Chapter 318

[well, continue to ask for the red ticket ~! ]

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Princess Gaoyang accompanied Princess Yinde and left Xuanwu hall to meet Li Shimin. Yinde imperial concubine also took the jewelry box with dust to dress up, and wanted to change back into the glorious empress of the imperial concubine.

Qin mubai didn't stay much, so he resigned first and left the palace.

He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for Yinde imperial concubine. He only knew that Yinde imperial concubine did not belong to the heaven king temple or Dajiao temple after all. For her, the empty door of Buddhism and Taoism is just a resting place in the rush of her life, and she can't get the final destination. Maybe she is the grass under the spider web in front of the Buddhist temple that has been persistent for three thousand years, or the spoony who has been affected by the wind and sun for five hundred years. She has her pursuit and world. Anyone can cheat, but she can't.

Tear off her disguised plain robe and go on with her life as the empress of the German imperial concubine, so as to fulfill her destiny in this life Compared with 3000 years of looking up and 1000 years of wind and sun, what is it?

This may be the understanding of Yinde imperial concubine.

Qin mubai can never fully understand Yinde imperial concubine. Her heart may be the tranquility of a flower and a world, or the vastness of the turbulent waves.

What does it matter? The scholar who has seen the mirror of the third generation will recover soon. Why is Qin mubai obsessed with the life of Yinde imperial concubine? He also knew that he was not a good man or a good woman. He would not completely change his outlook on life and values because of master Qingshan's words. He would not have an epiphany like Princess Yinde and sob like Princess Gaoyang.

But, after all, there is something heavy in my heart.

It's not sad, it's not easy, it's just heavy. It's like a light heart. It's a lot of precipitation at this moment.

Men just need precipitation. Maybe master Qingshan is right. Qin mubai really has Buddhist roots.

I left the palace just at the beginning of the light. Xishi street is as busy as ever. This is one of the most prosperous markets in the world.

Qinxian Pavilion is a pearl of the western city. At this time, Chang'an's top poets and generals will gather here.

The imperial court is a historical stage. Director of the rise and fall of the world of Kyushu; Qin Xiange is the gathering place of Chang'an upper class, leading the Zhenguan Tang Dynasty. Don't be surprised to see the imperial relatives dancing with the young two actors, and the prime minister tasting wine with the despondent officials.

Without these, it would not be Qinxian Pavilion.

Majestic and magnificent, it's not too much to use it to describe today's Qinxian Pavilion. Qin mubai passed by the gate road and couldn't help stopping to watch.

There is no rickshaw puller Xiao er who serves horses to meet guests like an ordinary wine shop at the door, nor is there any prostitute who stands at the door with her breast open to attract guests. There is only a jade statue on a high platform - a woman with a hazy face wearing a veil. Jinchai jade ring is exquisitely cut, holding a lute, lotus fingers holding an amber jade cup, eyes half closed, drunk slightly smoked, lifelike.

It has the charm of drunkenness.

The statue stands out in the street of Xishi, which is full of lights and crowds.

It is said that the statue was made of Lantian white jade and the gold and silver jewelry on the woman's body. The amber Cup held in his hand was a tribute from Nanma state, which was selected by Emperor Li Shimin himself from his treasure house when Qin Xiange was renovated and opened. Every morning, whether it's windy or rainy, people in Qinxian Pavilion will pour a cup of Qinxian wine into the cup for all kinds of immortals. Then in the middle of the night, the glass of wine will be taken down for auction, and the one with the highest price will get it. Whether it is covered with dust or half of the rain and snow, it will also become a good collection, just because it was drunk by the gods.

Seeing Qin Xiange again today, Qin mubai has a feeling of vicissitudes. When I first met Wu Meiniang, Qin Xiange also called "Tianxia", which reminds Qin mubai of the scene when he just left Chang'an for Lanzhou and missed Chang'an and his family. At the banquet when they first arrived in Lanzhou, many people got drunk. The sound of flute sounded in the night sky, and many soldiers wept This scene is vivid.

Qin mubai held the cup in front of his mouth and stopped. It's all in the wind.

At the end of the article, it is a typical sad song of Acacia, obviously depicting the family members who depend on the door and are worried about the soldiers who are fighting outside.

Sentimental, far-reaching artistic conception, deep love, strong meaning.

Qin mubai can't help but cast his eyes on the face of the demon. Under the soft candlelight, she is only a beautiful face and absent-minded eyes, and can never connect her with the city and country. However, the warm and sincere affection hidden under her simple elegance made her bright and moving.

If there is a "bosom friend" in the world, Qin mubai can be sure that he is the bosom friend of demon without hesitation. At least for the moment. He is.

He recognized the continuous friendship in her songs and the selfless and silent watching. Maybe she never looked up to the Buddha for three thousand years romantically and persistently, and told the Buddha her full wishes and obsession. She is more like a grass growing on the roadside, humble or even humble. In summer, she dances with the wind and reflects the flowers. In winter, she sleeps in the snow and returns to the dust.Her loneliness and persistence are always buried in her heart, not related to wind and snow.

When it's just a song. Qin mubai understood her.

At this point, there was a sudden silence. The big songs and dances outside the accord seem to have stopped. The atmosphere of pushing cups all over the hall and calling friends seems to be in a moment of silence. The whole Qinxian Pavilion is quiet.

Everyone looked at the humble room on the second floor at the right corner, which was a bit shabby and out of place with the whole luxury restaurant.

Look up.

"Good --" suddenly, the whole restaurant broke out like a storm of applause and applause, shaking the world inside and outside the building, and the people on the west street looked up in surprise. They saw that many people who could not enter the Qinxian Pavilion stood under the west wall, stretched their necks, looked up at the window where the pipa music floated out, and clapped their hands desperately. They were so drunk.

The crowd, almost boiling.

Qin mubai gently put down the teacup and looked at the demon with a smile.

The demon son's expression is a little cramped, blush, low head.

"You have surpassed me, demon." Qin Mu Bai smiles, "heard, did not see person, entire Chang'an actually cheers for you!"

The demon Feng Ruo Guizhen hugged the pipa in her arms, as if she was afraid that it would be robbed. She bit her lips gently and said in her own voice: "what's the use of moving a city? After all Still can't move that God's heart. Because I'm just human. "

Qin mubai looks at the demon and smiles.

At this moment, in his eyes, the little red face and grey eyes of the demon son were more moving than the drunken princess who drank with the immortals outside the building.

Sparrow to Phoenix?

Such things are not just legends.

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