Chapter 16: The Lonely Pavilion Ancient Road is ruthless wine

With the words, a girl who was as beautiful as a fairy in Penglai rushed out, and it turned out to be Ma Wanqiu!

Liu Xing, who had been depressed that day, became very interested.

He told Ma Wanqiu that Ma Shiying had sent him a letter to Zuo Liangyu to discuss the matter of joint resistance against the Qing Dynasty.

He said a lot of thoughtful words, thanked Ma Wanqiu for her love, and told Wanqiu to cherish herself, as if she had endless words.

In order to be decent, Liu Xing also asked someone to imitate the silver ring finger and practiced the piano skills for several days in a row, and the talented Liu Xing seemed to be back.

At first, she was a little relieved, but the more she thought about it after Liu Xing left, the more abnormal she felt, so she secretly followed all the way but was still one step late.

Blood, bright red blood, blood of your sweetheart!

Ma Wanqiu screamed in horror and ran towards Liu Xing like crazy.

She was grief-stricken and held Liu Xing's body.

"Why did you lie to me?"

owed her too much, Liu Xing's face was full of guilt, and his voice was extremely weak.

"Don't bury me in Liujia Village, I have no shame to see the dead villagers again. ”

A stream of blood suddenly spurted from his mouth to the qin, splashing like plum blossoms, poignant and beautiful, the head of the wind and dust qin saint suddenly hung down weakly and heavily, and his body fell like a landslide on the qin case and died, with eternal guilt on his face.

"Ahh

Liu Xing's heart and the strings are connected, the strings are the heart pulses, the heart veins are the strings, and the piano is broken. Otherwise, there will be no shocking wind and dust piano, and there will be no famous piano saint, who understands the truth?

Ma Wanqiu was stunned, her pupils were resentful, and her tears were like streams, she always thought that Liu Xing was very happy. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, Liu Xing's heart was full of eternal guilt.

recalled Liu Xing's usual depressed expression, she didn't understand it before, but now she understands, but it's too late.

What is love? Love is like a poisonous dove, unable to stop, emaciated and dying.

Ma Wanqiu's mood seemed to gradually calm down a little. She turned her head to stare at Chenfeng resentfully and viciously, and said through gritted teeth, "What a ruthless sword!"

The wind is dashing, and the water is leisurely.

People go and people stay, and flowers bloom and thank.

Something that has vitality cannot escape the law of life and death.

Chen Feng's heart is like a knife, his heart is dripping blood, and he is red.

Could it be that I'm wrong, or maybe I'm wrong?

Chen Feng will not forget Ma Wanqiu's desperate look when he glanced back, his cold eyes, his cold face, and his cold words in this life.

He almost couldn't help crying, and turned away ruthlessly, lost his soul, and Chen Feng seemed to see his own figure in them.

The merciless swordsman sighed softly, infinitely tired, infinitely exhausted. When will the bloody days end? After completing the task, we must retire to the rivers and lakes no matter what, not to live a few days of peace and disputes.

However, people in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves.

Thousands of difficulties and dangers are waiting for Chenfeng to experience, he has no choice but to go on without hesitation, this is the path he chose.

Today, a year later, the festival day of the Wind and Dust Piano Saint.

On the Huangchen Ancient Road, a young nun walked over, carrying a blue child.

The steps exude a kind of lightness and grace, like flowing water.

The gray and loose training clothes could not completely hide the beautiful and youthful face.

She has a graceful posture.

She is dignified and elegant.

However, her beautiful pupils faintly revealed desolation and sorrow, and those beautiful and clear pupils seemed to want to tell something at any time.

The white and icy cheeks looked cold and lonely, sad and moving.

Beautiful and melancholy nun.

It turned out to be the famous "Jinling's first beauty" Ma Wanqiu.

She has made many young people in the rivers and lakes haunt their dreams.

Now no one dares to believe that she is Ma Wanqiu.

The cold and cold face is haggard and down, which makes people poignant and emotional.

As soon as Liu Xing died, Ma Wanqiu felt bored and escaped into Buddhism.

She put down the basket and took out all the offerings from the basket, braised pork, spicy sauce, moldy dried beans, and lotus fried eggs.

As if afraid of alarming Liu Xing's soul, she gently and carefully arranged the sacrifices, and muttered to herself gently and affectionately.

"Liu Xing, these are the things you have always wanted to eat, but I didn't know how to do it before, but now I finally made it, but you are gone, I don't know if it suits your taste, I know it must not be done well, maybe you have to make fun of me like before, others say it is delicious after tasting it, don't believe it, you taste it, eat more......"

She lit the paper ingot, silently but firmly striking the wooden fish.

With a crisp and lonely sound, black ashes fluttered in the air like butterflies like dead leaves.

Green smoke curls.

Ma Wanqiu's expression was infinitely desolate and resentful.

The blurred pupils revealed a hint of sadness and a hint of confusion.

Nuns are ruthless, but why should they be sad for love.

The love is over, the love is not over.

It's not lovely, it's hard.

Oh, beautiful and amorous nun.

Xia Wanchun was discussing further battle plans with the generals, and the guards reported that the military headquarters had sent someone to deliver an urgent official letter. After Xia Wanchun carefully opened it, he couldn't help frowning and his face was grim.

It turned out to be a very harsh letter of reprimand, in which the military department reprimanded him for bending the law for personal gain and indulging the "ruthless swordsman", and demanded that Xia Wanchun make meritorious contributions to arrest the anti-thieves and recover the "Military Defense Map".

It seems that some things are inescapable and do not want to happen, and some people cannot be missed, and they do not want to meet but want to meet.

Xia Wanchun picked up and put down the heavy letter repeatedly, felt very embarrassed and depressed, and walked around the study in a depressed manner, and did not go to sleep in the bedroom until two o'clock in the morning.

There has never been such a situation of staying up late before, no matter how tricky things are, Xia Wanchun handles them with excellent intelligence.

His wife Qian Qinzhen asked him gently and thoughtfully what difficulties he encountered, and Xia Wanchun was casually perfunctory.

The husband will naturally say what he wants to say, and it is superfluous to ask if he doesn't want to say.

She didn't continue to ask, she naturally had her own way to find out, she already had a premonition that her husband was hiding something extraordinary.

On the side of the ancient road, the red pavilion is shaded by green trees and weeds.

The pavilion also looks simple and beautiful, the pavilion top of the eaves is inlaid with ochre-colored glazed tiles, and the vermilion two pillars of the ancient road facing each other are respectively carved with the upper and lower couplets: "The world is like chess, and one is fighting for the eternal industry; tenderness is like water, when will it flow out of the six dynasties and springs." The horizontal plaque is engraved with the powerful "Pinqi Pavilion".

It is really commendable, there is such an elegant place in the countryside suburbs, could it be that the fairy accidentally lost the pearl in the folk? This pavilion looks like a light cloud floating in the sky from a distance.

Even if there are thousands of styles, the lack of appreciation of the elegant is in vain, and the summer Wanchun of Bogu Tong today does not have this leisure and elegance now.

The stone table in the pavilion, a jar of wine, a few dishes, and two sets of dishes and chopsticks.

Xia Wanchun poured himself a drink, and occasionally ordered side dishes to stop drinking, which seemed to be leisurely and enviable.

What the eyes see is not necessarily the truth, and what the heart thinks is not necessarily the truth.

Xia Wanchun was doing something worriedly, waiting for a special guest to eat and drink, the special of the guest was his special identity, brother, friend, and thief were all specious, and Wanchun could not define the title.

Xia Wanchun never imagined that one day he would turn against his brother-in-law Xie Chenfeng, and the two used to be childhood sweethearts.

However, the fate of the fool of current affairs makes people, and the two brothers have different positions, and it is inevitable that they will be tense when they meet on a narrow road.

Who can understand this helpless sorrow and unspeakable suffering?

The path that Chen Feng is taking now is completely contrary to his father-in-law's patriotic education, and Xia Wanchun is puzzled by this.

The body is like a leaf boat, and everything is rising. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full and absent.

Xia Wanchun sighed faintly that everything is always difficult, and he took a sip of wine thoughtfully: The person who is waiting should be almost there.

This time, the Gaoji Military Intelligence Network was activated, and he quickly found out the whereabouts of the "ruthless swordsman" Xie Chenfeng.

Pinqi Pavilion is the only way for Xie Chenfeng, the only thing he can do now is to wait patiently, he has already sent a henchman to wait on the side of the road.

The soldier almost trotted over to report the message.

Xia Wanchun calmly ordered, "Very good! You can go back to where you should be." The implication is to let the soldiers return to the barracks first.

The soldiers understood the sound of the strings, and immediately turned around and left without saying a word. If you don't have a little eye to read words and colors, then how can you become a general's henchman.

Xia Wanchun squinted indifferently and looked at the side of the road, a familiar figure appeared on the side of the road, he recognized the figure at a glance as the eldest brother Xie Chenfeng, no matter how the years have changed, what has not changed is the tacit family affection.

However, the eventful years can indeed change a lot of things, the figure is still the figure of Chenfeng, three years ago and now there is still a difference, the figure three years ago looks heroic, and now the figure seems lonely.

Seeing Xie Chenfeng's down-to-earth demeanor again, Xia Wanchun still couldn't help but feel sad and guilty.

If the eldest brother had not given up on the relationship, if he had not been wishful thinking, then things might have been a different kind of perfect ending.

Soon after Xia Wanchun got married, he gradually understood Chenfeng's good intentions, and began to regret it, but unfortunately everything couldn't be repeated.

The swaying figure is gradually approaching, and the eldest brother still looks like a drunk, with worried eyes, a lonely look, and stumbling steps.

Xia Wanchun couldn't combine the drunkard in front of him with the world-famous "ruthless swordsman".

Xia Wanchun did not dare to take it lightly, his rich experience has made him realize a lot of philosophy of life; the eyes are easy to deceive themselves, emotions are easy to fool the heart, and the most reliable thing is a calm brain.

There are a thousand words in my heart, and I choked for a while.

Xia Wanchun said with a sneer: "It's coming." Then there was a bitter silence.

The two brothers had a premonition that something embarrassing was about to happen.

Xie Chenfeng felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and the people and things he didn't want to face still came.

Since there is no escaping what should be faced, it is better to accept it calmly.

Xie Chenfeng broke the deadlock first, "Are you going to invite me to a bar?"

Xia Wanchun's mind began to become active, "What's wrong with that?"

"It's rare that Brother Wan Chun has such a Yaxing. ”

"Lu Feng confidant thousands of bottles of wine, drunk out of Yangguan to sing love songs. ”

"Lu Feng confidant has a thousand cups, so why not be ashamed and drunk in the fairy. ”

The two teenagers seem to have regained their long-lost affection at this time.

Each has a confidant, all in the words, life is short, it is rare to be confused, why not take the warm moment as an eternity in time.

The dream is warm, and the dream is painful, why not be drunk?

When you want to say something, you will naturally say it, and it is redundant to ask if you don't want to say it. Niangniang gave birth to a child - the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry, so why bother?

The conversation between the two is very empty and perfunctory.

"Drink it with a wine glass, aren't you afraid that the wine is poisonous?"

"You and I drank as if we were drinking the same jar of wine. ”

"But I can take the antidote beforehand. ”

"Sure enough, I died without complaint, because I didn't die in the hands of Xia Wanchun. "If you drink Xia Wanchun's poisonous wine, then you will naturally die in Wanchun's hands. He didn't admit that he died at the hands of the other party, and Chenfeng's words were very interesting.

Xia Wanchun felt the sincerity and trust from the other party, he was a smart person, and naturally understood Xie Chenfeng's words; if he took such a despicable method, he was not worthy of being called Xia Wanchun, that Xia Wanchun should be a open-minded person. He said thank you.

A drink is temporarily abandoned, and they reminisce with infinite longing for the happy times of the past.

"When I was a child, I couldn't finish the homework assigned by my father, so in order to have more time to play, you did it for me, but I was always found and always locked up together. ”

"The one I remember the most was when I was bullied by Ah Niu, and you were punished by my father for fighting for me. ”

"Anyway, I remember that I have been punished countless times more than you don't know, but you always have to accompany me, are you stupid?"

"It doesn't always have to be like that. ”

"If you don't say it, I forgot," Xie Chenfeng said with a finger, "You are very cunning, you sneaked out to find Qin Zhen to be a lobbyist." ”

Qian Qinzhen was very smart and clever when she was a child, and Xia Yunyi also doted on her very much. When Xia Yunyi punished his son, it was useless for any adult to intercede, but Xiao Qin Zhang's Yingsheng Yan language was full of hits.

inadvertently mentioned Qian Qinzhen, inadvertently touched the young man's heart, and the two brothers fell into a short silence.

Xia Wanchun broke the cold field, "During the Three Kingdoms period, there was an allusion to cooking wine and talking about heroes, we might as well follow the example of the ancients to cook wine and talk about the right way, what does my brother think?"

"The initiative is not bad, but I am shallow in my knowledge and am willing to listen to my brother's opinions. ”

"I privately think that the royal road must be the first in order to rule the world, and the people will naturally prosper. ”

Xia Wanchun was loyal to the Ming Dynasty, so it was to be expected.

Xie Chenfeng has been aware of the people's suffering since he was a child, but he has completely different opinions.

"I think that we must go first to the people's road in order to rule the world, and the royal road will naturally be stable. ”

Both sides have their own biased views. Tang Taizong found the right way in the world, and handled the relationship between the royal road and the people's way to complement each other. He said: "The king is like a boat, and the people are like water, and water can carry a boat and overturn a boat." ”

The two men have different positions and camps, and the ideas they represent are different, and the resulting contradictions seem irreconcilable.

When contradictions are irreconcilable, they can only be resolved by force.

Sword competition is inevitable, and the two already know it.

If you can't change the other party, why do useless things.

Xia Wanchun originally wanted to lobby Xie Chenfeng, but now it seems that there is no need to come.

Since he can become a general who commands thousands of troops, of course, he has a unique side, and he is good at judging the time and seizing the opportunity to make decisions.

He cut straight to the point, "Is the Ming Military Defense Map on you?"

Xia Wanchun's intention for this trip was expected, and Xie Chenfeng had already been mentally prepared.

Xie Chenfeng replied succinctly: "Yes!"

"I hope we can return to Zhao, although we can't be friends, but at least we are still brothers. ”

Tatsukaze looked into the other's eyes in silence and shook his head resolutely and slowly.

"It was the Xia family who gave me a second life, you can take it at any time, and capturing the defense map is my promise to the righteous army, and it will never change. ”

Xia Wanchun bowed his head slightly regretfully, and said hatefully: "Very good! You and I will no longer be brothers from now on." He got up, drew his knife, cut off the corner of his clothes, and threw it at Chenfeng hard.