Of course, Xia Houlin couldn't comb Liu Shao'er.
He paid out the money, bought a wine feast, put on a make-up, and bought all the boxes, jewelry, and clothes. Then he put the wedding clothes on Shuqing and kicked him into the bridal chamber with his ears.
The bustard was anxious when he saw it, and scolded Xiahou Rin: "Brother, what are you doing? You wrote a poem to provoke other girls, and you can just grab someone to replace it and you're done?"
"You motherfucker see clearly, does it seem like the person who can write the sour shit?" Xia Hou said with a squinted look, "Don't talk nonsense with the Lord, whoever wrote it will go to the bridal chamber, this is your own. Rules, do you have to slap yourself in the face?"
"This... this..." Bustard stomped her feet anxiously, "You really don't know how to praise! Liu Shao'er is a good girl who is innocent, so she just handed over her hands! You don't know, she is Xiangnu's mother from Yangzhou. The ones you choose to bring back, from the hair to the toenails, are not bad!" The bustard pulled Xia Houlin and said in a low voice, "The girl still doesn't know about our Jialan. The elders above take care of you. , I chose a girl for you, let you be an ordinary couple, happy mandarin ducks, you still don't know the benefits! The girl followed you and raised it in the Wanxiang Building. When you are tired, you can rest here and spend time with the couple outside. It's the same, isn't it?"
No wonder they are all rushing to pimp him, and I don't know which old man in Galan is worried about his business.
Xia Houlin rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, I don't have time to play with you."
Inside the room, Shuqingchu was beside the door for a while as a doorman, and then he remembered that he should go inside. He lowered his head and straightened his clothes, which were wrinkled by Xia Houlin, and leaned in.
Liu Shao'er sat on the carved canopy bed, with her hands on her knees, and her knees were leaning against each other. The red hijab covered her face, and her writing lingered on the edge of the floor covering, a little overwhelmed.
He was actually selfish.
He had long known that this girl was chosen by elder Jia Lan for his brother. His elder brother's father was the abbot, and this was an open secret of Galan. Although I don't see any contact between his father and son on weekdays, but after all, they are flesh and blood, how can they really leave it alone
Last month, he saw Liu Shao'er being led into the door by Xiangnu's mother. Xiangnu's mother was uneasy when she saw how uneasy he was, so she revealed it to him and wanted him to die. But this heart didn't die after all, like a bud blown into the soil by the wind, it slowly pulled out a strip, grew bigger and bigger, and finally occupied his whole heart.
Liu Shao'er was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He still remembered that day when he came back from the Confucius Temple to buy a fancy big kite, he saw the girl in the sky blue robe from a distance, bowing her head to listen to Xiangnu's mother's lesson, her face turned slightly sideways like a lustrous face of white porcelain.
Today's assassins like to do this. Raise a woman in Garan's trick house or some other house, and go there to rest when you don't do business or go back to Garan. When you are half asleep, you seem to be an ordinary person among all living beings, living your life while you are at sunrise. Life at sunset.
As long as you obediently register with Jialan and don't leave the sight of the dark pile, Jialan still allows this.
But how could someone like his brother know how to love women? Xia Houlin's hands only know how to hold a knife, manipulate a machine thread, and forge a puppet like Zhao Ye. How could he know how to draw a woman's eyebrows and purse her lips
Liu Shao'er will not be happy with him. Shu Qing said to herself, my brother doesn't care anyway, it doesn't matter.
Shu Qing took a deep breath, lifted the pearl agate curtain, and sat beside Liu Shao'er. Gently lifted her hijab, Liu Shao'er lowered her head slightly, her profile face was the same as when she first saw it, like a delicate flower bone.
Liu Shao'er raised her eyes and saw Shu Qing, with surprise in her eyes, "Why are you?"
Shu Qing rubbed her knees awkwardly, "Uh, that, Xiahou..."
"Don't want me?"
Shu Qing hurriedly said: "No, no! Uh, yes... That, I... "
"You wrote that poem, 'When will the misty rain in the east of the river close, the green hills outside the bar, the white head under the corridor'?"
Shu Qing blushed and nodded.
Liu Shao'er smiled, when she bent her eyebrows, she looked like a crescent moon on Liu Shao's head.
"I knew it couldn't have been written by the guy named Xia Houlin. How could that rude idiot write such delicate words?"
"He's a little rough, but he's also thick and thin." A thread in the tattoo on his knees came loose, Shu Qing grabbed the thread and whispered, "His cooking is delicious, I Neither will it."
"You man, you are obviously the groom's official, but you are talking to outsiders." Liu Shao'er stuck out his tongue, "Do you know that my mother wanted me to marry him, but I don't know why, come in became you."
Shu Qing was too embarrassed to speak, and it took a long time to say: "He... He doesn't want to get married, he has other things to do."
"Fortunately it's you!" Liu Shao'er looked very happy, "Last time, my mother secretly pointed it out to me, saying that he is handsome and in good health, and he will definitely not treat me badly in the future. But look at him, he looks fierce and vicious. Yes, where does he look like a good person? When I was in Yangzhou, a sister was bought by a Jianghu customer, guess what?"
Shu Qing looked at her suspiciously.
"After a few days, that sister ran back with her hair disheveled, crying and begging mammy to take her in and not drive her back. She took off her clothes and showed them to everyone, she was blue and purple, and she didn't have a piece of good meat. It turns out that the Jianghu guest was a Drunk, hit a woman when you're drunk!"
"I... Xia Houlin is not like that. He never hits women casually!" Shu Qing distinguished.
"People can't tell from the outside." Liu Shao'er said, "In the end, my sister was taken away. There is no way. The man paid the money, and the sister is his. I thought at that time, I must not Marrying a Jianghu person, fighting and killing people, scares people to death. The best thing is to marry a scholar like you, how wonderful, maybe you will win in the future, I will be the wife of Master Juren!"
"I..." Shu Qing was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Liu Shao'er to have such thoughts, "But I..."
"My mother told me that I am beautiful and I will definitely be able to keep Xia Houlin. She was completely wrong. How could such a man stay in a woman's bed? Only the knife and blood can keep him. We These dusty women, who say good things are Pingkang beauties and Qinhuai daughters, and who say bad things are prostitutes. In his eyes, they are simply dust and mud on the ground." Liu Shao'er looked at him fixedly, his eyes were hazy. The gurgling river under the spring rain said, "Lang Jun, you wouldn't do this to the slave family, would you?"
Shu Qing looked at those eyes, and her whole heart seemed to be sucked in. He was breathing rapidly, his mind blank.
She didn't know... He was also an assassin and a quack.
Is he going to say it? Shu Qing grabbed the embroidery thread on her knees.
To say, or not to say? Shu Qing felt that her head was hurting. He glanced at Liu Shao'er again, and she looked at him with hope, with Rongrong spring water in her eyes.
Finally, he heard himself say, "Don't worry, it won't."
The sound is weak, but clear enough.
Outside, the bustard hurriedly reported this to Liu Xiangnu, Liu Xiangnu shook his hand, Luo Dai tilted, and drew a long ink line. Greeting the bustard out, Liu Xiangnu walked out of the house and knocked on another door. The man in black sat in the darkness, silent.
Liu Xiangnu lowered his head and said, "You all know?"
"Forget it, he has no fate with love, let him go."
"That book love..." Liu Xiangnu whispered, "Liu Shao'er is not a quiet person, why did you choose such a woman for Brother Rong?"
"I wanted him to understand that love is like a mirror, and it will disappear with a poke. Only the sword in his hand is the real support. But since he already understands, then forget it." The man in black sighed, "As for the book Love that child, it's time to grow up. Qiuye doesn't care, let me take care of it for him."
The next day, Xia Houlin got up early. Going up to the river and looking up, there are windows on one side, window lattices with back characters, window screens like bean curd skin, and paper-cuts like shadow puppetry. Shuqing's room was still dark. I had a good time last night, but today I'm afraid I won't be able to get up until the sun rises.
After walking out for a while with his hands behind his back, the Qinhuai River in the early morning was cold and clear, the fireworks were dissipated, and it seemed that they had been washed, and the eyes were all clean and white with blue tiles and white walls. A familiar figure crouched down on the water-facing steps of Qu Lan, with two large wooden basins placed beside him, washing clothes hummingly. Xia Houlin walked over to take a look, and was actually disgusted. The basin was full of women's clothes, pale yellow robes, bright red silk trousers, and even the main waist and apron.
Xia Houlin: "..."
He was bored and let him do whatever he wanted. The women in the building liked to tease him, and often made him a coolie, as if wearing his laundry could turn him into a fairy. When Chian agreed to work, the women gave him handkerchiefs and silk scarves, and some put candy in his mouth. Every time Xiahou Lin came back, he could always see Chi Yan with a woman's silk handkerchief tied around his neck, holding a large wooden basin and washing clothes by the river.
That's how he is. If he is asked to wash his clothes, he will wash it, and if he is asked to kill, he will also kill.
A black-clothed corpse floated on the river, and its face was so swollen that it couldn't be seen. It was only then that Xia Houlin discovered that there were several corpse boats on the river. The boat that had fought last night was moored on the far bank, waiting for craftsmen to repair it.
I don't know who was assassinated last night, it seems that it was a miss.
Chiyan waded down in the water and pulled the dead body up. The dead body was soaked in the water so badly, Xiahou Lin took a hand, grabbed the corpse's shoulders, and lifted him ashore with Chiyan.
"It's Jialan Anzhu, I've seen him," Chi Yan said, "I bought crab yellow buns from his stall a few days ago."
Chi Yan took out a pink purse from his belt, took out a pine nut candy from it, and put it in the palm of the dark pile.
At a glance, he knew that it was given to him by the woman in the building.
"Do you want it?" Chi Yan asked.
Xia Houlin shook his head, "You can eat it yourself."
He was tired of putting away his purse and continued to wash clothes.
Xia Houlin saw another dead body being picked up from the center of the river, and said to Chi Yan, "Don't tell them that people died in the river."
He raised his head in disgust.
"Don't say it." Xia Houlin said.
Chichi made an "oh" sound, and buried his head in wringing the water out of his clothes and putting it into the dry wooden basin.
"I heard that the old man called you back to the mountain."
Chi Yan nodded and said, "The abbot asked me to go to Oara to kill a leader." His face was expressionless, as if Guanshan Wanli and Jinshaquan were no different to him.
"Tired," Xia Houlin said, "don't you have anything you want to do?"
Chi Yan was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes." He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes like butterfly wings, fluttering gently, "What Xiaolin and the abbot want to do is what I want to do."
Now it was Xiahou's turn to be stunned, "What about yourself? I mean yourself."
"We have the same face, the same blood, and the same heart, you are another me in this world." Chi Yan whispered, "So what you want to do is what I want to do, this is what I want to do myself. need."
"What about the abbot?"
"The abbot is very kind to me, like a master, like a father." Chiyan said it naturally, Xia Houlin was a little angry, the old guy obviously only regarded Chiyan as a knife, but Chiyan didn't notice it at all.
Xia Houlin suppressed his anger and said, "How did he treat you well?"
Chi Yan turned his head and looked at the blue-tiled and white walls of the river house, as well as the awning boat on the river.
"Xiao Lian, you hate Galan and killing people, but I don't hate it. In fact, there is no difference between the mountain and the mountain. Everyone only has a little something, a bag of pine nuts, a few bags of silver, and maybe a yard, everyone. We have very little. But everyone wants to take other people's things, business people want other people's money, officials want other people's rights, we want other people's lives. Everyone is the same, why should you hate it?"
"It's different..."
"Liu Guizang wants Garuda's life, and you want Liu Guizang's life. There is no difference." Chi Yan took Xiahou Lin's hand, "But the abbot taught me to practice swords and gave me kites, so I like him. You are Xiaolin, I knew at first sight that you are another me, the opposite of me.
"I like you, Xiaolin."
Chi Yan's eyes were big and dark, and Xia Houlin saw the lingering sky, clouds and shadows, as well as himself.
There was bitterness in his mouth, like eating an astringent walnut. He lowered his head and held his hand back, "I see. I like you too, Chian."
"Hey, my mother, my brotherhood is so deep, I'm about to cry!" Tang Shiqi's mean voice came from behind, Xia Houlin broke a branch and knocked it with his backhand.
Tang Shiqi giggled and jumped aside. Shuqing ran over from the other side, looking like a spring breeze.
"Yo? Can't afford to get up?" Tang Shiqi hugged Shu Qing's shoulders, "Xiusai, how did you feel on the first night, do you want to die?"
Shu Qing's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Fuck you." Xia Houlin dragged Shuqing over, took out a stack of silver notes from his arms and put it in Shuqing's hand, "Master is not around, and Brother Shi is your elder. It's not good for a man to have no family background. You keep the silver note. The bustard said that the girl doesn't know our details, so tell her slowly, don't say you are from Galan, just say you are a murderer, if she is willing to follow you, you will People bring back Jialan to live a good life. Brother Shi will bring someone to build a house for you next to Master's house, and it is convenient for you and your husband to live there."
Shu Qing took the bank note, her eyes reddened.
"It's not easy to be a girl, treat others well, you know?" Xia Houlin patted him on the shoulder, "If you don't want to be with you, that's all, give her these silver notes, don't fool around."
Shu Qing nodded sullenly.
"Hey, boss, if I got married, would I also have so many silver notes?" Tang Shiqi looked at the silver notes in Shuqing's hand.
"You will have a big ear scratching." Xia Houlin said, taking a few steps with his hands behind his back, "Okay, I'm leaving with Seventeen, you stay safe and don't cause trouble."
"Senior brother, I'm going to Liuzhou too!" Shu Qing pulled him, "Liu Shao'er was originally your daughter-in-law. I robbed her, and I have to apologize to you."
Xia Houlin was speechless and said, "What's the matter? I'll pay your uncle, stay here, or go back to Jialan."
"No, I have to go with you. If you don't let me go to the battlefield with you, I can meet you with Brother Seventeen." Shu Qing turned her head and asked Chi Yan, "Brother Chi Yan, are you not going?"
Shihan shook his head, "I want to go back to Galan."
Originally, if Chi Yan went together, the odds of winning would be much better, but Shi Qing knew that Xiahou Lin had to kill Liu Guizang with his own hands, so he didn't say anything, just stuck his neck and said that he must be Xiahou Lin's sheath.
The book love has been entangled in Xia Houlin, he followed Xia Houlin wherever he went, and Xia Houlin was so entangled by him that he relented and agreed. Before leaving, I said goodbye at Tongji Gate, and the book and Liu Shao'er were intertwined with each other, which was quite a long pavilion.
In the spring, the willows sprouted and stretched along the bank of the moat to the invisible end, like a green curtain. The peddlers of the dealers walked shoulder to shoulder, and occasionally there were officials who came into the city in a blue-veiled cart. Xia Houlin and Tang Shiqi squatted on the shore, waiting for a book to say goodbye.
"It's true what you said, why isn't anyone here to fold a willow for the two of us to say goodbye?" Tang Shiqi took a gold-sprinkled fan in his hand and fanned it desperately, "Don't think about it, maybe this time Once you leave, you can't come back."
Xia Houlin ignored him and looked down at his and his own reflections in the river. One of them was shy and the other was expressionless, like two lost dogs.
"I am also known as 'Ba Shu Shen Jue' anyway, why is no one here to see me off?" Tang Shiqi complained.
"Ba Shu Shen Jue? What is it?" Xia Houlin asked.
"You don't know? I heard that the Admiral of the East Factory is beautiful, and some people say that he was promoted by Weide because of his good looks. How can I have such a good future?" Tang Shiqi shook his head, "At the same age, I, Tang Shiqi, can't compare to a castration, I'm really annoyed!"
"You uncle, you are a scum of the Tang clan, shut up!" Xiahou Rin pressed his head, "Just like your cowardly appearance, you still want to compare yourself with Shen Jue!"
"Speaking of Shen Jue, you really have to be careful." Tang Shiqi threw a stone into the water, and the stone smashed the water, causing ripples to appear, "I heard that all of your dark piles in the capital were tossed by him. It's cleaned up, I've been caught in the East Factory, but not a single one has come out. Recently, I've been searching for Garan assassins everywhere. Didn't one unlucky guy get his way a few days ago?"
Tang Shiqi was right. Recently, Jialan suffered a big disaster. Dongchang Fanzi hunted down the dark piles and assassins everywhere, and he was sent to the Dongchang prison. I heard that the place went in vertically and came out horizontally, but none of their Jialan people even came out horizontally. But this is also impossible. Jia Lan is a chaotic party in the rivers and lakes. He has also killed many people in Dongchang. Who can they arrest if Dongchang can't catch them
Xia Houlin sighed, after so many years, I don't know if Shen Jue still remembers him, if he is caught accidentally, can he plead with Shen Jue and let him out.
Just as he was talking, two prison cars drove out of the city gate, and they were full of ragged prisoners, all skinny and dejected. It was not officers and soldiers who escorted the prisoner, but the disciples of Jingdao Villa.
Xia Houlin stood up, his eyes turning gloomy and cold inch by inch.
Tang Shiqi shuddered. He was the one who stayed in the prison van. The people at Jingdao Villa liked to make fun of prisoners. When there was no one around in the wilderness, they would tie prisoners behind horses and drag them to run. .
"Boss, calm down, don't be impulsive." Tang Shiqi grabbed Xia Houlin's sleeve, "You said that this government does not care about Guan Liu Guizang, let him lynch."
"He has someone in the government, and he arrests all people like us. He has no household registration and has a lot of criminal records. The government also thanked him."
More and more people gathered around to watch, and some pointed.
"Have you heard that the owner of Villa Liu in Jingdao Villa has been cuckolded again!" Someone whispered.
"I know! The direct wife he was married to, actually had an affair with the guards, and none of his three direct sons were biological!" Someone responded, "I heard that the woman was killed by Shentang and her son was being hunted down. Let people know, it was spread out without knowing why, and now it has spread all over the world!"
"He can't escape the name of the turtle bastard. I think it's just that the name is not good, why do you use the word 'gui'!"
Tang Shiqi leaned over his head to ask, and came back with a smile, "What a tortoise bastard, what kind of justice does he preside over his reputation? If he can't keep talking from above, everyone below laughs at him as a green tortoise! In my opinion. , shrinking your neck and being a man is serious."
Xia Houlin didn't say a word, he just looked down at his palm, which was wrapped with a thin thread.
Liu Guizang.
He muttered the name silently, gritted his teeth.