sleep on pillow

Just as he was walking by the Qingzhou River, he saw a golden-red carp jumping out of the water. He stopped, and saw that there seemed to be a letter stuck on the top of the carp's head. He reached out to take it, and the carp came again. Jumping out of the water, he waved his forelegs to him.

He dived into the bottom of the water and disappeared.

He looked amused, and opened the letter, only to see a few words written on it, the handwriting was delicate, it was: Waiting by the lakeside, see you there or be gone.

He was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself, he couldn't help but let out a loud roar, there was no one here, otherwise the news that Shen Jiaerlang became a lunatic would spread throughout Ganzhou City the next day.

He bent down and said, "Brother Donkey, Brother Donkey, I have to ask you to run faster today, and when the time comes, we will treat you to eat the best fodder."

But the donkey looked contemptuous, twisted its lips, kicked its legs twice, causing Shen Yue to stagger on the donkey's back.

He patted the donkey's head helplessly, and walked leisurely towards the bank of Dongting Lake.

He recalled the events in this city, but he had no regrets when he thought about it. He had traveled all over the city and met all kinds of people, whether those knights who came from south to north, or brokers traveling all over the place.

They were all in Daoxiang Building, and they all left their footprints on the street. What is left behind now, is the cult private school that was destroyed and shut down, or Li's house in a mess.

Thinking about it this way is not a good thing.

He just wants to practice Taoism well in the future. This mountain may be boring, and he has been gone for more than ten years in the blink of an eye. When he goes down the mountain again, I am afraid this world will be different from the past.

Looking at the embankment blown green by the spring breeze, Shen Yue couldn't help but slowly lay down on the donkey backwards.

A gust of wind made the green grass on both sides rustle, and the pink flowers that were born among the green leaves were carried by him and flew into the air.Dancing in the air.

Shen Yue let the petals fall all over his Taoist robe, and then slid down to the ground.

Chunhong Luosuwan,

Wu Yihua is full of clothes.

The long sword clanged, and the reflection of Ganzhou City became smaller and smaller in Shen Yue's eyes. He suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion. He always felt that he should have gotten rid of the shackles here, and he was always waiting for an opportunity.

In this world, he has nowhere to call his home, instead he takes pleasure in wandering, wandering around in the world.

He deserves a story, not a burnt-throat drunk.Speechless.

That's why he pursued Taoism in this way, not for other reasons, but to leave here early.Although he was selfish, he sat up, and the little donkey continued to move forward, but he didn't want to stop, and let Shen Yue make a lot of troubles on top.He was unmoved.

He heard the sound of water beside him, and saw the golden-red carp leading the school of fish jumping out of the water to accompany him.

He couldn't help asking: "Yu'er, are you also going to Dongting to return to your command? We are on this way, how about being a companion?" The fish sank to the bottom of the water half understanding.

Feeling bored, Shen Yue took out two volumes of manuscripts from his bosom. It was a piano book given to him by Father Helan. On behalf of the summary.

This Helan family is a famous violin maker, not only is the skill of playing the violin superb, but also the craft of making the violin is unique.It's just that the family fortune was in decline, and when it was passed on to He Lan's father, because of the continuous war, rituals collapsed and music was destroyed, this qin ritual also turned into a skill for making a living.

Although He Lan's father has a lot of sympathy, he can still live this life, not to mention his wife Mei Zicong, in this troubled world, it is not bad. When he was young, he would carry a piano to and from the bureaucratic and warlord's house.

As he got older, his son also practiced the piano well. It is not an exaggeration to say that the blue is better than the blue.So he took him in and out of rich places.

The days are getting better and better, so they bought a family property in Hanzhong.

He Lan's father is full of plans, as the days get richer, he can still set up a place to teach piano and music, and by then, he can also carry forward the piano skills of He Lan's lineage.

It's just that in the troubled times, there is no room for him to plan his life to his heart's content.

First, Fa's wife died of a serious illness. In this world, there is a shortage of doctors and medicines. Even if he searched for famous doctors all over the world, prayed to gods and worshiped Buddha, Fa's wife still couldn't get sick, and passed away within a year.

Then a warlord ushered in the small town he was in. This warlord was cruel and elegant, but this man was an illiterate rough man who knew nothing about Guqin and flute music.

He heard that there was a father and son in this city who were proficient in piano skills, so he sent officers and soldiers to recruit them, but that day the old man's son stopped the old man from leaving and left alone holding the piano.In the end, there was only bad news and a fragmented Qifengqin.

The long song is still young, and the heart of the piano is broken.

I saw a broken sword inserted into the piano, but the officers and soldiers who came here kept it secret and only returned it to the old man. The soldier was a good man and told the old man to leave quickly, otherwise he might be killed disaster.

He fled overnight, and when he was outside the city, he saw that his house was in flames, and the business he had been running for ten years was burned in that fire.

After that, he became a wandering luthier, occasionally selling some handmade musical instruments, and inquiring about the deeds of the warlord along the way.I only know that this person finally understood the current affairs, took refuge in the late emperor, and became a great official of the frontier.

Just because of his meritorious service in founding the country, although he is greedy for extravagance, there are still people who are at risk after all, so he is lenient to him, and he should turn a blind eye to him.Until the first emperor left, he was an extremely human minister.

However, he is naturally a smart person, and he never did anything to plot rebellion, and once this happened, he immediately raised the banner of protecting the emperor, so the new king also relied on him a lot.

But Helan's father is just a grassroots person, and he is still in danger. How can he be compared with such a powerful person, and how can he kill him to avenge his family.

Therefore, he had no choice but to live here, and wanted to end the rest of his life like this.

It just never occurred to him that a while ago he went to a large family in Zhuzhou City to give a performance, but happened to meet a servant of that family and said that the adult would soon enter Zhuzhou City to discuss some important matters with the people of Xiaoxiang Mansion.

He became interested, he took out the Jiaohuangqin, and put a dagger in it, just like the Qifengqin, with the sword gall in the piano case and the long rainbow piercing the sun.

He found an opportunity to sneak into the Xiaoxiang mansion, and took a solo seat, facing the guest seat.

On that day, he performed a song "The Rest of Guangling". He wore a long gown, took a Jiaohuang, and surrounded many Xiaoxiang guards, but he was not afraid.

I can only feel the music at the fingertips, impassioned and passionate, I can only hear the visitors mesmerized, even the head of the Xiaoxiang Palace Master can't help but praise it.

When the song was almost over, he quickly rushed towards the guest seat, took Jiaohuang in his hand, and was waiting for him to break the long sword and break the qin, only to hear the sound of fighting behind him.

Only then did he realize that he was still far away from the guest seat, and with his old body, he might have already spattered five steps with blood before he even walked in front of the giant man.

He had no choice but to hold Jiao Huang in his arms, knelt down on one knee, and offered the guqin.

He walked out of the Xiaoxiang Mansion Pavilion empty-handed, and couldn't help but shed tears.

There was also the sound of those people drinking wine, and from a distance, he could only see the guqin stained with wine and oil, and it seemed to be mourning.He had to leave quickly.

Shen Yue remembered that when He Lan's father said these words, his face was full of resentment and annoyance, but he couldn't dissuade him, he could only listen to him talk about the matter one by one.

People from the previous dynasty can still make a comeback, how can this craftsman who knows the piano like his life bear the hatred and grief in his heart.

When he took this piano book from the old man's hand, he said to the old man that if he lived to a great extent, he would disregard the worldly etiquette, and let such faint people know that there is a god in his head.

Thunder's ruling is not made by God alone.

The old man stopped breathing just now, and looked at the young man in surprise, only to see that the young man's eyes were bright, and his expression did not seem to be fake.

Shen Yue raised his head and looked towards the sky: "The way of heaven is clear, is the so-called righteous thing just wishful thinking on my part." He recalled a line in Taoism: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent."

This Tiandao is really a difficult master.Shen Yue shook his head, but as soon as he said this, he would naturally try his best to do it. He only hoped that this villain would live for a few more days, otherwise this strong man would be dead if he had achieved great success in Taoism.

This is a bit inappropriate, Shen Yue thought about it and laughed, stepped on the back of the donkey and stretched out his hand, picked an unknown wild fruit from the forest, wiped it with his hand, and bit it in his mouth a mouthful.

Before he could taste it carefully, his brows were already wrinkled, and he quickly spit out the pulp from his mouth, and threw the fruit in his hand into the nearby lake.

The little donkey under him couldn't help but snorted twice, and he looked extremely proud, as if he was laughing at the young man's impulsive recklessness.Shen Yue reached out and patted the donkey's head, but this little stubborn donkey breathed out two mouthfuls of hot air from its nostrils.

"You little bastard, I'm afraid I want to eat some donkey meat tonight and set it on fire!" The little donkey who said it was flustered, his limbs trembled, and he almost threw Shen Yue to the ground.

Shen Yue hurriedly held down the mad mount, but muttered in his mouth: "Here in the Dongting, there is nothing to eat, why not go to the forest to find some prey now, the rabbit after winter, although not very fat , but they are a bit chewy."

After finishing speaking, he turned over and got off his mount, led the little donkey aside, tied it in front of a tree, took up the sword by himself, and entered the forest.

Shen Yue has been to this land before, and has even seen a hunter's cabin, and knows that this place is also a hunting ground, but there are many small animals, not as complicated as the back mountain.