Obviously, the guards of the capital were all familiar with Wei Changhe, and when they saw him, they immediately came to greet him.

into the city.

Lu Xiao said goodbye to Wei Changhe and others.

When all the big men saw that Lu Xiao was leaving, they were all reluctant, and said that they would see him again in the next day, and they would definitely drink a good meal.

Nie Ruxian got out of the carriage.

Seeing that Lu Xiao was leaving, his eyes couldn't help but show a touch of melancholy.

This goodbye will never see each other again.

She will marry into the imperial family and marry the prince who is plain and masked.

She bowed slightly and said, "Take care, childe." ”

A word is full of sorrow.

"Take care. ”

Lu Xiao arched his hand and said.

Seeing Lu Xiao return the salute, she wanted to speak again and again, and finally sighed, turned around and went back to the carriage.

"Consumption in the capital, no more than others, there are twenty taels of silver here, Brother Lu takes it. ”

Wei Changhe handed Lu Xiao a bag and said.

"Thank you. ”

Lu Xiao didn't shirk and took it.

Immediately, he left with his fists clenched.

waited until Lu Xiao disappeared into the corner of the street, and Nie Ruxian in the carriage slowly lowered the curtain of the window.

The convoy slowly drove towards the palace.

Lu Xiao spent some time on the streets, which was very different from southern Jiangsu.

Although southern Jiangsu is small, the cultivation world and the mundane world are extremely closely combined.

And in Xuanqing Country, even in the capital, there are not many immortal cultivators.

Those who cultivate to the highest level only stay in the dark cultivation.

Lu Xiao rented a small courtyard in a slightly remote place and immediately lived.

After staying there, he did not choose to cultivate, but bought a pot of wine, sat in the courtyard, and drank it quietly.

Hidden in the city, that's it.

He was in this life.

Do not participate in life and death, do not understand the years.

The Tao of his life is not among the three thousand avenues, nor is it one hundred thousand paths.

In this way, he only faintly probed the tip of the iceberg, and he had not really understood its meaning.

He didn't even know his name.

However, he knows that as long as he lives here, sooner or later, he will be able to comprehend.

In the blink of an eye, it's March again.

In the past three months, Lu Xiao rented a bookstall to sell calligraphy and paintings.

In just three months, Lu Xiao's calligraphy and painting are also in the Beijing circle, and he has become a little famous.

And today, the morning light is faint.

Today's capital, the capital is very lively, up and down, full of festive atmosphere.

Lu Xiao pushed the stall to the side of the road.

"Brother Yanchuan, what day is it today, why is it so lively?"

Lu Xiao set his eyes on the middle-aged man selling baked cakes on the side.

Dressed in coarse linen clothes, with dark skin and calluses on his palms, he was clearly a hard-working man.

This middle-aged man, named Chen Yanchuan, according to him, his family used to be a scholarly family, but later, he fell in love with a folk girl.

The two secretly combined, eloped together, came to the capital, and sold baked cakes.

"Hehe, Brother Lu, today is the day when the prince marries, it is said that he married, but we are the daughter of a martial arts family in Xuanqingguo. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "However, today, the capital is very lively, and it is estimated that your calligraphy and paintings will sell a few more." ”

"Haha, thanks to Brother Yanchuan's auspicious words over there. ”

Lu Xiao smiled lightly.

Just as the two were talking, a cacophony came from the street.

"Hehe, Brother Lu, look, the team is here. ”

Chen Yanchuan smiled.

When Lu Xiao looked, he saw a festive procession passing by the street corner.

The sound of suona and firecrackers rang out.

The man at the head, with a white horse in his crotch, dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress, looked handsome, and from time to time, he looked back at the carriage behind him, and his eyes were full of pampering.

(End of chapter)