Wang Yue Han

Lu Zhuofeng's feet hurt, and he bared his teeth after only two steps. He had never suffered any pain before, but he never felt that he was a pain-resistant master. He felt so wronged that he wanted to cry; the tall horse couldn't enter the yard, so Liu Yiyun asked Lu Zhuofeng to let go of the rein, and he led the horse to the temporary stable next to the house to tie it up. Seeing that Lu Zhuofeng was struggling to move, he hurried forward to help him, and slowly went to the house to sit down. He wanted to check Lu Zhuofeng's foot injury, but he was afraid that he would be abrupt, so he said softly: "Just sit down for a while. I don't have any wound medicine here. After eating, I'll go to the street to buy some for you. If your foot is injured, don't worry about it, I'm afraid it will fall to the root of the disease."; "Master Liu, you don't need to bother. My friends will heal me after they catch up." As soon as Lu Zhuofeng sat down, he immediately took off his shoes and socks and rolled up his trousers. It was worn out in several places, and the wound was still bleeding faintly. He complained in his heart that the shoes must be too bad. When he goes back, he must ask the old lady to return all the other shoes in the house and order new ones; "That's fine. The visitor is a guest, so you don't need to be polite to me. You don't need to learn from the villagers to call me Mr. Liu. You can call me Yiyun or Mutian." Liu Yiyun handed me a pot of hot tea, and he was the one who cooked the meal. It was freshly brewed just before; the tea is clear and has a strong fragrance, smelling it makes people stand in the misty clouds: "The clouds and mists in the West Mountain are really good tea." Lu Zhuofeng wanted to praise a few more words, and the tea fragrance A few wisps of peculiar smell were mixed in, like the smell of objects after being burned by the fire: "What smell?"; , Liu Yiyun forgot to light the fire on the stove for a while, and the fish was frying in the pan, and the smell just now, could it be that the fish in the pan was overheated and mushy...

Even though Liu Yiyun ran like a rabbit, he still regretted not being able to rescue the braised fish. The fish was so mushy that it was not even burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. Adding a meal by himself, it's all over now, he lamented and sighed: "If I get it, I'm lucky, if I lose it, my life, it doesn't matter, but the green vegetables and tofu can also satisfy the appetite of the appetite.".

Yan Ziyao and Jiang Zihan followed Lu Zhuofeng's way to find the way, even though they saw the farmhouse was wide open, they didn't dare to enter without authorization, they stood outside with their horses, and politely asked loudly inside: "Is anyone at home? "; Liu Yiyun was still messing with the fish paste in frustration, when someone came outside, he threw the fish into the swish bucket, rolled up his sleeves and went out to greet the visitor. Just now the guest said that there are friends behind, I'm afraid it's just them Yes, Liu Yiyun cupped his hands and said: "My servant, Liu Yiyun, the small character Mutian, just now a young master has come to the humble house and is resting inside, you two want to look for him?"

Jiang Zihan returned the gift and said politely: "That's right, my friend has a weird temper, I hope I didn't cause any trouble to my master." Let’s talk about other things, there is a stable next to it, so let’s put the horses there and tie them up first, let’s go in and sit down.” The visitor didn’t look like a villain, Liu Yiyun was friendly to others, so it was inevitable that he would encounter some unhappiness when he went out, so he borrowed a tile to cover him. There is no loss in the convenience of the first move, at most it is a few pairs of chopsticks for three meals a day; "Thank you, Master Liu." Yan Ziyao thanked him, took Jiang Zihan's horse into his hand, and took him to the stable Liu Yiyun led the way, and Jiang Zihan followed silently. When he arrived at the house, Lu Zhuofeng sat at the table with bare feet, with exquisite tea sets and high-quality tea in his hand. He was very leisurely. Hearing Jiang Zihan's questioning outside, it's not that he didn't want to go out to greet him, but he had already taken off his shoes and socks, so he didn't bother to put them on again; Jiang Zihan saw that he was too casual, so he reprimanded sharply: "You don't restrain yourself under the fence. Are your feet plausible?"; "So what, Mr. Liu is not a woman, and neither am I. Besides, my feet are about to hurt to death, and you are still attacking me!" Lu Zhuofeng has already After resting for a while, the soles of his feet eased up a lot. Who would have thought Jiang Zihan's scolding made him feel grievances again, thinking that he was born noble, and wherever he went, he used magic to meet him. , You have to be rescued by a nobleman, but you can still travel long distances sincerely if you want your nobleman, what is this?

His dark eyes were filled with water for a moment. If there was more, the dams of the Yellow River might not be able to stop the flood. Liu Yiyun quickly helped to comfort him: "What this young master said is very true. Or, if the wound is covered for a long time to prevent some wind, it will definitely be infected and further expand the damage."; The guest does whatever he wants, Jiang Zihan didn't say anything, and after Yan Ziyao tied the horse and came in, Liu Yiyun asked: "I don't know. Have the three of you eaten lunch yet?"; "Not yet." Yan Ziyao arrived truthfully, although the three of them may or may not eat, but let's just follow the common customs here "That's just right, and I will also return If you haven't eaten, if you don't mind the poor cooking skills, how about having a meal together?" On weekdays, Liu Yiyun would definitely eat at noon, because the sages taught him not to eat after noon, but today is the third day of March, with some exceptions Muyun Academy released the list of admitted students, and he was delayed for some time. He didn't return from the West Market Market with fresh vegetables until noon. The fishmonger killed and cleaned the mushy fish for him. It's hard for a scholar to bring up a butcher's knife, because killing a pig is in vain; the three of them were no longer polite, and nodded in agreement, Liu Yiyun turned around and went out to wash two small dishes, and then fried them on fire; "Didn't you say that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen? This How can Master Yiyun cook by himself?" When Lu Zhuofeng asked this, he ignored his side, and there is a real gentleman who knows how to cook, although he has never tasted it; "It's not Every statement can make everyone believe and stick to it. Instead of caring about others, it is better to take care of your feet." Jiang Zihan was angry and helpless, squatting down and pulling Lu Zhuofeng's feet to see, it was really hurt. Light, I got the ointment I gave him earlier from Yan Ziyao, hooked it up a little, carefully spread it on the soles of Lu Zhuofeng's feet, and rubbed the acupoints on the soles of his feet to help his blood flow; the stagnant blood vessels in the soles of the feet flowed smoothly, which made Lu Zhuofeng produce some When he was tired, Jiang Zihan was still rubbing his head, and he had already dozed off on the table. Yan Ziyao stood aside, not in the mood to watch, went out of the room and walked around the yard. The cold face almost didn't scare away those chickens raised by Liu Yiyun; the little chickens ran away when they saw strangers, and after a commotion, Yan Ziyao couldn't go back, turned around and walked to the other side, where the corner of the wall was covered with There are green morning glory vines, and the open space under the wall has just been taken care of. I don’t know what is planted in it?After staring at the litter of unknown things, Liu Yiyun finally cooked the last dish. The room was not big, so Liu Yiyun decided to eat in the courtyard. Anyway, there was a ready-made table, and the food was served on the table. Only then did Jiang Zihan wake Lu Zhuofeng up, help the person outside to do the job, and then he asked the host for a source of water, and he dared to serve the table after fetching water to wash his hands; when all the guests arrived, Liu Yiyun smiled shyly: "It's all These home-cooked dishes are no match for outside chefs, and you three should not dislike them." When the host talked about the blandness, Yan Ziyao said: "Although they are home-cooked, they are far better than those delicacies from mountains and seas. Those who eat them can do whatever they want. If they have the heart, they can eat them. Luckily for you, if you don't have the heart, the whole feast of the Han Dynasty will be like dung, making it hard to swallow." "Ha, that's true." After Yan Ziyao explained it, Liu Yiyun was a little surprised, because in Liu Yiyun's heart, there are some rich people. There is no meat for three meals, and they regard vegetarian food as poisonous. These three people are all superb in terms of appearance and temperament, but the fact is unexpected, the guests are not ordinary people.

The four of them finished their meals freely, Liu Yiyun packed up the dishes and went to wash them. Originally, Yan Ziyao was going to help, but he politely refused to go; after Liu Yiyun finished cleaning up, the sun had deviated from the center and slanted. Sprinkle on the earth, under the warmth of Xu, brew a pot of good tea, and chat with others about the heights of the sky and the vastness of the sea. Behind the teapot, there is an ancient Heart Sutra hidden. The wind blows the most, and occasionally when passing by, he still shows his mischievous nature, flipping the pages of the book; when the spring breeze blows, the end of Yan Ziyao's line of sight happens to be where the Heart Sutra is placed. Seeing the pages of the Heart Sutra being turned upside down one by one, he can't help but Exclaimed: "Qingfeng is illiterate, why did you flip through the book randomly..."; "This statement is wrong." Liu Yiyun gently picked up the rubbings of the Heart Sutra and carefully guarded it. In the yellowed bookmark, there is a record of the story: "Who says Qingfeng is illiterate, every page is an old friend."; but it has traveled thousands of rivers and mountains, but it can't get what it wants, so it still floats in the world, spring is gentle, summer solstice is hot, autumn equinox is bleak , winter frost, just like a failed relationship, meeting is as beautiful as spring, love is passionate and hot summer, sadness is countercurrent to late autumn, parting is heartbreaking winter...

"Read thousands of volumes, but there is no pleasure to meet each other. Do you think this breeze is also too persistent?" Liu Yiyun opened a page of the Heart Sutra, and there are words of pure heart on it, so that readers can look away and worry, why not be happy!

"Of course it's an attachment, but some things are worth being attached to." Jiang Zihan interrupted this time, and everyone said that everything is just a matter of putting it down, but there are some things that you can afford...not put down, He believes that this is the case for mortals, and he is the same, unless you don't let yourself indulge in it at the beginning, so that you can come and go like the wind; Liu Yiyun wrote down what the page of the Heart Sutra said, and said with a smile: "Your words are also true. In this world, people will always experience something unforgettable, but it's best not to be too persistent, otherwise hurting others will not be worth the loss, and won't you be wronged by then?".

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I just returned to my hometown for the new year. I have to clean up the room, and the network is not good, so if the update is not updated at [-]:[-], it will be updated before [-]:[-], sorry~(≧▽≦)/~