Peach Blossom Dream

Peach Blossom Dream

Author: Self-portrait with a lantern

Introduction:

??Emotional fool meets cowardly chatterbox

◎Label: Enmity and Resentment in Jianghu

◎Protagonists: Shu Jifeng, Zuo Qingyue

◎Supporting roles: Yayu, Shen Ziyi, Cen Lan

◎Style: drama Angle of view: main subject

◎ Favorites: 2 Comments: 0

◎Concept: All are bubbles

The coquettish and cowardly Gong VS Shou without those worldly desires

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Zuo Qingyue's previous life was a waste of time, and she loved her uncle for many years, but in the end she didn't even say a word to him.However, you really can't blame Uncle Jifeng for this matter, why do you have to hide your secret love so deeply?

This time it's alright, I talked a lot, but Shu Jifeng didn't get the point at all.Thanks to that face, I was able to... um, fell asleep.

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Content tags: Jianghu grievances, special liking, rebirth

Search keywords: Protagonist: Shu Jifeng, Zuo Qingyue┃Supporting roles: Yayu, Shen Ziyi, Cen Lan┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: Emotional fools meet cowardly chatterboxes

Conception: It's all bubbles

Jinjiang 2021-04-06 End

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1. Barren Mountains and Wild Ridges Meet Beauty

It was the dusk of March, the river passed through the rocky mountains, the sky was full of sunshine on the clear river, and the evening wind carried the fragrance of flowers through the entire mountain forest, everything was comfortable and warm.

After several days of getting along with each other, the boater and the boater have begun to get acquainted.

Uncle Jifeng took a plain fan and stood alone in the breeze and mist, sighing: "Actually, I prefer to watch the sunset than the sunrise."

Sister Lu, who was rowing ahead, couldn't read, so she humbly asked for advice when she heard such profound words, "Why is that, Boss Uncle?"

Looking at the setting sun, Uncle let out a long sigh, and after a long time, he replied slowly and solemnly: "The main reason is that I can't get up in the morning."

"······" Sister Lu couldn't refute this reason, she nodded in agreement repeatedly, "It makes sense! But I have lived for decades and haven't seen many elder sisters who love to sleep like Uncle Boss. What disease? Shall we go ashore to see a doctor?"

Uncle Jifeng said: "Poor disease. My master has prescribed a prescription for me, 'Spend less money and sleep more'."

"It turns out that this is indeed a serious illness." Sister Lu suddenly realized, "To tell you the truth, Boss Uncle, I also have this illness. Once I get sick, I will be ill for most of my life, and even a doctor can't cure it."

"Oh, we are also poor people in the world!" Uncle Jifeng took out the purse at his waist and felt its pulse, "It's not long to live."

Hearing these sad words, Sister Lu glanced at her broken and small boat, and sighed too: "There is no cure!"

The heavy sighs of the two poor men slowed down the speed of the small broken boat, and finally turned a big bend and came to the spacious part of the river.Sister Lu put down her oars and was about to take a rest, when she suddenly regained her spirits, pointed to the front right with her chin and said mysteriously: "Uncle Boss, Uncle Boss..."

Shu Jifeng followed the direction of her double chin and saw another boat docked on the shore.

Compared with the small dilapidated boat I rented, that boat was very grand, with smoke curling up from the stern, and against the background of the barren mountains and wild mountains, it had a special aura of wealth.

"Sister Lu, why do you think the owner of this boat doesn't suffer from poverty?" Shu Jifeng showed yearning eyes.

But Sister Lu has no time to talk about illnesses at the moment, so she pouted and winked.

Puzzled, Uncle followed Sister Lu's eyes and looked the whole boat up, down, left, and right, only to find that there was a beautiful woman sitting in front of the window:

The clothes are white and the hair is soft, and the eyebrows and eyes are stretched;

His eyes reflected water, and his lips were smiling.

This kind of person can tell at a glance that he is a son of an aristocratic family watered with poems, books and money. He grew up in the beauty since he was a child, and his eyes seem to have never stayed in the darkness of the world, like the April flower who has never seen frost and snow.

Uncle Ji Feng clicked his tongue in amazement: It's interesting, there are beauties out of poor mountains and rivers.

Sister Lu patted her chest with pride on her face: "How is it? Doesn't it look good? I caught it at a glance! Look at the nose, the face, the eyebrows and the eyes, even the hair is so beautiful! Ah, I It's been a long time since I saw such a handsome young man!"

Haven't seen a good-looking boy for a long time?Sister Lu, does this mean that she doesn't look good?When Shu Jifeng thought about it, he ruthlessly pierced the reality: "It looks good, but it's a pity - I have children."

No, a milk doll carved in pink and jade is arching in the arms of a beautiful young man.

Sister Lu pretended she hadn't seen it, and put on the appearance of a well-informed beauty appraiser: "I'm not bragging, according to my many years of experience in traveling the world, this young man is at least ranked among the people I've met... Top three."

Shu Jifeng didn't object: "You really look good, but you have a wife and son."

"It's a pity, why did you... get married at such a young age... Alas! What a good-looking young master..." Sister Lu sighed sadly and resigned to her fate.

Uncle Fengyou thought it was not enough, and added: "Well, there is still money."

Sister Lu sighed unwillingly.

The rich and beautiful young man in front of the window didn't know that he was being judged by the person opposite, so he sat there quietly, occasionally patting the doll in his arms, looking like he had been in peace for a long time.

Suddenly the beauty covered his heart with one hand, frowned slightly and coughed.

Sister Lu was taken aback, as if the pain was on her body: "Oh, hey, it looks so good when you cough...Why is the cough so violent? Could it be some kind of illness?"

"Could it be that...wealth is also a disease?" Uncle paused, "Or maybe it's a confidante who is unlucky?"

Sister Lu bravely cast a sideways glance at her employer.

The beautiful boy covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed for a long time, becoming more and more fierce, until after a quarter of an hour, he gradually calmed down and returned to the peaceful scene just now.

Sister Lu here also let out a long sigh of relief, and patted her heart.

The quiet beauty lowered his eyes and leaned against the window frame, blending with the sky and the earth in the breeze and sunset, as quiet as a landscape painting that could sell for a high price.

Little did he know that in this barren mountain, someone was staring at his face, and someone was staring at his head.

Shu Jifeng discovered the existence of the underwater dead man almost at the same time Sister Lu discovered the beauty, but he was too lazy to mix these life and death matters, and habitually pretended to be deaf and dumb.He just came down the mountain to watch the fireworks in the mundane world, he just watched it with his eyes, not his life.

Although I feel pity for the beautiful young man this time, since uncle has slept a little too much these days, he is really too lazy to draw his sword to help——mainly because this matter has to be taken care of, maybe one day his head will be missed by others, although He may have a valuable head from now on, but he can't take it off by himself to replace the food and drink!

Uncle Jifeng raised his hands and walked into the cabin.

"Hey, Boss Uncle, are you sleeping again?" Sister Lu took her eyes away from the beautiful young man when she heard footsteps, and looked at Uncle Jifeng who had already entered the cabin with doubt and admiration.

What does it mean to sleep again?Uncle Jifeng lay on the couch, resting his head on his hands, and said, "How can a person not feel sleepy if he eats chicken, duck and fish?"

After finishing speaking, he added: "Sister Lu, let's move on."

"Oh, okay." Sister Lu reluctantly glanced at the beautiful young man who was still resting with his eyes closed, and could only follow the employer's order to pick up the oars again.

As a result, before Sister Lu's oars were rowed, Shu Jifeng clearly felt that the water flow under the boat had changed.

It seems that the dead men lurking in the water started to move.

Sister Lu, who is sensitive to the current at the bow of the boat, stared at her oars, doubting herself: "What's going on? I just... didn't row down, did I?"

Before Sister Lu finished speaking, seven or eight dead men who were hiding in the water suddenly rushed out of the water and surrounded the beautiful young man.All of a sudden, dense arrows shot at the window.

But the beauty didn't seem to be aware of it, and he still held the baby and closed his eyes to rest.

It was too late to say it, and just when the landscape painting was about to be shot out of the hole, a gray-haired mother-in-law jumped out of the boat and blocked the window with a steaming cauldron without saying a word.

The arrogant Arrow Rain instantly deflated.

Only then did Sister Lu come to her senses, threw the oats away in a hurry, and walked to the door of the cabin tremblingly: "Boss Uncle, there are water thieves..."

"Well, you come in first to avoid it." Shu Jifeng lay on the couch, his expression not a little nervous.

Sister Lu entered the cabin and huddled in a corner to comfort herself: "I think our boat is broken and shabby, and we don't have much money, water thieves don't like it..."

"...Well, it's quite tattered." Shu Jifeng nodded, closing his eyes reassuringly, "I think you can set up a flag for your ship in the future, and write big characters on it."

"What... what word?"

"Big word 'poor'," Shu Jifeng suggested sincerely, "so that you won't be hurt by people who are greedy for money."

"..." Sister Lu didn't have time to think about this suggestion for the time being, she looked up at him, feeling a little guilty, "Uncle Boss, in fact, some water thieves not only rob money, but also... ..."

Still nothing changed, Shu Jifeng closed his eyes and said, "It seems that the top three young masters are in danger today."

Sister Lu looked at his waist and eyebrows, and said quietly: "Boss Uncle...that...Actually...you are not safe..."

"What do you mean...?" Uncle Feng immediately opened his eyes and sat up straight, but he didn't have time to ask the next part of the sentence: In your opinion, where does my appearance rank?

Miss Lu didn't continue talking,