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"Ji Han, what do you want to learn?"

Standing in front of the handsome man, the young man said slowly, "Six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, imperial control, calligraphy, and counting."

The man was a little surprised when he heard the boy's answer, "Don't you want to learn the theory of political power and famous officials?"

The teenager smiled.There is no utilitarian expression in the eyebrows and eyes, and the eyes looking at the old man are gentle and peaceful. "Six arts are enough. I just want to guard this world, and I don't need to calculate people's hearts and bells."

The man nodded, his eyes full of approval, "That's fine. There are caring people to take care of the affairs of this world. If you can have such a state of mind, you will win many people."

……

The man stood on the top of the mountain, with the sea of ​​clouds behind him. He stared silently at the young man standing in front of him, from the spotless white clothes to the handsome and gentle face. After a while, the man sighed, "Ji Han, Ren To survive in this world, the most important thing is to live up to your heart, you are like this now..."

"Master," the young man frowned, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't reply to the man's worry, but said - "I'm very happy now."

"Are you really happy?" The man's eyes were deep, his black robe set off his imposing manner, and even his tone became aggressive. "Do you like etiquette or music, riding and archery or books? In fact, you don't like it very much. You just find something to comfort your boring life."

"Master, although I can't say how much I like it, I'm still interested. If I really found it boring, I would have put it aside a long time ago, so how can I stick to it?" The young man's tone was calm, but there was a kind of firm strength. "People in the world say, 'Who do the gentlemen of the world look at, the cold man on Lingxu Mountain', but I know very well that the Lu Juhan in their hearts is just an illusion. I am not a gentleman, but I am definitely not a villain. It's just them I think that what I love deeply and what I am passionate about is just dispensable to me.”

Tianji was silent for a while, and said: "Ji Han, you have always had your own code of conduct, maybe, maybe you think too much as a teacher. That's all, that's all..."

……

"Senior brother, I'm distracted." The girl with bright eyes and white teeth, as bright as the morning sun, said with a habitual smile, just wearing a simple skirt and lightly pulling her hair, she was so beautiful that people were shocked.

The young man looked at the chess game, shook his head, and said in a gentle tone, "It's not that I'm distracted, it's just that my chess skills are not as fast as yours."

The girl obviously disagreed with his words, and carelessly put the last piece that could determine life and death on the chessboard. "No, it's just that I always try to kill everything, but you, senior brother, have left room this time."

The young man looked at the chess game that was over, took back the pieces one by one, and said in a flat tone: "I still want you to learn the tactics of the officialdom. It is a good thing to have such a skill, at least you can protect yourself."

A flash of determination flashed in the girl's eyes, which made her bright appearance more sharp, full of aggression and strength. "Senior brother, you forgot, what I'm learning is not the career path, what I'm looking for is the emperor's art."

The young man smiled, and there was a gentle breath between his eyebrows and eyes, which was an irresistible softness and warmth.

The woman was silent, and then spoke again, but what she said was the past.

"At the beginning, the master heard you and I playing the piano, and said that although my piano skills are high, I have no heart. Your piano skills can be called high-quality, but I am good at covering up disguises, so ordinary people can't tell the difference. But senior brother, Your Qin Xin, I am afraid that you are gentle and gentle towards everyone, but you don’t take them into your heart. Brother, I sincerely hope that one day, you will treat someone wholeheartedly."

The man raised his eyes, looked out along the flowers, and saw the green hills in the distance shrouded in rain and mist, and fell into silence, solitary...

……

Under a pear tree, a man stood sideways. His white robe blended with the pear blossoms, making his hair look blacker.He turned his head because he heard a call, his eyes were far away but quiet, and the corners of his mouth were curved as usual.

"Still leaning," he said. "If I go someday, remember to bury me under the pear blossoms."

The woman was a little annoyed, and said anxiously: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about, there is no one who will die."

The man smiled, handsome and elegant, and the corners of his clothes were gently blown by the wind. "Also, I know my body well. You, just take it as a matter of my mind. As for other things that can help you, just do it and take it."

"If you are really dead," the woman's tone was full of anger, and even the smile on her face couldn't maintain the bright and charming look of the past, "then I will smash your 'Xiange' and burn it. Throw it down from Lingxu Mountain, into the abyss, so that no one can find it, and it will save my space!"

The man rubbed the top of Yue Huan's hair, and said softly, with a bit of a joke in his tone. "I really should let you see what you look like now. It looks much better than usual when you show your true feelings."

"Lu Juhan, are you listening to me carefully?"

"Listen, you can dispose of the violin after I die, whether you smash it or burn it, it's up to you."

"Okay," Yue Huanqing sneered, icicles hidden in his words, sharply cutting through all disguises. "Han Lang, what a peerless, independent gentleman and unparalleled Han Lang. You really don't take these things to heart. Then what do you take to heart? Did the master and I occupy a little space? How much space did you take?"

The man sighed faintly, then took Yue Huan into his arms, and patted her on the back lightly. "Huanqing, don't be sad, you should understand that everyone will die."

……

Lu Shizhi was dreaming.

Then he opened his eyes, and since he was born, he found that he came to another world. At first he would often think about the past, but after he was seven or eight years old, he hadn’t dreamed about the past life for a long time. , probably because of the script of "Chess Game".

This song was written by him, and he likes it the most because it contains the stories of his previous life, master Tianji and junior sister Yue Huanqing, as if reminding him that he is not only Lu Shizhi, but also Lu Juhan.

He closed his eyes, and the world's most talented master Tianji appeared in his mind. His eyes were deep and deep, and no one could understand it, like a wild crane soaring in the sky. No one knew his origin and return; The glamorous and shining junior sister is still in love. She is obviously a woman, but she does not admire the phoenix position but prefers the dragon chair. The woman disguises herself as a man and becomes an official court hall.

Now that the master has passed away after leaving him, I don't know how she is doing now, whether she is sitting in the position she dreamed of.But although he doesn't involve politics, he also knows what that road represents, conspiracy, killing, and climbing up with countless bloody and tearful corpses. What's more, what she wants is not just an extreme minister, but what she wants is to imitate the neighbors. Empress, holds the whole world in her hands.

But all of that has nothing to do with him. The "Whom the gentlemen of the world look at, is Han Lang on Lingxu Mountain", Lu Shizhi, who painted a thousand pieces of gold and superb piano skills, has long since disappeared in the historical torrent of another time and space. Leave a dead bone and a pinch of loess to cover it under the pear blossoms.

He is not a person who is obsessed with the past, and even, in the words of his junior sister Yue Huanqing, he is a ruthless person.He rarely likes things, once he has them, he will stick to them and never let them go.

He is very clear that there is no place for him in that world, but this time and space is full of his existence.

Lu Shizhi opened his eyes again, his eyes turned slightly, and finally landed on the black and white chess pieces in front of the table.

That night, the black and white chess pieces fell, and Wan Lai was silent and sleepless.

at the same time.

Pingjing.

Jintang Garden.

With his hands in his pockets, Zhong Sheng stared at the hanging Chinese painting hanging on the log-colored wallpaper wall with deep eyes.The painting is covered with snow, and there is a series of shallow footprints on the snow, extending to the distance. Bathed in the moonlight, the back of the red-clothed man holding an oil-paper umbrella, from the left side of the painting, crosses several red plums, the color is rich and vivid. Kitsch, on the right side is written a line of thin and unrestrained small characters, like Jiang Mei, cold and cold-"It's hard to say, a good night and a light moon, and the sparse shadows are still romantic." ①Recalling the old work in leisure time, it is called "Li Xue" .” Below the word is a red seal, which reads the seal of living in the cold.Zhong Sheng took a step forward, stroked down the handwriting, and then stayed on the mark, stroking it gently.

"Ju Han..." Zhong Sheng read softly, the voice drifted in the room, and then disappeared one by one.

Lu Shi played chess all night, until early in the morning, there was no winner. His chess reputation was once famous all over the world, but only he knew that he played chess with only three people in his life. One was the master Tianji, and the other was It was the junior sister Yue Huanqing, and the last one was himself.

If black and white want to win, then he can't win no matter what.

But in the same way, if you take a step back, you will lose if you win.

In many things, either the hatchback will be safe, or both sides will suffer.

He was silent, and then gracefully collected the chess pieces one by one, put them in a box, put them in the cabinet and locked them.

He walked out of the room and came to the studio on the third floor. There was a delicately framed painting upside down on the wall. He took it down and turned it over.

There are two people in the painting.

One is a peerless beauty, dressed in red and full of smiles, her face is so dazzling that even those glamorous female stars can't match, the other is a peerless fairy, wearing a hemp robe and deep eyes, revealing the indifference and peace far away from the world. I am used to the peace of life and death.

There is no seal or inscription on the painting, only the green Lingxu Mountain in the background is silent.

He stared at it quietly for a long time, then hung the painting up again with the front side facing out.

All the past, just let it go.

The author has something to say: Note Jun:

(1) From Li Qingzhao's "Man Ting Fang".The small pavilion hides the spring, the open windows lock the day, and the painting hall is infinitely deep and secluded.The incense of the seal script is burned out, and the shadow of the sun is under the curtain hook.It is better to plant Jiangmei by hand, so why bother to climb the building near the water.No one came, it seemed lonely, He Xun was in Yangzhou.It has always been that knowing rhyme wins, embarrassing rain borrowing, and impatient wind and softness.Whose flute is more, blowing the deep sorrow.Don't hate that the fragrance disappears and the snow diminishes, you have to believe in it, sweep away the traces and keep it.It's hard to say, a good night and a light moon, sparse shadows are still romantic.