Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

Chapter 182 What is Carefree——The Great Cause of Fu Yan

Leigu Mountain.

In the plum garden of the deaf-mute gate.

The snowflakes are fluttering, the plum fragrance is tangy, the snow has not yet melted last night, and the cold fragrance hits people. As for the head of the Xiaoyao faction, she has been awake all night, and she has been meditating here for a long time, thinking about how to break the chess game.

But this way of breaking the game is somewhat unexpected——

"Disaster."

She lowered her head and sniffed the fragrance of plum blossoms, looked up at the dawn of dawn, her clear pupils looked like a lake with morning mist, reflecting the snow-colored mountain and the several-colored pavilions on the top of the mountain, alone in the world, cold Depending on the ups and downs.

In fact, looking from her, one can only vaguely see four bulges on the shadow of the distant mountain, but she has been there, and now everything here belongs to her, so, if you look at it from a distance, look closely There is no difference.

who is she?

She is Wang Yuyan.

The clouds and smoke are long, the green flowers are shaking, the frost is more colorful, and the snow is still clear.

Standing in the snow, she is like a beautiful Song Ci flower, untainted by the world.

Wang Yuyan was gently and carefully holding the plum blossoms, leaning over to sniff lightly, but when she looked behind the mountain, the hand holding the flowers suddenly clenched tightly, crushing and crushing the plum blossoms.

In the past few days, she has been thinking about the old days: riding an orchid boat, wading from the depths of lotus root flowers, watching the clear water and sky with her cousin, and the waning moon like a hook.

But now my cousin is busy winning people's hearts, immersed in the joy of power, and keeps her at a respectful distance.

She used to love this person very much. At that time, she liked to play the piano on the lake below the mountain, and he listened quietly with a smile. However, the beautiful scenery in the past has become her precious chess game, and she has already figured out a way to break the game.

"Disaster!"

She repeated it again with a low smile, kneading her fingers, two tears seemed to splash out from the corners of her eyes, and fell into the snow without any trace.

"Young Master Zhao, you are right." Wang Yuyan turned her head suddenly, "Love in this world is sometimes as solid as a rock, and as numerous as floating clouds, so don't worry about it."

It turned out that there was another person behind her.

This person has a good-looking face, which is easy to come out of the world, and the whole person has a special temperament, unrestrained and lonely.

This person, like Murong Fu, wants to climb up. Although he has reached a very high position, he never stops.

The man looked up at the undulating mountains over there, and seemed to comfort him: "Miss Wang, you don't need to be entangled in the momentary state of mind. Perhaps the hard-to-untie knots in your heart will be solved in the future."

Silence for a while.

"How does Mr. Zhao feel in his current position?"

Wang Yuyan's melodious voice sounded beside her, and she was no longer as depressed as before.

Ning Xiu smiled, frowned and thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows and smiled again. "This question seems to have been asked to others a long time ago."

Wang Yuyan's eyelashes trembled, "Oh", she asked curiously, "Then how did he answer?"

Ning Xiu smiled softly, and he said: "His answer is not very good, it's too high, too steep, and too cold. It's actually not difficult to sit on, but it's difficult to sit securely and comfortably. There are too many people watching below, if you don’t pay attention, you will be overturned, and you will never recover.”

"However, when looking at things from a high place, you can always see things more thoroughly. Moreover, some scenery is destined to be seen only by one person, and the high place is extremely cold."

The mountain wind is bitter.

Ningxiu faced the wind.

The sleeves of the clothes are fluttering, like clouds flying, and the hair is flamboyantly curly, like a dragon and a snake dancing.

It is said that it is difficult to find perfection in life, one must learn to shake hands with fate and make peace, but martial arts cultivation, status and status have reached the point of Ningxiu, and it is already a boat against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat. Pass.

As for Wang Yuyan, who is still young, she is naturally obsessed with love in her heart. Being the head of the Xiaoyao School is already a rare opportunity in the world. She is so entangled because she wants to make a break with the past.

As if feeling Ning Xiu's lofty ambition, Wang Yuyan seemed to see someone's shadow in him.

His appearance is the best choice, a young man from the south of the Yangtze River with a dragon and a phoenix, his figure is matched with the lake blue clothes, like clear water ripples, fluttering like microwave waves, the green mountains and clear waters that I want are all in the sleeves of that man .

She smiled with relief: "Mr. Zhao is indeed right. Many people in the world are desperate for power and status. As a woman, Yu Yan has become the head of the Xiaoyao School. Countless people like this can't ask for it. If I Wouldn’t it be pretentious to say something that doesn’t mean it.”

On the way to Leigu Mountain following her cousin Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan had seen numerous dangers, but only when someone protected her was she able to survive without any danger.

But others are just others after all, even his cousin Murong Fu, there will be a day when he will be unable to protect himself, but now that he has strength, he is the best.

As for the love between men and women, she has faded a lot now.

Just like what Ning Xiu said, some scenery can only be seen by one person. Since my cousin wants to climb to the top step by step, there is only so much she can do.

Looking at the world, who can experience the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, like Wang Yuyan, from ignorance of the world to going through the ups and downs, trying to see through a lot of things, not to mention a thorough understanding, the state of mind will also change a lot, and Wang Yuyan is currently in this kind of change.

"It's best for Miss Wang to think like this." Ning Xiu hesitated for a moment, then met Wang Yuyan's eyes, as if seeing his own shadow in it, and then said softly: "After all, in this world, only with martial arts can you protect yourself , and seek other things, if brother Murong has the heart, he will understand Miss Wang's intention."

"good."

Her body is petite, but she is by no means skinny, on the contrary, she is slightly plump, with bumps and bumps. When she smiled at this moment, Ning Xiu saw an indescribable scenery in her eyes, as white as the moon, as delicate as frost.

But he looked away again.

"Why doesn't Mr. Zhao dare to look at me?" Why doesn't my cousin dare to look at me?

Her voice was incomparably soft, lingering in Ning Xiu's ears, like a lover rubbing each other's ears, talking sweetly.

Ning Xiu also looked at her, and the two of them looked at each other, less than half a foot apart, so close that they could even feel each other's breath, a light fragrance like orchid and musk emanated from this woman's body, unique Very.

But he didn't speak, just pressed his body forward, smiling as if he wanted to close the half-foot distance, but this time, it was a bit beyond his expectation. She didn't dodge or dodge, not only did she not dodge, she even stuck to it.

But Ning Xiu didn't take the next step, turned his head and smiled lightly: "Miss Wang is as pure as ice, how dare she defile her."

Although Wang Yuyan is beautiful, but he has a greater desire in his heart, it is unnecessary to get close for no reason, not to mention that this is the temptation of a wise man, and the indulgence of a frustrated woman.

"The rumors outside are really not credible. It is said that Mr. Zhao is romantic, but now it is fake, and it can't be true. It's a little girl, it's really Meng Lang."

Ning Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face, and turned his back to Wang Yuyan and said, "Miss Wang, true and false in this world are all rumors of one family. There is no such way to seek happiness."

There are many ways to not love someone, one of which is to fall in love with another person, but this method is too radical, just like Ning Xiu knew that to break the Zhenlong chess game, you need to die and then live, and you must commit suicide before you can break Open the clouds and see the blue sky, but it is absolutely impossible to untie Zhenlong just by abandoning his son, and he will even lose everything and lose everything.

When a plum blossom fell, Wang Yuyan stretched out her hand to catch it. She seemed to be relieved, but a little complicated.

"Besides, the feelings in the world are not limited to the love between men and women, but also family affection."

And Ning Xiu looked at her, and suddenly remembered the words Li Qiushui said in the Western Xia Palace that day——

"This hero, my daughter Qingluo was born to my senior brother and married to the Wang family in Suzhou. Since you know her, can you..." She shook her head suddenly and sighed: "No need, she doesn't know Is her mother still living in the world at this moment, everyone can't control their own affairs... My mother is doing something wrong, why should she know my life and death..."

After speaking, Li Qiushui burst into tears unknowingly.

The world is full of hardships, even the empress dowager Xixia, who is so high and used to playing tricks, will cry because of her negligence of duty to her children. It can be seen that she is sincere. Ning Xiu originally thought that Li Qiushui was a big villain, and her heart softened after hearing these words down.

Later, he promised Li Qiushui to hand over the letter she wrote to her daughter or granddaughter.

After reading this, Ning Xiu took out the letter Li Qiushui wrote to his daughter from his bosom and handed it to Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang, this letter is written by your grandmother to you and your mother. If you are free, why don't you take it with you?" Mother is going to Xixia."

Wang Yuyan took the letter and said, "I will."

Ning Xiu shook his head.

"Why does Miss Wang always sigh? There are so many things to worry about. People get old easily. I still like the way you smile these days."

Seeing Wang Yuyan's smile, Ning Xiu said to her again: "Miss Wang, there is no end of time, take good care of yourself."

Wang Yuyan was about to answer, but the man drifted away without a trace.

...

many years later.

Suzhou.

The mist like light smoke pervades the lake surface, showing the vastness of mist, sometimes as thin as a veil, sometimes as thick as a haze, the scene is like a dream, making people feel as if they have entered a fairyland and are intoxicated.

Looking up, the continuous mountains are flickering in the mist, and the thick white clouds form a piece in the sky, floating in the mountains, like rolling white waves, surging and magnificent.

This is the beauty of Gusu, as well as the beauty of Yanziwu and Mantuo Villa.

But in the blink of an eye, night had already fallen. Wang Yuyan walked all the way from Mantuo Mountain Villa to Yanziwu with a candle in her hand. When she stepped into her cousin's study, he was frowning, unaware of the differences in the same package and the turmoil. talking about something.

Spread out on the desk is a map of mountains and rivers, which depicts the Central Plains, Dali, Xixia, Khitan...

It was late at night, Murong Fu looked at the map on the table and sighed leisurely: "It is impossible to restore the country, and I don't want to return to the country in this life."

That tone is very much like a certain leader.

Bao BuTong at the side echoed, "That's right, Fu Yan is not as important as Fu Yan."

"Third brother!"

Murong Fu and Feng Boxie at the side glanced at him, he immediately slapped himself with a smile: "Look at what I'm talking nonsense about."

"You, you..." Feng Bo'e shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he walked to Murong Fu's side, turned his head and saw Wang Yuyan coming.

So he patted Murong Fu on the side and said: "My lord, madam is here."

She walked in with a smile protecting the candlelight, her eyes were only looking at him from the beginning to the end: "Cousin."

Murong Fu is full of Wang Yuyan in the rest of his life, but now that there are other people present, he can't say those sweet words, so he just said: "Go to sleep first, I will watch first and then sleep."

Hearing this, Wang Yuyan put the candle aside and said in a warm voice, "I heard from the doctor before that staying up late is not good for the kidneys."

"Yuyan..."

"Madam, let's go first."

Feng Bo'e and Bao BuTong looked at each other, smiled knowingly and left.

"Ma'am, there are certain things that cannot be said indiscriminately."

Murong Fu looked at the map, but his heart was very confused: "Is she questioning me?" "She dares to question me."

With a lot of thoughts, Murong Fu thought to himself: What else can my daughter-in-law do besides pampering her.

So he said, "Okay, let's go to rest."

"En." Wang Yuyan held up the candlestick again, smiling like a flower.

In the early morning of a certain day, the rain subsided a little, and although the sky was still gloomy, the light was brighter anyway.

Murong Fu woke up early, he half sat up, and looked fascinated at his wife Wang Yuyan, who was curled up slightly beside him, half sideways, her long black hair spread out like a feather fan, like a wisp of ink dizzy in the water, gentle and tender. wrapped around the slender body. Murong Fu stared at it for a long time, and when his vision and consciousness gradually cleared up, he bent down and kissed Wang Yuyan's forehead lightly.

"Morning, Yuyan." Murong Fu said to himself in a very small voice.

After both of them got up and washed, in the garden, Wang Yuyan pulled Murong Fu and said coquettishly, "Cousin, can you take me out to play?"

Murong Fu looked at her dotingly, suddenly remembered that he made a fool of himself in front of Bao BuTong and Feng BaoE last night, so he glanced at him and said leisurely: "It's ok, first call your husband to listen."

"I really can't do anything about you, my husband~" Wang Yuyan shrugged lightly, although she complained on the surface, she was sweet in her heart.

"Okay, then I will take you to Shaolin tomorrow."

After the two discussed it, Murong Fu asked the four great ministers to prepare the things that day, but at this moment Deng Baichuan said: "My lord, I found out that Mr. Duan from Dali is going to Shaolin soon."

"He... at most, he's just giving me some trouble."

The Young Master Duan he was talking about was Duan Yu of the Dali Duan Clan, the eldest son of the current Dali Emperor, although his martial arts is not outstanding, but his family background is prominent, and for some reason he is very interested in Wang Yuyan, which made Murong Fu very displeased.

After resting in an inn in Luoyang, Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan had just left the door arm in arm when they saw Duan Yu cheerfully riding a black rose and got off his horse immediately upon seeing Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang!"

Wang Yuyan saw her cousin's expression changing a few times, lowered her eyes and replied in embarrassment: "Mr. Duan, you are here too."

But the next moment——

Murong Fu walked up to Wang Yuyan, clapping a folding fan in his hand, "Mr. Duan, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to still call Miss Wang, after all Yuyan has married me."

Duan Yu smirked and patted his head: "Look at my bad memory..." As he spoke, his gaze would stop at Wang Yuyan from time to time, "By the way, where are you going?"

Murong Fu turned around and walked to Wang Yuyan's side, and said calmly, "I will accompany my wife wherever she wants to go."

But he still underestimated his jealousy.

"cousin."

In the evening, Wang Yuyan boiled ginseng soup, but Murong Fu was still jealous, how could he drink it.

Seeing that her cousin was still jealous, Wang Yuyan put down the ginseng soup and said angrily, "Aren't you naive, you're still angry."

"..."

"Mr. Duan doesn't like me, and I don't like him either... Oh, do you smell a strong sour smell in this room?"

Hearing this, Murong Fu turned around angrily and walked away, "I'm nicknamed Gusu Murong Vinegar, don't you know?"

"Cousin, cousin, don't be angry."

Wang Yuyan chased her out with a smile, his husband, after marrying her for so long, still looks like a child.

"I don't think I should have said this, and it will take a long time to coax me." She was quite helpless.

This is the content of the original drama. It is exactly the same as the one I watched when I was a child. In the end, Fuyan got married, gave birth to many children, and opened a Yanziwu Kindergarten. The kindergarten does not charge tuition fees, bilingual teaching, nutritious lunch, school bus pick-up, taught by Wang Yuyan Chinese, Murong Fu teaches physical education, and the teachers are also very good!