Li Le sighed at Wang Taisui's misfortune, and under the inexplicable and wonderful gaze of others, he walked towards Wang Wu.

When he got closer, Wang Wu was still slashing with his knife as before, his expression focused and tenacious. It seemed that her whole being was immersed in every swing and slash.

Turning a blind eye to Li Le's arrival, it seemed that everything in the outside world could not distract her in the slightest.

Li Le sighed, with pity in his heart, took out a white brocade handkerchief from his arms, handed it to her, and said, "Rest, if you go on like this, you will exhaust yourself." ”

Wang Wu looked at the white handkerchief in front of him in a daze, and the knife that stopped in mid-air couldn't cut it down. Sweat dripped down, and in the blink of an eye, a large piece of white cotton was wet and stained with many stains.

The knife in his hand was put down suddenly, and Wang Wu moved his gaze along the hand that handed the Mianpa, looking at the owner of the Mianpa.

The face is handsome, not very old, but it is already a little angular. is about a foot taller than himself, wearing a black brocade robe, revealing a very spiritual style. With a big smile on his face, it makes people feel warm.

Seeing that he was looking at him, he said with a smile: "My name is Li Le, and the word list is Zhi'an." The owner of this base, you will live here in peace in the future, and all the sufferings in this world will be lost to you. Believe me. ”

"Trust me. Although these three words are an understatement, they have a categorical taste. Let Wang Wu feel a little peaceful.

He is Li Zhi'an? The Li Sanlang who can tell a lot of stories and compose a lot of good tunes? He is really handsome. Wang Wu thought like this, and his face turned red all of a sudden. Hurriedly took the Jinpa and hid his shyness. Quickly wiped it on his face, and then realized that this was his Jinpa, wouldn't this be too rude?

Such chaotic thoughts filled her brain at this moment, making her a little helpless.

When Li Le saw her take Jinpa, he understood that this was a preliminary recognition of his own move, so he smiled and said, "Do you want to practice knives?"

Wang Wu bowed his head and said nothing, because he was too shy.

And Li Le mistakenly thought that she was just introverted, and patted her little head that was completely wet with sweat without care, and said with a smile: "You can't practice like this, you will only exhaust yourself." I know a lot of masters who use knives, let them teach you well? For example, the guy over there who is dressed in white and has a cold face is very handsome, right? He is the young master of the Divine Sword Hall, and his sword skills are very good, and it can also be said that he is the best sword technique, would you like to learn from him?"

Wang Wu didn't even dare to raise his head, where would he see who he was talking about? This is Li Sanlang, the famous Li Sanlang! Only this sentence echoed in his mind.

Li Le continued: "Another example is the bearded man over there, his name is Zhang Chunde, you should have heard of the name of the Ten Peerless Swords in the Northland, right? Shall he teach you?"

Li Le's gentle voice made Wang Wu feel that his whole body was trembling, and his scalp was numb. With a panicked "um", he dragged the heavy big knife, turned around and ran away. Maybe it was because she was too flustered, or maybe it was because she had been practicing the knife for too long and was too tired, so she was knocked down by a small pebble when she ran away. This made her feel even more shy.

It wasn't until after running away that she remembered that she still had his brocade in her hand and forgot to return it. was so ashamed that he was embarrassed, and sighed silently in his heart: "Li Sanlang, he is really as gentle as I imagined, a gentle son." ”

If Wang Wu's thoughts at this moment were known to other people who knew Li Le well, he would definitely laugh off his big teeth. Such noble and noble people as Zhu Laoba and Ye Shenming, they will definitely say: "Are you sure that Li Sanlang is a gentle son? Don't make trouble, how can it be? That is a hooligan, is the story of 'Li Sanlang's three operas Mei Xiangzhu' false?"

If Mo Xichao knew, he would definitely rub his eyebrows with a headache and say: "You think too much, that's not a gentle son, he is a ruthless and insidious evil son." ”

If Xia Zhi knew about it, she would definitely say, "That bad-mouthed bastard will be a gentle son? ”

There will certainly be no shortage of such words. But even if Wang Wu heard these words, she would still stubbornly think that he was a gentle nobleman, because ...... He. Really gentle.

Li Le naturally didn't know what Wang Wu was thinking at the moment, and when he watched her turn away, he always thought that she had become a little autistic because of the loss of her relatives. This little girl is very pitiful, and Li Le hopes that he can be happier. Not only because she is pitiful, there are many poor people in this world, Li Le will not sympathize with them because someone is pitiful. The main reason is that she is the daughter of Wang Dadao, and Wang Taisui is worthy of Li Le's respect.

sighed, her eyes were full of pity, this is a little sister who is not sensible.

Thinking like this, Li Le shook his head and turned back. I saw a crowd of people looking at him. Li Le, who should have been a little embarrassed, waved his hand absently and said, "I should have scared her, I should be more gentle in the future." ”

Then, a string of laughter rang out.

Li Le introduced Bai Yu, Zhang Xingzhi and Bai Xiangru to Ji Wuji again, so that they could know each other. When Yin Wuji knew that the white fan who had worked with him for so long turned out to be Bai Xiangru, the famous "Demon Xiucai" on the rivers and lakes, he was very surprised. said things like long-admiring the name, and said that he was fortunate to be a lone traveler, and had nothing to do with those martial arts sects, otherwise the old man would have been hollowed out by the "Demon Xiucai".

After joking a few words with each other, Li Le ordered people to put down the banquet, the day's inspection work was basically over, and tomorrow morning, after taking a look at the other work of Qianli Village, they could return to the capital. I thought in my heart, hoping that on the way back to Beijing, some people could give themselves a little surprise.

……

And at this time

In the capital

Qianmen Street, Drunken Xianju Restaurant.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the last bit of afterglow will be hidden.

Yelu Yuanchen, the fourth prince of Western Liao, sat opposite Xiao Bodhisattva in an accord by the window of the restaurant.

Look at the lanterns gradually hanging under the restaurant and the bustling crowd. They didn't speak to each other, as if they were attracted by the lively scene.

After a long time, Yelu Yuanchen sighed: "Sure enough, it is worthy of being the first place in the world, and compared with it, my Great Liao Capital City is really too much worse." ”

Xiao Bodhisattva said coldly: "What's the matter, you are homesick after less than two months here?"

Yelu Yuanchen laughed and said, "What is there to think about in such a city full of stones. I'm just feeling what a wonderful thing it would be to be able to take this city in the future. ”

A trace of disdain flashed in Xiao Bodhisattva's eyes, and he said four words lightly: "Fools talk about dreams." ”

Yelu Yuanchen didn't care about her contempt, shook his head and changed the topic: "Anyway, my good bodhisattva, you and I are both very lonely in this foreign country, after all, this is not my home, and the eyes of the Guangsha Jinlou are dazzling." I feel uneasy, no matter how good a place is, it is not as good as being down-to-earth in my hometown. Do you think so?"

Xiao Bodhisattva replied coldly: "My heart is my hometown." ”

Yelu Yuanchen cut and said: "You have been sinicized too much, the words of the Han people cannot be believed, they will only deceive." Including saying this sentence 'My heart is my hometown' Su Shi, he is also a liar, specializing in deceiving great beauties like you. ”

There was a slight taste of food in his tone, but Xiao Bodhisattva had a faint smile in his eyes, and said: "Their words are very beautiful, even if they are deceived, they are willing." ”

Yelu Yuanchen sighed a little helplessly and said: "A country composed of محتال (liars) makes you so obsessed, I really can't understand how a woman's heart grows. knew that others were lying to her, but she was still willing to be deceived without hesitation, but she disdained people with sincerity. Why is that?"

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "Because lies are often the most beautiful and beautiful. Women always lack resistance to good things, and true words often seem blunt and full of hurt, so women are more willing to listen to unrealistic, but very beautiful lies. Because women know that life is short, and the pursuit of beauty is the most realistic. ”

Yelu Yuanchen sighed and said: "It's like this capital of the Shang Kingdom, dazzling and beautiful, with fire trees and silver flowers, and drunken gold, which makes everyone in this world yearn for it." But people only see its beauty and prosperity, but they don't know that behind this prosperity, there is deep suffering. It's like the people outside the city who are waiting to be fed, but the people in the city turn a blind eye and still enjoy this drunken life. ”

After listening to him, Xiao Bodhisattva did not hide the extremely deep contempt on his face at all, and said: "The great merchants are at least doing their best to relieve these victims, the nobles are also opening soup kitchens under the call of the emperor, and the grain and rice in the south of the Yangtze River are also being continuously mobilized. ”

"And in Da Liao, if there is a disaster, they will have only two fates, one is to stay where they are and pray to the gods to bring them to heaven after death, because there are seventy-two virgins and a garden flowing with milk and honey waiting for them every day, and then, oh, they will be starved to death. ”

"If they are not willing to starve to death like this, and flee in droves, then they will be beheaded one by one by the personal guards of the Ba Yi lord and the noble caste, so that they will never ascend to heaven. Daliao is really a good country. As a native of Liao, I feel honored. ”

Such sarcastic words made Yelu Yuanchen feel extremely ashamed, and said with some shame: "Don't forget, your Xiao family is also a noble family, and it is also a descendant. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva replied without showing weakness: "But the Xiao family has already been destroyed by the disaster clan. ”

Yelu Yuanchen said: "At least you are still alive." ”

Xiao Bodhisattva sneered: "The only Xiao family member who is still alive is still a woman. ”