Liu Sanbian was walking on the streets of Hangzhou, wandering around, and he was sitting in a corner shop drinking.

Chong'an Baifu came to a small house called Daytime, with sharp eyes, Tuyan saw Liu Sanchang, and quickly ran to him, panting during the day, and said breathlessly: "Liu, Liu, Liu Third Young Master, I finally found you, but I found you, this is the letter from the little lady of our family."

As soon as he talked about Bai He, his face was not very good during the day, and Liu Sanbian immediately opened the letterhead and looked at it.

Third brother, you have been fine recently, Baihe is thinking about you, but he has no time to break up, he still has a nephew who is young and needs to be taken care of, but he wants to marry Baihe, but you know Baihe's heart, Baihe is the third brother's person, and death is also the ghost of the third brother, I am afraid that the day you see this letter, Baihe is already in Jiuquan, this life and the third brother, even if there is a fate, there is no day to get together, but I hope to meet again in the next life,

Wuli Sijun did not return, and the white lotus in the wind was devastated. Yang Liu is still in his hometown, and he has no regrets. 100 lotus".

After reading Xinliu Sanchang's face was not very good, his face was a little angry, and some sadness, he clenched his fists tightly, and said in his mouth: "Gou Fugui is simply a pig and a dog, Baihe's death, I want him to pay for his blood debt."

Bai Bai said to himself: "I have always been good friends with Bai Erniang during the day, and Bai Erniang also takes care of Bai Erniang like a younger brother during the day, and now Bai Erniang has died tragically, I am afraid that I will not be able to stay in Bai Mansion during the day, and in the future, I am afraid that I will ......."

"Follow me from now on"!

During the day, he knelt down and worshiped Liu Sanbian on the spot: "Thank you Third Young Master for being willing to take me in, thank you Third Young Master, thank you Third Young Master for ......."

"Get up"!

It's night, Baihe Building.

Miss Chuchu, the top singer of Baihualou, is singing that song in the hall: ""Wanghai Tide Southeast Shape Victory" Southeast Shape Victory, Sanwu Metropolis, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times, smoke willow painting bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, and 100,000 families. The clouds and trees surround the embankment sand, the angry waves roll frost and snow, and the moat is endless. The city is a jewel, the household is profitable, and the competition is luxurious. , Erniang is right

Heavy lakes are stacked on top of each other. There are three autumn laurels and ten miles of lotus. Qiang tube clear, Lingge flooded the night, frolicking and fishing lotus baby. Thousands of horsemen have high teeth. Listen to the flute and drum while drunk, and enjoy the smoke. The picture of the other day will be good, and return to Fengchi Kua".

Liu Sanbian sat alone in a small corner, holding a wine glass in one hand, and sang the song with Chu Chu in his mouth: ""Wanghai Tide Southeast Shape Sheng" Southeast Shape Sheng, Sanwu Metropolis, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times, smoke willows paint bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, and there are 100,000 families. The clouds and trees surround the embankment sand, the angry waves roll frost and snow, and the moat is endless. The city is a jewel, the household is profitable, and the competition is luxurious.

Heavy lakes are stacked on top of each other. There are three autumn laurels and ten miles of lotus. Qiang tube clear, Lingge flooded the night, frolicking and fishing lotus baby. Thousands of horsemen have high teeth. Listen to the flute and drum while drunk, and enjoy the smoke. The picture of the other day will be good, and return to Fengchi Kua".

After finishing the song, Chu Chu came to Liu Sanchang.

"Liu Gongzi seems to have something on his mind, you might as well talk about Chu Chu, and you can also solve Gongzi's worries."

Liu Sanbian raised his head and looked at Chu Chu, Chu Chu followed Liu Sanbian to review, and the two of them walked one after the other, and came to the broken bridge of the West Lake, the wind blew the willow branches by the bridge, and the hair of the Chu Chu girl also moved.

Liu Sanbian read the poem and choked up several times: "Wuli Sijun doesn't return, and the white lotus in the wind destroys again." Yang Liu is still in his hometown, and he has no regrets about waiting for nothing."

Chu Chu looked at the pond full of white lotus in front of him; "Young Master Liu Liu, I can't imagine that this pond of white lotus has become so amorous under your pen."

"No, I didn't write it, I wrote it by a beautiful woman in my hometown."

It turned out that on that day, Mu Zaha's hand exchanged the letter of the Baihe family and asked Liu Sanbian to draw the "Hangzhou City Map of the Great Song Dynasty".

Liu Sanbian continued: "Her name is the same as her person, Bai He, pure, and will be known to everyone, she has been waiting for me to be able to ...... when I go back to high school, but unfortunately, she is no longer alive."

"Presumably, she must also be a talented woman, otherwise you would have missed him so much."

"Not only Bai He, but even Ling'er has left me."

"Young Master Liu, you still have me, and Chu Chu, Chu Chu will always accompany you."

"In the future, don't call me Liu Gongzi, just call me Sanchang, don't talk about them, you will be enough in the future."

The hundred lotus next to the broken bridge in the West Lake moved, Liu Sanbian and took Chu Chu's hand, and the two of them walked back.