The poem says:

Men have always had high ambitions, and they have been around the palace for nine days.

Don't see the mountains and rivers in the air, where the sword draws plum blossoms.

The long is the flowing water and the mistaken flowers, and the strings are dotted with twilight jackdaws.

If you get the spring breeze to cut the double swallows, the morning curtain dew two clinging.

said that last time, as soon as Li Qiusheng's brain was hot, the tears of the bean size rolled down. His mind unfolded with his own imaginary past fragments one by one, painful, bitter, joyful, and lonely, all of which constituted a colorful picture of life.

As this scene continued to be extended and added, Li Qiusheng could no longer suppress his sudden outburst of feelings. He suddenly felt that the old woman in front of him, who seemed to be vicious, vicious, cold-blooded and ruthless, was really not so bad and harsh to himself. On the contrary, it was more of her own ignorance and obstinacy, which deeply hurt this old woman who was the only one in the world who sheltered herself from the wind and rain.

Li Qiusheng really felt the fierce impulse of this feeling in his heart, which was completely generated by the old woman in front of him who seemed to be injured and helpless, and he completely understood that the old woman in front of him, who blamed himself in every way and loved the invisible, was the closest and warmest person in the world, and he used the sword in his mouth again and again to stab the heart of the only old woman in front of him who could be relied on, and it was scarred.

Li Qiusheng moved forward, and suddenly knelt down on his knees in front of the old woman, and said with tears streaming down his face while kneeling on the ground and saying in remorse: "Boss, no, mother, the child is wrong. Please be magnanimous and forgive the child, everything is the child's fault! The child hereby assures his mother: From now on, the child will always obey the mother's instructions and will never disobey the mother's half a step. ”

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, couldn't have imagined that she would say it so softly in her eight lifetimes, and Li Qiusheng suddenly knelt down in front of her and admitted her mistake, and called her "mother" one by one. For Liu Zhier, this is simply a great joy, and it is a big surprise. Although in her heart, Liu Zhi'er, the mother of the old bustard, had dreamed countless times of the picture of Li Qiusheng calling herself "mother" in person, she never imagined that this day would come so quickly, so suddenly, and it happened naked in such two hostile states.

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, is finally a person who has experienced the ups and downs of the big scene, and she can't help but tremble all over her body at this moment, and her voice is so hoarse that she can't speak. As soon as he pulled the kneeling Li Qiusheng into his arms, the tears in his eyes rolled down like a pearl with a broken thread. This situation is like a mother who has been separated from her child for many years, and suddenly sees the surprise and madness of her lost child in front of her eyes.

"Qiu'er, Qiu'er, my mother has been waiting for this day for a long time. Nothing matters now, the most important thing is that Qiu'er recognized her mother. My mother has lived for most of her life and has nothing to do, and she is alone and only half a life, what kind of scene has not been seen, no matter what, my mother will swear to protect Qiu'er in the future, just like before, even if I fight for my mother's old life, and fight for the whole family of this blue and white embroidery building, my mother also recognizes it. The mother doesn't ask for anything else, just for Qiu'er to have a good source. The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, hugged Li Qiusheng for a while and said in a panicked and dumb voice, the scene of half a lifetime of injury all rushed out at this moment, like a bird that was about to fly away as soon as she let go of her hand, which made people wander, lost, and helpless.

"If your mother doesn't cry, Qiu'er will be obedient. The mother is not allowed to kill herself and be sad, Qiu'er will definitely work hard to learn and seek a good source for her mother. Wash away the injustice of my family's sea of blood and restore the glory of the Li family. Li Qiusheng threw himself into the arms of the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, and replied with a firm and powerful expression.

"Okay, Qiu'er, let's not stay here and make mistakes. It's time for me to go to the front door to greet the guests, and stay here any longer, so that those tongue-chewing little people can see it, and I am sure it will not be another good story after a meal. The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, got up and took Li Qiusheng's hand and said, that way there is more mother's gentleness and less waterfall.

Li Qiusheng replied: "Okay, mother." You get out first, and I'll do all the work and then go and help. ”

"Qiu'er, don't do this kind of menial work here. My mother thought about it just now, and in the future, you will study with the new Dong Yanzhi and the hairy girl in the backyard, and my mother wants you to learn some skills in a dignified manner, and find a good source in the future. The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, paused and said, this time it was the gentlest statement.

"No, mother. Let Qiu'er finish these tasks first and then go to Dong Yanzhi to study. Mother, you don't want Qiu'er to give up halfway. Li Qiusheng insisted on what he had seen and said, and there was a little rare pride in his bones.

"Well, since Qiu'er insists like this, my mother won't stop you, so you can do it yourself, I'll welcome you at the front door." The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, said simply and cheerfully this time.

Fu echoed and said with a smile: "Qiu'er, looking at your hearty and arrogant demeanor now, you have a little bit of the backbone of your dead ghost Lao Tzu back then, which is something to be happy about." ”

Li Qiusheng replied without thinking: "Mother, in the future, Qiu'er will have things that make you more excited, excited and happy, just wait for your heart and liver to beat." ”

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, didn't look back this time, and walked straight out and echoed: "Well, that mother is just waiting for her heart to beat." ”

In the large backyard of the blue and white embroidery building, the main room of the west wing room from time to time comes out with the elegant and melodious guqin sound. The Milky Way, which is entwined with the jade belt, is decorated with ethereal postures and natural appearances.

But seeing the backyard setting, the water pavilion, the silver glow flashing. The breeze is slow, and the green shade is light. Sandalwood curls and rainbows fly. The clouds are poured, and the red lips are moving. The piano skills are intoxicating, and the singing voice lingers.

Among them, a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, was leaning over the guqin on the desk and stroking the qin. The sound of the piano is elegant and beautiful, unrefined and unpretentious, as if the pure girl in front of her who caresses the piano can always give people a kind of impatient reverie and the closeness of meeting late.

This beautiful and refined girl who seems to be as pure and clean as a hibiscus out of clear water is none other than the "Dong Yanzhi" that the old bustard's mother Liu Zhi'er said.

Regarding Dong Yanzhi's story and experience, I'm afraid it's a long thing to talk about here. In addition to her natural good voice, Tianzi is smart and unforgettable, which is also another of her strengths, but although God pities and loves Dong Yanzhi so much, her experience has the same fate and ups and downs as Li Qiusheng.

But the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, is willing to do her best to worship Dong Yanzhi as a bodhisattva at a young age, and she is probably also interested in Dong Yanzhi's natural good voice. If you look at it from the perspective of most old bustards' mothers, it is understandable, and Dong Yanzhi seems to have become a treasure in the world that many old bustards in blue and white embroidery buildings can't grab their hands even if they spend all their money to compete for money.

Hey, Dong Yanzhi is so young and has a little-known experience when she first arrives, it is rare for her to enjoy such a high standard of treatment in the courtyard of the Blue and White Embroidery Building. It is simply a great honor and gratification for other Qinglou women who make a living by selling laughter.