"For example, the first time you entered hell on earth?”
"Yes, it has something to do with the 'perfection' that I pursue. Now, it seemed that he had to give up as much as possible. Sometimes, an empty cup was also a state of progress. In my early years, I was extremely envious of the Poet Immortal Tai Bai. I really wanted to travel around the world with my sword and meet a Poet Saint like Du Fu. It's a pity that I started to be passionate about national affairs for no reason. In fact, I don't understand the affairs of the court at all. At the Youth Poetry Meet a few years ago, the young poets jokingly called me the 'Poet God' or 'Prince Poet'. If I had been focused on literary creation at that time, I would have been a first-class poet and literary giant!”
"Lord Anping, I believe you. You are full of talent and imagination. Your quick thinking and poetic mood are rare in the First Imperial Kingdom of the East.”
"Ah Chuan, I believe it too. Well, such a scene, can not be without poetry. I'm touched by the scene. Ah Chuan, sister, I read a poem that came to my mind.”
Long Anping looked at his shy sister Long Xiangjue and the expectant Jin Xiaochuan, and said in a bright voice,"
The moon's stream is blue in the cloud-sky,
It grew in the Thousand-island Lake.
I do not have to be a visitor on the summit,
On a forked road I seek the Peach Blossom;
Flowers and trees congeal their shadows,
Clouds float in the sky, strange rocks idle;
The forest waves listen to the shepherd's flute,
Butterfly Spring knocks on the jade plate;
The wind is clear, I hear birds singing,
Red clouds confuse purple smoke;
The stars are bright, poems boil wine,
Drunken dreams are not of the world;
On a boat with a dragon's roar,
"Brother, you have to learn from Tao Yuanming!”
"Lord Anping, your poems have the immortal aura of the Grand White Poet Fairy. Perhaps this poem will make you famous in the future!”
"Brother, the lyric narrative poem that you created,'Misty Rain Jiangnan Younger Sister,' in my opinion, is a precedent in the literary world. No one has ever written such a lyric narrative poem before!”
"Sister Jue, do you also like literature?”
"No, I don't. I'm just a reader of my brother's.”
"Sister Jue, you can cultivate your interest in literature.”
"I don't like to write. I'm stupid."
"Ah Chuan, my sister has made a lot of sacrifices for me.”
"Lord Anping, you have a good sister. I'm so envious!”
"Badong Ronin, let's not talk about this. I'm tired from walking today. Let's go to the Apricot Curtain Restaurant to have a drink and quench my thirst.”
The thick clouds were split open by the purple-blue lightning. Thunder rumbled, one sound after another. Lightning and thunder intertwined, giving people a soul-stirring shock. Purple-blue lightning flashed, followed by the sound of thunder.
Thunderstorm. A thunderstorm.
The hot and humid air was instantly dispersed by the pouring thunderstorm. Arrow-like raindrops crisscrossed on the roof and glass windows, wantonly and violently. The house seemed to be swaying and tangling in the raging waves. The glass seemed to have shattered, and it moaned loudly.
The Long family's courtyard was like a piece of Wang Yang, but it was more like a lone sail on Wang Yang. Jin Xiaochuan and the elders of the Long Family were sitting in the living room. There was no television to watch, no Ddd sound, lightning and heavy rain almost destroyed the warm atmosphere of family life.
The wind was a little cold. Madame Long asked with concern,"Ah Chuan, do you want to put on more clothes?"”Jin Xiaochuan hurriedly said," Auntie, I don't need extra clothes. I'm in great health!"”Madame Long had already turned to Long Xiangjue and said," Jue 'er, go and get your Brother Ping's clothes for Ah Chuan."”Long Xiangjue quickly agreed and went upstairs.
Madame Long smiled and said," Ah Chuan, you're about the same size as Anping. As for Huangfu, he's a little taller than you and Anping. Looking at the three of you, needless to say, I'm happy!”
"Mister Huangfu is slightly stronger than Lord Anping.”
As he spoke, Long Xiangjue had already brought the clothes over. Long Anping took the clothes and put them on Jin Xiaochuan. Jin Xiaochuan's heart was in a mess as he draped his clothes over his body. He sighed softly.
Long Anping sat down next to his mother, Madam Long, and smiled." It's quite stuffy in the morning, but at night, with the thunderstorm, it's not stuffy or hot anymore. It's cool."”
Madame Long followed up with another topic." The weather isn't normal either. If we keep going like this, there might be a flood. The rain during the Kangxi and Qianlong years was heavy, and the flood that year flooded many places.”
"Auntie, the lightning strikes tonight are also strange.”Jin Xiaochuan felt depressed. He was afraid that something strange was about to happen. He felt a cold wind blowing from all directions, making him shiver. "What's going to happen in the Long residence?”
"Thunder is also a normal phenomenon. Ah Chuan, are you superstitious?”
"Ping 'er, I've been having nightmares for the past few nights, and my heart feels uncomfortable.”
"Brother, I've been having strange dreams these past few nights. I'm a little scared!”
"Mom, sister, don't have anything on your mind that you can't let go of. The bad things were already in the past, what was there to worry about?!”
"Anping, you don't look well!”Long Anping's father, Long Zhanran, who had been silent all this while, finally spoke. His face was filled with worry and exhaustion.
"Ping Er, Mom is always worried about you!”
"Mom, I'm fine. I'll apply for a business license in a few days. We'll also open a shop, so that you won't always have to worry about it.”
"Ah Chuan, help me keep an eye on Anping. This child of mine is stubborn. He has a dead set mind. What he wants to do must be done thoroughly. He suffered because of his temper and personality.”
"Auntie, you're spoiling Lord Anping!”Jin Xiaochuan smiled. However, Jin Xiaochuan's smile was extremely pale.
" Tonight will decide Lord Anping's fate…" Looking at such a good family and thinking about how Huangfu Jiang had saved his life, Jin Xiaochuan was indeed caught between a rock and a hard place. After hearing Madame Long's words, Jin Xiaochuan felt even more conflicted and uncomfortable.
"It's raining heavily tonight. It's better to rest early. Mom, Dad, Sister, Chuan and I are going upstairs to rest.”After saying that, Long Anping stood up and pulled the dispirited Jin Xiaochuan.
After Jin Xiaochuan greeted Long Zhanran and Madame Long, he looked at Long Xiangjue affectionately. There was an indescribable attachment and pain in his heart." Goodbye, Sister Jue. Goodbye, my dear…"
Jin Xiaochuan took advantage of the moment when Long Anping went downstairs to serve noodles to take out his phone and whispered,""Boss, I'm Ah Chuan."
"Oh, Ah Chuan, where are you now?”
"Boss, I'm at the Long Family. Should we proceed with the original plan?"
"Yes, we will definitely follow the original plan. He had to find the letter Luo Fengpo sent to An Ping and hand it over to the head of the Embroidered Robes Department, Hua Xiuming, immediately. Do you understand?"
"I've already received Luo Fengpo's letter to Anping and also found Anping's reply to Luo Fengpo. I'll do as you say."
"Ah Chuan, after this is done, I'll reward you heavily!”
"Boss, there's no need to reward me. However, after this, I will return to Badong. Boss, my heart is really uncomfortable…"
"Ah Chuan, I don't feel good either. Sigh, for Princess Di, I have no choice but to do this. I know you have a lot of feelings for Anping's family. Alright, you can go back to Badong after this.”
"Yes, thank you for your grace, Boss!"
Jin Xiaochuan turned off his phone and tried his best to close his eyes, afraid that he would see another world when he opened his eyes. Her throat was choked with sobs, and her eyes felt a little moist. She wiped her eyes, only to see tears.
Hearing the clear sound of footsteps, Jin Xiaochuan quickly pulled himself together and started to recite the poem," 300 Tang Poems ".
Long Anping walked upstairs with a silver tray in his hand. When he arrived at the Roaring Dragon Pavilion, he said to Jin Xiaochuan,""Ah Chuan, come, let's each eat four poached eggs, two each. My mother cooked it herself. She told you to eat well and not miss home."
Jin Xiaochuan took the bowl and chopsticks, sat down, and said,""Auntie is so nice!"
"My mother also said that if you're willing, you can stay in our house. There are plenty of rooms."
"It's fine, Lord Anping. Thank you for your family's kindness. I'm ashamed. I hope I still have a chance to repay you. Tomorrow morning, I, I will leave. Lord Anping, can you send me off tomorrow morning?”
"Ah Chuan, why are you so sad? It's not like we can't meet each other. Do you think we can meet at the ends of the earth? Really…Come, eat. Spring seed fish and watermelon soup. The noodles taste especially good when you sip them!”
Although Long Anping felt a little sad, as his master, he had to endure it.
Jin Xiaochuan was staring at something, or perhaps nothing. After a while, he raised his head and glanced at Long Anping before lowering his head again. He muttered to himself,""Lord Anping, tell sister Jue that I will bury my love for her deep in my heart. Please tell Sister Jue that I might not get married in this life, and wait for her…"
It was Long Anping's turn to be dumbfounded. His eyes widened as he looked at the dejected Jin Xiaochuan. After a long time, his mouth finally closed. It was a little difficult to breathe, but Long Anping had to say something. He only spat out a few words,""Sigh, Ah Chuan, why bother?!”
" Lord Anping, don't make me look down on you.'Fahai doesn't understand love'…"
"Ah Chuan, think about it more..."
"I've thought enough. My heart is broken!”
"Ah Chuan, you're even more infatuated than me!”
"Lord Anping, do you have wine? I want to drink with you one last time…"
"The last time? Are you kidding me, Ah Chuan? What happened to you tonight?"
"Lord Anping, wine!"
Jin Xiaochuan's tears rolled down his cheeks.
Wine. February is red. Strong page wine.
Jin Xiaochuan and Long Anping began to drink with each other amidst the heavy atmosphere and teardrops.
Jin Xiaochuan, the Ronin of Badong, did not care and downed three large cups in a row.
Outside the window, the rain was even more violent.
Suddenly, the circuit was cut off, and the room was pitch black…
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