The most outstanding Kun Ling Yang Cuixi of Jinmen Tianxian Garden is the first love of Li Shutong, who has just begun to have a love interest. Yang Cuixi's outstanding talent and appearance made Li Shutong fall in love at first sight.
But the falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless. Their love was just like a chapter in a play, and it finally came to an end.
What is not available is the best. Li Shutong never met a woman he fell in love with again. After being frustrated one after another in middle age, he finally had an epiphany and saw through the world of mortals.
transcended the secular material life and spiritual life, entered the Buddhist path, and became Master Hongyi.
Well, the story begins:
一 Fall in love
She has pink cheeks with clouds, her temples are facing crows, and her eyebrows are clustered with emerald green, just like that Chang'e woman, a low-ranking general who belongs to ordinary people.
On the stage, the woman with a plum blossom bearing the mark of time on her temples sang leisurely. She is like a green lotus that has just bloomed in early summer, swaying gently in the breeze, beautiful but unaware of it.
Suddenly, a pool of fragrance bloomed. Under the stage, the man who looked like a spring snow-frozen plum blossom was quietly admiring it.
On that day, he deliberately put on new clothes that he had made a few days ago. The light blue satin robe made him more leisurely and unique.
He was listening to the melodious and soft voices on the stage, and was also looking at the beauty who seemed untainted by the fireworks of the world.
The joy and admiration between their eyebrows could not be concealed.
In the romantic love scene, everyone appears in person, and after being happy, they forget each other in the world.
This is not a bad thing. After all, it avoids the heartbreaking lovesickness, and you don’t have to lean alone on the river tower to look through the autumn water and see all the thousands of sails.
However, there is someone who takes this romantic thing extremely seriously. She is the most outstanding Kun Ling in Jinmen.
Her face is like a spring peach makeup on a branch, her eyebrows are frowned but not frowned like a cigarette, her body is like a graceful weeping willow, and she has a perfect and soft singing voice. When the gong rings, thousands of listeners will gather in Tianxian Garden.
Yang Cuixi is her name, and literati who are nostalgic for the romantic world most like to hear her sing this song Sanskrit Palace.
It was in this crowded crowd that Yang Cuixi saw the handsome man sitting quietly in a corner, wearing a velvet bowl hat .
Play is like life, life is like play, who can say clearly.
Where is truth and where is fiction? The people and things in reality are even more confusing than the scenes in the play.
When a talented man and a beautiful woman meet, they will inevitably perform a beautiful drama.
No matter the ending is that the lovers finally get married or the lovers part ways, Xiaosheng and Huadan will try their best to play out this emotional drama.
Yang Cuixi didn't know that that man was the third young master of the Li family. Every time he walked into this fairy garden, someone would diligently make way for him.
The waiter in the shop was even more busy, putting a pot of brewed tea on his table. Yang Cuixi saw this and knew that he must be a child of a wealthy family.
She didn't care about this, she just felt that the man's eyes were full of pure joy.
Human relationships are cold and warm, and Yang Cuixi, who is in a romantic relationship, can naturally tell who is sincere to her and who is fake to her, but he did not point it out.
was just quietly enjoying the doting in his eyes on the stage.
Li Shutong, who was in love for the first time, was intoxicated in this fairy garden.
The Li family has been silent for too long. Now, a colorful butterfly suddenly flew in, waking up the entire spring.
Among so many princes and princes, only Li Shutong knew how to exercise restraint and knew that retreat was another kind of advance.
When he comes every day, he always changes his clothes, either a colored robe with a plum blossom embroidered on it, or a blue robe with several patterns on it. The clothes are mainly simple and elegant, but without losing the grandeur and luxury, showing a peerless nobility and refined temperament.
After the play ended, many people stood outside the backstage door holding gorgeous roses or graceful jewelry, actively asking to see the beauty up close.
And Li Shutong is still sitting in the fairy garden, savoring her soft singing style, delicate figure, and a smile that is both angry and ashamed.
Whenever this happens, the servant who follows him will always ask him if he wants to go to the backstage to ask for this beauty?
And he always smiled and shook his head, got up and left.
all this, Yang Cuixi silently saw it.
Gradually, the love in her heart winds into a river, and the love in her heart flows in her heart.
Love in this world often hits off. If you fail to embrace each other, it is just that the time has not come.
At this time, Li Shutong also turned into a colorful butterfly in spring. Flying into her dream, she was like a spring flower, looking forward to him picking it.
That day, he did not quietly reminisce after the show and leave as usual, but lifted the curtain and walked into the backstage. Yang Cuixi, who was dismantling her head, was stunned for a moment, and a slight blush suddenly flew on her face.
He walked approaching quietly, silently gathered her hair for her, and then inserted the Phalaenopsis hairpin into her left bun.
Her face was silent, and a huge wave had already set off in her heart.
Yang Cuixi had already felt the tremor from the depths of her heart when she lowered her head.
is in the fairy garden. She has seen too many romantic young men and rich children, but she has never seen a handsome and elegant man like her.
He knows aesthetics, but does not wait for an opportunity to possess it, but chooses to wait quietly.
His eyes are clear and pure.
Listen to Yang Cuixi's play and send her home. It is the most joyful and joyful moment of each other in this day.
On the stage, I saw him clear and relaxed, beautiful, and charming. On the way home, the bright moon also knew how to hide quietly in the lake, creating a hazy night view for them.
This love is gentle in the eyes of others, but only they understand that love is surging and can be charming.
His calm voice seemed to have the momentum of a screen blowing the water slurry pump; and her gentle and low voice, to him, seemed to be like the spring scenery in the garden that was so heartwarming and open.
That's it. He praised her for her and she showed her beautiful beauty. He explained the origin of opera to her and wrote lyrics for her, and every sentence was full of satisfactory affection.
She sang and answered on the stage, her voice chanting softly for him, and her step by step was turned for him.
With the help of a talented man, the beautiful woman's singing and dancing skills are becoming more and more prosperous as the bamboo shoots in spring.
Things in this world have always been mixed, and light and dark are in harmony. If you propose a smooth love, you will always be like a small boat. On a moonless night, you will gradually indulge in the middle of the sea.
Li family is a family style, so it is naturally hundreds of times more important than personal happiness. How could Li Shutong be allowed to fall into the romance? How could an actor be allowed to get entangled with the noble third young master? Li Shutong's mother Wang Fengling sat on the Grand Master's chair and meditated with her eyes closed.
Although Wang's mother who was serving her next to her dare not speak, she could not hide her worries about Li Shutong. She watched Li Shutong grow up, and she loved him the most. She knew that this child valued love. If she insisted on separating the two, she would definitely hurt him deeply.
But she has lived in this Li family compound for so many years and has long understood that behind the prosperity is unknown sadness.
At the twilight, the wind suddenly blew, as if I was going to send something away. My mother slowly opened her eyes, and casually picked a photo from the table and handed it to Mrs. Wang.
The girl in the photo looks not outstanding at first glance. She is not the bright moonlight in front of the window, out of reach, nor is it the cinnabar mole on the chest. It can make people remember it all their lives, but it is the most beautiful thing that warms people's hearts, just like the air around people, colorless and tasteless, but a must in life.
Wang Ma understood Feng Ling’s thoughts.
"Flower, Mom, you sent me a flower, but it was not her."Yang Cuixi is still singing on the stage, and Li Shutong is still watching it with fascination off the stage, but they don't know that their love is just a chapter in the play, and the song will eventually end.
二 Breaking up
Xiaofeng is powerless and lazy, and the long love forgets the short hairspring.
The moon is low when I wake up from alcohol, and Du Yu cries from Jiangnan.
I am so obsessed with it that I wish to transform into a butterfly.
The shade of flowers is separated from the curtain, and the morning fragrance and dreams are immersed in it.
After Yang Cuixi finished her costume and took off her head and mask, she heard the messenger calling her name.
When she opened the letter, she saw this song written in small letters A poem drawn in one stroke.
The autumn wind blew through the window lattice, through her slightly thin clothes, and blew into the heart of the autumn grass.
Autumn is thick, and the sky is full of memories dancing in the autumn wind. Those days when Li Shutong sent her home with a lantern have finally become a thing of the past.
Once upon a time, he was a colorful butterfly that could fly gracefully into her dreams. Nowadays, this letter full of lovesickness is like a spring after the flowering period, full of falling red. She still has the butterfly blue hairpin on her head, and Li Shutong is still flying like a butterfly. Go.
Because of important matters, he temporarily left Tianjin and went to Shanghai. Not having his family by his side is ultimately a disappointment to Jinse's time. Fortunately, Li Shutong is good at writing poems to express his lovesickness.
Yang Cuixi also knows some skills in paper and ink, so for them, the distance of time and space is not an insurmountable obstacle.
However, God always deliberately embarrasses Hongyan. When she was immersed in the longing for love in the letter, her good sister told her that a noble person was visiting her.
Yang Cuixi is not Xiaojiabiyu who has never seen the world, but when she walked out of the backstage, she was still shocked by the formation in front of her. Two teams of officers and soldiers surrounded a graceful and noble man.
Suddenly, Yang Cui felt as if she had entered a government official's office. The man came up to her with a smile on his face and flattered her about redemption.
He is Duan Zhigui of Tianjin Prefectural Government, and he is the son of Prince Qingyiquan. Naturally, he has such ability and power. He has fallen into the world.
At this time, Yang Cuixi was like dust in the wind, flowers withered in the rain, drifting and helpless, and was crushed into mud.
Women like them, dealing with all kinds of men, flattering each other, showing off their boundless beauty and charm, their smiles are like fine wine, making people drunk once they taste it.
But most people are just drunk. They indulge in it for a while and wake up later.
They naturally know that those vows made when they are drunk are just a piece of quicksand. Don't believe it and don't ask questions. Listen. Just listen.
After a short period of romance and happiness, the men will set foot on the Yangguan Road again, and they will continue to walk on this single-plank bridge that will never be completed.
Who is more ruthless and who is more ungrateful is not that important. But Yang Cuixi understood that Li Shutong, unlike other men, would definitely give her a haven so that she would no longer be homeless and unable to find a home in this wild world.
Now she suddenly heard that someone was going to redeem her body, she should have been filled with joy, but because the person who redeemed her was not Li Shutong. Yang Cuixi's face was filled with a smile, but her heart was already filled with tears.
She put her hands behind her back and quietly folded Li Shutong's lovesickness poem. From now on, I will be separated from you. They eventually become each other's passers-by.
The smoke and clouds are still the same, the Tianxian Garden is still the same, but benevolence and righteousness are not the same.
Li Shutong returned from a busy life in Shanghai. He rushed to Tianxian Garden before he could enter the house in the future. He wanted to insert the gold-plated hairpin that was warm in his hands into her hair.
opened the door and walked into the backstage. Yang Cuixi's sisters were all there, but she was missing.
From their sympathetic eyes, he finally believed the rumors that were spreading on the street.
Duan Zhigui redeemed her life for him and dedicated her to the young prince Zai Zhen in Beijing.
As soon as they entered the Houmen, Li Shutong and Yang Cuixi were like two intersecting straight lines. They were getting closer before they were getting closer and farther away. Although you are in love and I am interested in you, in the end we just passed each other and were lost in the sea of people.
Some promises cannot be fulfilled, and some vows are difficult to come true. Li Shutong and Yang Cuixi met by chance in Wuya's time, but not at the most appropriate time.
Li Shutong's mother was naturally secretly happy when she heard this news.
The strategy we discussed with Wang Ma before, even if we are not in a hurry, we will eventually start to handle it.
The old injury has not yet healed, and the newcomer is about to break into the door.
Li Shutong seemed to have walked into the wet alley, lingering around alone, unable to walk back to the past, nor can he see the future clearly.
rushing around the trivial matters of the world, who can avoid the fireworks of the world? Who can escape the word "love" when dealing with the world? The fate is deep and shallow, and the love is short and the love is long. In this Saha world, there are always people who are in love.
Li Shutong thought that Yang Cuixi had entered the Marquis's Sect. Even if he would suffer some grievances, he would at least avoid the pain of displaced everywhere, but the ending was not the case.
Duan Zhigui is a capable general under Yuan Shikai . This person has been following the dragon and phoenix throughout his life, and is inclined to be strong. In order to get promoted and get rich, it can be said that he is using any means to get along with others, and he often uses the "beauty trick".
Duan Zhigui uses his power to coerce and seduce Yang Cuixi's father and brother. The Yang family was forced to agree. Duan Zhigui then spent 12,000 yuan to redeem Yang Cuixi, and then gave Yang Cuixi to Zaizhen as a concubine. Zaizhen held the beauty back, so he was naturally very grateful.
In return, Yi Li, who was the Minister of Military Affairs and a powerful position, promoted Duan Zhigui to governor.
Later, Prince Qing's enemy reported Duan Zhigui's bribery with a woman and reported to Empress Dowager Cixi. Empress Dowager Cixi was furious, Duan Zhigui was removed from his post as governor and Zai Zhen was dismissed. In order to avoid the quarrel, Zai Zhen sent Yang Cuixi back to Tianjin and handed it over to the local salt merchant Wang Yisun, and asked Wang Yisun to take him as his concubine. In his early years, Wang Yisun also pursued Yang Cui's happiness but failed, so he was naturally overjoyed.
Li Shutong and Yang Cuixi met again on the street by chance, and everything seemed to have not changed. The hairpin of Phalaenopsis was still stuck on his head, as if it was nostalgia and as if it was a memorial service.
He was still wearing the light green satin robe when he first met him, simple and elegant, but everything had changed long ago.
She is no longer the pretty beauty who sings Brahma Palace on stage, and he is no longer the elegant young man who takes him home with a lantern.
Some people say that the spring is the most beautiful when the purples bloom, the warblers fly and the grass grows, and the willows are thick. But Li Shutong felt that this season was the saddest, because the branches of spring flowers always fell on the winding paths.
Later, Yuan Shikai restored , and Duan Zhigui also turned around. In fact, Yang Cuixi was just a young woman in her twenties. She often threw Wang Yisun in Tianjin and ran to the capital by herself.
soon became a woman around Duan Zhigui. With Duan Zhigui as his backer, Yang Cuixi often went to and from important occasions, became a celebrity at that time, and became friends with Yuan Shikai's concubine. Yang Cuixi was able to enter and exit Yuan Shi's bedroom freely.
Finally, Yuan Shikai failed to restore the rebellion. Duan Zhigui changed his mind and immediately betrayed Yuan Shikai. At the same time, Duan Zhigui also abandoned Yang Cuixi.
Yang Cuixi began to be disliked by celebrities, believing that she was a woman who brought misfortune. What's more, she blamed Yang Cuixi for Dingwei tragedy and Yuan Shikai's restoration.
From then on, Yang Cuixi was alienated by people and died alone in her old age.
And Li Shutong, what he couldn't get was the best. He never met a woman he loved again. After middle age, he was frustrated one after another and finally realized and saw through the world. He went beyond the secular material and spiritual life and entered the Buddhist path and became Master Hongyi.
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