Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 8: The leader of the sunset building is like jade

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"Sister, will that dynasty son be emperor in the future?" Han Pu asked Feng Xi after walking a long way.

"Maybe it's him, maybe it's not." Feng Xi raised her head, her eyes dazzling in the nine days, just like the son of Jizhou.

"But the way he speaks makes people think that he is." Han Pu also followed her to look up at the sky, squinting to bear the hot sun.

"Pu'er, are you envious?" Feng Xi looked down at Han Pu and asked with a smile, "Do you want to be like him?"

"Sister, I envy him, but I don't want to be like him." Han Pu replied solemnly with his dirty little face up.

"Why?" Feng Xi was a little strange to hear his answer.

"That person--" Han Pu bit his finger, as if distressed what to say.

Feng Xi didn't urge him, but looked at him with a smile.

"Yes!" Han Pu suddenly raised his finger to the sky, "Sister, Prince Dynasty is like the sun in the sky, the light is too dazzling, it will cover all the people around him, and then there is only him in the sky. "He turned his head to look at Feng Xi, with a serious expression, "Isn't he lonely if he stands so high alone?"

Feng Xi was slightly startled when she heard the words, watching Han Pu's eyes gradually soften. After a while, she stretched out her hand and gently stroked his head, "Pu'er, you will become a person beyond the white wind and black breath." /

"Huh? Really?" Han Pu grinned suddenly when he heard the words, but after a while, he smiled again, "I don't want to surpass my sister, I want to stand in the same place with my sister."

Feng Xi seemed to have never heard of it, and stretched out his hand to brush the flying hair from the temples, and looked far ahead, as if looking at the end of the world, so deep.

"The highest place, although there is no companion, but he has the supreme power, the vast territory, the creeping thousands of subjects, and the endless glory and wealth. This is also a kind of compensation."

"But he can't take those things away when he dies." Han Pu argued, frowning, "My mother said before that when people die, everything is gone and everything is like a cloud of smoke before death. Can’t take it away. My father said that she can take him away when she dies. I think she can take him away when she dies, but the emperor cannot take away his throne, power, territory and subjects when she dies.

"Heh, I didn't expect Old Man Han to say these things." Feng Xi smiled lightly, then patted Han Pu's head and said, "Who said the emperor can't take anything, your mother has your father When the emperor died, there were not only a lot of treasures to bury, but sometimes concubines and concubines were buried, and he took a lot of them."

"But that's not sincere! It's not sincere. You can't find it when you go to the underworld. Isn't it still alone?" Han Pu still insisted on his opinion.

"Really--" Feng Xi suddenly looked back, looking at the way he had come, her eyes drifted, and a long time later, she sighed quietly and said nothing.

"Will someone follow me when I die?" Han Pu suddenly thought of what happened after his death.

"Then I don't know." Feng Xi smiled, tapped his finger and flicked his forehead, "Why is your little brain so weird, you think about after death at a young age."

"When that sister dies, I will go with you, okay?" Han Pu didn't give up, but wanted to find someone to be with.

"Not good." Feng Xi flatly refused.

"Why?"

"Because you are younger than me, you can definitely live a long, long life when I die."

"But I want to go with my sister. We can be company in the underworld, or we can go to reincarnation together."

"Don't, don't! Unfortunately in this life, I have to carry you this baggage, and I don't want to carry it back in my next life."

"I am not a burden. When I grow up, I will change my sister to carry my sister."

"I don't need to be memorized, you should go and memorize others."

"Father and mother are dead, I have only my sister now."

"There are also wives and children."

"I don't have a wife or children."

"There will be later."

"Nothing."

……

One big and one small are drifting away.

On the other side of the mountain road, Xiao Jian asked a question: "The son is easy to show Xuanji, isn't she afraid of her greed?"

"That girl--maybe the whole world was brought to her eyes, she didn't even bother to take it, let alone this... the Xuanji that was so dirty in her eyes." Huang Chao sighed.

"Yeah." Xiao Jian nodded thinking about it, and then asked, "Does the son see its origin?"

"No." The Dynasty sighed, "I watched them carefully when they were eating. The child named Han Pu, although he was so hungry that he was not very good at eating, but he sat upright when he was eating. Nothing is scattered. Obviously, the tutoring is excellent. And there are a few things that ordinary people can't eat in those foods, but he is as precious as many, which shows that he was born and rich."

Xiao Jian listened and thought about it.

"As for that girl--" Dynasty stopped and looked back, "What do you think of that girl?"

Xiao Jian thought for a moment, and said: "She is ugly, but also ugly, she is strange, but also weird."

"Haha, it seems that you admire that girl very much." Dynasty chuckled and moved on.

After walking for a while, Xiao Jian suddenly called again: "The son."

"Yeah." The Dynasty responded.

Xiao Jian hesitated for a while, still said: "Does the son notice the ornament on her forehead?"

"The ornament on the forehead?" Dynasty turned around abruptly, his eyes flashing like electricity.

"Because of her black and gray face, I can’t see it clearly, but the son mentioned Bai Fengxi's clothes and Xueyue--Although women wear accessories on their foreheads normally, there are not many women from the rivers and lakes. Now think carefully. , The outline of the ornament on her forehead is a bit like a crescent moon."

"You mean—she is Bai Fengxi?" Huang Chao was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered the competition he had just done. There are not many people who can get a tie with him in this world, let alone a woman who suddenly wakes up and can't help. He smiled and sighed, "What a Bai Fengxi! Alas, you and I are all confused by the four characters "Fenghua Peerless", thinking that they must be beautiful women with outstanding looks. But even though she is dirty and smelly, she still can't hide her glory, that's not it. What is'peerless elegance'? There can be several women with such outstanding martial arts in this world. I should have thought of it."

Xiao Jian couldn't help but look back at the time. That woman is Bai Fengxi!

"I'll see you again for sure." The Dynasty condensed his mind and strode forward.

Since the decline of the imperial family, King Qiyun has lost its former noble status. Countries often find all kinds of excuses to invade, and the territories are gradually divided up. If it is not for the general Dongshu of Zhenguo to put his loyalty to the imperial family and lead his subordinates One hundred thousand forbidden troops guarded Qiyun, and the kingdom had already been swallowed by the princes.

Today’s Qiyun Plain is sparsely populated and economically depressed. It is not enough to compare with Yongzhou and Jizhou in terms of national power and military force. The literature and economy are not enough to compare with Qingzhou and Youzhou. It is a weak Shangzhou, Beizhou, due to the annexation and plundering in recent decades, its national power has long surpassed the kingdom.

Wuyun River is a large river from north to south, winding down from the northernmost Beizhou all the way down, Fuze has countless villages and towns, among which is Yucheng. Yucheng is adjacent to Lincheng to the south, Taoluo to the west, Jiancheng to the north, and Wuyun River to the east. It is located in the Middle East of the Qiyun Plain. Unlike the border city, which is often affected by wars, coupled with the extensive transportation, the flat and fertile land. Therefore, apart from the imperial capital, it is the most stable city in Qiyun, with all industries prospering, and the people Antai, with the shadow of the prosperity and prosperity of the kingdom of Qiyun in the past.

To the east of Yucheng, facing the Wuyun River, there is a high-rise building with five floors. It faces the street on one side and the water on the third. This is the most famous restaurant in Yucheng, the "Sunset Tower". The Sunset Tower is famous for the sunset on the Wuyun River and the wine "Duanhongye" brewed by the restaurant. Guests come here every day. Especially at sunset, there must be cars and horses in front of the building.

The owner of the Sunset Tower is not a vulgar person, just look at the reputation and business of the Sunset Tower today. People who don’t know may think that the building is Zhu Lou Biwa, magnificent, so that it is worthy of "pray for clouds first." Building".

But in fact, you can't see half of the rich and gorgeous in the sunset building.

The building above is made of good wood, but the decoration inside the building is simple, there is no brocade cloth table, no brocade carpet floor, no exquisite palace lanterns, no gorgeous bead curtains hanging in front of the door, only the simplicity that every guest will need Tables and chairs, clean dishes. It’s just that the tables and chairs here, the couches, the curtains and the curtains are all ingeniously designed and placed appropriately, so that people feel refreshed and comfortable as soon as they enter the door.

The deceased person can't see to the west, and the setting sun appears.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers dream of breaking, sigh up to heaven.

Thinking farewell, messy hair, tears flicking.

Fan Ying is as light as an arrow, crossing a thousand mountains! [Note 1]

A song of sadness and sorrow floats from the sunset building, faintly blending into the wind of the Lingling River, and gently dispersing into the vast pill firmament, chasing the round of red sun in the west, and there is no lingering thought in the clear breeze and beautiful water .

In the crimson sunset, a white sail is opening the sparkling river surface, penetrating the dense golden light, coming like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, the white-sailed black boat stopped in front of the sunset building. The buddies who watched Liulu and listened to all directions had already walked quickly up the wooden bridge built in front of the stairs and bowed to welcome the guests who walked off the boat.

When the people in the cabin stepped out, the guy only felt that the young man seemed to be walking from the west with golden light, surrounded by shallow Huaguang, he was stunned for a while, and he had forgotten what he was doing. Come, it wasn't until his sleeves were pulled repeatedly that he woke up. And that young man was standing in front of him, less than three feet away from him, his robe was like ink, and his style was like a god.

"You are blocking my son's way." The sleeves were pulled again.

The buddy looked down and found that a handsome Tsing Yi boy was pulling him. He suddenly woke up and hurriedly let go, "The villain is rude, please."

Young Master Mo Yi shook his head faintly, "I beg you to lead the way." The sound is like the wind blowing, and the smile is like the wind blowing lotus.

"My son, please." The man hurriedly led him onto the pontoon.

In front of the building facing the river, when Young Master Mo Yi stepped on the pontoon bridge, a carriage stopped in front of the street facing the sunset building. The horse is an ordinary thin black horse, and the cart is a simple two-wheeled cart, but the guy standing in front of the door doesn't judge people by appearance. He still enthusiastically ran to the front of the cart, calling out "Guest officer, please get out of the cart," while eagerly hailing the cart. curtain.

The curtain was lifted, and the person in the car stepped out of the carriage. At that moment, the people in front of the building, the guests, or the pedestrians on the street could not help but look at the person, and then they felt ashamed.

He was a young boy dressed in a long white cloth coat. He was as simple and plain as uncut white jade. He was naturally natural but he was noble and flawless. In his eyes like a pool, there was no wave and no thread. Without desire, he stood in front of the carriage and looked around at will, but he seemed to stand on the nine heavens, watching the sentient beings indifferently, indifferent and compassionate.

At that moment, everyone in front of the building suddenly felt that the simple carriage was shining brightly, as if the clouds would rise in the mist at any time, carrying away this man of extraordinary elegance.

"Sunset Tower." The white-clothed boy raised his head and looked up at the plaque in front of the building, and said softly.

"Yes, yes! This is the Sunset Tower." The regained man nodded hurriedly, while leading people inside, "Master, please."

"Thank you." The white-clothed boy thanked lightly.

"The son is polite." The man was almost grinning behind his ears.

So, one after the other, Young Master Mo Yi and Young Master White Stepped into the Sunset Tower at almost the same time, and at the same time, they both saw each other.

The guests in the whole room stopped and stared at the moment they caught a glimpse of the two of them, all admiring their peerless demeanor.

The moment their eyes met, both of them were taken aback for a while, and then smiled at the same time, as if they had met in a different country.

"Young Master Jade?" Young Master Mo Yi looked at the man in white clothes out of dust, bowing his hands and bowing.

"Young Master Feng?" The young man in white bowed his hand to the graceful man in ink.

With this smile, one salute and one call, one is as graceful as the golden horse and jade hall, and the other is as elegant as a white cloud.

"Abundant breath is predestined, and today I can meet the Jade Miss Jade, who is'the world sighs for no predestined destiny.'" Mr. Mo Yi smiled, reserved and polite.

"Fortunately, I was fortunate enough to meet the Black Fengxi Feng from the'White Wind and Black Breath' today." The white-clothed young man's face appeared with a gentle, slightly distanced smile.

Naturally, this boy in black clothes is abundance, and this boy in white clothes is known as "the first boy in the world".

"Since we met, I don't know if Fengxi is honored to ask Master Yu to drink a pot of Broken Hongye together?" Fengxi asked politely.

"It is a blessing to miss the sunset with Master Feng at the sunset." Yu Wuyuan also replied politely.

Feng Xi smiled back and asked the man who led him: "Can there be a private room on the fifth floor?"

"Yes! Yes!" The guy nodded repeatedly, but if he didn't, he wanted to make room for the two sons.

"Master Jade, please." Fengxi turned sideways and polite.

"Master Feng, please." Yu Wuyuan also waved his hand to be polite.

The last two hand in hand as above.

The guy led the two to the elegant room on the fifth floor, and opened the windows and doors. It was the setting sun melting the golden river and the sky, and the breeze was fascinating.

Fengxi and Jade missed the opportunity and sat facing the window, beside Zhongli and Zhongyuan, standing quietly.

"What do the two princes use?" the dude asked.

"What signature dishes do you have?" Feng Xi asked.

"Come to us, the most customers order is the light water, the flowers are getting old, the moon is cold, and the leaves are yellow." The guy replied.

"Is this a poem or the name of the dish that my little brother read?" Yu Wuyuan couldn't help but smile when he saw how elegant the guy was.

"Master Hui, these are the four most famous dishes in this building." The guy replied, "Just because these four dishes are in different seasons, but our host can plant them all year round, so I come here. Guests in the Sunset Tower will order these four dishes to see if the rumors are true. Naturally, the reason why these four dishes are so famous is that they are really delicious."

"Oh?" Feng Xi chuckled, "It seems that we have to taste it." Turning my eyes to Yu Wuyuan, "What do you think of Jade?"

Yu Wuyuan also smiled and nodded, "Naturally want to taste it."

"Well, let's serve these four dishes and add another pot of broth." Feng Xi told his buddy.

"Okay, son, wait a minute."

After the buddy left, the room fell silent.

It stands to reason that these two people are side by side as one of the four sons, and they are both extraordinary generations. This encounter should have been a sympathy for each other, but for some reason, they are facing each other at this moment, as if facing each other across the water. , I can see the demeanor of the other party, but I can't talk freely.

Sitting in Fengxi, playing with a Cangyu finger between his fingers, sometimes his gaze directed towards the surface of the river, sometimes lightly on Yu Wuyuan's body, with a slight smile on his face.

Yu Wuyuan looked sideways out of the window, looking far away, as if looking at the sky and at the river, with a calm expression, clearly in front of him, but as if far away.

In a short while, wine and food arrived.

"The breeze is light, the flowers are getting old, the moon is cold, the leaves are yellow, and then add a pot of Hongye." The guy sang the name of the dish, breaking the silence of the room, "The two sons, please slow down Use it." After that, he turned and retreated, but he walked to the door and turned back suddenly, "I wonder if the two sons want to listen to the music?"

When the two heard the words, they raised their eyebrows and looked at the buddy.

"Are there still singing songs?" Yu Wuyuan asked.

"Don’t get me wrong, son, our sunset building is not a brothel, and the girl Feng Qiwu who sings is no better than those brothel girls. She was originally a frosty and jade lady, if it weren't--" The guy stopped suddenly, as if he felt himself A little bit talkative, so he just said, "Don’t say Miss Feng’s song is Yucheng, she is also one of the best when she prays for the cloud. The two sons don’t believe it and know it when they hear it, and the little one does not boast."

The two looked at each other when they heard the words, but they thought it was okay to listen.

So Feng Xi moved his eyes to look at the guy, "I heard half of "Meeting and Happy" from a distance in the boat, but this girl sang it?"

"Yes, Miss Feng sang the song just now." The man nodded hurriedly.

Feng Bree nodded, "Then ask Miss Feng to sing a song across the curtain."

"Okay." The dude stepped back.

Zhong Li stepped forward to pour wine for the two.

"Come on, Mr. Yu, let's taste the famous dishes and wines of Sunset Tower." Feng Xi toasted.

Jade missed a toast too.

The two clink glasses and drink up.

"The entrance is clear and gentle, and good wine." Yu Wuyuan praised first.

Abundant Breath nodded, "Into the throat, the wine is fragrant and refreshing. It's good." Stretched out the chopsticks to the light breeze that resembles a purple water lily, tasted it carefully, and then laughed, "It turned out to be eggplant. Eggplant is difficult. It is especially oily when cooked, and it is often too greasy. This dish is fresh and smooth and melts in the mouth. Not only does the eggplant fragrant and fills the teeth, there seems to be a lotus fragrance in the throat after swallowing, but I don’t know how to get into this lotus. The fragrance."

"This leaf Qingping is stained with light yellow, it is no wonder that Pinghua is getting old." Yu Wuyuan looked at another dish, and then reached for a chopstick to taste it, "Well, it turned out to be cucumber. The raw and cooked are just right. , Sweet and crisp, and full of melon juice, it must be made right now."

"This thought is that the moon dew is cold." Feng Xi looked at the plate of round and yellow vegetables like a full moon, picking up a piece with thin white dew condensed beads on it, gently biting In the next bite, a burst of crispy sweetness spreads from the mouth, "It is lotus root slices. It is a tender lotus root of moderate thickness, cut into round slices of the same thickness, and then ordered with Shen Lan juice. The color is good and the taste is sweet. The name is also Interesting."

Yu Wuyu tasted the last dish, a petal shaped like a palm, the buds and leaves were tender and yellow, and the color was moving. "Well, the yellow leaves of phoenix leaves turned out to be white buds, very tender and fresh."

After tasting the four dishes, I sighed with emotion, "It's unexpected that the famous dishes in the Sunset Tower are not only vegetarian, but also very ordinary dishes."

"It is not easy for the owner of this sunset building to be able to make such an ordinary dish into such an unusual shape and taste, and to take such a good name." Yu Wuyuan also sighed.

"Looking at the style of this building, it is not difficult to imagine its owner." Fengxi looked around the pavilion, admiringly said, "Simple but elegant, but ordinary with uniqueness, this kind of handwriting is very rare."

"At the end of the sunset, in the sound of the broken hung, the wanderer from the south of the Yangtze River, looked at Wu Hook, patted the railing all over, no one will come on, and I will come on." Yu Wuyuan said leisurely, and then moved his eyes out of the window, Xihui is slowly Convergence, Xiaozhou Xiaozhou passed away to the sky, "I don't know what the owner of this sunset building was like when he built this building." [Note 2]

"Heh..." Breath smiled, looked at him, and his eyes seemed to reflect the golden light of the setting sun, "Perhaps he has integrated the "no one's intention" in this building, but-jade The son should not worry about "no one will"."

"Unfortunately, there is no ‘climbing intention’ for missing the chance." Yu Wuyuan retracted his gaze from the window, looked back at the abundance, his eyes were calm, as calm as the calm river surface.

"Really?" Rich Breath smiled faintly.

The sound of light footsteps sounded from the stairwell, accompanied by a faint fragrance, from far to near, and finally stopped in front of the curtain, through the thin water blue curtain, a slender figure was vaguely visible.

"I wonder what song the guest would like to listen to?" The voice of the woman outside the curtain was clear and indifferent, and cold and proud.

Jade has no chance to pick up the chopsticks and picks up a cold moon, as if not heard.

Fengxi picked up the wine glass and drank all the wine before faintly said: "The girl can sing whatever she wants."

There was a moment of silence outside the curtain, and then the sound of a pipa sounded, like a jade falling on the plate, like a spring under the ice, there is love without a song.

The two in the room were slightly surprised when they heard the sound of the pipa, and they all glanced at the curtains. They didn't expect that the people in the dust could have such skills.

Who listened to the flute last night?

The cold cicada can't stop crying.

Clay pot tea is cold in the moonlight,

Preferred to singing in dreams. [Note 3]

A wisp of unvoiced sound comes through the curtain, curling like smoke, lingering on the bones, as if someone is only shadowing Leng Yue, refreshing tea in his dream, and a quiet room with chilly cicadas.

Listening to the desolate singing, looking at the setting sun outside, for an instant, even though the two of them sat opposite each other, they both felt lonely. There seemed to be a sheng song played alone in their hearts, but I didn’t know who to listen to. .

After the song was finished, both of them had a moment of silence, and the people outside the curtain did not sing any more, standing still.

After a long while, Yu Wuyuan sighed: "Princess Xiyun has little talent, and her poems have been sung by teahouse alleys."

"This girl's pipa skills are exquisite, her voice is clear, and her song is sentimental, which is also rare." Feng Xi is admiring the singer outside the curtain.

Yu Wuyuan couldn't help but smiled, "I heard that Mr. Feng is so versatile, I saw it today, and it was true."

"The first son of Jizhou once said that Young Master Yu was talented enough to be the teacher of the king, so no one can afford the four characters of versatility in front of Young Master Yu." Feng Yiyun smiled lightly.

"I am ashamed of no reason." Yu Wuyuan shook his head.

The two chatted and laughed casually, as if they had forgotten that there was someone standing outside the curtain.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly there were steady and rhythmic footsteps outside the curtain, all the way, and finally stopped outside the private room, and then a calm male voice sounded, "Master Jade."

Yu Wuyuan put down the wine glass in his hand and said calmly: "Come in."

The curtain was lifted, and the two raised their eyes and glanced, and they saw a loyal-looking young man stepping in. Naturally, they also saw the expressionless Tsing Yi woman standing outside the curtain, holding a pipa, and the curtain quickly changed again. fall.

"Young Master, Young Master's letter." The man respectfully submitted the letter.

Jade missed the letter, "Go ahead."

"Yes." The man stepped back.

When the curtain was raised again, Breathing eyes flashed randomly, but saw a pair of eyes that seemed resentful, angry, and at a loss.

The curtain fell lightly again, blocking the gaze, inside and outside the curtain, there were two worlds.

Jade had no chance to open the letter and read it. After a while, there was a slight ripple in his quiet eyes.

"If Miss Feng doesn't dislike it, how about coming in for a drink?" Feng Xi said while looking at the curtain.

There was no movement for a long while, and the air condensed, and the hesitation of the blue shadow behind the curtain seemed to be felt.

Finally, the curtain was lifted, and the blue shadow moved into the curtain. The cold eyes fell on Yu Wuyuan's body first, paused slightly, and then gently landed on Feng Yi's body without moving.

Fengxi glanced at Feng Qiwu, slightly surprised. The number one singer in Yucheng was a Jingchai skirt and no powder. Even so, he was still very beautiful, with eyebrows like willows and face. If the peach blossoms, there is a layer of arrogance in the eyebrows, and there is a kind of coldness in his expression that refuses to be thousands of miles away.

"Pour the wine for Miss Feng." Fengxi said lightly.

The Zhongyuan on the side immediately took a glass of wine and put it in front of Feng Qiwu.

Feng Qiwu didn't take it, just stared at Fengxi, and Fengxi let her watch, tasting the wine on his own, with a relaxed expression.

As for Jade's lack of destiny, his eyes are still on the letter, but his mind seems to be far away.

For a moment, Feng Qiwu took the glass with one hand and drank it with his head up.

Seeing that she had finished drinking in one sip, Feng Xi couldn't help but chuckle: "So the girl is so bold."

Feng Qiwu said coldly after hearing this: "Xiwu drinks a guest's wine for the first time."

"Oh?" Feng Xi raised his eyebrows to look at her, but saw that her cold as frost and snow cheeks were tinged with a faint blush due to the drunkenness of the wine, reducing the coldness and arrogance, adding a point of beauty, "girl Pipa singing is so outstanding, it should be the people of the world who are vying to ask for it."

"Xiwu never drank guests' wine." Feng Qiwu still said coldly, his eyes were still alive, as if there was no third person in this room.

Fengxi heard this and finally looked at her, but saw a sorrow flashing in those Qingling Miao eyes, "So it seems that Fengxi is fortunate to be able to win the girl's face."

Feng Qiwu didn't say a word, just looking at the abundance, his eyes slowly grew sad.

When she sang the first song in the sunset building, she knew that she had fallen into the dust in this life. The past was just like yesterday, and the past will never return. It's just that the daughter is hard to open her eyes, the red silk lazily looks back, throws the jade, blasts the dude, let the autumn moon and the spring breeze pass by the water, she still has the pride of the family, maintains the only dignity, and does not want to stop there. Falling into the mud forever. It's just because there is so little in my heart-a little bit of not willing to give in.

Before coming, the guy praised the two sons in the room as rare in the sky, and he only hated it. Zhi Dao is again two rich boys with empty skins, coming for their own skin, who knows it was wrong. Rejecting her from the curtain, she was very cold and shocked and ashamed.

The moment the curtain was lifted, only one pair of eyes was seen. The darkness was deep and wide as midnight, with the dazzling brilliance that can only be found in the bright sun. For a moment, she seemed to have fallen into the dark night, not feeling cold or panic, but a slight warmth rushed through the night to the heart that had not been warmed in years.

The warmth hasn’t faded away, the curtain is lifted again, and the eyes are seen again, like an inky vortex, the light and shadow are intertwined, dizzy, and vaguely feel that if you fall into it, you will never get out . Fortunately, the curtain suddenly fell again, isolating the vortex, just thinking about leaving quickly, but the leg was too heavy to pull out.

While hesitating, he called her out.

When the sound of the wind and jade knocks, it seems as if fate is waving to her. Fate, just a gentle twist, she couldn’t get away, she could only obey weakly, lifted the curtain again, and faced the night sky-like eyes again, and walked towards the pale golden sunset, the ink clothes and ink hair, like ink A flawless person.

"Xiwu sang four years in the Sunset Tower and drank his son's first glass of wine." Feng Qiwu said softly and clearly. Different words said the same meaning, just hope this person can understand, he is her first.

"Xiwu--Feng Xiwu." Feng Xi said the name, and looked at this woman thoughtfully. Although her face was cold, there was a longing in her eyes, hiding so deeply, People look at it with pity.

Feng Xiwu felt sad when he heard her name. The person who named her has long since turned into a piece of loess, and she has no such name, but she finally lived up to expectations.

"In these years, I have traveled all over Kyushu, but this is the first time I have heard such a wonderful singing voice from a girl." Feng Xiwu paused, and then he looked at Feng Qiwu, and said lightly, "I wonder if the girl is willing to walk with me. , Go and see the mountains and rivers other than Qiyun?" After all, he insisted on pouring wine in a jug and stopped looking at Feng Qiwu. It seemed that it didn't matter whether she agreed or not.

At the moment when he heard the words, a gleam of light flashed in Feng Qiwu's eyes, but it subsided instantly, still as beautiful as a peach and plum, cold as frost, but a pair of delicate hands gently stroking the string, the slightly trembling string leaked her heart at this moment Thousands of layers of the waves.

Feng Breath finished a glass of wine and turned his eyes to the jade missed in front of him, but was surprised by the faint sorrow that was born between the eyebrows of this unstained man.

"What kind of good news is written in the letter from the emperor's son that has caused Master Yu to linger like this?" Feng Xi asked, but he knew it in his heart.

Jade was indifferent at the moment when he heard the words, his eyes were thrown out of the window, and then he rubbed his hands and waved gently, and the powdered letter paper floated to the surface of the river, "good and bad."

"Really?" Breathing eyes for a moment, and then said, "This goodness should be related to Xuanji?"

Yu Wuyuan still looked calm, stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass, and looked at the transparent sake in the white porcelain cup. It was gently shaken, and the wine swayed with a hint of water. "How did Mr. Feng know that it was a letter from the prince?" /

"The emperor respects the son of jade as a teacher. This is something everyone knows." Fengxi also raised his wine glass, approached the tip of his nose, squinted slightly, and smelled the aroma of the wine. "Besides,'Jade Silk Paper' is a royal royal family. Queen's paper."

"Young Master Feng has good eyes." Yu Wuyuan nodded, looking at Feng Xi, smiling like a spring breeze on his face, but with the coldness of the autumn wind in his eyes, "There are two good and one bad news in the emperor's letter." /

"This good is Xuanji's hand, is it a bad one..." Feng Breath's eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at the white porcelain cup in his hand, and faintly spit out, "This is bad--it should be the soul of General Gale. Xuanshan, right?"

"Yeah." Yu Wuyuan still nodded, not surprising how he knew, leaning his hand and spilling the wine in the cup into the Wuyun River, "Yingzhou is going first, maybe I will be there tomorrow. "

"I just don't know what the other good is?" Fengxi asked.

"Bai Feng Xi." Yu Wuyuan said lightly, and there was a wave of fluctuations in Wuxu's eyes as he uttered the name.

"Bai Feng Xi?" Breath repeated, and the hand holding the cup almost shook.

"Well, he said he met Bai Fengxi in Shangzhou, a woman with extraordinary grace." Yu Wuyuan's smile deepened slightly.

"How can it be said that it is a good thing to see that woman." Feng Xi curled his lips unconsciously.

"It is a rare blessing in the world to see the female heroine who is also known as the White Wind and Black Breath." Yu Wuyuan glanced at Feng Breath, still smiling.

"In my opinion, as long as you meet that woman, it is bad luck." Feng Xi put down the cup in his hand, feeling that the wine is no longer mellow, of course, the smile on his face has not diminished.

"Oh, whether it is good or bad, it varies from person to person." Yu Wuyuan disapproved of it, and his gaze at Feng Yi gave a hint of thought.

Shhh! Suddenly a short, tight flute sounded from the surface of the river.

Feng Xi heard his eyes flickering, and then stood up, "It’s rare to meet Young Master Yu today. I shouldn’t be drunk or return. It’s just that there is an emergency at home, so I can only take the first step. Master Yu is drunk together."

Yu did not get up and did not want to stay, but said: "Young Master Feng has to go ahead, and if he is destined in the future, I will see you later."

"Farewell first." Feng Xi arched his hands, then turned around, only to see Feng Qiwu still standing there, "Girl..."

"I'll go with you!" Feng Qiwu blurted out. For an instant, she seemed to see Destiny nodding and smiling, because someone succumbed to its arrangement again, and at that instant, she felt that Young Master Jade's gaze swept towards her gently, as if she had heard his slight sigh.

She can only smile weakly.

This is her tribulation, the tribulation she accepted voluntarily.

Fengxi raised her eyebrows slightly, "Has the girl decided?"

"Yes, I have decided, and I have no regrets." Feng Qiwu's voice was so low that only she could hear it, but everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

"Let's go then." Fengxi smiled faintly, and stepped away.

Feng Xiwu hugged the Pipa in her arms tightly. This was the only thing she had. When the curtain came out, she looked back at Yu Wuyuan and nodded slightly, saying goodbye. She thanked this person who saw her heart at a glance, even if her heart would never be known to that person, and would never be the same with outsiders, but at least he knew it.

The curtain fell behind her, and she hurried to follow her. In the setting sun, countless lights were sent to each other, but they were not blocked.

On the pontoon, the guy chased after him and passed a baggage, "Miss Feng, the host asked me to give it to you. He said this is what the girl deserves."

Feng Qiwu took it, with shallow waves in his eyes, and then raised his head, still cold as frost, "Thanks to the host for my care over the years."

The man nodded, "Girl Feng takes care of herself."

"Yeah." Feng Xiwu nodded, then walked to the **** ship, towards the destiny arranged for her-home?

In the elegant room upstairs, Yu Wuyuan watched the ship sail away, poured all the wine in the jug into the glass, and drank it.

"Hei Fengzhi turned out to be such a person." I don't know whether it was a compliment or a sigh in his tone. "The Dynasty can't do it like this."

Thinking about the look of the girl Feng Xiwu before leaving, she sighed. She saw the thorns of the road ahead, but still insisted on walking, not knowing whether to call it a fool or praise her courage. Looking down at his palm, his fingertips pointed to the lines on the palm, but he smiled wryly, with a touch of loneliness in the mountains.

"I don't know what kind of person Bai Fengxi is?"

The murmured whisper was a touch of melancholy.

Note:

[Note 1] "Meet and Leave" by my friend Zhang Pengjin

[Note 2] Xin Qiji "Shuilongyin·Dengjiankang Pavilion"

[Note 3] "Last Night" by friend Zhang Pengjin