Jinling City is a beautiful and rounded place in the bright spring. It is no less prosperous than Suzhou and Hangzhou, but it is more delicate.
As the saying goes, Suzhou and Hangzhou produce beauties, while Jinling produces beauties. Jinling City is so beautiful that it is the Flower City of the Great Chu Kingdom and is a famous place throughout the world.
A middle-aged man in brocade clothes, with his hands behind his back, accompanied by a man in black, was walking among the noisy crowds, looking at the bustling market with dazzling array of products, and seemed very excited.
This middle-aged man is only in his thirties. Although he is not handsome in appearance, he has an extraordinary bearing and exudes a mature and steady atmosphere. What's more, he was born in a wealthy family and takes good care of himself. He doesn't look like he is in his thirties.
year old person.
The man in black behind him always maintained a vigilant look, concentrating on observing every passerby who approached the middle-aged man.
While the middle-aged man was looking at the stalls on the roadside, he heard a noise coming from the front. He frowned and asked in a low voice: "Ziqing, what happened in front?"
The man in black said hurriedly: "Master, someone seems to be making a noise in front of you."
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and immediately walked towards the noisy sound. After all, he came out to watch the excitement, and there was excitement in front of him, so the middle-aged man would not miss it.
Sure enough, there was a large group of people crowding in front, men, women, old and young piled together.
Ziqing easily opened a place, and the middle-aged man walked in and looked forward.
There was an empty field in front of him, and a little boy of thirteen or fourteen was boxing vigorously. Every move was quite satisfactory. He was wearing a simple cloth shirt and looked full of energy.
There were cheers all around, and only then did the middle-aged man and Ziqing realize that it was no wonder it was so noisy here, but it was buskers performing here.
Although the little boy's boxing was very exciting, many men's eyes did not fall on the little boy at all. Not far behind the little boy, stood a girl in white clothes who looked like a fairy. She was only sixteen or seventeen years old, Qingshui Furong.
, the beauty is natural.
The girl looked at the boxing child with a sweet smile. She held a gong in her hand and beat the gong to cheer the little boy.
The middle-aged man's eyes fell on the girl's body and couldn't leave her eyes anymore. At this time, those sharp eyes became gentle and infinite, like a dream, as if he had found what he had been looking for all his life.
"At that moment I completely lost consciousness. I felt like I was in the sky. I even thought that that moment would be still forever." Sitting in the Acacia Palace, the flute player's eyes also showed infinite tenderness, looking at the portrait,
She murmured like a dream: "She is the woman I am looking for. She is a fairy above the nine heavens. She only came to the human world for a short time."
Xue Poye stared at the flute player. From his face, Xue Poye could feel that the flute player loved this girl to the core.
After thinking for a moment, Xue Poye asked: "Is she Qingyao? Your wife?"
Of course there are many street performers in Jinling City. With such resources, the local gangsters will naturally not let them go.
After the little boy finished his boxing performance, the girl picked up the iron bowl and asked for rewards with a smile. This was the reward they deserved for their labor. Therefore, the girl looked elegant and generous, without any shyness, showing her heroic spirit.
Unruly character.
The surrounding spectators, as soon as they saw the girl's innocent smile, seemed to be possessed by a demon, and more or less threw coins into the iron bowl. Whether it was a copper coin or a piece of broken silver, the girl always had a sweet smile.
Smile and say softly: "Thank you, thank you!"
The girl walked in front of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was stunned. Seeing the iron bowl in front of him, he even forgot to take the money. The girl smiled sweetly, caressing his heart like a breeze. The middle-aged man was fascinated for a moment.
Already.
Fortunately, Ziqing was sober enough and put a silver ingot into the middle-aged man's hand. The middle-aged man then realized what he was doing and hurriedly put the silver ingot weighing about ten taels into the girl's iron bowl.
Everyone around was exclaiming. They didn't expect that this middle-aged man in rich clothes would be so generous. Ten taels of silver was not a small amount.
The girl was stunned for a moment, obviously she did not expect that the middle-aged man would be so generous. She smiled sweetly and said softly: "Thank you!"
Listening to the pleasant voice, the middle-aged man couldn't help but said: "No... no need, is it enough?"
There was a burst of laughter from all around. Many people felt that the middle-aged man was someone who came from a wealthy family. Even Zi Qing, who was next to the middle-aged man, did not smile close to him.
The girl smiled like a spring breeze and said sweetly: "You are the best!"
Seeing her cuteness and cuteness, the middle-aged man couldn't help but stroke his head and giggle twice.
The girl smiled brightly and passed over holding the iron bowl.
The venue was very lively and noisy. Just when the girl was asking for reward, she heard an arrogant voice saying harshly: "Who is performing here? Don't you know the rules? If you don't worship the pier, you dare to perform here, and you will also
Don’t you take the Ax Gang seriously?”
While they were talking, three big men sprang out from the crowd. They all had sharp axes in their waists. The leader was a bald man. From his appearance, he knew he was a ruffian from Jinling City.
When the spectators saw these three people, they all panicked. Many people quickly dispersed, leaving only a few standing at a distance, with worried looks on their faces.
The middle-aged man and Zi Qing stood there without any intention of avoiding him. Zi Qing frowned and looked at the Ax Gang people coldly, while the middle-aged man looked at the girl blankly with tender eyes.
The boy who was practicing boxing quickly walked to the girl's side and stood in front of her, staring at the bald head with cold eyes.
When the bald man saw that the performer was actually a stunningly beautiful girl, his arrogant atmosphere immediately subsided. He looked at the girl up and down with fascination, and said with a dirty smile: "Hey, this little lady is so pretty.
Not bad, why, you’re performing here and you didn’t even inform us?”
The girl still had a sweet smile and said calmly: "Brother, we brothers and sisters have just arrived in Jinling. We are not familiar with the place and don't understand the rules here. Please forgive me."
The bald head felt numb all over after listening to the girl's delicate voice. He chuckled and said, "So you don't understand? Haha, it's okay. Now you know, don't you? Come, go to the Ax Gang with us and recognize the pier. We will be in Jinling in the future."
If you are a performer, we, the Ax Gang, will protect you."
The girl shook her head and said with a smile: "Brother, we don't do entertainment all year round. We just do it for a while to earn some food money and find something to do. I'd better not bother you."
"That's not okay!" The bald head's eyes wandered over the girl's body, and he chuckled: "The rules are the rules. If you don't go, he doesn't go, and everyone doesn't go, then Jinling City will be in chaos. Little lady, just take a walk.
, it’s not troublesome. If our gang leader is happy, we might reward you with a sum of money, which would be much better than performing a show.”
The little boy who was protecting the girl said coldly: "We don't need your money, we can earn it ourselves."
The bald man looked at the little boy, his face immediately filled with anger, and he shouted coldly: "Little guy, do you know who you are talking to?"
The little boy's voice was cold and fearless: "I'm talking to people, unless you don't admit that you are a person!"
The bald man with a green face stretched out his hand and cursed: "Little bastard, do you want to die?" He spread out his five claws and grabbed the little boy.
Everyone around was shocked, and the middle-aged man who had been staring at the girl also frowned. Just when everyone was shocked and worried, they saw the little boy flashing like a ghost, avoiding the bald man.
He grabbed it and cut it on the bald man's wrist. The bald man screamed, his face looked painful, and he actually took two steps back.
Everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief, but they were even more surprised. They didn't expect that this inconspicuous child could have such an ability.
"Master, that seems to be the skill of splitting the air and slashing." Ziqing approached the middle-aged man and listened.
The middle-aged man frowned, then said in a low voice with a smile: "It's just that I'm not yet proficient. It seems that I haven't studied for long."
Ziqing nodded and said: "Splitting the air is not an ordinary skill. It is said to come from the far west. However, this child is not very old, so it is not easy for him to master his form and spirit."
As the two of them whispered, the three members of the Ax Gang over there had drawn out their small axes and attacked the little boy at the same time.
The girl didn't panic at all, she just shouted softly: "Hu'er, don't you back down yet."
The bald man shouted coldly: "Retreat? Retreat to where?" He raised his ax and struck at the little boy. Looking at his ferocious look, he really seemed to be planning to kill the little boy Hu'er.
"Stop!" the middle-aged man couldn't help shouting: "Three grown men bully a child, do you still have any sense of shame? Why are you so tyrannical here? Who gave you the power to bully the people?" As he spoke,
The middle-aged man had already walked up, and his ordinary-looking face actually carried a shocking power.
"Holy shit, here comes a hero." The bald man stopped his hand and couldn't help laughing when he saw the middle-aged man: "What's going on, you want a hero to save the beauty?"
"Shut up!" Zi Qing beside the middle-aged man shouted coldly: "Do you know who this is?"
The bald man shook his ax and said with a ferocious smile: "Who? Hehe, I don't care who you are, even if I come to Jinling, I will abide by the rules of my Ax Gang!"
Ziqing said angrily: "You...!"
The middle-aged man stopped his hand and said to the bald head: "You are just here for the money. I will give it to you. Don't embarrass them anymore." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and Ziqing took out a piece of silver very sensibly.
The middle-aged man threw the money over and said coldly: "What I gave you is more than what they earn. I just hope you spend it as soon as possible."
When the bald man heard something in the middle-aged man's words, he couldn't help but look into his eyes, but found that the cold light in the middle-aged man's eyes was cold and cold. He couldn't help but shudder, weighed the money, looked at the girl again, and finally said with some reluctance.
He waved his hand and shouted: "Let's go!" and led his two men away from here.
The surrounding spectators had been worried about the girl and Hu'er, but now they breathed a sigh of relief when the crisis was over.
The girl turned her head, looked at the middle-aged man, smiled sweetly, and said softly: "Thank you!" She said a blessing and said softly: "Hu'er, clean up, let's go!"
Hu'er said stubbornly: "Sister, we rely on our ability to make a living. Why should we leave? Are you afraid of them?"
The girl stroked Hu'er's head, without explaining, just whispered: "Listen to sister, clean up, and let's go."
When Xue Poye heard this, he smiled and asked, "Of course you won't let her leave like this, otherwise she won't be your wife."
A soft smile appeared on the face of the flute player, and he asked: "If it were you, what would you do?"
Xue Poye thought for a moment, took a sip of tea from his cup, and said with a smile: "If it were me, I would tell Qingyao that Jinling City is full of Ax Gang members, and maybe the bald heads can cause harm, so I will offer protection.
When she goes home, at least on the way home, she tries to have some contact."
"Not bad!" The flute player clapped his hands, as if all gentlemen saw the same thing, nodded and smiled: "Xue Poye, you are indeed interesting, really interesting."
"Did you really do that?"
The flute player chuckled and said: "This is of course the best way. If I don't do this, how could she become my wife?" After pondering for a moment, the flute player seemed to be caught in the memory of the past and said slowly and authentically.
: "On the way, I found out that her name was Qingyao, Ye Qingyao, and Hu'er was her biological brother."
"So her last name is Ye?"
"Yes, her surname is Ye." The flute player said softly: "Only then did I know that their parents had been living in Tianzhu since they had just returned to Dachu. Their mother died early and their father contracted the plague in Tianzhu.
Before he died, he told the brothers and sisters to return to Dachu and their hometown, and Jinling is their hometown."
"Tianzhu?"
"I followed her back to her home." The flute player looked at every furnishing and every corner of the house affectionately for a long time before softly saying: "This is what it is like, her home is this."
Looks like it!"
On the outskirts of Jinling, there is a place with beautiful scenery. A winding and trickling river stretches from west to east, like a jade dragon. The water is clear and surrounded by green woods. And Ye Qingyao's house is in this green place.
There were only a dozen or so families in the woods, but they were all simple, kind, and loving each other. As soon as they returned to the village, Ye Qingyao took part of the reward money from the performing arts and ordered Hu'er to send it to two poor families.
When middle-aged people look at her, they can only sigh that such a woman not only has a beautiful and refined appearance, but also has a kind and flawless heart.
Ye Qingyao invited the middle-aged man into the house to drink tea. Until now, Ye Qingyao did not say those polite words of thanks, but only smiled as sweetly as the spring breeze.
The room was clean and tidy, and there was a bamboo flute on the old and clean table.
"Can you play the flute?"
Ye Qingyao smiled and said: "When I have nothing to do, I like to hold it and play the music I like to listen to!"
The middle-aged man smiled softly and said softly: "Then can you play a song for me, a new acquaintance?"
So, Ye Qingyao picked up the bamboo flute without any hesitation, sat in the room, and played the music like the sound of nature. The middle-aged man listened quietly and was completely immersed in it. Later he realized that this was Ye Qingyao's composition of Tianzhu Buddhist music.
Slightly changed, the flute music is more in line with the charm of Da Chu.
On this day, the middle-aged man stayed at Ye Qingyao's house for dinner. What he ate was the Tianzhu cuisine that Ye Qingyao learned from Tianzhu. Although the middle-aged man did not like Tianzhu's cuisine, the dishes made by Ye Qingyao made the middle-aged man eat it.
Very happy.
When leaving, the middle-aged man made another request, hoping to learn bamboo flute and play Tianzhu Sanskrit music.
Ye Qingyao smiled sweetly and agreed without hesitation.
From then on, middle-aged people would come to Ye Qingyao's yard every day to learn bamboo flute, Sanskrit music, and eat delicacies cooked by Ye Qingyao himself.
Ye Huer is obviously an extremely cautious person. Although he has the energy of a young man, he is more wary than an adult. At first, he was very wary of this person approaching his sister, but as time went by
, Ye Huer seemed to have adapted to having such a man in her life.
At this time, the governor of Jinling was suddenly assigned to the border for no reason. The first thing the newly appointed governor of Jinling wanted to do was to eliminate the Ax Gang. It didn't take long before the new governor suppressed the name of the Ax Gang.
Disappeared in Jinling City. Among them, the bald man from the Ax Gang met the worst fate. He was beaten to death on the street.
"That was the happiest day in my life." The flute player's face was filled with happiness, and there was a smile from the bottom of his mouth: "Every moment at that time, I felt that my life was not in vain. I kept thinking, if
If I continue to live this life like that, I will definitely be very happy, very happy...!"
"Being with the one you love is always the most beautiful thing in the world." Xue Poye said thoughtfully: "Then are you getting married like this?"
"No!" The flute player shook his head: "I stayed there for a month, and after living a happy life for a month, my mother called me back home."
"Go home?" Xue Poye opened his eyes wide: "You just left Ye Qingyao and went home alone?"
"I haven't left her behind." The flute player said firmly: "I told her before leaving that no matter what difficulties arise, I will come back and continue to eat her food, continue to walk by the river with her, and continue to be with her.
Make money and help others by performing arts!”
"It seems that you are having a great time!" Xue Poye sighed: "Then she must have agreed to you!"
"Yes, she promised me." The flute player smiled happily: "As long as she promises me, even if there are huge difficulties, I will return to her sooner or later."
Xue Poye nodded and said, "This is what a man would do."
The flute player pondered for a moment, staring at the portrait, his expression suddenly became serious, and his voice was a little cold: "When I returned home, I realized that my father passed away, and my eldest brother wanted to occupy the family property and become the head of the house.
, in order to hide it from me, he has killed many messengers who sent me letters. In the end, it was my second uncle, the honest and steady second uncle. He risked countless hardships and the risk of being hunted to follow the instructions.
My mother finally found me and let me know the unfortunate truth about my family. When I returned home, I was only one step away from my eldest brother becoming the head of the family."
"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the eldest son inheriting the industry!" Xue Poye said casually.
The flute player's eyes immediately looked at Xue Poye, with extremely sharp eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "The way of heaven is about virtue. Without virtue, how can you inherit a heavy family fortune? What's more, before my father died, the will he left behind was very clear, and the heir to the family head was
It's me."
"That's it!" Xue Poye was stared at by the flute player's sharp eyes, and a chill came over his body. He said slowly: "If it is your father's will, then there is nothing to argue about. After all, it is his father's order.
It’s great!”
"Knowledgeable!" The flute player's face softened.
"What's the result?" Xue Poye asked: "Did your father's last wish come true, and did you become the head of the family?"
At this moment, the flute player suddenly exuded a kind of domineering attitude, just like the king of beasts facing the beasts, he said slowly in an almost cruel voice: "Of course, who can
Block me?"
Xue Poye looked at the man in front of him, and a chill spread all over his body. He frowned, as if he understood something, and a look of shock appeared on his face.dd