The winter solstice of the eighteenth year of Xuanhe, Chang'an.

The city is covered in silver, and the fine and dense snow is sprinkled in Daye Fang, and the pedestrians on the champion street of Shengge Dadan are weaving.

It is also a champion street, but there are no talented and beautiful people on the street decades later, replaced by swordsmen and swordsmen, and famous tiger girls.

Longyin Pavilion is not a place to hold a poetry meeting, but a place where the entire northwest rivers and lakes are famous, and the ring between the fifth floor, I don't know how many new heroes have stood up and how many old giants have fallen.

At this time, the Investigation Department was still a small yamen attached to the lieutenant's mansion, and there was no shadow of the black-clothed wolf guard who would shock the rivers and lakes in the future.

Liu Yunlin, who had just been transferred to the capital for the development of the Liu family, was still a small catcher hiding on the street corner and looking around, and he had to nod his head when he met a famous man in the rivers and lakes.

In the early morning of the winter solstice, outside the Yingchun Building, three dignified sons and brothers walked to the street under the sincere and frightened farewell of the old bustard.

Among them, Xu You, who had a pair of peach blossom eyes, took out his crotch, found a white horse running on the side of the street, and immediately sat a white-clothed heroine with a long sword hanging from her waist, so she hurriedly put on a gentle and elegant appearance to compose a poem:

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces......"

It's just that this 'poem' is really difficult to hear, and Song Yu, who was wearing a scholar's robe behind her, shook her head helplessly:

"Xu You, you are not called a poem, you are not as good as the imperial brother."

Song Ji next to him was just in his early twenties, but he already showed his old appearance, and waved his hand gently:

"I've not been good at this since I was a child, Xu You is better than me."

"That's it."

Xu You's eyes were full of pride, and he read the poem seriously, but it was a pity that the white-clothed heroine on the horse not only did not promise her, but also scolded "Phew-Dengzi".

Xu You, who had just come out of the Qinglou, was annoyed on the spot, and raised his finger to point:

"Look, this group of Jianghu girls, how rude they are......"

Song Ji looked at the unkempt and unkempt people on the street:

"The people of the rivers and lakes are like this, they are lawless, and they have repeatedly banned the prohibition by force, and my father and I have admonished me many times, but there has been no response."

Xu You's eyes kept on the woman in white: "It's better than a scholar, look at Song Yu, you are twisting and pinching when you go to the Qinglou, you don't dare to touch it, you want to sleep and you are afraid of the abrupt beauty......"

"Xu You, you ......"

Song Yu's face turned red suddenly, but he could only say one sentence:

"Insulting Sven."

Xu Youhe chuckled, and found that after the white-clothed heroine turned into the bluestone alley in front, he patted his belly: "I didn't drink well last night, let's go for a walk...... and run to the bluestone alley.

Song Yu was anxious: "Eh! If you don't go back, you won't be able to read it in the morning, and the master will be punished for copying books again. ”

Song Ji was a little helpless, but he didn't say anything, and followed Xu You to the bluestone alley.

There are many people in the rivers and lakes, and there are naturally many drinkers in the bluestone alley, and characters from all over the world, with a variety of weapons, honestly queued up from the wine shop to the mouth of the alley.

The same liquor, the same throat-burning liquor.

The difference is that Shopkeeper Sun is still a forty-year-old rough man, with a towel on his shoulder, and his temper is bigger than that of the people outside:

"Situ Pifu, is the sword boss amazing? The Sword Saint has seen it all, a tael of silver and a pot of wine, and the thunder can't be moved......"

The middle-aged man with the nine-ring knife on his back rolled up his sleeves and began to say good things:

"I came all the way here, and I didn't give you silver, I brought two more pots and drank ...... on the way."

"You didn't take it on the road to drink, just a pot, so many people waited for ......"

"Hey! You ......."

It's noisy and noisy.

A woman in white with a hood on her head, leading a horse and lining up a little bored, stood in front of a painting stall in the alley, looking at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

The painter was a scholar, with an elegant face, shabby clothes, and a white robe, but still very neat.

It's just that the calligraphy and paintings written by the scholars are not particularly outstanding, not to mention that there are all barbarians walking the rivers and lakes here, and only a few rangers from a family will take a glance.

The shabby scholar can still speak well, and he keeps talking good things to the chivalrous girl in white, and wants to persuade the chivalrous girl to buy a few and hang them on the wall as decoration.

It's a pity that before he could say a few words, the three gentlemen came over and forcibly cut into the line behind the chivalrous girl, and the "girl, Xiaosheng" began to talk.

The white-clothed lady was a little bored, so she led the horse and left, and the three gentlemen chased after her, and a business was gone.

The shabby scholar has experienced it many times, and he doesn't care about it, and grabs a chivalrous girl and says good things.

The chivalrous girl is very tall, and the scholar is on par, and she didn't have the heart to buy it, but there is no gentleman to disturb, this scholar is too abrasive, from the mouth of the alley said in front of the wine shop, she couldn't grind her, lost a piece of silver, and took advantage of the scholar to find the shopkeeper to exchange the broken silver, took a painting and left.

"Girl, eh......"

The shabby scholar ran out of the back room of the wine shop, and when he saw that there was no one, he couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Shopkeeper Sun had a rag on his shoulder, and laughed when he saw this:

"Hansheng, take the reward money if you give it, it's enough for you to live for half a month."

The scholar named Hansheng was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this, and waved his hand and said:

"You have a pot of wine and a tael of silver, and the thunder can't move, and I paint a painting for three dollars of silver, so I am still undeceived. Isn't this a lot of food to eat, no, no......"

"You owe money for food from summer to winter, and you are still so backbone, if you fail the exam in the spring, you can be my buddy, I don't dislike you when you are diligent."

"Phew—"

Han Sheng held the broken silver and looked around in the alley: "Learn literature and martial arts, report to the emperor's family, what is said in the book." If I were a buddy, I would have suffered for ten years. ”

Shopkeeper Sun didn't move when he saw the persuasion, and he didn't say more, and continued to toss his small wine shop.

Han Sheng held a handful of broken silver, ran back to the wine store, and waited at the mouth of the alley.

From the first snow to the early spring, from the white-clothed chivalrous woman to the gentleman's fists and feet, to the two people walking through the alley hand in hand, followed by a sour little girl.

Finally one day, Hansheng met the heroine who gave more silver again.

The heroine almost forgot about Han Sheng, and when she saw Han Sheng, she had to give the silver before she remembered, and then the woman came over every day and bought a pair of calligraphy and paintings at the painting stall every day.

Han Sheng originally thought that this heroine liked his calligraphy and painting, but after a long time, he understood.

After that, Han Sheng stayed overnight in the wine shop, and would make a pot of wine every day to hide, so as not to queue up the chivalrous girl.

Time passed slowly, and Han Sheng gradually paid off his debts, and he no longer died studying, and occasionally went to the Fairy Bridge for a stroll.

It's just that the spring festival is over, and Han Sheng still falls off the list, and he is a little disheartened when he fails the imperial examination every year, but he doesn't give up, after all, what else can a poor scholar do in addition to the imperial examination.

But one day, the chivalrous girl suddenly ran over at night, knocked on the door of the wine shop, was injured, said that she had been tricked and was framed, and wanted to leave the capital immediately, and asked him if he wanted to go together.

Han Sheng hesitated at the time, and the chivalrous woman left by herself.

In the end, Han Sheng couldn't hold back, put all the plates he had saved on the wine table, and chased them out.

This chase is many years, I have traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Dayue, seen the beautiful scenery of the world, learned some kung fu with the chivalrous girl who is already my wife, and gave birth to a daughter.

Hansheng is born in winter, so it is called 'Hansheng', and the daughter is born at night, when the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, so it is called 'Qingye'.

A family of three lives in Shudi, Hansheng can't study, and his talent for learning martial arts is very good, and in just two years, his wife can't beat it. A small bookstore

It's just that his wife committed a crime and was wanted by the court, although he was framed, but both of them were in the rivers and lakes, and they couldn't get revenge.

After learning martial arts, Han Sheng remembered the old saying of 'learning literature and martial arts, reporting to the emperor's family', and felt that if he couldn't pass the liberal arts exam, he could always do martial arts, so he was ready to continue to enter Beijing to take the exam to get an official position.

At that time, his wife was hiding in the cottage in Shudi, and her temper was not very good when she had a daughter, so she said a few words to him, and persuaded him not to lose his heart and be a lackey of the court.

Han Sheng has read sage books since he was a child, and he feels that he has the ability not to serve the imperial court, so he can't run to rob homes and houses like Jianghu guests.

Because of this incident, the two quarreled for the first time in their lives, and it was also the last quarrel.

In the end, Han Sheng still took the package, followed his wife's instructions, went to a few places to learn some martial arts, and then came to the capital thousands of miles away, ready to participate in martial arts.

At this time, it was already the first year of Zhaohong, and the new monarch took the throne and began to purge the rivers and lakes of bandits, that is, 'Iron Eagle Deer Hunting'.

Before the time for Wuju arrived, Han Sheng wanted to go to the Investigation Department to find an errand, but unfortunately before he could find out the way, the purge of the rivers and lakes began.

The catastrophe of the rivers and lakes, how many people died is difficult to count, the older generation who were killed was almost out of generation, and the world's rivers and lakes did not dare to step on Fenglingdu again, and only the talented and beautiful women were left in Chang'an City, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes were not seen, and the people of the rivers and lakes who were killed broke their backbones.

Han Sheng was worried about the safety of his wife and daughter, so he hurried back slowly, but unfortunately, he didn't catch up after all.

When Hansheng returned to the cottage where he was hiding, there was only a ruin left in front of him, and the thatched house built by the two people was burned down, and there was nothing left.

His wife's body was buried in a nearby mountain by friends in the rivers and lakes, and her daughter was sent to Wudang by friends in the rivers and lakes to seek refuge in the masters.

And he, as a husband, did nothing from beginning to end.

Han Sheng knelt on the ruins for three days and three nights, constantly wailing, suffering, apologizing, and regretting......

But his wife is dead, and even if he blames himself and regrets it in every way, it is difficult to see the smile that once stretched out his hand to him in the bluestone alley.

Han Sheng relied on the money his wife bought to buy paintings to pay off the accounts of the wine shop, relied on his wife's words and deeds to teach him good martial arts, and gave him a daughter and gave him a home.

But it wasn't until this time that Han Sheng discovered that these things were far more important than the sentence 'learn literature and martial arts and report to the emperor's family'.

Even if he is a rare master in the world, he is not willing to beat people, he wants to reason with others, he wants to seek an official body to benefit one party, and he wants to return to his hometown one day in an official robe.

Han Sheng didn't do anything wrong, as the book says, 'learn literature and martial arts, and report to the emperor's family'.

But why didn't the emperor's family want him, and caused his family to be ruined and his wife to be separated? ! He has become a ruthless and unrighteous negative person?

Books can't always be wrong, only people are wrong, and the emperor is wrong!

Under the heavy rain, before the ruins.

Hansheng knelt on the ground, from crying to silence, and from silence to resentment, vowing to burn all the resentment in the world.

Since then, Han Sheng has never been to Shudi, and he has not dared to go to his wife's grave to take a look, nor has he dared to look at his daughter.

But since then, there has been an additional name on the rivers and lakes.

The poisoner is cold!

A name that has been hung in the first place in the 'Quartet Heroes' in the case library, and a name that makes the wolf guards frightened!

Once you enter the rivers and lakes, there is no turning back.

Old Sun often said this.

But this sentence is not about whether Han Sheng should enter the rivers and lakes, but that Han Sheng should not turn back......

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On a summer morning, smoke curls from the villages deep in the mountains.

In the woods at the entrance of the village, a big white goose ran around chasing a few hens, and the big yellow dog was lying on a rope around his neck under the stone chess table, shivering.

Dressed in an emerald skirt and dressed like a village girl, Song Yufu has a wine gourd hanging on her waist, sitting on a stone bench in a regular manner, with a dustpan on her lap, containing brown rice, and is picking and choosing.

Opposite the chessboard made of big stones, the white-haired old master, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, looked at the chessboard in front of him, and told the story seriously.

Song Yufu listened a little absent-mindedly, looked at the big white goose that bullied the hen everywhere, and after making a fierce sound, she turned her head:

"Grandpa, that one named Hansheng, how is it now?"

The old master shook his head: "Obsessed." ”

My grandfather never spoke in a divine way, and Song Yufu didn't understand it, so he didn't ask. Seeing her grandfather put away the chess pieces one by one and threw them into the chess basket made of bamboo, Song Yufu pursed her lips:

"Why don't you go down?"

The old master put the black and white pieces separately into the chess basket, and smiled kindly:

"After a game of chess, naturally you can't play it, you have to have a new game."

Song Yufu looked at the game of chess that she had been playing since she came, and it was a little inexplicable. She knows how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it is obvious that her grandfather did not play chess at all, but just put the chess pieces in one position and moved them around......

Song Yufu also asked when she first came, but it was a pity that her grandfather and the old fairy were like a fairy, and she came to the sentence 'don't ask if you don't understand', she had no choice but not to ask, and when she saw that she had finished playing chess, she said:

"Did Kuroko win or did Shiroko win?"

The old master pondered carefully:

"The pawn wins."

“……”

Song Yufu pursed her lips, if it weren't for her grandfather's reputation being really scary, she would have thought it was mentally abnormal.

After the old master finished cleaning up the chess pieces, he picked up a black piece and put it in Zhongyuan, and said softly:

"Yufu, you said you liked that ...... called Buling?"

"Xu Buling, I...... I didn't like him, lied to my grandfather's ......"

Song Yufu twisted, turned her back, and continued to be fierce with the white goose: "Bai Shizi, if you bully the hen again, I will beat you......"

The big white goose 'quacked' twice, his eyes were cold and arrogant, and he was exactly the same as Xu Buling.

Song Yufu's little face was angry, and she picked up a small branch from the side, and was about to go up and beat the prince.

The old master took a sip of tea and shook his head: "You write a letter to that order, let him come to Yuelu Mountain, owe his grandfather a favor, and he wants to pay it back." ”

Song Yufu was stunned for a moment, then blushed a little, and sat down in a proper manner: "What am I doing writing to him...... I don't know each other, and the son doesn't owe my grandfather favors......"

The old master snorted lightly: "It's okay if you don't write, anyway, you will get married when you return to the capital in two years." ”

“……”

Song Yufu pursed her lips, looking reluctant: "I just owe him a wine gourd, and I have to pay him back......"

"Where's your mother's hairpin?"

"Oops~ Grandpa!"

"Hehe......"

Seeing that her grandfather stopped talking, Song Yufu's face recovered a little, lowered her head and continued to wash rice, thought about it, and changed the topic:

"Grandpa, how do you seem to know everything?"

The old master chuckled: "If you have more eyeliner, you will naturally know more things." ”

Song Yufu said "oh~", then got up and trotted back to the primary school in the village, and buried himself in writing a letter......