Silent night, starry.

Zhou Bangyan walked under the night sky, alone admiring the loneliness of the night and the chaos of the stars.

On the night of late autumn, it was slightly chilly, Zhou Bangyan tightened his clothes, and his thoughts flew.

Since I first met Master Li, a feeling of meeting a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers has arisen.

She is a music fairy who moved into the earthly world, and can sing the words and songs to the point of seamless with her singing voice, and this beauty is the blessing of my Zhou Bangyan, and it is the blessing of the music industry of the Great Song Dynasty.

Later, the two were alone, writing lyrics and painting together, drinking and drinking tea, playing the piano and singing······ All this made Zhou Bangyan feel that his spirit had reached the harmony between heaven and earth, and his soul had purified a lot of dirt in constant communication with each other.

Slowly, he fell in love with the days of intimacy with his teacher, and he was a little infatuated and even dependent. He gradually felt that if the new words and new songs he had written and composed were not sung by Master Li, he would feel like a cow chewing a peony.

I remember the day after I saw her for the first time, he used beautiful words and sweet words to express his feelings of seeing each other late. So like a child who was eager to go outside to play, he hurriedly showed his homework to his husband, and hurried to see her with the completed "Magnolia" so that he could listen to the gripping singing......

What's wrong with me?

Could it be ······ Zhou Bangyan couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, at this age, he can be her grandfather, how can he have such a naïve and excessive idea, it is ridiculous to shameless.

Zhou Bangyan, who forcibly cut off his thoughts, looked at the night sky quietly, he forced himself to hold on to his thoughts, not to think about that feeling, but his mouth did not fight and recited "Magnolia":

"Lead Hua light new makeup, good charm, natural and vulgar. They know each other well, although they meet for the first time, they are familiar with each other. The smoke of the furnace is faint and the clouds are curvy, half-awake, and the fragrance is transparent. If you meet each other, if you are still wasted, your life is insufficient. ”

Emotions are like a flower vine possessed by the soul, entangled in Zhou Bangyan's heart, and he can't let go.

He sighed lightly, when did his feelings become so fragile, Zhou Meicheng, who was once known for his conceit among the literati, was actually occupied by a little girl in silence, and the lovesickness was like salt water in the sun, getting thicker and thicker, until it crystallized a grain of salt, and still couldn't hide the endless desire.

Ay!

Providence does not make beauty, if she was born thirty years early, why bother to let this lovesickness become a wanderer floating outside······ A sense of loneliness came to my heart.

Looking at the bright moonlight, he secretly felt melancholy.

That's it! From tomorrow onwards, there will be no genius and no beauty, only a teacher who will teach him and a student who is obsessed with music, and bind two hearts that are clearer than spring water.

In the future, I will take care of her like an elder, teach her like a teacher, and be a friend of the New Year, a teacher and a friend. I also hope that she will find a confidant to marry as soon as possible, find support, and get rid of the red dust to relieve her sorrows.

Thinking of this, a new word flashed, and Zhou Bangyan softly recited this "Luoyang Spring": "The eyebrows are competing for the spring mountain, and the wrinkles are pitiful." Don't wet the flowers with tears, and the flowers are as thin as people. Qingrun jade flute has been idle for a long time, and bosom friends are rare. If you want to know the day by day, you will be sad, but ask for the willow in front of the pavilion. ”

Tomorrow, tomorrow I will let her sing this sad song, and drink a thousand cups to relieve her sorrows.

The corners of Master Li's eyes were moist, and she could read the deep affection contained in this poem, including his concern and pity for himself, as well as his own silent confession.

"Fear of flowers is also as thin as people", I'm afraid it's not only me Master Li who is thin, you Zhou Meicheng is thinner than flowers! "But ask the willow in front of the pavilion", leaning on the willow tree in front of the door many times and reluctant to give up, is there no you Zhou Meicheng? 51

Master Li looked up at Zhou Bangyan, and he wanted to say it, but he couldn't talk about it. Zhou Bangyan understood the gratitude in Master Li's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Master, although you are fluent in music, you have not undergone orthodox training, so your skills are still flawed. The old man has been proficient in music since he was a child, and if he does not give up, he is willing to teach him and temper your skills to the point where he is at ease and proficient! ”

Master Li was stunned, did Zhou Bangyan shoot himself in the foot?

He already had a love for himself, and even he really felt it, how could he be his teacher?

You must know that if you are a teacher for one day and a father for life, and that you are an elder for a teacher, you can't think about her wrongly, let alone get involved, otherwise you will be spurned by the world. She looked at him puzzled, and in his gaze she read a sincere concern and an expectation of waiting to be apprenticed.

In an instant, Master Li understood that he was going to give up! Transform the love in your heart into care, and take care of the flower you once loved.

Where to find a gentleman, if Zhou Meicheng is not a gentleman, where else in the world is there a gentleman?

Master Li was very grateful, and she walked forward quickly and gave a boy's salute. Pushing the golden mountain and pouring the jade pillar, bowed his head three times and said: "The teacher is above, please accept the disciple Master Li three times!" The teacher lost his father when he was a child, and he is willing to serve the teacher with his father from now on! ”

Zhou Bangyan stepped forward to help Master Li and said, "It just so happens that the old man has no daughters under his knees, and I will treat you as a daughter!" ”

After the ceremony, Master Li played the piano and sang the song "Luoyang Spring", and she couldn't help but think of the poem that Song Jiang recited to her: "The farthest distance in the world, it's not that I'm standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you." It's that we know that we love each other, but we can't be together......"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Looking at Master Li who was playing and singing, Zhou Bangyan was pleased with his approach and gave up a relationship, but it could make this love stronger, deeper, longer, and more brilliant.

Huizong was furious.

He threw a lot of twists and turns at Liang Shicheng and Cai Jing's heads, pointed at them and scolded: "You······ You ······ You ministers who have misled the country and the people! You ······ Can you hide it from me, can you hide the truth of the matter? ”

Liang Shicheng and Cai Jing trembled and fell to their knees, trembling and crying: "Your Majesty is angry! If you are a minister who misunderstands the country, you will kill the ministers to thank the world, don't be angry, the Great Song Dynasty can't do without you! ”

Huizong's seven orifices were smoking, trembling all over, and his face was blue. Like an angry wolf, he walked back and forth on the ground with blood-red eyes, trying to swallow his prey in one gulp, but he couldn't bear to swallow it.

Then, unable to contain the anger in his heart, he kicked a small stool on the ground away, and shouted with an angry face: "Explain to me honestly, what's going on?" The cause and effect must not be concealed for half a point, otherwise I will not be able to spare you! ”

The two thieves had expected today's events, and their rhetoric was seamless.

I saw Cai Jing wipe his tears with his sleeve, and then said in a hoarse old voice: "Your Majesty treats the old minister for the crime of delay and failure to report, the minister is speechless, and he is willing to receive the death penalty!" But the minister is also a loyal heart to serve the country, I hope Your Majesty understands! Previously, the prince of the prison army died, and the old minister was afraid that the report would cause the temple to shake and affect His Majesty's plan to suppress bandits, so he suppressed it and did not report it! Later, Hu Yanzhuo won a small victory, and the old minister felt that if he reported truthfully, His Majesty would reward him, which would make Hu Yanzhuo breed arrogance, have the heart of underestimating the enemy, and also affect His Majesty's plans! Sure enough, Hu Yanzhuo was arrogant and underestimated the enemy, so that the army was defeated, and many soldiers and generals surrendered to thieves! The old minister is loyal, and he has no intention of causing today's disaster, which is the crime of the old minister. After speaking, tears broke down in his eyes, and his clothes were wet.

Seeing this, Liang Shicheng said, "Your Majesty Mingjian! This incident shows that Cai Xiang is brave and loyal! When the prince died, Cai Xiang had discussed with Wechen, and Wechen also felt that what Cai Xiang said was a great plan for the country and the people, so the minister also agreed to conceal it! Wei Chen thought at the time, for the sake of His Majesty's Jiangshan Sheji, as long as the thieves in Liangshanbo were eliminated, let alone the death of one of Wei Chen's subordinates, even if Wei Chen died on the battlefield, it was worth it! ”

Hearing that the two of them poured their hearts and souls into distinguishing, Huizong's anger subsided slightly, but his residual anger was still strong. He sneered, "According to you, I blamed you? ”

When the two heard Huizong say this, they knew that the thunder had passed, and at most it was drizzling, and they were secretly happy in their hearts.

Cai Jing hurriedly wiped away his tears and said: "How can the ministers blame Your Majesty, all the mistakes are the fault of the old ministers." The old minister has been ruling for decades, and he must be careful in everything, lest he make the slightest mistake and lead thousands of miles of error, and he does not want to lose the night tonight, so that the embankment of the Song Dynasty will be destroyed in the anthill. caused this defeat, the old minister was sincerely afraid, and hoped that His Majesty would be punished! ”