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Chapter 2 Twenty Years of Empty City Plan

 "I was originally a lazy person in Kushui Alley, spending my free time drinking and amusing insects and birds, and loved to play tricks. A storm arose overnight, and from then on my dusty deer-cutting knife was no longer hidden deep."

At dawn, Ning Xiaoxiang hummed the ditty "Empty City Strategy" and Shi Shiran walked out of the fish market.

"Empty City Strategy" is a famous opera in the Jin and Chu areas. It tells the story of a gangster who was born in a poor alley, encountered troubled times, experienced a series of ups and downs, and finally rose to become a peerless hero. Twenty years ago, Zhao Dieniang played this role for the first time.

The song "Empty City Strategy" was excellent in singing and composition, and his skills amazed everyone. He became famous in Kyoto and became a famous singer and dancer.

"I got the secret book to practice martial arts and became a blockbuster. I entered the dragon pond and came out of the tiger's den, and it was refined into steel. I risked my life and death and fought in the eight wastes. I am so passionate. I am a hero. Who should ask about my low origin?" Ning Xiaoxiang hummed all the way and turned into a slum alley.

, walked around for a long time, and after confirming that no one was following him, he walked leisurely onto the avenue. His skin became whiter, his eye frames widened, the distance between his eyebrows shortened, and the bones throughout his body made a series of fine soft sounds, returning to their original appearance.<

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After returning home and taking a shower, Ning Xiaoxiang changed into white casual clothes and took two of Tianluowei's cronies to have morning tea at Jinlingchun Restaurant on the bank of the Qinhuai River.

Walking in the brilliant morning light of late spring, Ning Xiaoxiang smiled and had a gentle face. An old woman fell on the roadside, and he reached out to help her. Even though the old woman grabbed his clothes and cried that he had knocked her down, Ning Xiaoxiang

The little elephant didn't get angry, but took out a silver ingot and dismissed her with kind words.

A Tianluo Guard smiled and said: "My lord, you are in a good mood today."

Ning Xiaoxiang smiled heartily: "If you join our line of work, you should be happy when you open your eyes early in the morning and see that you are still alive." After a night of torture to extract a confession, he pried out the complete "Six Arts Royal Technique" from the young master's mouth. Although it was nothing

It is a profound method, but it is the foundation of Kong's mind in Kuaiji. For a person from a poor family like him, it is already something extraordinary, and he naturally feels happy.

"Sir, why don't you let me cut you off like a cunning bitch who repays kindness with revenge?" Another Tianluo Guard asked in confusion.

"That's not a human, it's just an old dog lingering on. Why bother with her?" Ning Xiaoxiang waved his hands and sighed softly, "She can't be a human, so she can be a dog. The hardest thing in the world is actually

It’s about being a human being.”

"My lord has long been a master."

"That's right! Compared to those pretentious disciples from aristocratic families, the real power in my hands is much stronger." The two Tianluo Guards were vying to flatter each other.

"What kind of person, Master, is he not working for His Majesty to look at the family's face? In the end, you and I are both loyal dogs."

Ning Xiaoxiang smiled, and the three of them arrived at Jinlingchun. In front of this Jiankang time-honored restaurant, people were already coming and going, and there was a long queue.

This is the rule set by Jin Lingchun. No matter how powerful you are, you have to queue up to wait for a table when you come in. The chefs here are not human beings, but gourmets who are the best in the world for their cooking skills.

Behind Jin Lingchun stands a behemoth - the Bahuang Merchant Group.

The Bahuang Merchant Group has great wealth and power, and operates restaurants, inns, brothels, dental shops, pawnshops, banks, casinos... many businesses are spread across all ethnic groups in the Bahuang, and is known as the best business group in the world.

There is some friendship between the Yu Clan and the Phoenix Queen.

Ning Xiaoxiang and the others waited for more than half an hour before the waiter ushered them to their seats and presented them with steaming towels and scented tablets.

"Crispy eel noodles, boiled shredded rice, soup dumplings, carrot cake, sauced chicken feet, lion head..." Ning Xiaoxiang ordered the refreshments familiarly, wiped his hands with a hot towel, and said, "Take a talisman."

Take a food box with your signature shrimp fried eel noodles to take away."

The waiter agreed, bent down and asked, "Sir, would you like to listen to some music?"

Just as Ning Xiaoxiang was about to refuse, a Tianluowei said: "Sir, there is a new little girl in Jinling who is a singer. Her name is Xiao Daner. Her voice is so amazing that it makes people feel itchy all over.

, as comfortable as a kitten scratching."

"That's what this guest said." The waiter also enthusiastically recommended, "Customers who have listened to Xiao Daner's singing say that it is not much worse than Zhao Dieniang back then. You may wish to listen to it, I guarantee your satisfaction."<

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Ning Xiaoxiang picked up the incense stick, took a sip, and said "hmm" noncommittally.

Not long after, an old man in his fifties, carrying a huqin on his back, led a beautiful girl aged fourteen or five to the seat, bent down deeply, and said three blessings.

"Yanren?" Ning Xiaoxiang looked at the girl's blue pupils and asked casually.

"My uncle has a keen eye, and my daughter and I are both Yan people." The old man said with a smile. He and the girl looked very similar. They both had blue eyes, high noses, sharp facial contours, and a strong look between their eyebrows.<

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"Which tribe are they from?" Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at the veins on the back of the old man's hands and asked again.

"Tuyi Tribe." The old man put down his huqin, "What song do you want to play?"

Ning Xiaoxiang hesitated for a moment, turned his head and caught a glimpse of a beautiful mural on the opposite wall. After a while, he said calmly: "The empty city plan."

The music of the piano rang out, and amidst the sound of the cloud board, Xiao Daner's figure was elegant, and her red lips lightly opened: "I am originally a lazy person from Kushui Lane..."

Ning Xiaoxiang stared at the mural. The girl in the painting was dressed in a men's robe, with her hair tied and a crown, seeming to be dancing to the melodious music. That was when Zhao Dieniang first debuted, singing "Empty City Strategy" at the Jinling Spring Block.

A painter was moved to paint it on the spot. Years later, the colorful mural became mottled, and even the girl's smart eyes were blurred.

"Who am I to ask if I am a hero because I am of low origin..."

Ning Xiaoxiang put down the tea bowl and silently agreed in his heart. Twenty years ago, he was also standing here upstairs. At that time, he was just an academy student and was bullied by disciples from aristocratic families. Hearing Zhao Dieniang sing this line,

Unable to help but burst into tears, I turned around and left.

"A strong enemy is waiting on the city tower. I strike my sword and sing loudly. Ling Yunzhi's blood flows forever and I can't finish the song. I lack a close friend in front of me."

The lingering sound of twenty years lingered gracefully, the sound of the piano was like water, and the girl in the mural had already been married. Ning Xiaoxiang smiled gently and rewarded her with a gold ingot. The father and daughter thanked her and left.
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"Keep an eye on them and arrest them for interrogation." Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at the backs of the father and daughter and said calmly.

The two Tianluo Guards were surprised: "Sir, are they coming from the wrong way?"

"The old man's muscles and bones are like iron, his finger joints are thick and convex, his breathing is rhythmic, and he has extremely superb martial arts skills. The woman's waist is nimble, her steps are light, and she has the aura of the devil." Ning Xiaoxiang picked up the bamboo chopsticks and pinched them.

I picked up a crystal clear shrimp dumpling and put it in my mouth. "They are from Yan. They speak Jiankang so well. Don't you think it's strange? They are most likely spies of Yan. The embroidery department's hand is always stretched out."

It’s very long. Don’t forget, the Mengyin Festival of the summer solstice will be in three days, and the Yu tribe will soon enter Beijing, so spies from all over the world will definitely come to join in the fun.”

"Yes." The two Tianluo Guards stood up to accept the order, and one of them said hesitantly: "Sir, if these two are not spies, wouldn't they have offended the Bahuang Merchant Group?"

Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at him lightly: "What are the principles of Tianluowei?"

"I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go." The Tianluo guard remained silent and whispered, "I understand. My lord, after interrogating them..."

"Dispose of it." Ning Xiaoxiang picked up the rune-patterned food box, walked out of the restaurant with a smile, and softly hummed the Empty City Strategy. "Ling Yunzhi's blood will flow forever, and it will be hard to finish. I lack a confidant in front of me."

The old man played the huqin very well, the girl had good stage steps and gestures, and her singing was even better.

But he is no longer the boy from the academy twenty years ago.


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