The clear moon is like a hook, and it gradually descends to the west building. Thinking about Wu Yue back then, what a romance! The stars shifted, and the king looked north, and since then he has been gloomy. Qin Huai is singing and dancing, who will persuade him to drink? But Yu Ye put the boat. Lin Huachun is a red poppy beauty, and her white head is broken.

Yu Wei thought about the current situation, how could she still be in the mood to sing, in case she caused trouble again, I was afraid that the situation would be more difficult, so she wanted to make an excuse: "I haven't sung for a long time, my voice is dry, even if I barely sing, it may not be beautiful, it's better to drink a few cups." ”

Where is Li Yu willing to follow, he personally went to get his beloved jade flute and said: "The pipa of the burning groove has been lost and cannot be regained, wait for me to play the flute and harmonize." ”

Yu Wei couldn't resist Li Yu's repeated begging, so she followed the score word by word of "Poppy Beauty", lowered her beard, and sang lightly. Li Yu took advantage of the wine and played the jade flute to reconcile. Although there is no other musical instrument for blowing and singing, the harmony and overlap are also like turning and suppressing, the rhyme is poignant, and the lungs are moving.

Who knew that the person sent by Zhao Guangyi to spy on the secret heard the words very well, so he rushed away and reported it to Zhao Guangyi.

Murong Zifeng, who arrived late at this time, came to congratulate Li Yu on his birthday, and saw that his current miserable situation was not as good as a flat-headed commoner, after all, he loved his sister Murong Ningyan back then, and in the years when the two were together, he still had no distractions about Yan'er, and Yan'er also loved him deeply. Thinking of this, Murong Zifeng was moved by compassion. So Yuwei went to the kitchen and quietly told Li Yuyan'er her whereabouts.

When Li Yu suddenly heard that Yan'er was still in the world, he was full of excitement and tears. It turned out that after leaving, Yan'er broke off the red dust and took refuge in Buddhism, presumably because he hated himself like a bone, and completely chilled his heart, even if he still had a trace of nostalgia for himself, he would not step into Buddhism.

Providence makes people, I want to send people to look for a long time, Yan'er ran away from the palace back then, it was because of his Buddha as his life and killed Zhong Xuan, never thought that she would hide in the Buddha she hated, and immediately wanted to see Yan'er in her heart, but immediately realized that he was in prison, and he could only think that he couldn't even get out of the door, and he didn't feel sad from his heart, and two lines of turbid tears had been hung on his cheeks.

Li Yu stood up and solemnly bowed deeply to Murong Zifeng, then picked up the wine glass and said to Murong Zifeng: "The things of the day were my confusion, I am ashamed of Yan'er and Zhongxuan, although I have suddenly woken up today and want to confess to Yan'er in person, but I am already a caged bird pond fish, and I also ask Zifeng's virtuous brother to apologize to Yan'er on my behalf and take care of Zhongyu for me and Yan'er." With that, he drank the wine down.

"Okay, what is this for, even if you don't say it, can I, as an uncle, still sit idly by? Rest assured! ”

As the king of a country, he can't protect the country's rivers and mountains, and the people of Li. As a seven-foot man, he can't protect his wife and children, so what face does he have to live in the world? When he died in the country, he was already cowardly, and the reason why Li Yu said this to Murong Zifeng was actually to secretly make a decision in his heart, to die bravely tonight and be an angry man.

When Li Yu was drinking with Murong Zifeng with his heart, Zhao Tingmei was assigned by the imperial brother Zhao Guangyi to pour the golden cup of wine, and Murong Zifeng saw that it was not suitable for him to be present and said goodbye first. Zhao Tingmei watched Li Yu drink the wine of the golden cup given by the emperor, thanked the holy grace, and then went back to reply to the decree.

Li Yu drank the imperial wine, saying that he was very happy today, and asked Yuwei to pick some flowers in the yard.

After seeing Yuwei leave, Li Yu calmly untied his belt, threw it on the beam with all his might, tied a knot, and sighed in his heart: "Yan'er, goodbye, I have failed you in this life, I will definitely be a common man in the next life, and I only love you wholeheartedly!" Then he closed his eyes and put his neck in it.

Yuwei, who was picking flowers under the moonlight, suddenly heard the sound of a stool falling to the ground in the house, thinking that Li Yu was only afraid that he was too drunk because of the wine, so he hurriedly ran into the house, but was so frightened by the scene in the house that he couldn't speak.

I saw Li Yu hanging on the beam and still shaking gently, he actually committed suicide by hanging the beam? Yu Wei burst into tears instantly, quickly threw down the flowers in her hand, quickly took scissors, climbed on the stool to cut off her belt, and probed Li Yu's snort, Yuwei sat on the ground, holding Li Yu's head and whimpering, tears wet Li Yu's face.

Li Yu, who woke up, said in a weak voice, "Wei'er, why do you still want to save me?" In this way, life is better than death, and you will be liberated when I die. ”

"It's better to die than to live, how can you do such a stupid thing?" The two hugged their heads again and cried bitterly.

Unexpectedly, on this night, Li Yu's whole body suddenly twitched, his face turned black, he jumped up from the bed, and screamed, Yuwei quickly got up and lit the lamp to inspect, and found that Li Yu's hands and feet were bent suddenly, his head was tilted or tilted, and his body and head were pulled by the head of the loom dozens of times, as if pulling the machine, and could not be stopped. Yu Wei was so frightened that her soul flew away, she hugged Li Yu with both hands, crying and asking him where he was uncomfortable, at this time Li Yu was speechless, only tilted his head more than once, and repeated this dozens of times, and suddenly fell on the bed, his head rested on Yu Wei's arms, and he died without any pain.

How so? Only then did Yu Wei realize that it must be the poisonous wine given by Zhao Guangyi.

It turned out that Li Yu's complaining and emotional lyrics finally made Zhao Guangyi unbearable, he jumped like thunder, and said angrily: "I support him every day, he is not only restless and guarding himself, but also still does not forget Jiangnan, and wants to restore the country, if he is not removed, he will be troubled in the future." ”

He knew that his younger brother Zhao Tingmei had a close relationship with Li Yu, so he sent Zhao Tingmei, the unsuspecting King of Qin, to celebrate his birthday on his behalf that night, and gave him a dose of "magic medicine" for Li Yu and the wine to help Xinghan and watch the weaver girl weaving cloth to relieve the depression in his chest.

This talented merry man, a generation of kings, died on his birthday, died in the arms of his favorite person, and his life was full of ups and downs, and even his death did not lose his romantic talent.

Zhao Guangyi pretended to know that Li Yu had just died, and issued an edict to give Li Yu as the Taishi, posthumously named "King Wu", and abolished the dynasty for three days, sent the envoy to protect the funeral, gave sacrifices and burials, and was buried in Luoyang Mountain, and the gift was extremely grand.

After Li Yu died, the poignant Yuwei lost her soul and was overwhelmed with grief. She ignored her temples all day long, didn't think about tea and dinner, and washed her face with tears.

On this day, while Li Yuxiao was still in the period, Zhao Guangyi came to the small courtyard under the plane tree in the northwest corner, and began to do misdeeds against Yuwei.

However, as soon as the filial piety period expired, Zhao Guangyi could no longer help her. Yuwei ended her young life with a hunger strike.

A generation of beauties died and passed away with grief and indignation. Following your sweetheart, you can see the depth of love for each other.

Murong Ningyan in Zijin Temple, abiding by the rules of Buddhism in the temple, is accompanied by green lanterns, Buddha scrolls, and wooden fish all the year round, and lives a life of pure cultivation that is free from the world. For Xiao Yixuan's two visits, it is not that she did not arouse her nostalgia for Hongchen, but she feels that time has passed, and she is no longer the innocent smoke child she was at the beginning, since she was not able to be together back then, this is God's will, she does not want to desecrate the innocent and touching and unforgettable love between them. Therefore, after Xiao Yixuan left, Murong Ningyan strengthened his determination to chant sutras and chant Buddha.

It's just that in less than a year, the news of Zhao Kuangyin's death came, which really made Murong Ningyan feel pain and remorse in his heart.

Recalling that year, he was heroic and outstanding in martial arts, and when he rescued himself from the cliff, he should have secretly promised that he would make people by creation, mandarin ducks and sticks, and Lao Yan flew one after another.

On the day of the words, he on the Purple Mountain was also radiant, brave and mighty, gentle and elegant, and magnificent, why did he leave so suddenly?

I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have said it so seriously that day, in fact, I had already forgiven in my heart, as the king of a country, it was a last resort to play some tricks, not to mention that he also said that it was just the little elder's own opinion, maybe he really didn't know? He looked so strong that day, shouldn't he go at this age?

Ning Yan locked himself in the Buddhist hall all day long to chant the scriptures, it has been three days of rice has not entered, Jing Ci Master is too afraid that she will not be able to think about it, so he took some scriptures and let her copy them, this method is very good, you can calm down and forget how many troubles.

After a long time like this, Ning Yan gradually came out of her sadness, but her expression was indifferent, and she became thinner and thinner.

On this day, Murong Ningyan was chanting the scriptures with her eyes closed in the meditation room, and suddenly heard Master Jingci calling her lightly, and when she raised her eyes, there were three people standing at the door, and when she saw someone coming, she finally couldn't do it, so she stood up and ran over and hugged the four of them.

"Brother, sister, why are you here?"

"Mother, Yu'er misses you so much!"

"Zhongyu, you've grown taller again!"

"Yan'er, after so many years, you have suffered!"

Murong Ningyan and Ninglu had long been crying, and when Master Jingci saw this, she gently withdrew and closed the door of the meditation room.

After the four of them sat down, Ning Lu took Ning Yan's hand and said distressedly: "Yan'er, we are sisters, you have such a big incident, why can you bear to hide here alone and not let my sister know?" Fortunately, Xiao. Fortunately, Brother Zifeng learned that you are here. ”

"Yan'er, can you go back with your brother? You can't let Zhongyu have neither a father nor a mother... ”

"What? What you say... What is the meaning? When Murong Ningyan heard this, he didn't believe his ears, didn't Xiao Yixuan say that he would treat Li Yu well?

Ninglu stood up and pulled Zhongyu out for a walk.

Zi Feng briefly talked about how Zhao Guangyi killed Zhao Kuangyin, coveted Yu Wei, and chose to kill him on his birthday with poisoned wine to Li Yu, who was regarded as a thorn in his side.

Ning Yan's mind was like a projection, going back and forth, and it turned out that all this happened as recorded in the history books. Fortunately, he asked Xiao Yixuan to keep Zhongyu away from the throne that day, this Zhao Guangyi can even kill his own brother, who else will he take care of in his heart?

In fact, for this news, Murong Ningyan was not shocked at all in his heart. The decision to go to the Song camp to kill Zhao Kuangyin was to change history, if Zhao Kuangyin had been killed, Li Yu would not have been a slave of the country, not only the Tang Dynasty, but also Li Yu's fate would have been rewritten.

Helplessly, history is history, and it cannot be changed.

Although he was mentally prepared for Li Yu's death, he never thought that he would die on Qixi Festival, his own birthday, and couldn't help but burst into tears, although he was not a good emperor who knew how to govern the country, after all, as a husband, he still loved her very much, and he was also very good to her, but Zhong Xuan's death was an eternal pain in his heart, but how can you blame the irrationality of a person who has been blinded to his mind?

Zifeng and Ning Lu failed to convince Murong Ningyan, so they had to take Zhongyu down the mountain.

Murong Ningyan bowed to the north and fasted for three days to show her thoughts, and since then she has become more reticent, making Master Jingci worry about her.

It's just that the elderly Jingci Master is already powerless, and she feels that her body can't support it day by day, and she has been fasting for several days in a row, she hurriedly bathed and changed her clothes, cleaned herself up clean and decent, and then called Murong Ningyan to her side, asked her to take out a cloth bag from the wooden box, and opened it to see that it was the hosta.

"I'm afraid that the poor nun is going to go, the things will be returned to the original owner, Jinyu, you put it away! Go and call the nuns, I have something to say. Murong Ningyan hurriedly complied.

"The poor nun can be with you for a lifetime, it can be regarded as fate, the Buddha is calling the poor nun, the poor nun is going to accompany the Buddha, in the future, you listen to the words of Master Jinyu, concentrate on cultivating the Buddha, Jinyu, Zijin Temple will be handed over to you."

On this night, Master Jingci passed away, and Murong Ningyan became the new abbot.

Eating fasting and reciting Buddha all day long, chanting sutras and praying for blessings, year after year, day after day, the days are the same, both long and short.

On this day, the little nun came to report: "Mrs., there is a woman named Ning Lu outside the courtyard gate who asks to see her." ”

"Condensation, hurry up and invite her in." Murong Ningyan, who had been like a water for many years, heard the name Ninglu, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed rare joy, and he quickly got up and went out to greet him.

Xiao Shani opened the courtyard door, and Murong Ningyan recognized Ning Lu at a glance: "Why did the donor come to find the poor nun today?" ”

And Ning Lu looked at Murong Ningyan in a daze, thinking that the smoke back then had skin like clotted fat, hands like soft wattles, mantis eyebrows and clever smiles, eye waves flowing, looking forward to shining, shoulders like a waist like a suzun, the voice is like a warbler's cry, and the dance is graceful like a swallow; I really don't dare to compare with the Taoist aunt in front of me, I saw that her whole body was covered in soap, she couldn't see half of her waist, her thin cheeks were pale, and there were some fine lines at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Ning Lu couldn't help but burst into tears, and jumped up and hugged Murong Ningyan: "Yan'er, you have suffered!" I'm your Sister Ninglu, don't you remember? ”

After Ning Lu finished speaking, he brushed up his sleeves, revealing the crystal clear jade bracelet, then picked up Murong Ningyan's right hand, gently lifted the sleeve, there were no accessories on his wrist, and pulled up his left hand to inspect, but it was still not, Ning Lu said with displeasure: "Yan'er, how can you not wear the tokens of our sisters?" Have you forgotten our sisterhood? ”

"The love of sisterhood has never forgotten, and the poor nun works on weekdays, and it is inconvenient and unsuitable to wear those delicate things, so she took them down and put them in that box."

After a period of greetings, Murong Ningyan took Ninglu and his wife into the meditation room and sat down, and Ninglu took Murong Ningyan's hand and rubbed it distressedly: "Yan'er, can you go back with your sister?" Look at your hands, how can you endure this hardship, they are all calloused. ”

"Donor, the poor nun is fine, how are you? How are the kids? ”

"We're all good! Listen to my sister, will you go back with us? ”

"It's not been a day or two since the poor nun became a monk, why do you suddenly want the poor nun to go back with you today?"

"Yan'er, I don't know how to open this mouth to you." Ning Lu couldn't stop crying as she spoke. Chen Muzhi on the side walked over and gently patted Ning Lu's back and said, "Madam, don't you be like this, let me tell you, isn't it even more unbearable for you to be like this?" ”

"What the hell is going on?" Murong Ningyan looked at Ning Lu and his wife suspiciously.

"Yan'er, something happened to Zhongyu!"