As the verse says, there are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. The coquettish characters who have led for hundreds of years will eventually be overthrown by the post-lang and hit the shore of the years, how many people can remember those former langs later? They can only receive it for a few hundred years, and they will only be famous for a few hundred years. 【sogou,360,sososearch JDXS free download】【】

But the talents here who never thought were literati, scholars in Tsing Yi, and the kind of iron-clad and proud. This kind of humanistic brilliance is naturally outstanding. Or poems, or words, or Fu, naturally have the official history to remember, even if it is not recorded in the official history, it will be collected in the classics, so that future generations can admire a few times, so the reputation can be passed on, even if people have never seen those talented people, there is naturally a scholarly atmosphere in the mind, and the proud Ling Feng appearance of Tsing Yi.

It's just a literati. How many people can know how many warriors who are so powerful against thousands of armies, with a knife and a gun, who rush to fight alone and shout to kill thousands of troops and horses that shake the sky? Even though he is arrogant, although tens of millions of people have been there, it has only been a few years. Even if he and her forgot about each other in the rivers and lakes, even if he was with her fairy partner, even if he went west with a sword to stop thousands of troops and horses, even if he was respected as a first-class sword immortal in the martial arts, even if he killed one person in ten steps, even if he was domineering in swordsmanship, in the end, in the end, he was inevitably killed by his descendants after ten or twenty years, and he was defeated, and his reputation was exchanged for waves of people in just ten years.

This is the sorrow of the Jianghu people, but it is also the pride of the Jianghu people, although it is really true that tens of millions of people are going to it! Even a person in the rivers and lakes who held a wooden sword met the sword immortal in the world on a narrow road, and dared to draw the wooden sword in his hand out of the sheath, regardless of whether there was a sharp sword qi at that moment, a surging sword momentum, and a majestic sword intent. It was only at that moment that he dared to draw his sword, nothing more.

Why do the people of the rivers and lakes flock to the rivers and lakes of such people who never remember people, think about it, and don't dare that they are just people from the rivers and lakes. Compared with those literati officialdom, these rivers and lakes are originally gorgeous and colorful, sneering and smiling, and sneering and smiling, with a sword to the sky.

It's late at night.

Xiao Qingchen didn't feel sleepy, lay down in the treetops, took out a purple flute from his waist, and put it between his lips. The breath is spit out, sprinkled, sad and sorrowful, as low as an ancient bell, as high as a whistle, and a thousand times of sorrow between life and breath.

After the song, Xiao Qingchen held the purple flute, raised his head and leaned back, trying to see the moon in the sky through the fine leaves, but found that he didn't see anything, and his eyes were full of branches and vines.

Xiao Qingchen snorted, the purple flute in his hand was hung on his waist from the new, his hands were pillowed, he leaned back, leaned on the trunk of the tree, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the rustling of the wind in the woods.

"Young Master." , Yan Yan walked out from the side, looked at Xiao Qingchen, who was lying on the treetops in white clothes and white hair, and screamed softly.

Xiao Qingchen lowered his head and looked at Yan Yan, and said with a smile, "Come up." Yanyan showed off his skills, jumped on the treetops, and sat on Xiao Qingchen's side. Yanyan sat down gently, and pinched the hammer in his sleeve to knock Xiao Qingchen's legs. Xiao Qingchen chuckled lightly, and didn't say anything, Yan Yan was used to it.

A trace of night breeze blew, blowing Xiao Qingchen's white hair to Yanyan's cheeks, Yanyan looked stunned, bit his lip and lowered his head, and buried his head in knocking Xiao Qingchen's legs.

The two were relatively speechless, and after a while, Xiao Qingchen smiled and said, "By the way, I forgot to take money from you at the beginning, your young master and I haven't gone out once for so long, and the food and accommodation are not good, hey, next time you don't stay too far away from me, otherwise you won't have any money." ”

Yanyan lowered her head, and she nodded and didn't speak.

Xiao Qingchen took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms and handed it to Yan Yan and said, "This is when I went down to Shu Mountain, Bai Qiuying blocked me under the mountain, and no one could kill anyone, so I simply borrowed it from him, it seems to be 100,000 taels of silver, I don't remember how much is left now, you still take it, and after the martial arts conference is over, you will return it to me." ”

Yan Yan stretched out his hand to take the silver ticket, put the silver ticket in his arms, and said softly, "Young master, I know." Xiao Qingchen rubbed Yanyan's hair and said, "Girl, why are you so silent, eh?" ”

Yan Yan didn't speak, Xiao Qingchen smiled and said, "What's wrong, who bullied you?" ”

Yan Yan still didn't speak.

Xiao Qingchen deliberately put on a straight face and raised Yanyan's chin, but he saw Yanyan biting his lips, his eyes were already red and swollen, and tears were hanging on his face.

Xiao Qingchen pursed his lips, wiped away the tears and tear stains of Yanyan with both hands, and then said, "What is there to cry about." Yan Yan raised his head, looked directly into Xiao Qingchen's eyes, and said, "Young Master." After calling this sentence, Yan Yan still couldn't help it and hugged Xiao Qingchen.

Xiao Qingchen could only sigh, stretched out his hand, patted his face, and said with a smile, "I told you jokes, don't you like to listen to me tell stories and jokes?" ”

Yan Yan was in Xiao Qingchen's arms, nodded, and Xiao Qingchen immediately said, "A certain county official has a hobby of listening to stories. One day, he feasted his guests. At his repeated requests, an out-of-town guest told a very interesting story: the guest had met a very pretentious man in the city, and the guest said to him, 'Guess what I have in my pocket.' If you're right, I'll give you half of these eggs; If you can guess the number of eggs, I'll give you all 10 eggs. The man thought for a long time and said, 'Friend, although I am not stupid, I cannot know everything. I can't guess. The guest said, 'Guess again, this thing is white on the outside and yellow on the inside.' ''Guessed!'' The ** voice said, 'It must be a pile of white turnips with a potato hidden in the middle.' When they heard this, the guests laughed, and the chief laughed even more. Finally he asked, 'What a fool that is. Dear friend, please tell us what you have in your pocket. ‘”

After Xiao Qingchen finished speaking, Xiao Qingchen already had a smile, he lowered his head and looked at Yan Yan and said, "What do you say he has in his pocket?" ”

Who knew that Yan Yan was silent, Xiao Qingchen shook his head helplessly, ready to tell the next joke story.

But he said in a muffled voice, "I want to listen to the story of Liang Zhuhua Butterfly that you told me before." Xiao Qingchen promised to say yes, and began to tell the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai that he told Yanyan that night.

Xiao Qingchen, who hadn't waited, finished speaking, but Yan Yan said, "Young Master, I really want to wish Yingtai." ”

Xiao Qingchen said strangely, "Do you want to wish Yingtai?" ”

Yanyan was still buried in Xiao Qingchen's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Zhu Yingtai disguised as a man, although she can't stay with Liang Shanbo in life, she can dance with Liangshan Bodie in death." I wish Yingtai a lot of bitterness, so bitter, the bitterness can only be swallowed, but there is no one to complain. This bitterness is the most bitter. The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but I am standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you, the farthest distance in the world, not that I am standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you, but love to the point of obsession, but you can't say I love you. If I were Zhu Yingtai, I wouldn't dress up as a man, so I rushed in front of Liang Shanbo and told him that I wish Yingtai liked him. ”

Xiao Qingchen heard Yan Yan say this, and was silent.

Yan Yan continued, "They always don't know how much they like each other, until the last moment, but they can only see each other across the grave, after meeting, the two are flying into butterflies, and finally fall into reincarnation in just dozens of days. ”

Xiao Qingchen hummed softly, Yan Yan raised her head in a daze, her tears were wet, and she said, "Young Master, I am the big girl of Moyu Pavilion." From the time I entered the palace, I knew that I was your bed warmer, and although you said that I was a big one for many years, let me let them be in the water pavilion, but I knew that you spoiled me more. The eldest lady won't let me warm your bed, and I have no complaints. That day, when the guest came to the inn again, you told me about Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, you didn't see it, I cried. ”

Xiao Qingchen lowered his head and said, "Don't say it." ”

Yanyan stubbornly said, "No! ”

Liang Shanbo didn't know that Zhu Yingtai liked him, and Zhu Yingtai never told his daughter to give birth. I want to wish Yingtai, just because, young master, I think you are Liang Shanbo. I was waiting for you at Hangzhou Wansong Academy, and the moment I waited for you, I just wanted to say yes, young master, I like you. ”

After Yan Yan finished speaking, he burst into tears, and he couldn't stop the water that burst the embankment.

Xiao Qingchen was stunned and stayed there.

After a while, Xiao Qingchen let out a wry smile.

Yan Yan pointed a little and pointed on Xiao Qingchen's lips, Yan Yan said, "Young master, I know that I am not worthy of you, I am just a maid of the palace, and you are the prince of the palace, and in the end, there is a ** is the prince." The eldest lady told me that after you became the prince, Moyu Pavilion would naturally go less, and Moyu Pavilion would only leave the eldest lady, Yanyan, and a few girls in the water pavilion. I know that at that time, the young master was no longer our young master. And the Moyu Pavilion that the eldest lady said only left us, but it was the last place to stay with us. Young master, I saw you with white hair, my heart hurts, it hurts, I can't breathe out of pain, I feel like I'm in eighteen layers of hell. ”

After speaking, Yan Yan leaned forward and kissed Xiao Qingchen's lips, and then immediately separated, Yan Yan smiled and said with a smile in her tears, "Young Master, I don't want you to do anything for Yan Yan, I just don't want to be like Zhu Yingtai, how long has it been before Liang Shanbo likes her." ”

The smile at this moment is poignant, cold, and miserable. Like this, no one pities the flowers and plants, life and death are as people wish, and no one complains, and Yan Yan has never complained about anyone.

Yan Yan lightly untied Luo's shirt, and said with a cry and a smile in his mouth, "Young Master, the prince told me before that you need a trace of femininity in the end. Yan Yan couldn't do anything but cross this trace of feminine qi into the young master's body. ”

Xiao Qingchen was shocked when he heard Yanyan's words, pressed his hand, pressed Yanyan's Luo shirt, and said, "You remember, since you are my bed warmer, I want you to warm the bed whenever I want." ”

Yan Yan looked at Xiao Qingchen for a moment, and then lowered his head and said yes.

Xiao Qingchen could only sigh in his heart in the end.

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