have fun for the rest of your life

South Town of Yecheng

"In March, there is no silver for the wine, so I have to go to the street to find the wine shop. After drinking three rounds, I go around the room, and the sun is hidden in the mountains and the swallows return to the Liang. Eh~ Which daughter throws a stick of incense, which makes people think drunk. Yo ~ Think of people!"

It was March in Yangchun, and the peach blossoms in Taohuaao had already turned red. It rained a little last night, and glass-like drops of water hung on it, reflecting the rising sun on the top of the mountain, which was very dazzling.

Old man Ye got busy early in the morning, humming a few catchphrases, shaking his head, trying to feel at ease.

Taohuaao is surrounded by mountains on three sides and faces water on the other.

Whenever it rains, the water will come together from all directions, slant down from the mountain stream, and flow through the Taohua depression into the Jiuqu River.The so-called Jiuqu River has nine bends and eighteen bends, hence the name.

Today is March [-]th, the beginning of the annual Peach Blossom Festival.The annual Peach Blossom Festival is the busiest time in Nanzhen, and the purpose is to take advantage of the peach blossoms in full bloom, or with relatives, or with friends, or random people, to meet and enjoy the flowers.Therefore, the Peach Blossom Festival, which lasted for seven days, is to build a bridge for the younger generation.If you fancy a girl or guy, you can give a lantern as a gift.If the other party accepts your lantern and puts it in the Jiuqu River, it means he has accepted your invitation.

"Have fun! Have fun!" Old Man Ye shouted into the room.

The one who answered was a young man in his twenties, Ye Jinhuan.Tsing Yi plus body, waist-length hair tied casually with a thin rope, tall and tall, face like a crown jade, big eyes and thick eyebrows, eyeballs as black as black jade, Langlang like the sun and the moon in his arms, decadent like a jade mountain about to collapse .Good-looking is good-looking, but it always makes people feel a little pleasing to the eye.

"Grandpa?" Ye Jinhuan replied, at a loss as to what was going on.

"Look at you! Hurry up and wash up. What kind of disheveled clothes do you look like!" Seeing how casual he was, Old Man Ye hurriedly pushed him into the room. "Change into decent clothes, tie up your hair, and don't look so serious, otherwise, which girl would like you?"

Ye Jinhuan was amused for a while, it's only [-]:[-], the sun has not yet passed the mountain, and the ground has just gotten a little hot, why are you in such a hurry?

"When is this? It's still early in the evening."

Old man Ye poked him on the head suddenly, and scolded with a smile: "You are careless! Ah Si went there before dawn, and you didn't go to Aoli. It's better to go for a walk earlier."

Ye Jinhuan had no choice but to follow him.

Ye Jinhuan was picked up by Old Man Ye. 24 years ago, old man Ye went up the mountain to collect firewood. When he was halfway up the mountain, he suddenly heard the cry of a baby. After searching for a long time, he finally found Ye Jinhuan in a place with lush weeds.At that time, he was lying on a piece of blue cloth, and he was wearing a big red bellyband. Seeing that Old Man Ye stopped crying, his black eyes rolled, he grinned, his mouth was drooling, and his buttocks were still sticking out. .This made old man Ye amused, he is a man of knowledge!He hugged Ye Jinhuan immediately and raised him for 24 years.

It happened to be noon when we arrived in the town, and Ye Jinhuan walked through the bustling crowd and came to Thirteenth Street, which seemed deserted in comparison.

The original Thirteenth Street was not called Thirteenth Street. No one remembers what it was called after a long time.

Thirteen, is a person's name rather than a ranking, taken from Hua Shisan.

According to legend, Hua Shisan was the most prestigious brewer in Yecheng.The wine is unsealed, and the fragrance is ten miles away. Pedestrians smell the fragrance and get off their horses, which attracts many drinkers to salivate.Naturally, there are many people in the world who love to compete with one another, wave after wave of brewing masters brought their proud wines, but they were all defeated by Hua Shisan.

No one can beat the wine that has been brewed for most of his life, and I am afraid that only Hua Shisan knows the taste of it.

Maybe it's because of the extreme cold in the high place, loneliness and loneliness hit me like a storm.This year, Hua Shisan brewed new wine, which was unsealed in winter ahead of time.On the day it was unsealed, the fragrance of the mellow wine caused the plum blossoms in Yecheng to fully bloom, and the red plums reflected the snow, which was extraordinarily enchanting.Plum blossoms are lonely and arrogant, so why not Hua Shisan.After drinking with Mei for three days, he hanged himself at night while there was no one around.The strange thing is that on the day of Hua Shisan's first seven days, the originally strong and beautiful plum blossoms in Yecheng all withered overnight, as if they were going to return with Hua Shisan.Since then, Thirteenth Street has been named Hua Shisan, and it specializes in selling wine, and only sells wine at night.

The legend is not to be believed, it is indeed an exaggeration, and it is more or less a gimmick.

Ye Jinhuan was walking on Thirteenth Street, feeling very comfortable and comfortable.

The wine shops on Thirteenth Street are different from those in other places. These wine shops are scattered on both sides of the street.There are also some more special ones-a few bamboo poles, a piece of oilcloth and tables and stools are wine shops.It is said that the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. If the wine is really good, people who love wine will not care whether the place is simple or not. Naturally, there is a place to sit. It is more generous, and there is no need for a place to sit. .

Thirteenth Street is wide enough for four cars to drive abreast, and one or two plum trees are planted in front of each restaurant.Generally speaking, the beauty of plums is disease--qu, ji, and Shu. The plums on Thirteenth Street are different. Here, the emphasis is on natural growth, the so-called obedience to destiny.Therefore, the plums on this street have different postures and thousands of shapes, and they are taller, a little straighter, with many branches, but they look different.

Ye Jinhuan came to Thirteenth Street to deliver wine.Old man Ye is also a brewer, although the Peach Blossom Drunk he brews is not famous all over the world, it is well-known in Ye City, and this Peach Blossom Drunk is only sold in a tavern in Fusheng Yimeng!

The proprietress of Fusheng Yimeng is an out-and-out hot pepper, known as Feng Siniang.Speaking of this Feng Siniang, she can be considered a famous big shot.Feng Siniang's father brewed good wine, and she started this dream of life, but Feng Siniang loved to dance with knives and guns, and she preferred martial arts to wine, so her father didn't learn any skills.Anyway, rotten wood is rotten wood, she can do whatever she wants.Perhaps Feng Siniang's ancestors had accumulated virtues, and by chance, she met Yun Shan, the fifth elder of Yunzong.Seeing that she had good aptitude, Yun Shan accepted her as his apprentice on a whim.Later, Feng Siniang took Mu Qing, the eldest disciple of Yunshu, the lord of Yunzong, back to Nanzhen, and gave birth to the little spicy Mujin.Mu Qing came to Fusheng Yimeng to learn wine making from Father Feng. Perhaps it was due to his talent. Not only did he learn [-]% of the wine making skills, but he also became more and more refined. In the end, the wine making skills became his own, and Fusheng Yimeng became famous. No., many alcoholics come here especially for the name.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qing's old illness relapsed, and there was no cure for medicine and stone, so she left within a few days, leaving only Feng Siniang in grief and Hibiscus whose teeth were not fully grown.People on Thirteenth Street said that Muqing wine was so well brewed that it was the Jiuxian who invited him there.Those cultivating immortals were invited by the gods, what's the reason?But Father Feng was so sad because of the loss of his beloved disciple that he collapsed from heart disease and depression, and never got up again.

To some extent, Feng Siniang is Ye Jinhuan's half master.If it weren't for her, Ye Jinhuan would have been a villager who had never seen the world.Taught him the art of cultivating immortals, and humbly found a way to send him to the No. [-] Immortal Sect, the No Name Sect.

It's a pity that he is still useless after entering Xianzong. He went there full of expectations and returned disheartened.Ye Jinhuan smiled bitterly in his heart, came to the door of Fusheng Yimeng, pushed the door open, saw Feng Siniang who was cleaning the table, and shouted: "Aunt Feng, this is a new wine, should it be placed on the counter or in the backyard?" cellar?"

Seeing that it was Ye Jinhuan who came, Feng Siniang was full of joy, put down the rag and came over. "It's just in time, and the meal will be ready soon."

Taking the wine in Ye Jinhuan's hand, he sniffed it at the mouth of the jar, the aroma of the wine is very good, it's good! "Why is this so? Where can it be sold?"

"Grandpa asked me to come to the Peach Blossom Festival. This altar was sent over for you to taste first. He said that the rest will be delivered in a few days."

When Feng Siniang heard this, she reacted suddenly and pretended to pinch Ye Jinhuan. "What? Have you figured it out?"

Ye Jinhuan asked her back: "What does Aunt Feng think?"

"Talk about what you want, I don't think you have learned too much!" Feng Siniang collected the wine and walked towards the backyard. "That girl Mu Jin is going to come back tonight, so don't go back, just stay in my poor place and rest for the night."

Ye Jinhuan responded.

It was night, when Thirteenth Street changed from day to day, and all kinds of drunkards poured in, making a lot of noise.In these large and small restaurants, there are those who are full of guests, and those who have few customers. There are those who get drunk alone, those who drink together, and those who have a good time in a group...

The meandering river passes through South Town, and the river flows into the endless night.The well-proportioned houses stand by the river, and the dim light shines through the doors, windows and doors.As night falls, the street is brightly lit, as bright as day, and there are endless hawkers, most of whom sell lanterns and snacks.

The folk customs of the Xuan Dynasty were civilized and did not pay attention to so many old rules and customs.So everyone's young lady and the girls from Xiao's family came out, either looking at all kinds of lanterns, or guessing lantern riddles, or whispering to each other in a subdued voice.The daughter's family frowns, frowns and smiles, but it surprises the sons and daughters on the side!

Ye Jinhuan made a trick to change his face into that of an assistant scholar, strolling leisurely, stopping to look at it from time to time.

As they were walking, there was suddenly a lot of silence in front of them. Many women were chatting in small groups, looking shyly at the other side of the street.

Ye Jinhuan followed the trend, and immediately froze in place, opening his mouth, wanting to say a thousand words but feeling stuck in his throat.He felt a tightness in his throat, and a rush of air in his chest.Shouting words filled his mind, tearing apart the dusty memories bit by bit.

There was a man standing at the other end of the street, that man was dressed in white, his black hair was combed up, and he was wearing a white jade crown. He was a little taller than Ye Jinhuan. With a natural taste of books, he is just a gentleman with amazing talent and elegance.

Mu Yusheng, it turns out that after seven years, you are still the same, never alarmed, calm and calm, always acting as if you reject people thousands of miles away.

"The outer sect disciple Ye Buzheng has a wicked mind. He broke into the forbidden area without permission, stole the exercises, and colluded with the demon sect. He committed a heinous crime. Considering that he was still young, he abolished his cultivation and was expelled from the sect. He will never be able to step into the Wuming sect again. If you violate it, you will be killed!"

On the day we left Wumingzong, the weather was fine, the sky was clear and there were only a few white clouds crowded together in piles in the sky, coupled with the warm wind, it didn't seem like a day of parting.But that really wasn't a parting, it should be that he was so embarrassed that he was kicked out before he even had time to lick his wound.