Chapter 72: Ichiike Nami Shizu Kotanzan

Suddenly in the late spring, summer has arrived. The vegetation in the garden has experienced warm wind and rain, and the lush greenery spreads out, the scorching sun shines faint light and shadow, mottled and quiet, turning into a piece of shreds of brightness.
The steep blue rock in front of the Tianji Mansion held the stone bridge steadily, and with only one turn, the garden was bright and bright, a wave of lotus ponds reflected golden and silver light in the sun, and the lake was sparkling, dazzling people from time to time. Zuo Yuan-sun stood in front of the door, and Xi Liu Yiyi was deep in the green shade, and a faint light smoke drifted away. The smile seemed to be still there when Princess Ling came, and it was involuntary to follow her. Come with a smile.
Zuo Yuan-sun turned around and glanced at the case with emotion. The scroll was wide and dense, looking at the landscape of the mountains and rivers, slowly paved, occupying half of the house in front of him. From east to west, from south to north, the military planes of the heavenly dynasty and the four realms are drawn, and the mountains, passes, coastal defenses, and major border cities are vividly visible. Now that it is in the northwest, this is the corner, but it is also the most difficult, and it will take some time.
Everywhere in the picture, there are clear and juicy small letters in small letters, with determination to show slightly, proud and unrestrained, and the lines are like sparkling prairie fire, taking this ten thousand li territory into the painting. It's hard to imagine that it came from the seemingly weak woman's hand, but she talked carefully with her fingertips, and he had to believe it. Looking at those books and materials, he has piled up a small mountain-like piece here, and there are traces of frequent flipping on the scrolls, and I don't know how much thought has been concentrated in it.
Researching together these days, correcting the deficiencies in this picture, making him obsessed with it, it seems that the heart that crossed the battlefield back then is back. Zuo Yuansun smiled, these were all hidden from King Ling, and no one in the Tianji Mansion was allowed to leak this matter. Lu Qian accidentally ran into that day and was forced to swear to keep the secret. Zuo Yuansun shook his head, looked at the Sixteenth State of Youji in the north, and fell into deep thought for a while.
This military plane drawing is assisted by Zuo Yuan and grandson. Qing Chen pursed his mouth and smiled, turning around the Linshui corridor, and met Mrs. Bai and two women coming from the garden.
She saw the two men describe their clothes, and stopped in front of a bunch of wisteria flowers, and the projection of the flowers quietly concealed the warmth of the sun.
When the wind passed, a few lavender flying flowers fluttered on the skirt, and Ye Tianling’s two concubines, Qian Wei and Shao Yun, saw Qing Chen, leaning over and saluting with Mrs. Bai, with a slightly charming voice. With a little bit of Wu Nu's softness, her lower eyebrows are soft, and she is very charming.
After the wedding, Mrs. Bai seemed to have met the princess when she took the family's daughters to worship the princess. Qing Chen stared at her and looked over. After that, she never thought about it or saw it, and no one mentioned it in front of her. She just thought it was gone. Two people.
There are still people in this house who can justly share her husband, and this thought caused her a little unhappiness.
Mrs. Bai looked up, saw her lingering, and whispered again: "Wang Hao."
Qing Chen narrowed his gaze and cast it to the depths of the colorful red, bees and butterflies fluttered, and the scent of flowers was drunk. She nodded slightly: "Get up. Mrs. Bai, come with me."
Madam Bai glanced behind her, got up and followed Qing Chen. When she arrived at Shuyuyuan, Qing Chen just sat and said nothing, her eyes filled with the clear blue water outside the window in a daze, until Baguio offered two cups of tea, and Fang raised her head and asked: "How long have they been here? ?"
Mrs. Bai thought for a while and said, "Qian Zhi came earlier, four or five years ago, and she has been writing rhyme and serving His Royal Highness for almost two years."
"It's been so long." Qing Chen was silent for a while, unexpectedly.
Looking through the window, a clear stream winds around the bamboo forest extremely quietly, clear and clean. There is a lot of flowing water in the Shuyu courtyard, the depths and shallows are far and near, the pearl and jade 琤, the sound of the water sets off the lush bamboo forest, always calling this courtyard a three-point quietness.
Mrs. Bai said: "It's not too early to say it, like those in the Mansion of King Ji and King Xi, even the heirs were born. Concubine Jin in the Mansion of King Cham, didn't he also have a body?
"Children?" Qing Chen turned away, "Why haven't they been in these years?" Jin Hui was pregnant some time ago, she wanted to see it, but when she thought of Ye Tianzhan, she always hesitated.
Mrs. Bai sighed: "I don't know what your Highness thinks, every time there is always medicine given, it makes the Queen Mother very unhappy."
Qing Chendan frowned: "His Royal Highness often goes to them?"
Mrs. Bai said, "His Royal Highness is in Tiandu for no more than three to five months each year. Before, the Queen Mother sent a female officer to urge him, and he went, only this time he brought the soldiers back, but he was often in the study in the middle of the night. Maybe it was too busy. "
Qing Chen listened, raised her slender eyebrows slightly, lowered her head and sipped the tea, savoring the fragrance of tea, with a slight bitterness.
Madam Bai looked sideways, the clear water vapor in the tea was faintly lingering on Qing Chen's face, and the whole person seemed to be surrounded by a cloud of sorrow, and the floating light only lingered and turned into the blackness of the deep lake. In the pupil, he was replaced by the calmness of the whole body. It didn't seem to be too much, but it was more distressing than those who couldn't tolerate it. She sighed slightly.
When Mrs. Bai left, Qing Chen kept leaning on the window and quietly watching the faint green bamboo.
After a few rains in the spring a few days ago, many young shoots emerged from the bamboo forest, and the black soil was refreshed and refreshed. Now it is stretching out vigorously. Ye Tianling likes bamboo's arrogance, she likes bamboo's quietness, and the two of them often stand here and watch. He would surround her from behind, and she would lean in his arms.
She exhaled slightly and blew away the strands of hair that had swept her cheeks away. If there was no sorrow in her heart, she seemed to be clearly far away from here, just like the loneliness hidden in the confusion.
Looking forward to the stability in his arms so much, his light but familiar tone, even his calm and cold eyes, there is always a little distant starlight that slightly closes her when looking at her, telling her that she belongs to him.
Has that kind of embrace, tone, and eyesight ever been for another woman?
She did not know, she knew nothing about his past, just as he could not explore the world she once had.
Seeing that she had been by the window for a long time, Baguio couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "Princess, there is a lot of water in our garden. Even though it is summer, it is always cold. Don't let the cold air out, otherwise how can I tell your Highness? Explain?"
Qing Chen turned around and asked, "What do you explain?"
Baguio said with a smile: "His Royal Highness said, the princess is not afraid of cold, and I must remember that if I feel uncomfortable, I am the only one to ask." After that, he added a cup of warm tea: "A few days ago The county’s main medicinal materials are here. Would you like to see it?"
Qing Chen tapped the tea cup lightly, and said, "Let's let it go." The words were faint, not the usual quietness, and a little tired.
Baguio has been with her for a long time, and she can feel her thoughts a little bit: "Princess, if you don't like them two, you just need to send a word, and your Highness will never say anything."
Qing Chen frowned slightly and whispered: "Should you send it out? A concubine of the prince who has been in the palace for a few years and then sent out will definitely be coldly talked about, for fear that even the family may not tolerate them."
Baguio was silent for a while, and said: "The princess has always acted decisively. How can I feel soft when I encountered this today?"
Qing Chen seemed to smile, and the smile faintly slipped on her lips and then disappeared, as light as a floating mark: "There is nothing to do, it has nothing to do with determination. As a woman, why bother to be so embarrassed? "
This is also a truth, Baguio couldn't say anything, only sighed: "What happened to the princess?"
Qing Chen didn't laugh, stood up and walked to the book table, and casually drew a scroll of books aimlessly, but turned it over and dropped out a piece of paper, densely listed on it.
After a glance, his gaze fell on a few words, the doctor ordered Li Xuan, who was a useful talent to speak of, but it was a pity that he voted under the king of Ming, and it is difficult to be clear in the mud, this time it is inevitable to be involved.
However, within two months, nine out of ten people from the Ministry of War were investigated by King Ming. Checking the salary, naturally can't run away from the household department, Ye Tianling has already touched the household department clearly, a thread is pulled up, the thunder method is pressing every step, and it has led to millions of shortfalls.
All officials in North Korea and China were in danger for a while, and I was afraid that many of them did not sleep well for many days.
The matter of Shence Army made Ye Tianming lose all trust in the eyes of Emperor Tian, ​​and it was enough when things reached this point. Qing Chen silently looked at the beautiful plum-blossom letters on this piece of paper. When a woman's love was ignored and trampled on, how deep the love was, how deep the hatred was. No one knows Ye Tianming better than Luan Fei, she can almost guess every step of Ye Tianming's movements, step by step, and go first. It was Luan Fei who really played the game with Ye Tianming, and she used this understanding to slowly push Ye Tianming to the end of the mountain.
Qing Chen put the papers together and stood before the case, leaving nothing in her heart. Xia Xia Cicada sang softly, and at this time it sounded particularly irritable: "I'm going to walk in the garden, you don't need to follow me." She told Baguio to walk out of the room.
Stepping on the stone path leisurely, the bamboo-shaded secluded forest is dappled in the sun, the grass and trees are beautiful and there are three thousand clear waters, and the lake is misty.
The water flowing in the Shuyuyuan has turned hundreds of times, and finally they all gathered here in Wangqiu Lake. The water is clear as a mirror, and the sky is reflected in the distance. The elegance and peace seem to be able to wash away the whole body, and the heart is full of mortal dust. light.
Qing Chen leaned down and looked at his shadow in the deep still lake, so practical, yet separated by thousands of mountains.
She rolled up her sleeves and reached into the water. The sunlight pierced the water with some holy luster, and the tourmaline on her wrist reflected the shallow shadow of the sky, giving out a smart, seven-color micro-color. The water was quiet, but she took her hand back in a little frustration and sat down by the lake.
The shallow waves on the shore wet the embroidered shoes, soaking a deep meaning in the azure plain, adding to the beauty of the patterns on it. She simply fetched the water with bare feet, and her slender white clothes were quietly spreading on the stone, as if she were flowing clouds.
Looking up at the clear sky and light clouds, the wind is blowing, the clouds are free and unfettered.
The light of the lake flashed, and there were more people beside the lonely shadow, with a long body and a downright blue shirt. Ye Tianling leaned over and asked, "Why are you here alone?"
Qing Chen replied: "It's quiet here."
Ye Tianling shook her hand and twisted her eyebrows slightly: "I will catch a cold." He could not help but pull her up.
Qing Chen held his hand, "Sit with me for a while, okay?"
The rare pleading in her tone meant that Ye Tianling was slightly startled. He looked down to find the traces of the sky deep in her eyes and nodded: "Okay." Looking for a flat stone, he took her to sit down.
Qing Chen looped his backhand behind him, and hugged him tightly.
Ye Tianling asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Qing Chen only leaned on him, and after a while, bored on his shoulder and said: "You are mine."
"Huh?" Ye Tianling raised her head, "What?"
Qing Chen raised her eyebrows, her phoenix eyes slightly raised: "You are mine!" The words were short and clear.
Ye Tianling's thin lips raised a silent arc: "Who said no?"
Qing Chen stared at his eyes in his smile, and said seriously: "No one is allowed to say no. Your people, your heart, and everything about you are all mine." The voice is elegant, low and soft, but With a decisive taste.
Ye Tianling had never heard a woman talk to him in such a tone. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person in front of him: "Why, you want to occupy me?"
Qing Chen nodded and said: "Since you married me and I married you, you are only mine, and I am only yours. I don't care about things before today, but from now on, if you touch Others, I will touch others; if you love others, I will love others; if you marry others, I will marry others."
A faint wave of light flashed in Ye Tianling's eyes, like a sword light: "Oh? Then I want to see, who dares to move my woman?"
Qing Chen got up and looked back at him: "I don't care about others, but I do what I say."
Ye Tianling was still sitting on the rock, her hands on her knees. Qing Chen was standing in front of him at this time, bare feet, semi-wet skirt, hair hanging down, still impatient with the complicated hairpin ring, scattered in front of him, reminding him of the appearance of seeing her for the first time .
Dai's eyebrows are clear and far away, her pupils are like water, and she quietly rests when she lowers her eyes, and there is a hint of moonlight in the rest. The light is calm, and there is something proud and calm that makes him feel strange, strange. Coincidentally.
Vaguely from then on, this contradictory woman of unknown origin put a gu in her heart, slowly, bit by bit, eating away at his heart until he could only hold her in his eyes. The more she is the only one, I feel that everything about her is a mystery, just like a winding path, marveling at every turn, this life can make people fascinated.
He smiled with interest in his eyes: "I really don't know, it turns out that my princess is so domineering. One such woman is enough for people to take it away. Should I still ask for trouble and provoke others? Said," his insightful gaze lifted slightly, "if I can do it, you must also do it."
The quiet words were followed by the elimination, and the elimination was a bit sharp. Qing Chen couldn't help but smile, touched the lake with one toe, and Ye Tianling raised his hand to support her.
Qing Chen shook his hand naturally, keeping his balance, playing with his heart, suddenly swept the lake water with his toes and splashed on him.
The water drops shed a crystal clear half arc in the sun. With Ye Tianling's skill, how could she succeed in this little trick, only the next flash made all the drops of water fall into the air, he lay on his back on the big stone and gently dragged her over.
Qing Chen screamed and was firmly held in his arms by him. The temperature of summer covered the stone, and a warm current was ironed on the back. Ye Tianling said lightly: "Why, don't you believe me?"
"No." Qing Chen only replied, then propped up, "Why are you hiding so fast?"
Ye Tianling couldn't help it, and smiled: "You are too slow, and you blame me for being too fast. It's really unreasonable."
The smoke wave in Qing Chen's eyes was light, and he curled his mouth to show suspicion: "How is it possible? As soon as my thoughts came up, you already avoided back."
Ye Tianling said leisurely: "The human body's meridians are intertwined and move the whole body. This is the simplest truth. Don't you know that your hands are exerting force when you turn that carefully?"
Qing Chen lay down on the rock curiously, enjoying the slightly hot warmth, like a cat with its paws away: "Will you teach me?"
Ye Tianling gently stretched out her hand and stroked her hair: "What are you going to learn?"
Qing Chen said: "Those I don't know, there are also archery, swordsmanship...many."
"It's very hard." Ye Tianling said lightly, holding her slender fingers, "This hand is better for playing the piano. Go, come and see with me."
Qing Chen followed him all the way to the Si Xue Pavilion, stepped into the room, and saw Zhang Guqin quietly beside the window. She was quite surprised and stepped forward to caress carefully.
Naqin is simple, elegant and upright. Yangtong is round for the face, Yinzi is square for the bottom, the sky is round, and Yin and Yang call for harmony. The front of the piano is wide and the back is narrow, the bottom is like Liuhe, and the upper part corresponds to the heavens of the week. The dragon pond is eight winds. The phoenix pool gathers four qi. Refreshing air. She exclaimed: "Good piano!"
"Do you like it?" Ye Tianling said, "I said I wanted to find you the'Yi Chi Bo'. After searching for it for half a year, I knew that the piano was in the collection of Jiangzhou Xi's house. If you are willing to sell it, it’s not easy to be loved. I wonder if you like this one?"
Qing Chen lightly moved his fingers across the strings, like a dragon chanting low, like a phoenix, bringing out a clear and round string sound, only to feel that this piano is so pleasing to his heart, and quietly sighed: "I like it very much. "
Ye Tianling smiled and said: "Then I didn't bother to think about it. I really didn't expect so much attention to making piano."
"You did it?" Qing Chen was surprised again.
"Why, doesn't it look like?" Ye Tianling smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth.
Qing Chen's eyes reflected his drowning tenderness: "Then this piano is precious."
Ye Tianling smiled and said, "Qin doesn't have a name yet."
Qing Chen pondered for a moment, and when he stepped to the case, he spread out the paper and moistened the ink and wrote the word "Zheng Yin", and then wrote:
The tongs of Qishan have their shape and the silk of ice and snow.
Ye Tianling stood beside her, holding her slender waist with one hand, and holding her pen in the other, and continued:
The lofty soul, and the temperament, the autumn of the broad cold, the eternal clearness.
One soft and one sharp, one stroke and one edge, a faint ink fragrance fell on the plain paper that was as slippery as spring ice. In the essence of the spirit, there was a trace of unruffled arrogance, sharpness and darkness. Qing Chen smiled slightly: "They all say that my words are like yours."
Ye Tianling looked at it, "Well, it's better than when I first saw it."
Qing Chen put down the pen: "You made fun of me and ignored you."
Ye Tianling held her tightly, and said with a smile: "Then you go and see where you go."
Qing Chen was angry and funny: "Do you think I really can't go?"
Ye Tianling chuckled in her ear, but faintly but confidently said: "When you go to the end of the world, I will catch you back. You will never think about it for the rest of your life."
Qing Chen calmed down in his arms and sighed quietly: "Fourth brother, as long as you belong to me for one day, I won't leave."
Ye Tianling was silent and thoughtful, staring at her with a deep quiet look for a long time.