The old road was westerly windy, and a scrawny yellow horse was tied to a tree, snorting weakly, and a few black crows on the branches were croaking so much that it was annoying.
An inconspicuous old man slowly turned from behind the tree, fastened his belt, looked helpless, and was not clean, and looked up at the crows to shush a few times, but those crows were worthy of the birds that grew near the city, and they had seen strong winds and waves more than the old sparrows on the Spring God Lake, and they were not afraid of the bluffing old man under the tree.
The old guy wasn't angry either.
Picked up the reins of the horse with one hand, led the horse slowly, reached out and weighed the rag money bag, the copper money was not much, and then there were relatives who glanced at the horse that accompanied him all the way, the yellow horse was nicknamed Xiao Huang, and the old man's own son in general, never ridden, if there were only reeds that could only be made into a mattress, it must have been for Xiao Huang to sleep first.
Alas, people are poor, short horses, thin and long hair, in fact, the silver taels originally carried with them are enough to have enough food and clothing from the north to the east, thousands of miles away, the old man eats and sleeps in the open, and there is no expense, it is nothing more than the stomach wine insects are making a lot of noise, so he goes to the city downtown or roadside wine stalls to buy a pot of wine to satisfy his cravings.
But along the way, bumped into a few poor people, this silver was spent like splashing water, the former son said that the troubled world is not as good as the Taiping dog, but now this is said to be the prosperous age of Haiyan Qingping, but not everyone can be fortunate to be the Taiping person who raises the Taiping dog, the old man who and does not untie the long cloth bag behind him is a Xishu person, and he has also walked a lot of places in this life, and he thinks that he is not the high-roller who helps the poor and saves the poor.
No matter how rich the world is, if you can compare the Son of Heaven and your own son, if you say that your life experience is more miserable, there is no bottom, there is no most bitterness, only more bitterness.
This trip, the last time I paid a lot of money was to cross the river, but it was not to pay the cheap boat fare of dozens of dollars, the two boat girls on the boat were mother and daughter, the captain was the head of the family, the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and the boat was only a while before shouting tired, let the daughter-in-law take over, and squatted on the bow of the boat to play dice, the gambling addiction was very big, and it was a lazy thing that would not pass the day.
When crossing the river before reaching the shore, the man's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the old man showing the yellow and white in his money bag, he asked him with a shy face if he wanted to open a meat, at first he thought that the boat could make a few carp caught in the river, and there happened to be a small half pot of wine in the wine pot, so he agreed to come down, and when he saw the two of them, he began to take off the thin clothes that he sewed and mended with an expressionless face, and the old man was frightened a lot, only to know that they were making a living from the boat, and quickly stopped.
Don't look at the old man's past travels with his son, he met a bold village woman sighing and breastfeeding the little baby, he will look straight in the eyes, take root under his feet, and have to pull the son to pull it before he is willing to go, really want to do a serious thing with a real knife and a real gun, the old man really can't do it, not to mention how old the two are, they can be his daughter and granddaughter, especially the real age of the female doll is only thirteen or fourteen years old, plus the family is poor and can't eat, looking at the rich girl's eleven or twelve years old, do this thing must not be punished by God Take another 10,000 steps back and say, the prime minister's porter is the third-grade official, that is, Zhang Shoufu's gatehouse, and it is not as good as the Beiliang Wangfu where my Lao Huang is located, although I Lao Huang is the first to feed the horses in the palace, but according to this statement, not to mention the three products, the seven products should be there, I really want women to go crazy, it will be difficult to use my Lao Huang to weave more than a dozen pairs of straw shoes for the son, how is there no shortage of it, when the prince inadvertently mentioned such a stubble, said back to Beiliang, to help find a warm quilt daughter-in-law.
Lao Huang thought of this, smiled innocently, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, of course the beautiful yellow flower girl didn't dare to spoil it, the charm of the still existed, and she didn't think she was worthy, but at that time, Lao Huang still hoped that there would be a white and tender girl rolling the sheets, that is, she was polite and polite with your son, and the son took it seriously.
Lao Huang slapped himself in the face, and said to himself, let you be a master in old yellow, you should practice swords when you were not a blacksmith, but it was not just to get close to those women, how to practice and practice stupidly, so ambitious and beautiful intentions to pull the urine like a pull to pull the son is a big knowledge, but not sour crepe, speaking is especially comfortable, every time stealing chickens and ducks or gnawing cucumbers and roasted sweet potatoes, when the mood is good, talk about that is called a splendor, Lao Huang clearly remembers a saying, probably saying that there is a kind of human heart in the world that is higher than the sky and life is thinner than paper, I want to make a career all day long, but unfortunately I can't do it, and it's the most fucking sad.
Lao Huang felt that this sentence had explained the great truth thoroughly, and even a coarse person like him who couldn't read big words understood it, hey, but he was praising him Lao Huang for doing a few catties of things if he had a few catties of strength Lao Huang thought about it and secretly had fun, and as soon as he grinned, he found that the old man was missing two front teeth, which was very leaky.
The old man and the thin horse walked slowly, but in the place under the sky, as long as you walk, no matter how long the distance is, there will always be an end, and you can see the majestic city without looking up Emperor Wu City, originally not called Emperor Wu City, but Linguan City, is a royal clan city in Dongyue in the Spring and Autumn Period, taken from a sentence in the poem of Zhang Shengren when he traveled to the East China Sea thousands of years ago: the east is adjacent to the Jieshi to view the sea.
Later, Wang Xianzhi, who started to be an unknown junior, fought again and again in the rivers and lakes, was valued by the Dongyue royal family, accepted as a son-in-law, and wanted to borrow Wang Xianzhi's invincible force, raise troops to rebel and usurp the country, and after the defeat, he hoped to die to the whole city But the slaughter of the city is inevitable, just at that time Wang Xianzhi and the contemporary sword god Li Chungang returned from the battle, and did not talk nonsense with the emperor, directly from outside the city to the city, the body of the city lord was sent back to the city, and then from the city to the outside of the city, so back and forth to kill three times, the last time, killed only thirty steps away from the Dongyue Emperor's tent, killing the Dongyue Sword Pool elite who had been the Dongyue Praetorian Guard for generations, Wang Xianzhi forced the emperor to make an oath under the city with the power of one person, which became the Wudi City in the Spring and Autumn Period in Dongyue.
The older and more mysterious Wang Xianzhi stands in the East China Sea, proud of the rivers and lakes, and is truly invincible in the world.
In the end, the Liyang Dynasty unified the country, and the old emperor who had never made a great career before the ancients had personally rushed to Emperor Wu City to have a secret conversation with Wang Xianzhi, one was the emperor of the world, and the other was known as the puppet who could kill the land immortals, the world only knew that these two talked very happily, neither the Son of Heaven was angry, nor the husband was angry, and then even if Emperor Wu City privately killed Zhao Gou who passed on the first rivers and lakes, the court only turned a blind eye.
Now Wang Xianzhi has rarely fought with others, and the world no longer expects anyone to defeat this conceited martial artist who can discuss life and death with Lu Zu for five hundred years, the new sword god Deng Tai'a, and Cao Changqing in Tsing Yi, these legendary figures, in Emperor Wu City, are just fighting for an undefeated, and everyone has been worshiped as a celestial god, and ordinary masters are not worthy of seeing Wang Xianzhi, let alone asking Wang Lao Wei to fight the enemy with both hands.
Then Wang Xianzhi himself, who proves the way of heaven with manpower, really wants to kill people, he is a land immortal, as long as he has not soared, I am afraid that he will hang in front of Wang Xianzhi.
The old man walked to the towering city gate, and the people in the rivers and lakes who entered the city together were all tall and graceful, not the fashionable body with red hair and iron arms and tendons, and felt that a sneeze could blow people away, or they were outstanding, wearing divine weapons, as if a fart could make the whole river and lake say that it was fragrant.
The old man and the inferior horse were hungry and cold.
The key is that before the old man entered the city, he deliberately slowed down his pace, letting a young woman in a large-sleeved gorgeous dress walk in front, staring at her two straight buttocks swaying from side to side, while taking out an ivory comb, combing her gray hair that was messy like a thatched nest, and the beautiful woman with elegant and expensive clothes Since she dared to come to Emperor Wu City alone, she was definitely not the ordinary lady who could only play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the female red, perceiving the eyes behind her, she turned her head and glared, Seeing that it was a bad old man leading a bad horse that was worse than a mule, he didn't care anymore, and went straight into the city with a cold snort.
The old man said to himself: "If my son-in-law and Wen Hua's boy see this little lady, the son-in-law should cheat Wen Hua's money again."
After entering the city, the old man walked along the main road of the central city until he could see the wall of the city within the city, then sat down at the roadside wine stall, poured the copper coins in the money bag on the table, and grinned: "Xiao Er, come to the pot of good rice wine and cook it for me." ” The shopkeeper believed that he was a local of Emperor Wu City, and he never looked down on the foreign martial artist, let alone such an old guy, so he rolled his eyes and said: "This copper coin is barely enough to exchange for a sip of rice wine." ” Lao Huang Hanhan said with a smile: "Don't worry, take a sip, and enjoy a bowl with a smaller mouth, and it will be regarded as a bowl of wine." ” After speaking, he ignored the eyes of the shopkeeper, looked up at the city, and said softly: "Childe, the wind is tight, but this time Lao Huang doesn't talk nonsense." ”: