In the corner of the inn lobby, Cassia was drinking sake while peeking at a couple at another table.

Lychee has changed a lot, so big that after talking to Li Changan about the experience of the past few years, he can still take a sip of wine without care, and then wipe the side of his mouth with the back of his hand, and smile.

No matter how fierce the Yuezhou woman is, it's just that, but although she is not in her cardamom years, she is also in her youth.

Word by word came into Cassia's ears, Li Changan's eyes were a little uncomfortable, but Cassia didn't care much.

The misery in the world is even more cruel than this, he has seen it, and even experienced it himself, except for a sigh, superfluous emotions are just in vain.

Except for occasional personal participation, he has never changed the fate of someone or all beings in the world behind his back.

Because he gradually realized that the fate of all living beings, once there is an external force, it loses its original artistic conception.

Life and death are decided, and what he needs more is the middle part.

chatted until late at night, and Lychee said that she would get up early tomorrow, and the two were reluctant to part.

Before going to bed, Cassia Ming sent Li Changan another jar of wine, which was also the first time that Li Changan did not scold Li Qinghe.

At the same time, before leaving, he also said that this was the first time he felt that Li Qinghe, a bastard, was so unconscionable.

Cassia just smiled and shook his head to close the door for him.

The next day, Li Changan and Cassia went to the lychee stall for breakfast, and Li Changan asked her if she wanted to go to Li Qinghe.

"Look, why don't you look for it, he still owes me a word of non-promise. ”

Lychee was serving the porridge to the guests, and she didn't care, as if she was saying that she wanted to drink water when she was thirsty, but then she said:

"Then you have to know where he is, it's been three years, I've been inquiring with people passing by for three years, and no one knows about him. ”

Li Changan drank the porridge silently, without saying a word, Cassia nodded with a smile, and asked for another plate of pickles.

Li Changan originally thought that he would go to Li Qinghe after thanking the great master Luo Xinghe, but for some reason, he dispelled this idea again.

While living in the county town to take care of Lychee's business, he asked Cassia for advice on how to converge the qi in the Nine Rank Realm, trying to touch the threshold of the Blind Pivot Realm.

Time in a blink of an eye to autumn, the breath of harvest fills the entire Jiangnan, the court border war is lost, and the domestic tax is increased by one percent, which basically has no impact here.

Unless Chang'an City is broken, the end dynasty will destroy the country.

On the afternoon of this day, the cool autumn wind blew the fallen leaves, Li Changan helped the lychees carry flour at the dock, and Cassia sat alone at the city gate, carefully observing the faces of the people coming and going.

There is sorrow, joy, the aftermath of the catastrophe, there is full of stability, and the faces of all living beings are in the bottom of the eye.

Suddenly, Cassia was stunned for a moment with his hand holding the teacup, looked at the woman who walked into the city not far away, shook his head and said to himself: "The imperial court is really the imperial court, playing chess with the heritage of a country, and playing a good abacus after breaking it with one hand." ”

The moment Songzhi'er stepped into Jiangnan City, tears unconsciously swirled, bluestone pavement, misty water town, I haven't had such a reassuring feeling for a long time.

Since the death of the woman in white, Songzhi'er left the foot of Qingcheng Mountain and wandered all over the world, it is difficult to imagine how such a woman, who is diametrically opposed to Lizhi's temperament, has walked this way.

There are also osmanthus trees in the south of the Yangtze River, and the fragrance is scattered in autumn, but the pine branches still feel that the osmanthus on the tree that grew up with them is the sweetest.

Li Changan put down the last packet of flour, wiped his sweat, drank a bowl of lychee soup, and looked at the shop next door that was being cleaned quite interestingly.

"It's a new girl, younger than you and me, I heard that I ordered the shop next door and wanted to sell some osmanthus cakes. Lychee wiped her mouth and explained.

"Actually, you can also shift the focus from the morning and make some soup, so that the two of you can work together, and this summer soup tastes good. ”

Cassia Ming, who had just arrived behind him, picked up a bowl of summer soup and drank it all.

"Good idea, Brother Ira, where did you go today?"

Cassia smiled mysteriously and patted the long knife on his waist: "Watch people play chess." ”

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Autumn is the time when osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, which is the most suitable for making osmanthus cakes, and Songzhi'er's small shop became popular from the beginning.

Because it is different from other pastries, her osmanthus cake tastes good and the price is cheap, and many dock movers like to eat two pieces during the break, and then buy a bowl of soup from the lychee stall.

After going back and forth, the two girls became familiar with each other, and Li Changan and Cassia often chatted with the two.

It's just that Cassia has always had very few words, and he is no longer full of customs and strange things in various places like he used to play Qingxuan Daoist, but most of them sit quietly and listen quietly.

In autumn, the sky is crisp and crisp, the dusk is breezy and the sun is shining all over the ground, and the market is bustling outside the courtyard.

Four cups of tea, four rattan chairs, and four young people who were bored with stalls, the beauty of this time was imprinted in everyone's hearts, even Cassia had not felt this way for a long time.

Time flies quickly, in the blink of an eye, late autumn and early winter, the osmanthus season has passed, and Song Zhier began to try other pastries.

Most of these crafts were taught to her by the woman in white and Granny Wang, and she has not forgotten it after so many years of traveling.

It's just that these two days are a bit unbearable, and I have to be busy until late every day to prepare the next day's materials.

"Whew...... It's cold, and a bowl of fish soup is really delicious. Cassia exhaled white vapor from his mouth and sighed.

"Brother Ira, I can already be restrained in my qi, why haven't I seen the threshold of the Blind Pivot Realm yet?"

"You ask me? I'm still a ninth grade, and I know I've long been in the blind hub. ”

In the face of Cassia's complaint, Li Changan smiled helplessly, and at this time there were few guests, so he beckoned Lychee to sit over and watch the pine branch next door make a fool of himself.

A richly dressed young man was standing in front of the stall, and he dropped his money bag in a grand manner, threatening that he had all the pastries for today.

The attendant on the side reminded with a bitter face: "Young master, I can't finish eating in the house, you can buy ...... again."

"Shut up! If you can't finish eating, won't you send it to your aunts? Have they ever eaten it?"

The attendant couldn't speak, so he had to put away all the pastries on the stall.

Matsueda's angry eyes were on fire, but the three Cassia on the side were snickering.

This young man's name is Xie Zhi, and he is the eldest son of the Xie family in Jiangnan, so he was really born with a golden spoon.

His father is the head of the Xie family of this generation, and he is quite famous in the Wanzhou generation, but in order to manage the family business, he gave up the opportunity to become an official in the court, and he also loves this son very much.

Xie Zhilai has been pestering Song Zhi'er for not a day or two, and a discerning person will know why at a glance.

The way the children of rich families express their hearts is always so rude, and the wealth is not much worse than that of Li Changan, who was indulgent back then.

Do you know that you have finished buying today, how long will I have to be busy in the evening to prepare tomorrow's goods?"

"Uh...... This ......"

Xie Zhi was speechless for a while, snorted, and left here with his attendants and pastries.

Looking at the back of Xie Zhi leaving, Song Zhi'er glanced at the three Cassia next to him, ran to the shop with his back against the wall, and laughed out loud.

I thought to myself that there could be someone more humble than my brother in this world, but I don't know how my brother has been doing in the past few years.

It's just that I heard that the uncle, who only had one side, brewed a fine wine in Chang'an City that His Majesty the Emperor praised and became a celebrity in the palace.

I also heard that there was a young master named Liu Song in the rivers and lakes, and she knew that it was the senior brother, who finally realized his wish and learned martial arts.

After that, Xie Zhi still came every day, but he didn't wrap all the pastries anymore.

Song Zhi'er also slowly discovered that in addition to being a little jumpy, this person is actually not so annoying.

But when he was helping himself steam the cake, the rich boy entered the kitchen, and the three cages of cake turned into two cages, which made people cry and laugh.

In the blink of an eye, the end of the year is approaching, Li Changan is busy with Zhang Luo's wine and food, and wants to have a good gathering of several people in the New Year.

Xie Zhi slowly became familiar with Cassia Ming, and he was very envious of these two masters since he was a scholar.

It's just that Cassia kept silent about learning martial arts, and Li Changan just kept teaching him how to chase down Song Zhi'er.

Seeing the three of them gathered in a pile and playing haha, Lychee smiled heartily, and Songzhi'er, who was washing vegetables on the side, also became shy.

Only then did she understand what the master meant when he saw his uncle's eyes.

Like.

Jiangnan City suddenly became lively again, Wanzhou Assassin Shi has come back to Beijing to report on his work, although nothing happened in the past three years, but His Majesty still did not leave him in Chang'an City for the New Year.

At night, when the noise in the street was half blocked by the courtyard wall, the main entrance of the hall was wide open, and five young people sat at the table, and when they looked up, they could see the fireworks in the sky.

Cassia was a few years old, wrapped red paper for the other four people, and Song Zhi'er also took out the osmanthus wine that had been treasured for a long time and poured a glass for a few people.

This was picked from the osmanthus tree in the courtyard before she left, and after brewing, it was still the same as the woman in white, extremely bitter.

So I had to mix it with other liquor in advance, and the wine was fragrant, Li Changan frowned, feeling that this taste seemed to have been tasted somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

It snowed heavily outside the door, perhaps in line with the defeat of the border war, this year's Jiangnan was exceptionally cold, but it still couldn't stop the 28 beauties on the street from meeting with the young man.

Several people were drinking and eating, and the sound of firecrackers outside was a joy for a while.

At this moment, a voice came into the ears of Cassia and Li Changan, followed by the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air.

Cassia lowered his head and drank, not moving the slightest, Li Changan slapped the table with one hand, and a gas machine rushed out of the door.

The blade of the sword pointed directly at Song Zhi'er, and Xie Zhi did not hesitate to block the front.

Bite!

With a soft sound, Li Changan turned around and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him who was dressed in a black robe and covered in wind and snow.

Just as he was about to ask, the figure lifted its hood, revealing a young, cold face.

"Senior sister, don't come unharmed. ”

"Pinecone...... Senior brother!"

Song Zhi'er's voice made Xie Zhi and Lychee unclear, but Li Changan raised his eyebrows.

Isn't that the nickname used by Liu Song? This is the leader of today's young generation, Liu Song of the East China Sea Sword Pavilion who has entered the Nine Grades in three years?

A vigorous and uncertain emotion overflowed from his eyes, and Cassia patted him on the shoulder, signaling a little eyesight, obviously this was not the time for a fight.

"Senior sister, now I can see someone who is willing to give up his life to protect you, senior brother is relieved. Songguo nodded.

"Senior Brother......

Songguo'er waved her hand: "Passing by here today, I tasted the pastry, I knew that it was your craft, and the meal was free, and the senior brother still had something to do, so I would come back another day to catch up." ”

Matsueda wanted to say something, but the moment he took the step, he felt that his senior brother had changed, and he had become different from before.

Li Changan sat quietly on the side, suppressing the urge to try his hand with Songguoer.

"By the way, Senior Brother hasn't touched wine for so many years, a few days ago, I brewed a pot according to Master's method, come and taste it?"

"Good!"

Matsue took out the bitter liquor that she had brewed and had not blended, and swapped it with the flask around Pine Cone's waist.

During this period, everyone also tasted it, and it was all the same bitterness, but Li Changan was startled, and suddenly remembered something, but he didn't say anything for the time being.

"You won, junior sister. ”

Songguo'er shook her head and walked out of the door, and left here in a flash, and everyone in the house looked confused, not knowing what it meant to come and go in a hurry.

Only Xie Zhi on the side pursed his lips, feeling that Song Zhi'er's wine was not bad, and it was not as bitter as he said.

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Xie Fu, as one of the Jiangnan families, the old lady of the Xie family is still serving as a Taishi in Chang'an City, and it is precisely because of Taishi Xie, the rebellious champion, that Lu Ze was able to save his life.

In the lobby of the Xie family, the family gathered together and prepared to finish the meal and keep the New Year as usual.

The eldest lady on the side, now the head mother of the Xie family, Xie Zhi's mother had a sad face and said something to Xie Zhi's father.

"If you don't come back, don't come back, he will still turn around if this family is gone!" Xie Zhi's father said fiercely, "A poor girl from other places is also worthy of him daring to fall out with his family, since he likes it, then go as his ordinary people!"

The anger of the family made others dare not dissuade them, and the eldest lady felt sorry for the child after all, but the female generation could not move this man.

At this time, Xie Zhi's second uncle on the side, the current second master of the Xie family, opened his mouth: "Big brother, Zhi'er is not sensible, just teach him a lesson, and the Xie family will be handed over to him in the future." ”

"Give it to him? Just like this, if you can't do anything, how can you hand it over to him!"

"Big Brother ......"

"Since you don't give it to him, you can still hand it over to me, you don't have only one son, in order, I am the eldest son of the Xie family......"

A cold voice came into the lobby, and everyone was startled, and they saw a figure holding a long sword standing outside the door.

Song Zhi'er and Song Guo'er were both picked up by the woman in white from the pile of dead people back then, and Song Zhi'er also knew that her senior brother was from a wealthy family in Jiangnan, but she never thought that she would be from Xie Mansion.

"You are?"

The head of the house frowned, staring at the pine cones that suddenly appeared, until he walked into the lobby step by step, and then suddenly woke up.

"You!Are you still alive?!"

The housewife on the side was stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears, recalling the unbearable past.

And the second master of the Xie family was even more stunned and speechless for a long time, and his eyes were a little ruddy.

"What do you want to do?" exclaimed the head of the house.

But Songguo'er immediately slashed down with a sword, without the slightest hesitation, the head of the family subconsciously pulled out the long sword next to him to block, and returned the sword with a sword.

The blade of the sword entered the body, and the gurgling blood flowed down the shoulder, and Songguoer deliberately did not block it, and forcibly blocked the sword with flesh and blood.

"Master...... "The housewife cried and pounced, clutching the arm of the head of the house.

"I have received this sword, and I have repaid the grace of your body. Songguo said through gritted teeth.

"Rebel!"

The head of the family drew back the long sword, pushed away the master's mother, and was about to slash down with a sword, but was stopped by the second master.

"Big brother, since he's back, what can't he say?"

The head of the family looked at his second brother with red eyes, after so many years, he really thought that he didn't know?

"Get out of here!"

"Big brother!" The second master leaned sideways in front of Songguo'er, "Big brother, if you go down with this sword, your family will be scattered!"

"Is it your home, or is it mine?" the head of the family sweat slid down his forehead, looking at the scene in front of him, years of qi cultivation efforts were left behind.

A sword fell, and Songguoer pushed the second master away, and received another sword with the other shoulder.

"This sword has repaid your kindness to me in raising my childhood......"

There was only coldness in Songguo'er's eyes, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she broke the long sword on her shoulder with her hand little by little.

That night, the Xie family was bleeding, and the weak shouts were muffled by the sound of firecrackers on the streets.

Tick!

Viscous blood dripped down the tip of the sword, and Songguo'er was covered in blood, and walked out of the lobby step by step, and came to the courtyard, beside the second master who had just been kicked away by him.

Squatting down and patting the second master's shoulder, Songguo'er smiled and asked, "Why?"

The second master's beard was stained with blood, and he kept shaking his head bitterly: "You were born wrong, only when you die, this family can survive." ”

"Just because I am the result of the second master of the Xie family and the master's mother? For the sake of face, you are willing to drag a child of a few years old out of the city? If it weren't for the servant's remorse and death, maybe you would have been able to do something that didn't happen?"

Songguo'er suddenly laughed and sat beside the second master without care.

"You wealthy families are like this, for the continuation of the family, for the sake of face, for the so-called foundation, do everything, and the life locked by this world is really so good?"

"This is not a family of three, the Xie family's century-old lintel, you don't understand ......"

"yes, I don't understand. Songguo'er handed over the long sword, "I will accept your sword again, which is considered to be the return of my biological father's favor." ”

The second master vomited blood at the corner of his mouth, and grinned: "No, no father will kill his son." ”

Songguoer shook her head and got up, and walked towards the door: "Look, this is your excuse for deceiving yourself. ”

In the courtyard, the red lanterns reflected the blood all over the ground, and the second master was lying on the ground alone, his heart was like a dye vat.

Songguoer didn't kill the servant indiscriminately, and after he left, a servant ran out with gritted teeth and helped the second master up.

"Second master, the eldest lady is no longer good, she wants to see you again......"

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On the first day of the new year, there was another big event in Jiangnan, the Xie family in Jiangnan, with thirty-two direct bloodlines, except for the second master and the eldest son Xie Zhi, who died overnight.

The murderer did not hide his identity, Donghai Sword Pavilion, Liu Song.

Wanzhou Thorn Shi became an ant on a hot pot, and sent to Chang'an City in a row of seventeen songs.

And Xie Zhi, who was kicked out of the house, was like ashes, and he was in a state of confusion all day long.

Li Changan scolded and wanted to go to Songguo'er for revenge, but Songzhi'er couldn't believe that it would be true.

A few days later, Xie Zhi also died, but to Song Zhi'er's surprise, his death was exactly the same as Liu Yuchuan and the woman in white.

Lychee and Li Changan were accompanying Songzhi'er in the house, Cassia was lying on a rattan chair in the courtyard alone, and drank a sip of Songzhi'er's wine, which was not blended, and it was really fragrant.

"Liu Yuchuan likes the woman in white, the woman in white likes the big shopkeeper in Chang'an City, and Xie Zhi likes Song Zhi'er. ”

Cassia shook his head: "If the osmanthus tree transformed by the Great Witch of the Green Mansion and the Lord of the Witch Hall wants to make good wine, the life of the person who loves the winemaker deeply is the last taste...... Pity. ”

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Chang'an City, Wudian

The emperor calmly listened to the report of the commander of the martial palace, and almost laughed.

"After waiting for so long, I didn't expect that it was this way that the chess pieces became the first to become the momentum. ”

"Someone!"

"Your Majesty!" the commander bowed his hand.

"Bingfa Yunzhou, East China Sea Sword Pavilion, you go in person!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The commander of the martial hall changed the eyes under the mask, and led the order out of the hall.

After a while, a man in black walked in, and the emperor nodded and commanded softly:

"Ordered the border passes, and lost two more cities. ”