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Chapter Forty-Eight: There Is a Beauty in the Book

Yan Ruyu knew that Zu Ti had died of illness, so she played the zither to pay her respects.

The melody of the zither was extremely sorrowful, but it turned thousands of times.

Yan Ruyu's heart was filled with pain,"Is the taste of longing still the same?" I'm afraid we'll meet in a dream. Who's sad for those who have lost their way? How can we spend our whole lives together without love, like a broken string, who will listen? The water glistened and the clear sky was good, but gradually I saw sorrow. How can the legend of Carefree in another world seem to be in the human world? If life is just like the first time, why bother? Who is that person? Everyone is drunk and I'm the only one awake. How can I be confused? There are things to do and things not to do. It's better to miss each other than to meet each other.

On this day, Emperor Sima Rui was not in a good mood, so he went out to tour the mountains and rivers.

The Emperor saw a young man flipping a book upside down in a thatched cottage in the countryside. He felt strange and went forward to say," Young man, you're holding the book upside down.

The young man smiled and said,"Did I hold the book upside down?" Was it upside down? Was it like this? Or look at it this way? In fact, no matter how he looked at it, it was just looking.

Sima Rui didn't understand what the other party meant and said," It was upside down.

The young man touched his head and said embarrassedly," Haha! I can't read. My family is poor and I don't have the money to study.

Sima Rui asked,"Since you can't read, why do you read a book?"

The young man pointed elsewhere and said,"Don't you see that everyone here is reading a book?"

Sima Rui looked around, and sure enough, no matter if it was adults, children, or old people, they were all reading a book. He somewhat appreciated the good atmosphere here, and couldn't help but nod in admiration. Who knew that the young man's words were like cold water that poured through his heart.

The young man said,"Here, both humans and ghosts love to read books, even if they don't know and pretend to know."

Sima Rui asked curiously,"Why is that?"

The young man said,"It is said that there is a beauty like jade in the book, and there is a house of gold in the book." I was looking for Yan Ruyu in the book just now. Looking for gold.

Sima Rui asked: Looking for Yan Ruyu in the book. Gold?

The young man said,"Yes!"

Sima Rui knew that "gold" was easy to understand, but this "Yan Ruyu"? It sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it. The thought flashed through his mind, and he continued to ask, Why do you have such thoughts? Why did Yan Ruyu look for him in the book? Yan Ruyu? What was Yan Ruyu? A type of jade?

The young man smiled and said,"Yan Ruyu is not jade." It was the name of a person, a beauty.

Sima Rui remembered that there was a beauty called Yan Ruyu in Yan Han's family. A national beauty. A beauty that could topple a country, but no one knew where she was. Could it be her?”Thinking of this, he was still unwilling to think so. He could not believe that this was the truth, so he had the idea of getting to the bottom of it. He hurriedly asked, Who was this Yan Ruyu? Where did he live? How beautiful? could it

The young man did not know what the other party was thinking, so he said bluntly, She is my lord's wife.

When Sima Rui heard this, he knew who I Jian was. This I Jian used to serve in my dynasty, but I didn't know. There were too many people with the same name in this world, so he asked again, Who was I? is

The young man said,"He is the prime minister of the current dynasty." Now that he had retired, he had finally returned with the beauty. His wife was as beautiful as a fairy. Even the empress and concubines of the Imperial Capital were not as beautiful as her. She could be said to be the number one beauty in the world. To think that I, Jian Wo Daren, was just a scholar. Because he was diligent and studious, he sought fame and finally married a peerless beauty. Unexpectedly, it was just a book. A book could make one's wishes come true and reach the realm of success. Not only could he bring back a beauty, but he could also have

Sima Rui knew these principles, so he didn't want to listen, but he was anxious to know where the beauty went, so he asked," Then where is my lord now?

The young man said,"Now living in seclusion, someone has seen him in Tianyin Mountain." Tianyin Mountain had beautiful scenery and was a good place to go.

Sima Rui nodded and knew about the beautiful scenery of the Heavenly Seal Mountain. Legend had it that the Heavenly Seal Mountain was the Square Jade Seal left behind by the Heavenly Emperor.

The young man became interested and continued," Only by reading and reading could one have knowledge. With knowledge, one could enjoy endless glory and wealth. One could also embrace a beauty like Yan Ruyu. Only then would one not waste their life. However, this book knowledge was too profound and not everyone could learn it. There is a road to the mountain of books, and it is hard to build a boat in the endless sea of learning. Sir, don't you think so?

The young man didn't reply. When he turned around and saw that Sima Rui was already far away, he said," Why did this person put on such airs?

Sima Rui didn't expect that the beauty he had been longing for day and night would become the beauty of his official, Wu Jian, and he was filled with jealousy. Back then, for Yan Ruyu, he did not hesitate to kill hundreds of her family members. He would rather betray the world than let the world betray him. Thinking about his hard work, he felt very depressed.

Sima Rui knew that I, Jian, had been hiding in the mountains with my beautiful wife, Yan Ruyu. It turned out that the peerless beauty that he had been thinking about day and night was with me, Jian. He had long coveted Yan Ruyu and had even led a group of people to forcefully snatch Yan Ruyu into the palace without caring about his identity as the emperor.

Yan Ruyu washed her face with tears all day long. She was so sad that she was forced to die in Sima Rui's palace.

Sima Rui didn't dare to come close because he was thirsty and unwilling to just take a look. He looked at the beauty from afar and thought about how to win her heart.

Sima Rui looked at the beauty from afar. That beauty, that scenery, seemed familiar? He seemed to have seen her somewhere before? However, he could not remember. He searched his memories and suddenly remembered that he had seen this scene in Luoyang. That's right, it's the painting of a beauty that I, Jian, drew. The person in the painting is this beautiful woman. This is the scene. That's right, that's how it is. A scene, an object, and a beauty were exactly the same. A beauty was like a painting, a beauty like a painting. It was really amazing. Why did they look so alike? Could it be that they were a match made in heaven? Had the heavens already made arrangements? Had their hearts long been connected? Were they the true lovers of their past lives and present lives? Otherwise, how could the painting look so natural and natural as if it was drawn from where I am now? In that case, am I using the Heartless Sword to cut off their unbroken feelings? Was he trying to break up their good marriage?

Sima Rui felt a little regretful when he thought of this. Sympathy. Poor them. They hated themselves for thinking about it so suddenly. Some things could be changed. Manpower could triumph over the heavens. Weren't many things changed by humans? I am the emperor of a dynasty, so why can't I get what I want? I've already given the order that the king of the people who came from the heavens is the true son of heaven. What can others have that I can't do? All the land under heaven belongs to the king. My world, my people, all of them are mine. All the beauties in the world should be chosen by me, and only the rest can be distributed to the people below. Thinking of this, he had a malicious thought in his heart,"If you can't get it, others can't either. I won't let you go. Let's see what you do."

Yan Ruyu glared at Emperor Sima Rui, but she heard him shamelessly say," The beauty's every word and action is very beautiful and charming. The beauty's voice is also pleasant and pleasant. When the beauty is angry, she is even more emotional. If she moved people with her emotions, even a drop of a beauty's tears would be so beautiful that it would be tender and intoxicating. She might as well not say a word. No matter what he said, she would not listen. When Sima Rui left, he missed me like a tide, and endless sorrow filled his brows. He sighed, My life is bitter! How could it be the word 'worry'? It's hard to say a thousand words again. Who can I tell? They didn't know what was going on in their lives. A kind of lovesickness, two idle worries, even if there are a thousand kinds of amorous feelings, or lonely deep courtyard lock autumn. It has been a year since I left. It should be a beautiful day. Why is it that heaven has cut off people? I only looked at him with tears in my eyes, but I was speechless. Love is difficult to cut off, there are thousands of knots in the heart, who can say? Affectful but sad parting. This thing was the most lovesick, but it was emotionless. Whose heart was it grabbing? And every inch of longing was an inch of ash. When the sky is far apart and the corners of the earth are limited, there is only endless yearning. Do you need to ask the sky for this feeling? Know my meaning, feel your pity, for you to eliminate people haggard, the past is empty like a dream, who is the fate of people? When we meet, it's hard to say goodbye. Tears have not dried yet. Is this regret endless? It was the worst place for a heart to suffer in love.

I watched the flowers in my house being ravaged by the soldiers in a daze. I thought that I couldn't even protect the person I loved the most. I felt so bitter in my heart that I begged my grandparents for help. He had thought that he could ask someone to save his wife, Yan Ruyu, with his little relationship as an official. In the end, no one came to save her. Some people wanted to save her, but when they heard that it was the emperor, they were unwilling. The world was really cold.

After Zu Ti's death, Wang Dun thought that he was invincible. He knew that the emperor had stolen the beauty Yan Ruyu from the palace, so he launched a rebellion. The next year, he invaded Stone City and took away Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu refused to follow Wang Dun, but she was forced to take her away.

Wang Dun happily brought the beauty Yan Ruyu back. Suddenly, a group of strong people jumped out.

Yan Ruyu saw them fighting and fled into the forest.

I Jian knew that his wife had been snatched away by Wang Dun again, so my mood fell to the bottom.

A Daoist in tattered clothes walked past Wo Jian, mumbling something that sounded like a song," I laugh at the world, and the world laughs at me, but why can't the people of the world escape the pain of love? Whose heart had been disturbed by a passionate interruption? Trying to love or not, but who composed a lovesick song? She had always been concerned about that person's life and death because of her emotional debt. Who am I? Who am I? The love songs of the mortal world always broke people's hearts and were hard to forget, but who knew how short life was? When you cherish the present and grasp the present, do you look forward to the future? I'm still waiting for you in my next life, but fate brought me to you? But time made me fall in love with you? I miss you, but who are you accompanying? How many tears did it make? Was it because of that lovesick debt? Why do you miss me so much, where there is no door and no book? He still didn't know who his last passbook was. Who was in whose dream? Still thinking about you in my dreams, why bother? Many feelings would be bitter once they entered the heart. Why was it that not only the heart but the entire life was moved? There will always be someone living in the depths of life, but you? Love can't be gathered until the end, since love is not in the world, why muddle life encounter? If you don't tell me in your heart, there's nowhere to talk about your desolation? Bitter, bitter! Why bother? Love between the lines of Ci Fu, still waiting for reincarnation to compose, still do not know who filled in the brand on the Sansheng Stone why?

Wo Jian was originally in a trance, but when he heard the word "love", his mind suddenly became clearer. He quickly chased after the Taoist and asked, What did you say? What did you say? What love? Love? You tell me what love is. Love?

When the Daoist heard this, he thought,"Since you know about love, it means that you are still confused." Ask me what love is? I don't know, I'm not a person of this path, I'm just spouting nonsense.

I Jian chased after the Taoist priest and asked,"Then why don't you continue singing?"

The Daoist scratched his head and said," Continue singing? I don't know how to sing Fu anymore. It's all your fault. I originally knew how to sing Fu, but after you asked, I completely forgot about it.

When I saw this, I scratched my ears and cheeks. Suddenly, I thought of something and said, Is this how you sing? Let me sing it for you.

The Taoist said,"Sing!"

I Jian sang: Love is originally a spring flower, but the beauty is an illusion? The comparison between romance and the moon had nothing to do with romance, so why did he still talk about it? Only the shadow of the human world just want to find that love, but love is not planted in the human world can not find? Could the red beans on that lovesick tree grow lovesick again? That pair of life and death lovebirds could sleep together just because they were a couple? Why can't I read the history books of love? The way of physiognomy entered the door of lovesickness and became the legend of lovesickness. Can you see that someone has really solved the pain of lovesickness? Time flies, who can withstand the wait of time to pay their youth on white hair? The wind and sand wanted to bury people's hatred, but could the mountains and rivers bear the sorrow of the world? Some people look at it for a lifetime but ignore their feelings for a lifetime. Some people only look at it but it affects their entire life. The terrifying thing about time was that as time passed, some truths would be covered up forever, some truths would be slowly revealed, and some truths would come to you inadvertently. Don't love the wrong person because of loneliness, and don't be lonely for the rest of your life because you love the wrong person. Some people have been willing for many years but rejected for many years. The grievances that couldn't be said could only be wronged by themselves. Whose age was it that stunned whom?

The Taoist said,"It seems that we are fated people."

I should say: we are fated people.

The two of them sang and said," Lust, lust, emptiness, emptiness. Love, emptiness, emptiness. Can anyone in this world understand? In the end, it was just an empty dream, and even the two lines of tears were not his own. Then he walked away and disappeared.

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