Yelu Yuanchen was silent.

From the very beginning, such a topic will leave two people with nothing to talk about.

But Yelu Yuanchen tried to ask with some reluctance: "Bodhisattva, do you hate in your heart?"

Xiao Bodhisattva did not answer his question, but said: "Han Damu, no matter what, I should thank you, at least, ten years ago, you saved my life. ”

Yelu Yuanchen sighed and said: "When you first came to the capital, you told me that when you arrived in the Han land, I should be called Yuanchen, not Handamu, have you forgotten?"

Xiao Bodhisattva was silent, she didn't seem to want to speak anymore. Turning to the bustling street market outside the window, I seemed to be attracted by the dazzling night scene.

After a long time, Xiao Bodhisattva spoke up, but a song hummed out of her mouth, gently, as if she was afraid that after she raised her voice, it would disrupt the prosperous scene: "In order to save Li Lang from his homeland, who expected that the champion in the emperor list, the champion in the red robe, the hat and palace flowers are good, so fresh......"

The song is very cheerful, but when it comes out of Xiao Bodhisattva's mouth, it is extremely soft. As if she was completely immersed in this song, until she finished singing, she seemed to be moved by the joy of this song, and her face no longer had the sad look on her face.

Yelu Yuanchen listened to her singing quietly, and felt very curious, so he asked, "What is this song called? Why have I never heard it before, as if it were telling a story?" ”

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "The female attached horse is telling a very beautiful story in itself. This is what I remembered after I came to Dashang and listened to everyone sing it. ”

Yelu Yuanchen asked curiously, "What kind of story?"

Xiao Bodhisattva smiled indifferently and said: "It's about a talented woman who pretended to be a man and went to Beijing to take the exam, just to save her husband after winning the top spot, but because she was too beautiful, she was favored by the princess." ”

Yelu Yuanchen said strangely: "I have heard such a story, and I feel a little strange. But which well-known storyteller on the streets of Beijing made it up? I'm going to hear it another day. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva shook his head and said, "No, it was a nobleman who wrote this story. ”

Yelu Yuanchen laughed and said, "Don't you think it's ridiculous that someone from a noble man of the Great Shang would write such a story? Who is he?" ”

Xiao Bodhisattva smiled faintly, directly ignored Yelu Yuanchen's inexplicable contempt, and said: "You may not have heard of who he is, but you must know his father." ”

Yelu Yuanchen asked, "Who is it?"

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "Li Yan, Li Tuizhi." ”

Yelu Yuanchen was not without curiosity, and asked again: "Old man Li, his son, that 'Little Li Flying Knife' Li Xunhuan, who is the best in the world?"

Xiao Bodhisattva shook his head and said, "No, it's his third son, Li Le, Li Zhi'an." This year, he just won the first place in Wenju, and Jingcheng City said that he wanted to win the top prize in the next scientific examination of Jinshi to wash away the regret that Li Le did not have a champion for three generations. ”

Yelu Yuanchen shook his head unexpectedly, and said: "It's just a character who is literate and talented, such a person is just a courtier at most, what's the matter." ”

Xiao Bodhisattva chuckled and said, "That's right, you don't have to take it to heart at all. You're different from me, you're a great husband, and I'm just a little woman who wants to be beautiful. In my opinion, Li Zhi'an is an informed and intellectual figure, he can always tell those vivid stories and sing some beautiful tunes. ”

"It's like the "Female Attached Horse" I just sang, and there is a sentence of Li Zhi'an's exclamation 'I was born before I was born, I was born old, I hated not to be born at the same time, and I am good with you every day'. That year, it was the time when the eldest princess of Dashang got married, and Li Zhian had been friends with the eldest princess since he was a child, but the eldest princess was almost ten years older than him. ”

"So the people of the capital said, 'The woman is attached to the horse, and the woman is attached to the horse, but it is just a fake horse.'" It is said that Li Zhi'an expressed his infatuation with the eldest princess in this mood, but he was blocked because 'you were born and I was not born'. He has too many beautiful sentences, too many beautiful tunes, and is always obsessed. 'The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise'. As if the true meaning of Buddhism, there is a feeling that hits people's hearts. ”

Yelu Yuanchen frowned and said, "Bodhisattva, you have fallen too deep. A character you haven't even met in person, but you are so obsessed, it's not worth it. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva smiled and said: "Yes, I haven't seen Li Taibai, I haven't seen Du Zimei, I haven't seen Liu Sanchang, and I haven't seen Su Dongpo, because they are already ancient." And Li Zhi'an, I will see it. Because, he is in the moment. ”

Yelu Yuanchen said with a little jealousy: "You say this, it makes me feel very hurt now, can you comfort me? For example, sleep with me or something." ”

Xiao Bodhisattva was no longer surprised by his obscene words, gave him a blank look, and said, "This idea of yours is the same as what you said before, you want to occupy this city. I'm curious, do you really live in dreams all the time?"

Yelu Yuanchen's ridicule of her was like a breeze caressing her face, and he didn't pay attention to it. He smiled and shook his head, happy that he had successfully changed the topic about that Li Zhi'an, and then said, "At noon today, I met two people, guess who they are?"

Xiao Bodhisattva was not interested in his question at all, and shook his head casually.

Yelu Yuanchen said: "The princess of the Holy Sect, and the Elder Ren of the Dharma Protector. ”

This topic successfully aroused Xiao Bodhisattva's curiosity, and asked, "That girl from the Hua family, what is she doing here?"

Yelu Yuanchen said: "I don't know what Gu originally did, I asked the two of them, and they were all perfunctory at will. I don't want to ask anything more, anyway, now that I think about it, it's just something about the Central Plains martial arts. I had a dinner with them, and at the end I just told them that I could help as much as I could if anything happened. And it passed. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva nodded: "You are just a proton in Dashang now, what can you help them? If the next time you see them again, let the flower girl come to me, in this foreign country, it would be good to have someone you know to chat. ”

Yelu Yuanchen nodded and said, "Write it down, if they come to me next time, I will talk to the flower girl." ”

Just as he was about to say a few more jokes, Yelu Yuanchen's eyes were attracted by a person downstairs.

It was an old man, with obvious characteristics of a person from the Western Regions, with high eyebrows and a broad nose, although he was very old, but the horns on his face were very obvious. His legs and feet seemed to be very inflexible, and he limped through the city with a food box in his hand.

Yelu Yuanchen's brows furrowed, his eyes stared at the old man, and he looked at it for a long time before he said to Xiao Bodhisattva: "Look at that person, is it familiar?"

Xiao Bodhisattva followed his gaze and carefully identified it for a while, suddenly his heart beat violently, and he couldn't help himself, his jade hand clutched the window railing, his eyes were foggy, his voice trembled, and he muttered, "Is it him?"

Yelu Yuanchen nodded and said, "It's very similar." If he's here, he's probably here. ”

The two of them are not talking about the same person.

……

Sailim dragged his sore old cold legs, bought a bowl of meat porridge and a few cakes wrapped in minced beef at the Liujia meat porridge shop on Qianmen Street, and prepared to go home.

This is my young master's supper tonight, the young master has to be busy until late every day to rest, if you don't eat something at night, it will be very uncomfortable. So I have been eating night food for a long time. This habit has been going on for many years, and each time it has to be prepared by Selim himself, and the others Sailim is not at ease.

Because there are too many people in this world who want to kill the young master. Since the beginning of the tragedy fifteen years ago, if it weren't for the young master's fate, he would have died hundreds of times.

He is just a useless old servant now, but the young master is a person who wants to do great things. This is also the only thing he can do for the young master now. Sailim thought so, and by the way, he once again sighed about the bravery of his youth, when he could fight several lions with his bare hands, but now he can't do it, and he can't even beat those little young people.

As the general walked to the door of the Drunken Immortal Residence, Sailim paused slightly, and glanced at the young man and woman sitting upstairs by the window with some apprehension. Then he quickly lowered his head, for fear of being discovered, leaned over, and continued to walk home.

After passing through the bustling street market, I went through two streets, turned five alleys, and then arrived at the gate of my house. Pushing the door in, he carefully opened the courtyard door, and when he turned around, he found that the light in Mo Xichao's study had been turned on.

Sailim walked over with a food box and a smile on his face.

After entering the house, he found that Liu Qi and his young master were discussing things.

Mo Xi Chao saw Sailimu come in, stopped talking with Liu Qi, and said to Sailimu with a smile: "Uncle has worked hard. ”

Liu Qi also quickly stood up and wanted to help Sailimu get the food box, but he shook his hand and refused, and said: "It's not hard, I'm old, I can only help the young master do these things." Others, I'm afraid they won't help much. ”

As he spoke, he put down the food box and sat quietly in the corner, watching them talk.

Mo Xichao sorted out the paperwork in his hand, smiled at Sailimu, picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip, and then asked Liu Qi: "Is there any new news from Mei Xiangzhu's side?" When will Yun Nuoyi enter Beijing?"

Liu Qi sat opposite him again, still dressed as a small trader, shook his head and said, "No, but it is said that it is fast, and it is only a matter of ten days." I heard that Yun Nuoyi was contacting some gangsters to come over, but I don't know if it's true or not. ”

Mo Xichao put down the paperwork in his hand and said, "I don't know if the arrangement on Zhi'an's side is appropriate, Yun Nuoyi is a woman, and it is not easy to deal with." The others are secondary, mainly because her communication is too extensive and too deep. I always feel that this time, Zhi'an seems to be a little too anxious. (Book friends QQ group: 587953816, everyone communicate more.) Fox respects)