In terms of beauty, you can't beat me

The elegant scholars continued to carry out the wine order with a wink, and took out the piano to play with it from time to time. It was fine at first, but after listening to the elegant sounds of mountains and rivers, the more they listened, the more they felt sleepy.Xi Yu found out a soft pillow and placed it at a comfortable angle for me to rest on it, and I fell asleep listening to the sound of the wind and the piano.

When the nightmare was in full swing, the sound of a flute broke through the clouds, diluting the dense fog trapped around me, and guiding me along the way with wisps of breeze and bright moon.

Dressed in a red dress like fire, with black hair in half a bun, and a green flute, looking at the people who are getting closer and closer to me, the drowsiness gradually fades away.

At the end of the song, I looked at the person in front of me and said, "I haven't seen you for two and a half years, and Han Qing's flute is getting better and better."

The last time I saw him was the night before winning the throne today.At that time, I was sitting in the courtyard enjoying the moon, Han Jue shook off his followers and came to report to me, saying that Qi Rong and Xiang Liu had joined hands with Liu Xiang to surround the palace tightly, saying that they were preparing to seize the jade seal.

At that time, I was very indifferent, so indifferent that everything seemed to have nothing to do with me. I invited him to sit down, drank a cup of hot tea, and ate some pastries, and only urged him to leave when it was almost dawn.

At daybreak, I received the imperial decree from Qi Rongyu, who is also today, to be named the King of Qin and imprisoned in the Qin Mansion.

Both Han Jue and I knew about the rebellion, not to mention that Liu Xiang and Qi Rongyu didn't plan to hide it from anyone, so how could Father Huang Shengming not know?

The more you know about these things, the more boring you will feel. In the end, you will be buried in the loess anyway, and it will be just a dream in the end.

The person in front of me looked at me, pinned the flute on his waist, and saluted gracefully.

Bamboo spirit Liu Yuan walked up to Han Jue and said to me: "Leng Si's flute sound has indeed improved a lot. Normally, Leng Si would not play it when I wanted to hear it. Today, I finally heard it for His Highness's sake. "

There was jealousy in my words, I laughed and said: "Shutong has always been close to Han Qing, why are you making fun of me again today?"

Liu Yuan looked around and said helplessly, "All those who came here today are refined scholars. Leng Si and I can neither compose poems nor fight against each other, so we can only joke with His Highness."

Han Jue looked at me with a smile, her slender fingers fluttered up and down: "I hope Your Highness won't make fun of me."

I frowned and said: "It depends on one's personal interest to play the flute. Writing poems and singing songs is just a plaything after all. There is no distinction between high and low. This king thinks that Hanqing's flute sounds very good."

The shabby young man standing aside said, "What Your Highness said is that there is no high or low among people, and there is no rank in Qin, flute, poetry and books."

Liu Wishing to the poor boy, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are quite knowledgeable."

The young man bowed his head and said, "It's not knowledge, it's the law of heaven and earth."

I smiled and said: "All the refined scholars read the books of sages and sages, and practice the rites of the monarch and his ministers, father and son. No one is high or low, but their abilities are great or small. I hope that in the future, the refined scholars will use their talents to serve the country!" Turning my eyes to Shutong, he said: " After playing the flute for so long, Han Qing must be thirsty, so you should take a rest and moisten your throat."

It was bustling again below, and the smell of wine drifted to the nose mixed with the autumn wind. The alcohol addiction that I had endured for a long time could no longer bear it anymore, so I had to swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, drank a few more cups of tea, and watched the cheers from the audience Laughing, I said to Ning Feng: "This king goes to change clothes first, and you watch here first."

Quietly retreated from the table, just passing by the carriage pulling the wine jar, couldn't bear it any longer, and stole a jar while avoiding the busy young man on all fours, unexpectedly tripped over a dead branch halfway and fell to the ground .

Just when he was complacent, he received a slap on the head.Rubbing his painful chest, he found sadly that the altar of fine wine in his arms had already soaked into the dry land, leaving only the fragrance of the wine lingering in the air.I really didn't want to give up, so I picked up the broken pottery fragments one by one and sat down on the ground after making sure that there was no drop.

The backlog of emotions in the past erupted at this time. Maybe I don’t deserve to drink such a good wine. I only deserve to eat the sour and rancid brown rice mixed with stone rice. The more I think about it, the more angry I feel. It's all a joke made by God!I used to think that I could get through all the difficulties calmly, but now I find that under my deliberate suppression, those undercurrents of resentment have already swallowed me up!Just like when I drowned many years ago, I can't see any light, I can't breathe!

"I hate you!" He threw the fragments out with all his strength, like throwing away a poisonous snake that spit out a letter.After all, the fragments fell silently, and all the hatred could never find a foothold. In the end, I could only hate myself.

Tired of throwing it, I watched the fragments not far from me lying there quietly laughing at me.After all, I hate myself the most.

The sudden violent cough made me lose all hatred, and only struggled for life and death.When the cough was weak, he supported the green bamboo and continued to cough, as if he wanted to cough up his heart to see how useless he was!

With my last breath left, I finally stopped coughing. My father once said that my son is not like him at all, but what is the cause of this real cough?

In the end, I did it slowly and feebly. The cold ground was covered with a layer of rotten branches and dead leaves. Although it was soft, it was still shady. Everything just now was like a dream. When I woke up, I was still the unrestrained The king of Qin who has no hunger, no hatred and no grudges.

"Why don't you go to the Yahui? They are guessing charades, so it's so lively!" A very strange voice came from behind.

"Aren't you here too?" I just said without turning my head.

The man stopped in front of me with a smile, and looked down at me: "If you watch a lot of excitement, you will feel that the excitement is actually lonely."

What I said was interesting, I raised my head and looked at him, dressed in brocade clothes, with a blond hair band, with thick and colorful eyebrows, clear waves flowing in the blink of an eye, and more importantly, holding an unopened jar of wine in my arms.

I said, "You look a bit like...a friend of mine from the past."

He sat next to me with great interest and looked forward to my speaking.

I looked at the wine in his arms and said, "I'm not interested in stories without wine."

He looked down at the wine jar in his arms, gave it all to me without hesitation, opened the red cloth happily, and the rich aroma of wine wafted out.

I took a big gulp, the spicy taste entered my throat, and I felt that I was in a troubled world. I looked at the clouds in the sky, and felt that I was a bit like a storyteller who could listen to a long story for five cents.

What should the story say? When I was 17 years old, it was the autumn five years ago. At that time, I was still the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, and I hadn't met Ming An, that is, Jinshang.

At that time, Chang'an was more prosperous than before. Looking at the beautiful lady who put on powder and rouge, and seeing the scholar walking quickly on the back of the piano, I was very moved on the road.

When I first met Moran, he was wearing a light-colored shirt and carrying a piano bag like this.

At that time, my father was still alive, and the autumn sun was shining brightly that day. After being reprimanded in my father's study, I felt unhappy in my heart, so I just lowered my head and walked gloomyly, and accidentally bumped into someone head-on, no!More precisely, it should be a piece of wood!

Just as he was about to lose his temper, the owner of that piece of wood opened his mouth first, slightly hooking the corners of his mouth: "My lord, you are fine!"

I touched my forehead that was gradually bulging, sucked in the pain, and reprimanded: "Bold! How dare you bump into this palace... this young master!"

The owner of the wood made an apology: "Is it the next one? I hope you will not be offended."

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he raised his eyelids to look at the owner of the piece of wood. The resentment quickly dissipated, and the anger on his face was replaced with a usual smile.I must have looked like an apprentice then.

Until I met the owner of the wood, although I had a broken sleeve in name, in fact I had neither kept a male pet, nor had I ever been close to a woman.

Although she was wearing a moon-white gown, she looked like a peony flower blooming against the warm wind in March.

If you don't come to the spring garden, how do you know what spring looks like?Now standing in front of me is a figure like a peony flower in March, and the other spring colors are quickly dimming, and I only see this peony flower in front of me.

I looked at the Qin Sui protruding from the piano bag, and said with a smile: "It's all right."

"Then I will take my leave." With a fluttering salute, she was about to leave.

I hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, the dark pattern embroidered on it was delicate and scattered, it must be some noble family.I said, "Young master can play the piano?"

"Yes."

"The young master wants to listen to the elegant tone, I wonder if it is possible?" I pondered for a long time before I popped out this sentence, I don't know if I was offending the beauty.

The owner of the wood was slightly embarrassed, and then rejected me as expected.

Now it's my turn to be embarrassed, I can't let go of my hand, I can't let go of it, I just stand there.

"The beginning of the story is good." The man picked up a dead leaf in his hand.

I drank another sip of wine, my body started to feel hot, so I took off my outer shirt, and continued: "The fate between me and him was spent on meeting each other, that's why the ending is so miserable."

Xiaoyun is a child I adopted in Yunmengze. When I adopted him, he had already forgotten his past. Sometimes he was lonely at home, so I would secretly take him out to buy sesame candy.That kid Xiaoyun is also very sensible, and usually only calls me brother.

Brother, I also called another person like that.

After arguing with my father, my father banned me at home again in a rage, but I still changed into plain clothes to avoid others and led Xiaoyun to the street to buy sesame candy.

"Brother, where are we going?" Xiao Yun followed behind me with a pure face.

I still had a fan in my sleeve in the late autumn, and said presumptuously, "Go buy sesame candy."

"Matang?" Xiaoyun immediately jumped up when he heard it was Matang, tugging on my sleeve and cheering.

I looked at Xiaoyun and nodded, "Yes."

"Does brother also like sesame candy?"

I looked at Liusi who was motionless by the side of the road, just like I was so innocent when I was still under my mother's knee a few years ago, I couldn't help but said sadly: "I like it."

"Then let's buy more, so that we won't be afraid of running out of food when we are locked in the house."

I rubbed Xiaoyun's hair and said with a smile, "Of course."

Passing by the sesame candy stand, Xiaoyun was holding a big bag of sesame candy, and walked bumpily.

The child is really easy to coax, remembering that he cried day and night when he first woke up, it is a blessing to see him like this now.

I don't remember if I remember well or not.

"You pay me for the sesame candy...!"

Just after being in a daze for a while, Xiaoyun's crying came to his ears.

I saw a man in red standing there coldly, looking apologetically at the crying Xiaoyun, the sesame candy he just bought spilled all over the floor, I also saw the snot and tears on Xiaoyun's hands rubbed there On the man's shirt...

The man still looked calm, without even frowning, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

My palace hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Xiao Yun, frowned and said: "Don't you know how to make way when you see a child?"

But Xiaoyun wiped his nose and said, "God..."

Oh..., I see, Xiao Yun said that he is crazy, so there is nothing to worry about.

Stretching my head, I took out the handkerchief to wipe the stains on the red clothes.

The man took a few steps back, his figure was as sharp as avoiding a snake, and he gestured: "I dare not."

Oh, it turned out to be a mute, it's a pity that he has such a good appearance.

Xiaoyun pointed at him and cried, "Brother Shenxian helped me drive away the dog just now."

Immortal brother?I raised my eyes to take a closer look at him, but I met his eyes, I couldn't retract my lunatic-like eyes, and was caught.

The man bent down and saluted, the surprise in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and he gestured wildly with his hands.

I handed over the handkerchief: "Thank you, Young Master, for saving me just now."

The man lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and there was nothing to say. Seeing that he was dressed in silk, he must be a rich man. I thanked him and led Xiaoyun away.

Xiaoyun took my hand and laughed again: "That fairy brother just now is so beautiful."

I couldn't help but wonder, "Then tell me, elder brother is prettier, or that fairy elder brother is prettier?"

Xiaoyun thought about it seriously, then frowned, looking in a dilemma: "Brother is an older brother, and elder brother Immortal is also an older brother. Of course, the older brother looks better."

I put away the fan: "Today's sesame candy is gone."

With a mournful face, Xiao Yun followed behind my buttocks: "Brother is beautiful, brother is the most beautiful person in the world!"

"The exaggeration is too perfunctory."

Xiaoyun thought about it for a long time, and after I had walked half a street, I heard Xiaoyun say from behind: "Xiaoyun can't tell the half of my brother's demeanor, in short, it is unforgettable!"

I turned around, raised my eyebrows and said, "Go buy sesame candy!"