Liang Zhuzhi's Romance in the Wei and Jin Dynasties

"What are you doing here?" Liang Shanbo looked coldly at Wang Lantian, who was walking in dressed like a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse. He stretched out his hand and held a broom to block his way: "You are not very welcome here."

"Haha, you actually turned gray overnight?" Wang Lantian's eyes flashed an unbelievable look, and then he sneered, "You are an infatuated kind. I came here to see my former classmates and friends. Back then, the two of you You are so chic, but it's a pity that one of the two great talents died and the other was disabled. Now that I think about it, no wonder people say you two are a good match."

"Wang Lantian, you should be the one to be pitiful." Liang Shanbo looked at his mad look with pity: "Even if Yingtai is gone, she still has me in her heart, but what about you? It can only be ridiculous Guarding a tomb of clothes and crowns, to spend this life. Even if you have exhausted all the tricks? People who can’t come back still can’t come back.”

"Liang Shanbo, you should die!"

"What, did I hit your scar?" Liang Shanbo stuck to Wang Lantian without changing his face.

"Okay, you're ruthless! But now it's me who has become the master!" Wang Lantian turned around in embarrassment, trying his best to exit the stage as a winner.

"..."

"He's gone." Liang Shanbo looked at Wang Lantian's back as he staggered out with emotion in his heart: "You can come out now."

Then Liang Shanbo felt the hem of his clothes being pulled by a pair of small hands, he lowered his head, facing the big smiling face of a small dumpling.

It's no wonder that this devilish appearance, just like someone's hair, has attracted such rotten peach blossoms. Liang Shanbo rubbed Xiaotuanzi's little head: "It's been prepared a long time ago."

"Then you come with me." Xiaotuanzi strode his short legs, held Liang Shanbo's left middle finger, and led him inside like a little adult.

Since Zhu Yingtai did not really marry into Ma's family and become Ma's wife, she could not enter Ma's tomb after death, and she was out of Zhu's family and could not enter Zhu's grave.In desperation, the Zhu family spent a lot of money to re-enclose a cemetery for Zhu Yingtai, and then Liang Shanbo built a thatched hut in front of Zhu Yingtai's grave to guard his grave.

"Are you really ready?" Gong Yu, who was dressed as a magic stick, asked solemnly. Seeing that Liang Shanbo opened his lips, he interrupted what he was about to say: "I want to listen to the truth."

Liang Shanbo gave a wry smile and said seriously: "Of course what I said is true. My mother passed away, and now Sijiu Yinxin has a happy ending. I have no regrets about my relationship. Fame and fortune are not my own. The only thing I want is a prosperous and peaceful world. However, there are tigers and wolves in the north, and there are worries inside. Peace is an extravagant hope. This world will eventually fall into fire and water. More, less Liang Shanbo, there are Li Shanbo, Wang Shanbo, and there is only one Yingtai, Shanbo is sorry for Heshan in this life, and I hope to repay it on my behalf."

"I understand." Gong Yu patted Liang Shanbo on the shoulder: "My good brother, you are indeed the man my family Yingtai likes!"

The sky is blue and the sun is white, and the mountains and forests are completely silent.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Liang Shanbo only felt that Gong Yu, who was walking towards Zhu Yingtai's tomb step by step, had become otherworldly.

After Gong Yu sacrificed to the sky, he threw the paper money in his hand into the air

"Since the king died for you, who will live alone. When you are happy to see pity, the coffin will be opened for you..."

Liang Shanbo only felt that there was a sudden storm in front of him, and the flowers and trees in front of him turned into mountain spirits and ghosts, swaying in front of his eyes, and then the back of his neck hurt, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Wow, what are you doing with such a heavy hand? What if Shanbo is stunned by you." Zhu Yingtai's quick hands prevented Liang Shanbo from falling to the ground stiffly, and caught Liang Shanbo's body and glared at Gong Yu.

Gong Yu touched his nose guiltily, and muttered, "He wasn't very smart in the first place. He was kidnapped by Wang Lantian, and after running away for a long time, he was captured and beaten to death."

"Then you didn't save him at that time." Zhu Yingtai looked at Liang Shanbo's right leg which had trouble walking with distress.

"Didn't I rush over to save you, and luck and misfortune depend on each other. If he is not disabled, he will not be pushed down from his position by Wang Lantian. This will help me a lot, otherwise I would have a headache how to do this Well, how troublesome..." Gong Yu deeply felt the unreasonable ability of women in love.

"Forget it, for the sake of saving both of us, the fact that you have been cheating us for so many years with your disappearance is also canceled." Zhu Yingtai waved her heroic hand, and Gong Yu almost got into the drama and wanted to thank the master Long En up.

"I heard that after my death, Marvin went back to the battlefield on the pretext of being overly sad. Don't you have any intention of looking for him? Don't tell me what you have or not, Xiaotuanzi is his and your child Let's go," Zhu Yingtai asked abruptly as she worked with Gong Yu to transport Liang Shanbo to the ox cart that Gong Yu borrowed.

Gong Yu's hand trembled, almost throwing Liang Shanbo from mid-air. With a bitter face, he was frightened to death by the young lady's question. He stabilized his trembling hand, and then said calmly: "The rivers and lakes are far away, and we will meet again in the end."

"Just be happy." Zhu Yingtai put away the playful expression on her face, and clasped her fists in the bullock cart neatly: "It's been so many years, it's very likely that I disappeared in this life, but I still want to say goodbye."

"Goodbye!" my friend.

The next day, at the foot of the forest.

"Sijiu, your son is really on the top of the mountain, so you can coax me." Uncle Xun carefully supported Wang Lan beside him, and knocked Sijiu's head with the fan in his hand.

"Hey, just talk when you talk, why do you move your hands?" Yin Xin blocked Uncle Xun's fan very rudely.

"Oh!" Uncle Xun looked at Sijiu with a clear face: "You are also someone who is protecting you now, and you really can't move."

"Okay, don't be poor, you can't go away yet." Wang Lan gave Uncle Xun a look, and unconsciously stroked her slightly protruding belly with her right hand.

Immediately softening, Xun Jubo smiled and said: "Of course I have to go."

"Another ear rake..." Sijiu covered his mouth and laughed.

Yin Xin rolled her eyes four or nine times: "Again?"

"It's nothing, I didn't say anything." Sijiu hurriedly covered his mouth, he pointed to the lush forest nearby: "My son is accompanying Mr. Zhu in the depths of the forest, ah, it's time to call Miss Zhu now."

Uncle Xun and Wang Lan looked at each other, both seeing a hint of complexity in it.

"Sijiu, you can go up with Miss Lan and the others, and bring some dry food for your young master." Yin Xin's face suddenly turned pale, and Sijiu looked worriedly at the back of her walking into the house, but was stopped by Uncle Xun.

"Let her be quiet, let's go first." Uncle Xun looked at Wang Lan who was frowning slightly beside him: "Lan'er, do you want to take a rest?"

Wang Lan pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile: "No need, I also want to visit Yingtai. Xiaohui kept telling me about it before I went out."

A group of people walked in the quiet mountain forest, and slowly walked to the end of the path along the mountain path and the forest stream.

Wang Lan, who was still far away, smelled the fragrance of gardenia. Looking along the path, a huge gardenia tree appeared extremely tall at the end of the road.

"Huh?" Sijiu was surprised, what appeared in front of him was not the thatched cottages he was familiar with, and the courtyards that looked like people at the bottom of the mountain, but a large expanse of white flower forests.He remembered that his son had planted many flower trees in the courtyard, but it seemed that there were not such big ones.

Pushing open the bamboo door, what attracts everyone's attention is two large flower trees intertwined together, and the tombstone between the two flower trees.

"Shanbo?" Uncle Xun looked at his best friend who was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed on the tombstone, and called out in a low voice. This picture was so warm and beautiful that he didn't dare to disturb the scene with a loud voice.

And Sijiu didn't have the kind of sentiments of Uncle Xun and his wife, his son who was born in Huafa early... He walked forward quickly and gently shook his shoulder: "My son, let's go back to sleep in the house, we will catch a cold here of……"

"Ah!" Wang Lan covered her mouth and couldn't help crying out.

Sijiu also froze in place, the whole son of his family who was touched by him was shattered in front of his eyes, he rubbed his eyes desperately, but his son was really broken as he said.

Wang Lan would never forget the scene in front of her for the rest of her life. The young man she had been dreaming of, shattered into smoke in the rain of flowers, and entered the silent tombstone accompanied by an ethereal singing.

"When joy sees pity, the coffin is opened for you..."

"open……"

Yingtai's tomb was shattered, and Wang Lan suddenly saw two young men dressed as scholars walking out of the tomb hand in hand, and then turned into a pair of extremely gorgeous swallowtail butterflies fluttering in the wind with the petals.

"The luckiest thing in my life is to meet you."

……

In the last years of Emperor Yuan, Wang Dun, Wang Dao's younger brother, rebelled against the Jin Dynasty. He was resisted by his brother Wang Dao and his courtiers, but failed.In [-] A.D., Xie An, an important minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, died of illness. Emperor Xiaowu of the Jin Dynasty handed over the power to his younger brother Sima Daozi. Sima Daozi and his son Sima Yuanxian took control of the government. .In [-] A.D., the coalition forces of Wang Gong, Yin Zhongkan, and Yu Kai, led by Huanxuan, occupied the prefectures and counties west of Jiankang, limiting the rule of the imperial court to the eight counties in the east. The process of decay.

The third year of Andi Long'an (that is, 339 AD).Sun En, who believed in the Five Dou Rice Religion, took advantage of the turmoil among the people and set up an uprising in the East.They grew to tens of thousands of people in just a dozen days, and were defeated by Jin generals Xie Yan and Liu Jianzhi and fled to the island. They were not completely wiped out until 10 AD.This uprising greatly weakened the power of the Jin Dynasty. Huan Xuan took this opportunity to send troops to capture Jiankang, abolish Emperor Jin'an, and establish himself as emperor.At this time, the Xie, Wang, and Yu families of the four major families in the Jin Dynasty have declined one after another, and the only one who has the strength to fight against Huan Xuan is Liu Yu, a powerful figure who developed during the fight against Sun En's uprising.Therefore, Liu Yu led the crowd to defeat Huan Xuan, pushed Emperor Gong Sima Dewen to the throne, and restored the rule of the Jin Dynasty in name, but the real power was completely in Liu Yu's own hands.In [-] A.D., Liu Yu abolished Emperor Gong of Jin and established the State of Song, ending the rule of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Ma Wencai felt the familiar aura lingering around him, the familiar smell seemed to be the smell of gunpowder smoke carved into his bones, and in this aura, he retreated steadily and disappeared without a trace.If he had known that he would meet him when he died on the battlefield, maybe he would have lost his will to fight and wanted to die.

"When you wake up, open your eyes. Why are you pretending to be dead? You're not really dead." A wet towel was unceremoniously thrown on his face, although it was gently wiped at the beginning Every inch of his skin.

As a general, no one dared to treat him like this for many years, so Marvin coughed heart-piercingly, at least he opened his eyes, and the man in front of him looked at him with the most familiar arc on his mouth. he.

"You're back?" Ma Wencai looked at him, dumbfounded.

"Huh╭(╯^╰)╮." Gong Yu said arrogantly that he didn't want to talk to this fool anymore.

Time and space changed, Liang Shanbo woke up when Zhu Yingtai was driving an ox cart into someone's rice field and was about to overturn it.

He quickly took the rein into his hands, at least he stabilized the momentum and prevented the tragedy from happening.

Zhu Yingtai turned around in disgrace, Liang Shanbo froze.

"Could it be that you were really stunned by Gong Yu?" Zhu Yingtai stretched out her hand, shaking it in front of Liang Shanbo's eyes.

Liang Shanbo shuddered, his hands tightly grasped Zhu Yingtai's troublesome hand and did not move.

"Yingtai, I..."

The neglected bridle tells them what tragedy is and how it is made.

It wasn't until Liang Shanbo fell down in the paddy field and felt the pain that everything in front of him was not a dream. He was about to cry with joy: "You...really back?"

Zhu Yingtai looked at his appearance that seemed to be crying but not ugly, and made a small expression of disgust, but slightly raised the corners of her mouth to announce her good mood to the fool in front of her: "I'm back. "

The author has something to say:

As of today, this "Blessed Lovers: The Romance of the Wei and Jin Dynasties" is finally finished, so spend it! !The original inspiration came from my dislike of the characters in the TV series The Butterfly Lovers, and my desire to start writing came from the investigation of the prototype of the Butterfly Lovers story. After all, there is still a big difference between the story and the reality.

The inviolability of fate and the irreversibility of history are the foothold of this article? (Maybe ==) In terms of heaven and man, since ancient times, Easterners have believed that man will conquer heaven, such as the story of Cowherd and Weaver Girl, but I prefer the power of heaven, precisely because people's resistance seems to be like a fly shaking a tree, knowing that it can't be done. Only then can it appear that people are great, rather than just saying that man can conquer the sky.If the consciousness is really so strong, what should be realistically worked hard.A typical comparison is the TV series "Pairing of Immortals" and "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", which shows their age. "Pairing of Immortals" can only be reflected in TV dramas as a traditional folktale, while "Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky" is a classic in my opinion, although the subjective addition of being Hu Dada's fan does not rule out.So this YY work was born from it.

Although this kind of author's self-interpretation of his own novels may seem unnecessary to many people, or they may not be able to see it at all. This is due to the essential reason of my lack of knowledge, and there is a light on the existence of literature itself. The meaning of Bojun is to smile and think so much about what to do.Maybe it’s because I’ve read a lot of Danmei, and I always want to be like them, giving my novels a unique vitality, but it seems that I’m still a newcomer, hahaha.

Having said so much, let's say less.I will continue to write articles. Although I am in the late stage of procrastination, I still insist on treatment (my roommate testified). Thank you for being with me all the time. The world is far away, and I will see you in the next book.Hmm... The next book may have to be postponed until the summer vacation, because there is a lot of homework at the end of the term, and the exam is approaching, so let me cry for a while.