Chapter 35: The Man in the Moonlight, the Sword in the Moonlight

The night breeze is gentle.

A fresh breeze blew outside the window, blowing Lin Xuan's long hair on his temples fluttering.

He grabbed a few peanuts and played with them in his hand, and a sneer broke into the corner of his mouth, as if he was very disdainful of the woman who was talking not far away.

The man whispered: "The little girl was originally on the orders of the current emperor to maintain order here, but seeing that tonight was so lively, she thought of coming over to make up some numbers and increase her knowledge. ”

"It's a little inappropriate to come empty-handed, the little woman is ugly, and she plays a pipa for you to cheer up, I don't know what you think?"

"Miss Liang is willing to play music for us ordinary people, counting the blessings of our three lives, how dare we refuse!" a young man replied with a chuckle.

Ever since he saw the other party's appearance clearly, his gaze fell on the woman's face, and he never took half of his eyes off.

"Miss Liang is worthy of being the first beauty of my Great Zhou, she is really like a fairy descending to earth! I saw you today, I am afraid that I will not be tempted by other women in this life and this life. ”

As the words fell, endless remorse suddenly surged in his heart, and this feeling seemed to be like an overwhelming tide, which instantly overwhelmed him, suffocated him and despaired.

Because he felt that when he was the most incapable, he met the person he wanted to take care of most for his life, and met the person he was most unwilling to miss.

He had been looking for happiness for half his life, and when he saw her, he felt that it was.

But then, his face became extremely complicated, and his heart was mixed.

I fell in love with each other, this is an unexpected joy, and it is a fate that falls from the sky, but the other party looks down on me, this is the fate of the wind and flowers.

"Hah!"

Someone sneered, with deep jealousy hidden between his eyebrows, and he said coldly: "Brother Wang has said the same thing to many girls, I don't know which one is true and which one is false?"

"Naturally, today's sentence is true! The words I said before are all drunken nonsense, and I can't count them! I fell in love with Miss Tang at first sight, how can you know such feelings. ”

The man shook his head in retort, his eyes still looking at the beautiful woman. He wanted to see the expression on that face, but unfortunately he couldn't do it as he wished.

The left hand shook slightly, slowly rubbing the right fingers.

If she laughs, it should be beautiful!

If she frowned, it would probably be very distressing!

He looked at her face and thought.

It's a pity that she has never looked at herself even once.

If she could say a word to herself, no, even if it was just a look, it would be worth dying for her.

At this moment, as long as the other party speaks, he is willing to die for her, even if it is thousands of times.

If he is alive, he is only willing to take her hand and walk all over the world, and see thousands of rivers and mountains together.

If he dies, he just hopes to settle in the other party's heart, even in the darkest corner, it is enough.

Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon.

One glance can teach the intestines to knot.

In fact.

He is not to blame for all this, only to blame her for being too beautiful and beautiful!

Side.

A middle-aged man stood up, his face was a little red, a ray of amazement flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "It's a pity that I couldn't have known that Miss Tang came to Yangzhou City earlier, otherwise I would have set up a banquet for three days and three nights for you." ”

"I am the richest man in Jiangbei, no matter what troubles you have in the future, come to me directly, and I can solve it for you. ”

"I am the sister-in-law of General Zhao, the first general under the command of General Murong, if you have anything, you should come to me first!" Another young man stood up, he smiled slightly, and said slowly: "My father has 200,000 soldiers and horses in this Jiangnan area, and there should be nothing here that my Zhao family can't solve." ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the middle-aged man proudly.

Many people can only sigh when they hear their conversation.

These two are rich and powerful people, no matter how jealous they are, they are destined to have nothing to do with themselves.

After all, she is still a heavenly person, even if she goes down to the mortal dust, ordinary people like herself can still only watch from afar, and she is not qualified to contact.

The clouds on the horizon have long been dim, people have not left, and the tea is cold.

There is a bright moon, shining past her figure, and she looks even more radiant.

The graceful shadow fell to the ground, which was very eye-catching.

The rolling red dust was decorated with splendid embroidery, and she was dressed in gorgeous clothes with thousands of hibiscus, but the person was not moved at all, just like that, looking into the distance casually.

Ever since she had come here in the moonlight, she had never looked at anyone in the eye.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there is no one in the project.

Maybe she has always been like this, beautiful and wild.

But no matter what, she is the ray of moonlight that Xiao has been thinking about for a long time, and some people are secretly thinking.

At this moment, many people feel that their hearts are a little blocked, and they suddenly feel that the world is full of unkindness.

Because there is a pain called that you can't see it again.

Life is like a game of chess, one wrong step and all losses.

When those people saw her, they found a sad thing, they had not yet fallen, on the chessboard, in their lives, in their eyes, hearts, and everything in the world they saw became her.

The other side.

She Xiaofeng put down the wine glass in his hand, his face was melancholy, he sighed, and said softly: "I really wish I hadn't seen her, but I just glanced at it, and I felt that the wine I drank in my throat was tasteless." ”

Shen Xingzhi looked calm, but his eyes flashed with an imperceptible gleam, and he whispered, "Why?

She Xiaofeng shook his head, his face lingered a little lonely, and he said abruptly: "Seeing her appearance, where will I have the heart to drink?"

"Who is she?"

"There is no shortage of beautiful women on the rivers and lakes, and I have never seen a second woman who is so perfect, and I can't believe that there can be two such characters. But I've heard of people like her, and it just so happens that the same surname is Liang like her. ”

"They must be the same person, as you say!"

"Yes! She is the first beauty of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Liang Xueji! It is rumored that with that face that captivates the country and the city, she teaches many kings and nobles to think about tea and rice, and even the royal family will never forget her. ”

"Then she's such a terrible woman!"

Many people understand this, but pretend not to understand, and as a result, she uses them and ends up harming themselves. ”

"Have you seen her?"

"I've never seen her all these years, but there are legends about her everywhere, so I know her. It's hard to imagine that there can be such a beautiful woman in the world who is difficult to describe in words!"

"It's coming!"

When the words fell, along with the fragrance, there were bursts of extremely beautiful pipa music.

Late at night in early autumn, Yangzhou Ancient Courtyard.

The bleak and silent cold moon shines on the bleak autumn wind, while the maple leaves fluttering in the wind ripple with swaying flowers.

Liang Xue Ji held the pipa in her arms and played, and the moonlight fell on her white and flawless face, making her even more noble and moving.

At the moment, only a few people appreciate her music, and most people are looking at her with fascination.

The appearance, figure, or other aspects are perfect to the extreme, and others can't even find half a flaw in her.

She's really a very seductive person!

Loneliness is like a water lily in this dark night, spreading in the endless blackness.

The sound of the pipa accompanied by the whitening moonlight soaked under the starry sky, dispelling the coolness of the white flowers dyed in the night.

The crescent moon rose a little, but it was still so cold and white, without a trace of temperature.

Liang Xue Ji twisted lightly and slowly, and the sound of the pipa jingled, like the sound of jade beads colliding.

Her thoughts seemed to be at once cheerful and sometimes sad, and the sound of the lute was suddenly like the happy chirping of a yellow warbler under a flower, and suddenly like the whimper of water under an ice spring.

Who can forget the beautiful woman with the pipa in her arms and her fingers flying on the strings?

There was applause and cheers all around, but it was not abrupt.

These did not affect the moving music at her fingertips, but instead merged with her tunes to form another special tune.

The sound of agitation was like a silver bottle bursting, water flowing out, and a soldier colliding fiercely with knives and guns on the battlefield.

Then the sound changed again, like the mournful cry of a cuckoo and the wailing of an ape.

This heart-wrenching voice echoed through the eardrums of everyone present, through the flowers fluttering in the wind by the window, through the sparkling river, and through the bright moon overhead.

The pipa four strings do not have a certain key under her, and it seems to be just an improvisation.

Even if there is a break, the listener will only have a lingering feeling.

The soft pipa music seeps into the heart, giving birth to a faint tranquility and carving out the quiet beauty of time.

The person who played the pipa has attained great attainments in the fire, but he has reached the pinnacle.

The waning moon hangs in the air, and the afterglow falls on his side, like a hanging painting of the fragrance of the past few years.

The years are separated from each other, and many chaotic thoughts in my heart dissolve into the quiet and beautiful moonlight.

Yingshui invites the moon, pipa jade sound.

Her hands stir not the strings, but the hearts of others, and the tunes she plays are played from the heartstrings of people.

Years later, looking back.

No one will ever forget this scene carved into the depths of memory.

No one will forget that they were once close to each other, but they were far away from each other.

Recall, this brewing, precipitated in the leisurely autumn breeze of the cup bottle song.

Wisps of fragrance will solidify into a deep painting scroll in these snowy years, treasured in the deepest part of the long river of memory.

In the middle of the night, the sound of the song is like a crack, and the four-stringed pipa is a court moon.

The figure under the moon is on the west steps, leaning on the east wind and swaying.

This intoxicating song will be in everyone's years.

Tonight's short time will surely become a time for many people to think about it.

Even if things are not people, memories will still be melancholy.

Under the eternal moonlight.

That person, the way she bowed her head and flicked the strings, would stay forever with the fragmentary and pale moonlight that had stored in their hearts.

I can't afford to catch the moon in the mirror, and no one can reach it under the moon.

The sound echoed under the plane tree, attracting everyone, and people were immersed in the sudden scenery.

Not only the music is beautiful, but the people are also beautiful!

In fact, they don't know in their hearts whether they are drunk by beauty or music.

Some people can't help but think that if they are powerful in this life, or they are the emperor who is high in the world, or they are the strongest force in the world, and then they are drunk and lying in the stars, they can go to this red-clothed person again.

With a dowry that amazed everyone in the world, he only asked: "Do you want to marry me?"

Or say, "Who else in this world is worthy of you but me?"

At this moment, only Lin Xuan, who was sitting in the corner, was not addicted.

But even so, Lin Xuan had to admit that the other party's skills were so high that they were almost comparable to him for more than three hundred years!

If it were a different person, Lin Xuan might not have so many prejudices.

It's a pity that she is Liang Xue Ji.

The one who messed up his Dao heart with a light smile!

Even if he couldn't find a way forward now, he still didn't want to have more contact with her.

Until now, he still rejects her!

The surroundings gradually became cold, and the seats full of talented people were silent.

Everyone was intoxicated by this curling music, and from a distance, only the autumn moon on the horizon was left quietly looking down on everything.

Turn around.

Whether it was She Xiaofeng or Shen Xingzhi, they were all drunk.

Characters like theirs are addicted to her methods.

Do you know the result of this? It will be impossible to recover!

You guard this hypocritical shadow, have you ever thought that her heart is also cold?

These 100 years have taught me nothing, except the determination to judge life and death!

Rise.

I'll put an end to it all myself! I just hope you don't blame me!

Lin Xuan sneered, stretched out his hand to his waist, and grasped the hilt of the broken sorrowful sword.

He grasped the sword, and there was an indescribable ease in his heart.

Under the moon.

In the ancient courtyard.

One person is like a heavenly immortal, with a sword and a white coat.

In front of everyone's eyes, he carried a sword and stabbed in the air at the beautiful woman who was still holding the pipa and half-covering her face.

Swordsman in white!

A sword out!