I don't know what the reason is, the heavens are destined, Chi Yan actually saw Cheng Shao. From the gentleness she never had, I heard the story of her and Cheng Shao, and from that day on... Pavilion of hearts. "Thank you, General Cheng, uh..., Cheng Gongzi, thank you for saving Miss Shuyun!" Chi Yan bowed his head very shyly. Cheng Shao was still fluttering, but he was very cold: "There is no need for the girl to come to thank you." Girl please come back. Chi Yan looked up in surprise, she didn't believe that this seemingly ancient and hot-hearted man was so cold, or that he didn't understand his own thoughts: "Sir knows him, he is a piece of ice..." She blushed shyly, and slowly walked back to the room, she did not realize that I was at the door, whispering softly to herself. "Sister... Have you gone to see Cheng Shao? "My words are unusually stiff," his heart was hard to guess. I repeated Master's words. A person with a different appearance, in addition, is Chi Yan's delicate and weak heart. She was taken aback and silently did not answer.
I left her room and walked toward the small garden. "Does General Guan know my daughter Zhuge Shuyun?" It was already clear that it was Master, and I looked at the source of the sound and walked away. "The military master is talking about Shuyun, how do I not know?" "Although Shu Yun is a daughter, she has a boyish spirit, and I want her to learn martial arts with the general." I was shocked, and Guan Yu was also surprised: "Is the military master going to let her go to the battlefield?" Master was silent for a long time: "Even if I don't go to the battlefield, I still want her to inherit my martial arts." Guan Yu shook his head, "The military master's words are bad!" Shu Yun is a daughter, and moreover, she is young, and Xi Wu will inevitably be injured, and I am afraid that the military division will be embarrassed! "General Guan need not worry, I know Yun'er's personality best, and although she is pampered, she is not a sentimental and weak lady." Master's face showed a hint of comfort. "Well, okay." Guan Yu finally agreed. Reluctantly, he didn't know me, and even if he did, he couldn't change his concept that a woman's talentlessness is virtue. I have learned everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and now I have to practice martial arts and train soldiers, which sounds ridiculous and cannot be more absurd.
But he agreed, hesitantly agreed, and master smiled in relief, and the feather fan in his hand shook slightly, as if he was pointing Qiankun in his hand again.
I ran straight to Master from behind the leaf and pulled his hem: "Master..." He stroked my hair slightly: "Second Master." "Second Master... My expression did not shift in the slightest, and I stared at Master's sassy posture.
Since that day, Xi Wu and my idle life have been cloudy and solidified. Everything became bitter, and I didn't understand Master — just now, why? There are brave and warlike fierce generals around him, what use do I have learned? Heaven and earth are divided into day and night, and the years are not separated from the four seasons. The scorching sun and the wind and snow never pitied my petite, including the second master,— he always watched coldly, as cold as frost. However, the time I spent in my studies did not decrease, but increased day by day, and I felt a pressure that I had never felt before, and for me, it was undoubtedly a thousand burdens.
In the night, it was heavy and stuffy, and I fell on Master's knees: "Master, let's go back to Longzhong!" "Longzhong? Longzhong... Master held my cheek, he forgot? Forgot about that haunting Lung Zhong...? No! He remembered, so unforgettable, how could he forget. I knew I had touched the confused strings of Master. "Master, I'm sorry..." I leaned back, tears in my eyes. Master said, "Excuse me? Why? Does the baby know? For the master likes your frankness when you are in Longzhong, there are no tears, and there is a little bit of cruelty. The smile in his eyes—longing, helplessness. In front of you, thousands of mountains and rivers, like walking on thin ice. And whose support can he have? No! For him, his intellect would be stretched to the limit, unreservedly dedicated to his country and people, as well as to the king. Fulfill his promise to bow down and die until... A lifetime of exchange.
There was silence outside the window, powerless to sleep, the wind of the grass and trees was quiet, and everything was depressed and dim, like a pen in the candlelight. ...... Squeak—the door was pushed open. All the silence was shattered, thumping and swirling in the heart. Waiter: "Sir, lord please..." I interrupted him angrily: "Tell them that Master is asleep!" Don't bother! "Yun'er." Master was angry, with a hint of laughter, "Don't be rude, just come when you go for the master." "Say it, change clothes and go." The evening wind rolled up the fallen leaves and fluttered in the air, and Master's tall and thin back was confused in my tears.
"Lord." Liu Bei's anxious eyes met Master's calmness, and he realized that something had happened, but it was not big, for him. "The fire of Bowang and Xinye can burn cao bing, and now that he has come again, he can't attack with fire anymore, can't he?" Liu Bei stomped his feet and sighed. Master was still idle: "Abandon Xinye and go to Fancheng." Liu Bei was taken aback. He is a man of good will, isn't he? The feather fan in the master's hand swung slightly: "Then tell the people that those who wish to go with them, and those who do not want to stay." Liu Bei had no other choice but to agree.
The next day, with the old and the young, dragging their children and daughters, they cried and cried, and the cries on both sides of the strait rolled up the waves of the river and rolled continuously.
At the east gate of Xiangyang, Cai and Zhang refused to stay outside the city, so they had to abandon Xiangyang and go to Jiangling. Master: "The pursuing soldiers will arrive soon, so it is better to send Yun Chang to Jiangxia first to ask liu Qi for help." "Liu Beiyun. Master looked at me again, and the Second Master's gaze followed one after another: "I will take Yun'er with me." "So best!" Master looked slightly relaxed, "Yun'er... Go ahead! I silently did not answer, Master's decision no one can change.
The second master put me on the horse: "Let's go, the military master doesn't have to worry!" "Say nothing, whip away." Master's face was much calmer, the hooves of the horses, the shallow pauses. gratified? worry? His horse wandered from side to side. The first time the difference, but not the first time worried, I gave him too much anxiety, too much...
The second master spat out a few words sullenly: "The military master is your father." "I looked at him in amazement, inexplicably puzzled, and shook my head." Isn't it? He rarely smiled, "If I also have a daughter, just like you..." I understand, Master, that it is the qiankun of my soul, the positioning of my soul, and the meaning of survival. ...... And he, second master. But it is my elders, the general comfort, perhaps with the majesty of the father, but not enough of the father's love. His eyes darkened a lot, a touch of worry, and the flying of the cloak slowed down a lot. "That's it! Come down and eat something with me. He took me off the horse, tied the reins, and turned away. I followed quietly, like a child who had made a mistake, and it was me who had hurt his pride.
The second master's eyes never left my rice bowl, and he sighed long and short. "What did the second master sigh?" My spoon swirled around in the bowl, flat and flat. His face was written "Chagrin": "I regret it. "What?" "When I first promised the military master to teach you martial arts, I didn't know that your meal was so poor." He smiled slightly. I giggled and replied, "Otherwise I wouldn't have to learn martial arts." "His face suddenly turned cold, making me feel cold behind my back." Despite your girl, after all, count me as a student... Learn martial arts, when it's just a fortification? dine! The second master's bowl fell heavily on the table. Hate iron is not steel. But I never knew what he expected of me from the outside world, and he was always a poor expressive person. As the sun sets, the window is shrouded in a scorching haze.
Night, cool and refreshing; moon, clear as water. I couldn't sleep for a long time, and behind me, there was a quiet pavilion. I took off the cloak on the wall and snatched it out of the house. The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, faint and leisurely, like a stream, like a drift; Chan Juan slept, the branches slept, and the warblers and birds and finches also slept. The courtyard was empty. I paced back and forth on the stone steps.
Well, everything is so good, so idle, everything is frozen in my mind, a wave of nobility. "Fuqin flowing water illuminates the moon, when will the king's heart be like my heart?" A long sigh. Breaking into my thoughts, dancing to the tune, booing and sighing. I walked around the long pavilion and offered a flower offering.
A girl, Linglong's back, quietly swayed, her fingertips going back and forth on the guqin, a good qin. I'm standing for a while. Suddenly, the string is broken, the sound is broken, and the misery is hazy. The tenderness of the violinist was also broken. She looked up at the Milky Way sheepishly. She, one, looked like a girl of the same age, and had been victorious for several years, gave me countless worries. A thought flashed in my mind—Zhiyin. "The pulse is relatively long and late, and I hate the end of the world to find the sound." She turned back suddenly, a delicate face, looked at me, and smiled.
Fuqin flowing water illuminates the moon, and the king's heart is like my heart. The pulse is relatively long and late, and I hate the end of the world to find Zhiyin.
"Disturb your rest, Zhuge girl." She stood up and bowed. Does she know me? I looked at her again, "Who are you?" Why is it that the piano is played here, and it is such a sad piano sound. She repeated her apologies: "My name is Ding Shuxiang, and I am also a guest." "Cloves ... Shujin tea... Good name. "Gargling, gargling, gargling. Shu xiang: "Thank you girl." "How do you know me?" She laughed but did not answer: "I admire Zhuge Junshi, and my brother said that he might come here,...... I waited for his thousand gold. I shook my head, frustrated: "No, I'm not his daughter, I'm a disciple..." Gargle said affirmatively, "No less than his biological daughter!" ”
"I..." I don't know what to say, and maybe not to say. Suddenly, a loud male voice broke into our silence. "Yun! Who let you out? "Second Master?" His tone of voice was unusually depressing and unnatural. The second master grabbed my arm and went into the house. "Don't!" I stubbornly struggled and took his palm off. He looked at me, and I looked down suddenly, and for a moment, I caught the mourning that was innuendo in his eyes. ...... I hurt him too badly. The second master's tone, as always, was sonorous: "The military master is coming." ”
Oh, my God! Master! The Master who thinks about twilight! "You should be laughing! Yun'er. It's too hard for me to get your smile, even a little. "I fled into the wilderness. I was afraid to see the second master's lonely look again. I couldn't believe that an arrogant husband, the general, could pity me so much. Laughed. Indeed, as the second master said, I was overjoyed, and I was nothing more than a master. He must not. I'm too selfish.
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Zi Yan is red, but the clouds are easy to disperse. The sixteen words that Master gave me did not dare to be ashamed or forget: "Hui Bone Spiritual Heart, Calm and Self-Assured, Hun Jin Pu Jade, Eight Faces Brilliant, Yun Er Often Thinks Unashamedly." "And I, even if I am not ashamed, have fallen into the mu all my life."