The sound of the piano lingers, scattered into the wind, and Qi Wufu raised his eyes to see.

The evening wind moves the wilderness, and the oblique moon is in the forest.

Immediately, I saw a young girl about sixteen or seventeen years old walking out of the sedan chair.

Crowned jade lotus, draped in purple silk, red jade, and swaying phoenix.

Bright eyes and bright wrists, glamorous steps, touching the kind of charming, unseen.

The eyes are shining brightly.

Qi Wufu's expression was calm and calm, please ask her name, the girl told her the truth, calling herself Qiongyu, the two still had a good relationship, and thought that they were best friends, so several months passed.

Before the big exam, the students also used to go to the mountains to play, and also went to Taoist temples in various places to pray for their big exams and ask for a lottery.

Qi Wufu followed his friends to the most famous Dingyan Peak outside the capital, the highest place of which was a Taoist temple, which was dedicated to the legendary goddess.

I heard that it is extremely effective, and those who come here to pray for it will have a good chance of getting something.

Qi Wufu twisted three incense sticks and stepped into the main hall.

The main hall is dedicated to the goddess, the goddess's face is shrouded in a thin veil, and the entire hall is extremely high, almost invisible to the naked eye, Qi Wufu has no interest in seeing the face of the so-called goddess.

It's just that when he was about to offer incense, his eyes glanced to the side, but his expression was suddenly condensed, and others followed the line of sight to look, but saw that there was a maid beside the goddess of the main hall, wearing green clothes, holding Ruyi in her hands, with her hair hanging down, and her smile was bright and cunning.

Qi Wufu stared at the green-clothed maid.

His face was exactly the same as the one he saw every night!

The Taoist chief next to him paused when he saw Qi Wufu's movements, and asked:

"Why doesn't Childe go to incense, but stand here?"

Qi Wufu's expression remained unchanged, but he said:

"I don't know what the honorific title of this goddess is, because she has never put incense."

The Taoist replied with a smile:

"Qiongyu Priestess."

Qi Wufu slowly bowed his head, his back straightened, and inserted the incense into the incense burner:

"Qiongyu ......"

It was the night where he met in the past, and when he saw his friend again, the latter came to say goodbye to him, and said with emotion: "Originally, I was just a friend with the qin, but since Childe knows my identity, it will be difficult for us to communicate with each other in an equal way." ”

"I was originally a daughter of a noble family, and I died because I was framed by someone, because I practiced orthodox exercises when I was young, and I never died, and I practiced for several years, and I came out of the Yin God for a hundred miles, so I met you."

Qi Wufu frowned slightly: "Mountain God...... The gods ......"

"Is it really immortal?"

Qiong Yu shook her head and said:

"It's not immortal, it's just like a yin spirit, just a living."

"With your talent, you will definitely be famous in the future."

"This volume is the method of cultivating the gods that I got in the Dianxia Cave back then, and it was passed on to you, and it should be an acquaintance between you and me."

The girl stretched out her hand and pointed at Qi Wufu's eyebrows.

A mysterious and mysterious, indescribable and indescribable charm flowed into his eyebrows, and his spirit shook slightly, which had dispersed.

Obviously, I felt that in an instant, I opened my eyes, but it was already the next morning, my clothes were covered with morning dew, and I didn't see the old man in front of me, so I turned around and left for a long time.

Later, Qi Wufu won the imperial examination in one fell swoop, entered the Shidengdi, and was appointed as the secretary of the provincial school Shulang, and then because of his upright and cold personality, a year later, he chose the examination of [system] and was transferred to Huainan County Lieutenant.

Seven years later, at the age of twenty-five, Qi Wufu was promoted to supervise the imperial history, and then at the age of thirty-six, he returned to Beijing and was promoted to the residence of the housekeeper, and also signed the imperial decree.

Three years later, he left Beijing to take charge of the history of Tongzhou, and was promoted to the governor of Zhongzhou, ushered in the send-off, and was still very angry, because of the experience of hunger when he was young, he was especially kind to the people, built water conservancy, dug canals, reduced the tax burden during his tenure, and used most of his money to help the people.

The people even carved stone tablets for him to record his merits.

After the expiration of his term, he was transferred to Bianzhou Jiedu Envoy, and at the age of forty-six, he was recruited into the imperial city and served as the imperial city Jing Zhaoyin.

During this period, the family and country were restless, the emperor of the human race was in the Shenwu period, and he was fighting with the demon clan, and the generals of the Candle Dragon Department broke into the border pass, and performed the method of soaring clouds and fog, and the general was killed by the festival, and someone needed to go to suppress the situation.

Qi Wufu has never been a party with people, so the task of sending death naturally fell on him, he was appointed as the imperial history of Zhongcheng, went to command the army, walked outside for more than 20 years, Qi Wufu also recognized many heroes, this battle heroes bravely, and the brave soldiers died, it took several years, and the demon country was broken.

Open up more than 900 miles of border passes, build three cities to suppress and resist the impact of the demon clan with the array of three talents, and the people of the frontier set up a monument and carved merit for him on the original demon clan holy mountain.

After returning triumphantly, his reputation became more and more prosperous, and he was transferred to the Ministry of Rites, and then accumulated merit and was promoted to the head of the household department and the imperial historian.

The prime minister was jealous, under the secret gossip, Qi Wufu was deposed, and he was released as a thorn in history, at this time, there was still a sense of injustice in his heart, and when he was often alone in the courtyard to stroke the piano, he held down the strings, sighed loudly, and in the conversation, he seemed extremely unconvinced, and he was very resentful of the traitor.

Three years later, Qi Wufu was again marked to enter Beijing.

This time the Qing Dynasty was very famous, and was appointed as the same Zhongshu Sect under the Ping Zhang, the power was monstrous, and the Zhongshu Order, and the servant was in charge of the government together, but this time when he entered Beijing, he was in charge of the government, but he was in the mood for the sake of Yixing, and he once sighed with his friends:

"When I was famous, the emperor suppressed me and supported the prime minister, and now that the prime minister is powerful, he will call me back."

"I found the other two to check and balance with me."

"In this court, they are just pawns of the emperor, and even if they want to do something for the people, they have to be intrigued."

"Speaking of which, when I was young, my family didn't have much money, only under a hill, but in the spring, I farmed by myself, and in the summer, I went to the mountains to enjoy the cool breeze, and in the autumn I had all kinds of wild fruits, which was really more comfortable than now."

"I want to go back to my youth, talk to you about the piano by the bamboo forest, I really want to go back, but how can I go back? How could it be possible to go back ......"

Qi Wufu was melancholy and unspeakable.

For a few more years, Qi Wufu was almost already the number one scholar in the world, but suddenly there were rumors that he colluded with the frontier generals and wanted to plot against him.

When the cool officials with sharp blades and chains kicked open the door and came in, the world's first man in a cloth robe just ate a bowl of rice porridge plainly, his eyes were calm, and the wind was light, and he had already suppressed the dozens of cool officials.

And then calmly bind.

Because of his high merits, his fame shocked the world, so he did not kill, but was exiled to the wasteland.

The next emperor ascended the throne, and immediately rehabilitated Qi Wufu, summoned him to Beijing, and served as the secretary of the order, serving the Duke of Qi Guo, and taking the wife of the eldest princess, Qi Wufu declined, and once said in a flat tone with his disciple, who was also the emperor's eyes and ears:

"The old emperor is going to die, and he wants to leave a sword for the next emperor."

"So he deposed me, and let his son vindicate me? Envy and power, with me as a sword, the emperor's mental technique, that's it. ”

The young man said: "The imperial power is lofty, is the gentleman afraid?" ”

The white-haired old man's eyes were still deep, and he smiled faintly and said, "I just feel bored." ”

Immediately, ignoring the young man's faint fear, he just asked indifferently:

"You don't like money, you don't like luxury, you don't love beauty."

"Maybe it's a name?"

The bright and handsome young man replied after a long time: "The student is young, and he has not traveled through the red dust and seen all the things in the world......

"One word of the name, this life is broken."

Qi Wufu drank and laughed, and after being tired, he waved his sleeves to order the disciple to come out.

When the disciple walked out, he hurried to the palace and said everything Qi Wufu said, the emperor is always majestic, and no one knows the turbulence in the young emperor's heart, and the later wild history only used simple words to record the struggle and results in the emperor's heart on this day.

Emperor Fear.

Send the guards out.

By the time these armor-clad guards rushed into the luxurious mansion, the old man was already sitting in the room, his eyes closed, and his momentum was as deep as the abyssal sea, and everyone did not dare to move.

But he was already exhausted.

His life was famous all over the world, and he did not know how many treasures his family had rewarded; And the carriages and horses, the fields and houses, are countless.

The mansion is empty, and on the walls, only a poem remains.

Qi is not confused, upright, in and out of the phase, does not like poetry, and rarely remains, this is the only sentence, which is a look back at his life.

"Seventy years of disarray."

The cool official suddenly felt that these six words were full of sorrow.

Seventy years of disarray......

In the outer city of the capital, Qi Wufu walked out, he practiced the method of nourishing the soul, when he died, the soul still existed, one step has gone out of a hundred miles, the world is prosperous, and the house where he studied hard has been dilapidated.

When he was a teenager, the mountain god Qiongyu appeared, as if he knew that Qi Wufu's fate was over, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

"I'm old like this, but you're still the same as you used to be."

Qi Wufu sighed with emotion, and suddenly smiled:

"In the world, can you live forever?"

It was the only meeting in decades, and the inquiries were the same as they were back then.

But the mood of the inquiry is very different.

The girl replied: "The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, it can be seen that it is not available." ”

The white-haired old man stroked the piano, and the rhyme of the piano has moved the mountains, making the sea of clouds and waves, and almost entering the Tao, and the mountain peak is still the same.

Suddenly, I thought of the experience of my youth, and if I wanted to go back, it was impossible, what did I do in the past 70 years of chasing fame and fortune? What is it for? Qi Wufu pressed the piano and whispered:

"For seventy years, the east wall has hit the west wall."

"Now I have ...... back from packing"

"Still, the water is blue."

At the end of the song, everyone is gone, and the eyes are closed and the soul is gone.

Only the mountains are still the same, and the water is endless, just like back then.

It's also melancholy.

Suddenly, someone pushed him the shoulder.

It was as if I had stepped into a cliff and fallen in a dream, covered in cold sweat.

Qi Wufu shuddered, opened his eyes suddenly, and was in a trance, when he saw an old man pointing at him, and said with a smile: "Boy, you dream and dream, why do you look like you want to cry?" ”

Qi Wufu was dazed for a long time:

"Where is this? Yes, when? ”

The old man scolded with a smile: "You don't recognize your family? ”

"As for the timing?"

Raising his hand and pointing to the stove, the steam was rising, and he replied:

"It's daylight."

"The snow hasn't stopped."

"Yellow rice is still ripe for a moment."