The seven lanes of the 43rd Street in the Kan District are much more dilapidated than the surrounding alleys. The reason for the dilapidation has a lot to do with the dilapidated mansion in the middle of the alley.

Seventy years ago, when Chen Baxian was still the king of Han, the prosperity of this alley was second to none in Luoyang City.

The city is a jewel, the door is full of Luoqi, five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor, as far as the eye can see, it is full of high-level households, Huang Zi Gongqing.

But since the King of Han became the wine seller in Weicheng, this alley has also declined. Maybe many people who wanted to drill into it back then couldn't imagine that the distance from prosperity to decay was just a prosaic rise and fall of officials in the court.

Forty-three Lane and Seven Streets in Kan District, lined with trees and locust trees.

The locust tree is planted in the lane, according to the words of the old Luoyang, "there is a locust tree in the door, and the three generations of Fu are rich", which means that the locust tree is planted in front of the door, which can bless the health and prosperity of the three generations of children and grandchildren, and the locust tree also has the meaning of looking forward to the people and shining the lintel.

But this is only a saying that circulates in the area of Luoyang Chengkan District.

In the other seven districts of Luoyang City, except for three large locust trees planted outside the Great Zhou Palace in the Qianqian District, there were no more locust trees planted in other areas.

There is such a saying in the market of Luoyang City, "Don't plant mulberry in front, don't plant willows in the back, don't plant ghosts in the courtyard and clap your hands, and don't plant grimace locust behind the house." "Huai, wood ghosts, like yin, easy to attract ghosts. Therefore, not only Luoyang City, but wherever there are people in the mainland of China, there are many people who like locust trees, but just like the seven lanes of the 43rd Street in Kan District, every household is planted with locust trees, not to mention unique, it can also be said to be rare.

The three old locust trees outside the Great Zhou Tiangong in the dry area, it is said that at the beginning of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Tianzi planted them with his own hands, and it can be said that they are the ancestors of Luoyang City.

There are two big locust trees at the mouth of the seventh lane of the 43rd street in Kan District, which are said to have been planted here by the Han King from outside the palace, but with the passage of time, there is no way to verify. However, one thing that can be verified is that these two grandchildren outside the Great Zhou Palace are the ancestral acacia that there is no acacia in this alley.

Autumn has just passed, and the locust leaves in the alley have already fallen all over the ground.

Under the two big locust trees at the entrance of the alley, there were three people, a rickety old man, and two children, a man and a woman.

The little boy had a broom on his shoulder, and watched the winter wind blow the locust leaves that rolled from the wall to his feet and from his feet to the wall, and muttered in a low voice, "Autumn is coming, and the leaves are falling." ”

The old man who was walking with him chuckled and said, "Xiao Han, are you saying the opposite?"

The little boy turned his head to look at the old man in the center, and said with some confusion: "What is the opposite?"

The old man touched his head and said, "It's not autumn that the leaves fall." It's when the leaves fall, and autumn comes. ”

The little boy nodded as if he didn't understand, as if these two sentences meant the same thing!

It doesn't seem to matter!

The old man on the other side had been silent, rolled up his sleeves very high, and the little girl carrying a small bucket said with some disgust: "Today's winter is coming, and winter is coming, and autumn has long passed." ”

The little boy gave the little girl a blank look, but quickly withdrew his gaze.

The old man laughed and said in a loud voice that what Xiaowan said was reasonable.

The little boy looked at the locust leaves whirling in the winter wind, and said with a bitter face: "Grandpa Gu, we won't even have to clean this alley!"

The old man shook his head, "Since Xiaowan said that winter is coming, then we can sweep the snow in front of the door today, and we don't care whether others are frosty or not." ”

The little boy nodded approvingly.

The little girl snorted coldly and said: "Don't say anything I said, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, regardless of the frost on the tiles of others, you are lazy, it has nothing to do with me!"

The rickety old man said with some grievances: "Xiaowan, you have wronged me, this is not lazy."

Ah! I have a point in saying this, and I will tell you now, you see! If you do a lot of things to help people sweep the frost on the tiles, then others will definitely not go, and there is no choice but to help you sweep the snow in front of the door. Originally, maybe people didn't even want to sweep the snow in front of their house. Now, because of the situation, I have to help you sweep the snow in front of the door. People have swept it for you, don't you have to think about how to return it, so go back and forth, and in the long run, don't everyone have suffering in their hearts?"

"So, this man, if you don't cause trouble to others, you don't cause trouble to yourself. Sometimes you think you're helping someone, but you're not, maybe you're causing trouble to someone. Xiaohan, do you think what I said is right?"

The little boy nodded ignorantly.

The little girl said expressionlessly, "But I still think you're just lazy." ”

The old man coughed lightly, and said with some embarrassment: "You kid, just know it! The old man doesn't want to lose face!"

The old man walked quickly into the depths of the alley, and even the little boy and girl with him sped up.

After taking a few steps, the little girl suddenly stopped, looked back at the two old locust trees at the entrance of the alley, and the two rays of light in her eyes, one red and one blue, flashed away.

The little boy waved the broom in his hand and shouted, "Second sister, hurry up, we still have to help the master clean the house!"

The little girl turned her head with some doubts, could it be that her eyes were clear, how could there be two people hidden in this old locust tree!

......

After the little girl and her group of three left, the already decaying alley was no longer popular.

At the entrance of the alley, two old locust trees with crisscrossed branches, one of the branches shook suddenly.

The other one followed suit.

It's like talking to each other.

......

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It took Lane 7 of the 43rd Street in Kan District to send away a wave of people, and another wave of people came.

This time it was a teenager who appeared out of thin air.

The boy stumbled to the ground from high in the air and fell on the thick locust leaves, and after he landed, a black hole behind him disappeared in an instant.

Fortunately, there is no popularity in this alley, so naturally no one has seen his ugliness and the unpredictable immortal Taoism.

The boy got up from the ground and found that there was no one around, and quickly figured out where he was, because he had been to this place once. And exactly where he wants to go now.

The young man cursed someone in his heart, and then he slapped the fallen leaves and dust on his face with peace of mind. Although his face hurts with every scolding, he still enjoys it.

What he didn't know was that when he looked down, the thick trunks of the two large locust trees not far from him slowly bent at a strange angle, and the branches above his head swayed.

The young man who was looking down seemed to hear a burst of laughter behind him, and looked back sharply, only to find that there was no one behind him.

He lowered his head in some confusion, and the two laughs came from behind him, and when he looked back again, there was nothing behind him except for the two old locust trees he saw when he first came to Luoyang and walked into this alley for the first time.

The young man looked at the two old locust trees and muttered, "Why did these two trees grow and bend like this?" I remember a year ago they were quite straight!"

The boy didn't think much of it, and walked deeper into the alley.

In the middle of the alley, there are two mansions standing opposite each other, the stone lion standing next to the stairs on the right is neat and clean, the avenue outside the door is dusty, the Zhu door is closed, and the copper ring is silent, but it seems that there is not much popularity now.

The mansion on the right-hand side clearly shows signs of freshly cleaned, but it is hard to hide its decay.

The mansion on the left, the Chen Mansion, Chen Baxian's Chen.

The mansion on the right, the Han Palace, Chen Baxian's Han Palace.

The young man's gaze first stayed on the mansion on the left, since Chen Batian took the Chen family to move to the Northern Chen Kingdom in the extreme north last year, the Chen Mansion, which was originally a little prosperous, has also decayed like the Han Wang's Mansion opposite him, but there are still one or two abandoned sons of the Chen Mansion, and the old and the young are taking care of it. The Han Wang's Mansion has long been empty, and the grass is overgrown.

The young man's feet were gently raised, and then gently fell, and he stepped lightly on the bluestone slab, unable to make a sound, as if he was afraid of making some inexplicable existence.

Chirping......!

An extremely piercing sound of opening the door sounded, and the door of the Han Wang's Mansion creaked open.

The young man pushed open the main gate of the Han Wang's Mansion and walked into the Han Wang's Mansion step by step from the main entrance.

The vision was not as expected, wild and overgrown.

Only a few of the mosses that had stubbornly crawled out of the cracks in the stone slabs had retained their last persistence for this decay this winter. It's still alive and green.

The courtyard is a little deeper, and the willows are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are innumerable.

The boy walked in the clean courtyard that had been cleaned, looking at the heavy curtains, with mixed feelings.

The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it. That's pretty much it!

The moment the young man stepped into the Han Palace, the little boy who was frantically pulling the broom in a courtyard somewhere in the mansion suddenly burst into a burst of light in his loveless eyes, and hurriedly threw the broom in his hand to the side and ran towards the door of the mansion.

Not far from him, the little girl who was dragging the water to wash the window also threw the rag in her hand and ran towards the door.

Around them, countless machine armors were busy repairing houses and cleaning courtyards.

The young man who walked into the Han Wangfu took out a yellow cloth from the mustard seeds he carried with him and wrapped the object, and uncovered the yellow cloth layer by layer, revealing one of the very well-preserved tablets.

The young man held the tablet in his hand and smiled slightly, "I have fought for three thousand miles alone, and one sword has blocked millions of divisions." Old man, I can only know from other people's mouths that such passionate stories about your youth are incompetent!"

"Although your father is incompetent, but you have a good son! Proud or not, from Weicheng, to the Hetao Plain, to Mangshan, and finally to this Luoyang City, three thousand miles of clouds and moons, I have walked down, with your expectations, with the big black and them walked down together. Got where you want me to go. Got what you want to think about. ”

The boy's eyes turned red as he walked.

The boy burst into tears as he spoke.

The boy was followed by a little boy and a little girl.

The little boy suddenly felt that his clothes were a little tight.

The little girl's eyes were full of tears.

The boy's voice resounded in the courtyard and in the corridor.

The young man held the spiritual seat in his hand and walked through every inch of the Han Palace's land step by step.

"Father, now that I am also the King of Han, I will take back the home where you were once banned, and this will be our home in the future. ”

"Father, this time no one is stopping you from going home, and we are going home. ”

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"I'll continue with them in the future. Go as far as you can, and go as fast as you can. Don't worry about me anymore. ”

"If there really is an afterlife, I would like to be your son! If there is no afterlife, I will be content in this life. ”

......

On this day, Dongluo drank.

On this day, after carrying Chen Baxian's spiritual seat to every corner and every inch of land in the Han Palace, Dongluo flowed every tear into the wine, and he was drunk with a cup of memories.

This time, it was the first time in 20 years that he was drunk.

The drunk Dongluo was lying on the ground holding Chen Baxian's spiritual position and fell asleep, smiling and fearless when he fell asleep.