The saying that there is heaven and there are Suzhou and Hangzhou is not groundless. When Ying Zheng came to Suzhou City before nightfall, he was immediately attracted by the sight in front of him. Although Xianyang is the capital of the State of Qin, there is a gap in the times. It must be less prosperous than Suzhou City in the Tang Dynasty.
While Ying Zheng lingered in the night market in Suzhou City, there was also a local bun from the countryside who was attracted by the prosperity of Suzhou. He was Li Xiaoyao, who was naturally jumpy. After he found an inn and booked a room, he didn't feel sleepy. He took Zhao Linger out to stroll around the famous night market.
Compared with what happened in the daytime, Li Xiaoyao felt much better tonight. Soon after he left the inn, a great drama of chivalry and justice was staged. Compared with the evil girl who took revenge for kindness in the daytime, he saved people much better tonight.
"Brother Jinyuan, don't hesitate to say that one day, my name Li Xiaoyao will be famous all over the world. As long as I look after you, no one will dare to bully you again." Li Xiaoyao said to the young people beside him with high spirits.
Compared with Li Xiaoyao's high spirited spirit, the young man around him is much calmer. With a gentle smile, he always looks at his new friend with some envy, admiring each other's martial arts and freedom.
He did not know how many people envied him when he envied others. He was the son of the minister of the dynasty and the top scholar today. He is an almost perfect incarnation: handsome, young, with a distinguished family background, knowledge, status, culture, taste, humor and generosity.
But he has his own regret. He has many things, but he doesn't have what he most hopes for: martial arts.
He doesn't want to be as chivalrous and righteous as Li Xiaoyao. His desire for martial arts is just to get closer to the people he likes, but it's hard to realize such a desire. Although he has the ability to remember everything, his martial arts talent is outrageously low.
When he received the girl he liked and was forced by his father to compete for a match, the always calm young man finally couldn't help running for thousands of miles from Chang'an to Suzhou, but after entering Suzhou City, he was made difficult by several hooligans, because he was so impatient that he didn't even bring guards.
It seems that because he didn't hear what he wanted to hear, Li Xiaoyao said to the silent youth beside him, "Hey, what do you mean by not talking? Don't you believe me?"
As a Li Xiaoyao who has not been able to get rid of the second stage of the middle stage, what he cannot bear most is the neglect of others.
"Of course, I believe in Brother Li." Liu Jinyuan, who had regained his composure, hurriedly replied, and then apologized slightly. "I just lost my composure and snubbed Brother Li."
"What are you thinking about with such a worried look? Is it spring yearning?" Li Xiaoyao said maliciously.
Liu Jinyuan's face changed slightly. Anyway, he was calm. When talking about this problem, he often couldn't treat each other calmly.
Liu Jinyuan's change of look could not escape Li Xiaoyao's eyes, which made Li Xiaoyao more excited. He hurriedly asked, "Tell me, what kind of woman can make you so worried about this talented person?"
"She's my cousin." Liu Jinyuan wanted to hide it, but he didn't want to cheat his friends.
"Hmm." Li Xiaoyao uttered a nasal sound of unexpected length. "It turns out that he was still a childhood sweetheart."
When Liu Jinyuan, who was still struggling to cheat his friends, heard the word childhood sweetheart, he suddenly said to himself, "Speaking of childhood sweethearts, you and Linger are really childhood sweethearts."
"Of course." Li Xiaoyao's mouth was about to smile, and he was a little embarrassed. "Is it really obvious?"
"What is obvious?" Liu Jinyuan did not respond for a while.
"A childhood sweetheart," Li Xiaoyao said eagerly. "Do I really feel like a childhood sweetheart with Linger?"
"Really, really obvious," Liu Jinyuan affirmed solemnly in Li Xiaoyao's expectant eyes.
"Linger, look, everyone else's eyes are bright." Li Xiaoyao turned around and smiled at Li Xiaoyao behind him.
"Ah, where is Linger?" When Li Xiaoyao looked back, he was shocked. Zhao Linger, who had been wearing a small tail behind him, disappeared. A cold sweat brush suddenly covered Li Xiaoyao's whole body. He had heard about the terrible city people when he was a child.
When Li Xiaoyao and Liu Jinyuan were talking, Zhao Linger followed them very nicely, without interrupting, but looked around casually, interested in various stalls, until he accidentally met a person.
It was a very familiar and strange person, familiar because she seemed to recognize the face, strange because she had never seen this person, who was a young man rushing past her in the afternoon in the woods outside the city.
Driven by curiosity, Zhao Linger, who was very curious about the specific identity of the young people, could not help but walk to the young people who were picking and choosing in front of a mask stall, pretending to want to buy masks, but instead of paying attention to the masks that covered the real stall, he secretly looked at the young people beside him.
Zhao Linger thinks that his actions are hidden, but he doesn't know that there is no concealment in front of Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng is also shocked by the girl nearby: What's the situation? Do you still have acquaintances in this world?
Although he met the girl once in the afternoon, he failed to make any impression in his memory.
"Do we know each other?" Ying Zheng asked, looking over his shoulder under the girl's peep. He was also curious. Can there be anyone who knows him in this world?
At this time, Zhao Linger was caught unprepared. He was also found peeping. He was embarrassed and said in a panic, "I don't know, but I always think you are familiar with him."
Ying Zheng was relieved. If anyone in the world could still know him, the information contained in it would be too much. "That may be your illusion." Ying Zheng buttoned the one he selected on his face, handed the boss a few coins and was about to leave.
Unfortunately, the sky didn't follow people's wishes. When Zhao Linger was talking to Ying Zheng, Li Xiaoyao found out that Zhao Linger was missing. Fortunately, Ying Zheng's position is not far from Li Xiaoyao's position. Li Xiaoyao's panic moment saw Zhao Linger in front of a mask stall, which was a sigh of relief. But the tone has not been completely sent down, he saw one of the two most annoying faces he saw today: the coyote in the afternoon woods.
The next moment Li Xiaoyao saw that the hateful man had taken the initiative to chat up Zhao Ling'er. How could he bear it? Just look at the evil girl. Anyway, he is not a good person. Now he has his idea on Ling'er. Li Xiaoyao only felt a surge of anger. He could no longer restrain himself. He bypassed the crowd and punched Ying Zheng who was about to leave.
"You are such a lecher, you even hit Linger with a bad idea. I will not beat you all over the place to find teeth today." Li Xiaoyao said angrily.
With Li Xiaoyao's anger, no matter what the whole street was just doing, everyone's eyes were focused on Ying Zheng. Gossip is human nature, but how can it be changed by a different world.
Li Xiaoyao only felt that his fist was absolutely super explosive, and it was no problem to open the mountain and crack the stone. However, he found that there was something harder than the stone in the world, such as the opponent's fist.
In the face of the fist that hit him, Ying Zheng threw a fist that was almost instinctive. The power of the fist had made Li Xiaoyao step back several times, only to feel that the whole hand was unconscious.
"Brother Xiaoyao, you misunderstood me." Zhao Linger hurriedly explained.
"Ling'er, you are still young, and you don't know that people are evil. This guy is definitely not a good guy. Don't be fooled by him." Li Xiaoyao hurriedly said, but he was really afraid that Zhao Ling'er would be fooled by the guy in front of him.
"But I think this young man should be a good man." Zhao Linger looked at Ying Zheng and felt that the people in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of kindness. Thinking of this, a faint blush could not help but appear on his young face.
It's over, it's over. Seeing Zhao Linger's expression, Li Xiaoyao felt that his heart had sunk to the bottom.
A few words can't express too much information, but the brains of people are enough to evolve many stories.
Only one passer-by A sighed, "Alas, how pathetic! How pathetic!" Then he sighed several times and looked at Li Xiaoyao sympathetically.
"Master, why are you so pathetic?" asked a young man who followed the passer-by.
"My dear disciple, today I will teach you a lesson. Did you see the three people in the field?" Lu Renmin said.
"I see." The boy answered honestly.
"What do you think of this young Xia who carries a sword?" asked passer-by A.
"You are extraordinary."
"And the girl?"
The boy looked at Zhao Linger and looked at her several times. Suddenly, he blushed and said, "Like a fairy in the sky."
"You are looking at the man with the mask."
The teenager looked at Ying Zheng from beginning to end and said: "Although I can't see the specific appearance, I think he is a rich young man by his body shape and clothes."
"That's why you said that young Xia is pitiful."
"Why?" The boy asked.
"You are so stupid." Passerby A was a little angry. "A Jianghu young Xia loved a woman, but this woman loved another rich young man. Isn't this a sad story?"
"Are you sad?" The young man scratched his head, looked at Zhao Linger and Ying Zheng again, and said with a look of longing, "How can I feel that?"
In response to the teenager, a melon seed with a head said, "Stupid disciple, your sense of substitution has led you in the wrong direction."
At the same time, all the people around gave a chorus of "forehead", showing the original look.
