A Record of University Life at Pili University

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Crazy, the girl was tortured so much that she couldn't sleep, so she wrote a horrible article and sent it to the author who was also tortured very badly. She roared, there is a stepmother in this world who is more stepmother than reality I am the dividing line in the following content where all the characters have collapsed and the content is incomprehensible The 10th year of Guiyuan, the 23rd day of the eighth lunar month, by the Moxi Lake "It is late in spring when I return from the Painting Pavilion. Swallows are flying together. Willows are soft and peach blossoms are shallow. Drizzle fills the sky and the wind fills the courtyard. No one can see the frown. I lean against the railing alone and my mind is confused. The grass is green and green, and I still remember the south bank of the river. Lovers in the wind and moon change secretly. Old travels are like dreams with broken hearts. I most recall the south of the Yangtze River, where there are thousands of miles of threads and lingering lotuses listening to the rain. A painted boat floated slowly from the lake, and faintly heard bursts of singing. The girl's voice was light and graceful, with a brightness that did not understand the world. On the long embankment, a carriage stopped. His pure hand opened the curtain and looked at the lake. The waiter standing next to the carriage took two steps forward and asked: "Sir, you...", The owner of the hand waved: "Nothing, just go ahead." I just remembered that the person had read this sentence before, so I couldn't help but stop and listen. The waiter didn't dare to ask more questions when he saw this. He bowed and the carriage started moving again. Su Xuyuan lay back on the soft felt in the carriage, closed her eyes and rested. It has been ten years since he took the throne, and ten years since that man left. On this day every year, no matter how busy things are, he will remember to go to the temple to meet him and talk about what happened in the past year or so, what he has done, and what changes have occurred in the court. It had been like this since he was a child. No matter whether it was sadness, troubles or happy things, he would only talk to him. Xuyuan knew that although the man never said anything, he must like to hear these things in his heart. The carriage moved slowly, and soon it arrived at its destination. He touched the hand of the waiter and got out of the carriage. Su Xuyuan raised his head and looked at the long stairs in front of him and the monks greeting him. He raised his hand and said, "No need to be polite, get up. I just came to see him." The monks had long been accustomed to worshiping the Buddha once a year. They started with a lotus flower and walked to the temple with His Majesty. When they arrived at an elegant room, all the monks withdrew, leaving Suxuyuan and Sui behind. Su Xuyuan gave some instructions to the waiter, opened the door and walked into the room. "You're here, take a seat." Sitting in the room is a monk in white clothes, about thirty years old, with a gentle face, and a pair of swirling eyebrows that are indistinguishable from Su Xuyuan. When he saw Su Xuyuan, he didn't bow and continued what he was doing. Su Xuyuan bowed to him as a nephew, followed his words and sat cross-legged on the futon without making a sound, just watching the movements of his hands. The two of them were silent and focused on brewing the cup of chrysanthemum tea in their hands. He had a rare reputation for elegance and was proficient in all such elegant things. Soon the room was filled with the fragrance of tea. "You came late this time. I'm afraid Wuyu had to wait too long. You know his personality. The more worried you are, the more silent you become, but you also have a tough mouth. So I made a cup of chrysanthemum tea to make him angry." The monk smiled helplessly, with a look of doting in his eyes. "Su Huanzhen, you..." Su Xuyuan opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say what was in her heart. No matter what he said, when he was young and didn't understand what was going on between the two of them, he could only see Wuyu full of thoughts and secretly weeping. I was unhappy with the man in front of me. In addition, he had been living with the Confucian leader Longshou for many years. The leader was not satisfied with Su Huanzhen, and he became even more dissatisfied after hearing and seeing him. The year he ascended the throne, Wuyu finally passed away in Su Huanzhen's arms. He still remembered how calmly the man in front of him arranged Wuyu's funeral, and everything was taken care of. There seemed to be no trace of grief in his eyes. He was so angry that he used the power of the emperor to suppress his father for the first time, and with the help of Longshou, he took Wusu's body from his hands. Although Wuyu was once Su Huanzhen's wife, she was not considered a member of the royal family after the two reconciled. Longsu Ansu really killed Tan Wuyu, saying that Tan Wuyu said, "You can't live in the Su Mansion, and you can't die in the imperial mausoleum" in front of Su Huanzhen. , Personally lit the body on fire and placed the ashes in this temple, and even lowered his words: "As long as you are still Su Huanzhen, you will not be allowed to enter this temple." Buddha Sword and Jianzi knew that Longsu and Wuyusu were still on good terms, and had vouched for Su Huanzhen in front of Longsu. Now that they were gone, they obeyed Longshou for a while, so they did not impose any obstruction. He was young and didn't understand it at the time, but now he is frightened when he thinks about it. Qingyangzi and Mo Zhaonu were already preparing to rob him. They were high-ranking ministers and held great power. However, his young ascendancy to the throne was not stable because he had assistants from the Three Religions. If he really took action, he might not be able to get an advantage. But when Su Huanzhen saw Tan Wuyu's body being burned, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted and lost consciousness. When he woke up, he was like crazy. He broke into the Confucian sect at night and snatched out Tan Wuyu's ashes that were temporarily placed here. He held them day by day and refused to let go. He talked to no one and kept talking. The sound calls without desire. Mu Shaoai spent a lot of effort but could not cure his disorder. In the end, he woke up on his own, placed the ashes with Long Su, left half a poem and became a monk. Everyone knew that he could not let go of Tan Wuyu, and they could not follow his identity as Su Huanzhen to enter the temple to accompany him, so they had no choice but to let him become a monk and accompany Tan Wuyu according to his wishes. "I was busy in court today, so I delayed half a stick of incense. It's too late." I didn't want to explain at first, but looking at Su Huazhen's long hair and monk's clothes in front of me, I couldn't bear it. Today, the court was discussing his wedding, and the noise was annoying. He couldn't help but think of Su Huanzhen and Tan Wuyu. He didn't know how they looked when they talked about marriage. I was thinking in my mind and asked unconsciously. Su Huanzhen smiled, his face no longer indifferent but more confident: "Back then, Tan Wuyu and I studied under the great Confucian scholar, and everyone knew that we were competing with each other. I know that Wuyu is stubborn and disdains others to give in, so although we like each other in our hearts, we are always tit-for-tat in class, and gradually the two of us develop into this kind of relationship. According to the rules, if we don't meet each other for a day, it seems like something is missing. I respect his heart of serving the country and caring for the people, and I only want to get along like this as a friend. I don't want him to have a simple heart and didn't know love at the beginning. If it can go on like this... If it can go on like this..." There was something in his voice as he said it. With a hint of sobs, he added after a while, "At that time, my brother was named the crown prince. I was young and didn't know how to hide my clumsiness. Although it was unintentional, I was actually on par with the prince. The high officials in the court had secret intentions. In order to save my life, my father thought of marriage. Little did I know that this move ruined my desire to serve the country and the relationship between us." Su Huanzhen thinks back to those days when young people were full of energy, angry horses and bright clothes. Although he knew that Wuyu was troubled, he still cared about other things. Tan Wuyu had a stubborn character, and rarely stabbed him when they met. At that time, there were many talented people around him, not to mention Ye Xiaochai Mo summoning his slave Qingyangzi, and there were also four lonely princes and others who interacted with him outside. Tan Wuyu was too arrogant to be treated like this, so he moved back to Wuyutian in anger. Now that I think about it, if he had come to the house to persuade him in person, the two of them would have discussed things carefully and they would not have ended up in this situation. "Do you regret what happened now?" Su Xuyuan couldn't bear it and asked this question. "Do you regret it?" Su Huanzhen smiled, stood up and led Su Xuyuan into the back hall. The back hall is the place where Tan Wuyu lives, and his memorial tablet is enshrined. Su Huanzhen took a step forward, took three sticks of incense, lit it in front of the incense candle, and then handed it to Su Xuyuan's hand: "You and Wuyu, let's have a good conversation." After that, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the futon without saying anything. Su Xuyuan felt strange, but didn't say much. Yiyan stepped forward, offered incense, and began to talk about what happened this year. When he was young, he didn't have a very close relationship with Su Huanzhen. If he had even a third or fourth degree of affection, it was all because of talking about Wuyu. After Wuyu left, he hated Su Huanzhen to the extreme. Later, as he grew older and sat on the throne, he began to understand Su Huanzhen's behavior a little bit. It's just that although he is his father, he has not lived with him since he was a child. Later, when he grew up, he couldn't get close to him. He himself found it very strange that they could talk to each other for a long time today. With such talking and meditating, time flew by so fast. When the waiter came in to call for someone, Su Xuyuan realized that it was time to return to the palace. This place is far away from the palace, and the place is quiet. Firstly, Long Su knew that Tan Wuyu loved peace, and secondly, he did not want him to have anything to do with Su Huanzhen. Thirdly, Lianhua was good friends with Mr. Tan, so he chose this place as the place where Wuyu was buried. Although it was in line with Su Xuyuan's good intentions for Tan Gongzi, it also made him have to return early, so he had to get up and leave. After walking for two steps, Su Xuyuan stopped and said to Su Huanzhen: "I will get married in the near future, if not... Not if..." "It's getting late, you go ahead." Su Huanzhen opened her eyes and looked at him and said calmly. Su Xuyuan clenched his fists, bowed again and retreated. After he left, Su Huanzhen's expression softened. She took off Mr. Tan's tablet and caressed it in her hand: "Wuyu, our child will be getting married soon. Do you feel more relieved knowing this?" He added, "For so many years, I have always wondered why I miss you day and night, but your soul never fell asleep, and I also complained that you were cruel. After I understood what I meant, I walked away. Later, I thought about it, Wuyu, you have always been such an awkward person. The more you cared about it in your heart, the more you refused to say it, even though you were waiting behind me all the time, you refused to let me know. You were stupid and didn't understand it before, but now you know it." He said and left Yazhai holding the tablet. But it was said that it had only been three days since Su Xuyuan returned to the palace, and the date for the wedding was set, and it would be another month before the wedding ceremony was held. This afternoon, I walked towards the inner courtyard and saw a letter from a palace official. I was confused. When I opened it, I couldn't help but change my face. I hurriedly summoned the waiter and rushed to the temple. By the time I got there, I couldn't make it. I saw that the courtyard was in flames. The light shot into the sky, and Su Xuyuan was anxious. He rushed in with three and a half steps, but the courtyard where Mr. Tan's bones were to be released caught fire. The sound of chanting was faintly heard in the fire... After we said goodbye, we reunited, and we shared our dreams with you... Su Xuyuan was stunned on the ground. Step Lianhua closed her eyes and sighed. She told the monks not to save each other and recited the mantra of rebirth in a low voice. Wuyu, I'm sorry for making you wait for ten more years. Who said I was waiting for you? I was just worried about renewing our relationship. It's been ten years since I last saw you. How shameless. Haha, Wuyu is still so stingy. Tan Wuyu was born to be a stingy person, and it would be better for Mr. Su to find someone else to offer gentle explanations. No desire, no anger, it is the inferior who is wrong... From now on, there will be no one else, only you and me, how about it! Snort…

I'm a bit arrogant, I was originally tortured by the news about my father, but I turned around and let you, the author, torture me again. I tried to find some comfort but couldn't find it. Bring me Bai Ling, I'm going to hang myself The suicide note stated that this woman was purely forced to death by the author. Any similarity is definitely not a coincidence. Dad, Yue Ran is here to accompany Nai

Phew Yue Ran couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and sprayed it all over the sky~~ My dear, why are you gone like this? When I first heard the news about the fire from my brother, I felt completely cold. I wanted to cry while rushing to the Internet to find news~~ There are more than 500 idols, Xuanzong Xiandu is all gone~~~Those who left the show, the most beautiful ones in my memory are gone I originally thought that nothing would happen to my father, but I was also worried that I would hear bad news, so I didn't dare to inquire anymore. Who knows... Originally, I didn't have much affection for the new ones, and they still have dramas and will be re-enacted. But the old ones are just memories, all gone, and they won't be the same again when they are re-engraved~~ It's as if they are really dead~~ I feel so uncomfortable~~ I'm so confused that I haven't eaten well these past few days. I sigh all the time. My mother thinks I'm lovesick I was holding the sword trace and the knife and looking at it, and I felt uncomfortable while watching it~~~I'm so damn stupid~~ Now when I hear people cheering me up, I want to explode, "Hoo, I'm kissing you, and you guys are still laughing your ass off~~ To me, they are really not characters in the show, they are real people I know I'm dark~~~I'm not calm anymore Roaring to the sky, God Tathagata, Jade Emperor, Merlin and Zeus, you all must die for me A ball of wool, a ball of wool

I was tortured once by a fire, and I was tortured again watching the ending. There is no end... T mouth T

… You… Well... Life, that's a coffee table...

My natal and deputy wall bosses... All of them... All of them... You are still cruel! ! I... I... I'm going to slow down...

First of all, let's talk about all the internal cows and my various natal and wall walls - do you need to kill them so accurately, kill them so completely... Leave me some comfort, what's wrong... Let me continue by saying that it was not until this chapter that I truly felt that I had tortured Xiao Tan's body and Da Ping's heart - I'm sorry, I feel so good... [Mai Pia Mai Pang, I can fly by myself... The only regret is that although Big Pie was beaten hard enough this time, it was not enough...

What! Talk about surviving~ This is my only comfort~