Yan Zhen sat alone in the tent, drinking all over the altar.

Zhang Bushan said indignantly: "Shilu is scheming, and he has been fully prepared for this battle. In addition, the beggar gang is all over the Central Plains, with tens of thousands of people and horses, and the real Golden Fire Hall is also a strong opponent! ”

Yan Zhen sighed: "How can the beggars be under me, who dares to commit it in the world before?" ”

Yan Zhenfu took a sip of the spicy fountain of reminiscence and said, "In the past, I robbed people's camps without much effort. Today, he was robbed and defeated. It really teaches people to think quietly! ”

Zhang Bushan asked, "What about now?" ”

Yan Zhen said: "Teach people to patrol day and night, don't be careless." Yan Zhen got up and sighed: "In the past few days, I have stood still and waited for the changes. The stone road did not dare to act rashly. ”

Zhang Bushan received the order and went out to arrange orders. Yan Zhen paced in the tent alone, sighing to himself that the beggar gang was solid, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. He even sighed that the power of the Lingyun Sword Formation could not be underestimated......

Daybreak. Chaoxia seemed to cover the soft green jade of Wen Liulin with a layer of natural rouge, and he became more vivid and radiant. The willow branches are still falling affectionately. The morning dew is crystal clear, just like the pearls and jade ornamented on the hairpin on the head of the beauty, reflecting the alluring luster.

The birds and birds indulge in singing here, and the voice of the brother is crisp and not messy, orderly but not single, and thousands of passers-by are called to walk, and come here as guests.

The brocade has been waiting by the willow forest at dusk yesterday, waiting for the man who is very close to the Bodhi Temple, waiting for the passer-by from the rivers and lakes called Yuntai.

She is now just a village girl in Huansha Village who raises silkworms and weaves cloth. The world is big, the rivers and lakes are thousands of miles, all this is really too small for her. But Brocade has an unswerving infatuation and persistence, she expects that the person who once saved her life, who gave her a fiery true love, can stay with him for a long time, even if he doesn't know everything about him now, as long as he has a promise, she is willing to spend her life waiting.

This morning, the brocade went to the edge of the Wenliu forest again. She thought to herself, is he coming back today? Why didn't he come last night? "Brocade wandered alone by the edge of the warm willow forest.

The sunset is infinite, and the dusk is coming quietly. Wen Liulin bathed in the last rays of the sunset.

Brocade sits on the riverside, gazing at the gentle flow of water. Brocade slowly got up again, and walked slowly by the river.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the willow forest. Brocade stared at the willow forest in surprise. She also took a few hurried steps towards the willow forest, thinking that at this time, it should be her longing cloud platform.

It's him, it's really him, he's really coming.

The brocade was overjoyed, and the gimbal stood by the willow forest, looking at the brocade gently and abnormally.

After a day of cultivation, Yan Zhen had already recovered from the fatigue of fighting with the beggar gang. When the wine came to his lips late, he finally remembered the agreement with the brocade, in order to dominate the rivers and lakes, he was full of thoughts about the king and the tyrant, and the brocade was just a few words, the plot of that moment, it was just a dream episode last night, and it was left behind, how to worry.

And today, it's a lonely twilight. When the wine was annoying, Yan Zhen remembered the brocade again. He didn't know why, only by the side of the brocade, his heart was calm, and he was not stained with the slightest murderous aura. At Tapestry's side, he was no longer him.

Brocade looked at Yan Zhen, and his face was red. Greeting: "You-you're here!" Without Yan Zhen replying, Brocade said shyly: "You missed the appointment!" ”

Yan Zhen was a little embarrassed for a while, and said slowly: "I-" Yan Zhen didn't say anything.

Brocade said indifferently: "If there is really something, go and get busy, men should focus on their careers, don't delay in the relationship between children and daughters!" ”

Yan Zhen hurriedly said: "I'm fine." If she didn't come to the appointment this time, wouldn't the girl have waited here in vain. ”

Brocade smiled when he heard this, spit out orchid incense, and said, "Who is waiting for you, the person who always breaks your word, and doesn't even tell me what you do?" ”

Yan Zhen sighed: "My career is very big and very tired. ”

Brocade said: "Troubles are all self-inflicted, no matter how big the business is, it can't be the world." No matter how strong a person is, he can't beat the ruthless years, he will take everything away, fight for fame and fortune for a lifetime, who can take away a penny in the end? ”

Yan Zhen nodded and smiled, and said, "I didn't expect you to have such an understanding in Huansha Village, and I don't know what you did in the village?" ”

Brocade said: "I spin and weave cloth every day in Huansha Village, embroidering landscapes, flowers and birds, and the characters should be expressive, so the people in the village named me Brocade." ”

Yan Zhen said: "What is the girl's real name?" ”

Brocade said gloomily for a while: "Sad past, what's the use of mentioning him?" Two years ago, I went to visit my cousin's house in Huansha Village, but when I didn't want to go home, my family suffered a catastrophe and my parents died, so it was better not to mention it. Brocade said lightly: "You just call me Brocade, everyone in Huansha Village calls me that." My cousin and cousin called me the same thing. ”

As they spoke, the two of them slowly walked by the river, and Brocade sighed: "I heard my cousin say that yesterday the beggar gang fought with people in Wujiaogang, and there were many casualties. Don't hurt yourself. Yan Zhen sighed in his heart: "It's really a lot of casualties!" ”

Then he replied: "I have already seen the Shi Gang Master, but I don't know who will win the battle without blame?" ”

Brocade said earnestly: "None of them will win, all they pay is the blood of their disciples for no reason." On the throne of the king who is envied by thousands of people, I don't know how many unjust souls linger. And the road to the throne that leads to a mere seat is full of white bones. ”

looked at Yan Zhen, and said again: "This Taoist ideal must be a person in the rivers and lakes, and the children of Huangtang are tired of hearing it. It's a pity that people are still obsessed and blindly fighting. ”

Looking at the flowing water and hurriing away with a joyful and harmonious movement, Brocade said: "Since ancient times, evil has not prevailed over good, and we all hope that the beggars can repel the wolf thieves. The leader of the stone gang is benevolent in the world, and often helps the villagers who are harassed by bandits, and everyone respects him. What's more, it is his duty to defend the territory and many villagers have joined the battle. The benevolent will be invincible in the world. ”

Yan Zhen's face was already bloodless when he heard the words of the brocade, it turned out that he had been running counter to the brocade. Who dared to count themselves in person in the past? Now that those who do not obey themselves in the rivers and lakes have been produced one by one, I am afraid that the only people in the world who persuade themselves are brocade. Now in front of the brocade, he is too small, and he is a lot more cowardly. It seems that Yan Zhen already knows that what he has done is not tolerated by the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, and he knows that he is wrong.

Seeing that Yan Zhen was indifferent for a while, Brocade asked, "Yuntai, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yan Zhen stood quietly by the river and did not move, listening to the brocade's questioning, and then came back to his senses.