The time goes back many years.

Beggar's festival, the beginning of nightfall. Jinling City is the Jinling in the book again.

If the day of Jinling is as elegant as an ink painting, and the taste is really interesting in the plain, then the night of Jinling City will add a little thick ink and color, and it is a peaceful scene that can be seen at a glance.

The long summer has not stopped, and the air is still slightly restless. Tens of thousands of Kong Ming lanterns floated above the city, turning Jinling into a city that never sleeps. The wishes of the idiots written in the lampshade are slowly rising, and they are nothing more than the wishes of the people who stay together and take the imperial examination high school, dotted with stars, to explore the cold high places. The evening breeze is like a ghost, slowly passing through the streets and alleys, small bridges and flowing water, willows and flowers. The stalls and vendors on both sides of Gulou Street are crowded, and they all want to take advantage of the festival to put the heart-to-heart knots, concentric locks, mandarin duck brocades that can't be sold at the bottom of the box on weekdays, as well as the handkerchiefs that have been opened in the old temple of the moon, the mud doll of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, that is the paper fan inscribed by Pan An, take a closer look, there are a lot of yellowed wormholes on it, shake it, and a lot of small bookworms can be dropped. The price is not a lot, but the price of a few pennies has been raised more than ten times.

"Sister-in-law Tong is not bullied, honest trading!" "You get what you pay for!" "Twenty Wen, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled!" The shouts and shouts were endless.

The girls in bright skirts want to buy it when they see it, but they don't really like it, maybe they see the girl who just put the lantern together, and they don't, so they are a little aggrieved. If the young man in the brand-new robe mutters a few words because he is too expensive, he will inevitably be glared at by the girl's apricot eyes, and cry again, and the young man will sweat in a hurry, and quickly offer his purse. The couple who had just made a pious wish under the three-life tree turned around and bargained with the vendor next to them.

There are also those who come to see the excitement by themselves and add trouble to themselves. On the Qinhuai River, the sound of silk and bamboo is soft, and occasionally the laughter of dancing girls is as beautiful as silver bells. Under the Qinhuai River, the exquisite painting boats one by one, passing under the bridge one after another, the swaying figure in the glass window is faintly scorching and charming, I don't know whose Rouyi silhouette is slightly rolled, and the scholar who provoked the frown on the bridge began to shake his head, and his mouth was chattering about what time to rest the backyard flowers. When he finished reading, the painting boat also drifted past, and the scholar tucked the yellowed paper book in his hand into his sleeve, and looked at him in a daze, looking at his irrelevant lights, and that look could not be said to be the previous cynicism and concern for the country and the people, or the yearning for it.

"Senior sister, I want to eat this! Buy it for me! A little girl with Wu Nong's soft accent spoke with a big grin. is using his small hands to vigorously pull the hem of the clothes of the people around him, and he is about eight or nine years old, and he is obviously not dressed up by ordinary people. As long as she doesn't speak.

"After this village, there will be no more this shop." The little girl actually took out a pair of allegro from her small sleeve and talked about stand-up comedy.

The senior sister pinched her nose and looked at the sky at forty-five degrees.

"Senior sister! If you don't buy it for me, I'll cry! The little girl's thick eyelashes fluttered, and her big clear eyes were round, reflecting the oily and sizzling pig's trotters on the grill.

However, the pig's trotters are so fragrant, the senior sister just doesn't buy them.

The woman was a little irritable, "How many times have I told you?" Don't call yourself me. To say me. To say me. Uncle Gang is from the Northeast, are you also from the Northeast? When I got back, your mother said I didn't teach you well. ”

"I got it! I'm going to change it! Senior sister, you buy me pig's trotters first! The little girl jumped on the spot, the flesh on her cheeks vibrating, and the woman held it down.

"Alright, alright. I don't think you can change it. But if you want to marry Hua Zui three thousand in the future, there is no door. ”

"How do you know that the three thousand flowers don't like me! Besides, who said that Uncle Ben is going to get married, Uncle Ben will marry him as a daughter-in-law when he grows up! The little girl was poked in the heart and shouted with all her strength in a shrill voice.

The atmosphere on the street was slightly awkward for a moment. Someone in the teahouse heard it and almost squirted out a mouthful of tea.

Yellow-mouthed child, vulgar language.

The woman's face did not change color, and her eyebrows were too thick, which added unnecessary heroism to her ordinary face, and made people want to burst into laughter for no reason, "Anyway, he definitely doesn't like to call himself me, Uncle Ben, and he also likes rough men who gnaw pig's trotters." ”

The little girl blinked and cried out. Much of the noise not far away was drowned out.

"Senior sister...... Woowoo...... Family...... People really want to eat pig's trotters......" The little girl had teary eyes, her little nose twitched, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she wiped her non-existent tears with her little hands aggrievedly. The owner of the barbecue stall was so shocked that he was about to sneak one out to the little girl, but he was scolded back by the sharp-eyed proprietress who was quick to go. But this senior sister was very stubborn, as if she was attracted by something, and looked at the narrow phoenix eyes in front of her without blinking.

A slender man came down from the teahouse, dressed in brocade clothes, with a jade crown and a fox fur, leaning obliquely on the five-flower horse, the indescribable handsome and chic between the eyebrows, the fan covering the lower half of the face was received in his hand with a bang, the red lips were lightly opened, it turned out to be a smile in a full swing, and the smooth nose bridge line outlined the extreme grace, and the temperament of the whole body was not in harmony with the hustle and bustle of the market at all, as if he was just an immortal who had strayed into the mortal world, and he was about to feather and ascend to the immortal in a circle in the red dust. I saw him beckoning to the little girl who was still trying to squeeze her tears, and the little girl passed with a snot and tears on her face. And the woman didn't notice that the little girl was no longer around, still staring at something in the distance, and her slender willow eyebrows were furrowed more and more. The man bent down, the drooping hair was pinned behind his ear, and he didn't know what he said in the little girl's ear, and the little girl immediately trotted back to the woman, neither humble nor arrogant, and shouted, "Senior sister." ”

The woman collected her attention and looked down at her, a little puzzled why the bear child was suddenly stopped being noisy.

In the next second, the little girl was about to rub her snot and tears onto the woman's spotless crimson silk robe.

"I buy I buy! Little Ancestor! The woman was startled and exhaled in pain.

"Guest officer, one out of ten!" The owner of the barbecue restaurant hurriedly read the count.

"Here, take it!"

The little girl succeeded, holding the pig's trotters with the scent of incense in her hand, and when she looked for the man again, he was already missing from the horse.

"Little raspberries. You've changed. The woman shook her head, looking like a monkey at the little raspberry holding the hot pig's trotters and nibbling on it, and her delicate little face was shiny.

Little Raspberry paused when he heard this.

"You weren't like that before. How simple you used to be. The woman sighed. The mediocre national character has a rather delicate nose on his face. An ugly face has a good-looking nose, which looks slightly abrupt.

"Senior sister, I won't do this next time." The little raspberry lifted its oily face, and there was still meat foam on its mouth. "Hi. Actually, there was a beautiful woman who taught me to do this...... The pig's trotters are so delicious......"

"What beauty?" The woman immediately looked around, her eyes wary.

"It's just that there was a beautiful brother who led a horse there, and now he's not here. He said I'll rub tears on your clothes, and you'll buy them for me. Little Raspberry pointed to the teahouse ten paces away.

"Little raspberry, what else did he say to you? Did it run into you? Leng Jiu squatted down and looked at the little raspberry carefully, feeling a sense of chagrin and fear.

"I don't seem to say anything. Oooh! Little Raspberry raised his hand, "and he also praised you, saying that you were beautiful." ”

Leng Jiu's face was cold, and his heart was cold.

Little Raspberry didn't notice Leng Jiu's strange appearance, he looked like a small ghost, continued to enjoy the spoils, and said vaguely, "What do you say, the beauty is not in the bones." I like this bite when I get drunk three thousand. ”

"Alright, it's time to send you back to Qingzhu." Leng Jiu picked up the little raspberry and threw it at a pure black horse, and he also turned over and rode away.

Out of the outskirts of the city at night, the true colors are revealed, and the moonlight is gentle like water.

Leng Jiu's thick brows were tightly locked, still thinking about the origin of that person, whether he was friend or foe.

What a beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

Are you praising her, or do you have other intentions?

Leng Jiu recalled that when he hurriedly went out in the afternoon, there were some festive faces in the mirror.

If anyone really likes it, it must be a pervert.

That person could well be the latter.

Someone saw through her, but they didn't expose it, they claimed to be smart, and they escaped quite quickly, so they were an idler. Still a coward.

So that person is idle, and he's either a pervert or a coward.

But what kind of flower drunk did he mention in a good manner? Don't you want people to mistakenly think that they are drunk with three thousand sons, pretending to be elegant?

Could it be that it is three thousand drunk? Of course not.

Spend more than 3,000 busy, and spend 3,000 to be drunk so that it won't be so boring.

I thought for a long time, if I met that perverted idler who pretended to be twisted, I would definitely beat me up.

After walking through a large bamboo forest, the two finally stopped at a house. The house looks small, but it is quite elegant and chic, and the eaves of the porch are quite deep and secluded when viewed from the door. There was a thin figure at the door, who had been waiting for a long time.

Leng Jiu gently put down the little mangosteen, and before the standing person could speak, he galloped away in the opposite direction.

"Senior brother!" The little raspberry threw herself into the man's arms, sniffing hard at the scent he always carried. The man was rubbed all over the oil, but he was not annoyed, facing the moonlight, his face was more and more set off, and his thin lips sighed slightly, although he was smiling, he looked a little stunned.

"Look at your little dirty face, my brother will take you back to wash your face." Qingzhu turned around and took the little raspberry back, gentle as the moon and the breeze.

Midnight, on the banks of the Qinhuai River. The patrolling watchman struck a gong, "It's dry, be careful of the candles!" ”

On the roof of the drunken red building where the singing and dancing gradually stopped, a fat-headed and big-eared boy was lying on the bricks, kneeling desperately, and the eyes of the two rats of different sizes were full of fear.

"Hero, beg for ...... Please don't kill me......" The boy brother trembled, hugged the cold upper tightly, and spoke incoherently, "I, I haven't passed the imperial examination yet...... My wife hasn't married yet...... I'll give you as much money as you want...... My life is worth a lot of money, my family...... I'm the only one in my family....... You believe me, look at this token, I am Liu Shang......"

"You say your life is worth it? The child from before was stabbed to death by you with a sword just blocking your carriage, and his life is worthless? ”

"That's a ...... It's a Hanako! ”

"It's called Hanako." The man in red snorted coldly, and the tip of the knife slashed across the man's fat neck, and bright red blood suddenly gushed out. "Hanako's life seems like an ant to you, right?"

"No, no, no, I'm ...... I didn't mean to......" That boy has a blue face, and he has no claim.

The man in red seemed to be aroused by the smell of blood, his eyes sank, his pupils became scarlet, his two fangs were exposed, and the cold wind blew the red robe fluttering, just like a ghost.

The boy was so frightened that he climbed to the edge of the eaves and shouted, "Ghost, ghost, ghost! ”

Seeing that he was about to fall, the man in red smiled and fished him back, and his ordinary face was so ordinary that there was a hint of bright style, "You are still useful, you can't go down yet." After speaking, he only heard a click, and the frightened son-in-law brother lost his breath, and the face struggled to the end to be extremely hideous, and the two bloodshot eyes were about to fall out.

The man in red kicked the "Liu" token scattered on the ground in disgust, and then kicked it over, only to hear a "poof".

The man in red flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the night.

The moon spiked and continued to hang in the deep blue night sky.