Although Su Daji has lived for hundreds of thousands of years and has a lot of life experience, she still can't understand the meaning of Zhang Dong's words, and asks suspiciously: "Childe, since you admire such a beauty, why don't you travel to the era when she is alive, but to the era when she died?" Are you a bubbler or a ghost? ”

"Everything has a lifespan, although Huitian can travel through time and space, but the number of times it can travel is limited, maybe ten, maybe fifty, and it will be scrapped. Therefore, every time you travel through time and space is incomparably precious and extremely important. Zhang Dong said seriously, "Qin Huai Bayan, a total of eight beauties, but Ma Xianglan was born nearly a hundred years earlier than the other seven, and now, the remaining seven beauties are in their teens, and Ma Xianglan has been dead for nearly thirty years, and has long since become dry bones." So, I can only come to the ghost. ”

"Everything has a lifespan, Childe, your words are very philosophical, alas, Ma Xianglan is not blessed, otherwise, she will be able to stay with Childe for a long time, and you will be able to prolong your life." Su Daji said in a regretful tone, and even the feeling of sadness for the dead rabbit and fox swelled in her heart, I don't know how many years later, she will lie in such a grave and become a loess.

"I'm here to soak her, of course she's blessed." Zhang Dong finished speaking softly, looked at this lonely grave with deep and sad eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River." Thinking about you every day and not seeing you, drinking the water of the Yangtze River ......"

Su Daji was stunned, Zhang Dong couldn't have become crazy, the other party has been dead for many years, and his bones have been able to beat the drum, how can he soak it? couldn't help but ask jealously: "Childe, tell me, how wonderful and beautiful is this beauty, how beautiful can it make you feel sorry and sad like this?" ”

So Zhang Dong began to narrate:

Ma Xianglan, born in the twenty-sixth year of Jiajing and died in the thirty-second year of Wanli, she was not outstanding in appearance on the bank of the Qinhuai River where the beauty is weaving, but stood out for her Rulan character and transcendent orchid attainments and infatuation with love. She is unique in love with orchids, painting orchid kung fu is a must, and the orchid poems that borrow words are too numerous to mention, so her poems and paintings were collected by literati and elegant guests at that time, and she also became the object of many Jiangnan geniuses and grandsons. ”

The reason why she can depict orchids is fascinating and lifelike, thanks to her love orchid and orchid, she not only planted all kinds of orchids in the courtyard, and diligently cultivated them every day, but also with her own orchid heart, she can deeply understand the elegant charm of orchids, so she can show the quality of orchids on painting and poetry. And her own character, nurtured by orchids, is as holy as orchids. ”

"Her life is like a hollow valley orchid, spitting out fragrance in the world, but leaving the world**," the hollow valley orchid is fragrant alone, allowing butterflies to be jealous and bee madness. Lan's heart is like water, and the faith in the world is the first fragrance. It is a true portrayal of her noble character. She left two volumes of poetry collections, named "Xianglan Collection". ”

"Ma Xianglan has a bold personality, the word bold, not put on a man to become a charm, running on his arm and fist to stand up, that is Sun Erniang's simple roughness. In my mind, boldness should be clear eyes, open utensils, the neglect and forgetfulness of trivial matters, and the joy of meeting for the king; Haoshuang can also be a son of deep love, fight for a lifetime, and enjoy a day, only a bold woman who can afford to put it down will have such a scorching and selfless enthusiasm. ”

"There are many legends about Ma Xianglan's boldness. For example, the little girl accidentally broke her hosta, and the little girl was sincerely afraid of blame, and Ma Xianglan said that I haven't heard such a crisp voice for a long time. Shu brocade is entangled, her steps are shaken, she doesn't pay attention to it, dealing with such a person, you can relax your mood, you don't have to talk and laugh at the same time, beware of the ambush in her words, guess her next move. ”

"Her love is the bleakest. The reason was that an official saw the traffic in front of Ma Xianglan's door all day long, thinking that there must be oil and water to squeeze, and extorting 500 taels of silver was not enjoyable, but he didn't know that Ma Xianglan was generous and his savings were not rich. Seeing that the corrupt officials and corrupt officials were menacing, Ma Xianglan, who had always been chic, also panicked, in the end, she was a woman, and her psychological quality was not up to par, and she felt that her life could not be guaranteed for a while. Just then, an old friend appeared in front of her. ”

This old friend's name is Wang Zhideng, who is the most prestigious calligrapher in Wu, and Ma Xianglan himself is a master of painting orchids, and the two can be regarded as friends in Wenmo. The moment the calligrapher came, she was bumping into Ma Xianglan's most vulnerable moment, she was wearing her hair and bare feet, her eyes were crying and swollen, and she was like two people with a maverick and graceful image on weekdays, miserable, really pitiful. ”

"Pitiful, sometimes a cute nickname, especially for a woman who wraps herself so well that people feel seamless, Mr. Wang can't help but feel compassion. Although he is not a person in the officialdom for many reasons, and he is not a local, he is a well-known person in the literary and artistic circles in that large area, and he has some contacts with officials who like vassal elegance. ”

Just like Zhang Sheng of the Pufu Temple to save the warbler, this is a coincidence, or the network of interpersonal relationships is relatively wide, but he most directly shows the power in the male world in front of the woman. The insecure nature of women makes it easy for them to fall in love with this kind of power and the person who protects them, Cui Yingying is like this, and Ma Xianglan is also like this. ”

Wang Zhideng's image has become unprecedentedly tall, and his whole body exudes a warm and charming atmosphere. Ma Xianglan crossed gratitude and reached love, and she offered to follow him. ”

"This year, Ma Xianglan is about thirty years old, and Mr. Wang is thirteen years older than her."

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "I am a cultivator, and I don't think much of beauty." Besides, if you want to take advantage of others to help others eliminate disasters, what is the difference between them and those who create disasters? ”

Mr. Wang's refusal is really reasonable and responsible, his attitude is bright and upright, although Ma Xianglan is still affectionate, it is not easy to embarrass others. Marriage is not friendship, and if you can't be husband and wife, it's better to be friends. ”

"Such a friendship, Ma Xianglan will keep it for life, and there are still eight letters she wrote to Mr. Wang in the world, which can be seen in the general face of this friendship."

Ma Xianglan was the only confidant of Mr. Wang, confided in him, told him about her feelings, and gave her a cloth bag and sweat towel made by herself; The gifts to his wife were even more varied, ranging from vulgar ham pickles to petty bourgeois ancient mirrors, copper locks and ugin buckles. When Wang Zhideng occasionally came to Ma Xianglan's city, she always diligently kept him again and again, asking him to suspend public opinion for a few days and allow her to express her feelings. ”

"But that's all. Ma Xianglan is a person who understands and respects others. If the other party refuses to accept her feelings, she will not force it, nor will she dispose of it casually, but silently pick it up, carry it alone, no matter how hard she bears, she will not cry out for pain, that kind of perseverance and silence make people cry. ”

"She is vast, like a tree that insists on not getting old, ignoring the wind and frost urging her every year."

"It's a posture of waiting, not waiting for a person, but waiting for time, the infinite possibilities behind waiting time. Maintain tolerance to please yourself, and stay for the vicissitudes of life. After the vicissitudes of life, everything is silent, can I hear your heart and reveal the mystery that fate has preset for her? ”

"This mystery has been maintained until the thirty-second year of Wanli, Wang Zhideng's seventieth birthday, Ma Xianglan made up his mind to complete the trip to Wuzhong that had not been fulfilled for nearly 30 years."

She and Wang Zhideng have known each other for more than 20 years, and several times she said that she was going to visit him in his city, but I don't know how many times she said it, and once she even made a death agreement: Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, even the wind and rain and the tiger and wolf could not stop me from the prosperity of Wuzhong -- but it still did not make the trip. It can be so easy to meet people, but it can also be so difficult, and when Wang Zhideng was seventy years old, Ma Xianglan felt that she couldn't wait any longer, she bought a boat, carried Chanjuan, brought a lot of beauties, and went down the river for her husband's birthday. ”

At this time, she and Wang Zhideng had not seen each other for 16 years. It was a long period of time, and a celebration brewed over such a long period of time was naturally grand to the limit. At this time, Ma Xianglan has become a big sister in the song and dance field, and she has the ability to create another luxury, she brought fifteen beauties who can sing and dance, and lived in Mr. Wang's Baixu Garden. ”

Mr. Wang was very proud of this incident, and he described it like this: Four seats were filled, and the song and dance were all over. The residual fat is left with powder, and the fragrance is overflowing with brocade sails, which has not been seen since the husband's errand. Wu Er boasted about the grand event, and it was tempting. ”

"Ma Xianglan is the protagonist of this event, in those days, she was radiant, her eyes were bright, she seemed to have endless energy, she tried all her strength, wanted to have a gorgeous bloom, even if she withered from then on, she had no regrets."

One night, it was very late, the song was over, the young girls had gone back to the room to rest, Ma Xianglan leaned on the chair in the dressing room alone, had not removed her makeup, and was slightly tired. At this time, Mr. Wang came in, and trembled with joy like a flame core, Ma Xianglan was about to say something, but saw him looking at her from the mirror, she followed his gaze, and she looked at herself in the mirror, with her eyebrows and black hair like a cloud, no wonder there was appreciation in his eyes. Ma Xianglan's heart was pounding, and just as he was waiting for his next words, he smiled and spoke: Qing is twenty years old and eighteen next year, she really looks like the legendary Xia Ji, but it's a pity that I can't be her mistress Shen Gong Wuchen. ”

"Xia Ji is one of the most debauched women in history in the Spring and Autumn Period. It doesn't seem to matter if you joke with the Qinglou woman, but the Qinglou woman also has a bottom line. Ma Xianglan has loved him with all her heart for so many years, and her dense affection has been interspersed with half a life, but it turns out that in his heart, she is just a character like Xia Ji, and he is very conceited and noble, but it is a pity that I can't be the ear of the Shen Gong Wuchen. ”

Perhaps, Wang Zhideng's rescue of Ma Xianglan back then was just a good deed every day, and the correspondence with Ma Xianglan over the years was idle and idle, and he never looked down on her. This is not Wang Zhideng's fault, his mistake is that he let her know after so long, so that she could not stop abruptly before the truth, and turned a gorgeous curtain call into a gloomy end. ”

"Wang Zhideng took this matter very seriously and wrote it into the article, I guess, he must have ignored a voice, that is a broken voice, it is not only Ma Xianglan's heart that is broken, but also Ma Xianglan's face, her bleak and unwilling to grow old face is shattered at that moment."

There are no evergreen trees on the rivers and lakes, Ma Xianglan returned to the Qinhuai River, a serious illness, one day, she realized that her limit was approaching, calmly lit the lamp to worship the Buddha, bathed and changed clothes, sat upright and passed away. And then walked into this tomb! ”

Hearing this, Su Daji cried a lot, and Zhang Dong's eyes were full of mist, for such an infatuated woman, for such a worthless love.

"Childe, I beg you, travel back in time to her time, let's take her away!" Su Daji wiped the tears from her face and pleaded.

(The fifth watch, ask for a monthly pass and a red ticket.) ）