Ma Lao Er heard the voice of the eldest brother, and then struggled to open his eyes and found himself lying on the bed.

"I'm not dead yet!" Ma Lao Er said weakly.

"Well, I can't die for the time being!" After Wang Yuan finished speaking, he turned his head to Boss Ma and said, "You take care of your brother! Just give me two hundred taels of silver in a while!" After speaking, he turned around and left the room.

As soon as he went out of the door, he saw that the deadly scholar Song Shanyue was still there, so he said: "Don't worry!

"Brother Wang, shopkeeper, thank you!" said the life-killing scholar to Wang Yuan.

"Brother Song, what are you polite about!Go in and have a look, I'll go down first!" After speaking, he patted the deadly scholar on the shoulder, and Wang Yuan walked downstairs.

The Ma brothers stayed at the Sword God Inn for a day, and left the next day, of course, before leaving, they paid all the two hundred taels of silver for the treatment and the money for accommodation and food.

After the Ma brothers left, the peaceful days returned to the Sword God Inn. As winter approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder. There were a lot fewer merchants coming and going, and the business of the Sword God Inn had become poor.

Fortunately, Wang Yuan had expected that when business was bad, he would pull Cheng Bajin and Song Shanyue to practice martial arts in the backyard. Someone guides you every day,

Cheng Bajin's martial arts have improved a lot compared to when he first came. It is worth mentioning that Wang Yuan asked the people of Mingjiao to bring Cheng Bajin's old lady here. The one at the back of the inn gave them a small courtyard. This made the old man very happy, and he boasted that Cheng Bajin followed the right owner this time.

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is the twenty-third day of the lunar month. The twenty-third day of the lunar month, commonly known as "Xiao Nian", legend has it that this day is the day of "the king of the stove goes to heaven", so it is necessary to sacrifice to the god of the stove. The seventh day after the new year will be the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

China's Spring Festival is generally from the 23rd or 24th of the lunar month every year to kick off the prelude, there is the so-called "official three people, four boats and five" said, that is, the government on the 23rd of the lunar month, the general people on the 24th, the water people on the 25th to hold the stove ceremony. After the festival is held, preparations for the New Year begin in earnest. Every year from the 23rd day of the lunar month to Chinese New Year's Eve, the folk call it "Spring Day".

On this day, there was no guest in the Sword God Inn, so Wang Yuan asked Cheng Bajin to bring his wife, as well as Kongkongdao and Zhou Ruotong and the people from the nearby Ming Sect all came to the Sword God Inn, and everyone had a reunion dinner together in advance!

Song Shanyue, the scholar who killed him, was particularly unsociable, and left the hall early, sitting alone on the roof with a bottle of wine. Wang Yuan looked for him everywhere, and finally saw that he actually went to the roof. Wang Yuan also flew up and said, "Brother Song is so interested!

"Brother Wang, why aren't you lively down there?"

"Brother Song, I came to look for you on purpose, do you think of your family again?" Wang Yuanyi said as he sat beside Song Shanyue.

"Yes, how nice it would be if they were still alive! What about your family, Brother Wang?"

"I, like you, will never see my parents again!" Wang Yuan laughed at himself. "Let's have a toast to the two of us who share a regret!"

The bottles touched, and both took a sip. Song Shanyue shook his head and said, "It's still different, Brother Wang, you now have two wives." And I'm still alone!"

"Brother Song, this is exactly what I want to say! Your family's affairs have been in the past for a long time, and it's time for you to look forward! When you meet the girl you like, go after it boldly!" Wang Yuan encouraged.

"Hehe!" Song Shanyue smiled and did not speak. His heart suddenly flashed the figure of Ximen Fuxue, I don't know if she is okay now? But then his eyes darkened, I am not worthy of her, this death talisman can't solve me, and I only have more than half a year left to live!

Just as he was stunned, a white figure flew up to the roof. Wang Yuan and Song Shanyue were stunned for a moment, and the two looked at the white figure together. The moonlight poured down like water and shone right on her face. Who is it if it's not Simon Blowing Snow!

"Brother Ximen, why are you here?" Wang Yuan was the first to speak.

"Hello Brother Wang, I still need to buy some pills!" Ximen Fuxue replied coldly.

"Okay, no problem, you can ask for it whenever you want. Since I'm here today, I'm going to have a drink!" Wang Yuan warmly invited.

Ximen Fuxue glanced at Song Shanyue, a scholar who had killed him, and said, "It's okay, Brother Wang, you go first, I have something to say to him!" Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and turned to go down. Before leaving, he didn't forget to give Song Shanyue an encouraging look.

"Ximen, I'm ......," Song Shanyue stood up and said.

"Hold me!"

"Ahh

"I'll let you hold me!"

"Oh!" the scholar hurriedly threw away the wine bottle, stepped forward and hugged Simon Blowing Snow. Simon Blowing Snow Drifting Snow Sword stretched out and caught the thrown wine bottle at once. "There's still a lot of this wine, it's a pity to throw it away! Since you left the Bloody Cloak Building, why didn't you come to look for me?" said Ximen Fuxue as he tilted his neck and poured a large sip of wine.

"Blowing snow, in fact, I was planted by the landlord with a death charm! I don't know if I can still live after half a year! I don't want to ......"

"Don't say it! The children of the rivers and lakes are not licking blood from the edge of the knife, life and death are fate! I think you are a coward!" said Simon Fuxue angrily.

"No, I know it's wrong to blow the snow! I want to be with you even if it's only half a year!" said Song Shanyue, the deadly scholar, hugging him tighter. At this moment, the hearts of the two were also close together.

Wang Yuan raised his head and glanced at the two people who were hugging each other, and said in his heart: I knew that I couldn't come out to comfort him. Give me back my dog food on this cold day. No, I'm going to hug my daughter-in-law too.

That night, Song Shanyue and Ximen Fuxue lived together. Wang Yuan dragged Yin Susu and Murong Qiu to the bed.

The next day is the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month. Ximen Fuxue and Song Shanyue submitted their resignations together. Wang Yuanzhi sent the two out of the gate, and before parting, he didn't forget to pull Song Shanyue aside and said: "Brother Song, it's buried here for me!

"Brother Wang, I... If it weren't for your help, Simon wouldn't have accepted me so quickly!Thank you!" Song Shanyue, the scholar who killed him, said. Seeing that the time was not early, Wang Yuan stopped talking, patted him on the shoulder, and the two said goodbye in tears.

Ximen Fuxue took Song Shanyue straight to Shenjian Villa, and then rushed to the capital before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The agreement with Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, has been completed.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the decisive battle was held at the top of the Forbidden City. Wang Yuan felt his blood boiling every time he thought about it, and he must come to watch such a grand occasion in person. He firmly believes that there will definitely be a lot of people going to watch the battle at that time, and it seems that the itinerary or something will be arranged in advance.

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