There is an otherworldly Confucianism in the previous dynasty who once divided this life into eightfolds.

The first is to study diligently, when I was young, I read thousands of books, chasing the wind and catching the moon and not staying, and the end of the flat is the spring mountain.

The second is light madness, when you are young, you are young and vigorous, and the young man should have great ambitions, and when he rides a horse to step on Pingchuan.

The third is arrogance, when he was young, he was high-spirited, the spring breeze was proud, and he saw all the Chang'an flowers in one day.

The fourth is calm, in the prime of life, the experience is some, the bamboo cane and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, and the smoke and rain are in the life.

The fifth is Enron, when he is middle-aged, everything is bearish, and so is the happiness in the world, and everything has flowed in vain since ancient times.

The sixth is casual, in old age, over a thousand sails, with the rich and poor and happy, not to laugh is an idiot.

To the seventh is the sound of the big sound, the elephant invisible open-minded and transparent, the mountain high has its own passenger road, and the water depth has its own ferryman.

The eighth is an old and old, a hundred and unworldly, who does not talk about human affairs, and is a person who has nothing to do in the world.

Naturally, it is a light body that cares about nothing else, and these two people, one big and one small, who never seem to have anything to worry about, naturally can't understand and can't understand what these three people are thinking at the moment.

Even if I heard last night that the so-called Fu Ying intends to invade the Great Zhou, Xiaocha is still young and may not understand the severity, but for He Qingshan, who is drunk today and drunk today, regardless of tomorrow's happiness and sorrow, she has already reached the sixth weight of her age, although she is just a storyteller, she is just a storyteller who has told the Son of Heaven once and has some fame.

It's none of your business.

After all, if you don't have anything to worry about, every day is a good time.

This is the master.

Ye Yao made tea with He Qingshan again, and the well-behaved little tea had already begun to be busy cleaning this small house that did not belong to her, inside and out, busy before and after.

There is another topic in the night.

"If I'm not mistaken, Xiaocha should be the granddaughter of Lingshi He Youhe's predecessor."

Gently pinching the tea cup, He Qingshan carefully tasted this brew of Tang tea, which should be seen everywhere.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this Tang Tea is the most ordinary tea in the world, and in the tea stalls and taverns in the streets and alleys, only this Tang Tea is free, and you can see the value of it not on the table.

Think about the time when in the tide pavilion of Jiangning City in the East China Sea, Wang Zeng, the king of Ning, who was named Jiangning, boiled a spoonful of "one or two gold for fairy buds" in front of him, and it seems that it is not as good as the light cyan aftertaste in the lamp in front of him.

Hearing Ye Yao's words, He Qingshan, who was immersed in the fragrance of tea, came back to his senses, this time he didn't have as many thoughts as before, and said: "Didn't the third prince know, five or six years ago, the master's family was killed by a traitor, leaving the only flesh and blood, and I couldn't give it up, so I could only let her suffer some sins with me. ”

Hearing that He Qingshan mentioned the Jinling tragedy that shocked the government and the opposition back then, it seemed that he had forgotten the topic that the other party had just mentioned with great interest, but Ye Yaoer was interested in this and asked: "Who did Senior He offend back then, and even his kind character was persecuted?" Even the beggars can't find any clues for countless disciples? ”

It is not a little girl's appearance, holding the most favorite flour oil cake of the common people in Chang'an City, Xi'an with one hand, and a large bowl full of rice porridge with coarse porcelain in the other, squatting on the chair more comfortably than the idle men on the street, He Qingshan muttered: "I was also in the capital at the time, and after receiving the news from the gang, I just went back to deal with the aftermath, and the Jinling City government was also vague about this matter. ”

There is no pain in the tone after the death of a loved one, which should be silent and ruthless.

Ye Ya Yi did not politely avoid this question, and continued to ask, "Then is it really too bad?" ”

He Qingshan, who had never thought of eating with tea, put the dishes and chopsticks down, and the old god said, "Of course not." I've inquired a lot over the years, and there must be clues. ”

The night is full of curiosity.

As if he had grasped a game, the storyteller who was eating with tea was full of smiles, and said in the tone of the joke he had just made fun of her at night: "I want to know?" Then you have to promise me one condition. ”

Ye Yaoer was stunned and smiled: "You, this is a really fast learner." ”

Naturally, there was really no need for Ye Yao to promise anything, He Qingshan said bluntly: "Actually, for the things of the year, if the second lady is really interested, you can ask Ye Siye." ”

The hand that poured the water shook and made some splashes.

The fourth master of the night.

There is only one family in the whole world surnamed Ye, and there is only one who can have this title, and there is only the marquis crown in the palace with a different surname, who is not rewarded by the court in the year of the crown, and is not succeeded by the heirs of the prince in the year of the crown. Just because he has no position, no position and no power, those who are familiar with each other or not will be known according to him at home, and he will be called the fourth master of the night. Even according to the etiquette system, it does not exceed the rules, and it is not disrespectful in terms of identity.

He Qingshan naturally saw the slight movement in Ye Yao's hand, smiled slightly, and said, "It's been a long time, it's just old things, don't mention it." ”

What is revealed in the tone is not the forgetting of the years diluting the old things, but the freedom and freedom that only comes after seeing through the world.

It's really like an old friend who hasn't seen him for many years gossiping, not like the two big men who are silent and quiet like the three nights and the two big men who forget their worries, and the night is up again, asking: "Tell me how you met with Waka." ”

He Qingshan looked at the small tea in the courtyard, and said: "Because seven or eight years ago, Hege's visit to Da Zhou was recommended by the third son, and he knew my details to some extent. Alas, it's strange to say, when I met you guys, my damn curiosity was hit again and again. ”

Provoked the night to shake his head and sneer.

Thinking that he was a little tired from squatting, He Qingshan, who finally put down his legs, stretched his waist and then coiled Erlang's legs, and continued: "On the way, I also overheard that there was a Fuying martial artist in Luoyang who was gathering people to go to Phoenix City, Yuzhou, which is not good for your sister and brother.

"It's also too good for me, I just thought about the purpose of coming here with the song, so I played some careful thoughts, so that several leaders of the three sects and families on Songshan made a trip, thinking about making this guy spit out the truth, I never thought that he would not say anything if he did it, and he had to say the purpose of the third son of the sword. I don't understand, what is the reason why he, the prince of Fuying, can trust the third prince so much? The righteous words are heavy, but they are not so serious, right, fighting with four people in the dark, and they are also tight-lipped? Silly or not. ”

Listening to He Qingshan's eloquent words, Ye Yaoer listened quietly, and made sure that the other party was not continuing, first deducted the tea cup one by one, and the tea was tasteless after three brews.

As soon as the movements in his hand were finished, Ye Yaoyi said slowly: "Actually, you outsiders are all curious. The friendship between men and men is comparable to Jin Jian, maybe it is a bowl of wine and a sentence, which is a lifelong friendship. ”

He Qingshan was noncommittal, after all, he had said that some books, those green forests and grasses that burned yellow paper and worshiped the handles were not exactly like this.

The word righteousness is the head, which makes people incomprehensible.

It seems that he has also opened the conversation, and the night has changed his words, and he said: "Actually, we women and men have to be in love, love, can't we succeed?" Can't you also be like their grandfathers? My relationship with Waka is just a matter of affection and courtesy, but it's not as unbearable as you think. Actually, a lot of things aren't that complicated, it's just that you think too much. ”

Hearing that Ye Yaoer seemed to want to talk about this unknown "love affair between men and women", He Qingshan suddenly came to his senses again, and quickly solved the problem of eating in three or two bites, and waited quietly.

It's no wonder that she's like this, it's not because of her storytelling skills.

He Qingshan was originally the daughter of the Li family, although the family was not a big family with a lot of money in that state, but the ancestors were good at running the family and running the family, and the life in her hometown was not very rich, but it was also more solid than the upper and lower than the bottom, at least there was some surplus money to idle some real estate and fields.

He Qingshan was frail and sickly when he was young, and a Taoist priest from You Fang calculated that she was too good in eight characters, not that she could bear the physique of a woman who was already negative, but because she was sick from childhood to adulthood, and she did not get better after seeking medical advice and medicine. Fortunately, the Li family is also a family that does good deeds and accumulates virtue in the local area, and another Taoist priest from Youfang said a way that is not a way, telling the Li family that this girl has to be raised cheaply, so that the child recognized a local person named Huazi as a godfather.

It is also through her bond that the Li family often helps the beggars around them to call for flowers, whether it is an ascetic monk or a traveling Taoist, as long as they enter the Li family, it is definitely a hospitality of good wine and meat. Not to mention, He Qingshan's health has really improved day by day since then.

Until she was twelve or thirteen years old, the Li family's good deeds attracted an old flower, and she was so old that she was afraid that she would be choked in the next moment.

Of course, this old flower is only the appearance, if you really want to talk about this body, I am afraid that it is not much for a young descendant, after all, the laughter of the old flower when it appeared is still fresh in He Qingshan's memory, and the general young man is estimated not to have that strong breath.

That year, the self-proclaimed "long-tongued Weng" Lao Hua said when he saw He Qingshan that she had a lot of eyes and wanted to be accepted as an apprentice. He Qingshan's father naturally did not refuse, but regarded it as his daughter with an additional layer of identity and a good fate.

It's just that I never thought that in two or three years, when He Qingshan and Lu were young, the long-tongued man who had almost forgotten the Li family came to the door again, and insisted on taking He Qingshan out for a trip.

The Li family naturally won't agree, after all, what kind of system does a girl's family follow a girl named Hanako to go south and north? Besides, the exact identity of this old flower is only his own family, and he doesn't know anything, how can he rest assured?

But no one expected that He Qingshan, whose girlfriend name was Li Sui at that time, readily agreed despite the opposition of his family, and secretly followed the master who only had one side of the relationship and started a purposeless adventure.

It was only after that that He Qingshan learned the true identity of the master, He You, the leader of the world's largest gang of beggars, and the other identity was the famous storyteller of the Great Zhou, He Changyu.

In a few years, the world will not hear Li Sui, but know He Qingshan.

He You has said more than once that He Qingshan is talented and flexible, and he is a rare talent in the line of storytelling. He Qingshan is also competitive, and it is rare to be famous as a woman in Dazhou in just ten years.

Naturally, it is also a storyteller, a habit developed over the years, and most of the jokes are walking through the streets and alleys, laughing and talking after tea and dinner, compared to this kind of national event that she may not encounter in her life, He Qingshan has a sense of professional ethics, and it is not as interesting as listening to the "love" story of the young lady who can be named the county lord of the prince's family and the prince of the East Palace in a foreign country.

Because of this, I saw that Ye Yao was going to talk about the twists and turns of He Qingshan, and he was very interested.

Unable to hear the other party speak, he seemed to have guessed He Qingshan's expression at this time, smiled lightly, and said: "I and Hege also met when he led the delegation to my Great Zhou seven or eight years ago. ”

Thinking of recalling those old things that should only be known to him, Ye Yaoer's face unconsciously climbed a smile, and the warm spring light sprinkled into the room, just falling on that face.

Looking at this He Qingshan, who was quite proud of his face, he felt in a trance for a moment that he hated giving birth to a daughter.