In the evening of Xuncheng, the lights have been lit up, and the whole Xuncheng is full of laughter.

The soldiers defending the city, holding halberds and swords, stood on the city wall more than three feet high, reflecting the brazier torches on the side, staring at the dark night outside the city, listening to countless laughter behind them, and the blood in their chests never cooled.

The young girl, before going out, placed the pot, scattered the petals, and put them outside the door to prepare to catch tears, and then picked up an umbrella and went out of the house.

The man is not so cumbersome, he just holds an umbrella.

Half-grown children will also run out to experience the festival of the big children, but they don't like to hold umbrellas, and at the same time they are looking forward to growing up quickly and ushering in their own festival.

Middle-aged and elderly people will also go out to commemorate those lost times, look at the vitality of young people, and echo the beautiful and regretful scenes of the past.

Maybe something haunting and unforgettable.

Or maybe the old man who can't do anything but is looking forward to it.

Maybe the past goes with the wind.

Maybe the old man is still the same.

Or maybe the old man is also gone with the wind.

Some people are silent and silent, looking up at the moon and stars, and their hearts are difficult to complain about, and they look back without saying anything.

Some people hold on to the wine and fall silent, looking down for no trace, tears in their eyes are difficult to stop, looking up and sighing again.

Time has passed, and the begging festival is not just a festival for young people in Xuncheng.

Some people say that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Well, where there are people. The story never stops.

Xuncheng, the southern part of the Dayuan Dynasty, is a heavy city with simple folk customs, and there are many stories here.

Under the leadership of the inn boy, Li Zhenlang wandered around and listened to the introduction of the young man Hu Qitong.

"Tonight is the liveliest festival in Xuncheng, even more lively than Chinese New Year's Eve!"

Li Zhenlang looked at the lights all over the city, full of emotion, maybe ordinary is precious, but he knows that ordinary is the most annoying.

"My father and my mother were young, and they looked at each other on the begging festival, so they often told me that they had to go out for a walk every year on the begging festival, but since working in the inn, it has been three years, and the shopkeeper has not agreed once, and this year it is because of the guest officer, you slapped the shopkeeper and fell asleep, ......"

Guy compared to thumbs up.

The two walked through the crowded streets, stepped on the nine-arch stone bridge where Li Zhenlang had come during the day, and stopped in the middle of the bridge.

Hu Qitong lay on the stone railing, looked at the dark river below, the lights on the fishing boats were lit, rowed around the three dragon boats, and said: "Guest officer, you don't know, the three dragon boats are not ordinary, they are all the girls from the former Jade Building!"

As soon as Li Zhenlang wanted to ask, he heard the young man say it, and said softly: "The Jade Building is the Green Building?"

Hu Qitong nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Did anything happen then, and why did it become like that?" Li Zhenlang asked casually, anyway, there is nothing else to do at the moment, and it is okay to gossip.

Hu Qitong said: "The whole people in Xuncheng know about this, but they don't know it!"

I heard rumors that there was a girl in the Jade Building before, who was the kind of person who didn't sell her body, and she played the piano well, so she became the red card of the Jade Building, and she didn't know what was going on, so she suddenly hanged herself!

I heard that it is under a white plum tree in the backyard of the Jade Building, hanging on it with a seven-foot white silk, wearing a big red dress, but it's a pity!

By the way, some people say that at that time, it happened to be the white plum blossom in the cold winter, and after the girl hanged herself, the white plum blossoms of the whole tree withered and fell to the ground, which was very mysterious!"

"Is it so mysterious?" Li Zhenlang pretended to be surprised.

Hu Qitong nodded and said: "Really! Since then, the Jade Building has often died, and the dead are all men who go to eat flowers and wine, and in the end, no one dares to go, they all say that it is haunted, it is the hanging girl who is not blind, it is very scary, and the girls of the Jade Building have also moved to these three dragon boats, and the Jade Building has become like that, and no one dares to enter."

The last time was sent by the Xun Wangfu to seal it, I heard that the prince personally brought people in, and finally sealed it, and it was not a few years, just the year before last. ”

Li Zhenlang said: "Maybe that girl has another cause of death, didn't you Xuncheng find out anything?"

Hu Qitong shook his head and sighed: "What else can there be in a place like Qinglou, what else can there be in a place like Qinglou, the girl is already selling her art and not selling her body, and she can hang herself for no reason, then she must have been ruined!"

Looking at the appearance of this young man clenching his fists and frowning, Li Zhenlang stretched out his hand to go around his shoulder, patted it, and the two of them lay on the stone fence together, and said: "The world is impermanent, as the saying goes, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, everyone is annoyed, sometimes there is nothing else to do except sympathy, because you are not her, her experience is different from yours, clean up your mood, let's go shopping!"

Hu Qitong nodded, slowly opened his palm, and saw the guest officer in blue walking forward, frowning slightly, and touching it in his heart, he felt that this guest officer should not be as old as himself, and glanced at the girl squatting on the side of the boat on the dragon boat again, before turning his head and following, "The guest officer is waiting for me!"

Just after the two of them left.

The old Taoist Li Changzheng rubbed his round belly with one hand and walked on the stone bridge leisurely.

There was still a small branch in his mouth, leaving a leaf, chewing in his mouth, and muttering indistinctly: "Dao Ye is full today, not bad, this Xuncheng still has a big wrong, don't worry about it in the future! Hiccup......" suddenly had a series of full burps, and the strong smell of garlic and leeks made the people around them cover their mouths and noses and stay away in disgust.

Li Changzheng glanced at them and said, "Hey! How do ordinary people know that the master is really angry, and he is not happy to smell it for you, and the Taoist master will not let it go!"

In the bustling crowd, Li Zhenlang saw the brocade-clothed boy during the day, the son of Xuncheng.

However, at this moment, the prince of Xuncheng is no longer wearing a luxurious brocade robe, but is wearing a long white shirt, with a black silk tights inside, and a pair of black and gold silk boots on his feet.

However, in the entire Xuncheng, no matter how low-key this prince is, everywhere he goes, he is still the most eye-catching!

Li Zhenlang was curious, at this moment, this prince did not ride that strange mount, but only took the two men during the day.

And the feeling that these two men gave him was no longer ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, looking at their actions of watching and listening to all directions, there was still a true yuan coming out invisibly, and there must be no doubt that they were cultivators.

"That's the son of our Xuncheng!"

Listening to the young man whisper, Li Zhenlang also lowered his voice and said, "What is the name of your son?"

Hu Qitong said: "Deng Yan'er!"

"Glaring?" Li Zhenlang frowned, looking at the young man with a blank expression.

Hu Qitong shook his head and explained: "Deng ...... Face...... It's not staring, I like to talk with children's words, and it's not Deng Yan'er, just Deng ...... Yan!"

Li Zhenlang nodded, and asked again, "Then what is your city lord's name?"

Hu Qitong shook his head, "Our name is King Nanxun, not the city lord, but one of the eight vassal kings of the Dayuan Dynasty, Deng Qi!"

Li Zhenlang nodded.

I heard him say again, "Our king Nanxun has a son, a daughter, namely the prince Deng Yan, the eldest princess Deng Fengming, the second princess Deng Jiaojiao, and the third princess is also the youngest named Deng Fengying. The son is the third, two sisters and one sister. ”

Li Zhenlang clasped his hands around his chest, nodded slightly, listening to the princess of the prince in his ears, and immediately felt that the princes of the Son of Heaven were all over the place, and he still had a little understanding of this old feudal system, and he sighed helplessly, how fortunate he was to be born in the emperor's family, which is much more awesome than all kinds of second generations!

Especially this prince, who is still the only son of King Nanxun, doesn't have to worry about any drama of fighting for power and throne at all, even if he is a waste, he is still the future master of this Nanxun City.

"It's raining!"

Hu Qitong exclaimed.

Li Zhenlang looked up, frowned, in the drizzle, the people in Xuncheng each held up their umbrellas, colorful umbrella covers, and laughter was still ringing under the umbrella.

"We didn't bring an umbrella!" Hu Qitong put his hands on his head.

Li Zhenlang said: "It's okay, this kind of drizzle doesn't rain much, in fact, it feels more when you are drenched in this drizzle." ”

Hu Qitong frowned, not understanding what this guest officer meant, so he heard someone say: "This brother has opinions, I don't know what to call him?"

Li Zhenlang smiled: "Li Zhenlang." ”

Hu Qitong was stunned for a moment, and watched their Xuncheng prince walking slowly, also in the rain, even the two men behind him.

Standing side by side in the rain with this Xuncheng prince, looking at the colorful umbrella curtain, I saw this prince pointing to a plump girl and saying, "It must be extremely beautiful in life, but the back is even more beautiful." ”

Li Zhenlang nodded slightly, and said, "The prince is also like this?"

"Could it be that Brother Tai is also a fellow believer?"

The prince looked at Li Zhenlang and said with a smile.

The two laughed without saying a word, savoring the writhing backs in the rain.

The guy at the inn suddenly pointed to a girl and said, "That's our shopkeeper's daughter!"

Li Zhenlang looked along his fingers and saw a girl holding an umbrella and wandering slowly, as if she was aimless, she never stopped, her figure was okay, her face was okay, and her beautiful eyes were fluctuating, as if she was looking for something.

"Well, do you like it?"

When Hu Qidou heard this, he shook his head and said, "Don't dare, the shopkeeper knows, and he can't beat me to death!"

"I see who dares!"

Hu Qitong looked at their prince's face, and immediately said: "No, the designation of the shopkeeper will not agree!"

Li Zhenlang raised his eyebrows, leaned into the young man's ear and said a few words.

I saw Hu Qitong grinning and said: "Can this work? What can I do if I am known!"

Li Zhenlang said: "Don't worry, it's really not good, and your son will support you!" said and smiled at the man on the side.

Hu Qitong nodded, turned around and walked towards his shopkeeper's daughter.

"What did you say to him?"

Li Zhenlang smiled at the Xuncheng prince and said, "Get on the bus first and then make up the ticket!"

The prince Deng Yan was stunned, and then he understood, and laughed at the moment.

"Little brother, seeing each other is fate!"

When they heard this, they turned their heads to look at the person who spoke.

The old Taoist Li Changzheng, after seeing that it was this young man from his own family, wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

I heard Li Zhenlang say: "Don't you give the son of Xuncheng a hexagram?"