last night suddenly dreamed of mountains and rivers

"During the days when you returned to the capital, I heard people say that you ran out, but I didn't expect you to come to such a far place."

"If I knew that Big Brother Lan had been in the capital during those days, I wouldn't have come to this barren land." Li Xingxi poured a large bowl of tea for Lan Jiansu and asked, "How is it, Big Brother Lan, How are you doing during our time apart?"

Lan Jiansu pursed her lips and pulled a hoarse smile at the corner of her mouth.

"There's nothing good or bad, let me tell you about you." Lan Jiansu said, "You've been out for so long, you should have learned a lot."

Speaking of this, Li Xingxi got excited and chatted with Lan Jiansu about his experience of traveling all over the country.He was cheated by some liar, how did he get back what he was cheated on, what great deeds he did, and what tragedies he witnessed in the world.A moment of pride, a moment of sadness, ever-changing emotions are written on the face.

Lan Jiansu listened with gusto, and envied Li Xing for having such a rich experience.

During this period of time, his life seemed boring, but in fact, it was indeed very boring.It's just boring and a little heavier than usual.

"Where are you going?" After the enthusiasm passed, Li Xingxi chatted with Lan Jiansu, and Li Xingxi seemed to be aware of his intention to go.

Lan Jiansu wiped the tea stains from her lips and said, "I'm going to a big island in the sea to find my master."

Li Xingxi stopped tapping his fingers on the table in an instant: "Then come back?"

"I do not know."

"I'll follow you."

"What if I don't come back?"

"Then I'm not coming back either."

Lan Jiansu laughed, "What about your father?"

"Father has a new wife and a new son. Dad said that I have grown up and I have to walk my own way. He will not stop me. If I want to fly, I can fly. If I want to stay at home... "

"What about him?"

Li Xingxi said: "He will dislike me everywhere, talk about me every day, and finally drive me out to fly."

Lan Jian Su Xin said yes, in tens of thousands of years, all parents in the world will still be like this.

"Aren't you afraid that the time will be long and you will be homesick?"

Li Xingxi pondered for a moment: "I have been out for a long time, and I do miss home a few times. But I miss Big Brother Lan even more. If there is no Big Brother Lan by my side, I will think of Big Brother Lan every day. If I am homesick... I can give it to my father. Write letters, send pigeons. But Brother Lan, you often wander around, I don’t know where you are.”

Lan Jiansu raised the corners of her lips: "Brother Lan won't be wandering anymore, if you don't dislike him and want to follow, just follow."

The owner of the inn, who didn't come back until night, opened a room for Lan Jiansu and the others.

He said that recently there are officials and family members who come to visit, and the charges will be cheaper.When several people hear "official family members", they are all like rabbits encountering lightning.Although he is not as timid as a rabbit, he still feels restless.

Lan Jiansu was worried that there would be an ambush, so he decided to go into the town to see the situation.

At night, Lan Jiansu took Ling Feng into town with him.There are few people in the cities and towns here, and after nightfall, the doors of every house are closed, and it is extremely empty.Braziers were set up on both sides of the road in the town, dimly illuminating a group of patrolling officers and soldiers.

Lan Jiansu whispered to himself: "Could it be that the officers and soldiers from Gu Qiang chased after him? How could it be so fast..."

Ling Feng took a closer look at their official uniforms, and said, "No, these people are just here for a routine annual inspection. Let's calm down, nothing will happen."

As the former Zilang Guard, Lan Jiansu was deeply moved by Ling Feng's betrayal so thoroughly now, and was even more moved by the court's unqualified brainwashing education.

"Since it's nothing serious, let's go back first." Lan Jiansu said.He and Ling Feng walked back, and accidentally kicked a brazier down, and the brazier fell on their feet, but they didn't retract their feet in time, and the toes were still hit, which made them both cry out.

After screaming, he realized that it was over, and hurried into a dark alley to hide.

The patrolling officers and soldiers immediately followed the movement and hurried over: "Who is it!"

"It's me." From another alley, a man in Tsing Yi walked out.

The patrolling officers and soldiers immediately said respectfully: "Prime Minister."

"The road was too dark. I was thinking about other things when I was walking just now, and I accidentally kicked a brazier down."

The officers and soldiers glanced into the alley to confirm that there was a brazier on the ground that had been kicked down.

Shen Pinglu waved his hand and said, "There's nothing going on over there, let's go and have a look elsewhere."

The officers and soldiers should "yes", and a group of people walked back the same way.

Seeing Shen Pinglu walking away from the officers and soldiers slowly, Lan Jiansu parted his lips, swallowing the name he was about to call out in a sigh.

"Let's go." He patted Ling Feng on the shoulder.The two hurried back to the inn.

On the old tree in the inn, there was a night owl standing, I don't remember when it flew here.

Ye Xiao stared at Lan Jiansu with two bright eyes.Tilting his head, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "You stupid and brainless apprentice, my master told you to come to the Dafang Islands quickly, why are you so late there? Why don't you come now? King Yi's life is at stake. Yet?"

Lan Jiansu was taken aback.This is his master, using Ye Xiao's body to travel thousands of miles, no, thousands of miles to send a message to him?

Since it was so convenient for his master to send him a message, why did he send him a message at this time?

Lan Jiansu thought to himself that his master might want to mention something to him, so it's not good to remind him clearly, so he had to pretend to scold him here.

Unable to calm down, afraid of long nights and dreams, Lan Jiansu called Jing Xianxue and Li Xingxi after returning to the inn: "Your eyelids are twitching so badly, it's better not to stay longer, let's go now."

The four of them rushed to the seaside overnight. What was strange was that all the corpses that had been stuck under the big boat had disappeared.

These sea ghosts seem to deliberately prevent them from traveling during the day and let them leave at night.Extremely strange.

The four boarded the boat one after the other, and Ling Feng went to pull the anchor.

At this time, there was a sound of hoofbeats sounding from a distance.

Not far away, figures on horseback were galloping here like the wind, and the horseshoes raised fine sand from time to time.

Jing Xianxue was afraid that officers and soldiers would come after her, so she immediately drew out the knife first.However, it would be strange if there was only one person in pursuit of the officers and soldiers.

The man on horseback ran closer and closer, and stopped on the bank.

The cold moonlight shines on Shen Pinglv who is on the horse.

Lan Jiansu was slightly startled: "Mr. Chen?"

Shen Pinglu said: "I saw you just now, and I knew you were leaving, so I came here to see you off." His eyes were shining brightly, as if there were tears in his eyes.

Lan Jiansu called out "Master Xiang", wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

"The deliveries are over now, well, there will be a time later." He pulled his horse back, and rode away towards the place he came from.It came and went quickly, as if it was just to say goodbye.

Lan Jiansu wanted to call him to stop, but he didn't know what to say after calling him.Shen Pinglu is a high-ranking prime minister with a bright future. The two of them have different paths, and there will be a difference in the end.Having an acquaintance with him can be regarded as a confidant in life, and it will not be in vain.

Ling Feng pulled the anchor, and Jing Xianxue withdrew the knife.This ship is leaving.

The horse that had ridden away suddenly turned around and galloped back to the shore.

"Lan Jiansu!" Shen Pinglu called him, panting slightly, and said, "You said earlier that you would let me go with you, is that still true?"

After a moment of daze, Lan Jiansu smiled, walked to the bow of the boat, squatted and stretched out his hand: "This boat is not high. Mr. Xiang, can you reach my hand?"

The official ship sailed to sea, just passing the time.The full moon swallowed by the waves emitted an incomparably penetrating and desolate cold light.

Big waves came over the sky, covering the sky and the moon, one after another, like countless giant hands, pushing their boat back.The sea water was like rain, pattering down, and big ones hit them.

The boat was shaking so that Shen Pinglu couldn't stand still, he climbed up the wall and walked out of the cabin, he asked loudly: "Jiansu, what should I do?"

Li Xingxi was blinded by the sea water falling like rain: "It was the same when I was going to go out to sea a few days ago, the waves were so big that I couldn't get out at all."

Lan Jiansu stood at the bow of the boat, quietly...Because he was beaten mercilessly by the waves, his body was not very quiet.His mind is relatively calm, and his body is relatively shaky, looking at the waves in front of him for a long time.After a while, he said in a loud voice: "The Lan family has something important to do when they go out to sea today, and I hope you can make it easier for me."

Unmoved, the waves continued to beat their official ship vigorously.

Lan Jian paused slightly, and changed his words: "Today Lou Sanglie is going to sea to save people, and I hope all seniors can go the next way." After saying that, he bit his finger and dripped blood to prove it.

Suddenly, the big wave restrained its arrogance and gradually calmed down.

The "rain" stopped, and the front was calm.

The boat moved on.After walking through this sea area, looking back, there are still big waves behind, but they no longer roll towards them.But the land of the Central Plains has been completely covered by fog and sea waves, and can no longer be seen.

The coughing under the golden tent gradually stopped at dawn.

Lan Chongyan called Xiao Xiangzi, and after calling Xiao Xiangzi, he called An Gui.I yelled around and no one came.He lifted the quilt, opened the curtain, kicked over the table next to the bed angrily, and shouted, "Where did everyone go?!"

At this time, Georgeson in a black robe walked in: "Your Majesty, are you awake?"

Georgeson came to Guqiang two days ago.

Lan Chongyan was bedridden for a long time after being backlashed by the spell, and the people under him didn't know what was going on, and the imperial physician couldn't find out the disease, so they had to write a book to Georgeson, asking him to come to Guqiang quickly to treat the emperor.

No, Georgeson gave Lan Chongyan a local traditional Chinese medicine - Banlangen, which cured the emperor.

Although the imperial doctors all felt depressed and fucked up, they were still afraid of any problems, so they refused to let Georgeson go and asked him to stay here.

Georgesen heard Lan Chongyan calling the personal eunuch's name just now, and said, "They are going to the dining room and are preparing breakfast for the emperor."

Lan Chongyan's anger did not subside: "Then what does the imperial cook do?"

"The imperial cooks came to Gu Qiang for the first time, and they were not acclimatized to the climate. This morning, they were all caught with the wind and cold. The father-in-laws were afraid that their cooking would spoil the emperor's dishes, so they had to do the work themselves."

After listening to Georgeson's explanation, the anger on Lan Chongyan's face gradually calmed down a bit.

He put on his shoes and got out of bed.

Georgeson said: "Your Majesty, you are not in good health, you'd better rest more and get out of bed less."

Even the sound of Lan Chongyan's breathing was irritated: "It's so stuffy inside, I just went out to get some air."

Georgeson sighed softly, fetched the emperor's robe, and put it on for Lan Chongyan.

Coming to the corridor and looking at the vast mountains and rivers, Lan Chongyan's anger gradually disappeared, but was replaced by a heavy desolation.

"Qiao Aiqing, get me the brush and ink, I want to paint."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

A table was set up, and paper, pen and ink were brought, while Georgeson studied the ink for Lan Chongyan.

Lan Chongyan picked up a fine brush, dipped it in ink, and drew a stroke on the snow-white rice paper, outlining the appearance of the mountains and rivers.

"I've heard people say that in the tunnel of Qingjun Mountain, Jingxianxue killed six thousand elites of the imperial court by herself."

Georgeson said: "I have heard about this."

Lan Chongyan's eyes were quite dark.Jing Xianxue is indeed powerful.But if he hadn't been injured by the backlash, Jing Xianxue would not be his opponent even if Jing Xianxue alone could hold an army of [-].

"Then they left?"

"This morning, I heard people say that Prime Minister Shen disappeared at the exit of the harbor last night, leaving only one horse on the shore. After listening to the descriptions and descriptions of the generals there, Prime Minister Shen must have been with Mr. Jian Su. They're out to sea."

The pen in Lan Chongyan's hand was clenched tightly, his brows furrowed for a while, and then relaxed: "I set up 73 sea ghost formations on the sea, and it's the Ghost Festival, and the water ghosts are even more rampant. Even if they have gone out to sea, they will still be beaten back by the waves." After being so determined, he seemed to feel at ease, and began to paint freely.

Georgeson held back his words and didn't say anything. After Lan Chongyan finished more than half of a painting, Fang Xin said: "Your Majesty, there is one thing that your Majesty needs to know."

"What's the matter?"

"When the emperor was seriously ill, the father-in-laws found a Taoist priest for the emperor."

"Well, the Taoist priest is carrying half a bucket of water, and he has no skills at all."

"There is still a little bit of ability." Georgeson said, "The Taoist priest fought against the Lousang people when he was young. He said that no one can control or decipher the ghosts summoned by the Lousang secret method, but only The blood of the Dulou Sang royal family can turn things around."

Lan Chongyan's pen tip that touched the paper stopped violently, and melted a dot.

After leaving the land of Dafeng and the vast sea, there is really nowhere to be found.

After a long time, the ink dot became bigger and bigger on the paper.

He picked up the brush that was almost dry, dipped it in ink, and continued to paint calmly: "Qiao Aiqing, how long has it been since you came to Dafeng to preach?"

Georgeson said: "It has been eight years since the time of the first emperor."

"In the past eight years, there are still many people who believe in Buddhism in Dafeng, but few people who believe in the Lord."

"How can people's thoughts be easily changed. If people think about it, the Buddha and the Lord are actually the same."

"Since believing in Buddhism is the same as believing in the Lord, why do you come to preach?"

"It's just living for what you believe in, and doing things for what you believe in."

"Faith, faith." Lan Chongyan murmured, "Your Lord is so powerful, so if I ask him to help me go back to the past, can he do it?"

"It can't be done. Because the Lord just wants us to be in the moment," Georgeson said.

Lan Chongyan raised his eyes to look at the pale sky, and sighed: "What good is there now? The memories of the past, when I think about it now, are as beautiful as dreams. I never thought that so many years have passed... Can't catch it."

"The Lord can't solve this problem." Georgeson said, "But Your Majesty, there is a saying among you. Good things in the world are not firm, but colorful clouds are easy to disperse and glass is brittle. I hope the Emperor can figure it out."

"..." Lan Chongyan stared blankly at the white and desolate sky, "Okay, step back. I want... I want to be alone and paint quietly."

Georgeson bent over, put down the ink, and stepped back.

Lan Chongyan picked up the fine brush, and wiped one stroke after another on the outlined Daishan.The tip of the pen trembled, and the trembling became more and more violent. A mountain became more and more shapeless.Eventually, the pen fell to the ground.The tears that appeared unexpectedly on the rice paper blurred the already made mountains and rivers.

He supported the table with his hands and squatted down.The sobs were desperately suppressed in the throat, as if about to vomit, but they swallowed hard.The pain in the chest was like being stabbed open by a dagger, and the pain couldn't stop spreading to the whole body.He covered his face tightly with both hands, and tears kept pouring out from between his fingers.

He suddenly remembered the smell of that blood-stained lychee.

The crying could not be suppressed, and it was let out. An emperor, now kneeling on the ground, cried so embarrassingly that he seemed to spit out his internal organs.

This was the first time in Lan Chongyan's life that he felt such intense pain.It turns out that when a person really hurts, it can hurt to this extent.He also understood for the first time that when not everyone is willing to admit their mistakes, the person who wants to tell will stay where they are.