The moonlight poured quietly on the Qi River, on the fast-moving boat, on the white light on the bow of the boat, and of course, on Gongzishou's body.

Gongzi Shou's white clothes fluttered, standing on the bow of the boat, and the evening breeze gently brushed his face. When his brother said goodbye, his emotions were out of control several times, and he burst into tears more than once. Now, the big thing has been decided, and I am about to come to the end of my life, and my state of mind is empty.

He stood comfortably on the bow of the boat, and even enjoyed the beautiful scenery under the moon.

Once, Gongzishou was a literary and artistic young man, in order to read the most beautiful poems in the world, he once worked tirelessly, fearlessly traveled to various dynasties in later generations, and read a belly of poetry books. Now, it is just through this beautiful moonlight that the famous works of later generations of literati are exposed.

There are a few willow trees in front, it seems to be the Tang Dynasty's Siming maniac He Zhizhang, who once wrote a poem "Yongliu", which is very famous: "Jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down." I don't know who cut out the fine leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors! How vivid and expressive! Unfortunately, the moonlight is hazy, and the speed of the boat is too fast, and I can't see the jasper of the tree clearly! If the speed of the boat is slower, I can have a good taste of this boundless beauty! No, the speed of the boat must not be slowed down, absolutely not! Because once the speed of the boat slows down, it may be overtaken by the hurry, and then all my plans will be in vain. So, I can't describe how fast the boat was, but Li Baineng, the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, said, "The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the light boat has already crossed the ten thousand mountains." It's a pity that there are no apes on both sides of the strait, but I seem to hear birdsong, a cheerful birdsong. "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman is good", it turns out that there are such beautiful love poems in the "Book of Songs"! It's a pity that I haven't met the one in my life, so I have to go to death! Regret, what a pity!

However, the chirping of birds, with this boundless moonlight, is beautiful, really good! Such a beautiful scenery, later generations seem to have made a wonderful description, "the moonrise startles the birds, when the spring stream is singing", the poem of the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei! It is so beautiful, later generations commented that Wang Wei "has paintings and poems in the poems", and it really lives up to its name. But why do I keep thinking of Tang poetry? No wonder Tang poetry is an insurmountable peak of Chinese poetry. Of course, there are all kinds of good poems from generation to generation, and it is not only the Tang Dynasty! You see, the birds that were still singing in a low voice just now, while singing, flew around those willow trees and flew around the circle and circle, this situation and this scene is similar to Cao Cao's poem "The moon and stars are scarce, the black magpie flies south, and the tree is three turns"!

Just passed through a lotus pond, the boat passed quickly, woke up the gulls and herons that were perching, even such a scene, later generations also have poems to praise, "fight for the crossing, fight for the crossing, startled a shoal of gulls and herons", I can't believe that a female lyricist in the Song Dynasty can also write such a wonderful speech!

Even such a trivial thing as a boat ride, later generations have poetry circulation, the poem "Boat Ride", it seems to be from the "Book of Songs", every time I read it, there is a particularly intimate feeling. Because, this poem appeared shortly after my death, and the area where it was sung was also in our country! At the last moment of my life, let me recite it aloud: "The two sons take a boat, and the scenery is widespread, and I wish to speak and think about the son, and the center is raised." The two sons take a boat, and they pass away, and they are willing to say and think about their sons, and they are not flawless and harmful"!

It's not good! Gongzishou's heart suddenly chuckled and he was stunned. Because, he suddenly realized that the scene described in this poem was very similar to that of the two brothers, and when he carefully examined the meaning of the poem, it seemed that both sons were killed in the end!

It's a coincidence, it must be a coincidence! The anxious son will be fine, he will definitely be fine!

Of course, Gongzishou doesn't know, it's not a coincidence, it's not a coincidence at all! The poet did not dare to say it explicitly, but he remembered the person who rode the boat, in order to imply sorrow. So, every time I read this poem, I have a particularly intimate feeling. However, it wasn't until tonight, when he was immersed in the scene and was in suspense about the safety of his son, that he touched his heart and realized the extraneous meaning of this poem.

However, in any case, the matter is irreparable. Because, the ship has arrived in Xinye, and the Congren is carrying the luggage with all hands and feet, ready to abandon the boat and go ashore.

With a whistle, a lot of thieves suddenly poured out of the shore, and it seemed that this was the assassin arranged by Daddy and his brother. Perhaps, some of them will know me! Perhaps, some of them will know the anxious son! Therefore, I will cut through the mess quickly and die quickly, and I will not give them a chance to identify them carefully!

Thinking of this, Gongzishou stepped forward and shouted: "I am the eldest son of the Marquis of Wei, and I am ordered to send an envoy!

A group of thieves laughed coaxedly, and while laughing, they said triumphantly: "Death is on the verge of death, and you are still putting up the stinky frame of your eldest son of Weihou! Let me tell you the truth, it is your father who wants us to come and take your dog's life! Pitiful, Gongzi Shou was killed by the neck, and let the thief cut off his head!