Hangzhou was the most famous ancient city in Jiangnan. It was beautiful, prosperous, and picturesque. In ancient times, Hangzhou was rich in rivers and lakes, rich in land and sea, rich in rare treasures, and rich in merchants. It can be said that it was an outstanding place. The great poet of the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi, wrote in his poem "Recalling Jiangnan":
The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the scenery is familiar. At sunrise, the red flowers on the river are brighter than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. Can I not recall Jiangnan?
I recall the south of the Yangtze River, but I recall Hangzhou most. In the mountain temple, I look for laurel seeds in the moon, and in the county pavilion, I look at the tide on my pillow. When will we visit again?
And the beauty of Hangzhou was all in West Lake." If you want to compare West Lake to West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable." West Lake had always been a place where poets and literati visited and wrote freely. There was no one who didn't visit Hangzhou in Jiangnan, and there was no one who didn't visit West Lake in Hangzhou.
Right now, on the road to West Lake, a young man was walking. Dressed in a blue robe, his figure was slender and upright. His hair was tied with a white handkerchief. His eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were bright. His handsome face had a hint of innocence and curiosity. He carried a long sword on his back and looked very simple.
This youth's surname was Chu and his first name was Feng. Chu Feng.
He walked slowly, but it suddenly started to drizzle. The pedestrians all dodged to avoid it. However, Chu Feng's expression turned joyful. He smiled and said," People say that 'a clear lake is not as good as a rainy lake'. I didn't expect to encounter a rainy lake on my first visit to West Lake. The heavens are really looking after me."”
He allowed the drizzle to fall on his shoulders and leisurely came to the lakeside. He saw the long dike lying on the waves. It was the Su dike in spring. The willow trees on the bank of the embankment, the gloomy green willow branches curved down to the surface of the lake, swaying gently in the breeze, swaying and drifting, reflecting the reflection of the lake.
There were six arch bridges on the embankment. Due to the drizzle, the color of the willows on the embankment was like smoke. The smoke and water were misty, covering the six arch bridges. It was indeed worthy of being called the Six Bridge Smoke Willow, just like a picture. From time to time, one could hear the chirping of orioles in the smoke and willow cage, which was beautiful and tactful.
In the distance, the mountains were empty and misty, with green and indigo, beautiful peaks and strange stones, and deep forests and valleys.
Chu Feng leaned against the railing and looked out, only to see the ripples on the lake surface. The lotus leaves were green, and the gentle lake breeze gently blew on his face, swirling with a hint of lotus fragrance. The most wonderful thing was that the lotus fragrance also contained a faint wine fragrance, making one drunk without drinking.
It turned out that there was a wine workshop on the shore of the lake called Qu Yuan. The fragrance of the wine was accompanied by the fragrance of the lotus. It was fresh and elegant. It was called Qu Yuan Feng He.
When Chu Feng saw this winery, he was instantly extremely excited. He immediately walked over with large strides. The closer he got to the winery, the more the fragrance of the wine assailed his nose, intoxicating his heart and mind.
"How sweet!" Chu Feng couldn't help but praise.
There were rows of wine jars in the winery, and each wine jar was wrapped in lotus leaves. It was very special.
"Buddy, sell me a pot of good wine!”Chu Feng shouted as soon as he entered the winery.
The tavern was guarded by an old shopkeeper and a young waiter.
When the waiter heard that Chu Feng wanted to sell wine, he asked with a smile,""Sir, our store's 'Wind Lotus Melody' is famous far and wide. How old do you want?" The so-called 'how many years old' referred to how many years it had been hidden.
"The older the better!" Chu Feng said.
"Alright!" The young man immediately picked up a wine jar and opened the lid. The fragrance of the wine immediately drifted out.
"Sir, how is this jar?" the young man asked.
Chu Feng took a whiff and shook his head.""This is only five years old.”
"Sir, you really know how to drink." The young man smiled as he took out another jar of wine and opened the lid. The fragrance of the wine was even more mellow.
"Sir, what about this jar?" the shop assistant asked again.
Chu Feng sniffed and shook his head,"This is only eight years old.”
"Sir, you really are a wine tasting person!" As the waiter spoke, he turned around and carefully took out a jar of wine. He opened the lid and smiled.
"Sir, what do you think of this jar?"
Chu Feng sniffed again and smiled, saying,""This is only ten years old.”
"Sir, this is the oldest in the store," the shop assistant said in astonishment.”
Chu Feng shook his head and smiled." It doesn't count, it doesn't count. There's another jar here that's thirty years old."”
"Thirty years old?" The shop assistant was dumbfounded. How could it be? The oldest thing in the store was ten years old. How could it be thirty years old?”
"Waiter, just tell me how much silver you want. I won't give you less!" Chu Feng laughed.”
"Please don't misunderstand. We really don't have any thirty-year-old ones. Actually, ten-year-old ones are also top-grade.”
"Waiter, as the saying goes, good wine is the best for one's friends. Why do you have to hide treasures and waste such a jar of good wine?”Chu Feng still insisted.
"It's not that I can't bear to part with it, but the store really doesn't have…" the shop assistant said with a bitter face.
At this moment, the old shopkeeper who had been silent all this while walked over and cupped his hands towards Chu Feng."What a good phrase,'good wine and bosom friends'.”
"Old shopkeeper, this customer insisted…"
The old shop owner waved his hand and said to Chu Feng,""Please wait a moment." As he spoke, he entered the inner hall.
After a while, the old shopkeeper came out with a jar of wine. The wine jar was wrapped in two large lotus leaves. It looked like it had been buried for a long time. There were still some mud stains on it. It was obvious that it had just been dug up from the ground.
He patted the soil with one hand, and immediately, a strange fragrance assailed the nostrils, filling the room with fragrance. There was also a faint lotus fragrance in the fragrance. It was soft and mellow, seeping into one's lungs.
"Good wine!" Chu Feng praised, his eyes shining.
The shop assistant was momentarily dumbfounded. He didn't expect that there would really be such an old lotus in the shop.
"I buried this jar of wine 30 years ago and never took it out. I didn't expect you to find it."”
Chu Feng smiled." That's because the wine's fragrance is strong and mellow. It seeps out of the jar and stealthily drifts out. I just don't know why this wine would exude a faint lotus fragrance?"”
The waiter interjected," Sir, our wine is wrapped in lotus leaves and hidden underground. When it comes out, it naturally exudes the fragrance of lotus leaves. Otherwise, how could it be called 'Wind Lotus Melody?'"”
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Chu Feng couldn't help but praise.
The old shopkeeper personally filled a pot of wine for Chu Feng and wanted to sell another pot. Chu Feng hurriedly said,"Shopkeeper, just one pot is enough. Leave the rest to Zhiyin. It's a pity that I'm the only one tasting such a good wine.”
Then he took the wine pot and asked,"How much does this pot of wine cost?"”
The old shopkeeper smiled." Good wine is a good companion. If it was an ordinary customer, I would never have brought out this jar of wine. Since I have brought it out, I must find a good companion for it." Young Master, just give me one coin."
"One coin?"
Chu Feng was surprised, then he laughed out loud and said,"So the old shopkeeper is also a bosom friend of wine.”With a laugh, he placed a coin into the old shopkeeper's hand.
Chu Feng carried the wine pot and came to the West Lake. The light rain was still falling.
Chu Feng was in a very good mood. This was his first time leaving the mountain, his first time stepping into the martial world, his first time visiting the West Lake, and his first time drinking the thirty-year-old " Melody of the Wind Lotus ". He wanted to sing loudly and release the ambition and depression in his heart.
"Clang!" Suddenly, the sound of a zither came from the lake. It was clear and loud. Chu Feng looked towards the source of the sound and saw a boat floating over the lake. The flag of the boat had the word " Luo " written on it, fluttering in the wind. On the bow of the ship, a white-robed woman was sitting cross-legged. She was playing the zither in the gentle wind and drizzle. The sound of the zither was clear and melodious, like an oriole leaving the valley or a swallow returning to its nest.
Chu Feng couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly, but he felt that she had a kind of graceful and otherworldly charm. The sound of the zither was sometimes gentle and subtle, sometimes passionate and soaring. Every sound seemed to come from the sound of nature.
"Good music!"
Chu Feng shouted loudly, raised his head, and took a big gulp of wine. Taking advantage of the tipsiness, he sang with the zither,
"Carouse, how long is life? For example, the morning dew, after the day is bitter. I should be generous, but I can't forget my sorrow. Only Du Kang can relieve my worries."
The song was impassioned, bold and unruly, but also a little sad. The zither music seemed to have been influenced by it as well, and it became sonorous!
The two of them played and sang, echoing each other from afar. The surrounding pedestrians all stopped to watch, looking at him strangely. Chu Feng completely ignored him and continued to sing wantonly. His voice was impassioned and also contained bitterness. This was a voice that came from the bottom of his heart without any modifications.
At this moment, a woman dressed in snow-white clothes and holding an oil-paper umbrella walked over. She wore a plain silk on her head, her long hair draped over her shoulders, and the autumn water was like a god. The hibiscus was like a face, the soft jade was like a bone, and the ice and snow were like skin. She was as pure as ice and jade. She looked like a fairy who had descended to the mortal world. She was more beautiful than flowers and more fragrant than jade. Other than a fairy descending to the mortal world, what other words could be used to describe her?
Chu Feng's eyes were fixed on her as she floated over, and the song changed as well.
Guan Guan turtledove, in the Yellow River island. A graceful lady is a good match for a gentleman.
The vegetables are scattered on the left and right. A beautiful lady, I beg for her.
The singing was graceful and graceful, but there was also a hint of teasing.
This woman was none other than the number one fairy in the world, Fairy Zha. Fairy Zhe was the only successor of the Water Drop Sword Sect. Her Water Drop sword was famous and unparalleled in the world. She looked at Chu Feng and saw that his eyes were fixed on her, as if there was no one else around. Moreover, the song was filled with ridicule. Her face actually blushed, but in the blink of an eye, she returned to her lonely and proud face.
The music of the zither came to a stop, and the singing stopped as well. Chu Feng was still looking at Fairy Zhe. From the beginning to the end, his gaze had never left. Fairy Zhe was also quietly looking at the young man in front of her, who carried an ancient sword on his back and was dressed in a blue robe. He was a little wild and unruly.
The lake breeze blew past, and Fairy Zhe's snow-white dress rippled slightly. The light drizzle fell on the oil-paper umbrella on her head, making her look even more otherworldly.
Chu Feng blurted out,"Snow and ice face the wind and rain, fairies descend to earth."”
Fairy Zhe did not say anything. She suddenly raised her head and looked at the white-robed woman on the boat in the middle of the lake. Then, she turned around and left.
Chu Feng looked at her slender back and felt lost. He didn't know who she was, but he felt that she was very beautiful, so beautiful that there was no flaw at all. He turned around and looked at the lake. The boat had also slowly rowed into the distance and gradually disappeared.
He sighed, but he immediately felt relieved. To be able to hear such a beautiful zither music and meet such a beautiful woman in a day, what more could one ask for?
He smiled and looked at the sky. It was almost noon."Looks like I have to rush to Gudang Mountain immediately. The game of chess that happens once every seven years is about to begin.”
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