Zui Chunqiu

The rain fell softly, and the mountains in the distance were covered with fog. When I close my eyes again, I see beautiful green mountains, thin green water, and endless spring scenery all over the city. The boy knocked on the door lightly and called someone in. It turned out to be Liang Yuzhou who was about to go on an expedition in the near future. "Brother Liang." He bowed his hands. The visitor returned the courtesy and sat on the futon. He was about to drink from the jug, but he stopped and instead picked up a white jade cup and poured tea from the jug. The dragon well is green and fragrant, filling the room. "It's spring leisure time." Liang Yuzhou smiled and raised his eyes to look at the person opposite. The man's shoulders were shaved off and his bones were trimmed, and his skin was not pink but white. He really had a natural-born jade-like appearance. Under the beautiful eyebrows, she has a pair of beautiful eyes, a straight nose, bright red lips, and drooping eyelashes, which makes her eyes sink like snow. She is really a face as beautiful as a good girl. "Young master, don't you want to taste this Longjing tea? I always know that you are used to the dew-fried tea... But this spring water-fried tea is cold, so I'm afraid it's not suitable for you to taste." "It doesn't matter." He took a sip of the dewy tea, his lips became even more moist, his white teeth were not exposed, and he showed a noble attitude in his movements. "Brother Liang, please tell me why we have to go to war." Liang Yuzhou smiled. "I have made the best sword in the capital, and I have read thousands of military books in the world. I have never lost to anyone, so why can't I compete with them?" Liang Yuzhou's voice was hurried, as if he was eager to talk, but also seemed to be hiding something. "The war at the frontier is difficult and dangerous, and you are born with a good looks. It would be great if you could be a prince who has nothing to do." "The prince is very scheming and has many connections with the ministers in the court... That's all. How can I be a prince when I am about to die? I have no destiny to be rich or noble." "Now that I have succeeded to the position of Prince, I can create a path for you in this palace." "You, don't have anything to do with me..." Liang Yuzhou finished speaking and gently touched the top of his head with her fingers. He was silent. "Brother Liang, please follow me to the garden for a chat." He stretched out his hand and clasped Liang Yuzhou's wrist forcefully with his long, white fingers. Jasmine blooms all over the garden, diluting the simplicity of poetry and bringing a little warmth to the Nan'an Marquis Mansion where everyone practices martial arts. Song Yansi bent down and picked a sprig of jasmine, holding it in the palm of her hand. The contrast between man and jasmine was like the moon filled with snow, which turned into a bright white moonlight in his heart. He smiled discreetly, and his charming appearance made the branches of flowers become pretty. "Yuzhou, it's time to put it away. The jasmine I grew is rare to give away." Liang Yuzhou inserted the sprig of jasmine into her chest. The fragrance of the jasmine flower was astonishing, and the sympathy of the floral fragrance wandered in her heart, gradually. He opened his mouth, but was speechless. He didn't dare to say. Song Yansi looked at him. They were relatively speechless and without tears. "Yu Zhou, Jasmine." "I promise you, Yan Si." "No breach of contract." Song Yansi finished speaking, turned around and went back to the room, no longer looking at the visitor. So the young man dressed in red was like smoke, scattered outside the door and scattered in the wind. He stood in front of the writing desk and suddenly remembered the childhood words between himself and Liang Yuzhou. The young man's voice was clear and rang in his ears: "I will carry my sword with the spring breeze and smash through the Jade Gate!" Misery flows eastward, and the wind blows. "Young Master, please carry out my legacy and send my soul back to my hometown." This is his final letter. Liang Yuzhou once wrote a letter saying that there is good wine in the desert, which cannot be found in the Central Plains. It is actually more delicious than the "Qianfang Wine", and he may be drunk. When the army returns in triumph, they must bring it to him to taste. But when you are drunk, you will wake up. "Little General, where is the wine you gave me? How can I taste that wine if you only give me a sword?" "Little general... Yuzhou... You broke your promise. You promised me not to leave. You broke your promise." Song Yansi was drunk, and her breath smelled strongly of alcohol. He once said that he never drank alcohol. This is the first time that he has missed an appointment. Erecting an empty tomb and placing the sword in the monument is a sign of respect. Liang Yuzhou was full of passion and helplessness, and wanted to throw it on the battlefield. Liang Yuzhou was the emperor he recognized, and he believed that Liang Yuzhou could change the declining destiny of the Liang Dynasty. Liang Yuzhou made the best sword in Beijing, and it would not be captured and brought to the enemy. The crime of exposing people is to tear apart the bones, peel off the skin, and throw them all over the ground. This is what you noble people do. Liang Yuzhou was a noble man, why should he kneel down in the smoke and dust, why should he be stained with blood in the enemy city, and why should his soul never return? Burn books and paper, and watch the officialdom perform. Kill all the innocent people and burn down the enemy's city. If no one in this world is reasonable, then I will sacrifice myself. "I will give my life in exchange for your soul returning home." Intention: How many mountains and rivers are there, life is like a dream.