the chain, how long can she last?

The heat of midsummer almost steamed the noodle shop. The girl and the boy were so hot that they were sweating profusely, and they kept their conversations silent. Compared with the shirtless young men who spoke foul language, they looked very out of place.

"You often run out like this?" Xiaotian wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, chewing the noodles while saying, "Does the bastard ignore you?"

Yi Yayang asked for two bowls of water, and handed another bowl to Xiaotian, "Brother Huang often leads the army, even in Pingjing, he is busy with political affairs, so it is difficult for us to see each other. I see Brother Qingyuan instead. More, it’s just that others are good, and they don’t control me too much.”

"I'm similar to you. Brother Fei has to do several jobs a day in order to support us and find out the whereabouts of the senior brother. We don't come home until midnight. We don't see him much." Talking about his experiences in Jinyang, he His expression darkened, and it was that heart-wrenching loneliness again.

Yiya leaned over, smiled at him with a wink, "That's okay, you like Brother Lingfei so much, he must love you very much."

"Brother Fei loves us the most!" Xiaotian raised his head with tears in his eyes, and his clear childish voice was very firm: "In Wangyou Valley, when the senior brother was away, he took us to pick flowers and go to the forest. Adventure, cook for us, tell us stories."

"After leaving the valley, he worked non-stop for us; he was nailed to the stake by the bastard for us... I know he doesn't want to come to this hellish place, he doesn't want to be a major general, but he still wants to do it for me. stay here..."

Tears rolled in Xiaotian's eye sockets, falling drop by drop on the half-eaten noodles.

"I'm so scared, I'm so afraid that I'll hurt Brother Fei... He must be feeling very uncomfortable now, he doesn't like this place at all!"

In the past few days, it was already late at night when Brother Fei came to the Taixue Institute, and he fell asleep before finishing the story every day.

The boy had never seen him so tired, and he couldn't even sleep well at night, often having nightmares.

Once, he sneaked past to see the boy who was frowning and talking in his dreams.

He couldn't see that nightmare, but heard the name repeated by him——

Those were the names of his two companions.The few of them depended on each other for life, from the top of the famous mountain to the small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

That night, everything that took his life away.

The memory of that night is very messy, Shi Manjing, who is smiling like a fairy under the spring breeze and the moon, and the will-o'-the-wisp ignited for no reason... until she woke up after being injured, the group of them was already on their way.

He didn't know what Shaoyaoju looked like that night, and he didn't know how his companion died—only Brother Fei knew these things.

He has endured too much alone, but he doesn't know it at all.

The boy covered his mouth tightly and fell on the bed sobbing silently. The boy guarding the bed had such a painful dream all night. After waking up early in the morning, he put on his armor and returned to the palace.

"Brother Lingfei and Brother Huang are the same people."

Yiya felt sad when she heard:

He even endured being bullied by noble children in Taixue without saying a word, but now he shed tears for others?

She patted the top of his head lightly, learning to coax the ill-fated boy in front of her——

"We can't do anything. Only by living a good life can we reassure them."

Before he knew it, Qingyuan had been taken to an alley in the city by Ouyang Shaoming.

Major General Tsing Yi was about to realize his bold words of cutting down Chunri’s host, but he saw a small tavern in front of him, with a simple and elegant style and a quiet and elegant style. The courtyard of Xiangfei Bamboo.

"It's not easy for me to invite people to drink here. I will make an exception today, and I will treat it as a thank you gift for protecting my sword."

"...?"

Major General Ying Long couldn't react at all, so he was directly dragged into the tavern by him.

Ouyang Shaoming and the boss should be old friends, as soon as he enters the tavern, he can go straight into the courtyard, like the owner, motioning Qingyuan to sit in the private seat in the bamboo forest.

"...Since that sword is fake, why are you thanking me?"

The green bamboos in the forest were shining brightly against the sun, and Xia Yang took a photo in the afternoon, but the flames were separated by the bamboos, and the golden light fell on the two of them.

There is a long table in the bamboo forest, on which there is a Guqin.

Ouyang Shaoming sat in front of the piano and put the famous sword aside, his own arrogant smile was in his eyes.

The red cloak lit up fireworks, engulfing the bamboo forest for ten miles.

The wind picked up suddenly, but Qingyuan only stared at the blazing red.

The soap belt of his hair fluttered up, and suddenly entered the three-foot space where the two looked at each other, and brushed it in front of Ouyang Shaoming.

"Since you cherish the sword, you are qualified to drink wine with me."

The sunlight outlines the elegant and graceful figure, the handsome and dazed face in front of his eyes, for a moment he held his breath——

I finally understood why he still didn't see the world's glitz in his eyes in the busy city.

He doesn't want to belong to the troubled times of Pingjing, this should be his world - just like his own.

"Since you are so sincere, I am not polite."

Qingyuan hesitated for a while, and finally sat down.

It's not that he wants to drink with Ouyang Shaoming, it's just that it's extremely difficult to find such an elegant place in the city, and it's rare to come here, so he has no reason to go back to the troubled Paradise Street.

In the bamboo grove, Ouyang Shaoming set up the wine utensils and personally cooked a pot of Xiangmei people for him.

Once Qingyuan tasted it, the fine nectar in the throat was extremely clear in the wine, it seemed to be at the peak.