Yang Yu is a person outside the party, no longer subject to the courtesy of the world, since the curtain of teaching, and her piano music is high, everyone knows, every time she teaches, the hall must be full, and some people even let the servants at home occupy a seat for themselves two hours in advance, otherwise, it is difficult to find. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After more than a month of teaching, these students have been taught the way of understanding, and from today on, it is to start from the beginning.

This head is naturally the structure of the piano and the method of notation.

For the first time, Yang Yu showed the paulownia wood qin that Ji Ye gave in front of people.

Everyone was amazed at the beauty of this qin, and a young scholar asked: "Le Xuanjun, how dare you show such a treasure qin in front of people?" ”

Yang Yu replied with a smile: "The gentleman is frank, this piano is a gift from Brother Ji, and the way is clear, why don't you dare to show it in front of others?" ”

The qin, in the scholar class, is an elegant existence, and being able to give the qin to others is a friend of life and death, and it is also a very rare act between close friends who have the same heart.

Everyone was surprised by the deep friendship between Yang Yu and Ji Ye.

The scholar said, "If you are favored by those who have a heart, won't the gains outweigh the losses?" ”

Yang Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "If it is really lost, it is just the end of my fate with it." ”

After a well-versed philosophical speech, Shizi smiled and arched his hand: "Le Xuanjun is thorough." ”

Yang Yu raised his lips and smiled, his radiant eyes exuded happiness, and in an instant, the elegance was peerless.

It wasn't until the sound of the piano rose and fell that everyone turned around.

After the lesson was taught, the scholar who asked the question stepped forward, handed a note to Yang Yu, and said in a low voice: "Wang Sikong ordered me to hand it over." ”

Yang Yu took it and said with a smile: "When did you start to have Wang Sikong's eyeliner in this Tai Academy?" ”

The gentleman's face turned red, and he didn't say a word, but just stood still.

In the note, he said: Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound?

Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?

Picky and embarrassed, in the city. Not seen for a day, like March.

Yang Yu snorted lightly, all of them were disdainful, wrote a few words on the back, got up slowly, threw the note into the hands of the scholar and said: "Reply to your Wang Sikong, please respect yourself." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Half a day later, the note was passed to Wang Jingzhi's hands, and he saw the beautiful and upright handwriting written on the note: Zongjun does not go, and the breeze comes. If you don't go, you will be able to cross the water. March is not seen, a day is rare. The green shirt can be placed, and it is difficult to collect it when covered with water.

Wang Jingzhi looked at it, and the corners of his lips hooked up a cheerful arc. I seemed to see Yang Yu's shining eyes in front of me, circulating, moving, delicate and flamboyant.

He changed another note and wrote: One more and one thought of lovesickness, don't you know how to be lonely. The second watch and the second want to be worried, and the rest of the thoughts are still chanting. Three more and three sorrowful thoughts, never forever self-drunk. The four watches and the four long stay nostalgic, and they don't come and don't send their hearts. The five watches and five long nights were long, and the small building was empty. If it is said that the beautiful woman is no more, there are many good things.

When this small note was delivered to Yang Yu at night with a cool breeze, Yang Yu was stunned at first, and then his face was red.

This man, this man's face, is really incalculable.

He said that when he thought of her when he was on the first shift, he knew that he was lonely. The second watch began to worry about her, and he wanted to see it but didn't dare, so he could only sing alone. The third watch is full of nostalgia, and only drinking can express it. The fourth watch is already drunk, but his miss for her has not diminished in the slightest. When it came to the fifth watch, it was dawn, and when I looked up at the small building where she lived, the people were no longer there. The last sentence pushed Yang Yu's anger to the peak.

He said, "How good things are?"

Who promised him a lot of good things?

All she wants is for him to treat him sincerely.

He used it again and again, every time he joked, she also believed it, and today, he still used the previous means to force Huan Qilang to retreat, and asked Ah Tong to make a decree to repent of marriage, and he complained and pretended to be pitiful, and he didn't have a sincere apology, would she forgive him?

When he did this, did he ask her if she wanted to?

Yang Yu calmed his face and sneered: "I have become a monk, please Wang Sikong self-respect." ”

As he spoke, Yang Yu casually picked up a clean and wordless note on the side and wrote a few words in a hurry.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, million, million.

Shizi was stunned for a moment, and could see that Yang Yu was really angry this time, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

12345678900000000, but there is no 100 million, no intention.

Yang Yu took a deep breath, and actually picked up the "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Sutra" at hand and read it, originally to pass the time, read through it carefully, and found that it was full of fun.

Theoretical philosophy, military magic, and even the way of health preservation, Yang Yu suddenly felt like a treasure, and the candle flame illuminated the inner room.

"Qi Yan, look at the tea." ”

Yang Yu shouted softly, only to find that no one answered.

The courtyard is deep, the snow is still thin, the night is deep, and the stars are shining.

Yang Yu smiled softly, threw off the shoes and socks on her feet, and stepped barefoot on the thin snow, the snowflakes were cold, making her suddenly feel that her mind was no longer heavy, and where she walked, she left a row of petite footprints.

"The way to observe the sky, the journey to the sky, all the way." There are five thieves in the sky, and those who see them are prosperous. The five thieves are in the heart, and they are carried out in the sky. The universe cares about the hand, and all incarnations are born in the body. People are also scheming by nature. The way of establishing heaven is to determine people. Tianfa kills, Yixing is easy to stay; The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake rise to land; People kill machines, and heaven and earth repeat; Heaven and man are combined, and all things are fixed. . . ”

This is what is said in the Yin Fu Sutra, but between more than 300 words, it contains the wisdom of the political road, the way of governance, the way of soldiers, and the wisdom of the immortal road, which is bold and majestic, the momentum is magnificent, the words must be substantiated, and the reason must be dialectical.

The ancestor Zhuge Kongming also couldn't help but add notes to this scripture.

Yang Yu closed her eyes, opened her arms, and sensed nature, the wind of the winter night lifted the corners of her skirt, and between the wide robes, her figure became more and more graceful and straight.

state of mind, breaking through the world.

opened his eyes again, and the already shining eyes were surprisingly clear. Her soul, in this night of no one, seems to be reborn from a cocoon.

This kind of demeanor and bearing is an epiphany of the human world from within, and an understanding of heaven and earth accumulated in several waves of torture. Her eyes seem to be able to see the lights of the farmhouse thousands of miles away, her ears seem to be able to hear the breath of subtle life, she seems to have reopened her mind, and can more deeply appreciate the love of the world, the love of heaven and earth. She is self-contained, but she has an indescribable compassion for all beings.

The ego is as thin as an ant.

The avenue is wide and boundless.

The ego is as delicate as dust.

The avenue, overlooking the earthly world.

For the sudden epiphany, Yang Yu seemed to open another window in her heart, and this feeling of empowerment made her extremely happy.

She raised her lips and laughed.

The sound of laughter echoed under the boundless starry sky, and also echoed in the ears of the people of the Yushu Laneige who were independent on the wall.

He watched her laugh loudly and then turned away, somewhere empty in his heart.

He seemed to be losing her.

He couldn't seem to get his hands on her.

Watching her disappear in front of his eyes, he was scared.

He caressed the silver ring that he had rubbed countless times, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be meaningless to Yang Yu.

Does she still love herself?

When he silently asked this question in his heart, his body was cold. No more smiles on his face.

"Sikong, it's time to go home." ”

Chu Yi looked coldly at Wang Jingzhi's dejected appearance, and couldn't help but speak.

Wang Jingzhi just stood at the head of the wall, letting the breeze blow his body, the sky gradually brightened, and the night passed.

He turned around and landed firmly on the ground, his body was cold and scary, his face was pale, he leaned on the soft couch, and said, "Are you going home?" ”

Wang Jingzhi said slowly: "Go directly to the court." ”

Hearing only a whip, the horse neighed and galloped in the direction where the golden crow had risen. (To be continued.) )