Xilin Lake existed long before the Tiannan Empire established its capital. The two green mountains in the distance are named Lianlang and Wupan. The two mountains are tens of feet apart and shoulder to shoulder. The Tiannan Canal flows down from the upstream and passes through the two mountains.
The mouth of the mountain gorge meets Xilin.
There was originally no Xilin River in the Tiannan Imperial Capital. Lianlang and Wupan were integrated into one body, and their real name was Xilin Mountain. According to legend, hundreds of years ago, the two great masters in the world, Lianlang and Wupan, dueled with Xilin Peak. Both of them were
They are masters at the peak of the divine martial realm. One wields a sword and the other wields a sword. The two are on par with each other, and the fight is inextricable. Just when the two are exhausted, a fire unicorn runs in from the mountain. This beast is very powerful.
Fierce and delicious, it spits out powerful fire.
Lian Lang and Wupan couldn't bear to see the Fire Qilin bring harm to the people, so they put aside their personal grudges and joined forces to fight, and finally killed the Fire Qilin under the two peaks. Then the two used their lifelong skills to divide the entire mountain into two and draw the water of the canal.
, just now the fire unicorn killed him in the lake. At the same time, he also died because his power was exhausted.
In order to commemorate these two masters, later generations named the two peaks after them, and the lake was named Xilin from then on...
Walking from the shore of Xilin Lake through the white corridor on the lake to the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, Shangguan Ruomeng softly told the history of Xilin Lake. Feng Jueyu was not very impressed by Xilin Lake and listened with gusto, although in Tiannan
Almost everyone in the empire knows the origin of Xilin Lake, but speaking about it in the spring breeze has a different flavor.
There were many people in the small pavilion at this time. It was noon, and the blazing sun was just above the line between Lianlang and Wupan. In the distance, there were two faint paths leading to the top of Cangshan Mountain.
These two trails are extremely clear, just like two giant dragons winding around the mountain, with extraordinary momentum. When combined with the scorching sun on the top of the mountain, it looks like two dragons playing with a pearl.
In March, the peaks of Xilin appear, looming like two dragons playing with a pearl...
Shangguan Ruomeng took a deep breath, feeling refreshed, and two neatly contrasting verses came out of her mouth, which coincided with the wonderful scene of Lian Lang and the two peaks of Wupan playing with the sun.
All the talented and beautiful people around him applauded and praised him profusely.
Part of the reason why the Spring Talents Fair is held in March on Xilin Lake is because the two peaks playing with pearls is a unique spectacle of the year.
After Shangguan Ruomeng finished telling the story, Feng Jueyu and Xing'er nodded repeatedly. It was rare that such a bloody story happened under such a beautiful scenery and was passed down to future generations.
Feng Jueyu was deeply influenced by Shangguan Ruomeng. Looking at the temples in the distant mountains, he couldn't help but feel good: "Actually, I also heard some stories when I was a child, which are also remembered in people's hearts and passed down forever...
"
Myolie couldn't get enough of what she heard, so she quickly said: "My uncle has told stories before, but they were all pranks. I won't tell them again this time. Can you tell some unforgettable ones, preferably emotional ones."
"Oh?" Feng Jueyu tilted his head and looked at this lovely maid, and suddenly remembered the story of the Legend of the White Snake, and said, "Of course there is one, then I will tell you a story from the Legend of the White Snake."
"The Legend of White Snake?"
The two masters and servants knew that Feng Jueyu always liked to make them happy and told many stories, but they had not heard of the Legend of White Snake yet, so they both pricked up their ears and looked at him.
Feng Jueyu shook his folding fan, looked at the beautiful scenery of the two mountains, and began to tell: "It is said that a long time ago, there was a white snake in the forest that had been practicing for thousands of years..."
This story is a world-famous myth and legend from the past life. The plot of the story is twists and turns, the emotions are vivid, and it is touching. Although there are monsters and vicious fights, in the end it is a sad and beautiful marriage.
Feng Jueyu himself has a sharp tongue, and with his touching narration, the poignant love story of The Legend of White Snake is particularly moving.
Most of the people in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake were talented men and beauties, famous literati from all over the country. When he spoke, everyone's eyes were focused on him, and their shining eyes and ears were all fascinated by his story.
Attracted.
After telling the story for half a stick of incense, Feng Jueyu had just finished the story perfectly. At this moment, the lively little pavilion in the middle of the lake had fallen into an unprecedented silence. How many talented people stroked their fans and thought deeply, silent for a long time, and countless beauties
I was moved to tears by the sadness, and the rain of pear blossoms fell...
The love is deep and deep!
This unforgettable love made countless crazy men and women unable to calm down in their hearts for a long time.
Myolie had already burst into tears, and the silk embroidered handkerchief seemed to be no longer usable. Even the strong Miss Shangguan was moved to tears by this poignant fairy tale and could not help herself.
The small pavilion in the middle of the lake was silent. After a long time, a voice from the crowd asked: "Master, I wonder what happened to Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen later?"
Feng Jueyu only talked about Bai Suzhen being imprisoned under the Lei Feng Tower. Hearing this voice, almost everyone looked at Feng Jueyu, including Shangguan Ruomeng.
Feng Jueyu stepped forward, took a deep breath and said: "It takes a hundred years to cross the same boat, and a thousand years to sleep together. Since Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen already love each other deeply, why should you care about the outcome? As long as you love each other, no matter where they are in the world,
Each other's hearts will always be connected, and the result... is not important..."
Everyone sighed slightly, but immediately everyone looked at him with approval.
In fact, the ending of the story is that Lei Feng's tower fell and his lover reunited, but Feng Jueyu didn't say that. He didn't want to show off, but because his personality was a true and genuine person.
Mythical stories are just stories after all. Leaving suspense can make people endlessly daydream about it. Those who are optimistic can end this love story with a perfect ending, but rational people will always turn the ending into an answer that does not need to be pursued.
, experience the excitement of the process with your heart.
But Feng Jueyu is not a cold and heartless person, and his final words have already made many wise people guess the outcome.
"Well told, what a beautiful story." Several official ladies and famous ladies clapped their hands one after another, and then the small pavilion in the middle of the lake burst into thunderous applause for Feng Jueyu's story.
Some people even winked at Young Master Feng. Young Master Feng turned out to be a good-looking person, with a person as beautiful as a tree in the wind, coupled with a beautiful love story, he immediately won the favor of countless crazy men and resentful women, and even worse
I asked about his name and origin from the side.
Xing'er was so moved by Feng Jueyu that he didn't give out the ending, so the little maid gave him a look and muttered: "My uncle is really bad, it's another prank, but the story is really beautiful, Miss, tell me
Woolen cloth?"
Shangguan Ruomeng stared at Feng Jueyu closely, his eyes showing incredible surprise and strangeness. I have been with him for nearly ten years, and I have never heard that he knew such a poignant story. After a hundred years of cultivation, they were able to cross the same boat.
What a true love that has been cultivated for thousands of years. He was clearly moved by his true feelings when he told it, which is why he told the story so perfectly. It was so different from his past playboy behavior. Why did he suppress himself and not reveal himself?
true emotions?
For a time, many strange questions arose in Shangguan Ruomeng's mind, all related to Feng Jueyu: Ruofan's sword moves, his movements in the past few days, today's story, he is different from before. What is he like before?
Is it the real him, or is it because of Xu Zixiong’s “credit”?
"This young master."
Just as Shangguan Ruomeng was looking at Feng Jueyu, an old man came from behind and bowed respectfully to Feng Jueyu.
"What's wrong, father-in-law?" Feng Jueyu asked with a slight smile.
The old man asked: "I often tell stories with people at Xilin Lake, but I have never heard such a touching story as the young master told. I wonder if I can extract it and tell it to others?"
Feng Jueyu suddenly understood and said generously: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this story is meant to be passed down, and it's not my patent, so why not?"
The old man was extremely excited and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you so much, Master." After saying that, the old man left the small pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Shangguan Ruomeng was thoughtful. As she walked along today, she suddenly found that Feng Jueyu was not as hateful as before. Especially the story and conversation with the old man just now were so decent. They were completely different from before.
people.
After thinking about it carefully, Shangguan Ruomeng was suddenly shocked: Could this story be an allusion to me and him? Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen fell in love at the West Lake. They had some bumps and bruises when they fell in love. Xu Xian was even more suspicious of Bai Suzhen, but in the end
The sincerity of the two finally made them truly love each other and cherish that relationship even more.
He and I are the same, is he telling me to cherish the people in front of me and not regret it? This fool is not stupid anymore, and uses this method to capture my heart? Shangguan Ruomeng snorted in his heart, but it was as sweet as
sugar.
Women are women after all, and a touching story may make her fall in love with her. It's that simple.
But for God's sake, Young Master Feng had never thought of it this way. He only told this touching fairy tale because he was in a good mood during a trip to the lake after more than half a month of depression. His original intention was not to please Miss Shangguan at all.
meaning, let alone the idea of using a story to metaphorize the relationship between the two.
If he had known that Miss Shangguan, who did not even approach strangers, would have such thoughts, Feng Jueyu would probably immediately come up with a collection of stories to enchant thousands of girls. This thing is so easy to use, and it really is a home trip.
The ultimate tool for picking up girls.
"Sister Ruomeng, are you in a better mood?" Ignoring the praises around him, Feng Jueyu laughed and said haha. When you visit the lake, you have to be happy. If you are not happy, why are you swimming there?
Being made to laugh by Feng Jueyu's funny expression, Shangguan Ruomeng pretended to be sad and said: "I didn't expect Brother Feng to tell such a touching story. Alas, the ending is a bit bleak, not sad at all."
"Sad?" Feng Jueyu laughed: "It depends on what my sister thinks? The Lei Feng Tower fell, the West Lake began to dry up, the idealism remains unchanged, and I am contented to be reunited, isn't it?"
"kindness?"
Shangguan Ruomeng and Xing'er's eyes lit up at the same time, and the latter two exclaimed at the same time: "It's really bad, there is an ending but you don't tell me."
"Ha ha……"
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