[Comprehensive martial arts] The Central Plains is too scary

Gu Xichao went to see Fu Zongshu that night, and when he left for Qingzhou to pack his things the next day, he looked sullen.

Lu Tage was sent by Yang Yu to follow Gu Xichao. In order to get close to the customs of the Central Plains and not be regarded as a different kind, he changed his clothes, shrunk down the exposed area of ​​his body, and then put on a white robe and a hood. conspicuous.

Gu Xichao stood at the door of the house when people from the Western Regions were changing clothes, and stood still at the door after changing clothes, but there was an extra piece of paper in his hand.

"Give it to Master Yang for me, is that okay?" the young man walked over and said after patiently waiting for the people from the Western Regions to finish taking off the jingling gold ornaments on their bodies.

With a gold chain in his mouth, Lu Tage casually took the tissue paper into his bosom while arranging his hood, loosened the too tight ribbon around his neck, and followed Gu Xi into the carriage.

They left early, before dawn, even the capital was quiet.

The sound of wheels and wheels can be heard clearly on the avenue, often attracting a few sporadic dogs barking in the deep alley.

Yang Yu's ruined mansion was not far from the city gate, when Lu Tage got up from the car as he was passing by, a dark dust scattered and flashed out, and he easily flipped into the courtyard with his hands on the courtyard wall.Before he landed, he felt his hairs standing on end, he hurriedly stepped on the courtyard wall with his toes, and abruptly turned over in mid-air.

The sword light was like a rainbow, and the silver light flashed out of thin air. The cold sword tip just brushed against the neck of the man from the Western Regions. It was so dangerous that it almost killed Lu Tage.

The man from the Western Regions leaned against the wall, turned his head to avoid the long sword hanging on the side of his neck, raised his blue eyes slightly, and looked at Yang Yu silently.

The Changge family member in front of him coughed lightly after seeing Lu Tage clearly, and said apologetically, "I thought it was an assassin."

The man from the Western Regions stretched out his index finger and middle finger to hold the tip of the sword, silently pushed it aside, and then struggled to take out Gu Xichao's letter from his thick white robe.

"He gave it to you." Lu Tage said.

Yang Yu retracted his sword, raised his eyebrows slightly, took the thin paper and unfolded it.

Gu Xichao's handwriting is indeed beautiful, with elegant structure and well-proportioned flesh and bones. At this time, the lower script is also soft and clean, and there is only one small poem on the snow-white rice paper.

Yang Yu didn't think much, because Lu Tage was next to him, so he read it directly.

——"Last night, the red candles were stopped in the bridal chamber, and I waited for the Xiaotang to pay my respects to my uncle and aunt. After putting on makeup, I asked my husband and son-in-law in a low voice.

Lu Tage, who was waiting with folded arms, was stunned for a long time when he heard the words, and then asked tentatively "... you???"

Although his Central Plains dialect is not good, he can still understand such vernacular words! ! !

Yang Yu fell silent holding the poem.

The reputation of this poem is not small. It was written by Zhu Qingyu in Yang Yushi's memory, "Recently Examining Zhangshuibu". Whether the ability can pass the imperial examination.

Gu Xichao sent this poem to him at this time, probably to ask him whether he can manage the territory well. According to Gu Xichao's experience, it is inevitable that the new official will feel uneasy when he takes office.

Of course, if I understand correctly, asking him at this time whether he can manage the territory well implies more meaning that he wants to pick himself out in the future dispute with Cai Fu and serve the people of the territory wholeheartedly. Govern Qingzhou.

But these explanations to Lu Tage, most people in the Western Regions would not be able to understand.

"It's not the superficial meaning." Yang Yu directly pointed out the key point with the most concise words, turned around and entered the room, and came out again after a while, carrying the piano used in the previous song on his back.

The Changgemen's lightness skills are not bad, and their movements are also very elegant. Lu Tage followed him through the clouds, and after a while, he arrived at a tall pine tree on the side of the road in the suburbs of Beijing.

The rain washes away the world, orchids, osmanthus, and bamboo grow intertwined along the official roads in the suburbs of Beijing, birds chirp and insects sing, the sky is misty, and the mist seems to be in Penglai.

The young censor wore a bamboo hat to prevent being seen by irrelevant people. At this moment, the Hengqin was on his knees and he was waving the seven strings.

Lu Tage thought he was going to sing some obscure piano song.

But Yang Yu didn't. The young man in a thick purple fur sat on the side of the road and played casually.

The sound of the piano is long and soft, and after a while, it turns into a continuous fiddle without rush, like flowing water soup, and then rushes after a slow caress that seems to be pouring from a high place, continuous, ding ding dong dong, gurgling and gushing .

People in the Western Regions don't know how to play the piano, but they can tell that it sounds like water.

But he didn't expect Yang Yu to change the tune after a flick, and the movement of playing the piano completely slowed down.

This time, there are many chants in the sound of the piano that Lu Tage doesn't understand. The tune is solemn and dignified, echoing in the valley.

Gu Xichao's car came out from the depths of the forest like this, the horse was not walking fast, and the car was also not going fast, stepping on the moist and mild morning moisture, slowly passed in front of the person sitting under the tree playing the piano.

The green pine is straight, and Yang Yu's back is also straight, and under the thin shoulders are strong bones that can withstand hundreds of folds.

The young official opened a corner of the car curtain and looked deeply at the qin player who was wearing a curtain and couldn't see his face clearly.

He didn't know this person not long ago, but he was unexpectedly favored, and even got an official position for this, and an opportunity to show off his talent and learning. Looking back today, the legend of this experience is like a dream.

There is no such good thing in the world, and Gu Xichao always knows what the other party wants him to do.

In Qingzhou, which is relatively rich and not too far from the capital, collect evidence enough to bring down Fu Zongshu and Cai Jing.

Perhaps it was because the opponent's methods were always too gentle, Gu Xichao was a little hesitant before.

Of course he knew about the evil things Fu Zongshu and Cai Jing did, but he was too frivolous and was targeted by the group of people in the court.If he stepped forward rashly, he might not only not be able to hurt Fu Zongshu and Cai Jing, but also be beaten back into white clothes, and thrown into the dungeon might be his final outcome.

Even if he wanted to make a move, it should be when he had a firm foothold in Qingzhou, full-fledged, not afraid of power, and when he was able to kill those two with one blow.

But...Yang Yu understood him.

Flowing water and high mountains, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Gu Xichao has traveled to too many places, seen too many darkness in the world, and the suffering of people's livelihood.He has also seen too many scenery, the sky is full of autumn water, the clouds are rising and the snow is flying, and the waves are curling up the leaves. He has struggled for a long time inside and outside the world of mortals, and finally chose to go deep into the court.

He wants to show off his talents and fulfill his long-cherished wish, so that more people in this world will not have to worry about livelihood and taxes, and have the opportunity to ride a good horse and enjoy the beauty of the world.

If what you learn in this life can only be used to amuse yourself in your spare time, it is better than that wild man in the mountains, who enjoys a cup of rough tea every day, and enjoys the harvest when he harvests, and feels relaxed when he hears the birdsong.Occasionally looking for beautiful scenery, I would carry a pot of dirty wine and play some game. Although life is a bit monotonous, I can live happily all my life.

He read the books of sages to learn from those sages, display what he has learned all his life, and serve the world.

Where is the world?

Between the chariots and horses, the court hall is square inches, in the music of a piano.

Yang Yu understood him, and after a few days of getting along with him, he became a bosom friend.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

Gu Xichao sighed deeply, and sang a seemingly irrelevant ancient tune to the qin music in the car.

"Beat the drums and bore them, and use the troops enthusiastically. I will travel south alone."

Lu Tage returned to the car, Gu Xichao put down the curtain and sat back in his seat.

The sound of the piano is clanging, blending with the singing of the young people.

"Death and life are inseparable, talk to Zi Cheng, hold your hand, and grow old together with Zi."

"If you are so broad, you can live without me; if you are humble, you can believe without me."