wind blowing wind

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Like fire, like snow, like the moon.

It is also said: "Fu Xian swims in the sea, is easy to be far away and born against the water, speaks with love and walks in the early sun, and absurd feelings are heavy and finally lost."

The wind and the clouds are surging, laughing and watching the world travel.

When the trace is approaching, the words are lost, and the moon is bright and open.

Ten years later.

"Ayan, what's the case this time?" Gu Xi crossed his legs and looked at the emperor in front of him with a smile.

Zuoqiu Yan rolled his eyes at him, handed the memorial, and said: "Not long ago, many young disciples from various sects disappeared, and I hope Yiqingshen will investigate."

"The young man disappeared again?" Gu Xi laughed and said, "It's really interesting, this time I'm going to play with Ah Ni."

"Yiqing be careful all the way." Zuoqiu Yan didn't say much, and continued to read the memorial in his hand.

"I knew to drive Benhou away." Gu Xi stood up, patted him on the shoulder with the jade dragon and teased, "Okay, Shifang is still waiting for me, Ayan remember to leave a good Biluochun for Benhou."

After finishing speaking, he tapped his toes to the ground, as always, and disappeared like a wisp of green smoke.

Zuo Qiuyan thought for a moment, put down his pen, walked to the window, looked at the world, and smiled.Today marks the beginning of the tenth year of Daze, and it is the second year since Yasukuni ruled the world and became the Dajing Dynasty.

Daze 12 years...

Daze 13 years...

……

Daze 31 years...

Daze 32 years...

……

People in the world don't know where the beginning and end of a reincarnation are, leaning against the window to listen to the rain, the rain falls on the plantain, splashing continuous ripples, like the endless love of a lover in the world, the teeth of reincarnation return to the starting point, and in an instant let The world goes back and forth.

Year after month, the Dajing Dynasty was either at its peak or at its decline. For thousands of years, the replacement of dynasties has become the law of the world. Dajing is divided into seven, Houbian, Houye, Donggao, Qianqi, Nanping, Beilu , Xilin, the seven kingdoms rise up, they must be divided for a long time, and they must be divided for a long time. This is the right way.

After a hundred years of melee, Houye annexed Houbian and Nanping, and Donggao dominated the east coast. Qianqi, Beilu and Xilin were finally wiped out by a military general, and the name of the country was changed to Jing, and the year name was Yuancheng.

In the third year of Yuancheng, the Jingguo Ping'er Campaign swept through Houye, annexing the original Houbian and Nanping, and nearly half of Houye's territory.

In the fourth year of Yuancheng, Jingguo Liulunshan fought and conquered [-] cities in the south of Donggao in one fell swoop.

In the seventh year of Yuancheng, Houye surrendered and handed over the letter of credence.

In the [-]th year of Yuancheng, the sea battle in the East China Sea, the country's prestige was shocked, and Donggao was destroyed.

In the [-]nd year of Yuancheng, the emperor unified the mainland and established the Dajing Dynasty.

The Son of Heaven, whose name is Lu Fenglin, and whose name is "Towards", for some reason, started a large-scale construction project to rebuild a courtyard in the depths of the Butterfly Sea and a residence of Lord Hou on the outskirts of the city.

The words of the emperor: "Xu Shi, I can't bear to hide those places."

Early March of the 15th year of Yuancheng

If love is really reincarnated, then he is destined to find the unforgettable love in the vast sea of ​​people.

Peeping at Yunya, the foot of the mountain is still a wooden pavilion, which is covered by a thin rain curtain, hidden in the rain in the distance.The remaining apricot blossoms outside the pavilion were destroyed by the heavy rain, and the remaining leaves and flowers were still hovering in the air.

Swallows do not return to the late spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold.

Two figures, one gray and one blue, shuttled like the wind in the drizzle of the spring rain. Fighting in the palm of your hand, the true energy flowed everywhere. It was fun for the two to compete in the spring rain.

The man in gray is as heavy as a cliff, like a wolf of the night, his sword moves are vicious and deadly, but he leaves a little room for the other party to crack, while the man in blue is as elegant and frosty as snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, his sleeves are turned over, and the white air flows naturally. It gushes out from the sleeve and hits the opponent's flaw accurately, but it also leaves a place for the opponent to escape.

"Master, it's raining too much. There's a pavilion ahead." The gray-clothed man embraced him as soon as he finished speaking, and flew towards the seemingly lonely wooden pavilion in the drizzle.

When the master and apprentice fell into the wooden pavilion, they found that there was already a strange plain-clothed man in the pavilion.

The man in plain clothes smiled a little, his eyes seemed to be smiling warmly all the time, he enthusiastically handed silk handkerchiefs to the two who broke in suddenly: "Two heroes, wipe the rainwater stop."

"Thank you." The man in gray nodded and took it.

Some love, being stepped into the ashes by the iron horse, does not listen to the gold and iron horse, as if there is only a smile of the beloved, which is the restart of the teeth of reincarnation.

The yellow sand on the frontier of the Western Regions is flying all over the sky as always, and the dust is sweeping with the secrets of the years.

The moon cave reaches to the sky, and the god pool wears the earth spirit.The water is double green, and the mountains are green with hundreds of mountains.

The pine snow leaves the fairy shed, and the lotus enters the emperor's vase.The three peaks never depend on each other, forever interspersed with Cang Ming.

A very drunken man staggered to and fro, and was picked up by another man before he was almost on his feet.I saw that the drunken man had a peerless face, with lake green eyes as deep as the sea.

"Ahem... I'm deeply hurt..."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched and he said, "Who hurt you so deeply?"

"Except for that idiot in black, who else..." The man began to chatter, as if he was playing nonsense.

"Quiet, I'll take you home."

"A person with a heartless heart... is really hateful!"

"To shut up."

As soon as the words fell, the heartbroken man in the man's mouth appeared in front of the two of them, and the three of them looked at each other in amazement.

The wind falls without a trace, and the quicksand sees the shadow.

October 59, [-] Yuancheng

The old man is still radiant, dressed in a noble dragon robe, commanding the world, dare not refuse to obey, Lu Fenglin climbed up to the four-story pavilion alone, raised his eyes to see the prosperity of the world, half his life as a soldier, in exchange for a lifetime of peace.

"Grandfather~~" With a childish sound, accompanied by eager footsteps, he stepped onto the last step and came to Lu Fenglin's side, hugging the old man's thigh comfortably.

"Nian'er." Lu Fenglin lovingly patted the child's head.

"Grandpa Huang, Nian'er still wants to hear the story you told last time." The child's voice was a little lively, and he continued, "What is the story of Grandpa Huang called?"

Lu Fenglin took the child's palm, and forcefully wrote a word on the immature palm with wrinkled fingers.

"wind?"

Lu Fenglin showed a slight smile, and then continued to write a word.

"rise."

Lu Fenglin didn't pause this time, and wrote two words in succession.

"Ji Lin?" The child jumped up suddenly, and a string of melodious laughter sounded like silver bells, "Hahaha~~ Nian'er knows~~ The story calls the wind to Qi Lin."

"Of course."

"Why does Grandpa Huang know this story?" The child was always curious and asked questions one by one.

Lu Fenglin paused for a moment, then laughed, wrapped the child's immature hands with his old palm, and led him down the attic, saying: "It's just rumors, but I always think about this story, so I will tell it to you. you."

"Okay~ Grandpa Huang will continue to tell this story to Nian'er, and Nian'er will tell this story to Nian'er's future children~~"

"Okay, where did I talk about last time?"

"Grandpa Huang said that Huo's bodyguard took care of the poisoned Master Gu in the mansion, and the owner of Weisheng took Dr. Song back to the island to get the antidote, and met Mr. Miao..."

The land wind is coming, the recording wind is rising, and the recording track is coming.

--Finish--

Uh huh, do you think the ending is amazing? In fact, the general idea is that after the fall of the Zuoqiu Dynasty, the world was divided, and the seven kingdoms fought for hegemony, and the stories of Jiangshanfang and Fengyunyi happened in different countries in this troubled time.So as I said before, the story of Jiangshan side and Fengyunyi is hundreds of years after the end of this article. In the end, this troubled world was reunified by Lu Fenglin. It's as simple as that ←_←

Hey, it’s finally over after three months. In fact, this article is a freshman’s work. It was just for self-entertainment. Later, when I ran into meat article cleaning, I didn’t think about posting it until I knew there was a place for Changpei. , So I took it out and repaired it for a long time, and finally let him meet people.Writing articles is just for fun, and I don't intend to collect money, just to entertain everyone. This article is my debut.

Lonely open a small meat fan ╮(╯▽╰)╭

【Shallow Valley】

As the night fell, the moon and stars climbed into the endless night.

The sea of ​​butterflies in winter freezes, and the moonlight streams down on the icy lake surface, giving off a crystal luster, like jade jewels falling on the lake surface, jumping with luster.And in a place behind the Butterfly Sea Valley, which is hidden but is a fairyland of Taoyuan, the melodious sound of the piano comes from the Yingying Pavilion in Qianyuli.

Wei Shengni quietly walked into Miuyin's room, the door was opened lightly, it was as warm as a spring day, the sound of the music gradually became clear, from the inner door to the second floor, as expected, he saw the man playing the piano in front of the case.

The proud moon-white figure, with a few strands of hair tied up with agarwood hairpins, and two cradles beside him, two babies who have just been full moon listen to the faint sound of the piano quietly, drowsy.

Wei Shengni didn't want to be disturbed, so he walked lightly to the table and sat down. In the purple sand pot was Longjing tea before the rain, and a cup of light yellow and clear tea was steaming, rising slowly and gradually dissipating.The sound of the piano is endless, like the water from the pine tree falling into the soil, seeping into the silent but infecting and drying up, or the wind in the empty forest, faint and peaceful.

The tea in the cup is exhausted, the sound of the piano is clanging

Mu Yin stopped, and there was a pain in his shoulders before he realized that he had played the piano all afternoon. Just as he was about to rub his shoulders with his hands, another hand put his shoulders on his shoulders and began to massage them skillfully.

"Take a rest when you're tired." Wei Shengni distressedly rubbed the meridian on the back of Mu Yin's shoulder to relieve the pain.

"The same tone by tone." Mu Yin caressed the piano in front of him lovingly.Before, Xu Cheng asked him to go back to his room, saying that he was pleasantly surprised. As soon as he entered the room, he saw this violin lying quietly on the desk.

"How? I said it was a surprise." Wei Sheng smiled back.

"I'll play this piano more." Wu Yin said and touched the strings again.

Wei Shengni helplessly stopped Yaoyin's movements, and said while massaging the opponent's shoulder, "Qin can't run, don't get tired."

With a faint smile, Miaoyin leaned on the piano, closed her eyes and enjoyed Wei Shengni's considerate massage, and whispered in her mouth: "Left point."

"Okay." Wei Shengni massaged