Shinno Bayi

Looking at the city, there are very few traces of being burned two years ago.Li Twelve looked at the city gate, then looked back at the memorial in the carriage: "Look, we're here."

The woman in the car is about 30 years old, and the slight changes in her face still exist.When she met Li Twelve, it had been less than a year since Ji Li.Yuan Shu was defeated that year, and his father Ji Ling died in battle. Among the rebellious army, Li Twelve tried his best to block Xiahou Dun, and was escorted by Ma Xiu and Ma Dai to break out of the encirclement.Later, she wandered around with Li Twelve for three or four years and came to Xinye, where she married Li Twelve.She was 20 years old that year, and Li Twelve was 23 years old.

She thought she could live peacefully in Xinye, but she didn't want a war to drive her to a busy life eight years later.It was another two or three years, and after several twists and turns, he returned to this rebuilt city again.

Li Twelve drove the carriage into the city, and remembered through the window: "The house at home must be gone."

"Of course, I saw the fire when I left."

Memorial was silent for a while, with a sad look on his face.Li Twelve noticed: "It's okay, we can build a better one when we come back. I have already thought about it, this time I will build an inn in a lively place, and you will be the proprietress in the future."

Memorial knew that with Li Twelve's abilities, he didn't need to make a living in this market. What he wanted was to make contributions and fight the enemy.But I was afraid that he would die tragically like his father, so I never wanted him to join the army.Li Twelve wanted to join the army a few times in the first few times, but Memorial made up various reasons to stop her. After Li Twelve understood her thoughts, he stopped mentioning them.He just worked as a nursing home in the local squire's family, and worked as a poor under the county magistrate for a few years, maintaining law and order in the lower city.Memorial understands that Li Twelve is a person who does great things after all. If he hadn't met him back then, he must be a general now.But who can make it clear, Li Twelve is glad that he can meet Memorial and enjoy the stability in this desolate scene.

Two years have passed, and although the scene in the city has somewhat recovered, it still inevitably gives people a sense of desolation.Of course, the state and county encourage the people to come back and rebuild, and people like Li Twelve are even more welcome, and they have designated a good place for him to build an inn.Of course, you still have to pay for the expenses yourself. Fortunately, Li Twelve has rescued wealthy businessmen with his good martial arts in the past few years, and he has also saved criminals who blocked the road and robbed him. "Picking up" is also saving a lot of silver taels.Some helpers were found and various raw materials were bought. At the end of this year, a small inn was built.

On the day of completion, Memorial prepared meals for everyone.The atmosphere was good, and a person at the table smiled and asked, "Hey, Boss, the inn is finished now, but it doesn't have a name yet. I wonder if you've made up your mind, Boss?"

Li Twelve was taken aback, then smiled and replied: "Haha, I don't study much, so I'll ask the old master for a name tomorrow."

A person next to him was slightly drunk, and interrupted: "Hey, what's the use of finding a wife with a name? I think it's called Honghuo Inn. How happy." The people below all smiled and responded: "Okay, Honghuo Inn!" Alright." Li Twelve was straightforward and thought it sounded good, and said to the memorial beside him, "Madam, what do you think of the name of this prosperous inn?" The memorial smiled and said, "Not bad, our life will be prosperous in the future. It's hot." Li Twelve was even more happy when he heard that: "Okay, it's called the Red Fire Inn, and I'll go and engrave a plaque tomorrow."

"It's just a plaque, why wait for dawn?" one person said loudly.Li Twelve saw that the man was Han Yiji, who looked like 25, and had only recently come over to do some woodwork.Han Yiji's shout aroused everyone's interest, and Li Twelve was also curious: "Then what does this brother mean to carve a plaque now?"

"Just a moment." Han Yiji said slightly drunk.

"I'm afraid this brother has drunk too much?" Memorial whispered to Li Twelve slightly worried.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just for fun." Someone has already fetched a piece of wood and handed it to Han Yiji. With a relaxed expression, Han Yiji took out a pen from his arms, dipped in the wine in the glass, and waved his hand on the wooden board. Write down the four characters of Red Fire Inn.I saw that the font is not beautiful, but it is neat and powerful, and it looks energetic.Everyone watched with great interest, and there were no scholars or great Confucians present here. Seeing that Han Yiji finished writing, they all agreed.

Han Yiji put down his pen, and took out a short knife. Some of the people present who knew how to make plaques, saw that Han Yiji didn't use professional tools, and all made "huh" or "oh" sounds.Li Twelve's idea was simple, but he just found it interesting, so he let out a sigh.

Commemorating the delicate thoughts, seeing Han Yiji take out the dagger, he felt that there was some reason in his heart, and he became nervous unconsciously.It can also be said that the frightened bird is afraid of the empty string, and the bow and snake shadow is the upper beam.Li Twelve and the others looked at Han Yiji attentively. Han Yiji held the handle of the knife with the blade pointing down, and exerted force on his wrist.The wine marks are still wet, the knife edge flows along the strokes, sometimes gurgling streams, sometimes waterfalls.Everyone showed admiration on their faces. Li Twelve was the same at first, but after watching it gradually, he suddenly felt that this technique seemed familiar, but for a while he couldn't think of when and where it was, so he couldn't help showing doubts.Seeing Li Twelve like this, Ji Ji didn't bother him, and moved closer.

The traces of the wine evaporated, Han Yiji raised the knife in his hand, picked up the plaque, and blew hard to blow off the sawdust on the board.Everyone applauded, the plaque is not a high-quality product, and it is also a good skill to be able to finish it in such a short time.Han Yiji took a glass of wine and drank it with a smile: "Brother Twelve, how about engraving a plaque?"

"Ah, good, brother Han is good at skills, good skills, come, let me toast you."

All night, dawn.Li Twelve asked the clerk to hang up the plaque. The inn was open and the business was good. Some came to eat the first meal, and some came to live in the first room.Li Twelve and Memorial stood at the door of the store and watched the business that was neither too much nor too little. This kind of thing is quiet if it is not booming. "It will be fine." Memorial said softly, holding Li Twelve's shoulders.

"It's good, haha." Li Twelve couldn't pretend to be anything, and Memorial could tell at a glance that his mind was not on business, he must be thinking about that Han Yiji.

"Do you still think about that person last night?"

"Yeah, his saber technique reminds me of something, but I can't express it."

"Is it an enemy?"

"No way, the Chou family dare to show off their sword skills in front of me?" Li Twelve said jokingly.

"Yo Yo, do what you can." Memorial said with a smile.

The old housekeeper came out of the shop: "Miss, today's business is very good, and it will definitely get better in the future. We may not have enough manpower by then."

"Oh? Then our business has expanded..."

Jiaozhou, the old man tribe, at dusk.On the mountain behind the tribe, a young man said to the two elders impatiently: "I don't want to wait for news. This time I must go to the Central Plains. I don't care about the prime minister's business!"