"I was originally a lazy person in Bitter Water Lane, and I drank wine to tease insects and birds, and I loved to play tricks. Overnight, the storm and the waves were chased, and from then on, my dusty deer cutting knife was no longer hidden. ”

When the sky was bright, Ning Xiaoxiang hummed a small song "Empty City Plan", and Shi Shiran walked out of the fish market.

"Empty City Strategy" is a well-known opera in the Jin and Chu regions, which tells the story of a splashy man who was born in a poor alley, encountered troubled times, experienced a series of ups and downs, and finally rose to become a peerless hero. Twenty years ago, Zhao Dieniang played this role for the first time, and sang and composed the song "Empty City Plan" well, and her skills were amazing, so she became famous in Kyoto and embarked on the road of singing and dancing.

"The secret cultivation technique is amazing, and it is refined into steel when you enter the dragon pool and get out of the tiger's den. Throwing away the battle of life and death, I am a hero, who asks if I am from a low background?" Ning Xiaoxiang hummed a song all the way, turned into a slum alley, circled for a long time, and made sure that no one was following him, before he walked leisurely onto the avenue. His complexion turned pale, his eyes widened, his eyebrows shortened, and his bones returned to their original appearance with a series of thin soft sounds.

After returning to the house to take a bath, Ning Xiaoxiang changed into a white casual clothes, took two Tianluowei's cronies, and went to the Jinling Spring Restaurant on the bank of the Qinhuai River for morning tea.

Walking in the brilliant dawn of late spring, Ning Xiaoxiang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of wind. An old woman fell on the side of the road, and he reached out to help her. Even though the old woman grabbed his clothes and cried that he had knocked herself down, Ning Xiaoxiang didn't get angry, but took out a silver ingot and sent her away with kind words.

A Tianluo Wei smiled: "My lord, I'm in a good mood today." ”

Ning Xiaoxiang smiled heartily: "If you enter our business, you should be happy when you open your eyes early in the morning and see that you are still alive." After a night of torture to extract a confession, he prying out the complete "Six Arts Imperial Formula" from the mouth of his son. Although it is not a profound method, it is the foundation method of the Huiji Kong family. For a person like him from a humble background, it is already a great thing, and he is naturally in a happy mood.

"My lord, this kind of evil slut who will take revenge, why don't you let me cut it with a knife?" asked another Tianluo Wei puzzled.

"That's not a human, it's just an old dog who is barely breathing, why bother with her?" Ning Xiaoxiang waved his hand and sighed softly, "She can't be a human, so she will be a dog." The most difficult thing in this world is actually being a human being. ”

"Adults have long been masters. ”

"That's it! Compared to those pretentious family disciples, the adults have real power, but they are much stronger. The two Tianluo Wei vied with each other for flattery.

"What kind of person is a master, isn't he on an errand for His Majesty, looking at the face of the family? After all, you and I are loyal dogs. ”

Ning Xiaoxiang smiled, and the three of them came to Jinlingchun, in front of this time-honored restaurant in Jiankang, there were already people coming and going, and there was a long queue.

This is the rule set by Jin Lingchun. No matter how high you are, the official is noble, and you have to wait in line honestly when you come in. The chefs here are not humans, but gourmets who are the best in the world with their cooking skills, and behind Jin Lingchun stands a behemoth - the Eight Desolations Business Group.

The Eight Wilderness Merchant Group has great wealth and strength, and its wrists reach the sky, including restaurants, inns, brothels, dental shops, pawnshops, money banks, casinos, and ...... Many businesses spread all over the Eight Desolations, known as the world's first business group, and it is rumored that they have some friendship with the lords of various countries and the queen of the Yu clan.

Ning Xiaoxiang and the three of them waited for more than half an hour before they were ushered into the building by the shopkeeper and offered steaming towels and incense tablets.

"Crispy eel noodles, boiled three silks, soup dumplings, radish cake, sauce phoenix feet, lion's head, ......" Ning Xiaoxiang nodded to the refreshments, wiped his hands with a hot towel, and said, "Take a runic food box and pack a copy of your signature shrimp and eel noodles to take away." ”

The shopkeeper answered, and asked, "Do you want to listen to the music?"

Ning Xiaoxiang was about to refuse, and a Tianluo Wei said: "My lord, Jinling Chunxin has a little girl who rushes to the seat and sings, called Xiao Dan'er." The voice was really amazing, and it tickled all over the body, like a kitten scratching. ”

"That's what the guest officer said. The shopkeeper also warmly recommended, "The guests who have listened to Xiao Dan'er's singing all say that it is not much worse than Zhao Dieniang back then." The guest officer may wish to listen to it, and you will be satisfied. ”

Ning Xiaoxiang picked up the incense piece, took a sip, and said "um" noncommittally.

Not long after, an old man in his fifties carried the huqin on his back and led a beautiful girl of fourteen or fifteen years old to the seat, bent down deeply, and said three thousand blessings.

"Yanren?" Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at the girl's azure pupils and asked casually.

"Uncle's eyes are like torches, and my little girl and I are both Yan people. The old man smiled and said that he looked quite similar to the girl, with blue eyes, a high nose bridge, a concave and convex face, and a tough aura between his eyebrows.

"Which tribe?" Ning Xiaoxiang asked again with his gaze sweeping over the green tendons on the back of the old man's hand.

"Tuyi tribe. The old man put down the huqin, "What kind of tune does the uncle want to order?"

Ning Xiaoxiang hesitated, turned his head sideways, and caught a glimpse of a colorful mural on the opposite wall. After a while, he said indifferently: "Empty city plan." ”

The sound of the piano sounded, and in the sound of the cloud board, Xiao Dan'er's figure was elegant, and his lips opened lightly: "I was originally a lazy person in Kushui Lane......"

Ning Xiaoxiang stared at the mural, the girl in the painting was dressed in a man's robe, her hair tied and crowned, as if dancing to the melodious song and piano music. That was when Zhao Dieniang first debuted, singing "Empty City Strategy" in Jinling Chunzuo, and a painter on the table was moved to paint it on the spot. After many years, the colorful murals became mottled, and even the girl's smart eyes were blurred.

"I'm a hero, who asks ...... from low birth"

Ning Xiaoxiang put down the tea bowl and silently reconciled in his heart. Twenty years ago, he was standing on this floor. At that time, he was just a student of the academy, and he was bullied by the disciples of the family. Hearing Zhao Dieniang sing this sentence, she couldn't help but burst into tears and turned around.

"The strong enemy is serving the city upstairs, I am swordsmanship and singing, Ling Yunzhi's blood is inexhaustible, and there is a lack of a bosom friend in front of me. ”

Twenty years of aftermath of the sound of the beam, the sound of the piano is endless, and the girl in the mural has long been married. Ning Xiaoxiang smiled gently, rewarded a piece of gold, and the father and daughter thanked and retired.

"Keep an eye on them, arrest them, and try them. Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at the backs of the father and daughter, and said quietly.

The two Tianluo Wei were taken aback: "My lord, they are not coming in the right way?"

"That old man's muscles and bones are like iron, his finger joints are thick and convex, his breathing is frustrated, and he has a very good martial arts kung fu. The woman's waist is dexterous, her steps are light, and she has the breath of the demon gate. Ning Xiaoxiang picked up the bamboo chopstick, sandwiched a crystal clear shrimp dumpling, and put it in his mouth. "They are Yan people, don't you think it's strange that Jiankang speaks so well? Nine times out of ten, they are Dayan's spies, and the hand of the embroidery division has always been stretched out. Don't forget, three days later is the summer solstice Meng Yin Festival, and the Yu clan is about to enter Beijing, and spies from all countries and ethnic groups will inevitably come to join in the fun. ”

"Yes. The two Tianluo Wei got up to receive the order, and one of them hesitated and said, "My lord, if these two are not spies, wouldn't they offend the Eight Desolations Merchant Group?"

Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at him lightly: "What is Tianluowei's criterion?"

"It's better to kill the wrong than to let it go. That Tianluo Wei was stunned and said in a low voice, "My subordinates understand." My lord, after judging them......"

"Dispose of it. Ning Xiaoxiang picked up the rune food box, walked out of the restaurant with a smile, and hummed softly. "Ling Yunzhi's blood has been flowing for a long time, and there is a lack of a bosom friend in front of me. ”

The old man's huqin is played very well, and the girl's step gestures are also good, and her singing voice is better.

But he was no longer the boy of the academy twenty years ago.