[Lu Xiaofeng] Bring a husband back to the ancient tomb

Yellow Crane Tower, one of the three famous buildings in the south of the Yangtze River.It is known as "the first building in the world".Breaking through the peaks of the Bashan Mountains, accepting the clouds and waters of Xiaoxiang, the mighty Yangtze River meets the Hanshui River, its longest tributary in the hinterland of Sanchu, creating a majestic appearance of Jiangcheng separated by two rivers and three towns facing each other.It is located on the eastern edge of the Jianghan Plain, where the hills of southeast Hubei undulate between plains, lakes and swamps, where turtles and snakes are sandwiched between mountains, and boats on the river are arranged like a Yellow Crane Tower.

The Yellow Crane Tower is located on the top of Snake Mountain.There are five floors in total, rising from the ground with 72 columns, majestic and steady; [-] corners stretch out in the air, just like a yellow crane taking off.The roof is specially made of yellow glazed tiles.Against the blue sky and white clouds, the colors are gorgeous and majestic.

Standing on the fifth floor, Yang Pingting held the candied haws that Huamanlou had just bought for her in her mouth. Looking at the choppy Yangtze River, she tilted her head slightly. After thinking for a while, she said:

"One went to Changsha for a relocation, looked west to Chang'an, but did not see home.

The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng. "

Sitting on the stone table in the middle of the building, the flowers making tea were all over the building, his hands shook slightly, and a drop or two of the boiling tea in the purple sand pot splashed on the back of his white hands, and two green beans the size of mung beans immediately rose up. The erythema comes.

Hua Manlou didn't panic, and put the purple clay pot away in a leisurely manner.Get up and walk to Yang Pingting: "Are you sure, this is the right time to read this poem?"

A cute doll with candied haws in its mouth actually recites a poem with a desolate scene, it is really a disgrace.

Yang Pingting looked back at Huamanlou and asked, "If it were you, which poem would you read?"

Hua Manlou took out the folding fan at his waist, opened it, and shook it gently.For a while, I really couldn't think of poems that fit the occasion. It seems that as long as the poems related to the Yellow Crane Tower are parting, they are sad.

"Actually, I didn't recite this poem to suit the occasion. It's just that I like the line 'The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng.' This kind of scenery will be very beautiful when you think about it." Yang Pingting closed it With her star-like eyes and the corners of her lips slightly raised, she slowly sketched out a picture in her mind:

In the depths of the plum grove, an elegant man dressed in white snow was sitting on the floor, with a clear and jet-black bun casually tied on top of his head, which was still vertical at his waist.Yan Ruyu, eyes like stars, a bamboo flute as green as jadeite is lightly touching her cherry-colored lips.As the white and slender ten fingers fiddled gently, the melodious and melodious flute sound slowly flowed from the lips, which affected the afterglow of the setting sun and the plum blossoms on the tree. Driven by the breeze, they slid down from the branches lazily, With a refreshing fragrance, it renders the whole plum forest.Once people see it, they will never forget it.

Suddenly, Yang Pingting opened her eyes, frowned, shook her head lightly, and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, it is impossible to see such a scene except in dreams. What can plum blossoms possibly bloom?" It's in May."

"Hahaha... aren't you just talking about a dream?" The unruly voice broke the tranquility of this floor.

Hua Manlou and Yang Pingting turned around at the same time. There was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in a flamboyant red dress, exuding a youthful and lively atmosphere.On the round oval face, a pair of black eyes were raised upwards, showing a little arrogance.

He raised his head deliberately, let his eyes hang down, and looked at the two picturesque people in front of him from the corner of his eyes: "Everyone knows that plum blossoms bloom in the winter and the twelfth lunar month. If you want to bloom in May, it is better to look forward to June." As for Feixue, it will come faster that way."

With the ups and downs of her speech, the gold hairpin with tassels in the princess bun also swayed gently, facing the sun with a dazzling light.

Looking at this young lady from an aristocratic family who appeared out of nowhere, Hua Manlou and Yang Pingting exchanged glances, and at the same time chose to avoid speaking.

In fact, as early as she stepped on the first step downstairs, the two heard footsteps.The reason for ignoring it is nothing more than because the Yellow Crane Tower is not owned by anyone, but a beautiful scenery in Jiangcheng. Anyone who likes it can come.

"Miss, miss." Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, shouts from far and near broke the tranquility of the room.A woman with a double bun came up with a 'dongdongdong', her cheeks were flushed, her mouth was open for panting, her hands were still flapping on her chest, and she spoke intermittently: "Miss...you... "Don't... run so fast, the master won't let you run around."

The woman took out a golden slingshot from the goose-yellow brocade bag at her waist and shook it between her index fingers: "Okay, okay, I know. Dad misses me at home, and you still miss me after you come out, don't you bother me. Let me tell you, stop reading it, it sounds boring."

The woman was still thinking about it, Yang Pingting and Hua Manlou looked at each other and chose to leave at the same time.No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't stand the harassment of croaking noise.Good times can be found everywhere, so instead of being harassed here, it’s better to choose another place.

Looking at the background of the fluttering clothes of the two people, Little Niba's eyes widened a little: "They are so beautiful. Especially that girl, she is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off."

"Hello." The little girl who was dissatisfied with herself looked at the other people in a daze, and she was also a good-looking person, so the woman leaned closer to Little Niba's ear and yelled.

After seeing her trembling in fright, she laughed loudly again: "Hahaha, you must have been frightened. You deserve it. Who told you to look at others like that? Could it be that Miss Ben's appearance is worse than hers?"

"No, no, in Little Mud's heart, miss is always the prettiest." The honest tone came from the heart, without any flattery or compliment.In Little Mud's heart, Miss is indeed the most beautiful girl.

She was bought by the master from the prostitute. She was only five years old at the time. I heard from someone who was locked in the small dark room that if no one wanted them, the prostitute would sell them to a brothel or a waiter.Although he didn't understand what the brothel and the servants were doing, but hearing the terrified tone of the others, Little Muddy was sure that it must not be a good place.So, she was looking forward to God every day, to bless her to be bought by a rich family, it doesn't matter if she is a cow or a horse.

Maybe it was because of her good luck, she was bought back home by the master not long after.The master is very kind, he didn't let her be a cow or a horse, but let her accompany his seven-year-old daughter, be her maidservant, and also be her playmate.Basically don't let her do the rest.From that day on, Master and Miss are the best people in Little Niba's heart, no one can compare to Miss and Master.

Thinking of the past, Little Mud smiled like a flower, God is so kind, she heard her prayer and her wish came true.Then can she be greedy and make one more wish, that is, hope that the young lady will find a good husband as soon as possible, and live happily ever after.

The author has something to say: I don't know why, but this woman Guozi always unconsciously portrays Zhu Qiqi as her image, should I add the martial arts history into it?This is really a problem, what do you think?If you don't want to, I'll change it