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One hundred and seventy-two: the heart of the Tao (3)

"I said this?" Li Buzhuo touched his nose. He got drunk once last time. He really couldn't remember what he said, but he had excellent control. Even if he was drunk, he would not talk nonsense.

Really redeem her?

Then, marry her? Or not?

She is a brothel woman, and Li Buzhuo redeems her. He knows that she is clean, but what else do you think?

Gu Xi said: "Of course I said that if you are not responsible, I will compose a song and sing it so that everyone can know that you are unfaithful."

Seeing that her expression was not as fake, Li Buzhuo said helplessly: "Even if I said that when I win the first place, you are afraid you will be old and ugly."

"Why is our top scholar so discouraged today?" A trace of cunning flashed in Gu Xi's eyes, "Since you agree, I will believe you."

Li Buzhuo fell silent, looked out the window, and said lightly: "Play the piano for me."

Gu Xi lowered his eyes, sighed slightly in his heart, and sat next to the piano.

She plucked and debugged the strings, and Li Buzhuo looked out the window. The waning moon was like a hook, cold and clean, and his clear voice was melancholy.

Gu Xi knew that the top scholar in the brothel was going to write lyrics again.

"The benefits of the mountains and rivers come to the end, I only feel sorry for the moon."

As soon as Li Buzhuo spoke the first sentence, she understood it and knew the lyrics, and also played a long tune of the lyrics.

The Luo Tent was drowsy and the piano sound was empty. Li Buzhuo sang and pulled out his long sword to strike.

"The iron of the dragon spring is cold, the flute is broken, and the spirit is empty...

I still remember my simple hands at that time, and the pear fell and the new hairpin was reflected.

But I will never be able to escape the entanglement.”

Gu Xi felt distressed when she heard this, but she had a taste of eating.

Li Buzhuo closed his eyes, the past and present are vivid in his mind.

"Call the colors of the world, watch the plum makeup sing randomly, and the sound of the piano is annoying.

The competition is confused and inverted, and when you wake up wildly, you are indifferent.

As the saying goes, after the tower is leaning against the tower, I hope to ride a deer into the green mountains in the coming year..."

He paused and opened his eyes.

"But I shouted wine, the night was late, and the lights were gone, and I sang the cold spring again."

…………

In the spring of the following year, Li Buzhuo still failed.

Unintentionally planting willows and willows, a long tune he wrote in Fuyuefang was sung among the crowd, especially popular among the unsuccessful scholars.

…………

Bai You and Chun Yu Yan have had hair for many years and gave birth to a man and a woman.

Li Buzhuo was a tutor for his two children, and it was much more lively around him.

The boy often asks: "Sir, my father often says that you can get a Jie Yuan, why are you just a boy now?"

Children's words are rude.

The girl was sensible early, so she secretly pinched his brother: "My mother said that there are clear streams and turbid streams in the officialdom. The gentleman must not be willing to join the turbid streams with those turbid streams."

Li Buzhuo smiled slightly, and he had not finished his exams for many years. When he entered the examination room, he was often pointed at his back. He heard others say "He is here again". He was so cold that he would not be hurt by the child's words. He touched the boy's head and said, "Don't listen to your father's nonsense. The sir just didn't memorize his books when he was a child. At this age, he wanted to learn again. It was really powerful."

…………

People will have good fortune and good fortune every day.

In the summer of the 30th year of Fuli, a plague broke out in Hedong.

Jiuwenzi Village was not spared, and pigs and cows died, nine out of ten people were bedridden and waiting for death.

The temple was moved in by wild animals and was left unattended.

The village Changjiang Shi dragged his sick body and knelt outside the winery for a long time, asking Li Buzhuo to help him.

Jiang Dongjun's parents in this life also knelt beside Jiang Shi.

Li Buzhuo drove away the beasts in the temple, listened to the sound of water next to the dragon bone water wheel, and sat alone all night.

Returning to Xinfeng Mansion, he sold his property, invited the master doctor and Qi Refiner to take action, and solved the plague in the village.

On this day, outside the Xinfeng Mansion, Li Buzhuo led a thin horse and looked back at the majestic city behind him.

"It's finally coming to an end."

The plague was resolved, but he had no spare money.

The cost of the government test was very high. Although the villagers of Jiuwenzi Village spontaneously wanted to raise money for him, he decided to take a rest for two years after all the disasters.

At this time, someone ran out of the city without applying lead powder. It was very beautiful and beautiful. It was Gu Xi.

"You can't leave. If you don't have money to take the exam, I have it here." Gu Xi panted and took out his purse, revealing a stack of gold tickets inside.

"Why do you have to do this for me..." Li Buzhuo shook his head.

"You have promised me but haven't agreed yet." Gu Xi held Li Buzhuo's cheek and looked at him firmly and said, "I believe in you. If you break your promise, I will hate you for the rest of my life."

As she said that, she picked up the purse and smiled, "You have made a lot of money, if it weren't for your vocabulary, how could I get so much money?"

…………

"You also know that Miss Gu's body must be clean."

When he was middle-aged, he was struggling in the Holy Academy. Bai You had grown his beard and became much more steady. He picked up the tea bowl and said seriously to Li Buzhuo: "If you think she is not well-born, don't marry her as her husband and take her as a concubine, but no one can say anything. You have to give her a name, don't let her wait stupidly..." Bai You thought about it for a while, considering that Li Buzhuo's momentary self-esteem and Gu Xi's youth, it was still more important to the latter, and sighed slightly, "If you can't afford to pay for the redeem... I'll help you with it first."

"What can I do to dislike her if someone like me?" Li Buzhuo smiled bitterly, "My mother is from an actor."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Bai You couldn't help but feel anxious, "Youth is short, how many years will it take for a woman's best time to wait for?"

Seeing Li Buzhuo silent, Bai You said angrily: "Brother, how could I care about other women? It's just that you have to be with someone. You have to be a matchmaker for you over the years, and you have never sweared, but you are only getting close to her."

Li Buzhuo shook his head, looked out the window, his eyes firmly.

"One day, I will have my name on the gold list, and I will give her a glorious mediator a formal marriage."

However, this winter, bad news came.

Gu Xi died suddenly by the side of the piano, his nails were broken and blood stained the strings.

"Miss Gu has long been heartbroken, but in recent months, she has been tired every day..."

"She is not young anymore. At this age, there are still a few who like her. You see, wrinkles are coming out. If you don't play the piano day and night, you can't even make up for the money from your mother."

The brothel women who were familiar with Gu Xi were talking a lot.

Li Buzhuo stroked the guqin and saw a line of small characters engraved on it.

"It is hard to pay for the years, but I would rather let my youth down than let you down."

From then on, there was no more top scholar Li Buzhuo in Fuyuefang.

In Horseshoe Lane, there is a man who sleeps all day long with a piano.

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Time suddenly became too late, and poor white happened.

The Heavenly Palace has been established for eighty years, and many talents emerged from later generations.

The young man who was full of energy back then was already old.

There is a white-haired old man who participates in the palace examination every year. When the results are released, he looks at the golden list from afar, like a stone statue.

Few people remember his past, and curious people sighed after asking.

Li Buzhuo looked at the house examination room from afar.

I saw that the golden list was launched at this time, and then thirty-five people first entered the list, and they were famous all over the hundreds of thousands of miles away. How glorious and proud.

And he has nothing.

"Do you regret it?"

Li Buzhuo heard someone ask, but his own heart was asking.

Do you regret it?

Sanjin leaves, if he goes to Dongji with him...

If he gives up the house trial and goes to business with Guo Pu...

If he promises Jiangdongjun to establish the Kingdom of God...

If he is not persistent, he will redeem her and have children...

Li Buzhuo whispered to himself.

"The mind of dust is not dead, the mind of Tao is not born. If the mind of dust is not alive, the mind of Tao is not accomplished."

"I don't regret it."

Looking forward, the downstairs of Zhaoxin, which was five meters high in the palace examination room, was empty.

Dang—Dang—
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