Sword of Coming

Not long after I arrived at Mud Bottle Alley in Liu Xianyang, there was another rare guest in the alley, the handsome azure clothes student Zhao Yao, who has several points of Mister Qi Jingchun.

Zhao Yao is the eldest grandson of one of the four largest surnames in the town. Compared with Lu Zhengchun’s hedonistic son of rich parents, Zhao Yao, who is also rich in origin, has a good reputation. Many widows and lonely old people in the town have been blessed by teenagers. It is said that this is the so-called "celebrity's support in the wild" in the book. It seems that Zhao Yao's aspirations are too overestimated. It is a little bit this lowly one to save the abdomen of a gentleman. After all, a teenager has been so kind to others since he was ten temperament, year after year, without any slack.Even Good Fortune Street watched the young official grow up with his thumbs up. Every time he reprimanded his own children, he would always take Zhao Yao out as a reason. This made Zhao Yao few among peers. friend.

Lu Zhengchun's temperament is free, and he doesn't like to deal with a nerd who always cares about it. Just imagine that everyone is excited to climb the wall and peek at the pretty widow. As a result, there are people who talk about indecent assault.In short, the young Zhao Yao likes to deal with people outside of Good Fortune Street these years. He has walked almost all of the large and small alleys, except for Mud Bottle Alley, because there is Song Jixin living in this alley. Peers who often feel ashamed.

But if you really want to talk about friends, Zhao Yao probably only recognizes Song Jixin as a chess player. Although he has been losing to Song Jixin after playing chess for so many years, he is determined to win and lose. The obsession to win chess is due to obsession and talent. Gao Jue Song Jixin, Zhao Yao has always admired him, but Zhao Yao was a little lost because of his instinct telling him that although Song Jixin has a close relationship with himself, hehe haha, he never seemed to regard him as a real person. Friend confidant.

Although Zhao Yao had never visited Song Jixin's house before, he knew that this house must be Song Jixin's house when he saw a house. It originated from the Spring Festival couplet posted at the door. The reason for Song Jixin's characters is very simple. It is because the style has changed too much. It can almost be said that the characters are different. For example, the two characters "Yufeng", in one go, do as one pleases, have a lot of meaning. The word "Yuan", bordered by water, is especially profound and long.The word odd, the big mention, the boldness, thunderbolt 2 Jun!The word "Guo" is also written in a fair and peaceful manner, like Sage sitting upright, unable to pick out the slightest flaw.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, Zhao Yao almost forgot to knock on the door, leaning forward, staring at the words madly, lost in his soul, feeling that he was about to lose the courage to knock on the door.It is precisely because of his diligent practice of calligraphy and numerous posts that he knows more about the strength, weight, and spirit of those characters.

Zhao Yao was sad, took out a purse, bent over and placed it at the door, ready to leave without saying goodbye.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard suddenly opened. Zhao Yao looked up. Song Jixin seemed to be going out with servant girl Zhi Cui. The two said that Yan Yan was laughing.

Song Jixin pretended to be surprised, jokingly said: "Zhao Yao, what do you want to do in this Great Classic of Rites?"

Zhao Yao picked up the purse in embarrassment, just about to explain the reason, Song Jixin took the embroidered bag away, laughed hehe and said, "Yeah, Zhao Yao is here to give a present, so he accepted it. But let’s say in advance that I’m a poor family, but I don’t have a gift that will allow Brother Zhao to be in the sight of the Dharma.

Zhao Yao said with a bitter smile: "This bag is more than money, just treat it as my parting gift, no need to return gifts."

Song Jixin turned his head and smiled at his servant girl knowingly, and handed her the purse, "Look, I said Zhao Yao is the best scholar in the town, how about it?"

After the girl took the money bag and held it to her chest, she smiled and narrowed her eyes, very happy, and gave a 10000 blessing to her side slightly. "Thanks to Young Master Zhao, my Young Master said that there is Yu Qing in the home of good deeds. People have a blessed field, and the servants are here to wish Young Master Zhao the fabled roc flies ten thousand miles."

Zhao Yao hurriedly returned his gift and said: "Thank you Miss Zhi Cui for her good words."

Song Jixin touched the back of his head and yawned, "You are not tired."

Zhi Cui smiled and said: "If you can get a bag of money every time, the slave and maid will not be tired after giving 10000 blessings 10000 times."

Zhao Yao was somewhat blushed with shame and said, "I will disappoint Miss Zhi Cui."

Song Jixin waved his hand, "Go, drink!"

Zhao Yao looked embarrassed, and Song Jixin violently said: "A straw bag! Reading can only show rigid rules, and don't read the celebrities' romantic style, how can I do it?"

Zhao Yao asked tentatively: "A drink to be happy?"

Song Jixin rolled his eyes and said: "Drunk!"

Zhao Yao was about to speak, and was dragged away by Song Jixin around his neck.

When servant girl Zhi Cui locked the door, the 4-legged snake tried to sneak out, and she kicked it back into the yard.

When she passed by the house next door, she quietly stood on her toes and glanced sideways, and saw Liu Xianyang's tall silhouette. The latter also spotted her and immediately smiled brightly. Liu Xianyang was about to say hello to her, she had already recovered Look, walk away quickly.

There is a restaurant in the small town, but it’s really not big, but the cost is not small. It’s just that Zhao Yao is a child of Zhao Family after all. He has a good reputation and is known as the restaurant shopkeeper of Cheapskate. Today, I don’t know which one is wrong. Patting his chest and saying that he would not charge a penny, would allow two Scholars to come to the small shop to enjoy their faces and drink. It is his restaurant that shines, and the two Young Masters are right to charge him. Song Jixin immediately laughed extend the hand, begging for money on the spot, the shopkeeper's sadness found himself a step down, and said that he owed it, and he would send someone to Song Young Master to send some jars of good wine tomorrow. Zhao Yao wanted to dig a hole to drill down. The shopkeeper's always knew the weird temperament of Mud Bottle Alley Song Eldest Young Master, but he was not really angry. He personally found a quiet place by the window on the second floor for the three of them.

Song Jixin didn't talk much with Zhao Yao, and Song Jixin didn't persuade people to get rid of the wine. This made Zhao Yao, who originally regarded death as home, very strange.

Looking from the window of the restaurant on the 2nd floor, you can just see a plaque on the ten 2-foot archway.

Song Jixin asked: "Mr. Qi really doesn't leave the town with you?"

Zhao Yao nodded said: "Mister temporarily changed the itinerary, saying that he would stay in the school. After teaching, the countdown to Second Chapter, "Etiquette".

Song Jixin said with emotion: "Then Mr. Qi is going to talk about a Great Dao Truth, teaching the world to the most sage of Confucianism, telling us that there was no law in the beginning of the world, so Saint taught all living creatures with etiquette. At that time, all the monarchs Advocating etiquette, thinking that if the law goes out of the way, the punishment will be inflicted, so there is the law, the law of the law, the law of the law, the law of the law first..."

Zhao Yao was slightly sullen and vague, and asked, "Do you think it's right? Why not Mister just teach the last one, "Respectful Ceremony"?"

Song Jixin answered the wrong question, "Before leaving the town, like Mountain Demon, Divine Immortal, you will have it if you believe it, or nothing if you don't believe it. As for how to teach Mr. Qi and how to listen to the students, let your destiny be safe."

The servant girl Zhi Cui also drank a glass of wine, dizzy and playful, and never looked at the majestic archway from start to finish.

Ten two-legged archway, the base of the stone pillar is 2 kinds of exotic animals with 9 sons of dragon, besides the white tiger, Black Tortoise and Vermilion Bird.

It's no surprise that 100 surnames have lived here for generations.

Zhao Yao couldn't help but burped his alcohol, stood up swayingly, and said, "Farewell to Jun, I hope to see you again."

Song Jixin thought for a while, and then got up, said with a slight smile: "You will definitely meet again, Zhao Yao, Mo Chou has no confidant ahead."

2 The dizzy Zhao Yao bit his tongue and said sincerely: "Song Jixin, you will leave the town as soon as possible. No one in the world knows you, you can definitely do it!"

Song Jixin obviously didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go, drunken talk, insulting gentleman."

After Zhao Yao and Song Jixin left the restaurant, they parted ways. Before Zhao Yao left, he was so courageous and asked, "Song Jixin, would you like to visit the official residence of the kiln supervisor? I Can convince the concierge..."

Song Jixin said with a cold face, "get lost!"

Zhao Yao left sadly.

Servant girl Zhi Cui looked at the figure from behind and whispered: "Young Master, it's also good intentions."

Song Jixin said with a sneer: "The good intentions of the good people in the world will end up doing bad things with bad results, less?"

She thought about it, as if it was such a boring and uninteresting truth, she stopped insisting on it.

The Good Fortune Street where Zhao Yao lives is in the north of the town, and Mud Bottle Alley is to the west of the poor. When Song Jixin and the servant girl walked across the archway side by side, she looked up at the "Furious Bullfight" plaque, like a late old man. .

The girl whose real name is Wang Zhu is not showing her teeth.

After Zhao Yao returned to the ancestral home on Good Fortune Street, the next person told him that Old Ancestor was waiting for him in the study, and he must go there immediately, and he couldn't stop for a moment. The reading man in azure clothes immediately got big head, and brace oneself rushed to the study.

Zhao Family is not showing the mountains and not revealing the water in the small town, rich and reserved, unlike Lú Family, who likes to claim to be a scholarly family, the study is also very antique.

The old woman holding a cane is standing next to a book case, stroking the table top, her vicissitudes of life face is full of sad memories.

The old woman didn’t get angry when she smelled the strong drunkenness of her grandson outside the door. She smiled and waved: "Yao'er, come in, what do you do at the door? What a man is drinking, not horse urine, Not ashamed!"

Zhao Yao crossed the threshold with a wry smile and respectfully bowed to Old Ancestor. The old woman said impatiently: "I read too much, but this is not good. It is so strict that Scholar has been in Ghost Wall all his life, so tired and crooked, just say you You grandfather, you’re a top-notch, but when I talk about Great Dao Truth, it’s really annoying, especially that kind of sect, tsk tsk, especially owed, I just can’t say he’s really good One can't wait to smash it with a cane..."

The old woman was amused by herself suddenly, laughed heartily, "I almost forgot, I couldn't use crutches at that time."

She smiled and asked, "Why, are you drinking with surnamed Song's little thankless wretch?"

Zhao Yao helplessly said: "Grandma, how many times have I told you, Song Jixin is very talented, the perception is very high, learning everything is one step ahead."

The old woman sneered said with a smile: "He, smart is the smartest, but your grandfather was 3 years old before he was alive, watching that little thing dead, wondering what your grandfather said?"

Zhao Yao quickly replied: "grandson doesn't want to know!"

The old woman doesn’t care if her grandson is willing to listen. Each minding their own business said: “You grandfather said, “At a young age, the city is very serious. It’s a pity that the one who defeats the ancestor’s family will be this person.”

Then she pointed to Zhao Yao, "Your grandfather also said,'Gentle, courteous and thrifty, not surprising at the beginning, but the one who cultivates the vitality of the children and grandchildren must be my grandson!'"

After the old woman finished speaking, laughed, "Dead old fogey, sour for a lifetime, and finally said something pleasant."

Zhao Yao, who was a little puzzled, was about to speak, only to hear his grandmother sighed saying: "Old and old!"

The boy had to withdraw his words, smiled and took the old woman's arm, "Grandma lives as long as southern mountain, she's still very young."

The old woman stretched out her dry palm, patted the back of her baby grandson's hand, "I am better than your grandfather. I don't know how to talk shit when reading, and I can also say good things to others."

The teenager said with a smile: "Grandfather is really knowledgeable. Mr. Qi also said that grandfather has a good academic approach and has great experience in understanding the word'yi'."

The old woman immediately exposed the fox's tail, she couldn't hide her triumph, but she pretended to be coldly snorted and said: "That's not it, and it doesn't depend on who the chosen man is!"

Zhao Yao pressed his lips tightly, holding back his laugh.

The old woman took Zhao Yao to the chair behind the book case. The boy found that there was a wood carving of a crouching dragon on the book case. It was lifelike, but for some reason, after careful observation, he found that this azure wooden dragon had eyes but no beads.

The old woman picked up a brush that had long been dipped in ink, which was a brand new small cone pen made of wood tube from an old locust tree branch, held it in both hands, and tremblingly passed it to her grandson.

Zhao Yao took the brush without knowing it, and his shoulder sank. It turned out that his grandmother put her hand on his shoulder, and he sat down in a position where only Patriarch of the Zhao family could sit.

The old woman stepped back and said solemnly: "Zhao Yao, take a seat! Today, you will be the finishing touch for the ancestors of the Zhao Family!"

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Divine Idol, a dilapidated clay sculpture, is slanted horizontally and vertically on the grassy ground, and no one cares about it.

This is true in the last ages, and even mud images will continue to fall here. The 100 surnames in the town are not only for many things, no wonder, in fact, seeing these Divine Idols, there is not much respect for them.

The elderly occasionally babble, telling their children not to come here to play, but the young children still like to come here to hide and seek, cricket-catching and so on. They may wait until these children have grown up, and then they will become old people. Old people, too, will tell children not to come here to play, generation after generation, just come here, there is no wind and rain, no waves, no surprises.

I saw here, the fallen head, the broken torso, and the separated palms, as if they had been reluctantly pieced together to maintain the approximate original appearance, but only this face was left.

A straw-shoe youngster hurriedly ran here from Mud Bottle Alley, his palm clenched 3 donations. When he came here, he went around all the way, thinking in pieces, and then incomparably Skillfully found a Divine Idol, squatted down, looked all around, there was no silhouette, and then quietly put the copper coin into the crack of Divine Idol.

When I got up, I went to find the second and third ones, and they did the same.

Before the boy left, he stood alone in the lush green grass, folded his hands together, and lowered his head silently and said, "The broken pieces are safe, the broken pieces are safe, and I hope you will bless my parents in the next life...If you can, please tell me My parents, I'm doing well now, don't worry..."