I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

The tender grass of Dongshan breaks the ground, and the flowers are everywhere.

Nanshan is lush with green trees and lotuses come out of the water.

The red maple leaves in Xishan are swaying, and the falling trees are rustling.

Beishan plum blooms on the branches, and the rime hangs.

Such coexistence of four seasons is enough to shock anyone in the world, but Shui Jing only glanced at it indifferently, then sat on the ground in the water pavilion in the middle of the lake, leaned against the wooden house and raised his head slightly, looking at the sky thousands of miles away.

There is only Shui Jing alone in the mountain, and there is no noise in the market, the sound of cars, horses and people.The surroundings are completely silent, as quiet as if it is just a quiet scene in a painting.

Amidst the wild panic, Shui Jing's mood finally gradually calmed down a bit, and he was finally able to free up his mind to think carefully about the whole story.

It's not hard to understand why Xie Wudong was angry, and Shui Jing didn't feel wronged.

It was not his intention to leave the new law in the Luan Palace, but it was indeed due to his negligence, and the responsibility cannot be shirked.

As for the lord's claim of being ill, even though Shui Jing did not want Xie Wuyi to worry about it out of good intentions, a lie is a lie, and it is not wrong for Xie Wuyi to accuse him of "deception".

For this matter, Shui Jing has no regrets.

Even if he was asked to go back to the original Anyuguan and make a new choice, he would still choose to hide the fact that the king's fake illness was from Xie Wuyi.

Shui Jing looked back at the lake, and sighed softly.

Shui Jing has no complaints about Xie Wuyi driving him away, but it is also because of no complaints that she feels powerless.

Misunderstandings can be explained, grievances can be defended, but when all the blame is true, Shui Jing can only admit it without saying a word, and then chew the bitter fruit by himself, swallowing it into his throat.

He couldn't blame others, let alone vent his anger on that glass of sake, although he knew that if he hadn't drank the wine that night, maybe he wouldn't have the depression and torment at the moment.

Shui Jing closed his eyes, opened them again, closed them again after a long time, and opened them again.

At this moment, he suddenly envied the midnight in the world, envied those who were able to sleep in their dreams.

The time is so difficult, if he can also sleep soundly, can he also temporarily forget all his worries like ordinary people?

Shui Jing sat in front of the house for an unknown amount of time, several rounds of sunsets and moonrises, and several rounds of suns up to Dongshan, without any fatigue and sleepiness, and the depression in her heart did not diminish.

He couldn't help being a little confused.

He spent most of the previous thousand years alone like this, but when had he ever had such a difficult moment?How did those days when there was no country of Yu, no solution, no shift?Why can't we live now?

Thinking about it, Shui Jing stood up and entered the room, sat down among the piles of books, took out a book at random, and wanted to see what he had done when he was alone in the past.

He opened the booklet at random, only to see a line of poetry that he had copied in the world on that page:

I live in Nanhai, the king of Beihai.

Shui Jing was stunned, when he transcribed it, he didn't feel any emotion at first, he just jotted it down, but now he thinks it has something to say and a lot of meaning.

Shui Jing blinked, closed the booklet and put it on the ground, reached out and took the other book and flipped through a page. This time, instead of seeing the poem, he saw a story:

There is a mountain named "Du" in Nanyang of the Shuo Kingdom, where there are many beautiful people and outstanding people... It is a day when the plague is rampant and rampant, but only the foot of the mountain is spared... The first jade vein was excavated, and the red and white jade tribute was sent to Shuodu...

Shui Jing couldn't help thinking of the white jade card in his hand on New Year's Eve, and of hanging the jade card by the door.

I don't know if Xie Wuyi got it, if he got it, would he like it?

Thinking about it, he probably would, after all, the four characters "Hai Yan He Qing" on the jade card had always been Xie Wuyi's wish. I like it very much, right?

So, where would he put the jade tablet?Is it kept in the bedroom, or hung on the waist?If it is hung on the waist, it can only be hung on the right side, because there is already a bone sword on the left side, and it must be inconvenient to hang the two together...

Shui Jing thought about it, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that she had lost her mind for a long time.

He couldn't help but sighed wryly, put down the booklet and took another one.

As soon as I got this book, Shui Jing found that it had a different feel from the other booklets. It was uneven, obviously soaked in water.

Without even thinking about it, Shui Jing already knew that this booklet was the one that he carried with him when he drove away sharks at sea. Of course, he didn't need to read what was written in it. Flying and falling like snowflakes, drifting across my heart.

Before he put the book down, he saw a piece of white silk slipping from the book, Shui Jing was stunned for a moment, then reached out to pick it up and put it back in the book.

It was the music score of "The Period of Return", and Shui Jing knew it without looking closely.

After putting down the booklet, Shui Jing didn't continue to pick and choose. He leaned back on the pile of books and looked at the roof quietly.

But in just four years.

The hundreds of four years that I have experienced in the past are so fleeting, passing by without a trace, but these four years have quietly left so many traces, which are indelible and can be seen everywhere.

Shui Jing closed her eyes, raised her hand and took out the "Thousand Scenes of the Yu State" from her arms, sat up and opened it gently.

The poem on the title page and the painting on the inside page, every stroke seems to be outlined in Shui Jing's heart.He walked slowly through every corner of Yu Country as if following Xie Wuyi's footsteps, and saw the people's livelihood in Yu Country through Xie Wuyi's eyes.

When he saw the places he had visited with Xie Wuyi, remembered the scenes that happened in those corners, and remembered Xie Wuyi's words and smiles, his heart seemed to be slowly soaked by warm water, and when he realized these It's all a thing of the past, and the warm water will become bitingly cold.

He indulged in the memories of the past over and over again to draw comfort, and then felt the pain of parting more deeply than before when he withdrew.

The word "thousand views" is not an exaggeration. There are no more, no less, a thousand views in this album.

Shui Jing will be in a daze for a long time after watching it, and then continue to read after he regains his senses. When he finally turns over the last page, he does not know how many days and nights have passed.

Closing the album, Shui Jing finally felt a little tiredness, not physically tired, but the tiredness deep in his heart repeatedly occupied by two extreme emotions alternately.

There is also a trace of irresistible loss in this tiredness. He feels like a kite. From the initial free and unrestrained life to being led by a silk thread, and now that the thread is suddenly cut off, it seems to have recovered. Freedom, but because of this sudden freedom, I feel unreliable and crumbling.

Shui Jing got up and lifted the curtain, went outside, and walked slowly along the lake.

The green willows in Dongshan are like Yingmei's eyebrows, the lotuses in Xishan are like dimples, the red maple in Nanshan is like crimson lips, and the plum blossoms in Beishan are like long eyelashes.

Mountains are not like mountains, and water is not like water.

Obviously there is no shadow of him anywhere, but it seems like his shadow is everywhere.

When Shuijing was walking along the lake, the carp followed his footsteps in the lake close to the water surface. When the Shuijing circled around and returned to the starting point, the carp suddenly jumped up, and the moment it entered the water, the carp slapped its tail violently. , all the splashed water splashed on Shui Jing's cheeks.

This splash of cold water was like a slap in the face, instantly dispelling Shui Jing's muddleheadedness from the past few days.

At this moment, he suddenly realized clearly what the emotion that had been lingering in his heart was for a long time.

Acacia.

When these two words appeared in his mind, Shui Jing showed a smile of relief that he hadn't seen for a long time.

I don't know lovesickness in my life.

If you know about lovesickness, you will hurt lovesickness.

At this moment, he finally understood why Fenghuaxueyue could always appear so affectionate in the writings of literati in the world, even though he had no intention of doing so.

Because lovesickness is invisible, but it can always attach to everything in the world, making people see that mountains are not mountains, and water is not water.

Shui Jing didn't know how to resolve the lovesickness, he only knew that he didn't want to stay in the Four Seasons Mountain anymore, he desperately wanted to return to Yudu, and wanted to see Jie Wuyi.

If Xie Wuyi needs time to dispel his anger, then wait for him for three to five years or ten or 20 years. If Xie Wuyi can't let go of forgiveness in this life, then simply keep guarding him in secret and help him govern the country. He shared his worries, protected him comprehensively, and fulfilled his wishes.

Even if you can only watch from afar silently.

Even if it's just drinking poison to quench thirst.

As long as I can see him, everything is fine.

It was as if a raging fire had ignited in Shui Jing's heart, spreading like a prairie fire.

He fished out the carp pendant from the water and hung it around his waist, and without stopping for a moment, he flew up into the sky.

After crossing the vast snow-capped mountains and the North Sea, passing over the south coast of the North Sea, I happened to see a fleet of ships returning from the sea. Obviously, it was a group of people who could not find their way and returned without success.

Shui Jing didn't shy away from it at all, and directly landed on the deck of the leading ship from the air, grabbed anyone at random and asked what day it is today.

The crew of the boat froze on the deck for a moment, and no one made a sound for a long time. After a while, they all knelt down and shouted "the immortal descended to earth".

Shui Jing didn't have that much patience to deal with them, and continued to ask the person in front of him what day it is today, and then the person raised his head in surprise and gave the date in a daze.

Shui Jing was a little surprised.

It has been more than four months?

After a short period of surprise, Shui Jing suddenly felt a little lucky: It's okay, it will take another month to travel from Beihai to Nanhai, and when he arrives in Yudu, it will be nearly half a year since he left last time.

After such a long time, maybe Xie Wuyi's anger has subsided a little?

Shui Jing's demeanor of twiddling his fingers and concentrating his brows seemed to the people around him to be calculating a secret, which made everyone dare not express their anger, and just stared at him blankly, waiting for him to tell his fortune or fortune.

Unexpectedly, after pondering for a moment, Shui Jing just nodded slightly and said "thank you", then tapped the deck and flew up again, disappearing in a flash.

The whole boat was stunned, kneeling for a long time in a daze.

Shui Jingna still cared about them, and just buried his head all the way to the south, one day, two days, ten days, twenty days, not even a moment's delay.

He originally planned not to stop no matter what he saw on the way, but when he passed the sky above Zhongye City in the middle of Yu Kingdom, he couldn't help but pause.

It was already late at night, but Nakano City was brightly lit, not only candles in private shops, but even the streets were lined with torches and crowded with people.

Shui Jing frowned slightly, not to mention it was just an ordinary day, he had never seen any city put up such a formation even on New Year's Day, what are these people doing?

It was hard to see clearly from the sky, so Shui Jing had no choice but to fly down and landed on the roof of the South Tower.

At this moment, he finally saw the scene in the city clearly. The whole street was full of soldiers holding torches from beginning to end, busy and noisy, as if they were going door-to-door asking questions.

Could it be that something major happened to Nakano City?

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I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai, I can't send geese to pass letters to thank you. ——Huang Tingjian "Send Huang Jifu"

If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness. ——Xu Zaisi "Toad Palace Song Spring Love"