The plot tasks involve either personally participating in them, or standing by and listening quietly. Looking at it now, this Chai Tou Feng task is obviously the latter.
After all, the tasks are all mine. Although listening to the story is boring, I can only endure it. As for the little sister Qianxiao Liuli, it seems that she doesn’t know Lu You’s love experience at all, so she pricked up her ears.
"Both Wan'er and I are good at poetry. I still remember that time when we expressed our hearts through poetry. We would recite poems in front of flowers and under the moonlight, and sing to each other, and we would become a beautiful couple. After we got married, the two of us respected each other as guests, and we were in harmony and in love.
Deep." As if he was immersed in reminiscing about the past, Lu You's face glowed with happiness and he remained silent for a long time.
"What happened next?" The little girl with a smile asked a little uncontrollably.
"At that time, I only wanted to be with Wan'er and had no intention of pursuing an official career. However, my mother hoped that I would be named on the gold medal list and become an official so that I could shine on the lintel of my Lu family. Seeing the love between our husband and wife, my mother was very dissatisfied and complained to Wan'er many times.
He scolded her and even beat her several times."
"In the years when Wan'er and I were together, I suffered a lot of grievances, but she was very affectionate to me, so how could I let go of her? After my mother's persuasion failed several times, she became disgusted with her, and later she was treated immeasurably.
The nun in the nunnery was bewitched by Miaoyin, saying that Wan'er and I are not compatible, and my life will be in danger in the long run."
A look of pain appeared on Lu You's face: "My mother was so frightened that she called me aside when she got home that day and asked me to divorce my wife and remarry. I didn't want to in every possible way, but my mother actually threatened her life. In the end, I felt like
The only thing I can do is write a letter of divorce and send Wan'er back to her parents' home."
"How can you be such a mother-in-law?" Qianxiao Liuli curled her lips and snorted: "Then you are too, you won't protect your wife."
"Smile." Mandala smiled slightly and explained to her: "In that era, the fate of parents was greater than that of heaven. As a child, you cannot refute at all, otherwise it will be treason."
"Oh, I remember." Qianxiao stuck out her tongue in embarrassment: "At that time, marriages had to be based on the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words."
"Wan'er and I were inseparable, and I couldn't bear to leave without knowing each other. So, without telling my mother, I built a separate courtyard in Shenyuan and placed Wan'er here. I came to see Wan'er every day without telling my mother.
The mandarin duck's dream resumes, and the swallow is as good as ever."
While the land tour was paused, Mandala actually sent me a private message: "Wangzi, do you feel anything?"
"Feelings?" I replied: "The story is very touching, what else can you feel?"
"That's not what I'm talking about." Mandala's face turned red and she sent a text: "Do you think Lu You is hiding his beauty in a golden house?"
"Uh..." I was stunned for a moment, but my mother wouldn't let me, so I rented a house to have an affair, which was really what Mandala said.
"The biggest feeling for you about this incident should be -" Mandala lowered her head and did not look at me. She divided her sentence into many messages and sent them one by one: "You, from now on, will end,
Now that we're married, you can arrange for me to be somewhere else...well, hide me in the golden house."
I:"……"
"However, the good times did not last long. My mother soon became aware of this matter and threatened her with death many times. She also married me a docile and dutiful woman from the Wang family, completely severing contact with Wan'er. I had no choice but to do so.
So I had no choice but to put aside all my grievances and study hard. When I was twenty-seven, I took part in the provincial examination, but because of a treacherous official who manipulated his power, my examination paper was ruined and my reputation was ruined."
"I didn't dare to see my mother again. In order to relieve my sadness, I would spend time alone in the green mountains and green waters, or sit in a wild temple to explore the ancient times; or go to wine shops and recite poems while drinking wine; or wander the streets singing and crying... just like this.
Leisurely and debauched, living like a zombie."
Mandala and I both sighed softly. Our beloved wife broke up, his career was frustrated, and Lu You could be regarded as a leak in the house and rain all night long. Misfortunes never come singly.
"At noon in the spring of that year, the flowers and trees in the garden were in full bloom. I came back here and was thinking about people. When I felt sad, I saw a woman in cotton clothes walking towards me on the quiet path.
, after careful identification, I finally confirmed that it was actually my ex-wife, Wan'er, whom I had not seen for many years."
Lu You's eyes changed slightly. They seemed to be full of confusion, but they also seemed to contain love, resentment, longing, longing, and pity...all kinds of complicated emotions were intertwined in his deep eyes.
"At that time, Wan'er had already decided to marry Zhao Shicheng, a descendant of the royal family and a distinguished family member. When our eyes met, we couldn't tell where to start with all the past memories and tender feelings. That time, Wan'er was accompanying
Zhao Shicheng came to enjoy the flowers. After being in a daze for a while, Wan'er, now a wife, took a deep look at me and left slowly."
Lu You had already burst into tears, and I was sighing in my heart. Originally it was just a matter between the two of us, but now Zhao Shicheng has appeared, and it has become a love triangle.
"I didn't dare to follow her, so I could only watch from a distance, watching Wan'er and her husband eating on the waterside pavilion in the pool. Especially when I saw her lowering her head and frowning, intentionally or unintentionally stretching out her jade hands and red sleeves to drink with Zhao Shicheng.
Drinking slowly makes me even more confused, and the past comes to mind bit by bit." Lu You stood up holding the wall, touching the poem he wrote by his own hand, and choked out:
"Red crisp hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is bad, the joy is thin, I am full of melancholy, and I have been away for a few years. Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and wet
The silk is transparent. The peach blossoms have fallen, and the leisure pool pavilion is there. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book. Mo! Mo! Mo!"
Lu You's voice was sad and unbearable, and Qianxiao Liuli seemed to be deeply immersed in the story, her eyes were sparkling, and she couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Maybe we don’t feel very deep when reading this poem alone, but in line with what Lu You said, when I think of the person I loved so much yesterday, now I am drinking and having fun with others in front of my eyes. I can’t destroy her happiness, and I don’t dare to say anything.
, how desolate is this?
"After I finished writing this poem, I walked away. It just so happened that the treacherous officials were executed and the government became clear, so I poured my blood on national affairs and deeply buried the past with Wan'er." Lu You caressed her.
Tang Wan's poem said in a hoarse voice: "After I said goodbye to Shen Yuan, I wandered around the world for decades, trying to forget everything that had happened to her. However, the further away from home, the more Wan'er's shadow lingered.
Heart."
"Later, I received a letter from Zhao Shicheng." Lu You said with tears in his eyes: "He said that although Wan'er didn't say anything, he guessed a lot. In the second year after we met in Shen Yuan, Wan'er hugged
An inexplicable longing came here alone, wandering among the winding paths and corridors, while Zhao Shicheng watched from a distance without disturbing me."
"After seeing my poems, Wan'er burst into tears and burst into tears, so she wrote down her feelings and sadness below my words." Lu You slowly closed his eyes: "The letter said, Wan'er
After returning home, he became increasingly haggard and depressed. In the autumn of that year, he quietly passed away in the bleak autumn wind."
"Why can't lovers get married eventually?" Mandala couldn't help but sigh, raised her head and asked me.
"Do you mean modern or ancient times?" The atmosphere was a bit depressing, so I asked in a relaxed tone.
"What's the difference between modern times and ancient times?"
"Of course there is." I analyzed: "Lu You and Tang Wan can't be together. It's mainly due to secular prejudice and mother's stubbornness. It has nothing to do with anything else."
"What about modern times?"
"Modern times are simpler, in a word." I shrugged and said with a smile, "Only rich people can eventually get married."
"Bullshit." Mandala rolled her eyes at me and hummed, "Sister, I don't want money."
"Hey, they are quite pitiful when you think about it. Look at the last sentence." I pointed to [It's late at night, afraid of being asked, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide] and said: "I'm afraid Zhao Shicheng also loves Tang Wan deeply. Tang Wan
I don’t want to hurt his heart. When I can’t sleep at night, I’m afraid that Zhao Shicheng will ask, and I’ll swallow all my tears, so I have to force myself to smile... Hey, hide it, hide it, hide it!”
"Young hero, I have lost my temper." Lu You calmed down for a long time and said calmly.
"No, we were all deeply touched by the old gentleman's story." I looked at the time and saw it was already one o'clock. I spent three hours and didn't know what rewards this task would give.
"Young hero, I have one last favor to ask of you." Lu You was really rude: "Young hero, please help me sharpen my ink."
"Wipe it, do you want to wet it again?" My balls hurt, there are so many things to do when meeting literati.
"I'll do it." Seeing my reluctance, Mandala walked over with a smile, took the inkstone he carried with him from Lu You's hand, and began to grind it skillfully.
Lu You took out the wolf-hair brush from his body, just like holding a long spear to monsters. His whole body burst out with an earth-shattering aura, and he felt like the writing was shaking the wind and the rain was falling, and the poem was weeping ghosts and gods.
Langhao's pen is soaked in thick ink, Lu You's pen is full of dragons and snakes, and four lines of heroic cursive script appear on the wall: "Spring is coming again on the small street in the south of the city, only plum blossoms are seen but no one is there; the jade bones have long sunk in the spring, and the ink marks are still locked.
Dust in the walls.”
"Young hero, let's say goodbye." After Lu You finished writing, he put the pen and ink in his sleeve and left sadly.
bite!
System Announcement: The flowers in Shen's home are like brocades, half of which was when I first met [Fang Weng]; I also believe that beauties will eventually fall into the dust, and they cannot bear the hurried dreams. With the passage of time, the scenery of Shen's Garden has changed, and the poems on the pink wall have also left no trace.
However, these poems that record the final love song between Tang Wan and Lu You have been circulated for a long time among people who fell in love in later generations.
bite!
System Announcement: Feudal ethics destroyed Lu You's innocent love, but it cannot stop Lu You from yearning for love and singing. Please cherish the feelings you have, and don't say goodbye easily, which will lead to helpless lifelong regret. Players [Forget about love and forget love.
】Completed the fourth turn of the nine-turn mission - [Hairhead Phoenix], the system will reward its level +1, command power +80000, and randomly give it the prop [School Order]!
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The system echoed endlessly in the sky, but none of us could care about it. If I remember correctly, after Lu You left Shen Yuan, he fell seriously ill, and a generation of literary giants passed away.
It wasn't until Lu You's back disappeared from our sight that Mandala sighed softly: "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old slowly with you."
"We'll stay together forever?" I shook my head with a wry smile, shaking off the boundless sadness from my mind. Just as I was about to make arrangements with Mandala, the system prompt suddenly sounded:
bite!
System prompt: Your friend [Luohuaren Independent] sent a message!
******* Regarding the swear words that appeared in the book review area on my mobile phone, I didn't want to say anything at first, and I didn't know how to say it, but when I saw some book friends standing up for me, I couldn't help but say it again.
First of all, even if you are abusive book friends, to be honest, I understand you, maybe because of the depth of love and the deep responsibility, but I hope not to hurt my parents and relatives. I am almost thirty years old, and sometimes I think
Question, I see things are a little different from yours. Please give me a little more understanding. Isn’t that the old saying goes, “Be lenient to others, be strict with yourself”, right?
Secondly, there are some questions that I really can’t answer. For example, a guy said, why is it like this, why is it like that... I can’t answer them, because they are all foreshadowing, related to the main line, conflicts, and contradictions. I can say this
, there will be ups and downs in the second volume.
Finally, I would like to thank all the book friends who supported me and stood up for me, which makes my heart warm. Thank you for accompanying me all the way till now. When I feel tired and want to give up, when I think of you, chicken blood will surge in my heart. In fact,
I know that you will also be unhappy when you see the protagonist being wronged, but you tolerate me, encourage me, and support me with your broad mind. Thank you.
At the same time, I would also like to say to those who support me, "Be lenient to others and be strict with yourself." It is impossible for everyone to like a book, so I ask you to be tolerant of readers who criticize you. This book,
It has just begun. Whether it is "junk" or "fair" can only be determined when the book is finished.
Finally, my friends from junior high school and high school, Uncle Jiangshan and Brother Jiangshan advise you to study hard and be admitted to your ideal university to bring glory to your parents and add color to your life!
When you step into your ideal university, I will roll your name and write a long message to celebrate your achievements. If you have the opportunity to come to Fuzhou, I will even serve you wine and get drunk with you!
