Tongtai Temple was originally on a hillside. According to the gentle slope layer by layer, the highest point suddenly rises up, is the Medicine Buddha Pagoda. From the pagoda to the back of the Tongtai Temple wall, out of the wall is no longer the boundary of the Tongtai Temple. From the back of Tongtai Temple, go down layer by layer, and not far from the mountain is the Black Dragon Lake.

The Black Dragon Lake is a number of pieces of water that seem to be intermittently connected, and the pavilions and pavilions are dotted in the meantime. Black Dragon Lake is a folk forbidden place and a royal garden. At this moment, Gao Cheng and Cui Jishu were outside the walls of the Black Dragon Lake Annex, listening to the sound of the flute coming from the palace.

Gao Cheng stopped for a long time and looked up at the walls of the palace. The white walls and blue tiles are nothing special, but the walls are several feet high, tightly isolating the inside and outside of the palace. Gao Cheng unsheathed his saber and threw it on the ground, then took off his wide-sleeved coat and threw it on the ground, revealing the white hakama he was wearing inside. It's really relaxing.

"Come here," Gao Cheng motioned for Cui Jishu to kneel under the corner.

Cui Jishu didn't dare to disobey, and did as he was told with a bitter face.

Gao Cheng ran a few steps, stepped on Cui Jishu's back first, pedaled hard, and jumped instantly. When Cui Jishu got up and looked up, Gao Cheng had already jumped on the wall.

"Childe, I can't go up." Now Cui Ji was anxious. He knew that with his little martial arts, he really couldn't climb such a high wall.

Gao Cheng stood at the head of the wall and looked left and right, and found that there was a tree a little farther away from the outside of the wall. knew that this was the case, so why bother to use Cui Jishu as a springboard.

"Come here." Gao Cheng shouted Cui Jishu while stepping on the wall and running towards the tree. The feet are as fast as flying, but they are safe.

"Childe...... The annoying boy came to his aid. Cui Jishu ran under the tree and looked up pitifully at Gao Cheng, who was standing at the top of the wall.

"Undress!" Gao Cheng commanded expressionlessly.

"Take off ...... Undressing? Cui Jishu felt strange and embarrassed.

"Do you take it off or not?" Gao Cheng suddenly shouted angrily.

"Take off ...... Take off...... Childe was angry. Cui Jishu also untied his sword and wide clothes. But he was wearing a middle coat, no better than Gao Cheng's hakama, and he was not visible.

Wearing a middle coat, Cui Jishu climbed along the tree, quite clumsy.

Gao Cheng smiled wickedly, jumped up to the treetops, broke a long branch and jumped back to the wall.

Cui Jishu was climbing, suddenly the wind swept away, his face was extremely painful, and then he was caught in his waist by something, and then there was a great force that lifted him up the wall.

Gao Cheng stood at the head of the wall, casually threw Cui Jishu in a middle coat into the wall, and then jumped off the wall himself. The two of them had already entered the Black Dragon Lake Palace. Cui Jishu rolled in pain on the grass, and didn't dare to speak.

At first, the trees are in the shadows, and then gradually they are open. Along the road, the lake sparkles in the moonlight. Little by little, piece by piece, winding and lingering, passing by the mountains and extending into the deep valley. The dancing pavilion by the pool, the pavilion on the stream, and the pavilion in the lake are all exquisite houses built by the water. Gao Cheng and Cui Jishu walked blindly without distinguishing between things and things, only the sound of the flute as a guide. If there is no one next to Gao Cheng, Cui Jishu is afraid of meeting people.

After walking for a while, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, but suddenly there was a light in front of me. Passing through a belt of sparse forests and dense grass, there is a shallow stream in front. The water of the stream is clear in the moonlight, and even the pebbles at the bottom of the stream can be seen clearly. The rhythm stopped, and there was a sudden silence. If you listen closely, you can hear the tinkling sound of the stream flowing, accompanied by the occasional insect song or two.

In the shallow stream not far from the shore, there is a dance pavilion that is wide on all sides. The dance pavilion is completely built by the green bamboo, exquisite, not built on the high platform, with the bamboo pole for the four legs, towering on the stream. The piano, flute, bell and chime are arranged in an orderly manner, and several dancing girls stand on the side.

A young girl in the middle, sitting upright behind a piano in a high-haired dress. The hand is like a soft wattle, high and slowly falling, ten fingers are plucked, and the sound of the piano comes out.

"Whoever says that he has been away for a long time is suitable to say goodbye to you. The fragrance on the clothes is still there, and the book in the hand is not extinguished. The double belt in the waist is a concentric knot in the dream. Often afraid of the dew, Yaohua did not bear to fold. ”

The girl sang while playing the piano. Listening to the voice is still young, but it is crisp and soft, and it can be imagined that he is a person with an extremely gentle personality.

"Thoughtful? This is the poetry of Yuefu. Cui Jishu finally forgot about his embarrassment, and was attracted by the wonderful qin songs and poems for a moment.

Gao Cheng didn't speak, and stood by the stream as if no one was looking at the person in the middle of the dance pavilion not far away.

"Childe is far away, but on the side of heaven. Looking at the rivers and mountains, the road is long. Don't fall before the autumn leaves, don't fall after the spring flowers. There was a thunderous sigh, and the rain and tears suddenly flowed. The longing is endless, and the heart hurts itself. ”

The girl in the dance pavilion continued to sing softly, with a faint hint of sentimentality. Behind her, the dancing queen danced softly, as if she was afraid of alarming someone.

Cui Jishu could interpret the true meaning of the piano song, couldn't help frowning, and blurted out, "This song is thoughtful, it was made by the late prince Xiao Tong, the girl is so sentimental, is the late prince her beloved?" ”

Gao Cheng's heart fluctuated, and a faint sadness slowly sprung up, his mouth couldn't speak, his heart couldn't think about it, and even he didn't know why. It took a long time to say to Cui Jishu, "It's just a piece of music, and it's only a moment of sadness, even if Xiao Tong was her beloved, he has been gone for a long time." With that, he took a few more steps, wading in the stream with both feet, and the stream was soaking wet without feeling it.

Gao Cheng saw the woman playing the piano clearly. She is extremely beautiful, like the moon in the fog and the willow in the smoke, and the distance between him is not far away, it is not close, and it seems to be far and near. She sat there quietly, quietly, and it was this silence that attracted him. It seems that as long as she is by her side, she will stay away from the hustle and bustle, and throw away all the delusions of the world. He had never felt this way before.

"Childe, you can't go any further." Cui Jishu anxiously whispered behind Gao Cheng.

Gao Cheng turned a deaf ear.

Strangely, at this time, not only did the piano stop singing in the dance hall, but the girl seemed to have commanded something, and the dancers hurriedly retreated, leaving the girl alone to sit still.

At this time, the girl actually raised her head and glanced this way. She only glanced at it and then began to play again, closing her eyes as she played, as if she could not extricate herself from the lyre.

"Will Zhong Zixi, no step in me, no fold in my mulberry. How dare you love it? Fear of my parents. Zhong Kehuai is also afraid of the words of his parents.

Will be Zhongzixi, no foot on my wall, no fold my mulberry. How dare you love it? Fear my brothers. Zhong Kehuai also, the words of the brothers, can also be feared.

Will Zhong Zixi, no step on my garden, no fold my tree sandalwood, how dare you love it? Fear of many words. Zhong Kehuai also, people have many words, and they can also be afraid. ”

The girl recited poetry while playing the piano with her eyes closed, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips. A little smug and a little naughty, like he's kidding with someone.

This smile went straight into Gao Cheng's heart, and it secretly matched his true temperament. He couldn't resist it anymore and wanted to wade straight up. Suddenly, he was pulled by Cui Jishu behind him.

"Shonako ...... No Foot on My Wall...... Childe, this girl is talking about you, she is joking with you, she has been discovered, let's go. Cui Jishu said as he pulled Gao Cheng back.

Before Gao Cheng could speak, he suddenly felt a flash in front of him, and a white figure fell in front of him as if flying into the sky. The golden wind swept away, the sharp blade was added, and a sharp sword was already pointed straight at the throat.

The sound of the piano ceased, and the girl stopped chanting, but she still sat high on the table, looking at everything in front of her clearly.

Gao Cheng only saw a woman in white with hair very close in front of him, looking at her with a sword with a cold expression. His life was in her hands. I don't know why, but I don't seem to care about my life, I just feel that her complexion is very beautiful. Under the moonlight, the white-clothed woman's hair is brushing, like a warm, clear and carved majestic Hanyu treasure, waiting for those who understand it to pour. But at the moment, she waited calmly and calmly to end his life.

"Who are you?" Gao Cheng asked anxiously.

"You don't have to know." The woman in white replied coldly.

"Shunhua ......" the girl on the stage called softly.

The woman in white shot out like lightning, grabbed Gao Cheng's collar, took off to the air, jumped onto the stage like a fly, and threw Gao Cheng to the ground.

"Childe!" Cui Jishu couldn't care that he was only wearing a middle coat and wading through the stream. Seeing Gao Cheng being thrown to the ground just now, I really don't know what I feel in my heart.

Gao Cheng had never lost so badly. He didn't believe that a slender woman could be so brave. By the time he stood up, the woman in white's sword was already pointing at his throat again.

"You're not from Liang, you're from the north." The girl who played the piano was extremely gentle, and her voice was soft and straightforward. But she only glanced up at Gao Cheng and concluded with certainty.

"Who are you?" Gao Cheng got up from the ground, didn't care about replying, but took a step forward to the woman in white standing beside the gentle woman, and asked urgently, "Please tell me?" ”

A sharp pain in the neck came. The pain was followed by pain and itching, and bright red blood flowed down his neck. It turned out that the woman in white didn't have any pity for him, and the silver light had already been forced by the sword, and it really cut his flesh and skin. The pain woke Gao Cheng up, and he looked back at the sword's owner. The woman in white's eyes shone coldly.

"I didn't see the guilt of Yuqing, why should I be so ruthless?" Gao Cheng didn't seem to care about the pain, and he didn't avoid it, and the girl in white seemed to tremble slightly in her hands. Gao Cheng stretched out his hand to touch his neck, his fingers were stained with blood, he took a step forward, and sighed: "Now that I have my life hanging in the hands of Qing, I don't have to fight for this moment." ”

The woman in white stabilized the blade of the sword, still sealing her throat with the sword and said: "I have no intention, how can I be ruthless." But if you dare to come near the princess again, you will not die. ”

"Shunhua doesn't have to be like this, what do I want his life to do?" The girl who played the harp stood up and commanded softly.

The woman in white listened, and Fang withdrew her sword.

Cui Jishu secretly thought about the identity of this girl under the pavilion.

"You are not the widow of the late prince Xiao Tong, who are you? How do you know I'm a northerner? Gao Cheng asked eagerly, curiosity rising.

The girl who played the piano frowned and smiled faintly, "Therefore, the prince is my first uncle, and the current prince is my father." If you ask me how I know that you are from the Wei Kingdom of the Northern Dynasty......" she pointed to her eyes and motioned to Gao Cheng, and did not continue directly. Gao Cheng's eyes are blue, and he knows that he is different at a glance.

"Her Royal Highness the princess knows that I am a Xianbei person from the Northern Wei Dynasty." Gao Cheng talked eloquently. "Traveled to the Southern Dynasty with a house slave, first entered Jiankang, mistakenly broke into the palace forbidden, and saw the princess."

"The high wall is several feet, the door is closed, where did he break by mistake, it is clearly an intentional snoop." The woman in white, who had been silent, suddenly replied coldly.

"There's no need to pursue it. Today, I am here to mourn my uncle, and I don't want to make trouble. Shunhua, you send him out, don't disturb others anymore. The princess turned away as she spoke, as if intending to leave, but hesitated not to go.

Gao Cheng's mind moved, but the person didn't move, just looked at her back.

The girl in white took Gao Cheng, who was stained with blood, and Cui Jishu, who was covered in muddy water, all the way to the outside of the palace. Cui Jishu looked at her back, and then looked at Gao Cheng who was following the girl in white. I feel that his person is like the moon in the sky, although he is bright, but his coldness is enough to reject people thousands of miles away, and he doesn't know what the son of the world is thinking. On the way, I also met the guard sergeant, who seemed to be very obedient and respectful to the girl in white. Even when he saw Gao Cheng and Cui Jishu, he didn't ask much.

Out of the palace gate, the girl in white immediately stopped, looking at Gao Cheng and Cui Jishu, as if she wanted to wait for them to leave and go back to the princess.

Cui Jishu couldn't wait to leave immediately. Gao Cheng reflexively walked up a few steps towards the girl in white, and there was not enough between the two. The woman in white clenched the sword in her hand and met his eyes, still cold.

Gao Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly, "For the first time in my life, I lost to a woman, fortunately, fortunately." ”

He took another step, and the woman in white shot as fast as lightning, and with a flash of cold light, she had already drawn her sword out of its sheath. But Gao Cheng was faster than her, and he only had to point to his shoulders and elbows. There was a loud bang in the dark night, and the sword had fallen to the ground. The woman in white also fell to the ground with a limp. Gao Cheng stretched out his arm to catch her and didn't let her fall to the ground.

"Shizi!" Cui Jishu thought that Gao Cheng would suffer an accident, and blurted out exclaimed.

"Who the hell are you?" Although the woman in white was subject to Gao Cheng and couldn't move in his arms, her eyes were still cold.

"Cheap name Ah Hui." Gao Cheng ignored Cui Jishu. "I have no other intentions, I just want to know your name."

After a moment of silence, the woman in white finally replied in a very soft voice: "Yang Shunhua." ”

There is a lesbian car, Yan Ru Shunhua. Cui Jishu on the side meditated in his heart, and he knew very well what the prince liked.

Gao Cheng picked up Yang Shunhua and smiled slightly, "Go back and restore your life." After that, he turned around and left, and without looking back, he shouted to Cui Jishu, who didn't know why, "Cui Jishu, if you can't keep up, you will stay here." ”

Xiaobu chased after him for a long time, and Cui Jishu caught up with Gao Cheng. He shouted, "Shizi, does your injury matter?" I couldn't help but stop and catch my breath. Cui Jishu is fat, and unlike Gao Cheng, who enters and exits the army, he is prone to expeditions and is agile.

Gao Cheng finally stopped, turned around and stood still and looked at Cui Jishu coldly, "Injury? At this time, Fang remembered who was the master of Lang and who was the house slave? At this time, I remembered your lord's wounds? ”

Cui Jishu opened his mouth, but did not speak. Isn't it that he fled first in distress in Tongtai Temple, and the prince is too resentful. So he was full of grievances and said, "The son of the world is angry again, I am also a slave of the son, and I have made up for the son." ”

Gao Cheng didn't speak again. Cui Jishu is a little bold, but after all, he is pure-hearted, lives up to his scheming, and is sincerely friends with him. Just like his father Gao Huan and Sima Ziru.

"Besides, the prince loves Shuse, so he has the heart to let her, how did he know that this girl was so ruthless." Cui Jishu complained quietly.

Gao Cheng recalled the scene just now, involuntarily reached out and stroked the wound on his neck, and said thoughtfully, "Yang Shunhua, if my guess is right, his father is Liang Fu Yang Kan." In the future, I am afraid that this is the only general who can defeat my Great Wei. ”

The ancestor of Yang Kan was a general of Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty. His descendants returned to Wei for some reason, but they often thought about their homeland. When he arrived at Yangkan, he remembered the wishes of his ancestors and finally returned to the Southern Dynasty.

I didn't expect Gao Cheng to think so deeply, Cui Jishu had nothing to say.

"The emperor is a good Buddha, the princess loves Zhonglu, and it will be even worse, the Southern Dynasty is no longer my Great Wei." Gao Cheng sighed. "Forbidden places and palaces are still negligent in taking precautions, let alone other places."

Cui Jishu felt solemn in his heart. originally thought that the prince was still young, just a good color and fun, but he didn't expect his mind to be so meticulous.

Autumn in Jiankang carries the afterglow of summer. The autumn colors of Jiangnan are rendered. The distant mountains are tranquil and magnificent, the water near is clear and clear, and the autumn colors in the south of the Yangtze River are such a kind of clarity and purity.

Autumn in Luoyang is the morning of winter. The sun was bleak, the clouds were thick and yellow, the wind was strong, the green was fading, and there was ash everywhere. Today's Luoyang City is even more vigorous and vigorous, permeated with decay that has penetrated into the bone marrow.

Gloomy, bleak, winter-like autumn, almost every house in Luoyang City is closed. There was news in the palace that Emperor Yuan Xiu was sick, so that he was delayed in the government affairs, so he could only entrust Prime Minister Gao Huan to supervise the state affairs. In order to recuperate, the emperor has moved to the Zhuhua Pavilion in the remote part of the palace. None of the foreign ministers were seen, and only a few close relatives of the clan, such as Nanyang Wang Yuanbao Torch, could visit the sick.

The inner courtyard is empty and cold, and the outer court is unpredictable. At this time, the Hou general, Shangshu's left servant shot Sun Teng's mansion in the closed gate, but it was a different scene.

The singing and dancing in the hall are level, and the banquet is fat and greasy. The drums and shengs are staggered. The dancer in front of the banquet was the dancing girl in Sun Teng's mansion, who looked still young, and between her eyebrows, she vaguely looked like Yuan Mingyue, the princess of the plains.

"Where did General Sun find someone who dances so well?" Sima Ziru stood up and walked to Sun Teng's side and said with a smile, "How can the dance fall second, it is rare to be so similar to the face of the princess of the plains." Sima Ziru was already slightly drunk, and his half-admiring and half-teasing tone made Sun Teng even more embarrassed.

"Sikong jokes, and the lower officials don't dare to stand it." Sun Teng also held his suspicions, and the fact that he had asked to marry Yuan Mingyue, the princess of the Plains, would not be a secret to Sima Ziru. "After the lower official put this dancing girl into the house, he knew that his father was a descendant of the clan, named Yuantai. She is also Yuantai's concubine, and she can't bear to see her on the streets. "Scheming, courageous, fashionable, bold and ruthless, at this time it is a different kind of children's heart.

"Jun Gong, what do you think of this dancing girl? If you like it, you will let General Sun give it to you. Gao Huan, the prime minister who was sitting on the throne, also smiled at Hou Jing, who was sitting on the side. It was impossible to tell whether it was true or false in his tone, and he couldn't tell what the intention was.

Sun Teng and Sima Ziru both put down the wine vessel in their hands and listened secretly.

Hou Jing left his seat and thanked him: "Altay is grateful for the great prime minister's kindness, but he is ashamed. Altay and his wife were husband and wife when they were poor, and they were deeply affectionate and never abandoned. His wife has three sons for Xiaguan, and she has grown up, and she has worked hard for a long time, and Xiaguan is deeply grateful. has a wife and children, is the most relied on in his heart, his wish is enough, and he does not dare to ask for more. ”

Sun Teng secretly let out a long breath, knelt down and sat back again, unable to hold back the wine vessel himself.

Sima Ziru didn't know what he was thinking, so he just dropped the waiter, lowered his head and scooped the wine himself.

"Laugh, laugh." Gao Huan drank it all, and he motioned for Hou Jing to return to his position. Everyone knows that he and his wife Lou are also a husband and wife in distress and will never leave. "Qing has a son, and I also have a son, but my son is not as docile as Qing's son. As he gets older, he can only rely on him. ”

"I also have a son" naturally refers to Gao Cheng, the son of the world. Hou Jing secretly checked that Gao Huan was full of doting on Gao Cheng, the son of the world. Although he expected that such a person with such a heavy power and could not be disobeyed should be so obedient to his son, he was still a little surprised.

Sima Ziru on the side drank again, but Sun Teng still seemed to have something on his mind.

"How is my son compared to the son of a prime minister? My son is also a slave of the prime minister. The future of the son is limitless. It's just that ......" is unlimited, and the vague words that cannot be said are not so likely to arouse Gao Huan's disgust, but also praise Gao Cheng first. Hou Jing watched Gao Huan's expression change and said slowly, "The prince has been stranded in the Southern Dynasty for a long time, which is worrying. ”

Gao Huan sipped for a long time, and said in a calm tone, "I am very pleased with my love for my son." It's just that this son has a stubborn temper and a violent temper, and he is angry with me just because of a discord, and it is difficult for me as a father to be humble, and there is no one to mediate, which is very difficult. ”

Nothing to say for a while. Sima Ziru suddenly laughed alone, "The wine in General Sun's mansion is wonderful. ”

"The prime minister ......" Hou Jing glanced at Sima Ziru, "The public and the prime minister are commensurate with each other, and they must be the best candidates for mediation." ”

Gao Huan also glanced at Sima Ziru, and suddenly became melancholy. "The Supreme has been sick for a long time, I am very worried, I hope that Wanjing will live up to the grace of the Lord and be the king. It's just that Ah Hui Juliang doesn't return, and I am also worried. The worry is not in my son, but in the ears of the community. The Southern Dynasty will be my trouble sooner or later, and if Wanjing can go to Liang to find out, first, to mediate with my father and son, and second, to find out the truth of his bequest, so as to repay the Lord's kindness, it will be very good. ”

Gao Huan rarely shows such emotions. Hou Jing didn't dare to say a word, but listened humbly.

Sun Teng shook the wine vessel in his hand vigorously.

Sima Ziru seemed to be very pleased.

"Wanjing, what do you think?" Gao Huan asked.