Chapter 49:

The road from Ezhou was bumpy all the way, after passing Xinyang, the official road was finally flat, which also meant that it was getting closer and closer to the bustling Kyoto.
Although it was just passing by, the thought of seeing the bustling and bustling capital of the capital made everyone excited.
"Waiting out of Kyoto and crossing the Yellow River, the next road will become more and more difficult, and it will never be as easy as before." Qiu Yueming poured cold water on them.
Zhou Deyun's entire face suddenly collapsed, "Isn't it difficult to walk like this before? Will it be more difficult in the future?"
All the way, the elder master also had a sore head, sore waist and aching legs, and he could no longer maintain the meticulous and pampered pomp. He heard that the next journey was even more difficult, and he couldn't help groaning again and again. But looking at the young gentleman on horseback with a calm expression. The flimsy "myself lady" even explores the way, arranges board and lodging, and conducts well. He, the "seven-foot man" sitting in the carriage, had to rub his sore and bumpy buttocks and swallowed his stomach.
"Axiang, when I went to Kyoto, I would like to visit Sister Qinghu. Thanks to her for taking care of me." Yuan Xianger's car curtain opened, revealing half of a young girl's face. She folded her hands in a gesture of begging. Both charming and lovely.
Zhou Deyun, who was sitting in another carriage, caught a glimpse of the green jade hand and was startled.
God! The little lady who popped up suddenly, this day is the same, the heart can't stand it. Zhou Deyun hurriedly covered his chest and lowered the curtain.
"The Sister Green Fox in your mouth is the same Sister Fox who you said lives in the Jiaofang?" Yuan Xianger was riding on horseback, next to the window of the carriage. She was a little curious about what Hu Sanlang mentioned before, the vixen who has been living in the crowd.
"She has been living in Kyoto, hasn't anyone discovered it? At the feet of the emperor, there are many capable people and strangers in the prosperous place. Your sister is also quite amazing to live in peace for so many years."
"Well, Sister Qinghu has lived in the world for a long time and is familiar with everything about humans. At the beginning, if she hadn't taken me in, I would have died long ago."
Hu Sanlang accepted Yuan Xiang'er's invitation and plans to settle together in Queqiu from now on. Therefore, I plan to say goodbye to my tribe after entering Kyoto.
The towering ancient capital is in sight, and the city gate is like a dragon, and the momentum is magnificent.
I entered the city, but I saw thousands of families, blue trees and silver terraces, and jade buildings and gold faults. Pedestrians on the road, Huazhuluo skirts, jingle rings. On the bluestone avenue, the golden ring presses on the bridle, and the jade is vertical and horizontal. Huajie Liuxiang, the singer is enchanting, Wang Sunmai laughs. The end is a flourishing scene of blooming flowers and a prosperous age.
In order to save time, Yuan Xianger and his party did not enter the inner city, but found a convenient inn in the outer city to rest.
Zhou Deyun ordered the fragrant soup to wash his noodles under the service of Xiaosi, hot water scalded his feet, changed clothes, pressed his waist and thighs, and finally felt that he was alive again. He remembered something at the dinner table and said with regret,
"There is a master of melody in Kyoto, who is called Lady Hu. It is a pity to act in a hurry this time and miss it."
Along the way, because Zhou Deyun, a dandy boy, is with him, every time he passes by the bustling town, when he is dining in a wine shop, he always invites some local singers and luthiers to perform and relieve fatigue. These people, regardless of their skills, whenever they say "Kyoto Hu Lady "They are both willing to occupy the second place, claiming to be inferior. This makes people like Yuan Xiang'er and Qiu Yueming who are not very concerned about the way of rhythm also curious.
Yuan Xianger said: "Since I have all arrived in Kyoto, why don't I send my clerk in the shop to ask for one, don't remember how much money, what kind of fairy music?"
Although she is more casual in life, in fact, the storeroom in her home is full of gold and silver mountains, and she can spend it at will, so she doesn't care about money.
"Mr. Little does not know. Although this lady Hu is a man in the dust, she wants to hear her wonderful sound, but it is not gold and silver. Only one song a day, no matter how much money you pay, As long as there is no invitation in advance, it will be ignored. It is said that the invitations for the invitation can already be scheduled for the next year." Zhou Deyun sighed one after another, as if he was really sorry.
As it was being said here, a young servant of Zhou Deyun hurried in with a azure greeting card in his hand.
"Uncle, Lady Hu from Yushifang is visiting, and the sedan is outside the inn."
Zhou Deyun stood up at once, "What? Who did you say is visiting? Is it really Lady Hu? I...how do I have such a face?"
He ran out in a panic, then hurriedly backed back, "Quickly, get your grandfather tidy up. Idiot, neater hands and feet. How to make everyone wait, it's so rude."
Here, he was neatly packed, and he ran out with his clothes and hat. Yuan Xiang'er and Qiu Yueming also curiously opened the window of the inn, and they saw an unpretentious green car parked outside the restaurant, and a lady who got off the car, saw her with phoenix eyes, willow eyebrows, light makeup and plain clothes, and Zhaojun on her head. Cap, holding a lute in his hand.
Compared with the enchanting and charming woman in Jiaofang, her appearance was normal, and her expression was very light. Behind her followed a girl with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, but it was Hu Sanlang, who was in women's clothing. Hu Sanlang held the lady's arm and raised his head to wink at Yuan Xiang'er.
So Yuan Xianger knew that this lady Hu was originally the green fox sister in his mouth.
"Wu Yuan, can you see it? If Saburo hadn't told me, this one really didn't make me see any clues." Yuan Xianger asked Wu Yuan, who was lying at the window.
"Strange." Wu Yuan said, "I can't even see that this is a human being in my eyes. My father said that there is only one type of race in this world that the real eye can't see through, and that is the fox. The nine-tailed fox in China. The nine-tailed fox is rare in the world. I did not expect to encounter one here today."
The Hu lady was greeted warmly by Zhou Deyun and came into the house.
She didn't tell her previous stories, she just bowed to each other, shook the shaft, and performed her skills first.
I saw that the jade finger tunes Yunhan, his hands are chaotic, the mountains are faint, and there are fairy sounds in the song, and they are related to Dengfeiliang.
When listening to Qiuniang's pipa in Ezhou, Yuan Xianger already felt that it was a rare audio-visual enjoyment, with enchanting people, exquisite music, and beautiful melody.
But when the cold strings were strummed by the hand, and the Qing Lingling's music swayed in the room, Yuan Xianger finally knew what the real worldly music is.
The Zhuyu-like music fell on the ground, and when it was flowing, you had no time to care about the appearance and geometry of the performer.
The noise in the wine shop suddenly became silent.
The blushing drinker stopped his glass and suddenly remembered his wife who coaxed the child to sleep under the oil lamp at home.
The shopkeeper, who was squinting his eyes, raised his head, remembering the careless time of herding cattle in childhood.
The ranger with the Yan Ling knife hanging on his waist put down the palm that held the handle of the knife, his palm was warm, remembering a confidant who was drunk on the flower street.
Zhou Deyun recalled Zeng Ji's unrestrained comfort and all the suffering these days, and he couldn't help but hide his face.
Qiu Yueming clenched his fists in silence, frowning, his cheek masseters floating.
Even Yuan Xiang'er, following the music flowing through her heart, recalled her blurry memories a long time ago. The day before her car accident happened to be her birthday.
My mother, who has always been very busy, suddenly appeared in the living room at home. When she saw her coming downstairs, she got up and looked at her exquisite watch. She said lightly, "I have a meeting today. Let's have a meal later."
At that time, the corner of the mother's mouth was obviously smiling, but because of the deep prejudice against her, she didn't notice it at all, and even the rare invitation from her mother casually found reasons for prevarication.
Now think about it, the single mother who raised her may be just a person who is not good at expressing feelings, and she may not be indifferent to her sudden death.
A warm and dry hand grasped her hand and gently squeezed the palm of her hand.
Nan Hezheng looked at her with some worry, and Yuan Xianger saw herself at a loss in those amber eyes.
There was a dampness in her eyes, and there was already a different time and space here.
In this world, I have a very good life. I have received the care of my master and my wife, and I have many friends. You don’t have to be sad for me anymore.
I don't know when the sound of the pipa stopped, and the lingering rhyme made it hard for everyone to get away from the sadness.
Zhou Deyun wiped tears and applauded, "Good quality and beautiful hands will meet the present world; the vicissitudes of the world will be the best; the song of the king will die without regret."
Hu Niangzi put away the pipa and got up to thank you.
She raised her eyes and looked at Yuan Xiang'er, "This little lady and I hit it off right away. I don't know if we can send it off."
Yuan Xianger knew that she probably wanted to talk about Saburo, so she nodded and left Zhou Deyun and Qiu Yueming behind, and sent her out.
The two of them did not ride in the sedan, and walked along the busy street.
"I have a single name, you can call me Aqing." Hu Niangzi spoke first, "Listening to Saburo said that he wants to live with a human being, and I feel very uneasy and insist on coming to have a look. , It makes you laugh."
Yuan Xianger felt that she was right. After all, these little fairies were a little stupid. She probably didn't agree with Saburo and a human being who didn't know the details.
"Just take a look like that, you're relieved?"
"I and Saburo are different. I have lived in the world for too long. I know you humans very well and have my own way of knowing people."
"What's more, I also saw your apostle-very few people would raise such a small lynx as an apostle, and still have such a round jade." A Qing glanced at the Wu Yuan on Yuan Xianger's shoulder and smiled softly , "A human mage may only capture his true eye and refine it into a magic weapon. Most of the time, a monster is just an enemy that can use tools and can kill at will."
She gently nodded towards Nan He next to Yuan Xiang'er, "The Sirius tribe is the most arrogant, and even he is willing to walk with you, so I have nothing to worry about."
Wu Yuan meowed unhappily, "The ignorant nine-tailed fox, you don't even know the power of this uncle."
Hu Sanlang poked his head from the side and made a face at him.
Yuan Xianger scratched Wuyuan's chin comfortingly, "Yes, yes, Aqing is not familiar with Wuyuan, so I don't know that Wuyuan is good."
Qing also turned his head and confessed to Saburo, "Queqiu is close to Sirius Mountain, full of aura, comfortable and comfortable. It is indeed much better than staying by your side. But since you want to live in the human world, you have to constrain my clan habits. , Don’t give Axiang too much trouble."
They talked a lot about Saburo's past along the way, and couldn't help getting a little familiar.
"Aqing, you don't seem to like humans very much, so why do you still live in human cities?" Yuan Xianger asked.
The green fox lady lowered her eyelashes and walked a long way in silence. When Yuan Xianger thought she would not want to answer this question, she stopped and raised her neck and looked at the distant green mountain.
"Once, there was a beautiful mountain forest where I lived, the mountain was full of vitality, and the stream was gurgling. There lived a powerful adult, who was particularly gentle, and guarded the creatures for a long time. The humans there enshrined him as a god, built temples for him, and offered incense." She recalled the past, her thin eyebrows became gentle, and she put on a happy smile, raising her sleeves to cover her lips, "I At that time, I was still an ignorant little fox. He often slipped out of the house and was in danger. The adult saved my life several times."
"But one day, a very powerful mage appeared. He demolished the temple and drove us away. Even the adult was not his opponent. Instead, he... was locked in the formation and forced to become an apostle. "A Qing showed a sad look, "I have no ability to help the adult, so I can only find a way to live in a human town, closer to the adult, hoping to let him hear my piano occasionally. It's good to relieve a little bit of physical and mental pain."
She was holding the pipa, standing in the snow, her thin eyebrows were full of silence.
At this moment, Yuan Xianger suddenly understood why her piano sound can evoke people's memories of the past, because the deep nostalgia and yearning in the player's heart flowed out of her string music, which aroused the resonance of the listener.
"What kind of person?" Yuan Xianger didn't want to ask.
"Look at me, and say Saburo." Qing hurriedly reduced his emotions and smiled reluctantly, "What happened to me today? This is not something that a little girl of you can deal with. Crouching tiger, hidden dragon here in Kyoto is very complicated. You stay for one night and leave early tomorrow."