[Main Wenshu] Beifeng Nanzhi

As dusk approached, the wind in the courtyard gradually increased.

"Hiss..." Zhao Mingcheng, the only male among the three, had the weakest physique due to years of copywriting work. He shivered in the cold wind. When he saw the gazes from his wife and guests, he felt a little nervous. Awkward.

Naturally, Mrs. Li knew her husband, so she tightened her clothes immediately, and said with a smile, "It's really cold here, please, let's go to the study and continue chatting." She was many years older than Random, After she got close, she naturally omitted the word "Nvxia", but she was still young, but she was considered equal to the four famous arresters (at least on the surface), so how to address her became a difficult problem. The problem.At first, Li thought it would be rude to call her by her name, but she was dismissed as being informal, so she called her "Yi". Although it was against the rules, it also seemed closer.

"Okay, both of you are knowledgeable people, your study must be extraordinary." He said casually, "I remember, Sister Li told me that the study was called 'Guilaitang', right? It comes from Tao Yuanming's Return to Come ?”

Zhao Mingcheng nodded, "She chose the name, and I knew she was going to show it off to you. By the way, did she tell you that she also named herself 'Yi'an Jushi'?" ?”

"Brother Zhao, I think you are more proud than sister Li." He casually pointed out Zhao Mingcheng's intention to show off his wife's talent, and made the couple blush at the same time before giving up.

The three of them walked into the study chatting and laughing, and when they entered, they raised their heads casually and glanced at them. The three characters "Guilaitang" were flamboyant and free and easy.

How long will it last in the physical universe?He didn't commit himself to going or staying.

She naturally thought of these two sentences written by Tao Yuanming. They are obviously worthy of praise, but they seem a bit out of date in this world.

The sorrow that was temporarily dispersed due to the joy of meeting her confidant quietly permeated up again. She looked back at the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, and seemed to see their dilapidation after a few years in a trance.She knew that the illusion at this moment was nothing more than the superimposition of the cruel scenes she had seen along the way, but she also faintly felt that this was a foreshadowing.

And it's by no means a good sign.

"Yi, what are you looking at?" Mrs. Li pulled her into the room, "Could it be that you are so excited when you see the scene of the cool breeze playing with red, and you want to say something."

"Sister Li, don't be joking. How can I have such a talent?" Freedom smiled helplessly. She warned herself that she must not defeat the interest of Zhao Mingcheng and his wife, so she forced her thoughts to disperse. She looked at the booth on the table. The open book still has ink marks on it, "Could this be the masterpiece of the two of you?"

"..."

Randomly chatted with Zhao Mingcheng and his wife a lot about gold and stone matters, stayed at their house for one night, and bid farewell to them early the next morning.

This couple is very good friends worth making friends with. It's a pity that she is in a different situation from them. She doesn't need to use her own ideas to influence this couple who just want to enjoy a peaceful life, but she will be unhappy with herself. I'm really not sure I'll do that.

They were still in a peaceful dream, it was better for her, the one who woke up, to stay away from them.

What happened in the next few months was faster and more terrifying than any storm that I have ever experienced.

When the Jin soldiers surrounded Kaifeng not long ago, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats. When they couldn't think of a way out like headless chickens, there was news that the court had ceded land for peace.Before the people in the world and the court could decide whether this decision was wise or shameful, the newly appointed emperor announced his repentance and wanted to go to war with the Jinren.

Afterwards...there was only news of the loss of the country and the retreat of the Song Army.

There has never been such a complete mourning and concubine atmosphere in the capital.

No matter who died, no matter whether the person who died was a traitor or a good minister, there will always be a corner of this city full of laughter.

Tong Guan's head is still hanging on the city gate, but this day is still too late.

The disease is already dying, so what's the use of trampling on the dug out sore thousands of times?

The Shenhou Mansion did not regain its vitality because of the death of this traitor.

Wuqing slowly pushed the wheelchair into the relatively desolate backyard. The swordsman serving him had already lit the brazier according to his instructions. He approached the only warm light in the dark night, and stretched out his hand as if bewitched. As if to touch the flame.

"My lord, be careful." Yin Jian stopped him.

Regardless of whether there are gray hairs on the ruthless temples, no matter whether there are wrinkles on his forehead, he always calls him son, and he can't change his words.

"It's okay." Even though he said this, Wuqing still withdrew his hand, and he looked at his palm.

No one in the Jianghu dares to underestimate these hands. The hidden weapons issued by these hands have killed countless villains who have long been famous and feared in the Jianghu. These hands are so powerful when facing those scum. So majestic.

However, these hands are so thin and pale when facing the duckweed-like mountains and rivers in the wind.

Hope is like fine sand, he thinks he can hold it all, but no matter how careful he is, some parts will always be lost.And the part left in his palm cruelly encouraged him to persevere.

until he was exhausted.

"This fire...is also cold."

Yin Jian did not understand what he said.

Ruthlessly took out a stack of papers, which contained the poems he wrote when his hopes reached the peak again and again, as well as the grief and indignation he poured out after his hopes were severely shattered.He hid them all together, reminding himself not to miss every factor that caused his hope to be shattered. They were his mirror, allowing him to better guard the Shenhou Mansion and the justice in his heart.

But now...they're useless.

He finally realized that the main reason for his failure every time was not a traitorous official, or even a fatuous king, but something that he couldn't control even more. Too thin, what he is facing is the atmosphere of this entire era.

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it." His mind was full of rebellious thoughts, "But where do we go to find the water that capsizes the boat?"

Water can't capsize a boat, so what's there to fear?Since the boat is not afraid, why change and restrain oneself for the sake of water?

He laughed lowly, smiled, and suddenly burst into tears.

The emperor and the Taishanghuang were terrified by the Jin army, afraid that they would break into the palace at night and play a game of catching thieves and capture the king first, so they ordered the only remaining masters in Beijing to be sent into the palace overnight to protect themselves. Naturally, Wu Qing was free at this moment because of his weak physique after years of hard work.

Those servants in Shenhou's mansion had been sent home by them long ago, and Nuo Da's Shenhou's mansion now only had Wuqing and his loyal guards.

Maybe one more person.

"You are here..." Wuqing raised his head after all the paper in the brazier turned into scorched earth that could not be seen clearly, and looked at the figure on the big tree and said.

The man on the tree nodded and jumped down, "I heard the news about the siege of the city by the golden soldiers, so I don't worry about you."

She looks much younger than Wuqing, and although the childishness on her face has faded a lot since the first meeting, she still doesn't look like a reliable adult.It's always kind of funny to say "worried" from her mouth.

Ruthless indeed laughed.

Random was a bit angry, but when she thought that this nephew probably hadn't had a good laugh for a long time, all the anger dissipated.

"I'm serious." She said seriously, "My martial arts are very high, no worse than any of you..."

"High martial arts is not enough." Wuqing put away his smile and said in a gentle and slow tone, "You are still young, you should find a way to go back, after you go back you can have a good time, these things You don't need to worry."

"Yeah, I can still visit Third Senior Brother pretending I don't know anything, maybe I can even mediate the enmity between him and Junior Senior Brother, and I can take you with me during the holidays... If you are still Third Senior Brother If you are my disciples, I can also take you to play snowball fights and post couplets." Feel free to follow the ruthless words, "The undercurrent in the court is indeed terrifying, but as long as I think about it, what can these have to do with me? I am alone. Women don’t want to enter the palace or be an official, why should this kind of struggle involve me? Maybe I can still meet a brave young hero and have an enviable love with him.”

"If... I really don't know anything..."