Chapter 112 Don't say goodbye easily

The plot task is either to participate in it in person, or stand aside and listen quietly. Now, this hairpin-headed phoenix task is obviously the latter,

The task is all mine. Although it's boring to listen to the story, I can only stand it. As for the little sister Qianxiao Liuli, she doesn't seem to know Lu You's love experience at all, so she also pricks up her ears.

"Wan'er and I are both good at poetry. I still remember that at that time, we used poetry to talk to our hearts. Before the flowers and under the moon, we recited poems, sang to each other, and the beautiful shadows became a pair. After marriage, the two of us respected each other, the fish and water were harmonious, and the love was deep." It seemed that he was immersed in the memory of the past, and Lu You's face was full of happiness and said nothing for a long time.

"What about later?" The smiling little girl couldn't calm down and asked,

"At that time, I was dedicated to being with Wan'er and had no intention of an official career, but my mother was looking forward to my gold list and being an official, so as to glorify my Lu family. Seeing our husband and wife's love, my mother was very dissatisfied and scolded Wan'er many times, and even beat her several times."

"Wan'er and I have suffered a lot of grievances in those years, but she has a deep affection for me. How can I give up on her? After my mother's several ineffective persuasion, she became disgusted with her. Later, she was seduced by the Nun of Wuliang'an, saying that Wan'er and I don't match me. After a long time, my life will be in a long time."

A trace of pain appeared on Lu You's face: "My mother was so scared that she was scared. When she came home that day, she called me aside and asked me to divorce my wife and marry again. I didn't want to do everything. My mother actually threatened my life. In the end, my heart was cut like a knife. I could only write a divorce letter and send Wan'er back to my mother's house."

"How can you be such a mother-in-law?" Qianxiao Liuli curled her lips and hummed, "Then so are you. You won't protect your daughter-in-law."

"Laughter." Mandala smiled and explained to her, "At that time, the fate of parents was greater than heaven. As a child, you can't have any rebuttal, otherwise it will be rebellious."

"Oh, I remember." He smiled shyly and spit out his tongue: "At that time, the marriage had to rely on the words of the parents and the matchmaker."

"It's hard for me and Wan'er to be separated. I can't bear to get together. Therefore, I built a separate courtyard in Shenyuan without telling my mother, and placed Wan'er here. I hide it from my mother every day. I come to renew my dream with Wan'er, and Yan is as good as before."

While the landing tour paused, Mandala actually sent me a private chat: "Wangzi, do you have any feelings?"

"Feed." I replied, "The story is very touching. What else can I feel?"

"That's not what I'm talking about." Mandala's little face turned red and sent a line of words: "Do you think Lu You is hiding in the golden house?"

"Well..." I was stunned for a moment. My mother wouldn't allow it. I rented a house to have an affair. It's really a bit of what the mandala said.

"The biggest feeling for you about this should be..." Mandala bowed his head and didn't look at me. One sentence was divided into many messages by her, which were sent word by word: "You, after, married, got married, but, put, me, put, in, elsewhere... Well, the golden house hides me."

Me: "..."

"However, the good times did not last long. My mother soon realized this matter, threatened death many times, and married a docile Wang family woman as a wife for me, completely cutting off my contact with Wan'er. In desperation, I had to clean up my grievances and study hard. At the age of 27, I took the township examination, but because of the treacherous minister Get the power, destroy my test paper, and make me lose my name.

"I dare not see my mother again. In order to relieve my sorrows, I will be alone in the green mountains and green water, or sit in the wild temple to visit the ancient times; or go in and out of the wine bar and recite poems; or sing wildly in the street... In this way, I live a life like wandering and walking dead."

Both Mandala and I sighed softly. My wife was separated, and my career was frustrated. Lu You also regarded as a house leak and rained overnight, and the disaster did not go alone.

"At the spring noon of that year, the flowers and trees in the garden were extremely gorgeous. When I came back here to see things and think about people, I saw a woman in cotton clothes walking head-on on the secluded path. After careful identification, I finally confirmed that it was my ex-wife, Wan'er, who had been separated for many years."

Lu You's eyes have changed slightly. It seems to be full of confusion, but it seems that there is love, resentment, thought, thought, pity... All kinds of complex emotions are intertwined in the deep eyes,

"At that time, Wan'er was already decided by her family and married Zhao Shicheng, a descendant of the royal family and a prominent background. When we looked at each other, we looked at each other, thousands of things in the past, but we didn't know where to start. That time, Wan'er accompanied Zhao Shicheng to enjoy flowers. After a trance, she had left a deep impression on me for ** Wan'er. At a glance, he slowly left.

Lu You has cried bitterly, and there are bursts of sighs in my heart. Originally, it was just a matter for the two of us, but now there is a Zhao Shicheng, which has become a love triangle.

"I didn't dare to follow. I could only look from afar, watching Wan'er and her husband eating on the waterside in the pool, especially when I saw her frowning, inadveness, intentionally stretching out her jade hand and red sleeves, drinking slowly with Zhao Shicheng, which made me confused, and the past came to my mind." Lu You stood up against the wall, stroked the word he wrote with his own hands, and choked:

"Red crisp hands, yellow wine, full of spring palace wall willows, wind evil, poor joy, a sad feeling, a few years of separation, wrong, wrong, wrong, spring is as old, empty and thin, tear marks red mackerel, peach blossoms fall, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, the brocade book is difficult to trust, don't, don't, don't."

Lu You's voice was sad and unbearable, and the smiling glass seemed to be deeply immersed in the story. His eyes were all shining, and he couldn't help sighing slightly.

Maybe we don't feel very deep when we look at this word alone, but with what Lu You said, thinking of the person I loved deeply yesterday, now I am drinking and having fun with others in front of me. I can't destroy her happiness, and I dare not say what a full of words. How desolate it is.

"After writing this poem, I left with my sleeves. It happened that the treacherous minister was killed. When the government was clear, I threw my blood on national affairs and buried my past with Wan'er deeply." Lu You stroked Tang Wan's words and said in a hoarse voice, "After Shen Yuan's parting, I wandered around the world for decades, trying to forget what had happened with her, but the farther away from home, the more Wan'er's shadow lingered in my mind."

"After that, I received a letter from Zhao Shicheng." The corners of Lu You's eyes shed tears: "He said that although Wan'er didn't say anything, he guessed a lot. In the second year of our meeting in Shenyuan, Wan'er came here alone with an inexplicable longing, wandering between the winding corridors, and Zhao Shicheng looked at it from afar and did not disturb it."

"After seeing my poems, Wan'er burst into tears and cried bitterly, so she wrote down her sadness under my words." Lu You slowly closed his eyes and said, "The letter said that after Wan'er went back, she became haggard and depressed. In the autumn of that year, she quietly left the world with the bleak autumn wind."

"Why can't a lover get married in the end?" Mandala couldn't help sighing and looked up and asked me,

"Do you mean modern or ancient?" The atmosphere was a little depressing, and I pretended to be a relaxed question.

"Is there any difference between modern and ancient times?"

"Of course." I analyzed: "Lu You and Tang Wan can't be together, mainly secular prejudice, mother's stubbornness, and nothing else."

"What about modern times?"

"Modern is simpler, in a word." I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Only the rich can finally get a family."

"Put it." Mandala gave me a blank look and hummed, "I don't want money."

"Well, think about them, they are pitiful enough. Look at the last sentence." I pointed to [Ye Yanshan, afraid of being asked, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy, concealing, concealing] and saying, "I'm afraid Zhao Shicheng also loves Tang Wan deeply. Tang Wan doesn't want to hurt his heart. When I can't sleep at night, I'm afraid that Zhao Shicheng will ask, swallow my tears into my stomach, and I have to force a smile... Oh, hide, hide, hide."

"Young man, I'm out of my temper." Lu You calmed down for a long time and said lightly,

"No, we are all deeply touched by the old gentleman's story." I looked at the time, and it was already one o'clock. I wasted three hours, and I didn't know what rewards this task could give.

"Young man, I have something to ask for in the end." Lu You was really rude: "Please help me grind the ink."

"Wipe, it's going to be wet again." I'm in a pain. There are so many literary people when I meet them.

"I'll do it." Seeing that I was a little unwilling, Mandala came over with a smile, took the inkstone he carried with him from Lu You, and skillfully stirred it.

Lu You took out a wolf brush from his body, as if I was holding a long gun to kill a monster. His whole body burst into a earth-shaking momentum, and there was quite a bit of wind and rain, and the poem became a feeling of crying ghosts and gods.

The wolf's pen was full of thick ink, Lu You's pen walked the dragon and snake, and the four lines of heroic cursive calligraphy appeared on the wall: "In the south of the city, Xiaomo is spring again, and I can't see the plum blossoms; the jade bones have sunk under the spring for a long time, and the ink marks are still locked in the dust between the walls."

"Young man, let's say goodbye here." After Lu You finished writing, he put the pen and ink into his sleeve and went away.

Ding,

System announcement: The flowers in Shenjiayuan are like brocade, and half of them are the knowledge [Pang Weng] in those years. I also believe that the beauty is finally made into soil, and I can't bear the dream too hurriedly. As time goes by, the scenery of Shen Garden has changed, and the poems on the pink wall are no trace. However, these poems that record the love of Tang Wan and Lu You have been passed down for a long time among the people who love in later generations. No decay,

Ding,

System announcement: Feudal etiquette destroyed Lu You's pure love, but it can't stop Lu You's yearning and singing for love. Please cherish the feelings you have. Don't say goodbye easily, resulting in helpless lifelong regrets. The player [forget love] has completed the fourth turn of the nine-turn task, [Coufeng], system award Encourage its level 1, commander-in-chief power of 80,000, and randomly give him a prop [door order],

......

The system echoes in the sky, but we can't take care of anyone. If I remember correctly, after Lu You left Shenyuan, he fell ill, and a generation of literary heroes passed away.

It was not until Lu You's back disappeared from our sight that Mandala sighed: "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you."

"Do you stay together for a long time?" I shook my head with a wry smile and threw the boundless sadness out of my mind. I was about to arrange my where to go with the mandala. I didn't expect the system prompt to sound suddenly:

Ding,

System Tip: Your friend [Faling Flower Independence] sends a message,

**

For the dirty words in the mobile phone book review area, I didn't want to say anything, and I didn't know what to say, but when I saw that some book friends came up for me, I couldn't help but talk about it again.

First of all, even if it's an abusive book friend, to be honest, I understand you. Maybe it's because of the depth of love and the responsibility, but I hope that I don't involve my parents. I'm almost 30 years old. Sometimes I want to ask questions. Things are slightly different from you. Please give me more understanding. Isn't it an old saying? "Be lenient to others and be strict with yourself", isn't it?

Secondly, there are some questions that I really can't answer. For example, a man said, why is it like this, why is it like that... I can't answer, because those are foreshadowing, which are related to the main line, conflict and contradiction. I can say so. There will be ups and downs in the second volume,

Finally, thank you for supporting me and coming up for me. My heart is warm. Thank you for accompanying me all the way to the present. I'm tired and tired. When I want to give up, when I think of you, my heart will be full of blood. In fact, I know that you will be unhappy when you see the wrongdoing of the protagonist, but you have a broad mind. Let me, encourage me, support me, thank you,

At the same time, to the princes who support me, I also say "to be lenient to others and be strict with self-disciplined". It is impossible for everyone to like a book. Please also tolerate and scold readers with a broad mind. This book has just begun. Is it "garbage" or "stable"? Only when the book is completed can it be settled. ,

Finally, friends of junior high school and senior high school, Uncle Jiangshan and Brother Jiangshan advise you to study hard, you must be admitted to the ideal university, win glory for your parents, and add color to your life,

When you step into the ideal university, my uncle is willing to call the name and celebrate the achievements of the kings; if there is a chance to come to Fuzhou, my uncle is more willing to drink wine and get drunk with you.