The Yanmen of Zhousheng is like the old days without end of spring

Yan Yan plays with the wind, and the willow hangs down.

In June in Jiangling, the river breeze is slightly drunk, and tourists want to get drunk.

The new Emperor Nan Xiao ascended the throne, amnesty the world, Jiangling, which has been without wine, meat, singing and dancing for three months, has only come to life in the past few days.

In the largest restaurant in Linhe, the singer's voice was melodious, like a warbler's song or a bird's song, and it was sent to every nearby small boat moored on the water.Scholars in the Southern Xiao Dynasty are very romantic, not only like to gather in the courtyard to play with the flowing water, but also like to sing poems and meet friends on the river by themselves in a small boat, and listen to little songs by the way.

At this time, on one of the unremarkable boats, there were two outstanding-looking women standing on the prow. While listening to the singer singing, she tilted her head and whispered. She giggled after saying something funny. The scene into the painting is also a wonderful stroke of this beautiful scenery.

In the cabin, two men sat facing each other, the hot air of the tea was faintly visible from the rim of the cup, and the cabin was full of tea fragrance.

"The matter has been settled, and the poor monk will leave tomorrow." The speaker was dressed in a green robe, and there was no emotion in his brows, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary thing.

The man on the opposite side is wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt, with a look of contempt that is concealed, even though he is dressed as a scholar, he can't hide the kingly posture he brought with him. I saw his slender fingers holding the teacup, as if about to enter, But put it on the table again.

The monk's eyelids twitched, and it could be seen from this movement that he was struggling in his heart.

The monk smiled, it was no regret that the decisive little Nanchen Wang Zhou Shengchen could be entangled in his own fate.

"Does she know?" Zhou Shengchen looked at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look up the bow, where Feng Qiao was pointing at a place where she was talking with a smile.

"I thought you had everything planned." Zhou Shengchen said.

Xiao Yan didn't say a word, he had indeed made arrangements for everything, Bei Chen, Wang Jun, Nan Xiao, the royal family, everything he could think of had been properly arranged, except... her.

He didn't know what to do.

"Now that you have avenged your revenge, there is no room for you in the north and south, why must you..." Zhou Shengchen seemed unwilling to continue.

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, relieved but determined: "The hard work is a lowly deed, to the point of suffering and hardship. For my father who suffered a terrible death in the past, for my mother who was humiliated all my life, for my wife who suffered a tragic death, for my two children who died young, if The karma is due to the poor monk, and I am willing to do asceticism to cross over."

"Buddha said: Ten karmic causes and conditions are not karmic rewards, and nothing is done without intention."

"Intentionally or not, it's all up to me," Xiao Yan looked at Zhou Shengchen, "Does Your Highness want to discuss the scriptures with the poor monk?"

Zhou Shengchen waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested.

Xiao Yan smiled, he naturally knew that Zhou Shengchen didn't mean that, but he just didn't want to leave by himself.

"Your Highness, take care."

Zhou Shengchen looked at Xiao Yan, "No matter when and where, you will always be a member of my Nanchen Palace."

Xiao Yan nodded, this was his promise and the strongest backing he gave.

The boat swayed slightly, it was Ji Shiyi and Fengqiao who had returned.

"Princess, the poor monk will take my leave first." Xiao Yan got up and said.

"I haven't seen the military advisor for more than a month, why are you leaving in a while?" Mi Shiyi looked at Xiao Yan, then at Zhou Shengchen, and for some reason, she felt that the atmosphere was not quite right.

"I've said everything I need to say, so I won't bother you anymore." Xiao Yan said.

"If that's the case, then I won't bother you here." Feng Qiao said with a smile, but she didn't notice anything unusual, and thought it was Xiao Yan who didn't want to disturb Master and Shi Yi's time on the boat.

Xiao Yan and Feng Qiao both left, and Kui Shiyi watched them leave the boat and go ashore, and sat down beside Zhou Shengchen.

"Military division, he..."

"he's gone."

"Go back to Beichen?"

"maybe."

Ji Shiyi finally sensed that something was wrong, and grabbed Zhou Shengchen's hand, "Could it be that he is the military adviser and left the palace?"

Zhou Shengchen nodded, "He once told me that when the vengeance is avenged, he will go to the world to practice asceticism, travel around in this life, save his family, and redeem his sins."

"This..." Ji Shiyi frowned, "Does Fourth Senior Sister know?"

Zhou Shengchen shook his head.

Wei Shiyi's heart seemed to be blocked by something suddenly, and his chest felt unbearable.

"Monk, there is something he has to do." Knowing that Shi Yi was sad, Zhou Shengchen persuaded softly.

"I know that anyone who has gone through these things will find it difficult to get out of it all their lives. I just feel sorry for Fourth Senior Sister..." Mu Shiyi said in a muffled voice, leaning his head gently on Zhou Shengchen's shoulder.

Zhou Shengchen wrapped Min Shiyi's waist and hugged him in his arms. Both of them were silent, only the singer's singing wafted back and forth on the river.

"The high hall is not a wall, and it attracts the wind from all sides. It blows the clothes, and makes you smile..."

"Repeatedly put on the flower mat, but don't apply the curtain. The gentleman can't come forward, wait for me to have a plastic surgery..."

"I know that the three summers are simmering, but today I am so lonely. The incense towel is blown on the jade mat, and the common man goes upstairs to sleep..."

Zhou Shengchen frowned, "I don't know who is frivolous and dissolute, ordering this kind of music."

Ji Shiyi chuckled lightly, "Speaking of which, the frivolous libertine who ordered this song last time seems to be your old friend, and you know what it is when you hear it, and you stopped him from singing it to me. It's probably not the first time I've heard it."

"..." Zhou Shengchen straightened his body unnaturally.

"Did I hit it?" Ji Shiyi raised his head from Zhou Shengchen's arms, and pointed his slender fingers at the tip of his nose, "When I came to Nanxiao in the early years, the little King Nanchen who had no heavy oaths was naturally the same. The wind blows."

"When did I pass by?" Zhou Shengchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and held the finger that was making trouble on his face, "I only sent Huan Yu here once when he was going south, and it was only then that I heard about it. I didn't know "Midnight Wu Ge" at the beginning "What is it? I only know it after I have heard it. I was impressed because the content was too explicit and vulgar. At that time, I came to Nan Xiao by mistake. You, a girl who has not been out of the cabinet, how can you let you listen to this kind of thing?" thing."

Seeing Zhou Shengchen explaining so seriously, Ji Shiyi couldn't help laughing, "I'm just joking with you."

Seeing her smile, Zhou Shengchen felt relieved a little, and couldn't help but think of Huan Yu's words in his mind, when you get married in the future, you must be like me, afraid of guilt.

Mei Shiyi had just stood outside for a long time, and now he was a little sleepy, so he simply lay down with his pillow on Zhou Shengchen's leg, closed his eyes and took a nap.

While drinking tea, it was getting dark all around, Zhou Shengchen looked out, there were dark clouds, it turned out to be cloudy.

"Eleventh, it's time for us to disembark." Zhou Shengchen called out softly, caressing Ji Shiyi's temples.

"Mmm...Mu'er, don't quarrel with Auntie..." Mi Shiyi twisted her body impatiently and muttered something.

"It's not Mu'er," Zhou Shengchen said with a smile, "it's Mu'er's father."

"Huh?" Min Shiyi opened his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, and hugged Zhou Shengchen's waist, "I was so sleepy, I thought it was Mu'er, and I forgot that Mu'er didn't come to the palace... I miss him."

"I miss him too." Zhou Shengchen smiled warmly, "It's about to rain, we should go."

"Let's stay on the boat tonight, okay?" Mi Shiyi took Zhou Shengchen's hand and shook it, "I've never slept on a boat before."

"Okay." Zhou Shengchen nodded, it's summer now, don't worry about her catching cold, as long as she is happy, he will not refuse.

That night, there were only one small boat by the river, and the light was always on until dawn.

When the wind came at night, the boat swayed slightly. Whether it was because of the wind or love, I couldn't tell.