Light moon, stars, wine, food, beautiful boys.

The turbid wine was faint, Tan Zhaozhao only ate a few cups, and he still felt his cheeks hot.

Putting down the wine cup and holding his cheeks, Tan Zhaozhao shook his head in front of Zhang Jiuling and giggled: "I'm drunk, drunk!" ”

Zhang Jiuling and Tan Zhaozhao were like each other, both of them were informal, sitting very casually, bending their legs, and letting the wine cup in their hands hang down in front of their legs.

"Zhaozhao, I'm also drunk."

Every time Zhang Jiuling said a word, he kissed Tan Zhaozhao.

"Itchy." Tan Zhaozhao hid with a smile, stepped forward and looked at Zhang Jiuling carefully, and then shook his head: "You're not drunk, you're not drunk at all!" I'm just drunk! ”

Zhang Jiuling took the opportunity to kiss her lips: "I'm drunk, drunk for Zhaozhao." ”

Tan Zhaozhao couldn't stop laughing happily, the two snuggled together, you and I said a word, and they were drunk and muttered for a long time.

After all, the moon failed to compete for the stars, and disappeared into the clouds, and the stars seized the inky blue sky, scrambling to shine.

Tan Zhaozhao leaned back in Zhang Jiuling's arms, and looked at the galaxy in front of him through the yarn with him.

Except for the occasional insect chirping and frog barking, there were a few weak dog barks in the distance, and the world was peaceful, Tan Zhaozhao could clearly hear Zhang Jiuling's heartbeat and his long breathing.

Zhang Jiuling pressed her ear and asked in a low voice, "Zhaozhao, do you like stargazing?" ”

Tan Zhaozhao only knew the Big Dipper, and it was rare to see such a pure and gorgeous starry sky in the city in later generations. She even rarely looked up at the sky.

"I don't know how to stargaze, what about Dalang?" Tan Zhaozhao asked.

After being silent for a moment, Zhang Jiuling whispered: "Except for Qin Tianjian, the imperial court is not allowed to stargaze, lest it leak the heavenly secrets." But I like to watch the stars, the sun rises and the moon sets, the wind and rain, and the four seasons are all normal changes of heaven and earth, and have nothing to do with the destiny of heaven. ”

Tan Zhaozhao was surprised, turned his head to look at him, and said cautiously: "Da Lang is right, these are natural things. It has nothing to do with the luck of the road, the destiny of heaven! ”

I remember that Zhang Jiuling's method when he opened the Meiling Ancient Road was to heat the big stones first, and then water them, so that the stones would crack and be easy to excavate.

In later life, it seems to be very simple, but it is just the principle of physical thermal expansion and cold contraction. A thousand years ago, in the starry sky was still a mysterious realm, and the Tang Dynasty, which was controlled by the royal family, he had already had such an idea.

Zhang Jiuling's chest was surging with surging emotions, in addition to love, there was also indescribable relief and happiness.

When you can't talk about secret things that you can't talk about, you can say them with confidence, and there are still people who understand.

Zhang Jiuling hugged her tightly and asked, "Is it okay for me to dance the sword for Zhaozhao?" ”

Tan Zhaozhao hurriedly said yes, okay, sat up on the ground, and said excitedly: "In addition to dancing the sword, I also want to watch Da Lang dance!" ”

Zhang Jiuling responded one by one, poured two glasses of wine, drank it with Tan Zhaozhao, and kissed the corner of her lips familiarly.

Putting down the wine cup, Zhang Jiuling jumped a few times briskly, and called Qianshan to bring his sword.

In the past, when Zhang Jiuling practiced swords with Tan Zhaozhao, he was afraid of hurting her, so he used all bamboo swords.

This time, Qianshan took his long sword, drew it out of its sheath, and let out a low "buzz". The sword body was under the starlight, emitting a cold and faint cold light.

Tan Zhaozhao stood in front of him with his hands folded, and couldn't help but exhale: "It's amazing!" ”

Zhang Jiuling wore a moon-white wide-sleeved robe, holding a sword, and the momentum on Zhou's body suddenly sank, becoming as cold as a sword.

Disgusted with the yarn silk blocking the view, Tan Zhaozhao couldn't care about the mosquitoes, and pushed it away.

The sword light overshadowed the starlight, the clothes fluttered, and with the swing of the sword, the people were the same sword, and the starry night became one.

Perhaps considering that Tan Zhaozhao is here, Zhang Jiuling is between swords, less murderous, more feminine and restrained.

The loud voice is silent, and the elephant is invisible.

Zhang Jiuling gasped slightly, and when he put away his sword and stood there, Tan Zhaozhao was still immersed in it, and he couldn't speak.

Putting down the sword, Zhang Jiuling looked at Tan Zhaozhao with a smile and did not make a sound.

Then, his arms were raised, and his feet seemed to be lightly touched on the ground, but Tan Zhaozhao seemed to feel the ground shake.

The waist is flexible, jumping and spinning with the arms dancing, and the feet kick the ground from time to time and rotate again.

At first, Tan Zhaozhao could still see Zhang Jiuling's smiling face. Gradually, he turned faster and faster, and the bluestone ground continued to sound, and only a moon-white shadow remained in front of him.

Hu Teng Dance!

In Cen Shen's poem, "turning over and breaking is like a god, seeing before and seeing back to the new" Hu Teng dance!

Different from the gentleness and grace between the women's dances, the men's Hu Teng dance is kneaded into the action of killing the enemy on the battlefield, which is strong and powerful.

Wubi, Zhang Jiuling ran to Tan Zhaozhao on tiptoe, propped his hand on the felt tent in front of her, panted slightly, looked up at her and asked, "Does Zhaozhao like it?" ”

Strong joy, accompanied by the wine, Tan Zhaozhao did not listen to the call, pounced, and held his head in front of him: "I like it, I like everything!" ”

Zhang Jiuling paused, buried his head deep in it, and laughed out loud.

Tan Zhaozhao followed his example, raised his chin, kissed it little by little, and said with a smile: "My heart is very relieved, tonight, I will be served by Da Lang!" ”

Zhang Jiuling's breathing gradually became short, leaned forward, and threw her down on the Hu bed.

During the rolling, the foot hooked somewhere, and the curtain toppled over, burying the two of them inside.

It was pitch black in front of them, and neither of them moved for a moment.

Zhang Jiuling came back to his senses first, his chest vibrated and he laughed.

Tan Zhaozhao chrysalis, "Shhhh ”

Zhang Jiuling said yes, held Tan Zhaozhao's hand tightly in the dark, and slowly drilled out.

"Zhaozhao."

"Hmm."

"If the curtain hadn't collapsed, would you really want me to serve?"

"No, it won't."

Tan Zhaozhao can still hold on, the wine is only slightly drunk, and the beauty adds a little drunkenness, but it can't match her yearning for Chang'an and going out to see Datang.

Zhang Jiuling sighed and said, "Even if Zhao Zhao wants it, I won't agree." ”

The curtain collapsed in time, if it weren't for that, Tan Zhaozhao felt that he had opened his bow and had no turning arrow.

Tan Zhaozhao said suspiciously: "Da Lang can really hold back? ”

"Zhao Zhao can endure it, and I can endure it too."

After a pause, Zhang Jiuling said: "It is natural for men to love women. I know why Zhao Zhao endured, and I am the same as Zhao Zhao. ”

"Da Lang is so good." Tan Zhaozhao praised from the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, those who have achieved great things are no ordinary people, and when their careers are not smooth, they do not give up on themselves, and return to Lingnan to open up the Meiling Ancient Road.

Tan Zhaozhao was pupae for a long time, and found that it was still dark in front of him.

The curtain is extremely light, and it is okay to fall on the body. It's just that the whole curtain only has a Hu Collapse and a low case, which is not spacious.

After a long time of chrysalis, Tan Zhaozhao rubbed his hand over and found that they were still on the hu.

As soon as the words changed, Tan Zhaozhao said: "But Da Lang, why do I think that instead of moving out, you are wrapping the curtain around us?" ”

"Zhao Zhao don't want to wronged me."

The words sounded righteous, but Zhang Jiuling's arm used force to hug her tighter.

He couldn't say any more, his chest was filled with inexplicable emotions, and he was afraid that he would choke up when he spoke.

He liked the situation.

Under the heavy shackles, in the boundless darkness, there is only him and her.

Fortunately, she and him can embrace each other.