Who can give me an introduction to the diversity of chivalrous wonderland (rebirth)?

In Jiangzhou, south of the Yangtze River, the midday sun shines severely on houses and streets, dazzling, and there is a kind of alert and strange atmosphere in the rest.

At the end of the street, noisy wedding gongs and drums were heard in the distance. On both sides of the long street, colored lights are hung high, and the high archway is also covered with red silk, which is a festive and peaceful scene.

Suddenly, the festive suona rang. At the corner of the street, a band playing suona came out. The official behind the groom, well dressed and imposing, came slowly on a big horse. Servants carrying all kinds of bride price slipped away and then came out. Watching passers-by poured in from all directions, praising the rich dowry and the grandeur of ostentation and extravagance. Their eyes are full of envy and speculation. No one in the crowd said everyone's doubts: "Uncle Liu is going to marry the daughter of Meng Zhifu. I heard that it is still under the imperial edict! "

The son of this uncle is Liu Kuibi, the groom's official. He is proud of his spring breeze and bows to people with his head held high.

At this moment, the gate of Mengfu is covered with lanterns. On both sides, gongs and drums are loud and firecrackers are ringing. Meng Shiyuan, dressed in festive costumes, stood in the middle, smiling and waiting for the arrival of the wedding procession. However, the boudoir of Mengfu, which was supposed to be full of festive atmosphere, was extremely deserted and silent, with closed doors and windows. Only a few rays of sunshine shone into the room through the window lattice, and shone on Meng Lijun, the bride who was supposed to be equally busy and lively, but with a dull expression.

The bride Meng Lijun stood in the middle of the room, dressed in linen and mourning. Rong Lan, the maid, picked up a bright red wedding dress and put it on her. She stood motionless for a long time, as if she had been burned by something, and instinctively refused. Ronglan stopped and pleaded in a low voice: "Miss, Prince Huangfu is gone after all, but you have to live for your master and wife!"

The words sound just fell and there was a knock at the door and Mrs Meng's low cry.

Lijun remained motionless, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly twice, as if sobbing. Her dignified and comely face is gloomy, her eyes are full of tears, and her ears are constantly echoing the voice in her memory: "Shao Hua, as long as she is alive, no force can separate us." Lijun forced a smile, sad and affectionate. She closed her eyes and opened her hands, and a touch of bright red floated outside the white mourning.

The door of the boudoir opened, and the harsh sunshine came in with the noisy sound. Meng Lijun, the bride, came out slowly. The rotating shadow in the yard covered her cold eyes. The ears of the flute were exposed from the side of Xifu, and fluttered with the pace of Meng Lijun. Arrived at the door, Lijun stopped, followed by Ronglan knowingly covered her head with a red scarf.

Firecrackers were ringing, gongs and drums were loud, and Lijun got into the sedan chair and left with the wedding procession in the tears and entrustment of her parents. ...

Among the weeds, there was a wounded Huang. His robe was covered with blood, and his face was covered with scars and dust, motionless as a corpse. The white horse wandered around him, occasionally stepping on the grass with his front hoof and looking at his master from time to time. Suddenly, Shao Hua's mouth twitched a few times, his lips opened slightly, and Meng Lijun's voice rang out in his memory: "Shao Hua, as long as he is alive, no force can separate us."

The voice seemed to resound through the sky, calling for Shao Hua over and over again. Finally, Shao Hua's eyes opened a line. He saw the bright sky overhead, and the loyal white horse bowed its head and rubbed his body. He reached out feebly and stroked the white horse's mane gently. The white horse bent down his front legs and knelt beside Hua Shao. He endured the pain and climbed onto his horse. The white horse stood up, raised his head and screamed, carrying his master's back and left in the direction of his master's sweetheart.

As the horseshoe bumps, the gate of Mengfu is getting closer and closer. Shao Hua's eyes suddenly emit special light, and his face is full of gentle smiles. Suddenly, his face was covered with frost and his eyes suddenly widened. The bright red happy words posted on the door of Mengfu were shocking, and Shao Hua was dizzy from the sun. The red confetti scattered at the door made him shudder involuntarily. A gust of wind blew and the pieces of paper on the ground floated in the air like red snowflakes. Shao Hua and Baima were shrouded in flying confetti, and he was stunned. The shock made him straighten up and bridle the horse hard, his eyes burning.

A terrible pain suddenly struck, and a wisp of blood oozed from the cracked white robe of the breastplate. He just glanced at it indifferently, and then galloped to catch up with his Li Jun, maybe it's not too late!

Li-Chuan (2)

Near, near, I saw the sedan chair: "Lijun, Lijun!" " "Shao Hua dare not make any noise, just crazy shout in my heart, crowded into the crowd, struggling to get close to the sedan chair. At this point, Meng Lijun, absorbed in the sedan chair, suddenly got a chill, as if she had telepathy. She seems to hear the call of her sweetheart. This is not an illusory voice, but the real voice of Shao Hua.

She quickly lifted the veil, looked back through the back window of the big sedan chair, passed the relatives who were chasing the wedding sedan chair, and actually saw Shao Hua. She missed her so much. Li Jun was ecstatic and then calmed down. What should I do? What shall we do? Hua Shao in the distance still vaguely saw Lijun's face flashing in the back window of the big sedan chair, but soon, the sedan chair disappeared around a corner. Shao Hua screamed and shouted Li Jun's name, and almost collapsed. Suddenly, he put his hand over his chest and fell on his horse. The world in front of us is upside down, spinning and getting more and more confused. ...

In an instant, all the sounds disappeared, and in the dead darkness, everything seemed to have passed. Only Shao Hua's heavy sigh reached my face and gradually became a lingering sound. ...

Li Chuan (1)

Go back in time to a year ago.

By the river, on the boat. One is old and the other is young.

Sitting at the stern is an old monk, and the young is Meng Lijun, the daughter of Meng Shiyuan, the governor of Jiangnan.

In addition to her distinguished family background, Meng Lijun's beauty and talent alone have made her a legendary woman in the south of the Yangtze River. People say that she can talk at the age of one, study at the age of three, write poetry at the age of five, and be both civil and military at the age of seven. Moreover, most people have never seen her true face, only personal attendants and relatives and friends have seen her, and they are all infatuated with her, so many people sigh that she is really beautiful. It is said that once I visited Meng Shiyuan in Mengfu, the teenager who happened to meet Miss Meng described it this way: the veil fluttered, and a beautiful woman was faintly visible in front of the window. Although there is mist in the tulle, it adds a bit of hazy beauty, with graceful posture, walking like steps, fragrant smell, weak willows blowing the wind, quiet and quiet, like Ling Bo, and beautiful flowers shining on the water. The wind quietly blew a corner of the gauze curtain, revealing half of the face, temples like knives, skin like solidified fat, eyes full of autumn water and eyebrows. Too red with vermicelli, too white with powder, too long plus one point, too short minus one point. As soon as the boy saw it, he fell to the ground at once, and it took a long time to come to his senses.

From then on, the beauty that the young man told everyone, described in this way, tickled people's hearts, and their reputation spread, so people who proposed to your family came in an endless stream, breaking the threshold of the Meng family. However, Miss Meng completely ignored her son and grandson who came to the door and said, "I don't want to marry because of fate." I easily blocked all the people who came to the door, and I don't know how many people got lovesickness.

At this time, Lijun was lying on the side of the boat, holding out a delicate hand and pouring the dew on the lotus into a porcelain vase. In the clear river, Li Jun's beautiful reflection rippled in the water waves, flashing light bit by bit, like a dream. I saw her crow's mouth in a bun, Jin Fengchai embedded in her temples and two beads in her hair, reflecting gentle eyes like water. A gorgeous Luo dress reveals a noble and calm, without losing the purity and brilliance of a girl.

"Master, with this bottle of morning dew, you can get a cup of real toilet water tea. That is the wonderful scene of the Buddha's' spitting lotus'. "

Qing Xiu, who was absorbed in reading Beijing Daily, looked up at Meng Lijun. This girl, Meng Fu is worried about her marriage, but she feels at ease and carefree, and seems to stay out of it. The matchmaker broke his mouth and the gift money piled up. The other person, who looks like Pan An, is like a purple sword, a talented person and a beautiful woman. He has learned a lot and is completely unmoved. Look at her. She picked two reed leaves, skillfully woven ten green fingers, and soon made a bird and put it on the water.

"Lijun, it is natural for a woman to get married, just like a leaf in full bloom."

"But, Master, Lijun doesn't want to get married, and she doesn't want to show it to others like a pot of flowers and plants."

"That's your destiny. The destiny has come. Who can break free?"

Meng Lijun squatted by the boat, looking at the bird with his chin cupped, a little confused and yearning: "I don't want that! I want to be as comfortable as a bird, fly over mountains and rivers ... as free as a cloud, and enjoy everything ... "She likes this life now and doesn't want to marry into a deep house. When she was a child, her parents raised her as a boy, and she dabbled in four books and five classics, poetry and songs, and even the art of war. Sometimes she disguised herself as a man, and went out to open her eyes and dance for a while in her spare time. Compared with the general needlework and needlework, Li Jun is undoubtedly an exception.

"But you are a girl."

"What's the matter with girls? Why can't they stay in the boudoir? Why can't they cultivate their self-cultivation and rule the country? "

Hearing this, Qing Xiu, who is reading a book, suddenly froze. What a man's ambition He looked down at a poem on the page: A little spirit flies across the lawn of Daryun Pavilion like a firefly. Huigen always appears at the time of robbery, and the more the night is, the more distinct it is.

This poem touched a delicate and pretty heart. In a trance, he seemed to "see" something, and various dreams came to mind alternately:

On the romantic Yuan Ye, riding a white horse happily with a handsome boy * *, shyly and affectionately looking at the young lang;

The white clouds on the horizon suddenly turned into dark clouds, and suddenly lightning and thunder flashed, and the calm lake became turbid and churning, while Li Jun, who was in rags, staggered by the lake.

Burning in the flame, as if to engulf the whole sky, Li Jun ran in the flame in pain and helplessness, screaming heartbreakingly;

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In the resplendent hall, Mr. Li slowly raised his head in the top robe. The burning coat and hat made Li Jun's face redder, and her pink cheeks smiled.

On the battlefield of corpses everywhere, Lijun, dressed in men's clothing, stood alone and stared at the distance in confusion;

Li Jun wore the official clothes of the Prime Minister and slept on a couch in Zhang Huali, surrounded by large peony flowers of various colors, and cigarettes were wrapped around the incense pot next to the couch. A man's hand is reaching for her collar, and a golden dragon is embroidered on his sleeve.

……

Qing Xiu closed her eyes and thought thoughtfully. Li Jun, Li Jun, you are smart and unusual, but what kind of fate will wait for you? Suddenly, he opened his eyes, looked at Lijun and said softly, "Fate has come and gone. Alas, you can't escape." Then he stood up and got off the boat. Li Jun cocked his head and looked at the far-away figure of the master puzzled.

Just then, on the other side of the river, a handsome boy in white came galloping on a white horse. I saw the young man wearing a white brocade robe with a suet jade belt around his waist and a jade forehead tied on his head. Besides, his eyebrows are like distant mountains and his eyes are like autumn water. He looks around, full of heroic spirit, riding on a horse with his head held high, which is even more majestic and heroic.

The white horse stopped by the river, and the boy looked anxiously at the road across the river and suddenly turned around and kissed it. The white horse rushed into the river, stepped over the water and set off a series of waves. When the white horse passed the boat, it gently rubbed against the side of the boat. When the boat flashed, Lijun almost fell, and the bottle of toilet water placed at the bow also fell into the water and spilled all over the floor. A few drops of lake water splashed on Meng Lijun's clothes. As if he didn't know, the boy rode away in a hurry. After Meng Lijun stood up, he looked at the porcelain vase lying on the side, then at the disappearing teenager, and at that time he blushed with anger.

What a rude man! Hum, stop running! Meng Lijun walked ashore from the boat, rode on the little red horse on the shore, and caught up with him. Seeing that he was about to catch up, the young man was eager to hurry and ignored it. Meng Lijun couldn't help being annoyed: "Stop it, stop it!" The teenager was shocked and under control. "I'm sorry, miss, I'm in a hurry. Sorry! " ""But you knocked over my flower dew, but I picked it from one hundred lotus flowers in the morning, so it was you ... "Before Meng Lijun finished, the anxious teenager brushed his horse's head and urged the horse to leave again, almost knocking Li Jun off his horse.

Meng Lijun didn't expect him to run away before he finished speaking. He was angry and surprised. She is also a spoiled young lady. Where can she stand such contempt? She just grabbed her leg and caught up again. "You can't run away, I must catch you!"

So he rode behind, and as soon as he left, Sue, the servant girl of Meng's house, came to her on orders from Lord Meng. Although Sue is a girl, she is not a simple maid. She is wearing a white embroidered piping gown and a white silk skirt. There is only a Hanyu pendant, thin, only a plum blossom hairpin and a pair of jade earrings. Although the dress is not very luxurious, it is quiet and elegant, but it looks like a good family.

She is a girl from Bandu, Meng Lijun. She was sold to Mengfu since she was a child and has been with Meng Lijun. The two girls grew up together, studied together and played together. They are called masters and servants, but in fact they are closer than sisters. Sue has worked in Bandu for a long time and has become a beautiful talented woman who is proficient in piano, chess, painting and calligraphy. When outsiders saw it, they thought she was also a good girl of an official's family.

Sue clearly remembers that Miss Su said that she would come here to have tea with the handsome master, but now even Miss Su can't be seen, and she is worried. Suddenly, she saw a teenager kneeling on one knee, pulling his bow and arrow, aiming at a bird with bright feathers on the treetop. She couldn't bear it. She couldn't help shouting, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" "

The archer's hand trembled, but the arrow flew out and went straight to the bird, just slightly off the center and rubbed its wings. The bird was injured and flopped to the ground.

Sue ran to the bird, held it in her hand and fondled the wound on its wing. The wound is bleeding. When the teenager stepped forward, he saw Su's sincere remorse and touched a heartstring. He couldn't help feeling guilty: "Miss likes this bird so much?" Sue said without looking, "Birds are in pairs. Have you ever thought about how sad the other one will be if this one dies? " The young man nodded thoughtfully, took out a sweat towel and handed it to Sue.

Xue Ying's heart moved, and her face flushed like a rosy cloud. She looked up and saw the young man: this is a neat young man, handsome and plump, dressed in a Lan Zhi gauze robe, a gown embroidered with azurite and gold silk, tiger boots, a bright waist, a golden crown and jewels, and a rich pulse. The heroic spirit in his brow makes people look at him more. The most special thing is that there is a stubbornness and childishness in his eyes, which even makes people feel a little "bad". This is a vivid appeal, which makes Xue Ying much less resentful of his shooting birds.

Biography of Li-jun Meng (3)

After dressing the bird carefully, Xue Ying got up and prepared to go back to the house. The boy looked at her and said seriously, "From today on, I will never shoot birds again-those birds were saved by that young lady." Snow White snorted and smiled. The boy said bluntly, "I'm Liu Kuibi, excuse me, miss-"Looking at his sparkling eyes, Sue got flustered inexplicably: "Ah, I'm from the Mengfu." "Miss Meng, can you let me take this bird home?"

Xue Ying said with some trepidation, "No, don't ..." But Liu Kuibi had led the horse down and looked at Sue obstinately, sincere as a child. In Liu Kuibi's eyes, Sue could not refuse to be helped onto the horse.

When he came to the door of Mengfu, Liu Kuibi carefully helped Sue dismount with a bird in her hand. Xue Ying saw his one eye, shyly ran to the door of Meng Fu, with light steps and elegant posture. Liu Kuibi looked at her cheerful back and her eyes were a little addicted. When Sue was about to enter the door, she could not help looking back at Liu Kuibi with a smile. She used to have a pair of bright eyes, but now her cheeks are slightly red, and two small pear vortices are as pure and beautiful as water, like hibiscus. This charming smile made Liu Kuibi, who was about to leave, stand there.

I don't know where Xue Ying is. It was this smile that caused many feelings.

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of Huangfujing, the governor of Jiangnan passing by Mengfu. Huangfujing, who is famous for his rigid stubbornness, shook his head. This daughter of Mengfu is so disrespectful.

This Huangfujing is a first-class military commander in the DPRK. Although he is over sixty years old, he has black hair and no white hair. A pair of bright eyes, burning with anger, all-powerful battlefield, brave and good at fighting, outstanding achievements. Twenty years ago, the tribes of southern Xinjiang joined 200,000 soldiers to invade in three ways, killing countless soldiers, and they were invincible all the way. The imperial court sent Huangfujing to lead 5,000 elite troops south to command the Ming army, defeated the rebels, beheaded more than 6,000 soldiers, and drove the rebels out of the border at one stroke, vowing never to do it again. Since then, it has become famous all over the world. What is more noble than his meritorious military service is his loyalty and honest character, as well as his deadly stubborn temper. Corrupt officials in North Korea are afraid of him.

At this point, HuangFuJing is with a group of soldiers rushed to the grain terminal. Recently, illegal salt was rampant, and Huang made an unannounced visit, vowing to fight the salt owl to the end. Today, he received a tip-off that there might be smuggled salt on the ship carrying imperial grain, so he hurried to investigate it thoroughly. I saw on the dock that the junior officer in charge of grain had just commanded the boatman to ship the sacks from one ship to another. There is a flag on the ship that says "imperial grain" His son Huang patrolled the shore repeatedly, looking anxious and disappointed.

See HuangFuJing arrived, ShaoHuaLian busy to meet him. Huang asked, "Did you detain the illicit salt?" Shao Hua bowed his head uneasily: "No, baby, baby is a little late." Huang was furious: "All wet! More than a year of hard work has been wasted by you! " Raise my hand with a whip, Shao Hua's clothes suddenly cracked, but he kept his head down.

At this point, Meng Lijun also arrived, jumped off the mare, and wanted to go directly to the white boy for an explanation, but he couldn't help shivering and quickly found a dark place to hide. She doesn't know this, so this is Han Bing, the son of the famous General Huangfu mentioned by my father. Dad said he was young and promising, and it was natural to have such a strict father. Think like this, li jun and the pie mouth, just anger disappeared more than half.

Huang lowered his head and said, "My son knows his mistake and is willing to accept punishment! But according to the tip, there should be a batch of smuggled salt. The child just asked that no big ship had left the dock, so the smuggled salt should not have been loaded. " After a moment's hesitation, Huang turned and shouted, "Seal off the dock, and all ships are not allowed to leave the port without inspection!" "

The soldiers heard the order and stopped the grain ship that was about to anchor. In a panic, the officers who pledged grain flashed the sign of their father, Lord Meng, and asked the imperial grain ship to leave as soon as possible! However, the soldiers were ordered by General Huangfu to ignore the junior officers who mortgaged food, so they jumped on the boat and wanted to check it out. Halfway through the meeting, a cry came from the shore: "Go slow!"

Huangfujing turned his head and saw that it was Liu Jie, the adult of the suggestion, who got down from the official car. This Liu Jie is the younger brother of today's Queen Liu, and he relies on his own relatives, especially when he saved the young prince in a counter-insurgency many years ago. So he is proud of himself, in power and in charge of everything. Therefore, all civil and military officials should let him make a difference. I saw him wearing a black hat in Phnom Penh, a brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist and carefree boots given by the imperial court. He slowly stepped onto the boat, shook his rank, smiled and bowed to Huang Ju: "General Huangfu, why did you come to the dock in person? Why don't you tell this police officer something? " Huangfujing glanced at him: "The imperial master has come in person. How dare I disturb you? You supervise officials on behalf of the emperor. The illegal salt here is rampant, and the root cause cannot be found for several years. I am very grateful that you did not participate in the investigation between me and the emperor. " Liu Jie smiled cunningly: "This-this salt dealer is too cunning. But you can't stop the ship carrying imperial grain! "

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Huang dissatisfied: "There may be illegal salt in this grain ship." "How is that possible? No way! Who has the courage to use the imperial grain to smuggle salt? " Huangfujing stared at Liu Jie: "Nothing is impossible! Check! " Liu Jie was in a hurry and repeatedly refused: "No! This is nonsense! This batch of imperial grain was raised by Governor Meng with great efforts, and the time limit has passed, so it can't be delayed any longer! " Huangfujing ignored him and turned around and said, "Check!"

Bags of grain were unloaded and opened. Bags of shiny white rice. HuangFuJing tree-lined, Liu Jie nervous look relaxed. He immediately ordered the parcel to be anchored.

When the grain carrier pulled out of the dock, Huang watched the fleet leave the dock in frustration, but he was helpless. Meng Lijun, who has been observing, looked at the fleet. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw a reflection flashing in the fleet under the sun. Then he watched intently and the flash disappeared. Flash is some white crystals in the corner of the sack.

Why is there reflection on the bag containing rice? ..... that's right! It must be the condensation of salt that glows when soaked in water ... only salt packets can do this! Meng Lijun walked to the fence in the corner of the dock, pulled out the long bamboo and squinted at it.

Bamboo is hollow inside!

At this time, Huang, who had been standing not far away, also saw it. He was about to come over and found Li Jun gesturing to him with his eyes. Li Jun pointed to his hair accessories shining in the sun and pointed to a ship in the fleet. Shao Hua's eyes suddenly lit up and nodded vigorously to Lijun. Li Jun threw him another hollow bamboo. Shao Hua understood, drew an arrow from the quiver, tied a bamboo pole to the arrow, then bent down and took an arrow.

The arrow shot the bamboo joint deeply into the bulging bag. At first, rice flowed out of the sack along the bamboo joints, and a moment later, big salt grains flowed out along the bamboo joints. Huangfujing was overjoyed, but Liu Jie's face changed greatly, and he still forced himself to calm down: "Who dares to tamper with the imperial grain ship! I must find out! " Huang's face showed pride: "Yes! Be sure to figure it out this time! "

The food officer knelt down before Huangfujing. Huang glared at the junior officer: "Is this what you bet on? Jiangnan is the granary of the world, and it is a coward to raise you masters who steal the country. " Liu Jie pointed to the junior officer: "Why don't you take this dog slave?"

Suddenly, a cold light came from the shore. The junior officer in charge of grain gave a scream, twitched a few times and died. Huang was taken aback. He bent down and saw that the junior officer had a flying knife in his throat, and black blood was dripping on the board, mixed with salt. The dead junior officer's head turned to Liu Jie's direction, and his frightened eyes were still wide open, and a line of black blood flowed out of his eyes. The junior officer is dead and must be brought back for autopsy. Huangfujing ordered that all imperial grain sent to Beijing be closed from now on!

Meng Shiyuan, the governor of Jiangnan, was shocked when he learned that the grain ship had found illegal salt and was detained in full. In order to support the imperial grain, he spent a lot of time, but he didn't expect such a big mistake! It's hard for him to accept this fact. However, someone has been sent to tell Huang that all the grain ships are stolen goods and all of them have been detained. No one was allowed to approach them, and he was asked to raise and transport new grain as soon as possible to meet the needs of the imperial court.

At dinner time, the family looked at Meng Shiyuan, who was preoccupied, and was careful not to go out. The food served on the table was taken away intact without a bite. Meng Shiyuan closed his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and knocked on the table with his knuckles. Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and asked his daughter around him, "Lijun, in your knowledge, do you think this meal is more important or salt is more important?" Lijun winked: "That depends on who it is. For a table of delicacies of a rich family, salt is the master of five flavors, which is of course important; But for all people in the world, rice is the foundation of survival, and this is the biggest thing. "

Meng Shiyuan nodded, got up and dressed and walked out. Li Jun asked inexplicably, "Where is Dad going?" "HuangFuJing check illicit salt, he ordered the suspension of imperial food. In a few days, the court ordered me to speed up the grain adjustment and disaster relief, and the hungry people could not eat. How can I stand it? No matter what he thinks of me, I will ask him whether rice is more important or salt is more important. "

He came to Huangfujing Palace and tried to persuade him to take into account the critical situation that there was not a grain of rice in the south of the Yangtze River this year, leaving the smuggled salt and letting the grain ship go. However, Huang insisted that salt tax was the lifeblood of the country, and private salt was a big worry of the imperial court. The salt box is so dark that it is very big. It took him more than a year to get the hard evidence, and it was easy to put it down. Isn't this a waste of time?

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A scholar and a military commander really answered the old saying that "a scholar meets a soldier", but they couldn't reach an agreement. Finally, Huang rudely saw Fu Jian and left with Meng Shiyuan panting.

Liu Kuibi had just returned home from Mengfu when a page came to report that Huang's son, the master's good friend, was waiting in the back garden. Liu Kuibi and Huang, a pair of teenagers, who saw it, could not help but sigh: He Shengliang was born in. Kuibi has always been conceited. He once said that only Huang can be his friend in this world. In Jiangzhou, only Huang is a literary talent, and his martial arts is no less than him. The two often talk about articles together and compete with each other.

Hearing that his good friend was coming, Liu Kuibi quickly changed his clothes, raised his sword and came to the back garden. Two elegant teenagers jumped into the flowers and played with their swords. Two swords danced with prancing posture, and several butterflies danced with the wind with the graceful posture of handsome teenagers. I saw two teenagers. One was wearing a brocade-green robe with a ribbon tied around her waist. He is handsome and elegant, standing like a pine tree, and his eyes are shining with two deep lights. Obviously, his heroism is remarkable, but he still makes people feel the east wind and spring water. This person is Huang. The other is full of amorous feelings. I saw his knife-shaped eyebrows in his temples and his thin lips chiseled. Although he was dressed in a white brocade python sleeve robe, he shone like fire, as bright as the morning star, and he was radiant and charming, which was hard to stare at. It's Liu Kuibi.

Shao Hua, who was absorbed in sword-dancing, didn't notice that in the backyard corridor, a woman with a beautiful face and graceful posture stood shyly against the corner, staring at him with envy, her eyes lingering on Shao Hua's every move, and her eyes were full of tenderness. This is Liu Fu's second young lady-Liu Kuibi's beautiful little sister Liu Yanyu.

Two maids came with tea. Seeing Liu Yanyu's expression, they couldn't help laughing: "Every time Master Huangfu and our master practice martial arts, Miss Huang will be fascinated ..." Liu Yanyu seemed to hear something in a trance. When she turned to see them, she blushed at once, took the tea tray, pretended to let the maids go down calmly, and then walked towards Hua Shao and Liu Kuibi with tea.

Those two are still here. You come and I'll call one place. Shao Hua waved his sword and said, "Your sword today is a little different."

"How?"

"The sword is soft and seems to have tenderness."

Liu Kuibi took several swords and said, "I see tenderness in your eyes." Two people laughed, just Yu Yan coming, let them have a cup of tea, and personally poured a cup, hands locked, handed it to Hua Shao. Shao Hua didn't realize Yu Yan's shyness, so he took the tea and gulped it down.

By the river in the early morning, Lijun and Ronglan, the maid, rowed freely, and unconsciously came to the Lotus Land and met Shao Hua. Ronglan stopped the oar: "Hey, hey, why are you here again?" Lijun looked at the lotus in front and said, "Dad is angry. I'm going to pick some lotus seed soup to make tea for him. " Say and bend over to pick lotus seeds. The boat was floating among lotus leaves and lotus flowers, and there was no one around.

At this time, a white horse galloped briskly in the morning light. This person will soon be yellow. Riding on a white horse, Shao Hua looks forward. This is almost the place where I met Meng Lijun yesterday. Hua Shao pulled the reins, the speed of the white horse slowed down and walked in the direction of Lijun. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw Lijun picking lotus flowers on the boat. Li Jun was absorbed in picking lotus, but she didn't notice it at all. A pair of eyes are staring at her silently. ...

Suddenly, the white horse screamed, and Lijun looked up at A?vagho?a and saw Hua Shao staring at his figure on horseback. Their eyes suddenly collided and Shao Huaxiao laughed. Lijun lowered her head and reached for a lotus flower. Li Jun glanced at the reflection of Shao Hua and the white horse in the water and said to Rong Lan, "Hey, let's go back." So, the boat crossed the lotus leaf and drifted away. Shao Hua didn't know what to do at the moment. He just watched Lijun's back and said loudly, "Don't worry, Miss, I will return the flower dew." Mr. Li seems to have accidentally nodded, without looking at Shao Hua, only showing a faint smile.

Shao Hua dismounted and walked to the water's edge. Suddenly, he saw a book in the grass under the tree, which was the Goblet of Fire read by Qing xiu and Li Jun. When I opened Hokkekyo, I saw two words written on the title page: "For Miss Meng Lijun, the mysterious temple has been renovated." Shao Hua suddenly realized: "So she is the famous Meng Lijun."

Looking at the lotus leaves and lotus flowers dancing lightly with the wind in the morning glow, Shao Hua's eyes rippled, and Li Jun's figure of picking lotus flowers lingered for a long time. Shao Hua simply tied his horse and bent down to collect dew from the flowers. The clear dew in the petals, merged into water drops, dripped in small porcelain bottles, reflecting the sweating youth, revealing a touch of tenderness.