Taiping Inn

There is an inn, square, two-story building, with a flag in the center.

The inn covers a large area, and a two-entry courtyard is built outside the second-story main building. The flagpole is standing in the middle of the courtyard, which is very conspicuous.

The flag is newly made, with black characters on a white background and silver edges, hanging on a high pole that was broken into two pieces and then reconnected, fluttering in the wind.

There are four big characters embroidered on the flag: Taiping Inn.

The second-story main building of the inn has been renovated, and the white wall skin covers the original exposed blue bricks. The incomplete black tiles on the roof have also been repaired. The black tiles and white walls, the yard is also planted with flowers and plants, a pond is dug, lotus is planted, and a few red carps are raised, which has the meaning of a Jiangnan garden.

At this time, the lobby of the inn was full of guests, and even the stairs and the corridors on the second floor were full of guests. Many people did not have seats, so they stood to drink. Some held a large bowl, while others held a pot in one hand and a cup in the other.

In the northeast corner of the hall, there was a separate desk. A storyteller in a Confucian robe sat alone behind the desk, with a table, a chair, a fan, and a ruler. After a while, the ruler was heard, and everyone upstairs and downstairs was silent, and no one dared to make a noise.

Today, we are still talking about the vernacular novel "Female Sword Fairy" from Qingping Bookstore.

Continuing from the last chapter, Li Ziyun accidentally entered the sacred place of Yaochi in the Great Snow Mountain, and accidentally broke the chess game left by the saint. He obtained the saint's sixty years of cultivation, and the energy in his body was like a sudden mountain torrent, which was overwhelming and unstoppable.

After Li Ziyun's magical power was perfected, he left Yaochi and hurried back to Shushan. At this time, the four demon sects were besieging Shushan. Li Ziyun held the "Qingping Sword" in her hand, and the sword and the person became one. She was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, like purple air coming from the east. She killed eight demon sect masters with one sword, and her awe-inspiring power made the demon sect people afraid. She swung the sword again, spanning ten miles...

Everyone was used to hearing about battles on the battlefield, and rarely heard such fairy and demon stories. They felt it was novel and intoxicated.

In the northwest corner of the inn, there was a black lacquer counter, tall and polished. Behind it were several jars of wine, which seemed to be quite old. You could smell the wine from a long distance.

A Taiping coin was spinning on the counter.

The shopkeeper was a young man, wearing a half-new robe. He stood behind the counter, resting his chin with his right hand, staring at the spinning Taiping coin in a daze.

The proprietress was also very young. She stood side by side with the shopkeeper, writing furiously with her head down. She saw the shopkeeper in a daze again from the corner of her eye. She didn't show any expression on her face, but stepped hard under the counter.

With a "snap", the shopkeeper reached out and slapped the rotating Taiping money under his palm, then slowly moved his palm away, revealing the four words "Peace in the World".

At this moment, a large carriage slowly drove into the yard of the inn, with a coffin on the carriage.

The couple drove the car. Although they were dressed simply, their gestures were not like those of ordinary people.

The woman wore a veil hat, and her face could not be seen clearly. She seemed to be a little unfamiliar with the current inn. After jumping off the carriage, she first looked up at the "Taiping" flag fluttering in the wind, and then looked at the surrounding flowers and ponds.

This place is very different from the past.

The man drove the carriage aside so as not to block the door, then got off the carriage and walked to the woman.

Outside the door of the main building of the inn, the old tree stump was no longer there, but a rattan chair. A fair-skinned girl sat on the rattan chair, her feet off the ground, with two buns, a gold collar, and a large bowl in both hands, drinking mung bean soup.

Next to the rattan chair, there was an old dog with yellow fur lying, half asleep and half awake, exuding a sense of laziness.

Probably because of its old age, the dog did not notice the arrival of the couple until the couple walked to the door of the inn lobby. It lazily raised its eyelids, as if it recognized this old friend. It did not grin or growl, but perfunctorily shook its tail, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The girl drank up the mung bean soup in the big bowl, put the big bowl on the stool next to it that served as a table, and stared at the couple with wide eyes.

The woman wearing a veil chuckled and said, "It's only been three years. The child can't be this big now, can he?"

The man said, "It shouldn't be."

The little girl couldn't help herself and asked, "Who are you?"

The man replied, "My last name is Li, Muzi Li. My given name is Xuandu, the 'Xuan' of Xuanmiao and the 'Du' of Grand Commander."

The little girl still widened her eyes: "I can write the word 'Li', but I don't know the other two words and can't write them."

Li Xuandu squatted down patiently and wrote the word "Xuandu" on the ground with his fingers, saying, "Xuandu is the Xuandu of 'White Jade Capital in the Sky, Twelve Towers and Five Cities'."

The little girl shook her head: "Li Xuandu... I've never heard of him."

Li Xuandu laughed dumbly and said self-deprecatingly: "On my 30th birthday, Bingyan flattered me, regardless of whether it was appropriate or not, and borrowed the ancients' poems, saying something like 'Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead, everyone in the world knows you.' I didn't expect to be slapped in the face as soon as I went out."

The man was Li Xuandu, and the woman wearing a veil hat was naturally Qin Su. She took out a porcelain doll, which looked like a bald birthday star. It didn't have much fairy spirit, but was rather naive. Moreover, this porcelain doll could be opened, and there was a white-bearded lucky star inside. If you open the lucky star, there is also a smaller lucky star. The three gods were made into tumblers, swaying in Qin Su's palm, which was very cute. This kind of gadget is not expensive, but very pleasing.

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she was immediately attracted to it, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

Qin Su put the porcelain doll in the little girl's hand.

Li Xuandu said deliberately: "Some people don't know the goods, but this little friend has a good eye and will have a great future."

"Brother!" The boss's wife came out at some point. When she heard Li Xuandu's words, she immediately stomped her feet and refused to support her.

Li Xuandu spread his hands and said, "What I told the truth."

The boss’s wife is Zhou Shuning, who is already an adult. She was both happy and embarrassed and said, “I was wrong at the beginning, but I have already apologized to my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law doesn’t mind anymore. You are still petty.”

Li Xuan smiled and said, "It's strange to say that after a woman gets married, she doesn't look like a girl at home. She is inevitably a little hot-tempered, but your sister-in-law is getting back to life and laughs all day long. He looked like a carefree little girl, asking me to say that the title of "Cihang Real Person" should be given to her."

Qin Su's face turned red, but fortunately there was a veil covering her, so she couldn't tell it.

Zhou Shuning said, "You don't understand this. My sister-in-law has a good heart and a comfortable life. She has no worries and naturally has no temper. Who would be willing to lose her temper if she is fine?"

While talking, Shen Changsheng, who was the shopkeeper here, also came over, much more steady than before, and bowed to Li Xuandu and Qin Su in a stern manner.

As for why the two of them opened an inn here, it was a strange rule of Taiping Sect. Because the ancestors of the Lu family of Taipingzong started their careers as inns, no matter how rich they have been, they have to engage in inns for three years, so as to calm down their minds and not make them arrogant. Generally, they only engage in such business when the heads of the family change. Mr. Shen passed away in the second year of Tianbao. Mr. Shen started working as a shopkeeper from the third year of Tianbao. Li Xuandu came out of the mountain in the sixth year of Tianbao, which was exactly three years.

Shen Changsheng was originally a branch of the Shen family. His parents died early and were adopted by Mr. Shen and Mrs. Lu. Now he inherited the family business and started working as a shopkeeper in the inn. He has not seen Li Xuandu for a long time.

Now Shen Changsheng has gradually faded his youthfulness when he was young, and while becoming more steady, he is inevitably old-fashioned.

On the contrary, after three years of Qing Dynasty practice, Li Xuandu's dusk energy was slightly reduced, perhaps because of peace in the world.

Li Xuan waved his hand, indicating that Shen Changsheng didn't have to be too polite, and then restrained the smile on his face and said seriously: "I have already said in the letter that this time I will send Mr. Shen back to his roots. Senior Sister Lu was talking to us. Come here, but when she was about to arrive at the inn, she said she wanted to go to the cemetery to wait for us, and she didn't want to go back to the inn and get moved by the scenery."

Shen and Zhou also became solemn, and they nodded slightly.

Li Xuandu said, "Lead the way."

Shen Changsheng instructed his friend to watch out for the inn and the little girl who had just finished drinking mung bean soup. He drove the carriage himself and led Li Xuandu and others to the cemetery.

There are many people buried here, in an orderly manner. There is a monument in front of each tomb, some with names and some without names. The same is that each monument has the year and month of erecting the monument.

Li Xuandu suddenly realized that he had been here before.

As expected, after not long walking, I saw a tombstone with the words "Zhou Gong Tingchao and the Tomb of the Lady".

Li Xuan remembered that this was the place where Zhou Tingchao was buried.

Shen Changsheng dug a new pit next to the tomb of Zhou Tingchao and his wife in advance. Mrs. Lu was already waiting here, her eyes were red, and she obviously cried while there was no one.

Qin Su stepped forward to comfort Mrs. Lu.

Shen Changsheng wanted to look at his adoptive father for the last time, but Li Xuandu stopped him. Li Xuandu sighed: "Senior Brother Shen's appearance is not very good. Although Senior Sister Lu has sorted it out,... it's better not to see him. I still remember Shen. I think Senior Brother Shen hopes for his style before his death.”

Shen Changsheng glanced at Li Xuandu, then turned his gaze to his adoptive mother, nodded without forcing her.

Li Xuandu and Shen Changsheng put the coffin into the tomb pit and sealed the soil again. As for the remaining masonry structures, we will talk about them later.

In this way, Shen Wuyou and Zhou Tingchao's in-laws became neighbors.

What kind of grudges, love and hatred are ultimately all the loess.

Shen Changsheng and Zhou Shuning kowtowed respectfully in front of the grave.

Mrs. Lu wanted to stay here alone for a while, so Li Xuandu and others returned to the inn.

At this moment, the storyteller had come to an end: After Li Ziyun killed the Ghost King with a sword on Yuxu Peak, he bid farewell to everyone and returned alone. Along the way, I saw the skeletons and white bones scattered in the grass, and I couldn't help but feel deeply moved. I thought I had won the Yuxu Fighting Sword, which was a pity, but the world was suffering deep, and I don't know when peace would be achieved.

This is exactly:

A sword comes west, the river goes east, and the energy reaches the Yeting Court.

How to maintain peace? It is rare to be peaceful, but to kill the troubled times, can peace be created?

Heroes and heroes? The right way? Leave it to the comments of a century later generation.

Recalling the past, the nineteen states are shining, and the green edge is ruthless.

A century of spirit in the world. The world is filled with wind and thunder.

Sighing that this life is ups and downs, the storm is difficult to settle; a sword in ten years is full of heroism.

The blue snake with a hidden sleeve, the waist is three feet away, and the road on the earth is uneven.

Looking towards the sky, watching the sword energy spread, then opening Qingming.

Taiping Inn Final