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Chapter 257 Farewell

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky~"

"The evening breeze blows the willow flute and the sound of the willow flute fades, and the sun sets outside the mountains~"

On a sunny morning, Lao Shen sang a little tune to say goodbye to several good friends.

Although they only spent twenty or thirty days together, they had already become sworn friends. Lao Shen was a ginseng spirit. In the past, except for Shen Caiwei, he didn't care about anyone or anything, until fate let him Befriended Zhao Sanyuan and several others.

There were many bumps and valleys along the way, but he felt the kindness of saving lives and rebuilding lives, and the generosity of donating money. He respected it from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, with the relationship between Zhao Sanyuan and the Zhang family, the safety of the drug store will not be a problem in the future. Even if someone with evil intentions secretly comes to mess up the idea, you will have to think carefully about this relationship.

"Old Shen, what are you singing? It's so good. I've never heard such a good song. The music is good and the lyrics are even better."

On the Yinding Bridge, Zhao Sanyuan rarely expressed his appreciation. Apart from being interested in helping soldiers fight, he was not interested in all kinds of tunes. This shows that he really likes the songs sung by Lao Shen.

Old Shen hugged Shen Caiwei and smiled proudly, "I don't know. Yesterday, a guest from Jiangsu and Zhejiang sang it. It's simple and profound. You can get it after listening to it a few times. Do you feel that it's so special that you're about to burst into tears?"

"Go, go, let's say goodbye, it's not the end of the world, why are you shedding tears? It's not like I won't come back, you work hard in the imperial capital, if one day the hometown of the brothers is taken away by the little devils, then I can find a place to stay if I come to you."

Zhao Sanyuan said these words very seriously.

It is said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, but it is the same as a human being.

Spending most of the savings to help Lao Shen buy a family business is not only because of friendship, but also to leave a way out.

The world is tough, and when necessary, Lao Shen in the imperial capital is an excellent haven.

Lao Shen looked at Zhao Sanyuan solemnly, especially seriously.

"If something happens to you, I will do my best to help you."

The sudden touch caught Zhao Sanyuan off guard.

Logically speaking, if one is a living person and the other is a spirit, it is almost impossible to form a deep friendship.

But again, it’s wonderful. Only God knows what things will happen to you in the future and who you will be handed over to.

Zhao Sanyuan smiled and patted Lao Shen on the shoulder, "Don't be so serious. What can you do to help? Raise Caiwei until she is fat and healthy, and get married. Then you and Jiang Yang can live a solid life."

"You can't say that. I'm a good person. If one of you is half dead one day, you can come to me."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Lao Liu yelled, "What's the point of living and dying? If we are careful, what could happen to the Ten Thousand Years Ship? Lao Shen, you'd better take care of the parts on your body. You don't need to chop these pieces." Then, we will definitely be fine."

Lao Liu knew very well that either Lao Shen would not be needed, and as long as he could be used, he would definitely be half-stepped into the gate of hell, and death would not be far away.

Shen Caiwei, who was in Lao Shen's arms, handed the candied haws of sugarcane that she almost never left her hand to Zhao Sanyuan, the meaning was self-evident.

"Oh, what a good girl. I have been obsessed with this unruly ginseng spirit for seven lifetimes. Jiang Yang, please follow my example and find your wife to be reincarnated together after you die. Oh, by the way, if there is a chance in eight years, brother, how can I I'll help you take care of your funeral affairs, and they'll definitely do it beautifully."

Comrade Xiao Zhao is still not easy to say nice things to. Now that we are about to say goodbye, I don’t know that the next time we meet will be in the Year of the Monkey, but his words are still smelly and harsh.

But how could Jiang Yang pick on him? Smiling and nodding, he held Zhao Sanyuan's hand and said, "Old Shen and I have the same idea. We will help you until the end. No more pretentious words. Please take care of yourself on the long road ahead."

"Eh? Why didn't you see that girl Hao Hao?" Lu Xiucai looked around in confusion, thinking that they were about to say goodbye, so it stands to reason that they should come and see her off, right?

Lao Kang elbowed Lu Xiucai and winked.

Which pot won't open and you pick it up?

I heard that the girl Hao Hao cried all night last night. She must be reluctant to say goodbye, so it is better not to send her away. She is afraid of making everyone unhappy by crying.

Zhao Sanyuan sighed silently.

It's not a stone, how can you not feel Ding Haohao's thoughts?

Naihe didn't have this idea at all in his mind. It wasn't that he disliked others. He was just a jerk. What right did he have to look down on true feelings?

Coupled with what I have seen and heard since entering the customs, I am really frightened by the word "love". I had no idea at first, and now I am even more afraid.

She just hopes that she can live up to her name and live the good life she wants.

"Hey! That stinky girl rubs sugar residue on me again!"

Zhao Sanyuan roared with hatred, his teeth itching, and tried to snatch Shen Caiwei from Lao Shen's arms to educate her.

However, Shen Caiwei was not afraid of him at all. She smiled as innocently as a white flower, and her eyes were as clear as the blue sea and sky. This made Zhao Sanyuan very shameless and could only say angrily: "I have been raised by the incompatible ginseng essence for several lifetimes and I have become an essence." I’ll take care of you when you grow up.”

Everyone laughed.

Only Mr. Mo and the naughty kid can cure him.

Not far after crossing Yinding Bridge, the waiter from Luanming Pavilion whose name I still don’t know has been waiting for him for a long time.

He personally brought the donkey cart that his brothers had stored in the kiln because Zhao Sanyuan refused the other party's offer of a car. He was nostalgic and didn't want to be too ostentatious, so the donkey cart went smoothly. Besides, Zhao Sanyuan never forgot how old this stubborn donkey was. He deserves a beating and needs to be trained and trained.

"Gentlemen, I have prepared some food and fruits in the car. They are all worthless things. I hope you will accept them."

Lu Xiucai saw that he had dressed up several levels and joked: "Why do you call him uncle after he has been completely straightened up? Stop shivering."

The waiter waved his hands again and again, "I'm joking, I'm just taking the position of Sister Ling before. I'm going to welcome the smiling lady to see you. If I don't meet a few gentlemen, how can I be a blessing in disguise?"

Lao Liu was not polite. He took advantage of what he had to take advantage of. He stepped forward and took the reins and said, "You are more conscientious than others, but the world is like this, and we are not satisfied with empty words about benevolence, justice and morality. I only hope that you will be better in the future." It’s not easy to be kind to those girls. I’ve pointed a gun at you before, so don’t take it to heart. Let’s forget about grudges when we meet. Besides, there is no deep hatred between you and me.”

"It's almost time. We have to go to the West Moat to pick up the old man. If we keep him waiting for a long time, he will slap me in the face and leave." Zhao Sanyuan got into the driver's seat skillfully, and the other three brothers also got on the truck. He turned around and waved to Jiang Yang and others.

Farewell to the fragrance of tangerines and pomelo in the Jianglou, the river breeze brings the rain into the cool boat.

No matter how happy the banquet is, it will eventually disperse, and no matter how exciting the drama will be, it will eventually come to an end.

How many attachments turn into sighs?

How many past events have become smoke and mirrors?

How much tenderness can’t be expressed?

There is only the road under your feet, which always exists and spreads forward endlessly. Meeting three or two close friends during this period is a great blessing in life.

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky~"

"The evening breeze blows the willow flute and the sound of the willow flute fades, and the sun sets outside the mountains~"

Looking at his retreating figure, Lao Shen sang again to say goodbye to his precious friends.

Shen Caiwei and Jiang Yang in their arms also hummed along, saying goodbye and seeing each other again for who knows how long. I hope everything is well for my friends.

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends~"

"A ladle of turbid wine will extinguish all the joy, don't sleep in the cold tonight~"

The water under the Yinding Bridge is sparkling and golden.

The bridge is lined with willows, green and green, with an ancient charm.

When passers-by see Lao Shen humming songs to bid farewell to their friends, they will smile and envy the sincere friendship.

Under the willow tree, Ding Hao looked at the back of the donkey cart and murmured every word, not knowing what he was saying.

The temperature at the beginning of spring is very comfortable, neither too cold nor too hot, and a breeze is particularly refreshing. When the sun was rising, Zhao Sanyuan drove the donkey cart to the agreed place by the west moat.

There are many old people walking by the river, pushing hands and doing Tai Chi, or playing chess in groups, which is very relaxing.

The brothers saw Mo Wenshan from a distance. He was playing chess with an old man with a red face and thick neck. Judging from his expression, he knew he was a bad chess player.

The melon-eaters gathered around in three circles. They all heard that there was a blind man who could play chess, and they were curious to watch the fun.

"General."

"Vaulting horse."

"General again."

"Sergeant."

"Checkmate."

"Slow down with one hand and slow down with the other."

"Still slowing down? You've already played seventy or eighty moves in a game of chess, right? I haven't finished a game of chess since 7:30 in the morning, okay? I'll count you as the winner, okay?"

"What do you mean by calculating? I'm just too old to pay attention. If I slow down one hand and then another, it won't be over until the sun goes down - hey! Don't pretend to be dead, you old boy!"

I saw the old man opposite me rolling his eyes and fainting. The people watching the excitement rushed up to help, pinching and slapping the people in the mouth.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhao Sanyuan quickly squeezed into the crowd and pulled the master away.

I can't afford to lose this person.

Who can play chess seventy or eighty moves slowly?

You have to be exhausted if you don't want to be angry to death.

"Master, we don't have the same experience as him. I'll make a chess set later and let Lao Kang and the others take turns playing with you. We'd better leave quickly."

Mo Wenshan didn't insist anymore, but he was still aggrieved and muttered: "It shouldn't be? My chess skills are really not low. I'm crazy today. I can't beat that old boy no matter what."

Little did they know that the angry old man was really no ordinary person.

The imperial capital city has hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are a lot of experts of all kinds. The old man is an expert, a famous contemporary chess master, nicknamed Mr. Xiang. Because he rarely encounters opponents and his reputation is too high, few dare to come to ask for advice on weekdays. They were discussing with each other. They couldn't hold it in any more at home, so they disguised themselves and played chess with ordinary people. Who would have thought that they would meet Mo Wenshan, the Wolf Mie, on the first day.

Fortunately, Zhao Sanyuan arrived in time, otherwise the chess master who has been famous for many years would have been easily angered to death. Anyway, he would rather hold it in at home every day than go out to play. It would be really fatal.

"You guys, you haven't caused any trouble these days, have you?"

After getting on the donkey cart, Mo Wenshan stuffed cigarette leaves into the old smoker, seemingly asking questions in an ordinary way, but Zhao Sanyuan was full of alertness and continued to drive the donkey cart with tense muscles.

Lao Kang smiled cutely and said, "Look at what you said, Master, we are good."

Mo Wenshan smiled half-heartedly, "Really? The haunting incident in the brothel that has been going viral in the city these past two days has nothing to do with you?"

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The brothers all buried their heads deep in their collars like ostriches.

I thought that I really couldn't hide it.

Lao Liu didn't dare to beep, the scholar didn't dare to beep, and Zhao Sanyuan was even less afraid. Only Lao Kang had the courage to answer, "A little bit, but don't worry, master, we will never bully others, it's just a matter of urgency." Got caught up."

Mo Wenshan Youzai puffed away at his old smoking gun, "There is a cause and an effect, a beginning and an end. The imperial capital city is so big, but you choose to sleep in the Bada Hutong. It's okay to sleep in the Bada Hutong, but you choose to sleep in the Golden Grotto. , if you don’t pretend to be a wolf with a big tail, how can you get into trouble? That’s all, don’t wave at forty at thirty, fifty is on the crest of the wave, the wave after sixty pushes the wave ahead, and you still want to wave at seventy, you have it in your pocket The money is burning, but you don’t dare to go in even if your pocket is cleaner than your face.”

"Yes, yes, that's what you always taught me."

Lao Kang tried his best to help Zhao Sanyuan attract firepower and apologized. After all, it was quite naughty to cause such a big incident just after the master left for a few days.

Fortunately, no major trouble occurred, and the cooperation was very skillful after the incident, so you can just walk away without worries.

"Don't think I don't know who made the high profile, right?" Mo Wenshan tapped Zhao Sanyuan on the back with his pipe.

Zhao Sanyuan turned his head mechanically and smiled stupidly: "Master, what you said is not high-profile? If it weren't for this blessing in disguise, it would be really difficult for Lao Shen to raise the money to open the store. Quan should be regarded as a good person and good deeds."

"You're quite proud, aren't you?" Mo Wenshan pretended to fight, Zhao Sanyuan habitually covered the back of his head, and the other brothers turned away, but the donkey looked back and grinned happily as if he had become a spirit.

But after waiting for a long time, Zhao Sanyuan didn't feel a headache, but was lightly knocked on the back of the head by something.

Looking back, I found two pairs of yellowed old scrolls tied together.

Zhao Sanyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He hugged his master and kissed him fiercely for several times, making his nose burst with joy.

"Master, it has to be you! This one came out of Baiyun Guanshun - oh -"

Mo Wenshan hit his young apprentice on the head with his pipe and said angrily: "I'm also from Longmen now, why should I go to Baiyun Temple? Why don't you hook your finger and the treasure doesn't come? This is your uncle. This is for you, hey, you are lucky, keep it."

Just when Zhao Sanyuan wanted to open it to see who it was, Mo Wenshan held his paw down.

"What are you looking at? You can still use this thing when I'm here? Ma Liushu is so good. If you can't afford food, you can exchange some money for it. After all, it's an old painting that's hundreds of years old, and it can be worth a lot. .”

It is unclear whether it was a gift from Daochang Chen. Anyway, the only one with a gift was Zhao Sanyuan, which shows Mo Wenshan's preference for his young apprentice. However, neither Lao Kang nor the others are jealous. As long as the old man does not beat Sanyuan, it will be fine. Otherwise, it will be another one. The chicken is flying and the dog is jumping.

"Uncle? Besides Changxingzi, are there other uncles?"

"That's right. I don't have many friends in the world, but he is one of them."

"What a good uncle in the world. If I had known earlier, I would have bought some Imperial Roast Ducks and sent them to him as a filial piety."

Mo Wenshan shook his head and chuckled: "You and that uncle who has never met you really peed into a pot. The abbot always breaks the rules secretly. His favorite food is roast duck. If you really secretly honor a few of them, he Definitely happy."

The brothers were frightened when they heard this, as if they had heard a terrible secret.

Forget it, Quan Dang didn't hear anything.

Zhao Sanyuan happily kicked two old scrolls into his arms and asked: "By the way, Master, where should we go next? There should be a direction if we are aimless, right?"

Hearing this, Mo Wenshan was silent for a moment. Lao Kang and Lao Liu keenly noticed the strangeness and guessed what must have happened when the old man went to Baiyun Temple.

"First go southwest to Shimen City and kill some people."

(End of this chapter)