Wang Xizhi's face was extremely complicated, how dare this girl make his Yushu Lanzhi immortal feel inferior?

"Jingzhi couldn't speak, so my grandfather repaired a book and asked her to come back to Jinling. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Wang Jingzhi listened to his tone, frowned slightly, shook his head slightly, looked at the screen of the green mountains in the distance, and said with a smile: "No need, this is very good." ”

"Lu Gongtan is here! ”

I don't know who shouted, but I saw Lu Qin take the wine from the young man on the side with a smile and shouted, "Wang Situ! It's been a long time since I've seen you splash ink, come on! ”

Xie surnamed Langjun shouted: "Wang Sikong! Guo Yang talked to me about the way of health preservation, and I argued with him, come and help me! ”

Wang Jingzhi smiled and picked up the white jade handle in his hand and said, "It's here!" ”

It's March, the snow peaks and ice waterfalls have long melted, the gorgeous and elegant lakes, the rushing streams, the cascading waterfalls splashing jade, and the deep forests of ancient trees.

Yang Yu sat on the bluestone by the water, bowed his head slightly, and looked at the calm mirror-like lake with a pair of streamer eyes.

"The three spring flowers are mistaken for beauty, and the poor crescent moon urges the feather guest." The mournful sunset shines on his face, and he can't bear to dye his hair with peach blossoms. ”

The crisp voice of a young man sounded behind him.

She turned her head hesitantly, only to see the person who came was dressed in a coarse cloth and carried a bundle of fresh firewood on his shoulder.

"Ayi? Yang Yu smiled.

Ayi smiled and nodded, he had porcelain-white skin, yellowish hair, and a pair of green pupils that seemed to be able to see through the world's understanding, he didn't step forward, just stood not far away, put down the burden on his shoulders, and said slowly: "I often chop wood around here, and suddenly saw a young girl, sitting alone by the water, looking lonely, but I didn't expect that it was Ah Yu." ”

Yang Yu smiled and said: "It's the Shangsi Festival, and several brothers asked me to meet here, and I came early." ”

Ayi tilted his head slightly, his eyes were gentle and sometimes a little puzzled: "You seem to be a little lonely." ”

Yang Yu opened his lips slightly, nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen my Tanlang for a long time, today is my birthday, and it is inevitable to think of him." ”

She couldn't help but turn her eyes to look at the water and said with a smile, "Does Ayi have a lover?" ”

Ayi smiled and nodded: "Yes, she is noble and beautiful, it is difficult for me to match her, so I don't dare to think about it, besides." Ayi paused slightly, and shook her head silently.

"What's more? Yang Yu turned his eyes to look at him.

Ayi smiled and said, "She already has a heart. ”

Yang Yu frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "You are more bitter than me." ”

Ayi lowered her eyes for a moment, smiled and took out a delicate wooden box from her arms, walked to Yang Yu's side, put it on the stone she was sitting on, and said: "Today is also the birthday of my love for that girl, knowing that there is no chance to give it to her, I still prepared a gift early, so I will give it to you." ”

Yang Yu looked at the wooden box with fixed eyes, and when he looked up again, Ayi had already picked up the firewood and walked towards the mountain.

She slowly picked up the box and opened it.

A flute with an emerald green body and a bright red jade.

"Shichiro! ”

Yang Yu stood up in disbelief and chased a few steps in the direction of Ayi's walk, and his footsteps settled in vain.

He is not him.

Body shape, skin color, temperament, no place similar.

He is not him.

Yang Yu held the flute in his hand, and his eyes flashed.

He is not him.

She lowered her head slightly, reborn in a lifetime, she was not afraid of difficulties and dangers, she was not afraid of royal struggles, she was not afraid of tricks, and she was afraid of indebtedness to others. In the end, he owed him this life, this love.

She walked slowly to the water's edge, and the calm water reflected a clear, gorgeous girl, dressed in a blue dress with wide sleeves, and her hair was pulled up in a bun on the top of her head. The dress fluttered in the wind, and the little white hands were blue because they were tightly holding a jade flute.

The sky will darken, and the sun will slowly set over the mountain.

There was the sound of cars and horses in the distance, Yang Yu hung the jade flute on his waist, and turned to look at the seven sages of the bamboo forest.

"Ah Yu! Have you ever washed your soul with bluegrass? Wang Chong walked over with a smile.

Yang Yu said with a smile: "I washed my soul, washed my bones, and I was refreshing everywhere." ”

Ji Ye and the others walked to Yang Yu's side with a smile and said, "I think Ah Yu is not in good spirits today, but is he homesick?" ”

Yang Yu said with a smile: "Yes, when I think of my old friends today, I am grateful for the past, my heart is not at ease, I am confused and confused, and my spirit is naturally not good." ”

The assassination of Huan Qilang is known to everyone.

They don't know the details of the reason, but from Yang Yu's expression, they can see that she cares.

Yang Yu frowned, and said slowly: "The world only said that Qilang was killed by Yu Fumu, but they didn't know that he died for me. She sighed softly and said, "Every time I think about this, I always feel uneasy and difficult to break through." ”

Ruan Zong nodded and said, "You are more affectionate than the world, if you can let go gently, it will not be you." ”

Liu Lun pursed his lips, opened his drunken eyes, and said, "Ah Yu, life and death are fateful, and it is difficult to reverse if you are too worried." ”

"I understand. ”

Shan Yuan doesn't often speak, but at this moment, he leisurely brushes his long beard and hair, and says slowly: "I have a big patient, and I have a body." And if I have no body, what will happen to me? ”

He said, "The reason why we have great calamities is because we always think of ourselves, and if we can forget ourselves, what calamity can there be?"

Yang Yu smiled and said: "The ancient sages, subtle and mysterious, deep and unrecognizable. My generation often talks about the wind and the moon, and talks about the landscape, but I don't dare to mention love, just because I can't get the Tao with one word of love. Who is not muddy? ”

Xiang Zhi nodded and said, "Ah Yu knows the feelings of the world, and it is inevitable that he will be troubled. Zi said: What is human affection? Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love and dislike, desire, the seven are capable of learning. In addition, men and women who eat and drink have great desires. ”

Ruan Rong said with a smile: "Lao Tzu said: Everything in the world is born from being, and some are born from nothing. ”

He said: "Nothing" is the foundation of the Tao, and "being" is the use of the Tao. People should be free of action, no trouble, no wisdom, no ignorance, no desire, no self, and no selfishness in order to reach the highest state of the Tao.

Yang Yu tugged at the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "If you don't have to worry about everything, you don't have to care, you really become an immortal." But where is the point of being such an immortal? ”

The crowd was silent.

Is the avenue first, or is the favor first?

No one can answer such a question. The masters of the Tao disdain to talk about love, mediocre mortals, don't know what love is, how many people can understand love words?

In this world, everyone can talk about and blurt out the "love", please let us ask ourselves, do you really understand?

I don't know when, Wang Chong played the piano flute.

The long and simple sound of the flute spreads all over the four fields, the sky is gloomy, and a round of the string moon is lonely and cold, hanging in the sky.

With the sound of the flute, several loud sounds of "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" pierced the night sky, and huge fireworks bloomed into the dark sky.

The twilight was heavy, and the fireworks were purple and red, breaking through the sky, exploding countless stars and dots of brilliance, and swirling on the top of the curved clouds. The fireworks were swaying, reflecting the side of her face.

It was a colder night than tonight, and he rode a snow-white steed, walking in the cold wind, wrapped her slightly trembling body in a warm coat, and led her to the edge of the water. (To be continued.) )