Who sits alone with the window,

I've had two of them.

When the lamp is asleep,

The shadow also throws people into hiding.

No that, no that,

What a desolate me.

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Xiaolan said angrily: "I respect you as a senior, but you are so disrespectful to the old." If you speak disrespectfully, you will never be able to open your mouth and speak!"

"Where did the yellow-haired girl come from, the boss's tone!"

The old man suddenly turned his fist into a palm, and with a strong force, he rushed straight to Xiaolan's face.

If this palm is hit, Xiaolan will have to burst. Shiyan turned sideways and slashed out a sword with her backhand.

Who knew that the old man's wrist flicked, the direction changed, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed Shiyan's chest.

If this catch is caught, the pair of towering peaks must be uprooted.

What a dirty and despicable "black tiger digging out the heart"!

It was too late to parry, she subconsciously turned sideways, trying to dodge the past, but who knew that his claws followed him like a shadow, and he caught it closely.

In an instant, she was enraged, and she slapped him without hesitation!

"Bang"!

The two of them seemed to be frozen, but each other's arms were trembling, and at the junction of their palms, there was faint heat.

This woman can withstand the old man's palm, and it seems that the internal strength is extraordinary.

"Dying and struggling, see how long you can last!" The old man sneered, and with a fierce force, the internal force surged into his palm like a raging flood.

"Sister!" Seeing Shiyan drenched in sweat, Xiaolan screamed in surprise and rushed over.

"Don't come! take care of the children and stay away from the slaves!"

Fang Zhou on the side hurriedly stopped his wife. Xiao Lan glared at him, quite unhappy in her heart.

"Why do you want to stop the slave family? The slave family wants to save my sister!"

"Don't be unhelpful, don't you see it yet?"

Looking again, Xiaolan really found some clues. Although Shiyan was sweating profusely, the old man's whole body was already trembling slightly, and his eyes kept rolling up.

"Pour!" Shi-yeon shouted!

The old man threw his head up, spurted a mouthful of blood into the sky, and his body fell down as soft as cotton.

"Talk about two! talk about two!" Dongfang Jian was taken aback, you know, Tan Er's skills are among the best in the rivers and lakes, and he has fought all over the world for decades and rarely met opponents, who would have thought that today he was defeated in the hands of a girl in Jiankang Mansion.

Shiyan said coldly: "He didn't die, but his martial arts were abolished, and he can't do anything wrong in the future." Do it yourself. ”

Dongfang Jian trembled with anger, knowing that she was far from her opponent, if she let it go, she would definitely die in Jiuquan. For today's plan, the only way to go is to go up.

"You wait, this revenge on me Lin Tianhai will be avenged one day!"

Fang Zhou was stunned for a moment, what the hell, isn't he called Dongfang Sword? Is it a pseudonym?

"Sister-in-law, a person who has to hide his name and name is definitely not a good type, it is better to kill them with a sword to avoid future troubles. ”

"The ants are still stealing, let them go. Shiyan picked up Zhengzheng and followed everyone home.

"That old man seems to have deep internal skills, is my sister really fighting with him?"

First of all, let him feel that the other party is always inferior to him, let him have the heart of despising the enemy, and when he notices it, he will definitely fight back with all his might. The mystery of the dragon magic skill lies in how much strength the opponent uses, how much it will hurt the opponent. If he hadn't shot with all his strength just now, he wouldn't have been injured so badly, and he was completely to blame.

"My sister-in-law is really smart. But why don't you kill that Lin Tianhai?"

"Because he played the piano so well, it would be a pity to kill him. ”

Fang Zhou grinned and said, "Sister-in-law spared his life, do you have any thoughts about him?"

"Uncle's words are wrong. No matter how well he plays, he just plays the piano well, that's all. ”

"Sister-in-law, these days, I haven't seen a letter from my second brother, I wonder what happened to him now?"

"He'll be back. ”

Xiaolan glanced at him, can you speak? My sister misses my second brother and can't sleep, and every night she either practices her sword to force herself not to think, or uses poetry to express her lovesickness, and now she finally calms down a little bit, why do you want to sprinkle salt on other people's wounds?

The Ark knew that he was ignoring it, and stuck out his tongue.

The Lantern Festival, originally thousands of lights, singing and laughing. However, unlike in the past, the Jin soldiers invaded, and the war broke out, destroying lives and displacing people. Ark believes that if it is in a peaceful and prosperous world, the Lantern Festival will be very lively.

It's rare to cross once, who knows that if you encounter a war, you can't take a good look and have a good time.

Who sits alone with the window,

I've had two of them.

When the lamp is asleep,

The shadow also throws people into hiding.

No that, no that,

What a desolate me.

A middle-aged woman, leaning in front of the window, looking at a bright moon in the sky, secretly wiping her tears, her voice was miserable, like crying.

Hearing this woman's chanting, Shiyan felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. Perhaps because of the sympathy, she couldn't help but walk over there.

Fang Zhou muttered for a while, why is this poem so familiar? I remember reading it when I was in the first year of junior high school. Damn, who is this old lady?

Thinking that her husband who had gone on the expedition had not heard from her so far, Shiyan was sad, and when she heard the woman's emotion, she was even more worried.

Homesickness and sorrow,

There is a thousand years of sorrow in my heart.

Life has been sad since ancient times,

but he sighed to himself with sorrow.

The woman looked up at her with a sad look on her face, and walked slowly. Shiyan frowned and walked this way.

The woman made a blessing and said, "Li Qingzhao, a slave." ”

Shiyan returned a blessing and said, "Slave Liu Shiyan." ”

Damn! She's Li Qingzhao?!

If I go back, I told my friends that I have seen Li Qingzhao, I wonder how my brothers will feel? Will they treat me as a psychopath?

Thinking of this, he burst out laughing.

"Who is that man, why are you laughing?"

Shiyan replied: "Sister Hugh, he is the uncle of the slave family, his name is Fang Zhou, and next to him is his lady Xiaolan. ”

"Their three children are very smart and clever. ”

"My sister is wrong, it's a child of the slave family. With that, she beckoned Xiaohong to hug Fang Xin.

I saw Fang Xin's big eyes flashing and her fleshy little hands, like a cute rag doll.

Li Qingzhao happily hugged it in his arms, couldn't help but kiss it, looked at the cute little doll, and showed a smile on his sad face.

"What about your officials?"

"Accompanied Han Shizhong to the anti-Jin army. ”

Li Qingzhao sighed, and her cheeks were covered with sadness.

"Sister has something on her mind?"

"Zhao Mingcheng, a clumsy husband of the slave family, died of a serious illness in September of the third year of Jianyan, and it has been more than three years since he died. ”

Li Qingzhao looked up to the sky and sighed, thinking of the love of the past, he couldn't help but feel sad and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"If my sister doesn't dislike it, I might as well go to my sister's place to stay. First, there is a person who speaks, and second, he can also play the piano and compose poems, I don't know what my sister thinks?"

"I'm just afraid of disturbing my sister. ”

"When I hit it off with my sister, my sister wasn't very happy, so why bother?"

"In that case, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate. It's just that there are a lot of books that I don't know if I can store them?"

"It doesn't matter. Shiyan immediately asked Xiaohong to hire a few coolies and moved Li Qingzhao's belongings to Fang's house overnight.

The Ark was stunned. Obediently, there are so many books, calligraphy, paintings, and antiques of this old lady, just get one and bring it back, it's all priceless.

Hey, no, no, you can't just take other people's things. Besides, it is not easy for a woman to run around with so many things in the era of war.

Everything is packed up. This night, at the request of Liu Shiyan, the two slept in the same bed.

said it was sleeping, but neither of them fell asleep. Talking about heaven and earth, chanting poetry against each other, both sides are deeply attracted by each other's talents. This chat is an all-nighter.

......

In February of the third year of Jianyan, Wang Yi, the ruler of the imperial camp, rebelled, and the matter was noticed by his subordinates and made a report, but Zhao Mingcheng did not seem to take it to heart and did not instruct countermeasures. So the subordinates set up their own formations in case of accidents.

That night, Wang Yi rebelled and was successfully defeated by his prepared subordinates. At dawn, his subordinates went to look for Zhao Mingcheng to report, but found that he had already escaped from the city wall with a rope.

After the rebellion was decided, Zhao Mingcheng was dismissed by the imperial court. Li Qingzhao was deeply ashamed of her husband's escape, although there was no quarrel, but the harmony of fish and water in the past was gone, and she was cold and alienated from Zhao Mingcheng from then on.

Soon, Zhao Mingcheng was ordered to go to Huzhou to take office. When Zhao and Li separated, the situation was even worse. Li Qingzhao also knows that if husband and wife are separated, they may encounter military disasters at any time. And her husband's cowardice in the mutiny also left a shadow in her heart, so she was even more worried that she could not protect so many objects, so she asked Zhao Mingcheng, if something really happened, what should it be? At that time, Zhao Mingcheng said that if there was an accident, first lose the baggage, then abandon the clothes, and then the books, scrolls and ancient artifacts, and the most precious "Zhao's Wonderful Post" collected by the couple could not be lost, if it was not absolutely necessary, they could only live and die with Li Qingzhao.

They fled in the direction of Jiangxi, and the two were relatively speechless along the way, and the atmosphere was awkward. Walking to Wujiang, standing in the place where Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, was defeated and killed, Li Qingzhao couldn't help but think about it, and his heart was stirring. Facing the mighty river, he casually recited the "Summer Quatrain".

Zhao Mingcheng stood behind her, and after hearing this, he was ashamed and deeply blamed. Since then, he has been depressed and depressed, and soon died of a sudden illness.

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"It's all the slave family, it's all the slave family......" said, Li Qingzhao secretly burst into tears again.

"It's not my sister's fault, my sister doesn't blame herself. "Sad people, don't mention sad things, why don't you understand this truth!" Shiyan secretly blamed herself.

In order to ease the atmosphere, she quickly shifted the topic to poetry and songs.

"I don't know how my sister's "Summer Quatrain" is?"

Born as a hero,

Death is also a ghost.

So far, I think of Xiang Yu,

Refused to cross the river.

As soon as Li Qingzhao's words fell, Shiyan was first startled, and then laughed heartily.

"Touching the scene, it's just a moment of generosity, but why is my sister laughing?"

"My sister is strange, but I just thought of a poem I wrote earlier, which was strikingly similar to my sister. ”

"Sister, you might as well tell me about it. ”

"My father learned that the Jin army was going to attack Bianliang soon, and my father's legs and feet were inconvenient, and there was no way to escape, so he thought about throwing hydrangeas to recruit relatives on the seventh day of the seventh month of July, so that the slave family could have one more person around to take care of them when the war was in chaos. On that day, the slave family sat sullenly on the Bridge of Seven Feelings, never thinking that they would meet the officials and fall in love with each other at first sight. Who would have thought that on the night of the candles in the cave room, he would go away alone and fly high, and gossip spread. But the slave family believes that one day he will change his mind, so the slave family waits for him. On the day when the Jin army broke through Bianliang, on the Qingfeng Tower, the slave family swore not to surrender and not to give in, so they set fire to the Qingfeng Tower. In a hurry, the slave family made this "Qingfeng Lou Quatrain". ”

Born as a gentleman,

Death is also a ghost.

So far, Si Fang Yu,

Refused to cross the river.

Li Qingzhao smiled: "My sister originally plagiarized. ”

Shiyan smiled: "My sister's poems were written in the third year of Jianyan, and my sister's poems were written in the first year of Jianyan. In this way, the slave family is two years earlier than his sister. ”

"I'm really sorry, but I'll ask my sister first next time. ”

The two women burst out laughing, and the whole bed trembled with laughter.