Eighth, the beauty of the country

Winter 473 BC. Xiangbao raised a dog named Ngawang in Panjungui, and picked up a teenager on the street and named him Ah Fu.

Ah Fu chops wood in Panjungui, but Xiangbao treats him better than Ah Wang.

A heavy snow had just fallen, the climate was unusually cold, and the capital of Qi was covered in snow.

Dressed in thick clothes, Xiangbao was lying on the counter yawning, and Ngawang curled up at Xiangbao's feet and snoring. There was a noise by the door, Xiangbao rubbed his eyes, and watched Wei Qin sweep the Nth guest who asked for "Aunt Xiang" out of the house.

"If you go on like this, it's time for Panjun to close the door......" With three points of sleepiness, Xiangbao muttered blindfolded.

"I don't think so." Wei Qin grinded her teeth and smiled at her.

Xiangbao looked back at the store, ah, the people were buzzing, it was so lively, it seemed that it was really her Aunt Xiang who had a skill in collecting money, hehehe.

Lazily shaking the bamboo teacup in his hand, the bamboo cup is soaked in chrysanthemum tea, which is picked and dried in autumn. Xiangbao looked down and watched the sun-dried chrysanthemums slowly stretch out their dried petals in the hot water, and then bloom, and the curling fragrance slowly drifted in the cold air, with a bit of warmth.

Xiangbao really, I haven't had a nightmare in a long time.

The entrance of Panjungui is a street, and people come and go, which also drives the development of Panjungui. It really deserves to be the largest song and dance workshop in Qi country, and sure enough, that bead is worth it, and now three years have passed, and this song and dance workshop is even more lively.

Champ Le, hehe, beautiful.

"Have you heard? The state of Wu is dead. On the opposite street, there was a faint sound of people talking.

Xiangbao's hand shook slightly, and the bamboo cup rolled to the ground. Hot water was poured on her hand, and Xiangbao looked down at the chrysanthemums blooming on the back of her hand in a daze, warm and soft.

"Xiangbao, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her like this, Wei Qin hurriedly stepped forward, reached out to brush the chrysanthemum on her hand, and cautiously looked at her reddened hand.

"Yes, the husband sent that faint king, for a Xi Shi to make people angry, and finally there is retribution......"

"I heard that he covered his face with cloth, drew his sword, and killed himself...... What do you say that there is no shame to see Wu Xiangguo under Jiuquan and the like...... I knew there was today, so why did I ...... it in the first place?"

"Alas, faint gentleman......"

The people who talked gradually walked away, but Xiangbao fell into an ice cave.

Looking at the big words "Pan Jungui" at the door, Xiangbao pulled the corners of his lips, what a stupid name. Habitually bowing his head and biting his lip, Xiangbao didn't speak, but his heart seemed to be hollowed out.

"Aunt Xiang, Aunt Xiang." Ah Fu yelled and ran in.

Xiangbao slowly raised his head and looked at the dark-skinned young man in a trance, he called her "Aunt Xiang", not "Xiangbao".

Everything is an illusion she has created, everything is her self-deception. The past is the past, and no matter how she imitates it, she still can't go back.

She is a fool who covers her ears and steals the bell.

"Aunt Xiang, there's a drunkard outside, and it looks like he's about to freeze to death." Ah Fu rushed into the door like a gust of wind, shouted urgently, and took Xiangbao's hand and walked out.

Xiangbao ran out with Ah Fu in confusion. There was nothing outside the door, just an empty flask.

"Hey, he was still there...... I called him, and he shouldn't, his hair was scattered, and he was covered with a layer of rags......" Ah Fu scratched his head, and then pointed to a pile of gray rags in the corner of the wall, "This is it! ”

Xiangbao stepped forward and bent down to pick up the robe, which was barely recognizable. In fact, as Ah Fu said, it was a rag at all. But that rag is very familiar.

She once did it to please someone...... Robe.

"Aunt Xiang, Aunt Xiang...... Let's find out......" Afu took Xiangbao's hand and shook it, probably because he had been picked up, and he couldn't be indifferent to things like that.

"No need." Xiangbao took the rag and turned and walked through the door.

There was a fire burning in the small bronze stove by the counter, and Xiangbao reached out and shoved the rag into it. Watching the red flames lick the rag, Xiang Baowu was in a daze.

In a few moments, the rag had been consumed by the flames.

Xiangbao was upset: "Don't do business anymore, close the door and sleep." With that, she got up and went back to her room.

Ah Fu was stunned. Seeing Xiangbao return to the room, Wei Qin, who was being entangled by a female guest, shook her hand and walked over: "Ah Fu, what's wrong?" "I forgot to mention that since Weiqin sat in the formation, there were a lot of female guests drinking tea and chatting in this Panjun Gui......

Ah Fu shrugged his shoulders innocently, and he was also in a fog and confused.

Please leave all the guests, and look forward to the return of the business for a day.

On the street in front of the door, a sloppy man suddenly stumbled up, as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it.

Sitting weakly in the corner, he looked up and saw that the door of the store opposite was closed, and the words "Pan Jungui" were unusually dazzling in the winter sun.

As soon as she entered the room, Xiangbao smelled a strange fragrance, and by the time she felt wrong, she was already paralyzed and unable to exert any strength. Her eyes widened as she looked at the Yue Nu who was sitting on her couch at some point, dressed in black, like a ghost.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you this time, I'm just taking you back to Yue on the orders of Brother Wang." She got up and walked over to Xiangbao.

Xiangbao was angry and opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.

"Don't be nervous, it's just temporary." Yue Nu said.

On the same day, Gou Jian said that the day when the country was restored was the time when the widow welcomed you back to China.

Three days away, all the way to the fast.

The carriage stopped at the back door of the Yue Wang's mansion.

Backdoor? Xiangbao couldn't help but raise her lips coldly, sure enough, she was still unsightly.

"Go in, Brother Wang is waiting for you inside."

Xiangbao moved, and found that he could move. As soon as he got out of the carriage, someone greeted him and led Xiangbao into the door.

It's inevitable, life or death, see.

Along the way, the scenery is still the same. I remember that day, in this garden, on top of that feast, Xiangbao was covered with heavy makeup, and saw Fan Li with a strange face.

Today, the scenery is still the same, and the face of the people is unbelievable.

A team of patrolling guards walked by, and Xiangbao felt a tightness in his hands, and he was actually covered by someone and dragged into the corner.

Xiangbao struggled for a moment, and a familiar voice came to her ears: "Don't move, it's me." ”

Language?

The hand covering Xiangbao's mouth was released, Xiangbao turned around, and sure enough, it was Wen.

"Follow me." Without saying much, Wen Chong pulled Xiangbao out of Yuefu from the corner gate.

Outside Yuefu, there was a carriage that had been prepared for a long time.

"Let's go." Wen Chongdao.

Xiangbao turned his head to look at the inconspicuous carriage. The driver sitting in front of the car was dressed in rags, wearing a shabby hat on his head, his face was wrapped in cloth, and his head was so low that he could not even see with his eyes.

Somehow, Xiangbao always felt that this person was a little weird.

"The young uncle has resigned." Wen Chong said, "He's looking for you." ”

"Hmm." Xiangbao answered, but didn't say anything.

Wen Chong stretched out his hand and handed Xiangbao a piece of red tulle. Xiangbao stretched out his hand to take it, only to feel a little familiar, and for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Don't remember?" Wen Chong sighed slightly, "Mrs. Jun found it from the clothes of the king. ”

Xiangbao was stunned for a moment, it was the scarf she covered when Liujun was drunk for the first time! At that time, Gou Jian exchanged a pearl for seeing her. This piece of red yarn ...... Gou Jian has always stayed?

"I know that the princess asked the princess to invite you back to Vietnam, and Mrs. Jun ordered me to wait here early in the morning, so you can go." Looking at Xiangbao, Wen Chong said.

Xiangbao smiled, I see.

Easily opened his hand, and the red yarn in his palm rose with the wind, and was gradually blown away by the wind.

"Xi Shi is the ominous daughter of the dead country. As Dr. Wen and Mrs. Jun wished, Xiangbao was just Xiangbao, and he would never return to Yue for the rest of his life. ”

Wen Chong was slightly stunned, and his face was a little unnatural.

"If the king asks......" Wen said.

"If the king asks, tell him what Xiangbao said." Xiangbao slowly raised his lips, looked at the remnant sun like blood in the sky, and said lightly, "Your Majesty, you are the king of the people of the world; Fucha is my one-man king. The yellow spring is green, life and death remain the same......"

Xiangbao didn't notice that the coachman sitting in front of the carriage stiffened slightly when he heard this.

released bold words, Xiangbao's eyes were slightly astringent, and he was moved by himself first. Turning, she got into the carriage and lowered the curtains.

"Brother Fowl." Through the curtain, Xiangbao suddenly spoke.

Wen Chong was slightly stunned.

"Thank you for going to see my sister."

In the past three years, every time Mo Li's sacrifice day, Xiangbao would come back quietly, and he saw that Mo Li's tomb was always clean.

The coachman raised his whip high and fell down fiercely, and the horse raised its hooves and walked away, getting farther and farther away from the Yue Wang's mansion.

Wen Chong watched the carriage go away and turned back to the house.

Xiang Bao'an sat quietly in the carriage, looking through the curtain at the Yue Wangfu, which was getting farther and farther away. In that mansion, there was a king waiting for her, and when she returned to him, he was gentle-faced, but he was more ambitious.

He said that he wants all the beauties.

He said that the day of Vietnam's restoration was the time when he welcomed her back to China.

He called himself a widow.

Loner.

The carriage sped along as it grew dark. Looking at the groom sitting in front of him, Xiangbao bit his lip slightly, a little panicked. With Mrs. Jun's usual behavior, it is impossible to let her go so easily. What's more, the coachman covered his face with a cloth, so unsightly?

It's getting late, and the later it gets, the more dangerous it becomes, and she must fight quickly and strike first. Slightly clenched his fist, Xiangbao gently pulled out the silver hairpin in his hair, and cautiously approached the coachman, who was only concerned about catching the car, as if he was unaware.

Looking up, Xiangbao fiercely pressed the sharp silver hairpin against the coachman's neck: "Stop." ”

The coachman pulled the reins of the horse hard, and the horse neighed and stopped.

Xiangbao jumped out of the carriage: "Who are you?" ”

The coachman was silent.

"Dumb?" Xiangbao was slightly annoyed, but the other party didn't answer, "Take off the cloth towel!" Xiang Bao ordered.

"Ah, there are still fat sheep passing by so late......" Behind him, someone suddenly shouted.

Xiangbao was slightly stunned, so familiar lines. With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Xiangbao stiffened again, isn't this the same as the line when he met the bandit at the foot of Fujiao Mountain......

Turning around slowly, Xiangbao was a little ostrich and didn't dare to face the reality. Alas, are all bandits virtuous? As if to prove that he is a bandit, the guy at the head is still with a horizontal face and a beard......

It's so powerless.

"Ah, it's a girl with fine skin and tender meat." A guy with big teeth next to him smiled a **.

The lines haven't changed.

Xiangbao sighed secretly, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the suspicious driver had not solved it, and there was such a lot of trouble.

Oh my God......

The horses pulling the cart also seemed to sense the danger and began to agitate.

Xiangbao looked around, alas, it was a wilderness again! Even if she shouts in her throat, I'm afraid that no one will hear it, so it's better to save effort. The coachman did not speak, but reached out and stroked the horse's neck, and the horse fell silent and no longer restless.

Xiangbao saw it in his eyes and was secretly surprised.

"Boss, shall we snatch that little lady and give it back to the brothers?" The big tooth seemed to think that he was not disgusting enough, and the more he laughed, the more **, and Xiangbao couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

"Well, great idea!" A whole bunch of weird-looking guys who wanted to put the "bad guy" label on their faces began to heckle.

Xiangbao felt her hands tremble slightly. Unable to care less, Xiangbao turned around and ran behind the coachman spinelessly. Hiding behind him, Xiangbao was slightly stunned, and felt an inexplicable sense of relief. Then I thought about it, in such a situation, except for the gang of bandits, probably everyone would make her feel at ease.

"Big brother, there's another one!" The bandits laughed nonchalantly.

"Save me......" Seeing them like this, Xiangbao couldn't help but approach the coachman again, whispering for help, not remembering that he was holding a silver hairpin against someone's neck a moment ago.

In the darkness, the man still did not squeak. It's really dumb, Xiangbao is a little frustrated.

"Who are you?" The leader's beard seemed to be a little jealous of the coachman.

The coachman remained silent, but slowly stood up and jumped out of the carriage.

Xiangbao stared at his back hatefully, didn't he want to slip away? This hateful guy wants to die and not save him?!

"Hahaha......" Seeing him like this, all the thieves thought that he had relented, and they all laughed loudly, very proud.

"Master, although you have a lot of money, you can't spend it in a few lifetimes, and your body is expensive, but don't leave Bao'er alone......" Xiangbao shouted with a panicked face. Hmph, want to get rid of her and run away alone? Don't!

"How many lifetimes will you not be able to spend it?" When the big tooth heard this, his eyes straightened.

The thieves gradually approached the coachman, Xiangbao snickered and tightened the reins of the horse and prepared to slip away, but suddenly a cold light flashed in front of him, but saw that the coachman suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath and slashed at the thieves without saying a word, Xiangbao couldn't help but be stunned in place.

This scene...... Déjà vu.

The coachman swung his sword as if he had entered a no-man's land, the feeling of dominating the world, but with a strange charm, it was like a dance!

Xiangbao's heart suffocated slightly.

The surroundings fell silent, and Xiangbao only saw the coachman with a cloth towel dancing alone in the strange blood in the sky. He stopped suddenly, and pointed his sword straight at a person, but when he looked again, it turned out to be the big banya, and he was the only one left among the thieves who had just been together.

The big tooth completely lost the arrogance just now, and could only burst into tears, and his legs were shaking like chaff, which was even more obscene. He stared at the masked man in front of him who looked like a grim reaper, his lips trembled, and he couldn't even spit out a word!

"Please, I'll let you go." The coachman spoke suddenly.

Xiangbao immediately froze, and the voice ......

"Ask for ......" The big pan teeth trembled, but he couldn't say anything because of the excessive panic.

"Alas......" the coachman suddenly sighed, "don't you ask for it?" ”

"Ask for ...... Pg ......" Big Plate Tooth twitched his lips as he continued his unfinished pleading.

The sword glowed with cold light and stabbed straight at the big fang.

"Please...... You! Probably because of the sudden blessing to the soul, the big tooth was in a hurry, and he actually said very slipperily, "Please...... Please......"

The scene at the foot of Fujiao Mountain suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and Xiangbao expected that Da Banya would not escape death, so he closed his eyes tightly and couldn't bear to look at it. After a long time, without hearing the terrifying sound of the long sword piercing the flesh, Xiangbao slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the big panya pants were wet, and he sat on the ground trembling.

He...... Did you show mercy?

Really, is it different?

Turning around, the coachman looked at Xiangbao. In the darkness, his elongated figure looked like someone's.

Xiangbao gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and raised his hand to remove his hat. A long uncurled hair poured down like flowing water, sliding down his shoulders, glowing blue in the moonlight.

Under the hat, those narrow eyes looked at Xiangbao with a smile.

"Are you going to live with that rag wrapped up in that rag for the rest of your life?" Xiangbao gritted his teeth and said viciously.

The smile in his eyes became even brighter, and he slowly raised his hand and untied the cloth towel that was half-wrapped around his face.

There was a sharp pause in his breathing, and Xiangbao froze in place.

It's true...... It's him.

Leaning forward slightly, he buried his head in her neck, and took a deep breath greedily: "Bao'er...... I'm gone......" he whispered around her neck, as if to say, "I'm home."

"Aren't you dead?" The nose was slightly sore, and Xiangbao's teeth were "rattling".

"Well, I'm dead, but I'm worried that my baby will cry, so I escaped from the underworld again......" he chuckled lowly, "Are you crying?" ”

"Who's going to cry for you......" Xiangbao muttered.

He laughed.

"Who made your scapegoat?" Xiangbao pursed her lips slightly. It is rumored that he masked his face with a cloth before killing himself, shouting "There is no face to see Wu Zixu under Jiuquan", she should have guessed a long time ago, how could that arrogant and arrogant guy admit his mistake? That sentence doesn't matter, masking is the right thing, masking is the right thing, and it is unknown who is the one who dies......

"My baby is so smart." He chuckled lowly.

Xiangbao knew that he was laughing at what kind of "master" and "Wanguan family wealth" she was just dragging him into the water......

"How did you know I was here?" Xiang Baoqi said.

"I'm smart."

"Where's the original coachman?" Xiangbao was a little hesitant in his heart.

"Killed." He was honest.

Xiangbao bowed her head, knowing that the man must have been sent by Madame Jun to take her life.

"Bao'er, I'm homeless......" hugged Xiangbao, he said softly.

"Alas, I picked up Ah Fu, picked up Ah Wang, and I didn't miss picking you up again...... "Xiangbao pouted, looking aggrieved.

"Who is Ah Fu? Who is Ngawang? The husband looked at Xiang Xiangbao and said dissatisfied.

"Hehe, Ah Fu chops wood for me, Ah Wang...... Take care of my house......"

"Housekeeping? Why Housekeeping? ”

"Stupid, because Ngawang is a dog!"

"Bao'er ......"

"Huh?"

When Xiangbao and her husband returned to Pan Jun's return, Wei Qin was not there. Listening to Ah Fu, Wei Qin left after smelling the smell in Xiangbao's room.

Later, Wei Qin never returned.

Xiangbao thought, will he be with Yue Nu anymore?

If yes, how nice.

She is the person in the world who wants him to be happy, but she can't give him happiness.

When the husband saw the three golden characters of "Pan Jungui" on the song and dance workshop, he smiled like a cat that had stolen fish. Xiangbao's intestines are all repentant, why did you take such a stupid name in the first place?

"Good dreams are the easiest to wake up, a dream is already three lives ......" On the street in front of the door, there is an old man in Tsing Yi who opened the altar to tell stories, "The old man dreams of three lives, today I will tell you about a dispute between Wu and Yue, and talk about the king who died because of the beauty!" ”

Gradually, people gathered around.

"The pavilion baby is just starting to stay with mandarin ducks, and the hero is helpless and amorous...... It is said that the husband sent a museum to build a baby official...... "The storyteller stood on the street and said with spit and high spirits.

The number of onlookers is increasing.

Xiangbao lay on the stage, looking at the opposite side sleepily, listening to the storyteller's hand-shaking feather fan, and he was not very happy.

"Sigh Jun is willing to enter the urn, that generation of heroes don't love the country and love the beauty, and finally burned down the palace of the pavilion, and the army was defeated Kasawa ......"

Xiangbao looked up lazily. The husband supported his chin with one hand, and was looking at Xiangbao carefully, his narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, his thin lips were lightly raised, but he was warm with three points, and he was still arrogant in a bright yellow robe.

"It's so nice, isn't it just a king of a dead country!" There was a heckle below.

"That's right, I heard that the husband was mediocre, listened to Xi Shi's slanderous rumors, and killed the loyal Wu Xiangguo......"

The husband still looked at Xiangbao as if he had turned a deaf ear.

"That faint king, for a woman to make people angry, finally has retribution......"

"Yes, yes, I heard that he covered his face with a cloth and drew his sword to kill himself...... What do you say, 'There is no face to see Wu Zixu under the nine springs'......"

"Alas, faint gentleman......"

Xiangbao bit his lip and looked up at him: "Is it willing?" ”

Fucha raised his eyebrows and curled his lips: "Wise? I've never been wise. ”

Smile on the eyebrows, smile on the lips, smile on the eyes. Xiangbao hooked his neck, smiled brightly, and rewarded him with a fragrant kiss.

It is said that the Wu people put Xi Shi into their skins and threw them into the river in anger. Fan Li, the doctor of the Yue Kingdom, led his troops to rush into Gusu City, but only got the news of Xi Shi's death, and then resigned and went into hiding, nowhere to be found......"

At some point, the men dispersed.

Xiangbao curled up in her husband's arms and fell asleep.

In 472 B.C., Goujian, the king of Yue, gave the Wen "genus carving" sword, and the Wen committed suicide.

The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden; The cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys cook.

It was always a gentle man dressed in white, and he could see it so clearly......

Another year of spring blossoms.

There is one more merchant in the Qi country, and he has a strange name, called Ouyi Zipi. He has an astonishing talent and business talent, and in just a few years, he has accumulated hundreds of thousands of fortunes. The king of Qi invited him into Linzi, the capital of the country, and worshiped him as the prime minister, but he hung up the seal and left.

Scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants, with scholars at the head and merchants at the end. As a result, the merchant is a despised industry. But this strange man, he is not an official, he would rather be a businessman.

The weirdo said that he had an unmarried wife and was a petty money fan.

Later, he settled in Tao, accumulated money in business, and became the richest man in the world, called "Tao Zhugong".

He finally became the richest man in the world, but ...... He lost her.

He had a lot of money, but no one helped him spend it.

He once said that he liked Xiangbao.

He once said that he would not give up Xiangbao for anything. He said she would be more important than his life.

He swore that if Fan Li gave up Xiangbao in this life, he would definitely live alone and grow old alone.

Such a resolute oath.

Now, he has taken an oath.

After the king of Yue Ping Wu, the prestige was greatly shaken, and the soldiers crossed the Huai to the north, and the princes of Qi, Song, Jin, and Lu were in Xuzhou, and Zhou Tianzi made the life of Gou Jian as "Bo", and he seemed to be an overlord.

However, at this time, the Spring and Autumn era was coming to an end, the hegemony was coming to an end, and Gou Jian was already the last overlord of the Spring and Autumn Era.

After that, it is the story of the Warring States......