"It's one thing for me, you, to succeed or not, it's another thing for me to make a difference. I'm still fingering my fingers at the tendons, you can't do that—but don't say it, if it weren't for Shangguan Bo to stir things up, maybe I'd be done!" I don't care, anyway, you just said that I could save those four taels if I helped, and now that I've helped, you want to cheat! ”

Song Lingjian lowered his eyes and chuckled, not knowing whether he acquiesced or didn't want to pay attention to it.

"Hey, what did you say just now that Jinse doesn't have a creator, is it true or fake?" Han Sanxiao didn't entangle the five taels of silver with Song Lingjian, but asked another question curiously.

"What do you say?" Song Lingjian asked rhetorically.

Han San smiled and said, "I know I still asked you, I naturally owe you your face!" You woman, you talk so much like it, but it's all fucking nonsense! In this world, villains and women are the most untrustworthy, born with lies, phew! ”

Song Lingjian's face was not good, and his spirit was also very poor, and he leaned his head on Hai Piao's shoulder weakly, but he still had to laugh and quarrel with Han San: "So I never believed you." ”

Han San rolled his face with a smile of anger, and his face was dead.

Hai Piao slowed down and said, "I think the third brother asked a good question, since Jin Se is famous all over the world, it can't be that it fell from the sky and came out of the soil, is there really no creator?" ”

"If there is a creator, everyone should naturally pursue that person to create another pair, why bother staring at this pair?" Han Sanxiao began to believe Song Lingjian's statement.

"Do you know where the best medicine can be made?" Song Lingjian is willing to say it now.

Han San smiled and scratched his face: "Tianshan." Tianshan Snow Lotus Tianshan Snow Lotus should be very expensive. ”

Song Lingjian smiled: "That's right." Legend has it that there is a snow lotus pond on the Tianshan Mountain, which is full of precious snow lotus that blooms for a hundred years, and some even take two or three hundred years to bloom once, the color of those snow lotus is not even ordinary white in the essence of a hundred years, there are various colors faintly, it is like a rainbow pool in the sun, so it is called the rainbow lotus pond. ”

"Really? The rainbow lotus pond is all out - you can't be making up some kind of story to coax me again, are you? Han Sanxiao was bitten by a snake for a while, and hugged his arm and said suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter if he's real or fake, it just sounds so beautiful." Xia Xia said with a girl's fascination, "Sister Song, say quickly, don't pay attention to the third brother's nonsense." ”

"Humph! Ungrateful and forgetting who bent over to pick you up? I knew you were so rebellious, I let you fall flat! ”

"You can't bear it!" Xia Xia stuck out her tongue, although it was cold, her little face had been slightly pink like a flower, very cute.

Hai Piao smiled: "If you don't stop arguing, you can't finish telling the story down the mountain." ”

"Oh!" Xia Xia closed her mouth and stared at Song Lingjian.

Song Lingjian lowered his eyes and was quiet for a while, as if he was brewing this mysterious legend that had been hidden for a long time and no one knew about it.

"This rainbow lotus pond is very mysterious, it has been shrouded in smoke, and it looks like a rainbow from a distance, so it is rarely stepped on. It is said that as soon as you step into the lotus pond, there will be the sound of qin music coming from the lotus lake, as moving as fairy music-" Song Lingjian blinked her eyes slightly, as if there was really such a mysterious and exquisite pool in front of her eyes, as if she also happened to hear the fluttering fairy music coming out of the pool, and there was even a faint shadow of a fairy who had stolen the world and danced lightly on it, "For thousands of years, the snow lotus there has bloomed and bloomed, but no one has picked it. The lotus fell in the lake, blended into the lake mud, and became the most precious nutrient for the lotus in later generations. Over time, the snow lotus there slowly condenses the lotus heart, the lotus heart of a lake is an excellent medicine, but it is born in the lotus and falls in the lotus pond, after the carving and melting of the lotus pond water, and finally produces a pair of lotus heart beads that are close to each other. ”

can't see that Song Lingjian also has the ability to tell stories, which can lead people into a winning situation.

"Uh-you mean to say that this pair of lotus heart beads is Jinse?"

"That's right."

"That's a bit precious. - Hey, didn't you say that the rainbow lotus pond lotus is very mysterious, didn't you say that basically no living people have ever entered it, so how did these two beads come to this worldly world under the mountain? And you gave it such a name? ”

"There is a species of crane near the Rainbow Lotus Pond, which is called the Snow Crane because it loves to peck at the snow and step on the ice. Snow cranes are cold by nature and have always been loners, pecking at creatures under the snow for a living. Perhaps because all things are mutually reinforcing, or for other reasons, the snow crane and the rainbow lotus pond have never interfered with each other, and they have been at peace for thousands of years. And in the past thousand years, there has been an infatuated crane, in order to win the favor of the beloved female crane, regardless of the racial taboo, flew into the lotus pond, dived into the bottom of the pond and pecked out the largest pair of lotus heart beads, to give the mother crane as a love object——"

"It's really a love in the world." Xia Xia praised happily, it was the cardamom years, and the girl was always pregnant with spring.

"Isn't the mother crane very happy and has formed a pair with the infatuated crane?" Han Sanxiao suddenly became energetic when he heard this story, full of interest, and geared up, "If it were me, I would have thrown myself into my arms and hugged me hundreds of times, this is Jin Sezhu!" If you don't take it to eat it, you'll be happy, and your life will grow a lot. ”

Song Lingjian trembled his eyelashes lightly, and continued: "It's a pity that there is only one infatuated crane in the sky, but the female crane is still adhering to the indifferent nature, several times flying away from the male crane chasing, the male crane is infatuated, picking up the beads to pursue, the female crane is impatient, receiving the pearls, the male crane is overjoyed, but the female crane hovers in the air, throws the beads in the ice and snow mountains and forests and flies away. The male crane was very sad, chasing the beads down, the beads fell to the ground and shattered, the male crane screamed sadly, and crashed into the wall and died.

"Oops!" Xia Xia shouted.

Han San smiled and was startled: "You are shouting poor, what are you yelling at!" ”

Xia Xia shook his head, looking a little unsightly: "No, I'm sorry for that crane." ”

Han San smiled tastelessly: "Also, this female crane is inevitably too ruthless." ”

Only Song Lingjian looked at it coldly: "The snow crane has been indifferent and lonely for thousands of years, if you want to blame, you have to blame this male crane for violating nature, if he is as indifferent and ruthless as his nature, how can he die for love?" ”

Han San shook his head with a smile and sighed: "That's right, but it's too ruthless, in fact, it's more real, feelings are such a thing, it's rare for you to be willing to do so, the king has no intention of being a goddess, and there are too many couples who have the same pillow and different dreams, I don't know what kind of lover is really a lover." ”

"Then where will this bead go after it hits the ground?" Xia Xia said curiously.

"The beads were split in two during the fall, and when they landed, they became two halves, but they were a pair of beads of the same size and extremely sleek, and when they hit, they had an incomparably beautiful music. A couple of young women who were visiting the Tien Shan Mountains happened to see the scene, and they followed the music to find the pair of beads, as well as the male crane that had committed suicide. In order to commemorate this infatuated crane, they named the pair of beads Jinse. ”

"Jinse? I thought the name was chosen because of the poem of the same name by Li Yishan. Han Sanxiao actually knew the poem and who it came from.

"Maybe part of it. But the real meaning of the name, in addition to the strangeness of its Jinse, the couple felt in their hearts, hoping that this male crane could be in harmony with the beloved Jinse in the next life. ”

The origin of Jin Sezhu should be passed on by this couple, did they have no evidence, or were they taken away by others halfway?

"I see, no wonder you say that Jinse has no creator. I am afraid that there is no such infatuated snow crane in this world, which can take out the lotus heart bead in the mysterious rainbow lotus pond, and it will not be so coincidental to break it into two, and it will not be so coincidental that a bored young couple will see it and pick it up...... Hey, a legend comes from countless coincidences...... - hey, what is your bead? Why does it have such a healing and life-saving effect? Will the sinister Zhao Shun admit his mistakes? ”

Song Lingjian looked at the mountain road with a slight white frost in confusion and no longer answered.

But what is the origin of the beads? is just a pair of fake beads, but in Song Lingjian's eyes, it seems to be more important than everything, and the moment she desperately reaches out to pick the beads, it makes people feel an indescribable horror.

- If Zhao Mingzhu hadn't fallen in love with Guan Bo, she wouldn't have designed Lantian and threatened Zhao He, then Zhao He wouldn't have been more nervous about Nuan Yu and dispatched the most capable Yan Si to protect her.

- If Zhao He hadn't told Nuan Yu about Zhao Mingzhu's plan to remove clouds because of love and hatred, Nuan Yu would not have run away in anger, and Yan Si would not have had the opportunity to see the other side of her true kindness, and the two would not have been secretly in love.

- If Yan Si hadn't fallen in love with Nuan Yu, there would not have been such an important handle in Zhao He's hands, let alone the matter of cutting the clan into a red face in the future.

- If Yan Si hadn't met Yun Dan who came to Zixu back then, he wouldn't have compensated her in every way because of guilt, he wouldn't have had the engagement contract sixteen years ago, he wouldn't have invited Yun Dan that night, he wouldn't have met Yun Qing, and he wouldn't have fallen off the cliff because of Zhongyun Needle, he wouldn't have lost his memory, he wouldn't marry Ye Xin, he wouldn't have Yan Wrong, he wouldn't have had these sixteen years of unclear life and death, and he wouldn't have died with regret......

How should everything be recovered? Everything was originally a line, and it went so naturally.

I guess it's going back to the beginning.

- If Shangguan Bo hadn't passed there, or who stopped him, or if he turned sideways when he passed by, or if a gust of wind and sand had fascinated Zhao Mingzhu's eyes, would everything have been completely different?

Could it be that at this moment, Yan Si is still Yan Zhong, Nuan Yu is still a princess, they are far away from firewood, rice, oil and salt in the mortal world, and they are living a comfortable and prosperous life in the eldest brother of the high gate? They may just be strangers to the aristocracy, nodding and rubbing shoulders when they meet on a narrow road, no longer have anything to do with each other, live a dull life, do not love someone very much, and do not miss someone very much......

Everything is fate.

There are no ifs.

Zhao Mingzhu fell in love with Shangguan Bo, Shangguan Bo fell in love with Yundan, and Yan Si fell in love with Nuanyu, all of which are destined to be an unsolvable tragedy.

Is love itself a tragedy?

But if my father Yan Zhong is still here, yes, Yan Zhong is the real him, the hero who has a legendary life.

If someone asks him this: If you fall in love with Zhao Nuanyu, have you ever regretted it?

Yan Zhong will definitely say: I never regret it, I have no regrets about my love, and I don't regret the pride of loving the She, even if it is such a tragedy many years later, I am willing.

If you ask Zhao Nuanyu like this, she will also answer like this: I and the fourth brother will never regret it.

At this time, I really felt that when my mother put her hand in my father's hand, the weight of that belief was better than any thousand words, and all this, even if I turned back time, could not change anything.

"Brother Haipiao, is it very bitter if you love someone?" Xia Xia asked sadly in the setting sun.

Hai Piao's blue eyes flashed slightly, and he said softly: "There is bitterness and sweetness, but after all, it is more sweet than bitter, so that people will be willing, love is not a moth to a fire, but a tear candle." ”

Love is not a moth to a fire, but a candle of tears.

Song Lingjian leaned on Hai Piao's back, her long hair covered the side of her face, I don't know if she is asleep or awake, and I don't know if the expression on her face at the moment is solemn or calm.

Han San smiled and looked at the dark red afterglow in the sky, exhaling for a long time, he looked uneasy, obviously Zhao Rui had already given everything and had been punished as he deserved, but he didn't look happy.

This lifeline is too natural, deliberately as if someone is manipulating it behind, but who can have such a hand of fate to plan such a love and hatred that spans decades and spans the temples and rivers and lakes?

May all this be providential.