MTL - Life Going Wild With Plug-ins-Chapter 55 Dropped for a long time

After a few days of rest in the garden, the spirit barely recovered. I picked a windy and sunny day, took a few boxes of gifts, and went to the lake to apologize. I owed a lot to Yang Qingzhou, and the good foal that had been picked for thousands of miles also died in Yijianzhu, which was very sad.

Drifting in the water and mist in a solitary boat, I suddenly heard a flute sound, melodious and clear, like a cry, it was better than any sound of silk bamboo I have heard here, and I was intoxicated for a while.

Hearing the willow in this nocturne, no one can afford love. It's a pity that such a nice song was not shared with Yetan.

The line was close, and there was a small octagonal pavilion in the center of the lake. There was no road around it, but it was surrounded by a lotus leaf. There is a man with a long body standing on top of his eaves, holding his breath and holding his breath, such as repairing bamboo makeup. He has a bamboo flute with seven tricks across his wrist. Unique loneliness.

He stood, hanged in the shadows, and was alone in the reflection in the heart of the lake, even more sorrowful.

Mexican gold black shirt, moire brocade, and gilded. I looked at it for a while and felt familiar.

"Master?" I whispered tentatively.

The tune stopped abruptly, and the bitter bamboo flute slowly rested on his lap. The man still bowed his eyes and narrowed his eyes, unable to see whether his look was happy or sad.

I almost doubt whether I confessed the wrong person.

This person described it as a cold, seemingly boundless sorrow, and it was too much worse than that of the second son-in-law, who was hanging on a swing outside Changluo City.

"Mr. Prince?" He asked in a low voice without turning back.

Zhong Liyuan and Henglian don't share the same sky, but meeting him here really surprised me. I couldn't help asking: "Yanghu is under Henglian, aren't you dangerous here?"

Zhong Zhongxu whispered in a low voice: "Neither my second brother counts me, but who will see me as Zhong Liyuan?"

For the first time, I heard him mention things between brothers. Doesn't that sound like a close relationship?

He sticks to me without seeing me, even before he looks at me, and carefully speculates, "You ... are not in a good mood? What happened?"

"My good brother told me that there was a moon tasting near here, so I came out to look for him. Unfortunately, I couldn't find it ... naturally I was very lost." He simply turned around, raised his hands and rubbed his brows, "You go to the island first, I'll come later."

I said goodbye and moved on. I landed on the island and handed a famous post. Unfortunately, Yang Qingzhou is not on the island.

Out came to welcome me, Yang Suizhou's careless younger brother Yang Su, who entered the door and felt that the number of contacts was less than half.

"Where is the light boat?" I asked, looking at the tea.

"Why do you want to be so intimate!" Yang Su said in a bad tone and gave me a glance.

"It's rude, sorry." I was humbly taught and asked again, "What about Yang Gongzi?"

Yang Su said: "Zongli has recently been in trouble with Zhong Liyuan, and his elder brother took the opportunity to add firewood, and most of the people in Yanghu took away."

"Going in such a hurry?" I was a little surprised, and when I visited a few days ago, Yang Qingzhou didn't mention a word, was it a temporary intention.

"Yeah, the battle is more aggressive than we thought. In just half a month, more than a thousand people in the Qinglian Qingcheng have been slaughtered and destroyed. Most of the Renzong Temple was also killed and wounded. Within a few days, there will be no Qingcheng in this world. He Renzong Temple has two names. On the second master's side, Jin Guanting was also very injured, and it will be sooner or later. ”Yang Shu, a non-personal voice, looked out the window and said,“ I have passed Lidong. It's not suitable for fighting. The elder brother was thinking of going north again in early spring next year. However, at this speed, Henglian will not help to support the field anymore, just fear that the vertical will soon fall under the hands of the second master. "

The last time I was reminded by Ye Tan, I realized that all those who fought and killed in the war were flesh and blood, and once they were done, they were so indifferent. Now I feel heavy when I listen.

Yang Su said: "The rivers and lakes haven't had such a big change for a long time. It is endless, and no matter what the outcome is, it will never be the stalemate of the secession of princes today. It may not be a good thing."

After all, I am an outsider, I do n’t know the benefits, and I ca n’t tell who is right or who is wrong. I just said, “I hope Yang Gongzi will not be in trouble.”

Yang Su stunned the table indignantly, sneer: "What happened? What chance does he have ?! There is Mr. Tianji, who is known as Wolong's rebirth, and he can make good decisions and never make a mistake. It costs thousands of miles without a single death. Of course, lying down and waiting to win. "

I don't understand why he was angry: "Yang Gongzi has a counselor? Isn't this a good thing?"

"Good shit!" Yang Su rubbed the edge of the tea bowl and gritted his teeth. "I think that man is a magic stick liar. His elder brother was fascinated by him. He ran to his house every day when it was not bright."

"Did you say he was a **** ... have he caught evidence of his deception?" I asked again.

"That's not ..." Yang Su lowered his voice in guilty conscience, and exclaimed angrily, "You haven't seen it! How old is he ?! In his early twenties, he looks like a white-faced bunny grandfather with a small white face, and he knows astronomy Do you know the geography ?! Since he came here, he speculates that the situation is developing, the stars and weather, the piles and pieces are all allowed to be evil, absolutely a liar! "

Ok? I only hear strong vinegar?

"The most hateful thing is that this man also knows that I have a big brother ..." Yang Su gritted his teeth and cursed here, suddenly he said to himself, "Damn, that's wrong, he didn't know this ?! "

I was curious and asked, "Well? What's the matter?"

Yang Su blushed and glared at me: "Shut up!"

Empathy is like me, obediently shut up and stop speaking.

Yang Su said, "When it comes to this, who is in your family?"

"Which one?"

Yang Su was dissatisfied with my slowness, and impatiently said, "I just hug you in and out, making me think that you are the one who is the little boy and he is the master."

"Atan? ... I'm not in a position to say that, don't ask me." I remembered that there were ears next to the wall, and there must be someone to follow me, playing Tai Chi to get over, and wondering, "What is Xiao?

Yang Su gave me another glance: "Come on, what is pure!"

Alas, this person always scolds me and is very unhappy. They are also brothers. How can they be so inferior to Yang Qingzhou?

As soon as I thought of my brother, I remembered the young master I had just met on the lake and asked, "Yes, Master Zhong Liyuan and second master. Isn't the relationship good?"

"I'm not quite sure." Yang Su shook his head and said, "But the two people's evaluations on the rivers and lakes are quite different. The second master is an old fox, with a ruthless hand, holding many handles, and awesome people add together, Do n’t dare to provoke him easily. The young master is frivolous and scornful, and was originally despised, but in recent years many people from various factions have accepted his favor, but he feels that he is frank and candid. ”

"grace?"

"Yanguan has a large drought and no grain, and the young master sent someone to deliver food. In the past few years, the granddaughter of Mr. Qiuzhuang Qiu Lao was lost and he brought him back. There was a time when my brother and I were in trouble. I've been very grateful for his life and rescued him ... and so on, to name a few. "Yang Su mentioned him, and his irritable tone has also been warm.

"I can't see, he is such a careful and gentle person." Sure enough, he is not handsome, and my impression of him is that the prodigal son who eats tofu everywhere, never thought that he has such a lonesome side today, I do n’t know He played the flute so well.

We ate two cups of tea before Shi Ranji stepped in.

He had completely cleared away his bitterness and bitter bamboo flute did not know where to receive it, and changed back to the thinness of Dang Erlang Dang, sitting on my shoulders next to me, holding the tea bowl to the place I drank Taking a sip, teasing: "Lips and teeth are fragrant."

Still thinking about his appearance in the heart of the lake, I asked, "Master, why are you alone?"

The young master asked Yingying with a smile: "Otherwise?"

I don't know who he usually takes with him, so I had to pick an understanding and ask: "Where is Zeque?"

The young master laid down the tea bowl and crooked his head: "He went away and said he was seeking Kendo. After walking for almost a month, he left me a letter and didn't know where to go."

Can you travel casually? Zhong Liyuan is really generous to his subordinates.

I thought about it and persuaded, "Master, don't just look around for any month to taste Sheng, cherish the people in front of you. Zeque is also very good. He said last time that you would not like him, he is very Lost look. "

The young master turned to look at me, with a strange look: "He said that?"

I nodded.

Master Dao supported his chin with one hand, thinking for a moment, and smiled, "You're right, I have some regrets."

I went back to Gion this evening to freshen up and lie down. Since Ye Tan is not around, I have to go to sleep for a long time every night.

Insomnia, boring and boring into the modifier turned around.

Now that I'm too far away from Ye Tan, I can't see the situation on his side, I think of him more and more.

Glancing casually, unintentionally seeing the data, suddenly a cold heart.

Zeque, state is, dead.

It's been a month.

Under my misunderstanding, there was a hint of unpredictable hunch in my heart.

Searched for a month to taste Sheng.

Moon taste Sheng, also death.

He has been dead for two years.

If I am struck by lightning, my heart is shocked: Does the young master know these things? !!

If he doesn't know, should I tell him? Huai Ling hoped to find that person who has been dead for many years, and to be completely disheartened to learn the truth, which one is more sad?

If he had known about it ...

I think of him sitting alone on the eaves of the lake center today, a twist of willow; thinking of his closed eyes reflected in the lake center, he dare not look back at me from beginning to end; remembering that he said: I regret it.

My heart hurts like acupuncture.

I am a human broker.

Zhijun what happened tears.