Coming down from Yiyexuan Mountain, walking outside along the official road, it only took a few moments to drive the horse, and he had already walked to the tea shop where many things had happened before.

Further ahead, the official road is roughly divided into two shares, one leads to the hinterland of Jiangnan Road, there are many big cities in the south of the Yangtze River such as Danyang County and Gusu City, and the other road is to pass by these big cities, turn around and go to Jiannan Road, and enter Shu County.

Today, the tea shop is still there, but there is no one left, only the tables and chairs are upside down, and all the light belongings that are slightly more valuable are taken away, the wind blows, and the curtain supported by bamboo poles is gone, and the old man eagerly presses the stones, and the noise does not stop, obviously it is in Jiangnan Road, but there are two parts of the desolation of Saibei.

Desolation is not only the environment and scenery, but also the human heart.

Xiahou Xuan let out a sigh of relief, Le Ma stopped, turned to look at Wang Anfeng, smiled, and said bluntly:

"Let's separate now."

"To be honest, I really want to go to Jiannan Road with you, to see that Liangzhou is lit up all night, and to see the appearance of a city celebrating and shouting wine, but it's a pity, this time I ran out secretly, and I can't leave for too long, plus the two guest secretaries at home are not bad in martial arts, although they both have two hearts, it is not a big trouble to lose outside."

"If I go back this time, I will have a lot of headaches, I, the eldest son of the Xiahou family, have to deal with the dumping of the Xiahou family itself in the end, which is interesting."

Wang Anfeng looked at Xiahou Xuan, heard the self-deprecation and sarcasm in the last two sentences, did not speak, only nodded slowly, and then said:

"This time I came back from Liangzhou, if I have time, I will go to Gusu to find you."

Xiahou Xuan was slightly stunned, and then asked with a smile:

"Is that true?"

"Once the word is spoken, the horse is hard to chase."

Xiahou Xuan smiled, turned his head to look into the distance, and said:

"That's it!"

"Although Gusu City is not as prosperous as Tianjing City, it is more than a chic place to play, and there are more gold caves for people to enjoy, and when the time comes, the entire Gusu City will be the Oiran of the city, and I will give you which one you want, as long as it is what you like, even if you take people to be strong, you will be tied up!"

Wang Anfeng was stunned.

Xue Qinshuang's brown eyes narrowed slightly.

But before she could speak, Xiahou Xuan had already slapped his horse and rushed forward a few feet, and shook his arm with his back to Wang Anfeng and the others, as if his heart finally felt comfortable after the last sentence was spoken, and he laughed away.

The two secret guards of the Xiahou family bowed their hands slightly towards everyone, rode out, and caught up with Xiahou Xuan, who had already walked far away, and then fell behind by a body.

The laughter gradually stopped, the smile on Xiahou Xuan's face gradually converged, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his face was calm, and Fang Cai's sincere mood fluctuations were like a little thick ink dripping in the waterfall of the river, which was quickly washed away and faded, until there was no trace of it anymore.

A pair of overly deep Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, looked up at the sky, the reflection of the sky light and the sea of clouds inside was pressed into a cold color, he shook the reins of the horse, and said:

"Let's go."

The two Xiahou secret guards who had been following for a long time sniffed out the smell of blood buried under the voice, thinking of the actions of those people in the family behind their backs, as well as the ruthless methods of this son, their hearts sank, and their heads almost subconsciously lowered their heads, and they promised in a deep voice.

A line of three horses, away from the dust.

……………………………………

Wang Anfeng and the others chose another official road, from the place where Ye Xuan was, to the direction of Jiannan Road, when Wang Anfeng came out of the sword before, the qi was rising, the mask on his face was unbearable, and there were gaps, so Wang Anfeng had to get another mask from Xiahou Xuan.

I don't know if it's the fun of this big family, he made himself an ordinary appearance before, but Wang Anfeng looked like a rather heroic young man.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, nose like a hanging gall, if you dress up well, you will be like those swordsman scholars who came out of the forbidden books that the eldest ladies hid in the boudoir to read.

Just as Xue Qinshuang said, there are many people in the world who judge people by their appearance.

I had to change my clothes again because of this mask, and put on a black power suit, and a sleeveless robe was covered outside, the same ink color, and the placket was inlaid with light gray dark moire satin, but it was opposite in front of me, and there was no button like a short beat, revealing the inner power suit ring, and the hem of the clothes fell to the knees.

This is said to be the favorite dress of those young chivalrous men in Jiangnan Province, looking heroic and sassy, and there is no lack of elegant demeanor, which is clearly distinguished from the heroes of the Northland.

With Xiahou Xuan's mask, he looks very good, even with the package that was previously regarded as a bamboo umbrella, and now he is behind his back, which is a bit like a sword box carefully protected by a swordsman when he walks the rivers and lakes, and he is very ridiculed on the road.

Because at this time, there was no danger caused by Jiang Lan and others, and everyone was rushing much faster than before, but it was still not enough, and finally when there was not much distance from Xianping County, it was already the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Previously, Liu Ling said that as long as he could drink a bowl of Yiye Xuan's national warriors, then what kind of Liangzhou drinking party, if he missed once, he would miss it once, and he didn't care about going every time, but at this time, he regretted it, obviously he didn't show his qi on his body, he was just an ordinary old man, but he urged him again and again to speed up.

In the end, he was tired of hearing it, so he simply put the wine jug in his arms, grabbed the old man's shoulder with one hand, and stepped into the air, soaring hundreds of zhang, and even thousands of zhang.

The old man seemed to have been waiting for this moment, and was not afraid at all, but laughed and said cheerfully.

When the float is white!

Liqi Dao seemed to be aroused, sneered and said with a big appetite, you stopped, stepped forward, leaned forward, walked around with thunder, and disappeared in a flash.

Wang Anfeng was dumbfounded, and finally because this place was not far from Liangzhou Prefecture, he discussed with the people of Shenwu Mansion, and several of them rushed over with light skills, and Shenwu Mansion caught up behind, and then met at the inn that he said in the city.

Gong Yu didn't think about going together because he still had Lin Qiaofu and Lu Baiping with him, Wang Anfeng originally wanted to persuade him to take him with him, but seeing that Gong Yu was unmoved, he thought of Gong Yu's cold temperament, and I was afraid that he didn't like such a thing, so he stopped persuading.

Everyone rose into the air, using their means one by one, and abandoned the road because they were afraid of Liu Ling's old age and frailty, although they were in the sky, they didn't use too much speed, and Wang Anfeng and a few people chased after him in just a moment.

The group rushed and entered the city of Liangzhou at night.

At this time, this city has been decorated, everywhere you can see the lanterns tied up with bamboo and colored paper, all kinds of fairies and beasts, but because it is not the most lively time of this year's Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival, it is still black.

The lantern festival here, in the past, was just ordinary, not as good as those really prosperous cities, but when the state officials used such a thing as the Liangzhou wine party to play a role, it became more and more lively year by year.

During the curfew in Daqinzhou City, the warriors were not allowed to take the sky, and everyone had to fall to the ground, looking forward at the black pressure, all of which were human heads, congested on the streets, almost moving at a moving speed, and it was a headache to look at.

Liu Ling looked up at the full moon, it was already time for the moon to rise in the middle of the sky, he exhaled a long breath and muttered:

"Finally caught up with ......"

Wang Anfeng was a little curious, this obviously failed to catch up with the drinking event of the drinking party, could it be that Liu Ling's biggest purpose was for this lantern festival?

The old man straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and said:

"Take a good look, boy."

"I'm ...... Daqin"

There was a commotion in the crowd, countless adults and children, men and women speaking together, and the noise of the old man was silenced.

Wang Anfeng listened attentively and could hear the whole picture of those two words.

…………

In Yiye Xuanzhong, Zhang Zuosheng was not treated harshly, and it can even be said that there has been no change compared to the past, although the place where he lives is not a luxury, but it is the most elegant place on the mountain.

A push of the window can see the thousands of waterfalls rushing down, the field of vision is far away, you can see the bamboo forest corridor, if it is daytime, you can hear the sound of the new disciples reading aloud.

Zhang Zuosheng looked calm, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Even in the midst of the chaos, the morning and evening classes in Yiye Xuan have not been canceled, the sound of reading aloud only echoes in the ears, and there is water vapor in the waterfall in the breath, which is like a cool feeling straight into the chest and abdomen, which makes people feel excited.

His mind was on the past.

Regardless of how the rivers and lakes outside are fighting and fighting, Yiye Xuan seems to have never changed at all, at least, the sound of reading, this refreshing waterfall water vapor, has never changed at all.

It's the same as it was thirty or forty years ago.

There seems to be a clear and more youthful voice in his ears, tirelessly explaining the scriptures, next to him is a waterfall, the waterfall falls, next to the bluestone is a faint cold, and there is a smaller child sitting on it.

Zhang Zuosheng had already paced to the side of the bluestone where he had read the scriptures.

The stars and moon are above, and the water is sparkling.

The gentleman of Jiangyang is really too gentlemanly, in front of his door, he did not send a disciple to guard with weapons, only a few disciples on the way down the mountain.

The middle-aged Confucian was still dressed in a blue and purple robe, and in front of him was a mountain pine with branches and leaves, and the waterfall smashed down, like thunder.

Zhang Zuosheng tidied up his clothes, raised his hand to support the jade crown, and groaned in a low voice.

"The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night."

In a blink of an eye, decades of spring and autumn have passed.

Twenty years ago, a young scholar traveled 8,000 miles in one night, his internal qi was devoured, and he coughed up blood, just to report a piece of news.

There was a boy because his hometown was ruined, for a common people, he killed the enemy army with a sword, wore thirty-four wounds, and almost died, and rescued the captive woman, and killed him when he returned, and under the sword there were eighty-four heads of the enemy military captain and above.

Colleagues and classmates wrote in the rain and swore to kill Qin Ti.

Seven hundred and thirty people went out of Sichuan, but only three returned.

Every inch of skin on the body is the blood of comrades.

Zhang Zuosheng stood on the bluestone, facing the direction, which happened to be the direction of the original Shu capital, the stars and the moon were above, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, but there was no home and country in the world, and there was no place for him to return to, he closed his eyes, his face trembled slightly, and finally showed a slight weakness, his eyes were tearful, and he murmured:

"Mid-Autumn Festival, ......"

"You beg your big world, you have the common people in mind, you want everyone in the world to be like a dragon, but have you ever looked back, even if it was just a glance, the little brother next door who was smiling happily with your clothes back then has died on the battlefield, and the sister who once gave you me a bowl of cold water was humiliated and died."

"The peach and plum in my hometown are ripe, but there is no ...... of Shu Dao wine"

"You didn't look at it, or you did, and you pressed down on it."

"Zhang Zuosheng is not as good as you."

"I only look at my little world, my small country."

He exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes suddenly, and the weakness that he had just shown disappeared at once, replaced by the same pride as before, under the moonlight, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, he had to enjoy the world's great names for fifteen years, and Zhang Zuosheng bowed deeply to his homeland.

Then straightened his back, a darkness, the lights everywhere on the mountain gate in the distance, someone put the Kong Ming lantern, rose into the air, the mountain gate came with laughter, there were students who took advantage of the excitement to recite the poems they had written, this piece is a joyful liveliness, and the mountain is full of darkness, only the pine trees in the night that are deeper than the night, and the stars and moon in the sky are accompanied.

They are very close to each other, but they are too far apart like two adjacent scrolls.

Zhang Zuosheng raised his hand to carefully arrange his clothes, straightened the jade crown, and said calmly in a thick Shu tone:

"Chapter Zuosheng."

"Chinese New Year's Eve, a native of Zhuozhou, Shu Kingdom."

He took a step forward, his body weightless, and as the rushing waterfall crashed towards the rocks below, he faintly heard an exclamation in his ears, and he opened his eyes, letting the moonlight in the sky fill his eyes, and there was a calm inside.

Mid-Autumn Festival......

Return to your hometown in the Mid-Autumn Festival and see your old people.

Very good.

In fact, it is not how to be loyal to the monarch and royal family of Shu.

It's just that when I was young, the lights on the day of the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival were too bright, and the Shu tune was too ear-catching, and I couldn't put it down for the rest of my life when I heard it.

The old country, the old dream, the country, the prosperity.

Zhang Zuosheng closed his eyes, the lights and the boy in his memory came alive, and he walked around the street, no matter how he looked, he couldn't get enough of it, and he couldn't finish listening to it.

There was a muffled sound.

The water splashed

The waterfall is red and bloody.

Thirty years ago, forty years ago, the quiet scenery reflected in the same reflection as when the Shu Kingdom was peaceful was dyed red, after all, it was different from that year.

The noise was like a sound wave, resounding all over the city of Liangzhou, men, women and children, overlapping and converging together, rising from the edge of each city, and then converging towards the center of the entire Liangzhou City like an angry tide, surging so that people's hearts trembled.

Next to Wang Anfeng, Liu Ling's eyes suddenly widened and he shouted loudly:

"Lights up !!"

The sound converged in that wave, the Fufeng cavity, the Beijing cavity, and the Danyang cavity converged, and the entire state city of seventy-three squares was as bright as day in an instant.

Liu Ling straightened his back, the light reflected in his pupils, and his white beard trembled.

"I'm Daqin."

PS: Today's second update is presented............ Four thousand words~ I always feel that it should be taken apart, residual thoughts