When it was time to turn on the lanterns, the rain not only did not stop, but gradually intensified. The rain was thick, the water vapor was rising, and the dark mountains and forests were like smoke.
Fang Jun had taken a bath and simply tied his hair back with a ribbon. He also wore a Taoist robe with wide sleeves and long sleeves, which was very comfortable. After Princess Changle took a bath, she combed her black hair meticulously, which was not surprising.
Not too tired, apply a little makeup on your face, the right shade.
Women should look after those who please themselves.
Princess Changle knelt down in front of Fang Jun. The two had a simple dinner and sat across from each other to drink tea.
She noticed that Fang Jun's eyes were wandering around her body. She suppressed her shyness, even her ears were slightly red, and said slightly angrily: "What are you looking at with your sly eyebrows and rat eyes?"
Fang Jun chuckled and said: "Your Highness's behavior today is very different from his usual temperament."
When they were in love, His Highness was uncharacteristically satisfied with some of his dirty thoughts...
Two red clouds rose up from Princess Changle's fair and flawless face. She was so embarrassed that she bit her silver teeth and spat: "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. Stop talking about it. I'm so embarrassed!"
She simply couldn't imagine that she could achieve that level, but she thought that in a few days Fang Jun would lead his army on an expedition, and there was a high possibility that he would never come back, so she also put down her reserve and allowed Ai Lang to take whatever he wanted, just for the sake of it.
It is enough to give birth to a half-son and a half-daughter from the pregnant woman's womb.
Fang Jun naturally understood what Princess Changle was thinking. Looking at the peerless face in front of him, he sighed: "How can a humble minister be so virtuous that he can win the favor of His Highness? I am truly lucky."
Princess Changle took a sip of tea, calmed down her shyness a little, snorted and said: "Because you are thick-skinned, you can't be beaten, and you can't be driven away. Apart from letting you succeed, what else can I do?
"
After a pause, he said softly: "In this situation, in this situation, and parting is imminent, don't Erlang have a few words to say to each other?"
Fang Jun was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "Weichen has been writing for many years and has not piled up words for a long time. I really haven't gained anything in this short while."
When he first came to Guizhou, he was very interested in shaming the world's literary giants with his poetry and articles. He was quite proud to see those famous people who were famous throughout the ages admired him in front of his "talent".
But later on, I felt that this kind of behavior was meaningless.
It's not that I feel guilty about "plagiarism". Isn't it a fool to keep so many masterpieces in my mind without using them? It's just that in the final analysis, it's not my own ability. Even if I rely on this to be powerful in the world, it's just a fake.
Gradually, I did less and less of "composing poems and lyrics".
When Princess Changle heard him say the word "sealing the pen", she immediately snorted and snorted dissatisfied.
How old are you? You said it in such an old-fashioned way, as if you had seen through the fame and wealth and wanted to return to the countryside. It was clear that you had nothing to gain for a while, but you were so thick-skinned, it was simply shameful...
Fang Jun scratched his head and shouted outside: "Bring paper and pen!"
Princess Changle's eyes lit up and she said happily: "Isn't it true?"
Fang Jun pretended to be serious: "You can have this."
Princess Changle glanced at him, pursed her lips and said nothing.
This person is really hateful. He clearly has the famous poems and verses that he has been pondering in his heart, but he lied to himself and said that he didn't have them. Otherwise, how could he be so fast? She didn't believe in such things as "a clever hand accidentally got it" and "the words came out well"...
The maid outside quickly brought paper and pen, and spread the white rice paper on the coffee table. Princess Changle took the inkstone and used her own hands to grind ink for Fang Jun.
Fang Jun took the brush and dipped it in the inkstone, paused briefly, and said: "In the past, I heard that there was a scholar named Lu You in Shanyin, Yuezhou. The couple loved each other, but they were afraid of his mother, so they had to marry his first wife Tang.
After several years of separation, we met by chance in the mountains. Tang took her husband to play and gave Lu You fine wine and food to comfort her. Lu You felt this and wrote a beautiful poem. "
After saying this, the tip of his nose fell on the rice paper, and the pen moved like a dragon and a snake.
"Red hands, yellow vine wine. The city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls; the east wind is bad, the joy is thin, and I am full of melancholy. I have been away for a few years, wrong, wrong, wrong! Spring is as old, people are thin and empty. Tears are red and wet.
The silk is transparent; the peach blossoms have fallen, the leisure pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is still there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book, Mo, Mo, Mo!"
The handwriting is dignified and round, and the words are clear and plaintive.
As Princess Changle watched, her clear tears fell one after another...
Fang Jun hurriedly put away his pen and asked curiously: "Why are you crying?"
Princess Changle pursed her lips slightly and said nothing, just looking at him with tears in her eyes.
Fang Jun said speechlessly: "Your Highness really shed tears when reading the Three Kingdoms and worried about the ancients! This is certainly a sad emotional story, but in the final analysis it is just about the ancients. We can feel compassion when we read it, but
You can’t have too strong a sense of immersion, right?”
Of course, the love story between Lu You and his wife Tang Wan is indeed sad and sad, which makes people sigh. It is normal for an emotional woman to feel pity and emotion when she hears about it.
Unexpectedly, Princess Changle wiped her tears gently, looked at him with bright eyes, and said softly: "Why bother? The so-called poetry expresses ambitions, words express emotions, the heart has feelings and the pen has touches. Although we cannot justly say that in
We are together, but we are also close to each other, just like the line in your song "Magpie Bridge Immortal", "If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night"..."
Fang Jun was stunned for a moment, then looked back at his copy of "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix". After careful consideration, he found that Princess Changle understood the sadness of the hero and heroine in the poem being forced and unable to recover, as a sign that she and she were incompatible with conventional theories.
The emotions in this world are also so far apart that it is difficult to get married.
Fang Jun was not only amazed, this woman was not ordinary powerful, her ability to think things through was quite powerful...
Princess Changle could only be heard sobbing as she continued: "...but why did you write the second half of the sentence? Even if you die in battle, I will not cry like an ordinary woman. If I am lucky enough to be pregnant with a child,
, I will naturally raise him to adulthood. If God does not pity me and leaves me alone, I will also chant sutras and accumulate virtues for you... Wuwu..."
Fang Jun was stunned.
This woman actually thought that "Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin. The tears are red and the crocodile silk is through; the peach blossoms are falling, the leisure pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, the brocade book is difficult to entrust" is what she imagined. Once she died in Hexi, she would
The scene of crying and lamenting all day long?
Mother!
Women's brains are indeed structured differently...
He was a little embarrassed. He looked at Princess Changle who was crying and coaxed: "We all said that this is someone else's lyrics. It was written by that guy named Lu You. He just wrote it down silently for His Highness to appreciate. Why should Your Highness bother?
Forcibly put it on yourself?"
Princess Changle wiped her tears and glared at him: "You are still talking nonsense here! Then tell me, where is this Luyou from?"
Fang Jun said: "A person from Shanyin, Yuezhou."
"Okay, I will send people to Yuezhou Shanyin to look for this Lu You."
"..."
Fang Jun was a little dumbfounded. If you want to find Lu You, you have to wait hundreds of years...
He said awkwardly: "That man was a scholar from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and his reputation was not obvious. Only this piece of work has survived. Wei Chen only learned about it by chance. At this time, all the tombs of scruples have been trampled. You
Where to find it?"
Princess Changle looked at him with tears in her eyes and said nothing.
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Fang Junxin said it right. He was finally noble and did not take the poems of the ancients as his own. As a result, such unexplainable misunderstandings occurred. It seems that he should not be so pretentious in the future, or he should not write, but just write.
Then everything is original.
Love so much...
He took this piece of rice paper aside, spread it with another one, and said: "Lu You's son Tang is also a top female middle school student with a quick mind. After reading this poem written by Lu You, he felt something in his heart, so he gave it a poem in return.
."
He also wrote down Tang Wan's "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix".
"The world is thin and human beings are evil. When the rain comes at dusk, flowers tend to fall. At dawn, the wind dries and tears remain. When I want to write down my thoughts, I speak alone. It's difficult, difficult, difficult! People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing.
The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark. I am afraid of being asked, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide it, hide it, hide it!"
It has to be said that Tang Wan is also a talented woman among women. This poem is so talented that she can express her sad thoughts on the page, no less than Lu You, and it has become a famous poem handed down from generation to generation.
Princess Changle read it word by word, and could no longer hold back the sadness in her heart. She gently hugged Fang Jun's waist, nestled her head on his shoulder, and sobbed: "You are not allowed to write these words about life and death. This trip
Even though it is dangerous, you must come back alive and well. Do you have the heart to let me guard this ancient green lantern Buddha alone and spend this miserable life in sorrow and tears? If you want to come back, I will give you more children.
Although we can't get married, our love for each other does not depend on our day and night, but only because we are close to each other..."
Fang Jun hugged Princess Changle and stared - how could they be separated for life and death?