The fifth volume of the strokes of the gods, the eighty-fourth chapter
Zhuo Zhihua got married a few years ago, but she still practiced on Mogan Mountain on weekdays, and her husband's family had no objection. Now that the king is marrying the mountain master, she is naturally the busiest person. She occasionally has free time to come to the lakeside to have a break
Tired, seeing the sad look of Tmall girl, I cared for a few words, but didn't expect to hear such words.
The past between Moshan Mountain and Ning Que has been spread throughout the world and was once a good story that the world of practice hopes to see. In people's opinion, Mr. Thirteen of the Academy and the Book Crazy are undoubtedly born with good marriage. Who would have thought of this.
The love story ended in vain.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Zhihua's mood was inevitably a little depressed, and he forced a smile and said, "What's wrong with marrying a monarch? In the future, the mountain master will be the queen and will not have to live in the palace forever. He will still be on the mountain for most of the year.
You can see her from time to time, don't be sad."
The Tmall woman looked at her and said, "Senior Sister, you know I'm not sad because of this. I just feel sad. The mountain master clearly likes Ning Que, why doesn't Ning Que like her?"
Zhuo Zhihua sighed and shook her head, not knowing how to explain these complicated things to her.
In the thatched cottage on the side of the cliff, Mo Shanshan sat by the window, with a calm expression on the small calligraphy. She was still wearing that white dress, with a waterfall-like black hair combed with a simple and refreshing bun without any makeup.
She is fair and has no rouge and rosy lips. She is as beautiful as yesterday, but she doesn't look like a bride ready to get married.
With a squeak, the wooden door was pushed open, and a man in a black long gown walked in slowly. The man had silver hair. Because of his age, his eyes were still bright and vivid.
He is tall and looks very young, and he is the legendary Master Saint of Calligraphy.
If you can be called a saint in the world, you will definitely be extremely extraordinary, such as the sword saint Liu Bai.
Wang Shusheng is the most famous calligrapher in the world and the most famous master of divine talismans. For the Dahe Kingdom, just like Liu Bai to the Southern Jin Dynasty, he is the most powerful guardian, and his status is extremely respectful, even if the king is in him.
You must also keep the etiquette of your disciples before.
Hearing the sound, Mo Shanshan stood up from the side of the desk, saluted calmly to the teacher, then sat back on the desk, took the pen and dipped it in the ink, and continued to focus on using the skylight outside the window.
Wang Shusheng walked behind her and looked at the beautiful but extremely grand handwriting on the paper. He found that her mood was really calm. His brows were frowning slightly and he was a little worried.
"Don't you understand yet? You are my favorite student and a talisman master who no one dares to insult. After I die, you will be the guardian of the Great River Kingdom. I will not be willing to deprive you of your happiness, and the king is not qualified.
Get your happiness, but if you need to get married, the king is the best choice.”
Wang Shusheng looked at her and said with a solemn expression.
Mo Shanshan, holding the pen, paused slightly and said, "I understand."
After saying this, she continued to hold the pen and write, with a quiet expression and natural brushwork.
However, the calmer and calmer she showed, the more worried Wang Shusheng became. The expression on his face became more and more serious, and his voice became stern.
"I must remind you again that if you don't want Kyoto to be swallowed by the flood and don't want to see the countless Dakawa people die tragically, then you must die, or get married quickly!"
Wang Shusheng looked at her gentle side face and felt that his old heart was a little painful. He forced himself to suppress his pity and reluctance, and said sternly: "Man cannot fight with the sky!"
"The news came from Xiling that Ning Que had entered the Temple of Light and had never come out. No one knew what was going on in the Temple. But even if Haotian would eventually kill Ning Que, she would not like to see you alone.
, and her anger was unbearable in the whole world.”
After saying this, Wang Shusheng turned around and prepared to leave.
Mo Shanshan suddenly put his pen next to the inkstone, stood up and looked at his back, and said calmly: "Teacher, I know you like me. You have always liked me since you were very young."
Wang Shusheng's body shook slightly, and then his upright back seemed a little hunched.
"Sadly, I grew up so fast, and you didn't expect that I would become a talisman master at such a young age. Yes, as you said, no one can deprive me of my happiness anymore, but I still have to
You got married, besides pity and reluctance, you think you are also a little happy, right?"
Mo Shanshan's expression was very calm: "Of course I admit that what you said is right. No one knows what Haotian would think. Dahe cannot take this risk. I will get married as you wish."
"nonsense!"
Wang Shusheng shouted loudly and left the hut with his sleeves. I wonder if it was because Moshan Mountain had uncovered the dark thoughts that had been hidden for many years, and because of how to face her, he went down to Moganshan and went directly to Kyoto.
, came to the palace, met the King of Dahe, and began to arrange the marriage.
The half-open Lumen was gently blown by the wind blowing from the Mochi Lake, sometimes closed and sometimes opened. Moshan looked at that place, was silent for a long time, and then sat back next to the desk.
She continued to write quietly, but the corners of her lips raised slightly, revealing a pleasant smile. After being silent for so many years, she finally was able to say what she wanted to say. She felt very comfortable.
A moment later, Zhuo Zhihua and Tmall girls came to the hut. The Tmall girls sat next to Moshan Mountain, held her sleeve, looked at her pitifully, and said, "Master, what should I do
?”
Mo Shanshan suddenly remembered the answer Ning Que made when she asked Ning Que what to do many years ago on the wasteland. She didn't understand the joke very much, but she still laughed happily at that time.
"What to do? Cool."
The Tmall woman asked, "Is that how can I marry?"
Mo Shanshan smiled and said, "Of course not."
The Tmall girl was a little happy and sad, and said, "Mr. Thirteen is a heartless guy. If you don't marry the Lord of the King, who else can you marry?"
The more beautiful a woman is, the harder it is to marry, and the stronger the ability is, the harder it is to marry. There are problems of being a good match and qualifications. Moshanshan is known for his beauty. He was a great master of talisman when he was a girl, and now he is a rare young talisman in history.
Teacher, there are naturally not many good choices to get married.
"Why do you have to get married?"
Mo Shanshan touched the Tmall woman's head in a doting manner and said, "It is a joke to force a divine talisman master to get married, so if you don't want to get married, remember to practice well."
The Tmall girl thought it made sense. If the man who was engaged was not good, she would definitely refuse to marry at that time. I heard that his family had many generals, so she should really improve her level quickly.
Zhuo Zhihua looked at Mo Shanshan without saying anything, and his eyebrows were full of worries.
Mo Shanshan knew what she was worried about and said calmly: "The world respects Haotian and fears it, and I am no exception, but I think I have already fought with her, so what's the point of being afraid of her? If Haotian is because
I was angry, it was not my responsibility, but her sin."
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The winter maple in the Loched Mong Mountain in Kyoto is a very famous scenery in the whole world. If it weren't for the king's wedding and the imperial city was heavily guarded, tourists would have gathered here.
On the imperial road in front of the imperial city, a thin layer of red leaves were covered. Sangsang walked on the road, and his soles stomped the red leaves blown by the wind, making a very crisp sound, which sounded a little heart-pounding.
She had already changed a lot when she left the Xiling Temple. For example, at Ning Que's strong request, she put on her shoes, and at this time her hands were not behind her.
Sangsang was holding a bowl of fish balls with soup in his left hand and a bamboo stick in his right hand, and was eating constantly. Although the expression on his face was still so cold, it was obvious from the speed of the fish balls disappearing.
satisfy.
To her, the red leaves of the Yudao were obviously not as attractive as fish balls. She did not feel any regret for the red leaves crushed soles like those young girls in love.
When she walked to the main gate of the imperial city, she just finished eating the fish balls in the bowl and handed them behind her.
Ning Que led the big dark horse and followed her all the time, quickly took the bowl over, and his movements seemed particularly skillful. Along the way, he had long been used to his identity as a servant.
"How are you going to choose?"
Sangsang's lips were slightly red and bright because the fish balls were a little hot, making them look a little cute.
Choosing to destroy the marriage between Dahe Guojun and Mo Shanshan, thus proving that he loves her, then proving that there is no true love, and ultimately proving that he does not love Sangsang?
Or choose not to do anything and watch Shanshan marry the king of Raush, thus proving that he does not love her, and then proving that love exists. Should he and Sangsang stay together like this?
"Why must I do such a difficult multiple-choice question?"
Ning Que said: "You know that what academies pursue is freedom, and not choosing is also a kind of freedom."
"As I said outside the city, humans are indeed hypocritical."
Sangsang looked at him and said, "You should know very well why she wants to get married."
Ning Que really knew very well why Shanshan suddenly wanted to marry the king because of the story between him and her, because the woman around him was Haotian.
Sangsang said: "Should I bear the responsibility for her being forced to get married?"
Ning Que shook his head and said, "I won't make such an idiotic judgment."
Sangsang said: "Who should bear this responsibility?"
Ning Que pointed to his nose and said, "I, but I don't know what to do."
Sangsang said, "I'll give you an idea. As long as you kill that monarch, she will naturally not be able to marry."
Ning Que looked at the imperial city gate, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It sounds like a good idea."
Sangsang asked, "Then why are you hesitating?"
Ning Que looked at her and said, "I'm worried that you will leave me after I go in."
Listening to this sentence, Sangsang became quiet.
Ning Que said again: "Your logic is too stiff, so I can't do anything."
Sangsang looked down at the tip of his shoes exposed on the front of his blue shirt.
Ning Que said, "Or, can you help?"
She looked up and said seriously at him, "Men, it's really awesome."
Ning Que said, "Just let me be so mean."
Sangsang said, "I can't kill you for the time being, so I can only watch you keep being humble?"
Ning Que swears: "From now on, I will only show you one person."
Sangsang said: "Why should I help you solve the problem of this choice?"
Ning Que said with confidence: "You asked the question, I can't solve it, you have to give me the answer."
Sangsang said: "Are all humans like you?"
Ning Que said in surprise: "You and I have been sleeping in the same bed for so many years, but I still don't know that I am a strange flower?"
Sangsang's heart was a little confused, and she felt that this matter was a little confused.
Ning Que finally said: "Chen Jinji's makeup is now in the palace."
Sangsang thought about it and found that this was indeed a problem.
She walked towards the imperial city and put her hands behind her back again.
Ning Que followed the big dark horse with his eyebrows down and his eyes glad to him.
Then he began to smile secretly.
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(The first day, the writing rhythm is indeed wrong, just like the thing these couples are going to do now, what is the rhythm? Oh hoho ha. What is the thoughts of Shanshan’s teacher about her in the wasteland? When Shang Ningque mentioned the Book Saint, her expression was a little unnatural, which was the first topic. I originally thought that I wanted to explain it carefully in the story, but later I thought that it was unnecessary and saved some words. Anyway, it was just a small episode. )(To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)