In the case of Shushui County, it is not surprising that the Qinshui County under the hanging mountain will cut the Shushui County into two halves, and the Liuli River will also divide the county into two parts, north and south, and the peddlers and pawns have a lot to talk about.

Shushui County has gained the great convenience of water transportation, and there have always been many legendary businessmen, and the White Horse Academy, which has two or three out of ten talents in the world, has made the world's scholars flock to it, of course, if it is just like this, why is Shushui County ranked first among the nine counties?

And said that Shushui County is in the north according to the natural barrier hanging mountain, east of the river between the iron county, and Qinshui can be defended, the northwest to Lingshou County as a shield, the south of the glazed trench gap, in that Shushui ancient county area, hundreds of years in the territory of the family forest, the heroic lord rises, the eyes are full of clothes.

Somehow, even if they are from other places, they no longer sigh at what kind of bell ringing and food is in Wuyi Alley, where the Fengming City family must fight, nor do they miss how the starry river of the boat painting boat is.

However, Fengming City is discussing the battle of life and death, and they can all say that it is like that, after Fengming City has a hundred miles of youth, how many children of the family have abandoned literature and martial arts, just to become a saint.

Before the Baili Qingqing Sword picked up the first swordsman in Fengming City, the entire Jianghu was in the doldrums for hundreds of years, although there were also newcomers who emerged, but most of them were short-lived like fireworks, and they couldn't stir up much wind and waves.

Fengming City is lively, but it is not as elegant as Shanshui Village, and the conceited literati who are already slightly inferior will not come to Fengming City to be bored by themselves, and they mostly gather in the wine shops outside Shanshui Village.

At the head of Shanshui Village, there was a woman with a long sword on her back, slender and slender, tied a braided with the thickness of her index finger at the forehead, and the rest of the green silk was tied behind, swaying with the wind negatively, and she just raised her right hand and swiped it slightly, a pair of thin eyebrows like a front, Danfeng's eyes were watery, and the two were like white paste and vegetarian fat, which was better than winter snow and spring, and the red lips under the greasy nose were not dotted, and the mole of the fly's feet above the gills was overwhelming, and the black shirt swaying in the wind was abrupt, but it also lined her with her style.

The hundred miles of Qingqing that was born out of thin air made the rivers and lakes tense and angry all of a sudden. The name of the long sword that is often carried in the hand is called a single symbol, and it is not found in the scriptures.

But the long sword of the Jade God North in Fengming City was broken, but the single rune sword was still in her hand.

Some people in the rivers and lakes say that killing people is a grudge, and slapping their faces is a mortal enemy. Baili Qingqing was born only to make mortal enemies, and disdained to settle grievances.

The mad dog-like Baili Qingqing, within half a year, selected a number of well-known predecessors, and every time they competed, they only broke their weapons and did not kill people. After folding the face of many sects, and also slapped the face of the world's sword furnace, Baili Qingqing's face was still light and light, and he was still enjoying the scenery of Shanshui Village with great interest at this time.

The small river dense mountain village is not large, about 30 households, the roof of the thatched hut last year added to the golden thatch, after the rainy season has also turned black, the villagers who are in the business of making tiles are in response to the saying "mason, build a grass house". The stone bridge on the small river has been stepped on thousands of times, and has long been polished smooth as a mirror, and some small points of the stream, only a few wooden planks have been built, and some are still a little narrow, the water network is dense, and the fields have five grains, which is very elegant.

The weeping willows by the river are lush and green, the willow leaves are like smoke, Baili Qingqing simply entered the wine shop on the side, put the long sword on the table next to it, and the people of Shengdou, who lived a peaceful life on the chair, subconsciously glanced up, and saw that it was the lord who could not be provoked, and he didn't care about the friend who was still called a brother just now, and scattered as a bird and beast.

Baili Qingqing, who was going to use a long sword to pull the dishes and chopsticks on the table, changed his mind, and waved it at will, and the cups and saucers that were still scattered on the table flew out of the window and fell to pieces on the ground.

The little guy who followed behind him was usually used to the fox and fake tiger, and he didn't have any eyesight, so he opened his mouth and scolded: "Where did you come from, and I don't look at whose property it is, I dare to smash the bowl and flip the table in this line, and when I report to my master, I will tell you to rape first and then kill, and you can't get ...... if you die."

The shopkeeper heard this and said that his heart was not good, and he was about to speak to remedy, and looked up at Baili Qingqing, only to see that Baili Qingqing narrowed his cold Danfeng eyes, and the flowing qi was like a willow leaf knife, and the little guy who was full of wounds was dead, and a few guests who were still bold before were already so frightened that they forgot to run away, and another small guy was scared and paralyzed to the ground, and a smell of shame came to his nose.

Baili Qingqing was trying to scare him, glared at the phoenix eyes charmingly, and the little guy who couldn't keep his soul fled in a panic, and the guests eased up and followed the door.

Although the old shopkeeper had already been shocked and stood on the spot, he came back to his senses at this time, cleared his dry throat, took out a mouthful of saliva, swallowed too frivolously, spit out the mortal enemy, and called him how to be good, the shopkeeper quickly adjusted his emotions to make amends and said: "There are many slackness in the shop, the fairy forgives the sins, the fairy forgives the sins, the fairy forgives the ......sins, the fairy forgives the sins," the old shopkeeper who is usually exquisitely thinking has also become clumsy at the moment.

Baili Qingqing didn't care about him, and after sitting down with a stool on his feet, he stared out the window by himself. The old shopkeeper hurriedly left the scene and took the brand-new butterfly, and also took the best Xinfeng old wine, and his hands trembled violently when he poured the wine.

"Xinfeng wine fights ten thousand, how many years has Xianyang Ranger. ”

A long poem, singing all over the rivers and lakes.

"Jun Ge Yang rebelled, and the concubine persuaded Xinfeng wine. ”

A long poem, the song is full of romance.

However, Xianyang has always changed its name constantly, the Daqin Dynasty called it Ruyang City, and the Qinglou Painting Boat no longer drinks the Xinfeng wine, Baili Qingqing likes to drink, and prefers to drink Xinfeng wine, which may be because of the love for its mellowness, or the love of the sword fairy's poem, or for some other reason, others know, but after all, it will not be the love of the scholar.

Xinfeng wine has existed for 300 years, flowing through the blood of iron-blooded men on the battlefield, and has also entered the heroic intestines of rebellious madmen, and has become the three-foot sword qi sword momentum of the sword fairy sword saint, how many Bigu real people wander the world because of it, how many Buddhas have scattered all their Dharma, how many rangers have scattered gold and silver because of it, the world is delicious, and the world is poisonous.

However, in the past 100 years, no one has been called a hero in the rivers and lakes, no one has been called a general on the battlefield, where are the real Taoists? Where is the compassion of the Buddhist family? Xinfeng wine has also disappeared.

Outside the window, the wine flag is hunting in the wind.

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Compared with the birth of Baili Qingqing, the little ruffian who suddenly appeared in Ruyang City did not cause much turmoil.

The death of the only heir of the royal family is already well known, but it coincided with the death of Emperor Qin's only son Yang Hong, and suddenly an illegitimate son Yang Zhi appeared.

However, most people only know that the prince is dead, and they don't know that a prince is coming, so they naturally won't think about anything.

The people who knew the royal illegitimate son Yang Zhi could count the number of his hands in the Daqin Dynasty, but Yang Zhi in the market did not attract much attention.

"Rush, step forward, step forward, peck it, you... Oh... Jump...... Ahh

The old servant next to him was so thin that his skin was covered with bones, and in the morning Yang Zhi'er said with a face: "Don't follow me when I play, I'm as thin as a Mao, and people think that I didn't give you food when they see it!" The old servant nodded and said yes, and after the son left, he quietly followed behind, with an indescribably funny expression on his face that had succeeded in his "clever plan".

Today, the old servant is already present, and he says that there are many people and miscellaneous eyes, so he wants to show his son!

Watching his chicken being pecked, the old servant really pinched his heart, watching the child's chicken peck the opponent, the old servant danced with his hands, eager to give it a bowl of rice to eat at night, and whether there was a bowl of rice in the broken house was a later story.

When the other party's big rooster lowered his head and drilled straight into the chest of the little rooster, the victory or defeat was decided, and the old servant was faster than his own son, and pulled the silver and bronze on the rotten table to the son, and smiled, revealing a few old front teeth, which looked very mad.

The face of the son on the opposite side was extremely ugly, and his arm swept across the thousand armies and copied the chicken's neck in the palm of his hand, and the fighting was struggling weakly.

ruthless, but it was refreshing to dig out the silver, but his face twitched slightly, and he got up and left after snorting coldly, and the servant behind him was also indignant for his son-in-law.

Yang Zhi, who was a villain, was extremely arrogant, and the woman who started the skin and meat business after learning from the Qinglou said charmingly: "Wang Gongzi, why are you leaving! Come back next time! The slave family wants to hurt you!"

Only then did the old servant remember that Childe often taught him to smile without showing his teeth and smile with a treacherous smile.

Brother Gongzi's tutoring is very good, although he is greedy for fun, he will not learn the filthy words of the people in the market, he has no choice but to speed up his pace, his own servants don't care so much, the lord humiliates the ministers to death, and looks at his son's humiliation in front of them, and the cruel words are scolded.

Yang Zhi scolded: "Dog legs, even if your father gives birth to a son without a fart/eye, you dog slave is loyal, and he also gave birth to a son without a fart/eye, now he is loyal, maybe in a few days your son-in-law will dress you as a tired maid, remember to help your father bring up his son!" In addition, the cruel words of the eighteenth generation ancestors are also endless, and the old servant looks at his son-in-law with a look of relief.

The little guy was not polite, and scolded angrily: "Poor like a monkey, and raising an old slave, pretending to be the son of a family, is it a finger to dissipate fatigue, and pick up a night activity on the road?"

Seeing the two scolding and getting closer and closer, the old servant also quickly stepped forward to help his son-in-law, only to see the old servant walk between the two, make a gesture of his hand at the little guy, and come with his sleeves and wrists, which provoked the others to laugh, Yang Zhi even imagined that the son-in-law killed the chicken just now, pinching the old thing to death.

The old servant, who knew that he had made a mistake, walked out of the front of the two armies in despair, and did not forget to throw a wink at his son-in-law and smile apologetically.

Yang Zhi, who was originally playing extraordinarily today, shuddered when he saw this wink, and almost had his tongue wide.

After watching the son walk away, the servant who scolded the war was not good at fighting, spat fiercely, trotted forward to catch up with his son, and Yang spat at the little guy as well.

The smug Yang pointed to the two bubbles of saliva and said to the old servant: "Son, look at the young master's saliva, I can only pull up the silk! ”

The old servant said with admiration: "The son is talented!"

"That's, or that little guy will be your son!" Yang Zhi said proudly.

The boy who walked away looked at the servant who came and nodded slightly in approval, and the waist of the little servant was a little straighter than that of the others.

The triumphant Yang Zhi continued: "Whoever comes, come quickly, quickly." The index finger pointed to a circle of onlookers holding the rooster: "Go down, do you dare?" Seeing that no one dared to go down, Yang Hong simply pushed a large pile of copper coins and broken silver in front of him forward and said: "Don't get along with the money, it's the last game to win or lose!"

"I'll ......"

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Wang Can, who is enjoying the shade under the pavilion of his own mansion, is old and strong, how can the six ministers say that he is perverse, using the method of eating grain, the emperor is still favored, and this year he still holds the post of the secretary of the household department, in charge of the world's money and grain, and also holds the lifeblood of Daqin. After seeing his son come back, he asked casually, "Ziframe, how much money did you lose?"

"There must be a thousand taels!" replied the prince, and his footsteps did not stop.

"It's not much!" Wang Can sighed, thinking that ten taels of silver at that time was all his net worth! Wang Can got up and walked to the room.

The time has passed, but the oil lamp is still lit in Wang Can's room, and the old servant outside the door has called three times, Wang Can still does not feel sleepy, and the elderly people sleep less, think about more things, and remember more things.

Under the oil lamp in the room, Wang Can tried to bite the needle on the sole of his shoe, and tried one on the left, which was a little crispy as soon as he tried to pull out the needle, so he tried to pull out the needle, and then continued to prick the second needle, the second needle in his hand had been pierced, but the tooth had not yet eased up.

Some things that he didn't want to mention when he was young, but when he was old, he wanted to remember it in a different way, and even more so for those who were negative, the girl who often came to Xiaohe to help him wash his clothes by the way, the lark who changed a song from "Guan Ju", and the person who taught him to play the soles of his shoes, finally lived up to it.

I haven't hit the soles of my shoes for many years, and my technique is clumsy, but the few sentences of stitching she said still linger in my ears: "Brother Can, remember it! If you think the needle is rough, grind it on your sideburns, it's easy to use, and if you can't remember it, you will screw your ears!"

At that time, Wang Can always pretended not to remember, so she twisted his ears, and begged her brother to teach him farming, saying that he was stupid, and he would definitely be useless in reading, and he would not be able to be a big official in the future, so he had to learn something useful to live.

She really can't help it, and she said that if you can't learn, forget it, Xiaocan, I will take care of you, I will take care of people. When I want to tell her that he has learned, it is already the time of parting, and the affection has been sad since ancient times, and it is not hurtful to hurt at this time.

Wang Can, who is in her prime, and the days are counted by the day, suddenly wants to write down her story, not according to the plain, not in a formal manner, just write it down so straightforwardly, otherwise he is the only one in this world, and if she hasn't come, he will come in vain.

The sleepless prince vowed to avenge the death, but his father was too strict to find a good way to learn the fight and abuse, so he simply left his father on the pretext of going to school at a friend's house and lived in a fox friend's house.

Without the prince frame of his father's bondage, he slowly learned a lot of vicious insults when he traveled in the market all day, and the tricks of drinking and gambling money, fighting cocks and walking birds naturally became more and more skillful.

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Walking on the streets of Ruyang City, there are two masters and servants who have lost even the rooster.

The old servant in the back said to Yang Zhi: "Childe, don't blame me for saying something!"

Yang Zhi said impatiently: "If you have something, just say it, Young Master Ben is annoyed." ”

The old servant said inadvertently, "I secretly hid a piece of silver before."

Yang scolded with a golden glint in his eyes: "Why did you go earlier, and you don't hide much." ”

The old servant argued: "At that time, I thought that Ben Duo would win more. ”

"Big Doesn't Matter"

"Big"

"Then let's have a good meal"

"Show me"

"Okay, Childe, you wait, give. ”

"That's it?"

"It's a one... Ah no, this little one, forget it, let's call it one, just change it for a few dozen dollars"

On the streets of Ruyang at sunset, there were two muttering masters and servants, the old servant seemed to have not eaten for many days, skinny and skinny, and belonged to the kind of person who would give money if he took a broken bowl.

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On the eighth day of the seventh month, after evening, the fishermen who fished along the river in Shanshui Village had returned to the village by boat, and Baili Qingqing came back to his senses in a whistle, turned his head to look out of the window, and only listened to the fisherman's leisurely voice:

"Long bridge, short bridge, Yang Yan, front and back lotus. People look at the flag out of the wine market, send the boat back to the fisherman, the turmoil is about to rise, and the smoke will be oblique...... Dig mallard duck bucket, turn over the redtail fish jump, the sand is wide and the water is narrow and the river is stable, the garden is short and the road is long, the people fight for the slanting sun, the moon wants to be in the garden when the tide is big, I am more than the sky seems to be no, the flat boat is drunk and blowing...... The mountains and rivers on the side of the bell are far away, the wind and rain at the bottom of the tent are rainy, the hungry crabs are falling into the sand, the birds are reflecting the bamboo, and the girls are resting for the two pulps, in order to sing the song of Wu Nong......"

Sometimes it is real, sometimes it is vague, like an immortal crossing the border.

Baili Qingqing jumped through the window and went straight to the stone bridge, jumped towards the singing fishing boat, and shouted: "Xiao Sheng is chaotic, Baili Qingqing is going to fight with a single rune sword!"