Chapter 857: Outside the Long Pavilion, by the ancient road
I don't know how long it took for the two to separate, the eldest lady's eyes were both shy and happy, and when she looked at him again, tears were already flashing.
Yang Zheng knew that he would not harden his heart and leave, and he was afraid that he would not be able to leave today, so he gritted his teeth and said: "You wait for me, when I finish dealing with this matter, I must accompany you well!"
The two women answered, their hearts were both sweet and a little melancholy.
At this moment, Fan Zhong said: "Your Highness, it's not too early, should we go?"
Yang Zheng didn't answer either, and strode away.
It didn't take long to arrive at the ferry, Yang Zheng jumped and landed steadily on the painting boat, Fan Zhong saw that his pace was steady, and this leap was not lost to himself, so he couldn't help but make a slight difference.
Yang Zheng didn't look at him, he slowly turned around and looked at Xiao Yingzhou, the whole island was shrouded in a lush jungle, green, and oily, like a piece of crystal jade flashing in a jasper plate.
At this moment, I heard a moving singing, and the singing slowly came out from the depths of Xiaoyingzhou from far and near.
Climb the lonely base and desolate, the dangerous pavilion is far away, and it is quiet in Yanzhu.
Hanging rain on the female, the male wind blows the threshold, and the heat is slightly absorbed. Gradually feel a leaf
Autumn, late cicada noise, prime business timing.
Looking at the scenery and thinking about the joy, referring to Shenjing, not the depths of the fog.
Towards this, new sorrows are easy to accumulate, and it is difficult for people to gather.
Gazing at the end of the day. Win the Soul Destroyer Speechless.
The extreme eyes are misty, the crows are scattered, and the city is twilight.
The south building drew a corner, and sent the remnant sun to go.
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When Yang Zheng heard such a moving word, who else could it be if it wasn't Li Yan'er, his heart warmed, and then he looked at the small Yingzhou, which was already hazy, but saw two beautiful figures standing on top of a long pavilion, surrounded by smoke, like illusion and reality, although he couldn't see the faces of the two clearly, but Yang Zheng knew that this song must be sung by Yan'er's girl, feeling the faint parting sorrow brought by the words, he looked down at the forget-me-not in his hand, and muttered: "Sister Yan'er, don't worry, I will not forget you?"
The painting boat gradually moved away, and Xiao Yingzhou became more and more blurred in the hazy smoke, and the singing voice that revealed a little grievance, a little reluctance, and a little melancholy also stopped, Yang Zheng looked at it blankly for a moment, but heard Fan Zhong say: "Your Highness, the wind is strong on this lake, you should go in?"
Yang Zheng nodded, and was about to turn around and get into the painting boat, but he heard another singing, the singing voice was a little different from the previous song, if the song just now was tactful, but it was sad, then this song was loud, and it was also unfamiliar, but it was sung unfamiliarly and nervously.
"It must be the eldest lady, I can't imagine that the eldest lady also sings for me?" Yang Zheng sighed in his heart, and a nameless emotion poured out of his heart, and his eyes turned a little red.
I could only hear the song singing intermittently: "Sui Di Road." Gradually day and night, dense mist grows deep trees. The cloudy and light moon is long and sandy, and it also stays in the depths of the river bridge. Ruthless paintings, don't care, smoke and waves across the front pool, wait for pedestrians, drunk and hugging heavy clothes, and ...... will return from hatred?"
The eldest lady is not proficient in singing, but today's parting like this also sang the parting love in the words, with a touch of grievance, which moved Yang Zheng's heart greatly.
Because of the old guest Jinghua, the long nestled in the sparse forest, the small threshold gathered. Ye Ye advocates the article, all know each other, and they are still used to seeing beads and singing. Now to, the fishing village water station, the night is like a year, burning incense alone. Who is it, I am bored, and the dream soul is contemplating the mandarin couple.
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Yang Zheng listened to this unmoving, but full of affectionate singing, and sighed softly: "I didn't expect that the eldest lady's affection for me is so deep, if it weren't for such the pain of parting, I'm afraid I may not know this deep affection!"
"General Fan, do you know what is the biggest pain in this world?" Yang Zheng asked with a sigh.
Fan Zhongzheng's painting boat sculls were struggling to fiddle, and after hearing this, he thought about it: " The end will not understand your love and love, and I don't understand, but when the end will come to the capital, the lady at home also sent me like this, the heart of the end of the time, is also very reluctant, I can't wait to be by her side every day, at that time the end of the general does not understand, why at this time, and then the end of the capital came, I have seen more, and I understand, this is called the pain of parting, obviously two people who miss each other, but they can't be together, this kind of pain is the most sad?"
"After parting, memories meet. General Fan said too reasonably, this pain of parting is really not something that people can bear?" Yang Zheng sighed softly, looked at it twice, and saw that in the hazy smoke, the two pretty figures were still standing still, like two Wangfu cliffs.
"Parting is bitter, but parting is not just for goodbye, it's better than saying goodbye and never meeting, speaking of which His Royal Highness is still happy, looking at the feelings of these two women for His Highness, I'm afraid they will wait for a lifetime, Your Highness only needs to do their best to deal with the big things, come back early, the joy after parting, it is also a kind of happiness?
Yang Zheng looked at Fan Zhong with some surprise, as if he knew the person in front of him for the first time, and said with a smile: "I didn't think that General Fan could say this?"
Fan Zhong smiled, his old face flushed and said, "Your Highness made fun of me, I just said it casually?"
Yang Zheng said with a smile: "Although everyone understands General Fan's words, not everyone can say them, it seems that General Fan has a deep understanding?"
Fan Zhong was praised by Yang Zheng, and his heart was overjoyed, but he smiled and said: "What do you not understand, I just saw her crying irritability every time I separated from my little lady, so I made these words, I said too much, so I thought so?"
Yang Zheng smiled, turned his head to look at the wonderful figure that had already blurred in the distance, sighed lightly, suddenly remembered something, turned around, put his hands to his mouth, formed a trumpet shape, and sang: "Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green." The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered. Life is rare to get together, only parting more. Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green. Ask you when you will go, and don't linger when you come. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered. A pot of turbidity sprinkled with all the joy, don't dream cold tonight. ……?“
This farewell song has been sung many times in my previous life, and at this time, my heart is full of parting pain, and there is an indescribable sorrow when I sing it.
Fan Zhong is a military general, and the literati's little affection and love, lingering and not understanding, and he is also extremely disdainful on weekdays, but after listening to this song, there is also a sadness in his heart, and he said: "This song is so powerful, it can hook people with the pain of parting, and if you listen to it again, I am afraid that I will cry." “
muttered twice, looked up at Yang Zheng, and saw this prince who was giggling on weekdays, at this time, there was no look of giggling on his face, but a melancholy face, and he said in his heart: "This woman is really a scourge, and in just a few days, she has turned the former prince into a sad poet?"
"Your Highness, are you alright?" asked Fan Zhong with some concern.
Yang Zheng shook his head and said, "What can I do, it's just a momentary emotion?"
Fan Zhong said: "At this time, I sighed all the way, if I sighed for a few days, what would it be?" Seeing that Yang Zheng's feelings were not high, Fan Zhong deliberately wanted to enliven the atmosphere, and suddenly said: "At the end of a few years ago, I heard a joke in the Qinglou, and now it's funny to think about it, I heard His Highness say so many things just now, and the last general will also say a paragraph to His Highness?"
Yang Zheng was really a little melancholy in his heart, and when he heard this, he said in his heart: "It's okay, a big man can't be immersed in the sorrow of parting, it's okay to listen to a joke to solve it!" Then he nodded and said, "General Fan just say it?"
Fan Zhong rarely had such a chance to express himself, so he smiled and brewed for a moment before speaking.
"An old man continues to listen to it at an advanced age, but he hears it and calls 'happy' and frequently calls 'cool'. Zi Daxi said: "My father is old, and he still has such energy, and this longevity is also." ”
"My day, isn't this a joke of dyeing, I can't imagine that General Fan, such a loyal and patriotic person, would say this?" Yang Zheng said in surprise.
Fan Zhong said: "Your Royal Highness's words are different, the last general is loyal to the monarch and patriotic, but it's not patriotic, don't tell jokes, Confucius also said that the food and color are also good?"
Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "It's the same reason?"
Seeing that his expression was a little better, Fan Zhong continued: "This joke is not over yet?"
Yang Zheng listened to it interestingly, and felt that this joke was much more clever than what he had just said, and said in a loud voice: "General Fan just said it?"
Fan Zhong vigorously stretched out the painting boat, at this time the lake was hazy, the afternoon sun shone down, the lake surface was sparkling, and the boats on the lake came and went, so lively.
Fan Zhong said: "If you look closely, you will order your wife to grab her back." ”
Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Okay, if you look at it carefully, you are ordering your wife to grab her back, and you still think that old man has such energy?"
The two of them burst out laughing, and the laughter lingered on the surface of the lake for a long time.
Yang Zheng laughed for a while, looked at Xiao Yingzhou from a distance, and didn't care whether the two people on the island could hear it or not, he clasped his hands together and shouted loudly: "Miss, Sister Yan'er, take care of yourself, I will definitely come back early!" The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire West Lake.
Xiao Yingzhou in the distance seemed to feel something, and the eldest lady looked at the painting boat of the gradually invisible figure, and muttered, "I'll wait for you to come back......?"
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