Lu Chengfeng ordered the guards to retreat, then looked at Yang Yun and Little Ling and said hesitantly,""Good qinggong, I've lived in Cloud Returning Manor for decades, but I've never seen anyone with such qinggong!”After he finished speaking, he looked at the two of them curiously. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew that his Qinggong just now was not even comparable to his master, Medicine Master Huang. It was just that he was unwilling to admit it!
Yang Yun smiled and said,"You flatter me, Manor Lord!"”
Lu Chengfeng smiled and said," Young heroes, you are too modest. Your lightness skills are indeed the best in the world!"”After a pause, he continued,"My surname is Lu. I was just able to listen to the clear music played by this girl, and the dust in my chest disappeared." That's why I took the liberty to invite you. Because my legs are inconvenient, I can't welcome you. Please don't blame me!”
Yang Yun replied,"Villa Lord Lu, this junior's surname is Yang and my name is Yun. This is my wife Ling 'er!"”He then pointed at Little Ling.
"Young Hero Yang, Madam Yang, could you come to the manor for a chat?" Lu Chengfeng asked with a smile.”
Yang Yun took Xiao Ling's hand and said,"Thank you, Villa Lord!"”
"Please follow me, young heroes!" Lu Chengfeng said.”After saying that, the guard beside him lifted Lu Chengfeng up and walked into the island. Yang Yun and Little Ling quickly followed behind him!
After passing through a row of trees in front of the island, they saw a large manor in front of them. After crossing a large stone bridge, they arrived in front of the manor. There was a young man in a long robe standing there. He looked like the fisherman. When the young man saw Yang Yun and the others, he quickly walked up to Lu Chengfeng and bowed,""Father!"
Lu Chengfeng nodded and smiled." Guan Ying, these two young friends are my honored guests. Please go and make the arrangements!"”"Young Hero Yang, Madam Yang, this is my unfilial son Guan Ying!"”
"Brother Lu!" Yang Yun cupped his hands.
Lu Guanying was secretly surprised when Lu Chengfeng introduced him. His father was usually kind, but he was very arrogant. Today, he called Lu Chengfeng a young friend. It was obvious that Lu Chengfeng must have a powerful background or had just learned martial arts. He quickly bowed to Yang Yun and said,"I am Lu Guanying. Greetings, Young Master Yang and Madam Yang!”
"You're welcome, Brother Lu!" Yang Yun smiled at Lu Guanying.”
Lu Guanying nodded with a smile, then bowed to Lu Chengfeng and said,""Father, I will go prepare the guest rooms for Young Master Yang and Madam Yang.”After he finished speaking, he bowed to Yang Yun and left respectfully after Lu Chengfeng nodded his head.
Yang Yun looked at Lu Guanying's back and had a good impression of him. "Young Hero Yang, please follow me!" Lu Chengfeng said.”
Along the way, Yang Yun and Little Ling kept looking around at the decorations on the road. Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the Peach Blossom Island. They passed through the fake mountains and arrived at a courtyard. Lu Chengfeng beckoned Yang Yun and Little Ling to go in, then excused himself and said that he was going to change his clothes before leaving. Yang Yun and Xiao Ling passed through the screen and saw the door of the study open. They walked in and saw a dazzling array of books and classics. There were many bronze and jade ware on the coffee table, which seemed to be antiques. There was an ink painting on the wall. It was a middle-aged scholar standing in the courtyard on a moonlit night, holding the hilt of his sword and looking up at the sky with a lonely expression. On the upper left corner was a poem: "Last night the cold cricket kept chirping. It was already the third watch when I woke up from my dream. I got up and walked alone around the steps. People are quiet, the moon outside the curtain is dim, white hair is fame. The old mountain pine and bamboo are old, blocking the way home. I want to give my heart to Yao Zheng. There are few bosom friends. Who can listen to the broken strings?”
This poem was Yue Fei's " Small Heavy Mountain ". Yang Yun had learned this poem before, so he was naturally not unfamiliar with it. Therefore, he and Little Ling began to appreciate it seriously! He was savoring the deep meaning contained in Yue Fei's words.
Not long after, Yang Yun noticed that a few people were approaching from outside. It must be Lu Chengfeng, so he retracted his gaze and looked outside the door. Sure enough, he saw a few servants carrying Lu Chengfeng in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yang Yun and Little Ling standing in front of the picture. He asked Yang Yun,""Young Master Yang, how is this painting?”
Yang Yun did not refuse and replied,"Then I'll make a fool of myself.”After saying that, he turned to look at the painting on the wall and said,"This painting is Yue Wumu's 'Small Mountain'. It perfectly portrays his empty ambition, but his depression of having nowhere to put it to use, and Yue Fei's feelings of being ostracized by Zhao Gou, Qin Fei, and the others in the imperial court, resulting in him having a hard time finding a soulmate. However, the phrase 'white hair is for fame' should be to avoid suspicion and conceal one's identity. Back then, the ministers and ministers of the court wanted to negotiate peace with the Jin people, but Yue Fei insisted on it, but unfortunately, no one listened to him.‘If there are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings? It was said that these two sentences were referring to this matter. It was a feeling of helplessness and depression, but it was not to openly oppose the imperial court. When the manor lord painted, he seemed to be filled with resentment and grievance. Although his brush was vigorous, it was sharp as if he was going to fight to the death with his enemy. It was slightly different from Yue Wumu's original intention when he was worried about the country. In addition, I have heard people say that if the brush and ink are too powerful and lack the meaning of roundness, it cannot be said to be an extremely high realm.”
Yang Yun's words were mostly based on Huang Rong's explanation in the original work and the teacher's explanation when he was learning this poem. However, other than Xiao Ling, no one else knew about this. Hearing Yang Yun's words, Lu Chengfeng let out a long sigh. His expression was sad and he did not speak for a long time. Yang Yun knew that Lu Chengfeng was thinking of Medicine Master Huang, so he didn't disturb him. After a while, Lu Chengfeng came back to his senses and looked at Yang Yun with a smile,""Young Master Yang, I'm older than you by a few years. If you don't mind, you can call me elder brother!”
Yang Yunxin said,"Brother, if you knew that I was a Celestial Being expert, you probably wouldn't dare to say that!"”However, Yang Yun knew that he had good intentions. Coupled with his relationship with Huang Rong, Yang Yun agreed."Alright, I'll call you Brother Lu!”
"Good, good, good!" Lu Chengfeng said happily.”Then he sighed again." You've only seen through my feelings today. You can really say that you're my best friend in my life." As for the pen and ink being too aggressive, that is a big problem that I can't change. Thank you for your advice, but I'm afraid I can't change it.”After saying that, he turned around and instructed the servants behind him,"You guys go down and prepare a sumptuous feast. Tonight, I want to entertain Brother Yang and Sister-in-law!”
Lu Chengfeng continued," Brother Yang, you are so proficient in painting and calligraphy. It seems that you have a long family history. May I know who your father is?"”
Hearing that, Yang Yun didn't know how to answer, and his mood dropped. Little Ling, who was standing beside him, quickly grabbed Yang Yun's hands and gave him a bright smile. Then, she said to Lu Chengfeng,""Villa Head Lu, Brother Yun is an orphan and was raised by Master since he was young.”
When Lu Chengfeng saw that Yang Yun's expression was not right, he knew that he might have said something wrong. Now that he heard Little Ling's words, he immediately understood and apologized to Yang Yun,""Brother Yang, I'm sorry!"
Yang Yun put away his low mood and shook his head casually."It's okay. I'm already used to it!”However, his words were filled with helplessness and sadness!
Lu Chengfeng could hear the bitterness in Yang Yun's words, but he didn't know how to persuade him. He could only shake his head helplessly and let out a long sigh. Then, he thought of his master, Medicine Master Huang! Xiaoling didn't know how to persuade Yang Yun. After all, this was already a sore spot in his heart. Unless he found an answer, any other persuasion would have no substantial effect, so she stopped persuading him. She only held Yang Yun's big hand tightly and warmed him with her own warmth!
During the banquet, Yang Yun and Xiao Ling chatted with Lu Chengfeng about poems and current affairs of the world from time to time. The meal lasted for nearly four hours. After dinner, Yang Yun and Xiao Ling returned to their rooms to rest. Since Yang Yun had told Lu Chengfeng that he and Xiao Ling were husband and wife, they had only prepared a guest room. When they entered the room, Xiao Ling was a little shy and also had an unspeakable bitterness. Yang Yun had seen all of this, so he closed the door and pulled Xiao Ling into his arms. Without giving her a chance to speak, he sealed her lips and only released her after a long while. At this time, Xiao Ling's face was already red, and she was pissed off, but she still retained a trace of rationality."We can't do this, we can't…"
The rest of her words were blocked by Yang Yun's hand. Yang Yun lowered his head and leaned against her ear, sucking on one of her earlobes, and said softly,"Who said that?"
Little Ling was relieved when she heard that, but the bitterness in her heart became even stronger. However, Yang Yun suddenly smiled evilly and said,"Ling 'er, although we can't do that tonight, the rest is still possible, right?”After saying that, he picked her up and threw her on the bed. Then, he pounced on her and pulled the cover over her. One by one, clothes flew out of the bed and fell to the ground. Soon, moans and coquettish sounds came from the bed, and the bed kept shaking…
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