The world is chaotic, and the rivers and lakes are fixed, the world is fixed, and the rivers and lakes are chaotic, talking about all the things in the world, the court of the world is the court after all, and it has never disturbed the rivers and lakes for half a point, and the root cause is nothing more than that the world is not determined in the hands of a country.

The old drunkard and the little drunkard stood side by side, looking at the dart team in the distance, the old drunkard thought of the words that Wang Anshan vaguely remembered when he stood in front of Yinguan City and asked, "I am a generation of Jianghu people, I want to come to seek justice, today I ask for this justice for my wife Wang Qiaoer, I don't know if General Ye can reward his face?"

The justice given by Ye Lingtan is too big, 10,000 Datang dragoons, but unfortunately Wang Anshan can't accept it, and the wind and rain don't move like a mountain, but what if the tornado cooperates with the storm? You know, there are more ants and you can eat elephants, not to mention that the Datang dragoons are recognized by the world as the first army of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

And the retreat that day, whether it was because he remembered that he was a young girl who was not over ten years old and fell into an old injury, Wang Anshan, who originally had the realm of heaven and man and heavenly immortals, lost that martial artist spirit and faded into the realm of heaven and man, whether it was for Wang Qiaoer, who was worried about in his heart.

The old drunkard remembered him, and he didn't know who the old drunkard was, but unfortunately, that day he was drunk, and he didn't ask this middle-aged man if he was bitter, after all, this world is bitter enough, why bother asking people.

The little drunkard just stood aside, seemed to have no heart and lungs, walked the rivers and lakes for ten years, thought that he had seen and experienced countless separations, and he was just a meeting with the young girl and the young people in the dart game, so why was he concerned, but when the wind blew, he felt a little cool, pulled his clothes, and asked: "Old guy, where are we going next?" ”

slapped the little drunkard on the shoulder, and the old drunkard answered: "I'll take you to continue to taste the wine, and taste this pot of wine called Jianghu." Let's go, not far to the west, it is the first wine town in the Chu State, Maoyan Town. ”

The little drunkard smiled and went west by himself, but he didn't notice the slight smile that the old drunkard behind him showed when he looked at his back.

Little bunny, it's been ten years, and you've grown as tall as me. I told you before that when the sky falls, there are tall people on top, and that's all, but my old bones will also be topped for you before I die.

Good Wang Anshan, you go to Ye Lingtan to seek justice, not many people remember, then I will go to Xuanyuan in the Heavenly Palace to seek justice in a few days, and will anyone be able to remember it in the future generations and float this big white for me?

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In addition to the wine shop in the town, there are many Fengyue places and inns, in this ten years of recuperation, Emperor Chu also noticed the biggest gap between Western Chu and Southern Tang, which lies in the stability of the people, so he asked Chen Tang to lead the army to suppress bandits, and let Zhou Zhuang come up with nine strategies to appease the people and the country.

The trade-offs between Western Chu and Southern Tang Dynasty are above the hearts of the people, and this decade is better than a hundred years.

When the little drunkard walked through the street, he heard "Little boy, let's play the piano in the pavilion tonight, does the boy appreciate his face?" His face was as shy as a red glow, especially when the old bustard's hand was wrapped around his arm, his feet were like rooted in an old tree, and he couldn't move, but he turned back to the old drunkard who was watching the play behind him and threw a begging look for help.

The old drunkard stepped forward and took the old bustard's hand: "This mother, my family is thin-skinned and tight-skinned, and she has only swam from other places, and it is the first time she has entered Maoyan Town, and she can't stand these frightes." ”

The old bustard only covered his mouth and smiled: "Then you, old man, do you want to go upstairs and sit, or what?" ”

"Hey, I just took my family to this Maoyan Town to ask for a few sips of wine, if I can avoid the yellow and white things, and drink a few sips of Xichu's softness, it would be great. The old drunkard looked at the old bustard, and there was a trace of memory in his eyes, this time he was looking forward to returning home after being away from home for a long time, and the feeling of leaving home with wine at home suddenly came to his heart.

looked at this ruined old man, and then looked at this fair-eyed little man, and sighed in his heart, "It's a pity, even such a little boy is dressed so sloppily, it's really a little unladylike, compared to back then...... It's just that if the idiot in my family hadn't passed away, he would be this age now. The woman sighed in her heart, how ridiculous this situation was.

With thousands of emotions, she only touched the little drunkard's head, and then turned around and said, "Fortunately, the seats in the pavilion are not full, and touching you, a handsome young man, can be regarded as compensating for the wine money." Then he pinched the little drunkard's face, and when he saw the little drunkard's dissatisfied eyes, the old drunkard smashed his mouth twice, "In this world, it's still his mother's beautiful food." ”

The old bustard pretended not to hear, but let them go upstairs, and found another well-dressed boy and began to talk.

If it weren't for the old and young people, who evoked the memories of her former husband and son in her heart, the bleakness of the three of them fleeing the chaos together in the war that year came to her heart, she would not have done such a ridiculous thing, but the down-and-out people go to the Qinglou, although it is really rare, but the Qinglou she opened is a well-known only "vegetarian food" in Maoyan Town, and there is no "meat food".

Someone even ridiculed this old bustard, "Mother Song, your Qingxin Building can be renamed Charity Building, there are three teachings and nine streams in it, who is not complete, no matter how down, as long as it arouses the things in your heart, you can invite it." ”

In the face of this kind of words, the old bustard only smiled, and did not delve into it, but a few taels of wine at night, but he always had to keep tears in his heart, although he had seen the hardships of this world, but the woman named Song Xiaoxiao back then, before his father died, he just hoped that people would be as his name and smile and be healthy all his life.

It's a pity that in the world, things often backfire. So it's not easy for her to do things now, only to be in the moment, and to live in the moment, isn't it? After all, there are too many people who lived yesterday, and too many people can only live yesterday forever.

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On the Qingxin Pavilion, the little drunkard sitting on the side admired the old drunkard who couldn't drink himself, if he hadn't heard the soft music in this pavilion, and there was a feeling of softness in his heart, he couldn't wait to shout loudly.

"Old guy, let's dress up like this, why don't you want me to come to this Fengyue place, is this embarrassing place, go to the roadside wine shop for a drink, the few taels of silver given by Uncle Wang are not unacceptable, and I was rubbed with oil by the woman. Chen Chen's eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and when he saw the wine jug, he took a cup into the cup, drank it in one gulp, and then frowned even more.

"This wine is not cool, it is not as good as Uncle Wang's pots of green wine, what is the strength. Lifting the old drunkard who was squinting and enjoying himself, Chen Chen leaned back on the chair all of a sudden, staring at the old drunkard with his eyes, as if he felt that this could show a trace of murder.

The old drunkard scratched his buttocks, then looked sideways at the little drunkard, and scolded with a smile: "You turtle is really a little ghost, I wish you didn't fall in love with this wine in this life, I will take you to every place for the first time to drink, you haven't understood a truth, this customs, most of them are in the wine, wait a while for the old bustard said that everyone is on stage, you can take a good look, this Xichu song and the Shu folk songs that you praised before, how to distinguish between them." ”

Looking at the angry little face, the old drunkard couldn't help but laugh even more heartily, thinking that it seemed that ten years ago ago, he had never seen such a childish Chen Chen, these ten years, as if living upside down, is not interesting, thinking of this, the old man also lost a little bit of his original lost soul, and became a little more angry.

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The woman wore a purple veil on her face, and at a glance she saw the strange guests on the Qingxin Pavilion, the old man looked at herself with a smile, and the young man, who seemed to be angry at first, looked at himself unconsciously.

The woman smiled and felt an inexplicable sense of pride in her heart, "It turns out that in the past, when I was just a person used to meditate, would I also focus on me, is this the truest thought after losing everything?"

The piano is played and the piano is played, when the slender jade hand strokes the strings of the piano, all the noisy sounds are instantly quiet, and the sound of the piano enters the heart.

The old drunkard closed his eyes, "Girl, your piano skills are still the same as they were back then, they haven't changed, it's really good." Unconsciously, the old man, who hadn't cried for a long time, burst into tears at the corners of his eyes. The young man on the side was already in tears.

"Old fellow, why do I feel, I seem to know this girl, what a familiar feeling, such a familiar stranger. Chen Chen's brows furrowed slightly, his eyelashes fluttered inadvertently, but the tears did not stop.

"This is the so-called wrongdoer, right, the wrongdoer should be resolved rather than settled, how can it be more than a wrongdoer, little guy, is the wine bitter?" Song Xiaoxiao sat next to Chen Chen, and asked with a smile, ridiculous, still a bitter smile, but that bitterness, that sorrow was faint, hidden in her eyes, no matter what, it was just a little guy, he had traveled so far all over the world, and finally went home.

Chen Chen didn't answer, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the song, while the last drop of tears was still hanging in the corners of his eyes, drooping.

Song Xiaoxiao looked at the old drunkard, the old drunkard just shook his head and sighed: "The time has not come, the heart is soft, how can you not be bitter, the little guy has made up for all the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the previous ten years in the past ten years, which is good." ”

Qin Cao saw the young man with tears on his cheeks asleep, plucked the strings more urgently, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes, just as the wind blew and blew down the pavilion. When the strings stopped, Qin Cao got up and made a blessing, and her eyes were still fixed on the young man. After all, although he was young in the past, he was also a beautiful son, her ten thousand blessings, who else can be blessed except him?

Your Excellency Qingxin, there are often people who have no money and no cheek to beg the old bustard to go upstairs to drink and listen to the music for free, but they don't want to miss the Qingxin song of the piano everyone, so they move a bench from nowhere and sit down to listen to the music together.

Wang Er, who had lost the news of his mother-in-law ten years ago, sat down listening to the music as usual, and when he was about to take a sip of the famous liquor in Xichu as usual and the cat scratched the poem to comment, a drop of water fell from nowhere, which happened to fall on the corner of his mouth.

He subconsciously licked it, his eyes were blurred, and he muttered to himself: "Is it raining? ”

Everyone who was waiting for Wang Er's comment laughed, "Wang Er, you are so fucking poor and sour, you really deserve your identity as a sour talent." ”

After drinking a bowl, Wang Er got up and staggered away.

Who knows, the heart is soft and bitter, but the heart is not bitter, why drink; who knows, the cat tickles the heart, the itch is the most difficult but lovesick, a sip of strong wine in the stomach, burn the itch, is the most happy.

Who knows, my second son is just a showman who has repeatedly failed the exam, only you can afford me, but if you lose you, I will have to use what I have learned in my life, wait in this town, wait for the Southern Tang Dynasty to commit again, even if you can't learn to enter the court as a general, you have to be a little soldier, and seek justice for you that no one knows.

Between the girl's eyebrows and eyes, there is the glory and wealth I seek in this life, and there is the moral article that I have kept in this life, but girl, where are you.

A few years later, when the man who didn't know his original name and was only called Wang Er was pierced through the chest with a spear, he smiled on his face and murmured in his heart, girl, I found you, I asked for justice for you, and acted in a martial arts way, which turned out to be much more refreshing than the way of sour Xiucai.

In this Maoyan Town, how many bitter people are drunk and dream of death, but they also put all their thoughts in their drunken personal hearts.

The wine is bitter and soft, and the bitter people drink bitter wine, not seeking to get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, but only to get drunk to show a thousand sorrows, like a cat itching, and the pain is like a fire.