I am the leader of the capital

Under the moonlight, Nangong Jie had the aura of a snake. After looking at the moon, he said to Cao Achou: "You dare not open it. Are you afraid of death or knowing the inside story?"

"It's just death, why should a man be afraid of it? But there are always many things in the world that are more important than death. It is the most painful thing to die without knowing why, isn't it?" Cao Achou looked at Nangong Jie.

"Then you know the inside story?"

Cao Achou, who had quite a lot of white hair on his head, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't know anything, I only know that my father and brothers were willing to die back then. Only a few people should know the reason."

Nangong Jie understood everything in an instant. He, Cao Achou, didn't dare. He was afraid of finding out something that would shame the Cao family. The man looked at Cao Achou again and said, "Then what are you going to do? I saw you today. What did you play with such a small family when you were there?"

"I don't know what to do next, I just pass the time." Cao Achou, with disheveled hair, shook his head, and in Nangong Jie's eyes, he looked depressed.

Nangong Jie suddenly said: "The emperor is already old."

Cao Achou trembled all over. Nangong Jie knew that he had guessed right, and had nothing else to say. After saying hello, he walked out of the yard. The man who had left the yard stood outside the door. The movement behind him turned his head back.

The embroidered ghost that frightened the world is like a dead flower and tree, which can be broken by a gust of wind. At this moment, the dead tree is standing up and walking into the house. Nangong Jie knows that if he does not deliberately meet, this may be the last time in his life. met.

"Cao Lingzhou."

The embroidered ghost's foot paused in the air for a long, long time before he put it down. After decades, someone once again solemnly called his name.

"When I was young, Jinyi was leaning on the inclined bridge."

Hearing the voice behind him, Cao Achou turned around in a hurry, as if he had returned to the time when he was young in a trance. Young people always like to call themselves young three or two months ago, but looking back at that time, they were all young. Young, that is the young self who always walks in the streets and alleys of the capital in fresh clothes and angry horses.

The prestige of the Cao family also allowed him to openly accept everyone's eyes. He couldn't understand other people's eyes and bodies, but he fell in love with being in the limelight, so he always wore the most conspicuous things. He once flaunted it at a party Write down: At that time, when he was young, he leaned against the leaning bridge in brocade clothes, causing countless people to call him old-fashioned.

But he fell in love with the two lines of poems he wrote, and he never left his mouth all day long. These lines were printed on his fan, pen, letter paper, and clothes, wherever he could decide.

Seeing the Dragon King Nangongjie who was separated from him by the yard, he stretched out his hand to fold a flower under the moonlight, and with a light flick, the flower went straight to him across the yard, and the man reached out to catch the flower that fell in front of him.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, the dragon king Nangong Jie, who is known as the vicious man in the Jianghu, showed his big white teeth with a smile, and said loudly: "Cao Lingzhou, please wear flowers."

Cao Lingzhou smiled and shed tears. After pursing his lips, he pinched the flower and gently put it on his black and white hair. This familiar and long-lost action reminded Cao Achou of many things, and also remembered many, many things. People, parents, brothers, sisters...

Nangong Jie watched the hunched man in front of the door straighten his spine, patted his heart and made a rumbling sound, and said with a young man's pride:

"I, Nangong Jie, dare not say anything else. I can accompany you once with this life. As for why it is only once, it is because there will be no next time after death. You, Cao Lingzhou, are my friend of Nangong Jie, the only friend I have had for decades, so there is If you need it, you don’t need to be polite, no matter who the other party is, as long as it is your enemy, life or death, I don’t care.”

Cao Lingzhou straightened his waist and nodded solemnly, "Okay."

Nangong Jie waved his hand, "Let's go then. If you have anything to do, please remember to find me. If there is nothing to do, this may be the last time we meet. Call me my nickname again."

"Miss.

"Hahaha..." Nangong Jie, who was laughing loudly, strode away, and then replied: "A running dog."

Hearing the familiar title and looking at the departed old man, Cao Achou slowly squatted down with his head in his arms, thinking of the few ancients, and murmured: "Farewell, Nangong Barbarian."

In the small courtyard under the moonlight, an embroidered ghost named Cao Lingzhou cried bitterly, for those relatives who gradually could not remember their faces, for the only one who went farther and farther, who would fight for himself. A confidant who will die for himself.

Nangong Jie, who was going further and further away, thought that Cao Lingzhou had at least written one sentence: At that time, when he was young, Jinyi leaned on the inclined bridge, and he could not be compared with him in this life. After racking his brains, he didn't think of anything to show off I looked back and found that there were almost no lights in this remote place.

Nangong Jie suddenly remembered that these years he always appeared in all kinds of poor mountains and evil waters. In order to avoid alarming wild animals, he never illuminated any candles except the moonlight. This world is very wonderful, as long as you have a lamp, Then you are a human being, and if you can only use moonlight at night, then you are a savage or a monkey.

Suddenly inspired, Nangong Jie murmured: A confidant in the world is better than a ten-year lamp.

"Hahaha, I, Nangong Jie, can't be regarded as a savage for carrying a lamp. If I can write this sentence, then I'm not a savage either. To have a confidant like you, Cao Lingzhou, even if the price is ten years of life and blood, it's worth it!"

The moonlight records all the partings.

……

Whose rooster in the city started to crow early, Wenlai Inn was in a remote place, Zhao Fujin woke up in the morning and twisted his neck, only to feel uncomfortable. Looking outside at the bright sky, the light mist moved with the wind .

After getting up and washing, Zhao Fujin took a small bench outside the door and started to read. In such a cold morning, people's minds are clearer than other worlds. Zhao Fujin found that there was an extra breath around him while he was reading. When he looked up, it was him That little donkey.

"What's the matter? Brother donkey?"

The young man said casually, but the donkey seemed to understand it, and bit his sleeve and dragged him into the house. Zhao Fujin was very puzzled, but he put away the book and followed the donkey and walked a few steps behind. He took himself to the door of the small room.

As soon as Zhao Fujin saw the small room, he had some guesses in his heart. If the old man who claimed to be a wonderful old man came back, he would not need to take care of business while sleeping. Where can I get a good body to study?

Thinking that the old man went to the basement after he came back, there should be some business, so it is better not to bother him, but he still asked the donkey to confirm: "Brother donkey, is the old man down here?"

The donkey with double eyelids in the young Zhao Fujin's mouth nodded, as if he felt that his nodding was imposing, so the donkey raised its front leg and tapped Zhao Fujin's shoulder again, just like a big brother explaining something to a younger brother.

Zhao Fujin couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew this donkey was very smart, so he stretched out two hands and lifted the donkey's hoof off his shoulders. After dusting off the dust, Zhao Fujin went outside to study again.

From time to time, the early-rising residents greeted young people when they went out. The young people sometimes responded when they heard it, and they didn’t respond when they couldn’t hear it.

There was movement in the attic in Shuiyuntiannei, and Han Di's mansion got up before dawn. After washing up, he began to memorize books in the room. Today he planned to go to Dongxu to find the doctor who studied medicine.

He probably knows the rules of the Eastern Preface. Every master can recruit students. Although the accepted students have to pass the assessment, as long as a certain master agrees to you to join, then you have a [-]% certainty to enter the East. In order, after all, masters will not lower their value to recruit some people with no skills, but sometimes they will lose face if they are rejected by the assessment.

Han Difu read all the medical skills of Master Huang Cixu roughly, and then selected the best few books to draw and recite the key points. Han Difu turned off the lights early last night and went to bed thinking about early today Get up and recite it for a while, and if you recite it now, you won’t forget it too quickly later.

When Yun Musheng woke up from his sleep, it was not yet dawn. He slapped his forehead heavily after remembering what happened last night, and some cursed himself for being fooled by the vixen, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that this was wrong, didn’t it? Call Qian Yu a vixen?

Although I was the one who took the initiative, Yun Qianyu really seemed like a vixen last night, especially when he finally pulled off his clothes, his heart almost jumped out, if it wasn't for Yun Bailing crying in Yun Qianyu's arms Crying and falling asleep, I might spend the night there.

The young man got up from the bed, sat by the window and let the wind blow for a while. The cool wind made Yun Musheng realize how ridiculous it was for him to kiss Yun Qianyu on his own initiative last night. How could Yun Qianyu explain it?
He couldn't say that he was sleepwalking, could he? If Yun Qianyu hadn't pushed him away at the last moment and let him scare Yun Bailing, wouldn't he have woken up in her bed?
The boy who got dressed opened the door and peeked at Huiyun Qianyu's room secretly, "Hey! The boy has the troubles of a boy."

It's just that although nothing happened in the end, Yun Musheng was still curious why he thought Yun Qianyu was so beautiful last night?Why can't I control myself at all?Until now, Yun Musheng still remembers his mental journey last night.

At that time, there was a feeling of tranquility. When he was with Yun Qianyu, he actually imagined the rest of his life, but after waking up in the morning, he found that he could still remember the thoughts of last night, but he couldn't realize it.

Just like last night, I seemed to have an infinite obsession with Yun Qianyu, but when I woke up in the morning and thought of Yun Qianyu, I didn't have any such thoughts. What filled my brain was disgust, which seemed to be my closeness to Yun Qianyu last night Make your body feel uncomfortable.

He tried his best to think about Yun Qianyu, but he still didn't have any feelings in his heart. He didn't seem to have any sexual desires for that woman who was so beautiful that he violated the rules. Except last night, he had no interest in her, and he never had any. interest.

"why?"

Yun Musheng, who was talking to himself, couldn't think of the reason. If he still had the intention to hold his hand and grow old together with Yun Qianyu last night, then he wouldn't mind marrying her. She is really nice after all.

The young man who was in a state of confusion pushed the door open and went out. Seeing that Yun Qianyu's door was tightly closed, but Yun Bailing's doors and windows were wide open, Yun Musheng felt grateful to Yun Bailing, if it wasn't for Yun Bailing He occupied Yun Qianyu's bed last night, what should he do?

"Finally a good thing the little boy did."

After finishing speaking, the young man went down the stairs, and he heard the thin sound of reciting a book when he got downstairs. It seemed that Han Di's mansion was afraid of disturbing others, so all the voices were kept very low.

Yun Musheng didn't bother, so he went out. Today, he didn't want to do anything in his mind, and he didn't want to practice martial arts. He might as well go out and buy some breakfast.