Hunting for the Southern Song Dynasty

Geng'er was still chewing on the steamed bun, and when he had finished chewing, he whispered, "I want to marry a daughter-in-law."

"This... I don't have a daughter-in-law myself, and I'm not a matchmaker."

"You can find a way, as long as you help me marry a wife, I will do whatever you ask me to do for you. After all, you are a general, and your words have weight. Who would dare not listen?"

"That's true." I felt that I couldn't lose airs in front of Geng'er, so I said, "Put your heart in your belly, and even if the horse comes back, your wife will be on me."

Geng'er plopped down on his knees for me in the dark, "You are such a good person."

I said, "Get up quickly. It's so dark that I can't see you kneeling. From now on, don't kneel when you see anyone."

Geng'er got up and sat on the stool, "That's right, my knees are not that soft, and I kneel on people I admire. I don't pee on ordinary people. You look like a general, but you don't look like a general." Some generals are so unreasonable, they have never underestimated us servants..."

After chatting for a while, I brought up the topic of Fu Rong, and seeing that there was really nothing new to say about Fu Rong, I left and went back to the house.

In the dead of night, I always waved the "Dream Scripture" to the light, and at the same time thought about some characters: for a while, it was a hibiscus with a mask, for a while, a grass flower on a horse, for a while, Moyu with her sleeves swinging, and for a while. It was Mrs. Meng who was nursing the baby, and even He Yiduo, who had only one name but never met her, I always drew a picture of her in my mind...

It's a pity that I'm not Gu Kaizhi, so I can't draw glamorous pictures, otherwise... I think of Zhang Yide, who likes to paint beauties immediately and shoots straight, I am even more awe-inspiring.

I threw away the "Book of Heaven" and took up the pen and paper. If I want to paint a beautiful picture, I should first draw the most familiar grass flower, but I can't remember the shape of the grass flower. I feel strange, I am the most familiar with her, Why can't I remember it?Her image was blurred in my mind.

Then let’s draw Moyu, Moyu’s appearance will jump out immediately, I will draw her head and face first, then the nose and mouth, and finally the eyebrows, and the ears will not be drawn. cover all...

Painting Moyu does not prevent me from thinking about others: I have bought tofu for Furong a few times and talked a few times, and I can’t develop anything in a short while; kissing and hugging grass flowers are no problem, but it’s hard to say if I go deeper. Unless we make a marriage agreement with her; there are big movements in bed with Mrs. Meng, but nothing actually happened, and her husband is still alive and well, so it is not a problem if it really develops; mentioning that He Yiduo After all, it is a character that seems to have nothing. If we want to have a story, it is extremely unlikely; ever since Mo Yu, the character in the painting, has a lesson from that failure, he has always had a shadow in his heart, and he wants to start all over again and is worried. Wouldn't it be worse to die if you failed again?

Seeing the person in the painting appearing, the more he looked, the less he looked like Lin Moyu, he said he was not a monster, he was not a monster, he was not beautiful, he was not ugly... I held my pen and shook my head and sighed, even though I had something in my heart. , poor eyesight.

I painted my hair more, covered half of my face, looked again, and still didn't look good, so I was in a hurry, splashed ink, scribbled, went to bed, flipped through a few pages of the "Chinese Classic", and then threw it aside again.

I tore a few small pieces of paper, and wrote the names of Furong, Caohua, Moyu, Ai Xiaoke, and He Yiduo on each, then crumpled them into small paper balls and threw them into the air. After landing, I didn't know which one was which.

I picked one up at random, thinking in my heart that it was Furong, but when I unfolded it, it was Ai Xiaoke.Could it be that Mrs. Meng will become my wife?Impossible, I just shook my head.

I excluded Ai Xiaoke, threw the ball of paper out, and caught it again, thinking, no matter who I catch, this is my wife, and the others should let them be concubines.Of course, it doesn't matter if you really don't want to be my concubine.

This time, He Yiduo was caught.I regret very much, how can a skilled woman be my wife, I should have excluded her from the beginning.Cough, just treat it as a boring game, it must not be allowed.

I think my bride should be Furong, it must be Furong.

It is impossible for a man not to want a woman.Of course, wanting to be a woman does not contradict whether I have noble ideals.After all, I am a soldier of Grandpa Yue, and I am not a coward. There will always be a day when blood is spilled on the field. Of course, the blood is better to be the blood of the enemy, not the blood of me and my comrades in arms.

I went to bed again, took off all my clothes, got into bed, and turned off the light in one breath.I closed my eyes and didn't think about anything.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the door, and I said in a daze, please come in, only to see Geng'er walked in, and said in a low voice, "General Niu, you are a god! It took a long time, but it didn't say anything and left! It had to come and call you. I have to admit defeat!"

I said: "You pull it into the circle first, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm so sleepy."

Geng'er said: "I can't pull it, it seems that you have to do it."

Geng'er dragged me out in a daze. Under the moonlight, I saw a big green horse standing motionless at the door.The horse was already saddled, and Geng'er actually helped me onto the horse.

I said, "Where are you going so late?"

Geng'er said: "I've done your work. I tied Fu Rong to the pillar of the Xiangma Hall. You can go there quickly. You can do whatever you want. Don't be robbed by the strongman when it's too late!"

I scolded: "You bastard, why are you so unreasonable to her! Come back and I'll settle the score with you!"

I hit the horse and ran, but this big green horse was no longer what it used to be. He didn't go to the Xiangma Hall, but ran with me.In a forest, the horse threw me off. I lost all strength and couldn't open my eyes, so I fell asleep.

In my confusion, someone helped me up, and a woman said, "Let's go! Let's ride Feijieda to a good place."

I said, "I'm not going anywhere, you take me to Xiangmatang! Furong is tied to a pillar!"

The woman smiled and said, "You idiot, do you believe Gener's words? He lied to you, Furong is sleeping soundly at home."

"How can I believe what you say?"

"You come with me, I will let you believe me later."

"I won't go with you. I can't tell if you are a human or a demon. How can I trust you?"

"It's up to you whether you go or not!"

As she said that, she pulled my ear with her hand, and I cried out in pain, and she helped me to the bumps, and I said, "You are more ruthless than grass flowers, wait until I get a little bit more energy and see how I can deal with you!"

The fly pimple took off.I was in front, she was behind, we rode gradually into the sky, flying higher and higher, surrounded by bright stars, indistinct, and the big disc in the sky is getting bigger and closer.

I said: "You can't be sister Chang'e, are you going to take me to the Moon Palace?"

She didn't speak, but sang. As for the words, I couldn't understand a word, but the tune was quite beautiful.

I held her hand tightly and said, "How great would it be if you were Furong?"

"How do you know I'm not Furong?"

"I can hear Furong's voice."

"You are a real person, what kind of hibiscus flower? Everything is like this scene in front of you. If you say you can't see it, it will disappear. Why do you think so much? What's yours is yours. What's the use of getting what's not yours?"

I said, "I don't want to hear your clichés! I might as well sing a song I just didn't understand."

"You don't want to hear me sing."

As we talked, we sank into the darkness. I was a little scared, but I couldn't cry out when I wanted to, my eyes were closed tightly, and I couldn't open them when I wanted to...

The woman hugged my weak body, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Mr. Xiang, I won't hurt you!" As she spoke, she even patted my chest, almost like coaxing a child, which is a bit like Mrs. Meng.

After a while, the weather gradually cleared up, just like daytime, except that there was no one around.The woman was wiping the sweat off my face with a fragrant handkerchief. I turned around and saw a glimpse of her beauty beyond description. She was dressed as a Taoist priest, and her face really had an elegant and mysterious look. She was really like a saint. .

I was a little ashamed for a moment, I didn't know what to say, and the female Taoist hugged me even tighter.

Fei Geda landed on the ground, and there was a Taoist temple in front of him, named Zhenxuan Temple. There was no sun in the sky, no stars and moon, but the surrounding landscape could be seen clearly. It was a bit hazy, but its beauty was better than that in the painting, with the fragrant clouds floating in the distant mountains Gone with the wind, the nearby narcissus crane swayed.

The flying lump flies away, passing the colorful clouds.

I asked, "Is this your Taoist temple?"

The woman said: "Taoist temples are Taoist temples, whoever comes here belongs to them."

"You are alone here."

"Isn't there still you?"

"I said it was normal."

"I'm not usually here."

"Then where are you? Wouldn't it also be home in the world?"

"I don't know what home is."

The female Taoist took me up to a tower and looked at the surrounding landscape.

Then, entering a room, the room is filled with fragrance, and the various vases on the table are full of flowers.

I fanned the rich fragrance with my hand and said, "Aren't these all flowers from Baihua Mountain?"

"You are really interesting. Flowers are everywhere. Why do you say they are from Baihua Mountain?"

"That's true. Well, can you send me to the Xiangma Hall quickly, and I will save Furong immediately."

"It's funny what you said, Fu Rong is fine, what are you doing to save her?"

"Come and take a look." The female Taoist took out a mirror from her arms, and I leaned forward to look at it. I saw Furong lying on the bed, her mouth was still covered with gauze, and a white leg was exposed... The dog was lying on the bed. by her bed.

I was watching in a daze, the female Taoist closed the mirror.

"Can you lift the veil of Fleur? Let me see her true face?"

"I don't have that ability. I can only show you the real scene in the distance."

"Then I'll take a look."

The female Taoist put the mirror in front of me again, and waved her hand, only to see Geng'er hugging the pillow and drooling.

"Then let me look at the grass flowers!"

The grass flower in the mirror is sleeping soundly with one finger in his mouth.

"Then let me look at Wang Yuanwai to see if he is with Lin Moyu?"

I really want to see Wang Yuanwai and Lin Moyu together.

The female Taoist stared, and picked up the mirror, "You idiot, what are you letting? You are too greedy!"

"If you don't let me look at you, don't let me look at you. Why are you angry? Besides, your mirror can only be considered a good mirror if it can reflect mine."

"So what if you know it? The beginning always comes, and the end always goes!"

Thinking about what she said made sense, it would be better to live in a mess without thinking about anything.