"Okay, does it still hurt?" Xiao Xiangyu raised her head, stroked the hair hanging on her forehead with her hand, and smiled slightly.

"It hurts." Hawker Road. It's not that my hands hurt, it's my heart, I've been hurting for years, and I shiver when I get hurt.

"Why don't you just go to the back kitchen of my Yihong Courtyard to do chores?" Xiao Xiangyu suddenly said, "It must be more than you make more money than setting up a stall on the street, my little girls like your wontons, and your goddaughter is very handsome, why don't you just follow me, I will definitely be able to make her one of the top brands in Yihong Courtyard." ”

"You!" When the hawker heard this, he laughed and laughed.

"What's wrong with me? The girls in my Yihong Courtyard are all selling their arts, not selling themselves, I see that little girl can also play the flute, and she has to accept her only if she plays well, do you think our Yihong Courtyard is so casual? Why are you staring at me, are you afraid of losing your reputation! You are so high, why did you come to me every day to listen to music! Xiao Xiangyu said angrily.

The hawker was dumbfounded.

"Hmph, you were high-flying, proud and arrogant, you thought you were invincible in the world when you knew a little martial arts, and you thought you were the first in the world when you could do a few crooked poems, and no one took it seriously! Do you remember the poem you wrote me? When Xiao Xiangyu talked about the past, the corners of his mouth rose and his eyes were bright.

At that time, the peddler was not the same as he is now, but he was a graceful and suave boy, who spent a lot of money in Jiangnan Yihong Courtyard, just to listen to Xiaoxiangyu's flute.

At that time, Xiaoxiangyu was still a girl, beautiful and extraordinary, like a fairy who accidentally fell into the world.

"Hmph, you must remember, you will pretend!" Xiaoxiang Yu said, "I read it to you, the wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are in spring, when I see Xiaoxiang in the palm of my hand, I am not famous and unmarried, but I know that I am not as good as others...... What a broken poem! You yourself are inferior to others! ”

"Xiaoxiang, you were so beautiful back then." The corner of the hawker's mouth also showed a smile, and he finally dared to look at Xiao Xiangyu carefully, but saw that there were already faint crow's feet in the corners of her eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Am I not beautiful now?" Xiao Xiangyu said angrily, "Is it a person, Lao Zhuhuang, you don't like it!" ”

"In my heart, you are always the most beautiful." The peddler said, "It's not early, I should go back, otherwise Pujia will be worried." ”

"Actually, you don't have to come, I'll help you clean it up, I don't want you to kill people anymore......" Xiao Xiangyu glanced at a puddle of pus on the ground, which was gradually seeping into the cracks of the bricks, "It turns out that your goddaughter's name is Pu Jia, what a nice name...... You taught her the flute music I taught you, right? ”

"I didn't teach her, she learned it herself." Hawker Road.

"Play this tune when you think of me, don't you?" Xiao Xiangyu asked softly.

"It's been a long time since I've played it, and I've forgotten the tune." The peddler said lightly.

"I made this piece myself, and I haven't played it since you left, but when I was in Fengyang City some time ago, I heard it again, do you know who played it?" Xiaoxiangyu said, "It's Zhang Chuqiu's apprentice, your nephew, that kid from Baili Qingyun." ”

"Humph!" The peddler snorted coldly, his face very unhappy.

He is none other than Qiu Changqing.

"Changqing, I know that others don't dare to say this to you, and I shouldn't tell you, but the grievances between you and Zhang Chuqiu really have nothing to do with other young people." Xiao Xiangyu said leisurely, "Your Xuanying Sword Sect always has to be passed on, your senior brothers are already like that, do you still let their generation not get along?" ”

"Don't tell me this, go tell Zhang Chuqiu!" Qiu Changqing said.

"Zhang Chuqiu is a righteous gentleman, but he is also very stubborn, don't you know your own junior brother? If you don't explain it to him, he will never forgive you. Xiaoxiang Yu said.

"Why do I want him to forgive?" Qiu Changqing said coldly.

"He blamed you for killing so many senior brothers, but he didn't know that if you didn't kill them, they would kill Zhang Chuqiu, they were all crazy, but you didn't, you went to Xuanming to discuss the sword just to stop them, right? No one else understands you, and neither does your junior brother, but I do. Xiaoxiang Yu said.

Qiu Changqing was silent, but two lines of hot tears flowed down and flowed into his mouth, sour and astringent.

"You don't know, do you? Emei's Tzuyun Master is dead. Xiao Xiangyu suddenly said, "The last time I saw her, she was still in good spirits and full of energy, I thought she would be old and not die, and live to be a hundred years old, and I thought that I would have time to go to Mount Emei to block her, but I didn't expect to leave." ”

"Ahh Qiu Changqing was also taken aback when he heard this, "I remember that Master Tzuyun is not yet seventy years old, right?" She has profound internal skills, and she is a person who cultivates meditation, how can she ...... Alas! ”

"The rivers and lakes are not old, but the old people have gradually fallen apart, you said that she is dead, the little grudge I had with her at the beginning, is it worth mentioning? Now I regret it, if I knew this, I would definitely find a chance to resolve it with her, so as not to feel uncomfortable in my heart at the moment. Xiaoxiang Yu said.

"What joy is there in life, and what is there in fear of death? Joy and sorrow, eventually dust, pity my world, there are many sorrows......" Qiu Changqing wiped his face, his crutches lightly touched the ground, the person had already left the temple gate, and the voice came from afar, "I'm leaving." ”

"Hey, just go." Xiao Xiangyu wanted to catch up, but stopped as soon as her body moved.

What's the use of catching up with him? The past years are no longer recoverable.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a line of blurred handwriting on the ground, but it was drawn by Qiu Changqing with a cane just now, and he squatted down to look at it carefully, but it was a vaguely recognizable poem.

'The mountains and rivers are broken, and I have mercy on my dreams, and I am now overwhelmed by illness, only dreaming of idlers and not dreams! ’

Suddenly mixed feelings, can't be yourself.

Xiao Chen decided to go and see Xiao Xiangyu, after all, this is his territory, Xiao Xiangyu is Nan Qiao's master, and he can't pretend to be confused, anyway, sooner or later, he will see him.

By the way, he pulled up Baili, first, he wanted to see Qiuyue, and secondly, he followed, and he also had a bottom in his heart, in case he started, there was a helper.

Baili Qingyun's injuries are almost healed, this kid is really resistant to tossing, he belongs to Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, of course, fortunately there is a fat man, and his methods are really special!

After walking out, he walked out of two streets and found that Xiao Ye and Ouyang Yunyi were also following behind his buttocks, and summoned him to scold people first.

We're not going shopping, we're going to the Qinglou, you kid is a minor, so it's not good to go there.

Xiao Ye hurriedly said that we are not with my brother all the way, but we are also all the way, but we are not going to the Qinglou, we are going to eat wontons!

I ate someone's wonton last night, and I didn't give the money, so I'll pay them back by the way.

And last night, the young lady gave herself a beautiful little gift, and he had nothing but gold locks on his body at that time, so he didn't give anything to others.

When he came out just now, he specially asked Fu Yan for a gold-inlaid wolf tooth, ready to give back to the young lady.

You say that Xiao Ye, a child who is so particular, can eat overlord meals?