The years when I was an old man

How many past events in the rivers and lakes have become a cloud of the past amidst Zhang Xingzhang's sorrowful laughter.

Liu Yunxiu stood where he was, and he kept watching Huo Yutong.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"It turns out that the rumors in the Jianghu are true. Huo Yutong, a rare girl from a generation of thousands of families and a thousand-handed jade fox, suddenly retreated into the Jianghu, and she actually married Melo. Old Zhang, am I right?"

Zhaixing Zhang sighed, holding the poker cards in his hand.

He didn't answer Liu Yunxiu's words, but looked at Huo Yutong with pity.

Huo Yutong ignored Liu Yunxiu, her eyes turned to the ancestral hall again.

After a while, he murmured to himself:

"Yundian Yanyu Road, a century-old rivers and lakes trip. It was here that I met my late husband, Mr. Mei, for the first time. At that time, I only lamented that there were few heroes in the rivers and lakes, but it was unexpected that he would marry a hero one day. It's just a pity. The rivers and lakes are turbulent, and the land of Yundian has become a tomb of heroes..."

Huo Yutong's few words made most people dumbfounded.

A strange woman in the rivers and lakes, a legend of a thousand families.

The two had a secret marriage in Yundian, but because of Yundian, life and death were different.

How can all this not make people feel emotional?

And the old Mr. Wu once told me that although he was with Melo.But he never knew who Mello's wife was.

It seems that after the two got together, Huo Yutong had retired from the world.

I stood there expressionless, but my heart was full of turmoil.

In my impression, my mother has always been a vague shadow.

I don't even have any recollection of her.

Huo Yutong in front of me, I can't connect her with the image of my mother at all.

As soon as Huo Yutong finished speaking, Sui Jiangwan in front of the stage suddenly sneered.

Her pretty face was full of disdain.

"A strange woman? Huo Yutong, you can really put gold on your face. Who doesn't know that you are just a vixen mistress who threw himself into your arms while taking advantage of others' danger!"

"is it?"

Huo Yutong was as calm as water and gentle as spring.

It formed a strong contrast with Sui Jiangwan, who was full of hostility.

"Am I wrong? In terms of appearance, I am better than you. In terms of temperament, I am better than you. In terms of time, I know Melo before you. The two of us have been in love for a long time. You take advantage of me not by his side You threatened to get pregnant after a night of spring night. Otherwise, how could he have taken a liking to you, a vixen? How could he have been defeated in Yundian? All of this is because of you!"

Sui Jiangwan's voice became higher and higher, and the last few words were almost screamed out.

And her whole body was completely in a state of gaffe.

His long hair was also blowing around with the mountain wind.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qu Fengmei, who was standing not far away, sneered.

"The saddest thing in the world is being ugly and not knowing it. Sui Jiangwan, after so many years, you are living more and more like a joke!"

Listening to Master Hong at the side, he couldn't help but whispered to me:

"I found out that my mother is more sarcastic than me..."

Seeing that I didn't answer, he immediately said:

"Little Sixth Master, if you are Melo's son, then Huo Yutong is your mother. She and my mother seem to have known each other for a long time, and they should have a good relationship. Then we are not considered family friends?"

I silently looked at Huo Yutong without saying a word.

Now I am also chaotic.

I remember when I first met Huo Yutong, I thought so too.

But she feels so perfect to me, so perfect that I don't even seem worthy of being her son.

Huo Yutong didn't care about Sui Jiangwan's words at all, she just shook her head slightly, sighed, and said:

"Floating obsession, joy and sorrow are in vain. Master Sui, your obsession is so deep that you can't tell which is real and which is your imagination. My husband passed away many years ago, and I didn't want to be with you again. You are entangled with these past events. But you are entangled with me everywhere, so today you and I will make an end..."

Huo Yutong's tone was flat, but Sui Jiangwan was extremely excited.

"Okay, can you tell me how to end it?"

As soon as Huo Yutong raised her hand, a person behind her handed her a set of scrolls.

While gently opening the scroll, she said:

"I heard that you have always regarded yourself as my late husband's confidante, and have shown others the calligraphy and painting he wrote to you many times. Coincidentally, I also have a copy in my hand. You can take a look..."

The moment the scroll was opened, Sui Jiangwan's body couldn't help shaking.

But the others seemed to be suddenly enlightened.

I stood aside and could see clearly.

The verses mentioned above are exactly the same as Sui Jiangwan's, they are all written:

"For more than forty years in the rivers and lakes, cleverness has been misunderstood by cleverness. Clouds and clouds are rising, and everything is won and lost."

The difference is that the following inscription and postscript are "In the autumn of Bingyin, Melo wrote it before leaving Yundian, and gave it to my wife Huo Yutong. The world is different, and the distance is thousands of miles. Just a small poem, chatting with each other. Wanwang loves his wife Treasure! Treasure! Treasure again!".

What's more, the scroll that Huo Yutong was holding had a few personal seals on it.

This scene made everyone even more curious.

Why did two extremely similar scrolls suddenly appear?

Master Hong watched it with relish, and he said to me in a low voice:

"Little Sixth Master, I didn't expect that your father is also a fellow. This way of picking up girls is too strong. A painting or a poem is changed with a few words, and then given to different people. This trick is brilliant..."