Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 28, A Dream of Huang Liang

The land of Shu is remote and inaccessible, the mountains and bushes are full of poisonous snakes and beasts, few people want to live here.

Only a group of people gathered at the foot of the mountain, and after a long time, it became somewhat like a busy city. Xichu sent a county magistrate to build a city wall and call it Qingyuan City.

A boy who lived on the mountain since childhood, where has he seen such a lively scene?

He always wears a neat plain shirt, a pair of straw sandals, a wooden hairpin to tie his hair, and a bell hanging around his waist.

Innocent, he wanders in the busy city, coveting the candied haws, steamed buns, rice cakes, and sugar figurines on the street.

But he didn't have any money, and before evening, he had to go back to the mountain according to his master's order.

After returning home, I was nostalgic for the life at the bottom of the mountain, so I sneaked out and wandered the streets while the master was writing scores.

In the midst of traffic, he saw a young girl in cardamom age.

The girl was dressed in a white robe with ball hair tied up, a emerald green jasper hairpin was particularly conspicuous, and a gold necklace hung around her neck.

Her eyes are like water, as if a rainbow-like dream is precipitated; her figure is tall and tall, like a beautiful bamboo independent of the grass; the voice of swallows and warblers is like the moonlight in early spring, clear and unblemished.

Her name is He Wenzhou, and she is the only daughter of a merchant family in Qingyuan City.

When the boy saw her for the first time, a strange flower he was holding in his hand fell unconsciously.

He walked forward subconsciously, so that he didn't realize that the strange flower he had picked for a long time before going down the mountain was stepped on by him.

The girl walked towards him quickly, jumping and jumping, like a newborn sparrow, revealing its fresh vitality.

"Hey, you stepped on a flower." The girl's voice was clear and forceful.

The young man was stunned, raised his foot, and saw the shapeless flowers that had been trampled out of their juices.

He didn't feel sad, but felt an inexplicable joy, because he saw more beautiful flowers, unique flowers in this world.

The young man looked at her, motionless, as if he had been fixed.

"What's wrong with you?" The girl's slender hands waved in front of his eyes, "Why do you look so silly."

The boy smiled, "No, no. I'm not stupid."

The girl said softly: "This flower is a unique flower in Sichuan, but only found in the deep mountains. My parents won't let me go."

"I live in the mountains. I can see this kind of flower every day." The boy raised his voice, eager to attract her attention.

The girl giggled, "You are amazing!"

The boy smiled and touched his head in embarrassment.

"Do you know what's interesting here?" the girl asked.

"Yes! I know, there is a lake there, the water is very clean, it looks beautiful under the sun, and there are a lot of fish and shrimps." The boy said with a smile.

"Then can you take me there? Please." The girl grabbed the boy's hand and kept shaking it.

The boy's heart seemed to be caught by her, he moved quickly, and said hurriedly: "Yes! The lake is not far from here, and we will be there soon."

The blue lake is like a mirror, with a line of water and sky, and occasionally fish play, and two or three water flowers rise up, setting off the scene full of vitality.

The two sat by the lake, swinging their legs.

Enjoy the scenery together.

The girl stared at the lake.

The boy watched her.

They all saw the most beautiful scenery they had ever seen in their lives.

Time flies, the sun is setting, the young man feels that in the blink of an eye, an hour has passed.

The girl smiled and said: "My parents have settled down here. From now on, I will always live in Qingyuan City."

"Really? Okay, okay, here, there are many beautiful things here, and there are also many delicious things." The boy said.

"Then we'll see you tomorrow! You still took me to see something nice." The girl blinked.

"sure."

"Then we'll meet here, tomorrow afternoon."

That night, Jiang Wangsheng was pregnant with a little deer, his heart was like the waves of the East China Sea, it never stopped.

When reading, he only sees Yan Ruyu; when sleeping, he only sees Butterfly Dream.

The next day, Jiang Wangsheng sneaked away again, even if the master said some cruel words like "don't come back to me" and "I'll treat you as my apprentice", they couldn't stop him.

He Wenzhou is wearing a blue dress, like a gorgeous hibiscus, which emerges from the mud but is not stained, and is clean but not demonic.

Jiang Wangsheng took He Wenzhou into the mountains to see giant pandas.

On the third day, Jiang Wangsheng took He Wenzhou to see the Xuanquan Waterfall.

On the fourth day, Jiang Wangsheng took He Wenzhou to see the quiet and empty valley.

On the fifth day, Jiang Wangsheng had already chosen a place.

But He Wenzhou said, "I'm going on a long trip with my parents, and I'll be back in seven days. Don't forget me."

Although Jiang Wangsheng was sorry, he didn't show it and just nodded.

From that day on, he never went down the mountain again, just to keep her alone in his heart forever.

Seven days later.

When He Wenzhou came back, his clothes were even more gorgeous, and he had all kinds of jewelry. He had a stinky face and half a piece of jade hanging on his waist.

The young man only saw her beautiful face, her curling voice, every frown and smile, which was something she showed herself, and the young man had never carefully looked at her accessories.

The only pity is that He Wenzhou's tone was a little cold, and his pretty face was no longer the same as before, decorated with a flower-like smile.

But Jiang Wangsheng was full of enthusiasm and didn't pay attention at all. He took the girl to play in Sichuan again.

He Wenzhou suddenly felt that the splendid mountains and rivers were far less prosperous than Baili.

Before parting, He Wenzhou saw a particularly peculiar flower on the mountain. Jiang Wangsheng climbed to a height of three feet and picked it for her.

The girl only looks at the flowers, never the boy.

The teenager only looked at her, never at the flowers.

He Wenzhou likes it very much.

Jiang Wangsheng took the initiative to say: "I'll pick all the strange and beautiful flowers for you, and make a garland for you, okay?"

He Wenzhou thought about it, and happily agreed.

This is the first time since she came back, she smiled sincerely at the boy.

After He Wenzhou left, Jiang Wangsheng's heart was still not at peace, so he quietly followed her to a big house.

Jiang Wangsheng met He Wenzhou's parents.

The face is full of red light, rich and luxurious, and bejeweled.

After watching the girl enter the house, he left with peace of mind.

It's just that he didn't know that after he left, a young man who was a few years older than him came.

He Wenzhou ran out happily, warmly welcomed him with his parents, and invited him into his home

He Wenzhou is getting more and more busy.

Jiang Wangsheng also devoted himself to collecting exotic flowers and herbs.

Finally one day, he found 36 kinds of exotic flowers and made a beautiful garland. He walked on the road complacently, thinking about the excitement and excitement of the girl.

On the street, the two met by chance.

He Wenzhou was a little flustered.

Jiang Wangsheng didn't care about Sanqi 21, rushed to the girl, and offered the garland he made with both hands.

The girl looked at the wreath, her eyes were full of strange colors, she was a little excited, but also a little hesitant.

At this time, the son came slowly, "Wen Zhou, what are you doing?"

The anxiety in He Wenzhou's heart was completely thrown away.

Brother Young Master held a folding fan in his hand, walked it twice, and shook it three times, as if provoking the boy.

Jiang Wangsheng didn't notice him at first, but concentrated on observing the girl's expression.

The girl took the wreath, looked at each flower on it, and murmured: "I've never seen these flowers before."

The boy showed an embarrassed expression, "You, as long as you like it."

"Wen Zhou, do you like flowers very much? In another day, I'll have someone carve dozens of flowers out of jade for you to wear on your body." After the son finished speaking, he looked at the straw-sandal boy intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Wangsheng stared at him.

He hated this son from the bottom of his heart, hated his hairstyle, hated his clothes, hated the stench of copper on his body, and even more hated his poor bookishness.

"Really? That's great!" The girl became even more joyful, she gently took the son's arm, and unconsciously leaned into his arms.

All of this was captured by the young man.

He had never felt so lost before.

He really wanted to cry, wanted to run back to the mountain, wanted to throw himself into Master's arms, and never wanted to go down the mountain again.

"Brother Qin, I'll give you this wreath."

In front of the boy, the girl casually gave the wreath he carefully prepared to the young master.

After the son took it, "As long as it's from you, I like it."

The two were intimate for a while, and when they looked forward again, the figure of the boy had disappeared.

The boy did not go back to the mountain to find his master, but found a bamboo stick in the mountain, and used the sword technique taught by his master for the first time.

Five or six nursing homes failed to stop him.

He watched with his own eyes, the son shrank tremblingly in the corner, and put a wreath on his hands, like a pariah respecting the emperor.

Jiang Wangsheng took the wreath back.

Perhaps because of his pride, he wanted to destroy the wreath, crush these hateful, unwanted wildflowers, so that it would never appear in the world again.

However, this is his painstaking effort, and he is reluctant.

(End of this chapter)