Dreams in Paradise

The next day, the palace sent someone to bring plum blossoms, Hualuo went to talk to her mother, and Liu Shui silently wrote "Xiaocangshan Saints' Instructions" in the study, the handwriting was correct and very respectful.

For some reason, as soon as he went down the mountain, he missed his master a little.This year, the master asked him to copy the "Xiaocangshan Saints' Instructions" many times.He has been thinking about who the saint in Xiaocang Mountain is.Before Hualuo came, only he, his master and two servants lived in Xiaocang Mountain, so there were very few people there.

Xiaocang Mountain stands upright clearly, but no stranger has ever set foot on it, not even a single person who goes up the mountain to chop firewood.Sometimes when the master went out, he sat on the swing and looked into the distance, as if he could hear the sound of the white clouds in Xiaocang Mountain.

The white clouds in Xiaocang Mountain seem to be able to talk, Liu Shui thought at that time.Maybe it was because he felt lonely while waiting for his master. Looking at the lingering clouds surrounding Xiaocang Mountain, he felt that Xiaocang Mountain was actually lively.

Later, the flowers fell up the mountain, and he had no time to be lonely.He has been quiet since he was a child, neither crying nor making noise, but Hualuo is very noisy.

Turn off the lights and go to sleep, Hualuo will cry and make trouble, the porridge is too hot and burns her mouth, Hualuo will cry and make trouble, the birds fly by and ignore him, Hualuo will cry and make trouble, sometimes the clouds in Xiaocangshan are too thick, Whispering will also cry endlessly.

Liu Shui thought, how come Hualuo has so many things worth crying about.He was a little happy in his heart, he had never cried or made a fuss, he saw a similar child who cried and made a fuss every day because of things he was used to, and it was very cute and funny.

No one has coaxed him, and he can't coax anyone.When Hualuo was crying, he was quietly watching him beside him.At first, Hualuo was still crying and making trouble on her own.Later, he cried while crying.For a while, he needs running water to blow his eyes, for a while to rub his hands, and for a while to hug him.In short, his mind is erratic, he cries when he wants to cry, he makes trouble when he wants to, he has a lot of tricks, and he has a good temper. .

Sometimes he would ask Hua Luo, what is there to cry about when a bird flies by.Hualuo told him very seriously that the bird went to the back mountain to steal its beak by itself, pecked the freshly ripe cherries, and purposely flew to him to show off, and he wanted to ask it if there were many cherries. Pay attention to him, and fly away on his own.

Liushui will take Hualuo's hand and go to the back mountain to look for cherries.The cherries are really red, like round beads one by one, oily and smooth, and shiny red, which makes the two little dolls' saliva flow out all at once.

Pick the flowers as they fall, pick one and throw it away, the red ones will be eaten by the birds, leaving only the bright skin on the outside and the white cherry stone inside.

Hua Luo said: "Did you see, this is a tricky bird!"

Liu Shui smiled, wondering why the cherries would not cry or make trouble when they lost their flowers, but the birds felt aggrieved when they ignored him.Hua Luo is really a child like a fairy!

Liu Shui thought it was amazing, so he asked him again, "The clouds on Xiaocang Mountain are sometimes thicker, why do you cry?"

Hualuo blinked, pointed at the clouds in the mountain and said: "They are always crowded together and noisy, making the trees on the mountain have a headache and stop blooming. I really want to pick them off and beat them up. They all fell apart. But my hands are too short to reach."

Liu Shui said: "Do you like flowers?"

Hualuo said: "I like it! There are flowers everywhere in our house. My mother always takes me to water them. They are so happy that they will sing to me."

It's a pity, Liu Shui thought, it's really rare to see a little flower in Xiaocang Mountain.Maybe you can see it here this year, but not next year.I might accidentally glance at it in the morning, and then I searched for it seriously but disappeared.

Thinking of it, Xiaocang Mountain is also a very magical place!

The sage's teaching: the sky has its own way, and the seasons change.Mountains, rocks, vegetation, and everything has animism.Do not get close, do not hurt.

The more I write, the more I don't understand why the sage in Xiaocang Mountain has never been in court, why the master has said so many things that are different from what the sage said in a year.He didn't like to listen to his master's lectures on court strategy and formation of troops so much, perhaps because his master asked him to copy too many "Xiaocangshan Saints' Instructions".

After copying the teachings of the saints so many times, this time it is rare that I am willing to write it down word by word.It's rare to be able to quietly think about things that I seldom think about on weekdays.Liu Shui suddenly felt that Xiaocangshan, Master, Saints' Training, and Hualuo all seemed a little different.

He put down his pen, looked up and looked out the window.Hualuo hasn't come back yet, presumably Awu's plum blossoms are also his favorite.Liu Shui thought about what to give back to A Wu and Shan Lingyu.

He put away the copied book and put it in a small box, prepared some pens, inks and cinnabar, and spread a new layer of paper on the long case.

When Hualuo came back, he saw him ordering a few cherries with cinnabar on the paper. He was very happy to see it, and said, "Do you still remember?"

Liu Shui said: "I want to draw that tricky bird, okay?"

Hualuo said: "I'll draw it, I'll draw it ugly, so it will always be mischievous."

Liu Shui looked at him with a smile, and said, "I want to draw the four seasons of Xiaocang Mountain, and give you the Xiaocang Mountain in spring."

Hualuo fed him a mouthful of hibiscus cake, her face bloomed with a smile, she looked at Xiao Cangshan on the painting, and said, "Young Master Flowing Water, Lan Xinhui, must be giving the other three paintings as treats to the three of them." Thank you."

Liu Shui raised his pen and said, "Those who know me, the flowers will fall."

He ordered another red cherry, smiled and looked at Hualuo: "Why don't we draw together?"

Hualuo clapped her hands and said: "That's exactly what I meant. My mother was still discussing with me about returning the gift just now. I said that I would discuss it with you when I came back, but you have already thought about it."

Liushui said: "Mountains have four seasons. Xiaocang Mountain in spring belongs to us, Xiaocang Mountain in summer is given to King Hongluo, Xiaocang Mountain in autumn is painted for the third prince, and Xiaocang Mountain in winter is given to Prince Shan. How about it?"

Hualuo said: "You are thoughtful. I like Xiaocang Mountain in spring the most, and you can arrange the others."

It will be New Year's Eve in a few days, and the two of them thought that they could draw it before New Year's Eve, so they didn't go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to pick up the lanterns by themselves the next day, but sent someone there.Shan Lingyu was worried, so she asked Shuangcheng to send them here specially.Liu Shui thanked Shuangcheng and greeted Shan Lingyu before returning to the study with a lamp to continue painting.

Two lamps riding horses to the end of the world, and two teenagers holding swords and watching flowers, hang on the left and right sides of the study, illuminating their figures painting in the quiet night.

Two people spent seven days and seven nights painting Xiaocang Mountain's Four Seasons Mountain Scenery, and finally sent it out two days before New Year's Eve.

The two of them were so tired that they fell asleep on the bed, when the door of the room was suddenly slapped.King Hong Luo yelled: "Open the door, open the door, it's still sleeping at three poles in the sun, take it to the border gate for renovation!"

Liu Shui couldn't bear the curse he used with his hands, feet and mouth, so he opened the door with his eyes closed and fell back on the bed to continue sleeping.

King Hong Luo pulled him up and said: "Don't sleep, don't sleep! Let me ask you, what happened to the bastard in the Kashan stone? It's a summer painting, why did you draw a spring bastard!"

When I heard the running water, I closed my eyes and couldn't stop laughing, and I lost my laugh when I fell asleep.

King Hong Luo pushed him and said, "What do you want to ask? Tell me, who did it between you two!"

Flowing water fell on the bed and couldn't stand up from laughing, pushing the flowers away.Hua Luo buried her head in the quilt, closed her eyes and said, "This is called having a virtual reality."

King Hong Luo slapped the bedside pillar with his palm, and said: "The bullshit is both empty and real, so what's the matter with bastards, how can there be my name on it!"

Hua Luo said solemnly: "That's the pattern on the turtle's back, your eyes are dazzled, you see the real thing."

Liu Shui laughed so hard that his stomach ached and he couldn't sleep at all. He got up and lay down on the table to drink water. He accidentally choked on a big mouthful and coughed non-stop.

King Hong Luo patted him on the back vigorously and said, "Look, this is the present report."

The running water was blown out of breath by him, and he shrank under the table for a breath of life.

Hualuo kicked King Hong Luo away, pulled him up from under the table, wiped his face with his sleeve, and whispered: "Qi, I can't calm down about this matter."

King Hong Luo has sharp ears, he can hear clearly, and shouted: "Admit it, finally admit it! I don't care, you have to draw me a new one."

Hua Luo pointed to the eyes of the flowing water, and then pointed to the dark circles under her eyes, and said, "Look, we have been drawing pictures for you without sleep for seven days and seven nights. Your vitality is seriously injured, and your life is hanging by a thread. How about you?"

King Hong Luo said: "Who told you to do a doodle."

Hualuo sighed, sat on the stool calmly and drank a glass of water, and said, "Except for that bastard, you are not satisfied, but other places are also satisfactory?"

King Hong Luo thought about the general who drew his sword and danced on the top of Xiaocang Mountain under the scorching sun and clear sky. He was really heroic and majestic.The corners of his mouth curled up and he nodded.

Hualuo glanced at him, and the old god said: "Painting is all about chance, when the brush is dropped, the trace of spiritual energy will also enter the painting, if you can't find it in your mind, if you draw another one, it will be impossible to draw a good painting. "

King Hong Luo said: "Then you give me that turtle."

Liu Shui said: "How to pull it out?"

Hualuo said: "King Hong Luo, who would look at that painting and stare at the turtles with their backs exposed, and would forcefully say that the lines are your name?"

King Hong Luo frowned and said, "It seems to make sense."

Hua Luo accepted it when she was ready, turned her head and said, "I received the invitation from the General's Mansion a few days ago, and I haven't replied to you. Liu Shui and I are going, do you want to make any preparations?"

King Hong Luo said: "What are you preparing for? You still want to go up and make gestures at such a young age?"

Hua Luo glanced at him sideways, with blatant dislike in his expression.

The pose to fight.

Liu Shui hurriedly said: "We're just going to have a look. I'm afraid that if there are some rules and regulations, we will make a joke if we don't understand. Let's ask you first."

King Hong Luo said: "It's nothing special, there is a lottery. Those who go up will have a red seal, and those who win will hang a flower to reward some gold and silver or something. The four seasons in the army are boring, and a martial arts tournament at the end of the year is just to make people lively and inspiring. .If there are good seedlings, pick one or two to cultivate in the coming year."

Liu Shui said: "No wonder the General's Mansion has been loved and supported by the soldiers for more than 20 years."

King Hong Luo laughed and said, "Would you like to go to the border gates, kid? The next year is just around the corner, so don't even think about becoming a hero with your sword at the end of the world."

Liushui said: "The princes and generals, the grassy rivers and lakes, and the people in the mountains and fields all have their own paths. My path is on the sword, not in the court."

Hualuo glanced at him, and still drank tea leisurely.

King Hong Luo clicked his tongue and said, "I really don't know what you have learned before following Hermit Gao. A year's court policy theory has not twisted your mind."

Liu Shui murmured: "Did Master teach..."

There was a trace of regret in his eyes.

Hua Luo took his hand and went out, saying: "King Hong Luo, you should go back and look at that bastard behind closed doors and think about it."

Hearing Hualuo's tone, King Hong Luo patted his head, and it turned out to be the bastard with only his name on it!

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