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In the summer of the 21st year of Jiahua, the Fuzhou Lecture Center has begun to take shape, but two foreign masters are missing. In order to catch up with the auspicious day for opening, the two had to separate the boat. Fang Shengman deliberately left the big boat to Guan Yukuo Unexpectedly, the cloudy sky changed that day, and the wind and waves were raging within a few moments. The tall ship was like a faint tea leaf in boiling water, which would never return for a moment.Guan Yuzhen was rescued by Qiao Pingxi who was passing by on the splint. She asked Qiao Pingxi to send her back to Fuzhou with a spare boat, but Qiao Pingxi left her to rest on the boat for a few days on the grounds that her body was not healed and she could not sail far.

It was a day when the wind and waves subsided, and the sky was overcast in the distance, and a group of warships could be faintly seen approaching. Guan Yukuo had been suspicious for a long time, so he hurriedly asked, "Where did those warships come from?"

Qiao Pingxi bowed his head and remained silent.

Guan Yuxuan took a step forward and asked, "Is that France?"

Qiao Pingxi held the railing, hid his expression in the darkness, and still did not answer.The pain that had passed away for many years was gradually awakened, and she thought that she had long forgotten the feeling of digging a bone.Guan Yuxuan stood there in a daze for a long while, his trembling hands held in the air for a moment, then slowly fell and asked in a low voice: "Where are you going again?" Under the dark clouds, there are shadows everywhere , she stood in the shadow that she couldn't escape, looked at Qiao Pingxi, and asked in a very soft voice: "Is it Fuzhou?"

Under the cloudy sky, the wind lifted the sleeves of the young businessman embroidered with the pattern of the green flag, which was the pride of the family's glory.He turned his head slowly, calm and independent, the jade was as elegant as yesterday, his brows and eyes were filled with shock, his thin lips were tightly pursed without a trace of curvature, Guan Yuzhen suddenly felt a bitter cold rush up his spine and hit his scalp, She couldn't help but staggered back two steps in fright, leaning her back against the railing, and suddenly realized that she didn't quite understand this friend who had known her for many years.Qiao Pingxi grew up on the sea, with a quarter of English blood. He has a straight nose, a taller figure than the Liang people, and a calm demeanor with the gentleness of the Han people. That's why when we first met at the ferry, he was more brown-haired and blue-eyed. The foreigners are more cordial.

But everything doesn't seem to be the case. The more kind a person is, sometimes the farther they go, so far that they are no different from strangers.

Qiao Pingxi is like a ship, there is no harbor for mooring, Guan Yufu thinks he has one, this may be a misunderstanding from the beginning.

"You already knew that, didn't you? Qiao Pingxi, you are from Liang!"

He lowered his eyebrows and remained silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Liang people's world has come to an end, don't you also suffer from it?"

"..."

"You and I met once, I don't want you to die."

"Give me a boat and let me go back."

"Why do you have to go back, the person you love is dead, he died in the Liang Dynasty!"

"No, she is not dead, she is with Fuzhou."

And I, with her.

***

Fang Shengman waited for Guan Yufu in Fuzhou for a long time, but he waited for the flames of war and the shipwreck.

Her Huatong official seal is gone, if she never gave up on Xuan Mian, if her brother is still alive, will everything change?Thinking of this, she smiled sadly, she had been ruthlessly suppressed again and again, and she had already lost the ability to cry and question fate.Since Fang Zhiyuan's name turned into a pile of loess, the short-term prosperity returned to its original appearance, and the city walls that had been piled up brick by brick were gradually destroyed, and they became desolate and filthy in the blink of an eye. She worked hard for many years, but she did not expect to destroy it. so easy.Fuzhou has blue sky and blue sea in summer, but Fang Shengman saw the fire that burned Efang Palace from it for no reason.

Isn't this contradictory navy blue and scarlet, history and present, the world she can't understand with naked eyes?Mr. Dong was emptied, Dingzhou merchants invaded Fuzhou's supply of goods, and as the trade became more and more prosperous, not only goods, but also opium.But she has no power anymore, just like a ship without a rudder, unable to control Fuzhou to go anywhere. Watching her longing for a peaceful world being mothed away at a slow but irreversible speed.

When someone sets up cannon fire to shake its authority, it will be found that the foundation is already empty, so where can I use ammunition?When it saw the light, it shattered into a pool of sawdust on the sea.

Under the universal sunshine, there is still something indescribably beautiful.

The warship did not go to Fuzhou, but landed in Shenzhou first, and entered Fuzhou from the inland. At this time, the army was in chaos, and the people scattered and fled. Fang Shengman wandered in the port every day, and went back to the place where he was waiting for his father and brother in Shenzhou more than ten years ago in a daze. day.At that time, I prayed and prayed countless times, begging God to send them back, until the pirates came in, defeated a girl's most hopeless request, and forced her to leave with sharp knives.Fate reincarnated in various bizarre ways. Last time it was Shenzhou, this time it was Fuzhou, last time it was father and brother, this time it was Guan Yufu, last time it was Japanese pirates, this time it was a foreigner.

But this time, she couldn't leave. She had long since disbelieved in the long-lost reunion during the war. The world is so big and people are so small. If it wasn't for the appointment in Fuzhou, where would she meet her again?

Guan Yuzheng arrived in Fuzhou by boat, and she saw Fang Shengman at first glance, surrounded by people who had fled in a hurry and brought their families with them, like a phantom on horseback, there was only one figure, fixed there, Give her directions to home.In the crowd, what she wants is not a pot of warm tea under the wind, flowers, snow and moon, but the person who once said that she will give her everything, and that person doesn't need to do anything, as long as she stands there, she is everything.

The sea water reflects the gunpowder and the sky, panic grows wantonly, licks every hair with sparks, the foreground is tumbling, the nose is bitter, the shock cuts off the tongue that has no right to speak, praying is useless, praying is useless, everyone does not know Where the future will be, they don't even know where the next step is going, but they know that every step they take is to get closer to each other, that is the future, that little bit of glimmer of light in the abyss and mud under the dark clouds, Possesses the power to pierce through everything, pushes away the misery of the end of the world and the despair of crying, and approaches the imaginary warm light.

Some people want to escape for their lives, while others want to catch the illusory Moon Shadow.

They were not submerged in the crowd, nor were they dispersed. The irresistible torrent of the times hit them wantonly many times, but none of them could really separate them.

An invisible thread brought them closer step by step.At the moment when their hands touched, they looked at each other, and in their eyes was the shattered peace of the world, and Haiyan Heqing who was illuminated by each other.Bullets are used as firecrackers, blood is used as red silk, and exclamations are used as celebrations. The whole Fuzhou is an ironic auditorium covered in flames of war.

This day is a day when the flames of war are tumbling, and it is a day that she cannot turn over.

This land is a devastated land, a land that gave birth to her, raised her and abandoned her.

The next moment the shell hit the Fuzhou city tower, they both knelt down due to the ground shaking, and clasped their hands even more tightly because of the overturning.

The city is about to fall, so worship the heaven and the earth.

***

In the last years of Nanliang, the world was confused, the world collapsed, and wolves rose together.The son of heaven, Du, guards himself, burns incense and sits high, Yan Yi is in peace and contentment, not knowing that the day will come to an end, and then the fortunes of the country will wither, drinking and singing dirges, three calls for millet separation, but the end of the Su family is over.Husbands have changed from ancient to modern times, and dynasties have changed. Often there are thousands of holes and wounds that cannot be rescued quickly. Even if there are heroes and talents who spit out the pot, they cannot be resisted. , is actually the rule of man, and is invincible to the changes of the world.It's over!Looking up at the weather of the heaven and the earth, overlooking the myriads of the world, there is a lot of rush, if it is not blocked, it will not flow; Who owns the world?

Fangnu's white house is poor, Guannu's deep boudoir, different places, wrong household, originally should not be married together, but by chance, they reunited in Suqiu, Qingping, got acquainted with bits and pieces of literature, fell in love with each other day and night, and stayed together in the vast expanse In troubled times, we know that these two people are most likely to marry each other.Flying east and west, but with a fixed heart, there is no day but a clear heart, different places can be moved, different households can be changed, but the heart is not the same, the most difficult to match.Today, the military revolution in the Central Plains is prosperous, so what is the relationship between the two daughters' affectionate love?Talented scholars and beauties are mostly born in troubled times, and it is said that in troubled times, there are many talented people and beauties. Those who have good deeds hear about this incident, pick up a pen and make up a lot of ink, change the year name to Jiahua, make good stories, and also tell lies.

In the autumn and October of the 21st year, the city gate of Fuzhou was broken.

It is recorded as "Fuzhou Postscript".

The author has something to say:

Gossip in Fuzhou, this article is the ending of Fuzhou, not the ending of Fang Guan.

The two then bumped and tossed, and grew old together.

What is bitter is the times, and what is warm is the hearts of the people.To use an original sentence: Today, the Bandang military revolution in the Central Plains is reciprocating, so what is the relationship between the two daughters' affectionate love?

"Look at today's domain, who actually dominates the world!" From Luo Binwang's "Discussing Wu Zhao".