"I heard that Zhao Fujin, a talented man in cloth, is going to Beijing." The short and fat young man wearing the costume of the Eastern Order Unification Student sat on the stone steps under the eaves of the small street and said to the three or so friends around him.

The sun shines on the clean streets, the thin beards of the vigorous teenagers are transparent in the sun, the flags blown by the cool wind in the early morning are waving, and the smiling faces reflect the quiet years.

The young man with a noble face on the side seemed to be quite disdainful of Zhao Fujin, and said coldly: "It is true that Zhao Fujin is going to enter the city, but whether he can afford the name of a cloth cloth genius depends on his specific performance, and a poor boy born in the countryside who has been farming for generations can have a great future." ”

"The surname is Li, what you said is too big, you don't even recognize the results of the scientific examination hosted by the Ministry of Rites, are you implying that the officials of the Ministry of Rites who went to Yunyue Road to preside over the Autumn Festival are bending the law for personal gain and selling points privately?" The short and fat boy sitting under the eaves was obviously dissatisfied with what the young man surnamed Li said with his nostrils facing up.

The young man surnamed Li choked, turned his head and defended his words: "Hmph, I didn't say anything about the officials of the Ministry of Rites, when he Zhao Fujin came to the capital and met the genius of the family, you will know how much difference between Zhao Fujin, who is respected by you, the common people, and the children of the family headed by Qiu Gongzi." ”

"Don't open your mouth to be a commoner, your family is also a copper-smelling businessman's background, I heard that in order to be a little noble, your father insisted on marrying his daughter to the concubine of a concubine of the Zhang family as a concubine? Is it done? If you say it earlier, everyone will congratulate you and congratulate you, and congratulate your sister on finally becoming a concubine. ”

In the distance, a young man who climbed on the roof and sat and ate said: "That is, don't be too dragged before your sister doesn't become the concubine of the old man's son who is next to the Zhang family. ”

"Hahaha."

The crowd laughed at the young man's awkward remarks on the eaves, and although no one knew this handsome young man, everyone here knew what he meant.

The son of the concubine born to the son of the concubine of Zhang Shangshu's family decades ago is now of marriageable age, and this opening is that everyone else is a young man who is a commoner and does business in a young family, but it is not in the eyes of the world.

In the laughter of the crowd, the young man surnamed Li turned red, turned around and left with hatred.

The young man sitting on the steps had a curious look on his face, and said, "I don't know if the young man and the talented man in cloth met that day." ”

"Probably not, if we meet, we will hear about it, if the two most talented people of the family and the commoners meet one place, I don't know what kind of sparks will be sparked." After the young man on the eaves finished speaking, he said with a shyness: "Have you heard that the ghost bride has appeared?" ”

"Ghost bride? The bride of the Li family in the west of the city who committed suicide on the day of the wedding? The short and fat boy sitting on the steps wondered, and suddenly everyone's eyes looked at the young man sitting on the eaves, waiting for him to answer.

The handsome young man with one leg dangling from the eaves nodded, "Yes, it's that Li Mansion, the eldest young master who forced the daughter of the good family to die last night hanged a servant in front of the door." ”

"It's a bit weird, but it's a bit far-fetched to get involved with the ghost bride, right?" The crowd questioned.

Brother Gongzi, who was wearing a light gray round-necked robe on the eaves, was not angry after being questioned, and stretched out his finger to point to the young man who had just been ridiculed by everyone and left in shame.

"Li Qiyuan, tell me, did you hang a servant in front of your distant cousin?" The little boy, who was dressed in a white shirt and a light gray round-necked robe, asked Li Qiyuan, a young man surnamed Li, who turned around.

The young man named Li Qiyuan looked vigilantly at the young man who seemed to have Taoist charm floating on the eaves, the Li family where he was located had something to do with the Li family in the west of the city who forced the daughter of a good family to death, but it didn't matter if it was on the line, basically he just mentioned the common ancestor when climbing the relationship, but there were some business contacts on weekdays.

The matter of the Li Mansion in the west of the city was also heard when he left for the school, if it weren't for a few people in the family who were there to reconcile, he shouldn't have known the news at this time, but this handsome young man looked like he knew it in his heart, and Li Qiyuan, who was very puzzled in his heart, asked: "I don't know who this son's surname is?" Why haven't I seen it before? ”

"The surname is Li, don't talk nonsense, there are more people you haven't seen, is what the above boy said true?" Many teenagers wearing the costumes of Dongxu students urged.

"Maybe this servant has some opinions about his master, and before he dies, he uses old things to scare people." Li Qiyuan, who was thin and looked like a sour scholar, replied absentmindedly.

Everyone listened to Li Qiyuan's explanation, thought about it and felt that it was not impossible, and nodded one after another: "That's right." ”

"What if someone saw a bride dressed in red and a golden crown squatting on the side of the road and calling for the young man in white who fell to the ground to get up, if someone saw a woman dressed in red floating into the Li Mansion under the moonlight, and what if the hanged servant had a one written on his forehead in blood?" The corners of the young man in the round-necked robe on the eaves pulled a shallow smile, the young man's lips were very thin, the bridge of his nose was high, and there seemed to be the sun, moon and stars in his eyes, which was an extremely rare abnormal pupil.

Suddenly, the crowd fell silent, and after a long time, Li Qiyuan muttered: "Maybe someone killed someone and deliberately made up a story to get away with it?" ”

When everyone heard this, they looked up to see the dusty young man who seemed to know everything on the eaves, but the place where the young man was sitting was gone, and only the empty eaves remained.

Suddenly, the crane chirped, everyone followed the prestige, only to see a huge white crane across the sky, there seems to be a light purple figure on it, it happened that the sun rose in the east, the gorgeous colors spread all over the sky, a young man with a good literary style said: "Purple gas comes from the east, and the immortals are in the nine skies." ”

Shui Yuntian Han Di Fu went back to the room to read, Yun Qianyu walked together, the young man stood at the gate and looked at the renovated door, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Yun Qianyu beside him: "The blacksmith carpenter in this capital is really good." ”

Yun Qianyu replied: "With so much money, you have to make good things whether your craftsmanship is good or not." ”

After leaving the water and clouds, the two went to the street not far away, there were very few people on the street, and the early students had already entered the east order to study, and only the middle-aged men and women who came out to buy some early were scattered.

In the eyes of this group of middle-aged men and women, including many small traders, two white-clothed figures walked into the slightly oily and dirty street, which was a scenery that had not been seen for many years.

The two of them are Yun Tomb Sheng Yun Qianyu, Yun Tomb Sheng's sleeves cover the fingers between the corpse needles flexibly shuttle, with the control of the young man's true qi, the corpse needle turned into the clothes from the arm to the shoulder, and then into the young man's black hair, and finally silently inserted into the silver hairpin on his head.

In a rice porridge bun shop, there are two people sitting in the corner of the wall, Yun Tomb Sheng Yun Qianyu is eating in small bites, Yun Qianyu is sitting on the side with his eyes slightly closed, and there is a girl's white dragon sword on the table.

The girl's gorgeous appearance attracted the attention of many people, and the people who passed in front of the bun shop, regardless of men and women, young and old, could not help but glance at her back, but the young man's face opposite the girl was getting more and more wrinkled, and this group of passers-by would rather look at a back than look at their own face, which made Yun Tombsheng, who boasted of his outstanding appearance, very dissatisfied.

Yun Qianyu suddenly looked back at the thin man who came in the room, and when he turned his head, the corners of his mouth pulled into a faint cold sneer, but because he was facing Yun Tombsheng and the wall behind Yun Tombsheng, no one noticed it.

Yun Tombsheng looked at Yun Qianyu's demeanor and raised his eyebrows, he knew that there was a good show.

The man in a brown cloth coat who looked like a hunter still had some mud on his body, and he looked like he had just entered the city from outside the city, and the shop showcase saw it and said hello to him, obviously he saw it often.

"Shopkeeper, a basket of steamed buns and a bowl of rice porridge."

The shopkeeper of the steamed bun shop with Yan Shanmu brought a basket of steaming steamed buns and put it on the table, and then went to serve a bowl of rice porridge, and chatted: "Lao Zhang, how is the harvest in the past few days?" ”

"Recently, there has been a lot of rain, it is not easy to go up the mountain, I have only caught a rabbit in the past two days, and everyone else in the village is similar, they are all calculating the price over there, I am just a rabbit, and there is nothing to see, and when I am full of food and drink, it is estimated that I will weigh the good money." The man looked sad that he couldn't catch his prey.

Seeing that the customers in the store were gone, the showcase sat down on the stool opposite the Orion, and said with emotion: "That's right, I also worked as a hunter for a while, and then I caught a deer in excellent condition, sold it and changed the store, and since then it has taken root in this city little by little." ”

"The shopkeeper is really a good fate, it's rare to get prey in this shop." Orion's eyes were full of envy.

The old shopkeeper didn't know why, his hand in his sleeve kept shaking, and he couldn't stop saying: "It's okay, it's okay, God appreciates the food." ”

The man who drank the rice porridge smiled at the loading cabinet opposite: "I'm a little thirsty on the road, I'll go fill another bowl." ”

"I'll do it." The shopkeeper hurriedly stood up, and knocked down the stool behind him because of his quick movement, making a soft noise.

The man who went into the city with the people in the village to sell prey waved his hand and said, "No need, it's not the first day to come, it's all old customers, I'll just go and fill a bowl myself." ”

Orion entered the back room, the shopkeeper trembled slightly and picked up the stool and sat down, Yun Tombsheng smiled faintly behind him: "What's on the mind of the shopkeeper?" ”

The shopkeeper in a coarse linen robe turned his head suddenly, and after realizing that he had overreacted, he avoided the young man's gaze and said, "No, there's nothing on mind."

The sun was rising outside the house, and the wind was getting hot, and after a while, the shopkeeper felt that his back was a little slimy, and he reached out to try it on his neck, and his old fingers were full of sweat.

The boy didn't say anything anymore, lowered his head and ate the buns, some old tables had a lot of cracks, but presumably the shopkeeper was also a clean person, and some old tables were cleaned up without a trace of oil, and they were clean.

The woman in white sitting opposite the young man still had her eyes slightly closed, and she had only turned her head once since she entered the room, and there was no other change, like a god on a snow-capped mountain who was bent on seeking immortality.