Since Tai'an City repelled the Xiongnu, the Taiping Dynasty was known throughout the Manchu Dynasty.

Jin Xin is known as a god general, and the official is the third grade.

Because of this, the court sent tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to Tai'an City in Yongzhou, and Jin Xin took advantage of this force to start a counterattack.

The poets of the school palace all praised Jin Xin with pen and ink.

However, Jin Xin responded positively to a chivalrous man named Wang Guangyu, who was the biggest contributor to the defense of the city.

There are different opinions in the court, speculating about who this strange man named Wang Guangyu is.

But none of this is known.

Only He Fengwen, who was young but was called the first assistant by the emperor, smiled and said nothing.

In the Jianghuai School Palace, most of the women write poems

"When you marry someone, you should marry the golden god general, and Huaichun should think of Wang Guangyu."

Only the martial arts girl who was selected as a personal disciple by the master of the Jianghuai Academy Palace looked sideways at the vast Yangtze River.

"Mai half-immortal has gone down to earth to tell fortunes, women can marry golden gods if they change their luck, and men can be king rangers if they change their luck."

Jizhou Ink Mark City.

Wang Guangyu and Li Mobai walked on the street.

Listen to the gossip about him all over the street.

"Wang Ranger appeared on the bank of the Yangtze River, killed an eight-hundred-zhang evil dragon, and left in style."

"Wang Ranger had a peach-colored scandal and had an affair with a Qinglou Oiran."

"Wang Ranger is actually the leader of the Demon Sect, and he killed the Huns for blood sacrifice."

"Wang Ranger came to our city last night and stole a pig from Nancheng Village."

Li Mobai couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

Wang Guangyu's face was full of embarrassment.

"I turned around that day and ran straight away."

Running from Tai'an City to Jizhou Ink Trace City, after a little wind and frost, it also went from late autumn to cold winter.

There was a lot of snow in the city.

But people's lives are not as bleak as Tai'an City.

In the depths of winter, another year is approaching.

As the night gradually engulfs the sunset, red cages are hung in the inkmark city, a peaceful scene.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a peaceful atmosphere."

Wang Guangyu walked on the Avenue of Ink Trace City.

It's like walking on the path at the door of Xigu County.

His face, which had been stiff for a long time, finally put on a smile.

I don't know if I'm happy about the atmosphere of this city.

is still reminiscing about the story of the old man.

Or maybe it's a mix of the two.

These, only he knows.

"Master, last time I snatched a lot of silver taels from that stockade, let's find a restaurant to eat dumplings?"

Li Mobai replied with a smile.

The two led the horses to a restaurant called Baihelou Restaurant, and asked the shopkeeper to add some forage for the two skinny horses.

Shake the wind and snow on your coat and comb your hair a little messy.

Step over the threshold and enter.

The store was steaming hot and full of customers.

Wang Guangyu and Li Mobai found a table and chair and sat down immediately.

I ordered a plate of dumplings with pork filling.

He stretched out his unhealed left arm and was about to move.

A young man who looked like a scholar poured in at the door of the store.

The people in the store seem to be used to this kind of thing, drinking and drinking, and eating.

The shopkeeper picked up the rag on his body and wanted to drive the young man out.

"I'm not here to beg for food, I just fell and fell into this shop, don't chase me, I'll leave by myself."

But the pale face and dry lips had betrayed him.

Wang Guangyu just wanted to stop the young man.

The young man has long since disappeared into the snowstorm.

He was accustomed to seeing too many tragic scenes, but he was not so surprised.

Just a little confused, he continued to deal with this plate of dumplings.

This may be the best meal Wang Guangyu has eaten since he came down the mountain, even if he can catch some game on the road, he lacks auxiliary materials, and it is difficult to swallow.

After paying, he walked out of the store and smacked his mouth, and the wind and frost didn't seem to freeze anymore.

"I know that your kid is hungry for dumplings, although the master picks some of them, he still has a little money."

Li Mobai walked out of the store, carrying a basket of dumplings in his hand.

The two of them walked in the direction of the bolted horse.

But I saw a young man lying in the middle of the snowy alley.

He had already passed out.

"Master, save him, if he goes on like this, he will freeze to death in this snowy night."

Li Mobai nodded.

Wang Guangyu picked up the young man on his back and slowly walked towards the inn.

Entering the inn, Wang Guangyu helped the young man to the bed.

"Along the way, if you are lucky, you can find a cave to withstand the wind and snow, but if you are unlucky, you will have to sleep in the open air, at first I thought that the inn was very ordinary, and I could only rest, but now I feel as comfortable and soft as the emperor's bedroom."

"Boy, the road behind is still long, and when I was still leading the troops to fight, it was common to sleep in the snow."

It was while the master and apprentice were chatting.

The man lying on the bed suddenly coughed violently and came to his senses.

"Who are you two and how am I here?"

"Hey, hey, you kid speak politely, you lay in the snow alley and passed out, or I kindly saved you."

The man suddenly smiled shyly

"I see, I thought I was knocked out by a slave owner and sold somewhere."

As the young man spoke, a discordant sound sounded in his stomach.

Wang Guangyu couldn't bear it, so he could only reluctantly hand the cage of dumplings bought by Li Mobai to the man.

"Let's eat first, and then we'll finish everything we do."

When the young man saw the cage of dumplings, he pushed it away.

"The two of you are from the White Crane Tower, hmph, I know that no one will be so kind."

The man gritted his teeth and was extremely shameless.

"My generation of scholars will not be fed by traitors."

"You probably misunderstood, my master and I are tourists passing through here, and we came here to buy a cage of dumplings, you still eat it, and it should be given by the king ranger on the rivers and lakes."

Hearing this, the man struggled for a long time before finally gobbling it up.

He couldn't care about Sven anymore, grabbed the dumplings with his hands and stuffed them into his mouth.

He said as he ate

"Since it's a tourist, let's leave tomorrow morning, this city is not a good place."

"I am the second son of Qin Jian, the commander of the Northwest today, after the defeat in Liangzhou, my eldest brother and father have died on the battlefield, and they have been fighting for many years, and the Manchu Dynasty is recruiting troops on a large scale, and this ink city is no exception, I am a scholar, and I originally wanted to go to the battlefield, but my eldest brother left it here, saying that the incense of the Qin family cannot be broken."

"When the young and strong people in the city went to the battlefield, their families were not treated well, the owner of the White Crane Tower and the city lord of the Ink Trace City were in cahoots, and they wantonly kidnapped women in the city and sent them to the Qinglou, and started to force the good to make a profiteering for prostitution.

He swallowed the last bite of the dumplings

"Before my father died in battle, I had the identity of the second son of the commander of the Northwest, and I could stop these evil obstacles, but when Liangzhou fell, they showed their true colors, and my current miserable situation is also due to them."

The young man finished the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, and expressed the grievances in his heart.

He suddenly burst into tears and turned to his knees.

"I, Qin Rui, are now penniless, so I can only kneel down to thank you for this meal!"

Without waiting for the master and apprentice to react, the young man snatched the door and went straight to the direction of the White Crane Tower.

He rushed into the White Crane Tower, took a jar of unfinished wine on the table, and turned around to climb to the top of the White Crane Tower.

While drinking wine, he wrote poems on the square plaque of the White Crane Tower.

"The wind and snow come to the moon and the moon, and the white crane sees the restaurant at night."

"The building is full of hatred and hatred, and I am still drunk with gold and paper flowers."