The night with flowing white clouds, although occasionally chilly, also brought people a sense of comfort. Although it was incompatible with the heavy mood of the Jinyiwei young generals at the moment and formed a sharp contrast, it was not puzzling at all.
Woolen cloth.
Because you are you, the clouds are clouds, and the moon is the moon. When you cry, the moon in the clouds does not cry. When you laugh, clouds float under the moon.
The exterior scenery will not change based on people's moods. What changes is always just our fragile hearts.
Old Man Maoshan felt very uncomfortable when he saw Lin Qingshan lying on the hospital bed, panting like an ox!
"Alas! Just because I met you by chance in the world of mortals, the only thing that remains unchanged for ten thousand years is to dance with the devil, accompany monsters and catch monsters. But you met her again, and became the guest of the Red Dust Inn to fight with demons.
Xiaoxian's biological father! Hey, now it's better. If someone travels through time, you still have to follow him.
Come on, come on, I have to drag my old brother with me. Hey...!" Old Man Maoshan didn't take the Qingfeng Sword on his neck by the Black Dragon Commander at all. He sighed quietly to himself.
said.
"Ah...? Master, are you saying that we have all come through time and space?" Shui Mo's big eyes widened as he looked at the old man from Maoshan and asked.
"You...? You don't know! But your lady is very similar to that little devil, a little devil who graduated from Zhentianxian Academy." The old man from Maoshan said casually to Shui Mo.
"Old Taoist! You turned out to be an old Taoist priest from Beiji Pavilion? I, Heilong San, am convinced. After traveling through tens of thousands of years and coming to the feet of the Emperor of Heaven, you are still so sanctimonious and celestial!" The young man in black clothes said
The commander grinned, and as he spoke, he put away his three-foot green-edged sword, which was used to slay demons. He stood aside obediently and said no more.
"Come on... come on! Let's all have a rest! Uncle Lin is awake." Shui Mo looked at Lin Qingshan who was slowly sitting up from the hospital bed, and shouted loudly.
"Okay! Okay! The chief instructor is indeed extraordinary, and Maoshan Taoism is well-deserved!..."
Everyone was awakened by Shui Mo's loud shout. They all looked away from the old man Maoshan and the little commander in black. They all looked at their commander Lin and cheered in unison.
"Have the Jin soldiers entered the border? Where are Commander Bai, Commander Black, and Little Commander Qinglong? Are they chasing the Jin soldiers?" Lin Qingshan breathed in the strong smell of herbs in the medical gym, glanced at the brothers around him, and gasped
He asked his two men rudely.
"Inform the Commander-in-Chief that the Jin soldiers have not entered the border yet, but Commander Qinglong is fighting with the Jin soldiers on the front line of JYG. He has just used a carrier pigeon to deliver the good news: In less than half a month, our army will be able to repel the Jin soldiers. I hope that the Commander-in-Chief and
Brothers, don’t worry! He also said that he might be able to return in triumph in half a month!"
Little General Bailong said to Lin Qingshan with a smile as he reported the battle report from the front line.
"Ahem...! Where is the battle report? Let me take a look at it." Lin Qingshan said, struggling to get out of the hospital bed.
"Ouch! My Commander Lin, please don't move. We'll get it for you to take a look at. Lie down well, you can't move around now!" Old Man Maoshan said to Lin Qingshan with a smile.
"Hahahaha! Then listen to my old brother. Bai Long! Go and get it for me to take a look at and improve your energy." Lin Qingshan then lay back on the hospital bed and said with a wry smile.
"Hey! Mr. Lin, please come. Master, please come with me to our jade shop. My young lady is probably dying of anxiety! Let's go quickly. Young Yazai, please come with me. By the way.
My lady invites us brothers to have a good meal! The lion head and squirrel mandarin fish in Zhuangyuanlou are very good! What do you think? Let's go and try it together?" Seeing that Lin Qingshan had just recovered from his serious illness, Shui Mo was full of energy.
, then he remembered his mission again.
"Little Taoist friend, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry! The cold bright moon is like a scimitar, one by one it will make you grow old! Don't be in a hurry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and it's not in line with health care!" The old man from Maoshan said to the ink painting with a smile.
said.
...
In the moonlit willow branches, people meet after dusk.
This is the elegance of literati and poets who have nothing to do and take time off.
For Miss Lin Yuyan, who is haunted by nightmares, if the ink is not by her side, her six gods will have no master, her three souls will be gone, and her seven souls will never return. How can she still be interested in admiring the moon and flowers!
Even her mother asked her to eat several times, but she ignored her and sat alone under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard, looking at the moon in the sky, counting the stars in the sky, and hoping that Shui Mo would come back soon.
The Lin Family Courtyard is the commander's office, a jade shop, and a jade shop for good luck!
Because the Kyoto Governor's Mansion is surrounded by streets on three sides, the remaining side just sits on the bank of the Qinhuai River.
Lin Qingshan prefers elegance and elegance, so he placed his family's inner residence on this side.
In the backyard of the house, in order for my daughter to watch the Qinhuai River Boat Lantern Festival and other things, an octagonal pavilion was specially built and named Xinyue Pavilion.
When she had nothing to do, Miss Yuyan would drink alone in Xinyue Pavilion, watch the beauties on the boats coming and going on the Qinhuai River, and be in a daze by herself.
Because she always has nightmares, her mood will be relieved only when she is in this octagonal pavilion.
After not seeing Shui Mo come back all night, Yu Yan couldn't help but walk into Xinyue Pavilion again, looked up at the moon in the sky, and fell into a daze alone.
"With such a beautiful moonlight, I should prepare some fruit and vegetable sake. Let's learn from Taibai and invite the moon to drink together. Li Qingzhao is thinking about his beloved under the moonlight! ... Uh-huh! Forget about this. This little beggar, come back quickly.
! I’d like to take you to enjoy the moon, flowers, and the world of mortals.” The eldest daughter of the Lin family couldn’t help but giggle as she thought of the wonderful thing.
...
"Where's the lady? Why aren't you back so late? Did you go to watch the lantern festival again?" Lin Qingshan took a few young men, along with the young ink and young Yazai and the old man Maoshan, and walked into the commander's mansion while talking and laughing.
, when he saw the official sitting and taking a nap in the corridor, he asked very unhappily.
Yes, what if on a normal day, this little girl would have flown out of the backyard to greet him like a bird? They hadn’t seen each other for a day, and Lin Qingshan suddenly thought of his only little daughter.
"Master! The lady has been staying in the Xinyue Pavilion in the backyard! She hasn't even eaten dinner. Madam asked me to watch her here to prevent her from losing her mind again... Oh! Bah, bah, bah! Look at my crow's mouth!
Bah, bah, bah! I'm afraid that the young lady will suddenly have another whim and run out to play."
The official stood up sleepily and explained to Lin Qingshan in a panic.
"Hmm! Without Ink and Mo beside her, I guess she can sit more comfortably in Xinyue Pavilion. Oh, by the way. Qilin, how are you doing with your New Year shopping?" Lin Qingshan led everyone to the Bajiao Pavilion.
Go ahead and ask the housekeeper.
"Reply to the master! Everything has been arranged. They are still doing the last round of inventory in the warehouse. They will send the account books to Aunt Ling early tomorrow morning!" Butler Qilin bowed and returned to Lin respectfully.
Qingshan asked.
"Yeah! That's good. Qilin, go and invite your wife over, and ask Aunt Ling to instruct the kitchen to prepare a banquet with vegetarian wine and vegetables. We'll invite Yue to have a drink with her at the Xinyue Pavilion, and we can chat some gossip." Lin
Qingshan said to Qilin Butler.
"Okay, sir. I'll do it right away." Butler Qilin agreed, bowed and trotted away.
"Sir, Miss is having a nightmare when she sees the world. Why don't you take this opportunity and ask the old master from Maoshan to take a look at it! The old Taoist priest from Beiji Pavilion only took care of it for a few months last time, but now it's not working anymore."
Shui Mo boldly said to Lin Qingshan.
"Is this happening? Why hasn't Miss ever mentioned it to me?" Lin Qingshan smiled bitterly and said as if talking to himself.
Everyone walked through the corridor, along the bank of the river with dry willows, bamboos, winter plums and vanilla intertwined with small bridges, and arrived at the Xinyue Pavilion.
In front of Xinyue Pavilion, the creek gurgled happily and flowed into the Qinhuai River happily.
Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, in the Xinyue Pavilion, a charming young girl is leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.
She didn't seem to care about the endless stream of boats and boats in front of her, and the beautiful lady playing the flute and playing Xuan Qingqing. She only focused on the bright moon on the platform!
The white clouds seem to understand people's thoughts, and they can't bear to cover the crescent moon, giving people a feeling of incomparable comfort and endless reverie...
Lin Qingshan gently waved his hands to the entourage and friends behind him. Everyone stood quietly outside the Xinyue Pavilion, waiting for the eldest daughter of the Lin family to come back to her senses and promise everyone before entering the pavilion to raise the moonlight cup and invite each other.
The moon is gone!
Jinling City, willow branches on the moon.
The lady of the official family thought about the immortal formula and was puzzled by Chang'e's flight to the moon.
"Sir! The food and wine have been prepared, now would you like the manager to bring it out?" Butler Qi Lin hurried over and reported to Lin Qingshan breathlessly.
"Let them wait for a while and send it later." Lin Qingshan said to him with a smile.
"Okay! Master." Butler Qilin agreed respectfully, then turned around and went back to make arrangements.
"Wait a minute! Qilin, ask them to serve it! I am worried that there is no delicious food to commemorate the bright moon! Go, go, go." The eldest daughter of the Lin family heard the conversation between her father and the housekeeper, and immediately started from
The man in the pavilion stood up and said.
"Go wherever you want!" Lin Qingshan whispered to the housekeeper.
"Yes!...Master, Miss." Butler Qilin agreed and trotted away.
"Hey! Why don't you, little girl, have dinner? It's such a good relationship. It turns out that the father and daughter want a late-night snack! Sisters, follow us. Everyone will behave well in a while. If our family is older
If the young lady is happy, she might be rewarded with some silver!" A young girl, also as beautiful as green jade, walked up with a group of little girls with a bright smile.
They all walked through the path in front of everyone very gracefully and naturally, and walked straight into Xinyue Pavilion.
"Uh! Shui Mo, where is the expert you invited? I've been waiting for you for how many hours!" Yu Yan looked at Shui Mo and asked softly.
Lin Qingshan glanced at Shui Mo and Yu Yan speechlessly, smiled and turned around and said to Old Man Maoshan: "Brother Taoist, last time the old Taoist priest from Beiji Pavilion you recommended took action, the effect was still there, but his magic power was only maintained.
After half a month, there was no effect anymore. In the past few years, monks and Taoists have come to cast spells one after another, but they all ended without any cure and had no effect at all! To be honest, I have long wanted to ask my senior disciple.
But I’m also afraid that my little girl will be unhappy. After all, she doesn’t have any hope for him anymore.”
"Hehehehe! Senior brother, you are serious! You are serious! What happened in Miss's dream seems to be true, half illusory, and half false. The demons in her dream are both good and evil, and each has his own master. If you want Miss to be safe and happy from now on,
The nightmare is no longer, just because the young lady lost an important object when she was reincarnated, so there is a public case! Immeasurable Heavenly Lord." The old man of Maoshan bowed to Commander Lin.
"Important object! What object...? Brother Dao, tell me, I will send someone to find it." Lin Qingshan said very confidently.
Yes, in the entire Jinling City, are there things that Jin Yiwei cannot handle?
Obviously, that is impossible.
"Brother Taoist, I wonder if this object was lost on the Huangquan Road, on the Naihe Bridge, or on the way to the afterlife! Where can I find it? Hahahaha, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord. The secret of heaven will not be revealed, poor Taoist
It’s also because you are helpless!” Old Man Maoshan said helplessly while smiling with Lin Qingshan.
Everyone was surprised to hear what he said, no one dared to interrupt, everyone was pretending to have a helpless and sad expression, either real or fake.
A few fairy-like servants arranged the food and drinks and quietly left.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! Just think of it as dancing with the devil, having fun with the monster, just like playing in the human world. It's good, it's good. With ink and wash here, I have nothing to fear. Dad, please come and sit down.
, the moon will disappear soon." Yu Yan smiled and said disapprovingly.
Actually! It’s not as relaxed as she said!
It's already very uncomfortable to have ghosts on your bed, and when you have ghosts and monsters pouring into your dreams, how can it really feel better?...
During the dinner, everyone deliberately avoided such topics and only talked about romance and not about evil spirits and heretics.
After three rounds of drinking, just when everyone was getting happy, Shui Mo suddenly stood up and asked the old man Maoshan: "Master! You know that thing is lost, but you don't know where it was lost. How can you have a good relationship?
You must know where it comes from, right?"
"Uh! The secret must not be leaked! Chickens crow, dogs steal chicken coops, beggars jump over the wall to attract immortals. Once the devil awakens the secret, he comes back to the wine shop. Immeasurable God, the little immortal's words really stump the old Taoist. This
But it’s true that the people involved are confused, but the onlookers are clear! However, everything has its own destiny, and when the flowers bloom and see the Buddha, the work will come naturally. Don’t be anxious! Don’t be anxious!” the old man from Maoshan said with a smile.
"Drink up, drink up! Drink up! Saints respect ghosts and gods and stay away. It's such a beautiful scene in the willow branches in the moonlight and people meet up after dusk. We can't just talk about the romantic heretics that ruin the scenery! Hahaha, we have taken advantage of it.
The time and place for the beauties are perfect! It's just a pity that a group of gentlemen are just circling around the little jade girl! Hahahahaha!" Lin Qingshan was stunned when he saw the old man Maoshan fighting, so he deliberately changed the topic.
The night is sultry, the Qinhuai River's painted boats are leisurely and leisurely wandering under the Xinyue Pavilion, and the sounds of beauties and talented people flirting and flirting can be heard constantly.
"Why don't you guys go and paint a quay and invite some beauties to keep you company? How about we pretend to be gentle scum for a while?" The young commander of the Black Dragon said to the young general of the White Dragon beside him with a smile.
"Go, go! You kids, all of you, go! Let us old guys say something about ourselves next month." Lin Qingshan encouraged his subordinates.
The boatman's daughter on the painted boathouse heard the news of the country's demise, and the lanterns began to shine on the willow branches.
In the Ming Dynasty, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, a group of reckless young generals stood at the head of the Deyue Bridge on the Deyue platform, shouting at the boatman to come quickly for the ferry.