Sunset, sunset, time flows, disappearing without a trace.

Ye Junsheng's headache slowly improved and did not recur. It's just that my mind always feels a little empty, as if something I shouldn't have forgotten can't be remembered anymore, which is quite uncomfortable.

Life is simple and simple, I get up every morning, have breakfast, and go out for a walk. Look at the clouds and clouds, and see birds and flowers. When he is interested, he uses tree branches as pens, and the sand as paper, and scribbles by hand.

In the thatched hut, there are no four treasures of the study, and I want to buy them, but Zhao Emei is a little hesitant. Looking at its color, I vaguely know that I am short of money and do not have that purchasing power.

So I gave up.

Zhao Emei is very hand-adjusted, and her skills are quite superb. Some of the common wild vegetables on the side of the mountain trail can also be cleaned up and cooked deliciously.

She can also play the piano, and when she eloped, she brought a pair of piano equipment from home, which was three feet long, antique, and quite ancient.

In his spare time, Zhao Emei and Ye Junsheng accompanied each other, letting the man sit, and he himself was in front of the Hengqin, stroking the strings. In a moment, the sound of the piano sounded ding-dong, like a clear spring injected into the heart, enjoying inexplicably.

It is a time of tranquility, relaxation and breathing with heaven and earth. It seems that the whole person is integrated with nature, not separated from each other, and even more unwilling to be separated.

When night falls, the chirping of insects adds to the tranquility.

Ye Junsheng didn't want to lie in bed too early, so he had a whimsical idea and thought of a way to climb to the thatched roof, find a solid place, lie down, and look up at the deep starry sky.

The stars are like weaving, and a bright moon shines on people, this situation and this scene. It's easy to get caught up in self-forgetfulness and fugue.

He couldn't help but sigh. He chanted softly: "Today's people have never seen the ancient moon, and the ancient moon still shines on today's people." ”

"Jun Sheng. What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Emei called below.

Ye Junsheng replied: "It's nothing." ”

"Then hurry down, what should I do if I climb so high and fall?"

Zhao Emei's voice was a little anxious.

Ye Junsheng smiled: "I can't fall." ”

Zhao Emei didn't follow him: "Even if you can't fall, it's not good if you get injured in case of a bump." Don't forget, tomorrow, tomorrow is the big day we officially get married......"

Speaking of tomorrow, two delicate and bright reds flew on his cheeks. Her appearance is overwhelming, but she is usually elegant and light. Now the red glow is floating, and it is extremely enchanting.

"Alright, I'll go down now. ”

Thinking of tomorrow's big day, Ye Junsheng was also moved. So he hurried down the old road from where he came up.

Zhao Emei saw it and nervously shouted, "Be careful." ”

Down-to-earth, Ye Junsheng said loudly: "I'm not good." ”

Zhao Emei didn't care about it, and suddenly plunged into his arms and threw himself into his arms. Holding his hands tightly, he was afraid that the next moment, the weak-crowned man would disappear.

She hugged it so tightly.

The woman's emotions are intense. But Ye Junsheng was a little caught off guard, stroking her long hair with one hand and patting her back with the other. Say words of comfort.

Under the moonlight, the two hugged tightly. It is like a whole that does not separate from each other, as if it were eternal.

......

The sun is rising.

Li Yifeng got up early in the morning. After washing up, as soon as he turned out of the corridor, he met Huang Yuanqi, who also got up early.

The two looked at each other, and there was a hint of melancholy on their faces.

"Yifeng, how's that?"

Li Yifeng shook his head: "I haven't been rewarded." ”

Huang Yuanqi stomped his feet fiercely: "How is this good? Tomorrow, tomorrow, the township test will begin." ”

Tomorrow is a big day, and the whole country will pay attention. Scholars from all over the world gathered in Beijing, and they studied hard for many years, for tomorrow.

Li Yifeng sighed: "Could it be that in the unfortunate words, what really happened to Junsheng on the journey?"

The thought of this possibility makes my heart beat wildly.

The two elders got acquainted with Ye Junsheng and got along, bit by bit, and they were also teachers and friends, with special feelings. They wholeheartedly hope that Ye Junsheng can be admitted to high school in this township examination, all the way to the examination, and become famous.

If you miss this year, you'll have to wait another three years.

Three years may not be a long time for the young Ye Junsheng. However, three years and three years, time flies, and there are too many variables.

After this year, Ye Jun's anger and luck are at their peak, and it is the most suitable to go all out, if he misses it, it will be really difficult to say what will happen in the future.

Huang Yuanqi couldn't take care of breakfast, so he pulled up Li Yifeng: "Let's go, let's go to the courtyard and have a look." ”

The courtyard was silent, and there was no movement. Inside, there is a ginkgo tree, which is like a canopy, and it provides a large area of shade. There are some birds and finches, jumping and chirping among the branches and leaves.

The little guy who had been arranged to keep watch at the door was still there, and when he saw the second elder coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

Li Yifeng asked, "Ah An, have you ever seen Ye Gongzi and them come back?"

A'an said: "No. ”

Huang Yuanqi said: "Isn't it that you didn't keep an eye on it?"

"Master Mingjian, the villain is here, so he will make a bunk at the door, and flies can't fly into one, how dare you slack off. ”

Li Yifeng sighed and frowned.

Huang Yuanqi was even more impatient: "Yifeng, we can't wait, let's hurry up and find the second prince." ”

"Okay, let's go. ”

The second prince is the son of the saint, the younger brother of the prince, Zhao Kuangming.

Today, the government and the opposition, the situation is changing, and the root cause lies in the "Qiming dispute." "Zhao Kuangqi, the prince of the East Palace, was irritable and lustful, and was always worried by civil and military officials; on the contrary, Zhao Kuangming was generous and benevolent, had the style of an elder, and had a higher reputation.

However, since ancient times, the dynasty has established the long and not the young, which is the rule. Therefore, the position of the crown prince has been determined a long time ago. A few days ago, the saint was critically ill, and Zhao Kuangqi temporarily became pro-government. If it weren't for the fact that Xiaolongnu returned to Beijing later and gave her father a panacea, the emperor would have hung up a long time ago.

If the saint dies, the prince will be right, and there will be no more waves.

Things took a turn for the better, and the emperor regained his health and took power again. For this period of time, the prince took the opportunity of the throne to exclude dissidents and wantonly persecute the people of the second prince, and he was dissatisfied and gradually alienated.

For this reason, Zhao Kuangqi couldn't sit still and moved around to stabilize his position.

It's the second prince, as calm as ever.

When they came to the palace, Li Yifeng and Huang Yuanqi cast their names. Not long after, someone invited him to enter the house to talk to each other.

Don't mention it politely.

The matter was urgent, Li Yifeng went straight to the point, and told Ye Junsheng that he had not returned for a long time, and asked the second prince to dispatch people to help find it.

"Is that so?"

The second prince moved.

For Ye Junsheng, of course, he was very impressed. On the day of the trip to Jizhou, I walked around in the solitary fast, bought a piece of words, and still remembered: "At that time, the bright moon was there, and the clouds returned." ”

Later, it was given to the ninth sister, and Zhao Emei liked it very much. I heard that later, Ye Junsheng wrote the whole poem, and the name of the word plate was "Linjiang Immortal".

"It's not good, some time ago, I faintly heard some action from the eldest brother's side, could it be that it was aimed at Ye Junsheng? ”

Without thinking, he said loudly: "Don't worry, Elder Li, I will immediately arrange for people to inquire inside and outside the city." ”

"Your Highness. ”

The two elders glanced at each other and relaxed slightly. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )