Qingchuan History

Chapter 634 Blowing Dreams to Xizhou

Isn't it a messy book at the earliest?
After getting along for a long time, Ruan Xueyin was completely "disappointed" by this person, always thinking that the dreams of thousands of girls in Qingchuan are nothing more than ordinary people:
When the momentum comes up, I would rather play tricks and play tricks than give up.

And after the ups and downs of the clouds and rains, it became clear that the sky was shining, and the zhezi scrolled to the lake with a brush, and the explicit and secret intentions were passed down, and the chess game turned silently.

If you think about it this way, you should still look up, it is worth the dream of thousands of girls.

Ji Huan rarely takes the initiative to ask for an interview.

Ruan Xueyin knew that it was related to Ji Wanling's being in Luzhou.

The Tianlong Festival is less than ten days away, seeing that people from all walks of life are about to set off for Jidu again, no major event has been heard.

It is a major event if it is reported into Zhexue Palace without Gu Xinglang's notice.Indeed not.Qi Palace is also quiet, but Gu Chunfeng will practice riding and archery for his parents and Cheng Sunrise Palace.

Because of her martial arts practice, her appearance has also changed recently, she is more heroic, she often changes back to her palace skirt and puts her hair up in a bun, and puts a few pearls on the high strands of black silk, which is considered as a princess's etiquette. .

She also became less and less like a princess, for which Gu Xinglang scolded her a lot, so she couldn't help but choke.Shen Ji was beside him when he choked several times, and the verbal war was about to burn him.

He avoided it, and gradually Chunfeng also disagreed with Gu Xinglang, and resigned after a disagreement.

Her delicacy, savagery, and unruliness disappeared in a visible manner.

So much so that Gu Xinglang no longer mentioned marriage, as if she could never get married and live in Linghua Palace forever.

"Shen Ji considered Wen Zhi before, but now he wants to come—"

When Ruan Xueyin started talking at night, she was startled before halfway through, "Was the Wen family okay at that time? Or did you not notice it? Or,"

Already aware of it, deliberately released the rumor that she wanted to marry Chunfeng, and watched the other party's reaction?
Gu Xinglang sat in front of the obsidian curtain and the mountains and rivers, staring at each stroke like a towering secret.

He didn't answer, it was the default.

Ruan Xueyin Fang Wu.So when Shen Ji came out later, he should only consider the risk of his duty, and then nodded in agreement.

It never really occurred to him to point Chunfeng to Wen Zhi.

"Wen Jia and Xin Wang, if you don't make arrangements, I don't see the reason at all. Up to now, there is still no. The only suspicious thing is that last year Xiaomo was shot by an arrow, but that arrow was shot by King Yong."

Gu Xinglang has recently become obsessed with these two artifacts, and firmly believes that the key point of Jizhao Pavilion is here. He doesn't bother to guess about endless summer and four seasons, and he seems to be in a state of tranquility when he comes back every night.

"Didn't you tell me when you came back from the prime minister's mansion that day, Ji Huan reminded you of the power of the gentry." He stared at the two black stones of exactly the same size, focusing on two purposes.

"He explained that he also reminded you on the stage."

Gu Xinglang scoffed lightly, "That's right, Daqi's noble family Ji is the leader, Chai, Xue, Tan, Wen, counting down every family, there are deafening dozens of people who have taken root in various places."

Too prosperous and easy to tie together, so the clan is also everywhere.

And if Xin Wang is worried or even dissatisfied with Gu Xinglang's current decision-making practices, and connects with the Wen family and even more noble families, such as his wife Tan Ying's mother's family, it will definitely cause chaos——

Even for the sake of the great cause of reunification, they will not move for the time being, and they will not be able to withstand the instigation and instigation of others, such as Jingting Song.

And this kind of conspiracy and inaction should have been strangled in the cradle.

This is what it means to warn others.

"Did you show your feet?" She shouldn't have asked more, but she was quite worried that there might be a big drama on Tianchang Festival this year.

"It's almost there. Today Ji Huan entered the palace and brought several movements. The Shangguan banquet was hindered by the Jingting song, so he didn't miss the rope. Just pull it up." He looked at the two dark-colored stone plates, Eyes darken,

"Fire, let me have some."

Jing Tingge also caught fire in his sleep.

Flames crawled from the beams of the house to the ground like snakes, and the warehouse door was locked tightly by herself. At this time, she couldn't open it if she wanted to escape, so she could only shout in a hurry.

Shangguan Yan tried to wake her up, but couldn't do it, and was afraid that she would hurt the baby in her womb by dancing wildly, so he could only grab two hands and softly comfort her.

Having nothing to coax, he found it difficult, so he started singing for a long time.

It is very gentle, like a northern folk song, and also like Cangwu slang.Jing Tingge gradually became quiet, her deeply frowning brows unfolded little by little, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes.

There are still tears in the eyes, which should be caused by crying from a nightmare; the whole person looks dazed, staring at the top of the tent for a long time before turning his head,
"What time is it?"

"When I first became ugly."

It wasn't the first time that she woke up a lot during the month of labor, and such questions and answers were routine.

She didn't say what dream she had, and Shangguanyan didn't ask about it, she got out of bed and wiped her sweat with a wet silk, then sat back in the tent and fanned the wind slowly with a round fan embroidered with lotus. "Go to sleep. I'm afraid it's hot."

The heat and the fetal movement in the abdomen made it a nightmare.Jing Tingge understood what he meant and obediently closed his eyes.For a long time, I only heard Xia Chong singing, and Shangguan Yan was also idle when he was awake, so he sang along, it was the same song just now, and suddenly he heard the song of Jing Ting and said:
"That's what your mother sang to you."

The Shangguan banquet stopped singing. "This is a Wei folk song, and the slang is also Cangwu dialect. So I never doubted that she was not born and raised in Cangwu."

"Ruan Xueyin told me that the teacher's sister, one of the only inheritances of the Cheng family in this generation, was raised in Yunshui Wang's family since she was a child, a wealthy daughter, and later became Princess An of the Bai Kingdom."

Shangguanyan's mother's surname is Jiang, from the Cangwu family, and the marriage was reported to the Imperial Palace.

"You think my mother and Wen Qi have a similar story to the Cheng sisters." Shangguan Yan leaned against the head of the bed, continuing to fan the wind with one hand.He questioned Wen Qi in Weinan in March, which was very close to this idea. 【1】

"Come here, let me take a look." Jing Tingge opened his eyes again.

Shangguan Yan didn't know why, so he approached according to his words.

"Come down, come closer."

Shangguan Yan then completely bent over, propped his elbows on her sides, facing each other directly, with a distance of not more than two inches.

"You have the same eyes as Shangguan Concubine. But neither of you have eyes like Shangguan Shuo."

Ruan Xueyin got this knowledge when she sealed Tingguan, but she didn't share it with Jingtingge. 【2】

"It's more like the story of the Cheng sisters." Shangguan Yan smiled.

Jing Tingge pushed his chest, "Get up."

Shangguan Yan returned to the sitting position just now, leaning against the head of the bed and still fanning her, "Go to sleep".

"I asked you before," Jing Tingge continued to look at the top of the tent, and the lights outside the curtain came in, "If you are so kind to my mother and son, whether it is to avenge my father at the last moment. I still want to ask now."

"It's because of this that you have nightmares every night?"

"I'm a wicked person. Although I haven't killed anyone with my own hands, I have caused the death of many people. I'm afraid that the retribution will be bad, and it will be on the child."

Xia Chong sang, somehow it had a bit of Cangwu flavor.Calculating that Jing Tingge's stay in Cangwu was no less than a few years longer than Shangguan Yan, the two felt this at the same time, speechless and listening to insects for a while.

"I don't think you are evil. At most, you are selfish and cruel. Selfishness and evil are two different things. Of course you are not kind. Shangguan Shuo," he paused, "whether his life should be blamed on you is very difficult." It's hard to say. I didn't regard you as an enemy, to be honest. I left home early, traveled alone, and experienced many human affairs. At this age, I can no longer look at problems in black and white. This world is originally gray."

These words would never have been uttered if summer nights were not short and this ones were long, and the two shared the same bed, and the world was silent.

Many rendezvous turns out to be just a coincidence.

Buddhists call it karma.

Jing Tingge only felt that every word was on the heart.

She thought it might not be because he said it well, it was very likely that he was sleepless and easy to break his heart late at night.

"I just dreamed about the warehouse where I slept when I was a child. It was dark, there were mice, I could hear squeaks at night, it was hot in summer and cold in winter, and I didn't get a good night's sleep until I left at the age of five."

"It's because of the fear of the dark."

"Yes, how about you?"

"There were some signs after my mother passed away. Later, I went out and wandered around, often causing troubles, and suffered a lot in the dark. After all, I was only a teenager, and I was frightened when I passed it. I always felt that I would die when I couldn't see things. "

As the days go by, the only thing to fear is darkness itself.

"You ask me why I treat you well, I don't think it's very kind. I have always been grateful to the women who stayed with me overnight, and I think I should repay them with consideration. Well—" He thought for a while, "I want to treat you Pay more attention to other people. Xu Yin is afraid of the dark."

Sympathy.

"You think I'm pitiful. Hateful and pathetic."

Shangguan Yan thought about it again, "I feel pity, so I pity you. It's not wrong."

Jing Tingge laughed at himself, "I don't know if I can come back with you after Tianlong Festival. But I will remember the days in Jiusi Lane. Thank you."

She hasn't thanked anyone yet.

"I will bring you back." Shangguan said after a long while, "You owe me Chunxiao, don't try to rely on it."

Jing Tingge burst out laughing. "Sing that song again. I want to sleep."

-Reminiscing about plums going down to Xizhou, folding plums and sending them to Jiangbei.The single shirt is apricot red, and the temples are the color of crows.

"I've heard this part before." Jing Tingge closed his eyes.

After the banquet, Shangguan seriously thought about where he had just sung, He Yunyi patted her arm slowly, and continued to sing softly:
The height of the building can't be seen, and the head of the railing is all day long.

There are twelve railings, and the hanging hands are as bright as jade.

The sky rises from the sky, and the sea water is empty and green.

The dream of sea water is long, the king is worried and I am also worried.

The south wind knows what I want, blowing dreams to Xizhou. 【3】

[1] 585 fraudulent pear
[2] 487 Crane Riding
【3】"Xizhou Song"

　"Xizhou Song" is a folk song of Yuefu in the Southern Dynasties. The whole poem is quite long, and there is no complete quotation here. If you are interested, you can search and read~~
　　
　
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