Although the south city of Wanling is small but not small, the south city is built according to the south of Wanxi, millions of households, the richest boundary of the Jiangcheng capital, the so-called difference with the north city is the magnificent building, the lanes are full of warblers singing and dancing at night, the lights are bright, you can see the jade plate and the delicacies of the children of the upper family everywhere to throw the reward gold and silver.

The spacious alleys are enough to be ten feet apart, allowing a carriage to cross through, and the streets of Nancheng are mostly of excellent quality green mountains and stones chiseled from Qingfeng Mountain in Jiangcheng. Under the hot sun, you don't feel a trace of burning on the slate, and as for the cloudy wind and rainy days, you won't feel wet and slippery when you walk on it.

When Jiangcheng comes in June of the next year, the city government of Nancheng will gather some Jiangcheng quarrymen to go into the mountain to beat the green mountain stone and transport it to Nancheng, and re-pave the bluestone slabs on those broken streets.

In the towering pavilion, light smoke floated by, and a small cyan Jiangcheng bird stopped on the top of the eaves and hissed softly. Crisp and long.

His arms were placed on the cyan stone wall, and his curved small body was leaning on it, panting, looking towards the intersection of the street from time to time, the beads of sweat on his forehead dripping on his eyes, and his vision was a little cloudy.

After resting for a while, seeing that Nangong Kui did not catch up with Qianying, he wiped the sweat flowing in his pupils with his sleeves, panting heavily under the violent beating of his heartbeat, and looked around with his eyes looking around, and saw a ragged old man sleeping on all fours on the ground in the corner of the wall on his left hand.

The old man saw the young man running from a distance, stopped beside him, leaned against the wall, gasped, stretched his waist and said to the lazy Hatche of the heavens: "Young man, you won't beg a beggar for a place to sleep, although there is a lot of open space here, but only here is a little shade, so there is no shortage of place for you to stand on the corner." ”

Qin Changjie didn't look back after hearing the voice, but waved his hand to the back and said, "Brother, thank you, just borrowing your mansion to rest for a while." ”

The old man in ragged buildings saw that the young man modestly compared this place to your mansion, sneered, lifted half of his body lying on the cool ground, and said: "Young man, this is not your mansion, it is an old bed. ”

Qin Changjie, who spit out a breath of turbidity, paused to breathe, and the ragged old man behind Qin Changjie lay half of his body on the ground again, and said loudly: "Yes is nothing, no is nothing, even if there is, it is regarded as nothing, this hot day is my bedding, and lying here is my bed." Since the young man has entered my house, he has an existence, and he must be entertained. ”

I wanted to just be polite, but what he didn't expect was that the old man behind him would be the owner of your mansion that didn't exist, and the hospitality of a good person was so vividly interpreted by the people behind him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he didn't bother to cooperate with this person to act absurd and ridiculous words.

The ragged old man nodded slightly and said: "Since you have entered my house, although your family is poor and poor, the only piece of land has been divided among you. ”

Qin Changjie sneered disdainfully: "One or two dollars! Why don't you old man rob it!"

The old man in ragged clothes laughed and said: "If you are too lazy to go, lying on the ground and sleeping is how comfortable it is to have money, why take two extra steps." ”

"You old man don't even bother to make up excuses, it's very interesting, even if you go to the street to grab it, I'm afraid you won't be able to grab a penny, give!" Qin Changjie gradually stabilized his breath, and seeing that the old man behind him was so funny, he took out a piece of silver from his waist and threw it at the old man in ragged clothes.

The sloppy old man smiled and said, "Young man, since I am charging you one or two coins, it will be one or two or two coins, and the excess silver will be returned to you in good condition in the future." ”

"No need, don't cheat on drinking in Jiangcheng, I remember it very clearly at the time, these broken silver are enough for you to drink. ”

When the sloppy old man put the broken silver thrown by Qin Changjie into his arms, he raised his head and saw that the figure on the young man's back had already left with broken steps, waved his palm at him and said, the sloppy old man smiled bitterly, lazily lay down on the shady ground, looked at the blue sky, closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

At this moment, the blue bird that stayed on the eaves of the pavilion flapped its wings from the air and landed beside the sloppy old man, blinking its smart eyes, staying for a while, and then holding something in its mouth, flapping its wings and moving away.

"The blue bird wants to fall into the nest, and the young man regrets that it is good to knees. ”

The sloppy old man opened his eyes slightly and whispered, lying on the ground on his side, with the movement of the sun, the shade on the ground gradually shortened, patted the dust on his body, picked up the wine jug next to him and left, looking for a cool and ventilated place elsewhere, and sighed: "Doomed to a catastrophe, I don't know if I will wake up after this catastrophe!"

He raised his head and drank the wine in the jug in his hand, but after taking a sip of it, he did not see a drop of his lips, shook the jug, closed one eye and put the gaze in his pupil into the very small spout, and a darkness emerged, and he walked leisurely towards the front, only to see that he was tripped and fell to the ground by a pothole.

"What a broken bluestone slab, such a big hole, no one has seen it, so hard to pave those roads that are still brand new again, not necessarily to get this pothole!"

The dust on his face fluttered, looking at the hole that tripped him, helplessly touching his aching buttocks, sighing with a complaining gaze, leaning against the wall next to him and gradually supporting his body, licking his lips and putting the wine jug on his waist.

Leaving the ragged old man who asked for the silver tattoo, Qin Changjie walked leisurely on the winding streets, looking left and right and never seeing Nangong Kui's figure, he just let go of his vigilant gaze and began to look around leisurely on the street stalls.

When he hid in the deep alley, he jumped softly on the roof, stood in the best place of sight with his sword in his hand, and a pair of watery pupils looked down at the flowery intersection below him with a sharp light. The pedestrians walking on the road couldn't escape even the slightest crack in her eyes.

"Alas! No matter if you just come or want to leave, the white pear in the south city is sour into tears, and the sugar gourd in the north city makes you regret it! Alas! Sugar gourd!

A shout in the crowd attracted the attention of Qin Changjie, who was engaged in the gadgets on the stall. As the shouting inscription in his ears gradually became clear, he saw the vendor holding the back of the sugar gourd, and hurriedly followed, took out a sugar gourd, threw a copper plate into the vendor's cloth bag, and turned to leave.

"Hey, my sugar gourd is worth three cents! And your penny is not even enough to make sugar water!" The vendor who was walking on the bluestone slab and shouting, heard a copper plate in the cloth bag fall into it, picked up a copper plate from the cloth bag, frowned, turned around, and shouted towards Qin Changjie, who took the sugar gourd and left.

"Halva gourd, when did you change the inscription, if it weren't for your kid's voice, wouldn't I be used to it?" Qin Changjie stuffed a sugar gourd into his mouth, gritted his teeth and said clearly.

"Brother Changjie, why did you come to Nancheng!" Su Tang said with a look of surprise when he saw Changjie who turned around.

"It's hard to say, why don't you sell your sugar gourd in the north city, how did you come to the south city to do business. Qin Changjie walked beside Su Tang with a sugar gourd, patted his arm on Su Tang's shoulder and asked.

"It's hard to put into words, my dad found a shop in Beicheng to start a teahouse business, and he was reluctant to pass down the craftsmanship passed down from his ancestors, so he asked me to go to Nancheng to sell sugar gourds, and after a long time, I felt that Nancheng liked sugar gourds more than people in Beicheng. Su Tang looked up at Qin Changjie and said, gently patting the cloth bag hanging on his shoulder with his hand.

"I think your pockets are bulging, so you don't make less money!"

"Hmm. Su Tang said with the most rustic smile.

Jiangcheng is conceived by Wanxi and is divided into the south city and the north city. The northern city is a miscellaneous hundred schools of thought, which is more important than the spirit, while the southern city is supplemented by the martial arts and the merchants, which lies in the material. Naturally, the main family and the foreign family coexist, but Jiangcheng has never been divided into high and low, and it is respected for the contributions of people born in Jiangcheng to Jiangcheng.

The north city is fast, and the south city is the opposite, but most of the people in the south city are in charge of the people from the north city, and these people with high prestige are all from the picturesque Jiangcheng and all the most admired place in Jiangcheng is the Qingmei Third Courtyard of Gong Xie, as for how to build such a scale of Jiangcheng with order and sincere obedience, I don't know when to start.

"Haven't told me yet, when did you change the inscription?" Qin Changjie only had a long bamboo stick left in the rock sugar gourd in his hand, and when he saw that Su Tang Su Tang wanted to pull out one behind him, he pulled down the palm that Su Tang raised and said curiously.

"This inscription was changed to this by Aunt Cai Rong, oh, by the way, my father's tea shop was rented by Aunt Cai Rong for my mother's painstaking efforts. ”

On the street, Qin Changjie hit Su Tang's shoulder, and Su Tang walked with a wooden stick with a sugar gourd on his right shoulder, while Nangong Kui, who was standing on the roof, saw Su Tang below. Just glanced at it, and then turned into a long rainbow on the eaves and landed on the roof elsewhere.

"The relationship between the master and your mother is very good, and when the time comes, I will have time to go to your father's place to drink tea, although the changed inscription is not as domineering as we thought before, but the master and her thoughts are naturally good. Qin Changjie sighed helplessly.

"Brother Changjie, Aunt Cai Rong is not only good to my mother, but also to the aunts in the alley, my mother said that the Yang family in Jiangcheng has the virtue of regeneration for the Su family, although there is no way to repay, but as long as the Su family has insignificant ability, no matter what, they must stand on the side of the Yang family. Su Tang said the words in his heart to Qin Changjie seriously.

"Let's go, Brother Changjie, I'll invite you to have a drink today. ”

"Halva, it's okay to eat wine, but now...," she muttered as she took Su Tang to the corner and whispered in his ear.

......

As it moved westward, a huge puffy cloud hid the scorching sun in the depths, and a cool wind blew. Walking through the crowd, a teenager shouted into the air holding a stick with scattered bamboo sticks on his shoulder.

"Alas! No matter if you just come or want to leave, the white pear in the south city is sour into tears, and the sugar gourd in the north city makes you regret it! Alas! Sugar gourd!

The stick that landed on the shoulder with a sugar gourd trembled slightly with Qin Changjie's shouting. After changing into Su Tang's clothes, he walked leisurely among the crowd on the bluestone slab, shouting a few times in his voice, and unconsciously walked under a stone bridge, and saw Yang Ling swaying back and forth under a towering peach blossom.

Put down the stick in his hand and sit on the edge of the big stone, looking up at the peach blossoms on his head, the fine fragments of light through the gaps between the petals, sprinkled down, and subconsciously squinted his eyes.

Yang Ling looked left and right to make sure that there were no city guards patrolling the city at the surrounding intersections, and the source qi in his body was faintly surging, revealing a light blue aura from his clothes, and between his snorts, he jumped lightly, and a few peach blossom petals scattered from the branches of the trees like dragonflies in the sky.

Yang Ling's light blue clothes rippled in the wind, the subtle ripples swayed and spread around, his toes were on a piece of tender green grass, and he held a peach blossom branch that was broken by him from the peach blossom tree, the peach blossom branch trembled slightly, and a touch of red rich floral fragrance spread along with a few petals, Yang Ling rubbed the tip of his nose on the peach blossom on the branch, and deeply sank into the fragrant and charming fragrance.

The corners of his mouth were pursed, and a faint smile was carved on his face blinking with obsessive gaze.

As soon as the orchid finger on the slender finger came out, a wave of fine lines shook the peach blossoms, and a few peach blossoms fell at the feet, leaving only a single unbloomed peach blossom bud on the peach blossom branch, and the clear source qi flowing between the palms gradually spread in the peach blossom bud.

The only remaining peach blossom bud on that branch was awakened by Yang Ling's clear source qi, and as time passed, the source qi glowing with light blue light on Yang Ling's palm gradually began to thin out, and it was clearly visible to the naked eye, and the source qi in Yang Ling's body was frantically absorbed by that bud.

The faint mist between the foreheads gradually turned into a drop the size of a white jade pearl, and the originally ruddy face became more and more white like a pear blossom with the loss of source qi in the body, and under the slender eyelashes on both sides of Yang Ling, his eyes were filled with streamers.

It was like a young bud that had fallen into a deep sleep, and after Yang Ling forcibly poured the bud with the source qi in his body to wake up, he absorbed the rich aura and gradually opened the thin petals, revealing the light blue petals.

It is difficult for Jiangcheng to have a blue peach blossom in the thousand leaves of the peach blossom, when it exists, there will be a lifetime of marriage in front of the peach blossom tree, Jiangcheng has ten steps to see a peach blossom, to see a marriage like a flower flying and like a flower falling. At this time, when the bud was in full bloom, it shocked Yang Ling, who was holding the branch, and accidentally caught a glimpse, which made him find a flower with a faint trace of blue silk lines.

"Breaking a peach blossom in such a sneaky day, I'm afraid only you Yang will quit!"

Yang Ling, who was sniffing the peach blossoms, trembled in his heart, frowned, and almost shook the peach blossom branch in his hand to the ground, his eyes probed to the sound, a simple washed white shirt, messy green silk blowing in the wind, and a three-foot-long stick in his dirty hand.

Jiangcheng expressly forbade breaking peach blossoms, and no matter any child broke the flower branches, he would be fined 500 yuan in silver. Born in Jiangcheng, which is full of peach blossoms, it is an unspeakable belief in a few peach blossoms, and it is an insult to break the peach blossoms in the looming.

Although five hundred yuan is insignificant, for Yang Ling, who has empty sleeves, it is nothing more than taking advantage of the absence of the people patrolling the city in Jiangcheng, breaking off a peach blossom and leaving in ashes.

But these are just the prohibitions set by the ancestors of Jiangcheng, and there is a hint of a river of blood behind it, when the blue peach blossoms appear in Jiangcheng, it is the year of the ancient Yuan Dynasty, how many white bones are buried under the deep yellow sand, and with the passage of time, they will continue to form a marriage.

"Long Street, you can't say hello before you speak, you scared me to death behind my back, and I didn't even notice a trace of breath. Yang Ling said in shock.

"It's not that there is no trace of breath, but you pay attention to the peach blossom. The peach blossoms in the picture are much better than this, why are you sneaky about the peach blossoms in the southern city. ”

The long bamboo stick on his mouth was constantly provoked by Qin Changjie, and he glanced at him, looking for Yang Ling everywhere, but saw him standing leisurely under the peach blossom tree folding the peach blossoms, forgetting him Qin Changjie behind him, and looking at Yang Yanci who turned to look at the peach blossoms in his hand with contempt.

Yang who was frightened gradually resigned and stared at the peach blossom in his hand with anxious and excited eyes, caring for the fear that the peach blossom would fall to the ground, sitting beside Qin Changjie, anxiously looking around.

"Hey, Yang gradually quit, is your kid a tendon by mistake, what are you doing with an old woman of the Qi family guarding the calf and holding the branches?" Looking at Yang Ling, who was sitting beside him, his eyes were firmly fixed on the pedestrians coming and going, holding the peach blossom in his hand to prevent Qin Changjie from seeing a trace of Tao.

"Shhhhhhhh

"Nangong Kui's crazy woman is not here, why are you so cowardly as to be so funny!" Qin Changjie said with a frown.

I don't know how long it has been, but the peach blossoms on my head can't block the scorching sunlight that is falling.

Qin Changjie, who was helpless, looked at Yang Ling, always glanced at the peach blossom in his hand, and then looked into the distance for a long time.

The beads of sweat on his forehead soaked the clothes behind him, and he didn't see a cool wind blowing, and the sugar stuck to the sugar gourd around him gradually began to melt, and the people walking on the stone bridge came in waves after waves, and suddenly a familiar voice came from the bridge.

"Brother Changjie, I'm sorry to let you wait for me for so long, hey, why is Brother Ling here!" The weak Su Tang ran out of breath from the bridge to Qin Changjie.

"It's okay!" Qin Changjie looked up at Su Tang and waved his hand.

Su Tang, who was thin and had a young face, after putting on Qin Changjie's clothes, although he looked a little wide, he had a delicate air in his bones that he had never seen before. The deep lilac eyes have a charming color, and when you purse your mouth, the black mole at the corner of your mouth is slightly pretty.

When Su Tang appeared, he was startled with a pair of bitter eyes, suddenly, like a flash of light, a burst of divine breath appeared, but when Yang Ling saw that it was Su Tang, he fell in an instant, as if he had fallen into a cold ice cellar, full of disappointed sighs.

But the peach blossom in Yang Ling's hand appeared at the moment when Su Tang appeared, and immediately like a white horse passing through a gap, a trace of extremely dim light appeared, and it disappeared like a grain of sand falling into a river without any fluctuations.

"Give!

Su Tang handed the wine in his hand to Qin Changjie, and threw a pot of wine to Yang Ling, Qin Changjie saw Su Tang hand over a pot of wine and suddenly poured it into his mouth, and a refreshing sound sounded from Qin Changjie after pouring the wine, and hurriedly wiped away the residual wine that remained on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

"It's a little spicy, but it's a little spicy, but it's just right to quench your thirst! He looked at the empty flask in his hand and said.

The stone bridge where a few people are located is the place where Qin Changjie often plays and gathers, and now he is embarrassed to hide Nangong Kui from being exposed to the sun, when the thirsty and anxious Qin Changjie finished drinking, he lay on the ground with a comfortable face, listening to the gentle sound of the Jiangcheng moat behind him.

After crossing this bridge, you can see the Xie Gong Pavilion, the tallest in Jiangcheng, after walking about 100 miles, and overlook it from the pavilion, you can see the Jiangcheng City Mansion in a patchwork manner.

Panting, Su Tang replied, "It's in the South City Tavern less than a few steps away from Beicheng. ”

Qin Changjie lifted his body and smiled at Su Tang: "The tea in Beicheng, the wine in Nancheng, the noodles in Nancheng, and the Nian in Beicheng, tell you that there is a Yunlai restaurant in Nancheng that has made these the most unforgettable tastes." ”

Following the words that came out of Qin Changjie's mouth, Su Tang listened with clear eyes and thought of a taste that he had never tasted, the corners of his mouth twitched faintly, and his anxious heart gradually evened out.

"Hearing Brother Changjie so obsessed, it must take a lot of broken silver to taste it!" Su Tang asked.

"Little halva, twenty sugar gourds of the Su family are enough! If you want a lot of broken silver, can you kid move it?"

"Twenty sugar gourds, one is a penny in the north city, if it is three pennies in the south city, then..."

Su Tang raised his head and looked at the peach blossoms that covered the sky, muttering softly in his mouth, counting his slightly dirty fingers, making Qin Changjie, who was looking at him, sneer, and handed the sugar gourd stick beside him to the Yunlai Restaurant that Shen was counting how much broken silver it would take to eat what Qin Changjie said.

"Su Tang, if you continue to count here until dark like this, I'm afraid that Su Bo will worry about asking your mother to come and look for you back. Qin Changjie deliberately interrupted Su Tang, who was constantly muttering in his heart.

And Yang Ling, who had been looking at the peach blossoms in his hand for a long time, glanced at Qin Changjie and said to Su Tang: "Su Tang, is the peach blossom marriage that Su Bo often told us after drinking wine true?"

Thinking of what Su Tang's father often talked about in their ears after drinking again, I thought that seeing the blue peach blossom would be able to emerge from the figure of the woman of my life, but I stared at the peach blossom in my hand for a long time, and I didn't see any movement, and my heart gradually became lost.

Suddenly asked by Yang Ling, Su Tang looked at Yang Ling who was full of anticipation with a confused face, and after hearing Yang Ling's words, he snatched the peach blossom in Yang Ling's hand, and a fragrant and rich fragrance hit his nose.

"You believe the words of this coaxing child, haha. ”

Qin Changjie snatched the peach blossom branch in his hand, and the hot crimson aroused by a burst of laughter appeared on his angular face, and suddenly took the sugar gourd wrapped in paper next to Qin Changjie in his hand.

Seeing that the sugar gourd carefully wrapped in paper was taken away by Yang Ling, he immediately revealed his white teeth, "Yang Ling, give me back my sugar gourd!"

A group of iron horsemen sat on sturdy and tall horses and gradually came into the distance, the flags swaying in the wind were particularly conspicuous, and the pedestrians walking in the street stopped and looked at the momentum that exuded threat.

In the pair of iron horses, a young man in a blue shirt pulled the reins of the horse and gradually walked in front of the three of Qin Changjie, "Changjie, gradually resign, Mr. asked you two to follow me and go to the Qingmei Third Courtyard to pick up Lin Xiaoxiao of the Lin family." ”

After speaking, the young man was still indifferent, full of delicate breath, and looked at Qin Changjie and Yang Ling with faint moonlight-like pupils.

Qin Changjie and Yang Ling were at a loss.

"Brother Bei Yu, when did you go back to Jiangcheng? When Su Tang saw the young man appear on a horse, he looked at the young man with clear eyes and asked.

"Hehe, Su Tang, how is the business in Nancheng? Bei Yu hasn't seen you for many days, it's a little taller, I don't know if Su Bo and your mother are good. The immediate Gusu Beiyu stepped lightly on the wind and fell to the ground, his clothes were spotless, he smiled, and reached out to touch Su Tang's hair.

At this time, he led the horse from behind with red armor, leaned over and said to Yang Ling, "You are Yang Ling?"