Fuzhou gossip gl

After dinner, the afterglow dissipated, and the raindrops fell heavily, smashing the clouds and mists into a slim figure.

It is called Xiaoxuan window, and the embroidered door is half opened, so that the gentle mountain breeze can slowly shake the shadow of the curtain.

The two sat opposite each other in front of the window, between the clouds and screens, lighting two small chandeliers, outlining the shadows from the corner of their eyes, holding jade chess pieces in their free hands, and slowly unfolding their moves layer upon layer.

Guan Yuxuan holds black, Fang Zhiyuan holds white, only the sound of falling chess is clear and distant, the sound of breathing is peaceful, ups and downs, back and forth, ups and downs, this time, upright, clear, harmonious, elegant, with a long sense of Zen .The scene is like this, it seems that the world can't climb it.

After two rounds, Guan Yuzhen lost two rounds, Fang Zhiyuan smiled and said that the third round should be given first, Guan Yuzheng refused, Fang Zhiyuan laughed that she was afraid that she would become a general who loses often.Unexpectedly, General Guan really won a few rounds in the third game, Fang Zhiyuan hurriedly apologized and said that he would be her pawn.The little pawn was one step behind, leaning over and staring at the chessboard meticulously at this moment, frowned, recalling which move and style was just now, panicked, sat back, and praised without a smile on his face: "I have made a lot of progress, are you still playing?"

Guan Yukuo shook his head and thanked him politely.After sitting for a long time, she was a little tired and her feet were sore, so she twisted the corner of her skirt with one hand and used the bamboo table with the other to stand up unsteadily.At this moment, there are delicate sounds of clothes and skirts touching the ground, like ripples on a lake that are just beginning to overflow and move slightly. It happens that at this moment of leisure, I wash my lapels of dust, completely dispelling my sleepiness.Fang Zhiyuan was still in his original seat, collecting the chess pieces in a gentle and gentle manner, one piece, one piece, and one more piece.Obviously she can knock down all of them with one hand, and listen to the sound of pearls falling on the jade plate, but she doesn't seem to be in a hurry for this moment.The pawn who received the chess looked at the chess pieces glowing in the light, and thought of something, because he asked, "What did you like when you were young?"

Guan Yuzheng was taking small steps to relieve his fatigue, when he heard her question, he turned around and replied with a smile: "I like that whisk."

Fang Zhiyuan cared about the matter at hand and didn't raise his head, Kong thought the words were funny, so he asked: "A Taoist thing?"

Guan Yuzhen swayed lightly, then returned to the table, put his hands on the chessboard with his sleeves folded, and said to her, "No, it's the feather duster. When I was naughty when I was young, I would sweep up dust wherever I saw it. Father said I was a life to be worried about.”

Feather dusters, what a chic favorite.Guan Yufu looked at her again and asked, "What about you, what do you like?"

Fang Zhiyuan took the chess jar into his arms with one hand, and was about to stand up and return it to its original place, and met the clear eyes of the person opposite him, as if he was drunk in the afternoon, dreaming a dream of talking about Dongfengyu.She thought to herself, her Guan Yuxuan is really a little cabbage that does not get muddy, but she is not.She raised her eyebrows, she is a person in the world, she dare not put her expression in the eyes of heaven and man, for fear of being laughed at.Therefore, Fang Zhiyuan turned around, put the chess jar away, put Guan Yukuo on his back, and said, "When I was young, my grandfather held me and my brother on his lap and asked me what I liked. My relatives and friends put a lot of them on the table. In the end, the eldest brother got the official seal, and I got the flowers." She lowered her eyebrows and smiled, immersed in pure memories.There are sparse forests and wilderness, chrysanthemums are dark and lotuses are gone, dead branches and grass are piled up in one place. It is a sky-high autumn day in Shenzhou, with strong winds and strong waves.

flower.Guan Yuxuan looked out of the window, and there was a white flower waiting to bloom on the thin branch. She got up and walked slowly towards the window, squinting her eyes and said, "The flower is good."

The mountain wind brought the fragrance of flowers, Fang Zhiyuan replied calmly: "It is also fragrant."

Guan Yuxuan glanced at Huazhi lightly, and there was a trace of regret in his voice: "I can't understand the words."

Fang Zhiyuan looked at her leisurely, and there was an inch of laziness in his reply: "There are also explanations."

The woman with the wooden hairpin by the window joked, "Could it be that you've become a spirit?"

The woman with the sapphire crown next to the table had a long-lasting voice: "Maybe."

Guan Yuxuan picked the green leaves with his hands, and looked closely at the white flower, soft and tender, swaying in the wind, rippling through the light rainy night.The branches moved with the wind, and the flowers on the branches also moved with the wind. She couldn't bear it, so she tiptoed lightly and reached out to grab the branches.At that time, the figures of Xunfeng gathered together, their brows were low and tired, and their minds were in a trance.The person in front of the window suddenly turned around and asked, "Then what about you now, what do you love now, officials or flowers?"

Sitting in the room, Fang Zhiyuan was looking at her back calmly. When asked this question, he couldn't get out of the picture of the beautiful woman with flowers on the green window for a while, so he pointed at himself and asked meaninglessly: "Me?" She suddenly thought of something, her eyes fell on the man, and she asked, holding her chin, "Which official?"

Guan Yukuo smiled and thought, "Which other official can there be?"Then he was about to walk in front of her, and wanted to flick the official hat, but when he let go, the branch bounced back, and the rain was all over his body. At this moment, he remembered that he was wearing ordinary clothes today, so he patted the water off his body casually, stopped and said: "Oh, I forgot, I didn't wear it today, what other official do you think?"

Fang Zhiyuan just looked at her calmly, she wanted to get up and pat the water off her skirt, but she was afraid that it would be more than just pat water, so she whispered: "Yuzhen, you are smart, you Think again."

You can still play charades, can't you?A question is just a question, what does it mean to ask a question instead of an answer, Guan Yuzheng asked: "Then you should answer my question."

"The two of us are one now."

"yes?"

"Isn't it?"

Guan Yukuo thought for a moment, walked back to the window, continued to play with the branch, seemed to have forgotten that it was splashed with water just now, and asked again: "Are you really going to be a man for the rest of your life?"

Fang Zhiyuan stood up and walked forward, looking forward to it, he raised his coat and folded off the branches.

If you like it, go get it.

Fang Zhiyuan handed the branches and flowers to her, and said: "Only men can be officials and do things in the world. In Nanliang, women cannot build roads to Dingzhou or build ships."

Guan Yufu took the branch and replied, "But Fuzhou is different. Ye Zhixiao can lead a large group of people to do business at a young age."

She was talking to her, but her eyes turned to the sky, and she said, "Yuzheng, open your eyes, only Fuzhou is like this, do you know why?" Guan Yuzheng couldn't answer, silently beside her , and looked side by side with her to the horizon.In the extreme eye, the sky has fallen into the water, it seems to have been desolate for a long time, what is there?After a long time, Fang Zhiyuan replied, "It's because I'm in Fuzhou."

Guan Yukuo looked at the people around him in a daze, as if dreaming back at midnight.She had a lot to say and a lot to ask, but she couldn't ask her a word when she heard her voice.Because she thought of the heavy rain outside the Mazu Temple that day, even if she asked, what should she do?Twisted knots are easy to form and difficult to untie, the answer should be the same.Standing by her side, she felt that she gave people a sense of stability and clarity, which was Fuzhou's blessing.

Zhiyuan has never failed the world.

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Su Muzhe·Duikong Mountain

Guan Yukuo

Facing the empty mountain, rely on the East Pavilion.Gossip sparse windows, 谩 cherish life mistakes.Think about everything for a while.Seeking profit and fame, changing and singing and discretion.

Haoran heart, what do you trust?Full of clear thinking, not complaining about God's favor.There is no light promise in the discussion.A gentleman is like a gentleman, and he cannot be found in the world.

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Now she doesn't want to think about a single thought, and doesn't want to ask a word, she just feels soft and thick, soft and touching, and she can't get her mind out, like a black orchid growing on a piece of paper, soaked in light ink. , Only a few strokes are sparse, just to tease my heart, it is not allowed to delete, and the festival is not appropriate.She felt her head was heavy and wanted to lean on her like a flower leaning on a branch.But the man was still looking at the pitch-black mountains in the distance, and he drove up to the sky, keeping his eyes on the sky, and then walked away. Fang Zhiyuan said:

"Fuzhou is my blessed land."

I also met you on the way here.

The bustle in front of the window dissipated, leaving only Guan Yufu alone.Before the thin curtain, she carefully tore off a petal, and then Qing Ye slowly crushed it in the palm of her hand, where there was a warm white jade chess piece.

Little did he know that that person also had a black jade chess piece in his hand, and since the end of the third game, he stole one and hid it in his palm.

That's fine, no one will notice what's missing.

The room is big, Fang Zhiyuan walked far away, then turned to look at her and said: "If the rain stops tomorrow, let's pick some mountain flowers."

summer.Still not so close.

heat.

The author has something to say:

Gentlemen, I love this chapter so much, it's just a little bit worse than the first time I climbed the Fuzhou city tower.This article, I am really happy to write an artistic conception.

Fang: Children only do multiple-choice questions. I want Guan, Guan, and Hua.

Say something about the girl.The original name of this work was Su Muzhe, but because of too many duplicate names, it became a gossip about Fuzhou.Out of feelings and obsessive-compulsive disorder, I have to fill in three articles on Su Muzhe. The first article is in the rain of a big fight. Here is the second article. Gentleman who ever lived.I thought that Miss Guan's decision to "love her" was made at this time. The more she seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, the more she admires those who fly to the flames, because that is the self she once gave up on.

Ms. Guan is in love again (laughs), and everything is prioritized.Aguan, you really got planted twice in a small shop.

I would like to ask the two of you who wrote the book, what is so good about this jade chess piece?Does that count as holding hands?

Guan: I rely on it!Why are you hiding!

Fang: Auntie, I'm hot!