The incense of the Daxiong Treasure Hall lingers, the ever-bright lamp that keeps going day and night burns the flame of the wick like a bean, the curtains on both sides of the pillars of the main hall have long been blackened under the smoke of many years, there are monks holding Buddhist beads, walking through the spotless green bricks, and when they see Li Lanting, they fold their hands and salute. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Lanting left Chen Zhongqing and Li Ruyan outside the black tiles and white walls, and walked into the Daxiong Hall alone. Standing in front of the Buddha Shakyamuni, who was sitting on his knees, his hands were folded, and the Confucian, who was silent and confused and believed in the self-improvement of the gentleman, rarely bowed his head to the Buddha in the temple.

Maybe he doesn't believe in the Buddhas and dragon elephants, but this Qingliang Mountain's Daxiong Treasure Hall is the last trace of connection with the past deep love, people have three thousand troubles, cut and messy, is sorrowful.

At that time, the Li family has been in the middle of the road, he is just a cold window to study hard for ten years, still poor, uncertain young man, he often sits in the pavilion next to the Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou to read, hanging a bamboo basket obliquely, into the temple door to burn incense and worship the Buddha she will always bring him a little melon and fruit tribute.

Li Lanting remembered this Dou Mien, as well as the appearance of her brushing the green silk backwards.

He said that he would definitely be a blockbuster in the future, he would definitely return to his hometown in fine clothes, and he would definitely be famous all over the world. And I will definitely marry her.

He traveled thousands of miles to Bianliang, the capital of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and successfully jumped over the dragon gate in the imperial examination of thousands of troops and horses squeezing across the single-plank bridge. became a Sanding Jia, became a champion, and finally returned to Hangzhou and married her.

And it didn't take long for this sweetness to be removed from his official position because of his outspokenness and collision with the saint, and he was degraded to Bashu. When he returned to Hangzhou after the three-year period, he was disheartened, but he did not usher in a smile like a flower, but waited for the news of the death of his wife and a five-year-old daughter.

He didn't even see the last of them, and even before she died, she just let people suppress the matter, and wrote two words with trembling fingers.

"Don't disturb."

Li Lanting turned white overnight when Li Ruyan was five years old. and vowed not to enter the court as an official again, and not to continue or marry.

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.

The pear blossoms all over the mountains are still snow-white like a tide, but the back of the flowers was a pair at the beginning, and now the cocoon is independent, and the shadow hangs from each other.

The most bitter is lovesickness, and the farthest is yin and yang.

Li Lanting opened his eyes, just in time to see the Bodhisattva on the lotus seat with a low brow and a compassionate expression. He sighed, the voice echoed in the Buddha hall, and then turned around and went out, looking back at the Hangzhou ferry, he smiled and sent her four lines of poetry, which are now long gone. I left all the joys and sorrows of the past here, and I don't miss them anymore.

"Don't read it."

Flowers are shining, and snow is rolling all over the sky.

Cool mountain top, the scenery is infinite at four o'clock.

Li Ruyan's expression was a little like a great enemy, she glanced at Chen Ruyu with hostility, and then glanced at Chen Zhongqing cautiously, as if she cared about how the No. 1 talent in Hangzhou felt after seeing Chen Ruyu. However, when she saw that Chen Zhongqing's expression was just calm and not salty, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Ruyu's mood is indeed not as smooth as the strings under his fingertips, a few days ago, Su Zizhan, who is good at flowering willow graceful words, was forced to abandon his pen by an unknown scholar at the garden poetry party, and Chen Ruyu, who admired Su Gongzi the most in his life, naturally did not want to accept the fact that Chen Zhongqing won the three tripods alone. She once said that she didn't care what the other women on the rouge list were, but she Chen Ruyu would never pray that Chen Zhongqing would write a word for her, and she would not die.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, Chen Ruyu frowned, as if he couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart, and let the sound of the piano become a surging catharsis.

The fingers slipped, and the rhyme broke when the strings were hooked.

The piercing murmur broke the tune, startling the cranes that had been flying around the pavilion, fluttering their wings and flying around the pavilion. Chen Ruyu put down the guqin in annoyance, looking worried, originally she wanted to be shocked again in this year's rouge list competition, but unfortunately now she is in a mess of mood, not to mention the amazing popping up of the Huchun ballad, even if it is played fluently and smoothly, it has become an unfinished matter.

Chen Zhongqing said to himself, "This piano is a little badly played. It stands to reason that people who can play this kind of flavor shouldn't make such a mistake. ”

Li Ruyan frowned and whispered, "Son Zhongqing, I'm afraid that people don't like us to judge behind her back, right?" ”

Chen Zhongqing was stunned for a moment, he obviously misunderstood Li Ruyan's thoughts, and said with a smile, "That's right, the criticism behind the back is not a gentleman, you should bluntly ask her to correct it." ”

Li Ruyan patted her head in annoyance, regretting that she had said the wrong thing.

Chen Ruyu sighed at this time, raised his head, but saw a scholar who had a relationship in the pavilion in the middle of the mountain walking towards him, and the maid Xiaoling stepped forward and protected Chen Ruyu. Her eyes stared at Chen Zhongqing with ill intentions, and asked, "This son, my young lady doesn't talk to people casually. ”

Chen Zhongqing respectfully gestured and said softly, "I just saw Miss playing a song of Huchun Ballad, and I thought that Miss was profound and perfect, but she was just a little lacking in heat, so I dared to ask, I don't know if there is any grievance?" ”

Chen Ruyu was depressed because of Su Zizhan's matter, and at this time, listening to the scholar in front of him pick it out like this, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, Xiao Ling, who has always been good at observing words and colors, saw the waves on the young lady's face, and naturally wanted to help her speak, "Eh, I said why are you so verbose, I said it, a scholar of your level is not qualified to criticize my young lady's piano skills, do you hear?" ”

Chen Zhongqing smiled and waved his hand, but he was not annoyed, and he was ready to leave.

Chen Ruyu stared at his back, and for some reason, he suddenly called Chen Zhongqing behind his back.

"This son ......"

Chen Zhongqing turned his head, "Huh? What's the matter? ”

"Can you play the piano?"

"Hmm...... A little bit of understanding, a little understanding. ”

Chen Ruyu's tone was full of disbelief and doubt, and he frowned and asked, "Since the son knows the sound of the piano, why don't you sit down and play a song, so that the slave family can feast their ears?" ”

Li Ruyan, who was standing on the side, hinted at Chen Zhongqing several times, signaling him not to take this hot potato, who knew that Chen Zhongqing didn't think about it, so he agreed.

"Okay, anyway, I haven't touched the piano for a long time, so I don't know if I can still play the charm."

Chen Ruyu got up slowly, made way for Chen Zhongqing, rolled up his clothes with both hands, sat cross-legged, and stroked the piano with both hands.

"The rhythm of the lake spring ballad is soft and gentle, like spring rain moisturizing things silently. I'm afraid I won't be able to talk about this tune, so I ask the girl not to be surprised. ”

Xiao Ling glanced at Chen Zhongqing, pursed her lips, and said disdainfully, "You obviously can't play the tune, and you are still a high-ranking person here, if you play cotton indiscriminately, be careful that I beat you, this Jiaowei piano is very expensive, and you can't afford to break a string." ”

Chen Zhongqing pretended not to hear.

Chen Ruyu smiled, in fact, she didn't expect Chen Zhongqing to be able to make amazing tunes, but she was upset at this time and wanted to find something to calm down.

But what Chen Zhongqing said next made her unable to laugh.

At this time, Li Lanting happened to step out of the threshold of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and saw Chen Zhongqing sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, with yellow cranes fluttering behind him, soaring around the ancient pines. The morning bell and the dusk drum are like immortals stepping on the clouds and resisting the wind, and slowly walk through the sea of clouds.

Chen Zhongqing took a deep breath and continued, "I'll just offer ugliness and play a song "Guangling San". ”