Do you want to pay back if you kill someone? The old servant who drove the car didn't know much, but in his opinion, although this sentence has a certain amount of truth, it is not entire, although the words "the Son of Heaven broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people" have heard a lot, but who among ordinary people dares to find the Son of Heaven? What's more, it's not the Son of Heaven, a person like the Xue family of Huaiguo Gong, even if he kills someone, he may not be unfair! But this time it's not the same, it seems to involve the clan.

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The carriage stopped at the third street and nine lanes, and Xu Changshan walked out of the carriage and looked at the people walking in the three streets and nine lanes. Occasionally, those who recognize him will learn to read and give a different kind of courtesy. Some people may be picky and dissatisfied, but he doesn't think so, but thinks these people are a little cute.

They both eat with their hands, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, Xu Changshan doesn't think these people are any different from him.

"Every time I come here, I feel that I may run into Mr. Qi'an, but the truth is that every time I come back in vain." Xu Changshan sighed.

"Sir," the old servant who drove the carriage did not pay attention to what he said, but parked the carriage aside, and saw that there were many people walking back and forth on the side of the street, after all, the third street and nine alleys could not be compared with the rich and noble places such as Suzaku Street, so naturally it was impossible to be idle, although the carriage was not big, but it also occupied a piece of space.

Xu Changshan waved his hand and said, "You go and find a place to park on the side of the road ahead, and I'll go around." ”

The old servant answered, and went to find an open space ahead. Xu Changshan stood in place, looking at the people who were still busy sweating in the autumn and were silent for a moment, and looked around, the melon and fruit stalls, bean flower stalls, and snack stalls at the interface of the three streets and nine lanes were still there, and there were even two more hawkers carrying burdens to sell, and the people came and went, so there was a lot of fireworks in the world.

It's hectic, it's lively, but it's relieving.

He is a scholar, although his family is not very rich, but he also has no worries about food and clothing, and has never done such physical work like these people, but when he was a young student, he would open the window and look out between classes in the school, watching these small people pass by, living a completely different life from him, but he has his own freedom.

He stood in place for a long time, he had the support of the head of the Ten Confucians of Wenyuan Pavilion, and was known as a great talent for debate, but right now, he had a pair of eloquence, but he didn't want to say anything, but stood quietly in place, silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed.

"Why is the gentleman sighing?" The young man's voice sounded behind him, clear and beautiful.

Xu Changshan was startled, first stiff for a moment, and then relieved, although he felt that this young man was talented, but selfish, he was a little angry, but when he really disappeared, he came to look for him several times.

His search is different from that of his father and his only son, they are for kindness, because they think that Mr. Qi'an is an interesting person to make friends, but he wants to solve his doubts.

When he turned around, he saw that the young man was dressed in a plain coarse cloth robe, without holding a banner in his hand, and standing in the corner with empty sleeves.

"Mr. Qi'an." Xu Changshan nodded, looked around, and then was in a trance, it seemed that he was also the young man he met at this time last year. The first time I saw it, it was not very lucky, at that time his ambition was not rewarded, but his father was sick and sick, he thought that he was going to send off his deceased father early, and passed by here, but he blocked the way.

Three cups of rice wine pulled up the old father lying in the coffin, scared off most of the relatives and passers-by who were funeral, but also achieved a legend that was talked about in Chang'an City for a while.

But although the young man's behavior seems to be legendary, he is also like an ordinary person, selfish, in the huge Chang'an City, what can attract the attention of the people of Chang'an City more than such an absurd and bizarre story?

The name originated from the people and spread to the high hall, the young man may be selfish, this is what he Xu Changshan does not agree with, but outside of selfishness, it is undeniable that what he does is a good thing. Therefore, after a period of estrangement, when Mr. Qi'an did not appear, he came here three times and twice to look for him.

Maybe it's because the teenager's methods are strange, like a folk legend, he takes it for granted that he wants the boy to become what he thinks, but in fact, no matter how high a person in the world is, he is also an ordinary person who eats grains, isn't it normal to be selfish? Is he Xu Changshan selfless? Yes, as long as this selfishness does not harm others, it is fine.

Relief is only a matter of moments.

In a blink of an eye, it has been a year since I first met this gifted and eccentric boy.

Xu Changshan looked at the young man seriously for a moment, it seemed that except for being taller, the appearance of this young man had not changed much, just like the first time he saw him, he was as young and thin as he was.

"Sir, have you returned from a trip, or," Xu Changshan paused, looking at the expression on the young man's face seriously, "or have you never left Chang'an City?" ”

There are not a few people who want to find Mr. Qi'an, but if so many people are looking for this one, but they can't find it, there is only one reason, that is, he deliberately hides his whereabouts, and the best way to hide his whereabouts is either that the person is not in Chang'an City, or there is another identity under Mr. Qi'an's face.

"I've left!" The young man smiled and looked at Xu Changshan, "Is Mr. here to find me?" ”

"I don't know what to do." Xu Changshan said, "Today's civil officials in the government and the opposition are mostly the same as Xu. ”

"Why did Mr. come to Qi'an, a small person?"

Xu Changshan was silent for a moment, and asked him rhetorically: "Why did Mr. Qi'an appear at this time?" Xu thinks that Mr. will not show up for no reason. ”

The young man pursed his lips and smiled: "Something bad has been calculated." ”

Xu Changshan looked at him and said, "Mr. Qi'an, when you say it so emptyly, you can't even pinch your fingers with a gesture, how can this be convincing?" ”

He heard a burst of "haha" laughter, and only after laughing did he speak, and said leisurely: "This is Chang'an City, I am Mr. Qi'an, and it is you Mr. Xu Changshan who is talking to me, and these tricks are not needed." When we are outside, we Jianghu warlocks always have to make some gestures to convince people, but Mr. Qi'an of Chang'an City does not need to be in front of Mr. Xu Changshan. ”

"That's right." Xu Changshan nodded, looked at him and said, "So this time Mr. Qi'an wants to tell someone Xu." ”

The young man smiled again, as if he didn't mind the people around him who were hurrying to worry about their livelihoods, and said, "This time, I want to tell Mr. Xu Changshan something that may affect the general trend of the world. ”

"What's the matter?"

"There are people in this Chang'an City who are trying the art of immortality."

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