The lingering sound of the piano sound dispersed into the wind, and Qi Wuhuo raised his eyes to see what he saw.
The evening wind stirs the wild fields, and the slanting moon shines in the woods.
Immediately, he saw a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old walking out of the sedan.
Crown jade lotus, draped in purple silk, decorated with red jade, swaying like a phoenix.
His eyes are bright and his wrists are bright, his steps are graceful, and his touch is as charming as anything he has ever seen.
The eyes are flowing and shining.
Qi Wuhuo looked calm and calm. When asked for her name, the girl told the truth and called herself Qiongyu. The two still had a close relationship and thought they were close friends. Several months passed like this.
Before the college entrance examination, students used to go to the mountains to play and go to Taoist temples in various places to pray for their college entrance examination and seek luck.
Qi Wuhuo followed his friends to the most famous Dingyan Peak outside the capital. The highest place was a Taoist temple, which was dedicated to the legendary goddess.
I heard that it is extremely efficacious. People who come here to make wishes will most likely gain something.
Qi Wuhuo twisted three sticks of incense and stepped into the main hall.
The main hall is dedicated to the goddess. The goddess's face is covered with a layer of gauze. The entire main hall is built so high that it is almost invisible to the naked eye. Qi Wuhuo has no interest in seeing the so-called goddess's face.
But when he was about to burn incense, he glanced to one side, and his expression suddenly condensed. Others followed their gaze and saw that there was the maid next to the goddess in the main hall, wearing green clothes and holding hands.
He holds Ruyi in his hands, his long hair hangs down, and his smile is bright and cunning.
Qi Wuhuo stared at the maid in blue.
The charm of his face was exactly the same as the one he saw every night!
The Taoist priest next to him paused when he saw Qi Wuhuo's movements and asked:
"Master, why don't you offer incense instead of standing here?"
Qi Wuhuo's expression did not change and he just said:
"I don't know what the honorific title of this goddess is, so she has never offered incense."
The Taoist priest smiled and replied:
"The Goddess Qiongyu."
Qi Wuhuo nodded slowly, straightened his back, and inserted the incense into the incense burner:
"Qiongyu..."
That night, when he saw his friend again at the same place where they had met in the past, the latter came to say goodbye to him and said with emotion: "Originally I just used Qin to make friends, but now that you know my identity, the relationship between us will be
It will be difficult to communicate on an equal footing."
"I was originally a daughter of a noble family, but I died because of a frame-up. Because I practiced orthodox martial arts when I was young, I was not dead. I practiced for several years, and I was able to escape from the underworld for hundreds of miles, so I met you."
Qi Wuhuo frowned slightly: "Mountain God...God..."
"Can you really live forever?"
Qiong Yu shook her head and said:
"It's not immortal, it's just like a ghost, just surviving."
"With your talent, you will definitely be famous all over the world in the future."
"This volume is the method of nourishing the mind that I obtained in Dinxia Cave, and I passed it on to you. This is how we got to know each other."
The girl stretched out her hand and touched Qi Wuhuo's forehead.
A mysterious and mysterious charm that cannot be expressed or written flows into the center of his brows, and his spirit sways slightly and has dispersed.
It felt like an instant, and when I opened my eyes, it was already the next morning. My clothes were covered with morning dew, and I didn't see my old friend in front of me. After a long while, I turned around and left.
Later Qi Wuhuo won the imperial examination in one fell swoop, became a Jinshi, and was appointed as Secretary Provincial School Secretary. Later, because of his upright and cold personality, he chose the [System Science] exam a year later and was transferred to Huainan County Lieutenant.
Seven years later, when Qi Wuhuo was twenty-five years old, he was promoted to the position of supervisory censor. Later, when he was thirty-six years old, he returned to the capital and was promoted to the rank of living minister, and also signed the imperial edict.
Three years later, he left Beijing and became the governor of Tongzhou, and was promoted to the governor of Zhongzhou. He was welcomed and nourished even more. Because of his experience of hunger when he was young, he was particularly kind to the people. He built water conservancy projects, dug canals, and reduced tax burdens during his tenure.
Most of his salary is used to help the people.
The people even carved stone tablets for him to record his merits.
After his term of office expired, he was transferred to Bianzhou Jiedushi. At the age of forty-six, he was summoned to the imperial city and served as Jing Zhaoyin of the imperial city.
During this period, the family and the country were restless. During the reign of the human emperor, who was named Shenwu, he was fighting against the demon clan. The generals of the Zhulong Tribe broke into the border and used the method of soaring into the clouds and riding the mist. The Jiedushi general was killed, and someone was needed to suppress the situation.
Qi Wuhuo had never formed a party with others, so the task of sending him to death naturally fell on him. He was appointed as Yushi Zhongcheng and went to command the army. After traveling for more than 20 years, Qi Wuhuo also recognized many heroes.
The heroes fought bravely, and the brave soldiers died in the service. It took several years to destroy the demon kingdom.
He opened up the border for more than 900 miles, built three cities, and used the Three Talents Formation to suppress and resist the attacks of the demon clan. The people on the border set up monuments and inscribed his merits on the original sacred mountain of the demon clan.
After returning in triumph, his reputation became more and more prosperous, and he was transferred to the Minister of Rites. Later, he accumulated merits and was promoted to the Secretary of the Ministry of Households and the Censor. Everyone said that he had become a general and became a prime minister. His reputation was so great that he even surpassed the prime minister.
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The prime minister was jealous, and due to secret rumors, Qi Wuhuo was demoted and promoted to governor. At this time, there was still an air of injustice in his heart. When he was playing the piano alone in the yard, he would hold down the strings and play for a long time.
Sighing loudly, he appeared extremely unconvinced as he spoke, feeling extremely resentful of the traitor.
Three years later, Qi Wuhuo was warned to enter the capital again.
This time, the Qing Dynasty became very famous. He was appointed as Tong Zhongshu's subordinate, and he had great power. He was in charge of the government together with Zhongshu Ling and Shi Zhong. However, when he entered the capital this time, his enthusiasm was waning. He once sighed to his friends.
:
"When I was famous, the emperor suppressed me and supported the prime minister. Now that the prime minister is powerful, he called me back."
"I also found two other people to check and balance each other with me."
"In this court, everyone is just a pawn of the emperor. Even if you want to do something for the people, you have to fight with each other."
"Speaking of which, when I was young, my family didn't have much money, and we only lived under a hill. But in the spring, we farmed by ourselves, and in the summer, we went to the mountains to enjoy the cool breeze and collect all kinds of wild fruits in the autumn. It was really more comfortable than now.
too much."
"Thinking about being like that back then, being young and carefree, going up the mountain to collect firewood, is already like a dream. How much I want to go back to my youth and talk to you playing the piano by the bamboo forest. I really want to go back, but how can I do this?
Can we go back? How is it possible to go back..."
Qi Wu was so melancholy that it was hard to express.
A few more years later, Qi Wuhuo was almost the most famous scholar in the world, but suddenly there were rumors that he was colluding with the border generals to plot evil. The important minister who refused to go to the palace one day and refused to pay homage to the court the next day.
After being put into the imperial prison, Qi Wuhuo looked cold and calm, and no longer cared about these things.
When those cruel officials with sharp blades and chains kicked in the door and came in, the world's most famous scholar in a cloth robe was just eating a bowl of rice porridge.
Keep cool officials in check.
Then tie it up calmly.
Because of his great achievements and fame throughout the world, he was not killed but was simply exiled to the wasteland.
When the next emperor came to the throne, he immediately rehabilitated Qi Wuhuo, summoned him to the capital, served as Zhongshu Ling, and served as the Duke of Qi, as the wife of the first eldest princess. Qi Wuhuo declined politely, and once said in a calm tone to his disciple, who was also the emperor's eyes and ears.
:
"The old emperor is dying and must leave a sword to the next emperor."
"So he deposed me and asked his son to vindicate me? Using both kindness and power, using me as a sword, the emperor's mind can only go so far."
The young man said: "The imperial power is high and far away. Are you afraid, sir?"
The white-haired old man's eyes were still deep, and he smiled lightly and said: "I just feel boring."
Immediately ignoring the faint fear of the young man, he just asked calmly:
"You don't like wealth and sex, you don't like luxury, and you don't like beauty."
"Is it possible to find out the character of the name?"
The smart and handsome young man replied after a long time: "The students are young and have not yet traveled through the world of mortals and seen everything in the world..."
"One word in your name can ruin it in this lifetime."
Qi Wuhuo was drinking and laughing, but then he was tired and waved his sleeves to order his disciples to come out.
After the disciples walked out, they hurried to the palace and told everything Qi Wuhuo said. The emperor was always majestic. No one knew the turmoil in the heart of the young emperor. Later, the unofficial history only used simple words to record this.
The struggle and consequences in the mind of the Japanese emperor.
Emperor fear.
Send the imperial guards out.
By the time these armored guards rushed into the luxurious mansion, the old man was already sitting peacefully in the house with his eyes closed. His aura was as deep as the abyss, and no one dared to move.
But he was exhausted.
He became famous all over the world during his life, and his family was rewarded with countless treasures, including countless carriages, horses, fields and houses.
The mansion is empty, but there is only a poem left on the wall.
Qi Wuzhuo was an upright person, he was always in the prime minister's career, he didn't like poems, and very few poems have been preserved. This is the only sentence he has left, which is a review of his career in this life.
"Seventy years of chaos."
The cool official suddenly felt that these six words were full of sadness.
It’s been a mess for seventy years...
In the outer city of the capital, Qi Wuhuo's soul walked out. He practiced the method of nourishing the soul. When he died, his soul still existed. He had walked a hundred miles in one step and saw the prosperity of the world, but the house where he studied so hard was already dilapidated.
The mountain god Qiongyu, whom he had met when he was a boy, appeared, seeming to know that Qi Wuzhuo's fate was over. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes. At this moment, Qi Wuzhuo had white hair and skin, and there were already age spots on his face, but Qiongyu was still the same.
Just like what I saw decades ago, it is as beautiful as an immortal or a goddess.
"I have become this old, but you are still the same as before."
Qi Wuzhuo sighed and suddenly smiled and said:
"Is it possible to live forever in this world?"
This was the only meeting in decades, and the questions were the same as before.
But the mood of the inquiry was completely different.
The girl replied: "The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water can be seen but not obtained."
The white-haired old man played the harp, and the melody of the harp moved the mountains and made the sea of clouds billow. He almost entered the Tao. After finishing the song, the mountain peaks remained the same.
Suddenly I thought of what I had experienced when I was young. It was no longer possible to go back. What had I done in these seventy years of pursuing fame and fortune? What was it for? Qi Wuhuo played the piano and sang in a low voice:
"It has been a mess for seventy years, from east to west."
"Now I'm back..."
"Still, the water is as blue as the sky."
At the end of the song, everyone is gone, their eyes are closed and their souls are gone.
Only the mountains remain the same and the water flows continuously, just like before.
Also, melancholy.
Suddenly someone pushed his shoulder hard.
It was like stepping into a cliff and falling down in a dream, and I was covered in cold sweat.
Qi Wuhuo shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly. He was in a trance when he saw an old man pointing at him and said with a smile: "Boy, you are just dreaming. Why do you look like you are about to cry?"
Qi Wuhuo was at a loss for a long time:
"Where is this? What time is it?"
The old man laughed and scolded: "You don't even recognize your family?"
"As for the time?"
He raised his hand and pointed at the stove, steam was rising, and replied:
"It's already midday."
"The snow doesn't stop falling."
"The rice with yellow rice will be ready in a moment."
This chapter has been completed!