In the workshop, everything is silent again.

Xun Qing was propping up against the wall, his nose was already blue and his face was swollen, and the blood on his forehead was slowly dripping blood, and the face reflected was so embarrassed.

On the ground around, the thugs of the Tsing Yi Club were already the same as Wang Anliu, rolling on the ground and wailing.

Not only because Xun Qing was alone and the machine beasts in the workshop, but even before he reacted, there was a crowd of emotions in the workshop!

Those disciples and young people who had endured for a long time could no longer restrain their anger at this moment.

rushed up with Xun Qing.

A chaotic battle, not at all beautiful and commendable, is like the last struggle of a person who is about to drown in a quagmire, grabbing the legs of the saboteurs and dragging them together to take revenge on the past with one arrow.

But in the lobby, the women and children were already frightened, not only the panicked old man, but also a noisy cry was faintly heard at this moment.

It's hard to hide your fear.

"Brother Qing, are you okay?" A disciple asked nervously.

"It's okay."

Xun Qing shook his head and gasped in dizziness: "I, I'm okay......"

He gasped and kicked the bastard on the ground: "Speak, Wang Anliu, wasn't you very proud just now?" ”

Wang Anliu's expression twitched, and the face couldn't stop spasming, and he retreated with difficulty, cursing hideously: "You can kill me, Xun Qing, but don't forget, you have to pay the price!" ”

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Xun Qing shook his head, was silent for a moment, and said softly, "You are not worthy." ”

"But I will!"

Wang Anliu squirmed and shouted sharply: "If you offend the Tsing Yi Society, you will all die!" All to die! ”

Xun Qing ignored him again.

Just silent.

In the silence, he heard the cries of children and women, and looked at the frightened expressions, but he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"See?"

He looked at those who looked at those who were evasive, and asked suspiciously: "Is it useful for this kind of person to kneel and kowtow?" Can it make your life better? Is it enough to just endure? ”

No one responded.

But in the dead silence, Xun Qing's eyes widened and he roared hoarsely: "You guys, don't you have dignity!" ”

The unwilling roar was so high-pitched that it echoed in the silence like thunder.

Xun Qing stepped forward, glaring angrily at those dodging eyes, those faces with luck, "If you want to keep your home and live in Chang'an City with dignity, is it enough to cry and beg for mercy!" ”

"Lu Gong is just asleep, are you panicking like wild dogs? By shedding tears and begging for mercy, relying on the mercy of others, can we win the future?! ”

Is that talking about them, or about your past self?

Even Xun Qing didn't know.

However, such unwillingness and grief burned like a flame in his chest.

He roared, "Why can't you trust yourself once, believe me once!" ”

"—Why would you rather drown than take a fight!"

"But what else can we do?" The woman hugged the crying child, and her eyes were already red: "Lu Gongdu has already had an accident, what can we grass people who don't even have a household registration do......

"Then I'll do it!"

Xun Qing raised his head and replied: "Even if Lu Gong can't continue, there will still be me!" As long as you support me, you can support me with all your might, just like supporting Lu Gong! ”

The man gasped and solemnly promised:

"If you want to rebuild your home, there is no better way, can't you gamble again!"

Instead of waiting to die of old age like dogs day by day, why can't we regain what we have lost? Or is there anything else you will lose again? ”

"Fuck, fuck it!"

The middle-aged man who was smoking a cigarette stick couldn't stand it anymore, slapped the table with red eyes, and got up: "That's it!" ”

"Yes, that's right!"

"Frankly and who will die!"

More and more voices rang out, more and more unwilling and painful moans and roars. The pain and sorrow that had been accumulating since fourteen years ago were ignited like coals of fire, shining in those confused pupils.

In the end, everyone's eyes were on the top.

The old lady who recited the Buddha in silence.

Mrs. Zhu was also looking at Xun Qing, as if she knew this child she had taken care of since she was a child for the first time, and sighed lightly for a long time: "Ah Qing, you should know that this is not an easy thing." ”

She said, "I'm going to die." ”

"I know what Lu Gong is doing, and I know everything that Lu Gong has suffered." Xun Qing replied solemnly: "I know that I am young and unreliable, but I will never take a step back!" Even if it's broken! ”

"Then do it."

Mrs. Zhu sighed gloomily: "I have an old bone, there is nothing I can do for you, but if there is a place that can make me sell face, just say it...... Also, Ji Lao, after thinking about it for so long, it's time to say something. ”

Beside her, the dim old man who seemed to be dozing off all the time watched all this silently, for a long time, and slowly bowed his head: "I agree." ”

"Money, not a problem." He coiled the jade ring in his hand and made a promise: "Futong has been operating for so many years, and I still have some savings." ”

Mrs. Zhu asked again, "What about Mr. Wang?" ”

"So what else is there to say?"

The old scholar who has educated countless people stroked his white beard: "Young people have the momentum of young people, and what they work hard is also the result of young people...... Do a good job, A-Qing, I support you. ”

As the hall grew, the elders expressed their positions one by one.

At this moment, all the representatives of the remnants of Anle Fang looked at Xun Qing who was stunned.

From this moment on, he is the leader of everyone after Lu Daoxuan.

"Say something, A-Qing." Someone whispered a reminder.

"Say, say what?" Xun Qing still couldn't believe it.

"Say whatever you want." Mrs. Zhu said, "Say what you want to say." ”

"That'...... Thank you, thank you. ”

Xun Qing swallowed nervously and spitted, but when he looked around at those eyes full of expectation and trust, there was invisible courage emerging from his heart.

Not from yourself, but from everyone's support.

It made him puff out his chest.

I finally understood what to say at this moment.

He took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and clenched it.

"Rebuild your home!"

So, there was a thunderous response, and the excited shouts of countless people emerged from the silence and continued all night!

In the distance, the stopped fireworks rose again.

Light up the sky.

.

.

Under the same fireworks, the highest place in Qujiangfang.

The figure behind the curtain quietly overlooks the scenery in the distance.

"Although it's a bit boring to watch too many fireworks, it's quite interesting to see a different scenery occasionally compared to the scenes you are used to seeing in the palace."

Her tone changed and she looked at Shangguan at the bottom of the steps, "However, why don't you seem to be very satisfied?" ”

Shangguan was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly, and saluted: "The queen of heaven's eyes are like torches, and there are just some regrets below." ”

"Regret? After all, manpower is poor, and things are made in seven points, and it is in vain to force perfection, so you don't have to be too harsh. ”

"No, it's just ...... below" She thought for a moment and shook her head: "I originally thought that I could use this to introduce a friend to the queen, but now it seems that if he is as proud as he is, I am afraid that he is not willing to show his head." ”

"Can't you even see me?"

The person behind the curtain laughed and didn't care: "The left and right are just nameless people, and it doesn't matter if you don't see them...... You don't have to regret it, talk to me about it.

I'd like to see how you've improved these days. ”

"Yes."

Shangguan bowed his head.

In the distance, the young man holding the pipa seemed to have never heard it, lowered his head, and played intently.

Don't dare to slack off.

But gradually, the crisp sound of the pipa couldn't suppress the noise and noise that gradually came from below, and the people behind the curtain frowned slightly.

"Don't play it, just stop."

Li Xiang stopped and got up to confess.

"Don't worry, you're a good boy at a young age."

The woman behind the curtain came out, rubbed his hair, and looked down: "What's going on down there?" Wasn't it okay to look at it just now? ”

Shangguan's expression changed, but he could listen carefully, and there was no sound of swords in the noise and noise that was gradually spreading, and he became more and more puzzled.

"I'm going to find out ......"

"No, let's take a look."

The woman dressed as a scribe beside her was the first to walk down the steps: "When we spend a cup of tea here, maybe there will be some good poems in the venue below." It's nice to be able to enjoy it. ”

"Yes."

Shangguan bowed his head and followed behind her.

But the more down, the more high-pitched the hustle and bustle between the gorgeous lanterns, everyone's expressions are extremely complicated, holding the sign in their hands and arguing loudly with others, some people say that they are in a hurry, and they are red-faced and can't suppress their voices.

The gentle literati and writers in the past are now completely elegant.

Caught up in an argument.

Shangguan raised his hand and called the steward, "What's the matter?" ”

"This ...... In the next few years, I have never seen such a spectacular scene. The steward's expression was complicated, and he took the initiative to get out of the way: "Please take a look." ”

At this moment, under the countless lanterns, all the poems have been taken off!

Instead, there are picture scrolls that have been quickly framed and hung, and the brushstrokes and handwriting that sway out at will are like countless stars, filling everyone's sight!

When a gust of wind blows, the bustling 'galaxy' dances slightly, and the poetry of all the people dissipates and they are out of breath.

"It's ......"

Shangguan's footsteps froze, unbelievable.

"The time of a cup of tea, all the poems under the lanterns, have been exhausted." The corners of the steward's eyes twitched, and there were bruises on his face, almost suspecting that he was in a dream.

"It's not like there are some people who are indiscriminately filling the numbers, right?" The woman behind Shangguan said, "Such a contemptuous person should be kicked out." ”

"No, it's not!"

The steward raised his voice, ignoring the warning gaze of the official, and said solemnly to the distinguished guest: "I guarantee my life with my net worth, every song is a wonderful work!" ”

"And...... And ......"

He swallowed and foamed, and said hoarsely, "It's all done by one person!" ”

One person, one cup of tea, in front of everyone's eyes, wrote all the topics of the lantern poetry meeting! None of the people present dared to challenge that lonely, little-known character!

In the long silence, the distinguished guest's slender eyes were slightly raised, as if in amazement.

She looked up at the lanterns of the river and mountains beside her.

The psalms hanging under the lanterns.

Just one glance, you can't take your eyes off it.

"The Yellow River came west to break Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles to touch the Dragon Gate. The waves are surging, Yao Shi sighed......" She murmured softly, as if she could feel the torrents and peaks thousands of miles away, and she couldn't help but be fascinated.

The title of "Mountains and Rivers" was written by this poem!

"Let's look at this one, how can you be the best tonight?" Someone in the distance shouted excitedly: "Too much to keep Yaoqingwei, take advantage of the sunset." The river and sand hunt and ride, and the mountain fire surrounds the ...... Thousands of people, jumping on the paper, how is it insufficient? ”

"Fart, fart! It stinks! ”

The refuter was furious, holding the scroll of poems with a lantern beside him: "Which one can compare to the free and easy sentence 'I am drunk and sleeping, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the qin'!" ”

"Ha, in terms of courage, how can it be like this sentence 'The gate of heaven interrupts the opening of the Chu River'?!"

"Don't get drunk for a few days, climb all over the pool. When will Shimen Road be opened...... It is true that when the floating is white, the wine comes to the wine! ”

There are more poems fluttering in the wind, proudly showing the world the existence of this courage and talent!

'Wu knife cut ribbon and sew dance clothes, bright makeup and beautiful clothes to win the spring', this is the theme of spring.

'The horse newly crossed the white jade saddle, and the moonlight was cold on the battlefield. The sound of the iron drum at the head of the city is still shaking, and the blood of the golden knife in the box has not dried', this is the problem of the plug!

Tiangong Shuixi Temple, Yunjin Zhao Dongguo. Clear turbulence back to the stream, green water around the flying pavilion...... Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is old. Waving his hand, Xiao Xiaoban Ma Ming...... The mountains end with the plains, and the rivers flow into the great wilderness...... The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds ...... Whose jade flute is flying darkly, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles......

Countless psalms are like stars, shining their own light.

When the stars rise, all the afterglow of the glow is not visible. Even at this moment, the dazzling lanterns and distant fireworks have turned into a foil.

A cup of tea time, one person, ninety-one wonderful poems!

The leader has been decided!

The moment the white-clothed boy stepped into the venue, there could be no other outcome.

When the night is over, the stars of the past will be hidden in the darkness.

But there will be a mighty scorching sun hanging over the sky.

No one can ignore this dazzling brilliance.

No one can forget that name.

Written under each psalm!

- Anle Fang, Li Bai!

But at this moment, all of them were full of curiosity and doubt, arguing with each other, asking each other, and talking about all the information related to it.

Where is Anle Place?

Who is Li Bai?

Where is he?!

Shangguan raised his head, looked up at the bright light in front of him, and for a long time, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the steward: "Where is Brother Taibai?" ”

"And the guest said, He was tired, and went to rest."

The steward raised his hand and pointed to the lamplight, on the pavilion beside the curved water, leaning on the pillars and enjoying the back of the evening breeze.

And the distinguished guest who stood outside the door at some point.

In this quiet, which is different from the hustle and bustle, the distinguished guest sighed lightly: "I don't want to be able to 'enter the wine' for a while, so as to know the talent in the world." ”

"What's it?"

Li Bai laughed, leaned on the pillar, and didn't bother to look back: "Except for the wine, it's not the best poem, it's just a foil." ”

"Oh?"

The distinguished guest did not care about his arrogance, but laughed: "The young man is arrogant, and always thinks that the world is nothing more than this...... Today's lantern poetry meeting, your ninety-one poems are nothing ordinary, and no one can match, if these are not good poems, how can they be called good poems? ”

"It's very simple, you'll find out when you go home."

Li Bai looked at the night scene of Chang'an in the distance, raised his finger, and drew an arc slightly.

He said, "My poems are there." ”

Under the bright moon, the light of fireworks in the distance rose again.

He held the wine jug, sniffed the warm fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and was already satisfied: "That is really a masterpiece of ancient times......"

Under the same bright moon.

The bloody and tragic scenes on the long street have been washed away.

But under the reflection of the bright moon, there are countless sword marks from the street, criss-crossing and criss-crossing, like invisible large brushes falling from the clouds, leaving deep marks on the iron and stone.

He who travels through the clouds and rivers has written poems that are more permanent than iron and stone!

proudly and presumptuously declares his existence to the world.

When the simple and low-key carriage stopped on the long street, what was witnessed was this poem written on the long street with the sword as a book.

"It is indeed a poem of great spirit."

The distinguished guest in the carriage sighed lightly, and suddenly laughed: "I don't want Chang'an to have such a person, I said before that he was a nobody, but he underestimated the world."

is so stylish, it is not an exaggeration to call it a fairy in the world. ”

The cleaners of Honglu Temple stood tremblingly under the carriage and mustered up their courage: "Down, down, let's clean up the ......."

"No, just keep it."

The distinguished guest in the car indifferently ordered: "Although it is reckless, but the flaws are not hidden, and let the people of the world and the white-headed people also take a look at this backbone and chivalry." ”

And just like that, the carriage slowly departed.

Under the bright moonlight, only the magnificent psalms remained, reflecting the stars.

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushed off his clothes and went to hide deep with his name......

- This is, "Knight's Journey"!