Wen Yuan stepped on the light skills and rushed to the Shui Yàn Tower to the outside of the Dejieyuan Pavilion. Zi Yuan stood against the door. When he saw Wen Yuan, he smiled and said: Mr. Wen is here so quickly
Wen Yuan settled his pace and looked around, saying: Miss Ziyuan, don’t you need to prepare a carriage? Ziyuan smiled and said: Although the little woman is weak, it is not difficult to walk around West Lake. Wen Yuan smiled and said: Since that is the case, let’s leave now? Ziyuan gently closed the pavilion door and said: OK, let’s go!
The two quietly left the ShuiYàn Building and walked side by side towards the lake Ziyuan saw that Wenyuan was still carrying the qin zither on his back. He was very curious and asked: Mr. Wen, should you bring the zither when you visit West Lake? Wenyuan smiled and said: This zither was given by a friend of mine. It is of great significance to me, so I should carry it with you. Ziyuan smiled and said: So that's the case, but unfortunately I didn't bring out the pipa, otherwise I could play a few songs on the lake with my young master...
When I said this, I remembered the past relationship between the lake night, and my face was slightly hot
Soon after, we came to the north of West Lake and met a pavilion, a small pavilion near the lake, and a couplet on the pillar: In the shadow of lotus perfume, the eyes were clear and the smoke was floating in the small pavilion, and the lotus waves danced in the wind, and the lotus fragrance came with the wind, which was very intoxicating. It was the lotus wind in the Quyuan, one of the ten scenic spots in West Lake.
Wen Yuan walked up to the lotus corridor to enjoy the feeling of enjoying it, and chanted unconsciously: After all, in the middle of June of West Lake, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons... Ziyuan slowly walked onto the small bridge between lotus and continued to chant softly: The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun. A man chanted two sentences, which became Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. When he came out late, he sent Lin Zifang. The two looked at each other and smiled.
The small bridge is built against the water. Ziyuan walks between the bridge and walks through the lotus. She is really like a fairy in Lingbo. She grows step by step. Lotus Wenyuan looks at it from afar. Suddenly, she feels dizzy and thinks: If Miss Ziyuan comes to the West Lake every day, the West Lake can be added to the eleven scenery! The water building is not far from the West Lake, and it should be reasonable to return to the eleven scenery. However, the water building itself is mediocre, so the building cannot be considered in it.
Ziyuan turned around and saw Wen Yuan being distracted from afar. He shouted: Mr. Wen! Wen Yuan was called out by her and came to his senses and hurriedly said: Yes, what's wrong with me here? Ziyuan smiled and said: Young Master, are you too fascinated to enjoy the scenery? These lotus flowers are so beautiful? Wen Yuan said casually: It's Ah, but the lotus flowers are beautiful, and if compared with the girl, it's inevitable... Suddenly, he slipped away, quickly stopped his voice, grabbed his head, and turned slightly.
Ziyuan was quick-minded, and when she heard it, she couldn't help but flushed in her cheeks. She walked over and whispered: Then... Master Wen, let's go somewhere else to take a look. Wen Yuan said: OK
The two walked out of the yard, their eyes intersected, and they couldn't help but feel a little moved. Ziyuan's heart was thrilling. She pulled her clothes and opened her red lips. She wanted to say something, but she didn't say a word. Her face turned red, and she walked sideways slowly. Xingwenyuan was in a daze, and followed quietly.
Walking to the banks of Xiling Bridge, I saw a tomb of incense in the night, and the tomb of Su Xiaoxiao, Qiantang, was written on the stone tablet.
Su Xiaoxiao is a strange woman from the Southern Qi Dynasty. She is in the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion without any confusion. She has a kind and beautiful heart and a talented and beautiful woman.
Ziyuan stared at the cemetery in a daze, without saying a word
Wen Yuan looked at Ziyuan's slender back and did not dare to disturb him. Suddenly, Ziyuan chanted softly: I am riding in the oil-walled cart, and my husband rides in the green horse... Where can I make a united heart? Xiling... Under the pines and cypress...
This poem is very low and minimal, and it is not for Wenyuan to listen to it, but Zi Yuan chanted it unconsciously
Wen Yuan could clearly hear this poem. This poem was about Su Xiaoxiao's love story with his lover Ruan Yu. Su Xiaoxiao traveled to the lake and mountains with an oil-walled cart. He met Ruan Yu who came riding a green horse. The two fell in love at first sight, but unfortunately they were separated by changes.
Wen Yuan suddenly felt palpitations and thought: Su Xiaoxiao was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was born in the future. Although her reputation was passed down to later generations, love could not last forever. After all, it was hard to live a happy life. However, when it comes to the talent and reputation, Miss Ziyuan should not be the one who recited this poem below. Could it be that she was also moved by love? If so, this could not be like Su Xiaoxiao and Ruan Yu. She turned to look at the Qingsong beside the bridge and thought: I just don’t know who Miss Ziyuan wants? Thinking of this, her heart moved: Zhao Pingbo is impossible, and that magistrate Qin doesn’t look like it, right? Could it be...I...
Ziyuan's heart was also filled with thoughts. She turned around and stared at Wenyuan's eyes. Her longing faintly revealed her longing. Wenyuan's heart was shocked and said: How similar is this look like Xiao Yin, the junior sister! Press Ziyuan's shoulder with both hands and said: Miss Ziyuan, I will save you!
Zi Yuan exclaimed lightly, her face turned red, and she whispered: That... the unsuccessful Prince Jingwei is going to take me away. Wen Yuan was shocked and said: Do you already know? Zi Yuan said: Ah, do you know too?
Wen Yuan nodded and said: Miss Ziyuan, please rest assured, you will never let him succeed. Ziyuan sighed and said: He is the prince, you... don't go against him, it's too dangerous. Wen Yuan smiled and said: So what about the prince? Miss. Don't worry, although I don't have much ability, I still have people with great ability to help, and I must protect the girl Zhouquan.
Ziyuan saw Wen Yuan's eyes firm, and was worried and surprised. After a while, she suddenly whispered: Mr. Wen Gao Yi, the little girl will never forget her forever. As she said that, Yingying bowed to Wen Yuan and was shocked. She hurriedly held her back and said: Girls don't need to do this. This is what it should be done next. Ziyuan raised her head, tears in her eyes, but she looked happy and comforted. Her head gently leaned against Wen Yuan's shoulder. Wen Yuan turned her head slightly and opposed Zi Yuan. She felt that she was breathing better than Lan Xin, with a clear and beautiful face as Furong. She couldn't help but feel her mind rippling. They both lipped together and kissed her.
Suddenly Ziyuan's body trembled, turned her head, her eyes suddenly, and she said softly: Mr. Wen, we... should we go somewhere else. Wen Yuan was stunned and smiled and said: That's it
He respected Ziyuan very much. Since Ziyuan did this, he was relieved. It was not surprising, but he suddenly felt a little sad.
The two wandered around the lake until the sky was getting bright, and Wen Yuan sent Ziyuan back to the water. The way to the Yàn Building Ziyuan didn't speak much. Although they didn't speak much, their feelings seemed to be able to communicate with each other. Every time they looked at each other and smiled, they would spread their thoughts.
When you walk into the streets of Hangzhou City, the morning light has appeared
Ziyuan said softly: The Shui Yàn Building is not far away, I can go back by myself. Wen Yuan smiled and said: It's only one corner away, I'll send it to the end. As he said that, he had already turned the corner of the street, Ziyuan smiled and said: Okay, that's it, don't let Mother Zhu discover you... Suddenly, there were dozens of people gathered in front of the Shui Yàn Building. Look at it more, it was Zhao Pingbo and others.
Wen Yuan thought to himself: It's coming so fast, it's just dawn on the third day! After glanced at him, he saw that in addition to Shao Fei and Ke Yantai, there was another iron-faced man. It was Hua Xuan. The Yan Tie encountered by Xiao Murong, another middle-aged Taoist, with three long beards, with a dignified face and no glory in his eyes. Obviously, his skills were extraordinary. The rest of the people seemed to be ordinary guards.
Mrs. Zhu also stood outside the door. When she saw Ziyuan, she rushed forward and shouted: Ouch! My eldest lady, you are back! The little prince has been waiting for a long time, just waiting to take you away... Ziyuan frowned slightly and walked forward with Wenyuan.
Seeing that Wen Yuan was actually with Zi Yuan, Zhao Pingbo couldn't help but feel angry and said loudly: Whoever is surnamed Wen, there is nothing you have to do here, get out of here! Wen Yuan smiled and said: You have found out that you are also looking for the name, I don't know.
However, the little prince was rude and he was not a good family member who should have the attitude of being rude.
Zhao Pingbo said proudly: What kind of etiquette do you need to use to you, a nobleman? Miss Ziyuan, your luggage has been packed, we will go on the road now. Ziyuan said lightly: When will the little woman pack your luggage? I think it was Zhu's mother who did it for her. But the little woman didn't intend to follow the prince. Please don't lower her value and get along with me in a humble way.
Zhao Pingbo smiled and said: Why did the girl say this? Yes, are you thinking about the benefits of this untouchable?
Ziyuan Dao: Mr. Wen is well-educated and polite, gentle and elegant. Although he is a commoner, he is better than many wealthy families.
This was clearly directed at Zhao Pingbo. When Zhao Pingbo heard this, he couldn't help but be furious. When he looked at Wenyuan again, he immediately had murderous intentions and said: OK! Boy, I'll try your skills and see what's so outstanding about you? As he said that, he pulled out his sword from his waist, but saw a dazzling white light flashing, and the light then converged. Zhao Pingbo had a three-foot long sword in his hand, and the sword edge contained a faint light. The sword edge contained a faint light.
Wen Yuan smiled slightly and said: Your sword is extraordinary, it seems to be a sharp weapon. Zhao Pingbo's face is gloomy and said: Not bad! This sword is called the Lilong Sword, and with your ordinary sword, it is not enough to match it. Wen Yuan nodded and said: Since that's the case, let's not fight, so as not to lose the person who loses is ugly.
Zhao Pingbo sneered: Okay, are you afraid? Wen Yuan said: What you want to lose is not the lower one, so why are you afraid? Zhao Pingbo's face changed drastically and he shouted: Do you think I will lose? Wen Yuan stood slowly in front of Ziyuan and said slowly: If the little prince could practice to the point where he didn't need to rely on his sword, he might have lost.
When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he suddenly raised his lips and shook the Lilong sword. He said angrily: "You are still crazy, let's look at my prince's methods!" The sword light turned and the three swords were thrust forward. Wen Yuan could see clearly, floated past, and his body turned, and the long sword on his waist was unsheathed. He smiled and said: I broke the sword a few days ago. This sword was not long since I bought it from the iron shop. It seems that I will ask the little prince to open it.
Wen Yuan settled his pace and looked around, saying: Miss Ziyuan, don’t you need to prepare a carriage? Ziyuan smiled and said: Although the little woman is weak, it is not difficult to walk around West Lake. Wen Yuan smiled and said: Since that is the case, let’s leave now? Ziyuan gently closed the pavilion door and said: OK, let’s go!
The two quietly left the ShuiYàn Building and walked side by side towards the lake Ziyuan saw that Wenyuan was still carrying the qin zither on his back. He was very curious and asked: Mr. Wen, should you bring the zither when you visit West Lake? Wenyuan smiled and said: This zither was given by a friend of mine. It is of great significance to me, so I should carry it with you. Ziyuan smiled and said: So that's the case, but unfortunately I didn't bring out the pipa, otherwise I could play a few songs on the lake with my young master...
When I said this, I remembered the past relationship between the lake night, and my face was slightly hot
Soon after, we came to the north of West Lake and met a pavilion, a small pavilion near the lake, and a couplet on the pillar: In the shadow of lotus perfume, the eyes were clear and the smoke was floating in the small pavilion, and the lotus waves danced in the wind, and the lotus fragrance came with the wind, which was very intoxicating. It was the lotus wind in the Quyuan, one of the ten scenic spots in West Lake.
Wen Yuan walked up to the lotus corridor to enjoy the feeling of enjoying it, and chanted unconsciously: After all, in the middle of June of West Lake, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons... Ziyuan slowly walked onto the small bridge between lotus and continued to chant softly: The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun. A man chanted two sentences, which became Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. When he came out late, he sent Lin Zifang. The two looked at each other and smiled.
The small bridge is built against the water. Ziyuan walks between the bridge and walks through the lotus. She is really like a fairy in Lingbo. She grows step by step. Lotus Wenyuan looks at it from afar. Suddenly, she feels dizzy and thinks: If Miss Ziyuan comes to the West Lake every day, the West Lake can be added to the eleven scenery! The water building is not far from the West Lake, and it should be reasonable to return to the eleven scenery. However, the water building itself is mediocre, so the building cannot be considered in it.
Ziyuan turned around and saw Wen Yuan being distracted from afar. He shouted: Mr. Wen! Wen Yuan was called out by her and came to his senses and hurriedly said: Yes, what's wrong with me here? Ziyuan smiled and said: Young Master, are you too fascinated to enjoy the scenery? These lotus flowers are so beautiful? Wen Yuan said casually: It's Ah, but the lotus flowers are beautiful, and if compared with the girl, it's inevitable... Suddenly, he slipped away, quickly stopped his voice, grabbed his head, and turned slightly.
Ziyuan was quick-minded, and when she heard it, she couldn't help but flushed in her cheeks. She walked over and whispered: Then... Master Wen, let's go somewhere else to take a look. Wen Yuan said: OK
The two walked out of the yard, their eyes intersected, and they couldn't help but feel a little moved. Ziyuan's heart was thrilling. She pulled her clothes and opened her red lips. She wanted to say something, but she didn't say a word. Her face turned red, and she walked sideways slowly. Xingwenyuan was in a daze, and followed quietly.
Walking to the banks of Xiling Bridge, I saw a tomb of incense in the night, and the tomb of Su Xiaoxiao, Qiantang, was written on the stone tablet.
Su Xiaoxiao is a strange woman from the Southern Qi Dynasty. She is in the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion without any confusion. She has a kind and beautiful heart and a talented and beautiful woman.
Ziyuan stared at the cemetery in a daze, without saying a word
Wen Yuan looked at Ziyuan's slender back and did not dare to disturb him. Suddenly, Ziyuan chanted softly: I am riding in the oil-walled cart, and my husband rides in the green horse... Where can I make a united heart? Xiling... Under the pines and cypress...
This poem is very low and minimal, and it is not for Wenyuan to listen to it, but Zi Yuan chanted it unconsciously
Wen Yuan could clearly hear this poem. This poem was about Su Xiaoxiao's love story with his lover Ruan Yu. Su Xiaoxiao traveled to the lake and mountains with an oil-walled cart. He met Ruan Yu who came riding a green horse. The two fell in love at first sight, but unfortunately they were separated by changes.
Wen Yuan suddenly felt palpitations and thought: Su Xiaoxiao was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was born in the future. Although her reputation was passed down to later generations, love could not last forever. After all, it was hard to live a happy life. However, when it comes to the talent and reputation, Miss Ziyuan should not be the one who recited this poem below. Could it be that she was also moved by love? If so, this could not be like Su Xiaoxiao and Ruan Yu. She turned to look at the Qingsong beside the bridge and thought: I just don’t know who Miss Ziyuan wants? Thinking of this, her heart moved: Zhao Pingbo is impossible, and that magistrate Qin doesn’t look like it, right? Could it be...I...
Ziyuan's heart was also filled with thoughts. She turned around and stared at Wenyuan's eyes. Her longing faintly revealed her longing. Wenyuan's heart was shocked and said: How similar is this look like Xiao Yin, the junior sister! Press Ziyuan's shoulder with both hands and said: Miss Ziyuan, I will save you!
Zi Yuan exclaimed lightly, her face turned red, and she whispered: That... the unsuccessful Prince Jingwei is going to take me away. Wen Yuan was shocked and said: Do you already know? Zi Yuan said: Ah, do you know too?
Wen Yuan nodded and said: Miss Ziyuan, please rest assured, you will never let him succeed. Ziyuan sighed and said: He is the prince, you... don't go against him, it's too dangerous. Wen Yuan smiled and said: So what about the prince? Miss. Don't worry, although I don't have much ability, I still have people with great ability to help, and I must protect the girl Zhouquan.
Ziyuan saw Wen Yuan's eyes firm, and was worried and surprised. After a while, she suddenly whispered: Mr. Wen Gao Yi, the little girl will never forget her forever. As she said that, Yingying bowed to Wen Yuan and was shocked. She hurriedly held her back and said: Girls don't need to do this. This is what it should be done next. Ziyuan raised her head, tears in her eyes, but she looked happy and comforted. Her head gently leaned against Wen Yuan's shoulder. Wen Yuan turned her head slightly and opposed Zi Yuan. She felt that she was breathing better than Lan Xin, with a clear and beautiful face as Furong. She couldn't help but feel her mind rippling. They both lipped together and kissed her.
Suddenly Ziyuan's body trembled, turned her head, her eyes suddenly, and she said softly: Mr. Wen, we... should we go somewhere else. Wen Yuan was stunned and smiled and said: That's it
He respected Ziyuan very much. Since Ziyuan did this, he was relieved. It was not surprising, but he suddenly felt a little sad.
The two wandered around the lake until the sky was getting bright, and Wen Yuan sent Ziyuan back to the water. The way to the Yàn Building Ziyuan didn't speak much. Although they didn't speak much, their feelings seemed to be able to communicate with each other. Every time they looked at each other and smiled, they would spread their thoughts.
When you walk into the streets of Hangzhou City, the morning light has appeared
Ziyuan said softly: The Shui Yàn Building is not far away, I can go back by myself. Wen Yuan smiled and said: It's only one corner away, I'll send it to the end. As he said that, he had already turned the corner of the street, Ziyuan smiled and said: Okay, that's it, don't let Mother Zhu discover you... Suddenly, there were dozens of people gathered in front of the Shui Yàn Building. Look at it more, it was Zhao Pingbo and others.
Wen Yuan thought to himself: It's coming so fast, it's just dawn on the third day! After glanced at him, he saw that in addition to Shao Fei and Ke Yantai, there was another iron-faced man. It was Hua Xuan. The Yan Tie encountered by Xiao Murong, another middle-aged Taoist, with three long beards, with a dignified face and no glory in his eyes. Obviously, his skills were extraordinary. The rest of the people seemed to be ordinary guards.
Mrs. Zhu also stood outside the door. When she saw Ziyuan, she rushed forward and shouted: Ouch! My eldest lady, you are back! The little prince has been waiting for a long time, just waiting to take you away... Ziyuan frowned slightly and walked forward with Wenyuan.
Seeing that Wen Yuan was actually with Zi Yuan, Zhao Pingbo couldn't help but feel angry and said loudly: Whoever is surnamed Wen, there is nothing you have to do here, get out of here! Wen Yuan smiled and said: You have found out that you are also looking for the name, I don't know.
However, the little prince was rude and he was not a good family member who should have the attitude of being rude.
Zhao Pingbo said proudly: What kind of etiquette do you need to use to you, a nobleman? Miss Ziyuan, your luggage has been packed, we will go on the road now. Ziyuan said lightly: When will the little woman pack your luggage? I think it was Zhu's mother who did it for her. But the little woman didn't intend to follow the prince. Please don't lower her value and get along with me in a humble way.
Zhao Pingbo smiled and said: Why did the girl say this? Yes, are you thinking about the benefits of this untouchable?
Ziyuan Dao: Mr. Wen is well-educated and polite, gentle and elegant. Although he is a commoner, he is better than many wealthy families.
This was clearly directed at Zhao Pingbo. When Zhao Pingbo heard this, he couldn't help but be furious. When he looked at Wenyuan again, he immediately had murderous intentions and said: OK! Boy, I'll try your skills and see what's so outstanding about you? As he said that, he pulled out his sword from his waist, but saw a dazzling white light flashing, and the light then converged. Zhao Pingbo had a three-foot long sword in his hand, and the sword edge contained a faint light. The sword edge contained a faint light.
Wen Yuan smiled slightly and said: Your sword is extraordinary, it seems to be a sharp weapon. Zhao Pingbo's face is gloomy and said: Not bad! This sword is called the Lilong Sword, and with your ordinary sword, it is not enough to match it. Wen Yuan nodded and said: Since that's the case, let's not fight, so as not to lose the person who loses is ugly.
Zhao Pingbo sneered: Okay, are you afraid? Wen Yuan said: What you want to lose is not the lower one, so why are you afraid? Zhao Pingbo's face changed drastically and he shouted: Do you think I will lose? Wen Yuan stood slowly in front of Ziyuan and said slowly: If the little prince could practice to the point where he didn't need to rely on his sword, he might have lost.
When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he suddenly raised his lips and shook the Lilong sword. He said angrily: "You are still crazy, let's look at my prince's methods!" The sword light turned and the three swords were thrust forward. Wen Yuan could see clearly, floated past, and his body turned, and the long sword on his waist was unsheathed. He smiled and said: I broke the sword a few days ago. This sword was not long since I bought it from the iron shop. It seems that I will ask the little prince to open it.
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