Everyone has their own home, just like everyone has their own home, and every wandering person wants to have their own home, their own cooking smoke. No matter how lush the roots are, if the roots are destroyed, how can a rootless tree stand up again.

Everyone hopes to have a good home, a good beginning and an ending, and smooth sailing. But very few people reach such heights. How can the rich rival the country and the power of the world? How can the descendants be sheltered, and how can they know all things when they return!

But people often think about these things and don't bother to do them, or sometimes they always do things that are contrary to the contrary.

The people are undoubtedly simple and industrious, but that doesn't mean they're smart enough.

Early in the morning, the front of the Golden Hook Gambling House was full of people. Dense crowds surrounded the street where the Golden Hook Gambling House was located. Because, yesterday the wind has been released, and the bet can only be placed in these three days, and it is a loss of ten. The frenzy of the people proves that this decision is correct, yes, who doesn't want to make money? If you invest one penny, you can get ten wen, and if you invest one tael, you can get ten taels of snowflake silver. People don't dare to think about it, the man wants to buy a big house and take a concubine, the woman wants to wait for a long time rouge gouache, jade bracelet and agate, in short, everyone is full of hope. Everyone who comes thinks they can win, everyone thinks they are the biggest winners.

But they didn't expect that the gambling house was not a charity and would not make some loss-making transactions. I didn't think that what would happen if I lost the money I had saved up for a long time? This is a later story, even if the organizers are shouting that this is a scam, don't be fooled, don't bet, people will think how stupid this move is.

The person standing outside the window looks at you, but he doesn't know that when he looks at each other, all he thinks is a mirror.

Tang Feng didn't go out, on this grand occasion, it was supposed to be him, the master, who should come forward, but he handed over the matter to his subordinates. He just asked for a few dishes in the small tavern opposite, and drank the wine silently, and there was only an old man on crutches and him left in the store, and the young man and the shopkeeper rushed to bet.

He drank another cup of wine, he did not have the habit of drinking in a big bowl, the wine that the old man brought him was sake, this kind of wine had no strength, and he did not care about it, and tasted it slowly with a sip of wine and a mouthful of food.

He looked around, usually the business of this shop is not bad, but now in addition to himself, there is also an old man who cares for the store.

"Old man, why didn't you go?" Tang Feng said.

"What do you say, louder, I'm old, back of my ears. The old man replied loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

"I said, why didn't you go?" Tang Feng said loudly.

"Where are you going?" the old man would have heard, but he asked.

Tang Feng smiled helplessly, he should stay alone.

"What's wrong with your hand?" the old man said, pointing to Tang Feng's hand.

"It's nothing, I was accidentally injured. Tang Feng said lightly.

"What, the hand is broken, why are you so careless, come, I'll show you. The old man volunteered to staggered to Tang Feng.

"It's okay, it's not that my hand is broken, it's that I'm injured. Tang Feng said loudly.

"I didn't look for a doctor, I didn't look for a doctor when my hand was broken, you just met me, my ancestor is Langzhong. The old man said proudly.

Tang Feng sighed, people are also kind, although they are a little confused, but they are not confused? Just thinking about it, a hand came up, it was the old man's hand.

"Your hand is not broken, but your little finger is cut off by a sharp blade. The old man looked at Tang Feng with a puzzled expression.

"My finger was cut off by myself. Tang Feng said, his voice was not loud, but the old man heard it.

But the old man didn't leave, he looked at Tang Feng complicatedly, he couldn't see any change on his face, the old man took out a bottle of ointment from his coat, put it on the table, and turned to leave.

"How much is a bottle. Tang Feng asked.

"It's worthless, you can do it yourself. The old man returned to his seat and did what he had done.

Tang Feng smiled, he rarely smiled, and he was not good at laughing, so he smiled ugly. And the smile was very short, as if his mouth had not yet opened, as if he had closed it, he did not speak, put away the medicine, and drank to himself.

The commotion outside the door didn't affect his mood, because he didn't know what kind of mood he should be in. He has always been cold and accustomed to it, no matter how many waves in his heart, whether his body can bear it or not, this is not something he can predict and decide, just like his life, he raised his injured hand, looked at it for a long time, and then put it down.

He didn't see that the old man's seemingly confused eyes were so bright at this time.

Sun Mansion, a person is playing with a very round stone.

An old man playing with a rock is always a little out of place. But if this person is Sun Mou, then you'd better not have this kind of thought, because smart people always don't count when they die.

This stone was sent by someone this morning, saying that it was sent by an old man with a white beard, white eyebrows, and a white dress, and he said that this stone means a lot to you, Master Taishi.

In fact, the next person didn't have to explain, he Sun Mou saw this stone, his leisurely state of mind was suddenly swept away, he didn't wait for the next person to finish, then asked, where is that person now?

"I don't know, the little one also asked his name, and he didn't tell the little one. The man said cautiously, and his legs shook for an unknown number of times.

"Go down. Sun Mou waved his hand impatiently and said.

The man crawled out of the room with a sigh of relief, he didn't want to feel that way anymore.

Sun Mou took the stone, touched and touched, looked and looked, as if it were some rare treasure. After a few moments, he placed the stone on the table. "Bai Yuan, I didn't expect you to come after all, do you still think that I am Sun Mou, your subordinate back then?" A smile appeared on Sun Mou's face.

Yes, people will change, and after many years, will you still be the same you?

When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was young, the eldest princess reported to her daughter: "Is Gillian good?" and smiled and said: "Okay, if you have Gillian as a wife, store it as a golden house." "Who would have thought that Qingqing would be killed later. Gillian's mistake is that she thinks Liu Che is still the Liu Che when she was a child, she thinks that people will not change, and her oath will not change.

But once some people decide, they will not change, and they will succeed in ten thousand bones. Success or failure, they are all walking on the cusp of the storm.

He's not the only one in the fire.

Ji Rufeng is roasting the fire.

It wasn't cold, but he sat by the fire, which was punctuated with heat and sparks, and the stinging sound of things burning in the furnace.

He didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't feel it. He didn't care about any of that, because he had just sent away someone, a vital person. A person he doesn't want to see and can't see if it's not in a pinch.

This man brought the news. If you stay out of the way, the news is neither good nor bad for him. But he's not going to do that, it's his chance. He wants to turn this news into a powerful message for himself, therefore, he must think, sit by a fire.

Next to the stove leads to a blacksmith shop, a long-established shop with weapons that are so sharp and durable that many princes and nobles go to this shop to order self-defense. However, no one thought about how many weapons the shop had built in private.

"Young master, drink tea. A person appeared in front of Ji Rufeng.

"Wu Lao, you have worked hard for so many years. Ji Rufeng took the tea bowl and looked at the person in front of him sincerely, this person was about fifty years old, but he had dark skin, strong force, and black hair, it was hard to think that he was over half a hundred years old.

"Don't say that, my father and I are friends for eight worships, and your father died unjustly, but I hate me for being soft-spoken and can't help the slightest!"

"Uncle Wu, the deceased is gone, don't think too much, I know what you have done to my Ji family over the years. Ji Rufeng stood up and patted Lao Wu's shoulder heavily.

"Fifth Uncle, if you were asked to gather outlaws, how many would you be able to gather?" Ji Rufeng asked.

"There can be about thirty or forty, and each can be ten with one. Lao Wu didn't ask the reason, he thought about it for a while and then said the result.

"Okay, with this group of people, we have a 30% chance of winning. Ji Rufeng said lightly.

"It's only 30%, isn't it too low. Lao Wu frowned and asked.

"Uncle Wu, do you know, even if it's a success, I'm going to try it. Ji Rufeng said lightly.

Lao Wu looked at Ji Rufeng, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, I'll accompany you, anyway, I've lived enough." ”

Ji Rufeng patted him on the shoulder again, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I won't let my brothers die."

He is not alone, every step he takes, he has to consider, if it is a person, he can start all over again, but he is not alone.

We keep saying that we live for ourselves, but in the end, who is really living for ourselves? We are all more or less affected, but we don't realize it.

When Ouyang Wuji stood in front of Zhang Wenzheng again, he thought about this question, face, dignity? If you deal with a dying old person, this is really hurting face and losing dignity.

"Taifu!" Ouyang Wuji said as he looked at Zhang Wenzheng, whose eyes were closed tightly and he was breathing heavily. After a few days of not seeing him, his condition seemed to deteriorate again.

"You're here. Zhang Wenzheng said calmly, he didn't open his eyes, but he knew who it was and why he came back.

"It doesn't matter how you are. Ouyang Wuji really didn't know what to say, and looked at him struggling with the illness and asked sincerely.

"Hehe, the old bones are gone, and they will be scattered, there is no pity. Zhang Wenzheng also saw it very openly. That's right, at his age, what can't be seen, and what can't be let go? The joys and sorrows of life, the impermanence of gathering and scattering have been experienced a lot, and the freedom is a little more.

"How are you?" Zhang Wenzheng asked rhetorically.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Ouyang Wuji didn't know how to answer.

"Actually, your choice is right, after you left, I thought about it again, if I were you, your master, and I didn't want you to follow our old path, what would be the point?" Zhang Wenzheng said with difficulty, "It's me who is too selfish, for my own selfish interests, for the rise and fall of a family, how can I not understand the way of rise and fall, just come back, after the chess game, you can take your junior sister and Qingqing away." The farther away from the capital, the better. The old man seemed to have said something sad, and two lines of cloudy tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and they slipped on the sickbed.

"Taifu!" Ouyang Wuji didn't know what to say, he wanted to see Zhang Wenzheng just as a routine. But he didn't expect that he had been apologizing, he was a Taifu, the head of a hundred officials, and he took such care of him as a little person. Who is a gentleman? Who is a villain? Why is my heart aching? Looking at the person who can die at any time on the sickbed, the person who drives the crane to the west is so painful, why was he still haunted before?

"Taifu. Ouyang Wuji calmed down his state of mind and said, "Why do you want to take Qingqing away, isn't it better for her to be here?"

Zhang Wenzheng seemed to know that he was going to ask this, he laboriously took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Ouyang Wuji: "Take it, go to Ah Zhong, he will tell you, you want to know." ”

Ouyang Wuji took the jade pendant, this is a piece of beautiful jade with a transparent body, with a delicate texture, and the scenery of a small bridge and flowing water is carved on it, which has a quiet meaning, this must be an extraordinary thing.

Ouyang Wuji walked out of the room with this piece of beautiful jade in his arms, about Miao Qingqing's question, he didn't want to ask Uncle Zhong now. He had time, and he felt that there were things that would be more important than that.

He walked to the courtyard and met Xu Sanjin who had returned from playing chess.

"Are you back?" asked Xu Sanjin.

"It wasn't long after I came back. Ouyang Wuji still looked unfazed.

"I just came back, do you know, how many times have people pestered me to ask, do you know how many times I have looked for you, please can you tell us where you are going and when you will come back when you go out next time, otherwise we don't know where you died when you died outside. Xu Sanjin had no intention of saying such heavy words, maybe he was annoyed by Liu Chunfeng's question when he was playing chess, and Ouyang Wuji's indifferent appearance He was really angry.

"You go out, did I ask you what to do?" Ouyang Wuji asked rhetorically.

"This..."Xu Sanjin was speechless for a while, yes, when did he go out and tell his junior brothers and sisters?

"If it's okay, I'll go back. Ouyang Wuji didn't want to be unforgiving, he knew that Xu Sanjin was a person with a mouth and no heart.

"You stop. Xu Sanjin shouted.

"Is there anything else?" Ouyang Wuji turned around and asked.

"This is not the Valley of Chess, we do more than just represent ourselves. Xu Sanjin said.

"Oh, yes? I see. Ouyang Wuji said calmly.

Xu Sanjin stood in place, looking at Ouyang Wuji in the distance. After a while, he sighed, everyone has their own world, their own life, isn't he Xu Sanjin also fighting for his own dreams? Why, why do you want to interfere with other people's lives?

"Pig head, what are you sighing for?" Miao Qingqing didn't know when she came over, and with his existence, she would inevitably appear.

"It's okay, by the way, do you say you like people interfering in your life?"

Miao Qingqing rarely saw Xu Sanjin's serious, slightly melancholy eyes like this. Really, really fascinating. "Ah, what did you say? I didn't hear you. ”

"I say you're like a free bird, carefree, nice and happy. Xu Sanjin said.

"Cut, I like the geese that come from autumn to spring, they always fly so quickly, so fast, so chic, so pleasant. They can see the colors of the blue sky, they can breathe the freshest air, they can fly towards the morning sun until they can't fly, they find a quiet place, and they die quietly. I love this life. Miao Qingqing said emotionally.

"I see, thank you. Xu Sanjin said seriously, this seemed to be the first time he had said 'thank you!' to her.

Miao Qingqing looked at him, raised her right hand, touched her forehead, and put her other hand on his forehead, after a few seconds, she put down her hand and said, "I don't have a fever, it's really strange!"

Am I sick? Maybe.