There is a Wuyi Alley in Yonghefang in the southwest corner of Chang'an City, and the alleys are inhabited by some lower-class handicraftsmen in the city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The slums have the order of life in the slums, and everyone goes to the street every day to set up stalls or work hard in the workshops, and lives a life of birth, old age, sickness and death, eating, drinking, and Lazar day after day. Until one day, an unusual person came to Wuyi Lane. He wore a cloak that covered his face, but his tall and straight figure and the noble temperament exuded around him made the poor people in Wuyi Lane think that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had come to pay a private visit. But soon, these people who watched the excitement dispersed, because this person had come to rent a house. He claimed to people that he was from Gongyue City, and the people of Wuyi Lane didn't know what Gongyue City looked like, only that it was far to the west. He said that he was a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam, because the distance was too far, and he planned to stay in the capital first and wait for the next year's scientific examination.

The people of Wuyi Lane immediately lost interest in him, and the scholars who came to catch the exam, but all those who had a little family background lived in the imperial city and were close to the Guozi Prison, so it was easy to make friends with dignitaries and nobles, and it was easy to exchange news. Those who choose to live in Wuyi Lane are definitely not rich and noble, and there is basically no possibility of soaring to the scientific expedition. In the eyes of the poor people in Wuyi Lane, good-looking appearance and temperament are all floating clouds, and eating enough is the true meaning.

The scholar chose a quiet small courtyard in the depths of the alley to live in, saying that it was a courtyard, but it was actually the backyard of a family, which meant that he had to pass through other people's yards when he went out, and of course the rent in this environment was also very cheap. After paying a year's rent in one lump sum, he never went out again.

"This scholar is really diligent, he doesn't go out of the door, and he studies hard at home every day......" said the people in Wuyi Lane at the beginning.

Later......

"This man must have something wrong with his brain, and he reads like a nerd......"

And then ......

He was never mentioned again.

In fact, he is not as homely as people say, but when he sleeps until the sun is three poles up every day, the people of Wuyi Lane go out to work. He would sometimes go out and play after dark, and by the time he wanted to go to sleep, the others had already fallen asleep. His routine is staggered with normal people, this will be put more than a thousand years later, it is definitely a standard otaku, but people at that time did not have this concept.

Because of his extreme seclusion, the residents of Wuyi Lane only knew him as Gu, a poor scholar who was extremely diligent and immersed in hard work every day. But in fact, what is Gu Gongzi doing behind closed doors? He lay down in bed and slept until he woke up hungry.

He has been on earth for 300 years. In the first 100 years, I relied on the book house that asked Lao Zhuang Confucius and Mencius when I was leaving, and then I traveled alone for a hundred years by traveling around the world, and then I relied on the books of the sages who had forgotten to clean up and the memories left by the trip for a hundred years. After three hundred years have passed, the dynasties in the world have changed, things are not people, Gu Gongzi felt lonely, so he moved to the capital, the most prosperous place in the world, listened to the noisy voices, smelled the muddy smell of mortal dust, and continued to live ......

That's right, Gu Chen is a god, a god who exiled himself to the world.

He is not an ordinary celestial god, he is the highest status ruler of the celestial realm, the Nine Heavens Heavenly Emperor, and so on, the former Heavenly Emperor. Gu Chen is the eldest son of the previous Heavenly Emperor, his bloodline is the purest and most noble among the gods, and he is also capable of fighting with great achievements. He quelled the rebellion of the four clans, successfully repelled the joint attack of the demon clan and the demon world, and reformulated the order of the three clans. His impressive achievements made it logical for him to succeed to the throne as the new Emperor.

Why did he abdicate and fall into the world with such brilliance? He doesn't remember anymore. All he knew was that he had sealed this memory, and had left himself a hint: never open the seal, otherwise endless pain and disaster would befall him. In order to prevent the people of the Heavenly Realm from finding him casually, he even blocked his spiritual power. In fact, it's good to be an ordinary person in the mortal world, and looking at their little joys, sorrows, and sorrows, they don't feel that the years are long.

After eating all the food vendors in Wuyi Lane, Gu Chen chose a small noodle stall as a long-term fixed meal. It's a tiny, tiny noodle stall just around the corner of the street, so small that you can't see it if you're not paying attention. However, the food inside is very tasty.

There are several signature dishes in the noodle stall, such as the signature pie in the morning and the signature beef noodle at noon, and the restaurant often changes the menu. It can be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs. The owner of the noodle stall is a widow in her 40s who is still charming, called Aunt Bai, and people on the street jokingly call her Noodle Shih Tzu. Of course, Gu Chen can't come every day for the noodles Xi Shi, he just likes the taste of this noodle for a thousand turns, and it makes people feel angry when they eat it. This description may be an exaggeration, in short, Gu Chen just likes this taste.

All the food at the noodle stall is made by the little chef of the Shih Tzu family. The little cook looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, his fair and handsome face always had a focused look, his fawn-like dark eyes looked watery, and his pink lips were slightly upturned with a bit of childishness. When Gu Chen saw him for the first time, although he had flour on his face and was wearing shabby clothes that didn't fit, it still surprised Gu Chen. Gu Chen thought to himself: There will be such a beautiful person in the world! When this child grows up, if he is released to the heavenly realm, he will not be inferior to those fairies.

There are many fish and dragons in the capital, and there are many tourists walking in the rivers and lakes, so it is not surprising that Gu Chen brought a hat to cover his face and went out. The little cook also remembered his habits, and when he was eating noodles, the two pies he packed back were also wrapped in oiled paper.

Gu Chen would be in a good mood every time he saw the little cook.

But Yan Xiaoqiao is not happy, she is the first to get up every day, boil water and cook for the whole family, and then go to the noodle stall with her aunt, at noon she rushed back to deliver food to her two younger sisters, washed the dishes and then went to the noodle stall to help, and was busy until the family slept at night, and she was still washing clothes and cleaning the night fragrance. The most helpless thing is: she is obviously a girl's family, but she must live as the only man in the family!

Yan Xiaoqiao's parents passed away when she was very young, she lived with her uncle and aunt and two cousins, and not long after her uncle died, the family was so poor that she couldn't open the pot, Yan Xiaoqiao had to be sent as a boy to the martial arts hall as a handyman, and also worked as an apprentice in a restaurant, and finally the family of four moved to Wuyi Lane in Yonghefang in the capital, and finally survived by relying on a small noodle stall.

Yan Xiaoqiao is talented and has good skills, and the business of the noodle stall is not bad, but she doesn't have a penny, and the money earned by the noodle stall is saved by Aunt Bai. Aunt Bai firmly believed that her two daughters would be the golden phoenix flying out of the chicken nest in the future, and they would climb the high branches to marry a rich family, so she sent her two younger daughters to the embroidery workshop to learn embroidery and learn to read and write. Yan Xiaoqiao could only pick up their rotten books to read, ask questions when she encountered words she didn't know, and finally had to touch a gray nose.

In a blink of an eye, a family of four has lived in Chang'an for seven years. Although the poor life made Yan Xiaoqiao very thin, the strong vitality in her body was vigorous and urged her to grow, like a grass pressed by a stone, still strong and sprouting from the cracks. Aunt Bai looked at her increasingly white and red face and the youthful aura that gradually emanated from her body, comparing her daughter's yellow face, and was secretly anxious.

They live in a small courtyard on the corner of Wuyi Lane, and although it is cheaper, they can only rent two rooms in the courtyard, one for living and one for kitchen and stacking goods. Yan Xiaoqiao could sleep in the bedroom with them when he was a child, but later the sisters grew up and couldn't squeeze it anymore, so Yan Xiaoqiao could only sleep in the kitchen and sleep in the flour pile. Fortunately, she is strong in her heart, and she doesn't feel bitter after a long time.

Just one day, the old tailor who rented the room in the backyard suddenly died. In the stormy night, Yan Xiaoqiao listened to the ghosts crying wolves outside, looked at the house that had just died on the opposite side through the tattered window paper, and trembled and hugged his cold body.

She wanted to go to the bedroom to find Aunt Bai, but after patting the door for a long time, no one got up to open the door for her.

Yan Xiaoqiao shuddered and returned to the kitchen, wrapping her body tightly with a thin quilt full of holes in the middle, and tears finally flowed down silently. I miss my father so much, I miss my mother so much...... I really want to have a warm family in the arms...... With tears on her face, she slowly fell asleep.

It was as if God had heard her plea, and the storm gradually ceased to rage, and the heavens and the earth calmed down......

Fortunately, after a few days, the owner quickly rented out the house.

"Well, where is my life?" Yan Xiaoqiao muttered to the moon while rubbing his clothes. It was already the third watch, and a bright moon hung in the night sky, and Yan Xiaoqiao was still washing the clothes of the whole family.

A cat jumped behind him, the blades of grass made a rustling sound, and Yan Xiaoqiao's back was cold...... Although I don't know who rented the room in the backyard, after all, it is a place where people have just died, thinking of those ghost stories I heard, Yan Xiaoqiao began to get goosebumps all over his body.

After the middle of the moon, there was suddenly music in the backyard, how could anyone in Wuyi Lane have this kind of Yaxing? Yan Xiaoqiao stood up, bold, and followed the voice to the backyard.

Under the old locust tree in the courtyard stood a long and jade figure, dressed in white, with long flowing hair, and was giving a under the moon.

Could it be a ghost...... Yan Xiaoqiao's teeth began to chatter.

The more she tried to escape, the weaker her legs became, and she couldn't lift them up as if they were filled with lead.

The sound of the flute stopped, and the man turned his head slowly, his face glowing white in the moonlight.

"Hell!" Yan Xiaoqiao shouted and fell to the ground.

A tall figure covered her head, an extremely handsome face met Yan Xiaoqiao's eyes, the starlight was shining in his deep eyes, his nose was resolute, the lines on his face were unexpectedly soft, and the moonlight reflected behind his head, making him by no means like a person in reality.

"Are you alright?"

"You, you...... Are you a ghost? ”

"Ghosts?" His voice was smiling, "I am God. ”

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