Although what Wu Xin said was not a lie, it was too mysterious and difficult to explain even after racking one's brains, so he could only shirk it!
Everyone was silent, feeling that their own wisdom could not keep up. The more they listened, the more doubts they had. It is true that "it can only be understood, but it is difficult to express it in words"!
"I seem to understand!"
Wen Renzhong suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention, and Wen Renzhong continued: "Think about it, it's a good thing that the young master did not participate in the expedition this time, otherwise it would have been too dangerous! No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to lose this expedition.
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"Do you really understand?" Wu Xin asked in surprise.
Unexpectedly, Wen Renzhong could understand that even if he had no memory of his previous life, it would be difficult for him to figure it out!
It seems that I have underestimated Wen Renzhong!
"Is this one of the main reasons why the young master is so anxious to leave the Wu clan? If he continues to stay in the Wu clan, he will most likely be selected for the next expedition!" Wen Renzhong replied proudly.
Before everyone could digest what Wen Renzhong said, they saw Wen Renzhong slap his forehead and suddenly said:
"That's not right?! During the Great Sui Expedition, the first officials were selected, especially the children of aristocratic families. When the young master takes office this time, isn't this a sheep entering a tiger's mouth and asking for death?"
After a pause, he nodded seriously and said: "That's it! If you think about it carefully, this expedition is really like this. Not only have countless aristocratic families been recruited, but most of the children of the aristocratic families in the court have also been recruited!"
After finishing speaking, he continued angrily: "The Taiyuan Wang family is so insidious! No wonder they are so generous this time and are willing to seek a fifth-grade county magistrate and a big city lord for the young master. This is a trap! I guess the Taiyuan Wang family has guessed it long ago.
Come, deliberately frame the young master!"
"Okay! Walls have ears, so stop talking about state affairs!"
Wu Xin rolled his eyes and spat, thinking that Wen Renzhong really understood!
If the Taiyuan Wang family really understood, how could they let their own children participate in the expedition? Besides, the Wu family is not that unbearable and stupid!
Everyone suddenly realized that now Wu Xin was an official of the Sui Dynasty. He said that these things were indeed inappropriate. If it spread, it would definitely be a serious crime, and the crime would be increased!
"Young master is so talented...that..."
Bian Hua's pretty face turned red, she looked at Wu Xin expectantly, and spoke hesitantly.
Wu Xin looked uncomfortable and encouraged: "What's the matter? It doesn't hurt to just say it!"
Bianhua took out a delicate handkerchief, spread it out and softly chanted:
"Flowers on the other shore, on the Huangquan Road, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall in different places;
Sorrow is like fire, love is like dew, and life is like summer flowers that cannot be kept.
When the wind and smoke pass, where the smoke of gunpowder is, Manzhusha Huamancheng Valley is seen;
We are separated by business, and we care about life and death. Why not drink together and dance with the drunken immortals?"
Wu Xin suddenly realized and asked a little funny: "Is Miss Xiao going to compose another song next? Or is it about Flowers of the Other Shore?"
"Yeah!" Bianhua responded shyly and expectantly in a low voice.
Next to her, Bai Luo stared at the handkerchief and exclaimed: "Miss! This is Madam's relic, and it is Madam's most precious thing. Why did Madam embroider this poem on it?"
"Huh?" Wu Xin looked at Bai Luo in confusion, then at the other side flower and the exquisite handkerchief!
"Talking too much!" Bian Hua scolded with her eyes wide open, her ears filled with rosy clouds, her beautiful eyes like water staring at Wu Xin expectantly and shyly...
Bailuo Elf stuck out her pink tongue in a weird way, her face full of pride!
Do you need to say something too directly?
"Then think about it..."
Wu Xin was a little afraid to look at Bian Hua, Gu Zuo thought and said.
After spending many days together, Wu Xin realized that Hibiscus was interested in her! However, given Hibiscus' identity and experience, Wu Xin didn't know whether Hibiscus was sincere or just acting. It was probably just to attract Wu Xin.
Maybe people in this world will feel that Flower of the Other Side is very straightforward. However, based on Wu Xin’s past life experience, he has seen and heard too much of this kind of thing. You can play it for fun, but showing true feelings is asking for trouble!
The witch really lost!
"Yes!"
After a moment, Wu Xin's eyes lit up and he slowly chanted:
"Several reincarnations of this life's love, several times looking back at the scene in the dream. Flowers fade easily, love fades easily, and the broken blade proudly carves the sunset scene.
How many threads of love are there today, how many shadows of flowers have been there for a hundred years. If the flowers are withered, the love is like mourning, the vastness of the world is up to me."
Everyone's spirits were lifted and they looked at Wu Xin with even more admiration. Bianhua appeared even more intoxicated, her face was red and her heart was beating, and she leaned forward as if she wanted to throw herself into her arms, as if she was about to give her body to him.
"Is this created by Young Master?"
The flowers on the other shore are murmuring like a dream, and the sound is like a dream, which is intoxicating. I can't help but approach slowly, and I can hear my breath like blue.
"It's over-acted! It's just a poem. Is it such a huge response? She deserves to be a movie-winning witch..."
In this way, Wu Xin thought secretly, distanced himself without leaving a trace, stood up and responded: "Of course!"
This was really created by Wu Xin in a flash of inspiration, and was not copied from his previous life, so he responded with more certainty, confidence, and momentum...
Wu Xin's evasion made Bianhua's face darken, and then she smiled with understanding and took the initiative to distance herself from Wu Xin.
Her fingers, as white as green onions, pointed at the splendid mountains and rivers, the beautiful scenery, and sighed with a pun:
"The world is so beautiful, why should we dwell on the darkness of the past? The darker the time, the less we can extinguish the lamp, the more we must light up our lives and cherish the present..."
After a pause, he glanced at Wu Xin and continued: "What if time could stop at this moment? In this lifetime, I only want to bloom for you. In this lifetime, I only wish to be together forever."
"Yes! It would be great if time could stop!"
Wu Xin trembled in his heart, feeling a strong urge to express his feelings, and he held back and said.
After a pause, he added with a hint: "Unfortunately, reincarnation has previous lives, this life and the next life; life has you, me, and him. Life cannot be lived just for yourself..."
"Miss!"
At this moment, Lan Luo suddenly shouted and glared at Wu Xin angrily.
"What's wrong?" Bianhua turned around in confusion.
Lan Luo glared at Wu Xin fiercely and reminded: "Miss, read the poems written by Magistrate Wu..."
"Several reincarnations of this life's love... The broken blade proudly carves into the sunset scene.
How much love I have today... The world is vast and I can do whatever I want."
Bianhua hummed in confusion several times, then suddenly her pretty face turned pale and she looked at Wu Xin in disbelief, her red lips trembled and she couldn't speak, and her beautiful eyes were blurred with mist.
If you think carefully, this poem contains Wu Xin's polite refusal!
Of course, it's not all rejection, there's also ambivalence.
metaphor……
If both parties are sincere, even if their bodies are broken and their swords are broken, they will still be proud of their broken scenery. This life will not be wasted and they will never regret it.
If both parties are not sincere, it is better to let go generously, cut off the roots of love, and live freely.
The last sentence is Wu Xin's hint that he and Bianhuahua have not had much contact time, and there is not much love. If they cannot weave together the current relationship, they are afraid that it will just be a shadow of the flowers.
Wu Xin was shocked and did not dare to look at Bianhua. He said sternly: "This... just do it as you please. There is no other meaning. Don't get me wrong!"
Bianhua's face softened slightly, she stared closely at Wu Xin and asked tremblingly: "Is the young master training his heart? The "Martial God Heart Sutra" also requires the experience of human emotions? Why don't I know this?"
As he spoke, his fists were clenched and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of getting answers he didn't want to know!
"No!"
Wu Xin, who was in a state of confusion, didn't understand, but he responded without hesitation, and then quickly added: "The Heart Sutra of the God of War focuses on perception, and it has nothing to do with emotional experience?! Why do you ask that?"
"That's good!"
Bianhua breathed a sigh of relief obviously, smiled brightly at Wu Xin, turned around suddenly, looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers in the distance, made a trumpet shape with her hands, and shouted Luck:
"I...will definitely change you! I will never make you regret it..."
"I...will definitely change you! I will never make you regret it..."
"I...will definitely change you! I will never make you regret it..."
…
The sound was like an explosion of thunder, or like bursts of rolling thunder, startling the mountains and forests ten miles away, causing birds and beasts to flee, showing the terrifying power of Bianhua.
The tone of promise filled the world and shocked the heart!
The vow-like words kept reverberating between heaven and earth...
Silk purple clothes dance in the wind, interpreting the most beautiful scenery in the world!
The third update has arrived. I will continue to add more updates. I am not asking for votes. I want to thank my brothers and sisters for their fighting passion!
The war till now is enough, it is not a crime of war!
Da Meng even made a domineering declaration in the group, and mobilized a large number of brothers to send red envelopes to countless book club groups, asking for tickets, etc. All expenses were included, and the shadows were dripping with cold sweat. It was even more intense than the monthly ticket battle!
