The fifth chapter is to dance when you hear the rooster, like jade meeting bandits
Suddenly, a rooster crowed and woke Zu Ti up. Zu Ti opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes and saw Liu Kun's side. He pushed Liu Kun awake and said," Other people think that it's unlucky to hear a rooster crowing in the middle of the night, but I don't think so. How about we just get up and practice our swordsmanship when we hear a rooster crowing in the future? Liu Kun listened and readily agreed,"Okay!" This was a good idea. It would be like this in the future. Thus, the two of them got out of bed and began to practice with their swords.
The good sword was like a majestic and magnificent sword that had the style of waves washing away sand. It was like an avalanche and a huge wave emptying the sky. It was like the secular world changing customs and thus becoming more delicate. It was like a silly smile. The tides of the world rose and fell, but the waves were still sparkling. It made people remember that they were no longer lonely but still ambitious. The sword rainbow cut through the thorns and brambles bravely without fear, the sharp edge showed its ups and downs, and it showed its ability to not be surprised and excited.
When the sword turned and cried, there was a feeling of compassion. The heaven and earth were sad and miserable, the ghosts were crying and the gods were miserable, the lightning was tearing the sky apart, the trees wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop, it hurt the spring and mourned the autumn, the dark clouds were blowing the wind and rain, the heavy rain was like the Milky Way bursting its banks, the flowers and tears were merciless, the waves and tsunamis were destructive, and the changes in the world were vigorous.
At daybreak, the two put away their sword hilts and washed their mouths for breakfast. When the two of them had breakfast, they saw that the waiter had been yawning for a long time and had not slept well. They knew that the sound of the sword had affected the rest of the waiter. Both of them discussed going to the back of the mountain to perform a sword dance every rooster crow and hit it off.
On this day, Zu Ti and Liu Kun's sword lights danced in the mountains behind the rooster's crow.
This day, Yan Ruyu woke up before the rooster crowed, so she got up to see the moon and thought of Chang'e flying to the moon alone. She thought that she was also like this. The curtain rolls in the west wind, and the man is thinner than a yellow flower. The dark fragrance filled the sleeves, and no one could say that they were not enchanted. Get up and ask Luo Yi? I only say that my feelings are cold at midnight. I can't tell you the endless benefits. Why do you hate me for returning early? Love is far away, but the fragrance remains? Why didn't you accept me back then? Endless emotions disturbed people's dreams, and tears could not help but collapse first.
Yan Ruyu was sad when she suddenly saw a white light jumping in the distant mountains. It was very strange. She put on a layer of clothes to look for it, but it was already dawn. Seeing that it was Zu Ti and Liu Kun, she asked.
The two of them began to talk about the meaning of the chicken dance.
Yan Ruyu appreciated the fact that the two of them had the same lofty ideals."Make contributions, revive Jin, and become the pillar of the country. This was a good thing that everyone hoped for and should be encouraged. If everyone in Jin has a wisdom like yours, Jin will have hope." He said that he would also participate in one.
The two of them laughed and said in unison," How can a girl like you participate? You don't even have the strength to tie up a chicken.
Yan Ruyu said,"I can play the piano to liven things up!" Although I can't use martial arts, I can use my zither music to help him cultivate his temperament. It might be beneficial.
The two men saw that they could not persuade him, so they let him go.
Every time the music sounded in the mountains, it was: The strings moved, the heart of the zither, the heart of the zither, the heart of the sword, the sudden spring breeze, the romantic blooming of the spring flowers. As the melody rose, the summer light rubbed the time, and the light shone brightly, revealing its sharpness and piercing the time. Rhythm surged, the autumn wind was gentle, and the fruits were full of harvest. The music was long, the winter snow was full, and the cold wind and ice were covered in silver. The language of the zither was sometimes soft, sometimes melodious, sometimes excited, sometimes passionate, sometimes rippling, sometimes turbulent, sometimes roaring, sometimes shouting. It was full of pride, like a storm coming, like a tree wanting to be quiet but the wind did not stop. The melody of the zither changed, and the wine was like a song. This feeling continued. A curtain of dreams, like a dream, like smoke, like an illusion. The zither is like an endless song, and there is an unspeakable loneliness in the chaotic world, and it is intended to ask why the earth can bear the wind, flowers, snow and moon of this world. For whom will the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night and who will the stars and stars sympathize with? It was as if he was blaming the pain of the tragic reincarnation of the lonely and desolate fate that was hurt beyond recognition. Who was the one who empathized with whose sadness and who was the one who had a panoramic view of whose charm? Who accepted whose calamity, who became whose obsession
Zu Ti and Liu Kun's sword and zither were also excellent. When the Heaven and Earth Sword swept across, the rainbow became proud, just like two dragons leaping into the sky, full of arrogance. Wind and thunder swept across, who still dared to clamor? The Blue Ocean Sword whistled, bizarre and soul-stirring. The Sword Heaven Sword and Sea Illusion Sword's Qi pierced through the sky. He was awe-inspiring, just like an earth-shattering hero. The arrow of the Zongheng Sword made the sky feel that something was wrong. The sky splitting divine light was filled with boundless distance, and the world of mortals could not escape. He chased after the soul and wailed miserably. The spiraling sword swept forward, invading and overbearing, the soul devouring was like a dance, unprecedented. Warp and weave intertwined, heroic and brilliant dragon and tiger leaping. With a shout of the Flying Sword, the sun and moon passed through the sky, and the sorrow of spring and autumn flashed as fast as lightning, making a decisive choice. It was brilliant and exciting. The sword was overflowing with unshakable determination and persistence, but it was a natural and unrestrained appearance, but it was a wonderful sight that could shake the heavens and earth, but it was a dazzling sight that could shake the heavens and earth. The sword was like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, carrying forward the past and opening up the future.
Butler Yan still found out about Yan Ruyu's actions. As an old servant of the Yan family, Butler Yan was doing his best for the Yan family. How could he not take responsibility for taking care of the young miss? He did his best to see the lights in the young miss's boudoir go out before he could rest in peace. One night, when he had to urinate, he saw the young lady sneaking out with her zither tools. He knew what was going on and stopped her.
Yan Ruyu naturally had no choice. Yes, it was inappropriate for a girl to go out in the middle of the night. It was detrimental to everyone's boudoir.
Housekeeper Yan reprimanded the maid for her incompetence. The maid had no words to say, so she got a mother to help her.
Yan Ruyu didn't have much freedom and could only accept her fate.
Let's not mention Zu Ti and Liu Kun who continue to dance at the sound of the rooster. Spring has passed and winter has come. Cold and summer came and went without interruption.
Although Hu Ji was married, she refused to sleep with him on the wedding night and even cried and made a scene. One could imagine the pain of love. She also thought that Liu Kun and Ao Ze were unwilling, but seeing her husband Lu Sheng being so considerate in front of reality, she accepted it and made up her mind to live with Lu Sheng.
Although Lu Sheng was not talented, he had a cloth shop and was good at doing business. His family was also considered well-off, so he naturally did not have to worry about his life. He was an honest person.
Hu Ji felt that she had no common language with an uncultured person. She vented her unwillingness and accepted her fate. There was nothing else. Her husband had eyes, nose, mouth, hands, and feet. He was also diligent and was worthy of a maid. She was also a person who had nothing better to do, and the sorrow in her heart could not be erased. Thus, she often expressed her feelings with pen and paper.
Lu Sheng wasn't very educated, but he was literate. He wasn't angry when he saw his wife's articles. He turned a blind eye and was reasonable. After all, his wife was still at home and had not done anything wrong. It was normal for her to express her feelings. It was his fault for making her so bored.
Hu Ji wrote this day: read two amorous feelings provoked from hate bitter, embrace hurt spring but how much? How much time have I wasted? Remembering the old age, I can't forget a single word. When will I ever look back on the past without words or tears? At this time, the bitterness of love is not able to turn back. Touching eyes and feeling sad, feeling the past thousands of things, tears stained lapel sleeve is the past things difficult to repeat. Looking at the Spring and Autumn Annals, I want to get drunk, but the light breeze is tasteless.
Yan Ruyu's parents sent a letter to ask about their daughter's situation. If there was any inconvenience, they would go to Jianye.
It turned out that the powerful figure Wang Dun saw that Yan Han's character was not bad and knew that she had a beautiful daughter. He loved beauty and originally wanted to marry her. He knew that the Yan family would not marry their beautiful daughter to someone of his age who still had a wife and children. She asked to marry him.
Yan Han knew that Wang Dun's power and position had gradually reached the extreme, so he did not agree. At this point, Yan Han knew that her daughter, Yan Ruyu, was also at the age of marriage, so she sent a letter to urge her to return.
Yan Ruyu replied to her parents that she was fine here and would go to Jianye after having fun in Luoyang. How can we avoid sorrow and hatred in life? The past is empty, like a dream. In ecstasy, only my feelings are limited, and how many people are happy like this? That haggard look is far like last year and today, where is the bitter place of fate and longing? Even fate has not forgotten sentimental, feeling when the mood is too serious? I can't sit idle and think about it. It turns out that I've been dreaming for years and it's still tormenting me. Where is the past now? Why should the rain hurt me so much that I have no place to ask for more dust? The stars and moons of the past are not new in general, but how can the front of the floating life be like who asks the heavens to kill? Love and hate, love and hatred are like leaving hate in the sky where troubles invade, but how can I be lazy to ask the empty door to know the smell?
Yan Ruyu thought of the Dragon Horse Painting Temple and set off to play.
After Butler Yan heard Miss's words, he was unwilling but couldn't force her to, so he had the intention of sending a few more servants to follow her.
Yan Ruyu felt that going out like this was too ostentatious and inappropriate. He only asked for a carriage with a mother and a maid, Yin 'er.
Butler Yan couldn't ignore it and relaxed.
Yan Ruyu felt that there was still a way to Longma Futu Temple, so she brought some silver clothes. In order to prevent the journey from being lonely, she also brought the zither.
Butler Yan knew that Miss was her master after all. It was not his duty to completely restrict her freedom, so he let it be. However, he was still worried.
Yan Ruyu was frustrated and wanted to go out to relax.
The butler knew that Miss's personal safety was the most important. If there was anything wrong, it would be difficult to explain to Old Master Yan. He would send a few servants along to prevent the world from being chaotic.
Yan Ruyu insisted on refusing, thinking that too many people would lose her original leisure and elegant interest.
The housekeeper saw that the young lady was obsessed with men and was not strong, so he had to let his mother and a maid Yin 'er follow him closely and take care of him. He also bought a horse carriage and sent him to Longma Futu Ancient Temple.
In this chaotic era, there are many mutinies and bandits looting everywhere.
Yan Ruyu went out and did not attract the attention of the mountain bandits on the mountain road, because she saw that the mountain was steep and beautiful. Diecai Peak pointed to the clouds in the sky. He couldn't help but feel a sense of music. He wanted to take advantage of his interest to stop in the quiet mountain to play the piano.
His mother and the maid didn't want to say anything, but they couldn't persuade him, so they had to let the coachman stop.
Yan Ruyu walked up the mountain and saw a good place. She set up the instrument and moved her delicate hand. The music sounded. It was as if a fairy had come one day, and a beautiful woman was dancing in the clouds, dancing the beauty of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There was also a rainbow that was like a waterfall pouring down, and the hazy water droplets were like a shower. The fairy's delicate hand moved like jade, picking rainbows and scenery in the endless cage yarn like woven pieces of clothes. The mountain flowers that were as bright as stars were moved into clouds and brocade. The clouds wanted clothes and flowers to look like the sky. The red face was the wonderful clouds. The rugged mountains were steep and beautiful. The green earth was covered with spring flowers. They were blooming brilliantly.
The melody was too beautiful, but it seemed to be saying that in this impetuous era, the pitiful people who were troubled were using a kind of courage to find their own peace and comprehend the history of the Spring and Autumn Period together. But I wonder if words can preserve time? Or could time make words? Using the medicine of words to heal the wounds of the soul, in this way, can many people still analyze the miserable life of love? Tired of the year is thousands of miles of turbulent waves, looking at each other is to shake the feelings, return to the dream is difficult to achieve, but also heard the sound of footsteps. When will this love end? When will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I won't let you down. Why has this feeling become a memory? However, he was already at a loss back then? If the two feelings are long, how can they be so amorous in the morning and evening? How can they be so sentimental and sad since ancient times? There was no way to eliminate this feeling, but although the mountain pledge was in the brocade book, it was difficult to send it out. Listen to my music that speaks of love, I have seen the world full of love so beautiful. I don't know who's talking nonsense about how there's no love in the world. The door of lovesickness has not yet been opened, people are only on the road of love. Doesn't drowning in love and hatred compose a song of mandarin ducks? It turns out that we have turned the lovesickness upside down and messed up the love scene. I only see the truth of the world's flashy time rubbing the wasted years. Love in troubled times cannot make love. What is lost is that time doesn't know where to go, and people can't find each other.
Ao Ze was good at writing, but he couldn't bear the hardship of practicing martial arts without a long-term heart. He knew that he couldn't play with Zu Ti and Liu Kun on this point. He knew that he was closer to Liu Kun, but Liu Kun's heroic spirit was not on the same level as him, so he felt inferior. He knew that he could get close to Zu Ti because Zu Ti was approachable and had a kind of ambition that he couldn't reach. He had nothing to do today, so he knew that there was an ancient temple with a picture on the back of a dragon horse nearby that was worth visiting. He had heard that the ancient temple worshiped the statue of Fuxi, so he had the intention to visit. Unexpectedly, he was attracted by the rhythm of a high mountain and flowing water on the way. He thought that such beautiful music in such a beautiful mountain would naturally give people a lot of reverie. He thought that this person was not an ordinary person and must have a very high level of temperament cultivation. This wonderful music made this place full of outstanding people and land produce dense immortal qi. He naturally followed the music and found a beautiful woman playing the piano, intoxicated by its beautiful music. In order not to interrupt such a beautiful melody, they lived not far away and enjoyed the beauty of the music.
A group of bandits passed by this road. The bandit leader felt that it was really interesting to see people playing the zither elegantly in this era, so he asked me to come over and take a look.
When I saw that it was a beautiful woman playing the zither elegantly in the mountains, I came back happily and told the gang leader.
The melodious sound of the zither is: The road is far away and the dream is difficult to achieve, but the songs and songs are drunk in the dream and spring comes to be idle? How much hatred did she have in her dream last night? When I woke up, I was so touched that my heart broke. How many thoughts couldn't be expressed with tears? And see that the wind and rain cannot bear this action. What I couldn't cut off and still confused was the lonely courtyard locked in autumn, full of the sorrow of parting, bitter and bitter, no one said.
The gang leader's eyes turned green when he heard that. He was originally a rough person. Wouldn't it be beautiful if he could get an elegant beauty to be the wife of the stockade? Even if he didn't know how to be romantic, he was still an artsy person! He ordered his men to snatch him away.
The maid suddenly saw that the young lady's music had attracted the bandits. How could she not be anxious? She called the young lady to escape by a small carriage.
The carriage couldn't go back, so it could only run forward. In front of it was the ancient temple with the dragon horse's portrait.
Ao Ze was secretly enjoying someone else's music at the side when he suddenly heard the noise and opened his eyes to see that beautiful woman. He scolded these vulgar people for not understanding the subtleties of the zither and ruining his mood. What a pity! Such beautiful music is really: this song should only be heard in the world of heaven? But he was spoiled by a boorish old man.
The bandits chased them in groups, and they were naturally caught. He could have caught the beauty, but he was afraid of scaring her.
This delay gave Yan Ruyu and the others a chance to escape into the ancient temple. They were already drenched in sweat. When they saw the bandits living outside the temple, they heaved a sigh of relief.
It turned out that the mountain bandits were afraid of the gods and did not want to disturb the quiet place. It was not that they were afraid of the temple monks 'martial arts at the door, nor did they want to scare the beauty too much.
In this turbulent era, many family temples had martial monks guarding the courtyard and abbots. Because some of the most vicious criminals would not do it even if they had no limits. They were not afraid of killing people and bullying men and women, so what if they robbed incense money and temple offerings?
In fact, Ao Ze's ancestors had a prominent family background. Due to the continuous wars, the glory of his generation had long been incomparable. Ao Ze thought about his own background and sighed." His father died early, and his mother was a young lady from a wealthy family. Because his mother had no pillar of support in the family, she could not make money and could not take charge of the helm. She lost her power and made her life difficult and helpless. In the end, she was kicked out of the Ao family by the eldest branch's sister. His mother had no choice but to return to her mother's house and live alone with her son. Although she had no money to support her son's studies, she saw that her son was talented and intelligent, and her family taught him, making his academic progress very fast. Ao Ze was willing to learn. He borrowed all the books from his family to learn. Although he had not done any major examination, there were many scholars in this year, so he naturally knew some people. Even though the youth did not have a screen, he still had ambition. He was also looked down upon because of his poor family background. He had the idea of striving to become outstanding. It was also the attitude of a poor child who had become a family and matured early. Even though he was ambitious, it was still difficult for him to have much room for development. However, his heart was unwilling to be inferior. When would he have his own sky? He didn't want to work so hard and still achieve nothing. Although there were very few things at the moment, he was still happy. His bookish arrogance had more or less forged a bit of pride. He could not stand the way many bootlickers fawned over him. At least he did not have to be careful and cowardly to see other people's expressions. I heard that there is a temple building here that is very good and effective. I want to go to the temple to draw lots to see how my luck is.
Usually, Ao Ze knew the books and the aura, and he also knew the fortune-telling scripture and the theory of Mr. Arithmetic. He got a fortune-telling scripture and calculated the direction of the red phoenix star movement. Today, he might as well go and see if it was effective.
Ao Ze thought of this and went to do it. He was in a good mood as he traveled. He held a folding fan like a scholar and looked at the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers. The world of birds and flowers was so beautiful. He said happily, Even if there were no beautiful women, seeing so many beauties and such beautiful scenery was not in vain.
Right now, Ao Ze was intoxicated by the mountain music, and his eardrums were getting noisy. He turned around and saw that the ancient temple with the dragon horse picture was also suddenly in a mess. Before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly saw a beautiful figure flash into the temple in a panic. The beauty and her family disappeared the moment they entered the temple. He knew that it was the woman from earlier. His eyes immediately lit up. He thought that the woman was beautiful, and he couldn't help but be tempted to follow her. He even secretly praised, What a beautiful woman. She really looked like a fairy from heaven. Could she be my beauty? How could he miss such a good opportunity? Wait for me to catch up.
Although Ao Ze couldn't see the beauty in his eyes, he was still disturbed by the great turmoil in front of him. He asked a person who wanted to avoid trouble in horror, knowing the answer," Old sir, why are you so alarmed? What happened?
The old man said,"There is a group of bandits outside. They threatened to hand over the young lady who just came in, or they will trample this small temple." The abbot was currently negotiating at the temple gate, and it would be troublesome if he wanted to protect this young lady.
Ao Ze thought to himself,"So you're here for this beauty too. I'll see if I can reason with you again."
When Yan Ruyu saw that the bandits were obviously looking for her to be the wife of the stockade, she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. However, how could she deal with only these few people around her? He regretted not listening to the butler's kindness at first. He was also afraid that the monks could not protect him. Now, it seemed that peace was only temporary.
Although Yan Ruyu knew that Liu Kun was a hero who could fight all over the world and that it was more than enough to deal with some bandits, how could she know that she was in danger? And the few people around him were useless. What should he do?
The old maid and Yin 'er maid in front of Yan Ruyu could only show their faces. How could they let Miss show her face? They were begging their grandparents not to let the bandits in, saying that whoever could save the young miss would definitely be rewarded.
But no one agreed.
In a moment of desperation, they used the temporary scene of the young miss's life to deal with it, also wanting to deceive them.
Hearing this, Ao Ze became serious. He had a plan in his heart and thought,"" Based on how I look like Pan An's elegant young master, as long as he sees me, he will definitely win his heart." Then he bowed and said,"Mom, I don't need to thank you for anything. I won't take advantage of others 'danger. I just want to meet with Miss so that I can know who I saved."
When her mother heard this, she eagerly reported to the young miss.
Yan Ruyu didn't want to see him and asked him to retreat.
Aoze tried several times, but he still could not get close to him. He was also greedy for beauty and agreed to ask for help. He made a plan to let the bandits outside marry the young miss in three days. Now the young miss is too frightened to get up. He will make a decision after comforting the young miss.
The bandits thought that the people in the temple didn't have the ability to flip over the Heavenly Palace, and they didn't want the blood in the temple to startle the beauty, so they relaxed the time.
Ao Ze then wrote a letter and secretly asked a monk to secretly send it out at night.
Why do you think Ao Ze didn't go to war with the bandits? Since there was such a good literary talent, the ancients had a vicious tongue to say that people died.
Ao Ze knew that when a scholar encountered a soldier, it was hard to explain why they were reasonable, let alone bandits. When bandits were unreasonable, they would not recognize their own relatives. They would not care about their father. Therefore, Ao Ze knew how to be afraid of death and how much he weighed. Moreover, he was a person who spoke lightly, so naturally, he was not convincing. He also did not have the courage to do so, so he could only ask for help.
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