Chapter 55: Business women do not know the hatred of subjugation

　　　　 Liyu Fanglin's pair of high pavilions, the new dress is gorgeous and the city is alluring;
　　 Yinghu Ningjiao didn't enter at first, and she greeted her with a smile.
　　The demon girl's face is like a flower with dew, and Yushu stream illuminates the backyard;
　　 The flowers bloom and fall not long, and the earth falls into solitude!
　　 The woman's voice was hoarse, and she was in a trance with a touch of grief.
　　 Listening to this familiar poem, Zhang Bairen was speechless for a long time.
　　 Looking at the woman with her head down, the Baiyun Taoist priest said: "This poem is not brilliant, but it can be seen that you do know poetry."
　　 Look at Zhang Bairen with a dazed face: "What's wrong with your kid?"
　　 "Smoke cages, cold waters, moons, sands, nights at Qinhuai, near the restaurant. Business women do not know the hatred of the country, and they still sing the backyard flowers across the river."
　　 Zhang Bairen was silent for a while before speaking.
　　 "This poem is good! Not bad!" Taoist Baiyun clapped his hands and praised: "I never thought that your kid is so proficient in poetry and poetry."
Zhang Bairen ignored the Baiyun Taoist priest, but looked at the woman who was kneeling on the ground: "I have heard of Empress Chen’s backyard flowers, but I never thought that you would be too. I wanted to be a descendant of the Southern Dynasties. I actually fell to this point. Change and time change, you will pour tea behind me in the future, and become a maid holding a sword with me."
　　At this time, the woman's voice choked: "Thank you, Mr.,"
　　 "Get up, the poor people who are in trouble!" Zhang Bairen helped the woman up and looked at the Taoist priest in Baiyun: "The poems recited by this woman before were not very brilliant, but they were made by Chen Shubao."
　　 "Uncle Chen? It turned out to be the faint monarch" Baiyun Taoist was taken aback.
　　 Zhang Bairen got up and walked in front: "What is faint and not faint, everyone has their own way of living, nothing more!"
　　 "Little Mr. seems to know everything about the Southern Dynasty" the woman said hoarsely.
　　 "Oh, I have also heard of it" Zhang Bairen said: "Empress Chen thought that the Yangtze River was a natural danger, but he never thought that he would be beaten by the Great Sui to be completely skinless, subjugate the country and destroy the species, and ruin the ancestors."
　　 Baiyun Taoist priest chuckled: "Honor Chen, I have heard that in those days, the boy Yang Guang asked my head to teach the way out, but he was rejected by my head."
　　 After walking for a while, the Baiyun Taoist priest said: "I said Mr., where is your home?"
"I do not know either"
　　 was silent for a while, Zhang Bairen said.
　　 "I don't know why you are out of town?" Bai Yun rolled his eyes silently.
　　 Zhang Bairen said: "It is because I don't know that I came to look for it."
　　 The woman looked at the big package behind Zhang Bairen, and stepped forward and said, "I'm carrying it for the little man."
　　 "You are malnourished, blood stasis is stagnant, and your body is very weak. You can't carry my treasure."
　　 Zhang Bairen looked at the tattered shoes under the woman’s feet, if the ‘things’ on the woman’s feet are also called shoes. It's just a mixture of cloth, weeds, planks, and bark. The toes have been exposed. Then look at Baiyun: "Baiyun, take out your shoes."
　　 "My shoes are too big, she can't wear them," Bai Yun said helplessly.
　　 "What do you do with so much nonsense, if you can't wear it, you can step on it, you can't walk barefoot." Zhang Bairen glared at Bai Yun.
　　 Bai Yun was helpless, he was still expecting to slap his horse and hug his thigh, but Zhang Bairen could only take out the brand new cloth shoes in his back basket, but Zhang Bairen snatched it over: "The big man is chirping."
　　 "Raise the foot" Zhang Bairen looked at the woman, lifted one of the other's soles, and tore off her'shoes' three or two times.
　　 "Little sir, I will do it myself" the woman exclaimed.
　　 Zhang Bairen rolled his eyes when he heard the words, looked at the woman's dirty feet, put the Taoist shoes on the woman, anyway, the shoes didn't fit, so they will be replaced sooner or later.
　　 "Raise the leg, the other foot" Zhang Bairen said.
　　 The woman had no choice but to hold on to Zhang Bairen's shoulder and lift up the other foot.
　　 stepped on the soft shoes, and the woman's shiny eyes turned with some teardrops.
"Don't cry, you follow me to practice, and you will be happy in the future to be an immortal real person? Then the past of the old country has been scattered with the wind." Zhang Bairen smiled and glanced at Bai Yun: "The Taoist priest, hurry up and make a fire. We are here today. I'll talk about it overnight."
　　 "Good" Baiyun Taoist priest has no opinion. As a Taoist priest, he is used to it in the wild.
　　 Watching Baiyun Taoist priest picking up wood and making a fire, Zhang Bairen said, "I said the scholar, do you know where there is calamus?"
　　 "Acorus calamus? This is a good thing, but few people will be interested, because the pill for calamus has long been lost. What do you think of this?" Bai Yun asked curiously.
"Large mouth" Zhang Bairen gave the Taoist priest a blank look, took out the bread and water, and handed it to the beggar woman on one side. He got up and took out the sword at his waist. The long sword was out of its sheath instantly, but seeing the sword light from horizontal, it seemed like a continuous stream of water. All began to become stagnant.
　　 Sword intent grows by killing, but swordsmanship depends on comprehension and practice.
　　 Zhang Bairen realized the true meaning of water, and coupled with his knowledge of swordsmanship, he actually began to comprehend his own swordsmanship.
　　 Baiyun Taoist priest could see, staring intently, while the beggar woman was eating dry food while staring at Zhang Bairen practicing sword.
　　 Swordsmanship is continuous and entangled, without flaws, sometimes scattered, sometimes aggregated, sometimes sharp and unpredictable, sometimes illusory.
"The goodness is like water, and the true meaning of Taoism, the young gentleman, has been fully understood. If the young gentleman cultivates the magical powers of water, he will surely go a long way. It is a pity that he has walked the path of kendo, and the sword is slanted! Baiyun Taoist priest also saw the subtleties of Zhang Bairen. Zhang Bairen never shy away from practicing swordsmanship. It is indeed a touch for Baiyun, but Baiyun really has no talent for kendo, and he can't learn how to look at it.
　　 A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Bairen's long sword was sheathed, and he sat by the fire, watching the moths that came, sighed gently, took a piece of dough and took a bite.
"Mr. Little's sword is good." The Taoist priest looked at the sword on Zhang Bairen's waist, showing greedy eyes. He had peeped at this sword for a long time, but he didn't dare to move. Since Bai Yun arbitrarily touched the sword last time, he was caught After the sword intent in it penetrated into the body and almost ruined the practice, he never dared to touch Zhang Bairen's sword again.
　　 "Iron mother forging, naturally extraordinary" side of the woman said.
　　 "Good knowledge, do you know the iron mother?" Zhang Bairen looked at the woman curiously.
　　 The woman’s eyes were bright: "Yeah."
　　 "Iron Mother" Bai Yun's eyes widened in an instant: "It's worth ten thousand gold, plus your kid's birth, it's not a matter of slaying the demon and killing the gods, I am afraid that it will not be sold for 100,000 gold."
　　 Zhang Bairen took out the cloak from his rucksack and handed it to the woman, holding the sword pouch by himself, riding his legs on the sword pouch, and instantly fell to the ground, "sleeping."
　　 Looking at Zhang Bairen~EbookFREE.me~, the corners of Baiyun’s mouth twitched. Ever since I was with Zhang Bairen, I have never seen this kid meditate, no matter what he is, he still has to meditate day and night.
　　 The woman gripped Zhang Bairen's cloak tightly, looked at Zhang Bairen who fell asleep on the ground, sighed gently, and shrank in the cloak without saying a word.
　　 On the second day, the sun had just risen, and the three of Zhang Bairen sat up early and began to prepare breakfast.
　　 One of the benefits of practicing to the state of Zhang Bairen is that there is no dirt in the body, and things like brushing the teeth are eliminated. The beggar woman chewed the grass on the ground, chewing and spitting out.
　　 Zhang Bairen took out the salt and the ‘toothbrush’ from his rucksack when he saw this. Zhang Bairen used it when he was a child, and handed over a pot of water: "Use this!"
　　The effect of using salt to brush your teeth is really no worse than toothpaste, but the salt is too salty...
　　 The woman was taken aback, and the Taoist priest also curiously asked: "Is your kid a descendant of the Mo family?"
　　 Zhang Bairen rolled his eyes and began to pack his bags. According to the letter, it was only one day away.
　　In this era without satellite positioning, everything is so difficult, otherwise it would not be said that a difference is forever.
　　 "On the road" ate breakfast, and the three of them began to drive again, but looking at the clouds in the sky, it was raining.
　　The Taoist priest himself took out two umbrellas. They were indeed two umbrellas. There was no beggar.
　　 Zhang Bairen took the umbrella and handed it to the beggar.
　　 "I...I will just be drenched." The woman shook her head.
　　 "Take it, you don't know how to adjust the heat, you will get sick if you get caught in the rain, I know how to do it, but it's hard to get close in the rain." Zhang Bairen gave the woman an umbrella and walked out first.
　　 "Ah..." The Taoist sighed and ran after him, leaving only the woman staring at the umbrella in her hand in a daze.