: Listening to music on the flower boat all day long, and fighting in the spring

The willows are shimmering and the sky is green, and the Quzhu Leaning Bridge is painted with sloping bridges.

The farther and the better, afraid of running out, getting deeper and denser, seemingly infinite.

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The boat rippled gently, creating ripples in the blue waves. Under the surprised and envious eyes of many literati on the long embankment, it slowly sailed under the flower boat in the middle of the lake.

When An Le boarded the ship, many literati were so envious that their eyes turned red.

On top of the flower boat is Fairy Yunrou. How can this son, He De, board this flower boat? You must know that even if someone spends tens of thousands of Yunling Tongbao, it is difficult to board the boat and see Fairy Yunrou!

No one knew the identity of the young man, and many people began to inquire. Emotions such as curiosity, doubt, and envy surged by the West Lake, crushing the peace of the spring morning.

Liu Yue put his hands behind his back. Although there was envy on his face, it was just envy. It was more natural, because this young man was from the famous An family in Lin'an.

Looking at the many scholars and Confucian scholars around who were beating their chests, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips.

It was not unusual for An family to board the ship. This was the result of another invitation after An family refused.

Liu Yue watched the young man get on the flower boat and gradually disappear from sight. He couldn't help but let out a breath. He knew that this An family was someone he couldn't reach, not only because of his talent, but also because of Liu Yue's vague sense of It is speculated that this Anjia is a practitioner.

In Da Zhao, the gap between ordinary literati and practitioners was too big.

But such a talented and accomplished An family member is willing to swim on the long embankment, laugh at willows, and talk about mulberry trees with a little person like him.

Liu Yue's desire to go to high school became more and more intense. Only by getting into the second rank of high school and becoming an official in the imperial court, would he be barely qualified to continue touring the West Lake with An's family.

Thinking like this, Liu Yue stopped hanging around the West Lake with many literary friends, turned back to the inn, and began to study hard.

There are only three or two days left before the opening of Chunwei. Although he is very confident in his talent, he also needs to be fully prepared.

Just because you have expectations in your heart, you will work harder.

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This is Anle's first time boarding the flower boat, and it feels like...that's all, no special emotions.

On the board of the boat, Fairy Yunrou wore a veil and carried a Jiaowei Guqin on her back. Her whole person was gentle and quiet, and her watery eyes looked at Anle.

"Xiaosheng Anle, I have met Fairy Yunrou." Anle smiled and bowed with his fists.

"Everyone in An is joking, how can a little girl dare to call herself a fairy when she is only in the fourth realm?" Yun Rou chuckled, her voice soft and crisp, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

"Yunrou gathered her inner elixir at the age of eighteen and thought she was extremely talented. Later she found out that she was a genius, but she was not a genius at all."

"Later, I was valued by my teacher and was accepted into the monastery to teach cultivation. But now I can only train my body to understand mysticism. Compared with the talent of the An family, it is far behind." Yun Rou said softly, leading An Le into the flower boat pavilion. .

When you go up to the second floor, you can see the surrounding scenery of the West Lake. The water is clear and the water is shining, which is a unique experience.

It has to be said that viewing the West Lake from the center of the lake has a better view and more pleasant scenery than viewing the West Lake from the Wanghu Tower.

"In just a short period of time, Mr. An has gone from knowing nothing about spiritual practice to now stepping into the realm of physical training and spiritual refining. He is really powerful and extremely talented. His teachers often praise him."

Yunrou also looked at the scenery outside the boat building, but she had been tired of watching it every day.

But Anle watched with amusement: "May I ask Miss Yunrou, is your teacher the Sixth Mountain Master?"

Miss Yunrou's eyebrows curved: "Exactly."

An Le didn't expect it too much. After all, he had made some guesses before. Hearing this, he said: "The mountain master once gave me the ink pond. I am very grateful."

"There are three thousand swords hidden in the teacher's red dust sword box, and Mochi is just one of them. For the teacher, it is like taking a ladle of water. Whether Mochi belongs to Mr. An, it is also Mochi's choice."

Yunrou said.

Mochi's rank was not high at first, but now that he has seen it, Mochi's rank has already broken through the sixth-grade magic weapon and entered the fifth-grade.

This shows that Mochi is a good match for following Anle.

The teacher once said that when you choose a magic weapon, the magic weapon is also a choice for people. Only when they support each other can you make progress.

"The teacher has been wondering recently why Mr. An doesn't go to the Sixth Mountain for a walk. The sword energy in the mountains is of great help to Mr. An."

Yun Judo's tone seemed to express the sad emotions of the Sixth Mountain Master.

An Le couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this: "Spring is coming, and when spring is over, Xiaosheng will definitely pick up a pot of old rice wine and climb the mountain to have a drink with the mountain master."

Fairy Yunrou couldn't help but nodded when she heard this: "Then I will convey this to the teacher."

Yunrou invited Anle to board the flower boat, it seemed that it was just for chatting. Maybe Anle was also valued by the teacher and wanted to be a mountain guard. If Anle had agreed at that time, Yunrou and Anle would have been in the same school.

"Miss Yunrou, I have a question. Since you are the owner of the mountain and the guardian of the mountain, why do you come here to work as an oiran among the paintings?"

This is the doubt that Anle has always had in mind.

Fairy Yunrou has all the status, status, and cultivation, but she is willing to be an oiran. No matter how elegant the oiran is, she can't conceal her reputation as a humble person.

However, Fairy Yunrou didn't take it seriously and said: "Mr. An, my teacher practiced Hongchen Swordsmanship, and the Red Dust Sword Box contained three thousand swords. When he was young, the teacher was a famous prodigal. He would hang out in brothels and compose poems and lyrics for Hongchen women.

, composing paintings and music for them, which is extremely romantic.”

Hearing this, Anle couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Walking among the flowers without even a single leaf touching me, that's awesome."

Yunrou glanced at Anle and felt that Mr. An was teasing the Sixth Mountain Master.

"I came here to be the oiran on the boat, which is also the teacher's intention. I want to understand the meaning of the world of mortals. When I break the world of mortals, it will be the time when I break the mirror."

Yunrou said seriously.

"These days, I am in the flower boat, playing the piano every day, and observing all kinds of things with my mind, and I have indeed gained something. I can see the ugliness of people, their suffering, and their helplessness. Maybe this is the world of mortals."

"The teacher said that the meaning of the human world is different for everyone, so I need to experience it myself."

After Anle heard this, he fell into deep thought.

"Mr. An, Yun Rou refined her heart in the world of mortals and perfected the sound of a zither. Today I invite you to give me a taste of it."

Yun Rou looked at An Le who was deep in thought and smiled.

He took off the Jiaowei Guqin from his back, placed it in front of him, and played it lightly with his fingers. The sound of the piano was as long as a trickle.

The peaceful heart suddenly calmed down.

Look at the light waves on the lake and listen to the music of the piano in the boat to calm your mind.

Vaguely, Anle seemed to hear many different scenes from the music, including the helplessness of a mortal woman, the pain of suffering, and helpless lamentations.

All kinds of emotions are like trickles, lingering around the fingertips and blending into the sound of the piano.

This is a wonderful use of the power of the mind.

Anle closed her eyes, as if time was passing by silently between the sounds of the piano.

In the sword furnace in the Meijinniwan Palace, the sword energy has become much softer and smoother. The violent energy in the mind and the flaws caused by the rapid growth have disappeared under the gentle caress of the piano sound.

Yun Rou, who was playing the piano, was suddenly surprised. She could feel the sword energy emanating from An Le's eyebrows, as if it was rising with the sound of the piano.

In the mountains and rivers, a true friend is hard to find.

But at this moment, Anle's sword energy seemed to rise and fall with the sound of the piano.

A strange color appeared in Yun Rou's eyes, An Le's cultivation talent... was indeed very evil.

Listening to the song "Red Earth" will give you a clear feedback. When the song ends, your peace of mind may be lifted a little.

The face under Yunrou's veil couldn't help but smile. She never disturbed An Le and continued to play the piano. She picked the strings with her slender white fingers. The big strings were noisy like a rainstorm, and the small strings were like whispers.

The sound of the piano is accompanied by the gentle ripples on the West Lake, blending with the spring scenery.

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The West Lake is good for carrying wine on a flower boat, with urgent pipes and complicated strings, and jade lamps urging the people to pass, while the steady and smooth waves allow people to sleep drunkenly.

On this day, Anle listened to music on the flower boat.

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The setting sun reflects on the West Lake, and the mountains and rivers are the same color as the sky.

An Le's eyes were clear and clear, the sword between his brows was clanging, his mind was slightly strong, and with a bit of joy in his eyes, he thanked Fairy Yunrou.

"Thank you very much, Miss Yunrou, for helping me improve my spiritual practice."

Anle cupped his fists and bowed.

Yunrou carried the Jiaowei Guqin on her back, wore a veil, and her soft, watery eyes were curved, bringing with it a slight smile.

"Mr. An is too polite. Qin Yin is just helping. He is really a monster with talent. No wonder the teacher is optimistic about Mr. An. Mr. An refused the name of mountain guard, and the teacher sighed for a long time."

Yun Rou smiled and said: "It was also my teacher who told me that having more contact with you and acquiring some gentlemanly habits may help me condense the energy of the mortal world as soon as possible and gain the opportunity to break through the realm."

An Le smiled when he heard this: "When spring is over, I will visit the mountain master. If Miss Yunrou needs An's help in any way, just ask and I will definitely help."

What An Le said is very true.

If Mrs. Hua lights up the path of Anle's practice, then Fairy Yunrou is the guide who opens the door to practice for Anle. It is precisely because of her age energy that Anle can complete the enlightenment of practice.

Don't forget the man who dug the well when you are drinking water. Although Yunrou doesn't know this kind of kindness, Anle will never forget it.

After bidding farewell to Yunrou, Anle returned to Taimiao Alley along the same route, carrying in his hands the wine drunk Liuxia brought back from the flower boat, and a pack of eight-treasure crispy chicken wrapped in lotus leaves.

Rumor has it that Zui Liuxia is a fine wine in the palace, and can only be sold in Zui Long Pavilion. The wine on the flower boat where Yun Rou is on is specially supplied by Zui Long Pavilion, so it is also called Zui Liu Xia.

You can board the flower boat for free, listen to music for free, and also have a pot of drunken clouds and a portion of eight-treasure chicken for free...

Anle today really takes the act of free prostitution to the extreme.

Passing by the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Anle said hello and then returned to the small courtyard. As soon as he moved out the tables and chairs, the old man came slowly, tapping his bamboo stick and smelling the fragrance.

"Huh? The taste has changed today? Instead of the old rice wine in Yanchunli, the braised beef has been replaced with eight-treasure chicken?"
To be continued...