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Jinling City in spring is a beautiful and rounded place. It is not less prosperous than Suzhou and Hangzhou, but it is a little more delicate.

As the saying goes, Suzhou and Hangzhou produce beauties, while Jinling produces beauties. Jinling City is beautiful and glamorous. It is the flower city of the Great Chu Kingdom, but it is famous all over the world.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes with his hands behind his back, accompanied by a man in black, walked among the bustling crowd, looking very excited when he saw the dazzling array of bustling markets.

This middle-aged man is only in his 30s. Although he is not handsome in appearance, he has an extraordinary bearing, exuding a mature and stable taste. What's more, he was born in a wealthy family and well-maintained. He doesn't look like a man in his 30s. people.

The man in black behind him has always maintained this vigilant look, watching every passerby approaching the middle-aged man with all his attention.

When the middle-aged man was looking at the roadside stalls, he heard a noise coming from the front. He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Ziqing, what's going on in front?"

The man in black hurriedly said: "Master, there seems to be some noise in front."

The middle-aged man pondered for a while, and immediately walked towards the noisy voice. After all, he was out to watch the excitement, and there was excitement ahead, so the middle-aged man would not miss it.

Sure enough, there was a large group of people crowded in front, men, women, young and old, piled together.

Ziqing easily opened a place, and the middle-aged man walked in and looked forward.

There was an empty field in front of him, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was punching vigorously, every move was well-regulated, and he was dressed in plain cloth clothes, looking full of energy.

There were bursts of applause all around, and the middle-aged man and Ziqing realized at this time, no wonder it was very noisy here, but it was buskers performing here.

Although the little boy punched wonderfully, many men's eyes did not fall on the little boy at all. Not far behind the little boy stood a girl in white clothes who looked like a fairy, only sixteen or seventeen years old, Qingshui Furong , Beauty is natural.

With a sweet smile, the girl looked at the boxing child, holding a gong in her hand, beating the gong to cheer for the little boy.

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on the young girl, and he couldn't leave him anymore. Those sharp eyes became gentle and infinite, like a dream, as if he had found what he had been looking for all his life.

"At that moment I completely lost consciousness, I felt like I was in the sky, and I even thought that moment would be still forever." Sitting in the Acacia Palace, the flute player's eyes also showed infinite tenderness, looking at the portrait, Dreamily said: "She is the woman I am looking for, she is a fairy above the nine heavens, she just came to this world to walk around once."

Xue Poye stared at the flute player, from his face, Xue Poye could feel that the flute player loved this girl deeply to the bottom of his bones.

After pondering for a moment, Xue Poye asked, "Is she Qingyao? Your wife?"

Of course, there are many street performers in Jinling City. With such resources, the local hooligans will naturally not let them go.

After the little boy performed boxing, the girl picked up the iron bowl and asked for rewards from all around with a smile. This is what they deserved for their hard work, so the girl looked graceful and generous without the slightest bit of shyness, showing her heroic sons and daughters of the world Uninhibited character.

When the spectators around saw the girl's innocent smile, they threw money into the iron bowl more or less like a demon, whether it was a copper coin or a piece of silver, the girl always had a sweet smile on her face. Smiling, said softly: "Thank you, thank you!"

The girl walked in front of the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was stunned, seeing the iron bowl in front of him, he even forgot to take the money, the girl smiled sweetly, caressing people's heart like a breeze, the middle-aged man was fascinated for a moment up.

Fortunately, Ziqing was quite sober, and stuffed an ingot of silver into the middle-aged man's hand. The middle-aged man came to his senses and hurriedly put the silver ingot weighing about ten taels into the girl's iron bowl.

All around exclaimed, they didn't expect this middle-aged man in brocade clothes to be so generous, ten taels of silver is not a small amount.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, obviously she didn't expect the middle-aged man to be so generous, she smiled sweetly, and said softly, "Thank you!"

Hearing the pleasant voice, the middle-aged man couldn't help saying: "No...no need, is it enough?"

Immediately there was laughter from all around. Many people thought that the middle-aged man was taken advantage of by a wealthy family. Even Ziqing next to the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile.

The girl smiled like a spring breeze, and said sweetly: "You are the most!"

Seeing that she was playful and cute, the middle-aged man couldn't help but patted his head and smirked twice.

The girl smiled sweetly and walked over with the iron bowl in her hand.

The venue was very lively and noisy. Just as the girl was begging for a reward, she heard an arrogant voice say in a rough voice: "Who is performing here? Don't you know the rules? If you dare to perform here without visiting the pier, you will be rewarded." Don't take the Ax Gang seriously?"

While speaking, three big men jumped out from the crowd, all with sharp small axes pinned to their waists, and the leader was a big bald man, who could be identified as a local hooligan from Jinling City just by his appearance.

When the spectators saw these three people, they all panicked, and many of them quickly dispersed, leaving only a small part standing far away, with worried expressions on their faces.

The middle-aged man and Ziqing stood on the ground without any intention of avoiding it. Ziqing frowned and looked at the Ax Gang members coldly, while the middle-aged man stared at the girl with tenderness in his eyes.

The boy practicing boxing walked quickly to the girl's side and stood in front of him, staring at the bald head with cold eyes.

Seeing that the performer was a stunning young girl with a bald head, the arrogance suddenly subsided, and he looked the girl up and down bewilderedly, and said with a dirty smile: "Hey, this little lady, she looks really good. That’s right, why didn’t you inform us about performing arts here?”

The girl still had a sweet smile, and said calmly: "Brother, we brothers and sisters have just arrived in Jinling. We are not familiar with the place and the rules here. Please forgive me."

Hearing the girl's tender voice, the bald head felt numb all over, and said with a chuckle, "So you don't understand? Haha, it's okay, don't you know now? Come on, come with us to the Ax Gang, recognize the pier, and we will be in Jinling in the future." Busker, we have the ax gang covering you."

The girl shook her head and smiled, "Brother, we don't do art all year round, we just do it for a while, earn some food money, and then find something to do, so let's not bother."

"That's not allowed!" The bald head stared at the girl, and said with a smile: "The rules are the rules. If you don't go, he doesn't go, everyone doesn't go, then Jinling City will be in chaos. Little lady, just take a trip." , It’s not troublesome, if our leader is happy, maybe we will reward you with a sum of money, which is much better than performing arts.”

The little boy who was protecting the girl said coldly: "We don't need your money, we will earn it ourselves."

The bald head looked at the little boy, his face was immediately full of hostility, and he said coldly: "Little guy, do you know who you are talking to?"

The little boy's voice was cold and fearless: "I'm talking to people, unless you don't admit that you are a person!"

With a bald face and a blue face, he stretched out his hand and cursed: "Little bastard, are you looking for death?" Spreading out his five claws, he grabbed the little boy.

Everyone around was taken aback, and the middle-aged man who had been staring at the girl frowned. Just when everyone was startled and worried, they saw the little boy flashing like a ghost, avoiding the bald head. Grabbed, and cut at the bald-headed wrist, the bald-headed screamed, his face was painful, and he took two steps back.

Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief, but they were even more surprised. They never thought that this inconspicuous child would have such abilities.

"Master, that seems to be the skill of chopping through the air." Ziqing leaned closer to the middle-aged man, and put his ears to it.

The middle-aged man frowned, then said in a low voice with a smile: "It's just that I'm not proficient, it seems that I haven't learned it for long."

Ziqing nodded and said, "Splitting the air is not an ordinary skill. It is said that it came from the far west. But this child is not very old, and it is not easy to master his body and spirit."

While the two were whispering, the three members of the Ax Gang over there had already pulled out their small axes and attacked the little boy at the same time.

The girl didn't panic at all, she just called softly: "Hu'er, you still don't back down."

The bald head shouted coldly: "Back? Where are you going?" He took the ax and slashed at the little boy. Seeing his ferocious appearance, it really seemed that he wanted to kill the little boy Hu'er.

"Stop!" The middle-aged man couldn't help shouting: "Three big men bullying a child, do you still understand shame? What are you doing here? Who gave you the power to bully the people?" While speaking, The middle-aged man had already walked up, and that seemingly ordinary face actually carried a shocking power.

"Damn, here comes a hero." The bald man stopped his hands, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the middle-aged man: "What's the matter, do you want a hero to save the beauty?"

"Shut up!" Zi Qing, who was beside the middle-aged man, shouted coldly, "Do you know who this is?"

Shaking his ax with his bald head, he smiled ferociously and said, "Who? Hehe, I don't care who you are. If the Heavenly King and I come to Jinling, I have to follow the rules of my Ax Gang!"

Ziqing said angrily: "You...!"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to stop, and said to the bald head: "You are only doing it for the money, I will give it to you, don't make things difficult for them." After speaking, Ziqing stretched out his hand, and Ziqing took out a piece of silver very sensiblely.

The middle-aged man threw the money over and said coldly, "What I gave you is more than what they earn. I just hope you spend it quickly."

Hearing something in the middle-aged man's words, the bald head couldn't help looking into his eyes, but found the cold light in the middle-aged man's eyes was cold and cold, couldn't help shivering, weighed the silver, and glanced at the young girl again, finally gave a little unwilling He waved and shouted: "Let's go!" He led the two men out of here.

The spectators around had been worried about the girl and Hu'er, and now they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the crisis was over.

The girl turned her head, looked at the middle-aged man, smiled sweetly, and said softly: "Thank you!" After saying a thousand blessings, she said softly: "Hu'er, clean up, let's go!"

Hu'er stubbornly said: "Sister, let's rely on our ability to eat, why should we go, are you afraid of them?"

The girl stroked Hu'er's head, without explaining, she just said softly: "Listen to sister, clean up, let's go."

Xue Poye heard this, and asked with a smile: "Of course you won't let her leave like this, otherwise she won't be your wife."

There was a gentle smile on the face of the flute player, and he asked, "If it were you, what would you do?"

Xue Poye thought for a while, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and said with a smile: "If it was me, I would tell Qingyao that there are gang members of the Ax Gang all over Jinling City. She goes home, at least on the way home, and tries to make contact."

"That's right!" The flute player clapped his hands, and he nodded with a smile, "Xue Poye, you're really interesting, really interesting."

"Did you really do that?"

The flute player laughed and said: "Of course this is the best way. If I don't do this, how can she become my wife?" After pondering for a moment, the flute player seemed to have fallen into the memory of the past, and said slowly : "On the way, I found out that her name is Qingyao, Ye Qingyao, and Hu'er is her younger brother."

"So her surname is Ye?"

"Yes, her surname is Ye." The flute player said softly: "That's when I found out that since they just returned to Dachu, their parents have been living in Tianzhu, their mother died early, and their father was infected with the plague in Tianzhu. When they were about to die, they told their brothers and sisters to return to Dachu, to their hometown, and Jinling is their hometown."

"Tianzhu?" Xue Poye's heart was shocked, and he suddenly thought of "Book of Ecstasy". Those two pages contained "Mahayalona" in Tianzhu Sanskrit. Could there be some connection between "Book of Ecstasy" and Ye Qingyao?

"I followed her back to her home." The flute player looked at every decoration and every corner of the house affectionately, and after a long time, he said softly: "This is how it is, her home is this It looks like it!"

On the outskirts of Jinling, there is a place with beautiful scenery. A meandering and trickling river runs from west to east, like a jade dragon. The river is clear and surrounded by green forests. Ye Qingyao's house is located in this green In the woods, there were only a dozen or so families here, but they were all simple and kind, and loved each other. As soon as they returned to the village, Ye Qingyao took part of the bounty money from the performer and ordered Hu'er to send it to two poor families.

The middle-aged people can only sigh in their eyes, such a woman not only has a beautiful and refined face, but also has a kind and flawless heart.

Ye Qingyao invited the middle-aged man into the house for tea. All this time, Ye Qingyao didn't say those polite words of thanks, but only smiled sweetly like a spring breeze.

The room was clean and tidy, and there was a bamboo flute on the old and clean table.

"Can you blowjob?"

Ye Qingyao smiled and said: "When I have nothing to do, I like to hold it and play the tunes I like!"

The middle-aged man smiled softly and said softly: "Then can you play a song for me, a new acquaintance?"

Therefore, Ye Qingyao picked up the bamboo flute without any scruples, sat in the room, and played the music like the sounds of nature. Slightly changed, it is more in line with the charm of Da Chu.

On this day, the middle-aged people stayed at Ye Qingyao's house for dinner. They ate the Tianzhu dishes that Ye Qingyao learned from Tianzhu. very happy.

When parting, the middle-aged man made another request, hoping to learn bamboo flute and play Tianzhu Sanskrit music.

Ye Qingyao smiled sweetly and agreed without hesitation.

From then on, the middle-aged people would come to Ye Qingyao's yard every day to learn bamboo flute and Sanskrit music, and eat delicacies made by Ye Qingyao himself.

Ye Hu'er is obviously an extremely cautious person. Although he has the drive of a teenager, he has the vigilance of an adult. At first, he was very wary of this person who approached his sister, but as time went on, Ye Hu'er seemed to have adapted to having such a man in his life.

At this time, the Governor of Jinling was suddenly assigned to the frontier for no reason. The newly appointed Governor of Jinling had one thing to do to eliminate the Ax Gang. Disappearing in Jinling City, among them, the bald head of the Ax Gang ended up the worst, being beaten to death on the street.

"That was the happiest day in my life." The flute player's face was full of happiness, with a smile from the bottom of his mouth: "At that time, every moment, I felt that my work was not in vain. I always thought, if If this life goes on like that, then I will be very happy, very happy...!"

"Being with the one you love is always the most beautiful thing in the world." Xue Poye said thoughtfully: "Then you two got married like this?"

"No!" The flute player shook his head: "I stayed there for a month, and after a month of happy life, I was called home by my mother."

"Go home?" Xue Poye opened his eyes wide: "You just leave Ye Qingyao behind and go home alone?"

"I didn't leave it behind." The flute player said firmly: "Before I left, I told her that no matter what kind of difficulties arise, I will come back and continue to eat the dishes she cooked, continue to walk by the river with her, and continue to be with her. Selling art to make money and help others!"

"It seems that you have a wonderful life!" Xue Poye sighed: "Then she must have agreed to you!"

"Yes, she promised me." The flute player smiled happily: "As long as she promises me, even if there are great difficulties, I will return to her sooner or later."

Xue Poye nodded and said: "This is what a real man does."

The flute player pondered for a moment, staring at the portrait, his expression suddenly became solemn, and his voice was a little cold: "I didn't know until I got home that my father passed away, and my elder brother wants to occupy the family property and wants to be the head of the family." In order to hide it from me, he has killed many messengers who sent me letters. In the end, it was my second uncle, that honest and stable second uncle. The meaning of the mother, finally found me, let me know the unfortunate facts of the family, when I return home, there is only one step away from the elder brother ascending the position of the head of the family."

"The eldest son Jiye, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that!" Xue Poye said casually.

The person who played the flute immediately looked at Xue Poye, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he said coldly: "The way of heaven depends on virtue. Without virtue, how can we inherit the heavy family business? What's more, before my father died, the will left was very clear. it's me."

"So that's how it is!" Xue Poye was stared at by the flute player's sharp eyes, and a chill appeared on his body, and he said slowly: "If it's your father's intention, then there is nothing to argue about, after all, it is my father's order. Great!"

"Knowledgeable!" The flute player's face softened.

"Then what's the result?" Xue Poye asked: "Has your father's last wish been fulfilled, and have you become the head of the family?"

At this moment, the person who played the flute suddenly exuded a domineering arrogance, like the king of beasts facing all beasts, and said slowly in an almost cruel voice: "Of course, who can Block me?"

Xue Poye looked at the man in front of him, a chill from the bottom of his heart spread all over his body, he frowned, as if he understood something, his face showed a look of shock.