Purple must

Seven years after the establishment of the Xiqing Dynasty, local gentry in Jiangsu and Zhejiang raised funds to build a Moxie building on Taihu Lake.In the early morning of midsummer, you can have a panoramic view of the vast mist of Taihu Lake from the tower.

Moxie Building has three floors. The first floor is a hall, and a stage is set up in the middle. The theater troupe is invited to sing Kunqu opera at night, and it is rented out to storytellers during the day.The second floor is a circle of elegant seats, where you can not only enjoy the scenery, but also listen to books and plays.

The third floor was originally the roof of the second floor, and some young Jianghu people like to jump on it to drink and enjoy the scenery. Over time, the store built a pergola and became the third floor.

Although it was midsummer, Lu Changqing still wore a gray cloak over the blue singlet.Sitting on a stone bench on the third floor, he sipped warm wine while listening to the faint sound of storytelling coming from downstairs.

"...I saw that the national teacher suddenly pulled something out of the piano. What did the guests think it was? It was a dagger with a cold light! The dagger is only two feet long, and it is so flexible when it is manipulated. It is the dog's opinion." It's not a problem, but he was about to block it with his hands, but the national teacher's eyes were like torches, and his pupils were crimson, and he used the soul-stirring method! The dog army leader lost his mind all of a sudden, just this time, only heard a whoosh ! Phew——the short sword came out of the dog's heart!"

"...The national teacher hadn't stood still, a faint cold light flashed, and the hairs on the back of his neck suddenly stood upside down. No, it was a cold arrow shot by some thief! He had exhausted his strength, his feet were weak, and he fell down with his head up. ! The cliff is behind you!"

Everyone gasped.

"It was too late and then it was too fast. I saw a black horse descending from the sky, and one person flew down! Who are you? Nihou Lu Zhangqing! The national teacher stared round and didn't expect that the two of them would fall off the cliff!"

"The national teacher cried: 'Changqing, why are you so stupid!' Lu Changqing also burst into tears, 'Master Feng Qi, if you die, my heart will die too. We will be together anyway!"

Lu Changqing couldn't take it anymore, he put down his glass and coughed twice.

Gong Yang laughed happily and said, "Excuse me?"

"That's not what they said at the time." Lu Changqing shook his head.

Who would have thought that what was thrilling at that time has now become a book in the hands of a storyteller.Lu Changqing suddenly felt a world away.

"I heard that Xie Ji was worshiped as the prime minister by the little Zhou king." Gong Yangxi studied the wine in the inn, dipped it on his tongue with his chopsticks.

"He has always wanted to do something, so that's good. Ji Xiao has governed the Qingming of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty in the past few years. After worshiping Xie Ji, he will definitely be like a tiger with wings. After all, Xie Ji was also taught by him." Lu Changqing looked at the vast mist, faintly. say.

"Eastern Zhou has been stable for so many years because you blocked those Rongdi in the west. The little Zhou king is useless now, but he will grow up in the future. When he reaches the crown, you will be old and have no heirs. I don't know how this great country will last." How long will this be stable?" Gong Yangxi still likes to ridicule others.

All of a sudden, there was an uproar of voices downstairs, and the railing was crowded with people for a while.

"What's going on?" Lu Changqing asked casually.

"I think you've been making rice soup with tofu all these years—you're so confused! Moxie Building was crowded with so many people early in the morning, so it's natural to see Qingfeng Village. Today happens to be the day when the owner of Qingfeng Village returns to the village!" Gong Yang Xi said with contempt.

"Master Qingfeng Village?" Lu Changqing had either been in the north or lived in a secluded palace all these years, and he had indeed been deaf to what was going on outside the window. His complexion became paler and his health deteriorated day by day.The wasteland guest found Gongyangxi, took him to the south of the Yangtze River to play, and also recuperated his body along the way.

"I heard that the owner of the village is a strange woman who specializes in robbing Japanese pirate ships along the southeast coast. She only returns to Taihu Lake to recuperate on the second day of June every year, so many people specially go to Moxie Tower to see her on this day. People in the rivers and lakes say that She's the 'Lady of Taihu Lake'."

As long as Lu Changqing heard about it, he didn't take it seriously.Time passed and external objects disturbed, but nothing could enter his heart anymore.If Feng Qi is still there, he can take him to this lake to enjoy the breeze and see the scenery.Even if you don't go anywhere, it's good to talk together.

"Nvxia! The ship of Nvxia is coming!" Someone shouted happily.

On the mighty lake, a small boat floated slowly out of the fog.

There is a person in the bow, petite, but standing in black clothes and leaning on a sword.

"Woman! Woman!" shouts came and went in the building, which shows that this chivalrous woman is deeply loved.

"Some people say that she was originally the daughter of a high-ranking official in the Yasukuni. Later, her family fell into ruin during the war, and she became a bandit. After a few years, she became a well-known thief..." Before Gongyang could finish his happy words, he suddenly burst into tears. ,"what is that?"

Suddenly, several people rose up on the originally calm lake, and raised their knives to kill the boat!

That female hero was very skilled, even fighting with these Japanese assassins, she was not defeated.The men behind her also drew their knives to meet the enemy.

It's just that this action affected the surrounding civilian ships, and many boat passengers, women and children fell into the water.

The owner of Qingfeng Village is a chivalrous man, while dealing with the assassins, he also fished the people who fell into the water around him into the boat.However, with such a distraction, he was unable to dodge and suffered several stab wounds on his body.

Lu Changqing's heart was stagnant, and he watched indifferently.Gong Yang was delighted to know that he had no heart for the world, so he said: "Look at her daughter's chivalry, but some people just watch the fire from the other side."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "crash", and Lu Changqing tore off his gray cloak and jumped into the lake.

Lu Changqing's health has not been as good as before in recent years, even if he wants to help, Gong Yangxi will never allow him to get involved.He teased him only because he thought he would never make a move, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

Gongyang was happy but he didn't understand water, so he stamped his feet upstairs in anger, cursing Lu Changqing incessantly.

Lu Changqing swam over, ignored the fighting crowd, picked up a woman who was choking on water, and lifted her to the passenger boat.Without stopping, he turned around and swam to another old man, picked him up and sent him back to the boat.After going back and forth several times, all the boat passengers who fell into the water have been rescued by him.

At this time, Qingfengzhai had killed all the assassins, and the water surface was calm again.Lu Changqing was exhausted, and when he was panting with both hands on the side of the boat, a delicate hand stretched out in front of him.

"Strong man, come aboard." The woman beckoned to him without hesitation.

It was rare for Lu Changqing to feel a little bit of pleasure, and he grabbed the woman's hand and boarded the boat gracefully.

"My lord, Zhao Jing, thank you for your help. If you don't give up, why don't you go to my village and have a cup of hot wine?"

"My servant, Lu Changqing, has admired the girl's reputation for a long time. The girl invites you kindly. If I decline again, I will be rude." Lu Changqing cupped his hands.

People in Xiqing do not shy away from Wang's name, but more and more people call him Changqing over the years.Even if Lu Changqing reported his real name, no one would guess that he was the mighty King Xiqing.However, when Zhao Jing heard his name, he looked at him carefully.In the end, he lowered his eyes, still with an unchanged smile.

Lu Changqing went to Qingfengzhai with Zhao Jing, all of them had traveled through rivers and lakes, and the group drank to their heart's content.A young helmsman in the village asked drunkenly: "Brother Lu, you have visited Taihu Lake, have you been to Songyue Temple?"

"What good place is that?" Lu Changqing asked casually.

"The Taoist temple is on the mountain to the east. There is nothing special about the building. It's just that at this time of year there will be a ceremony to sacrifice to the mountain, and there will be a Nuo dance to watch. It will be very lively at that time, and the local people will rush to see it."

Zhao Jing said angrily, "Xiao Song, don't talk nonsense when you're drunk. It's just a broken Taoist temple, and a few Taoist priests are babbling and singing, what's the point! It's not as good as the Qingquan Temple on the west slope, where the big golden Buddha is beautiful!"

Lu Changqing didn't have any intention of playing at all, and his interest faded, so he said casually: "When you have time, go for a walk, wherever you want."

The next day Zhao Jing prepared a boat and took Lu Changqing to see the Golden Buddha in Qingquan Temple.Unexpectedly, after eating at the gate of the temple, I learned that a high-ranking official from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty came to worship Buddha in the temple.

The young helmsman who accompanied him probably really liked the festival of Songyue Temple, so he couldn't help muttering, "It's still early, and the festival hasn't ended yet, so it's better to watch it now, than to spend a day in vain."

Zhao Jing was silent for a moment, then smiled for a while, "Alright, you can send Brother Lu there, there are still some things to deal with in the village, so I'll go back first."

Zhao Jing boarded another small boat and watched Lu Changqing's figure getting farther and farther away.

Seven years is a long enough time. Now that she saw Lu Changqing, she didn't feel any resentment.

Lord Fengqi, perhaps in a few days, I can face you calmly and pick up the name Qiongju again.

Lu Changqing walked up the mountain slowly along the stone steps. Although the young helmsman was in a hurry, he was not in a hurry.There are very few things in this world that interest him.

The mountain sacrifice ceremony is on the back mountain and needs to pass through the Taoist temple.Lu Changqing was about to go in, but saw that the young helmsman couldn't move.He peeked at the young Taoist with a handful of incense in his hand with a flushed face.

"Do you want incense?" The Taoist seemed to know him, and asked angrily.

"Yes! Yes!" The young helmsman immediately nodded like a sieve.

The shy love affair of young people is very cute. Lu Changqing slightly curled the corners of his mouth, wanting to smile, but felt that his facial muscles were heavy, and he didn't know how to make a smiling expression.Every time his whole heart was a little lighter, he immediately felt a huge rock pressing down hard, and he had to gasp for breath to bear it for a while.

Lu Changqing turned around and walked into the Taoist temple by himself.Passing through the courtyard of pines and cypresses, and walking out from the back door, I saw people coming down the mountain one after another, presumably the festival is over.

Lu Changqing didn't intend to join in the fun at first, but felt that the back mountain was far away and the scenery was pleasant, and walking around could relieve his mood.

After so many years, day and night, no matter whether he was sitting or lying down, his heart was like being burned on fire.Countless doctors were invited, but none of them could be cured.In the first few years he was often furious and violent, but in the past few years he has stopped showing it, and his body and mind have fallen into a dead silence. Although he looks calm and peaceful, he is actually deeply ill, which is even more unbearable than in the first few years.

Ram Xi described his current state as "waiting to die", which is really appropriate.

The more you go up the mountain, the less crowded you are.A clear brook gurgles from the stone among pine trees.Lu Changqing couldn't help taking off his shoes, and stepped on the stream with bare feet.The cool stream water caresses the instep, which is very comfortable to the touch.

He was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, when he suddenly felt itchy feet, opened his eyes, and saw a snow-white peony flower covering his ankle.He bent down to pick up the flowers, and looked up, only to feel that the sun was shining brightly in front of him, and there was a tall figure vaguely.

The man was dressed in a long, gorgeous and complicated purple gauze dress, holding a corolla full of peonies in his hand, his snowy hair was like the silvery white moonlight pouring down, and golden residual makeup hung on the tip of his slender eyes.He came wading through the water, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking bright.A natural and fresh peony fragrance hits faintly.

Lu Changqing felt that time had turned back.

Feng Qi stood in front of him alive again.

Just like the first meeting on that bright afternoon, it was blazing and dazzling.

The man smiled and walked past him without looking sideways.

The moment he passed by, Lu Changqing's hand firmly and forcefully grabbed his wrist.

The author has something to say: There is still the last chapter, tonight or tomorrow morning