Compared with the south, the north of Daqin is less smoke and rain, more rough, the desert is lonely and straight, and the Yellow River is round, in fact, it is used as a metaphor for the official road near Chang'an, the official road is willow and yin, and many women and Taoist people follow the big willow tree next to the official road to open a tea stall or wine shop for people in a hurry to rest, and they can also earn a lot of silver taels, especially in the spring of March, and the business is even more stilts.

Xuanfeng City lives in Chang'an before, is the last pass of Chang'an, after Xuanfeng is all the way flat, a horse Pingchuan, at this moment the sun sets, Xuanfeng City official road 100 miles, Asakusa covers the horse's hooves, a look is born extremely handsome in white Brother drove the horse slowly, there are two other people in front of a left and a right to open the road, one is honest, is sitting on the front, riding a small gray donkey, fluttering and roaring, the other is crowned in white, a body is victorious, hands lazily on the head of the head, the body undulates with the horse's back, the mood is leisurely.

The three-zhang thunder spear was placed under the carriage by Fu Jingnian and used as an axle, and the train fleet was not conspicuous on the official road, and went straight into Xuanfeng.

The streets of the city were rubbing shoulders one after another, crowded with people, and the voices of people were boiling, Fu Jingnian dismounted, and walked slowly forward with the reins.

"Sugar gourd, authentic Chang'an sugar gourd...."

"Guest officer, the fish just caught from the Huai River is fresh, do you want to buy a ......?"

"Little brother, it's not me who bluffs you, this is my family heirloom sword, it's really easy to blow hair and break hair, sharpen iron like mud, if it weren't for my mother's serious illness, I wouldn't have sold it, I saw that you were destined to ........."

The hawker's shouting was boiling, the sun was shining on his face, everyone was full of smiles, and the yellow-faced girl who loved to buy rouge shopping surprisingly stayed in the carriage and did not get down, but it was Zhu Lingwan, sometimes buying a string of sugar gourds in her mouth, sometimes picking a jade hairpin and inserting it in her hair, the corners of her mouth were crooked, and her smile was shallow.

A little beggar shuttled through the bustle, patches were scattered, he was barefoot and a little out of place with the smiling faces around him, he held a few bouquets of apricot flowers in his hand and continued to sell to pedestrians, but in addition to getting cold eyes and ridicule, no one went to buy, a well-dressed brocade boy brother reached out and snatched the apricot flowers from the little beggar's hand, threw them on the ground, and said in disgust: "Where did the little flower come from, get out of this son." ”

The little beggar bowed his head and made way of a way, and after the brocade-clothed boy walked away proudly, he knelt on the ground, carefully picked up a few bunches of clean apricot blossoms from the ground, and held them in the palm of his hand, like a treasure.

The little beggar trotted up and down in front of Fu Jingnian, pulled the corners of his clothes, and said tentatively on thin ice: "Brother, do you want to buy a bunch of apricot flowers for the beautiful sister next to you?"

The apricot blossoms are white and red, and they are about to bloom, the little beggar tilted his head, his eyes blinked at the big brother in front of him, Fu Jingnian smiled, took a bunch of apricot flowers, took out the usual copper coin from his sleeve, and handed it to the child.

The little beggar's face changed in a hurry, and he waved his hand in a panic and said, "Big brother, I have given a lot of silver, and it only costs a penny." ”

"It's okay, big brother has money, you take it. Fu Jingnian touched the little beggar's head dotingly and said with a smile.

Instead of receiving the money, the little beggar became more anxious, and his little face wrinkled together, "My mother said that you can't be a man..."

"Then you can give the eldest brother another bouquet, that's all right?" Fu Jingnian bent down and took out an apricot flower from the little beggar's hand, didn't give him a chance to say more, and led the horse forward.

The little beggar touched the heavy copper coin in his hand blankly, which was a weight he had never felt, he turned his head to look at Fu Jingnian's back, and muttered, "Big brother is really a good person." ”

"Mother, the flowers are sold, I just met a kind big brother and gave me the usual copper coins, when I sell some more flowers, we can go to Lang Zhong for treatment." The little beggar couldn't suppress the joy on his face, and happily ran to a smoke in an alley on the left, where a middle-aged woman with a plutonic complexion and thin yellow muscles was quietly leaning against the corner, already breathing more and inhaling less.

Fu Jingnian raised his head and squinted his eyes at the sun, he knew that there were always some places where the darkness and heaviness that the sun could not shine.

Originally, behind the glamorous and glamorous, there were ragged clothes. The bustling city is like a stage, everyone puts their focus on the place where the sun shines, and what the audience sees is gorgeous and magnificent. Who would pay attention to the corners where the sun doesn't shine, even if there is dust in them, or even dead rats?

Fu Jingnian suddenly stopped, and a middle-aged man with a two-handful mustache pushed a small wooden cart and shouted loudly, and there were some handmade toys on the wooden cart, such as windmills, wooden spinning tops, and so on.

When the peddler didn't have any eyesight, how could he do it, he saw Fu Jingnian stop, and knew that the business was coming to the door, so he immediately bent down and said with a flattering smile: "Childe, do you want to take a look? The things in the small shop are famous for their good quality and low price." ”

Fu Jingnian nodded, flipped over the car casually, reached out to pick up a mask, and asked, "Boss, how do you sell it?"

The mask is pitch black and made of black iron, with a dull luster and a rough touch.

"Five cents. The peddler arched his hand and said flatteringly, "If you want, our shop can also engrave your favorite words on the mask for free." ”

Fu Jingnian threw a grain of broken silver to the vendor, and said, "I want it." ”

The peddler smiled happily, put the broken silver into his sleeve with his hands and feet, picked up the mask and asked, "What kind of character does Childe want to engrave?"

Fu Jingnian thought for a moment, and after a while, he spoke softly, "Read." ”

"Okay, Childe wait a minute, it'll be fine immediately. The peddler pulled out a golden pen from under the cart and began to write on the left forehead of the mask.

This peddler is not good-looking, but this character is really written with a hand, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the clouds are flowing smoothly.

Fu Jingnian smacked his tongue and said: "People can't look good, you can practice a good pair of words." ”

The peddler raised his head and smiled: "Childe said that he laughed, this business used to eat, how can you do it if you don't practice well." ”

Fu Jingnian snorted, and within a moment, a golden reading word jumped into it, the gesture was majestic, and the posture was horizontal, like an iron and silver hook, sonorous and powerful.

Fu Jingnian squinted his eyes, stretched out his five fingers to cover the pitch-black mask on his face, he turned his head to look at Chang'an, only revealing his eyes that were as clear as water, and in the next moment, in the depths of the demonic pupils, two traces of thunder and lightning suddenly flashed, and his eyes, which were as clear as water, instantly became murderous.

ps: Are you ready?If you're ready, then tomorrow it's time for our bandits to show their swords, turn on the rampage mode, and play a fucking big one.

If life is not wanton and crazy once, is it still called life? Let's be young and frivolous together.