In the first year of Yongchang, on May 15, the Great Hajj of Wangri was held. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

From time to time, there was a Diao Shangshu order, asking the emperor to come out of Song Yi, and the emperor was sad when he heard it. Subsequently, Shi Heluan in Jiangxia invited Song Yi to be beheaded in the city, and the ministers coaxed him. The Marquis of Chengdu refuted He Luan's words and persuaded the emperor to come out of Song Yi, and the ministers seconded it. Emperor Sizhi repeatedly endured to cut it and withdrew from the court. Then, the re-summoning of young and famous people in the side hall is intended to give beauty to the ministers.

When the ministers heard this, they knew it in their hearts, and no one wanted to take it. At this time, Ruan Fu, the secretary of the ministry, couldn't bear it and wanted to welcome the beauty in the room. Chengdu Hou came out and asked Song Yi. After that, the emperor withdrew from the ministers, put the arm of the Marquis of Chengdu, wept silently, and entrusted the beauty of the Marquis of Chengdu.

At this point, the great pilgrimage to the sun is over.

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It's night, and the moon and stars are scarce.

The water and moon brushed the vermilion wall, sprinkled with coldness, the osmanthus tree shook the shadow, and the rose oxcart was reflected in the shallow. The green ox flicked its tail and raised its horns to look at the moon. Liu Nong sat alone in the ox cart, groping for the flute in his hand, with an indifferent expression. After the Hajj, Yuan Tan immediately went to Liu's villa in the east of the city, but he did not go with him because of Sima Shao's recall. This place is the Xihua Gate of Taicheng, where he will welcome Song Yi.

Miyagi is deep, and the moon is accompanied by brocade lights.

Sima Shao was bathing, and the Qinghua Pool was steaming slowly, and the clouds were full of clouds, and it was difficult to argue his face. After a while, there was a sound of water, and the Ninety-Five Emperor came out of the bath and stood tall on the steps. A group of palace ladies greeted them with broken steps, and gently dipped the water stains on the dragon's body with a soft and smooth silk scarf.

After that, Gong E was gentle in every way, and Sima Shao tossed wantonly, his face was flushed, his fatigue went away slightly, he rolled up his wide robe and big sleeves, got into the sheep cart, and came to Hualin Garden.

The floating lamps are stacked with green, and the Yiren sit alone under the red building.

White reed mats, green gauze clothes, fragrant and unsweet, clouds and buns. Song Yi grabbed the green jade flute, his eyes held Sima Shao's figure, and he bent over to bend a thousand blessings, without saying a word.

The corners of Sima Shao's mouth cracked slightly, waved his hand to retreat from the palace people and palace maids, and sat down silently opposite Song Yi, looking carefully through the short case.

There was wine on the case, Song Yi put the green jade flute in the corner of the case, lifted the wine jug, and slowly fell into the lamp, eight points full. Gently raised his finger, handed over the wine, and said softly: "Your Majesty, drink this cup." "In the moonlight, the ten fingers are like jade, glowing with a soft luster.

Sima Shao took the wine cup, looked at the person in front of him, silently drank the wine in the cup, sighed lightly, and said with a smile: "I know from beginning to end, every year and month are the same, but people are different. Dao Ji does not regret seeing you, but you can know one thing, what is it? ”

Song Yi looked up at the moon, straightened the corners of his mouth, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty's thoughts, Song Yi doesn't know." Song Yi has been learning the flute with his teacher since he was a child, and the flute is a thing, one and many steals, and it is not the wish of the flute when he hears the wind. He lowered his head and looked at Sima Shao: "Your Majesty, Song Yi is like a puff cat, he is an ominous person, and it is a blessing to receive His Majesty's grace not to kill." Now, I only wish to go with the moon and no longer want to do anything else. With that, he picked up the wine jug and poured one for Sima Shao.

Sima Shao lowered his eyes on the wine in the cup, but saw the full moon rolling in the cup, still embedded with a wisp of human figure, his mind was long, he didn't know where to drift, for a long time, he closed his eyes, caught the wine and drank it all, and said abruptly: "Today's court discussion, the ministers are angry and beheaded, only Chengdu Hou Li admonished, the major affairs of the country, what do you have to do with women?" At that time, I only had one thought, but you know, what is it? ”

Song Yi gently held the wine jug, slowly poured into the cup, his eyes did not blink, his color was not shocked, his fingers were calm, as if he had nothing to do, and his voice was slightly shallow: "Your Majesty beheaded Song Yi, Song Yi deserved it." His Majesty Rong Song Yi is His Majesty's Hongen, and Song Yi does not dare to have his wish. ”

"Why don't you call me Daogi?" Sima Shao caught the wine on his lips, but his eyes glanced at Song Yi dressed in green, with a complicated expression inside, both tenderness, slight palpitations, and ruthlessness.

"Daogi ......" Song Yiyan smiled, poured herself a lamp, held her hands and drank slowly, and then, the wine was on her face, her pink cheeks were dyed with a touch of light red, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she said in a shallow voice: "Today, the moon is full, Daoji likes to hear the flute, Song Yi feels that he has received the grace of the saint, and he can't repay it. ”

"Playing the Flute ......"

Hearing this, seeing the pretty face again, Sima Shao's expression was as soft as water, looking at Song Yi gently, the corners of his mouth hooked up a light smile, he drank a full glass of wine in one gulp, spit out his eyes, tilted his head and stared, and then, rolled up his robe, bare his wrists, stretched out his palm, and gently patted it on the low case, and sang while patting: "Life is less than 100, and I often have a thousand years of sorrow and ......"

"Woo-buzz, woo-woo......"

The flute sound rises quietly, lingering in the moonlit night, such as a leaf and a reed, if the green silk is thousand, like a wisp, up and down, sometimes dancing with the wind, and riding the moon if crossing. There is still a slight "pop" sound in the middle, and the low flute sound is slowly wandering.

Sima Shao was drunk, his face was red, his eyes were like stars, his head was crooked, two strands of hair drilled out of the red crown, fluttering in the wind, wrapping around his face, around his eyes, he didn't care, he simply pulled his clothes more open, opened his chest and abdomen to face the night wind, but his palms were beating faster and faster.

"Ha, haha......"

"Gege ......"

Laughing like crazy, smiling like a bell.

When the wind fell and the clouds were quiet, the sound of the flute was quiet, and the palm of his hand was on the side of the case, Sima Shao looked up at the sky and the moon, waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "Have a table of wine together today, why not leave the green mound?" Since ancient times, there have been deaths in life, and so have the sages and saints! Life and poverty, all in one, what a pain! "Laughing, laughing, if there are tears in the corners of your eyes, open your eyes wide, and wait for them to dry. Then, he pursed his lips and smiled at Song Yi: "Aijun, Daogi is drunk, and Daogi is going." Aijun should also go, flowing with the wind. With that, he rolled up the sleeves of his robe and staggered out of the garden, never looking back.

Leng Yue sprinkled iron armor, Snow Sheep pulled the cart, Sima Shao kicked on the wheel with the support of the old palace people, glanced coldly behind him, and nodded to the old palace people.

The old palace man said respectfully: "Your Majesty, do you need it?" ”

"That's it." Sima Shao shook his head and slipped into the curtain.

"Yes." The old palace man bent down deeply, and when he got up, he glanced at the vermilion lantern in front of the door, and secretly thought: "This garden is ominous, in the past, His Majesty's mother lived in this garden, and also came out of this garden, and now there is one more person." ’

……

Half an hour later, the Xihua Gate opened.

"Crunch, crunch......"

The green ox came out with its horns, and the wheels of the car were mottled with moonlight, and the solitary protrusion appeared outside the vermilion wall. Slowly, the jade hand rolled the brocade curtain, standing on the wheel with the snow pretty, holding his eyebrows, looking left and right, waiting to see the ox cart parked in the guiying, his eyebrows were bent, the corners of his mouth were shallow, and he turned back and said coquettishly: "Little lady, Liu Langjun is in the ......" said, twisted his body, and got into the curtain.

Liu Nong also saw the snow, his heart was slightly relieved, and he ordered the coachman to lead the car into Guidao, stay in the depths of Guidao, pick up the curtain, jump out of the car, and walk forward slowly.

The moon is quiet and the forest is deep, the ox cart on the opposite side is parked three zhang away, and then, a piece of green clothes floats out, Yiren tilted his head, grabbed the green jade flute, blinked his long eyelashes, and walked with the scarlet Langjun under the moon in one step, gradually, holding the skirt, gently jumped off the ox cart, and clapped his hands with the flute, "popping" sounded, the corners of his mouth curled, and said: "Mei Langjun, have you ever remembered Song Yi?" ”

Liu Nong said with a smile: "The sound of the flute is still lingering in my ears, how dare I forget." ”

"Gege ......" Song Yi smiled, his eyes were bent into moon buds, because of his petite body, he had to lift his toes slightly and raise his head before he could look at Liu Nong. Listen to the music, or ......", but I couldn't hold it back, and laughed with a "poof", which was extremely coquettish.

Close apart, the dark fragrance is soaked.

Liu Nong's heart was open, but he didn't dare to play with her, holding the flute in his hand, and waved slightly: "Decline, decline, no return." ”

"Liu Langjun, the snow knows also, it is slightly dark, the little lady will return......" The snow jumped down from the wheel, held the little lady's arm, opened her eyes wide, and secretly glanced at the little lady, seeing the little lady's eyes smiling, smiling at the corners of her mouth, smiling all over her body, just like a delicate flower, blinking her eyes and thinking: 'Little lady, for a long time, for a long time, I have never laughed like this......

"Decline, decline......" Song Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, half holding Liu Nong, half staring at the broken moon in the shadow of the tree, his expression was confused, and his eyes gradually became foggy, and he murmured: "In the past, you had words, you had a giant boat, and you could cross the wind and the sea." In the past, you have words, you have a beautiful island, you can watch the falling flowers. I don't know, is it still there? Song Yi, there is nowhere else to go. As he spoke, he tightened the jade flute in his hand and glanced at Liu Nong uneasily.

Liu Nong smiled and said: "Don't worry, little lady Song, from now on, no matter where the little lady goes, there are cars and boats." The little lady doesn't matter where she lives, she is the plum of the snow. Everything to stay is up to the little lady. After that, he looked at Song Yi's frightened eyes and nodded heavily.

The two looked at each other, their eyes clear.

After a while, Song Yi's nose wrinkled slightly, the corners of his mouth spread slightly, and he tilted his head and smiled quietly. Laughing silently, holding the skirt, deeply blessed, and then, lightly showing his green silk shoes, walking to the ox cart, halfway to the head of the trip, playfully blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "The world often says, Wu Jun Lu Lingya is good at painting, Huating rotten peach is also a must, Song Yi's heart is looking at it, I want to go to a meeting, I don't know if Chengdu Hou can allow the little woman to ......live temporarily" said, the corner of his eyes bent, added: "Song Yi...... There is nowhere else to go. ”

Liu Nong smiled, grabbed the flute behind his backhand, and walked to his ox cart, his steps fell briskly, and his waist swayed.

Tilt less, and close the curtains separately. Two ox carts, one in front of the other and one behind, travel slowly under the moon. Xue Xue picked up the side curtain, leaned on the edge of the window, watched the water and moon move to the treetops, and her eyes were full of smiles. Song Yi was the same as her, leaning on the other side, her eyes reflected the moonlight, and the corners of her mouth smiled shallowly, gradually, she leaned out of the window, bent and stretched obliquely, and turned slightly, as if she wanted to catch up the moon in the sky, and the veil on her wrist faded inch by inch.

Suddenly, a wisp of flute sound tactfully, like water with Chanjuan, although not as natural sound, and not skilled enough, the rhyme is extremely in line with the scene. The fingers of the green clothes and the moon flickered, and the eyes blinked twice, Xuan, that is, the jade flute was hit on the red lips, the ten fingers were shallowly buttoned, the eyelashes were smack, and the scales were carefully captured.

One high and one low, hovering in the sky and underground.

Night, quiet.

Flute sound, shallow. The green cow picked up the corners, stepped on the Huayue, walked through the streets and alleys across the small bridge, slid out of the east gate of the city, and went straight to the bamboo willow shadow cage. Walking along the stream, the flute sound is like a warbler flying, entangled in the silent clear stream, and it will not disperse for a long time. When they arrived at Liu's villa in the east of the city, the two flutes were silent.

Liu Nong opened the curtain and glanced at the courtyard lights, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Miaoguang, Miaoguang ......"

Suddenly, Yuan Tan's voice sounded, chaotic and hurried...... (To be continued.) )