For a Prosperous World

In the streets in the middle of the night, it ’s better not to talk about it, except for people who fight more.

There are only a few people who will still walk on the street after the curfew. One is a householder, the other is a Liangliang, and the other is an official family. There is nothing to worry about these people.

Of course, it is not easy to meet so many people on the street at night, usually there are no talents.

The horseshoes rang softly in the quiet streets, and occasionally there was a heavy grunt of horses. Gu Nan rode on his horse and untied a pot of sake from his waist.

She opened the lid, took the jug to her mouth, and she was not just used to bringing a jug of wine on her body.

I occasionally took a sip of one or two sips, but I didn't know whether it was depression or deep depression.

Wu Qinggan's wine was poured into the mouth with the moonlight shining in the wine room, and the wine was full of gas. Gu Nan put down the jug, but it was a little warm on a cool night.

In front of the right door of Wu Anjun Mansion, two people with buckets were sitting there, both holding a sword and a bronze sword in their arms.

One of them was sitting on the ground, and one was on the side.

"Uncle, who are we waiting for here?"

The man standing aside stood young.

His eyes were watching the streets at night. They have been waiting here for a day. There is still no one in this house. Look at this. If there is no one, the uncle next to him will not leave.

He who sat on the ground held the sword in his arms, lowered his head, and pressed the bucket cymbal above his head, and then replied halfway.

声音 That voice is deep, and it sounds like he's not too young.

"Wait for an old man."

"Old man?"

The young man on the sidelines stared, and over the years, he has seen many old people with his uncle. Some will kill them, some will save them. I don't know what will happen this time.

The young man raised his eyebrows with relief, and asked lightly.

"Will that person come?"

"I do not know."

The man called the uncle by the young man sat there and replied lightly, sitting cross-legged in that corner.

如果 "If." The young man reluctantly shook his head and said, "Why is your old friend not coming, when shall we leave?"

"If she doesn't come, wait another day here and we will leave."

The man sitting there gave time, took out a dry food from his arms and gave it to the young man.

"Are you hungry?"

别 "Don't let me stay here with you for two days. How can a piece of dry food be enough? Then you will ask me to eat roast pork."

The young man waved his hand and sat next to the uncle with his buttocks, and seemed to be waiting with him.

"Ha ha." Uncle smiled: "Okay, please eat it then."

The two sat silently waiting in front of the house until a sound of horseshoes came.

The two looked in the direction of the sound of the horseshoe. They were on a black horse.

The man was still wearing that filial robe.

The uncle sitting there ticked the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Gu Nan also saw the two people waiting in front of his door, put down the jug in his hand, and drove forward the black horse slowly.

She didn't speak, just looked at the two people quietly.

Until one of them picked the bucket 笠.

"Sister."

Gu Nan smiled. It was like looking at a friend who was old, and turned over immediately: "Xiao Nie."

The young man was standing still. He had never heard of an uncle and a sister.

He looked at the person in front of him, wearing a white robe, a white filial pie, rather oddly.

The sound of crickets should be mixed with internal interest, and cannot be heard by men, women, young and old, but it is a very vague and unrememberable voice.

However, I do not know why, he has some familiarity with the people in front of him.

Gai Nie has taken off the Douyi, revealing his face, and the streets at night are not clear, but he can still see his white hair, and the time marks on that face.

He took the bucket in his hand and looked at the old man in front of him. A rare smile appeared on his face, but the smile was a little bit more absurd than in his memory. on.

"Sister, I remember you, it seems that you never drink."

"Really?" Gu Nan held the jug in his hand, tossed it, and said with a smile: "I don't know when I will start drinking again."

I didn't talk about the contents of this pot again, she looked at another person beside Gai Nie: "Is he?"

The young man took off the dipper on his head and showed a hearty face, and Gu Nan seemed to remember who he was.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the half-green pendant hanging on his neck.

好像 She seems to know the identity of the person in front of her: "He was ..."

"Yes." Gai Nie interrupted her answer, as if she did not want Gu Nan to say something.

"How can you promise him."

The young man listened to Gu Nan and asked Gu Nie a little bit.

Gai Nie simply smiled and said, "Sister Shi told us that, husband, you must do what you say."

"Oh." Gu Nan smiled and tied the flask back to his waist: "This is your business, I don't care."

The young man stood aside and scratched his hair. He didn't understand what the two were talking about, and he didn't know what happened to the two.

该 He should say hello, but he doesn't know what to do to the person in front of him.

He called Uncle Gai Nie ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This person is the uncle's sister, and it seems that he has an idea.

I looked at the person in front of me and smiled.

"Dasao is good."

There was some quietness in the scene.

Gai Nie's eyebrows jumped, as if there was some weakness and distress, the boy was really not very smart.

The black horse on the side snorted, which should be unintentional, but in this case, it has played the general purpose of the crow in the general scene.

Gu Nan was silent for a while, and gave a smile: "You can call me Master."

After speaking, he looked to Guyne: "What's his name?"

Gai Nie opened the topic together with interest: "He's called Tianming."

"Tianming." Read the name again: "It's a good name."

Gu Nan didn't know whether it was intentionally or unintentionally left under the dark night.

Do you mean Tianming Ming?

She took the reins of the black horse and walked towards the door: "Come in, drink tea, or drink?"

"Drink tea."

"Drink."

Gai Nie and Tian Ming gave two different answers.

Tong Tianming's action was rigid, while Gai Nie looked at Tianming and said lightly, "You can't drink yet."

In the small courtyard was a fallen leaf.

The old trees in the jain courtyard have not grown new branches and leaves for a few years, and have not fallen leaves for a long time. After so many years, it should be dead.

There were three people sitting beside the desk case, and Gu Nan was sitting opposite Gai Nie and Tian Ming.

Two glasses of warm water were placed on the case.