The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixia looked back at him, nodded silently, and said softly: "Bi Tao, Yu Li. With such similar names, they should have entered the Orchestra together. But now a person who is in charge has become a celebrity, and one is known as a disciple. They are really maidservants. When they entered and exited together, of course they also met Chen Lunyun, who is famous for being romantic. This delicate relationship has been maintained until now, and then..."

Her eyes fell on the armband gold.

"The armband gold that Chen Lunyun gave to Bi Tao became the last force to crush Yu Li."

"It can be seen that emotional entanglements are the most hurtful in this world." There was a voice slowly coming from behind him. He controlled it well, allowing her to hear clearly, but it was not enough for people to hear.

This gentle and gentle voice made Huang Zi Xia startled for a while before looking back at him.

Wang Yun was right behind her, obviously behind her all the time, seeing her breaking through the complete case, finally spoke.

His eyes were dim under the lamp at this time, with a faint brilliance, staring at her deeply.

Under his gaze, Huang Zixia felt vacant in his heart, and she couldn't help but lower her head.

And he said faintly, as if nothing had happened: "In this world, everyone has their own destiny and destination, why bother to cause trouble? After all, it hurts others and self."

She only felt a sudden tremor in her heart. Although she understood what he meant, she was ultimately unable to refute, so she could only lower her head quietly without saying a word.

The full moon slanted to the west, three shifts passed.

Fan Yingxi looked very embarrassed when a feast ended like this. Fortunately, Huang Zixian found out the truth in a moment, and everyone was amazed. For a while, even the neon feather dance that dumped everyone was forgotten by everyone.

Everyone left Fanfu and went home. Huang Zixia and his aunt got into the car, but they heard someone calling her from behind: "Zixia."

Huang Zixia turned her head and saw Wang Yun smiling under the lantern at the door, looking up at her in the car, and whispering: "I will go to your clan tomorrow to discuss some things. Then if you have time, we can talk about it. Three or two sentences are fine."

Huang Zixia stiffened slightly, bowed her head and bowed to him without saying anything, turning around and gently lowering the curtain.

The curtain of her car was lowered, and the gentle smile on Wang Yun's face disappeared. He raised his head and looked at the dark blue night sky, the bright moon was sinking to the west, and the sky full of stars became more radiant.

In this world, things that are out of reach always seem to be brighter. Or maybe it's too bright, so it looks hard to reach.

Just like, the woman he once thought he could reach, has now become the most dazzling star in the distant Tianhe. As a result, the bright light seemed to burn in his heart, making him toss and turn every day, and his thoughts were unbearable.

He returned to his horse, ready to go back to Wang's house. A family of the Langya Wang family moved to Sichuan and Shu, and they also had a lot of business here. As a descendant of the Wang family Langya's parents, naturally no one would dare to neglect.

He seemed to be a little sleepy when he dismounted his hips, and started slowly. He heard the golden bell ringing, and he didn't have to look back to know that it was King Kui's carriage coming from the side, so he dialed his horse to avoid him.

On the street in the dark night, only one corner light was shining dimly. Li Shubai opened the curtain and called him: "Yun Zhi."

Wang Yun nodded to him: "Lord."

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, there is still a lively scene in Jiedu Mansion. This Wang Shangjue's meaning is still unfinished. Recently, I just got a cake of good tea. Can Yunzhi be interested, try tea with my Yingchuang?"

Wang Yun smiled calmly and said, "The days are short and the nights are long, why don't you travel by candle. Since the prince has this kind of grace, dare you not follow your orders?"

Li Shubai didn't say anything, motioning for him to follow. Not long after the trip, the former convenience was Dunchun Pavilion, and now Li Shubai is temporarily staying.

Dunchun Pavilion was the palace that Xuanzong planned to build after he arrived in Shu area to avoid the rebellion of Anshi. It's just that the palace is not completed, he has been revered as the Supreme Emperor by Emperor Suzong, and he is taken back to Chang'an, leaving the Dunsoon Palace still under planning. Shu Di reduced its shape, and after the construction was completed, it was renamed the Pavilion and became the official garden of Shu Di. This time King Kui came, and Shu County quickly repaired it for temporary residence.

Wang Yun followed Li Shubai into the Chunhua Hall. After serving the tea, everyone withdrew, even Zhang Xingying was screened out.

The palace lanterns were bright, shining on them. Both of them knew each other's thoughts, but they were reluctant to say something wrong, and they only talked about trivial matters in the North Korea tacitly. Princess Tongchang has been buried in the mausoleum recently. The funeral procession is more than 20 miles long. Some courtiers also said that the funeral was overdue. So the emperor named her Princess Wenyi of Weiguo. No one dared to admonish.

"Where are the families of the imperial doctors?" Wang Yun asked. Due to the death of Tongchang, the emperor was angered by the imperial doctors, and after more than 20 imperial doctors, including Han Zongshao and Kang Zhongyin, were killed, more than 300 relatives of their relatives were taken into prison. There is no such precedent for Li Shubai in the Tang law, Dali Temple did not deal with it, and the emperor passed it to Jingzhao Yin Wenzhang, so that he had to sit down.

"Yushitai didn't dare to say anything. Prime Minister Liu Zhan personally interceded with the sage, but he was reprimanded. He has now been dismissed and demoted to Lingnan. Wen Zhang sentenced the more than 300 people to exile. Recently, he was accused of accepting. For bribery, the sentence is light. I don’t think the saint will be light.” Li Shubai said something casually. Although he was in Shu, he naturally knew the situation of the court earlier than everyone else.

Wang Yun sighed: "The great events of the court, the ups and downs, the various waves are really unpredictable."

Li Shubai took the tea cup and gave him some tea with a smile, and said with a smile: "Nowadays in the court, the situation is changing, but everything is still in my expectation. There is only one thing that makes me puzzled."

Li Shubai led the trend in the middle of Beijing. Tea, Cuju, and polo are all masters. The soup of tea is also uniform and delicate, and it lasts for a long time. Wang Yun held the lantern with three fingers to appreciate it carefully, and asked: "I don't know what the prince can't predict, what's the matter?"

"I still remember that three years ago in the autumn, I became famous not long ago, and we met for the first time at the edge of Qujiang Chi. I thought you would participate in the second year of the imperial examination. But who knew that you asked me to go outside the Great Wall to resist. Sha Tuo, I want to join the army with me."

The family of Langya kings has always been pure and noble, and was accustomed to writing officialdom. Li Shubai was also very surprised at that time and asked: "Why do you go from the Rong? With your family background and help, you will surely be like a fish in the water."

"I don't want to take the Yangguan Avenue that others have paved for me. Maybe it would be more interesting to take the road that our ancestors deliberately avoided."

In the early autumn sun, Wang Yun was still a teenager, but the expression on his face seemed to have seen the other shore he would reach in his life.

Wang Yun's name was added to his accompanying guards who reported to the court. In the mid-autumn season, they reached the edge of the desert and looked far away from the beacon tower. In the declining grass and setting sun, lone smoke rises straight up, and the long river winds.

They marched in the desert with their horses, chasing and killing the invading Shatuo army. Once they launched a chase until the moon, dozens of horses rode back to camp in the **** night. In Hudi, there will be snow in August, and the waning moon on the horizon is still there, and heavy snow has been rising in the desert, and the iron clothes are cold and icy. Li Shubai, who took the lead, looked back and slowed down his gallop, untied the horse's wine bag, and threw it to him far away.

After a sip of strong wine, the blood in his whole body began to burn. The cold air dissipated, because of the victory just now, a group of people were very excited, and happily sang songs on the barren grass with broken gongs.

Wang Yun couldn't sing with these people. He just rode up to the sky and followed them all the way back to camp. Longyou Xingying is in sight, and the white elm tree in Yingkou is faintly discernible in the snow. Wang Yun brushed off the snow flakes on his body, and suddenly felt something in his heart.

"So, after I defeated Sha Tuo and returned to Beijing in triumph, I will never take you to the battlefield again." Li Shubai said slowly, "Everyone has their own place, and your life is a flourishing age. The son of the Prince Langya of the Zhongqing Dynasty. A rare sword, no matter how sharp it is, is not as good as a ceremonial knife on the battlefield. The sand and blood will only wear away its sharpness and even lose its beauty."