134th chapter, after a farewell, no sound, why did the famous flowers fall into the dust

The years pass by, and the return boat is under the moon.

You are like a community where the swallows are in a stable nest, and your heart is more than the spring silk thread.

After parting, I sent a letter to ask, and I used to drink wine to make waves.

I sighed in the next life and was confused by me, but I felt sad when I saw Xiaoqing again.

After reading a poem, everyone was stunned. The young master of Mei family had no talent and reputation. Even if he was not good at poetry and prose, no one would laugh at him if he had just a few works that suit the scene. After Zhang Ruoxu recited the poem "Spring River Moon Night", no one dared to say that his poem was better, and naturally he would not pick on Mei Zhenyi's writing. However, what was the poem of Mei family saying? It was completely inconsistent with this situation. No wonder he punished himself for three people just now.

Bai Mudan was the first to react and held the cup with her hands in her hands, "I heard about the name of Mr. Mei for a long time. Today I saw it, it turned out that the young man was romantic. But the poem just now was a little confused. Where did the Meigong River point to, and who is Xiaoqing?"

Mei Zhenyi sighed: "Meigong River is far and far away, Xiaoqing is a woman I met there."

Zhang Xu frowned and said, "Mr. Mei, you said the wrong thing again. At this moment, it was clearly above the Nanshui River. It was written by Miss Bai. It would be fine if your poems and essays could not be in line with the situation. Why did you become a work for others? Punishment to drink!"

Just punish me. Are Mei Zhenyi still afraid of drinking? She continued to pour a large glass and wanted to drink it. Bai Mudan reached out and stopped her: "Mr. Mei, please wait. This wine servant poured for you. I just looked at you. Did you think of that little girl because of seeing me?"

Mei Zhenyi nodded: "Yes."

Bao Rong next to him said, "Mr. Mei, in front of the Luoyang Caucasian, you actually remembered other women, and even wrote a poem incorrectly. It's time to punish!"

Mei Zhenyi didn't explain: "If you punish me, please give me three more money." He was fine, and he was punished nine cups in succession before and after he spoke.

When Bai Mudan saw that he wanted to drink, she stopped stopping him. While pouring wine, she asked, "Does the girl you mentioned look like me?"

Mei Zhenyi: "Extremely similar!"

As soon as this was said, the four Wu Zhong scholars and the four friends of Wenwen next to them showed sudden expressions, a little ambiguous and strange, and even laughed at them. Most of them thought to themselves that this young master Mei knew that his talent and talent could not gain the upper hand, so he actually started to get into feelings. In today's words, it was just a word - "bamboo".

Modern people go to a bar and bring wine to a woman sitting alone and said, "Miss, I think you are so familiar. Have we seen it somewhere?" It is already an old routine of one-night stands. It was the same in the Tang Dynasty, but compared to the tricks that have been used thousands of years later, it seemed relatively fresh at that time. Mei Zhenyi deliberately used a poem to express it.

Mei Gang's interest was aroused, and he put down his cup and asked, "Young Master, you still have such a rhyme at such a young age. Is that little green girl also as beautiful as Miss Bai?"

Mei Zhenyi shook her head: "If you talk about color and art, it's not as good as that."

Bai Mudan smiled and said, "Mr. Mei praised me. It must be extraordinary for the young girl who can make you miss this way. Where is she now?"

While speaking, Mei Zhenyi didn't stop drinking, and finally finished all the wine she punished. She said softly: "It's right in front of her."

All he said was the truth. More than 1,300 years later, Fu Xiaoqing was young, beautiful, sexy and gentle, but after all, she was just a village girl. She was far less than Bai Mudan's erotic style. But when Mei Zhenyi saw Bai Mudan at first sight, she realized that Fu Xiaoqing was Bai Mudan!

This is a very difficult feeling. It is either a look or a descendant of blood relatives, or she herself. Fu Xiaoqing grew up with Mei Zhenyi. She has a clear origin with her father and mother, so she is certainly not a fairy. But at this time, Mei Zhenyi has experienced too many mysterious and magical things, and her cultivation has reached the state of transformation. Her eyesight is different from that of ordinary people, and he can recognize it in his spiritual consciousness.

Fu Xiaoqing can be said to be Bai Mudan, but Bai Mudan is not Fu Xiaoqing. This sentence is not easy to understand. The white Mudan in front of him should be Fu Xiaoqing's previous life a thousand three hundred years ago. What exactly is the reason that this demon who has been reborn and has fallen into the dust of more than 1,300 years later?

Mei Zhenyi didn't know, and couldn't ask who. How could Bai Mudan know about Fu Xiaoqing's story at this time? Mei Zhenyi could recognize Bai Mudan. But Bai Mudan had never seen Mei Zhenyi before. He heard him say that. He probably thought it was a flirting word, and covered his mouth and smiled, "Mr. Mei made fun of him!"

After saying that, he stopped obsessing about the topic just now, and turned to Mr. Sui and said, "Sir, I don't know your name yet. When I was drunk, I took the liberty to ask you for a good sentence."

Qingfeng interjected lightly next to him: "His surname is Sui, not a local."

Mr. Sui ignored the breeze and nodded at Bai Mudan: "Miss Bai, I really don't disappoint the name of Luoyang's courtesan. Meeting is fate, Sui also gives you a few words." He slowly picked up a poem—

Following the wind, the body enters the silk cluster, and the strings and songs are ecstatic to capture chemical engineering.

The golden phoenix is ​​drawn on the dancing paper, and the thrush is in vain to say that the son-in-law becomes a dragon.

The spring flowers are about to fall on the shore, but the people in the mirror return to the end.

Such fate cannot be eliminated, but the dream is too hasty.

After reading these eight sentences, everyone was stunned again. Not only was they stunned, but their expressions were almost solidified. Everyone could hear that the words in this poem were not embarrassed. Zhang Ruoxu and others looked down on the faces of the poem and wanted to ask questions, but they swallowed all the words that were not polite. Mr. Sui reached out his hand and fingers to draw circles while reciting the poem. His movements were very slow. After reading the eight sentences, he just drew a circle.

A mirror appeared in front of Bai Mudan, with a round light without any trace, smooth and smooth as if it was just shining. Everyone present knew that Mr. Sui was an unfathomable master of cultivation! Bai Mudan looked down and saw the mirror. No one knew what she saw. Sui suddenly lost his appearance and his body trembled slightly.

Mei Zhenyi also changed color. He found that when Mr. Sui spoke, he not only had movements, but also had an invisible pressure spreading, which was not ordinary magic power. Sui suddenly became the moonlight, the river bank, and the center of the world, making people unable to breathe, let alone speak.

At this time, Qingfeng suddenly waved his sleeves. A strong wind flew out and smashed the mirror in the void, and the light and shadow were gone without a trace. The white peony flower lost its color for a moment, and then returned to normal. He smiled and said with a forced smile: "It turns out that Mr. Sui and this little boy are both masters, and the little girl is disrespectful."

Qingfeng spoke: "Bai Mudan, don't be surprised, we are just here to drink and listen to the Qindi." After saying this, he said to Mei Zhenyi, "Mei Zhenyi. Today you invite me to drink and listen to the Qindi, and I will give you a few words." He didn't wait for others to answer the conversation, and he took a song on his own.

After all, long sleep or short sleep, the alchemy can last forever and not return to heaven.

I am lingering and enduring for three lifetimes of love, and I am unforgettable for several years of pity.

When the Luan Realm is back, I know that there is a sun, and Yan Hair will be together again and will not be able to get along with it.

After enlightenment, everything becomes a illusion, and it has worked hard for hundreds of years on earth.

These two people recite poems with their mouths, which cannot be compared with the previous ones. They do not care about literary and lyrics, and they do not care about these at all, depending on their expressions. The style of the poems is completely different, not like the poems of the wind and moon, but more like the poems of prophecy of the immortals. When Mei Zhenyi's ears, Mr. Sui said: "White Peony. If you cannot achieve the right result in cultivation, the disaster will come!"

Qingfeng had the same view of Bai Mudan and Mr. Sui. He gave Mei Zhenyi a poem in the name of the word "口", which was an advice: "I also think Bai Mudan has no immortal fate. Mei Zhenyi, don't worry about her nostalgic business."

In addition to the two gods themselves, only Mei Zhenyi and Bai Mudan can understand Mr. Sui's poetry, and only Mei Zhenyi can understand the implicit sound of the breeze, and probably Mei Zhenyi can clearly understand it.

Mei Zhenyi asked in her mind: "Qingfeng, what does this rumor mean?"

Qingfeng: "You should understand Mr. Sui's words. Although the white peony has some practice, its path is biased. He will eventually enter the samsara again. I see your words and deeds, and it seems that they are very connected with her, so it shouldn't be like this."

Mei Zhenyi: "What should I do if I should be like this? There are many people in the world who have no immortality! My concern for her is my business. How is her practice? Why do you advise me? I know you have good intentions. But there is no need."

Qingfeng: "I see your expression. I know that things will not be that simple. If you forcefully help her turn back, you will become obsessed with it, which is of no use to your practice."

Mei Zhenyi: "I haven't thought so yet, you just want to tell me this."

Qingfeng: "It's not that I want to tell you that Mr. Sui has already spoken out. Seeing that your concern for Bai Mudan is extraordinary, he said it on purpose to let you know that Bai Mudan is coming and wants to lead you to do something, so I will remind you."

Mei Zhenyi: "Thank you for your reminder! But whether you have good intentions or Mr. Sui did it on purpose, it's all unnecessary."

Qingfeng: "It's not that I'm doing this, because I know you. You have too many ties to the world. Look at the unusual thing between you and Bai Mudan today, I'm afraid you will be able to interfere inexplicably."

Mei Zhenyi: "What does it mean to have too many ties? Qingfeng Fairy Child, don't you think too much about doing things for the bright moon? Why bother to say to me?"

Qingfeng sighed: "This is different. Oh, if you say this, I have nothing to say. I wanted to persuade you, but instead aroused your obsession."

They communicated with divine thoughts, and the speed was much faster than that of ordinary conversations, and the people present were still silent. After the mirror of void was broken by Qingfeng, the invisible sense of pressure had disappeared, but everyone had not spoken yet, and their faces were dissatisfied but it was difficult to attack, because everyone could see that Mr. Sui and Qingfeng were not easy to mess with.

These two people were not reciting poetry, they were clearly smashing the scene, destroying the atmosphere! Fortunately, these two people spoke at the last time, otherwise how could they drink tonight? At this time, Mei Zhenyi slapped the table hard, and the cups and plates jumped up, awakening everyone from silence. He pointed to the two masters beside him and said, "Sir Sui Feng, what poems are you calling? It's simply a bad wine fun on the flower boat, punishment!"

Mei Zhenyi was quite bold. Everyone knew that Qingfeng was with him, and that Mr. Sui was not with them. Now Mr. Mei was going to punish these two masters for drinking, and he started to recite poems and followed the rules of drinking tonight. Although what he said was reasonable, others dare not speak easily.

Qingfeng was not angry, nodded and said, "Yes, it should be punished! Mr. Sui, don't pretend that it's okay. You should also receive punishment together with your wrong poem! Miss Bai, pour the bar."

Bai Mudan punished two people with three wines each, and the atmosphere in the pleasure boat was relieved. At this time, Du Shenyan stood up halfway and said, "Miss Bai, the moon is already in the sky, this table should be dispersed. Who will take over tonight?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang Ruoxu. Regarding tonight's poems, no one could surpass him. I believe that the song "Spring River Moon Night" will be sung in Luoyang soon. Bai Mudan's expression is very complicated, but she still smiles when she turned to face everyone. She bowed and claimed her guilt, and left the hall.

After a while, Bai Mudan returned to the stage with a white peony flower in his hand, bowed to Zhang Ruoxu and said, "I will set up a seat in Fengyuan Building, Luoyang tomorrow at noon, waiting for Mr. Zhang to arrive, and thank you for your excellent works tonight."

Bai Mudan wanted to treat her and set up a special seat in the most prosperous restaurant in Luoyang to invite Zhang Ruoxu. This is something that has never happened. The words that were circulated are enviable enough, and it was another romantic story. But it was a bit wrong to say this at this time. Why should I ask Zhang Ruoxu so much? Isn’t it just that I left him to drink with him at night? Isn’t it that he who occupied the courtesan tonight? Bai Mudan felt that he was apologetic and asked this way?

Sure enough, Bai Mudan said this and headed to the row of seats in the middle. He didn't dare to get too close to Mr. Sui and Qingfeng. He slightly turned his body and put the peony flower in Mei's hair on the bun, and said softly: "Mr. Mei, can you please have a drink in private after leaving the table? I really want to hear the story of you and that little girl."

Before boarding the ship, no one expected that it would be the prince of the Mei family tonight that it would be the only one who owned the courtesan! Not to mention how the talents were disappointed, but how they were suspicious in their hearts, only Mei Zhenyi stayed after the cereal. A maid cleaned up the cereal, and Bai Mudan invited Mei Zhenyi to the Houcang Hall.

The small hall is hung with embroidered curtains and curtains hanging from left to left. Toward the stern is a carved round arch with brocade mats on the ground. In front of the round arch is a small table facing the moonlight and water. The design of this table is very particular. On this side of the sitting person, there is a half-moon arc. The two sit on the table with their shoulders. They do not look at each other and turn their heads like sitting side by side, nor do they cross the table like facing each other. It feels both intimate and convenient.

There was a pot of wine, two cups, and several plates of desserts on the table. Mei Zhenyi sat with Bai Mudan at the table, admiring the Nanshui under the moonlight. She didn't say anything for a long time - he didn't know how to speak. Bai Mudan kept him, definitely not because of poetry. I'm afraid it was not because of Fu Xiaoqing's story. It was probably because of Mr. Sui and Qingfeng's last two poems. She didn't dare to provoke those two, but left Mei Zhenyi for a private conversation.

During the silence, the boat suddenly moved, and there was no sound of rowing the boat without seeing the sails. It had already sailed off the shore to the center of the water. Mei Zhenyi's spiritual sense sensed that everyone else had already disembarked before the boat, and only him and Bai Mudan were on the boat. How did this boat move? It must be Bai Mudan casting spells and sailing, that is, people like Mei Zhenyi could find out.

"There is such a light in front of you, but you have no desire to embrace the moon. Young Master Mei, do you think there is no one around you?" Seeing that he didn't move, Bai Mudan spoke quietly.

Mei Zhenyi: "I am not a romantic talent, Miss Bai, have you said this to everyone who boards the boat?"

Bai Mudan: "You are wrong, no one is like you who says nothing."

Mei Zhenyi smiled and said, "You reminded me that I almost forgot who you are just now, and what am I here for? You are the courtesan of Luoyang, I am here to visit prostitutes and drink wine! I should be like this." This was very vulgar and inconsistent with the elegant atmosphere at that time. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and Bai Mudan exclaimed that he had already been taken into his arms.

Her body was as soft as boneless, but her voice was so pleasant and pleasant: "Mr. Mei, don't want this. Bai Mudan's humble body is not tolerate you so despicable......Binding the immortal rope! The surname Mei, what do you mean?" The first half of the sentence was shy and panting, and the second half suddenly changed his tone, with anger in panic.

The rope was not visible on her body, but she was covered with a faint cloud and smoke, which was in line with her snow-white skin, making her look like a dream and illusion. However, the reality of this scene was not as romantic as what she saw. It turned out that Mei Zhenyi suddenly used her slight move to worship the gods and used the magic rope binding technique to uniform Bai Peony.

Mei Zhenyi took a deep breath, her face changed, and she said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Miss Bai, I misunderstood you! I just smelled the alcohol in front of me, and realized that you were drugged in wine, and suspected that you were evil. Before boarding the boat, a fairy boy reminded me that your cultivation is comparable to mine. If I want to subdue you, I can only sneak attack while it is unprepared. I will find that the antidote is the incense on your clothes. I know that you have no intention of harming others. Please forgive me for being reckless!"

"Mr. Mei is amazing, but she made a mistake. This is either the incense on her clothes or my natural body fragrance. This fragrance can be charming, and the real antidote is the wine!" Bai Mudan was no longer panicked when she heard this and said softly.
Chapter completed!