Volume 2 Tragic Song Chapter 117 Lushuibian

"If you don't do it, who will stay in the Middle Continent?

Beauty should be cultivated, and Pei Wu will take the Gui boat.

Let Yuanxiang have no waves, so that the river flows peacefully.

Looking forward to the future, who thinks about the unevenness?"

On the bank of Lushui in the east of Suibei City, a pair of young men and women sat opposite each other on the bluestone on the shore.

The man was quite handsome, he was dressed in a green coat, and he sat cross-legged, and a long piano was just right on his legs.

He lowered his head, and his fingers seemed to be like spirits, constantly flying and jumping on the strings.

He closed his eyes as if he were just listening.

Listen to the sound of the piano beneath you, and listen to the wonderful singing voice of the beautiful woman in front of you.

A breeze blowing along the river in spring leads the river to ripple, and the branches of the big willow tree that the two of them lean on to enjoy the shade are constantly dancing with the wind.

On the side, many small finches and foxes were also startled by the sound made by the two of them, but the strange thing was that they stood motionless as if they were stupid, watching quietly in the direction of the two.

After the sound of the piano was over, the girl in Tsing Yi got up and bowed to the young man in Tsing Yi who was stroking the piano, and then sat down again opposite the young man.

The young man smiled at the girl and put the xylophone in his hand beside him, and then he watched thoughtfully as the water of the Lu River flowed eastward.

The singing voice of the talented girl still lingered in his mind, "Looking at the future of the husband and the king, who thinks about the unevenness?"

How could he pretend not to understand such straightforward words? The person he was looking forward to in his dream finally revealed his heart to him, but at this time he was only half surprised, and the other half was endless melancholy.

Thinking about the first time he and the woman in Tsing Yi met in the Wenhua Hall half a year ago, the young man lowered his head and sighed.

"Why is Xiao Gongzi sighing?"

The girl in green clothes spat out Fanglan and whispered softly.

"Qing'er, Xiao is here to say goodbye today. I'm afraid I'll be gone in a few days. ”

The young man surnamed Xiao said with some reluctance, but when these words came out of his mouth, he forcibly suppressed the slightest reluctance, and deliberately seemed a little ruthless and decisive.

"I know, so I'll go with you, and I'll follow you wherever you go." The girl still said calmly.

After hearing this, the young man surnamed Xiao raised his head suddenly, looking at the girl who had been staring at him in disbelief, he stood up and looked left and right, and said with some excitement:

"Qing'er, do you know what you will lose when you leave?"

The girl didn't answer, she just turned to look at Lushui, and after a long time, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, pointed to the river, and said to the young man surnamed Xiao:

"Young Master Xiao, look at that pair of mandarin ducks."

The young man surnamed Xiao looked in the direction pointed by the girl called Qing'er, and saw a pair of mandarin ducks slowly swimming towards the two of them from the reeds on the bank of Lushui.

At this point, one of them lowered his head and played with his beak at his bright feathers, while the other just stared at his companion intently.

"I only care about what I can get." Speaking of this, Qing'er withdrew her slender snow-white fingers like shallots and lowered her head.

"Qing'er, you are the young lady of the Zhao family, you are the daughter of the eldest person in today's middle school, you follow me, there will be nothing, and you will be incognito from now on.

There will be no more Zhao Qing'er in this world, and once we are found by them, you will, you will ......"

The young man surnamed Xiao looked at Qing'er, who was still so calm, and became excited.

Qing'er looked at the red cheeks of the young man surnamed Xiao, slowly got up and walked in front of him, gently flicked the wind-blown hair on his forehead with his hand, and said softly:

"Xiao Gongzi, not long after Qing'er's father and mother left ten years ago, my second uncle passed me on and raised Qing'er to adulthood.

Although he has been very good to me and regarded him as his own over the years, he is now the middle guard of Great Qin, how can he accompany me all the time.

For me, there is no nostalgia in this Zhao Mansion.

Moreover, in the house of the eunuch, Qing'er's life fate is doomed.

My father has no other heirs, and the Yong family and the Fang family will come one after another, but Qing'er is afraid of the arrival of that day, do you know why? ”

Speaking of this, Qing'er looked at the young man surnamed Xiao, and continued: "Because Qing'er doesn't want to be with those who are full of power and scheming but have a stubborn nature for life.

Even if you will lose your life's fine clothes and food, but so what?

What I Zhao Qing'er wants in my life is not glory and wealth.

Do you know that when I met you that day, Qing'er had a place in her heart.

Without Zhao Qing'er in this world, there will be another Mrs. Xiao. ”

The beauty was on the side, and the soft voice came into the ears of the young man surnamed Xiao word by word.

He stayed for a long, long time, still unable to believe what he had heard.

Because he didn't expect that the Miss Zhao family, who was attracted to all the powerful families in the world, would have such courage and courage, and would be willing to follow him, a powerless and powerless person, to live that incognito life.

Although his family background is quite good, he is from the Shu clan after all, and even if his family is rich in the party, it is just a Shu clan who can't get on the stage.

"Qing, Qing'er, I know your thoughts, and I don't have any love for you, even if it is worth dying for you, but, but I am a Shu clan."

After finishing speaking, the young man surnamed Xiao turned around and punched the trunk of the thick willow tree.

Zhao Qing'er's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly stepped forward and held the hand of the young man surnamed Xiao in her hands.

"What about the Shu clan, what about the nobles, in the eyes of my Zhao Qing'er, ten sparrows wrapped in brocade clothes are no better than half of the Honghu dressed in mulberry hemp."

After finishing speaking, seeing the young man staring at him affectionately, Zhao Qing'er buried her blushing face in the arms of the young man surnamed Xiao, and whispered:

"Qing'er knows, you are the Honghu, Qing'er will never be mistaken."

With that, she found that the boy had taken her tightly into his arms.

The breeze in the sky is still blowing.

The wind gathered the long green silk hair of the two together, and the clothes and willow branches on their bodies continued to sway gently in the direction of Lushui.

The two mandarin ducks at the water's edge also seemed to see the intimacy between the two, so they chirped a few times with some interest and then turned their heads and swam towards the reeds.

Only a few butterflies were constantly flying and circling around the two people who were hugging tightly.

"For me, you gambled everything, Xiao Jin swore to this gushing water that this life is even death."

Hearing Xiao Jin's sudden words, Zhao Qing'er hurriedly gave birth to a hand to cover Xiao Jin's mouth,

"Don't talk about death, Qing'er just wants to live.

The past six months have been the happiest time in Qing'er's life.

When her biological father and mother were there, Qing'er couldn't please her parents like her brothers, and naturally she didn't receive much favor.

After her parents were gone, Qing'er was suddenly embraced every day like the stars holding the moon, and you know that I seemed to be out of breath every day.

Only every time the second uncle comes back from Xijing, Qing'er can get a trace of family affection and love, but how much time can this be?

Half a year ago, I heard that the proton of Qi came to my Zhao family as a guest, originally I was just curious to see what the person who was going to become the monarch looked like, but I didn't expect to meet you, this is the best gift for the young girl, do you know that day is my sixteenth birthday. ”

Xiao Jin looked down at Qing'er in her arms, and her thoughts seemed to have returned to half a year ago.

That night, the two argued for a long time about whether the fish on the screen was happy or not.

Thinking that he has been reading poetry and books since he was a child, but as long as Daqin can find a book, Xiao Jin will buy it and study it, and he has been full of wealth for more than ten years, at least Xiao Jin thinks so.

So last year, I wanted to come out and see the world, and under my father's arrangement, I joined the Edo government as a staff member.

However, Xiao Hibi, who was ambitious at the beginning, found that as soon as he entered the Edo shogunate, many people were against him.

They bullied themselves when they were young, so they always entrusted some small things to themselves, and they bullied themselves for being from the Shu clan, so they would always report those mistakes to their heads.

So in less than half a year, he was kicked out of the shogunate by Edo on the grounds of protecting protons, and followed the proton of Qi to Suibei City.

However, he didn't expect that in this Suibei City, he met a Zhao Qinger who knew how to appreciate himself and dared to hand over everything to himself.

Feeling the temperature of the girl in her arms, Xiao Jin's whole body trembled.

He himself understands that Fang Cai's oath is not just words, he wants Zhao Qing'er's efforts not to be in vain, he wants to let this beautiful woman who will choose to follow him when he is at a low point to win this gamble in life.

……

"Brother Zishuo, you must help me this time."

Xiao Zishuo, who was drinking tea and reading a book in the hotel, saw Xiao Jin hurriedly break into the hotel and strode towards his house.

Xiao Zishuo is four or five years older than Xiao Jin, and he is also in his early twenties.

He is the eldest son of the Qi State and the proton of the Qin State.

At the beginning, in order to prevent the Qin army from going east to the Yuguan to seize the land of Qi, the Duke of Qi sent his eldest son to Qin as a hostage, in order to gain the trust of Qin.

For Xiao Zishuo, what should have been a rather bumpy proton career has become different because of Xiao Jin's appearance.

Being snubbed by others, life and death hanging by a thread, this is what a proton should be, and after he came to Qin State and Xijing, he was indeed treated like this.

The hatred of the people of the enemy country and the cold eyes of the nobles of the enemy country, he was like a lost dog, carefully maneuvering between the major forces of the Qin State.

He knew very well that any of those forces would be enough to crush him into powder.

For the Qi State, the Qin State is really too powerful, not to mention the 500,000 armored soldiers, even the 30,000 Xuanjia cavalry under the command of Fang Yuanheng, the young god of war of the Qin State, can destroy the Qi State in one fell swoop.

This is not just talk.

Just last year, that Fang Yuanheng led 50,000 infantry cavalry under Xieyu Pass to defeat the 200,000 allied forces of Qi and Shu, and killed Jiang, the deputy marshal of Qi, and Sui Xi, the commander of Shu.

Xiao Mo, the prince of Qi, hurriedly surrendered to Qin, so that Qin would no longer attack Qi, and it was precisely because of this that he was taken as an exchange for Qin not to attack Qi and was sent to Qin as a hostage.