Chapter 95 Wet apricot blossoms and rain, blowing the cold willow wind

At the foot of Dushan Mountain behind the fishing village, there is a dense forest with birds playing in the forest. The place in the mouth of Ximenque and the village woman was built in this forest.

There is a yard in the forest, which is not big or small. But it is much bigger than the garden of ordinary people in this fishing village. There is still a plaque on the door, but there is no word on the plaque. It seems that I haven't figured out what to write.

Sure enough, Ximen Que said, "Look at the yard first, and then add a word to the plaque, okay? You can add it!"

I don't know why. Since I saw Ximenque by the Yushui River last night, I always felt that there was something wrong with him, but I couldn't say what it was.

Xiao Xuanzi had already stepped forward and opened the door of the yard, and a scene came into sight in an instant. The flowers and plants of various colors in this courtyard don't seem to be seen in the Central Plains, and there are many butterflies flying above. Yesterday was just after the Double Ninth Festival, and winter is coming. How can there be so many butterflies in this yard? If I hadn't known some of the five elements, I would have been amazed by the scenery in front of me. The scenery in this yard is arranged with the five elements. Bypassing the flowers and plants that come into view as soon as you enter the door, there is a row of houses in the north. The construction of the house is very simple. It is no different from the appearance of ordinary people, but it is taller. To the east is a row of corridors. Across the corridor, it should be another courtyard. There is a small lake in the courtyard. Only the artificial lake built in the courtyard is not very large. The shore of the lake is full of apricot trees and willows.

The scenery in front of me is so familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it. As I was thinking about it, Xiao Xuanzi held his head and read, "I want to wet the apricot rain, and the willow wind is not cold!" Madam, it took many years to build the emperor's thoughts.

Only then did I suddenly realize that I looked at Ximenque in surprise, but Ximenque's eyes were not on me. He looked in my direction, but his eyes looked at a pavilion behind me.

I didn't expect that he would really help me build a yard that I scriscrised casually. And the construction is so perfect and satisfactory.

That year, I was placed under house arrest in the Fengque Pavilion by Ximenque. I have nothing to do all day, so I copy some poems and graffiti a few landscapes in the house. Among them is this yard. I remember that I wrote four sentences at that time: the willows are at the level of the green river, and I hear the singing on the Lang River; I want to wet the apricot rain with clothes, and blow the cold willow wind on my face.

The first two and the last two sentences of these four sentences are extracted from two different poems, but they are very harmonious together.

What is said is that I hope that I can have such a yard by the river with my beloved, and the scenery in the yard naturally prefers apricot blossoms. The river is full of willows. In the morning, I stepped on the river with Ailang to sing and fish. In the evening, it was drizzling, and we enjoyed the apricot blossoms in the pavilion in the courtyard.

On the same day, he promised Ximen Que to marry Mo Youchen, who was still the prince. Those poems and flowers were left in the pavilion before they could be taken away. At that time, this painting was just a picture that I inadvertently drew. I didn't expect Ximenque to pay attention to it.

Did he treat me at that time...?

No... How could it be? How cunning and vicious Ximenque was at that time. I'm just thinking about how to use people's hearts and achieve my goals by any means. How can...?

"Yu'er... Ha ha... The craftsman's ability is limited, and I don't know how much it is different from what you think. But...but it's roughly similar, right?" Ximenque's mood seems to be a little excited. "Look at this apricot tree. This tree is bought from a craftsman who knows the art of yin and yang in southern China. It only blooms and does not bear fruit. So even if it snows in winter, we can see apricot blossoms all over the yard. Yuer... Look... okay... Yuer... You... Why don't you talk..." Ximen Que said and wanted to reach out to touch the apricot tree, but he kept walking towards the lake. Xiao Xuanzi hurried to help, but Ximen Que suddenly turned around and asked me why I didn't say anything. Xiao Xuanzi's hand was in the air and I didn't know what to do.

I was stunned, but I couldn't say a word. The hands hanging on both sides were tightly clenched into fists.

"Yuri...you...what's wrong with you?" Just as Ximen Que was about to turn around, his feet suddenly slipped and almost fell into the lake. I want to go forward to hold her, but my legs can't be lifted as if they were filled with lead. Fortunately, Xiao Xuanzi reacted cleverly and pulled Ximen Que over: "Your Majesty, be careful!"

Ximenque seemed to be scared and sweated coldly, but he still smiled: "It's okay!"

I didn't know what to do for a long time. When I opened my mouth, I found that the voice had already choked: "Ximenque, can't you see it? The apricot tree is here, there is a lake over there, it's a lake..." I took his hand and touched an apricot tree beside me: "If you want to hide it from others to know, you should not walk around, in case... in case..." I've already choked, and I can't say the words below."

Ximen Que paused and still smiled: "It's okay. I just... I was just joking with you..."

I wiped the tears left behind quietly: "Ximenque, your acting skills are so bad that even a lie is so far-fetched."

The smile at the corners of his mouth suddenly stiffened, as if to say to himself, "My acting skills are very poor? Well, it's bad!"

I can't stand it anymore: "When can't my eyes see? Why didn't you say it last night? Is it because of the poison of the soul?

Xiao Xuanzi quietly retreated for a long time.

Ximenque took two steps and turned his back. The apricot blossoms floated, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, the figure was extremely bleak: "You still found it..." For a long time: "It's okay not to see. It's no big deal. I still have a heart. I have never looked at the world with my eyes!"

Yes! Looking carefully, I saw the ugliness of the situation, but I had to hide my heart with my eyes. Breaking the face into countless pictures, no matter how you piece it together, you can't piece together the real inner world.

I don't know how toxic the soul dissipates after being extradited by two people. Simonque has gone blind. If he doesn't have much time left, then he will bring me here, which may be his last wish in this life.

I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and held her and said, "Whether you look at it with your heart or with your eyes, things are always rich, and how thin our eyes and hearts are, how can we afford it?"

Ximenque also smiled. The sadness I peeped on his face just now had long disappeared, and he instantly changed into a normal smile: "One day and one night, we haven't eaten anything. Just now, Xiao Xuanzi asked Mrs. Han to cook some cooked food. Let's eat first.

I helped him into the front yard.

Although a table of farm dishes is not as good as the gold, silver and jade plates and delicacies in the palace, it has a unique flavor.

The sister-in-law Han in Ximenque's mouth is the village woman she saw when she first entered the village. After finishing a table of dishes, Zhang Luo said a few words with a smile and went out.

Originally, Xiao Xuanzi didn't want to sit down and eat with me. After being told several times, Ximen Que said, "You don't have to abide by these rules outside, so as not to make people doubt our identity." Xiao Xuanzi reluctantly sat down cautiously.

The next day.

After listening to Ximenque, I knew that the water outside was not a river but a river, which was called Wujiang.

There is also a tragic and tragic true story about Wujiang.

On the weekend of that year, the three armies rebelled, and the princes rose up and broke into the palace. A general escaped from the palace with a little emperor who was only six years old with only a hundred soldiers around him, and fled to the edge of the Wujiang River and was surrounded by the soldiers of the princes. When the remaining hundreds of soldiers heard the pursuers behind them singing the songs of their hometown, they put down their weapons and surrendered to the pursuers. In the end, only the soldiers were left, who vowed to protect the little Lord. He knew that he and the soldiers had surrendered, and there might be a glimmer of life, but the main thing was to surrender, which was death. The seven-foot body of the man has long been promised to the kings of the country to defend the territory. If you are not even there, how can the general live in the world? He jumped into the Wujiang River with the six-year-old little emperor.

Ximenque said, looking at the face of the river with distant eyes: "If I had such soldiers in Shu. Brothers are united, father and son are filial. How can there be the strength of the Three Kingdoms today? Why did the State of Shu fall into the current embarrassment? Any few small countries rose up and attacked, and the State of Shu no longer existed. The reason why they didn't do that was that they were afraid of the coalition forces of Shu and Nanguo. Moreover, the State of Qi is strong, and the royal brother was once the prince of the State of Shu. It is inevitable that after the destruction of the State of Shu, the State of Qi raised an iron hooves for revenge. In the final analysis, my state of Shu is just a fox pretending to be a tiger now.

I picked up a stone on the ground and threw it into the river: "Since you are here, don't think about those national affairs. Since ancient times, the situation in the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. The countries compete with each other, there are cunning rabbits on the mountain, and there are spiritual foxes in the forest. You fight for me, but it is difficult to calm your ambition. Regardless of the rise and fall, it is the people who suffer. No matter who becomes the emperor, as long as he cares about the world, it is the blessing of the people. If you are dizzy and domineering, it is rare to get the hearts of the people, and it will only be a few years.

Ximenque "looked" at me. The morning light reflected on his face. His knife-like face added a little luster, covering up the weakness of his body. His long eyelashes were on his eyes, and he blinked slightly. He was handsome and unspeakable.

I was thinking, why have I never paid close attention to the beauty of Ximenque. He suddenly sneered and laughed at himself, "I didn't expect you to be a little girl. I have devoted myself to planning and competing for many years, and I don't even have an epiphany of you!"

I looked at the sour smile, and my heart began to rise. Thinking to myself, Gusu, more than ten years ago, had already died by the watershed river. Now I, whether it is Gusu or Murong Yu, the painstaking efforts of fate ** can never escape. It's better to spend the rest of the time with him. Instead of explaining the feelings of brother and sister and making him regret, it's better to bear it alone, hide his identity, and only accompany him to the last wish in this life. I can also accumulate virtue for the next life and have a few days of peace.

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