Fuzhou gossip gl

That night shrouded in thin clouds, Ling Qiao stepped on a pair of lozenge-patterned cloth shoes, and stepped quickly on the mottled tree shadows on the ground, and brought back a message: "I went to Beijing, and I didn't have time to tell you what happened. , all is well, don’t read.”

Guan Yukuo has been on the rocks for a long time, and today is a rare and well-behaved one.After listening to the first four words, she complained that this man acted recklessly and made people wait for him by contradicting his promise.Just as he pursed his lips, he was immediately amused by the sentence of coming to the door to make amends, thinking about how Fang Zhiyuan could afford it.At the end of the sentence, she was half leaning against the door. Those anxious, lingering emotions, joking and complaining just now, at the end of the young man's clear voice, dimly turned into thoughts.It was a long way to go to Beijing, so it must be urgent to make up my mind within half a day.But no matter how urgent things are, no one will return home.Guan Yukuo thought about it carefully, based on the two people's trust for many years, Fang Zhiyuan did not want to tell, so there was a reason for it.It was also mentioned in the speech that we will talk about the details later, presumably it is not something that can be meddled at will, and at the end is another sentence, don't read it, but it clears away the anxiety.

Guan Yufu was suspicious, and asked Ling Qiao a few more questions: "Your Excellency, did you just say this? But the original words?"

Ling Qiao replied: "The original words. My lord asked me to recite them many times, word for word."

Guan Yufu nodded, thanked Ling Qiao, and went back to the room to rest.

Jiangyun Weishu, each side of the sky.After that, I didn't receive a single word for several days.Xiao Qiu was holding her sleeves to accompany her, she was a master who could make people happy, she said with a small mouth: "Maybe the adults are preparing some kind of surprise, maybe Ma'am, why should you be so worried." Guan Yuzhen squeezed her baby face, back to your auspicious words.

After a few more days, Guan Yufu finally received the letter, the content was brief, and it was still "everything is well, don't read it", and the end was delayed.Guan Yuxuan caught the messenger and asked where he came from, but the messenger only said that he came from the post station.Guan Yufu felt relieved, thinking that she was still on the way.

A few days later, when I arrived in the capital, the content remained the same, it was still "everything is well, don't read", only the day of arrival was different.Guan Yukuo asked where the letter came from this time, where the adults live now, and how to send the letter back.The messenger later helped to inquire, and said that the letter was delivered by someone else. He only knew that he came from the capital, and he didn't know where the adult lived.

Guan Yufu understood that these news were all one-way, and Fang Zhiyuan didn't want to be found.She also understands that this person won't let her find her, there will be no reason, so she doesn't use other ways.

She has also found a new way of living in recent days.That day, she was wandering in the port, and accidentally got a dictionary from a peddler. It was written by Mr. Wei Yang and circulated among various foreign merchants.After all, it was not written by Liang Ren. After reading it carefully, she found that there were some deviations in the translation. If one could not say it well, it either caused a misunderstanding, or it was funny.Thinking that there was no special thing in this dynasty, she slowly compiled it based on what she had learned, read and seen, and based on the original.In the past, Fang Zhiyuan always tried to teach her by himself, but she always had complicated business affairs and the system was not available.Editing this book now is also a taste of her wish.

It's one thing to live the day, it's another to think about it.

That day, Guan Yuxuan looked at the late autumn colors outside the window and was anxious.Every time is autumn, every two years is a disaster, she doesn't like it.In the autumn of the 13th year of Jiahua, the Guan family collapsed.In the autumn of the 15th year of Jiahua, Fang Zhiyuan left and moved to Fuzhou.It has been 17 years in Jiahua, what will happen this year?

Xiao Qiu also started to complain, and couldn't say anything good, so she complained in bits and pieces: "My lord has been back for so long, it's true."

Guan Yuxuan couldn't help saying secretly: "Yes."

"Ma'am, why do you say this is?"

"She has her reasons, and I have my insistence. If we can't get to the same place, it will be fate."

"What is Madam talking about? Xiao Qiu can't understand."

"I also do not understand."

Guan Yukuo watched the autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves outside the window, the food gradually became tasteless, and the tea was as light as water, and he didn't know where she was today.

***

The autumn rain is cool, and one season is full of coldness.

That day the wind was cold and bleak, the thunder beat the hanging drum, and the lightning flashed like a silver snake.The indelible black color unfolded between the heaven and the earth, gloomy, like a refined death cavalry wearing silver armor, with a great momentum.

Guan Yuxuan was concentrating on compiling and pondering words and sentences in the study, when there was a sudden shock of thunder, accompanied by jumping beads falling down, threatening to annex them instantly.She raised her eyes and looked out of the window, seeing the rain of frost slanting down, knocking on the small window and crackling, as if there would never be a day when the rain would rest.She gathered up her clothes, moved to the window and fastened the window blind.At that time, the wind whimpered through the narrow gap, and the sound expressed the desolate autumn mood. A few leaves of sycamore trees hit the window, and they didn't know where they came from or where they returned, like a pair of paw prints, full of resentment.

Withered leaves and branches, entanglements have been going on for a long time, and there is still a ray of concern, very illusory, in front of the storm, it seems like nothing, and it is instantly wiped out by the raindrops.The tree can be strong for more than a year, the Tao is an ordinary reincarnation, and the leaf has half a year, and it is everything.

Guan Yufu had just returned to the case to concentrate, when the door suddenly opened, she hurriedly used her hands to hold the rice paper in the wind, but she couldn't hold back the sudden thought that came from raising her eyes - Fang Zhiyuan was wearing a rain hat, and the door fell on the floor. water.

Guan Yukuo put down his pen, and the scene in front of him seemed familiar, but it was a pity that it was no longer the willow season.She walked up quickly and said, "I'm back."

Fang Zhiyuan put down his rain hat, wiped the rainwater off his face, his expression was gloomy, and he didn't reply.The sleeves were soaked in rain, and it was not easy to shake them. She walked quickly to the bookshelf, found something to hold in her hand, turned around, and said, "I'm going out, I'll talk to you when I get back."

Her back was facing Guan Yuzheng, everything happened too fast, Guan Yuzheng was still immersed in the past in the piece of Willow Yiyi.

Fang Zhiyuan turned around abruptly, and asked, "Yu Po, if the emperor hadn't granted the marriage, is there anything you want to do?"

Guan Yuzheng was slightly startled, not knowing what to ask.

Seeing her in a daze, Fang Zhiyuan asked, "Qiao Ping travels around the world, Su Di tours mountains and rivers, Ye Zhixiao runs a business, is there anything you want to do?"

Guan Yuzhen had never thought about anything, she was just a person who didn't think about it.She dragged her clothes and shoes, and walked in the world in a daze until she found her direction.What can she want to do?

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Fang Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Think of me talking too much."

If there are no ifs, how can there be so many ifs in the world?The future is undecided, the past has passed, empty hopes and imaginations, is it empty torture?

Fang Zhiyuan bent over to pick up the rain hat, put it on, and walked out the door.

Guan Yuxuan stood where he was and asked, "Where are you going?"

Fang Zhiyuan moved forward and remained silent.

Guan Yukuo said, "Fang Zhiyuan, stop!"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't reply.She saw all the ups and downs in a piece of paper, met her true love in a rain, and suddenly realized that it was such a feeling to be worried.Guan Yuzhen just glanced at her eyes, and the glory of the past has turned into a deep pool. The spirit that made her fall in love in the past is covered with moss marks from the vicissitudes of time in the hasty parting.

This is unusual.

Guan Yuxuan asked again, "Where are you going?"

Fang Zhiyuan replied, "I want to go to sea."

When the wind blows, there is a fishy smell from the sea, and a dry and bitter smell penetrates into the throat.Guan Yuxuan was facing the wind, his voice was forcibly mixed with Xiao Suo, rustling, swishing, those hesitating indecision, those hesitating hesitantly, just after a soft and gentle "rain is heavy" settled.

There is no trace of sorrow.

Mourning can't get rid of all the bad things, but the pain adds scars.

But it rained heavily.The rain is really heavy.It's raining outside, and so is her heart.Guan Yuxuan looked at her back, but didn't know where he was looking.

It is a pair of empty eyes, making endless empty hopes.

Fang Zhiyuan was silent.The rain slashed and hit the bamboo hat, and the sadness filled her throat, and she was frozen there, unable to take a step.Why doesn't she know that the rain is heavy?She was standing in the rain, and Guan Yuzheng was standing in the house, who knew the rain better than the other?

She dreams and builds a stone wall.One day, when I was near the door, I saw someone trying to push it down.She is the head of the family, and if the wall falls, it won't fall on her alone.She wanted to say hello to the person she loved, but she was afraid that after saying hello, she didn't want to leave.She is afraid, afraid of recurring side effects, afraid of the promise being in vain, afraid of not being able to give her anything, and even more afraid of letting her taste what it means to lose after giving it.

Fang Zhiyuan blocked the door, not wanting Guan Yukuo to come out even a single step, she couldn't bear to let her get caught in a drop of rain.

Guan Yuzhen was a few feet away from her, not daring to move an inch.She was also afraid, she was afraid that Fang Zhiyuan would be scared away, just like the squirrel that Panasonic met by chance, if she was not patient enough, she would never be able to find him again.She begged softly, "What happened? Tell me, okay?"

Fang Zhiyuan is her light, and she wants to spend her whole life guarding, chasing, and writing every last drop of ink.The brilliance is so dazzling, she, Guan Yukuang, wants to get a piece of the pie, but others...don't they?

But some people want to protect it, some people want to destroy it.

The cold weather is steep, when the low pressure is steep and long, causing the frozen sparrows to flap their wings, the jackdaws to make noise, and the mountain beasts to howl suddenly.

The sky was weak, Fang Zhiyuan was against the light, the already sparse dizziness penetrated the rainwater, struggled hard beside her but still overflowed less than a foot.The room grew darker.The cold wind is blowing, and the wooden door is rattling. She stands between the opening and closing of the two doors, separated from Guan Yuyu by a low sill, and the faint ink is spread across her back. Alienated scroll.Fang Zhiyuan turned half sideways, and the rain slid down along the edge of the hat, forming a slanting water curtain.She pursed her lips, frowning again and again between her brows, twisting them smooth again and again, her lips trembled frequently, and she forced a smile.The words gurgled out of her mouth, like a delirium in illness: "Yuzhen, I beg you, don't ask."

Her voice was trembling, Guan Yuzhen wondered if it was because the rain was too loud and she heard it wrong.The world is suddenly vast, the room is suddenly narrow, and the confrontation is silent. Suddenly, every breath can't escape, and it's all lingering and binding in the heart.

Guan Yuzhen was stunned, she had never heard her voice like this, and she had never seen her look like this.In the past, Fang Zhiyuan hid those frailties and tucked them where he couldn't see them in the palm of his hand, making an airtight appearance.For the first time, Guan Yuzhen noticed that the exposed wrist bones were so thin when the wind poured into her sleeves. She thought that her tall and straight figure standing between the sky and the earth was so thin, but she blindly sought support on it .This person is free and easy, this person is sassy, ​​and this person moves like a breeze, but now she has a few strands of hair hanging down, sticking to her face in the rain.At this time, Guan Yufu once again understood that he loved a woman, but he also understood more deeply what it means to love a woman.

Where the sky is pouring is the heavy rain, it is the bitterness of the Milky Way, where the gurgling is the trickle, it is the fetters of the ileum.The wind blows by in bursts, and the withered leaves are blown down, and the rain is pouring down on the ground, and it is the hearts of the people that are broken.This time, she couldn't measure it, this time, she couldn't figure it out.With a heart and a passion in her mouth, she tasted the taste repeatedly, and suddenly disappeared when the sweetness was lingering.The bitter taste hit her throat again, she grabbed the skirt of her chest, trembling uncontrollably, but straightened her spine desperately.

She knew that she was the white flower in front of the window, Fang Zhiyuan was the branch that gave her nourishment, and now, they were all tottering in the wind and rain of the Liang Dynasty.

She was still in a sweet dream a month ago, but the rain came suddenly, breaking the dream in an instant.

No, the dark clouds have always been there, but she chose to ignore them.

She also thought about forcing her to ask Guan Tongguan to choose one.She lives in the shadow of the Guan family, what's more, she loves a woman, Fang Zhiyuan's identity is like an ancient embankment surrounding a river, which can carry a boat, and can swallow all joy at any time.Her love is like a dream, just like her youth who died in a flash, it is real, sweet and illusory.But she has no position, she knows that Fang Zhiyuan's perseverance is an inseparable part, and it is also a part that gives her strength.If it was erased, Fang Zhiyuan would no longer be Fang Zhiyuan.For this reason, Guan Yuxuan saw the shadow, and would rather live in the shadow.

Love made her fear something and fear nothing.

Fang Zhiyuan turned around, lowered his voice, and forced his voice to return to calm: "Wait for me to come back, I'll tell you everything when I come back."

When returning home, the carriage ran over the residual leaves, so how could her heart not be crushed?She walked in the convulsions of her ethnic beliefs, bumped into a wall in an extremely small gap, and wasted in the boundless and endless rain.The fireworks rose in the darkness, and the light trembled in the chaos. No matter how you ran, you couldn't escape the boundless curtain of the Su Clan.

The palm of her hand used to hold the fragility, but now she is holding her lover there, and the frailty that was hidden in the past overflows and escapes.When she thought of the world, she became a fragile person.Love made her go to the sky, and love made her fall back to the ground.Fortunately, everything has not yet started.Now there is ambiguity, and ambiguity can be cut off.Guan Yuxuan always restrained his emotions, how could she know that this person was as blinded and crazy as herself.

She stands alone facing the wind on the edge of the end, and is going to fight against the sky for the future.If there is a future, everything can continue, if not, her lover has a future, and there shouldn't be a person from the past there.

So she raised her hand and embraced all the troubles of Qianzhang into her arms.No one knows how many shocks are hidden under the official robe.

The anger is burning in the belly, the breeze is piercing through the sleeves, the words spoken are babbling, and the dreams they have are sweet dreams.

Those bastards in Dingzhou, Zhu Fugui, a gray-bearded old thief, the imperial court has kept a bunch of bastards.

And what is she, just a fool with nothing but courage.She was born in a poor family and was a woman, so she was only too talented when she was young.Her identity was stolen from her elder brother, and her ambition was inherited from her family. She is just the youngest daughter in the family, and she is counting on the affirmation of her father and brother to protect the peace of the world.

God gave her hope, making her think that she could turn the world upside down, and God also gave her despair, making her realize that she couldn't make it up this day.She asked so much in the past, which crushed her unbearable spine, and then she came to Fuzhou, but she only wanted to guard the one-third of an acre of land to change the atmosphere of one side, but why did some people still insist on it?There are tens of thousands of heroes in ancient times, but there are very few heroes in the book. Under the current situation, it is difficult for the emperor to change his course, let alone the common people?Change, even if it is good, some people can't see it in a corner.Once you enter the temple, no one can be alone. In the dilemma, you can't advance, you can't retreat, and keeping a compromise is just a suspended sentence.Suddenly one day, with an order, the world was turned upside down, and all bamboo baskets were used to fetch water, which was in vain.

It's great to throw hairpins, but it's too late.If it wasn't for a letter from He Mingzhang, she might still be kept in the dark even now.

I was mediocre, but I secretly looked at Qingxiao.A vain fame, but a heavy official hat.change of weather?Absurd and ridiculous.

The sky is dilapidated. After the rain, is there really a blue sky that cannot be bullied?The road is bumpy and tortuous, and in the distance, is there really the peace that the saints have preached?

She could no longer see clearly.The frizz on her body was smoothed by Fuzhou, the abrupt edges and corners were flattened by the sea breeze, and her subtle sensitivity was blunted by love. She was stealing the happiness of the day and night, and spent a carefree time. At the same time, she also lost her recklessness. The power to move forward.She was tired, she wanted to stop and rest, she wanted to use her last strength to build a fortress for her lover and keep her safe.

She clenched her hands tightly and said in her heart again and again: "If you are well, I wish enough."

Seeing her back view, Guan Yuxuan was heartbroken, and said hello by accident.

At this moment, there is only the sound of rain, and the same throbbing hearts.

Alone in the rain, alone in the house, just a few feet away, but there is a sense of distance.

Without words, everything is understood.

Concern makes the fragile Guan Yufeng strong, and concern makes Fang Zhiyuan, who is strong, fragile. Love is such a mysterious thing that makes people ebb and flow.

Fang Zhiyuan turned around and left, there were puddles everywhere, and he couldn't escape.The mud splashed on the feet of the clothes, both the warmth of reunion and the coldness of despair.

***

Guan Xiaoqiu came with a yellow juan umbrella, and when she entered the door, she found that Guan Yukuo was already sitting on the ground.She hurried to help her and said, "Ma'am, what's the matter, it's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

"Grind for me."

When I was young, my father was heaven, and when I got married, my husband was heaven.But now they are just two women, the sky is falling, and only they are carrying it.

Guan Yuxuan got up and wrote a lot on the paper.Put it in Guan Xiaoqiu's hands, and said tremblingly, "Xiaoqiu, help me."

Xiao Qiu didn't know why, and replied: "Ma'am, there are so many things to do, how can I finish it? The rain looks like it's going to rain for several days in a row. Let's wait for the rain to stop."

"I can't wait any longer!" Guan Yuzheng propped his hands on the desk, curled up his fingers, scratched the desk with his fingertips, adding a few scratches.She raised her head and looked out the window, without a trace of tears in her eyes, and without a trace of wandering in her words: "The rain will never stop."

The author has something to say:

This chapter is crazy about collecting flags.

Summer escape in the mountains [-]: flowers = rain, branches = distance, wind and rain = situation, which official = Guan Yu / choose one of the two official positions, distance = ambition.

Mid-Autumn Festival [-]: Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water = real and illusory love that may be overturned at any time.

It's not well written, and it's uncomfortable to write, but I can't escape this chapter after all.Love changed Zhiyuan's strength from 80 points to 50 points, and made Yu Yu from 20 points to 50 points. The total is still 100 points. I like this kind of balance.