Floating Life GL

April tenth.

The darkness of the night dissipated endlessly like splashes of ink, and the clouds in the sky surrounded the moon with a rare crimson color. When the moonlight fell, it seemed to be covered with a reddish mist.

In the barracks north of Wushang City, more than 3000 sergeants took off their heavy armor and sat on the ground on the teaching ground. All the remaining wine in the barracks was carried out. The scene was lively like a grand ceremony. banquet.

Although there were only a few plates of pickles marinated in salt water in front of everyone's small table except for the wine, this did not hinder everyone's enthusiasm.

The heavy pottery bowls kept colliding with each other, and then the wine in the bowl was drank, and the next second, the wine was filled again.

Ye Xiyao sat in the first place, affected by the atmosphere, picked up the bowl and took a sip, the strong wine entered her throat, and then she felt uncomfortable as if she had been burned by a fire, and her head was a little dizzy. A blush quickly appeared on his cheeks.

"This is the strong wine of the Yuan Kingdom. If you are not used to drinking it, don't drink it too hard." Ye Xiyao turned her head to look at the owner of the voice, and Lu Jianli was full of love. looking at myself.

The other party was just dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, and his hair was loose like a prodigal son and swayed slightly in the wind, but he couldn't hide the heroic look in his eyebrows and eyes.

Ye Xiyao felt that she must be drunk, otherwise she wouldn't have the urge to kiss Lu Jianli in public, she shook her head lightly, took a deep breath, and wanted to get this thought out of her head .

"I'm fine." Ye Xiyao concealed the fact that she couldn't drink enough, raised the bowl to her mouth again, she felt that she couldn't be laughed at by Lu Jianli like a child, but this time, she only dared to sip Drink slowly.

Seeing his wife and himself having a little awkwardness, a smile spread on Lu Jianli's lips. She got up from the desk, strode to the front, and began to sing.

"The corner of the earth is cold, and the sky is singing and the clouds are flying. The flag is about to break, and the lonely general will decide what to do..."

Ye Xiyao knew for the first time that Lu Jianli looked like this in the army, and it was also the first time that she knew that Lu Jianli had a very bad rhythm, and Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu was hardly in tune.

In desperation, he had no choice but to pick up the wooden chopsticks on the table, and followed the rhythm to guide Lu Jianli on the edge of the table. Lu Jianli sang, and suddenly pulled out the saber from his waist and began to dance.

Different from the sword dance for people to enjoy, the dance of breaking the formation is as if you are really in the enemy's midst. The sound of wine bowls intersecting on the field gradually disappears, and the sound of Ye Xiyao hitting the table with chopsticks and the whistling sound of the long sword piercing the air gradually disappear. Became the only sound on the field.

So people's eyes were attracted, and under the moonlight, a slender figure was dressed in reddish moonlight, dancing to the most down-to-earth music.

At the critical point of breaking the formation, the music became more and more urgent. As Lu Jianli jumped up, the edge of the long sword flashed from the shadows, and everyone's breathing stopped.

That invisible sense of oppression made everyone see a picture of a brave general walking among the enemy's thousands of horses and horses in the dark, one person and one sword.

Lu Jianli danced faster and faster, and there was an inexplicable impulse in the hearts of the soldiers, wanting to pick up weapons and rush to her side, and cut through the enemy's encirclement with her. It's a dance suitable for one person, they can only tense their nerves and freeze their bodies in place.

Everyone clenched their fists, wanting to see Lu Jianli break out of the formation at the end of the dance.

Ye Xiyao, who was originally pulling Lu Jianli, was now completely pulled by Lu Jianli, her fingers holding the chopsticks started to turn white, dancing and music interlinked, and she also had a great sense of crisis in her heart.

With a sound of "啪", the music stopped abruptly, and the chopsticks were broken because they couldn't bear the fast and violent knocking.

At this time, Lu Jianli turned around, as if he wanted to cut the enemy in front of him, but at the point where the music stopped, it seemed that she couldn't hold on, and a sharp sword was pierced into her chest.

The music stopped and the dance stopped, and everyone present was speechless in astonishment. They danced to the most dangerous point, but failed to break out.

Lu Jianli put away his sword and said loudly, "After a few days of fighting, we will be like this dance of breaking the formation. No matter how hard we try, we may not be able to break through the formation. We will only end up being killed. Is anyone willing to follow me to the battlefield! If someone wants to leave now, I forgive him!"

"Come on! Come on! Damn it! It's already reached this point, and I'm ready to die!" A thick voice almost roared from the corner, and then he dropped the gun in his hand. Bowl to show determination.

The rest of the people looked at each other, held up the wine bowl, and smashed it down hard.

The sound of the bowl hitting the ground and shattering came and went, and no one wanted to back down.

"That's it." Lu Jianli yelled with all his strength, making sure that everyone could hear her voice, "Don't be a silent beast, pick up your weapons, and be a hero who kills immediately!"

"Don't be a silent beast, pick up your weapons, and be a hero who kills immediately!"

This is a sentence recorded in the book, about Xun Yuan Emperor Lu Jianli's last sentence before his death, which shows her way of being a king for many years.

According to historical records, Eastern Chu launched its final attack on the Yuan Kingdom after that day, and the ending of history was just like the dance that Lu Jianli performed before going to the battlefield.

Although 3000 people faced the [-] Eastern King Chu and held Wushang City for three months. Chu Fa ruthlessly dispatched all the remaining [-] troops who had originally stayed in the country to the battlefield in Wushang City. The God of War finally stopped standing on Yuan Guo's shoulders and jumped to Dong Chu's shoulders.

The army of the Qiang Kingdom has been dormant at the back. After the mantis stalks the cicadas, the oriole comes behind. Eastern Chu Yi Yanrang paid a heavy price for his impulsive decision blinded by hatred.

This battle should have ended here, but history is always full of drama. After the Qiang Kingdom was exhausted from the battle with Eastern Chu and was exhausted, another army that seemed to come from the sky stepped into the final battlefield. .

According to the map drawn by Ye Xiyao, Qi Yu dug out an iron box under the willow tree, opened it with a jade key, and inside was another map and a tiger talisman.

The place shown on the map is located in the desolate and extremely cold snow mountain in the north. He rushed there non-stop, and when he was almost frozen to death, he found the last Shang army left by Emperor Ye Che for Ye Zeqing in the most remote valley. .

The beginning of the troubled times of the Six Kingdoms was the demise of the Shang Kingdom. No one thought that the cavalry of the Shang Kingdom would appear on the final battlefield.

The battlefield has turned into hell.

In the moat beside Wushang City, the full river has turned the color of blood.

There are not many cavalry in the Shang Kingdom, just 1 horses, but no other country has the strength to deal with the Shang Kingdom. The emperor of the Qiang Kingdom bowed his head and proclaimed himself a minister, willing to pay tribute in exchange for peace. The new emperor of the Yuan Kingdom, Mu Yi, was thrown into prison. From then on, he will spend the rest of his life in darkness, and the king of Eastern Chu, Yi Yanrang, disappeared without a trace.

Ye Zeqing proclaimed himself emperor in the same year and became the first unified emperor in Eastern China.

When Qi Yu met Ye Zeqing, he said something like this, "The first emperor had seen this battle clearly before I left, and she guessed that this jade key would bring back an army. The country will eventually be unable to stop Eastern Chu's iron heels, and she also knows that the Qiang country is waiting for an opportunity. She told me not to be impatient to save her, but to wait until the Qiang country is powerless to fight again. She said, you will become a good emperor. "

When all the officials bowed in front of Ye Zeqing and waited for Ye Zeqing to set a new national title, he muttered to himself, "I'm just a mediocre person, if you are still alive, I will never sit on the throne. .”

I don't know who heard this sentence at that time, and it was recorded in the history books like this.

In the end, Ye Zeqing calmly glanced at the people kneeling before him, and said only one word, "Xun."

He took Xun Yuan Emperor Lu Jianli's emperor name Xun as the new country name, and included her in the ranks of the emperors of this dynasty to show his respect.

As for the final ending of Lu Jianli and Ye Xiyao, it is written in the official history: Xun Yuan Emperor Lu Jianli and Empress Ye Xiyao died in the battle of Wushang City.

However, in the book, there is such a passage recorded: Under the city of Wushang, a white light came riding on a horse, and Emperor Xunyuan Lu Jianli took it away, and became an immortal.

People are more inclined to believe in the latter, and they are more willing to believe in legends, because Lu Jianli, a woman, is too legendary. For a legendary person, the common people want to hear a legendary ending.

end

Three years later, in the imperial capital, storytelling workshop.

In the bookstore, where the doors and windows were covered by a wide black thin curtain, it looked a little dark.

The sandalwood in the storyteller's hand slapped on the table, and his thick voice was narrating the battle of the city of immortality. After years of chanting, this history became even more legendary in the storyteller's mouth. It's more like Romance, but because of this, people never tire of listening to it.

The auspicious prosperity buried that period of people's livelihood into history. In addition to farming and labor, entertainment activities also gradually emerged. Bookstores became very lively places during the slack period.

"Emperor Yuan galloped into the enemy army, as fast as lightning, when he said it was too late, then it was too fast..." The storyteller slowed down his voice, glanced at the tense expression on the face of the spectators, and showed a satisfied smile, "Hey, please tell me Listen to the breakdown next time."

The gentleman understands very well that everyone's appetite will be swayed by the wonderful place, so tomorrow's bookstore will also have a lot of customers.

He was the one who had followed Lu Jianli on the battlefield of the last battle, and he had personally seen the legendary emperor's formation-breaking dance and galloping on the battlefield, so speaking of the book, it was more interesting than what other gentlemen said. Fun and vibrant.

The spectators began to disperse, the curtain at the door was lifted and lowered, and the light flickered on and off.He stroked the mustache around his mouth, drank water to moisten his throat, and inadvertently, he glanced at the door of the bookstore from the corner of his eyes, and a familiar figure broke into his eyes.

Even if he only saw the back of the emperor who had been deduced countless times from his mouth, he thought he would never admit his mistake.

He slammed the teacup on the table, frantically pushed through the crowd and rushed to the door, lifted the curtain abruptly and stepped into the busy street.

Accustomed to the darkness in the bookstore, he couldn't open his eyes because of the sunlight outside. He blocked the damn sun with his hands, endured the discomfort of his eyes and tried his best to look around, but that figure had already disappeared.

"Sir, what treasure did you see, rushing so fast?" Someone teased him.

He stood in the sunshine for a long time, rubbed his eyes hard, turned his head and said to the person who made fun of him, "I seem to see the emperor."

"Sir, you must have suffered from heatstroke. Your Majesty is going north to offer sacrifices to heaven. How could he appear in a small town in the south?"

"No, not this emperor." He shook his head vigorously, "It's the late emperor, it's the late emperor."

First Emperor?The man was also taken aback, thinking that the master must have been possessed by a demon, right?

Under the same sunlight, a white horse was walking slowly on the galloping road, and two people sat immediately, half of their faces covered by silver masks.

"How does it feel to listen to your majestic story?" Ye Xiyao turned slightly to ask Lu Jianli.

"It's not bad." Lu Jianli chuckled, "But if you hadn't dug me out of the bones that were still alive back then, I'm afraid now, the two of us can only live in other people's mouths."

Ye Xiyao closed her eyes, as if she was recalling the scene at that time, Lu Jianli was buried in the mountain of corpses, but she found the correct position immediately, "I have never been so grateful to Yi Yanrang for letting me down If it weren't for the poison of world-surviving floating life, we wouldn't have swallowed it, and we might not be able to find you at that time."

"The two hearts know each other, the longer the time, the more we can feel each other's existence, your life and mine must be entangled together, life and death together, inseparable."

Lu Jianli lowered his head to look at his wife. Although Ye Xiyao's face was half hidden under the mask, no one who saw it would deny that there must be a delicate and beautiful face under the mask.

She pulled up the reins and clamped the horse's belly hard. The horse carried the two of them and galloped to the suburbs. The sun was warm and the mountains were beautiful. It seemed as if there were only the two of them in the world.

Lu Jianli slowed down and let the horses walk freely. She put her wrist around Ye Xiyao's waist, turned Ye Xiyao's body to her side, and kissed her lips.

Ye Xiyao closed her eyes and let Lu Jianli take what she wanted from her.

The cold mask was attached to the cheeks, but there was an opposite hot feeling in his heart.

Ye Xiyao panted and pushed Lu Jianli away until she felt that the kiss continued like this, and that Lu Jianli might take further actions in such an inappropriate place, to remind her that even though there were no one around, there was still a big crowd here.

Lu Jianli licked the corners of her mouth and let Ye Xiyao lean into her arms. She said, "The stories in the bookstore always start with the battle of Liyuan when I return to Shangyuan. Tell me, will one day , People are tired of hearing hero stories, so they start to talk about our love story? Talk about how I bullied you in the cave when we first met, how I broke your heart when I met you again in Shangguo, How did we meet, know each other, and love each other?"

"I don't want it." Ye Xiyao shook her head, if these things were told like stories, maybe there would be unofficial history and pornographic history in the future.

But unfortunately, after many, many years, a writer named Lu Siyi traveled around to inquire about their stories, and recorded them in a book called .

The beginning of this story is a night in early autumn in the 27th year of Emperor Yinyuan of the Shangyuan Kingdom. On that day, a woman named Lu Jianli was pushed by fate into a life that should not belong to her, and stepped into the whirlpool of the troubled times of the Six Kingdoms. .

As for the story of her meeting a woman named Ye Xiyao and the entanglement between the two of them for a lifetime, it was a long time later.

End of the full text.

The author has something to say: Mid-Autumn Festival just passed, how are you all?

It took more than a year to finish writing this article intermittently

At the beginning, it only had [-] words in my computer, neither the plot, characters nor outline were available at that time

But with the idea of ​​putting it up and looking at it, I started the journey of 25 words

I have to say that code words are simply a portrayal of life, mixed with pain and happiness

Sometimes the pain even accounts for most of it, but for that little bit of happiness, I still want to persevere

To be honest, this story is really immature, the plot is erratic, the rhythm is not clear, and there are even some things that have not had time to explain clearly

But no matter what, this story is about the eldest son of the widow

At the end of the end, I also made a cheeky cameo, which is really wicked

Also, thanks to everyone who saw this chapter

When each story is in the author's mind, it is just a drop of water, and it is you who make it into an ocean.

Voiceover, (Can an article like yours be compared to the ocean? At best, it’s just a small stream, or a small stream that is not clear! Hey!)

Don't open the ancient text for the time being, I want to return to real life!