"Okay, Lianhuo, you can take Chen Xiao with you. Mu Qinlin said, "Gu Sehua, you can also take the people from Wanhualou and Gao Pingling, a slut, and leave, but ...... Xia Jingyi had to stay. ”

"Why?" Xia Jingyi asked as she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Let heroes from all walks of life in the world judge and judge, marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, the people all say so. She Xia Jingyi was originally the concubine of the first emperor of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and fled to Fucheng with this Wu Gongda. Now that they say that I am a Mongolian descendant, then the first emperor of the Northern Yuan Dynasty can be regarded as my uncle, should I take good care of my aunt?" Mu Qinlin said, and it did make sense to listen.

"It's nonsense, they forced Jingyi at all!" Wu Gongda retorted when he heard that everyone was in agreement.

"Tanhualang, what you said is not right, it was someone else's who was robbed. I don't know who said it, and the people below chimed in, "Yes, yes." ”

"Brother Wu, Sister Jingyi, we can't help you anymore. Lianhuo said softly, picked up Chen Xiao and turned to leave.

"Lianhuo, where are you going to take me?" Chen Xiao saw that she was struggling to support him, and reluctantly stopped and asked.

"My hometown, Minzhong. Lianhuo said, "It's better to live there for the rest of your life, get married and have children for the rest of your life, than to wander in the rivers and lakes all day." ”

Yes, she wants to be stable, because she has never lived a stable life, whether in a past life or in this life.

She also has an aunt in Minhou County, Fujian Province, where she also lived.

Within a few days, the two rushed to Fuzhou.

In Minhou County, more than ten kilometers outside the city of Fuzhou, there is a beautiful Hongshan Bridge. Although the bridge is not big, it is quite distinctive, the whole bridge is made of bright red bricks, hidden in the green willows fluttering in the wind, quite poetic and picturesque, it is the favorite and gathering place of the local literati and scholars of all dynasties. This bridge looks like a red flame from a distance, so people used to call it a red bridge. And she lives by this red bridge, famous for her talent and beauty, and is known as Zhang Hongqiao.

"I am not a native of Fujian, I was born in a large family in the Central Plains, because of the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, my parents took me to the south with a young child, unfortunately my parents died of illness halfway, and I was entrusted to my aunt. Lianhuo and Chen Xiao recounted.

"Then I came out on my own to make a living, but I didn't want to be trapped in the outer building. Lianhuo thought about the old days, and couldn't help sighing.

Chen Xiao looked at her, only then did he know that it had been difficult for her over the years, and he also secretly decided that in the second half of his life, he must let her live a stable life.

"Lotus Fire, can I protect you?" Chen Xiao looked at her and said seriously.

"Don't be stupid, you're younger than me. What's more, I want to take my husband by talent, and if I want to marry, I have to marry someone like the poet fairy Li Bai. Lianhuo said.

"I am only eight buckets, and I have had one before, but I can only sigh that I was born at the wrong time. Now, I am a martial artist, and I can no longer make a work of 'a lonely pillow and incense all night, asking flowers and flowers silently', and I no longer have the feelings I once had. Chen Xiao looked desperately at the water flowing east under the bridge, now he has seen all the vicissitudes of life, and now he knows that not every time he can meet his beloved, even if he does, he may have already been a person.

He didn't go out for a few months, just to be able to write a sentence, even if only one sentence could move her poem, not frivolous, not shallow, carrying his sense of hundreds of years of vicissitudes, carrying his regret of missing her again and again......