The people who live here have great admiration for the culture of the Tang Kingdom, and for countless years, I don't know how many envoys and students have been sent to Chang'an, whether it is the official system of the imperial court, or the architecture, humanities and even the details of life, you can see the shadow of Chang'an City.

Kyoto is the capital of the Great River Country, and there are snow-capped mountains outside the castle, many houses in the castle are made of black eaves, and countless flowers and trees are planted in the corners of the riverside garden, and the imperial castle can be seen in the shadows, and the scenery is very beautiful.

The people who live here are also extremely beautiful, with calm and supple eyebrows and eyes, focused and resolute eyes, dressed in light-colored long dresses, with gorgeous cloth belts tied around their waists, and many of them wear long black sheathed wooden swords around their waists. ""The fastest update, full text hand-typed

Walking into Kyoto, Ning Que looked at the strange but familiar scenery and characters, and naturally felt close, and when he found that there was a Chen Jin Ji semicolon open next to Chongwen Gate, he was even more happy.

"Do you want to check it out? He turned to look at Sangsang and asked.

Sang Sang glanced at the plaque of Chen Kum Kee and said, "I am so white now, do I still need to use fat powder?"

Ning Que said: "It doesn't matter if you look at it, besides, you can buy some rouge." ”

Sang Sang thought about it and walked into Chen Kum Kee. Baidu search "" to see the latest chapters

Ning Que and the big black horse glanced at each other, looking at each other's joy.

The Chen Kum Kee semicolon in Dahe Kyoto is the largest Chang'an Tan Kum Kee in the world, so it can be imagined that the girls of Dahe Country are seeking Tang goods, and the Chen Kum Kee on weekdays must be extremely lively, and the fat powder makeup boxes on the shelves are also dazzling, but today's Chen Kum Kee is a little deserted.

Ning Que and Sang Sang walked into the door, looking at the empty shelves on the bar, they couldn't help but be very surprised, Sang Sang's willow eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a precursor to anger.

Let Haotian be angry, who knows if there will be a flood that will directly submerge all the flowers and trees in Kyoto? Ning Que hurriedly said a few words of consolation, and asked the boss with a ashamed face, only to know that it turned out that Chen Kum Kee's new goods this autumn had all been ordered by the palace a few days ago. We have to wait for Chang'an City to re-deliver. It will take at least another month.

"What does the palace want so much fat powder for? There are so many palace maids?" Ning Que remembered a certain sentence in an article, shook his head and said with emotion: "Weiliu is greasy, and fat water is also abandoned." ”

Sang Sang suddenly said: "The six palaces have no color. ”

Naturally, she heard this poem from Ning Que when she was a child.

Ning Que was very uneasy, thinking that if you were really unhappy to break into the palace, naturally no one would dare to have a color, so he said helplessly: "Where is this? ”

There are still many dissatisfied girls like Sang Sang, and the two girls of the Great River Country look at the empty shelves. Thinking about the makeup at the spring festival, he couldn't help but complain: "I don't know what the monarch is thinking, for the celebration of the big wedding, there is nowhere to buy fat powder." ”

Her companion said, "Does the king dare to marry?"

The maiden said, "Who else is qualified to marry her but the king?"

The companion said worriedly: "The world knows that she likes Mr. Thirteen of the Academy, even if she dares to marry." Could it be that if the monarch really dares to marry, he is not afraid that the Tang people will be unhappy?"

Ning Que and Sang Sang were about to go out, and when they listened to this discussion, they naturally stopped.

He didn't do anything, he didn't turn around and ask, he just stood quietly in the threshold and listened, knowing that a great event was about to usher in Kyoto recently, and Moshan Mountain was about to enter the palace.

Ning Que looked at the beautiful flowers and trees opposite the shop, and was silent for a moment. Crossing that threshold. He took the reins around the neck of the big black horse and walked out of Kyoto City.

Outside Kyoto, there are still flowers and trees. There was a small stream hidden between the trees, and on the opposite side of the stream was a tall cyan poplar tree, Ning Que let the big black horse run to relax, and then sat down with his back against the poplar tree.

His expression was calm. Sang Sang knew very well that he was very indifferent in his bones, but he was still a little surprised, because in her memory, the woman who was about to marry had a very important meaning to him.

She walked to the brook in front of the tree, looked at the flowing clouds in the stream with her hands, and said, "Why don't you be angry?"

Previously, in Chen Kum Kee, the two girls of the Great River Kingdom mentioned that the monarch married Mo Shanshan, and they were still worried about whether the Tang people would be angry because of this, not to mention the Ning Que of the person concerned.

Ning Que said: "I was indeed a little angry when I first heard it, but when I walked among the flowers and trees, I suddenly figured out that I have no qualifications to be angry, and the flowers and trees were born there, not mine." ”

Sangsang turned to look at him and said, "Humans are really good at hypocrisy. ”

Ning Que looked at her ordinary face, and for some reason felt a little irritable, and said, "You already knew about this matter, so let me come here?"

She is Haotian, and naturally knows everything, except that she didn't expect that Chan Kum Kee's fat powder was sold out.

Ning Que looked into her eyes and asked, "You did this?"

Sang Sang said calmly: "Do you think I will pay attention to such a trivial matter?"

Ning Que admitted that she was right, and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have maliciously speculated about you. ”

"What you think doesn't matter to me. ”

Ning Que stood up from under the tree, walked up to her, looked into her eyes and said, "But you know about this matter, you want me to watch this happen, what do you want to do?"

Sangsang said: "For countless reincarnations, I have looked down on the world in the kingdom of God and looked at you

Joys and sorrows, look at your intrigues, but there are always some things that you don't understand. ”

"What's the matter?" Ning Que asked.

"For example, you cherish emotions that you sometimes discard. ”

Sang Sang held his hands on his shoulders, his gaze passed through the walls of mountains, forests, flowers, trees, streams, and fell on the men and women in Kyoto City, and said indifferently: "You say you love me, so what is love?"

Ning Que was silent for a moment and then said, "There are some things that cannot be explained in words. ”

"But I should be able to see it, so I wanted to take a look," Sangsang said. ”

Ning Que frowned slightly and said, "What are you looking at?"

Sangsang retracted his gaze, looked into his eyes and said, "Look at what love is." ”

Ning Que said: "Does this have anything to do with the happy events in Kyoto?"

Sangsang said: "Of course there is, because I want to see if you love her." ”

Ning Que didn't know how to answer, and said, "Does this make sense?"

Sang Sang said: "The love recorded in the human classics is so stupid and persistent, refusing the intervention of others, so since you love me, how can you love her?"

Ning Que didn't know how to answer, so he had to be silent.

In the fog of the abyss, Sangsang began to have a curious feeling, which has continued to this day, and she wanted to know the answers to those things that she could not understand.

She looked at him. But it was like watching the men and women in Kyoto City traveling hand in hand under the flowers and trees. With a serious expression, he asked, "Love, can you love two people at the same time?"

In this regard, Ning Que could only remain silent.

Sang Sang continued to ask: "How do you measure love? You love me, or love her, you may love me more, since words can't describe it, how can there be many." How could there be more love?"

Ning Que couldn't say anything more than silence, because no one could answer her question.

"I can feel that you are very unsettled, even angry, inside, so I don't understand. I know you don't want Mo Shanshan to marry that man. But it doesn't seem like love as I understand it, because you're not going to marry her. If you're not going to marry her, why don't you let her marry someone else, and why would she marry someone else disappoint you and make you feel the urge to destroy?"

Sang Sang was a little puzzled and said: "In my understanding, this is the possessiveness of male creatures to female creatures, and this is a strong instinctive desire for the reproduction of their own bloodline. If that's the case, then what's the difference between what you humans mean by love and **?"

She spoke with a calm expression. There is no table xiàn out of jealousy of the love xù. It's really like the hard-working students in the front yard of the academy, just trying to find an answer.

Ning Que was a little uneasy by her calmness. Helplessly asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that since there is no love, then your love for me is naturally fake. ”

Sang Sang said calmly, but the words were not finished: Or, I love you is also fake.

Ning Que said, "Does this boring inference make sense?"

He had sighed before, was this matter meaningful? Sang Sang laughed. Since leaving Momoyama, the smile on her face has been increasing more and more.

"Or it doesn't make sense, but it's interesting. ”

Ning Que looked at her and said, "I think you are more like a student of the academy than me now. ”

"It's amazing that I don't feel disgusted by that. ”

Sang Sang said, "Or is it because I have also lived in the academy for a long time?"

Ning Que looked at the verdant Mogan Mountain in the distance and was silent.

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There is a Mogan Mountain not far from Kyoto, there is a quiet lake on the mountainside, it is rumored that when the calligrapher studied calligraphy in his childhood, he used to wash the pen with lake water, but in a few years, this lake was dyed black by the pen and ink, so this lake is called the brush washing pond by the people of the Great River Country, and there is a more famous name, that is, the ink pool.

Rumors are rumors after all, the lake is still clear, and the Ink Pond Garden was established countless years before Wang Shusheng was born, but this does not affect the status of the Ink Pond Garden in the Great River Nation and the cultivation world.

Today's ink pond garden mountain house is very lively, everywhere is full of lights, before the night, the lanterns are not lit, those ribbons and the pen full of ink and ink hanging between the corridors, but has shown that the happy event is approaching.

On the surface of the ink pond floated on the surface of the water, the newborn green lotus, swaying gently in the breeze, looking so immature. The lynx girl sat by the lake, looking at those green lotuses, frowning, and looking very aggrieved.

Zhu Zhihua walked behind the little junior sister and asked with concern, "What are you thinking?"

Seeing that it was Senior Sister, the Tmall girl leaned into her arms sadly, and after being silent for a long time, she asked, "Senior Sister, what do you say love is?"

Chu Zhihua smiled and quipped: "I just got engaged, and I was thinking about what happened later?"

The lynx girl frowned and said unhappily: "Shouldn't it be that you like it first before you get engaged?"

Zhu Zhihua said helplessly: "What do you want to say?"

The lynx girl looked at the green lotus in the lake and the ribbon in the mountain house, and said sadly: "I don't understand, obviously the mountain lord likes Ning Que, why does she want to marry the monarch?"

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(There's another chapter, try to write it before half past one.) (To be continued.) )