"There are trees in the south, but you can't stop thinking about them; there are wandering girls in the Han Dynasty, you can't think about them; the Han Dynasty is so vast, you can't think about swimming; the river is eternal, you can't think about it.
He raised his salary by mistake and said that Chu would be cut off; when his son returned, he said that his horse would be harvested. The Han Dynasty was so vast that it was impossible to think about it; the river was eternal and it was impossible to think about it.
When he raises his salary by mistake, he says that he will mow down his beard; when his son returns, he says that he will mow his foal. The Han Dynasty is so vast that it cannot be thought of; the river is eternal and it cannot be thought of. "
The man singing "Han Guang" under the Wuyi Bridge is a woodcutter named He Yu. The leaves are green and green, turning several times. He is over forty years old, but he is alone. He has never forgotten that startling glimpse in his heart. I don’t know where the girl went? Once upon a time, the woodcutter looked forward to one day meeting his beloved girl and spending his life with her. He could help her chop wood and feed the horses. She had no worldly affairs, was untainted by right and wrong, was pure and free and easy. She was the water of the Nine Heavens and the mist of the mountain stream. Frost at night, dew in late autumn...
However, day after day, year after year, he and the girl were two rivers that never intertwined. All that was waiting for him was the endless sound of water rushing in his ears!
"Hey..." the woodcutter sighed again: "Ordinary people, idiots talk about dreams, only the girl in the dream can't beg, that's all... that's all..."
"The trees are tinkling, and the birds are chirping. They come out of the deep valley and move to the trees. They are chirping and asking for the sound of friends. The birds are with each other, but they are still asking for the sound of friends..."
The mist in the morning light gradually dissipated, and the breeze in the mountains ruffled the blue spring water. The woodcutter stepped onto the stream under the Wuyi Bridge. By the quiet waterside, with lush vegetation, he saw at a glance the long sword and the inverted sword standing in the wind. Mo Xiao by the stream...
"Hey, little brother, wake up..."
He was motionless, his hair was disheveled, and there was a patch of gray under his eyebrows, and it was almost impossible to see the appearance of his face!
The breeze blows, and the long sword ripples slightly. The white brocade is flying under the sword, and the two lines of blood words are faintly visible. The woodcutter took off the white brocade and looked at it for a long time, feeling sad in his heart, and said in his mouth: "Hey, this is a chivalrous and righteous act. It's so pitiful that my little brother ended up in such a situation..." After saying that, he carried the cold shoulder and walked step by step towards the bridge. Three miles away from the bridge, there was a simple but chic cabin. This was the woodcutter. s home. He lit a fire to make millet porridge, and went to the back mountain to collect herbs to make soup. However, he still refused to eat, drink, or open his eyes. The woodcutter sighed deeply: "Hey, what a miserable person. It seems that Even the gods can’t save me..."
Maybe he should not die. One day later, at one o'clock in the morning, he miraculously opened his eyes, which frightened the woodcutter half to death in his sleep. At dawn the next day, the woodcutter went to the river to catch a big red carp. , when he happily stepped into the wooden house, he was nowhere to be seen, and the white brocade with blood characters was still intact on the wooden table...
"Hey, what a weirdo..." the woodcutter said with a helpless smile!
He was finally unwilling. The day he left the cabin was the ninth day of April, and the sky became gloomy, as if it was going to rain...
On the long sandy road, I saw a person, a horse, and a lonely sun shining on the horizon...
The Qingpao officer was right: Mrs. Hua’s birthday party came as promised on the ninth day of April!
Early that morning, Huayuan Mansion had begun to hold a grand banquet. A large glazed hall was hidden in the morning sun, just like a golden island independent of the world. In the hall, there was a big Chinese character "Longevity" hanging on the longevity hall. A couplet with the words "Blessings are as long as the flowing water in the East China Sea, and life is as long as the everlasting pines in the Southern Mountains" was placed in the hall, filled with various kinds of fruits, and sixty-six pairs of red fragrant wax were lit around it.
The servants were busy preparing sixty-six red-dot steamed buns and sixty-six pounds of dumplings. The remaining pork, beef, mutton, chicken, and fish were also sixty-six pounds each, commonly known as Liuliu Shun. Eat big meat!
Before noon, Huayuan Mansion was crowded with guests, both inside and outside. Some servants and guards were busy moving boxes of birthday gifts into the house.
At this time, Mrs. Hua was sitting in the hall with a spring breeze on her face, wearing a bright red robe, showing her luxury and wealth!
"Master Li wishes the old lady a prosperous month and a prosperous spring and autumn!"
"Prince Zhao wishes the old lady a prosperous month and a prosperous spring!"
"Xu Captou wishes the old lady good luck, good health and long life!"
"Master Zhang wishes the old lady eternal youth and good luck in all seasons!"
"Okay, okay, okay, thank you...thank you...thank you..."
I don't know how many times I said the word "thank you", but the words made Old Madam Hua's mouth crooked into a slit!
"Mobei Huaziqing gave the old lady a pair of jade unicorns, twelve pieces of jewelry, and twelve boxes of brocade silk..."
"Ziqing, is it you? You're here!" Old Mrs. Hua stood up in a hurry and looked around. Her eyes were particularly clear. She heard and read correctly. She saw a person walking majestically outside the hall. The person is none other than Hua Ziqing!
"How are you doing, Mother? Ziqing has sent her greetings and wishes Mother all the best and good luck!"
"Okay, okay, being able to see Ziqing is better than anything else. Come here and let mother take a good look at her." This old lady Hua was originally Hua Ziqing's adoptive mother, but Hua Ziqing treated her even more lovingly than her own mother!
"Yes!" Hua Ziqing stepped forward and offered her a cup of hot tea with both hands: "Mom, please use the tea!"
"Well, Ziqing is still filial and polite. Look, her appearance hasn't changed at all!" Mrs. Hua took the tea cup, opened the lid and gently stirred the tea leaves, then put it to her mouth and took a sip. , then continued: "Ziqing, you have suffered a lot these years running around for Huayuan Mansion. Now that the mansion is peaceful, you should have a good rest. Stop fighting and killing. It's good for my mother to live a peaceful life, do you remember?" These words were like a charcoal fire in the cold winter, which made people feel so warm, and Mrs. Hua was immersed in the beautiful longing.
However, after Hua Ziqing heard this, her face, which had been fine just now, immediately turned gloomy. Mrs. Hua was completely unaware of this subtle change!
"Ziqing, did you hear that?" Seeing that Hua Ziqing didn't answer for a long time, Mrs. Hua asked again as she moved the tea in her cup.
"What mother said is absolutely true, Ziqing... remember it."
"Okay, just remember that my mother is getting old. Even if there is this day every year and every year, she is afraid that her time will be short. I just want you to be by my side. Don't blame my mother for being nagging..."
Hua Ziqing's eyelids couldn't help but twitch a few times. He vaguely heard a burst of messy footsteps outside, and then a servant ran into the hall: "Report..." The man knelt down on the ground panting like an ox: "Report... report to the old man Madam, something serious has happened..."
"Why are you panicking? Can't you just talk about how big of a deal it is?" Mrs. Hua put down her cup and casually accused her.
"Yes, yes..." Before the servant could continue, three more guards with swords hurriedly ran into the hall. The three of them knelt down on one knee. One of them said: "Master Baohua, there is a man in black wearing a mask. The assassin broke into the house and killed many people!"
"What?" Mrs. Hua was shocked and her face turned pale. Hua Ziqing was also stunned: there would be an assassin in broad daylight. Besides, what day is it today? This person must have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!
Hua Ziqing's heart seemed to have ripples on the calm water. Although he was surprised, he did not lose his composure. He immediately said calmly: "Mom, don't be afraid. Wait until Ziqing goes out to find out what happened!"
Hua Ziqing held the hilt of the sword: "You three, follow me!" The gloomy words were calm, but made people tremble!
But in the courtyard outside the palace, screams and screams could be heard one after another, and corpses lay scattered on the ground. They were killed with swords and their throats were sealed with swords. This was definitely not something that ordinary assassins could do! who? Who would kill someone so painfully? Hua Ziqing's proud and leering eyes flickered from side to side, and her frosty white lips trembled violently: "Today is the birthday of my Hua family, and someone is killing me unexpectedly. I really don't take Hua Ziqing seriously!"
