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In the third year of Xuanhe, the five yellows are all in Tai Sui. In that year, the river burst its embankment in Enzhou, and the yellow water surged, causing 100,000 people to be displaced, and the people were unable to make a living.

This catastrophe was great, but it was far away. Because I'm in Luoyang.

Xijing Luoyang City, Wanshi Building. This is the inheritance of my ancestors.

When Emperor Taizu led a large army out of Kaifeng City to Chenqiaoyi, his restless little brothers caught an elderly tailor outside Kaifeng City and forced him to make a dragon robe overnight.

The next day, Emperor Taizu added a yellow robe, launched the Chenqiao Mutiny, and became emperor. According to the records of historical materials of all dynasties, most of the little people who learned the truth in the mutiny would die miserably. But Emperor Taizu was benevolent, he was amazed by the exquisite workmanship of the dragon robe, and he couldn't bear to kill people with craftsmanship, so he rewarded the old tailor with a gold medal and ten thousand taels of gold.

That old tailor is my ancestor - the folk nickname "one needle embroidery" Xie Dayuan.

My ancestors were just ordinary craftsmen. A shocking change of Chen Qiao's embroidered dragon robe overnight made him deeply realize what a terrible thing it is to be too good in craftsmanship.

Once a person has fame, there will be more rights and wrongs.

So, the old ancestor gave up his skills to become a businessman and opened a steamed bun shop in Luoyang City. However, gold shines no matter what it is forged forged into, and those who are capable do not decline anywhere. After three generations of my family worked diligently and operated their own business, the steamed buns became a big restaurant.

Inheriting for a hundred years, my family's business is getting bigger and bigger.

Although my grandfather was a businessman and ran a restaurant, he liked to dance and make friends with literati since he was a child. By chance, he met a young man with ideals and ambitions, but more importantly, he was very literate, his name was Ouyang Xiu. The two hit it off at first sight, pushed the cup and changed the lamp in the restaurant, talked at night with candles, and wrote a lot of poems.

After Ouyang Xiu left, my grandfather was very lost, and suddenly felt that the world was so big that it was difficult to find good friends, so he built half of the wall outside the restaurant, and posted a notice to the outside to leave a good poem, free of three days of food and lodging.

Since then, more and more people have come to write poetry, some of them are conceited and talented, and some of them want to eat and drink, but in the final analysis, they are all eating and drinking. Watching the splendid chapters fill the walls day by day, my grandfather's mood became more and more relaxed, he reveled in it every day, and the room and board expenses were waived more and more, and before he knew it, the family's business gradually became more and more overwhelmed.

Unintentionally planted willows into the shade, but half of the poetry wall outside the restaurant is famous all over the world, and many literati are proud to be able to leave a poem on the wall.

After the death of my grandfather. My father changed his business strategy, he took down the notice left by my grandfather and replaced it with a new notice, which cost more than 100 taels of food and lodging, and left a poem.

In just half a year, my father not only blocked my grandfather's deficit for many years, but soon became the richest family in Luoyang City.

His father, who was jealous of his talent and was good at business, died of a serious illness at the age of thirty-three. At the age of 16, I took over the family business. After my father was buried in the ground, I saw that it was already crowded with poems

There is no longer a complete place to write.

Whether to expand the wall or seal it away has become the most difficult question before me.

That night, I sat in front of the wall of poetry, hesitating. To ease my anxiety, I counted 9,999 poems on the wall. I suddenly had an idea, tore off the notice left by my father, and wrote a crooked poem in the place where the notice was posted, and collected 10,000 poems.

The next day, I took off the plaque of "Dayuan Bun", which had been inherited at home for a hundred years, and replaced it with a brand new plaque - Wanshilou.

Perhaps the name is too heroic.

Since then, our family's business has been getting better and better.

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I don't know when Wanshilou turned out to be a place where people in the rivers and lakes competed fiercely.

After research, I think that the wide land in front of Wanshi Tower with a radius of ten zhang has created good conditions for the people of the rivers and lakes to compete in martial arts. Since then, Wanshilou has a new selling point - I have divided the seats near the window above the second floor into sections, turning them into elegant seats to watch the martial arts competition of Jianghu people.

It is true that there are conditions for occupying these seats - the minimum consumption, thirty taels of silver.

There are still a lot of rich people.

For example, if you are a big drinker, you will visit the best section on the second floor on the fifteenth of every month. He had gray hair, a long beard, a dress as white as snow, a delicate sword hanging from his waist, and a gilded wine gourd in his hand, which he would take two sips from time to time.

This person rarely orders food when he goes to Wanshilou, and more often he is drinking. From early morning to sunset, he always sat alone in front of the window, looking at the swords and swords outside the window, stunned.

One day, I couldn't help but ask him, why do you come here to drink on the fifteenth day of every month?

He looked at me and said, "Wine can be drunk anywhere, and he didn't come here to drink, but to wait for someone."

I said, I remember the people who came and went in Wanshilou, can you tell me what kind of person you are waiting for, if I meet, I can help you convey it.

He may have been drunk and had a misty look in his eyes. He smiled and told me that he didn't even know what the person he was waiting for looked like, so how could he tell me?

This is a very strange person. But I know that most of the people in this world who have some skills are a little weird. So, from that day on, I started to pay attention to this person.

Another fifteen.

The man arrived as scheduled.

This time, he ordered a table full of good dishes, and specially instructed the guys in the store to prepare two pairs of dishes and chopsticks.

My guess is that the person he's been waiting for is finally coming.

But a day passed. The one he was waiting for still didn't show up. That day, I saw that his face was full of loss.

At that time, there were two Jianghu people competing downstairs. One of them called himself the "Water God Sword" and the other called himself the "Fire God Sword", and the two great gods were incompatible, and they fought a whole down

No winner was decided at noon.

Just as the sun was setting in the west. I suddenly saw a white shadow flash on the window on the second floor, rushing into the middle of the two great gods, and in a breath of danger, the two of them fell to the ground, and they were seriously injured.

The white shadow raised the gilded wine gourd and drank it freely, and scolded, "It's really a shame for your master to fight for a woman." "Say that, and go away.

On that day, I heard from people on the rivers and lakes that the person who went to the second floor to drink every fifteenth day was actually the head of the Qingyun faction, the first major sect of the southern martial arts. His name is Bai Jingxing.

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Half of the wall outside the Ten Thousand Poetry Building is engraved with 9,999 poems by literati, each of which is exquisite and can be called a masterpiece of the time.

There is also a song that is more special, and it is particularly eye-catching. Because it is sloppy, unstylish, and even incomprehensible.

People who have read it often ask me, how much silver did it cost to write this poem on the wall?

My answers to them are all uniform and have not taken a single penny.

I'm telling the truth, because I wrote that poem. But they don't want to believe it, they always like to speculate on some dark insiders to interpret the original above board. Because the facts are uninteresting, they find it more interesting to have an insider interpretation.

But one man believed.

His name is Lu Shi.

He came from a family of scholars. His father was a Jinshi in Xining for three years, the official Zhishang Shuyoucheng, the Baozhang Pavilion to be systematized, and his literary attainments were very good.

But Lu Shi's personality is incompatible with his family situation, he does not love literature, and prefers martial arts. I like to dance with guns and swords the most, and mingle with the people in the rivers and lakes. He said that he had seen the martial arts of many sects, some of them were fierce, some were subtle, but they all had a common shortcoming, that is, they were not fast enough.

He said that he was going to study a very fast sword technique to defeat the enemy in an instant, even if the sword technique was crude, but as long as he did not give the opponent a chance to draw his sword, he would win.

He said that he knew that this kind of swordsmanship was difficult, but he must practice it.

I have a lot of admiration for this persistent peer. Since then, I have come to him on the fifteenth day of the month to drink. He was obsessed with martial arts, and every time he drank less than half a decade, he would dance in my backyard with a sword and let me comment.

Actually, I don't know martial arts at all, so I can't see if his swordsmanship is powerful. But every time he finished his sword dance, I would applaud him. After all, he pays for wine every time he comes, and I can't save face with my money.

One day, not fifteen. Lu Shi brought a woman to Wanshilou.

Although the woman's face was haggard, she could not hide her stunning beauty, and her gestures carried the temperament of everyone's daughters.

Lu Shi was very indifferent to the woman. As soon as he entered Wanshi Building, he yelled at the woman, "That's all the arrangement of the elders, I don't agree." ”

The woman was aggrieved in every way, and muttered, "The life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, how can you not count?"

It can be heard that this woman should be Lu Shiwei's wife. Probably land

Shi was quite objectionable to this marriage, so he was reluctant to accept it.

Lu Shi went up to the second floor and sat down in the interval where Bai Jingxing usually sits. The woman followed, and sat down across from him. Lu Shi is different from other customers, he is my friend, and he has to be received by me personally.

I asked Lu Shi, what kind of wine do you want to drink today?

Lu Shi said that all kinds of brews are like water, only peach blossoms are drunk.

I ordered someone to make a pot of peach blossom drunk, and just put it on the table, Lu Shi didn't move, and the woman grabbed it in her hand and drank it all. Soon, the woman was drunk.

Placed her behind the guest room. Lu Shi left me money and let me take care of that girl.

I asked him, where are you going?

Lu Shi said that he couldn't practice peerless swordsmanship at home, and he wanted to walk the rivers and lakes, meet more people, and learn more martial arts.

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Lu Shi is gone.

When the woman woke up, she refused to leave.

I said that the guest rooms in Wanshilou were very expensive, and the silver left by Lu Shi was only enough for her to live for three days.

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman began to sob. Tears and rain are pear-blossoms, and they are moving. I was moved by compassion for a moment, and I left the woman for the time being.

The woman told me that her name was Xie Ying, and she was a descendant of Xie Lingyun, a writer from the Southern Dynasty. Her father and Lu Shi's father were officials in the same dynasty and had similar interests, so they made a marriage contract for Lu Shi and Xie Ying, and when the two grew up, they would marry on the same day.

Lu Shi is a person who is obsessed with martial arts. He is very persistent, the sword in his hand has occupied his heart, and he can no longer leave half a space for other women.

It can be said that Xie Ying is more persistent than Lu Shi. She identified Lu Shi, so she came to Luoyang thousands of miles away, just to accompany Lu Shi. She believes that she can impress Lu Shi sooner or later, and she believes that one day she will put on red makeup and be gently lifted by Lu Shi.

Persistent people are precious.

But persistent people are also miserable.

After Lu Shi left, Xie Ying must drink peach blossoms every day. Peach blossoms are not only intoxicating, but they can also be intoxicating. When she got drunk, she began to fantasize, and she said that she saw Lu Shi wearing a colorful veil and riding a white horse to meet her.

That day, she was drunk again.

After getting drunk, Xie Ying walked on the side of the poetry wall with the green wine jug, reading the poems on the wall, with a heartbreaking and confused smile.

It was also at that time that from the other side of the half-walled wall stood a man in brocade, shaking a folding fan of mountains and rivers in his hand, graceful and magnificent.

The man in brocade was staring at my poems, his face full of doubts, and when he turned around, he saw Xie Ying, who was drunk, and was smiling at him stupidly.

Before the brocade-clothed man could react, Xie Ying had already fallen into his arms.

That night, outside Xie Ying's guest room, I heard her intoxicated voice. She called Lu Shi's name, but she didn't know that it was indeed another man holding her.

Early the next morning.

No matter if it was wind or rain last night, no matter who experienced anything, the sun will still be as full as ever

Earth.

At three o'clock in the morning, I still didn't see Xie Ying go downstairs, and I began to worry a little about her safety.

I ordered the maid to push open her door, and a moment later I got a reply—Xie Ying was gone.

On that day, I was inexplicably empty.

I suddenly realized that when something has to appear in your life every day, maybe you don't notice it, but when you wake up one day and find that it has suddenly disappeared, the feeling of emptiness and loss is so strong.

I sat in the private room on the second floor, watching three strangely dressed men punch and kick a gentle scholar outside the window.

Drink a pot of peach blossoms to get drunk.

The feeling of emptiness and loss faded away.

I was surprised and drank another pot.

The scene in front of me has changed. I carried the jade pot in my hand and walked downstairs with it shaking. I saw the door of Wanshilou, a woman with a stunning appearance and a temperament of Ruolan walked over.

I want to invite her to drink. But as soon as I arrived at the door, I felt a cold wind carrying grit in my face. When I opened my eyes again, the woman was gone.

Only then did I understand why Xie Ying saw Lu Shi after drinking the peach blossom drunk.

It turns out that the person you are thinking about in your heart will really stand in front of you from your mind when you are most intoxicated.

(End of chapter)

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