"Hey, you're thinking about her again?"

It was a young man with a saber dressed in a clean round-necked robe, and on the left side of the lower abdomen of the robe, there was a light-colored patch, and on the side of the patch was the knife.

That young man is at most eighteen or nineteen years old, and that knife is not a common style in Datang. The blade is wide, the blade is also wide, the handle is about two hands long, but the blade is less than a meter.

Looking behind the young man, the scabbard wrapped in old cloth was slightly above his shoulder, but there was no sword in the sheath.

He squatted beside the fire, added new wood to the bonfire, and made a crisp "crackling" sound, and was looking at the white-clothed boy on the other side of the bonfire with a somewhat strange expression.

"I'm reading!" the young man in white raised his head a little seriously, as if to express the dislike in his heart.

"It's really the first time I've seen a scholar reading in reverse!"

The saber boy pursed his lips with some disdain, and continued: "Didn't I say you, Han Changli, what is your identity? This time you have entered the imperial capital, at least you are a sure leader in the six important positions of the imperial capital, but you can't help but worry about a little woman every day?"

"This is the tone in which you speak to a soon-to-be-said fourth-grade master?" Han Changli stood up suddenly, his face flushed, his hand holding the book tightly, his knuckles were a little white.

At the moment when he met the gaze of the saber boy, his tone hurriedly softened again: "She is not a little woman from an ordinary family!"

"Alas!" Han Changli sighed, sat down again, raised his head and took the stars in his eyes: "You won't understand, this is called love, how can you understand the charm of this as a country warrior?"

"Yes, yes, it's called love. The saber boy nodded slightly: "I don't think you are a scholar now, but like a prodigal." ”

"Xiao Jiu, you really don't understand, I'm going to the imperial capital this time, not just for the six important positions, I'm going to the Hanlin Academy, at least I have to be the top three on the first list. It's not for the sake of caring about the world, it's just to go back and marry her openly, this is love, this is the charm of love! When you meet your beloved girl one day, you will naturally understand!"

"Okay, okay, you've said it dozens of times along the way, and your ears are calloused. You say that you are not ashamed, you fall in love with a female thief, and people still look down on you. ”

Guo Xiaojiu shook his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a smile: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you say it a few more times, anyway, you have to go to the imperial capital by yourself tomorrow, so as not to have no one to accompany you on the way, come and come, it doesn't hurt to say it a few more times." ”

At this point, Han Changli, who originally wanted to refute, trembled, his eyes retracted, and he stared straight at Guo Xiaojiu's face.

Looking at each other, Han Changli's eyes were slightly red.

"Hey, hey!" Guo Xiaojiu was born a year younger than Han Changli, but he took the initiative to stand up, walked to Han Changli's side, and slapped his shoulder with a strong hand.

"I shouldn't have mentioned it again!" he didn't know much about comforting, so he could only hold his shoulders with his big hands so awkwardly.

"I know that there is no such thing as a feast. Han Changli snorted, his face was a little ugly, and he held back a smile, and looked back at Guo Xiaojiu with some firmness: "When my palace is finished, I will definitely go to you first, and then go to marry the girl of the Li family." ”

"Don't, I won't stay in Luoyang for a long time, I'm a real prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, maybe by the time you get to Luoyang, I'll have already gone somewhere else,......" Guo Xiaojiu couldn't help but give himself a mouthful, and forcibly held back the words that came to his mouth.

The situation last night is still vivid, and tonight, Guo Xiaojiu feels so similar to last night.

He took a leather bag of wine from his bag and swayed it lightly.

Guo Xiaojiu raised his head and poured two sips, the entrance was slightly sweet, and then it turned from sweet to bitter, and it became extremely spicy in the throat, and a warmth rose in the abdomen.

Master said that wine is like a person, as long as it is in the stomach, you will know how good it is.

Guo Xiaojiu didn't drink alcohol in the past, but after he landed on the shore, he came all the way from Henan Road, drank a lot of wine, and met this scholar who treated him very well, and he really understood that the taste of the original wine was really good!

"Come on!" Guo Xiaojiu handed the wine bag to Han Changli and reached out to wipe the wine stains from the corners of his mouth.

Han Changli had already taken back the book, held the wine bag in both hands, took a sip into his stomach, and tears couldn't help but flow, as if he thought of the hardships along the way.

As the righteous son of the king of Jinan, why does Han Changli need to suffer this, but he must suffer this suffering, because this is the suffering that scholars have to suffer, and besides, when he met him and her, he became his good brother, and she will become his woman in the future.

Another sip, this wine is a little sour in the mouth, probably the taste of tears.

Entering the abdomen again, Han Changli's head was buzzing, and his eyes were already a little confused.

"Poof!"

Guo Xiaojiu smiled on the corner of his mouth, squatted in front of Han Changli, and at some point, he had already taken out another wine bag: "It's stronger than last night, two mouthfuls tonight!"

The wine bag was still in Han Changli's hand, and it fell down bulgingly, but it never spilled out.

"Take this wine bag and keep it for you on the way. Guo Xiaojiu reached out to cover the wine bag and patted Han Changli's arm.

Turn around and stand up, and look into the distance.

"Good wine, good people!" Guo Xiaojiu raised his head, took a big sip, patted the scabbard and hummed the minor tune that the master often hummed.

But I always feel that the taste is not that taste, not strong enough! Maybe the master has experienced more things!

Looking back, Han Changli had completely fallen asleep. This scholar, who is full of longing to enter the top three in the imperial capital examination, after tonight, I am afraid that he will not be able to see him in the future! This is not a woman, and he is not good-looking among men, but Guo Xiaojiu looks so seriously.

"Brother Jun, good brother!" Guo Xiaojiu raised the wine jug: "Yijing, the trip to March, there is a lot of care for the way!"

Just one bite, I salute the journey of these two months and twenty-two days, from the time I landed on the shore and met this elegant scholar, to now, I have been walking together for less than three months.

"Erjing, outside Jinan Mansion, help me get reborn!"

It's another bite, in fact, there is nothing reborn, but when Guo Xiaojiu first landed on the shore, he was really down, plus Han Changli had never been so far away from home alone, and when the two of them arrived outside Jinan City, they had long been gone, and even in the last few days, they didn't eat a few bites.

"Sanjing, I didn't fulfill my brotherly responsibilities and let you enter the thief's den and lose face. ”

Another bite, that day, at the end of Henan Road, immediately set foot on Henan Mansion, not far from Luoyang, may be the last bandit the two can see, but they really saw it, those thieves have no malice, Guo Xiaojiu pulled Han Changli to run desperately, but he didn't want to, that guy had never seen such a situation, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't run at all.

Those bandits tied Han Changli to the mountain, and Guo Xiaojiu saw that those bandits did not follow, so he hurriedly turned back, and secretly watched the movements of those bandits from a distance.

A few days later, Han Changli was kicked out, and he looked so aggrieved,......

"Sijing, after today, you and I are separated from each other, although we are brothers, but I don't know how many years later, you forgot me, and I forgot you!"

With four mouthfuls in his stomach, Guo Xiaojiu secretly hid a few tears, and said righteous words, but he was still an eighteen or nineteen-year-old child, how could he have so many fancy intestines to speak of.

This is the difference, leaving the rumored immortal holy land Penglai, this is Guo Xiaojiu's first real sadness, maybe this is also Guo Xiaojiu's first time wiping his tears, right? Anyway, since I can remember, there are two people on the island, he and the master, which is the immortal holy land, even the birds and insects are pitiful, but standing on the highest peak and overlooking the ocean, it is really beautiful to the extreme.

This time into the Tang Dynasty, it is to enter the rivers and lakes, and to travel the rivers and lakes. It is possible to meet the old people instructed by the two masters, and then from the Central Plains to Jiangnan, and from Jiangnan to Xishu,......

In this rivers and lakes, some people are famous, some people punish adultery and eliminate evil, some people are in love with each other, and some people are happy to take revenge. Guo Xiaojiu is very young, just ask the young people in the world, who is willing to be mediocre?

He is also unwilling, he very much imagines the chivalrous men in the story told by the master, walking in the rivers and lakes, even if they are unknown, but no matter how the situation changes, he can always ask for a worthy heart, at least through the rivers and lakes.

"No need to send it far!"

Guo Xiaojiu took back the wine bag, and his thoughts were imprisoned with the fragrance, and he added a few more sticks of firewood to ensure that the fire would not be extinguished at night. But unbeknownst to him, there were already a few touches of fish belly white in the east.

Turning around, he continued to hum the little tune that Master had hummed at that time, shook his head, and staggered into the distance.

......

When there was no sound around, Han Changli's body finally twitched a few times violently, and he sat up suddenly.

The hand holding the wine bag was whiter than when he held the book before, which was miserable white.

"You toast me four cups, how could I, how could I forget you. ”

With a sigh, Han Changli opened the wine bag and raised his hands: "I only salute you with a glass of wine, I salute you away, I can't keep it, you have a big thing in your heart." In the future, the tide of my temple will rise, and I hope you can also ride the wind, like the great peng spreading its wings and entering the clouds!"

On this night, a scholar who won the pinnacle as soon as he entered the court in the Tang Dynasty, and a young swordsman who can set off a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes in the future, parted.

He didn't believe that he couldn't get into the top three on the first list, because this was love! He didn't believe that he couldn't do anything, and along the way, many things relied on his persistence to get to where he is today.

In the early morning of the second day, Han Changli was alone, carrying a bookcase, and embarked on the road to the imperial capital.

Guo Xiaojiu, who left one step earlier, was already lying on a village carriage on the way, the carriage was full of straw, he was very happy to lie on his back on the haystack, with one in his mouth, squinting at the sun.

This is the straw that has dried up last autumn, and the grass exudes a strange fragrance.