Han Xiyi clapping his hand: “That’s it!”

He thought about it and said, “So many homes!He’s also too greedy.”

Han Xiyi said: “These merchants are not large.If a merchant of the same size as I have been waiting for my family to be close to him, will it not lead to the fire!That’s why he dispersed.Perhaps there are other corrupt officials among them.”

The cold autumn fully understood.

He said: "The wise brother's words, the fool brother can't die, but it is just a loss of some money, the Shen family does not look at this money in the eyes."Just, can raising the cocoon purchase price squeeze him down?”

Han Xiyi laughed and approached him to say something.

Smiling, the cold autumn nods its head.

I ate some wine and the two went back.

In the evening, Han Xiyi lived in a small courtyard near the weaving gate.

This was only bought yesterday, because he was imprisoned in the weaving gate because he was clean and dumb.

At night, he blew the hole again.

From Xia to Huzhou capital city, and from the Huzhou capital city to recover the xia, whether it is windy and rain, whether it is at home or in prison, he has not stopped overnight.

Tonight, the first time was near here, and I heard the sound of it.

He had no regrets to think that if his hand was not broken, he could play the piano together.

I was thinking, weaving the faint sound of the harp floating in the thorn.

He shook his head and quickly raised his ears.

Over there, Han Xiyi was also very happy—

The dumber finally answered him!

Since he was imprisoned, he has been isolated from the outside world, and only saw his family during the day today, and he has not been able to speak to them; at night, Xia meteor told her the end of her burning, she was shocked and afraid, and heard the familiar sound and naturally felt in her heart.

She unconsciously, with the sound of the piano, popped up in her heart thinking:

There are no children, no two pleasures.

Tonight.Her harp was empty and clear.

She was scared, she was scared!

She is sad, she is sad!

She was afraid of being burned into a char!

She was afraid of burning and not burning.Struggling in the fire, spasming!

Sadness, sorrow, helplessness and despair!

Han Xiyi could hardly blow.

He heard she was afraid, she was crying!

He heard her cry, “Leave me out!Don't burn me!"

He tried, eagerly, trying to comfort her.Reassure her.

In another courtyard, Fang first followed the sound of the piano and ran out of the yard.

Rounder followed him, grabbed him, and hurriedly said, “Lord, where are you going?”

Fang trembled, “Listen, she’s crying!”It’s on fire, and she’s crying!”

The circle was confused, and pointed to the direction of the weaving gate, saying: "There is no fire."If it is on fire.Can you see at night?”

At first he muttered, “You don’t understand, you don’t understand!”

He ran quickly toward the weaving gate.

The round and the black wind were afraid of something happening to him, and followed him.

Seeing it fast, the circle cleverly reminded him: "Young master, don't let the guard see it."We went over quietly, hiding in the dark.If anything happens, I want to save it.”

At first, my mind was clear and I stopped.

The rounder sweeps four times, pointing to the alley on the right side of the weaving gate.He whispered, “Over there.”

A few people burrowed into the alley and hid behind a large willow tree in the corner of the wall.

Closer to the end, the sound is particularly clear.

At first, he lost control again, as if in the face of a raging fire.Seeing her struggling and crying in the flames, he was about to rush in, unconsciously exerting his hand.

The shoulder was gripped by his right hand and the pain was strained.

He gritted his teeth, afraid of being heard.

But he was also afraid of what Fang had done at first, and he could not stop interfering with his listening.“This is playing, this is playing... uh... I... I...”

Why does he want to cry?

He hugged the young master and cried.

Fang first looked up at his face, looking at the stars in the sky leaking one or two through the gap in the tree, not wanting to flash, and there were many pictures alternately in front of him, before, now, and in the future...

He opened his mouth and breathed, constantly rolling down the water.

For a long time, he approached the black wind and whispered: "You go to the Guo family, look for ... say..."

The wind was in a hurry.

The Kwok family also heard the sound of the harp.

Guo's family lived in the Tianhu South Street Hushu alley is still far from the weaving gate, but I don't know whether it is late at night, or the father (mother) daughter's heart, Guo Shouye and Wu's family heard the sound of the piano.

They don’t understand the rhythm, but they know the heart of the girl.

Both of them were disturbed and restless.

Before listening to the dud playing the piano is not this feeling, then listening to even sleep feel incense.

Guo Shouye was sure: “Clariously crying!”

The two men couldn’t help but run out and run to the weaving gate.

Guo couldn’t stop, so he had to take someone with him.

In the middle of the night, Guo's family knelt in front of the weaving and weaving the door to see her daughter.

How the guards would promise them and drive them away.

The couple refused to leave, asking for more.

Then the father and son of the family came.

Then came the trolls too.

And then the sea came too.

They first persuaded Guo to leave, persuaded him not to move, and helped the guards to go in.

The people nearby heard the sound of the harp, and many of them came to the officials to mourn, and those who did not come were crying at home; and the guards, the servants and the servants and women inside and outside the weaving house, who listened to the piano with all their heart, were inexplicably sad and weeping.

The guard leader saw that the matter was not good, and hurried in to inform the king.

Mr. Wang is also listening to the dumb piano, listening to the sour and unbearable in his heart.

Listening to the Guardian letter, he hurried to his front, and the high governor and others came later.

Seeing the station that knelt in front of the weaving gate, the shadow was full of a large figure, all mourning and crying, and the king was startled and drank: "Guo Shouye, what are you doing?"

Guo Shouye cried out, “Adult, the little man wants to see the girl!”

Wu also cried, “My daughter is crying!Listen, my daughter is crying!”

The king shouted, “Fuck!Why did the girl cry?It's just playing!"

Mr. Yang took the opportunity to whisper, “Adult, this matter is a matter of surprise.It can be seen that Guo Weifen does have the means of witch, only playing the piano can attract these people, late at night gathered in front of the official door crying.If you don’t care, it’s small!”

The king was irritable and drank, “You follow the nonsense?”It is normal for parents to care for their children, and Guo Weaving girl sounds really sad.When I wait for the officials of the court, I will speculate without any reason.”

The governor also snorted coldly.

Yang Dahe: "That being said, I can't let her play like this."

Wang Dahe: "The official has his own claim."

Because of the drink to Guo Shouye: "You wait until you leave quickly?"Kneeling here does not say, but also attracted many people to follow the pain and crying, to tell the world: Do weavers have a demonic means?

The couple was silent and terrified.

Guo Daquan hurriedly said, “This little man will take his parents home.”“Adults, please forgive me!”

One side pulled Guo Guard and Wu Shi.

Shen Yisan also whispered: "Go away!"

He also felt that he had been in trouble tonight and should not have come.

The guards also drove out the people, and the people dispersed three or two.

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I didn’t add more today, but my friends are relieved, I’ll add more as soon as I get free.So, continue to support the wilderness!(Unfinished.