"Full!"

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the Hou Mansion."

Wang Zhuozhuo's face flushed, "Then am I going to live in your house?" ”

Of course, Li Hui knew what Wang Zhuozhuo meant.

Women who dare to come to their husbands' houses before marriage in this era are not good at stubble, at least they know very well what they want.

Wang Zhuozhuo is actually only a little over fourteen years old, and Wang Zhuozhuo is still full of anxiety about everything in the future, like most women in Datang, she is just an ordinary person.

The difference in growth trajectory cannot replace the lack of this era, nor can it replace the lack of female nature.

Girls at this age are always so impulsive and easy to fall into the yearning for love.

"You can as long as you want."

Li Hui replied to Wang Zhuozhuo in Wang Tong's words.

As soon as Li Hui finished speaking, Wang Zhuozhuo raised his head and smiled proudly, the laughter became louder and louder, and the flowers and branches trembled.

Li Hui looked up at the moonlight in the sky, somehow, tonight was so beautiful.

"Shall I sing you a song?"

Li Hui said coldly.

Wang Zhuozhuo was extremely surprised, "Li Hui, you can still sing?" Is it a ditty? Which genre? ”

Wang Zhuozhuo's understanding of songs is still in the small songs and operas, in the majestic or graceful and delicate five-tone melodies included in the values of the Tang Dynasty.

"That's the feeling of spring, not just there, the field of recovery......"

Li Hui did not answer, but spoke directly, at this moment, Li Hui's control of the voice was meticulous, and the ethereal voice contained a yearning for a peaceful life, a vision for the future, and a peep for everything in life.

Although Wang Zhuozhuo is a little unfamiliar with this tune and a little unaccustomed to it, he naturally has his reason for wanting to sing it from Li Hui.

So I closed my eyes and listened.

This is a song of later generations, a quiet and indifferent song, the world is cold and warm, flowers bloom and fall, nothing but nature.

Qi Ping has completed the explanation of the Hou Ye, he walks with the wind, with light on his face, and there are still many unstable factors in Chang'an late at night.

After the people in the east and west markets dispersed, all the lights in Chang'an were still shining, but the difference was that no one appreciated the brilliance of these lights.

Seventy people, silently, slowly rushed towards the direction of the city gate, holding the token of the Hou Ye, and could leave at any time.

As for how Hou Ye went to explain to His Majesty, Hou Ye said that he didn't have to worry about it.

There are fewer guards on Suzaku Street, and generally in the second half of the night, the people of Chang'an, who have been tired for a day and indulged for a day, have already returned home and enjoyed the life of their wives and children on the hot kang. The rich went to the concubine, and the yellow-faced woman in the family couldn't save their hearts through the autumn water.

The richer ones went directly to the Qinglou, Pingkangfang was lively, and it would not stop until dawn, and the fighting spirit of those women for money would never stop.

Qi Ping through Daye Fang, here belongs to Chang'an, the connection between the ordinary area and the suburbs of the rich district, generally speaking, from here, Chang'an is divided, behind Qi Ping, is the core area of Chang'an, where there are all kinds of bureaucratic yamen, there are countless mansions and courtyards of rich and noble families, there are countless dignitaries.

But after Daye Fang, no one wants to go one step further.

After Dayefang, you will really arrive at the suburbs of Chang'an.

This is a place where the poor live, and it is a past that Qi Ping people cannot forget.

He lives in Qinglongfang and grows up in Qinglongfang, but Qinglongfang can't give him everything.

Crossing the stone road at the end of Daye Fang, Qi Ping sighed.

When the fifth watch arrives, a curfew will be imposed.

This is completely different from the interior of Chang'an.

So at this time, there were no people on the street at the end of Daye Fang, only the screaming raccoon cats, and the rags blown from the north wind out of nowhere.

The north wind is howling, and Qi Ping only needs to go through Andefang to reach the side gate of the south gate of Chang'an.

But Zhang Zhongjian waved his hand and told everyone to stop.

"Mr. Qi Ping, someone is in front of you."

Qi Ping looked at Zhang Zhongjian in surprise, and then at Zhu Yeqing, the expressions of these two people were the same.

They were highly skilled in martial arts and extremely alert, and at this time Qi Ping began to carefully examine his surroundings.

It was so quiet that there was not even the sound of a child crying at night, the tanuki only barked twice, as if they were afraid of something, and scattered away, and there was a rustling sound in the rubble, which was the sound of the tanuki's paws accidentally making contact with the tiles.

"Qi Ping, I knew you would definitely come back."

Knock knock knock......

Hurried footsteps rushed out of the darkness, and at this moment, everyone was silent.

Seventy men breathed slowly, silently.

There were quite a few people on the other side, and it seemed that there were nearly one or two hundred of them, each with an axe in his hand.

They emerged from the corner of Anderfang, blocking the road ahead in an instant.

Qi Ping frowned, "Old Dog Wu, you even want to get involved in the East and West Markets. ”

"Hehe, how can you do it, you can do it, I can."

Wu Da, the leader of the Axe Gang in Chang'an City.

The Axe Gang is fierce in combat, and can be regarded as the best in the Chang'an Gang, they have the support of officials behind them, and in general, no one wants to clash with the Axe Gang.

Qi Ping was thinking about whether to fight, and there was a sound of small footsteps behind him, and the steps of these people were light, and they seemed to be practicing their families.

"Qi Ping, how many disciples you arrest my Feitian Gang today, how many knives you will have to suffer!"

"I can't imagine that you pickpockets dare to call yourself the Flying Gang, it's better to call Lao Mud Look."

Qi Ping said lightly.

"Hehe, I'm not the kind of petty thief for a long time, of course, among the gangsters, someone makes a move, you can catch it, why chop your hands?"

Shi Jiu is the leader of the Feitian Gang, this name has no culture when you hear it, it is taken from the Flying Heavens, maybe these petty thieves never want to make themselves educated, after all, it is too tiring to pretend to be educated.

What to pretend, only the grandson is pretended.

"Cutting off people's wealth, such as killing your parents, Qi Ping has come to repay it today."

Qi Ping sighed, "Your helpers are doing too much, and the poor people are also doing it, so naturally I can't let it go." ”

"Breaking hands and feet is just a lesson, and begging is also a craft, isn't that what you're good at?"

Qi Ping sneered at each other, not falling behind at all.

"Hehe, Qi Ping, do you remember Lao Tzu!"

Qi Ping heard this rough and reckless voice, and immediately knew who it was.

This is the gang leader who was once driven to the south of the city by himself.

Wildfire gang leader, Chen Yan.

Qi Ping never expected that tonight's low-key behavior would be known by these people.

Zhang Zhongjian and Zhu Yeqing shook their heads at this time, "Mr. Qi Ping, it seems that after you leave, there will be their spies in places like the East City and the West Market. ”

This is not surprising, Qi Ping is not there, and the people in the East and West Cities have no clue, and it is normal to be infiltrated.