Chapter 689: Qingluan Dancing Mirror
"Actually......" Zi Yu sighed wistfully and continued: "We are in the Yu Republic of China, and Qingluan is a sacred bird, but in the past few years, Qingluan has perished one after another, and there are still a few of them, and we are helpless. β
"That's not right, you put the Qingluan, and they can thrive outside." Asa-san said as he gripped the rusty lock.
Qingluan saw that Qiansang was going to release himself, and he was even more excited in the cage than just now, and he was anxious to dance with his hands.
"Now, I'll let it go."
"Okay." Ziyu said, while taking out the fish intestine sword on his waist and giving it to Assan, the chain is also close to the end of life, Asa Sang took out the sharp fish intestine sword, and slashed the sub chain with a sword, and the lock fell in response.
With a "click", the lock rolled to the ground.
"Qingluan, you're free." Asak-san smiled.
Qingluan in the cage didn't seem to believe that he could leave, and slowly wandered to the door, and found that the two people outside were indeed innocent, under the gentle and friendly gaze of Qiansana, this Qingluan came out of the cage step by step, like a noble lady.
Standing outside, he suddenly shook and shook his feathers, and the long and beautiful feathers suddenly fell to the ground.
Qingluan wanted to fly away, but found that he couldn't, after all, he had been imprisoned for too long, and it seemed that his flying ability was close to degradation.
"You can, fly away, go find your companion." Assan-sang said while encouraging the general to look at Qingluan, Qingluan tried many times, but he couldn't really take off.
"Hey, it's all you." Asasan regrets it very much.
"Qingluan can also dance." He said, "Why don't you let Qingluan dance for you?" Actually, Qingluan was dancing just now, probably thanking Qiansang with body language, and when he heard this, Qiansang immediately nodded.
"It's just that she may not be able to dance now, after all, Qingluan is too lonely."
"Yes, then, let's play music and give it a try." Qiansang looked at Zi Yu with a smile, and Zi Yu smiled: "You don't need to play music, you just need a bronze mirror, I let people prepare." One line said, one line turned around, and the eunuch next to him understood the meaning of the two of them, and went to find the bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror found was big and inappropriate, supported on the ground, Qingluan screamed, and walked lightly to the side of the bronze mirror, because he saw himself in the bronze mirror, Qingluan seemed to have found a companion, and beat hard.
Constant beating, constant beating, "Oh, it's not good to go on like this, I'm going to get tired." β
"This ......" Lian Ziyu felt that the situation was not optimistic, and hurriedly asked the eunuch to evacuate the bronze mirror, but at this moment, Qingluan was already dying, lying motionless on the ground, seeing this, Qiansang tears condensed in her eyelashes.
This Qingluan is exactly the same as himself, isn't Qiansang also lost his friends, lost his trust, and lost everything? Qingluan is homeless, and he is also homeless.
"I'm sorry, I'm ...... I didn't know that dancing would tire Qingluan to death. Assan-sang said as he sighed and stroked Qingluan's corpse.
"I don't even know, okay, don't be sad, even though Qingluan is dead, I think it's better to be happier than being locked up in a cage, right?"
"Yes." Asa-san nodded.
From now to nightfall, Asano-sang's face lost her smile, probably because of Qingluan's death just now, which touched a string in Assan-san's heart, and now, she was sullen, and she didn't eat dinner, saying that she was going to rest, so she covered her head and fell asleep.
Ziyu was afraid that something would go wrong, and after the unitary time had passed, he didn't see Asa-san get up, so he sent the things he was going to eat for Asa-san from the imperial dining room to Asa-sang's house.
When I entered the house, I found that Assan-san was in tears.
"It's all said, you and I didn't mean it, you don't want to do this, okay?" He simply understood that "because Qiansang wanted Qingluan to dance", which led to "Qingluan's life", Qiansang fell into an emotional ebb.
Actually, this is not the case.
She has a self-pitying background, Assan-san sighed.
"What are you going to do?" Adjust and adjust the mood, hold the jade handful, eat the things sent over, the food is still very vigorous, or very vigorous. Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile - "Be in a better mood, you still have a lot of things to help me, don't be sad because of that, after all, it's over, no one would have expected such a result." β
"I'm going to die, too." Assan-sang stopped eating and held the jade blankly.
"That's." He was furious, "What the hell are you thinking? How could you die? β
"I'm ......" Asak-sang looked at Ziyu, "I'll tell you the truth, I'm not human, I'm ...... I am the spirit of a flower, and I can enter the human world because of my master, Yan Xuanfeng asked me for help from my master, and my master scolded me to go down the mountain immediately to assist Yan Xuanfeng because of his sins in my previous life, so I ......"
"Don't talk nonsense, in the middle of the night in Shenzhen and Hong Kong, it's okay to eat first, you're in a bad mood, and I'm in a bad mood too, and I haven't eaten."
"I'm in a bad mood," Asa-san twitched his nose. "What does it have to do with you, I'm in a bad mood, but you're not good, what do you mean?" As he spoke, he continued to eat.
"Assan, you've been with me for half a year, if I don't say anything, you won't feel it." His voice was soft, like a spring breeze.
"I don't really feel it." Asah-san is fake, and I don't feel it.
Between his eyebrows, there were folds that only came after trauma, and he looked so painful, so tiredβ"I ......"
"Alright, eat yours." Just when Ziyu was about to confess, Assan-sang gave Ziyu a huge bone, and Ziyu's mouth was blocked, so he could only eat.
"I've said it all, and I'll help you." This is the end of the above topic, followed by the following, and said: "Look, things are like this, you have given them too many rewards today, do you know what it means to be good at the top and what is good at the bottom?" β
"Tell me?" I didn't eat anymore, and I looked at Asano-san seriously.
He knew that Asa-san's political insight and political talent were unparalleled.
"If something is good at the top, it will be very good at the bottom, that is, you can lead the atmosphere of a country, for example, you look at me." Asan Sang said as he pointed to himself, lest Ziyu couldn't see it clearly, couldn't see it clearly, so he simply stood up.
"Look at me, what's the difference between me and you?"
"You're a woman, I'm a man, that's the difference."
"No!" Obviously, it was his own words just now that he accidentally misled him, and Asa-sang hurriedly corrected himβ"I mean, what is the difference between me and the women in your imperial capital and the group of women you just saw?" β
"Their words are rich and beautiful, but you ...... Qiansang" He glanced at Qiansang and said approvingly: "You are clear water out of hibiscus, and you are naturally carved and decorated." β
"I don't use ornaments much." Assan-sang said while touching the top of his head, the red cuckoo on the top of his head was given to him by Ziyu today, and as for the only jasper hairpin on the top of his head, it was also given by Ziyu, and there were beautiful feathers on it.
Other than that, there is nothing else.
"Not only them, but also you, your daily necessities are too extravagant, so extravagant and wasteful, it will form a kind of love and vanity, which is not good! In the future, just throw it away, as long as the clothes are clean, the king is simple, the scholars can be simple, the scholars are simple, the civil and military officials are simple......"