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　Competing for the first chapter, family affairs, national affairs, world affairs

　　

　　The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes

　　

　　Update time: 2014-03-1908:40:45 Words: 6432

　　

　　 (17,000 words in three chapters. The next chapter is about 12 noon.)

　　

　　 Tai'an City at the beginning of the spring rain, the entire capital seems to be refreshed and clean all at once, and the temples are noisy, that is also a matter for the officials. The people should eat and sleep, and most of them have to live honestly. Early morning and greedy days, but there are also some idlers, but these goods that have been degraded as stubborn players are also divided into three or six nines. Those who have the ability to play oiran are the first class, playing famous horses and playing ancient treasures. It's the second class, and the worse one should be to play with walnuts. At the very least, you have to get a few fish and insects to support the scene. But a young man on the slanting street in the southwest corner of the capital is completely incompetent. However, since he lives in the alleys where the small people live in Shengdou, it is a weird thing to play with good things. If you fail to give birth, you have to Accept fate? This young man, like the people in Beijing who had the surname Zhang, had a big name in Liyang, but he didn’t make a lot of money. The pigeon whistles are wandering around, but they can't even raise a decent pigeon. This is in Tai'an City. It is called swollen face and must go to the poor and pay attention to it. It’s such a slutty that everyone can look down on. In the eyes of neighbors in the neighborhood, this guy is fortunately left with some blessings he has cultivated in his life, and he can marry a beautiful daughter-in-law. Zhang Bianguan never knows contentment, still He refuses to stay at home and rolls under the bed with his daughter-in-law. I only know that I run out every day, go out early and return home empty-handed, and go home empty-handed. One day is a day, and after a long time, even the kind-hearted old neighbourhood gradually bothered to ignore it. , Not long ago, the surname Zhang seemed to have been beaten, his nose and face were so swollen, but the swelling only disappeared in the past few days, still laughing and joking without seriousness, everybody smiled and said hello, uncle and aunt shouted eagerly, regardless of whether others were arrogant or not. he.

　　

　　 The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the clothes are getting cooler and cooler. Zhang Bianguan's time away from home is getting longer and longer. After all, the capital is so big, can there be few young women on the street? The day was approaching dusk, and Zhang Bianguan wandered back to the slanted eye street not far away. He heard the melodious and melodious pigeons above his head. He habitually raised his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, and there was an old pigeon bell wrapped with green silk on his wrist. Rubbing and playing all the year round. He just stared at the sky with squinting eyes blankly. He has been laughed at for so many years and said that he can't step on **** after eating leftovers. No one knows what he is thinking, and no one is interested anyway. People who know his temperament roughly, only know that this useless coward still wants to play, but he doesn’t dare to accompany the rich to play in the high-end wind and snow places. In the end, he can only look at the dead objects that don’t cost money. , The colorful attic tenon and tenon, the gray and unknown alleys, the Chongwu Gate for soldiers, the Chaoyang Gate for grain, the Dingshan Gate for wine, the one on the Drum Tower that has been squatting for a few years since Yang Jianchao. Shi Qilin. The pigeons wandering in the sky started and ended, Zhang Bianguan reluctantly retracted his gaze, feeling that it was still early, before returning home, after thinking about it, he ran to the only handy lock on Xieyan Street facing the street. Squatting on the side of the Longjing, this ancient well has been drying up. There is a judge made of yellow mud bricks beside the well. Rumors are made in the market that the sun is pressing the water of the world with fire. Sitting with his belly exposed, opening his mouth and smiling, every Mid-Autumn Festival, the common people would add wood and fire to him, and the flames and smoke burst out from the nose and mouth of the clay judge.

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan squatted at the feet of the clay sculpture beside the well as always, occasionally raising his cuffs to wipe the corners of his mouth. Some time ago, he beat a group of people hard, probably because he mistakenly thought that Zhang Bianguan’s father was finally losing power. It was time to teach this **** who was embarrassing to the family in the capital, but punching and kicking was enough. The next day I found that the sky of the Liyang court was still that day. It hasn't changed. This kid's father is even more ruthless. , I cleaned up the few groups of people so that they were crying and crying. Then, relying on these groups of people who ate and drank, they immediately hid. They didn't have the guts to apologize to Zhang Bianguan, and later trembled. For more than half a decade, I didn’t wait for a little bit of revenge, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief, got together, and laughed more and more that the surname Zhang was a big waste. There was an old man who could not ask for burning incense and worship Buddha, and I didn’t know. It's a blessing to pull a tiger's skin, and he deserves to be treated like a mess of **** that is too dirty for his shoes.

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan’s only strength is that he travels thousands of miles on a small business trip. When he suddenly notices that there is an elegant young man next to him, he glances at him and didn’t speak. After waiting for a long time, he finally smiled and asked, “I’m not here to hit me. Are you venting your breath?"

　　

　　 The scholar-like scholar smiled and shook his head, "How dare you beat Master Shoufu’s son, after all, I am not your opponent, why bother to insult yourself. Even if you don’t fight back, let me beat and scold. It's nothing more than being treated as a funny fool by you."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan said, "So you are a sensible person? You are not from the capital, are you? With your vision, locals in the capital, they simply won't come to see me."

　　

　　The scholar asked: "Do you admit that you are a smart person?"

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan sneered, and laughed at himself: "I'm a smart person? Then what should my father be?"

　　

　　The scholar nodded and said: "That's right."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan lay on the wellhead, looking at the dark bottomless wellhead, and ignored this unknown scholar who understood the truth and became boring.

　　

　　The scholar sitting by the mouth of the well, said calmly: "I know you like to watch the intrigue of the palace and loft, because they only complement each other, and are much more amiable and lovely than the mutual harm between people. I also know that you are here. When I left Zhang’s Mansion and set up my own business, I planted a peach tree at home. People in Tai’an City like to have trees in their yards, pomegranates with many fruits and blessings, jujube trees with early and precious seeds, and persimmon trees are also common. Only the peach tree is not seen, because the word peach is a homophonic "escape", which is unlucky. Tai'an City is the root of Liyang, and the tree is moved to death. Where can the people of Liyang escape without Tai'an City? You Zhangbianguan is not stupid, it is a kind of For your dad, but your dad, our Liyang Shoufu lord turned a blind eye to him. He did not run away. As a son, you can only continue to stay in Tai'an City and eat and wait until you die, hoping to send it off in the future. In the end, it’s better to have a drink in Qingming."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan said flatly, and continued to look at the wellhead.

　　

　　The scholar smiled and said: "You must have guessed that I am the Sun Yin who came from Beiliang to ask Tantanweng for an official."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan turned his head, "Sun Yin, right? Then tell me, the stone Qilin on the Drum Tower silently stared at the world for hundreds of years. What are you waiting for?"

　　

　　Sun Yin has now entered Zhongshu Province quietly and successfully, and successfully approached the towering tree of Tan Tan Weng. Although it is a sesame-sized loose official, since he has entered the eyes of Father Huan, he is not Just around the corner? Few people who understand will naturally understand this, and the vast majority of confused people may not be confused forever. Sun Yin and the little blue-eyed son looked directly at each other, shook his head and said, "How do I know what a stone unicorn is waiting for? Is it fun to change people wearing dragon robes?"

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan smiled and touched the stubborn chin, "It's not fun."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan sat side by side with Sun Yin, shook his neck, exhaled, and took another breath. Then he smiled, raised his wrist, showed Sun Yin the simple pigeon bell, and said:" I used to receive a pigeon presented by others. It was a top-notch exquisite. It was dark and purple. Compared with the falcon of Xu Fengnian, the king of the Northern Liang Dynasty, the price was not much different. At that time, my father had not become the first assistant. , I was a third-rank official. Dad found me and didn’t scold me. You should know that my father is such a person. He would praise you when he scolded someone. Except for Mr. Huan, he has hardly scolded anyone in his life. He asked me, This pigeon is his father’s current worth. What is your Zhang Bianguan worth? Are you stupid, or are you stupid? I was fourteen years old and gave the pigeon back to someone in a fit of anger, that person, in front of me Face, smiled and said that he has no habit of taking back gifts, and then choked the pigeon to death with his hands. Well, he is the current Prince, Zhao Zhuan. From that day on, I vowed not to hang around with these people again. I would rather run to listen. The small door squeaks and opens the door, and they don’t like to listen to their flattery. I would rather look at those dead objects that no one cares about than look at the powerful children who can sell gold and silver by farting. Over time, no one likes to play with me, and I am happy to be clean alone."

　　

　　 Speaking of his father Zhang Julu, Zhang Bianguan couldn't help but fall into thought.

　　

　　 He still remembers his grandparents who moved from their hometown to the city early after their father came to the fore from the Hanlin Academy. During the hot summer season, the two elderly people especially liked to lie on the wicker chairs in the shade of the trees and help their grandsons. The granddaughters shook their fans, shook them, and shook them, summer after summer, swaying, and only grandma was left, and after that, they were all gone. Their father did not observe filial piety. The court was even more anxious than the civil servant who was the son, and he directly decreed to revive him. Their children did not find anything unusual on their father’s face. Zhang Bianguan clearly remembered that time. At the beginning, Tai'an City was full of rumors and rumors, saying that their father would not care about being a man for the sake of being an official. It's just that as the father's official hat gets bigger and bigger, the voice gets smaller and smaller, until no one mentions it at all. He Zhang Bianguan had nothing to do for so many years. Compared with his elder brother and his second brother, he left home late, but he saw house affairs more clearly than his two brothers. Since when did Zhang's family affairs become the same as the affairs of the capital and the world? Zhang Bianguan looked lonely, resting his head on the mouth of the well, looking up at the gray sky in the twilight. When he was a child, there was a Lion Bridge not far from the house. One time it was difficult for a family to play, so Dad asked them to count the number of bridges. A few stone-carved lions, the eldest brother is the most like a father, he is serious about everything, and he counts carefully. The second brother is a nerd. Anyway, since childhood, the eldest dad will do whatever he says, and the eldest brother will learn to do what he does. He Zhang Bianguan is older than his younger sister. Zhang Gaoxia was only a few months old. Taking advantage of his father and mother to go home, he took his sister to play on the icy river under the bridge. Bianguan ran to the omniscient Uncle Huan Wenhuan and asked for the answer, but the eldest brother and the second elder brother did not go back until midnight and saw his younger brother kneeling on the ground. After that, Zhang Bianguan, who had suffered a lot, knew that those little smarts were not really smart. But afterwards, my mother secretly brought him a bowl of hot rice. Dad was not angry when he bumped into him. He just touched his head and said something that he understood after many years, "You are much smarter than your two brothers, but Since you and your father are named Zhang, this is not a good thing."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan sniffed gently, and covered his face with a sleeve.

　　

　　Sun Yin was about to speak, and when he heard the undisguised footsteps, he shut his mouth.

　　

　　I saw a tall woman with a sword coming over. Listening to the familiar footsteps, Zhang Bianguan hurriedly wiped his face in a daze, with a bright smile, and said, "Rare guest, Zhang Dajie, should you be kind and send some small pieces of silver?" /

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia stared and said: "On the rivers and lakes, there is an urgent need to save the poor. Do you think I will be your pauper with a bag of money? My last name is yours!"

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan rolled his eyes and said: "We have the same last name."

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia’s mouth turned up and said, "So," then he threw a heavy bag of silver high up. Zhang Bianguan didn’t surprise him, took the silver, and laughed and said, “This woman is truly a bodhisattva heart. In the future, I will definitely be able to find a Yushu Linfeng who is so powerful and weighted that he will love his wife, Ruyi Langjun! Before that, please discuss something, Lady Xia, or you can accept me and drag me. Go home, just take care of the rice, meat is the best, and wine is too good to be better..."

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia didn't go to gag with this third brother, and coldly glanced at Sun Yin, her knowledgeable Zhongshu Provincial miscellaneous official.

　　

　　Sun Yin stood up alone, leaving Zhang Bianguan sitting alone, looking at Master Shoufu’s beloved daughter Zhang Gaoxia, ignoring her cold eyes that can knock people out of her soul, and asked: "Miss Zhang, Sun Mou There is a sentence, I don’t know if it’s inappropriate to say it."

Zhang Gaoxia said coldly: "Then you shut up."

　　

　　 Sun Yin slowly got up, threw the silver bag, looked gloat, crossed the river and broke the bridge and said: "Sun Yin, Sun Yin, Yao Jijiu described you as a talented man with three yuan in Lianzhong. Unfortunately, my sister has never liked Wuwen and Mo. Scholars, don’t expect her to look at you differently. If you have to tell the truth, it’s that you are really your business, and I like things that I like, but if you really do not change your mind and want to marry me I don’t care if my sister goes through the door, but you have to beat her first, and you have to be pleasing to her eyes, and then you have to be the son-in-law selected and approved by my father. Yes, it certainly doesn't count."

　　

　　Sun Yin said helplessly: "What do I like a woman who has already belonged to?"

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia sneered: "Sun Yin, you know a lot."

　　

　　Sun Yin didn’t care, and said calmly: “I’m destined to say the first half of my life to Lord Shoufu anyway. If I can talk to Lord Shoufu’s son, I should make up for my regrets. As for you, Zhang Gaoxia Zhang The heroine is just an unexpected joy. Don’t worry, I like the person you like, but I won’t compete with you."

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia sneered: "Do you like men?"

　　

　　Sun Yin smiled, "I like it, but it’s not the way women like men. I appreciate someone with a heart-to-heart, and I like it. For example, it’s like I like Master Shoufu, but I can’t write it out.’ There are tens of thousands of buildings in Ande Guangsha, and the world is full of joys, but he has done this unprecedented feat with his feet on the ground. There are six yamen, a total of 4,000 rooms, and the descendants of the tycoons will become more and more in the future. There are more and more descendants of Hanyu, which is no different from the sword of the predecessor Li Chungang on the rivers and lakes to open the heavens and open the mountains for the younger generations."

　　

　　Sun Yin turned around and left, and said leisurely: "I think of course that others will like it, give it to the other party, as if this is a sacrifice, but never ask the other party if they want it or whether they want to accept it. This It’s just a kind of self-righteousness, being open-minded and generous with a clear conscience. In fact, it’s still selfish. Whether it's talking about love between men and women, or talking about brotherhood, you can go for it. Because it's right. It’s not easy to be a good person, but it’s not too difficult, but it’s really difficult to put yourself in a position to respect others. The ancients used the term “confidant” to describe making friends, so how to be considered a “confidant” is the question of the university. Sun Yin is a stupid person. I don’t know how the world will be in the future for thousands of years, but the world we live in is fairly well-understood. There are a lot of muddlers, but after all, there are still some people who don’t pay much attention to profit, name, and good sword. Pay attention to the posthumous name, not to the kindness of friends, not to the rightfulness of death, not to the inheritance of the incense of one family and one surname, and not even to the society of one person..."

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia frowned his narrow and beautiful eyebrows and asked, "What is this guy talking nonsense? He is scolding our father. He has done his own loyalty, but he can't stand him alone, Uncle Huan? I'm boasting again, isn't this a contradiction?"

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan casually said: "I'm afraid he is also confused. He is too smart, so he likes to fight against himself, tossing and turning, with empty hands."

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia stared and said: "What Sun Yin is talking nonsense, I don't know, you are scolding our father, I can still hear you!"

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan untied the pigeon bell, threw it into the Suolongjing, made a cynical face, and smiled: "Daddy is too lazy to scold me, so I will scold him secretly. You won't complain. What am I afraid of? ?"

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia's tone was heavy, and he asked: "You really didn't follow Dad's wishes to go to Liaodong to join the army?"

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan gently shook his head, "As a son, since he can't help me, I have to give a gift to his father. Having a child is nothing more than giving the last two things to the end of life. My son has to do his best to make one of them." /

Zhang Gaoxia sat on the wellhead.

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan looked surprised and said: "I tell you this kind of thing, don't you cry?"

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia said flatly: "I am not such a woman."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan said, "Actually, we are not as good as you."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan seemed to remember something, and said: "You are about to leave Beijing to travel the rivers and lakes. Hearing your brother's words, Dad said that you are not allowed to go. In fact, this is where I want you to go most in my heart."

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia lowered his head, "Stop talking, besides, I really want to cry."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan stretched out his palms and patted his cheek fiercely, "Damn, you are a woman who hasn't cried yet, and your brother and elders can't hold it anymore. Someone, there is a word, say Sure enough, it’s true! My brother has never heard anything more reasonable than this in his life, and Saint Zhang has heard it!"

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia raised his head.

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan blinked, "He said that a man who sheds blood and does not shed tears is a fart hero, and the women of the world shed blood and do not shed tears every month!"

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia took a deep breath and another deep breath, which calmed down his desire to kill.

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan said softly: "Go ahead, the world is in chaos. It will definitely be a scene of heroes and bears, don't miss it, just show our father a few more."

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia did not agree or refuse.

　　

　　On this day, Tai'an City will no longer see the swordswoman Zhang.

　　

　　Zhang Bianguan is the same as usual, walking back to the slanting street in the dark, the yard is filled with dim lights, waiting for him to return home. The stupid daughter-in-law who is not too pretty is so annoyed by his drinking wine, she still waits like this. Day after day, she probably feels that she has no hope or end in this life.

　　

　　Other women, not to mention marrying the Zhang family, the only one in the entire Liyang Dynasty that has no semicolon. Even if you marry the children of third- and fourth-rank officials, it is also beautiful, not just herself With good clothes and good food, her future children will be able to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. Later, when they grow up, they will be angry and angry when they want to be fresh.

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan was about to open the courtyard door carelessly as before, shouting that his daughter-in-law should have good wine and meat to serve him, and suddenly squatted down for no reason. Then he heard the footsteps of pedestrians, and hurriedly got up again and opened the door to return home.

　　

The 　　 woman, as always, kept silent, served warm and suitable food, and ate the food with small chopsticks, and occasionally looked at it. The man who was only gobbled by one foot on the bench, never wanted to be with her. The man who said one more word is her husband.

　　

　　 never saw how she put the grievances on that delicate face.

　　

　　Zhang Bianguan always likes to say that the reason why she is so good-tempered is that she is afraid of his family background. The skinny camel is bigger than a horse. He is no good at Zhang Bianguan, and is also the son of Zhang Julu. Can she carelessly serve him? It's just that every time he talks about this, Zhang Bianguan always has to give himself a big mouth, saying that flowers, birds, fish and insects only serve these two bastards. Then she smiled secretly, until Zhang Bianguan glared at her, she turned her head, but the faint smile at the corner of her mouth was not diminished.

　　

　　 Late this night, Zhang Bianguan whimpered quietly after she was asleep.

　　

　　 "I'm afraid I like you, and I'm even more afraid that you like me~IndoMTL.com~ That's why."

　　

　　 "Why would I not want a child who is obedient and sensible, sons and daughters are very good."

　　

　　"But I’m the son of Zhang Julu. The more I do, the more mistakes I make. If I tell you the truth, you are running away? But where can you escape? If you don’t escape, you can survive. Can you be more relaxed than now? No matter how stupid you are, you will wake up when you die with me, but I would rather hate me again at that time. I just want to make you feel confused and complain about my unworthiness. I’m not going to do anything, I’m not in the house. Daughter-in-law, I will owe you in this life. If I really have the next life, I will definitely pay you back..."

　　

　　 Zhang Bianguan’s face was full of tears, and after wiping it off, he gradually fell asleep.

　　

　　 The gentle woman who slept with her back to him on the wall, staying still all night, opened her eyes slowly until she heard her husband’s snoring, her eyes remained gentle. Just like the moment when she walked off the sedan chair that day, when he lifted the red hijab.

　　

　　 In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Bianguan had eaten too early without heart, and strode out and left home.

　　

　　 After Zhang Bianguan went out, he walked on the slanted street, looked to the northwest, and whispered: "Gaoxia, you must go to Beiliang. Only there will be chaos, not a lifetime."

　　

　　 Today's youngest son of Master Shoufu is still that Tai'an City and even the most ridiculed family in the world.

　　

　　 But what about the woman?

　　

　　 The woman quietly did one after another trivial housework. When she had nothing to do, she sat leaning on the threshold of the inner courtyard, looking at the courtyard door, waiting for him to return home.