How much do you know about the flowers in the dreams of Water Margin fans?

Time such as water, always silent.

I don't know when, last night the westerly wind withered the green trees, and in the middle of winter, heavy snow fell.The remnant stars in the sky are on and off, the night is over, and the sky is not yet clear.

Mengyan slept very comfortably on the warm bed, but she heard a noise outside.Reluctantly opening his eyes, he found that the pillow was empty, and Hua Rong was sitting on a chair by the window, warming himself by the fire.The thick cotton robe with dark blue borders is slightly darkened with a jade belt around the waist. The collar, cuffs and hem are decorated with half-finger long silver and white fox fur, which is elegant and elegant.The dark red silk with high strands of blue silk, the light white red cape and the blue cotton robe complement each other, beautiful and elegant, picturesque and poetic.

"Hua Zhizhai, there are guests outside the door asking to see you." A little girl on the corner door reported to the outside.Huarong came back to his senses, and asked: "May I ask who it is?" Mengyun just finished her morning makeup, got up and said, "It's so early in the morning, I must have something important to come, you go and have a look." Huarong had no choice but to go out Front.When Meng Yun was about to go out, Yue Li brought Qin Lan in, and said with a smile, "Sister, Li'er is so hungry, have you had breakfast yet? Let's go together." Meng Yun asked Qian Mo to pass on the meal, smiling Looking at Yue Li: "Girl who doesn't understand the rules! You don't have to worry about people not getting up when you come to my place so early! If you get married tomorrow, how can you be careless like this?"

Yue Li blushed, her autumn-like eyes rippling lightly: "Sister Mengyun! Why are you laughing at me for no reason! It's really..." Before Mengyun could speak, Zi Lan hurriedly came in and said, "Madam, miss, Don't chat anymore. There are guests in Huazhi Village, I want you to go there." Mengyun wondered: "Who is it? You want us to meet?" Zilan lowered her head and took the cloaks of the two of them: "I don't know. " Mengyun had no choice but to go forward.

When I went to the main hall to watch, Hua Rong was sitting on the couch with a man, chatting and laughing.The man looked about 34, his face was slightly dark, his eyebrows were long, and there was a gentle and compassionate smile in his black eyes. Although he was not very handsome, he had the power to calm the world in the vicissitudes of life, and there was a kindness in the softness. A power to calm the world, with an irresistible majesty in the softness.However domineering and restrained, kindness is exposed.Before Meng Yun could ask, Yue Li had already bowed down in a hurry, and all of them shouted in surprise: "Brother Song!" The man smiled modestly, gentle and amiable: "Li'er, don't be too polite. I haven't seen you for a few years, long time It's so big."

Brother Song?Mengyun was a little confused.Huarong got down from the seat, took her hand, and said upwards: "Brother, this is my wife, Cui, named Mengyun. Yun'er, this is Huarong's elder brother, Song Gongming of Song Jiang Song in Shandong Timely Rain." Meng Yun was dizzy and wanted to see the ceremony, Song Jiang had already come down to support him, and said, "When did Brother Huarong become happy, Song Jiang didn't even know." Hua Rong lowered his head and smiled, his beautiful phoenix eyes were as gentle as jade: "It's the end of spring this year. I'm confused, I forgot to worship my elder brother, sorry for my impoliteness."

It was only then that Mengyun realized that this person was the future master of Liang Shanbo, the star master Song Gongming.Du Qi's characters are friendly and wise, with a great air of calming the world. They are not as sinister as in the novel, but rather like Zhang Hanyu's version of Song Jiang.Song Jiang returned to his seat with the others, looked at Meng Yun for a while, and said with a smile: "The wind returns to the snow, and the moon is covered by light clouds." Meng Yun blushed: "Brother Miao praises you." Song Jiang waved his hand and said, "It's not true. When it was just me and Brother Huaxian, I once said that there is no other woman who can match Huarong, right?" Huarong was a little bit disappointed, and smiled slightly: "Yes." Song Jiang Hehe smiled: "But when I saw my younger brother and sister today, Song Jiang was going to break his promise. Mengyun has an extraordinary bearing, really like a beautiful flower shining in the water, a weak willow supporting the wind, but he is a unparalleled person. My virtuous brother will be subdued." Mengyun this time Really embarrassed: "Brother is making fun of me again, how can Meng Yun..." Yue Li pursed her lips: "Brother Song! Look at you, just like your brother, you loved Li'er the most, but when you saw your sister, I don’t care about me, I’m so biased!” Song Jiang glanced at Hua Rong: “Oh? Is there such a thing?” Hua Rong’s eyes were full of smiles: “Where is it, brother believes her nonsense.”

The corners of the brows and eyes are sincere and affectionate, as close as brothers and sisters.

Meng Yun felt relieved.Since ancient times, anything can deceive people, except the eyes.Their eyes on each other were frank and open, they loved and cherished each other, there was no politeness between the host and the guest, and they walked casually. It is well said in "New Water Margin", brotherhood is colorless wine, dry and refreshing without modification, but also mellow and long, and the righteousness is as heavy as a mountain.

It turns out that there really is such a kind of friendship that can be so magnanimous and generous.

After a short exchange of pleasantries, Song Jiang sighed: "My virtuous brother must have heard about what happened to Song Jiang in Yuncheng." Hua Rong nodded, and her Ying eyes were slightly worried: "I heard it earlier, and Fang wrote a letter to ask Brother, come. Brother Cai just wanted to ask, brother has always been peaceful, how could it be..." Song Jiang forced a smile: "Speaking of it, it shouldn't be like this. It's strange that Song Jiang can't be bothered, he allowed her, and then ignored her. She found that That's all for Xiao Zhangsan, but who knows that he got the letter from Liang Shanbo and me again, threatening me. I don't know what I was thinking at that time, why..." Hua Rong frowned, and said: "Brother is also a little reckless. Forget it, a girl like that won't bother my brother. Now that I've arrived here, I'll stay here for a few years, so I don't care about it."

If you think about it again, do you think about it? Song Jiang took a sip of tea, and murmured like he was talking to himself: "After all, it's unfaithful and unfilial." Hua Rong didn't know what to say to comfort him. After thinking for a while, he sighed.Seeing that he was sad, Meng Yun couldn't help but said: "Brother Song, Meng Yun doesn't think so. Loyalty must be obedience? If a heroic soldier is loyal to a foolish ruler and helps the foolish ruler to harm the country and the people, isn't that also loyal? Righteousness is justice. , is the belief in everyone's heart, and a person who even gives up his own belief is considered loyal. Although Mengyun is only a woman, she understands that righteousness is as important as a mountain, and that being loyal to oneself and the country is loyalty."

Woohoo, talking so much in one breath, she was exhausted... She had been holding back these words since she was watching Water Margin. Many people said they were traitors and bandits, and she couldn't get angry.Brother Huarong and the others just want to find a clean place to live, and they don't want to go with the world.To protect loyalty as a belief, are they wrong? If they hypocritically help the tyrant like that, are they considered "loyal ministers"?

They are just a bunch of hypocrites who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, how can they be as real as Liangshan.

Hua Rong never said a word, her pair of extremely deep eyes probed silently with silent insight, that beautiful dark black was aggressive and captivating, as if trying to suck away people's souls.He wanted to know how many things he didn't understand about her, what made him subdue and cherish him, how many amazing thoughts were hidden by this woman who made him reluctant to let go?

Song Jiang pondered for a while before he was about to speak, when Qin Lan came in and saluted, and said, "Zhizhai, Liu Zhizhai wants you to go there immediately." Hua Rong frowned, slightly annoyed: "Sooner or later What's the matter with him!" Seeing this, Song Jiang hurriedly said: "Since there is something in the government, my brother, let's go." Hua Rong reluctantly pleaded guilty and got up, where Mengyun and Li'er arranged for Song Jiang to take a bath, change clothes, clean residence.

Last year Zimo Qingmen, this year Yupo Yunhun.It only takes a few evenings to ruin a lifetime of haggard?

You are the story of my life, and I'm just a chapter of your life related to cherry blossoms.The ancient heavy cherry blossoms rain down all over the sky, the wind blows the petals like broken fleeting years, and your swaying smile has become the most beautiful embellishment in my life.Look at the sky, the snow, and the deep shadows of the seasons.

In the days when the black wind blows, in the days when you see the snowbirds screaming through the sky, in the days when the red lotus blooms and the cherry blossoms are sad, in the smiles you look up and down, in the cracks and crevices of thousands of years of time I always think of you endlessly.Is this the cruelest and gentlest captivity?

I turned my whole world upside down for you and you never knew it.

The night falls and the snow falls.

A white shadow rides across the deserted rice fields, snowflakes flutter like butterflies looking for dreams, and the sound of horseshoes crushing is like a torn soul.Immediately, the boy's white cloak flew up, and his sword-like eyebrows, which were as firm as a blade, were stained with frost.Those obsidian-like black pupils reflected the flying snow, even at night they were still radiant and unfathomable.It’s just that for some reason, there is uncontrollable anger and unwillingness hidden in the blackness that has silenced the country, and the white snow shadow shatters in it, choking the vitality of the world with a seemingly speechless joy, and it is fragmented.

Prosperous things disperse the fragrance and dust, and the flowing water is ruthless and the grass springs from spring.The man's bitter and mean face was lingering in front of his eyes, what right did he have to shout at him?Let the people donate the lantern festival fee, thanks to him who can figure it out!It's not enough for him to deceive Hua Rong, but also to deceive the people of Qingfengzhai?

The young man let out a harsh "duh", his eyes full of unwillingness.After all, he is also from a famous family, he can easily kill those corrupt officials as long as he thinks about it.Not to mention this Qingfeng Village, how many people in this world are his opponents?It's just that he can't. If he ruins this place so selfishly, what will the world say about him?What about father?Also, what should she do?

Qingqing Zijin, caress my heart, but for the sake of the king, I have pondered it so far.She is the only scenery in his life, and he wants to accompany her to watch the mist in Yangzhou, the moonlight in Qinhuai, and watch the time go by and the stars change.He doesn't want to hurt her.

A tear falls from the eye socket into the dust, which time is longer when you hold someone's hand and then let go?Which is more difficult, whether you can't forget it at a glance, or you think you can't forget it but you can't remember it anymore?

I just want to accompany you until you get old, when you are too old to walk or move, just lean on each other's shoulders, watch the sun crawl over the tent, and watch the birds sweep away the setting sun.It's just that I'm really sorry that I can't grow old with you.

The moonlight in Luzhou, the cherry blossoms and the rain are cool, and I sighed that it was only normal at that time.

Zhizhai Mansion.

Meng Yan sat leaning against the warm lapel, feeling inexplicably restless.It was snowing so heavily outside that it was still clearly visible in the night. Why hasn't he come back at this hour?

"Madam!" Qianmo turned in from the door, her usual calm tone became hurried: "Madam, hurry up, go and see Zhizhai, it's snowing so heavily, and he's in the martial field..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Yun had already rushed out.It's windy and snowy outside, but she doesn't feel cold, she's just afraid that something will happen to him.Bai Xue fell in her hair one after another, the moment she saw him, she stopped suddenly.

The white snow is boundless, and the plain clothes are flying on the white snow.

He was only wearing a thin white shirt, and a few strands of loose hair were stained with snow, making him look miserable.A bright silver gun in his hand seemed to be endowed with life. It was like a swimming dragon, turning like a dance. The silver-white light was lingering in the snow, beautiful and dazzling, as quiet and peaceful as flowers blooming and falling. But it also intimidates the world.Where the white light passed, the force was tense, wooden stakes as thick as bowls were chopped off in the middle, and the cracking sound was like gold and stone.It was snowing outside the sky, He Jie in plain clothes, that elegant and dusty figure danced in the snow with aloofness and determination, as if he had the fierceness and boldness of a hussar who would rule the world in the future.She couldn't understand his marksmanship, but she could understand his eyes.There was no youthful look in the black pupils reflecting the pure white snow, and she was upright and resolute, and the unwillingness suppressed in the thick darkness stung her instantly.He is only 17 years old, how can he be so sad, how much responsibility has he shouldered?

What year and month did it start, and it was so decisive to end up in this body.

Meng Yun took his silver sable fur and walked forward silently, ignoring the coldness of the iron, grabbed the gun and looked into his eyes: "It's too snowy, go back." Angry, but he refused to hold her, and slowly let go of her hand.Meng Yun tied the cloak for him, and Fang carefully asked: "What's the matter?" Hua Rong's brows curled up, a little tired: "It's not Liu Gao, he actually..."

He paused for a while, raised his lips reluctantly, and smiled: "Forget it, Yun'er, let's go back." Meng Yun held his hand distressedly, he didn't want to say it, she didn't force it, but he always bears it alone like this , How long can you bear it?Hua Rong hugged her waist, and there was no emotion in his eyes: "Yu'er, if one day we are no longer like this, will you hate me?"

hate him?Mengyun smiled helplessly: "I really want to. Unfortunately, I can't do it." Huarong smiled in relief, and gently pressed a kiss on her forehead.

The heaven and the earth are clear, so joyful.What is covered, there is so much brocade hidden.What my heart desires, I beg you to pity me.If I agree with my heart, I am willing to be a king and a minister... Willing to pick flowers for you, Willing to coil your hair for you, Willing to be your... Dedicated to the world.

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