Chapter 22 The Journey of the West Mountain
"Teacher, I don't have talent. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"It doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to study and practice hard, you will definitely succeed. You can take this sheet music back and practice it, and I'll check it in two days. ”
"Teacher, I'm ......"
"Go ahead, teacher, believe in you."
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Weiyu's audition, over, Song Yu's memories of the past also stopped.
"Could it be that there is really such a thing in the world..."Waking up from old memories, Song Yu said silently.
"Teacher, what did you say?"
Weiyu thought that Song Yu was talking to her, but she didn't hear it clearly.
Song Yu looked back at Weiyu, "It's nothing." ”
"The Ninth Young Master and the Thirteenth Miss, although their talent for music and rhythm cannot be regarded as qualified, it is not completely absent. Don't be discouraged by the two of you, people always have a skill, and there is always a shortcoming. God is fair to everyone. ”
Song Yu, as an elder, taught the two.
"What are the teacher's shortcomings?"
The little brother suddenly asked, Song Yu also asked him to try playing, he refused anyway, that kind of magic sound, he didn't want to hear himself play again. At this time, when I heard Song Yu's comforting words, I thought about it, and then asked.
I don't ask anyone about my words, but after all, the little brother is a child, and Song Yu will not care about anything with a child.
"Your question is very good, and it is worth exploring by the teacher." Song Yu smiled lightly and replied.
The little brother is suspicious, what does the teacher mean by this, is his shortcomings not yet discovered?
Seeing his doubts, Song Yu continued to answer, "Find your shortcomings and make up for them, so that the shortcomings are no longer shortcomings." ”
The little brother suddenly realized.
Weiyu smiled in her heart, this Song Yu has a good way of teaching children, especially a conceited and smart little fart like the little brother.
I don't know why, obviously Weiyu didn't move, Song Yu just floated his eyes over and landed on Weiyu.
This thirteenth lady was indeed the little girl beside King Yu that day, and he had indeed seen it once, so it was not surprising that he had a sense of familiarity.
Strangely, the familiarity was so strong that it seemed to lock his attention so tightly that he couldn't leave it for a moment.
Seeing that Song Yu seemed to be in a trance, Weiyu smiled at him and tilted her head to look at him, "Is the teacher thinking about his shortcomings?" ”
Being reminded by her, Song Yu retracted his gaze and did not speak.
The sunlight outside moved overhead, and the noon acquaintance began to shout, yes, this is not the end of autumn, this is the beginning of summer.
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Yingcheng in Southern Chu has been spreading an incident recently.
Today, the king of Southern Chu is seriously ill, and the three princes who assist in handling government affairs are about to ascend to the throne.
This matter rose rapidly, spread extremely fast, and reached the ears of King Yuwang of Dongyue in less than half a month.
Holding the sunspot in one hand, and putting the other hand on his lap, he looked at the chess game in front of him, and wanted to fall, but suddenly stopped when the chess fell, "It's time to take it slowly." ”
He said softly.
Immediately he landed the chess piece in another place, looked at the current chess game, nodded with satisfaction, and then picked up the white piece, put it in the place of the talent, broke through the defense line of the side, and the white side successfully broke through and killed a territory.
"Not bad, not bad."
smiled knowingly, no longer managed this game of chess, and when he got up and was about to walk out of the study, the corner of his eye fell on a piece of wood again.
There was also a carving knife beside the wood, which had been left there for a long time, and it could be seen without looking up.
There was a moment of silence for the wood, and then he walked away.
"The prince is going to enter the palace?"
When the housekeeper saw his prince coming out of the study, he immediately followed and asked behind him.
"Prepare the horses."
Wuzhi dropped two words, threw off his sleeves and strode towards the door of the mansion.
After receiving the order, the butler trotted all the way to prepare, and he silently calculated the day in his heart, today is the death day of that person. Thinking of this, the pace under his feet became faster and faster, for fear of delaying the prince's affairs.
Without a final horse, without a retinue, to the west.
People make an appointment after dusk, and they hate to see each other late.
Since there was an additional grave on the West Mountain three years ago, the number of times he has come here has increased from once a year to twice.
One summer and one winter, one hot and one cold, it will not be boring.
Horses graze on the hillside, and the sunset is silent in the sky.
The endless pace was not as big as before he came, and he slowly walked to a tombstone.
Standing in front of the monument for a long time, never said a word, it seems that everything around has chosen to shut up for this time, not allowing noise to disturb the tranquility at this time, and leaving the word 'Fubei' on the monument, but not moving half a minute.
It was a long, long time, and the sunset finally exhausted the last shred of light, and it was not until the endless look of the night could not be seen clearly.
The breeze blew, moving the mist that obscured the moonlight.
Xu is action in the night, but I don't know when I came to another tomb, the tablet is a wordless tablet, the tomb is a three-year tomb, and the people buried in it are the people who his heart can't reach.
"You..."
After being silent for a long time, it was so difficult to make a sound.
In the end, he didn't try to make a sound again, and it was as quiet as it was before his future.
"If it is..."
He still couldn't hold back.
His eyes were unfocused, and his thoughts went back to the days three years ago after the heavy snowfall.
It should be cold, and it also chilled his heart.
"Kill her!"
He said it without thinking.
The sharp arrow pierced her heart without thinking.
She must have hated him before she died.
No, no, she had always hated him.
If yes, there are too many possibilities for 'if', and he can only choose what he wants most.
The most annoying thing is the summer, the hot atmosphere always makes his heart melt inadvertently, he doesn't like this, he doesn't like it.
The most annoying thing is the winter, every time it falls white again, it always reminds him of that day.
No, no, no longer.
After a long time, the lead-filled feet finally left.
Riding a horse up, looking back, this winter, maybe I can't come again.
"Drive!"
In the darkness of the night, an order was given.
The sound of horses' hooves never stopped.
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King Yue, who had been depressed all day, finally got good news this morning, and his chaotic eyes were unprecedentedly bright, and he immediately pressed him down.
Opportunity, finally here!
The news that the second son of the northern king of the front line became the deputy general of the party has also arrived here, and after reading the news, he changed his service to the court.
"Brother Wang looks good today." After saluting, he got up and said without end.
Although this King Yue behaved no different from usual, after learning about such a major event, he didn't believe that he would not be moved.
King Yue is indeed unable to hold back the joy in his heart, especially after being suppressed by Wuzhi for so many years, the opportunity to turn over is just around the corner, and no one can not be moved.
"Xu is second brother came to see the widow, and the widow's complexion will be better."
"It's my brother's fault that I didn't come to visit more." Salute again, as if it were really his fault that he didn't come to see him.
"Haha, my brother is polite, the government affairs are busy, and the widow also wants to thank you for assisting the widow in managing state affairs in the past few years." King Yue said with a smile, but his eyes were secretly observing the endless look.
This endless ear is really pointed, and he got the news so quickly.