In 314 AD, the northern region continued to attack, and the Jiangzuo Shengping craftsman was a member of the Liu family in Huating who made glazed glass at night, and suddenly shone in the wild, attracting the Yingluo.

Liu's family in Huating presented glazed glass to Jiankang. Mrs. Wei insisted that it was a natural thing and was very happy that it was exquisite and transparent. She gave it to her name: Mingguang glazed glass! The young man from Wang's family, Xizhi, was given a friend from afar. She was overjoyed and shouted: "A thing made by heaven will not be exchanged for thousands of gold, and she will write three thousand books!"

In October again, the Liu family of Huating built a wine shop on the banks of Taihua, Wu County. The fragrance of wine drifted ten miles away. Someone took a ox cart and sniffed the fragrance. The green ox came and refused to leave. The man asked for a cup of wine, and after drinking it, he fell asleep for half a day. After waking up, he praised: The fragrance was buried ten miles away, how could the snow cup wander? Only now did he know that the wine was drunk and he went to Penglai!

At this point, the Liu family’s bright light glass, and the beautiful wine, bamboo leaves and green sounds spread to Jiangdong. Because it has very little mass production, it cannot be obtained by aristocratic families and cannot be exchanged for a thousand gold!

...

In 315 AD, spring.

Wuxing Zhou Xie, Xu Fu, and Sun Hao caused rebellion, and Xu Fu killed Wuxing prefect Yuan Xiu. Sima Rui heard this and wanted to attack with troops. Wang Dao persuaded him to stop him and use Wu people to control Wu and ordered Zhou Mao, a son of Zhou, to calm him down. Zhou Mao arrived in Yixing and instigated Kong Kan to kill Xu Fu and Zhou Xu. He wanted to kill Zhou Xie again, but Zhou Xie fled in a hurry.

When Zhou Xie arrived in the wild and was desperate, he wanted to seize the boat from Liu's family in Huating. After half a day of fierce fighting, Zhu Tao, the commander of the Western Barbarians, passed through this place and led his troops to penetrate behind him. The two attacked each other, and Zhou Xie's children and troops were all destroyed, and they had a white robe and a sword to take their heads.

For a moment, the white robe of Liu's family in Huating was heard in the wild!

...

In 316 AD, Liu Yao, the Grand Sima of the Huns, captured Chang'an. Emperor Jin Sima Yetan showed his chest and arms, his mouth was covered with jade, and he pulled a coffin out of the palace gate to ask for surrender. The imperial envoy Jilang collided and died.

The Huns King Liu Cong loved Qu Yun very much and wanted to surrender him, but Qu Yun broke into the wall and died!

The Western Jin Dynasty fell!

...

317 AD, the first month.

Sima Ye’s blood-hidden edict was ordered to be appointed by the minister Song Zhe, who begs to Jiankang to take over the emperor’s edict: He ordered Sima Rui to take charge of all the machines, command the country, the people, and the military!

March.

The ministers persuaded Sima Rui to succeed the throne, but he refused. Jiangdong mourned for three days. Later, Sima Rui promoted the throne of King Jin in Jiankang, and established all officials, established ancestral temples, and built a country!

The Eastern Jin Dynasty was established!

...

In 318 AD, the north was wolf smoke and the Jiangzuo Jingping.

Sima Ye is dead!

Sima Rui entered the throne and ordered Wang Dao to sit on the imperial bed together.

The king and the horse share the world!

...

It's spring, and the smoke is filled with the first willows.

A row of light cranes roared and sank, embedding in the water to wash the blue sky from afar. The thin wind blew the willow tips, and when the branches and leaves flew, the faint sound of the piano spreads distantly.

"Immortal, Immortal..."

Under the willow tree, several ox carts were parked on the side of the road.

Two young men stepped out of the car, one with white and the other with green. The man with green face was square and one with green, and he listened to the sound of the piano with his eyes; the man with white was handsome and handsome, holding a pot of wine in his hand, and sipped lightly from time to time.

Whenever a sip of wine hit his throat, he would breathe, shake his head slowly, and reminisce.

The man in the green robe argued with the sound of the piano, his brows frowned and relaxed, as if he was deeply immersed in it, and could not extricate himself; he leaned his fingers in a lie and made a pose of strings.

The white-robed man was funny when he saw it and touched his arm with a wine pot: "Brother, why are you so fascinated?"

"Shh..."

The man in the green robe stretched out his index finger with his left hand and leaned against his mouth, while the finger of his right hand hit the willow tree, as if catching the scale. Suddenly, his eyes were bright, and he said in surprise: "This, this is quite similar to "Guangling San"!"

"Ku, Quq!"

As the sound of the piano hit the melody, the expression on the green robe man's face became more and more excited, his lips opened and closed gently, and then he stopped his fingers on a certain scale.

"Bang!"

He slapped the tree pole and said seriously: "Yes, this must be the true score of "Guangling San" that passed away with Ji Shuye! My uncle's reprint is far less than that!"

As he said that, he waved his sleeves and left after a sound.

The white-robed man shouted, "Brother! Where are you going?"

The green-robed man replied loudly without looking back: "Go up the mountain and ask for music score!"

"well……"

The white-robed man shook his head. He knew that his brother had committed a fool, but he had no choice but to catch the wine pot and go with him. He walked and said, "With the bamboo leaves green in the pot, even if it is Guangling scattered, it will be like a floating cloud to me!"

The man in the green robe shook his head when he heard this, not defending him, but only cared about moving forward.

The mountain starts from the plain, with a low peak, and the mountain is covered with pines and cypresses. There is a bluestone in the middle and it is surrounded by slanting bluestone.

Two men chased the piano and walked slowly along the paths in the pine trees. Sometimes there were green grass pulling robes, and birds singing on the branches; some white rabbits shuttled through them, and some old fallen leaves were covered with moss; and then I heard the piano sounds quiet, and I felt that my heart was vast and vast, and I felt extremely comfortable.

Walk to the hillside.

The man in the green robe stood under the pine tree, chasing the plain, with a clear and vast view, and chanting in a singular voice: "The sound of the piano is faint, vast and vast; there are magical plays, and the elegance leads the mountain; the geese branches are clear, and the lonely pine is lush; there are two sons, and the blue and white are connected together."

"How wonderful!"

The man in white robe laughed loudly, drank a sip of wine, and said loudly: "Brother is so elegant and happy, I am here to accompany him. The cold flows eastward again, and the cranes rise in the vastness; when the spring millet first sees, the wind falls to the gate; why are you greedy for the morning and evening, and the pine trees are in a panic; I lack half a pot of wine, and I pity the songs and will not be sad!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the sound of the piano rose again. The young man in the green robe accelerated and he went straight to welcome the piano.

The sound is on the mountain.

There is a pavilion that rises from a steep cliff, and the sun is neither thick nor blazing, falling into the pavilion slanted. Someone is playing the piano in the pavilion, wearing a blue crown on his head, wearing a wide moon-white robe, and a burnt tung zither.

The slender fingers pressed the strings, picked or pulled them, and they were all over the way.

The light touch of the sun shines against his face, which is even more crystal clear than jade; he is extremely handsome, with a pair of sword eyebrows like strokes, diagonally spreading to both sides; his eyes are red and phoenix, and his eyes are not seen, and his high nose is like a hanging gall, like a knife cut; his lips are red and slightly thin.

At this moment, the scales were lowered, and the lips were slightly pursed, leaving only a front line, slanting peaches; the corners of the eyes seemed to be smiling, soaking everywhere. Suddenly, the scales were raised, the wide sleeves were flipped like waves, and the strings were flying with the sound, splashing, and straight as a river of spring water flowed eastward.

The person who plays the piano falls into love with the strings, and the person who hears the piano falls into sound and falls into dreams.

"Buzz!"

Press the ten fingers together, and the song ends.

The sound is still dark. The man has grown up and has just knelt and sat down without showing his figure. At this time, he looked at it again and saw that his body was as tall as a pine tree, six and a half feet long. He brushed his robe and slowly walked towards the corner of the pavilion, carrying his hands on his back, looking far away. His eyes were extremely clear, as if he was filled with quiet water in the lake. If he looked at it, he would easily fall into it.

The wind is coming, and the robe horn patterns are spread out, and the waves are spread out.

The man in the green robe half closed his eyes, looked at the piano playing man from a distance, and murmured: "Who is this person? He is so charming, just like a jade fairy in the mountains!"

The white-robed man pointed to the pavilion and laughed: "Brother, I am crazy when I meet Yin! Look at the white-robed men on the side of the pavilion. Don't you know who this person is?"

Hearing this, the man in green robe was stunned, then he turned his eyes away and saw four sword-bearing men standing on the four sides of the pavilion.

He murmured: "White robe? Could it be that Liu, Huating, the pearl couplet shines?"

The white-robed man groped in the wine pot, his mouth raised, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed: "Oh, who else can be there besides him? Such a kind of temperament is really like Wei Shubao resurrected! No wonder Mr. Xi praised him: his spirit is like jade! Unfortunately, it is just a gentry in the township and county, and he is still from the north, otherwise he could make friends."

The man in the green robe agreed deeply, nodded slowly, and sighed: "What a pity, it's a pity for "Guangling San"!"

"Let's go, brother!"

The man in white robe carried a wine pot and turned around and left.

The young man in the green robe thought about it, shook his head and followed, and walked halfway through, he couldn't give up and said, "No, I have to go back and find a way to ask Guangling's scattered poem!"

"Huh!"

The white-robed man was waiting for him to say this, but pretended to be surprised and said, "Brother, aren't you afraid of punishment from the clan uncle?"

The young man in the green robe said seriously: "I came to Guangling, how could I come back empty-handed and punish me! Besides, the Jin family is in Jiangdong, and everyone is Jin minister. My clan also took over the Great Zhongzheng of our Wu County. Why bother to say whether the North is not the North? Could it be that I have to learn from the Zhou family of Wuxing? Bah, how can the Zhou family be compared with my Lu family?"

"oh!"

The white-robed man shook the wine pot, as if he suddenly realized it, and said with a smile: "Yes, my brother is an elegant person, how can he be tired because of the common saying? Let's just let it go! I foolish brother, let's lie along with my brother!"

The green robe man glanced at him and smiled and said, "You are for Zhuyeqing?"

...

Pavilion.

A tall white robe walked to the corner of the pavilion with his sword in his hand, paused and said, "My little brother, the sun is west, we have to go back. If we don't go back, we may not return until night, and the mistress will worry."

Qingguan Langjun turned around and smiled and said, "Laifu, you are talking more and more like Luo Huan now."

"Little Langjun, I, I didn't learn from him..."

The tall white robe's face was filled with a simple smile, which was Lai Fu. He looked at the little husband in front of him, and felt a lot of warmth in his heart, and he felt even more proud. He thought: The little husband has grown up, he is fourteen years old, and he is becoming more and more promising and more beautiful. From Luoyang to Jianye, the little husband said he wants to become a gentry, and he did it; the little husband said... In short, the little husband can do everything!

Liu Nong faced the soft wind that was rushing towards him, raised his fingers to the sky, stretched his waist, and smiled and said, "Okay, let's go back now, go back to see Qiaosi! I haven't seen each other for about twenty days, right? Lai Fu, do you miss her?"

"Little husband! I, I..."

Lai Fu's face turned red, his mouth moved around, hesitantly, and his hands pressing the sword were shaking. In Huating Liu Manor, Lai Fu was most afraid of four people, the mistress, the little husband, Li Yue, and Qisi. The first three were feared by Jingsi; but Qisi, he couldn't say that, and every time he saw her, he was both happy and afraid.

Liu Nong said to himself: Laifu likes Qisi! After a few days, let his mother explore Qisi's words. If he meets it, he will follow his thoughts. Alas, if I don't help him and give him a lifetime of time, he will not dare to say a word to Qisi. Qisi is really good, good-looking and intelligent, but has a little temper...

My thoughts gradually faded away, and I raised my eyebrows and looked at it. The sun drooped westward, and the beam of light became oblique, making the table look faintly covered with gold. This place is still fifty or sixty miles away from Zhuangzi, and the excitement is over, so I dare not delay any more.
To be continued...