Stories Of Nine Cities

In the 11th year of Guiyuan Dynasty, after the shangyelu war, the whole continent was slowly moving towards prosperity under the governance of emperor Fengqing cliff, and the streets were busy. For the War 11 years ago, all the hatred and resentment became history with the death of the perpetrators, and everyone began to start anew, and everywhere was a scene of prosperity.

A rickety carriage slowly drove in from outside the city and came to a newly decorated inn. The driver's left hand seemed inconvenient. After jumping out of the carriage, he took a stool and put it in front of the carriage.

When the curtain of the carriage was lifted, a beautiful woman bent down and jumped out of the carriage. Then she turned and looked at the child coming out of the carriage. She reached out and tried to hold the man down, but she was politely refused.

"Mother, I'm eight years old. I can come down by myself." Handsome boy said a flip, natural landing, see the woman's eyes flashed a gentle smile, and then looked up at the interior of the carriage.

Then out came a middle-aged man with a resolute face and brave eyebrows. When he saw the woman holding out her hand to him, he raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything. Then he slowly stepped out of the carriage.

Suddenly, she had an extra weight on her body. The woman looked at the man on her side and saw that the other side naturally stretched out her hand to encircle her shoulder, and then half of her body hung on her body. She couldn't help standing there staring at the other side.

"A serious illness has just healed." The man whispered, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Dad, can you have a face? I'm almost eight years old. Are you still recovering from a serious illness? " The boy rolled his eyes and looked up at his father with his hands akimbo.

As soon as he said this, the groom who was cleaning the stool beside him couldn't help laughing. When the man glared at him, he quickly pulled the carriage to the back door of the inn, as if nothing had happened.

"All right, go ahead." The woman laughingly glanced at the father and son. It was obvious that she was helping the man, but in fact the man took her into the inn.

The first floor of the inn is a wine shop, which also manages food. As soon as the three people enter the inn, they attract people to wait and see. The only reason is that the men are tall, the women are pretty, and the children around them are also pretty and lovely.

"My guest, are you three? Eat or stay? We... "

"Eat first! Help us prepare two more rooms. " It was a boy on one side who spoke. After that, he looked up at his parents and said something in a loud voice.

"I'm hungry."

The boy looks like I'm hungry and I'm reasonable, which makes the woman laugh. Then he walks to the corner with the man's dissatisfied smacking mouth, where he has wiped a table for them, and then he begins to introduce the dishes. While he is talking, there is some noise at the table beside him.

"What do you mean no more? We've only had three pots, so you said no? Do you want to do business? " There were three people sitting at a table. They looked slightly drunk. One of them ran to the hall with a bottle in his hand.

"My guest, I'm really sorry. The king's chants are limited. They are sold out today. How about this bamboo leaf brew? It's also from the Song family winery, and the taste is first-class. " Running with a smile to explain, but in front of the man is not willing to appreciate.

"Whoever wants to drink bamboo leaf wine, bring me yaowangyin!" Some of the men are reluctant to leave, and they are entangled with the running room. Finally, the man's companion takes him to check out and leave together, which makes them clean.

"I'm sorry, my guest. It's just that the supply of this medicine King Yin is always in short supply. It's hard to avoid the greedy people's mood. It's annoying to you. Today's roast beef is good. Would you like some?" After the noise, the waiter continued to introduce the three members of the family with a smile.

"Is this the best way for Wang Yaoyin?" The woman looked up at the little two and asked.

"Oh, ma'am, you are not good at wine. This medicine King Yin is a treasure which is hard to get from the evil spirits. It has been famous for a long time since it came out. It has been produced in limited quantity every year for just two years. It's hard for us to get the goods, but they are sold out as soon as they are available. The shopkeeper also has a headache." The shopkeeper talked endlessly, and the smile of the woman's mouth never diminished.

"Why can't such a good thing be more productive? Isn't the song winery short of money? " It was the boy who was talking, frowning and puzzled.

"I have to ask the owner of the winery. In the past, when song Da was in charge of the winery, the more the better. But now, Mr. Song said that in order to ensure the quality, the output dropped." In fact, it's good to drink, and the bartender can't understand why it's not productive.

"Son of song?" The woman listened to a Leng, and then looked at the man next to him. As a result, the man was drinking tea and looked indifferent.

"It's...!" The shopkeeper was about to speak when he saw the man coming in and his eyes lit up.

"Speak of Cao Cao, and he will arrive."

When Tianyi came into the inn, everyone couldn't help looking at him more, and the shopkeeper also came out and looked at him respectfully.

"You are polite, young master!" The shopkeeper said hello with a smile, but he looked up and saw the person standing in the same place.

Tianyi looks at the corner and thinks that he is dazzled. Otherwise, how can he see people more than ten years ago? By the time he realized it, he had already stepped out, his eyes fixed and his face stunned."Son of the Song Dynasty?" The shopkeeper looks at Tianyi's approach and says hello inexplicably. When waiting for someone to stop at the table, he looks at each other's moist eyes with silly eyes, and then looks at the woman sitting along the line of sight.

"Grown up!" With a smile, the woman looked at Tianyi carefully.

The young man in front of him is handsome and unrestrained. He has long lost the spirit and depression of that year. He is more calm and introverted. Even though he is emotional at the moment, he is still reserved.

Tianyi's lips trembled and choked in his throat, his hands clenched into a fist stiff in the same place, this familiar voice, like the spring breeze, blowing away the years of depression in his heart, dispelling the clouds and seeing the sun.

He thought that he would never see him again. He thought that he would never have the chance to say thank you again. He kept the things that the man gave him until today. He thought that he would take them to the ground to repay them. Who ever thought that God would treat him well after all.

"Jun...!"

"Song Tianyi, did you call something? After that, we have to go to the next town! " The figure running in suddenly at the door interrupts what Tianyi hasn't said yet.

Looking up, it was a young man with delicate face and rich brocade. As he talked and tidied his clothes, he walked into the door, looked up and swept around. Then he saw song Tianyi standing in the corner.

"What are you doing?" Walking to the corner, over Song Tianyi's figure, the visitor finally sees the woman sitting on one side. For a moment, she can't react well, and then she froze in the same place.

The expression on his face was twisted. He pointed to the woman sitting on the stool, and then pointed to song Tianyi. His mouth was so open that he could plug eggs, but he couldn't say a word. When Tianyi reached out and pressed his finger down, he heard a wail and wail.

On that day, the inn was a bit chaotic, mixed with people's inexplicable scolding, accompanied by the shopkeeper's smile, and the secret nagging of the running room and the sophomore.

Even so, it's not as embarrassed as the young man who is crying heartbroken, with a runny nose and a tear rushing up to hold the woman and being kicked open by the man next to the woman.

Tianyi rubs his eyebrows and pulls people up from the ground with some headache. When he turns back, the woman is leaning against the man at the table, and a boy stares at them with a warning face. The scene is once out of control and ridiculous.

Finally, after the crying young man threw out a ingot of gold, the inn happily closed down and left the inn for a holiday, leaving only three members of the family and two of Tianyi sitting in the corner of the inn, feeling a lot.

"Come on, are you crying enough?" Tianyi a little annoyed stares at Song Lei, the latter also stares at him.

"Why are you so mean? Seeing jun'er...! " Before Song Lei finished his sentence, he was smart because of the cold sight sweeping by. Then he could not help but shrink to Tianyi. By the way, he opened a little distance from junlinwan.

"Sister...!" People stare back a little cool, song Lei wronged looking at the king late.

"No problem, he's still sick! There's nothing you can do about it. " Jun Lin laughingly looks at Song Lei in the evening and can't help looking at him again.

has a man of striking appearance and basically has the final say. He is thinking of having a chance to go and see it again, but he does not want to meet him.

Song Lei swept the cold Xi evil of the side one eye, feel that the other side must be deceiving, earlier was kicked that foot still ache!

"Jun Sister, what was the matter with you then? " Tianyi Shunkou is the same name as before. Thinking about song Lei, he changed his mouth. It's just a sound of elder sister, which is full of emotion.

"Nothing special." Jun Lin doesn't like it. Although the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, only she knows the bitterness of those days. So when Han xixie reaches over to hold her palm, she holds it back and looks at each other with a smile.

Although the king's view of the evening is light, Tianyi and song Lei know that things must be more complicated than they think, and they don't know where to start, so they don't ask, but change the topic.

"Where is my sister going next? Would you like to join us? Everyone must want to see you very much! " Song Lei looks at junlinye with his eyes bright, thinking that everyone knows the news, and then he sees people's appearance. He feels a sense of mischief, and Tianyi turns his eyes.

"We I'm going to sweep the grave. " Jun linwan hesitated for a moment, and then answered in a low voice.

After hearing this sentence, song Lei and Tianyi are stunned for a moment, and then understand the convergence expression, the face has become a bit heavy, the war that year, still want to be hurt.

"Will you come back after Qingming Festival?" For a long time, song Lei asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Finish saying this sentence Jun Lin night smile, is still the memory of that gentle appearance, let song Lei see also follow a grin.

"Then we'll wait for you, for you to come back!" Song Lei wiped canthus of an eye, firm say.

"Good." Jun Lin nodded his head late.

"Then..." Song Lei is a little embarrassed. He has a lot to say, but he doesn't know where to start. He finally makes an appointment to see you next time. At this moment, he is at a loss."Eat first! After dinner, we have to inspect the next town's industry. " Tianyi looks at Song Lei, then turns to junlinwan. Although he also has a lot to say, he knows that the people in front of him are still living well, and other things don't matter.

"But the shopkeeper has been driven away!" Song Lei frowned at the thought.

"It's OK, someone has done it." Jun Lin said in the evening and looked out to the kitchen. As expected, he saw a figure coming with a tray.

"Seventh day of junior high school!" Song Lei's eyes widened in surprise.

"Son of song." The seventh day of junior high school said hello with a smile. When he put the food on the table, a group of people began to say with a smile.

Hanxi doesn't talk much about evil. If Junlin doesn't talk about it in the evening, he will just eat. Song Lei is happy to say that Tianyi is beside him. Junlin and the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh day of.

Only the boy sitting on one side, looking back and forth at the people he knew and didn't know, always felt that there should be a lot of stories about father and mother.