Indeed, Hsu Fengnian secretly promised Cao Wei ten thousand light cavalrymen to rush to the Western Region. Now that his secret was exposed, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he could not help but feel a little embarrassed. After the embarrassment, he felt a little heavy. She could see that there were many masters in Beimang's Southern Dynasty. Would they have taken countermeasures early? Hsu Fengnian looked up at the sky. Although it was said that a man without foresight would have immediate worries, a man with foresight would have even more immediate worries. Now, the general trend of the world, from the height of the imperial court to the distance of Jianghu, was surging with undercurrents everywhere. Hsu Fengnian and Beiliang were undoubtedly the ones at the forefront when the real storm surged in the future. The girl jumped onto the carriage and sat between Hsu Fengnian and the Bodhisattva of Six Pearls. She had unknowingly caught a yellow four-legged snake in her hand. People in Beiliang called it the Stone Dragon. The girl held the poor little tail and kept spinning it, not tired at all.
The girl suddenly stopped and hung the Stone Dragon in front of the Bodhisattva of Six Pearls. She laughed and asked, "Auntie, do you want to play?"
Murderous intent was everywhere.
Xu Yanbing, who was driving the horse, coughed softly. Hsu Fengnian looked down, hoping to be indifferent.
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The group slowly entered the hinterland of Youzhou. Because Hsu Fengnian's nine absent-mindedness came without any warning, he could only concentrate on it. As a result, he could not pay too much attention to the military and political affairs of Youzhou, which delayed a lot of serious business. The carriage entered the City of Hundred Springs, where the Youzhou General's official residence was located. The city was famous in Beiliang for having more than a hundred springs. It was said that Ancestor Lu's sword Qi had reached the Nine Springs. Of course, Hsu Fengnian also had an identity certificate, but no one would associate the name on the certificate with the King of Beiliang. After entering the city, they randomly picked a restaurant in the downtown area that was prosperous even when they were not eating. Hsu Fengnian caught a glimpse of the eye-catching sign on the restaurant's wall. Since he became the King of Beiliang, many related stories surfaced. For a time, he became the first choice of the storytellers to earn money. Not only in Beiliang, but also in Liyang and the Central Plains. As for whether it would be good or bad, it depended on the preferences of the local officials and diners. They had to cater to their liking in order to get people to give tips. The restaurant's business was surprisingly good. Xu Fengnian had no choice but to pay a few more taels of silver before he managed to get a seat that was barely passable. Other than listening to the stories and enjoying the atmosphere, it was more to let Miss Hehe fill her stomach. There was still some time before the storyteller went on stage. Miss Hehe had always been wolfing down her food. Hsu Fengnian had been thinking about how to deal with the tyrannical forces in the territory with the Youzhou General Huangfu Jin. He did not pay much attention to the whispers around him and the covetous gazes of the Six-jewel Bodhisattva. Since Miss Hehe was full, he paid the bill and left. Soon, several groups of people were fighting over the table he vacated. Hsu Fengnian passed through the crowd and was already near the door. Suddenly, he heard a familiar sound of a pipa. He turned around and looked carefully. He was stunned on the spot.
One Lantern Festival, in the city of Liangzhou, there was a pair of grandfather and granddaughter. The blind old man was drinking wine and telling stories. He was talking about His Royal Highness's first trip to Jianghu. The emaciated young girl was holding a poor quality pipa made of white wood. Later, in Beimang, he saw the young girl handing out thin notes. At that time, she was playing the pipa to accompany her grandfather's storytelling. The first string was about to break. At that time, Hsu Fengnian was accompanied by Tao Manwu, who was a burden. In the end, he invited the old man and his granddaughter to drink wine. He even taught the young girl Cao Jiawu's pipa skills, which had almost become a peerless skill in the world. They parted ways happily. Hsu Fengnian also heard the blind old man talk about many things in Beiliang. He saw the knife wound on the back of the old soldier's hand. He also saw the young girl, whom the old man called Eryu, and her sincerity in treating the cheap pipa as her life.
The young girl entered the stage with the pipa in her arms. However, this time, the blind old man was not with her.
When she sat down, she picked up the pot of wine on the small stool in front of her and drank it all in one gulp. Hsu Fengnian could only hear the crazy jeers and boos from all around. They were all cursing and mocking the young girl, saying that she was a broken shoe used by a Beimang barbarian and that she had lost face for Beiliang. They said that she should have died outside the pass. What was she doing back in Youzhou? She was a woman who only cared about money!
The young girl was indifferent. She gently stroked the almost broken string of the withered pipa.
A few armored soldiers who deliberately occupied the closest seats sat with their legs crossed. Every time the girl told a story or played the pipa, they would throw a string of copper coins at her. Obviously, they were already familiar with this and treated this matter as a form of entertainment.
Then, everyone saw a young man walk onto the stage and squat in front of the young girl.
For a moment, the copper coins fell like rain.
Hsu Fengnian asked softly, "Eryu?"
The young girl with indifferent eyes ignored him and continued to play the pipa.
Hsu Fengnian squeezed out a smile. Word by word, he gritted his teeth and repeated what he had said in the past. "As far as the white wood pipa is concerned, the sound quality can be considered good. If the money allows, you can add a little glue. The old man said that the content of the book was especially critical of the pipa's brittleness and explosiveness. Also, the first string is not far from breaking. However, in my opinion, since you are playing the pipa for the spectators to enjoy, breaking the string is also something that everyone would be happy to see. There is no need to rush to change the first string. I'll also tell you some of the Cao family's pipa techniques. You can remember as much as you can … "
The young girl still did not raise her head. The sound of the pipa continued.
It seemed that she did not dare to look at this man who she had met by chance in Beimang and who had once kindly taught her the pipa.
Hsu Fengnian squatted by her feet and said with red eyes, "I'm sorry. I forgot to tell your grandfather last time. Not only am I from Beiliang, but I am also the person your grandfather always talked about. My name is Hsu Fengnian. I am now the King of Beiliang. "
The young girl who was sitting on the small bamboo chair and only as tall as the man in front of her suddenly raised her head.
Hsu Fengnian reached out and gently pulled her head to his shoulder. He had never said the word "sorry" to anyone before. Once again, he choked and repeated, "I'm sorry."
The first time, it was Hsu Fengnian who said sorry.
The second time, it was Beiliang who said sorry.
The young girl suppressed her sobs and said in a low voice, "It's okay."
Hsu Fengnian stood up slowly with his back to the crowd.
Xu Yanbing and the Six-pearl Bodhisattva took a step forward at the same time. Their eyes were unusually solemn. It was as if that figure had turned into Wang Xianzhi or the newcomer Gao Shulu.
There was a tall building above the ninth floor. Only then could one call himself a worry-free celestial being.
Xu Yanbing shouted angrily, "Hsu Fengnian! Do not force yourself to enter a trance for the tenth time. Go far away to Beimang! "
The Six-pearl Bodhisattva put his palms together. In the sky outside the restaurant, six Dharma Forms appeared one after another to suppress the restaurant. He said in a low voice, "All are happy."
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