The honest businessman and his little wife

The days went by like water, and Zhang Fugui had no choice but to lead the team to buy goods northward under the begging of Wang Er in the town.

Wang Er helped him bury his parents in the early years, and there was some kindness there.He was most familiar with the trade route going north, so he had to return the favor and take the caravan to the north.

In mid-July, their caravan arrived at the old Beiyan territory.Weary and exhausted, we decided to rest here for two days.

Zhang Fugui was a vulgar man, he used his strength since he was a child, he regained his energy after only one sleep, and he only thought about bringing Chen Shien back with his gadgets, so he went to the street alone.

Staring in a daze, he came to a desolate sandy land, with no one around and no vegetation.The north wind howled.When I was suffering from no one asking for directions, I saw a dilapidated gazebo to the west, and a willow tree beside the pavilion, which was lush and covered the sky and the sun, which looked extremely strange in the dry sand.

After blinking, a man in white clothes came out of the pavilion.That man exudes a transparent and light air, which brings coolness to people in the hot north at the end of July, and makes people think of extremely expensive jade when they see it.

Suddenly, there was also a man sitting under the willow tree, dressed in red, with a fan in one hand and a jug in the other, taking a sip from time to time.Take a sip and glance at the pavilion in front of you.

The honest businessman walked towards that pavilion and that tree in a daze, without thinking about the weirdness of this pavilion and that tree.

The people in the pavilion also noticed that someone was approaching, and only turned their heads to look at him, calm and steady, without speaking or smiling, their soft eyes seemed to be bathed in moonlight.

The man in red under the tree had already stood up, dropped the flagon, and ran up to the merchant, fanning his fan, curling up his mouth, his peach eyes were alluring, and he said childishly to the merchant: "Look get me, eh?"

Without waiting for the businessman's answer, he said to himself again: "Great, can you take me out?"

The man in white looked at them, neither smiling nor speaking, as calm as if he had never seen anyone or heard anything.

Seeing the businessman stupefied, Taohua in Hongyi smiled, raised the jug, and took a few sips of wine.

Zhang Fugui was really taken aback by what he said. Could it be that others couldn't see him?

The man in white frowned, glanced at the handsome boy, and narrowed his eyes.

Although he was thinking about it, the honest businessman only asked: "My little brother, how can I get to the Laifu Inn? I have been wandering around here for a long time but I can't find a way out."

The man in white is elegant and elegant, with an extraordinary bearing, he seems to have seen it somewhere.

The businessman wondered, where did he see it?

"Tch, how long have you been walking around? You can't find a way out? Why don't you ask how long I've been walking around? Can you find a way out?" the man in red murmured, his eyes wide open.

The man in white spoke to Zhang Fugui, warm and moist, like the spring breeze: "It's time to go back. It's been 100 years. If you don't come back again, those who are waiting should be anxious."

The businessman didn't understand what he was talking about, he only felt something accumulated in his chest, which seemed to be about to burst out of the ground.

Before he could ask again, the man in red with peach blossom eyes squeezed beside the man in white, giggling, his peach blossom eyes twitched up.He raised his hand and squeezed the man in white's chin, looking drunk, he said: "What, you are a hundred-year-old iceberg...would you be anxious, hahaha..."

The man in white still kept his eyes open, and stretched out his hand to support the man in red.He only spoke to Wen Wen, an honest businessman: "Sir, you only need to go straight to the south, don't look back, and you will go back naturally."

Zhang Fugui only said that he was in a strange situation today, and he was thinking about leaving, but when he turned around, someone grabbed him by the cuff.

The man in red squinted his eyes, and he said, "Boss, do you have southern wine in your caravan?" He widened his eyes at the businessman, jokingly: "I, I have drunk northern spirits for 100 years. Burning knives really don't suit my taste, it's so strong that it hurts my heart...It's still southern wine, light and soft, with a long fragrance...I miss southern wine...Can you bring me southern wine?"

Looking at the wet eyes of the man in red, the businessman thought of the man in Jiuyi Mountain, and his heart softened. He said softly, "Don't worry, little brother, I'll bring you southern wine tomorrow, Zhuyeqing, the last It's long and soft."

On the second day, Zhang Fugui brought wine, but he couldn't find the sandy land.

The waiter in the inn heard that he was looking for a willow tree in the sand, and felt that he had met a fool. He also heard that there was a dilapidated pavilion next to the willow tree, so he was startled and said tremblingly.

That’s right, a long time ago, the King of Northern Yan rebelled, and the western suburbs battlefield was the garrison of the young general. The 20-year-old general was brave and resourceful, and his military orders were majestic. In less than a month, the war was quelled.

In order to thank him, people built a pavilion here. People with good deeds dared to ask the general if he wanted to name the pavilion. The general just took a piece of paper to the man with a big "" One character", very strong and thin gold body, so this pavilion was named "One Character Pavilion".

Zhang Fugui touched his head, thinking: One word?In my memory, there was a man in green cloth, holding a doll in his arms, and calling her a word.Could this general be the man who coaxed the baby in the garden?

Xiao Er went on to say: "Three years later, a slender man and a [-]-foot rough man, known as the Iron Armored Army, invaded with troops. The young general led troops to station again, but he suffered a disadvantage in the western suburbs. People said, The slender man drew his bow, and the arrow pierced the general's heart, and the young general died under the "Yizi Pavilion"."

I don't remember how long it took, the pavilion became dilapidated due to lack of maintenance, but a willow tree suddenly grew beside the pavilion. People only thought that the young general had appeared.

The common people raised money to repair the pavilion, and on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, they brought wine and meat to worship under the tree next to the pavilion, hoping for peace and good weather.

It is also this pavilion that manifests spirits. In the old Beiyan land, there were no natural disasters and man-made disasters. The weather is really smooth, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

I don't remember how long it took, the battlefield, the pavilion and the tree disappeared, and the worshipers had nowhere to worship.

Xiaoer murmured what he knew, smiled playfully, and flattered Zhang Fugui. The honest businessman asked sullenly, "Then why did I see that pavilion and tree yesterday?"

Xiao Er didn't wait for the tipped silver, so his face darkened, and he shook the rag on his arm, feeling extremely impatient, and said as he walked, "I'm afraid I've messed with something dirty."

He returned to the room in a daze, pushed open the door, and there was a person sitting in the dark, exuding a warm and clean air.He obviously didn't see the man's appearance clearly, but he knew that the man was the man in white in the pavilion yesterday.

The man got up in the darkness and cupped his fists at him, saying: "I came here uninvited, I hope you will forgive me. I am thanking you for staying here, and I would like to ask you for a glass of wine."

The honest businessman's face became hot when he heard him say the word "Mr." Brother Xie is older, if you don’t mind, brother Xie can just call me Big Brother Zhang.”

Holding the jug in his hand, Zhang Fugui poured a glass of wine for Xie Su, remembering how the young man in red was talking about southern wine yesterday, he asked a little: "Where is the other young man?"

Xie Susi was polite, but he smiled and said nothing, took a sip of wine, and asked slightly: "I wonder what plans Big Brother Zhang has in the future?"

The honest businessman just smiled naively: "There is a loved one at home, and I miss him very much after being away for more than a month..."

Xie Su didn't wait for him to finish, and asked again: "Everyone has the ambition to be in the imperial court, Brother Zhang, does he have the intention to be a high-ranking official in the imperial court, how about honoring the ancestors?"

The businessman continued to smile innocently: "I can't write or write, and my life's wish is to be with the person I love, to be safe and happy."

In the darkness, only the sound of breathing was heard, the moon crawled out and spilled into the room through the window, and he saw the thin and dense mist in the eyes of the man in white.

Xie Su drank the wine in the glass in one breath, poured another glass on his own, and asked softly, "Is he okay?"

"Who?"

"Your sweetheart."

The businessman smiled naively, took a sip from the wine glass, opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the man in white stood up abruptly, with his back to the moon outside the window, and finished the wine in one gulp.

He seemed to be smiling, and seemed to be crying again, but the businessman obviously only remembered his unwavering eyes.

The businessman saw Xie Su turn around and walk towards the window, and he heard him say: "My mission has been completed, I have to go, I just hope that the past will be forgotten, and in the next life, I will be just me."

"where are you going?"

"Yan Wang has been waiting for me for a long time."

Zhang Fugui did not speak.The man looked back at him again: "Earlier, I was afraid that you still had a long-cherished wish to return to the court, so you refused to enter reincarnation. Now, you have already looked down on fame and fortune, and I am no longer useful. Now, let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the moonlight fell on the ground, and the man had disappeared, only Zhang Fugui was left in the empty room, and there was only a cup on the table, which proved that someone really came there just now.

After a long time, the moon climbed higher, and the whole room was illuminated by the moonlight, and suddenly another person stood in front of the window, casting a black shadow.

He opened his red peach eyes, bouncing towards Zhang Fugui, flicked the hem of the red dress, and sat on the stool where the man in white had sat.

"Why is the stupid businessman crying?" The tone was full of teasing.

Zhang Fugui wiped his face casually, poured a glass of wine for the young man in red,

The man in red took a sip, frowned, and said in disgust, "You stingy businessman, how dare you bring this kind of low-grade wine in front of me? I am dignified... how can I drink this kind of wine."

Zhang Fugui hurriedly said: "This is the only wine I can find... This is what our caravan guy brought for himself to drink... Or if you go to the south with me, I will treat you to a good wine."

The man in red laughed, his peach blossom eyes were wet in the moonlight, he just murmured: What a fool.

The businessman didn't seem to be looking at him. His mind was in a mess and his heart was hurting. He couldn't tell whether it was for himself or for someone else.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, the young man in red put the cup heavily on the table, and there was a bang, which really startled the businessman.In the pale moonlight, he heard the rare serious voice of the young man in red, he said: "I have a story about drinking, you stupid businessman, would you like to hear it?"

The stupid businessman poured a glass of wine and nodded.

In the darkness, only the shallow voice of the young man in red was heard, and he said: "A long time ago, there was a rich man in the south. The rich man had three sons. The protagonist of the story is Tan Huan, who lives in the rich man's family and has two older brothers. Shi Zhen is really a dandy, she loves everything from Jingshe's beautiful maidservant to the lamplit pear garden."

"In the fifteenth year, a monk came to the family. He said that the fate of greed and joy is very special. There is no father or mother in his life. The monk also said that if he wants to avoid the disaster, he only needs to stay at home. He must not go out before. Outsiders can avoid disasters. Therefore, the 15-year-old boy was trapped at home, and his parents ordered people to guard him."

"Young and frivolous, you just want to go out, so how can you stand being locked in three inches? Just say that the little slave who guarded him, named Du Xuan, was completely dumb, and often brought food and tea from the neighboring street. He found the most fashionable books for him, and even taught him how to practice swordsmanship. How old is Du Xuanchang, the son of Tanhuan's father's confidant, and the two grew up together. They often sit with him under the courtyard wall to watch As the sun went down, Du Xuan listened silently to the young man who was trapped at home complaining.

"The sun was setting, and my father and brothers all came back. Tan Huan bid him farewell, and said, I'm going back to eat. Du Xuan, you should go back quickly. The boy picked up his sword and walked away step by step. "

"Tan Huan was separated from him when he was grown up and went out to study. At the age of 19, Tan Huan returned home, and disaster happened at home. His parents, brother and sister-in-law were all killed. The young Du Xuan took him out and hid him in the In the farmer's back basket, all the random swords pierced into Du Xuan's chest. Tan Huan could even hear the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh."

"Du Xuan let out a sigh of relief, and gave him a wooden doll covered with a red hijab. His eyes were full of tears... That idiot was 22 years old when he died, and he hadn't married yet..."

"I'm done drinking..." The young man in red rolled his eyes and his voice was hoarse.

The honest businessman was immersed in the story he told, and asked anxiously, "What happened next?"

The young man in red picked up the wine glass, put it upside down on the table, and said with a leisurely smile, "I'll tell you about the wine tomorrow night when I prepare the wine." Then he got up and wanted to leave.

The businessman was so blessed that he said softly, "May I ask the young master's name?"

The young man in red looked at him with his peach blossom eyes, he saw clearly, he spoke for a while, softly and crisply: "Weiyan, my name is Weiyan."

The businessman lowered his head and rubbed his wine glass, then looked up again, and Wei Yan was gone.No matter how foolish he is, he knows that the people he sees are very human. Fairies and ghosts, he is such a handsome young man, without the ugly appearance of blood-sucking, cannibalism and bleeding from seven orifices that the older generation said.