Yang Ke smiled slightly: "Uncle don't worry, no matter how many things there are, there are priorities, and the order is different, as long as you distinguish the priority, find the root of the disease, and start from the root, you will naturally get rid of the disease, let's do it one by one, first of all, we can't be afraid of this trouble." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Speaking of this, Yang Ke paused slightly: "As for the matter of entering the office, I will wait until my nephew assists Zhang Hua in finishing Sima Lun's affairs." ”

After Yang Ji finished these words, his spirits perked up, and he thought to himself: "Yes, first of all, you can't be afraid of trouble and can't hide, and secondly, you must distinguish priorities, find the crux of the problem, and do it one by one. It's just that he hasn't figured it out yet, why Yang Ke waits until Sima Lun's matter is finished before considering the matter of joining the office. This night is a catastrophe of life and death, the nerves are tense to the extreme, and the physical strength is exhausted, Yang Ji felt a deep tiredness coming, looking at Yang Ke's calm and calm expression, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after this battle, Yang Ke's vision and means were vividly displayed, since he was so confident, he didn't have to worry about everything. As soon as he thought of this, Yang Ji's eyes closed slightly, and he fell asleep in the shaking car. Yang Ke opened the curtain of the car, the night was vast outside, and a cold wind hit, straight into the heart, making his mind suddenly sober up a lot, Yang Ke let out a long breath of turbidity: "Yes, what to do next, you have to think about it." ”

In the late autumn season, the rare sunshine, the willow trees on the bank meander endlessly along the embankment, until the end of the handover of water and sky, the willow leaves fall, only tens of thousands of willow branches dance with the wind in the autumn breeze, the Luohe River reflects the golden sparkling sunshine, the long bridge lies on the waves, pedestrians shuttle, bursts of air with the fragrance of soil and willow trees come to the face, refreshing people's hearts. It is still on the shore of the Luo River, still on the painting boat, Zhang Rui looked at Yang Ke standing at the bow of the boat, wearing a white dress, his posture was tall and slender, with a signboard-like smile on his face, and the silhouette in the sun was as handsome and elegant as before, but for some reason, Zhang Rui felt something different. In the past, he felt warm and moist from Yang Ke, but now he feels unattainable, and even a little strange.

Yang Ke stepped off the bow of the boat and took a cup of tea from Zhang Rui, the tea soup was green, the tea fragrance was elegant and rhymed, and there were wisps. Zhang Rui in front of him is not stained, plain and long skirt, goose-egg-shaped cheeks are like coagulation, curved eyebrows are picturesque, a pair of black and white eyes are shining, the head is full of black silk just inserted into a simple wooden hairpin, the hair hangs down on the shoulders, and the half-covered cheeks are shallow, compared with a year ago, Zhang Rui is more beautiful, but it seems to be a little more subtle.

"Do you know why I like the beauty of the Luo River?" Yang Ke took a sip of tea soup and asked.

Zhang Rui shook her head: "You Fang doesn't know." Youfang is Zhang Rui's word, in ancient times, only the young lady who had read the book in the official eunuch's house would have words, and only in front of close people would she use words to call herself and each other.

"People say that Cao Zhi Cao Zijian lived on the bank of the Luo River and met Luo Shen before writing Luo Shen Fu, in fact, I also know another allusion to the origin of Luo Shen Fu."

"Oh? Another origin? ”

Yang Ke helped Zhang Rui into the cabin and sat opposite each other. At that time, Cao Cao was working hard for the hegemony, Cao Pi was also in the court as an official to help Cao Cao, and Cao Zhi was still young because he was still young, so he was able to get along with Cao Pi's wife Zhen day and night, and then fell in love with Zhen. After Cao Pi in the Han Dynasty Emperor 26 years called the emperor, Zhen was named a concubine, she was three years older than Cao Pi, Huang Chu two years, Zhen because of the decline of grace, write poems to relieve depression, Cao Pi saw the poem after the furious, then sent the envoy Zhen to death, buried in Yecheng, it is rumored that Zhen died with hair covered face, with chaff plugged mouth, very miserable. That year, Cao Zhi went to Luoyang to meet Cao Pi. The crown prince Cao Rong born to Zhen accompanied the imperial uncle to dinner, Cao Zhi looked at his nephew, remembered Zhen's death, and felt sour, so Cao Pi gave Cao Zhi, the relics of Queen Zhen, jade and gold belt pillows. Cao Zhi on the way back, on the shore of the Luo River at night, in a trance, seeing things and thinking about people, seeing Concubine Zhen Lingbo coming from the wind, Cao Zhi woke up, but it turned out to be a dream of Nan Ke, so the literary thoughts were agitated, and he wrote a "Feeling Zhen Fu", and later the prince Cao Rong succeeded to the throne, in order to avoid his mother's name, he changed it to "Luo Shen Fu". ”

"Youfang once read the poem written by Mrs. Zhen - out of sorrow, into also sorrow. There is a lot of sad wind in the border land, and the trees are repaired. From the gentleman to the solitary pleasure, prolong the life of a thousand years. Zhang Rui chanted slowly, and her words were desolate: "Since ancient times, the red face has been thin, and the ruthless is the most emperor's family." Mrs. Zhen unfortunately encountered both of these things, how can she have a good death。。。。。。 ”

"Yes, it is precisely because ruthlessness is the most emperor's family, so Mrs. Zhen has a thin life since ancient times, life is as hurried as a white horse, who can really open her heart, and who can do it casually, not only Mrs. Zhen, which of all the people in this world is not like floating duckweed, and she can't help herself." Yang Ke stared at the willow branches swaying in the wind on the shore, and said lightly: "In the past year, I have done a lot of things that I am not willing to do, I am not willing to kill, I am not willing to participate in party struggles, I am not willing to use Kuaiqin and Wenyang as bait, I am not willing to be a stranger to my father, and you, I am not willing to 。。。。。。。 ”

Zhang Rui interrupted Yang Ke's words, her expression was stubborn, her eyes were hot, her voice was small but her tone was firm: "I am willing." ”

Seeing that Yang Ke was stunned for a moment, Zhang Rui picked up the notebook on the table, opened it page by page, and the paper was full of graceful fly-headed letters, as if he was talking to himself: "Since you left, I have looked at the poems you recited casually recorded in the past every day, and I am also interested, and I write down my feelings and thoughts casually. Actually, I'm just chatting with someone who doesn't know where he is, I don't know where that person is, what he's doing, whether he's in a daze like me, whether he remembers me as a guest in life, and whether we can see each other again in this life。。。。。。 ”

Yang Ke silently took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Rui.

Zhang Rui took the silk handkerchief, wiped the tears that oozed unconsciously from the corners of his eyes, the silk handkerchief still carried Yang Ke's body temperature and breath, looking at Yang Ke close at hand, Zhang Rui's heart suddenly swelled with infinite warmth: "When I was in a daze, I often thought, you are really a strange person, I have never seen you lose your temper, always with that kind of faint expression, gentle and elegant, never know what you are thinking in your heart." I also had a grudge, why didn't you say goodbye at that time, when I was captured by them, I was also thinking that you deliberately used me to confuse Sima Xuan, so that they thought that you were a fool, relaxed their guard against you, and used me to lure away the officers and soldiers who captured you, so that you could escape from Luoyang City, do you have any last resort? Speaking of this, Zhang Rui sighed faintly and stroked the notebook in front of her: "Write and write every day, remember and remember, and slowly understand, I have been helping you find reasons to make yourself feel better, and then I figured it out, it doesn't matter if you have these reasons or not, I only know that I am willing, I am willing to do anything for you, even if I risk my own life." And these are all things that I am willing to do, and I will be full of joy when I do something for you, but it has nothing to do with Childe。。。。。。。 ”