No Regrets from All Directions

This book was written on a whim by the author, who just hopes to present the world he envisioned in his mind. Moreover, the author is very busy with his studies, so he cannot guarantee that the serial chapters of the book will be published after school starts. In order not to disappoint interested readers, I will briefly introduce the book in the book review area. 1. The author himself does not like to receive and comment on each other, so if readers have this idea, please think carefully before moving elsewhere. 2. If the author of this book writes a review of poor quality based on his own opinions after reading other authors' books. The author of this book does not need to return visits, comments, or collections. I write this review because I think this book is worth reading, nothing more. 3. If any interested readers feel that there are still deficiencies in many aspects after reading this book, please feel free to point them out. This book welcomes all kinds of criticisms and corrections, and posts will not be deleted. 4. I hope everyone here can communicate happily and make progress together.

Ye Qingmei's Bamboo Horse (1) Ye Qingmei's father is a very life-oriented person, and he believes in the principle of simplicity in life. Why do you say that? As his daughter, Ye Qingmei definitely has enough say. Just by her name. It is said that her old man actually gave her such a unique name because her mother loved eating green plums when she was pregnant with her. Growing up, Ye Qingmei always felt inexplicably embarrassed when she read "The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums". What makes her even more helpless is that this ancient poem seems to always appear in romance novels with a high probability. The school is a temple of love. Many children who have entered adolescence always dream of having a sweet love in this ivory tower. At a time when countless parents were worried that their children's agitation in adolescence would affect their studies, Ye Qingmei's old man was joking about why she hadn't met her Prince Charming. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have a white horse from the sky. She doesn't even have a bamboo horse that she grew up with. It's really a lack of love. Ye Qingmei feels that her father is too liberal. Unfortunately, she doesn't like the prince and has no lover. She only loves to study, and she plans to live her life together with studying.

A straight friend of mine (1) On April 1, the 14th year of Yangming in the Northern Qing Dynasty, the weather was cloudy, so it was suitable to offer sacrifices and receive gifts. Under a peach blossom tree in full bloom, a boy of about ten years old was squatting on the ground, looking at the divination he had made. After a moment, the boy smiled. His smile was like ripples in a clear spring, creating a beautiful arc. It seemed that he was very satisfied with the hexagram he had just divined. Not far from the peach tree, there was a girl in emerald green clothes sitting on a branch of an old tree not high from the ground, her calves dangling in the air from time to time. The girl has a lazy face and seems to be indifferent to everything around her. But just now she secretly looked in the direction of the peach tree where the boy was for a long time. It seems that she still cares. After seeing the hexagram, the boy thought for a while, and when he felt that everything was in order, he seemed to have made up his mind and walked towards the old tree where the girl was.

Bi Shisan, take good care of Gu Yixin (1) In the world of Shifang, there is a very famous caravan, which can be called a legend in the caravan. And there are many businessmen who are proficient in multiple languages ​​and well-informed. While they sell goods, they also indirectly become the messengers of culture and civilization of various countries. The name of the caravan leader is still known only to the core personnel, which adds a lot of mystery to the caravan. I don't know why the team leader named this caravan "Three Hearts", which has not changed for more than 20 years. There are weird things in the world, and there are also people who have nothing to do. As time passed, many people became curious about the name of this legendary caravan. Not only outsiders, but also some merchants who have been in the caravan for a few years are curious even if they don't show it on their faces. Why can other caravans that are not as powerful as our own have names like "Wealth and Prosperity" and "Prosperous Wealth", but our own caravan's name only has two words that have nothing to do with business. However, most people still agree with this name, at least it has more charm than those names that reveal the atmosphere of money-obsessed people. Doesn't it say in ancient books that if the three minds are not purified, it will be difficult to eliminate the water, and if a thought does not generate gold, it will be easy to transform. As a legendary caravan that can travel around the world for many years to communicate and trade, and has endured for a long time, it is not necessary to keep in mind the business philosophy of "no greed, hatred and ignorance". When people said that the mysterious team leader who saw the dragon but never saw its end accidentally heard this rumor one day, he was quite impressed by the person who took the trouble to come up with this saying to round out such a weird name as "Three Hearts". However, he didn't think much about choosing this name. She just wanted to be with her name and let the person who ran away from the battle know that she would always be waiting for her. After looking at the woman in the room who was bargaining with Kaixin Grain Merchant, Bi Shisan felt that luckily he finally waited for her. The clothes are not as good as new, and the people are not as good as before. Gu Yixin, do you know that Bi Shisan likes you very much, likes you very much.

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，（）      ， Looking at the teenagers in front of the waterfall, he felt like an old woman who had to worry about everything. Thinking back to a year ago, he was still a free man in the world who had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry. His own legends are spread everywhere in the world of Shifang, and countless people worship him. But now, he has almost given up all his false reputation, and he still carries a wanted order on his body, traveling around the world with this group of naughty children who are almost a year younger than him. If you say it, you will definitely be hurt by your friends. Thinking like this, Mo Youqian also showed a happy smile after seeing their smiling faces. That's all, if it weren't for them, I might still be wandering around in a daze. In the final analysis, rather than protecting them, it is better to say that they saved themselves. On the other side of the waterfall, there are two figures standing in front of a dilapidated monument, seemingly puzzled. Among them, a young man in black uniform touched the boy next to him with his hand. The boy looked several years younger than him. The young man in black said: "Xiao hope, do you recognize the words on this?" The boy shook his head, with an even more annoyed look on his face. He said gloomily: "Brother Ruofeng, I don't recognize it, but my mother once said that she has taught me all the languages ​​in Mushu, so there is no reason why I don't recognize it?" Seeing Xiao Xi's puzzled look, the boy in black named "Brother Ruofeng" turned his head and looked at the girl in white enjoying the beautiful scenery of the waterfall not far away. He scratched his head and shouted sheepishly: "... Master Tianluo, I have something to ask you." The girl in white still maintained her posture of admiring the waterfall, and said with a chuckle: "My dear disciple, what can I do to help you?" "There is a broken stele with inscriptions here, and Xiaoxi and I don't recognize the words on it. So..." "Okay, let me come and take a look." After Tianluo came to the two of them, she looked at it for a moment and muttered: "Why is this." Looking at the expectant eyes of the two people beside him, Tianluo said: "This is a stone tablet that records events. It seems to be thousands of years old. There is a story recorded on it."

One day in the spring of the sixth year of the Apocalypse in the Kaixin Empire, the proprietress of the Wangyou Tavern got up early for the first time. Seeing that the proprietress of the house, who most of the time stayed up until midnight and never got up until the sun was on her buttocks, was acting so abnormally today, the tavern's cashier found it strange. It was rare to see Song Xiao getting up early. Uncle Luo teased his little boss lady: "Xiao girl, why are you willing to get up early today? Don't you usually say that early risers get eaten by birds?" Knowing that Mr. Accountant was trying to tease him in a different way, Song Xiao replied not to be outdone: "Uncle, you always say that the early bird catches the worm. I will try to be a little bird today to see if I can catch the worm." But after all, Song Xiao did not stop. She walked through the lobby and went straight to the wine cellar next to the backyard. After holding a jar of wine, she returned to the slightly deserted lobby.                  ，，， Then, he poured a large glass of wine into the prepared wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and then poured another glass. Just when Uncle Luo, who was standing at the counter not far away, thought she was going to quit drinking to relieve her worries, Song Xiao picked up the wine glass and spilled the wine on the ground. Looking at the girl whose face was slightly red from drinking, the old man looked at her with concern, but he didn't know where to start. Although my boss lady is eccentric, she never gets drunk after a thousand drinks. This glass of wine seems to have great stamina. After pouring the wine, Song Xiao noticed Uncle Luo's concerned gaze and waved his hand to indicate it was nothing. After sealing the wine jar again, she suddenly said in a confused manner: "Uncle Da Luo, I know a little about your accounting business, but you seem to know very little about me, the proprietress. Today, I have wine and a story. Do you want to hear me tell a story?" Uncle Luo looked at the lobby where no guests had come in yet, nodded, and said: "I would like to hear the details. It seems that this story is a bit sad. Old man, I can still keep it secret."

I am still the same person I used to be (1) The ten years since the apocalypse of the Kaixin Empire are destined to be a year of uncertainty and changes. That year, the demons invaded, the war between humans and demons broke out, Kaixin gave birth to a sword master, the saint of the Northern Qing Dynasty appeared, and the heart of the spiritual fire disappeared. Good things and bad things that have not happened in recent decades seem to have been concentrated in this short year. In such a chaotic era, the people of Shifang World were confused. They are rootless duckweeds in troubled times, floating in the wind. They can only move forward little by little in the torrent of the times. Fortunately, they met a hero who saved them.  Every person who stands up in the face of severe situations can be called a "hero". The Apocalypse Warriors are like a light descending from the darkness, using their bodies to defend their beloved country and people. The battle lines stretched from the spring of the tenth year of the Apocalypse to the early autumn of the eleventh year, and the year-and-a-half-long war between humans and demons finally came to an end. As the main battlefield, the Kaixin Empire achieved a tragic victory after losing countless people with lofty ideals and talents. Historians recorded the last tragic war in the Major Events of the Apocalypse, which was known as the "Sucheng Holy War" in history. During this holy war, the goddess of protection of the Kaixin Empire unfortunately died, and nine out of ten warriors from the warrior group also left. Only three of the five main combatants returned in triumph.                                                                                                                            The sword master who repeatedly performed extraordinary feats on the battlefield, and several times worked with the goddess Xia Yu to save Kaixin and the sword master in the water and fire, but disappeared after the death of the goddess. In the next ten years, he never appeared again. But a hero will never be forgotten. His legend is still spread in the streets and alleys of Shifang World and will last forever. One day in the first year of Kaixin's reign, in a teahouse on the border of Kaixin. A girl with exquisite and gorgeous clothes turned her head to look at the slovenly dressed person behind her after listening to the jihad story that the storyteller had just finished. Then he pulled the black-lettered boy next to him who was still immersed in the story, and whispered in his ear: "Doujiao, although I can't see the face of that storyteller clearly, but I know that something he just said is wrong. Do you want to hear it?" The young man was a little unhappy after being abruptly pulled back from fantasy to reality. But when he thought about the young lady with too much money in front of him, he wanted something from her, and he still had a little... Thinking of this, he nodded and asked in a low voice: "Miss who has too much money, what is it?" After saying that, he regretted it. The girl was originally pleased with the boy's "knowledge of current affairs", but when she heard the words "too much money", she became angry. Do you really think she doesn't know where this title came from? Half a month ago, when he and Mo You accidentally said that they were "foolish and rich", she almost didn't release a few wind blades on the spot to let them have a vigorous "refreshing" trip in this spring and flower-scented season. After pinching the boy's back in several places, the girl's anger finally subsided. She started the topic again and said with a smile: "I guess nine times out of ten, the sword master is not the handsome man as the storyteller said, but a slovenly uncle." After finishing speaking, she looked at the person behind her and gave him a joking look. The girl seemed to do it on purpose, and the man happened to hear what she said. I saw him saying proudly: "I am still the same me, without any change, as handsome as ever." For some reason, the guests sitting around did not hear their conversation. The young man who had been watching the two men's speeches all the time was also confused. Could it be that these two people suddenly had a funny brain? He touched his head, looked at the man behind him and asked: "Uncle Mo, what kind of riddle are you and Qian, uh, Miss Tianluo playing? I understand what you are saying, but when you put it together, I don't understand it at all." "Humph, you just can't figure it out based on your brain." After saying something, the girl left the teahouse and walked towards the Ke Lai Restaurant opposite. The man looked at the confused young man and said: "Ruofeng, don't guess what girls are thinking, they all have the same temperament. Come, I will teach you my many years of experience." The young man named Ruofeng said in his heart: "Hey, that's not what I asked!"

()        ""， Just after she swallowed her drink with difficulty, the customer saw the young landlady in front of him with surprise written all over her face, and his heart beat loudly. So the guest held Song Xiao's hand with a rosy face, and asked in a tone that was mixed with disbelief and a little understanding: "Could it be that you were one of the one hundred and eighty confidants in his mouth?" "Yes, he likes to drink, and you know how to make wine. In this way, it makes sense for you to become close friends..."  Song Xiao quietly took out his hand that was still with the guest, gently comforted the poor man who was hurt, and quickly explained: "Miss Ai Qing, you are overthinking, there is absolutely nothing happened between me and that "unfeeling prodigal" of Lao Shizi. Nothing before, and nothing since. It's just that the name of your heartless man is the same as the name of a friend I know." Ai Qing cried for a long time. Before entering the store, her big, watery eyes turned into peaches, and her face became flushed from crying for a long time. But even so, she is still beautiful, and it is easier to arouse the protective desire of others. Being stared at suspiciously by the beauty next to her, even though Song Xiao was open-minded, she might still be a bit overwhelmed by this attitude. Therefore, in order to completely dispel Ai Qing's doubts and preserve his innocence, Song Xiao continued: "The friend I know cannot be the heartless prodigal you met. He was only twelve years old ten years ago, and he was extremely shy. When he talked to strange girls, his face would turn red, and he would not even be able to speak properly." At this point, Ai Qing was embarrassed to look at Song Xiao again. She lowered her head, holding the hem of her skirt in her hands, and whispered: "Sorry, boss lady, I was rude just now. But, I didn't mean to do that. Just, when I thought that you might know him, I, I just..." Ai Qing's voice became lower and lower, and finally she started crying again. She cried and said: "I really love him. For him, I rejected the engagement at home and ran to find him alone, wanting to go to my house with him to propose marriage. However, he actually told me that he didn't really love me, he just liked the feeling of being with me." As he spoke, it was back to the beginning. Ai Qing leaned against Song Xiao, who looked even more petite than her, and cried. And Song Xiao was like a sister, patting her back gently and comforting her in a low voice: "It's over, it's over. If I meet that heartless man, he must pay the price for what he did." At first, this behavior, just as a bystander, sounds indignant. How can I let such a scumbag go when I meet him. Secondly, this heartless prodigal actually had the same name as her good friend, which completely ruined Fang Yu's reputation. That boy who blushed and was shy just talking to a girl, I still had to help him vent his anger. However, one day, when Song Xiao saw the so-called heartless prodigal with her own eyes, she was stunned. Why is it that the man in front of me, who is flirting with several girls, drinking and having fun, looks a lot like Fang Yu when he was a child? It's like Fang Yu who has grown up!

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，（）      It is said that when the ancestors of the villagers first came to this isolated seaside, they saw a huge fish that they had never seen before swimming slowly in Noah's Sea. As if to welcome guests from afar, a water column like a fountain erupted from the top of the big fish's head, and then dived into the sea. Since then, no one has seen the big fish again. However, the legend of the big fish in the Noah Sea is still passed down among the villagers. The Noah Sea is located in the extreme north of the Shifang World. It is very large and many sea areas are frozen all year round. Only the more southerly sea area does not freeze all year round, but the sea water is much colder than elsewhere. However, for this reason, the fish caught in the nearby waters have delicate meat, excellent taste, and high value. And because every summer, several caravans pass by here, going to Beiqing to exchange supplies. Therefore, most of the people in Lengji Village rely on "begging for the sea" to make a living. They have no worries about food and clothing, and they can be regarded as relying on water. It is summer now, and most of the people in Lenggi Village have gone out to sea to fish. But at this moment, the sound of boys and girls talking came from a house. "Hey, Miss, you have too much money, please listen to Brother Mo and stay here well, okay?" A young man in black uniform said almost condescendingly to the girl in front of him. "No. Why are Mo Youqian and Sister Xia allowed to go fishing at the beach, but not me? Humph, don't think that I don't know his wishful thinking. He just wants to be alone with Sister Xia." The girl who spoke looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her moon-white dress with silver threads on her body made her skin color like snow. The girl refers to the word "fair lady", but her temperament is not quite ladylike. The young man seemed unable to deal with this eloquent girl, so he turned his head and looked at the third person in the room. The third man looked a little older than the two of them, but after he met the young man's eyes asking for help, he waved his hand, indicating that he could not help. The girl who noticed that the young man was trying to find helpers to stop her said angrily: "Jing Ruofeng, will you go with me to see the sea? If you don't want to, just tell me, I will go alone." "Go, go, Miss Tianluo. I'll go, I'll just go. But you'd better put on your cloak, so as not to be blown by the sea breeze later. You said you had to see that big fish, but people in the village said it was just a legend." After Jing Ruofeng helped Tianluo tie the cloak, he started muttering again, but Tianluo glared at him and shut up obediently. After the two were ready, Jing Ruofeng asked the other person just now: "Senior Brother Yin, do you want to go with us?" The man shook his head and replied with a smile: "I won't go, I will stay at home to look after the door. If we all leave, if things are stolen, we will have to drink from the northwest." "Okay, thank you for your hard work, senior brother." After receiving the reply, he stopped pressing and followed Tianluo towards the seaside. After the two of them walked away, the man named "Senior Brother Yin" walked out of the house, found a bench in the yard to sit down, and said to himself: "The young lovers are going out to play, why should I join in the fun. Ye Qingmei is right, there must be a light bulb when there are three people together."

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No one is immune to the ups and downs of life (1) No matter how much he thinks about it, Tianluo can't figure out why the thoughts in people's hearts are always so elusive. Why are some people so different at different times and under different circumstances? On a sunny day, Mo Youqian and his party temporarily stopped their journey and rested in Mengshui City. After Tianluo saw unreasonable people and things again, she doubtfully asked the eldest person in the team a question that had puzzled her for a long time. "Uncle Mo, why do I always feel that those people just now, um, have something wrong with their heads?"

The legendary life of Thiefangla (1) The world of Shifang is vast and rich in resources. It has not only given birth to many outstanding figures, but also produced many strange "celebrities". Among these many "celebrities", the one who is most cheerful after dinner is the legendary thief-Stealing Vagla. This thief is not ordinary. He is not the kind of thief who robs the rich, gives to the poor, and walks away after the incident. Instead, he appears in people's field of vision in another way. (To this day, his famous sayings are still inspiring many people to rush out and struggle to reach the threshold of signing a contract.) "It is impossible to work, and it is impossible to work in this life. I don't know how to do business, so I can only maintain such a life by stealing this kind of thing." Even after being imprisoned several times, he still made an astonishing statement, saying: "Going to the prison feels like going home. Everyone in there is talented, and they speak well. I really like being there." It is rumored that "Stealing Wagra" is not his real name. It can only be verified that his surname is Zhou, and everyone in the world calls him Zhou.        (，)， There was another "wave" in the world. For a time, most people in the family were in danger. After all, Siwagla has always liked to steal Zianping, and only Zianping. Speaking more seriously, he was so focused on the joy of stealing the cushion that he was fascinated. To put it mildly, his stealing ability can only be used secretly. He can't steal the valuable things, and the worthless things can't maintain his livelihood. After much thought, it was still best for him to steal the cushion. This time, the legendary pirate "Stealing Wagra" has returned to the world. To others, it is just more talk about the dragon gate formation. But for ordinary families who have cushions at home, a haze of worry arises in their hearts. There was once a woman who had her mattress stolen. She cried loudly where the mattress was originally placed. It was one of the few valuable items in her home. There are also many families who have suffered from the murderous hands of someone around them, which has made the already poor families even worse. Therefore, this kind of legendary character can only be written about in operas and notebooks. It is better not to have similar characters appear in real life. After Stealing Wagla came out, he accidentally met Mo Youqian and his group. I know what will happen next, and I will fill in the gaps after a long, long time.

I was not born before you were born, but I am already old when you were born (1) When Sheng Hanyan and Xiao Xian first knew each other's existence, Sheng Hanyan was twenty-four years old and Xiao Xian was sixteen years old. The two of them met in a competition held privately by [Ruomu Ruosen] to make friends through literature. The conditions for participating in this competition are very simple. Each contestant only needs to submit an article he has written to the sub-competition area of ​​his or her region within the specified time. With generous bonuses and a low registration threshold, people signed up enthusiastically like crucian carp crossing a river. What is even more astonishing is that there are actually more than a thousand people participating in the competition in Leyou City and Mengshui City. It can be said that it is neck-to-neck among all the cities in the Kaixin Empire, far exceeding the number of people in other cities. With more people, the competition will naturally be more intense. After three months of selection and assessment, the top players in each city were finally revealed. Among the thirty-six people who won in the end, there are three people who are most talked about.       ，—— The other two are Xiao Xian from Leyou City, who is only sixteen years old and the youngest among the thirty-six people; and Sheng Hanyan from Mengshui City, who is twenty-four years old and the only woman among the thirty-six people.