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Text Chapter 308: Companionship is the longest confession of love

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    North of Xiangyang, snow is falling.  $().(23)(w)(x).() The entire plain is covered in white. At a glance, there is only a vast expanse. There are only a few vigorous old trees, curled up and standing proudly in the distance, black  The branches are dotted with white, making the scenery of the wilderness not too monotonous.  As the gathering of Jianghu people gradually dispersed, the town became quiet.  Now, heavy snow is sweeping across the entire north in winter, and the war has stopped for a while, but as soon as spring begins, war will be ignited throughout the northern part of the Jin Kingdom.  What is particularly important is that the battle between Mongolia and the Jin Kingdom has reached a fever pitch. If the Jin Kingdom loses again, all the power they rely on will change hands and they will be slaughtered by Mongolian swordsmen for nothing more than fish and meat.  There is really not much time left for Wanyan Honglie to prepare, and he cannot afford to waste it.  Therefore, Wanyan Honglie and his men only stayed in the town for one day and one night. After they found no trace of the treasure and the rangers sent out found no sign of the Mongols, they had no choice but to reluctantly lead the troops and set off again.  The Jin soldiers had already set off. Wanyan Honglie, who was sitting on a strong horse, watched the Jin soldiers line up in a long line and move towards the snowy ground in an orderly manner. He sighed leisurely, turned to Yue Ziran and said, "Brother Yue, gang leader"  , we meet again by fate, I hope we can have a showdown on the battlefield next time we meet. "After the threat of the Mongols is removed, Wanyan Honglie will definitely be free to deal with the Shandong Rebels and Xiangyang bandits, and they both know this.  , so Wanyan Honglie doesn¡¯t have to be secretive.  Wanyan Honglie may not be a good person, but he has to admit that he is the only commander worthy of praise in Dajin.  Yue Ziran smiled softly, bowed and said goodbye, "I hope so." The clouds were overwhelming.  A storm is coming.  Wanyan Honglie had an unknown premonition.  But I just thought it was the discomfort that the Mongolians were feeling.  "I hope so." He muttered melancholy.  He whipped his horse and rode away.  Wanyankang then said goodbye to Yue Ziran, and when he was about to turn around, Mu Nianci beside Yue Ziran said softly: "Wait a minute." Wanyankang put down the raised riding whip and looked at Mu Nianci.  "Dad said." Mu Nianci said with a somewhat sad tone, "If you feel tired outside one day, go back. Niujia Village by the Qiantang River will always be your home." Wanyankang was startled.  , there was some moisture in the eyes, but Wan Yankang stopped it before it started brewing.  His eyes were fixed on Mu Nianci, pure and without any evil thoughts, his throat was squirming, as if he had something to say, after a while he nodded slightly, rode his horse after Wanyan Honglie, and disappeared into the heavy snow.  The Buddha said: All conditioned dharmas are the combination of causes and conditions. Dependencies arise from time to time, and conditions cease to exist.  They are both walking on different paths.  At a certain time, at a certain place.  It arises due to fate, and when it goes in the opposite direction, it will end in nothingness.  "What if, more than once, Yang Kang said, if Yue Ziran had not shown up during the competition in Zhongdu to recruit a bride, would he and her have gotten together?  Yes, or no.  Only Yue Ziran can give him the answer.  Some love ends before it even begins, but love that is reduced to dust is more worthy of praise than any possession in the world.  When love reaches its peak, the flowers are over and the dust has passed, how much do you know?  ¡­ ¡­ As soon as Wanyan Honglie¡¯s figure disappeared from sight, there was a sudden long neigh and a strong red horse shot out from the side of the town like an arrow.  In a daze, Yue Ziran saw a stout young man wearing Mongolian-looking fur clothes, holding a bow and arrow in his hand and a quiver on his back.  The queue of Jin people was extremely long, with only a few people crowding around Wanyan Honglie.  The snow was falling heavily, the visibility was extremely poor, and the little red horse was extremely fast. When the little red horse was spotted, the golden cavalry was unable to react in time, and the range of their bows and arrows was also reached.  When Guo Jing was about to disappear from the eyes of Yue Ziran and others, he put his feet on the stirrups and stood up.  The red horse is very humane and moves smoothly, without even jolting the person on its back.  Guo Jing quickly took out the arrow from his back, took out the stirrup with his right foot, knelt on the horse, held the iron bow firmly with his left hand, and used his right hand to pull out the hard bow, aiming at the inexplicably horrified Wanyan Honglie.  The fingers relaxed.  The bow is bent like a full moon, and the arrow is like a shooting star.  Wanyankang reacted quickly and grabbed the golden soldier next to him to cover Wanyan Honglie. The golden soldier cried out in pain and was shot by a bow and arrow. The arrow grazed Wanyan Honglie's cheek and landed a few steps away.  Wanyan Honglie was thankful and was about to ask someone to come over to escort him. When he started to speak, he couldn't make any sound.  "A series of arrows." Yue Ziran put down the cylinder in his hand and whistled: "The second arrow penetrated the throat directly." Seeing that he had finished using it, Miss Huang hurriedly snatched the cylinder over. She didn't have much crystal to polish it.  When it came out, I cherished it very much. ??She took a look and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I could see clearly from such a distance." She looked up at Yue Ziran and asked, "How did you come up with this thing?" Yue Ziran raised his eyebrows and did not answer her.  Miss Huang pinched him, pouted and muttered: "Don't forget that this crystal still belongs to me." Yue Ziran said hurriedly: "It hurts, it hurts, of course I thought of it with my head. It's not that I don't know how to make Laoshizi glass."  Well, I can only use your crystal." "Glass?" Miss Huang asked, "Is it difficult to do it?" She was a little worried about the crystal.  "It's not difficult. Send people to Quanzhou and Guangnan East Road to find those Hu merchants who may know how to make glass." After Yue Ziran said that, he took the cylinder and saw that after Guo Jing got it, he couldn't stand and fell off his horse.  But Guo Jing was obviously prepared. His whole body was tied to the reins, and he was dragged by the little red horse all the way to the distance. The snow was very thick, and it couldn't cause much harm to him.  The golden cavalry wanted to chase, but they couldn't match the speed of the little red horse, and they were quickly thrown away.  After taking a breather, the little red horse slowed down a bit, allowing Guo Jing to get on the horse, bypassing the town and heading straight to the south.  Yue Ziran handed the cylinder to Shi Qinghua and sighed: "If one day we can train the cavalry to one-third of Guo Jing's ability, it will not be difficult to defeat the Mongols." Shi Qinghua nodded in agreement.  head.  The little bandit came up at this time and muttered to Shi Qinghua. Shi Qinghua nodded and said softly to Yue Ziran: "The leader of the Ming Cult has returned to the Western Regions, but half of them chose to leave the Ming Cult and stay in the Central Plains." Yue Ziran nodded and said to Yue Ziran.  At the place where Wanyan Honglie fell.  Lead everyone to bow and bow.  After straightening up.  Mounted the horse and pulled Miss Huang up, patted the snowflakes on her forehead, turned around and glanced at Luo Chuan, Mu Nianci, Xie Ran, Shi Qinghua, looked at the people who were already on the horse and prepared, and sneered, "I hope so."  , waved his hand and said: "Next stop, Xixia." After that, he took the lead and headed west.  Heavy snow falls one after another.  Their tracks were quickly covered.  Only the chaotic Jin army in the distance was left ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Xiyue, Huashan, snowflakes flying all over the sky.  Wearing white clothes, a long sword, and a weathered face, Bai Rang slowly climbed up Mount Huashan.  After passing the Pavilion of the south of Huashan, I have seen twelve plants in the ancient vine, enjoying the peach blossom snowflakes like a peach blossom, walked across the Hiyi box, and boarded Shamengping.  The snow is getting heavier and heavier.  The road becomes more dangerous as we travel.  Climb the Xixuan Gate with the iron cable and walk seven miles to Qingping.  At the end of the flat, the rocks look like they have been cut, and you can see the chess gambling pavilion in the distance.  It is said that Chen Tuan once played chess with Song Taizu here and won the entire Huashan.  Walk to the foot of the pavilion.  Bai Rang saw Tang Keer, whom he had met once before. She was playing chess with a monk and a Taoist priest in the chess pavilion. Seated next to her was a man with a face as white as tissue paper, watching the game.  "You're here." The Taoist priest raised his head to see Bai Rang, said hello, and said to Zhong Xi, "It's time to pay off this debt." Zhong Xi nodded, drew his sword and walked slowly down the stone pavilion.  He stood still and couldn't help but cover his coughs with his sleeves. When he put them down, there were already many red spots on his sleeves.  "The lineage of ancestor Chen Tuan has declined." Zhong Xi said softly, "I thought I could win peace in Huashan like my ancestors in troubled times, but no matter whether I compete for the sword manual, improve the martial arts Communist Party or join the Daijin and Mongolia  , they all failed in the end." Bai Rang nodded and drew his long sword.  "I'm not reconciled." Zhong Xi smiled bitterly, "But I can't let go of my pride." "Perhaps Miss Ke'er is right. In the face of the wheel of history, all inappropriate things will be crushed into dust."  Master." Bai Rang held the sword in his hand.  No more words about seed washing.  A strong wind swept through the Huashan Gambling Pavilion, and heavy snow rolled in the wind, covering his eyes.  Silver light flashed.  Bai let the blood on the sword gather into a line and slowly dripped down until all the blood was gone. Only then did he gently blow it off and return the sword to its sheath.  Bai Rang lost.  Zhong Xi fell down with a smile on his face.  For him, perhaps dying in the hands of his enemies would be happier than dying of torture from a disease.  Tang Ke'er picked up the black stones, put them down, killed the dragon, counted the black stones, and said softly: "The divination of plum blossoms has changed, you are going to lose." The black sect monk abandoned the white stones, looked at the chess game, shook his head, and sighed.  , went down the mountain with his hands behind his back.  The Taoist priest also stood up, walked to Zhong Xi's body, gently closed his eyes, and said, "The burden I gave him is too heavy." After that,?I picked up Zhong, washed my body, and entered the heavy snow.  Tang Ke'er came over, patted Bai Rang on the shoulder, and said: "The chess game is messed up. Your master needs me to mess it up even more. Let's go." Bai Rang was stunned and followed Tang Ke'er involuntarily, disappearing in  In the heavy snow.  ??¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Several years later, Niujia Village.  Yang Kang returned here alone. Looking at the white-haired Yang Tiexin in front of the wine shop and under the eaves, facing the sun, he couldn't help but burst into tears.  A few years later, Yang Tiexin was with him in glory, giving Yang Kang the same glory and wealth, and then he and Bao Xiruo were buried underground together.  "I can give you whatever you want." Yang Kang looked at Mu Nianci surrounded by people and chuckled: "What I want, none of you can give me." ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Several years later, Lin¡¯an Mansion.  The iron cavalry broke through the drunken life and dreams of the West Lake Painted Boat.  When Yue Ziran saw his grandmother again, she was already sleeping underground. His son proudly handed over the complete green dress to the graceful Xie Ran.  When they walked into the inn again, the seven fairies were feasting on the five delicacies stewed with mandarin ducks, but the blood of the old eunuch who had fulfilled his promise stained Yue Ziran's long sword red.  And it¡¯s hard for Yue Ziran and Xiaoer and Xiaosan to go back to the past.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ A few years later, reaching for the stars upstairs.  Yue Ziran kissed Luo Chuan gently goodbye, companionship is the longest confession of love.  They had spent dozens of years together, and now she was finally tired.  After all, immortality is not immortality.  "Will the sisters continue to fight in another world?" Jiang Yuhan asked.  "No." Ruo said, "Because you lost." Jiang Yuhan smiled bitterly.  On the pavilion of the Star-Zhaing Pavilion, a portrait is hung, like a scholar and a marquis of ten thousand households.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ A few years later, on Peach Blossom Island.  "One day, I will bring your mother to grace the world." Yue Ziran fulfilled his promise and put the phoenix crown on Huang Rong's head.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Several years later, White Camel Villa.  Ouyang Ke held his third child in his arms and raised a glass to the Central Plains.  Qiu Qianchi was full of jealousy and asked: "I heard that you once went to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage?" Ouyang Ke chuckled: "If I knew her status today, I wouldn't be a clown." After that, he looked at the three children surrounding him.  Ouyang Feng played with happiness in his eyes.  "When Huang Yaoshi came last time, he wanted to propose marriage to Yue Xiaozi's son, Yue Guo, to E'er." Ouyang Feng said.  "It's not his grandson." Ouyang Ke said, "Why didn't he propose marriage to his grandson? E'er will also be a mother in the future" "I heard from Huang Yaoshi that the boy's evil nature was even more evil than Dongxie's, and he won his heart deeply.  ." Ouyang Feng interrupted him.  Qiu Qianchi listened to their conversation and became angry: "The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable, so E'er goes to practice martial arts." Gongsun Lu'e had no choice but to pick up the sword and swing it a few times, then winked at Ouyang Feng, and was immediately  Xidu arranged to do other things.  It was just a matter of conversation, and the gap between them and Yue Ziran was insurmountable.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ A few years later, Zhongnan Mountain.  Yue Guo entered the Tomb of the Living Dead and said to himself that what his father had expected was indeed good.  He turned to wink at the Taoist priests who were making a show, and thought about sending Zhen Zhibing to northern Xinjiang to monitor the Mongolian movements.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ A few years later, the grassland.  Jin Lun Dharma King looked at the black sect monks proudly and said: "Now drive you to Siberia." "Where is Siberia?" "The devil knows." Jin Lun blurted out, but felt that it was inappropriate: "The Holy One knows."   ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Several years later, Xitang.  The words "Yue Ziran will always love Huang Rong" on the bluestone did not wait for the arrival of another Yue Ziran a thousand years later, but were respectfully offered to him. It was not until Yue Ziran and Huang Rong revisited their old place that their fingers lightly traced the carvings.  , count those warm memories.  Behind them, Mu Nianci, Xie Ran and others smiled happily.  The whole book is finished.  (To be continued) Hands?Users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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