Chapter 3, Section 11 Zhao Heng went to Tiantai Mountain to hunt King Jing summoned Liu Sanbian

It's night, Bianjing City, bustling is still there, and the lights are as bright as day.

In a room on the side of the street at the Yuelai Inn, Liu Sanbian was lying on the soft bed, asleep.

The window of the window was open, and it was raining outside the window, and the wind blew the curtains, and the wind brought in the fragrance of flowers outside.

The next day, early in the morning.

Liu Sanbian stretched his waist, twisted his neck, and then opened the door and walked out.

Due to the rain last night, the clouds and mist in the mountains, the smell of sandalwood is connected with the clouds, which makes the Daxiangguo Temple look more immortal.

Liu Sanbian rode a little donkey, walking slowly, the scabbard on his waist and the money bag on his waist constantly collided, making a ticking sound, and the footsteps of the little donkey he was riding, a song was synchronized.

Light pink peach blossoms and dark apricot blossoms, blooming very luxuriantly, the layers of forests are clear, the silver-white lotus pond is very quiet, the water surface ripples, like fish scales and sitting bamboo mats gradually unfold, the mountains are cloudy and mist, the distant mountains are verdant, the mountains are like the back of a turtle, and like a peacock opening the screen.

There was the sound of drums in the distance, the sound was getting closer and closer, it was as loud as the thunder, deafening, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, so immortal, it was not to Penglai Immortal Island.

Under the peach blossom tree, a convoy stopped, the person who got off the car was a snow-white, yellow-clothed man, with a red gemstone hairpin on his head, the man got out of the car, the man stretched out his hand, the woman in the car, glanced at the man, the woman was dressed in moon-white clothes, with a hosta on her head, and there were no other accessories.

Liu Sanbian stopped, got off the donkey, and stood aside and watched.

Sun He walked up to the man: "His Royal Highness King Jing, Hao Yaxing, also came out to go out, who is this little lady beside you"?

The woman saluted Sun He.

"The little woman is Master Li of Tianxian Tower, and His Royal Highness King Jing invited me to come to enjoy the flowers today."

This His Royal Highness King Jing is the younger brother of today's official family, the fourth son of Emperor Taizong, and Taizong was also very fond of it back then.

Liu Sanchang thought about something, he walked a few steps, and while writing on the tree with his sword, he muttered casually: "I gradually feel that the suburbs are bright, and the night comes to anoint the rain, and the dust is sprinkled." The eyes are full of light peaches and deep apricots, and the dew is dyed in style. The silver pond is quiet, the fish scales are spreading, the smoke is green, and the tortoise shell is open. Yin Qing thunder, blowing in the clouds, traveling all over Penglai.

Wander. Before and after the set, three thousand beads, twelve gold hairpins. Elegant and vulgar, get off the bus into a banquet and end the spring platform. Good grace, Dongshan prostitute, laughing and proud, Beihai respectful. and chase, Feng Chi returns, and it will come again."

His Royal Highness King Jing's servants were busy moving some items and eating from the car, Master Li was holding the qin, looking for a place where she could stroke the qin, she looked up, and saw the petals of peach blossoms and apricot blossoms flying in the sky, and Liu Sanbian was dancing under a peach blossom tree.

She walked over with the piano in her arms, looked carefully at the carved words of the trees, she sat on the grass full of peach blossom petals, and while stroking the piano, she played and sang the "Jade Butterfly Gradually Feels the Brightness of the Fangjiao" filled in by Liu Sanchang: "Gradually feel the brightness of the suburbs, the night comes to anoint the rain, and a sprinkle of dust." The eyes are full of light peaches and deep apricots, and the dew is dyed in style. The silver pond is quiet, the fish scales are spreading, the smoke is green, and the tortoise shell is open. Yin Qing thunder, blowing in the clouds, traveling all over Penglai. Wander. Before and after the set, three thousand beads, twelve gold hairpins. Elegant and vulgar, get off the bus into a banquet and end the spring platform. Good grace, Dongshan prostitute, laughing and proud, Beihai respectful. and chase, Feng Chi returns, and it will come again."

His Royal Highness King Jing was originally talking to Sun He, but when he turned his head, he saw Master Li stroking the qin and singing under the peach blossom tree, and he noticed the man dancing with a sword on the side.

"Who is he?"

Sun He fixed his eyes and saw where Liu Sanyan was dancing the sword.

"Back to His Highness, that's Liu Sanchang."

"Oh, it turns out that he is the third son of Liu Yiren Wailang, the son of the Liu family seems to be very talented, and he will be recruited to see this king another day, I heard that his song "Wanghai Chao Southeast Shape Sheng" spread all over the north and south of the river was made to meet you, but there is such a thing"

"Your Highness laughed, the minister didn't know him at all, why did he do it to ask to see the official."

His Royal Highness King Jing smiled lightly, Sun He also smiled, and the two of them continued to listen to the song.

After finishing the song, Master Li got up and saluted Liu Sanbian.

"I wonder if the words made by this official can have words."

"This is called "Jade Butterfly Gradually Feels Bright in the Suburbs".

"I haven't asked the name of the little lady yet"

"The little woman is Master Li of Tianxian Tower."

"Three changes in the lower Chong'an Liu".

"Then if you have the opportunity to invite the officials to Tianxian Tower, and then ask the instructors for poetry, the little girl is going to find His Royal Highness King Jing, and she is lost."

Liu Sanbian looked at Master Li's back as he walked away, just stood like this, and didn't say anything.