Changan's night is so peaceful. You can clearly hear the tweeting of the autumn worm, and you can easily distinguish the footsteps of different severity.
In the house of Mrs. Xuanyang Fang, Yang Huahua was sitting in front of the bronze mirror in a daze. Suddenly it was evoked the memories of more than ten years ago.
The impact of her teenager was too strong, and the tone and expression of speaking were exactly the same as that person at the time. "My Datang wants to be prolonged by Qianqiu Kuye, and it will be taken when Bai Cao is urged!"
His heart, he is really a nerd!
After biting his lips, Yang Huahua was in the next line to clear tears. If you vowed more, he became a lie, but he promised to give it more to find it. He loved him for seventeen years and thought about him for seventeen years.
After hating him for seventeen years, in the end, he found that it was just a dream.
"Mrs., wife, don't be sad." The personal girl Ying Qiu handed the Juan Pa in a timely manner, and comforted. "The master has been gone for so many years, and you should let it go.
Do you think about it? "
"Who said I was crying, I didn't cry!" Yang Huahua snatched Juan Pa, wiped the tears of the cheeks, and turned away.
"Well." Ying Qiu sighed: "Madam, everyone has to look forward, do you have any difficult days, do you and the young master have come over? Now the days are good, you should be happy."
"Ying Qiu, have you followed me for a few years?" Yang Hua was sinking and whispered.
Although Yingqiu didn't know why the Lord's suddenly asked about this, he thought about it slightly. It still answered: "This year, after 18 years, the wife of the wife married, the old lady sent Qiu'er to serve you
. ""
"Yeah, you have been following me for seventeen years, I am really old." Yang Huahua thought silently, seemed to lose the soul.
"Where is the old lady!" Ying Qiu couldn't bear to see the appearance of the master's family, put a bronze mirror in Yang Huahua and said: "You look at your skin quality, it is not comparable to the lady in the 28th year;
Look at your black hair again, it is His Majesty's admiration. And this ... "
Waving her hand to interrupt Ying Qiu's good words, Yang Huahua smiled bitterly: "Everyone will grow old, how can I escape? I am not afraid of being old, but once a woman is young, it will lose its value.
It will be left aside by men as garbage. If I do n’t have this skin, who else can hold it thickly to mediate for the Yang family? "
When Yingqiu saw that the Lord's home was so true, he was wronged: "I really feel worthless for you. The days of the Yang family can come to today's concubine and mother.
Such a sharp? Er Ye not only knows that he is grateful to you, but also forced you again and again, go ... "
"You don't understand." The corners of the mouth of Yang Huahua became colder and colder: "Our women must finally depend on the family in this world. Don't look at you as beautiful, men can just let you fall to the bottom of the valley."
"I don't believe that all men are so ruthless. Li Jialangjun looks like a responsible person!" Ying Qiunu made a mouthful and argued himself. "He exported to chapter at a young age, both civil and military, and he was humble.
And so handsome! "
"He?" Yang Hua froze, as if he was talking to himself: "Is he really willing to play for the Yang family?"
"That's nature. You raised him so and made him a shortage of fat. He wouldn't see the good or bad? Who did not know that the power of the Yang family was like the sky, and the underworld was good.
I know this reason. "
Will he really play for the Yang family? From the first sight of Li Kuo, Yang Huahua knows that he is not a person who is willing to be. But what if it is just for her?
Gradually hazy and blurred.
Elastic
Late at night, there are no pedestrians on the bustling streets on weekdays. Being more people and anger, rubbing my eyes and knocking on the gongs to report the hour. After entering the autumn, the weather was cold.
In the cold, even more people couldn't help but tremble. In his heart, the ancestor of the female ancestors in charge of the Grand Corporal Guan had greeted him. He turned into a small alley.
I didn't find any difference. Really fucking ghosts, secretly slandering, he walked forward again.
"The sky is dry, be careful of the candle. The sky is dry ..."
At the same time, a masked guest in a tight night -fitting dress rushed fast on the next roof. Changan's residential houses are lined up in a row, and the family is connected to one family, one house next to the house, which provides him with great convenience.
The cloth boots he wore seemed to use special materials, and there was no sound at all. He seemed to be extremely familiar with the terrain of the route, but he didn't need to stop to distinguish the direction, and went north to the north.
Night is the best camouflage, and silence is the best cover. Nights do not worry about their whereabouts will be discovered. At this time, no normal person will run to the roof to see the stars.
Jimo's work of tea, he stopped, looked around, looking around the building around him, jumped into a brilliant courtyard.
This is the backyard of the Yala Restaurant in West City. It seems a bit deserted in the middle of the night. The night pedestrian walked slowly towards the main hall, and when he went to the door, he would not make a half -no sound when he tapped three times.
"Who? It's all snoring." Xiao Er was stunned in impatient, and was lost by the shopkeeper in the front hall to see the fire in his stomach. Now even the wooden stool is uncomfortable. How can you not get angry?
What's more?
"Oh, 咚, 又." It was three loud sounds, and the same belonged to silence.
"Who's endlessly!" The small second department ran to the back door in three or two steps. He scolded the door and looked at the night walker in front of him shocked.
That night pedestrian knocked on the door on the door like a joke, and pulled away the face towel on his face.
"Go to the shopkeeper of you." That night pedestrian face was dark, the nose was tall, and the nose was tall, and the eye sockets were deep. A long head was narrowed, and the bun bent on the upper forehead.
) The most terrible thing is that his left face from the eyelids until the jaw had a long light red scar. It was like a living body against the printing of the oil lamp, and the peristalsis was raw.
"Well, alas." The guy scared and retreated as he saw Li Gui, and ran towards the back hall.
The night walker put a horizontal knife worn with him on the square table, and took a horse milk belt diameter from the waist.
There was a gap that was not deep or shallow, and tied up a few winds with oil tackle, but it was barely used. However, the owner of this knife didn't seem to care about it.
Location.
"How can you not taste the wine in his hometown." The shopkeeper of the Yala Hotel came from the backyard to send a pot of good green wine. (Note 2)
The night pedestrian shook his head lightly: "The wind of Changan is too warm and soft. I am afraid that the eagle that soaring the blue sky has gradually grinded the sharp gas and turned into a mediocre gray bird." After speaking
Wiring wine in horse milk bags.
"The sacred Buddha, the blood you give is flowing on me, and the power you give is bursting in my body. There is a place where the sun rises.
The ignorance mortal around me. Now the Holy envoy suspects your believers' loyalty, I only want to prove myself with blood! "The shopkeeper turned his hands together and chanted the west.
"Enough!" The night walker couldn't see the pretent of the shopkeeper, and interrupted it: "Zanpu sent me to come, just want me to tell you. The west side has been treated. Don't forget what you do, otherwise
Even if Zan Purao has been spared, your soul will not be promoted to Charletla after death! "
Note 1: This is the appearance characteristics of the Tibetans. I have specially checked the paper "Sichuan Tibetan Appearance Exam", and the characteristics summarized.
Note 2: Charletla: "Charletla" is the transliteration of Tibetan, and it is translated as "Shangri -La". It means "Bliss Park" and is the mythical world of Buddhism.
PS: This chapter Liuyun is very hard -working. Helpless talent is shallow. I checked a lot of information about Tubo, Tibetan studies. Well, is there a sense of freshness, is the rhythm faster and faster?