Text Volume 1_Chapter 890 Ten miles of Qinhuai River
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "But we've run out of favors last time?" Xiang Que squinted his eyes and said.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Ogoura frowned, tasting the sentence of Xiang Lack, different countries are not the same, Chinese like to talk about human feelings, asking people to do things is human feelings, and abroad is slightly different, they are one or two is two, and the most favorite thing to talk about is trading.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Agoura thought for a while before he understood what Xiang Que meant, a vampire who has lived for a long time, not to mention his IQ, is already rich in experience with things.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "Please, is there anything I can do for you?"
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang said to the lack of leave: "Hey, you see······ Don't speak too bluntly, I'm a little embarrassed."
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Ogura smiled lightly: "So forget it?" ”
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "No, no, I'll be polite" Xiang Que swooped next to Ogula and muttered: "It's just right, I have something to look for you······"
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: A few hours ago, Nanjing Tianhou Temple Daoyuan.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: On both sides of the main gate of the Daoist Academy, all the Taoist priests of the Tianhou Temple stood quietly with their hands in front of them, and in front of the Daomen, a figure holding a gourd pinned to the waist of the dust slowly walked over.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "Welcome, Qingyang Palace Sect Leader Qing Xuzi" In front of the gate of Tianhou Palace, an old Taoist shouted like a rainbow.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:"Huh" The Taoist priests standing on both sides of the ceremony saluted at the same time, put one hand on their chest and said, "Amitayus Buddha ······"
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Qing Xuzi returned the salute in a serious way, and said: "Amitayus Buddha, all Taoist friends are polite"
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "Daoyou came all the way from Qingyang Palace, and you have worked hard all the way" The head of Tianhou Palace stepped forward to greet Zhao Jiahui for a few words, and then the two walked inside side by side.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "The world is a family, I came to the Tianhou Temple to preach the scriptures and preach where the hard work comes from, the road is three thousand, I am preaching, preaching morality in the world"
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Zhao Jiahui brushed the dust, his expression was solemn and serious, Zhao Jiahui at this time, you can't see the state of a little tendon from his face and expression, it is a bit of a master.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: There are people in this world, they will be called left-handed geniuses and right-handed madmen, half mentally ill and half immortal.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: You are like Li Yan, he has an unparalleled brain, computing power and careful thinking, but he is a complete madman, Zhao Jiahui is the same, in other things, he may be a psychopath whose head does not turn and only has one tendon, but when it comes to Taoism, he is the head of the Qingyang Palace who spreads the Dao 3,000 in the world, can you still say that he is sick at this time?
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: If you don't go crazy, you can't live, and such stubborn people will either go completely crazy in the end, or they will carry their paranoia to the end, and finally become a legend.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: At the same time, at night, the spring breeze by the Qinhuai River is slightly cool.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: A lonely figure with his hands behind his back, slightly bleak, he leaned his shoulders and clasped his nose with his right fingers, and held a bottle of Lao Baigan who drank more than half of it in his left hand.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "Goo, goo" a few sips, and the remaining small half bottle of Lao Baigan was poured into his stomach by him, and then with a casual hand, the wine bottle drew a parabola and landed in the Qinhuai River.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: rippling water waves, carrying wine bottles to the middle of the river.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: In the distance, in the Qinhuai River, a painting boat that is rarely seen on weekdays slowly rows by.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Painting boats are extremely popular in ancient times, at that time there were many painting boats in the Qinhuai River, wandering in the water all day, and at night, literati, scholars, dignitaries, dignitaries and nobles would wait in a row on the shore, until the painting boat approached, they would choose their favorite painting boats and flock up.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: In the painting boat, there are more courtesans and dancers, and there are those who sell their bodies without selling their arts, and put them in modern society, and the painting boat is equivalent to a high-end entertainment place for people's pastime and pleasure.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: The Qinhuai River at night is lively and complicated, after the liberation, especially now, the painting boat in the Qinhuai River has basically disappeared, even if there is only for visitors to swim in the river and close, there is no charm of the painting boat.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: At this time, the painting boat rowing towards the lonely and gloomy figure was full of lights, singing, and a clear and enchanting female voice slowly came out of the boat.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:"Six dynasties gold powder ten miles of Qinhuai River, drunk under the breeze and bright moon without astringency wine, with a slight faint faint night grace"
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: The singing is clear, the sound of the guzheng is clear, the people on the shore are not drunk listening to the song to be dazzled, the figure with the shoulders bent shook his head, and clapped his hands in line with the song in the guzheng that came out of the painting boat.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: After a while, the painting boat slowly approached, and a sampan was brought down from the boat, and then an old man in a robe stood in front of the sampan, and said, "Mr. Lai, please."
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&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: The man named Mr. Lai Da stepped on the sampan with his hands behind his back and stepped onto the painting boat, when the song and the zither that had been heard before the cross had suddenly stopped.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; The old man who greeted Mr. Lai Da on the boat bent down and stretched out his hand and said: "Mr. Lai, the spring breeze is slightly cool, the boat has prepared good shochu and side dishes, please inside, and then ask Miss Xun'er to play a song for you to help the fun."
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: At this time, there is no one near the Qinhuai River, if someone walks or gets on the painting boat, it is estimated that his head will be a little dizzy for a while, because maybe what he sees and hears will make him mistakenly think that he seems to have traveled to hundreds of years ago.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: It's a scene that doesn't fit in with modern society and can only be seen on TV or in movies.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Unreal, ethereal, surprising.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Mr. Lai Da hummed with his hands behind his back, and walked into the main house of the painting boat with his head held high.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: At this time, Mr. Lai Da no longer has a bit of gloomy and lonely taste, but is a little more unfathomable.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: In the painting boat, the decoration is antique, the antique flavor is very strong, not only the decoration is so that the women standing on both sides of the painting boat are also dressed as maids, with long skirts and hair high with headbands behind their heads, and their hands crossed in front of them.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Seeing someone come in, the six maids bent their legs together, smiled lightly and saluted: "Hello Mr. Lai"
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Mr. Lai Da waved his hand, then looked straight ahead, and said for the first time after getting on the boat: "Hello Miss Xun'er"
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Directly in front, four screens of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum stand on both sides, and behind a long table in the middle sits a young woman dressed in palace dress, her verdant jade-like fingers are slowly supporting the guzheng on the long table.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:"Zheng ······" The guzheng made a soft sound, as if he was talking back to this Mr. Lai.
&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; Mr. Lai looked up slightly, then walked over and sat cross-legged, in front of him, a delicate white flask was placed in warm water, and next to it was a stack of beef and peanuts.
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