patina

The gorgeous hot sun rises quietly from the east and shines on the earth, bringing a new scene. The breeze blows in a timely manner, bringing a little bit of warmth and slipping into the heart.The streets, which were quiet when we first arrived, gradually became crowded with people, like gurgling water, passing through it.

"Remember to take the umbrella and don't leave the shadow." Afraid that she would forget, he woke her up as he walked.

"Yes, master." It was still a calm tone.

His starry eyes lingered on the small stall selling buns for a while, and lingered in the shop selling accessories for a while, letting her follow behind.

However, his slender legs always strode forward, while she walked slowly and lightly like stepping on a lotus flower. Gradually, she was left behind by him.

"Master." She called softly behind her with her big eyes wide open.

Seeing that he still didn't look back, she couldn't help calling him again. "master."

Originally wanted to continue chasing his footsteps, but was stopped on the way.

"Little girl, are you alone? Where do you want to go?" A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks blocked her way.

They slowly approached her, but she just stood there blankly, still calling for him who was the only one in her mind. "master."

They grabbed her umbrella and grabbed her arm to pull her away.

"Ah." She whispered, her brow furrowed, and she stretched out her empty hand to cover the scorching sun like a flame, her slender body was slowly smoking.

Suddenly a sharp wind swept them away, and the wrist that was holding her arm was instantly held and shrank slightly.

"Ah!!!" He exclaimed in surprise, and felt that the muscles and bones in his wrist were all broken.

With another kick, another person was kicked into the wall, the sound of bone shattering, and the umbrella in his hand was caught before landing.

"Take it well, don't lose it again." He warned sharply.

She bowed her head and took the umbrella. "I'm sorry, master."

"I just fell in love with a stall, you follow me." Saying that, he took her hand and left, fearing that she would lose him again.

"Yes, master." She obediently followed him.

Afterwards, they stopped in front of the jewelry booth.

Then he let go of her plain hand and asked, "What do you like?"

Even if he is just a slave, he needs to dress up beautifully to complement him.

Her white jade hands seem to casually pick up the purple gold flower made of colored treasures, on which the light of sea blue and water green is continuously flowing and intertwined.

"Then I'll buy three." Without asking the price, he took out the taels of silver and put them on the booth.

The stall owner thanked her repeatedly, and he pinned three purple golden flowers between her temples.

Holding her hand, he said, "Buy a few more sets of clothes and then go back."

Holding the umbrella in her hand, she nodded her head.

"On martial arts, I'll lose to you, but the thesis is not guaranteed." Xiyun sat aside, looking very confident.

"Really?" Cuoying supported her jaw with one hand, and smiled slightly: "How do you want to compare?"

Xiyun pointed at the person beside him: "This is my classmate friend, Junyi." Then he pointed at Wuying: "This is the friend I met a few days ago, Wuying."

His eyebrows are slender and picturesque, his red lips are pink and tender like flying flowers, and his complexion is healthy and yellow. Compared with Xiyun, who is as white as frost, he has a different style. Hands and feet are full of elegance.

The two exchanged hands and greeted each other.

Xiyun continued and said: "Junyi is our examiner today, and he is also the gentleman who writes the questions."

"So, what are you going to test?" He sat down on the Arhat bed, looking relaxed.

Jun Yi took a seat on the chair beside the hall: "Prepare a seven-character poem about flowers, before I drink a cup of tea."

"What's so difficult about it?" He smiled wildly.

After a cup of tea, Junyi slowly put down the teacup: "Xiyun?"

"The shadows of flowers are scattered in the city of flowers, and the soul of Penglai Mountain has fallen into the dust. I want to enjoy the beautiful dance of Pingting, but I hear that he is wrong in youth." Xiyun couldn't wait to sing out her own work.

The wrong shadow looked around at them, and then said: "The spring breeze blows under the western curtain, and the footsteps are sighing at this time. The people who were hired on the battlefield have not returned, and the blood is splashed on the paper and ink to sing about the death."

"In Xiyun's poems, there are differences between the world and the fairyland, especially the difference between ages, which leads to missing the blooming period. The wrong shadow uses the falling flowers to express the sadness of things being right and wrong, and the homesick soldiers , wanting to return but not returning." Jun Yi smiled slightly: "In my opinion, the poems written by wrong shadows have the most artistic conception."

Xiyun's handsome face collapsed, but Wuying smiled.

"The next thing is to play the piano." Junyi turned to the wrong shadow. "please."

As soon as the wrong shadow flicked his fingers, someone immediately brought a banjo. He sat cross-legged on the Arhat bed with the banjo on his lap, and he just plucked the strings two or three times, which touched people's hearts deeply.

His long and slender fingers were constantly flowing on the strings, and the beautiful melody flowed out from the fingertips, across the heart.Although there is no passionate tune, it is lingering and euphemistic.The sound of the piano, like gurgling water pouring down, flows continuously through the mountains, like the most vivid picture scroll, turning in the mountains and rivers, beautiful and melodious.

The song is over, but it still seems to be lingering in my ears.

They stood up and applauded.

"Then Xiyun?" Jun Yi looked at Xiyun who had already prepared.

Xiyun sat down again, took out the bamboo flute hanging from his waist, and played a few tunes casually at first, like a dragonfly touching water, but it could lead people into the artistic conception of his flute.

His lips slowly opened and closed, and the beautiful melody floated in the wind, soaring against the wind.His high-pitched flute sound seemed to shock the earth and shake off the branches and leaves, but it was so pure, as pure as an innocent girl, counting the prosperity of the past.Sometimes she sings in a low voice, like a woman with infinite depression, waiting for the return of her war-loving husband.

At the end of the song, the sound is lengthened even more, the sound is earnest and surging.

Wuying looked at him and smiled lightly. "Maybe you still have a little bit of useful skills."

Xiyun looked at him, turned her head and snorted dissatisfiedly: "I still have a lot that you don't know."

"Okay, okay, let me rate." Jun Yi smiled and looked at their fighting spirit: "Although the sound of Wuying's piano is melodious and expressive, it is not as loud and shocking as Xiyun's flute. Sometimes it is fast and sometimes it is slow. The melody is subtly changed, and the long song at the end is even more exciting."

"Haha, I won." Xiyun grinned happily.

Cuoying sighed inwardly, wondering how long he would be able to maintain that innocence, I don't know, would he be lucky enough to keep that innocent smile for him?

The other two didn't notice his tactful intentions.

"So how about playing chess next?"

play chess?Cuoying's eyebrows twitched. "This... How about changing to something else?"

"In the ancients Yunqin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the four arts are indispensable, so I'm afraid it won't work." Jun Yi didn't expect him to say that, and was a little surprised.

Xiyun couldn't help teasing: "Cuoying, don't tell me you don't know how to play chess?"

"How is it possible!" Cuoying denied it. "I just don't want to be too ostentatious and hide my clumsiness."

"But if you don't want to compete, then you have abstained."

Oh well, what if he just can't play chess? "Well, it's okay."

"Junyi, what's left is painting?" After winning two games in a row, Xiyun smiled disapprovingly.

"Yes, draw the artistic conception of spring, summer, autumn and winter, one of them."

Cuoying smiled inwardly, so that it can be redeemed: "What about the time limit?"

"random."

In just one stick of incense time, two perfect paintings were completed.

Xiyun drew the petals of peach blossoms falling and flying all over the sky. The pink and tender peach blossoms are like the shy face of a girl, watching the peach blossoms withering lonely.Fortunately, Xiyun preserved her beauty of charm, posture, and color for her, and recorded her most touching moments in the paintings.

On the other hand, the wrong shadow paints the white snow all over the place, but there is a flower with gorgeous color, which blooms in the wind on the dead tree covered with white snow, how dazzling and intoxicating it is.The pure white snow and the beautiful flowers form such a strong contrast, but it does not appear abrupt, but has a unique flavor.To him, snow seems to be just a foil to bring out the seductiveness of the flowers.

"Xiyun's painting techniques are very vivid. The peach blossoms are so realistically copied. Just a few smears, and the bewitching peach blossoms will appear on the paper." Jun Yi eloquently expressed his opinion: "On the contrary, the painting of the wrong shadow , it is slightly monotonous, although it is monotonous, it has profoundly outlined the artistic conception in his paintings, and the demeanor of the flowers blooming in the snow is very vividly depicted, which deeply draws people into the scenery in the painting."

"So, didn't I lose again?" Xiyun pouted dissatisfiedly.

Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but feel a little funny: "But the same, I also lost."

"Ying Tie is the one." Junyi feels that although Xiyun has good skills, he is not mature enough. Maybe it is caused by the difference in age and mood. Wrong Shadow is really good at creating artistic conception.”

"That's it." The corners of Wuying's lips raised, and he accepted his praise unceremoniously.

"Tsk." Xiyun snorted disdainfully: "I'm ignoring you, I'm going back." But Cuoying couldn't help but sneer.

"Are you angry?" Cuoying's fingertips stroked Xiyun's chin lightly.

Xiyun jumped away immediately. "You apprentice!"

Junyi felt that Cuoying seemed to enjoy playing tricks on Xiyun. "Okay, we're leaving."

Before Xiyun left, he wanted to kick him again, but he cleverly dodged it. "snort."

Jun Yi bowed his hands and said goodbye: "Wrong Shadow, I'm sorry, we have an appointment with friends..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiyun lifted his arm and dragged him away: "Go quickly."

"Ah... Wait... Let's take our leave first." Junyi did not forget to turn around and return the greeting, and Cuoying nodded and smiled at him.

"Xiyun, you really don't understand etiquette." Walking down the street, Jun Yi couldn't help but miss him.

"This kind of person doesn't need to be polite." Xiyun crossed her arms, still unable to let go.

"I don't think he has any malicious intentions." Junyi said frankly, "he's just interested in you. And don't you think it's weird to call him Dengtuzi?" Usually only girls call him that.

"Stop talking, it's already here." Xiyun didn't pay any attention to what he said.

As soon as they entered, they saw someone waiting inside, and hurried forward to say hello.

Xiyun walked into the inn while pulling Junyi. "Yixin, we..." Before he could finish the two words, Xiyun was knocked away by a slender beauty.

"You!" Xi Yun glared at the delicate girl who was holding Jun Yi's hand.

"Brother Jun, the food will be served soon. Come and sit down." The girl pulled Junyi over to the seat where she was originally sitting.

"Xiyun, you come too." Jun Yi grabbed Xiyun with his free hand and sat next to him, while the girl sat on the other side.

"Brother Jun, where did you go just now? I've been waiting for a long time."

"I'm sorry, we just went to find Xiyun's new friend, so we were delayed." In a way, Yixin and Xiyun's personalities are quite similar, both a little childish, and to him, he is the cutest A good brother and sister.

"Guest officer, your first dish is here." The waiter with a towel around his neck brought two dishes to the table, and they turned their eyes to the table.

"It's time to eat, clingy." Xiyun couldn't hide his disdain and stared at Yixin's nympho.

"Huh." Yixin took a glance at him, then followed them to eat with the bowls and chopsticks, and after a while, he graciously served Junyi with dishes, listening to the gossip at the next table.

"Tell me, then the daughter of the Zhao family must be suffering from some hidden disease?" Man A asked curiously.

"That's also possible. Otherwise, how could a woman as outstanding as her be divorced?" Man B nodded in agreement. "Not only is she born beautiful and beautiful, but she is also well-educated."

"It's said that a beauty is unlucky, and I can only blame her for her bad birth." Man A felt sorry for her.

And another table.

"Sister Wu Yue is so pitiful, she was divorced." Woman A showed a look of unbearable.

"Why don't you say that it was because of what she did that insulted the family that she caused such consequences?" Woman B didn't take it seriously, her almond eyes were full of jealousy, and her beautiful appearance was distorted.

Everyone in this county does not know that Mr. Zhao has a daughter who is waiting for his wife. She has a beautiful appearance and both talents and virtues, which has attracted the admiration and love of many princes and generals.And Mr. Zhao is a famous person beside the emperor, and the daughter is Mr. Zhao's daughter. If they marry her, power, fame and fortune will be indispensable, but because they have already set their lives, they are not allowed to enter.

"How could it be? Sister Wu Yue is a well-known and good girl in our county." Woman C immediately defended Wu Yue after hearing this.

"Then you want to say that it's because the ex-fiancé's family discovered her ulterior secret?" Woman B still maintained a sarcastic look.

Xi Yun, who was listening attentively, finally couldn't bear it any longer, and threw the wine glass in his hand in the direction where man A and B were speaking.

The wine glass in front of Man A collided with him and shattered, and the porcelain shards exploded in all directions. They couldn't dodge and were splashed all over by the shards. They jumped up from their chairs in fright: "Damn it! Who did it!"

"It hurts you to death."

Seeing this, Jun Yi quickly comforted him: "Don't be impulsive."

"What if Master Zhao hears their rumors? What will happen to my Nangong family?" Xi Yun was flustered. He didn't expect that his proposed divorce would cause such a big repercussions, and it was only a few days before it was spread. The city is full of wind and rain.

It is only now that I understand the seriousness of this matter. I wonder if it will be too late?

"No, don't worry." Junyi patted him on the shoulder to ease his emotions, and then said to Yixin: "Don't eat, let's go."

"Ah, there are so many more, it's a waste." There is a saying in the world: children who waste food will become starving ghosts after death, and I have always regarded this sentence as the truth.Starving ghost, just hearing this word made her hair stand on end, so she always cleaned up the food in the bowls and plates, not daring to leave a single grain of rice.

Junyi understands Yixin, so he naturally understands her thoughts.But now he was worried that Xiyun, who was emotionally unstable, would do something irreparable, so he thought it would be better to leave first: "Then pack it up and go home."