Fancheng

Although there are not many legends about this city between the border land and the hinterland of the Great Xia Dynasty in the Southern Regions, it has to be mentioned that when the rainy season comes, it does have a unique flavor compared to other places in the border land.

Every rainy season is when the pear blossoms are in full bloom, and the flower language of the pear blossoms is innocence and the most romantic love for a lifetime of waiting for separation, and there are many wonderful stories of talented and beautiful people who have traveled to study.

It coincides with the rainy season in Fancheng when the pear blossoms are in full bloom, and the threshold can be said to be quite high in the courtyard.

"Grandpa Gu, you said that this pear blossom in Fancheng City, but I don't know which one was planted by my aunt and the Jiang family on the third night?" A young man in a big red dress and a crown sat against the pear tree, raised his hand to pick up a few pear blossoms that fell from the branches, smiled, and asked softly at the old man who was standing sideways beside him.

The young man is none other than the young man who has stirred up the rivers and lakes of this city during this time.

At this time, I was a little lazy leaning on the branch of the pear tree, which was said to be longer than this courtyard.

The body is slender, the face is white but beardless, a pair of eyes are slightly tilted upward, which is the peach blossom eyes that are rare in the border land and water, and the eyebrows are like willows, and they are also slightly upturned.

If you take a closer look, it is not difficult to see that this little prince is a daughter.

"Little ...... Childe's question is embarrassing for the old man, it was Mo Lao'er who followed Princess Ziyue to travel to the Southern Regions back then, isn't we? Childe, if you are really curious, it just so happens that this Fancheng is not far from the Jiang family's boy's residence, and the old man accompanied Childe to ask. The old man wiped his beard and said with a smile in his eyes.

For the child around him who grew up like his own granddaughter, the old man always wanted to try his best to meet all the requirements she made.

If the "Xuan Xiaogongzi" in front of him, who is dressed in men's clothes but is really a daughter, really said that he was going to Weicheng, where the military palace of the eighth generation town is now located, the old man would not mind accompanying him.

What if the identity of this little girl is exposed?

Even if he Jiang Ye is the eighth generation of Zhenbian military who is in charge of the military power of the thousand-mile border land above 10,000 people under one person in the Southern Regions, does he really dare to do it?

For this "Xuan Xiaogong", the old man can't say that he is doting, but it's not much worse.

"Giggles, I'll just ask casually, this time I was able to sneak out of the house all because of Grandpa Gu's help, where did I dare to do that extraneous thing. There are no outsiders, and "Xuan Xiaogongzi" doesn't hide too much, and generously shows the tender side of his daughter, and smiles at the old man.

This girl whose original name was Xuan Zhiqiu, and now she calls herself Xuan Zhiqiu in Fancheng.

Speaking of the door wall of the house, it is also surprisingly high, and it is not worse than the Jiang family, the lord of the Southern Regions.

Although the surname Xuan has never been the supreme who rules a domain, it does not prevent the clansmen with this surname from being ranked with the top surnames in this land.

There is no other reason, the surname Xuan is one of the masters of the Wu Kingdom who has not been decayed for thousands of miles in this land, and the Lord of the Middle Domain, the Dayu Dynasty, has not been decayed for thousands of years.

Seriously calculated, it should be equivalent to the former Steppe Wolf Court in the Southern Regions, and the Beihai Kingdom established by the remnants of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period in the north of the Northern Regions.

It's just that the strength can fight against the Great Yu Dynasty of the Middle Domain, which often prides itself on orthodoxy and never looks at the lord of several other domains with a straight eye, for thousands of years without defeat.

Compared with the separatist forces in other domains, it is indeed a few points stronger.

"Grandpa Gu, you said that I have been casting all those baits for more than half a month, but why haven't any fish been baited. ”

Xuan Zhiqiu looked at the pear blossom in his hand in a daze, suddenly raised his head and said with some interest: "Even if there is no big fish to take the bait, the three-grade, four-grade, and five-grade exercise cheats should be regarded as deadly bait for those small fish and shrimp, but in the end, you can't see one or two." ”

"This... The old man couldn't guess what was going on in the minds of these people in the rivers and lakes of Fancheng..."The old man sat down cross-legged, picked up a porcelain white wine jug beside him, opened the lid and took a sip lightly.

This person, the older he gets, the more refined he becomes, isn't there the old saying that being old and not dying is a demon?

Although the old man is not the demon, he is not much different from the realm of the demon, how can he not know why the so-called fish in his young lady's mouth don't take the bait.

It's just that I don't want to sweep this Nizi nature.

Speaking of which, the old man also felt a little funny.

A while ago, Xiao Nizi, who had enough of the ordinary merchant sect in Fancheng, came up with a romance novel called "Fengshen Ji" out of nowhere.

It seems that he is full of interest, especially for Jiang Taigong, who was transformed into a palm by the deification of Romance in the book, and can be a god and forgive immortals, but Jiang Shanggong, who was actually born in the fifth generation of the Jiang family in the Southern Regions, is particularly admired.

Therefore, there is an allusion to the example of Jiang Taigong refining the seventy-two righteous divine fruits of the Nine Heavens as bait to catch the supreme overlord of the world as a fish, and refining a total of 300 tokens, throwing away the rivers and lakes to exchange cheats for the wisher.

It's just that even the old man knows that Jiang Taigong is looking for a protector for the Heavenly Dao.

But I don't know that this little girl who grew up watching and never playing cards according to common sense will wait until those "fish" in her mouth are really hooked, and what ridiculous things will these "fish" who have bitten the bait do.

You must know that this young lady in your own family is the only woman of this generation in the surprisingly high door wall.

Because of this, it is not an exaggeration to say that it really deserves to be loved by thousands of people.

On weekdays, if you suffer a little grievance outside, the nine people in the clan will not frown their brows, and they will take their sister with a knife to cut people.

Therefore, it is inevitable that the arrogance will come naturally.

Before leaving home, it is said that the younger brothers of several other clans with a wall as high as the door wall can be said to be crying with joy and celebrating each other, and carnival all night.

Why?

It's not to celebrate the little girl who has been holding them up for a long time, and finally ran away from home to go to the outside world.

Among them, the general Chen Mo was the most respected by the sons and buddies in the city that night.

The reason is very simple, it is said that it is this young handsome man who is expected to be able to compete for the position of the next generation of blood emperors of the Great Witch Dynasty, who was once beaten by the little lady and said lightly, "The million-mile witch country is so small, the world is so big, don't you want to go and see it?"

So, this is why the little devil left a letter and walked away from the world in a chic way.

Although it was bad the next day, all the children of the big and small gate valves who participated in the celebration the night before were approached by the nine brothers named tigers, leopards, wolves and bears surnamed Xiao Niangpi one by one, and they turned on their backs.

Among them, it was the generals of the generals' clan who came out on top.

I haven't shown up for a month or two, and it is said that I was knocked off by the third brother Xuan Baixiong with an iron rod surnamed Xiao Niangpi and lay at home to recuperate.

However, this does not prevent Chen Mo from being regarded as a benevolent prince by a group of sons and brothers from yellow and purple.

"Hey, I'm a little homesick, Grandpa Gu, do you say that if I go back now, will my father really lock me up in the back mountain and not be allowed to come out for three years?"

Xuan Zhiqiu sighed lightly and said in a low voice: "Although this Fancheng is beautiful, it is not as good as my aunt once said, if there is still no fish to take the bait, I will let you accompany me to find the third night of the Jiang family, I want to ask him if his heart is made of stone, Aunt Ziyue did not hesitate to break with the family for him, and she has been alone in the Southern Regions all these years, but she has to meet this Jiang family who gave her heart for the third night, is it worth it in his eyes?!"

The old man smiled slightly, and secretly said in his heart What does the little girl know, the reason why Ziyue Na Nizi said that there are all kinds of scenery in this world, only Fancheng makes people linger is not to refer to the scenery, but to talk about people.

In the past, the third night of the Jiang family's current day was here to make a love affair with the aunt of the little girl Xuan Zhiqiu.

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Outside the city of Fancheng

All the way, a pear blossom rains, and the petals fly.

The old city is old and the old scene is old.

A middle-aged man, dressed in plain clothes and black robes, rode slowly on a war horse with a coat as black as ink.

A knife and a sword on the left and right sides straddled the saddle, caught a floating pear blossom and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, and then the middle-aged man sighed softly: "This time is really like a knife, only this pear blossom is still the same." ”

The middle-aged man's face was as calm as water, but it was difficult to hide the aura of the superior who naturally emanated from top to bottom.

A strand of gray hair is dotted between the thick black hair that should be as black as ink, which is the mark left by the years and cannot be changed.

Not far from the city gate, a pear tree stands alone on the edge of the city gate.

It seems to be a little left behind and independent, just like a woman who waits alone for her husband's return.

Lilac pear blossoms dot the canopy, distinguishing it from the white-pink pear trees that surround it.

Turning over and dismounting, the middle-aged man slowly walked to the pear tree and gently pressed his forehead against the branch, slowly closing his eyes as if recalling something.

That year, this pear tree was planted by his own hands, together with the woman who had been with him for more than ten years but had been unable to look at it.

That year, he returned from drinking horses from the hinterland of the dynasty and went out to the border to divide the army, and it was the woman who watched him go out under this pear tree.

That day, the rain was pouring down, and the woman stood under the pear tree with an oil-paper umbrella, and the dirt splashed her purple clothes, and her black waterfall hair was wet.

"Jiang Ye, will you marry me when you return victorious?"

That day, the woman in purple was hysterical under the pear tree, and he stopped his horse but no one was left.

Fifteen years have passed.

Millions of border troops slaughtered the reckless and desolate wolf court.

Since then, the Xia Dynasty in the Southern Regions has one more iron-blooded townside soldier and one less gentlemanly third prince.

Some time ago, Jiang Ye received a secret letter from his subordinates stationed in Fancheng.

A young man surnamed Xuan took the old servant to overturn the rivers and lakes of Fancheng, and looking at the corners of his eyebrows that seemed to be familiar on the portrait, Jiang Ye immediately got up and went.

He knew that the woman who had waited for him for fifteen years, hated him for fifteen years, and avoided him for fifteen years.

At this moment, he may have entered this Fan City.

Jiang Ye remembered that one day seventeen years ago, she smiled like a flower and told him that her family had sent a letter.

The Xuan family of the Heavenly Demon Palace of the Million-Mile-Witch Kingdom in the Middle Domain has added a new little princess, and this name has given her aunt.

She asked him what his name was.

That day coincided with the beginning of autumn, Jiang Ye reached out and pinched the yellow leaves that fell on her shoulder, and wrote the three words Xuan Zhiqiu on the paper.

Xuanzhi Qiu, Xuanzhi Autumn, a leaf can know autumn.