Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Bai'e
The king's heart is not as good as the east willow on the wall, and the concubine flutters the red flames like moths.
"What... who am I?" Long Baiyue said with a dry smile, sweat breaking out from behind her. "I've seen you before, and your name is Long Baiyue!" He Lingyun pondered for a while, before speaking surprisingly. Heh - Long Baiyue gasped, and she stared at He Lingyun again to make sure that she had never entertained this person.Hell, could it be that his father and son are so understanding that they can empathize with each other even after drinking flower wine? "Long Baiyue? You said her name is Long Baiyue?" Zi Mian and Ming Chuangchen looked at Long Baiyue, then turned to ask He Lingyun, "Do you know her?" "En," He Lingyun nodded, "She is a boat prostitute from Songjiang Mansion." "Ah?" Changing Long Baiyue was surprised now, this happened many years ago, how could it be found out at this moment. "Songjiang Mansion?" Zi Mian was shocked by the truth of the matter, "Ling Yun, when did you see her?" "About four years ago, I met her when I was drinking with my friends in Songjiang Mansion." Thinking about the past, He Lingyun stared at Long Baiyue even more suspiciously. "I...I don't remember." She really didn't remember this time, and she didn't put on any pretense. "I remember at that time, my friend wanted to be frivolous, and you directly smashed a pipa inlaid with a jade dragon head, and the flying jade pieces knocked off two of my friend's front teeth, do you still remember?" He Lingyun reminded her, such a strong The boat prostitute left an impression on him, and he just had a chance to think of her today. Now she almost remembered it!I remember being beaten up by the madam for breaking the expensive pipa.In my impression, on the night when the pipa was broken, there was a young man hugging a bloody drunk and staring at her in surprise.It's just that He Lingyun was younger and immature at that time, and his complexion was much fairer than now. It's only natural that Long Baiyue has no impression of him now, after all, so many years have passed. "I... I don't even remember, am I called Long Baiyue?" She pretended to be hesitant and murmured, and simply put the past behind her. "You..." He Lingyun was about to ask, but was interrupted by Ming Chuangchen. "Oh, I finally know the girl's name. It turns out that the girl's name is Long Baiyue." Ming Chuangchen just smiled carelessly. "Her background..." Seeing that the master and apprentice accepted Long Baiyue's identity so calmly and naturally, He Lingyun was astonished, so he had to remind him again. If she is not a girl from a good family, you have to pay attention to the purpose of her appearance.This woman's background is complicated, and it seems that things are not simple. As someone who has experienced it, He Lingyun doesn't mind villains going to the end. "If it's not a good memory, forget it." Zi Mian said calmly, he had already seen that Long Baiyue was frail, and he didn't think it was too strange that she was a boat prostitute. "Yeah, it's not up to me to decide on my birth, so now I have the opportunity to not have to go back to the past, isn't it great?" Ming Chuangchen also helped Long Baiyue speak. Now He Lingyun really became a villain, he couldn't laugh or cry.Is it true that the heartless master and apprentice don't understand the word "conspiracy" in the world?In short, Long Baiyue boarded Zi Mian's boat, whether it was a coincidence or a conspiracy, he took care of this business, maybe he would have a chance to repay Zi Mian's favor for saving him. He stared at Long Baiyue, led her to the side, lowered his voice and said viciously: "Don't make me believe that you have amnesia, I remember that you were very proud of yourself back then, and you didn't look like you couldn't help yourself." "Ah, my head hurts..." Long Baiyue put her forehead on her hands and tilted her head to one side. She squinted at He Lingyun, and said suddenly in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible, "I seem to remember that He Lingyun The young master seems to be in Ding You, right?" I remember that when she pointed at their noses and yelled at them, she mentioned that the people around the drunk man were shameless when they were hot and filial. This is really a big deal!He Lingyun was stunned, he almost forgot that when his grandmother passed away, due to the tense border war, his father was taken away by the court, so his son resigned and went to his hometown Songjiang Mansion to act as Ding You for three years.He hadn't seen his grandmother a few times since he was a child, so he didn't have any deep feelings. When he was teased by his friends, he couldn't help running out to drink flowers and wine. He purposely found a remote boathouse, so he ran into Long Baiyue. "You... you're ruthless!" He Lingyun was furious, if it was known that he went to spend time and drink during his filial piety, his father would probably overthrow the He family.This woman is very poisonous, he should deal with it carefully. On the other side, Ming Chuangchen was accompanying Zi Mian to flip through the book, Zi Mian flipped through the book for a while, and then said slowly: "Ling Yun, it seems that there is another way to detoxify the golden silkworm poison..." "Huh?" He Lingyun turned around. "I have a record here that golden silkworms are jealous of poor families. If you can resign from office and go back to hiding, you will spend all your wealth..." "How is this possible!" He Lingyun and Long Baiyue cried out in unison. "This, this poison is too vicious..." Long Baiyue was very embarrassed. He Lingyun glared at Long Baiyue, and looked at Zi Mian angrily: "Stop joking, if you want me to be a prodigal son, I might as well die." "It's really not a good idea." Zi Mian smiled slightly and closed the scroll, "Especially for someone like you who regards family glory as his life."
In spring, Xiangfu hairpin banquet. In order to drink less, He Lingyun had no choice but to hide in the garden outside the hall. "Damn it," he grumbled, mistreating the peony flowers beside him, as if he was chewing peonies, "when is it my turn to start hiding from alcohol!" In the water pavilion in the distance, there is a melodious sound of silk and bamboo, and there is an official prostitute who clings to the teeth and sings tenderly: "The green and miserable moths are not self-sufficient, only because of the deep hatred in the new poem. The heart of the man should be like the heart of the piano. ..." The moving vocals soothed the frizzy He Lingyun. He looked towards the source of the voice, remained silent, and his thoughts seemed to return to that place where there was never winter.There are four seasons of the year, just like today, with warm sunshine and brilliant spring flowers.Her smile in that piece of spring made him forget the sun, moon, and twilight, and he didn't realize when that smile became warm and vicious, almost killing him... "Doctor Wu Yi is so elegant that he hides here to listen to the music." A laughing remark came from behind, pulling He Lingyun's mind back. He turned around and saw the person clearly: "So it's Captain Shou'an, I'm kidding." "I came out to hide from drinking. I saw Doctor Wu Yi standing here from a distance, so I came to have a look." Shouan Wei Lu Wenqian walked to He Lingyun with a smile and looked towards the water pavilion. He took a deep breath comfortably , "Ah, as expected, there is a beautiful scenery here. Look at the beautiful figures in the water pavilion over there. If you look at it from a distance, don't you think it is more charming?" "Hey, I'm a vulgar person, but I can't appreciate this." He Lingyun smiled and curled his lips, "If you're tempted, you'll just lift the curtain and rush in." "Hahaha, Doctor Wu Yi is really interesting." Lu Wenqian laughed at He Lingyun's rude words, cupped his fists and coughed, "Those are official prostitutes, how can we easily come across them?" "That's right, I can't touch it, and it's scratching my itchy spot." He Lingyun raised his eyebrows, and a nasty smile flashed across his meteor-like eyes. "Hahaha, doctor Wu Yi doesn't understand that this is the beauty of such a beautiful woman," Lu Wenqian smiled with interest, gazing at the water pavilion, "Eyes expressing affection, guessing riddles, and singing poems for rewards are even more impressive. It means a lot." "Lieutenant Shou An is an elegant man. He was awarded a Jinshi early on, and he is a student of An Xueshi who is famous all over the world. On such an occasion, he is naturally at home." A few compliments. "Don't dare, I seldom get along with official prostitutes. Those women are beautiful, and they are mostly just playing around." Lu Wenqian smiled, and heard that Shuiting changed the tune, which was "Youth Tour". His thoughts drifted away in an instant, and he couldn't help singing along softly, "You can't make a song when you are ashamed and drunk, and cover the fragrance with your hands. Nestled in the flowers and candles, secretly conveying deep meaning, drinking and thinking into the waves. Seeing Zhu Chengbi's heart confused, turn over Maimai, Lian Moth..." He Lingyun on the side suddenly brushed his shoulder. "What's the matter?" Lu Wenqian was interrupted by him for no reason, and asked a little puzzled. "Just now a white moth landed on your shoulder." He Lingyun answered him. Strange, it disappeared again after careful inspection, is he dazzled? Lu Wenqian looked at his shoulder: "Really? It seems to have flown away, thank you." "It's nothing, let's go in, we've been out for a long time, the people inside should be found." He actually had hallucinations, could it be that the golden silkworm Gu has deepened?He Lingyun was depressed and lost all interest in the beautiful scenery in front of him. The hall was still very lively, and when everyone saw the two entering the hall, they booed happily: "It's a good omen for two upstarts in civil and military affairs to enter the door." "Yeah, especially Shou'an Wei, we heard about your affair in Liuzhou, how about singing your new lyrics?" The prime minister in the main seat blushed from drinking wine, wantonly making fun of Lu Wenqian . "My lord wants to listen to the music, how dare you refuse to listen to me?" Lu Wenqian smiled and bowed. Some good people had arranged the silk and bamboo, and the tune of "Autumn Ruixiang" sounded. Lu Wenqian stood in the center of the hall, with a slender figure like a eucalyptus tree facing the wind.He sang slowly and loudly: "The curtain is sparse and the wind is blowing through, and the fragrance of gold and beasts is wafting. After the veranda is leaning against the dusk, the moonlight on the corridor is like the day. The taste of parting is as strong as wine, and it makes people thin. This feeling is not as good as that of willows on the wall. , the spring color remains the same every year.” After singing a song, the house is full of applause. "This poem is wonderfully done. Captain Shou'an is really a young man with an unlimited future," the prime minister praised loudly, and then turned his face and told the people around him, "Ask a few maids to fetch whisks, why are there moths in the hall?" I’m flying, Hugh’s negligence will make me lose face!” "There are moths in the hall, it's a sign of auspiciousness, sir, don't take it too seriously." Everyone in the room followed suit. Only He Lingyun and Lu Wenqian changed their faces slightly upon hearing this.
"This early in the morning, why did Mr. He come here on purpose?" Ming Chuangchen put down the plank happily. He was a little surprised to see Lu Wenqian who was following He Lingyun looking left and right, "Mr. He, who is this?" "Under the Shou'an Lieutenant Lu Xuan." Lu Wenqian stepped forward and handed over the famous badge, "Visit Lord Zi Mian rashly, and ask if you have anything to do." "Oh, Mr. Lu, please." Ming Chuangchen respectfully took the name badge and made way for them. Zi Mian reluctantly got up, feeling a little headache. "Going home after being guarded, I happened to run into Wen Qian who was going up and down. He said something strange happened last night, so I brought him to you." He Lingyun sat down on the Zimian couch carelessly, feeling comfortable. Sighing, a little tired, "I said, when are you going to go to court early? Sleeping like this all day long, I'm envious of dead people." "I'm used to saying that I'm sick. One is that I can't get up, and the other is that it doesn't hinder some people's eyes." Zi Mian answered him nonchalantly, and greeted Lu Wenqian seriously. "I returned home after the banquet yesterday. I happened to look in the mirror while I was singing and singing in the evening. There was indeed a white moth on the shoulder in the mirror, but I searched carefully, but there was no trace of the white moth. I feel that something is wrong." Lu Wenqian explained the situation. , taking the tea from Long Baiyue and thanking her. "Zi Mian, you should help Wen Qian take a look." He Lingyun cast a blank glance at Long Baiyue who was standing aside to join in the fun, but Long Baiyue ignored him. Zi Mian waited and watched Lu Wenqian's complexion, and asked Lu Wenqian to sing, but no white moth appeared.He took the sand table to support the spirit for him. Slowly write two characters on the sand table with the shaman pen: "Liao Shu" "Is there someone around you, related to this?" Zi Mian asked Lu Wenqian. Lu Wenqian said hesitantly: "No... only one acquaintance named Yang Nianshu, I don't know if it is related." "Who is Yang Nianshu?" He Lingyun asked curiously. "It's the official prostitute I met in Liuzhou, and I sang with her for a fee," Lu Wenqian thought for a while, and then said, "Speaking of which, the lyrics I sang when I saw the white moth were all written for her." Official prostitute.Long Baiyue is really envious, being able to be included in the imperial court's music books, and keeping harvests in drought and flood, is really an unimaginable beauty, but it's a pity that she came from a humble background, so she couldn't be recruited.Wandering outside Fang's mind, she glanced at He Lingyun's clear and contemptuous eyes, which drove her to death. "Her father used to be a petty official. Due to dereliction of duty, his family property was confiscated and exiled to the Northwest, and she was included in the music register. The first time I saw her was at the banquet of the Liuzhou prefect." Lu Wenqian fell into the smoky past, with some melancholy , Said softly, "She had just entered the music register, she couldn't entertain, she didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the banquet, she was drunk, and she huddled secretly in the corner. I found her,' shy and drunk, unable to sing, covering her hands Xiang Luo'..." "And then?" Ming Chuangchen, who was still young, liked to listen to stories, and excitedly guessed, "You fell in love?!" "Hehe, how could they fall in love? It's not allowed in the rules, 'Snuggle up to the flowers and reflect the candles, secretly convey the deep meaning, drink and think into the waves', everything can only stop at ambiguity, lovesickness is also there, 'Look at Zhu Chengbi's heart confused, turn over Mai Mai, Lian Moth', she is really a beautiful woman, delicate, shy, and beautiful, but it's all just entertainment in the officialdom." If it is not allowed by the rules, will they not fall in love?Long Baiyue pursed her lips disapprovingly.This man is probably used to being proud, but he is really naive. "Then what's the result?" He Lingyun, who had been silent all this time, finally asked. "The result...the result is 'When we meet each other, we are far apart, and the spring is over, what is there to worry about'," Lu Wenqian smiled and shook his head, "The lyrics I gave her became popular in the local area, and she also became popular. Being ordered to a banquet, I don't have many chances to see her." "If she's popular, then she'll be in the top right now." Whether it's a civilian prostitute or an official prostitute, not being able to get ahead is the most terrifying thing, Long Baiyue said casually, not caring about this idea. Only people with her status would think so. "Getting ahead? That's what she's most afraid of. For this reason, she found me," Lu Wenqian helplessly recalled the scene of the sale and tears at that time, "She begged me to help her be a good person." "How can we help?" Ming Chuangchen, who had been depressed all the time, thought there was a turning point, so he regained his energy and raised his head to ask. "Speaking of which, my teacher, Xueshi An, has an anecdote." Lu Wenqian told Ming Chuangchen, "When the teacher was a guest in Runzhou, the prefect Xu of Runzhou hosted a banquet for him. Some people asked my teacher to help them become a good citizen. Official prostitutes must get the approval of the prefect if they want to be a good official. Falling down first. The wind is drawn from the pen, and the reputation of the book is worthy of the public. The mountains are white in the early morning, the bones and skin are so old, and from then on, the south is Xu, and the night is clear and the moon is full of the lake. This is a Tibetan poem, every sentence The combination of the first words is exactly 'Zheng Rong is a native, Gao Ying is a good man'." "That's right, there is such a precedent, so that Miss Yang asked you to help her like this?" Ming Chuangchen nodded, "Then did you go to ask the prefect?" "No, how can I have that kind of ability." Lu Wenqian shook his head, "I'm just a junior in the officialdom, I don't have that kind of face, my words can only make her popular, but there is absolutely no way to make her free. Besides, I was I'm leaving Liuzhou soon, I don't have anything to do with the eunuch's favor, I'm afraid I'll come back with nothing." "You're really useless," He Lingyun frowned, and couldn't help complaining, "I don't have the ability to take good care of her, what did you provoke her in the first place?" Lu Wenqian was a little stunned by the scolding, and he stammered: "This... the entertainment during the banquet, literati, which one doesn't..." "I can't understand it any more. You want to have the wonderful feeling of acting on the occasion. That's fine. Just pick someone old and spicy to accompany you." While speaking, He Lingyun glanced at Long Baiyue intentionally or unintentionally, "That Yang Nianshu, who is new to Fengyue, treats you Seriously." "Seriously..." Lu Wenqian froze, "Is she serious about me..." "Nonsense, she begs you to help her. If she can be good, where else can she go? Of course she will follow you." He was also a flamboyant general in the past, and he encountered many battles with his body, "Then you Well, do you just want an ambiguity with her?" "I don't know... I can't help her. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I ran away at the time. I didn't even see her for the last time. I just gave her the first poem." "Is that the song "Qiu Rui Xiang" that you sang in the hall yesterday?" He Lingyun didn't have the heart to talk about him. "Yes... Now that I think about it, I'm really sorry for her..." Lu Wenqian murmured with his head down. An advanced pastime that you can handle.I thought that after the turmoil, it would naturally disappear. How did you expect to owe a love debt? "Master Zi Mian, may I ask if this has something to do with that white moth?" Lu Wenqian raised his head and asked. Zi Mian looked at his frail and careful expression of proof, and said in a calm tone: "I'm not sure yet, I'll have to look at it later." He Lingyun accompanied Lu Wenqian back, while Zi Mian watched them off on the deck. "I don't know if that white moth is related to that girl," Long Baiyue sighed, "It's always a story that makes people sigh." "That white moth is that girl's soul." Zi Mian said quietly. "What?!" Long Baiyue and Ming Chuangchen opened their eyes wide in disbelief, "Then Miss Yang, is she already dead?" "Yes, because of suicide, I can't die." "Then why didn't you tell Mr. Lu? Are you afraid that he will be sad?" Zi Mian nodded: "It was an unintentional mistake. If he knew the truth, he would be sad and blame himself for the rest of his life. I will try to save that girl's soul. From now on, there will be no more white moths around him." "If you don't tell me, he will know sooner or later." Long Baiyue didn't think this was a good way. "I hope he will realize after some time, don't connect the hatchback, it won't be too uncomfortable." Zi Mian turned back to the cabin.
The next day, Zi Mian was about to take a boat to the Prince's residence in the suburbs.Suddenly someone on the shore shouted. "Master Zimian——Master Zimian—" Lu Wenqian staggered off his horse. He saw that the boat had gone away and rushed into the water quickly.The cold lake water made Lu Wenqian's feet freeze and cramp. He fell into the lake, and after drinking a lot of water, he got up dizzy, and Zi Mian was already beside him. He grabbed Zi Mian's arm, and propped up his body with all his might, sobbing anxiously and painfully: "Nian Shu, she has committed suicide...you know, right..." "It seems that you already know." Zi Mian supported him, her voice was as warm as usual, without any waves. "I just received a letter from a friend in Liuzhou..." Lu Wenqian raised his head, revealing a face covered with water and tears under his wet hair, his pale lips trembling, "Yesterday, I asked myself many times. Is she really... At that time, maybe there was an element of entertainment, she was so shy, beautiful, and made me passionate. I didn't expect that she, who was so delicate, could finally surge into my life like a flame ... I was timid and afraid. When I pulled back, I knew how desperate she was. I lied to myself that all the heartache and guilt caused by betraying her would heal over time, and I lied to myself that I could I can handle it—those are just acting on the occasion... I never thought that if I betrayed my heart, I would let her die..." "People cannot be resurrected after death, please mourn." Zi Mian didn't offer any more comfort. After a long time, Lu Wenqian calmed down, he stopped shaking, and finally stood up by himself. "Eyes and eyebrows, guessing puzzles, poetry rewards... My original thoughts were all wrong..." Lu Wenqian murmured, his voice was broken and cold, and his eyes were dim and distant, "In my life... I won't write any more lyrics." That oath and tears dripped into the lake together, thickening the pool of spring water, and it was so thick that it could never be melted again...
"What... who am I?" Long Baiyue said with a dry smile, sweat breaking out from behind her. "I've seen you before, and your name is Long Baiyue!" He Lingyun pondered for a while, before speaking surprisingly. Heh - Long Baiyue gasped, and she stared at He Lingyun again to make sure that she had never entertained this person.Hell, could it be that his father and son are so understanding that they can empathize with each other even after drinking flower wine? "Long Baiyue? You said her name is Long Baiyue?" Zi Mian and Ming Chuangchen looked at Long Baiyue, then turned to ask He Lingyun, "Do you know her?" "En," He Lingyun nodded, "She is a boat prostitute from Songjiang Mansion." "Ah?" Changing Long Baiyue was surprised now, this happened many years ago, how could it be found out at this moment. "Songjiang Mansion?" Zi Mian was shocked by the truth of the matter, "Ling Yun, when did you see her?" "About four years ago, I met her when I was drinking with my friends in Songjiang Mansion." Thinking about the past, He Lingyun stared at Long Baiyue even more suspiciously. "I...I don't remember." She really didn't remember this time, and she didn't put on any pretense. "I remember at that time, my friend wanted to be frivolous, and you directly smashed a pipa inlaid with a jade dragon head, and the flying jade pieces knocked off two of my friend's front teeth, do you still remember?" He Lingyun reminded her, such a strong The boat prostitute left an impression on him, and he just had a chance to think of her today. Now she almost remembered it!I remember being beaten up by the madam for breaking the expensive pipa.In my impression, on the night when the pipa was broken, there was a young man hugging a bloody drunk and staring at her in surprise.It's just that He Lingyun was younger and immature at that time, and his complexion was much fairer than now. It's only natural that Long Baiyue has no impression of him now, after all, so many years have passed. "I... I don't even remember, am I called Long Baiyue?" She pretended to be hesitant and murmured, and simply put the past behind her. "You..." He Lingyun was about to ask, but was interrupted by Ming Chuangchen. "Oh, I finally know the girl's name. It turns out that the girl's name is Long Baiyue." Ming Chuangchen just smiled carelessly. "Her background..." Seeing that the master and apprentice accepted Long Baiyue's identity so calmly and naturally, He Lingyun was astonished, so he had to remind him again. If she is not a girl from a good family, you have to pay attention to the purpose of her appearance.This woman's background is complicated, and it seems that things are not simple. As someone who has experienced it, He Lingyun doesn't mind villains going to the end. "If it's not a good memory, forget it." Zi Mian said calmly, he had already seen that Long Baiyue was frail, and he didn't think it was too strange that she was a boat prostitute. "Yeah, it's not up to me to decide on my birth, so now I have the opportunity to not have to go back to the past, isn't it great?" Ming Chuangchen also helped Long Baiyue speak. Now He Lingyun really became a villain, he couldn't laugh or cry.Is it true that the heartless master and apprentice don't understand the word "conspiracy" in the world?In short, Long Baiyue boarded Zi Mian's boat, whether it was a coincidence or a conspiracy, he took care of this business, maybe he would have a chance to repay Zi Mian's favor for saving him. He stared at Long Baiyue, led her to the side, lowered his voice and said viciously: "Don't make me believe that you have amnesia, I remember that you were very proud of yourself back then, and you didn't look like you couldn't help yourself." "Ah, my head hurts..." Long Baiyue put her forehead on her hands and tilted her head to one side. She squinted at He Lingyun, and said suddenly in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible, "I seem to remember that He Lingyun The young master seems to be in Ding You, right?" I remember that when she pointed at their noses and yelled at them, she mentioned that the people around the drunk man were shameless when they were hot and filial. This is really a big deal!He Lingyun was stunned, he almost forgot that when his grandmother passed away, due to the tense border war, his father was taken away by the court, so his son resigned and went to his hometown Songjiang Mansion to act as Ding You for three years.He hadn't seen his grandmother a few times since he was a child, so he didn't have any deep feelings. When he was teased by his friends, he couldn't help running out to drink flowers and wine. He purposely found a remote boathouse, so he ran into Long Baiyue. "You... you're ruthless!" He Lingyun was furious, if it was known that he went to spend time and drink during his filial piety, his father would probably overthrow the He family.This woman is very poisonous, he should deal with it carefully. On the other side, Ming Chuangchen was accompanying Zi Mian to flip through the book, Zi Mian flipped through the book for a while, and then said slowly: "Ling Yun, it seems that there is another way to detoxify the golden silkworm poison..." "Huh?" He Lingyun turned around. "I have a record here that golden silkworms are jealous of poor families. If you can resign from office and go back to hiding, you will spend all your wealth..." "How is this possible!" He Lingyun and Long Baiyue cried out in unison. "This, this poison is too vicious..." Long Baiyue was very embarrassed. He Lingyun glared at Long Baiyue, and looked at Zi Mian angrily: "Stop joking, if you want me to be a prodigal son, I might as well die." "It's really not a good idea." Zi Mian smiled slightly and closed the scroll, "Especially for someone like you who regards family glory as his life."
In spring, Xiangfu hairpin banquet. In order to drink less, He Lingyun had no choice but to hide in the garden outside the hall. "Damn it," he grumbled, mistreating the peony flowers beside him, as if he was chewing peonies, "when is it my turn to start hiding from alcohol!" In the water pavilion in the distance, there is a melodious sound of silk and bamboo, and there is an official prostitute who clings to the teeth and sings tenderly: "The green and miserable moths are not self-sufficient, only because of the deep hatred in the new poem. The heart of the man should be like the heart of the piano. ..." The moving vocals soothed the frizzy He Lingyun. He looked towards the source of the voice, remained silent, and his thoughts seemed to return to that place where there was never winter.There are four seasons of the year, just like today, with warm sunshine and brilliant spring flowers.Her smile in that piece of spring made him forget the sun, moon, and twilight, and he didn't realize when that smile became warm and vicious, almost killing him... "Doctor Wu Yi is so elegant that he hides here to listen to the music." A laughing remark came from behind, pulling He Lingyun's mind back. He turned around and saw the person clearly: "So it's Captain Shou'an, I'm kidding." "I came out to hide from drinking. I saw Doctor Wu Yi standing here from a distance, so I came to have a look." Shouan Wei Lu Wenqian walked to He Lingyun with a smile and looked towards the water pavilion. He took a deep breath comfortably , "Ah, as expected, there is a beautiful scenery here. Look at the beautiful figures in the water pavilion over there. If you look at it from a distance, don't you think it is more charming?" "Hey, I'm a vulgar person, but I can't appreciate this." He Lingyun smiled and curled his lips, "If you're tempted, you'll just lift the curtain and rush in." "Hahaha, Doctor Wu Yi is really interesting." Lu Wenqian laughed at He Lingyun's rude words, cupped his fists and coughed, "Those are official prostitutes, how can we easily come across them?" "That's right, I can't touch it, and it's scratching my itchy spot." He Lingyun raised his eyebrows, and a nasty smile flashed across his meteor-like eyes. "Hahaha, doctor Wu Yi doesn't understand that this is the beauty of such a beautiful woman," Lu Wenqian smiled with interest, gazing at the water pavilion, "Eyes expressing affection, guessing riddles, and singing poems for rewards are even more impressive. It means a lot." "Lieutenant Shou An is an elegant man. He was awarded a Jinshi early on, and he is a student of An Xueshi who is famous all over the world. On such an occasion, he is naturally at home." A few compliments. "Don't dare, I seldom get along with official prostitutes. Those women are beautiful, and they are mostly just playing around." Lu Wenqian smiled, and heard that Shuiting changed the tune, which was "Youth Tour". His thoughts drifted away in an instant, and he couldn't help singing along softly, "You can't make a song when you are ashamed and drunk, and cover the fragrance with your hands. Nestled in the flowers and candles, secretly conveying deep meaning, drinking and thinking into the waves. Seeing Zhu Chengbi's heart confused, turn over Maimai, Lian Moth..." He Lingyun on the side suddenly brushed his shoulder. "What's the matter?" Lu Wenqian was interrupted by him for no reason, and asked a little puzzled. "Just now a white moth landed on your shoulder." He Lingyun answered him. Strange, it disappeared again after careful inspection, is he dazzled? Lu Wenqian looked at his shoulder: "Really? It seems to have flown away, thank you." "It's nothing, let's go in, we've been out for a long time, the people inside should be found." He actually had hallucinations, could it be that the golden silkworm Gu has deepened?He Lingyun was depressed and lost all interest in the beautiful scenery in front of him. The hall was still very lively, and when everyone saw the two entering the hall, they booed happily: "It's a good omen for two upstarts in civil and military affairs to enter the door." "Yeah, especially Shou'an Wei, we heard about your affair in Liuzhou, how about singing your new lyrics?" The prime minister in the main seat blushed from drinking wine, wantonly making fun of Lu Wenqian . "My lord wants to listen to the music, how dare you refuse to listen to me?" Lu Wenqian smiled and bowed. Some good people had arranged the silk and bamboo, and the tune of "Autumn Ruixiang" sounded. Lu Wenqian stood in the center of the hall, with a slender figure like a eucalyptus tree facing the wind.He sang slowly and loudly: "The curtain is sparse and the wind is blowing through, and the fragrance of gold and beasts is wafting. After the veranda is leaning against the dusk, the moonlight on the corridor is like the day. The taste of parting is as strong as wine, and it makes people thin. This feeling is not as good as that of willows on the wall. , the spring color remains the same every year.” After singing a song, the house is full of applause. "This poem is wonderfully done. Captain Shou'an is really a young man with an unlimited future," the prime minister praised loudly, and then turned his face and told the people around him, "Ask a few maids to fetch whisks, why are there moths in the hall?" I’m flying, Hugh’s negligence will make me lose face!” "There are moths in the hall, it's a sign of auspiciousness, sir, don't take it too seriously." Everyone in the room followed suit. Only He Lingyun and Lu Wenqian changed their faces slightly upon hearing this.
"This early in the morning, why did Mr. He come here on purpose?" Ming Chuangchen put down the plank happily. He was a little surprised to see Lu Wenqian who was following He Lingyun looking left and right, "Mr. He, who is this?" "Under the Shou'an Lieutenant Lu Xuan." Lu Wenqian stepped forward and handed over the famous badge, "Visit Lord Zi Mian rashly, and ask if you have anything to do." "Oh, Mr. Lu, please." Ming Chuangchen respectfully took the name badge and made way for them. Zi Mian reluctantly got up, feeling a little headache. "Going home after being guarded, I happened to run into Wen Qian who was going up and down. He said something strange happened last night, so I brought him to you." He Lingyun sat down on the Zimian couch carelessly, feeling comfortable. Sighing, a little tired, "I said, when are you going to go to court early? Sleeping like this all day long, I'm envious of dead people." "I'm used to saying that I'm sick. One is that I can't get up, and the other is that it doesn't hinder some people's eyes." Zi Mian answered him nonchalantly, and greeted Lu Wenqian seriously. "I returned home after the banquet yesterday. I happened to look in the mirror while I was singing and singing in the evening. There was indeed a white moth on the shoulder in the mirror, but I searched carefully, but there was no trace of the white moth. I feel that something is wrong." Lu Wenqian explained the situation. , taking the tea from Long Baiyue and thanking her. "Zi Mian, you should help Wen Qian take a look." He Lingyun cast a blank glance at Long Baiyue who was standing aside to join in the fun, but Long Baiyue ignored him. Zi Mian waited and watched Lu Wenqian's complexion, and asked Lu Wenqian to sing, but no white moth appeared.He took the sand table to support the spirit for him. Slowly write two characters on the sand table with the shaman pen: "Liao Shu" "Is there someone around you, related to this?" Zi Mian asked Lu Wenqian. Lu Wenqian said hesitantly: "No... only one acquaintance named Yang Nianshu, I don't know if it is related." "Who is Yang Nianshu?" He Lingyun asked curiously. "It's the official prostitute I met in Liuzhou, and I sang with her for a fee," Lu Wenqian thought for a while, and then said, "Speaking of which, the lyrics I sang when I saw the white moth were all written for her." Official prostitute.Long Baiyue is really envious, being able to be included in the imperial court's music books, and keeping harvests in drought and flood, is really an unimaginable beauty, but it's a pity that she came from a humble background, so she couldn't be recruited.Wandering outside Fang's mind, she glanced at He Lingyun's clear and contemptuous eyes, which drove her to death. "Her father used to be a petty official. Due to dereliction of duty, his family property was confiscated and exiled to the Northwest, and she was included in the music register. The first time I saw her was at the banquet of the Liuzhou prefect." Lu Wenqian fell into the smoky past, with some melancholy , Said softly, "She had just entered the music register, she couldn't entertain, she didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the banquet, she was drunk, and she huddled secretly in the corner. I found her,' shy and drunk, unable to sing, covering her hands Xiang Luo'..." "And then?" Ming Chuangchen, who was still young, liked to listen to stories, and excitedly guessed, "You fell in love?!" "Hehe, how could they fall in love? It's not allowed in the rules, 'Snuggle up to the flowers and reflect the candles, secretly convey the deep meaning, drink and think into the waves', everything can only stop at ambiguity, lovesickness is also there, 'Look at Zhu Chengbi's heart confused, turn over Mai Mai, Lian Moth', she is really a beautiful woman, delicate, shy, and beautiful, but it's all just entertainment in the officialdom." If it is not allowed by the rules, will they not fall in love?Long Baiyue pursed her lips disapprovingly.This man is probably used to being proud, but he is really naive. "Then what's the result?" He Lingyun, who had been silent all this time, finally asked. "The result...the result is 'When we meet each other, we are far apart, and the spring is over, what is there to worry about'," Lu Wenqian smiled and shook his head, "The lyrics I gave her became popular in the local area, and she also became popular. Being ordered to a banquet, I don't have many chances to see her." "If she's popular, then she'll be in the top right now." Whether it's a civilian prostitute or an official prostitute, not being able to get ahead is the most terrifying thing, Long Baiyue said casually, not caring about this idea. Only people with her status would think so. "Getting ahead? That's what she's most afraid of. For this reason, she found me," Lu Wenqian helplessly recalled the scene of the sale and tears at that time, "She begged me to help her be a good person." "How can we help?" Ming Chuangchen, who had been depressed all the time, thought there was a turning point, so he regained his energy and raised his head to ask. "Speaking of which, my teacher, Xueshi An, has an anecdote." Lu Wenqian told Ming Chuangchen, "When the teacher was a guest in Runzhou, the prefect Xu of Runzhou hosted a banquet for him. Some people asked my teacher to help them become a good citizen. Official prostitutes must get the approval of the prefect if they want to be a good official. Falling down first. The wind is drawn from the pen, and the reputation of the book is worthy of the public. The mountains are white in the early morning, the bones and skin are so old, and from then on, the south is Xu, and the night is clear and the moon is full of the lake. This is a Tibetan poem, every sentence The combination of the first words is exactly 'Zheng Rong is a native, Gao Ying is a good man'." "That's right, there is such a precedent, so that Miss Yang asked you to help her like this?" Ming Chuangchen nodded, "Then did you go to ask the prefect?" "No, how can I have that kind of ability." Lu Wenqian shook his head, "I'm just a junior in the officialdom, I don't have that kind of face, my words can only make her popular, but there is absolutely no way to make her free. Besides, I was I'm leaving Liuzhou soon, I don't have anything to do with the eunuch's favor, I'm afraid I'll come back with nothing." "You're really useless," He Lingyun frowned, and couldn't help complaining, "I don't have the ability to take good care of her, what did you provoke her in the first place?" Lu Wenqian was a little stunned by the scolding, and he stammered: "This... the entertainment during the banquet, literati, which one doesn't..." "I can't understand it any more. You want to have the wonderful feeling of acting on the occasion. That's fine. Just pick someone old and spicy to accompany you." While speaking, He Lingyun glanced at Long Baiyue intentionally or unintentionally, "That Yang Nianshu, who is new to Fengyue, treats you Seriously." "Seriously..." Lu Wenqian froze, "Is she serious about me..." "Nonsense, she begs you to help her. If she can be good, where else can she go? Of course she will follow you." He was also a flamboyant general in the past, and he encountered many battles with his body, "Then you Well, do you just want an ambiguity with her?" "I don't know... I can't help her. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I ran away at the time. I didn't even see her for the last time. I just gave her the first poem." "Is that the song "Qiu Rui Xiang" that you sang in the hall yesterday?" He Lingyun didn't have the heart to talk about him. "Yes... Now that I think about it, I'm really sorry for her..." Lu Wenqian murmured with his head down. An advanced pastime that you can handle.I thought that after the turmoil, it would naturally disappear. How did you expect to owe a love debt? "Master Zi Mian, may I ask if this has something to do with that white moth?" Lu Wenqian raised his head and asked. Zi Mian looked at his frail and careful expression of proof, and said in a calm tone: "I'm not sure yet, I'll have to look at it later." He Lingyun accompanied Lu Wenqian back, while Zi Mian watched them off on the deck. "I don't know if that white moth is related to that girl," Long Baiyue sighed, "It's always a story that makes people sigh." "That white moth is that girl's soul." Zi Mian said quietly. "What?!" Long Baiyue and Ming Chuangchen opened their eyes wide in disbelief, "Then Miss Yang, is she already dead?" "Yes, because of suicide, I can't die." "Then why didn't you tell Mr. Lu? Are you afraid that he will be sad?" Zi Mian nodded: "It was an unintentional mistake. If he knew the truth, he would be sad and blame himself for the rest of his life. I will try to save that girl's soul. From now on, there will be no more white moths around him." "If you don't tell me, he will know sooner or later." Long Baiyue didn't think this was a good way. "I hope he will realize after some time, don't connect the hatchback, it won't be too uncomfortable." Zi Mian turned back to the cabin.
The next day, Zi Mian was about to take a boat to the Prince's residence in the suburbs.Suddenly someone on the shore shouted. "Master Zimian——Master Zimian—" Lu Wenqian staggered off his horse. He saw that the boat had gone away and rushed into the water quickly.The cold lake water made Lu Wenqian's feet freeze and cramp. He fell into the lake, and after drinking a lot of water, he got up dizzy, and Zi Mian was already beside him. He grabbed Zi Mian's arm, and propped up his body with all his might, sobbing anxiously and painfully: "Nian Shu, she has committed suicide...you know, right..." "It seems that you already know." Zi Mian supported him, her voice was as warm as usual, without any waves. "I just received a letter from a friend in Liuzhou..." Lu Wenqian raised his head, revealing a face covered with water and tears under his wet hair, his pale lips trembling, "Yesterday, I asked myself many times. Is she really... At that time, maybe there was an element of entertainment, she was so shy, beautiful, and made me passionate. I didn't expect that she, who was so delicate, could finally surge into my life like a flame ... I was timid and afraid. When I pulled back, I knew how desperate she was. I lied to myself that all the heartache and guilt caused by betraying her would heal over time, and I lied to myself that I could I can handle it—those are just acting on the occasion... I never thought that if I betrayed my heart, I would let her die..." "People cannot be resurrected after death, please mourn." Zi Mian didn't offer any more comfort. After a long time, Lu Wenqian calmed down, he stopped shaking, and finally stood up by himself. "Eyes and eyebrows, guessing puzzles, poetry rewards... My original thoughts were all wrong..." Lu Wenqian murmured, his voice was broken and cold, and his eyes were dim and distant, "In my life... I won't write any more lyrics." That oath and tears dripped into the lake together, thickening the pool of spring water, and it was so thick that it could never be melted again...