Bamboo horse, bamboo horse, cheating and fraud

Chapter 18

13 years ago, Beijing.

"It's said that Tang Xuanzong came to the illusory Penglai fairy mountain, and saw a fairy in the exquisite pavilion. Guess what? It's really strange! The concubine smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes looked forward, and the expression of her eyebrows and eyes was exactly the same as that of a fairy. The late Yang Yuhuan is exactly right!" Speaking of the highlight, the voice stopped abruptly, and the man sitting on the stage straightened his clothes slightly, cleared his throat, and looked around pretending to be casual.Sure enough, everyone in the audience stared at their eyes with rapt attention, and their necks stretched out neatly, like crispy roast ducks lined up in the market waiting to be baked.

Terrific!Terrific!Mr. Storyteller praised a few times from the bottom of his heart.But these regular customers are much fatter than those ducks in the market!

However, his eyes flickered to a pale yellow figure, and that petite and lovely figure was also staring straight at the stage.Jade hairpin head, pink silk sleeves, smoky eyebrows like daisy, eyes like water, the woman's exquisite facial features are spotless, in the eyes of the storyteller, they are like batter that has been boiled for a long time, so sticky that I can't move it for a long time open your eyes.

"Keep talking, why did you stop?" The troublemaker finally couldn't hold back.

It took a while for the storyteller to come back to his senses, and he withdrew his wolf-like gaze.The woman noticed it, and gave him an awkward look, but it was this coquettish look that made the storyteller's heart soar to the ninth heaven!

He coughed lightly, and said in a hurry, "If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down!" I ended today's chapter, and I watched the woman leave with a sigh of relief...

It's strange to say that the storyteller loves to show off most of the time, even if the time is not up, eight sedan chairs can't carry half of his words, but since that day, he has been inexplicably diligent.The frequency of evading illnesses is not as much as before, and sometimes there will be a couple of occasional friendship gifts.

The boss of Goulan is naturally happy, but he just wonders how to deal with the laziness of these years?

"What happened later was much more logical. The storyteller, with his sharp tongue, quickly captured the beauty's heart. Two young beating hearts gathered together. If the story goes on, I'm afraid it will be just a paragraph. What a romantic story!"

"Oh? I'm curious, will the man and the woman finally get married?" Chen Yunxian asked curiously.

"Finally married? Alas, not really!" I sighed, and continued: "Who would have thought that woman is the daughter of a bureaucrat, and her father is a high-ranking and powerful man, so he doesn't allow his beloved daughter to have any relationship with the boys in the world. Poor The kid was disheartened, so he packed up his clothes and left the capital, the land of fireworks. On the way back to his hometown, he accidentally picked up a son, raised him, and became his unlucky father. You see, the following story, there is no It's so beautiful, so I didn't intend to tell Mr. Chen about it!"

"It's really a pity! Xiaosheng is curious, I don't know if the storyteller is real, or it's just a story that the Taoist priest made up on the whim!"

Damn it, Chen Yunxian, you are really tight-lipped!

I said quietly: "Whether it is true or not, Mr. Chen probably knows it all too well! Oh, no, maybe it should be called Yun Sui. Yun Sui, how long are you going to keep it from me?"

The moonlight was like water, and he Shi Shiran stood in the moonlight of the small building, his sky blue clothes fluttering gently in the breeze.

Looking back, he smiled brightly: "When did you decide?"

"It's noon today. Do you remember that on the way back to the inn, you said that I'm not working hard, I don't know the five grains, I don't look like I came from a poor family", but I obviously never mentioned my background to you !"

He was a little surprised, and then he said with a relieved smile: "It's really my negligence!"

"Is it necessary to take this step?"

I always feel that there is a breath in my heart, I can't swallow it, and I can't relax it, so every sentence is filled with a bit of sadness, "Do you really don't want to recognize me anymore by doing this?"

He didn't answer me, but he breathed a long sigh of relief and said with emotion: "I used to think that man can conquer the sky, but later I found out that walking and stopping all the time is caused by things pushing people, so some things, once they happen, don't worry about it." If you study it further, you can simply follow the fate."

What a resignation!His tone was as light as water, and my heart was covered with a layer of autumn.

"So if you change your name and pretend you don't know me, can you pretend that none of this happened?"

Yun Sui just smiled lightly and stopped answering.

After being silent for a long time, I suddenly recalled the past, and many complicated emotions surged in my chest: "Ah Yun, do you still remember that you once said to me 'you are here' before, and I really thought that you would never leave .”

I clearly remember that when he was a child, he was also so stubborn.

At that time, I was used to being wild, and skipping classes was commonplace.If you don't change after repeated admonition, the master is too lazy to take care of it.Over time, everyone followed suit, so for a long time, my master regarded me, Xu Zifang, as a thorn in my side.

And our greatest pleasure is to go hunting birds in the forests in the mountains.Get rid of the heavy housework, the supervision of the adults, and the nagging of the master. With one hand, the stone is put on the slingshot and aimed, and then released, and a bird falls in response.

Because I aimed fast and accurately, I soon became the leader of a group of children.

The happiest thing at that time was to fantasize that I could also become the hero of the rivers and lakes with a bow and a big eagle, and one day ride a horse and see all the flowers in Chang'an.

And the first step of the heroic dream may be to save the little boy from suffering.

In his teens, who would want to be imprisoned in a cramped school all day long?So whenever everyone happily ran to the back mountain, there would always be a small face carved from white jade, the eyebrows were almost twisted into twists, but they never just bit their lips lightly, looking at a group of children. Noisily ran out of the private school.

Finally, as a way of repaying the couplet incident, I raised my eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Bookworm, are you going?"

The boy in plain clothes just bit his lip and shook his head.

"Aren't you going?" I shook the slingshot in my hand at him, and said with a sinister smile, "Don't worry, your father won't know! Master, he never told us about our crimes!"

The child pondered for a long time, finally nodded hesitantly, and let go of his reddened lips.

It was also that time that I realized for the first time that people are divided into grades, grades, grades, grades, five grades, and grades. I also knew that the master didn't want to care about us, but he didn't want to waste his efforts.

The weather turned cold, and when I saw that short figure knelt in the bleak autumn wind for a day, I felt a lot of different feelings for the first time in my life-anxiety, guilt, uneasiness...maybe all of them, or neither.

I dare not look into his eyes, because what is reflected in those eyes is Wanli Jiangtian in the bleak autumn wind.He knelt for a day, and I stood with him from a distance for a day.