The same bright moon shines into the 28th year of the Tang Dynasty (740 AD), and the night is still the spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road.

Decades ago, an aspiring scholar once sang here, with a song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", a lonely piece across the Tang Dynasty. "Jiang Tian is free of fiber dust, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? Everyone in the world thinks it is beautiful, but Yu Lang thinks that these two sentences leak the great horror of life.

Yangzhou City is in the shape of a curved ruler, surrounded by deep moats, and a canal flowing from east to west passes through the city, and there are sparkling waves under the moonlight. The most eye-catching bridge on the river is called "Moon Wheel", and several beautifully carved pleasure boats are moored on both sides, and behind the pink curtain is a soft singing and soft frolic.

A three-entry house is built next to the river, even in such a solid house in Jixianli, such a magnificent house is also quite eye-catching.

It's just that although this house is big, there is no servant woman, and there are no lanterns hanging in the front and back courtyards, and there are no people, only the east wing has a lone lamp in front of it.

"Old man! I'm dying of hunger, give me a stutter. Yu Lang's weak voice leaked through the crack in the door.

The thin old man with silver hair set up a quaint pear wood short table alone, with a plate of boiled beans and rice, a plate of yellow beef, and two seasonal vegetables, drinking and eating leisurely, and did not seem to take the begging sound of pity across the door seriously.

The spring flowers in the courtyard are pretty, the green vines on the walls are also climbing very well, and the old man is drunk and hot, and he gradually has a bit of smoke.

When Yu Lang's voice was so hoarse that it was almost difficult to distinguish between male and female, the old man put down a pair of jade chopsticks and responded: "Call Ah Weng to come out to eat, what's so difficult?" ”

Xiao Yu Lang rolled his eyes, although he had not traveled for a long time, but with the knowledge of his previous life, he knew that Ah Weng was the meaning of his grandfather in the Tang Dynasty, and he refused to sell this obediently: "I said that I don't know you at all, why do you call you Ah Weng?" ”

The old man laughed lightly: "You suffered a serious illness a while ago and lost your mind, so it was easy to save you, and it is understandable that you can't remember some things for a while, but this Ah Weng must be called......

"Otherwise," the old man squinted pleasantly, "I would be very shameless." ”

At this moment, Yu Lang's heart was not as anxious as he appeared, but he was more happy than worried, and he was probably the most familiar one among the generations of traversers.

Suddenly came to such a legendary era, the body became young again, and the head contained a pattern and knowledge far beyond this era. The world is like a canvas to Yu Lang, and he holds more paint in his hand than anyone else.

What made Yu Lang even more overjoyed was the useless books he loved to read in his previous life, and now they are all worth a thousand gold. To be able to learn this local dialect in such a short time, firstly, because of the geographical advantages of his previous life, secondly, he had already studied "Guangyun" intensively, and he also dabbled in "Cut Rhyme".

The most important thing is that it is very likely that you will meet Ning Xue again here. Yu Lang has been lonely since he was a child in his previous life, and the only thing he can't let go of is his mysteriously missing girlfriend.

Yu Lang lowered his head and touched his shriveled stomach, still feeling that this "Ah Weng" must not be easily exported, not because of a small problem such as face, but because this weight cannot be discarded like this. He is new to this realm, and the resources in his hands are too small, even if it is just a title, he should not be so easily compromised.

Yu Lang rolled his eyes: "You can say it, as long as I say the word 'Ah Weng', you will let me go out to eat." ”

"Well, that's right. What I Yu Chaoran said, it was all an arrow off the string, and there was no reason to turn back. The old man slapped the table lightly, but he really had a bit of the spirit of a high-roller.

"It's the word Aweng, right?"

"Exactly, why are you so verbose after your baby is seriously ill."

"Hehe, why don't you hurry up and open the door and let the master come out to drink together, what's the point of drinking alone, I just said those two words." The Afterglow Thief responded.

While laughing dumbly, Old Man Yu was too lazy to talk to Yu Lang, and generously opened the lock, originally he just wanted to grind Yu Lang's temperament, and the point was up.

Yu Lang carefully looked at the old man outside the door, who was likely to be his grandfather. Old Man Yu had a thin face, did not wear the popular pretense on his head, but simply tied his hair, and his gorgeous robe was loosely covered on his body, which was quite a bit of the demeanor of a famous man of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

It seems that it is a rich life again, Yu Lang drooled and said obsessively, this body, plus such a big house, plus the jade wrench in the old man's hand, hehehe...... However, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the wrench was gradually turned into a decoration, and it was used to bend bows and arrows in the Tang Dynasty. The old man also looks like a martial artist, so it's not easy to snatch this family property......

Old Man Yu didn't think it was angry, and said with a smile: "I don't know I'm hungry again?" ”

Yu Lang, who had just woken up from a dream, screamed and pounced on the food, and after sitting down, he hurriedly raised his head and buried his head, eating Haisai all the time, shouting that it was delicious. The beans and rice are cooked thoroughly, the beef is fried very fresh, and the vegetables are refreshing and sweet, and Yu Lang is really about to burst into tears.

However, this table was originally just a snack for wine, and it didn't fill my stomach at all. After a few plates were eaten and licked clean, Yu Lang had no choice but to pick up the wine jar and drink bitterly, just to drink to his heart's content.

Seeing that a jar of wine was drunk like water by Yu Lang, Old Man Yu was stunned. This is not a turbid liquor that can be bought with a few Kaiyuan Tongbao on the market, but a Western Regions spirit that was transported back on the Silk Road. Even if it is an adult strong man, he has to lose half his life for such a drink, and Yu Lang, who has a thin body, is still not satisfied with the empty wine jar.

It's just a jar of undrinkable alcoholic beverages, the alcohol concentration is not enough to see at all, Yu Lang disdains it in his heart, he knows that the wine-making process in the Tang Dynasty is relatively backward, and what kind of alcohol can there be if you "have to drink three hundred cups" at every turn? Drink 300 cups in modern times, and the poet will have to become a poetic ghost.

Old Man Yu stared at Yu Lang's eyes, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his eyebrows and beard trembled: "You really can't remember anything from the past?" Isn't it me? ”

Yu Lang nodded innocently: "I only tease the girl and don't tease the old man, except for remembering that my name is Yu Lang, I don't know anything else." ”

Old Man Yu lowered his eyelids, shook his head and sighed: "Hey, retribution." ”

Yu Lang: "What kind of ghost retribution?" ”

Old Man Yu didn't say any more, Yu Lang was so interested that he didn't ask anymore, the two cleaned up the table, and went back to the room to rest with their hearts bored.

The comfortable bed quickly sent Yu Lang to sleep, in the dream, he was a purple-robed python with a very human minister, and spent a lot of money to be richer than the prince, but his bones were blown away by a demon wind and turned into quicksand. Yu Lang woke up frightened, his face covered with cold sweat. He put on his black leather boots and wanted to go for a walk in the courtyard and be defeated.

At this moment, the gate of the Yu Mansion was rudely slammed open, and a group of men with torches stood on both sides in an orderly manner. The first person was a square face student, dressed in a vegetarian dress, with a sad and angry expression.

Yu Lang looked at this formation and was slightly weak: "You break into the house at night, don't you ...... Aren't you afraid that I will report to the official? ”

The scholar laughed angrily: "Report to the official! Of course you have to report to the police! My sister-in-law has been your childhood sweetheart since she was a child, and you actually poisoned her on the day of your wedding! You say, should such a person be handed over to the government for questioning! ”

The little guys on both sides responded in unison: "Yes! ”

The square face scholar flicked the sleeves of his robe, and the two little servants carried up a female corpse in a red wedding dress. The woman was especially in the cardamom years, with a beautiful face, but at the moment her face was pale and she had no business.

Yu Lang was trembling again, he just came here and made such a big deal, he just got married without knowing it, and poisoned his wife. He could have handled it more calmly, but he had just woken up from a nightmare, his head was still a mess, and he was taken away first, and he was speechless for a while.

"Do you plead guilty?" The scholar took a step forward, and asked angrily.

A gust of night breeze pierced the hall, the bright red skirt of the female corpse was raised high, there was a sound of hunting, and there seemed to be a low cry in the depths of the night.

Yu Lang was inexplicably sad in his heart, and the ghost sent a voice to the gods: "Recognize!" ”