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On the shore of West Lake, lotus angelica is fragrant and clear, green water is long, and the grass is long. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, it is early summer, the lotus flowers on the lake are blooming, the fragrance is golden, the smoke willows on both sides of the bank are in rows, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. Many pleasure boats shuttle back and forth, the orchestra is intertwined, and the warblers sing and dance.

A fresh breeze blew from the surface of the lake, faintly mixed with melodious and tactful singing, which reached the ears of an old woman by the lake. She stood under a row of willow trees for a long time, only looking at the lake stupidly, the sun was setting, and the glow of the sky made the lake magnificent and picturesque, and also stretched her lonely and slender figure very long.

The old woman was on a withered wooden cane, her figure was thin, her hair was gray, her face was wrinkled, but her eyes were like autumn water, and the phoenix was flowing. She sighed, the evening breeze stirred the willow branches, blowing in front of her eyes, one after another, soft and sultry catkins slid past her ears and the tip of her nose, warm and misty, as if whispering a distant but poignant past.

The catkins follow the wind, and the peach blossoms chase the water.

She stared at the lake, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she only heard her murmur: "When I first saw you that year, it was also on the shore of this West Lake, you were dressed in white, the sword shadow was flying, and you defeated the famous young man Yu Liao in thirty-one moves, you looked up to the sky and laughed, drank three bowls of spirits with him, and formed a righteous brother." Countless heroes and heroes look at you with envy and envy, but you don't care, countless beautiful people have affection for you, but you don't seem to see you. But have you ever seen that under this willow tree, there is a pair of eyes that have never left you from beginning to end, and every time they meet your floating eyes, they blushing away and pretending not to care.

That year, the camellia was full of women, you rushed down the cliff to rescue me, lying in your arms, looking at your haunting face, as if dreaming, how much I hope to hold you like this, never wake up again. You were seriously injured in order to save me, I cried and bandaged your wounds, but you grinned at me, looking at your smiling face, I didn't want any county lords, saints, and celebrities, I just wanted to look at you quietly like this, ignoring nothing.

You and I snuggled on the edge of the cliff, looking at the clouds in the sky, you said that I was like the Fairy Peak, the main peak of Nuji Mountain, I asked you what you meant, but you shook your head and smiled, and did not answer. The scent of unknown flowers blew slowly, and that day was the happiest day of my life, and I didn't expect it to be the last.

Why do you humiliate me so much at the Bell and Drum Tower Heroes Meeting, I really make you so annoying, don't you even want to look at me again in the end......?" The deadwood staff in his hand became tighter and tighter, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

At this moment, only a soft "bang" was heard, and a circle of ripples spread on the surface of the lake, and a yellow figure broke through the water and landed lightly beside the old woman.

This woman is wearing an apricot yellow dress, she is quite young, only thirteen or fourteen years old, but she has bright eyes and bright teeth, a long jade body, a grub collar on her waist, a jade-like face that is as cold as frost, and a glass gossip plate is dragged in the soft green and jade-white water. I only heard her say lightly: "Grandma, everything has been done, the seal under the lake has been lifted, and in a few moments, the snake will break out of the formation." "The voice is cold and crisp, pleasant to the ear.

The old woman retracted her thoughts, her eyes showed a hint of determination, and she only said "um", still looking at the lake from afar.

The woman in yellow had a plump waist and stood gently behind her, her autumn-like eyes couldn't help but look into the lake.

The moon rises, and the hazy moonlight shines on the surface of the lake, swaying and swaying, and the lake is covered with a mist like green smoke. I saw that there is a pavilion not far from the lake, the eaves are warped, delicate and gorgeous, the lake is reflected, just like poetry and painting. The fragrance of flowers in the distance wafts slowly, flows into the mouth and nose, and refreshes people's hearts.

The old woman coughed and said quietly: "Qi'er, do you know who sealed this snake at the bottom of the lake in the first place?"

The woman in yellow shook her head and said lightly, "I don't know." ”

The old woman sighed and muttered, "That's it." He stopped talking, and quietly looked at the pavilion in the lake, with an indescribable loneliness in his eyes.

Mo Qimei's eyes wandered, and she also followed her gaze to the pavilion. I saw that the blue light on the pavilion appeared and disappeared from time to time, and a gossip-like seal was covered on the top of the pavilion, and the light passed by, and the traces became fainter and fainter. The lake around the pavilion ripples in all directions, as if accompanied by a low roar. Suddenly, the wind blew, and a big wave broke out on the surface of the lake, and the top of the pavilion was cloudy, rich and weird.

The old woman looked at the pavilion, sighed for a while, and said to herself: "Remember that year, the women were floating in the mountains. He had promised to live up to his wish that day......" he shook his head and turned away. Mo Qi glanced at the old woman, there seemed to be a trace of incomprehension in her cold eyes, and she returned to normal. The wind was raging, her yellow dress was flying in the wind, the hunt was inspiring, and the moonlight was sprinkled down her beautiful cheeks, and it was extremely cold. She put away the glass gossip plate and quietly followed the old woman away.

At this time, although it is already night, the tourists who take boats on the lake to enjoy the flowers are still in an endless stream, the singing is curling, and the smoke and water are empty.

In the middle of the lake floats a gorgeous pleasure boat, the lights are full of shadows, and the colorful Su is swaying. There is a wind brocade erected on the stern of the ship, and by the moonlight, I vaguely saw the words "West Lake drunk" written on the brocade. Next to Fengjin lay a young man in rags, who was leaning on the edge of the boat, drinking wine to himself. There was an elegant and melodious sound of Yao Zheng in the painting boat, the young man closed his eyes slightly, listened quietly, and then listened to a beautiful and tactful voice singing inside: "The red makeup painting boat is smoky and rainy, ten years of singing and dancing, a hundred years of drunkenness, and other places do not follow the sheng song." The fragrance of the water surface comes to wake up, it is suspected that it is a fairy, pitching the flowing water, and the floating clouds on the moon have not returned......"

There were more than ten tables of tourists sitting around the boat, and they applauded.

The beaded curtain hung low, and the young singer sitting in the middle of the room bowed down, and was about to retreat, when she suddenly heard someone shouting: "Slow!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and a purple-clothed man sitting in the middle shook the folding fan lightly, and looked at the singer with a smile. The entourage behind him was tall, dark-skinned, and his eyes were like copper bells, and the "slow" just now came from his mouth. When everyone saw his expression, they all looked gloomy, and secretly said: This person is so rude. But seeing that this man in purple was gorgeously dressed and his identity must be extraordinary, he didn't dare to scold him for a while.

The curtain was hazy, and the singer could be vaguely seen wearing a light blue gauze skirt with a graceful figure. was not surprised by him when he drank it like this, and stood quietly in the room.

The man in purple drank a glass of wine and said with a smile: "The girl's voice is like heaven, and it is extremely beautiful, why not come to another song?"

The two servants in front of the singer in the blue dress were about to say something to drive them away, but they were glared at by the bronze bell-like eyes of the tall attendant, and they immediately retracted.

The man in purple smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, girl, tonight is rippling, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, don't lose your interest, you will be indispensable if you sing well." ”

The blue-skirted singer Gege smiled and said, "This son is very Yaxing." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, only to feel that this voice could not be said to be coquettish and tactful, melodious and beautiful, and seemed to be more sultry than the music just now.

The man in purple trembled in his heart, although he only listened to one sentence, he already felt that his throat was dry, and his heart was itching, and he smiled: "The girl has been singing for a long time, she must be tired and thirsty, and I don't know if I have the honor to invite the girl to drink a few cups." ”

The singer in the blue dress smiled and said, "Thank you, son, it's better to be respectful." With that, he gently lifted the curtain and walked out.

The purple-clothed man had a "buzzing" sound in his head, and his heart suddenly beat wildly. He thought that he had read all the beauties in the world, and he could see the woman in blue, but he couldn't help but be fascinated, and the seven souls were even hooked off six souls. couldn't help but tidy up his clothes, and stepped forward with a smile and accosted: "In Tiansu, the next moon Yangcheng, it is a sin to surprise the beautiful woman just now, and I hope that the girl Haihan." ”

When everyone saw the woman's appearance, they were all stunned, and their breathing seemed to slow down by half a beat.

If others hear the name Tiansu, they will be shocked and moved, Tiansu is the second son of Yueyin Candle, the lord of Yueyang City, who is arrogant and uninhibited. There are countless maidservants in the courtyard, but they still linger all day long, messing with flowers and grass. His father was very angry, so he sent him to the south to travel for three years, to train his mind, and recently after the expiration of three years, he did not repent, but he did not return to the city but could not wait to come to this West Lake, just hoping to meet some stunning women. After a day of playing, looking for Fang did not meet, quite annoyed, in the drinking boat, is full of fire nowhere to go, who knows that it is so stunning, I can't help but turn from anger to joy. I secretly decided that I was bound to get this woman.

The woman in blue sat down at the table and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Tiansu Gongzi, it's really disrespectful." ”

Tiansu was happy in his heart, since the other party had heard his name, he would inevitably obediently obey him. At the moment, he stepped forward with a smile, filled the wine glass for her, and said with a smile: "I don't know the girl's name, I was offended just now, so I should be punished with a glass of wine." As he spoke, he raised his head and drank it down.

The woman in blue waved around, shook the wine glass, tasted it gently, and said with a smile: "It is said that the daughter of Yueyang City's wine is sweet and soft, and it smells mellow. ”

Tiansu sat beside her with a smile, filled his wine glass again, and said: "If the girl likes to drink, and there is a good daughter wine in the lower mansion, why don't you go with me and find a secluded place, you and I spend the moon before and after, and say some intimate words, and no one else disturbs, isn't it better?"

Seeing Tiansu sitting next to him, the woman in blue didn't care, she leaned at him with a smile, and said, "Thanks to the son's love, it's so good." ”

Tiansu was overjoyed when she heard this, only to see the bright moonlight shining on her face through the window screen, as delicate as a flower, she couldn't help but feel a thump in her heart and a sharp jump, the end of the wine glass in her hand was unstable, and she was about to spill out. He hurriedly said: "Captain, quickly dock to the shore." ”

Most of the people on the boat had heard of Tiansu's notoriety, and although they were worried about the woman in blue at this time, no one dared to come out to stop them, and they all sighed and felt sorry.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from outside the cabin, and a man said loudly: "Don't be afraid, girl, tonight is rippling, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, don't be swept away by some nasty bedbugs." ”

Everyone on the boat was stunned, and then burst into laughter, this was originally what Tiansu said to the singer, and at this time, he said that he was mocking him to deceive the woman in blue.

Tiansu was furious, slammed the wine glass on the table, and glanced over, and there was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old lying on the side of the stern of the boat, dressed in rags, with a shabby robe on his back, holding a pot of wine in his hand, and looking into the distance as if nothing happened, it was the captain of the ship. Tiansu saw that he was dressed in tattered and sloppy clothes, and sneered: "Stinky boy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, get away from my son." ”

The young man pinched his nose and smiled: "What kind of bed bug is farting, it stinks to death." ”

The woman in blue smiled "poof", covered her mouth and looked out, only to see that the young man had a thin and delicate face, although he was wearing coarse cloth clothes, he could not hide his heroic spirit, and he was even more heroic under the smile. There was an inexplicable movement in his heart, as if there was an indescribable sense of familiarity and intimacy, thinking about it carefully, but he couldn't grasp it, and looked at him with a smile at the moment.

Tiansu's personality was already narrow and irritable, and he was so insulted in front of the beauty, his face was red with anger, he stood up suddenly, and shouted: "Mingren doesn't do dark things, what's your name, stinky boy?"

The young man raised his head and took a big sip of wine, wiped his mouth and smiled: "Grandpa's surname is Zhao Bingjue, and the good grandson can remember it." ”