He said that he too, he liked this sentence the most, it contained metaphysics and was full of hope. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After being silent for a long time, Xie An turned his eyes to look at the servant on the side and said, "Cloth case." ”

The servant lowered his head and responded, but after a while, the four treasures of the study room were arranged on the desk.

He wrote with a look of compassion and deep sorrow.

This person who is in danger seems to exude countless sorrows in his chest at this moment.

Yang Yu frowned slightly, and said: "Jing, fight for the country, don't want to be sad and leave the world, how about Yulai's book?" ”

Xie An was about to put pen to paper just now, and when he heard Yang Yu's words, he suddenly remembered that the young man who was indifferent and calm in the past was also known as a reasonable and good talker, he was such a proud person. Yes, he is so proud, how can he hope that all the words about him in the world are sad?

Xie An smiled and said, "Please." He handed her the pen in his hand.

She took it and put pen to paper.

: Sanchun is not a group of flowers, where do you return thousands of miles?

Overlooking the haze in the distance, listening to the sunset up closely.

When you are old, it is a natural thing, and you will be ambitious.

The metaphor is self-evident, and the love is not ancient.

Writing the last word, she "clicked" the pen, threw it into the pen wash, removed the paperweight, held the ink in both hands, and walked to the side.

Xie An smiled and said: "One chant and one song, the feelings are lofty." He nodded slightly and said, "The pavilion master's poetry book is very good. ”

can be a good word for Xie An, if it was himself a few years ago, Yang Yu would have been overjoyed, and now he is also happy, but this happiness is too light.

She smiled and said, "Poetry and books are originally sentimental, good or bad, but due to mood. As she spoke, she threw the thin piece of rice paper into the lantern beside her.

"Why burn it?" Xie An asked.

Seeing that the lamp was burning brightly, she turned around, leaned over slightly and said, "The living can't communicate with ghosts, but they also want him to taste the products." ”

Looking at her with a happy smile, Xie An nodded, smiled and picked up the bluegrass on the table next to her, handed it to her, his eyes were gentle and loving, and said with a smile: "Ominous." ”

"Good. She took it with a smile and hugged the bunch of bluegrass to her chest.

This doomed marriage without a groom is scheduled for August.

In the days of preparing for the marriage in Yangfu, Jinling City from time to time came from the front of all sides of the good news, so that she and he can rest assured, she is like a bride who is really going to get married, carefully calculating the days, from time to time with rough embroidery also sewn two stitches by hand. The servants in the house couldn't be so relaxed, and even hanging the lantern was full of tears.

Although it was a yin marriage, the Wang family did not have a trace of slackness, and the six rites were sent to the door by the young people of the clan in turn.

People all over the world say that Wang Jingzhi is not blessed, when he was alive, he married a relative, the bride entered the door, and the ceremony was not yet completed. People in the world also said that Wang Jingzhi is so blessed that even if he is no longer alive, there is a righteous daughter who looks like Luo Shen is willing to marry him.

The lips and tongues of the world, Yang Yu doesn't care.

Her fate with him made her feel fulfilled and happy, and her life was restarted, and there may still be many unsatisfactory things, but this time, she really lived once.

With the emperor's marriage and the approval of the royal family, she was very happy.

"Girl, the Huan girl is here!" Qi Yan said happily.

"Please! Yang Yu put down the embroidery work in his hand and went out the door.

Huan Qiurong has changed a lot in the past two or three years, the original cheerful girl has transformed into such a slim, round and jade, she is wearing a hibiscus-colored satin dress, embroidered with dark flowers, very dignified and beautiful.

"Sister! She has long been accustomed to the "Luo Shen Step", walking around like flying, graceful.

The second daughter's hands were clasped together, and Huan Qiurong couldn't hold back tears with excitement: "Sister, how have you been doing in the past few years?" ”

It was only at this time that Yang Yu found out that she was combing a woman's bun: "Ah Rong is married?" ”

She nodded and said, "The year before, I married Yaskawa, the third son of the Yu family. ”

"I don't even know if you're married, what kind of sister am I." Yang Yu was a little depressed. frowned slightly.

"Sister, between you and me, where do you need those false courtesies? ”

Seeing that she was dressed luxuriously and her spirits were flying, and she should live a good life after marriage, Yang Yu nodded reassuringly: "Come in the door." He took her by the hand and went into the house and sat down.

Huan Qiurong glanced around and said, "Sister, this house hasn't changed at all. ”

"I just came back, and I was preparing to get married, so I ignored the furnishings in this room. ”

"Very good, elegant. ”

Huan Qiurong frowned slightly and said: "I heard that you came back, I wanted to come for a long time, but I didn't know where to start, and I didn't dare to come in when I came to the door of your house several times." Back then, the seventh brother was not rude, I shouldn't blame you, it made you sad. Later, I heard that you opened a propaganda school in Zhushan, formed a Red Armor Army, and dug mountain mines, and I knew that you were busy, and life would be better, until I heard that you went to the battlefield, I really regretted it. ”

She didn't know how long she had been holding these words in her heart, and she spoke them so fluently, Yang Yu just listened quietly, feeling the care and warmth of her friends.

"Qiu Rong, I'm glad you can come, thank you for not blaming me." ”

Huan Qiurong didn't know when he was already wet with tears, and while wiping his tears, he said: "Sister, on the day you get married, I will add makeup to you and send you to get married." ”

"Okay. Yang Yu pursed her lips and thanked her.

"Girl, Mrs. Kong is here!" ”

It's all coming in one day!

"Qiu Rong, you sit down for a while, and I will go to greet Mrs. Kong." ”

Huan Qiurong nodded, she was unable to move, and she would not be surprised if she wanted to come to Mrs. Kong.

"Madame is well. Yang Yu bowed slightly.

Mrs. Kong stepped forward with a smile and grabbed her arm: "You kid, I've hurt you." ”

That gaze is loving, and it contains heartache.

Yang Yu looked at this old woman who met in Pingshui but took care of her many times, and was full of emotion in her heart, and shook her head and said, "What is suffering? The biggest thing in life is life and death, although he is not alive, but waiting for me in another place, I can marry him, I am very happy, I will not be there in the future, I can stay with him on the other side for a long time, God treats me well. ”

The two entered the door together, Huan Qiurong got up and saluted, Mrs. Kong also patted her hand lovingly, and the three of them sat down again.

"Wang Yuan." Mrs. Kong called.

Wang Yuan stepped forward, handed over a quaint wooden box, and said, "This is the flute, hairpin, and phoenix crown that our wife wore when she was with her." ”

Mrs. Kong said: "I have already promised others, and this ceremony should also be done, but it is my heart to rush today." ”

She lost her mother since she was a child, and there was no suitable in-law woman in the family, so she had been delaying this matter, if it weren't for Mrs. Kong, she might have to marry with regret like this.

Mrs. Kong stood up, and Yang Yu faced the door, kneeling solemnly. (To be continued.) )