Time does not stop, every minute does not decrease, and time passes quietly unconsciously, which is a comfort for some people, but it is like a nightmare for a class of people, time creates a lot, and dissipates a lot of things.

A piece of startling wood shot up, the surrounding spectators responded again and again, this is a famous teahouse in the capital of Mangguo, this hall has no signboard, only two or three children at the door of the door on the seventh day to walk on the street, meet the fate of the person will give one, as a ticket to enter the teahouse, no ticket can not enter. Because the children are different each week, there is no one on the street to track them down or offer them in exchange.

This teahouse storyteller is born with white and black hair, a leisurely look like a born person, his sleeves are breezy, his slightly squinted eyes seem to be looking at the audience sitting in front of him with a smile in his heart, and he glimpses a young man dressed as a city guard, although he is young, he has a strong body, as if he has the strength to handle it. In the distance, Xiang Yu noticed this gaze, and his eyes were intertwined, and the latter took his gaze away from Xiang Yu with a smile.

Xiang Yu was on the way home from the north gate, Rao was stopped by a child with an innocent face, and after asking Xiang Yusuo for candy, he took out a teahouse ticket from his sleeve and handed it to Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu has lived here for fifteen years, and naturally has some understanding of this teahouse here, and asked that although it has only been established for five years, its reputation has spread throughout the country. Xiang Yu got this opportunity today, and Side's mother knew that she would not blame it for this, so she went to the appointment.

Xiang Yu was punished for the construction of the North City Gate, and it was now the third day, although Xiang Yu tried his best to say that he wanted to move bricks and mud tiles, and push stones and trees, but he was stopped by General Chu on the grounds that "manpower has been placed". After two days, Xiang Yu was stunned that he didn't have to work hard in his body except for doing his own coolies, but his head was instilled by General Chu with a lot of ways to build the city wall, and the idea of camping with Zamu, because it was taught by the elders, and he was punished for his crimes, Xiang Yu listened very seriously, and the words of the next three days were memorized by heart.

Let's talk about the teahouse, everyone urged again and again, to start this storytelling quickly, the storyteller Junnian seems to have been recorded, holding the ancient wood and beating it again, Lang smiled: "People come and go all over the world, bustling, this teahouse has been a book for five years." Today, I would like to share with you the anecdotes of the south of the country and the south of the north country, and I hope you can enjoy listening to it. Contemptible Ming Zijing, one of the storytellers of this museum. After speaking, Mingzi bowed and made a big salute, and then sat down in the lecture hall, opened the fan of a national embroidered pen and paper in his hand, and began to speak indifferently.

"The ice is the seat, and the mink is not clothed. In the south of the southern country, through the words of the Taoist merchants, the thickness of the ice is about ten meters, and there are no carriages and horses. Its land is demarcated as the boundary, it is cold winter all year round, it is difficult to see the grass and trees at the edge of the station, and it is even more difficult to find the lonely goose in the air. Originally, the people on the border of the southern country thought that this cold land was the dangerous boundary of the world, and they could not easily venture into it, and they had no sense to explore its boundary, but the border boundary was rich in water and grass, and the herdsmen in the south stayed in it all seasons and used grass to herd birds, and they were at ease for a while.

As the season passed, the herdsmen drove the beasts to the north, wanting to exchange the poultry for money and resources, and rushed one day at a time, but they found that the poultry they brought were getting fewer and fewer, and the herdsmen counted more than ten of them, and suspected that the unknown beast came to take them away. It's the night watch, and everyone doesn't realize that there's anything wrong, and there is no shortage of poultry during the day, but-"

The storyteller's eyes widened slightly, as if he was listening to the gods, and he chuckled and said: "I went that day, but I found that one of my companions died violently in the wilderness, and there were no swords and sword wounds on his body. Everyone stayed in place for a night, holding the things they brought, farm tools and equipment gathered together to stay together, day after day, the cattle and sheep raised by their own family died again, and the number of people who taught them was all safe.

The herdsmen drove the cattle and horses to the north again, this time they no longer guarded the poultry, and finally arrived in a small country in the south, where a total of 23 cattle and horses were lost, and the road was exactly 23 days. ”

At this point in the story, the faces of the people were different, some of them looked disdainful, as if they were not only not afraid of this matter, but also did not believe it, and some of them looked panicked, or muttered in deep thought. The teahouse was silent for a moment, and just as everyone wanted to speak again, Mingzi Jing was shocked by the sound of the wood again, and said faintly: "But this matter is not over."

"The shepherd drove the poultry to a small country in the south, and when he had reached the end of his journey, he hastily cleared the poultry and gave it to the market, either to the palace or to every house, in exchange for abundant supplies and food, and the people counted their bags and lived in the country at night.

The three watchmen carried lanterns in the alleys, saw the lights of every household suddenly turned on, the whole country in the inner room wailed, through the paper curtain to see the figure of the hideous dance, the watchman was frightened and trembling and did not dare to move, I don't know how long it took, the lights of every house went out, the watchman broke out in a cold sweat, and ran to the city defense in a panic, and the night patrol officers also heard the piercing cry, in the lonely street, the yellowed lanterns and a group of city patrols stayed until dawn.

When the day finally dawned, the whole city was quiet, and the group thought early in the morning that they had to make money and wanted to go out to return to the pasture, but they didn't expect to see a person on the street, and then they were stopped by the city guards for interrogation. It was confirmed that the wailers of that night had finally returned to heaven and died, implicating the ministers, and even the royal family..."In response to this result, Ming Zijing's face was heavy, and he stopped speaking when he spoke of forbidden words, and the listeners were shocked and shocked, and it was difficult to dispel them for a while.

"Isn't it because of the quality of the poultry?" Xiang Yu asked in a deep tone, but his face didn't show how scared he was.

"It's not good.. Yes" Mingzi Jing stood up and stretched his waist, and asked as if he didn't care: "Is the young man surprised, his face is not afraid?"

"Because it's the first time I've heard about a story, I haven't been too deep in the play, and I don't believe in ghosts and gods. ”

Ming Zijing listened to the young man's answer in front of him, looked at it intently, and saw the eyes of Xiang Yu, who were as clear as water and flawless as the blue sky, and nodded: "I thought that this matter could scare the guests, but I couldn't scare a young man, it seems that my talent for telling books needs to be strengthened." ”

Xiang Yu raised his eyebrows and saluted: "Mr. has first-class storytelling ability, it is the first time that the younger generation has encountered such a rendering character, and he is stunned by the story of Mr., which makes the younger generation not very interested, and he does not believe in this kind of sophistry." ”

These visitors have different identities, some are gorgeously dressed, some are dressed in cloth and peasant clothes, some are old and white-bearded, and they are as young as Xiang Yu at ease.

The creaking sound of the wooden door came, and the few children guarding the door opened the door, and the group of listeners knew that the story was over, and this time the story was over, so they went out and left. Ming Zijing slapped the paper fan in his hand, and watched everyone leave with a smile on his face, Xiang Yu saw that the matter was over, and he also got up and left. After the audience left, the door of the teahouse closed again, and the next opening time was the next seventh day.

Outside the teahouse, the street passers-by or merchants saw the crowd coming out of the teahouse, all of them were full of envy, and their eyes couldn't wait to look at the teahouse a few more times, and most of the people who came out of the teahouse did not look good, and the second time the listener came out of the teahouse couldn't help but sigh that this time was more frivolous than the last time, not interesting, and the group was attached to chatting about homely things, and Xiang Yu had to look straight at his own house.

Xiang Yu and Yang Le had previously agreed to three days, and now it is the third day, the actual construction of the place where the north city gate is to be strengthened is almost the same, and the rest is that Xiang Yu is unable to help at this time, General Chu let Xiang Yu return home first, and sent this half a day's work, did not think much about this Yu, promised to agree.

The sky is gradually darkening, walking on the street, people come in an endless stream, somehow tonight the street is more complicated, the shouting is more loud, the footsteps of passers-by seem to be more anxious, for the Mangguo fashion is simple and diligent and nothing to worry about, this situation is really a rare case, Xiang Yu only felt puzzled, did not think much about it, just want to return home as soon as possible.

Approaching the setting of the sun, there was only a round of afterglow left under the canopy, the teahouse was in the southeast of the national capital, and it was nearly an hour to walk to the distance of Xiang Yu, who was walking quickly, and it was almost an hour to arrive, seeing that the sky had not darkened, Xiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and accelerated his pace to the residence.

Just when Xiang Yu saw the gate of the old mansion, Xiang Yu was shocked by a figure next to him, this figure leaned sideways against the stone wall of the house, this northwest corner does not see a person every day, let alone someone to visit at this time, this figure is very slender and makes Xiang Yu feel strange.

picked up a rotten wooden stick, but Xiang Yu didn't check it again, just took the wooden stick and touched the figure, and after getting closer, Xiang Yu saw that the figure was sniffing the flowers he had planted, but his heart was relieved but he didn't relax his vigilance, and continued to touch. Sensing the footsteps, the slender figure suddenly turned around, saw a pair of big eyes staring at him in the deep alley, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Mom!

Hearing this figure shouting first, Xiang Yu's expression was restrained, he threw the wooden stick aside, and said coldly and hostilely: "Who are you and why are you here?"

"It turns out that you are human, why are you quiet?" The figure didn't care at all about Xiang Yu's question, and said with a little thought: "Could it be that you planted these flowers?"

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"Who are you, what are you doing here?" Xiang Yu asked out loud for the second time, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes, for Xiang Yu, this mansion in the northwest corner is the reverse scale of the heart, and outsiders can't easily enter the place.

The figure seemed to sense Xiang Yu's serious attitude, and replied with a slight salute: "Ji Fu Ji Changyi, please forgive me for not wanting to trespass here." ”

Hearing the name of Ji Fu, Xiang Yu's face finally returned to normal, and he immediately replied: "Because my mother is here to support me, I have to be cautious." I have heard that Jifu is benevolent and moral, and the people in the city are more enthusiastic about Jifu, and Jifu often does goodwill. Xiang Yu knew in his heart that the person who could be called by his house must be a person with a head and a face in Ji Mansion, and if he was not the head of the family, he was one of the three sons, and the third son of Ji Mansion was honest and had a very high reputation. Therefore, Xiang Yu's attitude changed so quickly.

"Brother Yu is too modest," Ji Changyi smiled on his face, "If the Ji Mansion really has such great ability, then the capital will definitely improve..." After that, Ji Changyi patted his mouth again, and bluntly said that he was not very good at speaking, and he still felt that it was not right to say it.

Xiang Yu reciprocated with a long smile, he didn't care about these words, stretched out his hand to welcome the guest and pointed to the door of the house, Ji Changyi smiled and nodded, and the two entered the house together, and the afterglow under the canopy was finally completely extinguished, but the temperature did not decrease, and it was as warm as spring.

Entering this mansion seemed to be a very novel adventure for Ji Changyi, the humble and childlike Ji Changyi looked around, and for a while he said something, raised his finger to the sky, and squatted down to look at the moss.

"It turns out that Brother Yu's house is so interesting, the environment is elegant and enviable, it seems that he lives in the mountain garden, the mountain garden in the capital, so it doesn't make people jealous. As one of the four major families in the Imperial City, the prince of Ji Mansion said this bluntly, Xiang Yu just chuckled and shook his head, this poor man could not change it, but it became enviable in the mouth of this son.

Xiang Yu led Ji Changyi all the way to the open space on the side of Qinglian's bedroom, and asked Ji Changyi to wait for a while before going to ask his mother Qinglian for a while. Qinglian was applied externally through the warm couch and medicinal wine, but her expression improved a lot, her original swollen body dissipated a lot, and her personal demeanor also had a ruddy blood color.

In a few words, Qinglian is not guilty of Xiang Yu's late return from listening to the book, but it is said that Xiang Yu is right, and Qinglian of the Southeast Teahouse has also heard of it, and it is worth going. The two chatted lightly again, and Qinglian only felt that Xiang Yu's thinking was clearer, and his personality seemed to have changed, but she didn't ask deeply.

When Xiang Yu came to see Ji Changyi with firewood, the latter sat on the ground, not feeling dirty on the ground at all, but like a child who likes to play with mossy vines.

Xiang Yu lit a fire on the ground, Ji Changyi watched from the side with wide eyes, imitating Xiang Yu's arrangement of firewood and firewood, and then lit the fire and continued to add firewood.

"Late to ask," Xiang Yu's body was excited, but he really remembered to ask Ji Changyi: "I don't know what Ji Gongzi was thinking about in front of the door before?"

"Oh yes!" Ji Changyi seemed to sigh in surprise, "I just came to you to find a kind of flower, its taste is refreshing, but the flower-like branches and leaves do not bloom often, they do not bloom when the sun shines, and they bloom from time to time when it rains." A very unique flower, I wonder if Brother Yu has heard of it?"

Xiang Yu thought about it for a while, and replied with a smile: "Although the branches and leaves of the flower are shaped, the flowers are very full, and when they are in full bloom, they are like the scorching sun, and the dazzling colors make the surroundings seem to be gloomy. At this point, Xiang Yu thought of the long queue he saw in the Moon Pavilion that day, and after a while, he chuckled and shook his head to dispel the unknown thoughts in his heart.

"The flower name is 'Jun Moyi', I call it that, but I don't know what others call it. Seeing Ji Changyi's eyes looking straight at him, Xiang Yu hurriedly added.

"'Jun Moyi'?" Ji Changyi got up and patted his cuffs, looking up to the sky and said: "There are stories everywhere in the world, but I don't think glory and wealth are better than these."

"Why is Ji Gongzi looking for this flower?"

Ji Changyi took a deep breath, and said with kindness on his face: "Today, the princess has just recovered from her illness, and the king invited the Xiyue Pavilion to dance to the cloud tower, and the grand occasion is an adventure, how many people want to go there to see the style." How many people envy the top brand dance of the Moon Pavilion every year, and this year it is said that he wants to have a flower before he is willing to dance... So the king summoned the city guards to search for the streets, and even outside the city, but after all, there was no result. Now it is directly listed on the city wall, and whoever can find the flower can climb the cloud tower to enjoy the beautiful woman of the Moon Pavilion. I love to raise flowers in my life, and I like yin and yang, rain and sunshine, so I think of the ruins of the northwest of the capital, and I happen to walk in the afternoon, step by step, and I met Brother Yu before the sun set. ”

Xiang Yu lost his mind for a while, and said softly: "Although that flower is extremely beautiful, it must open in order to compete with all things. With all due respect, if the flowers are picked, the roots can indeed grow again, but after the harvesting, the delusional desire to open is too harsh. Even if it is harvested by you today, it will be difficult to witness its opening..."

The two looked at each other for a long time, Xiang Yu nodded lightly to show that this was indeed the case, Ji Changyi sighed, and just about to speak, Xiang Yu said again: "I am just talking about the truth, if Brother Changyi really wants it, how can I refuse." ”

After that, Xiang Yu got up and set up the pot rack, put the prepared rice and fresh meat from Mangguo in the pot, and beckoned Ji Changyi to go with him. The latter was overjoyed for a while and hurriedly followed.

In front of this house is a burst of sand and gravel, the ground is muddy and difficult to walk, only the place where you often walk can pass people, and in the middle is a square, on both sides are pavilions, dilapidated houses, and a new wooden house built with heart, and then go to the deep courtyard, is a dry and exhausted pond, the remnants of flowers and willows are scattered on this hard soil, there is a well in this waterless pond, this well is covered by a wooden cover, Xiang Yu and Ji Changyi stood next to the well, both hands lifted the wooden cover, and the two of them saw a gurgling flower.

The flowers were intertwined and clustered together, and if you counted them carefully, there were no less than forty or fifty of them, and their rhizomes stretched all the way to the bottom of the well, and it was impossible to discern their actual height in the night. The reddish branches and leaves are indeed scattered in shape, and there are three layers of these branches and leaves, the same color is smaller and smaller, and the three layers have different angles, standing at the top of the lotus flower, it looks like a lotus flower. The flower bud is at the very top, which seems to be wrapped in three petals, and when you look through the white petals, you can see that the stamens inside are shining like candles. The 'Jun Moyi' is like a sleeping fairy, and the hazy and unglamorous form at the moment is like a beautiful woman who is shy and unwilling to see people, and it may also be disdainful of seeing people.

"This..."Ji Changyi's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of pampering and anticipation.

"You can take flowers, but you can't take roots. Xiang Yu said indifferently, his eyes seemed to be extra careful, his hands seemed a little trembling, Ji Changyi was aware of it, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Xiang Yu's mouth.

As if making a difficult decision, Xiang Yu finally took off the three flowers with branches and leaves, and then handed them over to Ji Changyi without saying a word.

Taking the flower, Ji Changyi looked at the well, then looked up at Xiang Yu and thanked: "Thank you Brother Yu today, 'Jun Moyi', if he needs help in the future, even if he comes to my Ji Mansion to find me, he will not push it out if he can." ”

After pondering for a long time, Xiang Yulu said: "Ji Gongzi has said a word, if I have something to need in the future, I will be brave and welcome." ”

Ji Changyi's eyes looked at the flowers in his hand as if they were sleeping, and his eyes were nostalgic.

After a while, Ji Changyi's gaze narrowed, and Xiang Yu took the lead in leading him to the place where the lights were gradually shining after he put the wooden cover back. When he arrived at the place where the lights were shining, Xiang Yu said goodbye, and the latter seemed to be accepted by a family, and a group of people swarmed towards the direction of the cloud building.

Xiang Yu looked far away, and then returned to a dark alley, in front of the house, faintly saw that the food was smoking with the firelight, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile, and he walked towards the deep courtyard of the house.

Suddenly, beside the fire, a figure in a black robe with a black cloth on his face was standing, and when he heard the sound of footsteps, he turned his head to look at Xiang Yu, and looked at Xiang Yu only to feel that it was a pair of eyes that were as clean as the blue sky but as cold as ice.