The rise of the late Song Dynasty reigns supreme

Chapter 162 Goodbye Qingcheng
At this time, Zhao Ji's mind reappeared the woman he met that day, and he couldn't help but think of her appearance. The whole person was like a dream, and he muttered to himself: "Relentless is not as passionate as suffering, and an inch is worth thousands of strands. The end of the world When the world is limited, there is only endless love.”

Zhao Ji walked out alone, surrounded by white mist, looked up, only scattered stars flickering in the dark night, dotted in the sky, and a round of indistinct full moon hung in the sky.If there is no water mist to form a thin water curtain to cover, it must be a beautiful scenery.

At this time, Zhao Ji was not in the mood to watch any scenery, the alcohol went down, his mind became clearer, and the feeling of longing became more intense.It's not that he has never seen a beautiful woman, nor is he single, he has already married but has never met such a woman who makes his heart beat.

Just as he was strolling gently on the secluded path, he came to a gazebo and walked over slowly.The chairs in the gazebo are covered with dew, and you can't see any scenery from a distance, only the chilly wind, standing there alone, staring at the front, unaware that someone is coming.

"My lord, why did you come here?" A clear and piercing voice like a silver bell came to Zhao Ji's ears, as beautiful and refreshing as spring water.

"This voice is..." Zhao Ji was overjoyed when he heard that voice was the person he was dreaming of, and turned around hastily to see the familiar face, he was completely dumbfounded.After a while, he shook his head and smiled again, and said: "Could it be that she is really thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night, so how could she appear in front of me? It must be a phantom!"

The woman frowned and said softly, "Master!"

Hearing the woman's voice again, Zhao Ji trembled all over, and said awkwardly: "You... are being rude!"

The woman smiled sweetly and said, "Master, why are you here?"

"Drinking with my brothers, they are all drunk, so I will look around alone!" Zhao Ji hurriedly replied, but he didn't think so in his heart. His real purpose of coming here was to see the beautiful figure of the man in his dream. But these words can only be kept in mind.

"Why is Miss here?"

The woman said: "I originally lived near here and wanted to come here to watch the sunrise, but I have never met you!"

Zhao Ji understood, and felt that he had nothing to say, and he didn't know how to take it.The woman walked forward slowly, took out a futon and sat on it, just looked at the front quietly, and didn't talk to Zhao Ji anymore, the two just sat side by side.

However, Zhao Ji's eyes sneaked at the woman from time to time, the distance between the two was not far, he could smell the unique fragrance of the woman, and he was so excited that he was stunned, and murmured involuntarily: "Beauty Roll up the beaded curtain, sit deeply and frown."

That woman is very intelligent and intelligent, and she frowned when she heard Zhao Ji's verses, feeling a little displeased.She knew that Zhao Ji was referring to herself, and when Zhao Ji peeked at her, she occasionally glanced at her, but pretended to be indifferent.

"I don't know what the son is talking about here?"

Zhao Ji hurriedly said: "I came here to look for an elder brother. He mentioned this place before, so I came here with my younger brother to look for it."

"It seems that the young master has been found!" the woman said.

"How do you know?" Zhao Ji looked at her in surprise.

The woman smiled sweetly and said: "Although your alcohol smell has eased a lot, I still smell alcohol on your body. This is a place of Buddhism, and you are not allowed to drink alcohol. However, if you can drink here, you will come to Yunxin Temple again." In the back of the mountain, you must meet the person you are looking for, and you will break the precept when you are happy."

Zhao Ji was dumbfounded, she could guess the result just by the smell of alcohol on her body, she couldn't help admiring her in her heart, and said: "Miss observes subtlety, I admire it!"

"The young master's appearance doesn't look like a local person, he must be an outsider. He has been dusty all the way, but he is still spotless, which shows that the young master's identity is extraordinary!" The woman said plainly, "If I guess correctly, the young master Not a nobleman, but a scholarly family!"

"How do you know?" Zhao Ji asked curiously.

The woman replied: "That day in the Temple of the Holy Mother, if you can tell the artistic conception in the scroll and have your own unique insights, you must have learned a lot. If not, how can you know this way?"

Zhao Ji's heart was shocked. A woman she had never met before could see a lot of things about her at a glance, and secretly praised: "What a wonderful woman!"

Among the women he met, no one has ever been so intelligent, only the current queen mother has such vision.When Zhao Ji looked at the woman again, besides admiration, there was also some respect.Zhao Ji is surrounded by ladies from all over the world, and such a strange woman has not appeared yet.

"How easy is it to come, how late is it to go, half in the heart and half in the eyebrows. After the door is covered with falling flowers and the spring is gone, the window is full of the moon. Where does not go hand in hand."

Zhao Ji heard the poem chanted by the woman, and then said: "The night is deep, the moon hangs high in the sky, and there is no sound; sleepy eyes are dim, as if in a dream; living and lying linger to restless, and the homeland is lingering in the mind; suffering , go back to nothing, like burning the heart of a king."

The woman turned her head and said in surprise: "It turns out that the young master is also proficient in reciting poems and painting?"

"Miss has won the award!" Zhao Ji replied, "I don't know why Miss is so worried?"

The woman smiled, did not explain, and said: "Since the young master is proficient in this way, why don't you discuss it?"

"Then please teach me a thing or two, Miss!" Zhao Ji was suffering from having no way to get closer to that woman, so he just took this opportunity to show what he had learned.When it comes to martial arts, he is really not as good as Zhao Si. When it comes to literary talent, Zhao Ji thinks that he is not inferior to others.

"Then let's write a poem based on the scenery in front of us!" The woman laughed, "Never want to sleep in the night, the empty hall is closed and reopened. But go away from the shadow of the lamp, and wait for the moonlight to come. The fallen leaves live in their nests, and the fireflies are worthy of my return." .Dawn brushes the sutra case, a stick of white sandalwood ash."

"Green sky, yellow leaf land. Autumn colors are rolling, and the waves are cold and green. The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky catches the water. The grass is ruthless, and it is outside the setting sun. The soul of the country is gloomy, and the thoughts of travel are chasing; nights and nights, good dreams keep people. Drunk. In the Mingyue Tower, sit and lean alone, and the wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness."

What the woman said was a kind of "sorrow", but what Zhao Ji said was "lovesickness", simply expressing his inner thoughts through words.However, Zhao Ji's words were in line with the scene in front of him, which made the woman unable to follow the words.

However, the woman was also impressed by Zhao Ji's literary talents, and it was the first time she met someone with such literary talents, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.The woman looked at Zhao Ji carefully, only to find that he was handsome, and there was an air of arrogance in his gestures and gestures, a kind of arrogance that is no one else.

Zhao Ji once again saw the woman who was haunted by his soul and dream, and felt that she was all over the country, and his whole heart was her figure.There was an indelible sadness on her face, Zhao Ji saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, he was far more sad than the previous meeting, he wanted to ask why, but he didn't know how to open it.

Moreover, this time they talked far more than the last time they met in a hurry, and they were still alone.Zhao Ji observed the woman seriously, and after communicating with her further, he found that she was extraordinary, it was a strange woman that made him admire him even more.

"Why is her sorrow getting deeper?" Zhao Ji thought silently, and his heart followed the woman in melancholy.

Really fell in love at first sight, goodbye Qingcheng!

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