fifty-three

"Master, when you went to the market today, why did you give out a lot of white beans? Sometimes it was given to scrawny beggar refugees, and sometimes it was exchanged for snacks and toys with vendors. ”

"What did Xi'er say? This thing is called silver taels by mortals, and there are some small square holes in the middle of the circle called copper coins. It is a tool used in the mortal world to measure the value of goods, and it is also used as a common currency when trading goods. Ruoxuan took out two silver taels the size of a stone from his sleeve and handed them to Xiao Lianxi.

"In the prosperous world, silver taels are the treasure in the eyes of mortals, and thousands of people in the human world, or work hard, or sell in the market, including the trick performances you watch for a few days, are all in pursuit of this thing. But if it is in troubled times, there is a lack of materials under the famine, and this thing cannot be eaten or used, and it will become a worthless stone. ”

The twilight gradually rose, Xiaolian played for a whole day, followed Ruoxuan to eat and drink enough, only to feel extremely tired, weak and weak, legs sore, really unable to walk, at this moment is being carried by Ruoxuan on the back, leisurely walking through the alleys, still holding the white-haired old man to play with the wax clay doll in his hand.

Xiao Lian took the silver tael, and her little head leaned on Ruoxuan's gentle back. Anything that can be seen today is unheard of in the past, and she has opened her eyes along the way, and she keeps asking Ruoxuan questions, and Ruoxuan also patiently pampered and answers them one by one.

"Master, Xi'er has never had such a good time as today, thank you, master."

"You don't have to thank me, I promised Xi'er, and I have the opportunity to take Xi'er to the mortal world to have a look."

"And now? Where are we going? The master is not tired, or let the child go to the ground and walk by himself. ”

"I'm not tired, I'm here, this is the wine pavilion that my old friend bought for us, take a look."

Xiao Lianxi raised her little head from Ruoxuan's back, and wanted to look ahead, only to see that the dark red carved wooden attic not far away was nothing special, and there was a bluestone plaque hanging on the door, on which three ink and blue tattoos were engraved.

"Lu Yao Pavilion."

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Yangzhou, decorated with flowers in all seasons, enjoys the reputation of "the land of fish and rice". This is the first place where "Lu Yao Pavilion" opened in the human world.

Time flies, and ten years pass like a white horse.

In the past ten years, Ruoxuan has taken Xiaolian to travel to various places, and settled in Yangzhou, Luoyang, Yizhou, Taiyuan and other places in turn.

I have experienced the war, enjoyed the quiet and peaceful countryside, rescued the displaced victims of famine and plague, and seen the new city built again after the disaster.

The name of the wine pavilion has not changed, but there has been no news of Hua Yao, and the shocking catastrophe predicted by the three masters has not yet been seen.

The news of the Holy Qing Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable descending to earth, with a little lotus demon by his side, and the news of opening a wine pavilion in the human world has already spread throughout the Three Realms, and many people just hear it as a joke, and only those who know the truth are convinced of it.

From time to time, there are demons and mortals who come to Lu Yao Pavilion to ask Ruoxuan for help from spirit wine, and occasionally Ruoxuan's old friends from the heavenly realm come to Ruoxuan Wine Pavilion to ask for a few glasses of wine in their spare time.

Among the gods of the heavenly realm, the one who visited the most was inevitably the reckless man of Xingtian. Every once in a while, under the pretext of visiting his apprentices, he came to ask for spiritual wine, and every time he left, he would definitely take away several jars of wine.

Ten years have passed, and the little lotus, which is the embryo of a beauty, has gradually grown up, and it is naturally exquisite, beautiful and moving. Ruoxuan always looked at the lotus when he grew up, and in a trance, he would always see that Hua Yao had reappeared in front of him.

And Ruoxuan's appearance has not changed in the slightest, as always, it is stunning and elegant. As it should be, they should not live together for a long time, lest they be noticed that something is wrong.

And the white-haired old man who gave the clay puppet at the beginning, also inquired secretly by Ruoxuan, and determined the place to stay, which was a dilapidated thatched hut on the outskirts of Yangzhou.

Indeed, as the vendor of rock sugar gourd said, the old man occasionally became delirious, like a three-year-old child, and the people in the vicinity also had a lot of resentment against him, and his only son did not return for many years, even if the old man was bullied and ridiculed, he never appeared.

In the future, whenever he was about to move to a place to stay, or out of unbearability, Ruoxuan would use some means to bring the white-haired old man with him and place him near the new site of his wine pavilion to take care of him, and modify part of the old man's memory, so that he had not noticed anything unusual about the changes that happened around him.

Of course, that's all for later.

After ten years, in the end, Ruoxuan and Lianxi came to the capital of the new dynasty: Chang'an.

fifty-four

"Xi'er, come and have a few drinks with me."

In the courtyard of Lu Yao Pavilion, Ruoxuan's thoughts were withdrawn from his memories, his hands pressed on the strings, and he stopped stroking the qin.

After the hibiscus dance around this patio, Lianxi's nose also had a little sweat, and a little sweat beads shone slightly under the winter sun.

"But the master, I can't drink too much, I'm afraid of getting drunk and indecent."

"It's your birthday, and that's okay. This wine is specially made for you, and it is a gift I have specially prepared for you to turn your old age. Serve your father a cup first. Ruoxuan had already put away the guqin, discharged three wine glasses on the table, poured green wine dew one by one, and displayed the jade bottle engraved with the word "Lotus Cherish" in front of Lotus Cherish.

"Yes, master."

As she said, Lian Xi picked up one of the glasses of wine from the table and respectfully placed it on the edge of the mottled stone trough where the hibiscus was planted in the patio.

"Father, please drink."

The hibiscus in the mottled stone trough is still standing proudly at the end of this cold winter, and the blooming red and pink petals are elegant and charming.

This hibiscus was born from the lotus seed of the lotus.

When Ruoxuan took Xiaolian to cherish the nether Yangzhou, not long after the opening of the wine pavilion, the lotus seeds of Mingge were planted by Xiaolian in this stone trough, carefully cared for and cared for every day, and soon grew flowers and leaves.

Every time the pavilion is moved, it will be moved along with the stone trough. Being able to reunite with her father and mother is what Lianxi has always been looking forward to.

After it was done, Lian Xiyou turned around and paced back, and sat down dignified in front of the table, but her beautiful eyes kept staring at the green wine dew in the cup.

Lian Xi doesn't drink a drop of wine on weekdays, just because her alcohol is not good, she will be drunk by the power of alcohol every time she only drinks a little, but in fact, like Xingtian, she is also very obsessed with the Great Dao Spirit Wine brewed by Ruoxuan, not to mention that this bottle of Spirit Wine is specially brewed for her and named after her, which makes her look forward to it a little more.

"Please"

"Master, please"

Ruoxuan picked up the wine glass, brushed his sleeves and drank it all. Lian Xi carefully looked at the wine dew in the cup and took a small sip.

The warm and jade-like wine dew melts in the mouth, and the elegant fragrance of hibiscus flowers permeates the nasal cavity, which contains a hint of familiarity.

Just like when Xiao Lian was rescued by Lianluo in the cave, the feeling of being surrounded by a verdant light curtain.

"It's my father's breath!"

After closing his eyes and savoring it, his consciousness sank into his mind unconsciously.

Lianluo teased the baby girl with a rattle, which was the little Lian Xi who had just come into the world......

Lianluo took Xiao Lianxi to sit in front of the house and made toys for Xiao Lianxi with a few pieces of wood......

Lianluo carried Xiao Lianxi on her back, chasing the birds flying in the air above the mountains and forests, which made Xiaolianxi laugh happily......

Lianluo was seriously injured, and in order to cover the contact mother and daughter to escape from the siege of the heavenly soldiers, he detonated his lifelong cultivation, and looked at Xiaolian's eyes, full of reluctance and free and easy......

When he was imprisoned by Nianqing and was about to die, Lianluo's remnants of the light curtain were cast in time to take the gravel in Xiao Lianxi's hand......

In his state of mind, countless scenes of getting along with his father appeared in front of Lianxi's eyes.

Lian Xi suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Ruoxuan, her eyes full of surprise.

"Master, this is ......"

"Exactly. Every day in the early morning, I collect the morning dew gathered on the lotus leaves in the stone trough, and the wine is made from that morning dew. This wine, naturally, also carries your father's thoughts of you. Do you like this gift I prepared? Ruoxuan nodded, affirming Lianxi's conjecture.

Xiao Lianxi got up suddenly, and in front of the table, Shi Ran knelt on the ground.

Xiaolian has always been carefully taken care of by Ruoxuan, but since she was a child, she has been lonely, and she naturally misses her flesh and blood relatives very much. Now, this nostalgia has finally been sustenance and comfort. Moved, two lines of tears quietly slipped from Lianxi's cheeks.

"I like it, Xi'er likes it so much. Thank you for the gift of your master. ”

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fifty-five

In the courtyard of Lu Yao Pavilion, the wine bottle printed with the words "Lotus Cherish" was poured on the side of the table, and the wine dew in the bottle had already bottomed out.

Lian was overwhelmed by alcohol, tired and sleepy, and had already fallen drunk on the crime, and was sleeping soundly.

Ruoxuan slowly got up, walked to the hibiscus in the courtyard, picked up the wine glass placed on the edge of the mottled stone trough, and slowly poured the wine dew into the clear water in the stone trough. The hibiscus in full bloom swayed slightly, exuding a shallow light, as if in response to Ruoxuan's gift.

Such a waste of wine?! If this move was seen by the reckless man of Xingtian, I was afraid that he would beat his chest in distress and reprimand Ruoxuan for tyrannizing the heavens.

But in Ruoxuan's eyes, he didn't think it was a waste, but was drinking wine with his old friend Lianluo. Ruoxuan put down the wine glass, silently looked at the hibiscus in the stone trough, and muttered softly.

"Lianluo, today is the birthday of Xi'er and the peach and plum, you can also have a drink. I have fulfilled the promise I made with you, and I have not let her be in danger or wronged for more than ten years. More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now I think about it, you, me, and Hua Yao haven't sat at the same table and toasted for many years. ”

"Hua Yao and 'Qingpo', in the past ten years, Xi'er and I have been asking around everywhere, but there is still no news, so we can only continue to search. I hope that Hua Yao can return as soon as possible after hearing the news of Lu Yao Pavilion and reunite with Xi'er as soon as possible. ”

"I have also investigated the catastrophe of the Three Realms in many ways, and now I finally have some eyebrows, but it is becoming more and more confusing. I have a hunch that the day of the catastrophe may not be far away, and if there is no way to break the situation, the day the catastrophe comes, the Three Realms will not know where to go. Even the three masters have no way to deal with this, and I want to turn the tide alone, I'm afraid it's a fool's dream. ”

"If you're still alive, it's fine, even if you can't give me advice and share the burden, according to your free and easy temperament, at least you can relieve me of a lot of suffering."

"Lian Xi, this girl is very similar to her mother Hua Yao, she looks like her, and her habits are also similar. After so many years, my cultivation has improved a lot, but the amount of wine is still so unbearable, and a glass is poured. ”

Ruoxuan turned around, and in a trance, he mistook the beauty who was drunk and fell asleep on the table for Hua Yao, except for the red dress, there was no difference.

"That's it, if you really want to talk about it, it's still my Ziran, and I'm ashamed of your family. See you again in the next life. Ruoxuan looked at it in a daze, came back to his senses, let out a long sigh, and walked to the table to look at Lianxi.

There was a faint smile on his blushing cheeks. With the help of Ruoxuan's spiritual wine, Lian Xi was able to relive her father's love and breath, and even her sleep was extremely satisfied, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and there was a trace of crystal saliva flowing down as always.

I don't know what kind of dreams I have, and in my dreams, every word is inseparable from "master" and "father".

Ruoxuan couldn't help but wonder, and she didn't know if this girl was Hua Yao, after so many years, she had grown to be twenty years old, and her sleeping appearance had not changed, and she was still so indecent.

couldn't bear to disturb his dreams, Ruoxuan gently hugged Lian Xi horizontally, and looked at Lian Xi and walked to the boudoir. Back then, Ruoxuan brought the young Lian Xi back to the Shengqing Palace, and after combing and washing his hair, Xiao Lian Xi fell asleep on his legs, and Ruoxuan also entered the current situation and carried it back to the bedroom in the palace.

Time flies, things are not people, it is still Ruoxuan holding the lotus who sleeps peacefully, but it is no longer in the Heavenly Realm Shengqing Palace, and the lotus cherish, who has also grown up from the little girl back then, is very smart.

"Xi'er doesn't complain about the master, Xi'er knows that the master will definitely come to save Xi'er, and Xi'er has always believed in the master."

On the way to the boudoir, Lian Xi, who was held in Ruoxuan's arms, coldly came out with such a dream, and fell asleep again.

Ruoxuan remembered that this was what Xiao Lianxi had said to him when he rescued Xiao Lian Xi from Nianqing's hands.

I didn't expect that after so many years, she would still remember.

Ruo Xuan saw it, looked at the extremely beautiful sleeping face of the woman in his arms, and couldn't help but feel more and more pity and distress for this girl who had a bleak background but regarded him as everything.

Regardless of the injustice of heaven and the fate of fate, she has always been him, the most devout believer.

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fifty-six

Lianxi's boudoir is filled with bursts of her unique and charming fragrance.

Ruoxuan gently put the sleeping Lian Xi on the couch, straightened the messy hair on his forehead, covered the futon, and then got up and walked out of the room, gently fastened the door and left.

In front of the dresser in Lianxi's boudoir, there are still all kinds of gadgets that Ruoxuan bought for her when she went down to Yangzhou at the beginning of the year, and they are obviously carefully taken care of every day.

The thing placed in the middle of the dresser was a wax clay doll given by the white-haired old man, and Xiao Lian sat on Ruoxuan's shoulder, smiling sweetly.

Regardless of the vicissitudes of wind and rain, as long as my holy breath remains, I will ensure that you have something to rely on and your life is safe, and you will never suffer from half of the displacement. This has been the case in the past, and it will be the same in the future.

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(Final)