"The south wind raises the dust of dreams, and the ...... of spring is down"

Gu Er played the pipa with her hands, and Lin Laiquan rhyme sang from her delicate throat that had not yet fully grown. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jingyang sat at the table across from her. After meditating and practicing all night, Jing still looked a little tired after getting up and washing, and the experience of the day before yesterday made him not fully recover now. After supporting his waist, the whole person looked like a rusty lock, and his body seemed to be much more comfortable.

Holding her head and looking at Gu'er, the girl who came to the store in this romantic place at the age of fourteen or fifteen had a trace of red on her face, hung her head, and her singing voice was cut off.

Jingyang was stunned for a moment and said, "Why don't you sing?" ”

Gu'er's face changed, and he quickly knelt down and apologized: "Childe, Gu'er knows his mistakes. ”

Jingyang didn't know why, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, and said, "What's wrong, I don't blame you." Sing "Broken Floating Life" again, I love this tune. ”

It is extremely difficult to make a living in the land of green buildings, especially a courtesan like Gu'er, who stops selling her art and does not sell her body, and is not treated well by guests and bustards. Zhongzhou has a law to regulate this, but it is impossible to fully implement it, and the people who make a living in the hook fence are also discriminated against, so they are extremely protected at least, and the discrimination from the outside and the violent control from the inside have created such a timid and fearful character as Gu'er.

Jingyang was a little distressed, but she accidentally stopped singing, and this girl was scared like this, and in the past few days, I don't know how much suffering she has suffered.

"It's fine." Jingyang motioned for her to sit down, looked at Gu'er with watery eyes, and comforted: "Don't cry, it's okay, sing it." ”

Gu'er bowed her head, sat back on the stool with teary eyes, brushed her sleeves to hide her tears, and started singing with the pipa again.

"In the past, when I was young, I didn't know the voice of the beauty, I didn't read the beauty laughing, I didn't know the bitterness of the earth, and I didn't know the southeast high."

"Since he has fought the sword of the world, his name has been spread in all directions of Zhongzhou. But the wind and frost are full of sideburns, and he has a hard life. ”

"The color of the beautiful woman changes, I don't know the voice of the old man, I don't remember the old man's smile, I don't know the flow of time, I don't know the young and beautiful."

"Huafa lowered his head, looked back at the southeast, and realized that the floating life had not stopped."

“……”

Gu'er's voice is very tactful, and the songs she sings are also very moving. Jingyang closed his eyes and listened quietly, gradually falling into his mind.

This is one of his favorite songs, about a young man who is frivolous and frivolous, whose heart is higher than the sky, who lives up to his beautiful woman all his life. As soon as Shaohua passed away, looking back, the beauty of the year no longer knew who he was.

Although he had never heard a complete song before coming to this Hanyi City, and he had no interest in this leisurely and comfortable atmosphere, after all the things of these days, and the decisions he had to make about the future plan, he also calmly accepted the most touching crisp sound in the ten thousand knives of Hanyi City.

He has a different kind of touch to this story, listening to the high-minded appearance of the young man told in the trembling voice, and his time is gone, turning into a white-headed old man, he always feels that his life seems to be the same.

His fingers rubbed the blue emerald bracelet, and Jingyang's heart was not full of sadness. I have struggled for so many years, if I am like the teenager in this song, I have nothing, then my life is more than desolate.

Gu'er's voice gradually stopped, but the aftermath kept circling in his ears and could not be dispersed for a long time.

Seeing the appearance of this son in love, Gu'er didn't bother, just sat in place and waited quietly for him to wake up.

After half a ring, Jingyang opened his eyes and smiled apologetically at Gu'er: "The singing is excellent." ”

Gu'er stood up and saluted, "Fortunately, the son likes it." ”

She got up and poured a cup of tea for Jingyang, and said: "Childe lingers here every day, the cheap maid sleeps on the couch, and Childe only meditates cross-legged on the ground at night, and takes good care of Gu'er, Gu'er is very grateful to Childe." ”

Jingyang smiled and said, "Yes, you don't need to sleep in bed to meditate." ”

"Childe is a cultivator?" That's when Gu'er asked the question she'd been wanting to ask all these days.

Jingyang hesitated for a while, but still nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

There was a hint of admiration in Gu'er's eyes, and he said, "Cultivators are truly amazing people, and Gongzi must be a great hero." ”

Jingyang didn't know how to answer this question, so he only smiled and didn't answer. The word big hero, he knows that he can't be worthy of it in his life.

Watching Jingyang drink tea leisurely, Gu'er hesitated and asked, "Does Childe have a sweetheart?" ”

This girl and herself have been getting along for several days, and they can talk to each other quite well, but when asked, Jingyang smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "It should be." ”

Gu Er shook his head dissatisfied, sat down and looked at Jing Yang and said seriously: "Childe's appearance like this is not what it should be. ”

Being poked like this by a girl who was many years younger than herself, Jingyang felt a strange feeling in her heart, looked at her and said, "You know very well? ”

Gu Er nodded, this innocent girl used a very serious expression, such an expression looked cute on her face, and said: "Gu Er has been singing here since she was ten years old, and she has seen many guests, and she knows a lot. ”

"Singing here at the age of ten?" Jingyang couldn't help but feel heartache about her experience.

"Childe doesn't have to feel sorry for Gu'er, Gu'er lives well here." Gu'er shook her head, not wanting to worry him. looked at the delicate and beautiful blue bracelet in Jingyang's hand and said, "This is that woman's thing, right?" ”

Jingyang glanced at the bracelet, took it into his arms, and was not embarrassed, and said: "She is not much older than you, Zhongzhou is sixteen years old, and she is not yet full, so she is not a woman." ”

Gu'er smiled, like a sweet lychee, and said, "That lucky girl must be very beautiful." ”

Jingyang didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and when he talked about Liu Chenyi with this little girl, he always felt uncomfortable in his heart, thinking that he might never see her at any time, and he had the intention of giving up his plans in the future. But now he didn't allow himself to be distracted in the slightest, shook his head and said, "Don't talk about her." ”

Gu'er blinked, obeyed Jingyang's meaning, and nodded obediently.

"Do you have a place to live?" Jingyang asked.

Gu'er's eyes were full of inferiority and sadness, and she said: "Gu'er played the piano with her mother, but her mother and father died in the war ten years ago and were brought up by her grandfather. When he was ten years old, his grandfather died of illness and entrusted Gu'er to his aunt. Later, the aunt planned to leave Hanyi and go south to make a living, but it was inconvenient to take Gu'er with her, so she sold Gu'er to Yiqing Lou, and signed the deed of sale for the courtesan, not for the sake of selling herself. The aunt said that she would redeem Gu'er in the coming year, and Gu'er waited here for her aunt to come back. ”

Jingyang's heart was cold. The war ten years ago was naturally the Zhongzhou chaos ten years ago, with rebels from all walks of life competing for power, countless people died in those years, and Gu'er's parents were not spared. This girl's life is so similar to herself, and when Jingyang looks at her childish and simple little face, she can't help but feel a lot more gentle, like an older brother looking at his younger sister.

It is not easy to maintain such innocence in such a place, and Jingyang's love for this little girl can't help but increase a little.

"Do you remember what I told you before, I'll ransom you?" Jing Yang asked with a smile, because of the pity from the heart, Jing Yang involuntarily reached out and touched her head.

Such an intimate gesture made Gu'er's body stiffen. Although she doesn't sell her body and only sells her art, she has to make compromises many times here, and most of the decisions are not something she can do, so her little body has already suffered a lot of humiliation, and because of this, she quickly adapted to Jingyang's actions. Feeling the tenderness and true affection coming from the palm above his head, unlike the previous guests, Gu'er's heart was as warm as a bonfire in winter.

"Childe doesn't have to, Gu'er is used to being here, and Gu'er can learn a lot here......" I don't know if I was moved or recalled all kinds of hardships here, Gu'er said with tears in her eyes.

Jingyang realized that he had to respect, withdrew his hand, and said apologetically: "Offended." You don't have to be polite about the redemption, I have already made a decision on this matter, and with the money after the redemption, you can find a master to learn other crafts to make a living, and then open your own shop. This land of green buildings is right and wrong after all. ”

Gu'er knelt on the ground suddenly, and the girl who was forced to come here was reluctant to leave, kowtowing and sobbing: "Thank you, Childe...... Thank you, childe, great kindness, never forget. ”

Jingyang sighed and said, "Don't thank me, I'm not as good as you think." A big part of what I do is for myself. ”

……

According to the rules of the Wu Dynasty, before Emperor Shenwu received him, other officials were not allowed to receive the five major Jiayi in private, so it has been very leisurely these days. Today is the day when Emperor Shenwu summoned the five great armors, but there has been no news of the summons, Jingyang doubted the attitude of this dynasty, and at the same time thought of going to the Shenxu Hall to see the ancient building.

The old bustard, who walked out of the room, closed the door, and eavesdropped on the door with his face on it, immediately stepped back and laughed, and made way for him.

"That, Childe, I'm ......"

Jingyang glanced at her impatiently, took a step back, unwilling to smell the extremely inferior fragrance on her body, and talked about the question that the two had negotiated before: "You won't change the price negotiated before, right?" ”

"That ......," the old bustard smiled flatteringly, and the thick rouge powder on his face seemed to fall off in this smile.

Jingyang said: "It will be officially executed in two days, and you can find the deed of sale." ”

"Childe, that ......" The old bustard's face was very embarrassed, and he was hesitant, "Gu'er, she is also very famous in our place, and the price before is ......"

Characters like them are all of the most profitable, and when Jing Yang talked about Gu'er's redemption, she offered an extremely unreasonable price, but Jing Yang still didn't blink an eye. So I insisted that I was a big customer and was ready to slaughter myself.

Jingyang felt a little headache, why no matter what identity he appeared, there would be people in this world who felt that they were easy to bully.

He took two steps forward, looked at the old woman who had passed away with an expressionless face but still tried to cover up her ugliness with mundane things from the outside world, and said seriously: "I don't want to talk to you about the price now." ”

The sudden vigor made the old bustard's body tremble involuntarily, and several hired thugs downstairs in the Yiqing Building were ready to surround them when they saw this, but Jingyang just glanced at them, and the group of people were so frightened that they didn't dare to take another step up.

There is always a chasm between practitioners and non-practitioners, and that is a gap that cannot be bridged no matter how hard you try to change.

Jing Yang looked at the Wu Dynasty officials who had come out of the next guest room and had been secretly monitoring him here for several days. The two looked at each other, and the official's heart was cold, but after undergoing the strict training of the Wu Dynasty, he still pretended to be fine, walked past Jingyang, and walked downstairs.

Jingyang's words shocked both the old bustard and the official's body, this sentence was said to the one of them, and it seemed to be said to the two of them at the same time, but both of them deeply felt a strong deterrent:

"You can think about your own interests, but, if you eavesdrop on me one more time, I'll cut off your ears."

ps: Originally, I talked about three more, but I couldn't hold back much, and I felt that this chapter was badly written. The main reason is that I am really not good at the upcoming plot, and I don't know if I can do it or not, so I will fight for it. Alas, it feels so uncomfortable that you have set a goal but can't do it.