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    With the adoring eyes of the soldiers of the Song family, Song Que and I walked into this world-famous mountain city of the Song family.  As soon as I stepped into the mountain gate, I saw a very broad square in front of me. The area was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people practicing at the same time.  The soldiers who were busy training at this time saw me and Song Que walking side by side through the mountain gate. They all stared at us with wide eyes and extremely respectful expressions.  To the north of the square is a city wall several feet high. After passing through this wall, you can truly enter the inner city of Songjiashan City. You can see that it is a city with high and low heights distributed vertically and horizontally. The architectural style is similar to that of the movie "The Lord of the Rings".  "Gangze", the human royal city in "Gangze", is somewhat similar, but the scale is far less majestic than Gangze, but it is enough to make people feel the true meaning of the word "shock".  What surprised me even more now is that there is a small stream in the inner city that goes around the city. Although the stream is only a few feet wide and several feet deep, it is large enough to meet the water needs of everyone in the mountain city.  Due to the warm climate in Lingnan here and the very large height span of the mountain city, you can see all kinds of exotic flowers and grasses in the mountain city. Many flowers that are out of season are blooming in this mountain city, making the originally somewhat abrupt mountain city  The embellishments are often dazzling.  I angrily came to the stream, squatted down, stretched out my hand to stir the stream in Qingche, looked at Song Que and said in surprise, "This stream is actually living water? Isn't there a spring dug in the mountain city?" Song Que smiled.  He nodded and pointed in the direction of the source of the stream: "In order to build this mountain city, it cost my Song family a hundred years of accumulated wealth. The location was finally chosen after repeated reviews. This is for this.  There is a mountain spring with sufficient water, so that the entire mountain city does not have to worry about cutting off the water supply under the mountain." At this time, Song Yuzhi also came to me and said proudly: "There is not only a stream in the mountain city, but also a man-made construction.  The waterfall can be seen through the window of the "Tingtao Xiaozhu" where I live. The sound is sometimes roaring and sometimes gentle. The really nice name "Tingtao Xiaozhu" comes from this, and the scenery of the entire mountain city where I live.  The most beautiful place. Brother Tian and his sisters might as well stay at my place." Then he turned to Song Que and said coquettishly, "Dad, what do you think of my proposal?" Song Que nodded helplessly.  Said: "Since dad has married you directly to Tianxiao, this mountain city is also your home. You can live wherever you want. Haha. I am still living in peace and quiet. I don't want you, a girl, to bother me all day long."  Song Yuzhi's face turned red when he heard Song Que agreed.  Busy and joyful, we pulled Zhu Yuyan and the girls ahead of us and ran to her "Tingtao Xiaozhu" to watch the waterfall.  Song Que and I headed all the way to the top of the mountain city, where Song Que, the clan leader, and his family lived.  Looking at the architectural art that is almost integrated with the scenery along the way, I am filled with admiration. I sigh at how great the wisdom of the working people is, and they can actually create such a magnificent mountain city with incredible craftsmanship.  When the mountain spring dug out of the towering cliff poured down from the distant view road, forming a gorgeous water curtain waterfall, he sighed: "No wonder Yang Jian's 300,000-strong army could not do anything to us.  A mountain city with such a sufficient water supply can survive even ten years without any damage." Song Que gave me a smile. He patted me on the shoulder intimately and said, "There is not only a sufficient water supply in the mountain city. It was built in the first place.  When they came to the city, they had already thought of all the possibilities that were detrimental to the Song family. Therefore, the Song family had tried their best to store sufficient food and grass in the mountain city. Using the dry and cold environment in the cave, they could keep the food for at least five years.  It will not deteriorate. With the prosperity of the Song family, several such granaries have been dug in recent years, and the food currently stored is enough to sustain the entire Song family for more than ten years. Humph, even if Yang Jian is capable.  Who am I?" Then he turned to me and joked: "No matter how strong the Song family's mountain city is, it may not be able to withstand the powerful sword of the wise son-in-law." I laughed and said, "My father-in-law believes in the rumors only seen in the market.  "Song Que tilted his head, smiled heartily, and said to me inexplicably: "There must be a reason for the rumor to come out of nowhere. Besides, it makes Zhu Yuyan fall in love with you wholeheartedly, and it makes that old guy Fu Cailin willing to give up everything he has.  Three precious apprentices will marry you. Haha, tell me why I don't believe it." After saying that, "Tingtao Xiaozhu" looked at Song Yuzhi and said with a peaceful expression: "Compared to the two above.  "Point. I believe in Zhizhi's vision even more!" At that time, Song Yuzhi and the other girls on the pavilion saw me and Song Que, and kept waving to me excitedly.  Song Yuzhi even ran down. He held Song Que and I up with one hand and led the two of us into the attic without any explanation.  The railings carved from high-quality white marble are soaked in grass juice and flower liquid, and the color has a quiet elegance. Outside the pavilion of the ink saint, there are various exquisite carvings. The furniture in the room is also  They are all made of various precious woods, exuding a light natural fragrance. It gives people an indescribable refreshing feeling. Like an arm.?The protruding platform is dotted with flowers in bloom. The white mist rising from the waterfall makes people fascinated.  Song Que really took great care of this precious daughter, which can be seen from the structure of "Tingtao Xiaozhu".  Song Yuzhi smiled at me and said, "How is it? Isn't the scenery here beautiful?" I looked at the waterfall in front of me intoxicated, then stared at Song Yuzhi with a smile and said, "It seems that my family Zhizhi has a discerning eye, not only in choosing  My husband made the right choice, and he is even better at feng shui. Living in such beautiful scenery all day long, no wonder Zhizhi is so beautiful." Song Yuzhi's pretty face was slightly red, and she gave me a shy and charming look when she heard my approval.  I was very happy in my heart.  At Song Yuzhi's "strong" request, a few people enjoyed a fancy lunch at "Tingtao Xiaozhu". Looking at Song Yuzhi who was beside me with a happy face on the wine table, Song Que's face  I always wore a smile that I had never seen before.  People are in high spirits when happy events happen. The daughter he loves most has found a good home, and one of his wishes has been fulfilled. At this time, Song Que truly let go of the burden in his heart and devoted himself wholeheartedly to this family relationship.  In the midst of joy.  As the head of a wealthy family, he also stood at the pinnacle of martial arts. Even the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who commanded the famed Song family had no choice but to stay in Shancheng. Song Que had the power to make everyone in the world  An honor that everyone envies.  But who knows the bitterness in Song Que's heart.  Having been trapped in the whirlpool of fame and fortune for several decades, in his heart, only now is he able to enjoy his family life.  Song Que¡¯s change in state of mind at this time did not escape my eyes.  There was a flash of light in his pupils. He asked Song Yuzhi, who was nestling in my arms, "Does Zhizhi have a piano in his room? My father-in-law is so good today. Why don't you just let me play a song?" Song Yuzhi was sparkling with energy.  After drinking a glass of water and wine, a charming look appeared on her face. She nodded obediently.  In a moment, he took out a piano from the room and handed it into my hands.  Zhu Yuyan and the other girls stopped making noise. They all held their chins with their hands and waited quietly.  I placed the guqin in front of me, calmed down, and ten of them slowly touched the strings. The smart notes danced on my fingertips and flew happily into the air.  Above the small building, there was a constant noise of Xuanxi, echoing in the sky above the entire mountain city.  At this time, almost everyone in the mountain city stopped what they were doing and stayed quietly listening to the fairy-like beauty in the sky. It evoked the longing for flawless beauty in the hearts of hidden talents. Every one  The beating earth music chanting turned into a trickle in their ears.  It flowed in their hearts. All the impetuousness disappeared inexplicably at this moment.  All complaints and dissatisfaction became irrelevant at this moment. What filled my heart was only the kind of happiness that cannot be described in words. It was the kind of happiness that gave up all the baggage in the heart and quietly pursued the ideal.  Not only the people in the Song family's mountain city, but all the living and inanimate things bathed in the musical notes have become silent. Even the sound of the mountain spring pouring has disappeared without a trace. The rising mist has become more and more intense.  hazy.  I don¡¯t know how long I played a fairy tune. When I stopped, I found that the girls around me and Song Que were all in deep contemplation. I smiled lightly.  This had been expected for a long time. Song Que's expression had caught my attention just now.  The faint divine light emanating from Song Que who put down his burdens cannot be captured by others, but it cannot escape my huge spiritual consciousness.  That is exactly the scene where energy undergoes a qualitative change under the influence of the subconscious when one is about to step into the heavenly realm.  But I also know that only Song Que at this time can maintain this state of mind. After leaving this "Tingtao Xiaozhu", he will be put on an invisible shackles again. So I took this opportunity to play a piano to help him through it.  This difficulty.  Please clear the dishes on the stone table.  Ce wrote a brief letter and placed it on the stone table. It simply reminded them not to disturb Song Que's meditation when he woke up. Whether he could cross the threshold of "the way of heaven" depends on Song Que's understanding and determination.  .  At the same time, he made it clear that he would go to the mountain city alone and take a look around so that they don't have to worry.  I left "Tingtao Xiaozhu" to enjoy the unique scenery in the mountain city by myself. Because of the song just now, almost everyone in the mountain city fell into meditation. The feeling when entering the city was nowhere to be seen.  This kind of noise makes it seem extraordinarily quiet.  After walking aimlessly in the mountain city for a long time, I saw the people in the city waking up from their meditation. Everyone's face was full of optimism and positive words. It can also be said that  It is an inspiring beggar.  Taking a different road than when I came, I circled up and took a few turns and then returned to the top floor. However, I was surprised to find that in front of me was a pure land of flowers. All kinds of blooming flowers in the mountain city can be found here.  Their sisters.  In the middle of the sea of ??flowers is a wooden attic with a hometown style. Feeling good, I walked into the attic along the only cobblestone road.Looking around, one can tell at a glance that this is a girl's boudoir, filled with the same gentle and elegant fragrance as Song Yuzhi's room.  The difference is that the place is decorated with all kinds of novel flowers, and there are various ancient musical instruments hanging on the walls. It can be seen that the owner of this house is a woman with a weak nature.  After discovering that this room was a woman's boudoir, I secretly screamed "burst" in my heart and was about to turn around and leave. At this time, a voice that sounded like a fairy came from behind, "Could the sound of the piano just now come from the hands of the master?" I  Turning around, even though I am used to seeing stunning beauties, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The second girl in front of me has pink lips, a straight nose, eyes like a lake of autumn water, and slender eyebrows that fall into the temples.  Skin as jade as snow, graceful posture.  Her exquisite and translucent figure further accentuates her otherworldly beauty.  Compared to the slightly masculine Song Yuzhi, her beauty reveals a kind of endearing weakness, and her expression is somewhat similar to Song Yuzhi's.  "Song Yuqing?" I couldn't help but blurt out.  Song Yuqing was stunned for a moment. He immediately understood and said with a faint smile: "So you are Sister Zhi's future husband, Long Tianxiao. You can defeat Li Mi's 300,000 troops in Luoyang City with one song. Think of the wonderful music just now.  It must have come from your hands." Then he sighed and said, "Sister Zhi has really found a good husband." I smiled and said, "How does Qingmei know that I am that Long Tianxiao?"  Since he has become Song Yuzhi's husband, it is not an exaggeration to call Song Yuqing "Qingmei".  Song Yuqing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You have already called me "Qingmei" now. This is enough to prove that you are Long Tianxiao. As long as people know my identity, no matter what their background is,  There is absolutely no man who dares to call me that except that guy." When she said the last sentence, her pretty face turned red and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up with a sweet smile, recalling the time when she was in Luoyang. Because  Kou Zhong called himself "Qingmei" and was beaten by him, making him look like a wolf running around.  "That guy?" I hesitated for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Qingmei is talking about Xiaozhong, right? Haha, it seems that Qingmei is still thinking about Xiaozhong in her heart." Song Yuqing heard the two words "Xiaozhong"  , his expression darkened, and he said with some resentment: "So what if I remember? What if I don't remember? He is devoted to the world, but I am indifferent to fame and fortune. There is more than a thousand miles between us?" "Haha" I  Smiling, he looked at Song Yuqing, who looked a little sad, and said teasingly: "You have ambitions in the world, but you can also care about one person. I believe you appreciate Chu Xiaozhong's feelings for you more than I do. There is no difference between the world and fame and fortune.  Inevitable connection. Qingmei has been able to live in luxury since she was born. Everything she does is related to fame and fortune. Without the wealth of the Song family, how could Qingmei be so indulged in the landscape? Without the power of the Song family, how could Qingmei live in this quiet place?  In this place, just watch the flowers blooming outside? Without the Song family, Qingmei is just an ordinary woman, surviving in this troubled world. Even if she has fallen into the world, how can Xiao Zhongzhi just end up in the world?  In this troubled world, people in the world can be as carefree as Qingmei. In fact, there is no harm in pursuing fame and fortune. As long as you can keep your true intentions, there is no need to worry about fame and fortune. And Qingmei, you don't value it either.  Is this what Xiao Zhong is about? " "The bodhi tree has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing there, so there is no dust." I floated away with a soft voice.  Song Yuqing¡¯s eyes were blurred, and he murmured to himself, recalling the quatrains that lingered in his ears, thinking deeply.
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