Everyone except me knows that I'm a broken sleeve

The blood-like setting sun fell little by little, and the lamplighter walked slowly from a distance with a candle in his hand, one after another lighted up wherever he passed, and the endless lights were reflected on the water, just like Like the stars in the human world, it is dim and shocking.

Because tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are still many pedestrians on the road. They are buying all kinds of things and materials needed for tomorrow. There are elderly people who support each other, and there are lively families of three, all for this important The festival is solemnly prepared.

The heroic heroes of the rivers and lakes are also influenced by Ruan Nong's peaceful Jiangnan water town. They hold swords and knives, either in groups or alone.Standing in front of all kinds of street vendors with lights on, along with the ordinary people who purchased, they also bought piles of things.

Someone laughed at his companion: "Why do you buy flour, and you don't know how to make moon cakes."

"I bought it back and asked the store to help me, can't I?! Go, go, go, don't bother me to choose the stuffing!"

There are also Jianghu heroes holding hands, walking from the street to the end of the street, and then from the end of the street to the street, but they didn't buy anything. The aunt who stared at them for a long time hated iron and said: "I don't know how to buy a hairpin for the girl. , elm head!"

The pair of heroes had a big blush, bought the aunt's hairpin and ran away in a hurry.

On the tall building, someone was drunk and sang loudly, expressing his sad homesickness emotionally: "Ah! My hometown! You are so far away!!!"

Before he could sing a few lines, he was dragged back by his friends, and while he was dragging, he scolded: "You don't have any points for your own literary talent?! Don't come out and embarrass you!!"

Not far away, on a lower ground, a group of girls in pink dresses with baskets in their hands were kneeling by the river and feeding the carp in the water in twos and threes.A round-faced girl looked at the fish vying to eat and sighed silently: "Little fish, little fish, you are growing up soon, I want to drink sweet and delicious stewed fish soup."

The carp shaking its head and tail didn't respond, but the other girls beside her smiled and bent over one by one, and made a sound like a silver bell, which attracted passers-by to stop and watch.

The leading girl in purple tapped the tip of the round-faced girl's nose, and said with a smile: "I'll buy it for you in a while, don't make people see the joke."

The round-faced girl smiled with crooked eyebrows and felt a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and responded with a grin.

The embankment on the other side of the river has thousands of green threads hanging down.

The thin leaves are blown by the gentle wind, silently decorating the calm water.

Gu Xiaoyong sat under the tender willow tree, watching all this quietly, with an unprecedented peace and softness in his heart.

This year was No. 20, when Emperor Qi was in power. At this time, he could barely be regarded as a Mingjun, so that many prosperous cities in Dayan still retained the appearance of Heqing and Haiyan, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, worrying about things every day. It's just what to eat for three meals.

But what many people don't know is that at this time, remote border towns are suffering from a steady stream of banditry; this year's rain is insufficient, and many farmers in the southeastern region have no harvest. The refugees in Bo have not yet formed a large scale; the Huns in the northern border of Mobei are about to move, but the military rations of the guards have been reduced year by year, and all of them have been turned into silver and fell into the pockets of officials.

In the previous life, Gu Xiaoyong lived high in the temple, and naively thought that the entire Yandu City was as prosperous and luxurious as the capital.Full of ambition, he made new policies to reduce the burden on the people, but he didn't know that the policies promulgated were misunderstood by officials layer by layer, and became a new tool to pluck the people's fat.

Gu Xiaoyong was devoting himself to thinking about Dayan, and he couldn't sleep until the third watch for Dayan. His brilliant and novel articles that benefited the people were sung and praised by scholars all over the world.Other officials, however, regard paying money as the top priority, and the officials and officials protect each other, and the people at the bottom are in dire straits, but when it is spread to the court, it becomes a thriving school, with the appearance of rivers and seas.

At that time, Gu Xiaoyong still didn't understand why the seemingly prosperous Dayan suddenly declined so quickly.

Until the family of General Zhen Guo's mansion was destroyed, Pei Mo quietly released him from the death row.

Wearing tattered shoes, he walked from the capital to Suzhou, followed by refugees, and went to the extreme north in a daze.Only then did he know how many lives were devastated and mourned under the cover of what he thought he thought was the prosperity and luxury of the Great Yan Dynasty.The desolate withered bones were full of soaring resentment and hatred from hell, and they wanted to drag Dayan to be buried with them.

Gu Xiaoyong died in the extreme north, under a cold and miserable rain.It wasn't until the moment of his death that he realized that he had made too many mistakes.

He is not a talented man who is famous in Shengjing.

He is just a decoration that is placed on the glory of the whole court, like a glamorous clown, for people to watch for fun.

When he was reciting policies and theories in the school, people in remote places were starving; when he traveled all over Shengjing in fresh clothes and angry horses, the soldiers at the border gates sat hugging each other in the cold wind because they had no thick clothes. Keeping warm; when he published one article after another that was widely circulated by scholars in the world, the Huns' war had spread to the entire Northwest.

So in this life, Gu Xiaoyong is unwilling to go back.

Day and night, he was racing against time to absorb various martial arts, almost to the point of madness.Relying on his own intelligence and the experience of the previous two lives, he stayed in that almost isolated Medical Valley for ten years.

After learning martial arts, he stole a pot of peach blossom wine from his master, and just left Peach Blossom Valley alone, wandering around.

He wanted to go and see for himself, to see how this prosperous Dayan, who had all his loved ones, perished.

There was a night wind blowing, blowing the tender weeping willows, and the green leaves brushed against the young man's face, as if trying to smooth his tightly frowning brows.

A clear and clean voice suddenly came from beside my ears: "Benefactor Gu seems to be overly worried."

"Is there?" Gu Xiaoyong took out the sake on the side, played it in his hand, and said happily, "Master Qichan is joking? I have nothing to worry about."

"The sky is clear and the earth is peaceful, and all things are transformed." Qichan lowered her eyes, said the dharma lightly, and persuaded, "What you worry about will eventually come to light."

Gu Xiaoyong waved the wine in his hand to Qi Chan, and said with a sincere smile: "I would like to borrow your good words."

The bright moon hangs coldly in the sky, and the sparse clouds are covered with a layer of plain white gauze because of the moonlight, and they slowly stop under the moon.

Qichan said again: "Have you found the person Gu Shi is looking for?"

Gu Xiaoyong raised his eyebrows and smiled back: "Guess?"

A few years ago, he was still a half-grown boy, stumbling around this huge river and lake by himself.Hiding in a ruined temple during a heavy rain, he met Qichan, a little monk who followed his master to walk around and see all kinds of things in the world.

The old monk was sitting on the dusty cushion, turning the beads reverently with his eyes closed.The bored Gu Xiaoyong moved to Qichan's side and chatted with him all night long.

It wasn't until dawn that the rainstorm stopped, and Gu Xiaoyong said goodbye to the little monk and was about to run out in a hurry.

Qichan knelt on the mat, put her hands together, turned around and called him: "Little benefactor, where are you going in such a hurry?" 』

Gu Xiaoyong turned around, smiling brightly and flamboyantly: "Look for someone. 』

The little monk asked him: "Who are you looking for?" 』

Gu Xiaoyong's figure could not be seen clearly, only an indistinct voice came from a distance: "Guess——"

In fact, he was busy looking at this huge world, and he didn't know who he was looking for.The rivers and lakes are too big, and the time is too short. At that time, Gu Xiaoyong only wanted to finish his adventures quickly, and then quickly go back to the court to recover all the regrets that can be redeemed.

Over the past few years, Gu Xiaoyong is not in a hurry anymore, even though he hasn't seen all the bustling and beautiful scenery in the world.

He propped his head up, looked at Qichan with a dull expression, and wanted to tease him.

But seeing that Qichan really took out a few copper coins, with a serious face, she calculated beside him.

A tented boat slowly rowed across the river. The boatman wore a bamboo hat and rowed with his head bowed. A woman's long song came from the boat. It was long and gentle, and it turned into stardust and shattered in the night wind.

Qichan put away the copper plate in her hand, and raised her eyes to look at Gu Xiaoyong.

Gu Xiaoyong then asked: "How is it?"

"You have already found that person." Qichan said, "It's just that the fate between you is too shallow, and there is no need to continue to meet."

Gu Xiaoyong blinked, confused: "... huh?"

Who is he looking for?Already found it? ?Fate is still shallow? ? !

Qichan patiently explained: "That person once gave you a place to live, and you also gave him a place to live."

"You have passed by countless times, and you have met and never met countless times."

——"You are doomed to miss."

Six big characters, every word punishes the heart.

It's just that Gu Xiaoyong at this time didn't realize the meaning contained in it, he just waved his hand as the monk was teasing him, and didn't pay much attention to it.

The pontoon carrying the singing goes far away.

Qichan stood up and said goodbye.

Gu Xiaoyong finished drinking a pot of sake in the night breeze, when he suddenly heard someone calling him from afar: "Smile?"

He got up and looked, but he saw Mr. Xueyi holding a neatly folded cloak in his hand, sitting in a wheelchair far away, the bustling street lamps wandering behind him, bringing the hustle and bustle of the world.

Yu Xueyuan smiled gently, and beckoned to him: "Come here."

How is it the same as recruiting a kitten?

Gu Xiaoyong complained in his heart, but he got up quickly, patted the weeds and soil on his body, and ran over on tiptoe with the sugar cake and the remaining pots of sake.

Young Master Xueyi handed him the cloak in his hand, and whispered softly: "Didn't I tell you to come back earlier?"

Gu Xiaoyong was a little embarrassed, obediently put the cloak on his body, and acted obediently to push Yu Xueyuan's wheelchair: "Hey, I'm going to be back before the sun goes down."

"Well, then what?"

"Then I met an old friend from the past and chatted with him."

"...smile."

"Ok?"

"Next time you meet other old friends, come back and tell me first, okay?"

"Oh that's fine."

One black and one white, one standing and one sitting, the figures of the two gradually disappeared in the bustling lights of thousands of families.