Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 203: This story is written in the wind and snow
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The one standing at the door was not the old white-haired old man who pushed in before, but a woman who still wore a red dress in the winter. The woman had an ordinary appearance, but her eyes were very aura.
Looking at the young man in the blue shirt with a strange face carrying a sword box in front of her, the woman looked suspicious, and it was even more strange because he said a long time no see.
Li Fuyao, who was standing at the door, smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain alley in the distance, and said with a smile: "Did you forget? We liked to have trouble together in that place when we were young, and There is the bluestone steps behind the restaurant. Let’s look up at the stars at night. At that time, you like to wear a red dress, saying that when you grow up, you have to marry a powerful general. At that time, I was not. I always said, if you can’t get married, just look for me. You always dislike me. You said that my house is not big enough. If you don’t marry me, you won’t have more children and not enough land to live in. You don’t remember. Up?"
The woman in the red dress was startled, then her face became a little hot, and then she said uncertainly: "Is it you, Li Fuyao?"
Li Fuyao nodded, rubbed his hands, and smiled: "I have been wandering outside these years. When I occasionally miss home, I think of you, and then I wonder if you really married the general. It’s really not easy to think about seeing you in the future, but now I’m looking at you, as if I haven’t married yet. Is my vision too high? Look down on others?"
The woman in the red dress frowned, gritted her teeth and said: "Li Fuyao, you still look like this after so long, and the dog can't vomit ivory."
Li Fuyao did not refute, nodded and said: "I have been used to running around these years. When I talk, I have thorns in my mouth. Don't worry, just treat me as the guy who likes to watch the stars with you."
The woman in the red dress rolled her eyes. She stared at Li Fuyao, who was a head taller than her. She didn't ask him any nonsense about where he was all these years. When she was young, she suddenly noticed The guy who likes to watch the stars at night is gone, so she ran to the house at the alley and asked the good-tempered Uncle Li. Uncle Li just said that he had gone to the school, and said nothing else. However, in Luoyang City, in the past few years, those individuals whose children have been selected to enter the palace, where are there such as Uncle Li, and she later learned that those gentlemen in the Xuegong took the selected children to the palace that day At the time, there was no Li Fuyao in the team.
So Li Fuyao somehow disappeared.
She has been sad for a long time, but after all, she is a child, and it is impossible to live in sorrow all her life. When she gets older, her memory of Li Fuyao fades away, and she doesn’t seem to think about it anymore, if it weren’t for Li Fuyao. With such anecdotes from her youth, no matter how they looked at each other, she would definitely not know that the person standing in front of her was Li Fuyao.
She asked, "Then how long will you stay in Luoyang City this time when you come back, or will you never leave?"
Li Fuyao rubbed his hands and didn't answer this question. He just smiled and asked, "Why, it's no longer Luoyang City, so you won't invite me in?"
The woman in the red dress glared at Li Fuyao, just as she did when she was at a loss, after letting go, Li Fuyao finally walked into the yard.
As soon as she entered the yard, the woman in the red skirt realized that there was a lot of snow accumulated on this guy's head, and shook her head. The woman in the red skirt asked Li Fuyao to wait under the eaves, and she was going to find him a kerchief and wipe his head.
Li Fuyao stood under the eaves, looking at the layout of the small courtyard. He did not come to this small courtyard less in the past. After so many years, nothing has changed. This surprised Li Fuyao. He stood under the eaves. , Looked plain, looked at the heavy snow in the yard, rubbed his cheeks, and smiled.
The woman in the red dress quickly took a clean cloth kerchief and wiped Li Fuyao's head. In fact, if Li Fuyao hadn't been taken away from Luoyang City back then, she would have grown up in Luoyang City, so she could be with her. It's a childhood sweetheart, maybe it's possible to get married when you grow up, but the world is unpredictable. It hasn't been seen for so many years now, although there is still childhood friendship, but in the end, there is not much affection in the heart.
"Where is your grandpa?"
Li Fuyao took the veil and wiped his wet hair, and asked casually.
The woman in the red skirt had both parents died since she was a child. Li Fuyao knew it very well. As for her elder who is the only surviving elder, he remembers her clearly.
At the beginning, he was not far away and carried him from Luoyang City to Baiyu Town.
Actually, after he left, Li Fuyao kept talking about the old man dying halfway. Now I want to think that if he hadn't been greedy for that bag of silver, Li Fuyao would not even survive that winter.
So Li Fuyao didn't really hate the old man.
The woman in the red dress sat down on a wooden bench under the eaves and smiled and said, "I don’t know. Grandpa likes to run around in the house when he comes home. I don’t know where, so I asked the doctor to see. I have said that it’s okay. I also said that grandpa is always strong, and it is possible to live for more than ten years."
Li Fuyao smiled and nodded without saying much.
Sitting under the eaves with the woman in the red dress for a while, she suddenly talked in a panic about something that she had forgotten. She made an appointment to go to the rouge shop to get rouge at noon today.
Rouge is a new product, but it's gone when it's late.
Li Fuyao immediately got up and said that he would return first.
The woman in the red dress looked for the oil paper umbrella and put it in Li Fuyao's hand, saying that it was snowy outside. After delivering it to the door, she hurriedly ran outside, leaving Li Fuyao standing at the door.
Li Fuyao, who was holding an oiled paper umbrella, looked at the woman in the red dress who was going away. After thinking about it, he opened the door again.
Just walked into the yard, under the eaves, there was already an old man with white hair looking at him over there.
Li Fuyao closed the door easily and bolted it.
He grabbed the oiled paper umbrella and said to the old man standing under the eaves: "Long time no see."
The old man looked here and his face was different from the original one, but his eyes were still the same as the blue shirt boy carrying the sword box back then. The memory was suddenly recalled. He remembered that he was in Baiyu Town back then. The last time I saw him, he looked at him like that, but compared to his current calmness, at that time, there was indeed hatred in his eyes. No one believed him to be a child who was less than ten years old. Surviving, even after that winter, the reason why he was resolved without being in Luoyang City, apart from the fact that the family had promised that man not to kill him, the other reason was that Li Fuyao was really not released. In my heart, Li Fuyao, who lost his place in the academy, will not care if he can turn the waves and how big the waves are. The reason why he is not allowed to stay in Luoyang City is probably not seen. Annoying.
It's just that no one wants him to survive. This is true, even the old man who left him a bag of silver.
No one would have thought that not only would he survive, but he would also come to Luoyang City.
The old man had never thought about it all these years before, until today he heard his voice and saw his eyes.
All this is true.
Like back then.
The astonishment on the old man’s face quickly disappeared, and then it became a little strange, and finally returned to calm, "I never thought that we would meet one day, at most in a dream, I thought about you living in that small place. Coming down, and starting a family, I never thought we could meet again, let alone in Luoyang City."
Li Fuyao sighed: "I have been thinking about this. Ever since I failed to die that winter, I have been thinking every day, when I see you again, they say that the children grow up day by day. , Those memories will gradually disappear, but I don’t know why. My memories are still very deep. For example, the last action when you closed the door, in fact, your hands were shaking. I remember it clearly now, and the two embroidered on the money bag. I remember a fish very clearly. It’s just that I never thought that one day I would cut your head off with a knife. Really, it’s not what I think now, or the same in those years. I never thought you deserved to die. "
The old man looked at him, "But you still came."
When he said this, the old man's tone was a little tired.
Li Fuyao stood at the door, and he asked him, "Why can't I come back? I've been in this city for many years. It makes sense to come back and see. Besides, I'm not just to see See? When I was a child, the private school teacher said that he wanted to repay his grievances with virtue, but the reason, my husband only talked about in the school, once when I was basking in the sun with me outside the school, I asked my husband, why should I repay grievances with virtue, I thought my husband At that time, I must have found a lot of reasoning to tell me why, but in fact, my husband just said a few words, saying that there is a kind of retribution by virtue that you can’t beat others, and you can only passively hide those bullied things in your heart. I really don’t care about complaining by virtue, but most people, in this situation, probably can’t think of it. They have not reached that level, so there are many stories of revenge. I asked my husband why these things were not told in the school. , The husband said that even if there are so many complaints about this world, he still has to tell other talents about the good side."
Li Fuyao stopped when he said that, and then shook his head, "But I have forgotten the truth of Mr., so I'm still willing to be the person who takes revenge. Besides, I didn't enter the palace of learning. , Just practiced the sword?"
The old man’s gaze fell on the sword box behind Li Fuyao. He was silent for a moment and said softly: "Even if you have suffered so much, no one cares, let alone someone feels guilty, and Pay the price."
Li Fuyao stared into his eyes and said word by word: "What you need to do now is to tell me what I should know, instead of pretending to be an elder, to care for me and to persuade me Don’t do anything, although your granddaughter is indeed my playmate when I was a kid."
The old man's expression remained unchanged, just looking at Li Fuyao's sword box, "I don't believe you can do it."
In fact, the implication is very obvious. I don't believe you can make that person pay the price, so I am not going to tell you anything.
Li Fuyao looked at the old man, suddenly angry.
The old man took a knife from the door. The scabbard was old and dusty, especially on the handle. The old man blew and pulled the knife out of the sheath.
The blade is clear.
It's still a good knife.
He looked at Li Fuyao with the knife in his hand, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
If you can't even pass this bad old man of mine, how dare you say anything to revenge.
"Even if you have adventures, practice swords, and become a good martial artist, you must always know that this is Luoyang City. There are not only martial arts martial artists, but also monks, enough to kill you 10,000 times. Monk. Besides, so many years have passed since that incident. Even if you do something, it will not help you. After all, it will not be able to compensate you."
Li Fuyao did not remove the sword box behind him, but just walked over. After walking in front of him, he used the oil paper umbrella in his hand to hit it down. The old man lifted the knife across his chest and wanted to cut it off with a single knife. Li Fuyao ignored the oiled paper umbrella, but just hit it down like this, and the oiled paper umbrella and the iron knife met.
The umbrella is not broken, but the knife is let go.
The old man's tiger's mouth was torn, and the knife flew into the courtyard.
Li Fu shook an umbrella on his shoulder, and then another umbrella on his lap. The old man fell off the steps and slumped in the snow. Two of them were beaten. The place, can't use any more effort.
Li Fuyao walked out from under the eaves, came to the courtyard, looked at the old man, pointed his umbrella at his heart, squinted his eyes slightly, although he had no intention of killing, but the sword in the small courtyard was very angry.
Sword intent is vertical and horizontal.
He looked at the old man and was not interested in talking nonsense. He just said calmly: "Just give you a stick of incense to think about. Either tell me who that person is, or wait for you to die with your granddaughter. I know That person might threaten you and ask you to keep this secret. If you confess half of it, your family will die. But I also tell you, if you don’t say it, your family will die too. Anyway, it’s only two people, neither Difficult. Don't think about the friendship between me and her, those friendships are not enough to make me give up, and you ask yourself, before I do this, those friendships are really important?"
"I’m not a Confucian gentleman. I don’t have any reason to tell. I don’t have any compassion. I am just a swordsman with mud legs. What is a swordsman? I can force them to be reasonable. That kind of person!"
Li Fuyao looked indifferent.
After saying this, Li Fuyao really walked into the house to find a stick of incense and lit it under the eaves, and then he stood under the eaves and looked at the old man.
"By the way, I might not wait for a stick of incense. You didn't tell me when she came back. I opened the door and let her in. You died early."
The old man said calmly: "I didn't expect you to become like this."
Li Fuyao was silent.
He was just staring at the incense stick.
What it becomes is the power of time, and it is not decided in a few words.
The wind and snow in the yard keeps on. The young man standing under the eaves and the old man sitting paralyzed in the yard are all paintings.
Time is passing bit by bit.
Li Fuyao did not show any impatient expression.
It's just that these silent scenes always need someone to break.
Soon there was a knock on the door.
There is also the voice of a young woman.
Li Fuyao walked over to open the door.
The old man's face looked complicated, and finally Li Fuyao walked to the door and called him.
"Wait a minute."
Li Fuyao turned his head and looked at him.
The old man said a few words.
It seems that I have exhausted my entire life.
Li Fuyao smiled.
——
In the small courtyard with heavy snow, the snow on the stone table was thick, and the blind scholar stood under the eaves. Next to him was the master of Luoyang City, Emperor Yanling.
Emperor Yanling today is dressed in common clothes. If he hadn't recognized his appearance, he would definitely not be regarded as the king of a country, the ninth-five-minded.
Wang Yanqing held a sunspot in his hand. The blind scholar who could not see anything smiled and said, "In fact, whether you are my Majesty, or me, I should have known that he walked into Luoyang City. It’s impossible to do nothing, but I don’t know what he does, but since your Majesty knows what he wants to do, why does he do nothing?"
Emperor Yanling had deep eyes, "According to Mr. Yanqing's thoughts, in order to win him, I should know how to make a choice. That's why Mr. Yanqing asked Chun Shui to talk to me about fish and bears. Regarding the palm, I thought about it all night, only to find out one thing."
Wang Yanqing smiled and replied, "I want both fish and bear paws, so I don’t want to choose?"
Emperor Yanling nodded, "The people's heart, and the loyalty of those officials, I dare not lose it, and I can't lose it. Whether Li Fuyao can become a monk in Luoyang City, isn't it that important? I said that I will try my best to fight for it, but I must not destroy myself for him, and I also thought of a very possible thing."
Wang Yanqing looked plain, "Your Majesty, please speak."
Emperor Yanling chuckled, "We thought things were only based on interests, and how we should deal with ourselves in order to get the most benefit, but in fact, we shouldn’t be like this. Try to stand there. Look at it from the perspective of a young man, and then Mr. Yan Qing may find that his eyes suddenly become clear. This matter, let’s not intervene, may be the best way to do it."
Wang Yanqing frowned, "Then your Majesty just gave up?"
Emperor Yanling shook his head, "Mr. Yanqing, I actually feel that if you don't interfere, you may be able to make a difference. No matter what, I haven't appeared in front of him to tell me what I want. This matter is not considered pornographic."
Wang Yanqing smiled and said nothing.
Emperor Yanling raised his head and looked at the sky full of wind and snow, "This story, let's just be a bystander. How to write it, let the young man write it alone. After all, he is also from Luoyang. The two don’t help each other. In fact, there’s no problem at all. It makes sense and reasonable."
Wang Yanqing smiled and said: "When is your Majesty going to see him?"
Emperor Yanling was a little lost, and quickly said as a matter of course: "Naturally, when the snow stops, the wind and snow are too big, it is not suitable for making tea and meeting friends."