Fifteen years later. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Da Chu. Kyoto.

The second day of February, the auspicious day when the dragon raises its head.

Just after midwinter, a slight spring breeze blows, Mo Dao warms up, and the cold dew is in early spring.

The moon bridge at noon, shrouded in spring, is just the warmth of the ocean, meet today's auspiciousness, on the bridge and under the bridge, the voices of people are boiling, lively and extraordinary.

Especially last night, a spring rain, everything recovered, a few pear trees and apricot trees by the river, bloomed white or pink stamens, mixed with the freshness of the young leaves of the willow tree, the slightest into the nose, can not help but feel relaxed.

This area is the favorite place for celebrities and nobles in Kyoto, where you can relax, go on a spring outing, have fun, and talk about love.

So today, looking at the surroundings, there are beautiful scenery, beauties, scenery and people, complementing each other, like a beautiful picture, which makes people unbearable to blaspheme.

However, by the river at the bottom of the bridge, there is a scenery that destroys the harmony, and the passing crowd sees it, all sighing, but helpless.

I saw a silver-shirted young man, leaning on the willow tree behind him, lying on the lawn rudely, his upturned Erlang's legs trembled, and he still chattered a small willow branch in his mouth, his narrow phoenix eyes, slightly half-squinted, leisurely enjoying the good time of the afternoon.

On the bluestone path on the left and right, there are charming and pretty women with rouge and pink delicacy passing by, the incense wafts into the nose, the young man frowned, and muttered to himself, "The forest flowers are wet with swifts, and the water wattles are long with wind and green." ”

The words fell, the willow branch was suddenly snatched away, the young man had nothing in his mouth, he sighed melancholy, and said lazily, "Offshore, master, I was so hungry that I haven't eaten for three days, just point to the willow branch to satisfy my hunger, if you don't save enough money for the coffin, just ...... it for the time being" He opened his eyes and pointed to the broken willow branch in the hand of the young man who suddenly appeared on his side, and his crimson lips evoked a joking laugh.

"Wouldn't it be a waste to buy a coffin?" The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were cold, he threw the willow branch casually, bent down and clasped the young man's arm, made a slight effort, pulled the young man, and met the young man's eyes that wanted to beat him, he raised his lips and said: "If you don't go back to Jingwang's Mansion, I'm afraid you won't even have a share of the leftovers!" ”

The young man's eyebrows suddenly colded, "Hmph, if he doesn't come to me, I won't go back!" ”

"There is a banquet in King Jing's palace, can you get out of the way?" Offshore eyes, slightly softer.

The boy flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Looking at the young man from the shore and going to the moon bridge, he didn't have any intention of returning to King Jing's mansion, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly caught up, "Changge, King Jing has actually returned to the palace, but ......"

Before he could say the rest, the silver-shirted boy had disappeared, and he rode away on a snow-white horse......

The shore stood in place, pursed his lips for a long time, and looked out of his mind.

……

"Phew—"

Changge's horse stopped in front of the red lacquer gate of King Jing's Mansion, he turned over and dismounted neatly, and the guards greeted him and saluted respectfully, "Little boy!" ”

"Bring your prince's white horse in, and then bring out my black egg." Changge put his hands around his chest, his chin raised, his phoenix eyes stared at the door, and said coldly.

"Little boy, King Jing has an order, if you return, you will go to see the prince immediately. If you don't go......" The guard pointed to the four guards outside the gate with an ugly expression, and continued with a sad face, "The minions will cut off their own heads and give them to the little boy as a ball!" ”

The corners of Changge's lips lifted, as if he was smiling, "Huh? Isn't that just right, I just wanted to make a few rattan balls to play, I didn't expect King Jing to be so kind, then thank you! ”

"Little Boy ......"

The four guards knelt down after "plopping", wanting to cry without tears, why every time the little boy was angry with King Jing, they were the ones who were unlucky......

Changge ignored it, turned his head and took a big stride, his thin body stiffened.

"You're eighteen, how long are you going to mess around?"

A stern voice suddenly sounded from behind, Changge stagnantly walked for a moment, turned to look at the comer, his eyes were stubborn and firm, he said, "I may have been messing around before, but this time...... I'm serious! ”