Aoyama

On the day of the imperial envoy's westward tour, it was the vernal equinox, and a piece of new grass looked like a green robe.Qi Hou agreed with the accompanying officials to meet in Wucheng at Chenshi and set off together.

A quarter earlier, Han Shui arrived in Wucheng in a carriage, and seeing the shadows of people on the gate tower, he asked Tianhao, "Why is there a smell of wine?"

Tianhao sent his subordinates to investigate and reported: "General Jin left the Yuetian Camp in Nantai City without permission, and he specially saw off Marquis Qi, and brought his wife and children along for a spring outing."

Han Shui smiled: "So that's the case." Tian Hao was a little surprised: "Xuan Yi is not upset?" Han Shui said: "You go up to the gatehouse to accompany me, I will be right below the city to pick up two friends."

The world is cute and the world is fair.Han Shui didn't tell Qi Lin that he was afraid that the journey would be boring, so he invited Dongqing and Meng Huai to accompany him.Qi Lin also didn't tell Han Shui that he was just a soldier, so he took the opportunity to ask his brother for a drink or two.

The generals sat cross-legged, reminiscing about their old love, and the singer Haitang fiddled with her pipa behind the bamboo curtain, still singing the song "Red Candle Girl".

Seeing that Tian Hao had arrived, Qi Lin smiled wryly and said, "Xuan Yi is probably going to blame me, let's meet again in a month." Jin Yu glanced under the city gate: "You know, the news of Xuan Yi's secret journey to the west has already been spread. to Nantai City."

Qi Lin didn't panic: "This matter can't be hidden from the beginning, it's just a name. Qi Hou patrols west, and the inspectors check it out. Someone who is smarter will say that it was Qi who took the opportunity to suppress Xiao's family, and if Xuan Yi visited the west , to visit Master, that is the restoration of the old party.”

Jin Yu smiled: "It's impossible to restore, you just want to take a look at his six years in Xiling Road." Qi Lin: "Brother Jin knows me." Jin Yu shook the wine in his glass: "It's about the two of you going to court every five times. , has also spread to Nantai City."

Tian Hao stood beside him silently, and endured several rounds of fine wine until Qi Lin finally called out: "Where is Xuan Yi?" Tian Hao pointed to the city.

At the end of the grass, a fine horse came galloping, and immediately carried two people.Dongqing grabbed the reins, jumped off the horse first, and then helped Meng Huai land safely.

Han Shui walked to the suspension bridge to greet him. He didn't feel sentimental in his heart, but felt relieved: "Just leave the horse to the attendant, and we will take the carriage."

The three people's eyes met, and their expressions were not very clear, both euphemistic and reserved.Meng Huai bowed his head, stood in a regular posture, and put both hands together: "Meng Huai, a grassroots..." Han Shui pulled him back, and said with a smile: "Bi Shu."

Since Shi Mo left, Han Shui has not seen Bi Shu again, because of his cough, there is a gap between them.

Dongqing stood like a stone, and squeezed out: "Xuan Yi." Han Shui ignored it, and only said to Meng Huai, "That time, I really suffered from a cough. Later, I heard that you also met Master Shi, so I didn't Ask again."

Meng Huai's eyes warmed up: "I don't care too much, I just think you are a master after all." Han Shui said: "Do you still remember what I said by the Mingluan River, the dead leaves live together in the ditch." Meng Huai smiled lightly : "What did you know at that time?" Han Shui: "I remember until now."

Dongqing is like a stick in her throat: "Xuanyi."

Han Shui still didn't pay attention, and only ordered the attendant to come over and take away the coarse cloth package they were carrying: "Get ready to go, you are my friends, you don't need to see Marquis Qi."

Entering the city gate, Dongqing called Han Shui to stop again.Han Shui finally stopped: "I invite you to go with me, just to let the world see that although Xuan Yi failed to restore the old party, he still remembers it, so that the brothers in the film department will not have a miserable life in the future." Holly was speechless and saluted.

After the song "Red Candle Girl" was sung, the lingering sound lingered.

Qi Lin frowned as he watched Han Shui lead the old man into the city slowly.Jin Yu laughed: "To tell the truth, just relying on that coercive order to save the beauty, Jin respects Brother Dongqing as a man."

Qi Lin thought for a while, filled up a glass of wine, put it in front of Tianhao, and said sincerely, "I'll ask you something." Tianhao: "You can't drink alcohol in humble positions." Qi Lin asked: "Once upon a time in the film department, Mr. Han Do you have a better time with Big Brother Dongqing?"

Tian Hao was embarrassed: "What, easy?" Qi Lin: "It's what you saw in the Hou's mansion that night, so, easy?" Tian Hao blushed in embarrassment: "No, Mr. Han is not that kind of person." Qi Lin smile.

Spring is everywhere, and at the hour of the hour, a carriage unfurls the golden flag, and goes west out of the official road of Wucheng, gradually farther away from the green distant scenery.

Zhaoyin Qizhen is in charge of Lin'an, and Zuo Cheng Lin Yun is in charge of the state affairs. Even if there is one less popular person in the palace, with Yunmeng's current official system, it won't matter for a month or two.

Han Shui lay in the chestnut soft velvet, rubbing the white jade pendant in his hand.Qi Lin let him rest on his lap, and read one by one the documents piled in the bamboo basket next to him.

Passing Jizhong Road, Han Shui rubbed his eyes and leaned out the window.Without moving his eyes, Qi Lin said, "That's Linzhou. There is a red date cake in Qiyuan County that tastes good. Do you want to try it?"

With the warm wind touching his face, Han Shui took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "When I passed by here, the owner of the government porridge shop asked me to carry the grain bag. I said I couldn't carry it, but he said, hey, let's try." Lifted up hand, compared to his waist: "That grain bag is so high."

Qi Lin smiled warmly, put down the Chinese book in his hand, and put down the car curtain: "It's the fault of the master, who caused you to embark on this road of no return."

The light passed through the curtain and reflected on Han Shui's jade face. His skin was crystal clear and flawless, like a jade carving, which made people desire again and again.Qi Lin: "Qingyan, this Marquis..."

Han Shui trembled: "Don't stay here, dirty the fleece." First, he was kissed on the lips, and then the thin lake blue spring shirt was loosened from his chest, and the spring light poured into the room.

"The carriage is too bumpy, don't..." There was a purple halo in the cabin, Han Shui blushed, and lay on Qi Lin's shoulder, letting the restless hand grab the essence from under him.

Qi Lin kissed his jade neck, and asked softly: "In those years, did you think I was cruel?" Han Shui shook his head: "I would rather."

Qi Lin sighed, and the palms of his hands became more and more gentle and careful: "I shouldn't drive you away. Once you leave, let alone redeeming you, you won't even give me a chance to protect you."...

Half a month later, the group arrived in Yunzhou, Xiling Road.The state official's surname is neither Xiao nor Lin. He is a foreigner, and he was transferred to Lin'an urgently to take advantage of several years of political achievements.

Qi Lin got out of the carriage at the gate of Xilin City, with an imperial envoy's gold order on his waist, and was kowtowed by several state officials.Then a group of people went to the posthouse of the state capital. What they saw along the way was not only the amazing scene at the gate of the city, but also the streets, shops and pavilions in the city, all of which seemed to have been washed.

Han Shui, Dongqing, and Meng Huai, together with more than a dozen other followers, followed behind Qihou in a pretentious manner, accompanied by a small official from the state government in green shirts.

A tour of the west, so many old things.Han Shui couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "More than ten years ago, Xilin City was a geomantic treasure land that people all over the world rushed to move into." Dongqing nodded: "Now it seems that the prosperity remains the same as before."

Therefore, it is three thousand miles away from Lin'an, and there is a gap of years, so even if Han Shui didn't wear a mask, no one would recognize his identity.Or maybe, no one dares to admit it.

The jokes are like this, and Haruto is in harmony.As far as the main street of the post house, everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw thousands of banners embroidered with the patterns of gods and beasts fluttering between the towers.

Qi Lin stopped and patted the state official on the shoulder: "My lord, is this embroidered unicorn?" The state official smiled and said: "The common people admire the prestige of Marquis Qi, not the officials."

Qi Lin smiled and said: "My lord, I misunderstood, the name Qi has nothing to do with the divine beast Qilin." The state official was embarrassed.Qi Lin: "Besides, the people admire the emperor's kindness, how can it be said that it is Qi's prestige?"

The entourage immediately picked up the pen, dipped it in ink nearby, and recorded it in the book, causing people around to squeeze in to join in the fun.

Han Shui talked chatteringly: "People in the western region recognize the Xiao family, but not the Qi family. If this state official is not transferred, it will be difficult to do things in the future." Dongqing said: "It is better to be ambitious and dare to fight than to do nothing." Han Shui Nodding, laughing at himself again.

Originally, according to the intention of the state official, everyone went to Fangze Garden to have a private banquet first, but Han Shui wanted to take a bath and abstain from food in order to go to Yinyue Street to visit his teacher tomorrow, so Qi Lin declined the state official.

Entering the museum, the furnishings of the post are in accordance with the first-class regulations of the dynasty, there is nothing wrong with it, but all the valuable utensils are in pairs, and there are also a few strange landscape paintings of Chu Yin.When the little official entertained him, he said that a hermit has no reputation as a loyal and sycophant.

Waiting for others to settle down, Qi Lin touched the painting and said: "The state officials know you are coming, but they don't say anything on the surface, but they are very considerate in private." Han Shui held the white jade pendant tightly, feeling sad.

This is a great spectacle of courtiers dealing with affairs during the Tianqi period: they are obviously colleagues, and when they mention the word Han Shui, they avoid it, and when they mention the word Xuan Yi, they flatter in every possible way.

Who knows, the new emperor's ascension to the throne, Yuetianying's rise to power, and Lin Zuocheng's rise to power, everything has been stepped on the heads of the Korean Party and the film department, which is bloody. To please Xuan Yi is tantamount to seeking death.

The next day, Yinyue Street, Chunhe Jingming.

Han Shui, Qi Lin, Dongqing, and Meng Huai put on cotton clothes, visited privately, and finally got to see the original appearance of the city.

A piece of paving, covered with red tassels, the beautiful lady in plain clothes held a round fan, and her voice was clear and crisp, dancing in the silver bells and red rain.Meng Huai stopped, took a fragrant tassel, and sniffed it: "It's cloves and osmanthus twigs." Dongqing stepped forward to ask the price, and suddenly froze in place.

Jiao Niang smiled and said: "Mr. Han in Sumufang is ill. This poem was written when he was in a state of confusion. Although it is not smooth and elegant, it can pray for blessings." Han Shui looked at the familiar alley in front of the street: "Read and listen." Jiao Niang covered her sleeves: "Little girl has no talent."

Once served as a servant of sex, the world is cold and drunk.

Wait for the west wind, and wait for the warm sun.

At that time, several men from Sumu Music Square got the news and came to greet them, and saluted several visitors from Lin'an in the crowd filled with cigarettes.Han Shui smiled, and called himself by his old name: "Mr. Han came back to visit Master, please lead the way."

Han Shui was in a complicated mood, so he didn't ask others what they meant, and walked straight forward.What he was most worried about was nothing but Gong Ming.Dongqing and Meng Huai were hesitating, but Qi Lin resolutely followed.

There is no gentleman in the sumu music hall, only colorful yarns are flying in the courtyard, and an ancient silver qin is empty.Le Tong said: "The young master plays a piece first, and the workshop will make its own judgment." Han Shuian quietly walked to the piano and sat down, taking a deep breath.

Seeing that the people around him were all dressed in cotton and linen, Qi Lin looked very serious, so he swallowed the phrase "Red Candle Girl" in his heart, and said, "Qing Yan, play it, I won't fall asleep." Han Shui's lips curled up slightly: " You don't understand either."

A song "Traveling Back to the Water", three journeys in the world, the first journey, looking at flowers in the mist, looking for wealth;

Then, a crisp bell sounded from the attic.Han Shui and Qi Lin went upstairs, and finally saw the face of Lushan again.Sitting on a wooden chair, Mr. Han Yu has silver hair loose and a crane bone, just like a person outside the world.

Han Shui was stunned for a moment, smiled faintly, knelt down and kowtowed: "The evil Han Shui, please forgive Master." Han Yu's eyes were clouded, and it was hard to see, but his laughter was still hearty: "Water is impermanent, know the changes and plan the way." , I am happy for the teacher."

Han Shui poured back tears, and just about to speak, Han Yu sniffed the air: "Is that person here too? Let you, the one who peeled the skin and let the blood out, and went out on his own."

Qi Lin: "I'm here." After answering, he also knelt down in front of Mr.Han Yu touched his eyebrows and sighed: "The Qi family has been upright for a century, but your descendants are not only rebellious and unruly, but also coquettish and vulgar. How can you be worthy of Han Shui."

Qi Lin frowned: "Ah?" Han Yu smiled slightly: "That's all, it's okay, it's fair to be able to bend and stretch, and to keep the community in mind." But Han Shui saw that Master had other secrets.

In the simple wooden house, Le Tong used the ancient method to make tea. First, he ground the tea cakes, then boiled water, and after three boils, poured them evenly into four pottery bowls.Han Shui and Qi Lin took their seats, and talked about their love with Han Yu.

Han Yu propped himself up, trembling a little, but he didn't want to help him. He just called Le Tong to call someone, and asked, "After so many years, do you know the origin of the name of Sumu Lefang?" Han Shui was startled.

A familiar sound of footsteps came from downstairs, and the door was opened lightly. The man in black shadow suit first bowed to Mr. Han Yu, then paused for a moment, and bowed to greet the guest.

Han Shui clenched the tea bowl tightly in his hand: "Su Mu."

Le Tong served the cup, and Han Yu drank tea: "There is no right or wrong in this world, and power struggles are hard to distinguish between elegance and vulgarity. Speaking of these, my teacher is just a countryman who can only teach piano."

Han Shui got up quickly: "Don't dare." Su Mu went to the wooden table without making a sound, fetched a comb, stood behind his husband, and carefully combed his silver hair.

Han Yudao: "In the past, Fang Tuo made a mess of government, persecuted capable ministers, and countless ministers fled westward..." On the way, Mr. Han lost all his relatives, and met Su Mu alone, and they became father and son.

The father and son rushed to Yunzhou, Xiling Road. The state officials were afraid of getting into trouble, so they refused to open the city gate. In desperation, the young Princess Qingyang begged the Xiao family for accommodation, and personally cut the rope of the suspension bridge with a dagger. Saved this group of people.

It's for the grace of saving lives.

Later, Mr. Han opened a music workshop on Yinyue Street, and Su Mu set up a shadow pavilion in Nanshan to train shadow guards. The two concealed their relationship and only remembered one name.

Su Mu stopped the wooden comb in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Han Shui, and said: "In order to put down the chaos in Yunmeng Mountains and Rivers, there must be someone who can act for the late emperor. This person should be me."

Hearing this, Qi Lin threw down the tea bowl and took a deep breath: "Then why is Qingyan?" Han Shui held him down, and said in a low voice, "You go out first."

Qi Lin flung it away, his sleeves trembling: "Why him?" Su Mu's expression was complicated: "One is recommended by Lin Yun, the other is appreciated by the princess, and the third..."

Han Shui smiled knowingly, and said to Qi Lin, "No one bullied me, Qi Lin, I was the one who poured three barrels of well water myself, and then asked Master to arrange for me to meet the late Emperor."

He finally understood why Su Mu and Dongqing, although they had always been loyal to him, firmly stood by the late emperor at the last moment.

Not utility, but loyalty.

Not a conspiracy, but a frankness.

Of the four bowls of tea, only Mr. Han Yu drank it all.After several people calmed down, Han Shui said with full respect, "What instructions does Master have?"

Han Yu let out a long sigh: "Success or failure, honor and disgrace are all gone, you have a long way to go, just hope you are safe." After Mr. Su Mu combed his hair, he ordered Le Tong to pass a note to Han Shui.

Six characters in the first letter: Sijifang "Painting Jiangshan"

The author has something to say:

Shouldn't I be spoiling ahead?

Everyone has their own aspirations, there are no bad guys, and each of them will start a new journey~

Together with Master Han and General Qi, thank the little angel for accompanying me all the way~

The next book "The Story of the King" is an ancient prose, the king accepts it, and the beauty is the attack. The details are still undecided. Welcome to the little angel to pre-order~