At night, Ning Xiaoling lay on the table, counting the copper coins one by one, she pillowed her arms, looked at Ning Changchang, and asked, "Senior brother, are you really not going to see Sister Xiang'er?"

Ning Changchang said: "What is there to see about Zhao Xiang'er, after becoming the empress, it is estimated that there is no one in her eyes, and there is no poor relative like us in her eyes." ”

Ning Xiaoling smiled hehehe, not believing it at all.

Ning was silent for a long time, and then gave way: "Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, if it is peaceful tonight, we will go." ”

Ning Xiaoling asked, "What can be wrong?"

Ning Changjiu quipped: "Senior brother is worried about the country and the people, what do you know about this little girl?"

Ning Xiaoling smiled perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, senior brother is the most powerful." ”

Ning Chang ignored the little girl's perfunctory and asked, "Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, can't you go out for a walk?"

Ning Xiaoling still had a lot of resentment about not being able to go to the imperial city immediately, and said weakly: "Okay, it's better than being bored at home." ”

Ning Changchang said: "I heard that there will be a river lantern festival to send the river god tonight, and the river lanterns will be full of sand and water, which should be very beautiful." ”

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "Yes, it's a pity that Master didn't come with us, otherwise it should be more interesting." ”

Ning Changchang smiled: "You already dislike your senior brother so much?"

Ning Xiaoling shook his head and said: "How can it be, I just thought about such a good day, but I married my master and cultivated in the mountain gate, which is a pity." ”

Ning Chang said: "You need to think quietly about something when you marry your sister, the prosperous scenery of the world may not be good for her." ”

Ning Xiaoling said hatefully: "That old fox really deserves to die. ”

Ning Changjiu patted her head and said, "So junior sister has to work harder, and in the future, the four summit swords will give your master a long face?"

Ning Xiaoling raised her head and asked, "Senior brother, aren't you going?"

Ning Chang's sleeves hung slightly, and said, "Senior brother hasn't entered the mystery yet, isn't it a shame to go?"

Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips, a little frustrated.

At night, the big red lanterns hanging at the door of every house are lit, if you look down from the whole city, the lanterns hanging in front of the door under the eaves seem to form a huge symbol, but the light is also different shades, there is only a faint light in the dim place, and the bright place is as bright as day.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling walked through the long street, crossed the bustling crowd, caressed the railing, and looked at the river that was rolling away in winter.

On the shore of sand and water, the voices of people are boiling.

In winter, everything withers, the green tile snow and the big lake become ice, only this gurgling sand water still flows, it seems not to be moved by the winter cold, although it is rumored that there are countless ghosts buried in the sand water, but after so many years, I have never really seen the water ghosts eat people, even if it is a mountain ghost that has plagued many cities, it is rare in Linhe City.

People here believe that this is the blessing of the river god, so many families have to drink a bowl of raw water from the river for their coming-of-age ceremony.

Ning Chang leaned on the railing, his eyes fell on the water, and his nails were boringly scraping on the railing.

Ning Xiaoling watched his movements and quipped, "Senior brother, don't you want to carve one to visit here?"

Ning Changjiu withdrew his hand and smiled helplessly.

Ning Xiaoling asked, "Senior brother, do you have something on your mind?"

Ning Chang said, "Why do you ask that?"

Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips and hesitated to speak: "I feel that you feel like you are stuffy in your heart." ”

Ning Chang said: "I'm not unhappy. ”

Ning Xiaoling let out a long tone and said, "I feel that there is nothing good here, but I still want to go back to the peak to listen to the master's lecture." ”

Ning Changchang smiled: "Don't delay your sister's cultivation." ”

Ning Xiaoling snorted and said, "I'm the proud disciple of the master's inner door, the master is very happy when he sees me, where do you know about the bad disciple of the master's outer door in the weather?"

Ning Changchang smiled: "Don't worry, I don't compete with Xiaoling for favor." ”

Ning Xiaoling stood proudly on the edge of the bridge, leaned forward against the railing, reached out and pulled over a willow that had withered but was still flexible, and dragged it around her fingers.

She looked at the big river that ran through the city, this sand water was much clearer than the sand river outside, and at this moment the river lamps were slowly floating from a distance, the river water was overturned with bright colors, and the high attics along the bank were also reflected in the water, stained with the faint brilliance of the lights.

The sound of firecrackers continued to sound, a group of children frolicked by, Ning Xiaoling looked sideways, and happened to see that among the crowd, there was a sedan chair with a dark brown curtain slowly passing by, and when the sedan chair stopped, the crowd frantically hugged it.

Coming down from the sedan chair was an old man in a sixtieth armor, who walked down with the support of the guards, took a blue cane from the side, and walked towards the river on crutches, and the crowd naturally divided a path for him.

Ning Changjiu glanced at it from afar and said, "It should be a certain Confucian or a parent official." ”

Ning Xiaoling looked at the wrinkled face and said, "Everyone seems to respect him very much." ”

Ning Chang said: "Today's River Lantern Festival, celebrities from all walks of life will come to see the lantern and make a wish, and the junior sister can also put a lantern to make a wish later." ”

Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips: "This doesn't work......

Ning Xiaoling snapped and pulled down the willow branch, grabbed it in his hand and shook it, suddenly, there was a noisy sound on the right, Ning Xiaoling didn't look over, just saw the top pavilion of the song building, the lights were lit up one after another, looking from afar, you could see the eight-sided exquisite attic, the light and shadow floating, there was a beautiful shadow of a woman caressing the piano, and there was also a phantom of a woman dancing gracefully.

"What is this going to do?" Ning Xiaoling wondered.

Ning Xiaoling's voice was drowned out in the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and the pedestrians around him had already rushed feverishly towards the bottom of the song tower when the lights were on.

Ning Changjiu also cast his gaze in that direction, in the attic, the lights reflected a pair of dancing shadows, and around him, the discussion sounded loudly and noisily.

"It is said that today is the day when the spring girl combs up, and the Feihualou has been building momentum for so long, and you can finally see the true face of the spring girl, which is said to be extremely beautiful. ”

"Why did you choose today?"

"These days are already lively, everyone has plenty of money at the end of the year, and those rich children are each ready to spend a lot of money, this Feihualou is a well-known gold cave, don't take advantage of the lively days to get enough oil and water, isn't the momentum of the spring girl in vain in the past six months?"

"No matter how good the spring girl is, she is just a singer, can she be so beautiful?"

......

On the banks of the Shashui River, the old man seemed indifferent to everything that was happening around him, but he was silently watching the colorful river, and the river lamps floated in front of him.

A guard beside him whispered: "My lord, why don't I take you to a secluded place first, it is bright and green, and it is easy to stain the eyes of adults." ”

The old man shook his head, just looking at the river, and said, "No need. ”

The crowd that had gathered around them dispersed a lot when the lights of the song tower were turned on, and in the distance, the faint sound of the piano could be heard, accompanied by the singing and flowing into the bleak river.

Beside the old man, a middle-aged man in civilian clothes sighed: "Alas, these people have lived a comfortable life for a few months, and all the hardships of the past have been forgotten...... I don't know!"

The old man raised his hand and shook it gently, and the cold wind poured into the wide sleeves of his coat, but the old man seemed to be unaware, and only stood still.

"Guotai Min'an is a fortunate thing, they know it or not, it doesn't mean much. This can be regarded as a little merit of Zhao Xiang'er. The old man said calmly.

The middle-aged man sneered, lowered his voice and said, "Then Zhao Xiang'er...... She is just a sixteen-year-old woman, why is she in charge of Zhao Kingdom? Are all the old things in the palace crazy? I finally sent away a plague god, and now I have brought her daughter up, and she is really a death-fearing ghost with a bent back!"

The old man pressed his hand and said, "Don't talk about these things too much on weekdays. ”

The middle-aged man said: "In the past, the old gentleman made compromises and asked for perfection, and he finally finalized many terms with Na Jin, in exchange for a few years of health and peace in Linhe City...... These people are really blind!"

On weekdays, the old man would definitely persuade a few words about the misfortune coming out of his mouth and not discussing the government, but today the people are noisy, and no one can hear what they are talking about, and the old man doesn't seem to be worried about letting the ears and eyes hear, and he looks calm from beginning to end.

The old man just said: "Maybe Zhao Xiang'er really has the ability, the old man has been running around in and out for the past two years, and he has been ridiculed by those cold eyes, and finally he can change a city for a few years of peace, he is already satisfied with a clear conscience, the old man only hates that he is not an immortal on the mountain, he can't live a hundred years longer, and then seek peace for the people of Linhe City for a hundred years......"

The middle-aged man looked even more irritable when he listened to the leisurely silk bamboo, and said: "A girl with such a big pomp and circumstance, really think that she is a young lady and princess? These people, where is it worth the hard work of Mr. If the country really dies one day, the daughters of the princes and nobles of Zhao will really become the laughing Goolan singers!"

The old man looked at the river from beginning to end, and suddenly asked, "Do you think that if you let Na Jin Kingdom take charge of Linhe City, everyone's life will be better?"

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this, although they often scolded the monarch in public on weekdays and the like, but the monarch was incompetent and the emperor was far away, and everyone mostly agreed, but now the ruthless empress has taken the throne, although she is a little girl who is still underage, but she is born with a femme fatale, and the previous monarch who is mediocre and weak can never be the same.

The middle-aged man didn't know why the old man had asked this, originally he had finalized many details with the envoy of the Jin Kingdom, and set a lot of regulations and laws, to send this riverside city out of his hand and completely cut off the threat of war, but everything was broken by the rebellion of the imperial city.

A few years ago, this riverside city, even if it was Chinese New Year's Eve, was just a river lantern festival that was not complicated, where there is such a noisy atmosphere now, these bubble-like short-term tranquility can be counted as the credit of the female emperor, but only a far-sighted person like him understands what this means, which means that Zhao Guo and Jin Guo will soon start a never-ending war.

Today's peace and well-being of the people is nothing but a bubble built by stupidity, and the accumulated white bones buried at the bottom of the sand and water are the truth under the national hatred.

And Zhao Guo has been poor and weak for so many years, how can he be able to defeat that tiger and wolf-like strong Jin?

The old man didn't wait for his answer, he looked at the long river that flowed slowly, and said, "The old man thinks...... It won't be good, no matter who is in charge of Linhe City, it won't be good, people's hearts are always greedy, although the country is strong, but the person in the highest position is also a well-known tyrant, the tyrant's power can be stable for a while, but how can he rule thousands of worlds?"

The middle-aged man thought so, and remembered that this old man could be called an iron-blooded Yama when he was a young official, but later he got older, although he was still serious, he was much more peaceful, and he thought that these words had something to do with the changes in his mind over the years.

He asked, "What does the old gentleman think?"

The old man's eyes scattered in the river finally condensed, and in the depths of his eyes, it seemed that he could illuminate the white bones piled up under the river, and he walked to the river with his pestle and cane.

He suddenly said in a deep voice: "The old man is the city lord of Linhe City, and he is the parent official of this city, and he has a clear conscience about resisting the Jin Kingdom twenty years ago, and he has a clear conscience for more than ten years with the old and weak women and children in the city, and he is also worthy of seeking peace with the Jin Kingdom three years ago and seeking peace for the people...... In the next hundred years and thousands of years, only the old man can take care of this city himself, and he can feel at ease......"

The middle-aged man looked at him, and his heart became more and more admired, but he also knew that the old man's ambition was just an ethereal mirage, he was not an immortal and could not ask for that immortality, how could he plan to achieve peace in Linhe City.

The middle-aged man asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

The old man calmed down a little, and he paced up by the river on crutches, and said to himself, "Let's wait until tomorrow is over." ”

Spending the New Year safely is the top priority now, after all, this is the first year in these years, but after the spring of the next year, it will inevitably be chaotic again.

The middle-aged man accompanied him for a walk by the river and asked, "What do you think the old gentleman thinks our Zhao country has a chance of winning?"

The old man let out a long sigh and said, "What are the odds of winning? Does it matter? If there is really a war, we and the country of Najin are only separated by a strip of sand and water, no matter what the final victory is, we estimate that it will be a bleak situation of ten rooms and nine emptiness, and now we have a peaceful and happy moment, and we will have to return it soon after." ”

The middle-aged man looked at the stupid people and asked, "Does that gentleman hate them?"

The old man shook his head and said, "If the people are all smart, then what else do we need to do?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Well, everything we are doing now is to seek peace for them and find a way to survive, but they ...... Alas. ”

The old man suddenly stopped and said, "How can we make the city peaceful for all generations?"

The middle-aged man frowned, he didn't know why the old man had this question, he always felt in his heart that the old man valued himself a lot, and he even had the intention of entrusting himself with great responsibilities in the future, so when he heard this grand question, he immediately pondered seriously.

After a while, the middle-aged man asked tentatively: "Go to external troubles, theorem and law, adjust people's livelihood?"

The man said this, but he was shocked, and thought to himself, if the old gentleman wanted to try to make Riverside City independent of the two countries, but this was impossible to do.

The old man still shook his head, and said a word that made him stand still for a long time: "What if the people of the whole city are immortal?"

The middle-aged man's brows furrowed almost together, and he thought he had misheard.

Or the elderly...... Lose your marbles.

He didn't have much time to investigate the meaning of the old man's words, because before long the whole city would go crazy.

......

On the Feihua Tower, the remnant snow is illuminated by the lights, like a piece of falling in the courtyard, sprinkled in the girl's flower basket.

Above the tall building, the phantom flows, like undulating waves.

Ning Xiaoling thought that she could see the dance of the sister of the song building without spending money, so she hurriedly pulled Ning Chang and ran over, the long bridge was not very spacious, but now it is so noisy, it is even more crowded, and some people even fell from the bridge into the river, splashing the water and shouting for help.

Ning Chang condensed an invisible hand with his spiritual power and sent them ashore like a boat down the river.

Ning Xiaoling grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the direction of the song tower.

Above the tall building, a window was suddenly pushed open, and as the window opened, the crowd below cheered enthusiastically after a brief pause.

Ning Xiaoling raised her head and looked, just to see that the window of the attic was slowly opened, and then the paper flowers were sprinkled from the air, all of them were folded into the shape of five-petal peach blossoms, and after the sprinkling of paper flowers, a woman with cloud temples knelt obliquely in front of a pitch-black scorched tail plum blossom guqin, her figure was graceful and upright, and her posture was even more beautiful and noble, but the white face did not see any smile, but with a little pitiful sadness.

Zheng!

The sound of the piano rose suddenly, and the first note rose very high, as if there were high mountains rising from the ground, and the big waves cracking the stones, which was extremely incommensurate with her gentle and sorrowful temperament.

The maid beside her also changed her face, and whispered something, but the woman turned a deaf ear, dropped her fingers like flying, and after a few plays, one hand on the edge of the strings, with her little finger on the case, four fingers clustered, trembling at a very fast frequency, the sound of the piano round and round and one after another, and even covered the noise of the crowd several times.

Ning Xiaoling listened, only feeling impassioned in her heart, thinking that this could be the young lady of your noble family who fell here, and she was depressed and depressed, so she used Fuqin to vent?

Ning Changjiu's face changed slightly.

The woman's expression suddenly took on a little pain.

The pains came without warning, without cause, as if she herself had been moved by the generosity and ferocity of the piano, and her face was sad.

Wow.

Upstairs, a fat woman dressed in bright clothes ran up quickly, shouting: "You dead girl, I have raised you for so many years, what are you doing? Let you play the Huai River, what are you playing? Go out to fight and beat the war drums?!"

The fat woman held the fast red cloth in one hand and crossed her waist in the other, scolding and running upward.

Before the fat woman could walk up to the roof, the sound of cracking strings rang out, and the maid's exclamation also rang out, and the rest of the dancing foil women also stopped swaying at this moment and exclaimed.

By the window, the beautiful woman who was playing the piano suddenly stood up and jumped down.

The cries of the crowd rose to unprecedented heights.

Some people think that this is the unique propaganda method of Feihualou, if anyone can catch the beauty who fell from the building, who can spend a good night with it, so no one cares, such a height with both hands to pick up, will it directly make the arm bone crack.

And before the crowd who had caught the woman had time to shout, the cheers became screams.

Blood...... A man grabbed her by the waist, but found that his hands were full of sticky, fresh blood, and everyone dispersed, and the woman fell to the ground, she lay flat, and a dagger was inserted in her lower abdomen at some point, she was dead, but the silver dagger was like her eyes, and she continued to look at the world coldly for her.

The old man on the banks of the Shashui River remained indifferent, because he knew that the chaos of the night had just begun.

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