Ling Tian walked all the way, looked left and then, very curious, this is not to blame him, because there is no such thing in his memory now, no impression of such a prosperous scene.
As mentioned earlier, Ling Tian’s memory is only after he was eight or nine years old. When he was almost nine years old, a major incident occurred in his family. In order not to affect his life, Wuchenzi and his father, Hanshui Sword Master Yang Ling joined hands with him. His memory has been sealed. He has stayed in Wuchengu for the past six years. Wuchengu is a place far away from the world and isolated from the world. How did he know this.
During the six years in Wuchen Valley, whether it was Ling Tian’s father Yang Ling, Wuchenzi, or Shaying who later lived with him for three years, the topics they chatted together were not these mundane topics. Things, they told Ling Tian that in addition to loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness, there were also jianghu chivalry, jianghu pride, and other topics such as wind, flowers, snow and moon.
Therefore, Ling Tian was dazzled for a while, and he couldn't keep his mind. Seeing him like this, Sha Ying couldn't bear to interrupt. He gave Ling Tian five taels of silver and told him to stroll around the town by himself, and buy whatever he wanted. He went to buy two horses for the purpose of driving. After all, the town of Mule Horse was not big, and it was still easy for him to find Ling Tian.
Moreover, Ling Tian was able to martial arts, and Sha Ying didn't find any suspicious masters in the town. He didn't need to worry about Ling Tian's safety. Instead, he felt that it would be good for him to let Ling Tian get acquainted with living together as soon as possible, so he went with peace of mind.
But as soon as Shaying left, he didn’t know that Ling Tian stopped and went. Look here, look there. Before he knew it, he walked to Luomazhen Middle Street. He stood there watching a certain Direction, people in a certain direction also looked at him, and he was deeply attracted by them.
Ling Tian looked over at the Cuiping Tower. He looked at the girls upstairs in Cuiping dumbly. Those girls also noticed him. He is fifteen and seventeen meters tall this year. He is of medium size, neither fat nor thin. Hair curled up, face with melon seeds, clear eyebrows, black eyes, perfectly raised nose, small mouth, typically a handsome little guy.
The girls upstairs in Cuiping are attractive to Ling Tian, and he is also attractive to them. His handsome face and elegant figure are not unique, but impeccable, he is stunned. Looking at them, they waved the handkerchiefs in their hands to him, winking their eyebrows, and shouting: "Brother, come up! Come up! Brother."
The girls were chattering. Ling Tian had never seen this battle and was at a loss. At this moment, a window on the third floor opened and a figure poked his head out. Ling Tian noticed her and found the girl pale pear blossoms. On his face, his eyebrows were like distant mountains without a trace, his lips would be vermilion if they were smeared with sand, and his lithe willow waist was light and graceful, so that he could not forget.
Ling Tian stared straight at the girl who was on the probe. The girl naturally saw him and found that his rude behavior frowned and was a little unhappy, but she still politely shouted to Ling Tian: "Come on, The son."
The girl’s voice was crisp and tactful, extremely powerful, and it was tingling to the bones. After she spoke, the babbled girls on the second floor stopped talking to Ling Tian. They all silenced and looked up at her. There was envy and awe in their eyes. Seeing that she had chosen Ling Tian, they all consciously went to solicit other guests.
Ling Tian is just a first-time brother. He didn't know what the girl meant, so he walked inside. The old mother was outside the door. Seeing Ling Tian walking towards her, she smiled and greeted her and came to Ling Tianshen. Qian, said to him enthusiastically: "Please come from the son."
The old mother introduced Ling Tian into the Cuiping Tower. She knew that he was attracted by the one on the third floor. She didn't tell him about the money, nor did she ask other girls to greet him. Instead, she said directly to him: "My son, please follow I come."
When he said that, he took Ling Tian up to the third floor. Ling Tian followed behind, watching other girls hook up with the guests, with irregular hands and feet, flirting and swearing, and he was a little puzzled. He only felt his face turned. Hot, I don't know that a blush was already unknowingly on his face, he was embarrassed so that the girl who was peeking next to him was rippling.
When he came to the third floor, the old mother and Ling Tian stood outside the room. The old mother told Ling Tian to stop, and then he said to the girl inside: "If so, I brought you my son."
"Let him in." The girl's natural ringtone came from inside.
With the girl's permission, the old mother said to Ling Tian: "Go in, son."
Ling Tian nodded to the old mother, and then stepped in. The old mother also turned and went downstairs to greet the other guests.
Entering the room, Ling Tian found that the girl was sitting by the window. She was facing out of the window. She stood up when she saw him coming in, saluted him, and then asked, "Sit down, please."
Ling Tian didn't sit down immediately, but gave the girl a fist in return, and then sat down. It just made him feel a little puzzled that this girl is beautiful and beautiful, but she is not like his grandfather without dust and As Uncle Sha Ying said, like other beautiful girls, he always covered his face with a veil, and separated them from others with a bead curtain. If the girl is facing each other like this, there is no obstruction between them, Ling Tian can clearly see everything about her.
If the girl is beautiful, it can be said to be one of the most beautiful beauties Ling Tian has ever seen in his life. He will never forget it in his life. Of course, this is something later, so I won't mention it here for the time being.
Seeing Ling Tian looking at herself rudely again, if the girl was a little angry, but her quality was very good, she did not show it, staying in this beautiful place all the year round, she would have long been happy and angry. In order to prevent Ling Tian from continuing, Lianbu moved lightly, came to the front of the case between three or two steps, made Ling Tian a cup of tea, and handed it to him. While he was drinking tea, she walked back, Sitting down next to Guzheng, he asked inquiries: "Does the son want to listen to the piano? Or does the slave accompany you to reciting poems and composing fu?"
Ling Tian stopped drinking tea and replied politely: "Sister, can you talk about a song?"
If it looks really older than Ling Tian, Ling Tian is only fifteen years old, if she should be eighteen or nineteen years old, he called her his sister, and there is no objection. Instead, he followed his words and asked: "How does my brother want to hear? song?"
Ling Tian thought for a while, and then said: ""Broken Time"."
He was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Okay!"
"Sister Lao, then!"
If I didn’t say much, but the jade hand stroked the piano body
Clang
After auditioning twice, I adjusted my voice and sang while plucking the strings:
"Drunk with a lamp to watch the sword, dreaming back to the company of blowing horns. Eight hundred li points burned, fifty strings turned over the wall, and the battlefield fell into the autumn. The horse made Lu Fei fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king's world affairs, Won the name before and after his lifetime. Poorly happened!"
The voice was melodious and mellow, and her piano sound was even more mesmerizing. Ling Tian listened and fell in unconsciously. He found that he seemed to be a senior Xin Qiji, and he could understand him. He cannot be appointed for a long time, but he always adheres to the dream of resisting the enemy and saving the country for life, and finally feels grief and indignation for unpaid ambition.
Under the guidance of the sound of the piano, Ling Tian seemed to see Senior Xin Qiji staying at home in a depressed mood, so he could only drank his sorrows with alcohol. When he was drunk in the middle of the night, he turned on the lights again and again, looking at the battles that had accompanied him for a long time. The sword to kill the enemy, eager to focus on the scene of the Northern Expedition.
When singing "Menghui Blowing Horn Company", Ling Tian even followed Senior Xin Qiji into the dream with incomparable yearning and longing. In the dream, he felt that the sky had dawned, and a loud and majestic trumpet sounded in the continuous military camp. Soon, he rewarded the soldiers with a large piece of roast beef and let them share; the military band played high-pitched and aggressive frontier battle hymns to boost their prowess. On the battlefield of hunting and hunting in the autumn wind, he reviewed all soldiers and horses and prepared to go out.
The soldiers galloped on their horses, as fast as the "Lu", and swiftly shook their heads; they drew strong bows and fired a thousand arrows, resounding like a "thunderbolt", thrilling. The enemy collapsed and completely failed. He led the soldiers and finally completed the great cause of regaining the Central Plains and reunifying the motherland, and won the immortal fame before and after death.
It’s just that the good times didn’t last long, and in the end, with the sing of "Poor White Happen!" After singing, Ling Tian woke up, just as Senior Xin Qiji discovered the magnificent army, the battle of leaping horses, and the glorious victory. Qianqiu's fame, but all of them are lost like dreams, and his emotions are completely provoked like this.
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