Dong Min sat on the bow and played the flute for three nights, doing nothing.A year ago, he also played the flute for three consecutive nights on this boat, which won the heart of Aunt Chen, a geisha.He vaguely remembered the illusory state of mind in which the sound of the flute rubbed against the waves of the Qinhuai River and the willow shadows floated away.At this moment, Aunt Chen was lying in the cabin enduring the pain and excitement before giving birth, and the two adopted daughters used fans on both sides to drive away the heat and the slight smoke after burning spices.Only the big-footed single mother was busy in and out, using seven or eight feet of red silk and one hundred and twenty red candles to make the whole boat extraordinarily dazzling.

It was nearly midnight, and the midwife arrived in a bridal sedan chair.This midwife is famous far and wide, and I don't know how many grandchildren and poor people have given birth to.As soon as she stepped off the sedan chair, she heard a baby crying from the cabin, and in a panic, she held a pair of scissors and yelled "quick" and squeezed into the cabin.The red silk made a faint sound of being torn.Dong Min's flute also stopped abruptly at this moment.Like all new fathers, he was anxious to know if it was a boy or a girl.It turned out to be a girl. He stared at the small bowl of wine in his hand and said:

"Let's call it Xiao Wan." Dong Xiaowan came to the world like this.A flirtatious seed whose name revitalizes Qinhuai flew down like this, and landed in the family of this geisha family. That night, Mrs. Chen's boat turned red like it was on fire, which alarmed many tourists from far and near.The reeds and haystacks beside the boat were also dyed dark red.At that time, a monk named Jia Mi had just come down from the restaurant. He saw the red boat with his drunken eyes, and thought it was on fire, so he ran along the river dancing with a Zen stick, shouting: "It's on fire, it's on fire." When he got close, he slapped the midwife's bearer twice before he woke up. He spit on the ground, took off a broken shoe and threw it towards the bow of the boat. The broken shoe plunged into the water like a frog.The big-footed single mother was pouring a basin of blood at the bow of the boat. She heard Monk Jiami say, "This is the world of mortals, this is the world of mortals, that's all, that's all!" Distant pink back.

Leaving the official road in a sedan chair, turn left, and walk along a flower path towards the reddish-brown hills.This road is smarter than a snake, passing through the grass for a while, and over a few stubborn rocks for a while.A few bearers who were tired of walking also found it interesting, and swear less than usual.Aunt Chen, who had just confinement, was sitting in the sedan chair with her daughter in her arms. The sun jumped in from between the curtains, shining in front of her eyes, and a trace of sleepiness crept onto her brows. Her trip was to visit a hermit named Su Kunsheng.Su Kunsheng played the qin very well. He was originally a famous prodigal son on the Qinhuai River.When he was in his forties, he suddenly got tired of the romantic affairs, married a sixteen-year-old woman from a good family, and lived in seclusion in his own garden.Aunt Chen and Su Kunsheng have always been in love.She felt that the daughter in her arms should be Su Kunsheng's own flesh and blood, and had nothing to do with Dong Min.This is a secret in her heart, and she is eager to share it with Su Kunsheng.

In the hazy sleep, Aunt Chen was licked by a small tongue, her face was numb, and she woke up suddenly.But he saw that the daughter in his arms was laughing mischievously with her eyes open, her tongue dangling from the corner of her mouth, and some rouge was still on her lips.Quickly took out a light bronze mirror from the package, seeing the makeup on her face, she couldn't help trembling, the rouge on her face had already been half-licked by her daughter in her sleep. At this time, the lead bearer bent his thick knuckles, knocked on the window of the car in a gentle manner, and said softly: "Ma'am, Yanyuezhuang is almost here." Aunt Chen lifted the curtain and ordered: "Go slowly. "When the bearer saw her face, his heart skipped a beat: This Mrs. Chen is much more beautiful than usual.In fact, women with secrets are always more coquettish and treacherous.Taking advantage of this short journey, Aunt Chen redressed herself and put on some powder.When Dong Xiaowan learned to walk, the most skillful and amusing action she did was powdering her face.At this moment, she is opening her clear eyes wide, watching her mother dress herself up.

When Aunt Chen walked into Yanyuezhuang with her daughter in her arms, Su Kunsheng's wife, Mrs. Su, was squatting on the window sill with window paper. She looked out of the window from time to time, as if listening to some sounds outside.It was a quiet noon, through the open door, she saw behind Aunt Chen, the mottled sunlight sifted through the bamboo leaves was shining like silver coins on the narrow water surface of the creek in front of the door, and a few chickens were sitting in the sunlight. Down for food. "Ma'am, what brought you here." With a bowl of rice milk in her hand, she turned around carefully from the window sill, first stretched out one leg to step on the stool, and then jumped to the ground with her whole body.At this time, Su Kunsheng rushed into the living room from the backyard, stretched his arms to hug the daughter in Aunt Chen's arms, and shouted: "Let me see this precious daughter." Daughter.While washing her hands in the washbasin, Mrs. Su felt that Mrs. Chen was a bit strange, she was a half-aged lady, and a little shy. Such pitiful prostitutes, Mrs. Su couldn't help being proud of her life experience.

Su Kunsheng held Xiaowan in his arms and looked at it carefully. Looking at the baby's pink face, he knew that it must be a beautiful embryo.Aunt Chen was happy to see him, and hurriedly said: "Dong Min is just worthless, and I don't even bother to ask him to give him a decent name, so I have to trouble Mr. Su to give the little girl a decent name." "It's easy to say, easy to say, this is easy." Su Kunsheng looked at Dong Xiaowan, and the more he looked at it, the more cute he felt.Suddenly he frowned and sighed.Mrs. Su was serving tea to Aunt Chen, and said in amazement: "It's so good, why are you sighing? You are going to die, what's wrong with the blue sky?"

"Alas, you are so beautiful." Su Kunsheng shook his head at Aunt Chen, as if he wanted to throw away the thought in his head, but the thought stubbornly rushed to his tongue, so he had to open his mouth to spit it out: "This A girl from a brothel, even if she is innocent all her life, others will treat her as a prostitute!" When Aunt Chen heard what he said, her heart trembled, and she immediately became depressed.Her depressed mood immediately infected the surrounding environment, and the room was darker than before. The chickens outside the door were squatting in the shadows and looking around anxiously, as if some unpredictable fate was covering them in a net.The only sound in the room was the sound of Mrs. Chen drinking tea.

Su quickly said jokingly: "What's wrong with being a prostitute? Old guy, when you die, I will become a prostitute too." Su Kunsheng handed Xiao Wan over to Mrs. Su, and sat down in the chair, silently turning a teacup on the table, without speaking for a long time.One hand twisted and twisted the short beard. Aunt Chen almost shed tears beside her. Su Kunsheng sighed, and said: "The most rare thing for a romantic woman is the word innocence. I think her name is Huang Bai? Aunt Chen nodded and said, "Very good."It is better to choose a green character. Su Kunsheng flipped through the thread-bound ancient books on his desk, and said to himself: "I think the surname is Dong, the name is Bai, and the character is Qinglian. The lotus means that it comes out of the mud without being stained."

how? " Su clapped her hands and said, "That's great." Seeing Mrs. Chen, Su Kunsheng was also a little happy, and as soon as the matter was settled, he took a teacup and took a sip. The same teacup, when Su Kunsheng took a sip from it and put it back on the table, Dong Xiaowan standing in front of him was over eight years old.Dong Xiaowan can read and write at the age of three, and is even more talented in musical instruments. At the age of four, she learned to play her father's bamboo flute.One night, Su Kunsheng was making out with Mrs. Chen in the cabin of the painting boat when he suddenly heard someone playing the flute at the bow of the boat.The sound of the flute blends with the moonlight on the Qinhuai River like fog.Melodious and soft.Su Kunsheng thought that Dong Min's flute skills were advanced, and when he opened the window, he was amazed that it was a four-year-old girl sitting on the bow of the boat, puffing out her cheeks and playing mesmerizingly.Then she blurted out praise: "A really amazing woman." So, Dong Xiaowan went to live in Yanyue Village and learned piano from Su Kunsheng for four years.

On this day, Su Kunsheng called Xiaowan to her, and beside her stood Su Kunsheng's seven-year-old son Su Tong, who was also her junior brother.Su Kunsheng felt happy from the bottom of his heart when he saw the pair of apprentices who were like brothers and sisters.Entrusted by Zhang Yanzhu today, he will visit Zhang Maoguan and Guan Wuguan.These few are all masters of music borrowing, and they all have unique tastes in the study of musical instruments.Su Kunsheng intended to let Dong Xiaowan show his face in front of other masters, and by the way asked several masters to give some pointers, in order to improve Xiaowan's piano skills even more.So he called Xiaowan and Su Tong, and told them to prepare to go out with him. That night, at Zhang Yanzhu's home, Dong Xiaowan's intelligence was praised by several music masters, and they all wanted to teach her their unique skills.Several colleagues had fun and drank all night long, and they were all bedridden the next morning. Several adults couldn't afford to lie down, so Dong Xiaowan and Su Tong were happy to play to their heart's content.Guan Yu, the son of Guan Wuguan, took the two of them to catch butterflies in the cauliflower. Although children have a playful nature, they are also tired from playing.The three of them caught a few butterflies and tore off their wings and legs in the shade to watch the ants carry their fat bodies. "Hey—it's not fun, I want to go home." Dong Xiaowan said as she walked, her two braids bouncing around like flower stems. Guan Yu hurriedly said, "Sister Xiaowan, don't leave, I'll tell you a secret." Dong Xiaowan was really curious, so she stopped.Su Tong also came forward curiously, and stepped a few ants into the mud by the way. "What's the secret, tell me quickly." "Do you know where people come from?" Guan Yu's face was tense, his expression was tense, as if he felt that he would be punished before revealing the secret, and his face was pale. Su Tong shook his head. Dong Xiaowan said: "My mother said that I floated from the river. One morning, when she was washing clothes by the pier, she saw a wooden basin floating down the water, and there was a girl sitting in it. That was me. She took me back to the river. home." Guan Yu said, "Fart. It was born by a woman." Dong Xiaowan also often hears the adults say that so-and-so has a baby, and now she understands a little bit.Su Tong hurriedly asked, "Where did you come from?" Guan Yu suddenly pointed to Xiaowan's crotch and said, "From here." After speaking, he turned and ran.Dong Xiaowan panicked and ran in another direction.Su Tong ran behind and shouted, "Sister, wait for me! Sister, wait for me." This night was a very shocking night, Dong Xiaowan was not easy to forget things like ordinary children, she paid too much attention to herself. This is also the pain of precocious wisdom.She wrapped herself in a quilt covered with floral quilts, like an oval chrysalis, but this chrysalis had awakened and was growing sensual wings.What she couldn't figure out was the secret of nature in herself. The night wind blows the bamboo shadow.Fragments of moonlight scatter on the flower bed from the cracks in the window paper, like silver elves the size of fingernails. She listened carefully to the movement around her.She sat up in bed when all that was left was the cry of frogs that on a summer night made one feel life was withering.how can that be possible?How do people get out of there? She spent the first sleepless night in her life with her eyes open. Once a mysterious seed falls into the heart, even if it does not germinate, it will swell, swell, harden, and become the heart itself.It is very unusual for such a seed to float into Dong Xiaowan's heart at only eight years old. It almost deprives Dong Xiaowan of all his attention and relatively delicate wisdom. One day three months later, Su Kunsheng came back from a trip and saw a dozen plum blossoms made of chess pieces blooming on the indoor chessboard. He shook his head with a smile and said, "Women are natural." He sat down on the chair and picked up the table by the way. Old yellowed book on the bed. Mrs. Su, who was embroidering upstairs, heard the sound downstairs and knew that her husband had returned. She hurriedly put down her work, straightened her temples in front of the mirror, and walked downstairs with her skirt lightly in her hands, making a cup of Biluochun tea for Su Kunsheng. . "Where's Xiaowan?" Su Kunsheng nodded and asked, "Why haven't you worked hard these days?" "Just now I was playing chess with my son here, I'll look for it." Su Shi said as he walked towards the backyard.And by the way, let's see if there is anything unusual about Su Kunsheng.She knew that Su Kunsheng would flirt with women every time he went out, she was very jealous, but she didn't dare to explode. When Mrs. Su came to the backyard, she was confronted by a cool autumn wind. The chrysanthemums in the flowerbed were prostrate on the ground, but now they were supported by the wind and stood up. rooster.The cool wind was a bit biting, and Su's shivered like a cicada. When he looked up, he saw a group of wild geese flying by in the sky. "It's getting cold." Su said to himself.She looked around, but she couldn't see Dong Xiaowan and Su Tong.Where will the two little ghosts go in broad daylight? At this time, she heard the faint laughter of someone in the chaimen.Su Shi knew that the two little men must be in the woodshed, so she was angry, so she didn't call out as usual, and walked straight towards the woodshed.Just a gust of autumn wind blew over, shaking the fallen leaves on the ground, and the rustling sound drowned out the sound of her footsteps. When she walked to the chai gate, the two little people were still giggling.She looked in through the broken window, and a spider web hit her face, frightening her legs and feet, but the scene in Caimen made her wipe off the spider web without caring about her face.I saw Dong Xiaowan kneeling in front of Su Tong, while Su Tong was standing with his trousers off, Xiaowan was carefully observing something... Su Shi screamed: "Ah——".The sparrow that was looking for food at the other end of the yard was so scared that it flew far away. The chai gate opened, and the two little people rushed out like two frightened rabbits, running desperately, and flew over the high flowerbed in a few steps.Dong Xiaowan stepped on the ground and fell so hard that her face was covered in blood.Get up and continue running like hell. Su Kunsheng was sitting on a chair and taking a nap, but when he heard Su's screams in the backyard, he jumped up. He didn't know what happened, so he rushed to the backyard and bumped into Su Tong head-on. .The moment Su Kunsheng fell to the ground, he saw Dong Xiaowan in floral dress running past his eyes like a sika deer, and disappeared without a trace after a sound of footsteps. Su Shi chased in panting from the backyard, grabbed Su Tong who had just got up, and shouted to Su Kunsheng: "Quick, quick, catch that little elf." When Su Kunsheng chased him out, there was no shadow of Dong Xiaowan.In addition to the autumn wind, there are fallen leaves running around and a few dead vines and old trees. There is also a very dirty flower pig walking leisurely on the path. When he came back flat, he saw that Mrs. Su was whipping her son, who was crying loudly. "Who taught you?" she asked.The son said tearfully: "My sister taught me." Tears flowed into his mouth in groups. Su Shi was also crying. Dong Xiaowan ran for more than ten miles in one breath, and seven or eight farm dogs chased her along the way, and did not stop until she was exhausted.But she didn't dare to rest on the side of the road, so she hid behind a solitary grave, still in shock, the blood on her body seemed to have frozen, and she was trembling all over. Due to running, she sweated a lot, and now the autumn wind blows, her whole body is icy cold, so cold that she shrinks into a ball, her teeth chattering. When it was getting dark, she climbed over the stable and lay down on the dirty hay. Tired, hungry and tired, she fell asleep unconsciously.In her dream, she felt that the stars in the sky were shining on her. In her dream, she felt that there were more than a dozen stars surrounding her, and the stars were getting bigger and brighter.The stars gave off a gossamer heat, and the heat was getting hotter, and one of the stars came close to her face, nearly scalding her.She woke up suddenly, but there were more than a dozen people standing around holding a dozen pine lights.Su Kunsheng's face was red on one side and black on the other under the firelight, and his eyes were staring at her fiercely.He said, "Get up, bitch." Su Clan's years of anger poured out.When Dong Xiaowan knelt in front of her, she picked up the teacup and slammed it on Xiaowan's shoulder, then grabbed the bamboo whip that she had prepared long ago and whipped it without thinking.She felt that beating Xiaowan was beating that old slut Aunt Chen, beating her husband's infidelity, and beating everything she hated in her heart. The more she smoked, the more enjoyable she became, and the more she smoked, the more excited she became. She even felt like she was whipping the entire Qinhuai River.The Qinhuai River, full of flower boats and clouds of painted and powdered prostitutes, is curving in front of her screaming for mercy: "Master, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm wrong." When the shrill begging for mercy became weaker and weaker, it aroused Su's excitement even more.At this moment, Su Kunsheng was a little bit sorry, no matter how I put it, I was a little sorry for Aunt Chen, not to mention that Aunt Chen had told him in private that Xiaowan was his flesh and blood.He then stepped forward to snatch the bamboo whip from Mrs. Su's hand.Su Clan did not give in, rolled down on the ground and began to behave wildly, yelling: "I just want to beat, kill this bitch, kill this goblin, kill this shameless little whore!" Su Kunsheng couldn't dissuade him, so he stomped his feet, threw the bamboo whip to the ground, turned around and went upstairs angrily with his hands behind his back, cursing and vowing to stop meddling in these worldly affairs. Su Shi saw that Su Kunsheng let go of him, as if he had received an arrow.He grabbed the bamboo whip with one hand, grabbed Dong Xiaowan's ears with the other and dragged her to the backyard, called two servants, stripped Dong Xiaowan's clothes, tied her hands, and hung her naked under a plum tree. The whip rained down on her. The welts on the young body were like blood, all over the place.In the cold wind, she gradually resembled a piece of black iron, her breath like silk.After Su's beatings and scolding were enough, Dong Xiaowan, who was already precocious, quickly passed childhood in this way, and entered the precarious youth in advance. Aunt Chen left Yanyuezhuang with Dong Xiaowan in her arms, and her relationship with Su Kunsheng was cut off.A bearer took off his clothes and asked her to wrap her daughter, sighed and said: "God bullies poor people." The bearers lifted their sedan chairs with sullen faces, and left Yanyuezhuang as if they were avoiding the plague.Aunt Chen in the sedan chair burst into tears. Dong Xiaowan was recuperating in the flower boat, and Mrs. Chen had no intention of receiving guests, so she put out the lantern, lowered the curtain, and made soup and medicine for her daughter all day long, sighing when she was free.Fortunately, a stranger from afar gave a dose of the secret recipe, and Dong Xiaowan did not leave a single scar.Aunt Chen is well aware of the importance of a brothel woman's body. This winter, it snowed several times in a row.Snowflakes covered the house down to the windows and nearly sealed the doors. It is impossible for the Qinhuai River to freeze.The boats on the river are still lively and noisy.Even if the road of life is frozen, the road to the prostitute will not be frozen. There are always crooked footprints to step out of the road from the ice and snow, and this road stretches to the Qinhuai River. Dong Xiaowan pushed open the lattice window in the back cabin and looked at the clear Qinhuai River.The top of the boat on the river was covered with thick snow, and the bright curtains hung on both sides of the boat, which was a bit colder than usual.Thinking about her own thoughts, she stretched out her hand to warm the flute by the stove, put it gently to her lips, and played the tune changed. Dong Min, who just woke up from a hangover, stood on the bow of the boat and pissed. When he heard his daughter playing a song, he suddenly became interested. He wanted to take his daughter to see plum blossoms. The plum blossoms in Dongpo are in full bloom. He led her ashore.It was extremely cold.The snow fell again one after another. As soon as the snowflakes fell to the ground, they seemed to be frozen immediately, and when they stepped on it, there were bursts of clicking noises.He led her to take a shortcut in the bamboo forest, and the snow on the bamboo branches hit her head and head. Dong Min walked too fast, and the two of them had to stop and rest once or twice. There are many people in Dongpo's Merlin. A young woman in her twenties is the center of everyone's attention.She has a beautiful face, a slender figure, and is dressed in a snow-white fur robe. When talking, there is a blue mist fluttering on her cherry lips.Every plum she appreciates is appreciated by everyone, and every plum she criticizes is immediately cut off by a gardener with scissors.Dong Xiaowan was fascinated by the sight, and ran forward, picked up a plum branch with flower buds on the snow, opened her small mouth to blow the snow on the buds, stared at the plum blossom regretfully and sighed: "Poor flower!" The young woman turned her face leisurely, looked at the little girl in floral padded clothes, smiled slightly, turned around, and gently stroked Xiao Wan's face.Xiaowan felt that hand was soft and warm, as if it had no bones, and felt very happy.The young woman looked at the plum branch in Xiaowan's hand and said regretfully, "It's such a beautiful flower, unfortunately I misread it just now." The gardener hurriedly came forward and said: "It's not that the young lady saw it wrong, it's because I was dazzled for a while, and I made a mistake." Several young masters beside the young woman covered their heads with fans to cover the snow, and praised Dong Xiaowan fawningly: "What a beautiful little girl." That day, Dong Xiaowan was very happy. On the way home, she rode on her father's shoulders, raised the plum blossom branch in her hand, and scared away a group of sparrows looking for food in the snow.She asked who that woman was, and Dong Min replied: "That is the famous Liu Rushi, the most popular master on the Qinhuai River. In terms of ranking on the Qinhuai River, she should be your older sister." Dong Xiaowan remembered the name Liu Rushi. She saw her mother and big-footed single mother standing on the bow of the boat from a distance, and she seemed to smell the aroma of dinner.She laughed. When spring comes down from the sky again, the Qinhuai River ushers in another prosperous season.After the painted boats on the river were redecorated, all the boats took their respective poses. However, Mrs. Chen's painting boat was dimmed.Aunt Chen is old.The business in the painting boat was originally supported by her two adopted daughters, but the two adopted daughters suddenly rented another painting boat and established themselves.Aunt Chen, apart from cursing a few accusations of ungratefulness every morning, she only occasionally picks up a few low-level people like butchers and bricklayers to earn a little money and live on.Dong Min saw that life was getting more and more difficult, and he was embarrassed to rely on his wife to support him, so he thought about going to other big ships to play the flute to earn money. Under such living conditions, Dong Xiaowan seemed very sensible, helping her mother with some needlework every day.When my father was free, he let go of his wandering habits, read poems and books with Xiaowan, and explained many principles to her. Occasionally, there would be some old-timers on the boat to drink, so Mrs. Chen would sit with her, while the big-footed single mother would serve the wine, Dong Min would play the flute, and Xiao Wan would play the piano and sing.Relying on such a small scene, Dong Xiaowan's intelligence also gained a faint reputation on the Qinhuai River. One day at Qingming, a donkey came along on the embankment, and a thin old man in his sixties sat on the donkey.The old man's face turned red after drinking, and he was holding something wrapped in red silk in his arms. Dong Xiaowan could tell from a long distance that it was a piano.The old man jumped off the donkey and walked straight to Mrs. Chen's boat. Aunt Chen was originally sitting on the bow of the boat embroidering, but when she was embroidering, she became dazed and didn't notice that someone came onto the boat.Dong Xiaowan stared at the old man in a daze, feeling that something extremely important was about to happen, so she hurriedly tore at the corner of her mother's clothes.Aunt Chen was startled, and when she turned around, she saw the old man standing at the bow.She stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly threw away the belongings in her hand, called "Dad" in a crying voice, and then threw herself into the old man's arms and began to cry. The old man hugged his daughter and shed tears too. The teardrops fell on his gray beard, which became crystal clear when exposed to the sun. The big-footed single mother heard the sound in the cabin, and got out of the door. Seeing the view, she also cried, and dragged Xiao Wan to the old man's feet while wiping her tears with the hem of her skirt.Xiaowan knelt down and kowtowed, shouting: "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa." Old man Chen bent down to hug Xiao Wan, looked at her pink face, a piece of candy suddenly melted into the bitterness of wandering for half a lifetime, and the long-lost sense of happiness returned to his heart.He smiled, tears still in his eyes. When the old man was young, he was also a prodigal son on the Qinhuai River. He fell in love with a singing girl, Xue Ren'er, and they fell in love with each other and gave birth to a daughter.After this daughter grew up, she became the current Aunt Chen. Love on the Qinhuai River generally has two endings. One is that romantic stories are respected as models by the world.One is the dew in love, and then go their separate ways.The love between old man Chen and Snowman belongs to the latter category.Xueren'er followed a pockmarked rich man and went away to Yunnan and Guizhou, leaving old man Chen and his young daughter to make a living by singing ditties by the Qinhuai River.When Aunt Chen joined Lezhan, old man Chen went to Beijing alone on a snowy night, and he left for twenty years. Old man Chen settled down in the boat, and the bag of silver he brought with him made his life better, and his life was considered peaceful.Aunt Chen was also happy to be at leisure, so she completely hung up the curtains to thank the guests. During those quiet days, Xiaowan sat in front of the window of the painting boat day after day, listening to her grandfather explaining piano skills or telling some old stories.These past events constitute beautiful legends, which are deeply engraved in her mind, enabling her to calmly face everything in her life. Old man Chen often talks to himself on the bow of the boat, his words are full of nostalgia for the past, and also contain some kind of complaint in disguise. Like most old people who have endured hard times, he considers the lost years to be the only treasures he holds dear.This nostalgic emotion deeply infected Dong Xiaowan, and her personality was covered with a layer of melancholy that was as light as smoke.Years later, this melancholy distilled a startling beauty in her temperament, and she was all the more distinguished for it.Occasionally, someone would bring wine and meat to entertain old man Chen.When asked about the situation in the capital, Old Man Chen sighed, and the glass of wine in his hand trembled slightly in the sigh. "The current situation is critical. Manchu thieves entered the pass three times, and attacked the gate of the capital twice. No one dared to answer when they knocked at the pass and asked the general." "I heard that the high officials in the DPRK and China are in a mess. They have moved their families to the south one after another. The rich have also started to move their belongings. The people are in a panic." The long-term misfortune and embarrassing life have formed his attitude towards things outside his body or answering irrelevant questions, but it is not difficult for the guests to know from his babbling that war has ignited in the north and the world has begun to be in turmoil. .