Looking back at the 900-year glorious history of the Great Chu Dynasty, how many heroes and hegemons, literati and writers, and beautiful men and madmen emerged during this period.

But in that troubled era where there are many wonderful heroes, you sing and I appear, there are heroes who draw their swords and rise up, there are beauties of the country dancing in the city, and there are national warriors who scold Fang Xuan with lupine scarves.

There are unparalleled fierce generals, there are world-famous Tsing Yi, there are overlords, there are kings, there are down-and-out beggars, there are sons of families, there are spirits, there are Liangzhou horses, and there are unmatched iron horses.

There is a red dress that crosses the eastern continent to the south, and there is also a white dress like snow to marry the northern continent, there are singers crying, and there are careerists who turn the clouds and rain to secretly push the waves.

This is the most miserable and desolate troubled era, and this is also the most bloody world.

Later generations have been fascinated by which troubled times, looking back at the beginning of the name of the Great Chu resounding in Jiuzhou, you can never bypass a thin figure in the dust of history.

He exists between the struggles and rise of which dynasty, even if the Great Chu strategists are like clouds and the scribes are like rain later, but there is still no one who can hide his light, he stands there, standing in the long river of the Great Chu Dynasty, it is not easy to be eternal.

He was called by later generations, the unparalleled national scholar, Nalan Shanyue, and was honored as the emperor by the founding emperor of the Great Chu generation, and worshiped the ancestral temple.

In my Nalan life, I have a talent that the world does not tolerate, and I am not weak in my life - the history of Da Chu and the biography of Nalan Mountain.

"Three cups out of the ruler sword, drum to frighten the hidden dragon; The green mountains melt the blue blood, and the water and clouds roar alone! ”

The storyteller's waking wood slapped heavily on the small table, and then his fingers swept violently over the strings of the long piano, making a clanging sound, and then he stood up, with a generous face, and said in a deep voice.

"We talked about the iron-blooded battlefield of the Great Chu, the five thousand white horses descending to the secluded continent, and the legendary emperor's bloodline has begun to emerge, and a generation of heavenly martial arts has reappeared in the world.

Tomorrow, we will talk about the one who is the world's Tsing Yi, and talk about the monks of the same generation who can sigh bitterly, if it is not that I can't wait to go upstairs, there is already a peerless monk in Tsing Yi above.

Let's talk about how he went from the pride of heaven to a generation of Qintian outcasts, and how a peerless cultivator first emerged and changed the day.

Let's talk about the boldness of Tsing Yi breaking thousands of iron armors with one finger, looking up to the sky and smiling, and then talking about the love and hatred between the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager of Da Zhou! ”

The storyteller didn't look back, threw it on the table eye-catchingly, and walked straight into the back of the stage with the curtain lifted.

The sound of waking wood and the sound of the piano in the attic is still endless, not dispersed for a long time, like the rain after thunder, the charm is endless, the voices of people upstairs and downstairs are quiet for a moment, and the thunderous applause suddenly sounds, mixed with the cheers and cheers of the whole house.

"Look at my three-foot sword, and scare the hidden dragon with a drum! All right! ”

"Gaishi Tsing Yi, good!"

"Listen to that one's love and hate!"

In the elegant seat with a veil hanging on the second floor, some people let out a long howl and cheered, and some servants carried a plate full of gold baht to the stage, and the golden light jumped all over the ground, clanging on the floor, and the audience was even more jubilant, and people stood up one after another and threw the money bags on their waists to the stage.

In the boundless joy, all kinds of shoes are noisily stepping on the ground, and the owners of the shoes are thinking about the story of tomorrow.

The storyteller tells the whole life of others in a few words, and those who are secret, those who are pure, those who cannot speak themselves, are all heard in the ears and hidden in the hearts of the mixed audience.

"Queen Mother, let's run away, the princes have already entered the city!"

The slave behind her looked anxious, knelt behind her and hurriedly said.

The glamorous palace woman in front of her lost her majesty and grace, and she fell down on the steps made of jade in a daze, looking in a trance.

"Run? Where to flee? We've escaped from Tian Yuan here, where else can we escape? The beautiful woman smiled bitterly in a low voice, "The world is so big, and there is still a place for me?" ”

For a moment, the slave and maid seemed to have exhausted the support in their chests for a long time, and sat on their knees and cried loudly.

"How is that good, how is it good, Queen Mother!" , The slave's voice trembled for a while, and she only knew how to repeat the words.

The beautiful woman sat upright on the reflective jade steps, straightened the crown and phoenix hairpin on her head, and was silent.

"That's right, that's right, there's also the Ninth Prince, Niangniang, you still have the Ninth Prince, he will come to save you, for sure, we will wait for him to come, and we can get out of the city safely!"

After the maid who cried loudly sat for a long time, as if she remembered something, she crawled forward and struggled forward behind the beautiful woman, her face was like a heavy stone falling to the ground, and the drowning man grabbed the life-saving straw, and said quickly with an eager expression, and for a while great sorrow turned to great joy.

"Xiao Jiu, will he come? Outside the city are people who want his life! Besides, he's already repaid my kindness and left early, hasn't he? ”

When the beautiful woman heard the words of the maid beside her, her face first lowered and then she smiled bitterly, her eyes were full of gloom, and her hand that had been raised high stopped in the air for a while, and the luster of her eyes dimmed and brightened, brightened and darkened.

"Yes, the Ninth Prince left and left in Tianyuan City." , the maid's tone was as if she had accepted her fate, muttering to herself.

"Then bet again, I'm here, he loves to come!"

The beautiful woman smiled for a long time, bent her eyebrows, and looked at the maid on the side in an instant, her eyes were in a trance, as if she felt that she had seen the peerless beauty who was wearing a phoenix robe and ascending the throne as the queen of the six palaces that day.

"Are you really going?"

"Go!"

"Even if the princes' army is tens of thousands, there are many ambushes, and you have to die, you have to go?"

"Go!"

The words of the man in Tsing Yi were like a heavy hammer falling, sonorous and powerful.

"Why are you going?"

The man next to him slapped his thigh with hatred, and he couldn't understand the thoughts of the person in front of him.

"Help!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said in a low voice, as if he remembered something again.

"Xiao Jiu, will you always be there?" , the woman asked with a smile.

"I will, again and again, again and again, three times without exhaustion, thousands of times, without hesitation to save you from fire and water in this world!"

At that time, the young man in Tsing Yi stood behind him, and said word by word with a solemn face.

Tsing Yi smiled, a little nostalgic for the past.

"If you don't go back?"

"Then there will be no return!"

"Do you know how much they want to take advantage of this opportunity to kill you, they are afraid of you, which city could have been breached a long time ago, but why has it been besieged and not broken? That woman is the bait, you know it or not! ”

The man in Tsing Yi laughed wantonly, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of free and easy manners.

"Where is she, that's where I'm going!"

"You, why can't you make sense!"

The man in Chinese clothes on the side was a little angry, he didn't want to see his friend die, knowing that there was a tiger in the mountain and he thought it was a stupid thing to go to the tiger mountain.

"Your kindness has been repaid, you don't owe her a little bit!"

The man in Tsing Yi patted his friend next to him on the shoulder, flicked his robe, stood up, and said in an inaudible voice.

"You can't get out, she kills people with her eyebrows." , paused for a long time and smiled lonely, "She is my divine will, she is dead, and I am also dead!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the man next to him was shocked and looked straight at Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi smiled freely, "The world only knows that I am an outcast of Qintian, and my whole body is ruined." ”

"Everyone in the world is wondering why your destroyed divine will can get better and be a little stronger?" , the man also asked.

"What's so difficult about this, if the divine will is ruined, then I'll build another one!" , the man in Tsing Yi is arrogant between his eyebrows, like a god.

"Didn't the people of the world say that the divine will is ruined or that the people are wasted, and the cultivation will be broken all the way from then on!" , the man said curiously.

"What you said, that's the world, not me, not my Xiaojiu!" The man in Tsing Yi took off the wine jug from his waist and drank it up to the sky, as if he had been degraded to the mortal world.

"You say your divine will is repeated?"

The man in Tsing Yi took another sip of wine and nodded, "The stars are too far away from me, I don't follow the star's order anymore, I no longer pursue the truth, one day I turned her into my divine will, so my divine will is great in a year and more prosperous than before!" ”

Seeing his friends around him silent, Tsing Yi smiled, threw away the wine jug, looked at the peach blossoms all over the mountains in his eyes, and groaned softly in his mouth.

"When you see a lifelong mistake, you will pay for it with a thought. Everything is bitter, but there is still no bitterness, do you know, do you know? It should be lovesick to the bone! ”

"The day she first met me, she picked me up and took me back to the palace, and the Qintian outcasts died, and there was only one person named Xiao Jiu alive!"

The man in Tsing Yi had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were shining, shiny and shiny, with a bright luster.

"You can't be together after all, she's ......", the man was interrupted before he could finish his low voice, "I know! ”

Tsing Yi turned around, looked directly at his friend beside him, the stars in his eyes faintly appeared, and said in a daze, "It's enough to like it, it's enough to be able to talk, it's enough to stay in each other's hearts, it's enough to live in this world, it's really not that important to be together." ”

"You, why are you so troubled, you are the Tsing Yi of the world, you ......", the friend said with a pale face, and said scramblingly, and his neck was flushed with eagerness.

Tsing Yi took care of herself and moved the long qin in the pavilion, the sound of the piano curled up, as in the past, she liked him to stroke the qin, and he was willing to stroke the qin for her, "I once said that the hidden love was the most enjoyable in the grand banquet full of ministers, I only looked at her back, and the other tens of millions of people cheered and competed for something, I didn't care." ”

The man was decadent and picked up the flask and drank bitterly, and the wine soaked his luxurious clothes, and he was a little disheartened, his best friend was willing to die for a woman he loved.

The sound of the piano came out of the attic, not dispersed for a long time, surrounded by green waters and green mountains, great scenery, mountains and rivers like wine, and returned a glass of this vast gentleness, until death.

"What about this sigh, life must be happy, do you know?"

The man in Tsing Yi splashed his wrists, his fingers moved around, and the sound of the piano accompanied his laughter, and the tone was like the sound of heaven.

The man was silent, he just took one last look at his friend, and that gaze seemed to contain all of it.

Tsing Yi got up according to the qin, took the wine jug handed by the man freely, laughed and drank in the wind.

"I reign in all directions, with a panoramic view of the scenery, and there is no doubt that mortals can doubt it, I have it all.

I am an outcast of the gods, but I am reborn from the ashes.

I miss someone, and I'm separated from home. I have something to think about, separated in the deep intestines! ”

Tsing Yi's voice gradually became inaudible, and the man in the gorgeous clothes sat on the ground and muttered to himself.

"Tsing Yi is a true immortal!"

In the tenth year of Emperor Zhou Ai, the army of princes surrounded Fengcheng for six days without breaking, and the world knew that its intention was in Tsing Yi.

On that day, Tsing Yi stepped on the wind calmly, stood beside the Queen Mother, and shouted three times in a deep voice, "Tsing Yi Xiaojiu came to die!" ”。

The aftermath surrounded the city endlessly, the princes were frightened and did not dare to go to the former, and then they were overjoyed and sad, crying silently, and then whispered to Jiu, "In the next life, I am willing to be a wife for Xiao Jiu Sanshu and six women, and I don't want to wear phoenix clothes." Then he laughed to himself.

Tsing Yi was sad and angry, looked up to the sky and roared, killed the five thousand six hundred armor in front of him in one go, and then killed the three princes and three armor soldiers 2,003, died of exhaustion, and when he was dying, he hugged each other and faced the north, and ended up with a smile on his face.

The princes wanted to overhead their corpses to discourage, and the first emperor passed them on, saying that they were noble in Tsing Yi, so as not to be more beautiful than heroes, and sent people to collect the bones and bury them together.

Everyone in the world is called the infatuation of the world's Tsing Yi, and the singers cry a lot.

After his friend Xiang Zhuang heard about it, he sat at home for three days and sang a song to mourn him.

We are all dead guests who are dabbling in the wilderness of human nature.

Sudden wind and rain, blazing ice cellars, flickering darkness and light, slaughtering the desolate.

In the turbulent world of great disputes, the hearts of the flies and dogs are all wild and all are Qiangtang.

The wild is not just Qiangtang, the immortals have fallen to the mortal world, and the phoenix is no longer a phoenix.

And there is no affectionate confession, I wish there were years to look back.

The road of the world, a dream of dust.

The deaths of Tsing Yi and the glamorous Empress Dowager are just a slightly larger grain in the dust of history, or they may exude light, and the half of the long river that shines is like day.

The gears of time will not stand still because of a certain person, and this world of great controversy will not be overshadowed without a certain person, but their stories, their deeds in the people's tea and dinner, between the storytellers and storytellers in the streets and alleys, and in the classics written by those who have a heart, have been passed down through the ages, competing with the sun and the moon.

At night, a dark shade of lush green envelops the entire exquisite mansion, like a dark green watercolor that cannot be dissolved.

These sycamores are nearly 100 years old, and they are like a wall that encloses a peaceful atmosphere in the downtown of Shuofeng City.

The gaps between the stone slabs were full of natural fluffy weeds, a few tender green fallen leaves fluttered in the air and finally sprinkled on the ground, and the dense and strong branches were pieced together to form a natural vault on the head, only the blue-gray roof revealed a clear sky.

In the center of the mansion is a huge stone pond, which occupies most of the area of the elegant courtyard, as if the whole mansion is like a large turquoise pond surrounded by several small green tile stone houses.

The white lotus, which was just right, was still swaying in the wind, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and the lotus petals fell, but did not sink, floating quietly on the water.

The wind blew from the poplar doorway, and then from the open area of the blue-tiled roof, and quietly did not make a sound.

If the noisy streets outside weren't so close to the mansion, it would seem to anyone that these were two worlds at all, as if there were other caves in the books.

The roof is made of green tiles, and there is such a large pond in the courtyard that the name of this mansion is called Blue Tile Pond.

This was once the garden where the Lord of the Wind enjoyed the cool summer months, but it was later given to Nalan Shanyue at the urging of the prince, because Bao Yin liked these ancient trees and this huge turquoise pond, and our son may have a pleasant environment while studying with the teacher.

It's just that Nalan Shanyue has never liked to pack up and move, so only Baoyin occasionally comes to live in this annex for a while.

Nalan Shanyue has rarely lived here, and in the past, there were often people who asked to see him at the door with heavy gifts, but most of them were blocked by Baoyin.

In the huge pond, a fish jumped high with a splash, jumped into the air, flashed silver scales on its back, and fell back into the pond again.

Nalan Shanyue, who was leaning on the railing and watching the water, was wearing a wide gray robe, throwing fish food into it, and one knelt behind him, silent.

"Between life and death, the eve of survival, this life cannot be continued. The saint is not frightened, not afraid, not anxious, not slow, but has his own hills and mountains in his chest, and walks into the abyss like a wide road, and the longitudinal oil tripod is in front of the sword on the side, and he also walks over it. ”

Nalan Shanyue threw the fish food and read it in her mouth over and over again, and finally swept all the fish food in her hand away, which caused the fish in the pond to jump out of the water for a while, and became a thousand fish to eat together with great curiosity.

"What's the explanation?" , Nalan Shanyue looked down at the kneeling man and asked softly.

"There should be a great aura in the heart of a saint!" The man pondered for a moment, then looked up and said.

"What is the spirit of Haoran?"

"Students don't know!"

Nalan Shanyue smiled and continued to ask.

The "Political Code" says: "Those who come first will not be forgiven, and those who are not timely will be killed." Why? ”

"Emperor Rou cherishes the world, so it is not easy to kill the killer, and it is impossible not to kill," Gu Lei Lang said, "It is the emperor to use killing to scare the world." ”

"The soldier kills, the spirit of yin and strength; Those who govern the country are the way of yang. Isn't it ridiculous to kill as a virtue? ”

"I heard that Dapeng loved his son, and he chased him for a long time, and he was not allowed to return to the nest. The healthy spread their wings and flew into the sky, and the victor fell to the ground and died, so as to pass on the blood of the bones.

Dapeng expels parents and children, isn't it cool? But if this is not the case, how can you get the material of the sky? Father's heart fist also.

The emperor is powerful with the spirit of killing soldiers, and wants the world to be peaceful, and the same way! ”

Nalan Shanyue bowed slightly after hearing this, and really didn't say much, but patted the hand that was holding the fish food just now, and Gu Lei, who was sitting in the front of him, couldn't help frowning, thinking that he hadn't answered this person's heart.

"Reading and learning is not just on paper, don't figure out other people's minds, it's too early for you to learn this, why do you see why the big trees outside the wall can flourish and cover the sky?"

Nalan Shanyue pointed to the ancient tree outside the wall and said to Nagulei.

"Deep roots!"

"Yes!"

"You are the tree now, remember to put your roots in the soil so that the branches can flourish!"

Guray nodded, looking respectful.

"Call me a teacher in the future, come here every day to study, and ask if you have any doubts!"

Gu Lei was stunned, nodded hurriedly for a while, and when he looked up, he found that the thin figure had gone away.