The boat is close to the bright moon, and between the buildings of the painting boat, there are old people who have met here. The flying flakes floating all over the city are warm and affectionate, the drizzle is trickling, and the piano rhymes are long. At night, those fishermen on the other side of the bank often hold a flat boat, swinging into the smoke and waves, and the sunset is afterglow.

I wish to hide between the beautiful mountains and rivers, take a sleeve of flowing clouds, moss door and secluded path, and clear tea scrolls. Don't enter the noisy world, you have your own pleasure in it. Maybe last day to look back on the past, can you sigh. The end of the world is far away, and in the future, I will walk through the wind and snow of thousands of mountains, and I only want to grow old with you, and go into hiding.

There was rain in the gloomy night sky, the night breeze was blowing, and there was a faint light floating between the four fields, which was the glow of the fireflies in the dark night, flickering faintly in the drizzle, beautiful hazy and sincere.

The starry night is low, and there is a little fishing fire on the shallows on the other side, which is both real and illusory in the intersection of stars and moons. And in the distance, on the moat like the jade belt, there is a short boat slowly drifting down the water, at this time the wind and the moon are good, and the intoxicating scenery is better than wine.

The candle flame and light and shadow slowly swayed with the light boat, Qing Yao told Lu Yang the secret of the clan, and in the face of all this, she could only resign herself to fate.

It turns out that the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is the inheritor of the ancient bloodline, and every hundred years of cultivation in this powerful race, they will add a natal fox tail, and then have powerful mana. But all this is hard-won, and every breakthrough is accompanied by great danger. And the demon foxes that have cultivated to the nine-tails have reached the pinnacle of their cultivation, if the day of the thousand-year-old heavenly tribulation comes, if they can survive with the probability of one in ten thousand. Then, you can become a nine-tailed divine fox and live forever in the torrent of heaven.

For tens of millions of years, I don't know how many demon foxes who had cultivated to the nine-tails were ruthlessly killed in those thousand-year-old heavenly tribulations. And after surviving the catastrophe, when he reached the level of the nine-tailed divine fox, there was only one nine-tailed fox clan, the ancient fox ancestor. Although Qing Yao is the most talented person in the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan for nearly a thousand years, she can't resist her own fate, just because all of this is under the control of the so-called 'Heavenly Dao', and no matter how strong she is, she can't get rid of the shackles of Heavenly Dao.

"After saying goodbye to you this time, I don't know if I can see you again. If you have this heart and have the slightest affection for Qing Yao, then Qing Yao will follow you like a shadow in this life and will never be separated from you. "Between heaven and earth, the drizzle was dripping, wetting the sleeves of the beauty. Under the stars and moon, she prayed for this life, my heart, and I wish to follow you to the ends of the world. Even if the way of heaven is ruthless, but this love will never regret it.

"Shadow, never separated..."

The words of this life are like a blazing flame that ignites the lonely heart that has been empty for a long time. Many years later, the boy didn't know how many times he thought about it, but it hurt his heart again and again. It was the most unforgettable scar engraved in the depths of Lu Yang's soul.

"A-Yao. I, Lu Yang, will always be with you in this life, no matter what, Lu Yang will make you happy and happy for the rest of your life. He said resolutely.

Lu Yang took her hand, and in the cold rain, her palm was cold. But the moment he touched her palm, there was warmth, and the two of them held each other tightly. At this moment, Qing Yao actually had an illusion, when he took her hand, even if she embarked on the path of fate that was about to be destroyed in the end, she was not afraid of it at all.

At this moment, there is no longer a barrier between the two of them between the mortal and the demon, and no matter what the words of the alliance are, it is better to hug each other tightly with the person in their hearts. There is the love of the ancients, which is as blazing as fire and as warm as warm tea.

Outside the boat, not avoiding the wind and rain that night, it has been swept into the prosperity of Chang'an Lamp City. But seeing that the lights in the night market are still like day, three streets and six alleys, pedestrians and tourists rub shoulders one after another, and on the top of the small bridge arch moon, there is a river lantern that looks like a green lotus blooming. The brilliance is as bright as the stars, but I don't know how many people's lovesickness and sorrow are carried by this exiled river lamp.

The boat travels through the picturesque lanterns, reflecting the fireworks in the distant sky and the ancient pavilions on the side of the causeway, and is in the beautiful scenery, as if it is debauched and invited to swim in the fairyland. This scene, this wind and this month, is intoxicating.

I don't know how many hours, the quiet black clouds in the night sky gradually dispersed, with a little purple glow, reappeared in the dawning sky,

Those purple glows that are as beautiful as fairies weave by their hands, penetrating the heavy clouds, piercing through the depths of the clouds, and gradually revealing thousands of waves in the sky, dancing with the distant clouds.

This night of unforgettable boating under the moon came to the moment of parting. When the boat docks, no matter how much love and hatred there is, a thousand words are not as happy as the hugs between lovers.

"Say goodbye today, if Qing Yao survives this time, she will definitely come to Chang'an to look for you, and then you and I will not ask about the world from now on, and go away from the world. May you remember me after you say goodbye, and still remember you in that distance, as yesterday. She stood on the boat, covered her sleeves, and waved goodbye. Don't let Lu Yang see the tears in the corners of her eyes. But her gaze was still there, and it seemed to penetrate the fluttering spring catkins on the embankment of the ferry, and freeze in the corners of the young man's warm eyes.

"Well, I will, Lu Yang has to meet and know the girl, and he is fortunate to have three lives. So, you have to come back well. ”

Lu Yang carried his bags, hugged her in the end, kissed her tears gently, and then boarded the boat and waved goodbye. Looking at the small boat swinging a penny of algae and waves, go away with the waves. On the moat, there was a long rhyme, and she still played the song "Bijian Flowing Spring", slowly, the sound of the piano was far away, and it was sad.

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The mansion of Liang Hongzhi, Minister of Education, Culture, Sports, and Culture, is luxurious and magnificent, with phoenix towers and pavilions, and exotic flowers and trees, which can be seen everywhere here. Just the two stone lions in the town house in front of the Zhu Gate are carved magnificently and majestic, as if to show the transcendent status of their owners.

The vermilion door was knocked open, and the figure with the hat was led into the mansion by the housekeeper, and turned around several elegant courtyards, and came to the highest building, where singing and dancing were leveled, the seats were full, and the banquet was noisy.

When the servant entered the house, he signaled the dancing girl who was surrounded by him to retreat, until he reached a quiet room, and met privately with the man wearing the hat, and the two of them whispered for a long time, and the man would take out a tight package, and take out a strip of it, and you said, What is it in it? It is a clear yellow strip of gold, but it cannot be seen by others.

The hatsman walked out of the mansion with empty hands, Lord Liang put on his usual smiling face, let the two servants send each other, and then he returned to the banquet to drink and eat, and in the sound of drums, the thousands of people outside the building were generally quiet people coming and going.

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On the streets of Chang'an, the list has been opened between the markets at this time, attracting a group of people to put down their lives, and the long streets and alleys are crowded with people, regardless of the old, young, women and children, all of them look at each other. Lu Yang squeezed in the crowd of people, and saw that the list of texts was the notice of today's imperial examination, which was a grand event for gathering talented scholars from Kyushu all over the world to come to the peach orchard in the southern suburbs of Chang'an City in the morning to express their nostalgia and seek fame. Many officials of the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, and Culture will supervise the examination.

Lu Yang saw it once, and his heart was unbearable. Take out the right to dry food and satisfy hunger, then go to the peach forest early to go to the place of the test, and when the time comes, the scorching peach blossom forest is bathed in bright sunshine, dancing in the morning dew. At this time, when winter goes to spring, when all things are germinating, the spring breeze will blow ten thousand spring buds, maybe when summer comes, they will bloom more colorful.

Many scholars who are rushing to take the exam in other places have come here at the same time, and they may be like budding flowers, just to open once and drink dew day and night.

Tables and chairs have been placed in front of Lu Yang and the others, and the four treasures of the study, all available, only to see that in the noisy voice, the Lord Liang of the General Department of Culture and Culture came to the peach forest in the midst of the cluster, and sat on the highest invigilator platform, beside him two soldiers poured wine with silver pots, and two maids shook their fans, looking at him as if he was enjoying it.

After drinking a few cups, Lord Liang's face was a little flushed, and he took advantage of the announcement to say: "Today I am sitting in the ranks, all of them are bachelors who have a unique sense of knowledge, and this Lord wants to learn to drink with the talents of the rank today, if anyone's article can make me return to my heart, this Lord will play the Ming Sheng, and the amount will be commissioned!"

Lu Yang looked at Lord Liang with a red face on the stage, a little dazed, he came all the way to take the exam, but he had never heard of this imperial examination, and he was controlled by Lord Liang of the Ministry of Officials, isn't this too child's play?

And the candidates who were named in the audience, the articles expressed, are all those fabricated flattering sycophants, strange and obscene, not only one end, that Lord Liang was flattered comfortably, with a stroke of the pen, he ensured that the candidate passed, and even, Lu Yang also saw that there were some sons of princes and gentry from wealthy families, just a few drops of ink on the rice paper, and they were approved。

Today, the country is strong, and the Tang King is also a wise and martial king. But he never wanted to establish this imperial examination system, but he was deceived by the ministers, and he was corrupted to this point. The country's use of the imperial examination to select scholars is actually for the country and the people, but it is like a child's play, turning the imperial examination for discovering talents into a farce of flattery, which is really a misfortune for the country.

Lu Yang didn't flatter the horse, and when he took the exam, he couldn't say a word when he faced Lord Liang, who was already drunk and drunk. When he was young, the master taught him to take sincerity and virtue as the foundation of his life, but now how can he bend his brow and bend his waist for fame and fortune?

Lord Liang opened his drunken eyes and looked Lu Yang up and down, seeing that he was young and dressed in rags. He thought to himself: "This guy has no gold or silver to respect the official, and he has no words to please the official, looking at his shabby clothes, he only has a few rolls of broken bamboo slips with him, but he is a poor and sour talent from a poor and remote country!"

Seeing that Lu Yang did not have a golden silk to present, Lord Liang didn't feel a little angry, thinking that inside and outside the Liang Mansion, there are many guests on weekdays, which one must not grovel to show favor to him, that is, in the Longlou Treasure Hall, above the temple, he also has to be called an adult respectfully by others, he pointed his finger at Lu Yang and said: "You poor Xiucai, what good article to prepare, don't be happy to read it and listen to it!"

Lu Yang has tens of thousands of articles in his belly, including articles on morality, etiquette, benevolence, and justice. If this kind of article is circulated in the world, then what is the use of morality? Lu Yang thinks that the article is like a mirror, which is used to face himself, and the poems with backbone are as bright as the moon on the river, and its breeze and arrogance are completely unknown!"

With these words, Lu Yang's voice was clear, and his sentences were sonorous and powerful, and the four of them were shocked. Lord Liang and the following are all angry, these people have lived above the temple for a long time, and they are used to hearing sycophants all day long. How have you ever seen anyone ever received such words?

That Lord Liang was even more suffocated into the color of pig liver, and angrily flicked his sleeves and threw the jade pot and jade cup in front of him all over the ground, he wanted to argue back, but he couldn't speak.

"This poor scholar dares to despise Lord Liang, then listen to it, and quickly cross him out with me!"

The bureaucrat who was invigilating below hurriedly shouted, these people couldn't sit still, and at that moment, the left and right people with water and fire sticks pushed Lu Yang out, knocked him down on the street, and then ignored him. No matter how much Lu Yang has a lot of tongues, it will not help. Seeing that it was the official messenger who drove him out, who of the onlookers on the street dared to come forward to help?

Lu Yang fell on the bluestone street, so he struggled to stand up, leaned against the stone wall at the entrance of the street, looked up at the gray sky, and couldn't help shedding two lines of turbid tears. He came from Runan all the way, day and night without sheltering from the wind and snow, suffered countless hardships and tiredness, and finally made it to Chang'an. The original intention was to gain fame and fame in order to comfort the deceased teacher, but the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes. No one expected it to end like this.

The scholars who sang praises for Lord Liang had already dispersed in twos and threes. Lu Yang even saw that at the moment when Lord Liang got on the sedan chair, there were candidates kneeling in front of the sedan chair, using their backs to facilitate Lord Liang to step on the sedan chair. They looked at Lu Yang with a faint sense of pride and disdain in their eyes, maybe they will become proud and invincible when they become officials in the future, these people turned around, as if they had forgotten the days of hard study in the cold window and the humility when they bowed down to Lord Liang, and even their souls seemed to be permanently branded and became uncontrollable.

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