The spring breeze blows gently, the peach blossoms are blooming, and the bright spring color is covered with light green gauze, sliding across the hearts of people in Linxicheng. The boys and girls sing and laughing under the shade of green, and the wineries and singing shops are all funny.

Because of the dilapidated house in Weeping Willow Alley, although it is in a dilapidated house, not only is the vermilion gate shaking, but the plaque hanging crookedly on the door beam also seems to fall down and hit people at any time.

However, although the house is dilapidated, it is better than it is big, and it is not a problem to shelter from wind and rain. Therefore, this house became the residence of beggars nearby.

At that time, the sun had just risen and golden light was still shining on the street. A small figure ran out from the door of the house. He looked up at the plaque in habit, for fear that it would suddenly fall and hit him.

In fact, sweet potatoes used wooden sticks to pound the plaque, but this ghost thing was fixed on the door beam and couldn't fall down. But if you don't care, you are worried that one day will fall down again, so you have to pay attention to the door plaque whenever you enter and exit.

The sweet potatoes were irrecognizable, but I heard the old beggar who knew a little, saying that the word "联" was vaguely visible on the plaque of the door. He was very grateful for the house that sheltered him from wind and rain. He silently recited a prayer in his heart, then spread his feet and ran towards Baizhi Street.

Wuyue Restaurant on Baizhi Street is the best-business restaurant on this street and even a few nearby streets. It’s not that the food here is very suitable for people’s appetite, but that there is a woman named Caixia in this restaurant. She has a good pipa and plays the pipa every day. Most of the guests come to see her.

However, this Caixia girl has always been selling her skills but not herself. She is covered with a veil on her performances and stays in the house in her spare time. Few people have seen her true face.

But even though she was separated by a layer of veil, she still fascinated the spectators, and even some even gave all kinds of gold, silver jewelry, jewelry and silver dollars. The girl Caixia still accepted it, but she never agreed to join anyone.

At that time, there were not many people in Wuyue Restaurant. They walked around the back of the restaurant with a familiar sweet potato, and counted them under the third window, then picked up a bamboo pole with a thumb of more than three meters long from the corner of the wall, and took out a dark green bamboo purse from his arms, tied the purse to one end of the bamboo pole, and then swished to a window on the third floor.

He knocked on the window with the tip of the rod. After waiting for a while, no one responded. He thought about picking up a small stone from the ground. Because of his good bird hunting method for years, he hit the window very accurately.

With a "click", the stone hit the wooden window and bounced down again. The sweet potato head tilted and it went away. After waiting for a while, I finally waited until someone opened the window, and then took off the purse with a pair of showing hands.

The sweet potato put the bamboo pole back to its original place and then left happily.

The magpie looked at the purse in disgust and said to the woman sitting in front of the dressing table to comb her hair: "Miss, isn't it just a purse? It must be a poor grandson who covets your beauty and has no money. Then she came up with such a way to please. The girl is knowledgeable and should know the tricks of these stinky men than her servants."

Caixia put down the comb and looked back at the magpie. Her pair of phoenix eyes showed a bit of loneliness and arrogance. She was born with a charm. Even though she was full of charm, she was fascinated by the unruly aura in her eyes, but she didn't dare to do anything easily.

The magpie had no choice but to hand over the purse. She couldn't tell the words, and the girl's expression was very good.

Her girl is actually a very talented woman, but her family has to fall into a living by selling her skills. But the girl is very energetic and doesn't like gold, silver and jewelry. These literati Mozi are just as good as her taste.

Caixia took out the letter, and her cold eyes showed a little anger, a little pride, and a little annoyance. For several days, she would receive such a letter every day.

Fishing is satisfied,

The woodcutter's eyes are smiling and his eyebrows are relaxed.

I'm foolish to see you, fearless,

Looking forward to the beauty's face brushing.

Such a explicit love poem, this person is really shameless. Humph, if he hadn't read his words, she would have asked the magpie to pull out the man and scold him hard.

Caixia read the poem twice. Although the poems sent by the man became bolder and more explicit every day, she felt that he was a very casual and unruly person. Unlike other secular men, she clearly wrote about her covetousness for her, but she insisted on pretending to be a gentleman. It was not like this that the person came true, at least he had not concealed his thoughts.

Looking at the handwriting again, the brushwork is majestic and the posture is erect, as if you can gallop between the world at will. Even the arrogant aura is just right. In short, you can see between the lines that the owner of the poem is a very free and unpretentious person.

Caixia herself didn't know that although she was upset, she envied her free and easy personality. The shouts from those outside did not make her feel happy, but instead she was helpless and unwilling to her life experience.

She envied this poet and felt a little angry, why should she be trapped here, and why could he be so carefree and indulgent, a poor boy?

With the delivery of the daily letter on time, Caixia herself didn't notice it, and she had some expectations.

She smiled, put the letter back into the purse and threw it into the box, and said lightly: "I don't know what else he can write next time."

He paused and said, "Magpie, tomorrow you will catch the boy who delivered the letter. I want to ask carefully. Since the sender wants to see me so much, why do he hide his hands and feet and dare not look at others."

"Girl..." Xique wanted to persuade her, but she swallowed her words again. She knew that once she was sure, there was no room for negotiation.

"Yes..." She had to say yes.

The next day, the magpie went to the back wall first to wait. According to the same time in the past, the boy who delivered the letter came again. He hung his purse on the bamboo pole as usual.

The magpie quietly patted his shoulder from behind, scaring him so much that he wanted to run away, but was caught by the magpie.

After all, he was still a child, and was caught by the magpies and couldn't get rid of it, so he begged for mercy and said, "Good sister, why did you catch me? I'm just an errand runner, I don't know anything."

Seeing that he was dirty, his hair was messy, and there was an unpleasant odor. He shook his hand away and scolded in disgust: "Where is the little beggar coming from? I honestly tell you who gave this thing? If you don't say it, I will send you to see the official."

Sweet potato smiled and said, "That's great, thank you sister. I heard that the prison is in charge of the meal. I haven't had the last meal. Why not stay in the prison, but the master won't accept me."

"You...you little slippery, then I won't send you to meet the official, I will send you to meet our shopkeeper, and see that he won't let the guy beat you up and you will look for teeth all over the floor."

Sweet potato handed her the purse in her hand: "Sister, don't be angry, I'm really just an errand runner. Don't worry, I won't come tomorrow. This is the last purse."

The magpie was stunned for a moment and took the purse. At this moment, the sweet potato had already run away. She stomped her feet hatefully and had to go back with her purse.
Chapter completed!