It's okay to fall in love, but not to be

Just after autumn, when winter was not particularly bitterly cold, a Juren who was said to have retired from the capital opened a poetry building in this remote town.The town is not big, and the name is simply Stone Town, but this poetry building has a very elegant name, Qiuyue Building.

According to the meaning of the boss, it was taken from "When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past."

He also said that if the son who came into this building could tell a story that satisfied him, he would give that person ten taels of silver.However, no one has spoken so far.

Zhang Yanran, the lady of the Zhang family, heard that there was such an interesting event, so she came over to watch the excitement.

But Zhang Yanran didn't think that he had been in this stone town for many years, and someone would think that he would renege on his debts.Isn't it just that you forgot to bring your silver when you went out?Isn't it just a plate of peanuts and a pot of hot wine?She is a dignified member of the family, and she will still renege on her debts?

"I'm the daughter of Zhang Yuanwai's family. Isn't it just some broken money? Can't I send you double when I go back later? Isn't it just a broken tavern? It looks like some terrible place " Zhang Yanran was very domineering, she didn't pay attention to the person in front of her at all.

The owner of this Qiuyue building is about 60 years old, his hair is almost black, and now he is insulted by a little girl pointing at his nose with the smell of copper, so naturally he doesn't want to let the girl go.But with the same knowledge as a little girl, it's too demeaning.

In Zhang Yanran's eyes, the boss's silence was a compromise, so his attitude became even more arrogant.But before she could say anything ugly, someone said: "Since your family is so rich, please redeem you with 100 taels of silver."

Qingyue's man's voice sounded from behind the boss. A young man in fine clothes sat at the table and said with a smile, "If not, please condescend to stay in this small broken building."

As soon as the words fell, the attendant standing beside the man moved and easily subdued Zhang Yanran.

Zhang Yanran's delicate and tender face was pressed on the table, her face was flushed from holding back, and tears were about to flow out, half from being angry, and half from feeling ashamed.

When Butler Zhang came over, he saw such a scene. He hurriedly ran over to the attendant with a sad face and begged for mercy, "Master, hero, please let my lady go, my lady has never suffered such hardship..."

Zhang Yanran pressed her face tightly against the edge of the table, and said vaguely, "Where is my father!"

"My master has gone out, and I can't come back for the time being." Butler Zhang didn't know where to start, so he could only stretch out his hand to grab the guard's hand, but how could he be the guard's opponent.

At this time, the owner of the guard finally stood up, standing beside the boss of Qiuyuelou, he was imposing and righteous, "Old Wei, what do you think should be done with her?"

The old man named Wei put his hands behind his back and sat in his usual sitting position, "If you can tell a story that satisfies me, not only will I not care about it, I will not ask you to pay 100 taels. Give you twelve."

So after going around for a while, Steward Zhang invited You Huan.

Seeing You Huan coming, Zhang Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, she felt that You Huan must be fine.

But Mr. Wei and the man didn't think so.

The man said: "I thought some powerful person was invited. There are so many poor scholars in your stone town who haven't told a story that satisfies Mr. Wei. What can such a young boy do?"

Although these words were true, You Huan was not happy when he heard them. He waved his sleeves with a refined demeanor: "In ancient times, there was Yue Fei who fought with the army at the age of 12, and Luo Linhai wrote poems at the age of seven." , I am still very popular, I, You Huan, are much older than these two, how can I be belittled by you like this?"

The man was speechless.

Instead, Mr. Wei's eyes lit up, he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "My nephew is young and frivolous, and he still looks at Haihan."

"Where is it?" You Huan also smiled, "I wonder what story you want to hear?"

"Some past events, some spring flowers and autumn moons." Wei Lao said, "It would be the best if it can be paired with wine."

You Huan sat across from the old man, thought for a while and said, "Then let's start with a dream."

"Over there in the south of the Yangtze River, there was a young lady who was unmarried. She was taking a nap in bed one day, and she had a strange dream. In the dream, she had an affair with a handsome man, and the two embraced and talked to each other. ...As the saying goes, the neighbor's daughter is just peeking at the jade, and Wen Jun has long been listening to Qin Xin. The two met for a short time and then separated. , I couldn’t help myself, and I did the happy thing in my dream. Unexpectedly, the young man’s body was weak, and his yang energy was exhausted, so he went away.... Later, the young lady gave birth to a child and took the child away. In Zhang Lang's house, he was finally forgiven, and finally served his parents-in-law until old age."

The story of You Huan has been told for a long time, and it is just an ordinary love affair, but hearing this story, old Wei's eyes filled with tears. He choked up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "May I ask if this young man is the man in the story?" Orphans?"

You Huan smiled but did not answer, "I don't know if my story suits you."

"Come on, let's go!" Old Wei pointed his fingers at the table, "Let him go."

Only then did he turn around and ask You Huan, "Can we talk now?"

"No."

At first, Wei Lao felt that his guess was correct, but when he got a negative answer, he couldn't help becoming anxious again, "Then... where did your story come from?"

"It's from the book."

"What book?"

"It doesn't matter what the title is, what matters is that the story touches your heart." You Huan glanced at the dirty wine in front of the old man, without moving at all, and then said, "It is said that good wine should match the story, But Xiaosheng thinks that a good story must have the ability to distract people from drinking."

"Learning is endless, learning is endless. You're right. Young man, at such a young age, can say something that touches people so deeply. It's really impressive..." Old Wei's expression was mournful, as if there was something wrong with him. Enlightened, he quickly picked up the rice paper beside him and began to write vigorously.

You Huan retired, and went out of Qiuyue Tower with Zhang Yanran and Zhang Butler.

Butler Zhang thanked you again and again, "Thank you, Mr. You, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain to the master."

"It's just a small matter, the housekeeper doesn't need to take it to heart." You Huan said again, "Then I'll leave first, and today I just came here to inform you and leave."

Housekeeper Zhang knew what You Huan was talking about, "Is it going to a neighboring town? I heard from the master, be careful all the way."

"Ah."

After bidding farewell to Butler Zhang, You Huan bought a roast chicken and some pastries and set off.

If you go to a neighboring town, you probably won't be there until tomorrow.

After leaving the crowded place, the white jade hairpin in You Huan's hair suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and wrapped around You Huan's body, and the top of the smoke condensed faintly into a fox-like mist.

The fox looked at You Huan for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Where did you hear your story?"

You Huan was stunned, this was the first time he heard the fox speak.But You Huan's ability to accept is obviously much better, he said: "I knew you could talk."

Regarding You Huan's ability to accept, the fox didn't want to pursue any further. He asked stubbornly, "Did you really read your story from the book?"

"That," You Huan smiled, "I made it up."

Hearing You Huan's answer, the fox went back into You Huan's hair and stopped asking any more questions.

You Huan became curious, "Master Fox, why do you ask me this question?"

Qiao Yi didn't want to say it because he said it too touchingly. In fact, he also thought that this should be a story that happened to You Huan.

However, it turned out to be fabricated!

No wonder so many goblins in the clan were deceived by humans. Humans are really good at disguising.

You Huan didn't know what Qiao Yi was thinking, he said to himself: "But it can be regarded as a combination of myself, after all, I really have been dreaming of a person all the time."

Qiao Yi naturally knew, he had seen it before.

It was getting late, and there was a dilapidated post station between the two towns. Although it was deserted, it could still provide shelter from the wind and rain.When he arrived at the post station, You Huan found a room with a slightly better environment, lit a fire, and heated up the chicken bought during the day.

"Here, Great Immortal Fox, this is for you." You Huan pulled out his hairpin, and brought the steaming roast chicken to the side of the hairpin.

Qiao Yi glanced, then closed his eyes again.

no appetite.He was still in the story unwilling to wake up and admit that it was just made up.

You Huan seemed to be used to it, and after showing a triumphant smile, he ate by himself, "Mystery, I have finally paid back the money I owed Uncle Guan."

You Huan has been thinking about this matter, but not only because he wants to pay back the money, You Huan also wants to chat more with this Uncle Guan, and it is really nice to hear someone talking about his parents again.Otherwise, the image of his parents in his mind will become more and more blurred.

You Huan bit the chicken leg in his hand, and suddenly his appetite became poor.

Qiao Yi easily noticed the change in You Huan's mood, the lifelike eyes on Bai Yuchai seemed to move, and then the fire in front of You Huan became restless.The flames flickered, and tongues of flame spewed out from time to time, and finally a blooming fire lotus appeared above the small pile of flames.

You Huan's face was flushed, half from being roasted, half from excitement, "Okay, that's amazing!"

This little trick makes you so happy?

Qiao Yi commanded his demon power, turning the flickering tongues of fire into villains, and actually acted out the story that You Huan told during the day.

But I don't know if it was intentional, but the fox fairy actually acted out the woman's erotic dream and the lingering relationship between the two, making You Huan's eyes not know where to turn.He could only decline reluctantly, "Then, that great fox, can you stop sharing these details..."

Qiao Yi bent his eyes and swallowed the fire, and everything returned to calm.

Just when You Huan's ear tips were still steaming, someone suddenly spoke outside the door.