"Hey! Singing, are there no new words for you? There are only a few stories throughout the year, and today we still use this major event to perfunctory Lao Tzu, is it really easy for us to bully old guests? ”

Interrupted in the middle of the song, the man was obviously a little embarrassed, silently took down the erhu, he glanced at the place where he had been singing for five years, and then looked at the familiar old customer.

In fact, the man knew that he would cause them dissatisfaction with this, but his new song had to be left to his new master, and he had to go to a bigger place and do something bigger

"Sorry......"

"Don't give me those useless! Think you're really flying when you find your next home? ”

The man was silent, standing on the stage. Everyone's embarrassment became up, and the atmosphere began to become subtle, and even the old shopkeeper of this house was watching from behind, and there was no way

In the depths of the palace, this is the first time that someone has come here without the emperor's permission, Bai Ling has patrolled here, except for a very few servants, there is nothing. The vermilion walls look like a ghost land.

There was nothing abnormal, but an inexplicable feeling of unhappiness still shrouded Bai Ling's heart, for no reason

When he walked out of the palace, Bai Ling's bad feeling dissipated slightly. He looked at the high wall and began to think, "Could it be that this emperor has something to do?" ”

"Sniff-sniff-" The tip of Bai Ling's nose moved, and the light flashed in his eyes, it was a familiar breath coming from him, and he really wanted to feel it somewhere

Unable to think of it for a while, Bai Ling finally left directly. No answer was found, so he began wandering the streets aimlessly, trying to get some useful information from his mouth.

"Eh, you know what?" The conversation between a passer-by and another passer-by attracted Bai Ling's attention, "The Holy Lord ...... at this time"

In the small restaurant, the tense atmosphere has not eased. Depressed and dull, even Bai Mo put down the teacup and lost the Yaxing just now

Glancing around silently, Bai Mo looked at the person who was as dull as him at this time, and also looked at the old guest who was different from the person they were scolding at the moment, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Looking outside the house, a gorgeous carriage passed by, eye-catching, admired, but those people were light, and the cloth clothes under the carriage, even if the fate was ill-fated, singing and crying, in the eyes of the people on the carriage, it was just a human life

"It's you...... What would you do? Suddenly remembering Ye Jinyu, Bai Mo only felt that the tip of his heart was beating, as if he was scratching his chest, and seemed to pinch his trachea, making him breathe slightly rapid and a little out of breath at that moment.

With a smile, Bai Mo raised the teacup again and took a sip of tea silently.

The quarrel continued, although it could only be regarded as a one-sided insult, but the guest still did not stop, the storyteller he liked was so perfunctory, ruining his future, how could a true lover like him not hate iron and steel?

Backstage, the old shopkeeper couldn't sit still, and the linen pants were pinched out of eighteen folds.

At the scene, the other guests were also a little unbearable, and tentatively reached out to pull back the person who had lost his mind.

"Yes...... Hear me out? Bai Mo got up, crossed the tables, and came between the two.

"Who are you?" The old guest saw that Bai Mo was dressed in a refreshing manner, and he must be a descendant of a somewhat powerful family, and he took a little care about it, but there was disdain in the depths of his eyes.

Bai Mo spoke again: "I was sitting there just now, listening to you scolding the storyteller on this stage, but I also heard some reasons from it." I know that it is his fault, repeating the songs and words every day, nothing new, and it is really unfair to you who come here every day to listen to books. I think you'll have to say no to this guest first. The latter sentence was said by Bai Mo to the storyteller.

"I'm sorry." This sentence was very solemn in that person's mouth.

But the old guest didn't seem to be unappreciative, hugging his chest and tilting his head, looking unacceptable.

Seeing this, the storyteller was embarrassed again, looking at the white foam. I saw Bai Mo put his hand into his pocket, took out all the silver taels that Bai Ling gave him, and respectfully handed them to the storyteller.

"Sir, I know you can't sing a new song, and there must be a reason why you can't sing a new song. I have a little money here, I just want you to look at the face of my new customer, sing a couple of sentences, and say half a paragraph. ”

Hearing Bai Mo's words, not to mention the middle-aged man, even the old guest was stunned, looking at Bai Mo, his eyes were complicated.

Silently took the money, and the middle-aged man who told the story and sang the song held the silver tael, rubbed it in his hand, and stuck a few wisps of sweat stains on his palm.

"Good!"

"Hmm!" Getting the answer he wanted, Bai Mo sat back down. Even though there were eyes looking at him all around, he was not stage frightened at all. Maybe he's being seen this way or that, maybe he's thinking about something else

"If you encounter such a thing, you will do the same, right......" Being in the capital, in this position where he and Ye Jinyu met, this sudden tide of lovesickness teaches people how not to miss, miss his gentleness, and miss meeting him

A man who grew up in the shadows of the dungeon, was called the White Devil; A child who grew up under the sunshine of the East Palace has a touching and warm ...... Encounter is fate

Unconsciously picked up the teacup, took a sip of white foam, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Coming back to his senses, looking at everything around him, everyone was immersed in the story tune of the people on the stage, and it was so harmonious that even the white foam and even the storyteller himself were immersed in it

"Just say that I, the Holy Emperor of the Great Zhou, is unparalleled in the world - I have just passed the prosperous New Year, Mount Tai Feng Zen!" Sanjiu Chinese Network

Awakened! White foam left his seat silently, his steps brisk, not disturbing anyone. Bringing the baggage he had with him, he walked to the door, looked at where he had come from, and looked in the direction of Mount Tai.

Could it be that the group of people outside the city are Li Sui and Ye Jinyu? I just feel that this cold winter has not passed, and the snowflakes are fluttering, which makes people a little cold. Cover your clothes tightly, and you can't help but feel a little sentimental.

The sun was shining, and I only felt a little dazzling; The cold wind is cold, and now it is actually a spring cold? It's a little sad to be staggered

"Nishiki Feather...... Did you follow Li Sui? A sigh, foaming at the mouth: "I'll go to you again......"

Quietly waiting at the door, Bai Mo waited for Bai Ling's return. As soon as he turned around, he saw Bai Ling, and before he could speak, the latter brought him the same news.

"I heard that the holy Mount Tai Feng Zen has gone...... Took away a lot of people. ”

"Sure enough......"

Bai Ling: "Brother, we are waiting here...... Or ......"

White foam: "Let's go now......"

"The people we met when we were out of the capital that day must have been them...... Brother...... It's all my ...... to blame."

Gently patted Bai Ling's shoulder, and the two brothers hugged each other and went out of Chang'an.

"It's okay...... I also blamed me for being too nervous at that time, and we were separated for too long, and I was a little hesitant to see each other......"

"It's good to delay a bit, I still don't know how to meet you! Scold! Bai Mo read silently in his heart

In the small restaurant, the middle-aged man sang a song, opened his eyes, looked at the empty place under the stage, and saw the white-clothed young man again

This newcomer, who had only come to listen to his songs, became an eternal guest in the heart of the storyteller, but until the day and moment when the middle-aged man died of old age, he did not see white foam again

The capital is bustling, coming and going; Some people come and don't come back, and some people don't come back

On Mount Tai, Ye Jinyu was weak, paralyzed above the mountainside, and saw the top of Mount Tai, but he didn't reach that place.

"Old ...... Li Sui, I really can't climb......"

"Huh...... Heh......" exhaled two breaths of turbidity, and Li Sui said, "I can't climb anymore...... Hold on a little longer......"

"Come!" Li Sui stretched out his hand towards Ye Jinyu, who also handed him his right hand. Tightened, Li Sui pulled Ye Jinyu hard, facing the noon sun, towards the highest peak.

"No matter where I go, I will be with you, and I will not let go, your hand ......"

In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of the day, and when I looked up again, I found that it was already afternoon.

The light snow paused, and looking down from the mountain, it was a beautiful scenery in the world.

It can be seen that the curling smoke rises from a small village, the chickens and dogs in the village are barking, and the outside of the village is longitudinal and horizontal; It can be seen that the traffic is circulating in a small town, the town is prosperous and lively, and the town is in a hurry.

It turns out that apart from this corner of Chang'an City, there is still so much beauty in this world - this is something that Ye Jinyu, who has hardly walked out of Chang'an for twenty years, does not know

Looking at this infinite situation, Ye Jinyu stood in place, and now he really couldn't walk.

Seeing that he was about to reach the top of the mountain, where there was an altar that had been built by the snow sweeper, according to the plan, Li Sui should indeed let Ye Jinyu stop again.

Helping Ye Jinyu to sit on a rock, Li Sui opened his mouth and said to him: "I'll do the rest alone......"

In Ye Jinyu's eyes full of expectations and blessings, Li Sui took a step forward and headed towards the final highland.

One step, two steps, he can also gradually feel the taste of "being at the top of the mountain, seeing the mountains at a glance", and the ancients did not deceive him.

After such a long journey, Li Sui looked at the sky in front of him, with clear sky and thousands of cumulus clouds; Below is the red dust, there are great rivers and mountains, and there are more joys and sorrows.

As for him Li Sui? It was as if he had broken away from the heavens and the earth, and he opened his arms, wanting to plunge into this ethereal void and turn into clouds.

"It's really mysterious!" With a sigh, Li Sui slowly sat down on the highest peak, facing the emptiest front, and his heart suddenly seemed to have no desires.

Forgetting the etiquette that the previous dynasties should have at this time, and putting aside those gods who didn't know if they really existed, Li Sui only thought about the beauty that belonged to him.

At this time, Li Sui's head was like an empty sandalwood box, and just now, he had already taken out all the sundries.

Now, what should he put in it? Li Sui followed his own mind, step by step, slowly.