Wang Yue Han

In order to make sure whether he was still dreaming, Liu Yiyun pinched his face fiercely with his own hands, and the pain suddenly hit his heart, and he realized that he was not dreaming: "This... Mr. Lu, why do you want to be here? Stay?"; "Because I'm happy." Lu Zhuofeng wiped his sweat lightly with his sleeve. As for why he decided to stay, he didn't know the reasons. He felt that he just wanted to be happy; He made up his mind on a sudden whim, for which he twisted Jiang Zihan to ask for a lot of house building and bamboo, and let Yan Ziyao stay with them, but was scolded by Yan Ziyao, in the end it was Jiang Zihan who spoke, and Yan Ziyao did it. I had to compromise and agreed to live here until midsummer, after Qixi Festival; "You are so happy to build a house on other people's land like this? This land belongs to the Wang family of Zhenxi, have you ever asked their family if they are willing?" "Residents of Tiancheng, each family has some fields passed down from their ancestors. Liu Yiyun's mu of land belongs to other people's family. Although it is barren, it can't be used casually; I went to the town and asked about it. Originally, I offered 1 taels of silver to buy the land from the Wang family. The Wang family was quite hesitant, but then I told them that I was here to help you take care of Muyun Academy, and then The Wang family not only refused to accept the banknotes, but also said they would help me find craftsmen, you see, they were all found by the sisters of the Wang family." Lu Zhuofeng waved his sleeves to dissipate the heat, he worked all morning, and even returned the water Never drank it before; "You don't think you really didn't give me money, did you?" Liu Yiyun roughly counted, there must be about twenty uncles and elder brothers here... cooperating with this person to "seize" things under their own banner? ;"How is it possible! Am I the kind of person who is greedy for cheap?" When his character was questioned, Lu Zhuofeng put his hands on his hips and argued: "Master Wang really didn't want to accept the money. Later, your adoptive father told me that his daughter , is the sister of the Wang family, and she will be married in a few days, so I took this silver as a wedding gift and gave it to the sister of the Wang family."; Really... Now that it is a foregone conclusion, it is useless to talk, Liu Yiyun asked again: " Since you decided to stay, why not just stay in my house, why waste manpower and financial resources?"; "Could it be that the talented Liu has forgotten that you need to take care of a new uncle in your family?" Lu Zhuofeng pointed to the distance , the white-haired old man was basking in the sun alone, looking at the patches of greenery on the hillside in the distance, it was the wheat planted by the farmer, and the ears were growing in late spring and early summer; the stream at the foot of the slope, The flowing water is gurgling all year round, connecting the river outside the town to the east. In the terraced rice fields beside the stream, many young farmers are helping their parents and relatives to plant rice in the fields. The rice seedlings are sparsely arranged and inserted neatly. In the muddy water, the white-haired old man was fascinated. It turns out that there are such differences in human customs and customs in the Central Plains and Beyond the Great Wall. Later, Lu Zhuofeng went to watch how the craftsmen built the building. Liu Yiyun looked at the time, and it was time to go back to buy vegetables and cook. There are more than 20 people from top to bottom, which is comparable to Muyun Academy. The old man has to be responsible for the meals of the students in the academy and cannot help him. Liu Yiyun finally walked on the road while calculating, while crying without tears. How many dishes do so many people have to cook? enough?Fortunately, there were two aunts behind him holding vegetables and blocking his way, saying that someone asked them to help with the cooking, which solved his urgent problem; but after two days, a three-shelf bamboo house was built on the ground, in this way It was erected in imitation of Jiang Zihan's house in Shu, from specifications to furnishings, everything was exactly the same. When Jiang Zihan asked why, Lu Zhuofeng said that he was afraid that he was homesick. Outside the bamboo fence, Lu Zhuofeng Zhuofeng also vacated an open space and transplanted some gentleman bamboos. He said with a smile: "I would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo." When the new house was completed, most of the residents in the town came to congratulate, and the sound of firecrackers Resounding in the fields and mountains, Lu Zhuofeng decided to name this residence Hanyue, and let Liu Yiyun name Mu Fengxuan on the front of his house. According to his words, it was interpreted as: In the cold moon and spring love, Mu Feng loves each other; from then on, Hanyue Ju and Mu Fengxuan lived next to each other, and as for the fireworks in March, Yiren was still in a drunken dream, life and death would not change; Yan Ziyao scolded him with a smile, stealing beams and swapping pillars to cheat people's money, which is not a gentleman's work, he also laughed and said nothing until the end Just imitating Liu Yiyun's tone of voice when he was teaching, he whispered back and teased: "It's really unfortunate for Taoists to go down the mountain to be with demons.".

It only takes a moment for the white horse to pass by, and the sea of ​​wheat on the hillside opposite Hanyueju has long grown from green to golden. When the wind blows, waves of waves are set off, like light waves on the seashore. After a few days, the farmers are busy. After a few days of harvesting the wheat and returning home, the soil was dug up again so that the corn could be planted again; day after day, watching the farmers busy, no one cared about the day and night, Liu Yiyun was still his teacher in the school, Lu Zhuo Feng had to go to the school every three days, he gradually learned to restrain himself, he listened carefully to Liu Yiyun's lectures every time, without ambiguity, sometimes he would pull out a few volumes of letters and sit in the yard to read them carefully; Jiang Zihan I was alone at home, stroking the strings, or practicing sword dancing, and sometimes Yan Ziyao would also discuss with him, if it was really boring, the two of them would go around, and when they met someone who needed help, they would go up to help.

In a blink of an eye, the chickens in Liu Yiyun's family grew up. The big red rooster clucked and crowed every morning, urging people to get up early. The hens laid eggs in their nests every day. The green cicadas on the branches were so hot that they squeaked, and everyone put on light gauze and thin shoes, because this is the season of midsummer; the white-haired old man is weak and thinner day by day, Yan Ziyao can only sigh every time he feels his pulse , all internal organs have decayed and aged, and the end is approaching. He didn't say it explicitly, but the old man knew that the young people were afraid that he would not be able to bear it. He always smiled kindly and said broadly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are just the cycle of heaven. When the time comes, it will go naturally. I have lived 18 more years in my life. I have done what I want to do. I have seen what I want to see again in these few months. I have lived enough It’s enough, it’s enough.”; the old man’s eyes were full of tears, and he still had one regret in his heart but he didn’t dare to say it, that is, he hadn’t seen Liu Yiyun marry a wife and have children, and he knew in his heart that this matter he was I can't see it anymore, because apart from a time limit, there is another person beside Liu Yiyun, that handsome young man named Lu Zhuofeng, who will be the love disaster of Liu Yiyun's life in this life; He didn't open his eyes, and it was a little difficult to even speak. He asked the old man to call the four of them to the bedside, and said kindly: "One's life is only a few decades. If you meet the right person, it is also a blessing to be able to stay together for the rest of your life. Love complex and love calamity, love calamity cannot be solved, and it is difficult to form a knot, and it is not hesitating to form a knot. You guys... must remember... Never lose your original intention..."; a sentence never lose your original intention, Mu Fenghanyue white silk clusters, loess A blow, to cover up the righteous people in this world, in front of the cold tombstone, light a cup of sake, a cup of joss sticks, Ming coins and paper money dance with the wind, Liu Yiyun kneels and worships three times, this life will be grateful, and the next life will be repaid...

The elder brother went away, the old man was seriously ill after being hit hard, his black hair gradually turned into snow, and he was getting old. These days, his only consolation was that Liu Yiyun had an old illness, and he no longer needed to rely on the medicine spring to relieve the pain All this is also thanks to Lu Zhuofeng, the young man who was punched by himself when he first met. Since Lu Zhuofeng knew where Liu Yiyun's injury came from, he asked Jiang Zihan to try to concoct a The medicine that can permanently cure the paralysis, Jiang Zihan failed alone, so he dragged Yan Ziyao into the water to study together. Huang Tian paid off, and finally let them succeed. effect; a few days after the old man recovered from his illness, it was the Qixi Festival. The Yuelao Temple in the town became a meeting place for gifted scholars and beauties. Red lanterns were hung in the streets and alleys. It's a huge crowd, but it's a pity that Liu Yiyun is in the time of filial piety, and he can't participate in the excitement this year; this Qixi Festival, the outside excitement can't make up for it, so Lu Zhuofeng stays in the Mufengxuan, watching Liu Yiyun write and write every step of the way. , the handwriting is still so chic, but a little more stable, and the writing is still Qianjiang Huaye's article, because he has already determined that his sins in this life are unforgivable, because he seems to be a little bit moved, and with a little bit, What shouldn't be...

"It is said that the Qixi Festival is a day when lovers look forward to getting married, but why is half of this bright moon missing?" Jiang Zihan didn't care to see who's house was noisy, so he drank ink at home and wrote down a picture, Xiaozhu Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high to reflect the loneliness in the heart, and the silhouette of the person hits obliquely on the desk, just covering half of the mountains and rivers in the painting; Yan Ziyao tastes Wuming in front of the window, the tea seems bitter but sweet, bright stars are shining in the night sky, and the birds are growing up. Flying in groups under the shadow of the moon, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are slowly approaching. They look forward to a year to get together briefly, and maybe they are forced to separate again before they have time to tell each other. Is it true that things are difficult to complete in ancient times?

The tea in the cup reflected the candle flames, Yan Ziyao made a plan, put down the tea cup and walked behind Jiang Zihan, took his hand, covered it with some ink, the mountains and rivers flowed down, and there were more green jade rivers, the riversides were full of green grass, and the river surface The water shimmers in the crescent moon, and after the success, he mentions the words again: the young man in Guanshan looks at the cold moon, with red makeup and sighs at the lack of it;

"The young Yiren is at the end of the world, the moon in the sky, and the shadows in the water are full and short, and they just piece together a lovesickness. Are you using the scene as a metaphor for love?"; Yi, knocking on the doors and windows of thousands of families, the slightest warmth blows away many unsatisfactory, more lovesick...