After leaving Lanyueju and walking a short distance ahead, you can see Jianjia Pond. Ling Ruo was stunned for a while when she heard the name of this pool for the first time. She had been reading poetry since she was a child, so she naturally knew that the word Jianjia came from
Where, but I didn’t expect that anyone would use this as the name of the pool.
I heard from Mo Yu that this pond did not exist before. After the emperor gave this house to his fourth elder brother, Yinzhen specially ordered people to dig it. It is a lotus pond. In summer, the pond is full of lotus flowers. Looking around, when
It’s true that “the lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are exceptionally red.”
Yinzhen is a man, and based on her understanding of him, he doesn't seem like someone who likes these flowers and plants. Moreover, he is named after Jianjia. I wonder which woman it was built for. Is it the direct descendant of Fujin? Maybe.
There seems to be a lotus character in the name of the direct descendant Fujin.
He is at least a caring person...
Thinking like this, her resistance to Yinzhen became much less. Ling Ruo walked a few steps to the edge of the pool. It was not the season when lotus flowers were in full bloom. She could only see a quiet pool of water, reflecting a few sparse lights on the shore.
lantern.
"The jianjia is green, and the white dew is like frost. The so-called "beautiful person" is on the side of the water. If you follow it back, the road is long and blocked. If you go back to it, you will be in the middle of the water. The jianjia is luxuriant, and the white dew is still fresh. The so-called "beautiful person" is on the bank of the water.
. If you follow it when you follow it, you will be able to escape when the road is blocked. If you follow it when you follow it, you will feel like you are swimming in the water."
Ling Ruo slowly began to chant. This poem was called "Qin Feng? Jian Jia" and it came from "The Book of Songs". When she first read this poem, she really liked the indescribable hazy artistic conception in the poem. At that time, she was deeply moved.
I have kept it in my heart, and I will never forget a word of it when I remember it now.
"When you pick the bamboo, the white dew is still there. The so-called beauty is in the water..."
"Who is where?" In the middle of chanting, I suddenly heard a low, somewhat vague male voice not far away.
Ling Ruo was shocked, was there anyone there at such a late hour? Just as he was surprised, a figure staggered over from the other side of the pool, seemingly holding something in his hand.
Ling Ruodingqing looked carefully, and was surprised again when she saw clearly. The person who came was actually Yinzhen. He was wearing a royal blue robe, with a dark gold-inlaid amethyst belt tied around his waist, and a five-bat holding Shouhe Tian.
The jade pendant and silk sachet are tied underneath.
There is nothing wrong with all this, but Yinzhen smells of alcohol, his face is red, and he is holding a bottle of wine in his hand. He is staggering when he walks. He keeps pouring wine into his mouth, and he is not there yet.
As he got closer, he could already smell the smell of alcohol, and he didn't know how much he drank.
Ling Ruo frowned slightly, endured the choking smell of wine and saluted him, "I have met Lord Beile."
"Is that you?" Yinzhen looked at Ling Ruo carefully with his hazy drunken eyes, and actually recognized her. He staggered and pointed at her and said: "You, aren't you supposed to be in the palace, in the palace for the draft? How can you run away?
Come to my house?"
"Concubine Rong has given me to Lord Beile as my princess." As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that Yinzhen accidentally stepped on a piece of uneven gravel. She lost her balance and almost fell. Ling Ruo quickly held on.
Yinzhen patted his dizzy head and said with a drunken smile: "Yes, I remembered it. Emperor Ama told me about you, and he wanted me to treat you well and don't treat you badly."
"Does the Emperor also know about this?" Ling Ruo was startled and didn't even notice that Yinzhen had shaken off her hand.
"Why don't you know?" Yinzhen poured a large sip of wine into his mouth and said with a staggering step: "Because of your matter, Emperor Ama Longyan was furious and confined Concubine Rong to Jingren Palace. E Niang said she had never seen her before.
Huang Ama has never been so angry."
Your Majesty, does he care about her so much? But everything is too late. The Emperor must also understand in his heart, otherwise he would not entrust the fourth elder brother like this...
Ling Ruo shook his head, no longer thinking about these things that had passed. He looked up and found that Yinzhen ran to the poolside at some point. He might fall down at any time. He was so drunk this night. It was really a fall.
What's the point of going down?
"Master Beile, be careful!" Yinzhen slipped and almost fell into the water. Ling Ruo hurriedly grabbed him and complained: "How much wine have you drunk to become so drunk?"
"How much?" Yinzhen shook his head blankly, "I don't remember." After a pause, he covered his chest and suddenly laughed: "Are you drunk? No, no, my heart still hurts. I'm not drunk yet. I still want it."
Drink, let go, I want to drink."
"If you keep drinking, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave." Ling Ruo held his hand tightly and refused to let him continue drinking. I really don't know what kind of madness this man has.
"You're so annoying. I don't need you to worry about it." Yinzhen pushed the extremely annoying little woman in front of him away. When he saw her falling to the ground because she couldn't stand steady, he uttered two words coldly with his thin lips, "You deserve it!"
"You!" Ling Ruo was furious for a while. If she hadn't seen him drunk, she wouldn't have bothered to care about him. It hurt so much. She raised her hand that was supporting the ground and found that there was a big piece of skin on it, which was burning.
Yinzhen drank the last sip of wine in the pot, raised his hand and threw the pot into the pool, and said loudly: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and the morning is like this."
Black hair turns into blood at dusk. To be successful in life, you need to have all the fun, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon. Hahaha!" He was laughing, but there was no hint of happiness, only endless sadness and sorrow.
"I can't get what I want, but what I don't want comes one after another." He stopped laughing and turned around, with endless sadness in his eyes, which shocked Ling Ruo deeply, "Is this Niu Hulu and Ling Ruo? Tell me
Why is this? Why?”
Ling Ruo roughly understood that Yinzhen should have someone he liked in his heart, but he couldn't be with him. Instead, people he didn't like, such as himself, were pushed to his side one by one.
Ling Ruo suddenly remembered Mo Yu's words before, tonight is the day of the Eighth Prince's great joy. Yinzhen and the Eighth Prince are brothers, there is no reason not to go. So where does it come from? Could it be that Yinzhen likes the Eighth Prince?
Fujin?
Ling Ruo covered her mouth with force, fearing that she might accidentally scream out. This guess was too shocking, but other than that, she couldn't think of any other possibility.
He and she turned out to be sad people.
After a long time, Ling Ruo stepped forward to support him and said softly: "I can't answer Lord Beile's question, but I have heard from Buddhists that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, and long-lasting resentment.
, you can’t ask for it, you can’t let it go. Only by truly experiencing these eight hardships can you have a complete life.”
"I love separation... I can't ask... I can't let go..." Yinzhen murmured and repeated Ling Ruo's words, over and over again. For a long time, he raised his head and stretched out his hand towards the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, and then slowly closed it. The moon was still there.
There, he couldn't catch anything.
Suddenly, he hugged Ling Ruo on her shoulders and cried loudly, crying like a child, as if he wanted to let out the pain and sadness in his heart. Ling Ruo had never thought that a man could cry so sadly.
Helpless, and even more unimaginable that arrogant and indifferent Yinzhen would cry sometimes. Thinking about it, he must have loved her so much in his heart...
Thinking like this, I felt a bit of distress in my heart, and I was speechless...