The young man's surname is Xie, his name is Sicheng, he travels all over the world, but he doesn't like the disturbances of the capital, so he settled in Tongzhou, which is not far from the capital, rented this small courtyard, and took quiet in the middle of the noise, where he read and practiced calligraphy, and studied music and rhythm.

Huo Qingzhou was very envious, he said: "Huo wanted to travel the world when he was young, go to the places he wanted to go, read the books he wanted to read, and do what he wanted to do, but unfortunately there was a strict father, and Huo could only bend his waist for the future of fame. ”

Fortunately, Ruyan and Ruwu were stopped at the door, otherwise they might jump up in shock when they heard their uncle's words.

But when these words came out of Huo Qingzhou's mouth, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, just like Huo Dagongzi had been talking like this since he was a child, so humble.

Next, Xie Sicheng blew a song of butterfly love flowers, lingering grievances, listening to the corners of Huo Dagongzi's eyes slightly wet, after the song, Huo Dagongzi proposed that the two of them play "Hundred Birds", Xie Sicheng used the flute, but Huo Dagongzi used the water bowl as a musical instrument, and the sound was clear, and it was similar to the flute.

After the song was played, Xie Sicheng stroked his palm: "Brother Huo's comprehension of music and rhythm is the appearance of great talent, if it is carved again, it will become a generation of famous artists." ”

Huo Dagongzi sighed with emotion: "What can I do if I have comprehension, Huo Mou has been enlightened since he was three years old, and he only reads the books of sages and sages, and only hopes to be able to title the gold list, so as to tell the ancestors and ancestors, and not to be in vain for the Huo family to be scholarly for generations." ”

Speaking of this, Huo Dagongzi covered his face with a fan and made a sad appearance.

Anyway, there is no one else here, Huo Dagongzi will not tell others, in addition to not studying hard, he has studied everything other than reading, but it is only once.

Since he was three years old, he has a new hobby every month or two, and he works hard every time, but he has not been enthusiastic about any hobby for more than three months except martial arts.

Xie Sicheng suddenly became a heart of pity, and the two sympathized with each other, one blow, one knocked, and then another song, until the sound of the three drums came outside, Xie Sicheng's eyes showed a tired look, and said: "The night is dark, Brother Huo might as well go back first, and we will play again tomorrow." ”

Huo Qingzhou was not tired, he said: "No, no, I have a good time talking with Brother Xie, you and I don't need to sleep tonight, tomorrow morning when you hear the chicken, it is really a blessing in life, Brother Xie, what do you think?" ”

Xie Sicheng didn't expect that Huo Qingzhou would actually want to stay and sleep with him, he smiled and said, "There is still an empty house here, I'll let Uncle Wang clean it up for Brother Huo." ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to have no need to clean up, I'll live with you, and we can still talk softly in the moonlight?" Huo Qingzhou said, walked to the window, pushed open the Linghua window, and saw that his two entourages were stopped by the old man named Uncle Wang, who stretched out his arms...... Don't get tired!

Looking up, Haoyue was in the sky, Huo Qingzhou turned around, his face was happy, and he said to Xie Sicheng: "Brother Xie, look at it, what a beautiful moonlight." ”

So that night, Xie Sicheng slept in the same bed with someone else for the first time in his life, and he was still a man.

Huo Qingzhou seems to have forgotten the purpose of his coming to Tongzhou, he forgot to find his father, and he forgot his two retinues.

He chattered endlessly, excited to make a friend like Xie Sicheng, and he was as excited as a child.

Finally, Xie Sicheng couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep.

Huo Qingzhou's voice became lower and lower, and then there was an even sound of breathing.

There was a deathly silence all around, and you could hear a pin dropping.

Huo Qingzhou slowly opened his eyes, the lamp in front of the bed was like a bean, there were no curtains, the moonlight spilled in through the Korean paper, and he could see the furnishings in the room clearly.

This is Xie Sicheng's bedroom, just like Xie Sicheng, delicate and elegant, spotless.

Huo Qingzhou couldn't help but think of his house, whether it was in Huaishu Hutong or Taishan Academy, everything that could be seen everywhere in his house was his beloved things.

There is the costume of the little phoenix girl he won by pushing pai gow, the stone he carried back from the top of Mount Tai, and the tiger he painted when he was five years old, and the big copper hammer he bought when he was ten years old......

But as elegant as Xie Sicheng, there is nothing personal in his room.

Every piece of furniture, every ornament, although good, can be bought.

Just find a local, give him some silver, and promise that within an hour, you will be able to get all these things in order in the house.

Huo Qingzhou smiled, this courtyard and this house are all temporary.

He wanted to get up quietly, but he turned over the courtyard, but he lay still.

Huo Jiu's people sent their father to Tongzhou, which is a coincidence. Huo Jiu's people didn't expect his father to come to Tongzhou, but he said it casually because he didn't want to reveal Huo Jiu's whereabouts, but his father really came.

When Zhang Ting came to Tongzhou, Huo Jiu ordered him to come to his father Huo Jiang.

Zhanhuai arrived in Tongzhou, but it was planned in advance.

Thinking of this, Huo Qingzhou's heart moved.

Zhanhuai has been to Tongzhou, this is true, Zhang Ting was ordered by his master, and it is also true that he came to Tongzhou.

But what about the father?

In fact, no one saw him come to Tongzhou, but when Cai Qin talked about his visit to Shuangjing Hutong that day, Huo Jiu and himself naturally thought that his father had come to Tongzhou.

Huo Qingzhou's heart is like a galloping horse, did his father come to Tongzhou, if not, then where did he go in the past two days?

There is also Zhang Ting, he obviously came to find his father Huo Jiang, why did he inquire about Xie Sicheng again?

Could it be that Zhang Ting knew Xie Sicheng before?

If Zhang Ting knows Xie Sicheng, then Huo Jiu may also know, what is the origin of this Xie Sicheng, and what is the purpose of setting up this bureau to lure himself into the urn?

The reason why he came to Tongzhou was because he heard that Jin Yiwei and Zhanhuai had done it in Tongzhou, and he was worried that his father, a scholar, would suffer from the disaster of pond fish, so he hurried to Tongzhou.

He made a temporary decision, unless someone preempted him and told Xie Sicheng the news, how could Xie Sicheng know that he would come, and wait for him here.

Huo Qingzhou was puzzled, but one thing was clear to him.

The guy in the inn deliberately told him that Zhang Ting was looking for a young man with a jade flute.

Just now, when he followed Xie Sicheng into the house to sleep, Uncle Wang came in and said that his two entourages were still outside, so he pretended not to care, waved his hand, and asked Uncle Wang to tell Ruyan and Ruwu to let them go back to the inn first, and said that he gave the innkeeper a dime of silver, and asked Ruyan and Ruwu to let the guy buy a few side dishes, and they would be sent over tomorrow morning.

Ruyan and Ruwu have been by his side, of course he didn't give the guy more money, I hope these two can hear what he has to say, and arrest the guy for interrogation.

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