Chapter 67 If you can

Chapter 67 If you can

After Qingyunzhuang had lunch, Murong Fu went straight back to the study, in the middle Wang Yuyan came once but was stopped by Azhu, and when he saw that there was no one around, he whispered: "Childe is practicing calligraphy." ”

Wang Yuyan pursed her lips and chuckled: "It seems that my cousin is very dissatisfied with me helping Mo Dump Pond in the apricot forest." After that, Wang Yuyan glanced at the room through the door, and vaguely saw through the thin paste paper that there was a person sitting in front of a few cases and working hard to write and practice calligraphy, and then left.

A person who becomes famous needs luck, but also needs strength, even if a person without strength becomes famous by various coincidences, but if there is no corresponding strength match, this person will be forgotten by the rivers and lakes sooner or later, perhaps more tragic, and will be regarded by others as a stepping stone on the road to fame.

The names of North Qiao Feng and South Murong can shock the rivers and lakes, and they have been recognized by the whole martial arts like the emperor's holy decree, because these two people have done many earth-shattering things. For example, Qiao Feng, as the twenty-eighth generation of the beggar gang leader, when he became the gang leader, he passed the three most difficult tests in the history of Wang Jiantong to become the leader of the beggar gang, and then became the youngest but most meritorious beggar gang leader in the history of the beggar gang.

Later, Qiao Feng assisted the Great Song Dynasty to fight for Liao, Western Xia, Tubo and Dali and made unattainable feats to ordinary people, so no matter how good or low they were, they were sincerely called North Qiao Feng. Wen Yi Longyuan's master, and now Mo Dumpchi, who has replaced Qiao Feng's position, once said to his cronies: If Qiao Feng is not a Khitan, then if I want to take Qiao Feng and bring him, it will take at least two to three years, and the premise is that he has been silent for the past few years.

It can be seen that the name of Beiqiao Peak is worthy of its name.

If North Qiao Feng is a signboard of northern martial arts, then South Murong is a signboard of southern rivers and lakes. In terms of credit, Murong Fu is by no means as good as Qiao Feng, but Murong Fu is the most challenged martial artist among today's martial arts masters, and there is no one.

Since Murong Fu rose in the rivers and lakes, Murong Fu, who came from a family, was challenged by seven famous masters at that time in the first year, including Zuo Qiu Ming, the owner of Zuojiazhuang, Murong Fu fought seven masters at that time, and he won all battles, and he was famous in the rivers and lakes for a while.

But after that, Murong Fu's duel in the martial arts did not stop there, and in the following seven years, Murong Fu successively had thirty-seven masters in the world duel, without exception, all of them ended in victory. Since then, few people on the rivers and lakes have looked for Murong Fu to duel.

It can be said that Qiao Feng made great contributions to the foreign race because of the competition, and then became famous, while Murong Fu experienced a life-and-death duel, and then became a young man comparable to Qiao Feng.

North Qiao Feng is famous for his brave and domineering temperament, heroic and dry character, and Nan Murong is famous for his chic and elegant temperament and exquisite moves.

Whether Qiao Feng secretly studied and practiced hard for North Qiao Feng, a famous name praised by the people of the rivers and lakes, Wang Yuyan did not know. But he knows her cousin Murong Fu very well, and she doesn't know if her cousin is studying hard because he attaches importance to the name of Nan Murong or because of something else, in short, she knows that Murong Fu is not only improving himself, but also studying hard for the practice of calligraphy that he didn't like to practice the most in the past.

Four or five years ago, before she got her mother's permission to travel in the mountains and rivers, Wang Yuyan spent most of her time on how to study Murong Fu, directly or indirectly knowing all the circumstances and habits of Murong Fu, and trying to find the same hobbies as Murong Fu to please Murong Fu.

Therefore, even Azhu Abi, who often serves by Murong Fu's side in the world, does not know Murong Fu as well, it is precisely because of his obsession with the only man he has ever seen in those ten years that he knows the habits that Murong Fu himself does not know, one of which is Murong Fu's practice of calligraphy.

Murong Fu will not deliberately learn calligraphy even after becoming famous, and Murong Fu hates practicing calligraphy the most in his life. There are two reasons, one is that Murong Fu has no talent in calligraphy, and the other is because Murong Bo died in the study and left a suicide note for him. Because of these two reasons, once Murong Fu practiced calligraphy, it meant that Murong Fu was already angry.

In the past, Wang Yuyan would try her best to comfort Murong Fu and comfort the only man she cared about in her life, but now she is not so attached to Murong Fu, although she does not deny that she will always care more about Murong Fu.

July is the time when the gardenias bloom most brightly, and when July passes, the gardenias will wither and be no longer beautiful. Deng Baichuan sat on the grass, looking at the gardenia garden forest that he had spent his only thought on in Qingyun Village, squinting his eyes, and showing an extremely pleasant smile on his face.

He didn't like gardenias, but someone did, and that person was none other than his wife, who had been dead for many years. His wife is very fond of gardenias, and he still remembers that every gardenia blooming season, his wife would pick the petals of gardenias with morning dew in the early morning to decorate the very simple house, and his wife's biggest dream was to see the dazzling gardenias all over the house.

He had vowed to fulfill his wife's wish, which had been fulfilled, but unfortunately his wife died. He could never forget the moment when the gardenias bloomed, and his wife died in his arms, so he could never forget the faint scent of the gardenias, which he hated, which made him miserable, but which his wife loved, so he planted patches of gardenias.

Every time the gardenia blooms, Deng Baichuan's heart is very depressed and the mood is very bad, he doesn't go to see the gardenia bloom, but as long as he has time, he will stay in Qingyunzhuang and watch him plant the blooming gardenia with his own hands.

When he was very young, Murong Fu still had a very innocent and happy smile on his face at that time, and he took her, who was only five or six years old, and pointed to Deng Baichuan who was sitting in the garden and said, "Do you know what Brother Deng is looking at?"

She looked at it seriously for a long time, and replied, "Gardenia." ”

Murong Fu shook his head solemnly: "Cousin, you are wrong, Brother Deng is not looking at flowers." ”

She asked curiously, "And what does he see?"

Murong Fu just wanted to answer, but he saw Deng Baichuan beckoning to him, and that gesture meant that the time to practice martial arts had come.

So far, Murong Fu has not given her an answer, but she has found the answer by herself, she walked into the gardenia forest, stood on tiptoe and picked the most bright gardenia with her head, and then walked in front of Deng Baichuan, and said softly: "Brother Deng, since you don't want to remember the painful past, why do you force yourself? ”

Deng Baichuan smiled, came back to his senses, glanced at the girl who could still give birth to a sense of surprise even though he had seen it many times, and said softly: "Although it was painful in the past, it is even more bitter to forget." Deng Baichuan let out a long sigh, straightened his body, and said softly: "Miss Wang, do you know what I am most afraid of?"

Wang Yuyan didn't speak, and stood silently aside and waited for the following.

"What I fear most is not to remember the painful past, but to fear one day if I can't remember her, if her face is blurred in my mind, what should I do?

A very tangled speech, Wang Yuyan sighed lightly, she walked back silently, she suddenly found that it was superfluous for her to appear here, maybe he shouldn't have appeared here, maybe there shouldn't have been anyone in Qingyunzhuang, only him and her were enough.

"Miss Biao, can I ask you something?" When Wang Yuyan took one more step to walk out of the garden, Deng Baichuan suddenly spoke, his tone hesitant.

Wang Yuyan stopped, but did not look back, and said softly: "You say." ”

There was silence for a while.

"If one day Mo poured Chi Mo Gongzi and Gongzi had a life-and-death duel, could you stand by Gongzi's side? Deng Baichuan didn't pray for you to do anything, just stay by Gongzi's side. Deng Baichuan stood up, he looked at the back that was becoming more and more mysterious and obscure.

After a moment of silence, Wang Yuyan said: "Brother Deng, I'm sorry, I can't promise you this, but I can promise you that I will do my best to protect him." ”

Deng Baichuan was not disappointed, only comforted, he sighed softly, and said, "Thank you, Miss Cousin, this is enough." He looked at the incomparably beautiful but equally vast voice in front of him, and bent down the backbone that had only been bent to the talents of the Murong family in his life.

Back then, he harmed his wife for the great cause of the Murong family and died tragically in the hands of the enemy family in order to protect him, and today he still puts down the dignity that he has never let go of in his life for the Murong family.

He, Deng Baichuan, has a clear conscience about the Murong family in this life and this life.

Walking out of the garden, she returned to the place where Murong Fu's hand stopped more than ten years ago, and looked at Deng Baichuan, who was still sitting in the garden and watching the gardenia bloom, this time she did not repeat the question that seemed cute to her but was indeed silly, but muttered to herself: "Cousin, cousin, how should I protect you who are ambitious but lack courage? Do you know that the loyal Brother Deng also has no expectations for your great cause of recovering the country." ”

Wang Yuyan looked at the gardenia, her face was expressionless, but her calm eyes, which were like a stream of autumn water, burst into a rare brilliance, which was very amazing.

The next moment, he turned around and walked towards the outside of Qingyun Village.

At this moment, Murong Fu, who wrote about his family and country, stood up and looked out the window.

The country is the world!

The home occupies only a small piece of space on paper, and the country is always an iron painting and a silver hook, thundering and thundering! As for the world, it is domineering and unparalleled, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Is this picture a portrayal of Murong Fu's life? -- The world is important, the restoration of the country is the ambition, and starting a family is insignificant.