It turned out that the woman in red was actually a princess of the Tuerhu tribe. Her name was Qi Ji. Ao Lang was secretly shocked, but he also admired her.
The next day, at dawn, Ao Lang carried Qi Ji Ge Ge and hurried through the desert. A short while later, there were signs of human habitation in front of them. Ao Lang said," We're here. Do you know the way?"”
"It really is my Tuerhu tribe! You really kept your word. This princess will reward you heavily.”Qi Ji snorted.
"No, I've been away from home for too long. I'm afraid that my family will worry, so I'll leave too. Ge Ge, go home quickly." Ao Lang turned around and left before turning his eyes and smiling.
Qi Ji furrowed his brows, and an indescribable loneliness surged in his heart. He stood there as if his feet were filled with lead water, staring blankly at Ao Lang's long back that was reflected on the yellow sand under the scorching sun.
"Qi Jige, could it be that you can't bear to part with me?”Ao Lang took a few steps and turned around to look. He couldn't help but laugh.
"You! You're courting death!" Qi Ji flew into a rage out of humiliation and said angrily.
"See you again!" Ao Lang laughed as unruly as ever and left without looking back.
"Who wants to meet you again? Hmph!" Qi Ji mumbled as he walked towards the tribe.
Ao Lang walked alone in the sandstorm. He did not particularly miss Qi Ji. He treated it as if he had completed his mission and let this matter go. There was someone he cared about in his heart. Earlier, when he was bickering with Qi Ji, he didn't feel that time had passed easily. Now, he was alone. There was no one in the vast yellow sand. His heart was lonely and sad.
Ao Lang sat down on the big tree where he had rested last night. He couldn't help but take out the white jade hairpin from his pouch. He looked at it carefully and actually shed tears. His tears fell on the lotus flower on the white jade hairpin, as clear as dewdrops.
Ao Lang missed her so much that he started humming again,
Only because the painting is deep and the book is yellow/
The pears are white and the snow is white.
The beauty of another lifetime is like the frown of a beautiful woman/
The mountain mist is far away, and I ask the tune how many times it is quiet and hazy/
Holding your hand, I drink in the rainy night
Let the green pond flood with cool air
A tune of love and affection falls on the bridge/
The memories in amber no longer make me hesitate/
The moon is about to set/The sky is like water/
The small characters on the red paper can't be compared with the drunkenness of love
The clear shadow in Dukang wine is the poem of the ancients/
Outside the misty rain, I sing Regretless/
Flowers fall/Dreams break/
I hold the breeze in my hand, waiting for you to be free from confusion/
Looking back thousands of times/
Is it wrong to see you smile?
Love is so vague/I don't know if you've ever cared about these/
Aolang Qing's tears flowed down as he raised his flute and played. For a moment, he was desolate and sorrowful as he lingered in the desert. The wind and sand stopped, and he felt heartbroken.
Rong Ruo, Xie 'er, Chen Weisong, and Gu Zhenguan left the Ming Mansion. They chatted all the way and unknowingly arrived at Futing Waterside Pavilion. Looking up, he saw a tall flag fluttering in the wind. The words "Futing Waterside Pavilion" were written on it. The strokes were elegant and old, quite like the Wang family's legacy.
Everyone walked slowly. The outermost perimeter of the waterside pavilion was led by bamboo, winding and winding. However, on a summer day, it was quite cool to walk inside. It could be seen that the owner was meticulous. The bamboo forest was paved with rainbow-colored pebbles. They were soaked in water vapor and became more exquisite and transparent. It was very cool under his feet. The four of them slowed down their pace and carefully enjoyed it. They walked around a few thick green bamboos and suddenly felt a fragrant wind blowing on their faces. They could hear the murmuring of water in their ears, like the sound of jewelry.
He saw a lotus pond in front of him. The lotus flowers in the fields revealed their beauty in the wind. One shop was a few miles long, without any obstruction, and it was endless. The lotus pond was surrounded by fragrant trees of various colors, lush and lush, dotted with a few jumping orioles, singing the noise of the late summer.
"People say that the green lotus covers the water, and the hibiscus drapes in red. However, this water hibiscus is snow-white and more precious than vermilion.”Xie 'er said leisurely as she looked at the lotus pond in the cool breeze.
The pond was covered in green smoke, and a few bowls of white snow curled up. As the wind blew, it was as if one could hear the crisp sound of ice petals knocking against each other, and the slight sound lingered around one's eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body.
"Hehe, this little brother is quite observant. Indeed, this slim, down, fully bloomed, half-shy, budding, were all white. Looking at this taste, the owner of the waterside pavilion must have a zen heart.”Chen Weisong sighed.
"Yes, you're right. Lotus to pure white as the first, the rest are second.”Rong Ruo admired the refined scenery in front of her.
"I can't interrupt you guys, hehe. Since you are so appreciative, let's quickly get to know the owner of this waterside pavilion.”Gu Zhenguan did not wait for the three of them and walked forward.
"This Liang Fen…Haha." Rong Ruo smiled and followed with Xie 'er, followed by Chen Weisong.
Passing through the flowers and willows, stroking the rocks and leaning against the spring, the four of them finally arrived in front of the lotus pond they had seen earlier. A pond of water lotuses lay across the river. They walked for such a long time, standing on the other side and looking at the other side. It was as if they were looking at their previous life in this life. The water in the pond swayed until it almost touched the tip of their toes. Accompanied by the faint lotus wind, everyone was intoxicated.
Xie 'er carried Rong Ruo and pointed to the waterside pavilion in the middle of the pond. She said in surprise," Cousin, look, that pavilion is similar to the Lushui Pavilion. They stand alone in the clear water." Like the wings of a waterbird."
"Hehe. I'm not sure. It was indeed somewhat similar. Looking at this waterside pavilion, it was much bigger than our Lushui Pavilion.”Rong Ruo replied and looked over. The lotus pond was quite wide and there was no boat. How could he cross it?
Just as they were hesitating, a wooden boat pushed out from the lotus leaf that was taller than a person's head. The lotus leaf moved and the leaves trembled, revealing the bow of the boat. When the entire boat appeared, they saw that the boat was being pushed by a boatwoman dressed in blue printed cloth. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate eyes and beautiful eyes. Her long braids were tied with a red hair rope, and she was bare-footed. She was laughing as she pushed the oar and headed towards the shore. Everyone sighed. Her whole body was plain but she was tied with a red hair rope. She was still laughing and laughing. Although it was conflicting, she was in the green mountains and rivers, creating a sentimental feeling.
"Are you Young Master Nalan?" The boatwoman approached the shore but did not get off the boat. She only asked from afar.
"I am." Rong Ruo stepped forward and bowed.
"My master said that only after Young Master has filled in a small order and passed Master's eyes can this servant bring everyone over.”The boatwoman smiled and said," Young Master Nalan and all the distinguished guests, this servant will first go to other places to pick up the guests. After half an incense stick of time, I will come back to pick up the lyrics.”
After saying that, the boat lady held the pole and disappeared into the lotus leaves. The boat trembled and soon disappeared.
"That won't take Rong Ruo an incense stick's worth of time.”Gu Zhenguan fanned himself and laughed, unexpectedly more confident than Rong Ruo.
Rong Ruo humbly declined, then paced back and forth, weighing her words.
There are brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the shore. It seems that a moment's effort has been made. So he picked up his pen and wrote on the silk book:
The jade pendants on the wizardry are no longer embroidered with colorful clothes, and the red dress is tied up opposite each other. Lotus Root Silk Wind sent Ling Bo off, then lowered his head and discussed softly. A kind of deep love, very bitter heart, pulse back to the setting sun.
The color and fragrance are all gone, and the moon is in the small silver pond. Peach roots and peach leaves are always together, accompanied by hospitality, double night mandarin ducks. Wild rice floating residual, heavy clouds suddenly black, with a dream to send.
"A bunch of flowers?" Ode to the Twin Lotuses
After writing, Gu Zhenguan and Chen Weisong snatched it away.
"To share a dream…what a good phrase!”Gu Zhenguan sighed after reading it.
"He lowered his head and spoke softly…It was a deep feeling, and his heart was very bitter…Using the lotus as an analogy, it was difficult to distinguish between people and lotuses, vivid and unique. It's indeed a good poem!" Chen Weisong chanted for a long time and finally praised.
"The two of you praise me too much.”Rong Ruo humbly gave in.
"Rong Ruoci is really catching up to the Latter Ruler and riding on a small mountain. Yet you are still so humble. It is rare." Chen Weisong smiled.
"Brother Qinian, you praise me too much." Rong Ruoqian said," At that time, when it came to poetry, Brother Qiannian followed the path of Xin Jiaxuan, and Zhu Sha was close to Jiang Baishi. The two of you could be considered masters of a generation. Rong Ruoqian was just a small fry, so how could he dare to talk about poetry?”
"Brother Rong Ruo, don't be so modest. His brother's golden mouth was not for ordinary people!”Gu Zhenguan said with a smile.
"Laughing so happily, all the young masters have received a good poem!”Just as they were chatting and laughing, the boatwoman suddenly appeared from the lotus leaves and greeted them with a smile.
After a while, the boat reached the shore. The boat lady got off the boat and walked to Rong Ruo and the other three. She smiled and said," Young Master Nalan, are you done?"”
"Here." Xie 'er quickly handed it to the boatwoman.
" This young master is so handsome…" The boat lady took the handkerchief and hid it in her sleeve without looking at it carefully. She looked at Xie 'er and giggled. She even threw a handful of lotus seeds over, looking very affectionate.
Gu Zhenguan smiled." The boat moves on the lake, and the autumn light shines. I am eager to see the young people believe in the boat's flow. For no reason across the water to throw lotus seeds, far away people know half a day shame.①”
The boatwoman did not blush shyly. Instead, she smiled brightly and said," I'll leave this carriage with my master first. I'll be back soon." Young masters, please wait here for a moment. This servant has neglected you.”
The boatwoman put away her handkerchief and got on the boat. She held the pole and rowed back to the waterside pavilion.
The small boat sailed through the water. The boatwoman rowed for a while and soon arrived at the waterside pavilion in the pond. She took out Master Nalan's handkerchief, tied a knot, and threw it to the shore. The servant girl on the shore stretched out her hand to catch it and laughed again.
"Shui Yun, why aren't you taking this treasure and asking for a reward from Master?”The boatwoman on the boat threw her handkerchief and smiled at the girl on the shore.
"Yes, Sister Hongyi. Sister will go now." The girl called Shui Yun was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She took the silk and rushed up to the water pavilion.
"This child. Haha." When Hong Yi saw Shui Yun run back to her master, she sat at the bow of the ship and waited while peeling lotus seeds to eat.
Shui Yun jogged all the way, stepping on the wooden steps until they creaked. In a flash, she reached the top floor of the pavilion.
"Young miss, young miss, the treasure is here, hurry!”Shui Yun went up the wooden steps and ran straight towards a young woman in the pavilion.
"Slow down, be careful." The young lady saw her impatience and quickly came up to her.
"Miss, look." Shui Yun quickly handed him the handkerchief.
The young lady was half happy and half shy. Her watery eyes fell on the silk. The small characters were clear and elegant, and the words were light and elegant. She recognized at a glance that it was the style of the Nalan Young Master Chu Henan.
She held the silk in her hands and her mind was in a state of turmoil. She unconsciously paced back and forth in the pavilion. Sometimes, she would put the silk against her heart, and sometimes, she would take it out and recite it repeatedly. She looked naive and charming.
"Miss, Young Master Nalan is still waiting to return.”Shui Yun saw the young miss's dazed appearance and quickly pursed her lips into a smile.
"Hmm?" After she reminded her, the young lady came back to her senses." That's right, it's Young Master Nalan. Ask Hongyi to invite him over quickly. You and the girls go downstairs and prepare some good tea."”
"Yes, Miss." Shui Yun hurriedly went downstairs, but she smiled as she thought of something and stepped back." Miss, I heard from Sister Hongyi that Young Master Nalan is very handsome, hehe. She also said that Master Nalan had an even more handsome young master by his side.”
"Shui Yun, don't be shy, hurry up and go.”The young miss's face instantly turned red as she hurriedly rebuked.
" Yes, yes, yes, Miss…" Shui Yun jumped down the stairs and returned to Red Shirt.
Hong Yi received the message and rowed the boat back to pick up Nalan and the others.
The boat once again reached the shore. The Nalan people were already a little impatient and rested under the tree, fanning themselves. Seeing that the boat lady had arrived, Gu Zhenguan quickly stood up and greeted," Good girl, did your master take it too seriously?”
"Too much, too much……this servant is not allowed to bring everyone here?”The boatwoman smiled in response, then raised her pole, signaling for them to board the boat.
Chen Weisong and Gu Zhenguan immediately boarded the small boat and extended their hands to greet Rong Ruo and Xie 'er.
"Come, cousin." Rong Ruo helped Xie 'er up, smiled at each other, and boarded the boat together.
The four of them sat on both sides of the boat. The boat was very low, and they could touch the water beside the boat with their hands. The lotus wind was slightly intoxicating, and it was cool and refreshing. The boatwoman held the pole in front of her and sang,
Langjun, oh Langjun, find me the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Mandarin ducks, one to fly, one to swim, not too small, not too big.
Mandarin ducks should be five-colored, colorful feathers through the clear waves.
Don't embroider the tip of your shoes, lest you wear them when you walk.
It even had to be matched with a red lotus flower.
The lotus heart is made of gold thread, and the lotus petals are made of cinnabar.
Langjun…
The song was passionate and unrestrained. Everyone felt very carefree and intoxicated when they heard it. It was like a folk song, but also like a white song. It was so lively that it lingered in the green mountains and clear water, and a few beautiful flowers blossomed.
Such beautiful lyrics, such a distant song, let the mountains and rivers become matchmakers, the mountains silent, quietly protecting the two sides of the water; The flowing water did not speak, but silently read the reflection of the mountain. It was much purer, more graceful, and more moving than all worldly things.
"Cousin, have you heard of such a poem?”As Xie 'er listened to such a song, she looked forward to the ordinary days of eating bowls and chopsticks in the mountains and rivers. She couldn't help but be more attached to the gentle and tolerant man beside her. She chanted softly," The autumn waters of the South Lake are smokeless at night. Can you take the opportunity to flow straight to the sky?" For the time being, I borrowed the moonlight from Dongting Lake and took a boat to buy wine beside the white clouds.”
"Yes, this is Li Taibai's poem. Xie 'er likes his poems?" Rong Ruo tilted her head slightly and asked tenderly.
"No, I only like this one.”Xie 'er replied with a smile.
"Why this one?" Rong Ruo had always appreciated Xie 'er's unique insights, so she listened attentively.
" Reciting such a poem, it's as if you've already slept by the river, opened your eyes in the grass house where the sun had just broken through, and peacefully began your day's livelihood. The rain hit the moss, the moon hid in the wind, feeling the feeling of the mountain; The birds chirped in the spring stream, and the laurel mountain was empty, breathing the breath of water. At night, a pool of broken stars was gathered, the mountain stood like a harp, and the water curled up to make a string sound. Although such days were ordinary and simple, they were peaceful and natural. Li Bai's poems were more chivalrous than Tao Yuanming's, and it made people feel more carefree and carefree.”Xie 'er said happily.
"I didn't think that Younger Cousin Rong Ruo would have such unique insights. This old man is actually feeling guilty, hehe.”Gu Zhenguan was already very fond of this red-lipped and white-toothed little brother. Now that he heard his mature and unique views, he felt even more close to him.
"Indeed, Rong Ruo, this cousin of yours, at such a young age, has understood the truth that some people might not be able to understand in their entire lives. In the morning, I clean up the waste and return home with a hoe. It's really rare." Chen Weisong praised.
"Xie 'er, do you really think so?”However, Rong Ruo could hear the deep thoughts even more than them. Cousin wanted to live in seclusion with him in the countryside and be an ordinary couple. She disdained to live a life of wealth and splendor in the palace and only wanted to return with him.
"Cousin, you know me." Xie 'er said.
"The wind and moon are clear, how can they be as beautiful as the green mountains and green waters?”Rong Ruo nodded emotionally.
Hong Yi listened carefully. She admired Nalan Xingde and his little brother very much. She thought of her Miss, who was like them, who despised wealth and glory and only wanted to be carefree. This year's Veranda Lotus Appreciation Festival was organized by the young miss on behalf of the old master. It was naturally unique. The young miss loved elegance and had an extremely noble character. She admired the famous scholar in the capital, Nalan Gongzi. Every time there was a new word in the market, she would always make the servant do everything possible to copy it and play with it day and night. When she heard that Young Master Nalan would also attend the gathering, even though she did not say it, Hong Yi understood that all this trouble was actually for Young Master Nalan alone.
"This Young Master Nalan has an extraordinary appearance and his writing is perfect. However, the few people beside him are also the best in the world. They are elegant and graceful, especially this little brother. Not only is his appearance like a painting, but his thoughts are also very close to Miss. If I want to choose, I might as well choose this little brother. Hehe, although I'm not good at elegant words, looking at this handsome face day and night, I've earned a lifetime.”Hong Yi laughed heartily. Her laughter was accompanied by the wind, and it was enchanting and passionate.
Rong Ruo and Xie 'er couldn't help but smile at each other. The green landscape was instantly dyed red.
"Hehehe, young masters, this servant's vulgar singing has made everyone laugh.”Red Shirt smiled again." We're just ahead. The famous and nameless, talented and untalented young masters in the capital are already chatting and laughing in the hall.”
"Oh? Was that so? Since they are all here, why did they make things difficult for our Nalan?”Gu Zhenguan asked.
"Of course, your Young Master Nalan is different from others.”Hong Yi pursed her lips and smiled.
"There's such a thing? It's clearly your master who is greedy for Rong Ruo's good words.”Gu Zhenguan laughed out loud.
"That's understandable. Hongyi only needs to send you there and doesn't care about anything else. Get off the boat! We're waiting for you." Hong Yi laughed and laughed as the boat docked. When everyone had disembarked from the boat, there were already maids in front of them who came forward to welcome them.
"Young masters, please follow me." Shui Yun bowed gracefully and led them towards the hall of the waterside pavilion.
(1) From Huangfu Song's "Picking Lotus Seeds" of the Tang Dynasty.
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