Chapter 269: The Beauty of the Autumn Wind
Under the starry night, the moonlight was quiet, and Zhao Yougong hugged his arms and looked at the black-robed man for a long time. Mo looked at his relaxed face, but he was a little worried in his heart, since he was hit by Grandma Tong's life and death charm and special prohibition, he could no longer exert his force as freely as before, so if he really wanted to fight, the unlucky one must be him Zhao. However, he felt that the black-robed people would not dare to do it, because this was the same state.
"What, you still want to do it? Oh, are your injuries healed? Zhao Yougong asked, in fact, he wanted to scare the black-robed man, at this time, the black-robed man was injured, and he Zhao was injured even more.
Listening to Zhao Yougong's question, the black-robed man couldn't help but glance at his shoulder, if he could, he really wanted to teach Zhao Yougong a lesson, this guy has been too arrogant recently.
"Hehe, Your Highness's skills are profound, and this seat is ashamed of itself, but there are some things that can not be solved with good kung fu, so it is better to take a step back, as long as Your Highness promises not to interfere in the affairs of Tingyu Pavilion in the future, this seat will not find trouble with Your Highness."
The black-robed man spoke calmly, as if he could hold Zhao Yougong with something. Zhao Yougong could naturally hear it, but he still sneered, "What if this king doesn't agree?" β
"Don't say yes? Your Highness, you must know that if we really fight hard, we will not be able to reap any benefits. What happened in the Niu Xin Pavilion, His Royal Highness won't forget it so quickly, do you think, if this seat leaks the matter of Tuoba Man to Tuoba Xuan, what will happen? β
The black-robed man smiled lightly, paused, hid his hand in his long sleeves, and continued, "Oh, forget your highness, Tuoba Qingyun is investigating this matter now." Tuoba Xuan has also given the order. Just find the person who killed Tuobaman. It must be a thousand cuts. β
Zhao Yougong was not so surprised, he pursed his lips and chuckled, "If you want to say it, just say it, Hugh threatens this king with this kind of thing, hmph, if this king suffers, it won't do you any good." β
"Your Highness suffers. It is really not good for me to listen to the great cause of the Rain Pavilion, but it is even more disadvantageous for His Highness to act against him like this. Has Your Highness thought about it, will you agree or not? β
"Why bother asking, the answer in the king's heart, you know it clearly, okay, it's still early, the king has to go back to rest, whatever you want is up to you."
That's all that is said and done. Zhao Yougong turned around and jumped to the roof, a few vertical jumps. and disappeared into the palace. The black-robed man stood firmly under the tree, without saying a word, after a long time, he suddenly clenched his right fist, turned around and slammed into the big willow tree behind him, and with a bang, the huge force smashed the willow tree and shook, and the willow leaves fell one after another, "Zhao Yougong, this is what you asked for, when the time comes, don't blame me." β
Bianliang, a distant Tokyo, is already in the autumn breeze at this time, full of gloomy light. Zhu Lian held a willow branch in her hand, walking slowly along the Bianliang River, as usual, still wearing a white gauze shirt, she likes white, because she always feels that white is the most complex color in the world. Zhilan walked briskly from a distance, got closer, and whispered, "Lady, the people from Tongzhou have arrived." β
"Well, it's finally here" Zhu Lian lost the willow branch, and the slender jade fingers lightly tapped his forehead, he was a little scared of that sister recently, in fact, he had a plan, but he couldn't tell her. Zhu Lian knows this sister too well, if she knows everything, she will definitely have something extraneous, and in order to make things more realistic, she can only hide it from her first. As for whether Qing Dai will be angry, don't worry, anyway, it's His Highness who is worried. Zhu Fengying's affairs have been arranged, and Zhu Lian's mood is much better, if it is still early today, he doesn't have the heart to go back to the house to sit, so he led Zhilan along the river to look at the scenery.
The weather turned cold, and I couldn't help but think of the little county king in Tongzhou, "Your Highness doesn't know what's going on, Zhilan, do you say Your Highness is a good person?" β
Zhu Lian's words stopped Zhilan, she pouted, and it took a long time before she smiled, "Lady, I don't dare to judge whether Your Highness is a good person or not, but Your Highness must be thinking about Niangzi in her heart." β
"You spoke for him, it seems that he is still so good at deceiving women" Zhu Lian smiled faintly, recalling the scene of the first time they met. At that time, he was dressed in a brocade robe, and the jade tree was in the wind, and he also hooked her heart with a sentence that had taken the opportunity for more than ten years.
He is too handsome and elegant, destined to be indispensable to women, Zhu Lian has never wanted to monopolize this man, but she needs to occupy the most important place.
In the raging autumn wind, there is a concern blooming in the red dust, and the mind is drifting away, uncontrollable, just thinking about him, thinking of him, recalling the ups and downs of the past, joys, sorrows, and sorrows. I met because I saw each other once, I knew each other because of my acquaintance, I knew each other, and my heart was moved. From heartbeat to affection, from curiosity to deep love, I don't know how this qiΔ happened, but she knows that Xiaojunwang has been an inseparable concern for her life.
The leaves have not fallen, the ground has not yellowed, but the autumn wind has begun to bury the green of the city, and in the wind, there is a heart peeling off, becoming cold and miserable. Autumn is always a little sad, but Zhu Lian likes autumn, maybe it is sad and vicissitudes, but the more desolate it is, the more desolate it is, the real feelings can be tested. If you really fall in love, even if you are close to the end of the world, you can't forget it. Maybe after a long time, Nianhua will eventually grow old, and she can't wait any longer at that time, but her man will definitely not let her wait too long.
The autumn wind is strong, the twilight is setting, people are far away, and their hearts are not sad.
Walking and walking, the master and servant came to a quiet courtyard, at this time the sun was setting in the west, and the Bianliang City was a little more quiet. Looking at this small courtyard, Zhu Lian stroked his forehead and sighed, how did he come here unconsciously? But since she came, let's go in and have a look, no matter what, she is also a poor person.
There is an elegant wooden bridge in front of the small courtyard, this bridge crosses the flow of the Bianhe River, and there are a few plum blossoms planted on the side of the bridge, but at this time the winter has not arrived, and the plum blossoms are still chasing the autumn wind. The elegant courtyard, the small crimson wooden door, came to the door, and a sound of the piano fell into my ears. The sound of the piano was rapid, with a kind of desolation and solemnity. Hearing the sound of the piano, it seems that I have come to the vast grassland, watching the majestic wind fluttering, and the geese falling one after another.
"This Master Li, what kind of "Falling Wild Goose Sand" is playing well, but who do you hate?"
Luoyansha, originating from the ancient road in the northwest, the border of the desert, this is the swan song of the Han Dynasty, and it is a woman's sadness. In this late autumn. The sound of the piano is precious. Suddenly high. Suddenly, it is low, which makes people feel the beauty of the costumes, and recalls the corner of the palace business. The world is rumbling, several vicissitudes of life, all countries come to peace, and also look at the prosperous Han and Tang dynasties. It's a pity that the Great Song Dynasty is not the Han and Tang Dynasties, and there will never be a horse's hooves to go west. Stepping on the Huangsha Ancient Road.
The small bridge flows in front of the gate, and the autumn wind is bleak and the flowers are gone.
Kyoto's singing is as light as rain, and spring and summer are still cold.
Everything is prosperous, drunk upstairs, a little lonely in the sunset.
How many tears did the geese shed, and a curtain of dreams entered the border pass.
The Han Dynasty is brilliant, the Tang Dynasty is far away, Wang Zhaojun has long been turned into dry bones, Yang Yuhuan is also drunk Ma Weipo, a woman is a woman, no matter how beautiful she is. Nor should it be a sin. Listen to the sound of the piano, but does Master Li sigh to himself again? Make an eye for it. Zhilan knocked lightly on the small door, and not long after, the door opened a crack, Xuan'er looked at it twice, and said in a daze, "You are?" β
"Go and sue you Li, just say that Zhu Lian is visiting!"
Although Xuan'er didn't know much about the things in Beijing, she also knew the name of the eldest lady of the Zhu family, she really didn't expect Zhu Niangzi to come here. Waiting for Xuan'er to run back to the house, it didn't take long for the piano to stop.
With Xuan'er, Zhu Lian and Zhilan entered the courtyard, the courtyard was very simple, and through the low wall, you could clearly see the Bianhe River outside. There was a low table in the room, an incense burner was burning on the table, the master was making tea with his own hands, and Zhu Lian took off his embroidered shoes and sat opposite him casually.
Speaking carefully, it is not the first time that the two have met, a long time ago, they sat together and drank tea and chatted, but that time their mood was a little different.
Zhu Lian looked carefully, compared to before, the teacher was much more elegant, and he had become simpler, still so beautiful, but he had become more uncannibalistic. A woman who is out of the world, that is naturally the heart of the red dust, today's teacher, said to be a hidden world, but rather to be guarding the courtyard, self-cultivation, although not a monk, but it is almost there.
"Why does the lady have time to come to the slave house today?" The teacher's eyebrows are picturesque, his eyes are like water, his white skin is not powdered, and he is paired with a cyan gauze shirt, which is indescribably elegant.
Zhu Lian took the tea and said with a faint smile, "It's okay, I came here while walking." The teacher lives here, but are you still used to it? If you have any needs, you can tell me. β
The teacher had some doubts in her heart, she didn't have any friendship with this Zhu lady, why did she say this?
"Xie Niangzi is kind, the teacher is still used to it, and there is nothing to worry about. Although life is poorer now, it is much more relieved than before. β
"Hehe, the master can think about it, if I were you, suddenly take off so many halos, I would always be uncomfortable, this person, if you don't fight for anything, it won't be interesting" Zhu Lian said these words, not a compliment, like Master Li's state of mind, at least she Zhu Lian can't do it. Inside, she is still an earthly person, she likes men, and she prefers some fighting.
The teacher was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head again, "I don't deserve such praise from the lady, the master is a hard-working person, and it is already a blessing to be able to live well." β
"Well, I don't know what the master usually does?"
"If you have nothing to do, I will teach those naughty children to read and write, make some embroidery, and live a fulfilling life."
Zhu Lian also admired Master Li's strength, after experiencing so many things, she could still live so indifferently, she was really a strange woman. For Master Li, Zhu Lian wanted to be kind to her, because in the final analysis, Master Li was the most innocent, if it weren't for His Royal Highness, everyone who was famous in the capital would not have fallen here.
"Master, do you still hate Your Highness?"
Zhu Lian asked, but he stopped the teacher, can he have no hatred for the little county king? If you don't have the guts, why provoke her? An accident, there were so many incidents in Pingbai, but something happened, the little county king left, and she Li Shishi stayed in this impersonal capital. At first, I really hated it, and I wanted to die with him, but after a long time, I realized how ridiculous I hated.
Who is Master Li? The top brand of Deyue Tower, the first line in the capital, no matter how good it sounds, is not a courtesan? Not a man's plaything yet? If you have money and power, you can come, but when you are tired of it, the official family let it go, and the little county king doesn't want it, so she Li Shishi became a woman who no one touches. Since you know why the official family is defending, what reason is there to hate the little county king?
"Hehe, hate what? It's a lady, don't you hate Your Highness? β
Zhu Lian naturally knew what Master Li was referring to, and I am afraid it was a matter of regretting marriage. After taking a sip of tea, Xiu frowned, and whispered, "Why hate?" I am different from my teacher, in my heart, I only like and dislike, if I like it, I must get it, and if I don't like it, I won't be tempted. β
The teacher smiled, but it was a wry smile, she really deserved to be Mrs. Zhu, and the words she said were so intriguing. If you like it, you must get it, and if you don't like it, it doesn't matter, the lady is a strong woman, and it takes strength to be such a woman.
"Does the lady like it?"
"Giggles, master might as well guess!"
Zhu Lian couldn't tell Master SΓΉ the answer, because it was her own secret.
In this secluded courtyard, Zhu Lian stayed until sunset, and when night fell, he led Zhilan to leave slowly. (To be continued......)