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Volume 1 Chapter 87 Time flies like water, old friends...

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    Fufujiao, also known as Xia Shayang, was originally created by a noble concubine in the Chang'an Palace who climbed up to the Calyx Zhenghui Tower in the afterglow of the setting sun. She looked up and saw the unusually beautiful clouds in the west sky, so she ordered the inner court dyeing institute to make a Xia gauze sample accordingly.  The craftsmen worked hard and waited until it was completed, and it will be brilliant and beautiful.  It is made into women's skirts, and the wearer is very delicate and charming, so it is named after the skirt.  Fufujiao originated from the inner court and was popular in the Guisheng family in Chang'an. It has not spread to Xiangzhou, Shannan West Road.  Because of this, Lin Ziyue's fufujiao look is particularly eye-catching.  She was already extremely beautiful, but her beauty and splendor were multiplied by her caress, making her in her twenties suddenly shine like a rare pearl, unparalleled in beauty and invincible in youth.  On the streets of Xiangzhou where people are coming and going, almost every passer-by will turn to admire this beauty who looks like she has stepped out of a painting. Because of her appearance and presence, this street suddenly becomes more lively, crowded and brightly colored.  .  Phoenix Nirvana, the girl who was always shrouded in endless pressure on Fengge Mountain in the past finally bloomed in the most gorgeous manner.  ??Looking at the slim Lin Ziyue who was trying her best to look angry.  Ye Yi'an inexplicably remembered her unyielding determination when she wielded the Taomu Sword on the top of Fengge Mountain.  Beauty is like jade, sword energy is like rainbow When the memory of the tough Lin Ziyue on the top of Fengge merged with the Lin Ziyue in Fufujiao in front of her, the corners of Ye Yi'an's mouth slowly turned up like a thawing spring breeze. In this heart  In the smile that spread out from the deepest part of the lake, all the dense and confusing information that was still entangled with him just now, and those questions that he had been pondering over and over and couldn't solve, all disappeared in an instant.  "At this moment, Ye Yi'an has no Taoism, no cultivation techniques, no captain Yulin Renyong, no black prison, and even the master who has been thinking about him for the past five years has temporarily disappeared into a corner of his heart.  What he could see was the entire world in his heart. At this moment, at this moment, all he could see was Lin Ziyue, who was pretending to be angry, but her eyebrows were as crescent-like as crescent moons.  On the streets of Xiangzhou, even though there were countless pairs of eyes falling on her, Lin Ziyue was as unconcerned as a torrent of rocks, as if those people peeping at her beauty didn't exist at all.  But when Ye Yi'an ignored her question but smiled back, her pretentious anger could no longer be restrained, and she smiled so brightly that it captivated the country.  Looking at each other and smiling, the two naturally came together and walked side by side on the streets of Xiangzhou.  Ye Yi'an didn't ask where Lin Ziyue was going, and just followed Lin Ziyue aimlessly, listening to the criticism in his ears as he walked, "Okay, why don't you write to me when you are in Xiangzhou?" "I am again  I don¡¯t know where you are.¡± ¡°If you don¡¯t know, you won¡¯t ask me. How difficult is it to ask? Humph, every time I think about this in Chang¡¯an, I want to break your legs.¡± When Lin Ziyue continued to vent her grievances.  , but saw Ye Yi'an beside him turning around and going to a shop on the roadside. When he came out again after a while, he already had a carved beard hat with a veil around it in his hand.  When Ye Yian raised her carved beard hat, Lin Ziyue slightly stepped forward and asked her predecessor Ye Yian to put it on for her, and carefully arranged the gauze covering at the brim of the hat.  Ye Yi'an's movements were gentle and natural when doing this.  In front of him, Lin Ziyue, who lowered her head slightly, naturally and silently remembered the scene when the two of them entered Xiangzhou City together for the first time a year ago.  That time it was Ye Yi'an who bought her a carved beard hat, and that time he put it on for her with his own hands. That time, even Ye Yi'an's movements when adjusting the veil were as delicate and gentle as ever.  It was from that moment on that her tired heart relaxed for the first time after three years of tension.  Lowering her head, Lin Ziyue smiled quietly. Although time passed like water, and there was no meeting or correspondence during the year of separation, everything was still the same as before.  He is still him, I am still me, and I still feel this way, so good, so good!  After putting on Lin Ziyue's carved beard hat, Ye Yian looked around and let out a sigh of relief.  Not everyone can treat countless people's attention as nothing like Lin Ziyue. After all, he is still not used to being the center of attention.  "Let's go out of the city for a walk." "Okay." Ye Yi'an didn't ask where to go out of the city, nor what he was going to do. Since Lin Ziyue may have been accustomed to pretending to be strong in front of him even if she was pretending to be in front of him because of past experiences, then  He just goes along.  Where to go and what to do, does it matter?  On the way out of the city, Ye Yi'an spoke very little, and it was Lin Ziyue who did the talking.  They talked about the prosperity of Chang'an, the liveliness of Chang'an Market, and the foreign people in Chang'an Market who were all dressed in strange clothes and belonged to unknown foreign countries. The only thing they didn't talk about was her experience at the Guanji Laiyuan in Xuandu.  Ye Yi'anWhen he spoke, he was talking about the anecdotes that happened in the wells of Xiangzhou City, without mentioning anything about what he had done in the past year.  The two of them seemed to have a clear understanding of each other. On this day of reunion after a long absence, they did not want any heaviness or worry to ruin their good mood.  After leaving the city, after passing through this section of the road, the surprise of seeing each other again has passed, and slowly settled into a kind of light and meaningful peace and joy.  Ye Yian looked up and saw that the sky was blue and the clouds were white. ? Continuing to move forward, we arrived near Yuliangdu without realizing it. Looking at the Lumen Mountain opposite, it was obvious that Lin Ziyue wanted to visit the mountains.  After all, she grew up in Fengge Mountain. Compared with the bustling city, she is still closer to the mountains and forests.  As the most well-known ferry outside Xiangzhou City, Yuliang Ferry is always very lively and noisy. Seeing this, Lin Ziyue stopped in the distance and turned to walk up the ferry.  Arriving at the Mianshui River, Lin Ziyue did not use any magic to cross the river as Ye Yi'an imagined. Instead, she waved her hand across a flat-headed flower oar that was used for people to cruise across the river.  After getting on the boat, he saw the familiar boat girl, and the figure of Yan Ruyi suddenly appeared in Ye Yi'an's mind. It was a coincidence that this oar was the same boat that he and Yan Ruyi took while boating on the Han River that day.  For a moment, Ye Yi'an was slightly absent-minded, saying Ruyi was okay now!  At this time, the boatman's daughter who was a singer came to serve tea. Lin Ziyue took off her carved beard hat. The boatman's daughter was stunned and then sighed with deep envy: "My sister's skirt is so beautiful."  , people are more beautiful." This sentence made Lin Ziyue, who was looking around, smile like a flower, and glanced at the song card on the small table in front of him, "Can you sing a song? If you can sing a good one, I will help you with more money."  "How about I sing "Zhou Nan? Han Guang" from "The Book of Songs"?" Hearing this, Ye Yi'an smiled silently. The last time he came here, the boatman's daughter sang the same song "There are trees in the south"  , "Don't stop thinking about it" "Zhou Nan? Han Guang" When Lin Ziyue heard that the word "¾­" was mentioned, Lin Ziyue immediately shook his head.  The singer's daughter thought for a while, "Does your sister like "Hanjiang Linfan"?" Lin Ziyue is a person that even Tao Yuanming doesn't know, so how can he know "Hanjiang Linfan"?  Facing the envious and affectionate eyes of the singer's daughter, he was really embarrassed to ask her to recite the content of the poem, so he turned his attention to Ye Yi'an and asked him to save the situation.  Ye Yian looked at Lin Ziyue, who was slightly embarrassed, and smiled without saying a word.  It wasn't until the moment before she, the "old lady," was about to burst out, that she burst out laughing and said, "Master of the mountain, don't think too much about being picky. "Hanjiang Linfan" is Wang Mojie's famous work. There are few landscape works in the world.  "The one on your right" After saying that, Ye Yi'an recited the poem in a soft voice like those scholars pretending to be intoxicated: "Chu is connected with three Xiangs, and Jingmen is connected with nine schools."  The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful.  The county town of Bucheonpo is filled with waves in the sky.  It¡¯s a nice windy day in Xiangyang, and I¡¯m left drunk with the mountain old man.  This is a poem that Ye Yi'an likes very much. At this moment, when he was boating on the river, he felt it especially. The sound of the soft chant coincided with the meaning of the poem. After chanting, the singer's daughter clapped her hands and praised, "It's so good.  The young master must be the reciter in the state school?" Before Ye Yi'an could answer, Lin Ziyue shook his head and said, "No, I don't like it. Let's change the song." At this time, the singer's daughter's eyes widened and she clutched Bai Bai tightly.  After thinking hard for a long time, Shengsheng said timidly: "How about I sing "Returning to Lumen Temple at Night" by our Xiangzhou Mengshan people to my sister?" Lin Ziyue pretended to pause for a while, then reluctantly nodded.  .  The singer's daughter went to the back cabin to get the pipa with relief. After she left, the corners of Ye Yi'an's mouth were not completely raised, and there was already another slender foot on her foot that was like a crushing force. "If you dare to laugh again, get off the boat."  Just break your legs, I will keep my word." At this point, Ye Yi'an couldn't bear it any longer, and his clear and unrestrained laughter echoed throughout the oar.  Before the angry Lin Ziyue could make any more moves, the boatman's daughter came in with a pipa in her arms. A moment later, among the sound of the pipa like water, there was a clear singing voice and the sound of gurgling water on the oar.  The singer's daughter sang the famous poem "Returning to Lumen Temple at Night" by Meng Haoran of Xiangzhou: "The bells in the mountain temple are ringing and the day is already dark, and the Yuliang ferry is noisy.  The people followed the sand road to Jiangcun, and I also took a boat back to Lumen.  The moonlight at Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place.  The woodcutter path is not long and lonely, only lonely people come and go at night.  When the song was over, the flower oar had just crossed the river. After giving the singer's daughter a generous amount of money, Lin Ziyue curled her lips and said, "It's a crime for anyone who listens to these songs.""It's not as good as the two songs you sang on Fengge Mountain." On the top of the style mountain, the first real encounter between the two was on that moonlit night. Ye Yi'an came out to breathe and relax after practicing, and was blowing the leaves to soothe himself.  At that time, Lin Ziyue came to watch the night and sang two local folk songs "Xiangcheng Music" at his request: "Go to Xiangyang City in the morning and stay at the dike in the evening. My beautiful daughter is stunning."  Jiangling Three Thousand Three, in the middle of Xisaimo. But how can these two folk songs be better than Wang Wei and Meng Haoran's famous landscape poems? But Ye Yi'an understood Lin Ziyue's words at all.  With reasonable words and a gentle smile, Lin Ziyue got off the boat and walked forward. Facing the vast Lumen Mountain, Lin Ziyue didn't know where to go for a while.  I asked Meng Haoran where his thatched cottage was. People in the Tang Dynasty had the habit of studying in the mountains, and Master Meng, who loved nature, was no exception. Although his home was in Xiangzhou City, he built several thatched cottages in Lumen Mountain as a place of study.  Since then, these thatched cottages have been with him throughout his life. Nowadays, the famous Master Meng has disappeared into the green mountains and beautiful waters of Lumen Mountain, and the mountain streams and springs, but the thatched cottage where he lives is still shining in the pines and the bright moon.  Waiting for the master's return at night. Now that he has arrived at Lumen Mountain, Ye Yi'an is in a rare and relaxed mood, feeling a bit like a scholar visiting a beautiful place. Meng Haoran is famous all over the world, and he is the pride of Xiangzhou people.  The woodcutter in the mountain naturally knew the location of his thatched cottage. After thanking the woodcutter for his guidance, Ye Yian and Lin Ziyue walked towards the thatched cottage along the path that Meng Haoran was accustomed to walking. They turned around a steep bluestone.  , a small flat valley suddenly appeared in front of it, surrounded by streams and green grass. There was a thatched cottage built like a landscape painting between the mountains, streams and green grass. Seeing this scene, Lin Ziyue was delighted.  Admired. The cottage is half an acre, with four or five thatched cottages. Mountain flowers surround the house, and the vegetable garden is in front. The stream is winding around, and the birds are singing deep in the tree tops. Not to mention the beautiful scenery of the forest.  Ye Yi'an also felt his eyes light up, and even his mind felt a lot calmer. Looking at the location of the thatched cottage, Meng Haoran, who regretted not being able to see it, lived up to his reputation as a landscape master. The two were delighted.  Just as he was about to step forward, he saw the door of the thatched cottage opened from the inside, and an old man in rough clothes and an ancient face walked out. The old man didn't even look at Ye Yi'an and Lin Ziyue, and just held the bag in his hand.  After placing the dustpan in a sunny place to dry, he clapped his hands and turned back to the thatched cottage. It seemed that Meng Haoran's thatched cottage had changed owners, and the owner had no intention of being hospitable. It would be too uninteresting to force him to come in at this time.  After shaking his head, he walked to the dustpan to see what the dustpan was drying. At a glance, Ye Yi'an's brows were suddenly raised.  Some clean tortoise shell animal bones that have been processed. These oracle bones vary in size, but the same thing is that each piece of oracle bone is engraved with many self-contained regular patterns and symbols.  This is definitely a kind of writing, but Ye Yi'an looked at it carefully for a long time, but he didn't recognize any of it.  This writing is neither Qin seal script nor Han official script. It has never appeared in the world at that time.  ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of which the ancient style and ancient meaning revealed in it are extremely obvious.  This coincidence of temperament is exactly the same as the Yun Wen that Ye Yi'an studied hard.  Looking at these strange lines, Ye Yi'an's head was pounding. Is there any connection between this seemingly equally ancient text and Yun Wen?  Can studying it help lift the fog that surrounds Yunwen?
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