People are similar every year, but they are different from year to year. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It was the middle of winter again, Chu Yunxi sat in front of the bookcase, and changed the two most famous sentences of Zhang Ruoxu's Spring River Flower and Moon Night.

Chu Yunxi put down the brush in his hand, supported it with one hand, looked past the bamboo curtain, and looked fixedly at a pear blossom branch in the yard. The pear blossom branch was folded by Chu Yunxi from under the pear tree in front of her mother's courtyard, and after coming to Shunan, she inserted the carefully preserved pear blossom branch directly opposite the quadrangular pavilion, Chu Yunxi looked at the flower branch attentively, as if the flower branch was connected to another time and space, as long as you feel it with your heart, you can see the winter at the end of Chang'an. She imagined the winter in Chang'an, the cold north wind, the cold air, the dancing white snow, compared to the harshness of the northern winter, the south is much gentler, the winter in southern Shu is euphemistic and subtle, there is neither cold wind nor snowfall, the weather is humid and slightly cold, like a docile girl, dare not have the slightest transgression.

The winter in Shunan accommodates the harmony and has no character, which makes people lose their former interest.

In the four-cornered pavilion, Chu Yunxi's bored thoughts fluttered, and the solemn sound of hitting the wooden fish came at the right time, shattering her sweet dreams. That's the homework that white buckwheat must do every day.

She heard the chanting in her heart like water, and sighed deeply. Since Bai Qiao came back, she hasn't seen anyone for three days in a row, and she only locks herself in her room every day, and no one knows what she's doing.

Three days later, the door of her room opened, Chu Yunxi went in and saw that it was like a nunnery, an incense burner table, offering a white jade Guanyin, wooden fish prayer beads, futon Buddhist scriptures, Bai Qiao was dressed in plain clothes like a young woman in mourning, solemnly and slightly indifferent instructed her daughter: "Yun'er, since the day I left the Chu family, your father has gone in my heart, I will eat fast and pray for Buddha every day in the future, pray for your father's blessing, don't bother me if there is nothing important, you also have to keep filial piety for your father, from tomorrow onwards, you only need to wear white clothes and white skirts." , I want you to wear linen and filial piety for your father. ”

Chu Yunxi began to feel funny when he heard this, obviously his father lived a good life in Chang'an, but when he thought about it later, he was full of sadness, his mother was a little delirious because of excessive sadness, and the more ridiculous and grotesque her behavior was, the more it could show that her heart was miserable and desolate. She was a very filial person, and although this method was quite disrespectful to her father, it did not disobey her after all, and it was only painful to wake up a person who was intoxicated with a fantasy she had compiled. She also learned from her mother, just dressed in white every day, without powder, without makeup, which made her elegant and pure temperament.

Others can still be the only Bai Qiao who was furious when he heard about this, and ran to reason with Bai Qiao, Bai Qiao jumped like thunder here, but Bai Qiao always ignored her faint love to answer, Bai Qiao was very angry with her attitude, leaving only a green cloth burden for her niece, and ran away without a trace in a fit of anger.

Bai Biao's heart is pure, not stained by the world, he is middle-aged, but he still can't learn to compromise and be smooth, and his heart is still as fanatical and impulsive as a teenager. Although the two brothers and sisters are still moving, they are the same stubbornness in their bones, and no one can persuade them.

Chu Yunxi sighed at the burden, curious Biyin was in a hurry to untie it to see what treasure Bai Biao had left behind, but it was naturally a big disappointment for her, but she really got the treasure. There was a sword and a book of swords in it. The scabbard of the sword is crystal clear, and when it is illuminated by the sun, it is full of colors, she draws the sword, at first glance it is thought to be a flexible silver ribbon, everyone has never seen such a soft sword, the sword body is only two fingers wide, can be bent at will, swing the hilt, but see the tip of the sword tremble, the sound of the sword is high-pitched like a girl's delicate singing voice, when it is low, it is like the mournful wail of an abandoned woman, very tactful to hear, as if this sword is not a sharp weapon used to kill people but a musical instrument used to please people.

Chu Yunxi held a strange sword in his hand, and for a moment of itching in his heart, he turned around and moved in the courtyard and waved it arbitrarily, and under the dance, the doubts in his heart opened, it turned out that this sword seemed to be soft and vulnerable on the outside, but in fact it was tough, and there was a force in the sword body, as if the cadre Mo Xie cast the sword with his soul, and with this sword to fight against the opponent, it could play a confusing role. Opponents often take this sword lightly as soon as they see it, but they don't know that deliberately showing weakness is actually hiding its edge, and the arrogant soldiers will be defeated. Then appreciate carefully, this sword blade is thin, moving with the hand, light and dexterous, such as a murmuring trickle when it is gentle, and like a rolling turbid wave when it is fast. For example, the flow of water is another major feature of it, flowing water spreads all over the earth, nourishes all things, the character is noble, and the flowing water is not rotten, pervasive, once the enemy is covered by the sword qi, it will be like a water net spreading, there is no way to advance or retreat. She clenched the hilt of her sword, full of pride, and couldn't help but praise it, and put her sword away, only to feel refreshed.

She put the sword back into the scabbard, and Bai Biao, who couldn't wait, opened the sword book, but the first page of the sword book was sandwiched by a letter from him. Although he quarreled with Bai Qiao, the letter still instructed Chu Yunxi to take care of his mother, and the letter mentioned that he would go to the border to find a famous doctor to treat the mother and daughter.

When it comes to famous doctors, Chu Yunxi immediately thinks of the famous Xinglin family in Shunan-Lin family. But she saw a name on the letter that was not unfamiliar - Ji Zheng.

Bai Biao has a strange temperament, has his own set of preferences, and acts arbitrarily like a child, it is not easy to become a close friend with him, and there are many falling outs. She had asked her mother about the feud between her uncle and her father. Bai Qiao sighed melancholy and told her: Bai Qiao had apprenticed with her uncle Chu Zhonglian when she was a teenager, although she was not from the same school, but she was also a close friend, and it was precisely because of the close relationship between the two that her parents had the opportunity to meet. Later, the two also became colleagues, but for some ulterior reasons, Bai Biao suddenly wanted to cut off his robe with Chu Zhonglian. At that time, Bai Qiao and Chu Yilian had just made a relationship, and the two families were in trouble. Their brother and sister almost broke off their family ties because of this, and Bai Biao also hated the Chu family because of this. Chu Zhonglian was born as a military general and had a dull personality, and it was difficult for the dog blood sprayer who was scolded by him to fight back. Luo Gang, a mutual friend of the two of them, also came to persuade him, but he also broke off contact angrily.

Luo Gang is a famous swordsmith, wandering in the northwest border all the year round, known as the "****** sword". Later, Chu Zhonglian pacified the rebellion of the Baifang clan in Youzhou, and he also fought with him as the vanguard of the Tiansheng army. He has refined countless weapons in his life, and the most proud of them are knives and swords. The acacia sword in her hand is his masterpiece, and there is a knife that Bai Biao has been carrying behind him all the year round. The love is heavy, hard, black and deep, as if the determination is ruthless when the love is broken; Acacia, light and dexterous, bright and translucent, as if the feelings are lingering. A knife and a sword, lovesickness for attack, slashing for defense, and the use of it is more powerful.

In addition, another of his irreversible friends is Ji Zheng, a traveling monk, who is called a madman. Bai Biao often misses him. This person was originally a child of a rich family, and he was also a medical heirloom, he was high-spirited when he was young, and he also fought with Lin Chang, which was rumored to be a good story. However, his fate was also bumpy, his newlywed wife conspired with others, and his family wealth was scattered, he was exiled to a foreign land, and he became a monk when he was desperate. I thought that I could be free from the world, but unfortunately it backfired, Buddhism is pure, and it is not a place to leave the world, and he later turned to Taoism as a Taoist priest, who knows that the view is also a place to hide filth and dirt. His temperament changed dramatically by this blow, and he went crazy all day long, and he was dressed in tatters, and everyone called him a madman. At first, he was arguing with others, but later he realized that there are many things in the world that are reversed, so why bother arguing about the short and long. However, this person is not only proficient in medical and martial arts, but his weapon is even more different, not one of the eighteen kinds of weapons, but a dilapidated big pu fan, he later mixed in southern Tibet, YN area for a long time, and also has a lot of research on the local poison Gu making technique.

And his opponent in medicine, Lin Chang, had the opposite fate. When the two met, the Ji family was thriving, but the Lin family was already in decline, and it happened to be their respective wives who changed their fate. Lin Chang's wife, Chen Ping, is smart and capable, and more far-sighted. Lin Chang's sister entered the palace for several years and was not favored by the emperor, but with Chen Ping's advice and help, Concubine Lin Shu successfully climbed up to Gu Guifei, and with the power of the Gu family, she won the favor of the emperor, gave birth to Li Tan, the seventh highness, and was promoted to concubine, becoming one of the four concubines in the harem after Guifei. The Lin family also took advantage of the trend and became the first family in Shunan in one fell swoop.

Bai Biao has been gone for a year or two without news, Ji Zheng's whereabouts are strange and mysterious, and he can be found overnight. Chu Yunxi was not in a hurry, and only concentrated on practicing this sword technique. She got up early every day and practiced diligently, for fear of disappointing Bai Biao's good intentions.

The sword spectrum is composed of three parts with a total of eighteen styles, Chu Yunxi vaguely noticed that something was wrong when he practiced to the eighth style, there was no mistake in the sword moves he practiced, and there was no mistake in the body and footwork he practiced, but when she completed the eight sword skills in one go, the entire sword technique path had deviated from the original meaning of the sword spectrum, so that the power of many moves was not brought into play. Although she danced a lovesick sword in a chic and elegant, as ethereal as a walk in the clouds, she has never been able to show the true meaning of the lovesick swordsmanship, unable to show the lingering sympathy in the lovesickness, poignant and sad through the sword moves, she is not **** at this time, her heart is like glass, bright like the moon, it is really difficult to understand Bai Ao's emotional work.

This swordsmanship is a portrayal of Bai Biao's experience when she was young, where can she know the reason for this, and it is inevitable that she will not be able to put herself in Bai Biao's position to comprehend Bai Ao's state of mind at that time. She thought hard but couldn't get the gist of it, so she had to continue practicing according to her own understanding, and wait for Bai Biao to come back and ask for advice.

In the evening and dusk, Biyin and Lu Yan were supposed to serve Chu Yunxi to bathe as usual, but Biyin was greedy at noon and ate her stomach, and she was lying on the bed to recuperate at this time, so she begged Qing Yin to serve on her behalf.

Qing Chun pushed away the marble white bi in the middle of the quadrangular pavilion, revealing a square pool with four walls as white as jade, the warm water in the pool is drawn from the hot springs in the mountains, Lu Yan put down the bamboo curtain and curtain, and saw that she was still standing in the courtyard holding the acacia sword in one hand and the sword book in the other, there were words in her mouth, and the tip of the sword pointed in the air, and she couldn't help but laugh in her heart, this young lady is really not crazy and can't survive, once she learns something, she even thinks about eating and sleeping, when she learned to paint, she is like this, and now even a sword is like this, I really don't know how much effort she has put into it, and she can endure it like this, but I'm afraid that one day she will have to boil it out. Thinking like this, Lu Yan only felt a tightness in her heart, and suddenly a trace of uneasiness and panic appeared.

Qing Chun packed up her things and called Lu Yan, Lu Yan just stood there stunned, as if someone had clicked on the acupoint, Qing Chun felt strange in her heart, walked behind her and patted her: "What do you think?" ”

Lu Yan was startled as if she had just woken up from a big dream, and said in a panic: "Oh, it's nothing. Then he beckoned to Chu Yunxi and said, "Miss, stop practicing, come and take a bath." ”

Chu Yunxi replied: "Just come." Reluctantly, he put the sword and the sword book on the table in the quadrangular pavilion.

Qing Chun served Chu Yunxi to undress, she was at the mercy of a puppet, and her mind was still on the sword spectrum, like an out-of-body body. Her blouse fell to the ground to reveal the white jade-like shoulders, Qing Chun turned around to untie her belt, and her eyes fell on Chu Chu's right shoulder unexpectedly, only to see a red plum tattooed on her snow-white smooth shoulder, the plum branch ran diagonally through the right shoulder, vigorous and heavy, the red plum blossom on the branch was as delicate as fire, and the color was gorgeous and dazzling, but this red plum was reflected in Qing Ulva eyes as if it was dripping with blood, which was shocking. This time, it was Lu Yan's turn to push Qing Chun and said, "Don't stand stupidly, Miss should catch a cold." Only then did she come to her senses and untie the rest of her clothes.

Lu Yan and Qing Chun took turns to wipe Chu Yunxi's body, and Lu Yan whispered to Qing Chun: "Were you scared just now, I was also startled when I first saw the plum blossom tattoo on Miss's body, I have never seen such a realistic tattoo, this plum blossom tattoo is like a living on Miss, and I have never seen such a bright and bright red, I really don't know what kind of red this is, cinnabar or rouge?" ”

Qing Chun shook her head and said thoughtfully, "I look like blood." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yan let out a low cry, shrank back and frowned, "It seems to be a bit similar." ”

Chu Yunxi turned a blind eye to the conversation between the two of them, intoxicated in her own thoughts wholeheartedly, roaming in a beautiful dream woven for her by Bai Biao, she, an ignorant girl, was still young and didn't know what it was, but she accidentally came into contact with this psychedelic world for the first time in a wonderful and unpredictable way, she didn't even know what it was, she could only use her somewhat naïve and immature but intelligent and sensitive heart to capture the erratic and incomprehensible feelings. She felt like a small bamboo raft floating in the human growth river, in the past years flowing by her side and dragging her forward is the family relationship between her mother and uncle, is the sisterhood with the second sister, is the father-daughter relationship that seems to have existed in the memory, but now she seems to have entered an unknown sea area, the current here is something she has never seen, she is confused and panicked, but she is at a loss.

After bathing, Chu Yunxi sat at the table, stunned, here Qing Xuan held a peach wood comb in one hand and a bronze mirror in the other, ready to comb her hair, and Lu Yan held a cup of jasmine osmanthus tea on a tray and slowly entered the quadrangular pavilion from the courtyard.

With a "bang", the colored porcelain teacup fell on the table, and the slightly yellowed tea in the blue spilled, and the tea poured like soldiers scattered on the battlefield to cover the sky, and they scattered and gradually surrounded the sword spectrum. Lu Yan fell to the ground with a painful face, rubbing her feet with one hand and supporting the ground with the other, humming "oops, oops" in her mouth. Chu Yunxi and Qing Chun looked back in unison when they heard this, their eyes were completely attracted by Lu Yan, and they didn't even notice the critical situation on the table.

Chu Yunxi hurriedly stood up, bowed down and slowly helped Lu Yan up, seeing her face in pain, he asked with concern: "How is it, is there anything wrong, did you fall hard?" As he spoke, he helped her sit down until she had just sat down in the chair.

Lu Yan smiled reluctantly: "It's okay"

Qing Chun saw that Lu Yan was fine, she was relieved a lot, turned around and busied her, she put the bronze mirror on the table and blurted out: "It's not good" reached out and hurriedly snatched the sword book that had been soaked in a cup of tea.

The bottom page of the sword spectrum had been soaked in water and glued to the bookcase, Qing Chun carefully removed the wet page of the sword spectrum, and handed the sword spectrum to Chu Yunxi. She took it and saw that the second half of the sword book was soaked with water, especially the last two pages, almost all of them were soaked in water, the ink had melted away, and it was no longer recognizable, and the paper was also crumpled and crumpled, and the other pages were fortunately not much destroyed.

Seeing that a precious sword book was destroyed like this by herself, Lu Yan said bitterly: "You all blame me." As he spoke, there were tears in his eyes, and he was about to cry.

Chu Yunxi smiled indifferently and comforted her: "I don't blame you, it's me who should be blamed, if I didn't splash the water in the bath, you wouldn't have stepped on the water and slipped. ”

Lu Yan was relieved to hear this, and gradually stopped the tears that were about to fall.

Qing Chun silently cleaned up the mess on the side and kindly reminded: "Miss, I have cleaned up the table, you quickly separate the pages, spread them on the table for a while and dry." Chu Yunxi nodded and responded with a smile.