Volume 1 A Dream is Long and Short Chapter 15 I know that the years are not lovesick

CHAPTER XV

In June of the ninth year of Jiaxi, the Loulan Beirong coalition broke up, and Loulan stopped all military supplies to Beirong. In July of the same year, Chen Xuanyu, the former proton of the Southern Liang, led 30,000 troops to the bank of the Wufeng River, the two armies faced each other, Chen Xuanyu feigned defeat, and fled in the grove southwest of the Wufeng River. had to withdraw the troops and return to China, which is known in history as the 'Jiaxi Incident'. Chen Xuanyu was rewarded for returning to China, and the people cheered and praised Chen Xuanyu's folk songs and children's songs, and he was called the general of Dingguo.

"Xuanyu is now famous, why are you still depressed?" After Bai Zifeng settled the generals of Loulan, he saw Chen Xuanyu with a solemn face before he entered, and Chen Xuanyu was holding a pair of painting paper that had been slightly yellowed in his hand, since he came back from Helan Min that night, Chen Xuanyu often took out that painting to observe, his expression was solemn, and he looked depressed, and what He Lanmin said to him that night, Bai Zifeng did not know.

"When He Lanmin agreed to borrow troops that day, he also put forward two conditions, the first is to have ten towns on the border, and I will also attach a letter to the emperor on this matter."

"The second thing, he asked me to find the woman in this painting for him,,," Chen Xuanyu sighed lightly, turned around and said slowly

Bai Zifeng was a little surprised, he could understand that he would cut the city and let the land, but looking for a woman, no matter how it sounded, it felt a little incredible, what kind of woman would be that Loulan King Helan Min searched so hard, Bai Zifeng walked towards the picture scroll that had been rolled out,,,

"This!this!this!isn't this, Miss Qingyun!" Bai Zifeng only felt that the world was spinning when he saw the woman in the painting, how could it be Miss Qingyun, no wonder Chen Xuanyu had a solemn expression recently, and it was surprising to be so like this

"Why does Helan Min have a portrait of Miss Qingyun?" Bai Zifeng asked in a low voice after thinking about it

This painting was not made by the Loulan painter, but he bought it from a stall selling poetry and paintings in the market near Bai Miao Mountain, and he didn't know anything else. Probably thinking about it, it was painted by Qingyun when he went down the mountain to play secretly. Chen Xuanyu was a little helpless, he didn't know why He Lanmin was looking for Qingyun, but he couldn't let him find it, Helan Min didn't look like a person who wanted to see it, he insisted on finding it for some reason. But Chen Xuanyu was puzzled, the woman in the painting is so bright and lively that it is hard to imagine that it is the Qingyun he knows, even if he has been with Qingyun for a few years, Qingyun rarely laughs, but he is alone and depressed, quiet and steady, the woman in the painting laughs like a blooming white orchid, and the smile is written on her face, overflowing with satisfaction and pleasure. The peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other, and a smile captivates the city, and then a smile captivates the country. Chen Xuanyu thought to himself, "Alluring the country and the city" probably means this. There is also a question that if it is a painting of Bai Miao Mountain, hundreds of years have passed, but the colors on this picture are still gorgeous and lifelike, and the watercolor paint also exudes a faint halo, this cannot be a painting that mortals can paint, but who will it be, the things of the gods in Yucheng, Qingyun always guards very well, it can never be the paintings that fell out of Yucheng, but it is not an extraordinary person and five hundred years ago,

Later, Chen Xuanyu realized that some people only need one side to miss their lives, he is like this, and so is He Lanmin, just for the sake of shock, and he is willing to miss this for life, even if he can't love it.

In November of the ninth year of Jiaxi, Chen Xuanyu, the general of Dingguo, returned to China with an edict, and the places where the carriages and horses went were crowded with people and empty alleys. Chen Xuan Yuqi wore a purple straight jacket on the horse, and wore a white fox fur coat on the horse, tied a gold silk Baifuxi belt of the same color around his waist, tied his hair with a gilt gold crown, and sat straight on the horse with his waist straight. As if he hadn't seen it, Chen Xuanyu walked straight forward, the snow-white fox fur on the hood swaying in the cold wind. Bai Zifeng couldn't help but lament, I don't have a wife, I am also a yellow flower, and I am also extremely handsome, why didn't anyone give it to me, hum, if it was a few years earlier, Lao Tzu would also be a three-excellent guy who was secretly approved by the girls. Forget it, I'd better go quickly,,

"Heroes don't mention the courage of the year!" Bai Zifeng shook his head and sighed, just being heard by Chen Xuanyu in front, and couldn't help but turn around and smile playfully at Bai Zifeng, this smile doesn't matter, the girl below screamed in unison, fainted several times, and was in the inn private room on the side

"Miss, General Dingguo is really handsome and extraordinary, no wonder the lord wants to marry you to the general" The little girl in the green silk jacket said flatteringly on the side

"Ah, okay, don't talk about it, Daddy loves me. Speaking and laughing, I only felt that there seemed to be a hundred flowers behind her, which was really gorgeous, and when she turned around, she saw that she was a young man, but at the age of eighteen or nineteen, a goose yellow brocade water pattern flower skirt set off the girl more brightly.

Clear-eyed people can see that this woman is not an ordinary family, indeed, this is Lin Yueyan, the daughter of Lin Shiyi, a scholar of the Palace Pavilion University, ---

Don't be infatuated: know that the years are not lovesick

It's rare to live a life that is often drunk and crazy, laughing and sighing for the rest of your life