Domineering female general: The evildoer is too black-bellied

Chapter 98
Look, the palace people in the palace are bowing out of the palace one after another.

Tao Zhen lowered her head, casually picked up a soundtrack beside her, raised her hand and fine-tuned the strings.

Immediately, the sound of silk and bamboo gradually rose, and the notes gurgled out along with the song of high mountains and flowing water.

Qianchuan Baina's mind is like a mirror, if the heart is at ease, the heart is self-evident.

Good mountains, good waters and good scenery, the beauties in the north miss Qing secretly.

The mountains and rivers are picturesque and the wind is like frost. I take this opportunity to miss my old friends.

The dream of ink sprinkled in the three rivers is far away, and the high mountains and flowing waters look for bosom friends.

The poems and songs have a thousand miles of rhyme, and the Qin and Sexiang and Run Yexin.

A song of high mountains and flowing water meets a bosom friend, so it can be said in one word.

Falling flowers and flowing water, what is sung is eternal love.

Just like, the thousand-year-old flowers settle down with the dust in the wind, drink a cup of chrysanthemum tea, look at the old fashion, listen to the night rain in Bashan, and get to know each other with a song.

Outside the window, there seemed to be a breeze blowing through the Xiang curtain, and suddenly, I forgot what night it was.

Beauty is cast into eternity in an instant.

"Three lanes of high mountains and flowing water, a bottle of wine with bright moon and clear wind". . . . . .

In the breeze, Tao Zhen seemed to be standing beside the clear water orchid, inadvertently bent down, looking down at the flowing water outside the hall.

Everything that is far away seems to be just a distant dream, melting into this water, and in that dream, there are you, me, and him. . . . . .

What is the condition of birth and death, what is the water that comes and goes?
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If you want to understand these things and why, you should have already lost all five aggregates and become a wise Buddha, so why do you need enlightenment? !

Life is also resigned, and death is also happy.

There is a saying in the Buddha's words: when one thinks about it, all things are predestined.

That's it!
The main hall of 'Taohua Palace'.

"Yingniang, come in and help me deliver this volume to the Gaosiming Mansion."

Tao Zhen turned her head to the maid who was at the front of the hall and ordered.

"The servant knows."

The palace maid named Ying Er, upon hearing this, stepped forward in small steps, and took the scroll from Tao Zhen's hand.

"By the way, give her a word for me."

Tao Zhen whispered to Ying Er.

"Please speak."

Ying'er stood respectfully in the main hall, waiting for her master's order.

"When you hand over this volume, don't forget to ask for me: Are you satisfied with this composition?"

Tao Zhen explained everything to Ying Er.

"Yes, master."

After Ying'er finished speaking, she did so, bowed and bowed respectfully, and retreated respectfully.

Inside Taohua Palace.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the breeze is breezy.

Tao Zhen, at this time, was leaning on the soft couch in front of the window of her 'Taohua Palace'.

On the couch, there was a smooth polished yellow nanmu gilt jade soft pillow.

At this moment, Tao Zhen, leisurely, pressed the jade pillow in front of the case with one arm, and held a book in the other hand, flipping through it casually.

Raising the other arm, half-opening the inner window of the hall, the place where the eyes enter, the cool mats in the courtyard, and the place where hundreds of flowers are brilliant, all float above the sky, and everything is fascinating.

For some reason, Taozhen suddenly felt: her chest was stagnant, and a nauseating feeling surged upwards, her hand that was tightly holding the book was loosened, and the golden book in her palm just fell to the end of the couch in a daze.

Tao Zhen squeezed her sweat-drenched hands tightly, and stood up with all her strength, as if she was stepping on duckweed, everything around her seemed so dizzy that it couldn't be seen clearly.

All of a sudden, Tao Zhen just felt: when her eyes were darkened, she almost passed out.

For a while, I don't know anything.

I could only hear, next to my ears, faint and chaotic human voices, Tao Zhen felt: as if she was being carried into the inner bedroom, she only felt: her whole body was extremely sore and limp, and in a daze, people felt like Fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)