Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh moon-like woman
After asking for directions, Lu Heng headed towards the back garden under the guidance of the Turtle Gong.
It's not that I really want to go to the toilet, but the atmosphere in the hall is too noisy. The smell of rouge, alcohol, and sweat all mix together and make me sick.
Except for the hall of Piao Astronomy, the cool night breeze blows, caressing the face, bringing a slight coolness, but it makes people feel deeply peaceful in the heart.
I raised my head and saw the bright moon in the sky, like a jade plate, hanging in the night sky, emitting a cold brilliance.
In the back garden, the pavilions and pavilions are quietly bathed in the night. The pavilions are covered with silvery moonlight and refract weak fluorescence, just like the moon palace, jade towers and jade buildings.
Under the arched bridge, the gurgling water made a soft sound. Under the silver moonlight, the clear stream seemed to be floating with countless catkins, silvery and shimmering.
Taking a deep breath, the fragrance and clarity of the flowers in the evening breeze instantly clear your mind.
After searching in the flower garden for a while, Lu Heng walked into a secluded pavilion among thousands of flowers. After casually dusting the dust on the stone chair with his long sleeves, Lu Heng lifted up his long gown and looked so carefree.
sat down.
The night wind blew by, and the inky black hair moved with the wind.
The long gown on my body was shaking slightly in the wind, as if it was alive.
Quietly looking forward, I saw that under the silver moonlight, everything was quiet. Only the bright moon in the sky shed thousands of clear rays of light.
Raise your head and look at the full moon in the shallow clouds, like a dignified swan, swimming in the night sea!
It's so bright!
The wind blew and it was slightly cool.
Lu Heng sat on the edge of the pavilion, looking at the bright moon hanging on the corner of the pavilion, with a calm look on his face.
Looking at the tea cup he had been holding in his hand, Lu Heng wanted to take a sip, but found that the tea was cold and tasteless.
He smiled slightly and placed the green porcelain tea cup on the table beside him. Then he turned around and looked quietly at the bright moon in the deep blue night sky.
"When will the bright moon come? I'll ask the blue sky with my wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky! I want to ride on the wind to go back, for fear that the beautiful buildings and jade houses will be too cold in the high places to dance and clear the shadows. How can it be like being in the human world?"
Looking at the building bathed in the moonlight in front of me, I softly recited the eternal verses of Dongpo layman in my mouth, and for a moment I fell into this beautiful and peaceful scenery, unable to extricate myself.
It wasn't until bursts of cheers came from the brightly lit hall in the distance that Lu Heng's thoughts were disrupted.
I turned my head and glanced at the hall, and saw the lights in the hall were shining brightly. However, perhaps because the distance was too far, I couldn't see clearly. It was like patches of light, combining and separating.
Oh, some talented person must have started composing poetry, right?
Lu Heng looked away from the light, shook his head and smiled, then turned his attention to the moonlit building in the garden again.
However, the atmosphere was disturbed. In my heart, I no longer felt the uneasy peace I had just now.
Lu Heng smiled slightly and continued to recite softly: "Turn around the Zhuge Pavilion, lower the Qihu household, and the light will be sleepless. There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter
It’s hard to be complete in ancient times.”
Having said this, Lu Heng picked up the cool tea cup on the table, took a look at it, smiled slightly, still raised his head and drank it all in one sip.
"I hope that people will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the cicadas thousands of miles apart."
After taking a deep breath, Lu Heng stretched out his hand, brushed off the wrinkles on his body, lifted his front skirt, and stood up.
After placing the green and white porcelain tea cup that shone with silver light on the table, he prepared to leave.
Although it is wonderful to be born into this world, you are still a human being in this world.
Lu Heng smiled, and after taking a look at the peaceful garden, he turned his attention to the hall where the noise came from.
That's where you should be!
"Why, are you leaving now?"
From behind, a cold and clear voice came vaguely. The voice seemed lifeless, as plain as water.
Turning around, I saw a woman standing on the road leading to the bamboo forest under the pavilion.
This woman has a beautiful appearance, a cold face, and extremely fair skin. She is wearing a long white dress and looks slim.
The night wind blew, and her soft white dress moved with the wind, dancing lightly.
At this time, she was holding a guqin in her arms and looking quietly at Lu Heng in the pavilion, who was about to leave.
It seems that she is planning to come here to play the piano. Hehe, this pavilion should be her territory.
Well, I have occupied the dove's nest!
Lu Heng smiled apologetically, clasped his fists, and was about to apologize. The woman glanced at him lightly, and then moved her calm gaze aside.
"Master, are you leaving now?" The woman did not look at Lu Heng, but looked elsewhere and said calmly.
His tone seemed to be talking to himself, but he was still asking about this strange man who broke into his backyard.
"It's good to go!"
The woman muttered to herself, her eyes cold and distant.
This time, Lu Heng didn't know how to answer. He stood there, smiled helplessly, shrugged towards the woman, spread his hands and said, "Sang Rui!" Then he cupped his hands and said,
The woman frowned slightly, then turned and left.
Behind her, the woman looked at the scholar who was gradually leaving, her delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and she was puzzled by what the scholar just said.
Sanray?
What does this mean?
He raised his head and was about to ask a question, but found that there was only a moonlit road in front of him, and the scholar didn't know what to think about.
The woman shook her head gently and did not pursue it. After walking into the pavilion with the guqin in her arms, she saw the guqin placed on the stone table. When she was about to practice the piano, she saw the green huā porcelain placed aside unexpectedly.
At this time, the moonlight shines into the pavilion, and the edge of the green and white porcelain reflects the hazy moonlight and shines slightly.
The woman just looked at the green porcelain quietly, feeling a little crazy for a moment.
The evening breeze blew away the inky black hair on the woman's forehead.
After withdrawing her gaze from the green huā porcelain, the woman stretched out her slender jade fingers and placed them on the guqin, but she didn't know what to play.
"When will the bright moon come? I'll ask the blue sky for my wine, but I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky!"
Unknowingly, the scholar's leisurely chanting echoed in my ears.
The woman sighed slightly, and her slender fingers pulled the strings out of boredom.
Like the sound of a clear stream flowing out softly, it immediately spread throughout the cold garden.
However, what she sang turned out to be the words that Lu Heng had just casually recited.
The sound is gentle, like the gurgling of a gentle stream, which makes people intoxicated.
After chanting like this, the woman stopped playing the guqin in her hands and pressed her hands on the guqin. After quietly savoring this eternal line, she said to herself lightly: "The words are good, but it's a pity that they are not sincere enough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud voice: "Girl, it's just piracy, why are you still slandering others behind their backs?"
While walking on the road, Lu Heng suddenly remembered that it was not good to throw things away casually. Then he turned back to get the green huā porcelain.
However, after walking back, I accidentally heard the woman singing the water tune song that she had just casually recited.
The sound, like orchids in an empty valley and quiet springs in a clear stream, made him, who was accustomed to listening to all kinds of music of later generations, immersed in it for a while.
Until the song ended, Lu Heng was still immersed in it.
However, the woman's words were unfortunately not sincere enough, which made Lu Heng smile slightly and had to walk out.
It was obvious that the woman was aware of his presence.
His words were not sincere and he was obviously forcing himself to show up.
However, as the saying goes, strike first to gain advantage, strike later to suffer disaster. The first thing Lu Heng picked out was to speak first, talking about women's piracy with a smile.
Saying this, Lu Heng smiled slightly and watched how the woman answered.
However, the woman seemed not to hear his words nor to see him.
He was still tuning the strings on his own.
It wasn't until Lu Heng got impatient with waiting that the woman lowered her head and continued: "How can it be sincere to replace wine with tea and respect the bright moon?"
Hearing this, Lu Heng looked at the green porcelain next to the woman's hand, smiled, nodded and admitted frankly: "Oh, what the girl said makes sense, but I'm not sincere enough!"
He didn't explain why he didn't use wine, because he knew that telling him whether it was wine or tea might be an excuse. But to the woman, it meant nothing.
"Master, are you just going to keep standing like this?" The woman finally raised her head, and what appeared in front of Lu Heng was a cold and elegant face of stunning beauty.
Seeing the scholar looking at Lu Heng intently, with a hint of shock in his eyes, the woman's eyes did not change, and her heart was neither happy nor angry, and she just looked at the scholar calmly.
"Young master, it's time to go back!" Seeing the scholar standing still, the woman lowered her head and continued to play with the strings. She said calmly.
"Why?" Lu Heng asked casually.
The woman raised her head and glanced at him indifferently. Then she flicked her fingers, and with a clang, the strings played.
"As the young master said, this is my territory!"
…,
Well, that's a good reason.
Lu Heng only nodded in agreement.
However, before leaving, she turned around and clasped her fists and asked, "Although it's a little abrupt, I still want to know the girl's name!" "Why?" The woman played the strings gently, without raising her head, and just asked lightly.
One sentence.
"Because" Lu Heng smiled, looked around, pointed at the bright moon in the night sky, and said with a smile: "Because of her!"
A woman like the moon, with a temperament like the moon.
Even if it was just a dream, Lu Heng hoped that he could learn this woman's name in his dream.
Hearing this, the woman's fingers that played the strings paused slightly.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Heng calmly.
After a long time, the woman lowered her head and smiled faintly.
The smile that appeared on that pretty face was like the brightness of the moon hidden among the clouds.
"I'm Zhuo Yue!" the woman said lightly, clicked her fingers, raised her head, looked at Lu Heng and said, "They call me Ruolan!"!