Li Muyang followed Su Qian's side, looked at her delicate face with the corner of his eye, and thought of a question, "What is the name of our village?"

"Qingfeng Village"

"What's that?"

"Qingfeng Village, the breeze is full of peach blossoms, it seems that the old people have returned, the peach blossoms have fallen, and the Yiren are sad if they do not return"

Li Muyang didn't know that this had anything to do with being called Qingfeng Village, and laughed awkwardly, "Hahaha, Qingfeng is coming!"

Su Qian looked at Li Muyang in surprise, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Muyang didn't know, so "What's wrong with you?"

"The origin of the name Qingfeng Village is actually a sad story, are you interested in hearing it?"

"I want to hear about it"

"Let's get into the carriage first" Su Qian pointed to his carriage, "Amber, this is my new villager"

Amber nodded, opened the carriage, and said with a smile, "Childe is good"

Li Muyang only heard "Ah, ah, ah" and looked at Su Qian suspiciously, "Amber?"

"Amber he can't speak, he is born, dumb" Su Qian took the lead in walking into the carriage and "came up"

Is it appropriate for Li Muyang to think about the coexistence of lonely men and widows? It doesn't matter if he has no dirty heart, but he has to think about Su Qian's reputation.

If Su Qian can't marry a lover in the future, wouldn't it be thanks to him, this?

"Li Muyang, what are you doing so slowly? Hurry up, I have to go back to Qingfeng Village to entertain guests in a while. ”

"Uh-uh" Amber asked Childe to get into the carriage.

Now that the words have been said here, Li Muyang is not hesitating, and he does not wait to see the big man's mother-in-law and mother-in-law.

As soon as Li Muyang sat down, he heard Su Qian shouting, "Amber on the road"

With a whip breaking the air and making a "snapping" sound, the carriage walked quickly.

Su Qian slowly recounted, "Once upon a time, there was a mountain, there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple, and the old monk was telling stories to the little monk."

Li Muyang listened attentively, he liked to listen to stories, but he didn't have much time to listen to stories in the past.

"The story told by the old monk to the little monk is called "Xu Qingfeng", Xu Qingfeng is not a person's name, but a gust of breeze for you, thousands of miles of peach blossoms"

"Once upon a time there was a mountain full of peach groves, and in April the flowers were in full bloom, and the pink peach blossoms hung on the branches"

"The little monk interjected and asked the old monk, is it like our Xiangshan?"

The old monk was stunned and said, "Well, that's right! It's the same as us here."

"In the place where the peach blossoms bloom, it is Yan Yan's hometown, she is the guardian of the mountain, that year was in chaos, the troubled times were in power, and the people were not happy"

The little monk asked, "Master, is it the 20th year of Qianjia? I have seen it in books?"

The old monk took the stick of knocking the wooden fish, that is, Qianzhi, and tapped the little monk's head, "Shut up, listen to me with peace of mind"

The little monk rubbed his head and smirked, "Master, you go on, and then what?"

"And then there was a down-and-out young man who fell under the peach tree covered in blood, and Yan Yan saved the young man with kindness."

The old monk sighed deeply, "Alas, this person is the most taboo to have love for a long time"

"Yan Yan and that young man are accompanied by each other day by day, and after a long time, they naturally walk together, and the happy time passes quickly"

"Ahem" The old monk is old, and his body is no longer working.

"One day, a general in military uniform knelt in front of them, and Yan Yan knew that her husband was a prince"

"The enemy is currently in love with his children, so he put it aside for the time being, and the man followed the general, at that time, Yan Yan was already pregnant with Liujia, and the peach blossoms were waiting to be released"

The little monk asked with some concern, "Is that man dead?"

The old monk shook his head and closed his eyes for a long time before he opened his eyes and continued, "He fought abroad for ten years without returning, and finally won a great victory, and when he returned to the Peach Blossom Forest, what was waiting for him was a lonely soul, a child, and three thousand six hundred and fifty-two letters."

She said, "The breeze is full of peach blossoms, it seems that the old man has returned, the king does not return, the south is lovesick, the flowers fall into the mud and wither, the deep love is not long, but I hope that there will be no mercy in the next life"

The old monk's voice was a little choked, "The man cried for a long time holding the letter, the rain was raining, the man abdicated and lived in seclusion in the peach forest, always alone"

Su Qian's eyes turned red as he spoke, "Don't treat me at the right time, it's really miserable if you have a lover who can't be dependent."

Li Muyang didn't know how to respond to her, he didn't feel how miserable it was, half of the poignant love story was a lie, because poignancy is certain, beauty is not necessarily.

And just with the sentence "The breeze is full of peach blossoms, it seems to be the return of the old man" was hastily named Qingfeng Village, it seems that Su Qian's family is very precious to her, so they let her mess around.

As far as he knew, there were countless tragic stories, and Li Muyang answered, "Shall I tell you a tragic story?

"Qingfeng Village is not in Chang'an City, it is in Suzhou City"