A carriage galloped on the official avenue, raising a cloud of dust, sprinkled to the rear, the coachman galloped on horseback, seemed to be in a hurry, and from time to time a catchy poem came from the car:

Through the ages, heroes are nowhere to be found, and Sun Zhong is looking for a solution.

Dance Pavilion Song Stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind.

The slanting sun grass and trees, ordinary alleys.

Humane slaves once lived.

Thinking back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger.

Yuanjia grass, sealed wolf Juxu,

Win the Rush North Gu.

Forty-three years, I still remember the beacon Yangzhou Road.

can look back, under the Buddha shrine,

A crow shrine drum.

Who asks: Lian Po is old, can he still eat?

When the person in the car finished reading, the slightly nervous coachman's expression eased, and he asked curiously: "Childe reads Xin Qiji's "Yongyule Jingkou Beiguting Nostalgia""

"Exactly. Big brother also knows the meaning of this poem?" The person who recited the poem opened the horse curtain, dressed in a cyan shirt, and at the same time poked out a fair and gentle face, although he was not very handsome, but his expression showed a graceful and unhurried spiritual outlook, and the eyes were bright, revealing a trace of extraordinary and perseverance.

The coachman grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and he smiled: "I don't understand the meaning, but I ran from this Lishui Mansion to Yangzhou all day long, during which I carried many literati and scholars, and they often felt very emotional on the road, and many of them read this poem." Later, I asked an employer, and he told me that it was a poem written by Xin Qiji, which specifically described the prosperity of Yangzhou Prefecture. In other words, who is this Xin Qiji, where is his hometown, where he lives, and so many people read his poems. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly, put down the horse curtain without saying anything, and the coachman continued: "I don't think you two are going to this celebrity, are you?

As soon as the driver finished speaking, another man's voice in the car scolded rudely: "Don't ask blindly about things that shouldn't be inquired about, drive your way well, and be careful of your dog's life!"

Hearing that the other party scolded, although the coachman was angry in his heart, but his mouth was tightly closed, after all, the man was burly and tall, and there was a black light knife in his hand.

"Brother Hu, the coachman is in a hurry, don't keep taking the life of this person and the life of that person's dog, not to mention the long distance, chatting along the way is nothing more than killing time. Lu Tiandi smiled at the serious-looking Hu Yidao in the car.

It turned out that the two people in the car were Lu Tiandi and Hu Yidao who escaped from the Lishui Mansion Casino, they killed more than a dozen arresters in the casino, and they had become criminals wanted by the whole government, and Lu Tiandi had already been murdered, and Hu Yidao also waded into this troubled water; the two quickly changed into a new outfit, and hired a carriage at a high price, and in less than half an hour, when the head catcher led people back, they had already escaped from Lishui Mansion, rode horses and whips on the official road, and went in the direction of Yangzhou.

Hu Yidao rolled his eyes and said angrily: "This matter started because of you, it is definitely not something that you can solve by teaching me a few tricks of a thousand doors, if I don't earn enough silver taels in Yangzhou, don't say that you are the master of a thousand doors, and I am still not polite." ”

"I didn't expect that Brother Hu is also a person who loves money like his life, I promised you that I will do it, if I deceive you, I swear to my ancestor Fu Xi, I will not die well in this life. "Although Lu Tiandi is a thousand gates, the belief is Dayu. It is rumored that the ancestor of the Golden Point Gate is the Fu Xi clan who opened the world in ancient times, Fu Xi used a finger to distinguish the sky and earth, the sun and the moon, the four seasons and the eight natural phenomena, which has the two poles of yin and yang, and the great wisdom of the gossip principle.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to make too much, just enough is enough. When Hu Yidao saw him swear a poisonous oath, he couldn't help but feel that he was a little aggressive.

The two immediately looked at each other and smiled, and Lu Tiandi suddenly asked him: "Brother Hu, some of my deeds have been stated to you, but you haven't revealed half a word to me, are you still unwilling to believe me and take precautions against me?"

"Hey, that's not the case, Brother Lu. Your life story makes me feel sympathetic, but you also said that we are the end of the world, and the old things of sesame seeds and rotten grains are just mentioning the sadness of the past, so what's the use of saying it. ”

"Okay, it's okay if you don't want to say it, but I want to know where the scar on your face came from, the scar is so deep, I'm afraid it was very badly injured at the time, right?"

Lu Tiandi's question, so that Hu Yidao's smile suddenly froze on his face, he quietly touched the scar on his face, his expression was a little sad, Lu Tiandi saw his face, it was not good to continue to ask; after a while, the quiet Hu Yidao said to Lu Tiandi: "This scar almost killed me, I'll tell you something." My Hu family has been a martial arts family for generations, but to my father's generation in the middle of the family, but the Hu family's knife has been famous in Jiqing Mansion and even the entire rivers and lakes, since I was a child, my mother died early, my father personally taught me to practice martial arts, inheriting the 'knife eighteen' left by my ancestors, and when I learned a move and a half, because of the vigor and vigor of the year, I provoked the major martial arts halls, and the scar on this face is the scar left by the competition with others. ”

"What about your father and your family?" Lu Tiandi asked with great interest. Unexpectedly, he intended to subdue this person in his heart, and he must have a clear understanding of his life experience.

"My father died of an illness and was not close to relatives or friends at home, so I, like you, was helpless and no different from an orphan. ”

Lu Tian nodded and said, "I see, then why haven't you thought about starting a family, at the age of thirty, you are all people who can be fathers."

"Start a family?" Hu Yidao sneered disdainfully. "I have only loved one woman in my life, if I change to someone else, how can I start a family. ”

Lu Tiandi bowed his head and was silent, thinking that this is another idiot man in the world, who also pays for a woman, and is also trapped by the love words in the world, but such loyalty is unswerving, and often the result in the end is unsatisfactory. How can he not suffer from love, Qian Xiuer's face is afraid that he will not be able to forget it in his heart in this life, he can only bury this painful love in the depths of his heart, lock it firmly in that painful memory, and do not mention or recall, so he can understand Hu Yidao's mood very well.

In order to hide the pain between each other, Lu Tiandi chose to remain silent and no longer asked. Just like one of the poems written by Xin Qiji, "Dancing pavilion and singing platform, the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind." The slanting sun grass and trees, ordinary alleys. Humane slaves once lived. I want to ...... back then'