This is a very strange feeling.

I clearly know that it is a dream in my heart, but I can't break free, let alone escape.

Li Ruyu didn’t know who the scholar was on the green mountain, but the person in the dream was probably related to his own thunder and his own thunder. Will that scholar be related to his own writing a copybook?

unknown.

Maybe the answer will be revealed in a dream.

The next moment, endless blood flowed out from the ground, and blood was densely spreading above the sky, and endless corpses fell from the clouds. The beacon fire rose from nothingness, and between the green mountains and oneself, it became a purgatory.

A voice came from the sky, and seemed to sound from the depths of one's heart, "How can some desolate things in the world be able to defeat the blood of all living beings in the world?"

The sound is endless and echoes for a long time.

The woman who vomited blood who grabbed her clothes showed her voice, and her voiced eyes disappeared, and she turned into ashes and fell without a trace.

Li Ruyu sighed in his heart.

This sound is not unfamiliar with Dameng, the sound of the white-armored general when he came to his dream.

My name is Bai Qi.

But from beginning to end, the white-armored general only had a sound and no figure appeared.

In the clear and peaceful place in the distant sky, the scholar standing with his hands behind his back waved his hand, and the sky above the green mountains suddenly burst into dark clouds like ink.

Covering the entire dream sky instantly.

The blood clouds instantly cleaned away, like dark clouds and rainstorms, pouring down wildly.

There was a rain of ink.

Li Ruyu instantly sank into a sea of ​​ink where he could not see anything, and the voice of a scholar sounded in his ears, "I have nothing to do with it, the only ink pool is soaring to the sky. You should be kind to him, don't let us scholars down."

Without the domineering spirit of my name Bai Qi, nor the sadness of "the wind is whistling and the cold heroes of Yishui will never return", but there is the arrogance of the ink pond that can overlook the world.

Scholars are so carefree.

Like the Master.

A thunder thunder in the clear sky pulled Li Ruyu back to reality from the dream ink pond.

Turn over and sit up.

The bedroom was pitch black, and the dream was still in front of me. After the thunder was surging in the sky, the sound of the sound was lingering. Li Ruyu put on his clothes and came to the main hall, lit the lights, and took out paper, pen, ink and ink.

After a long time, I was dumbfounded at the poems on the rice paper.

Poetry is Huang Chao's poem.

After the flowers bloom, I will kill all the flowers, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor.

The word "Li Ruyu" is not the word "Li Ruyu".

Floating like a wandering cloud, as if a stunning dragon.

However, due to the injury of the left shoulder, every word is half worse than the copybook, but the whole line of poems is connected to the top, which is amazing.

He let out a long breath.

In this way, there is no need to worry about art.

Who is the scholar standing with his hands on the green mountain? He did not say his name, but only said that he had no strengths. There was only a mochi that was so beautiful. Among the historical books he had read, even in Daliang today, no famous people had a mochi.

Ink Pool…

There was lightning flashing through Li Ruyu's heart.

A voice suddenly sounded in my ears, "What are you thinking?"

But it was Shen Lian who was taken in by himself.

Li Ruyu looked sideways at Shen Lian, who was pressing his white hair on his waist with a spring knife embroidered with his waist, and was silent for a while, "I am thinking about the poem before Xu Xiaolan died."

A crane flew thousands of miles away, and cinnabar made the snow and clothes. Just because I returned late after returning for food, I accidentally entered Xizhi’s inkstone washing pond.

The inkstone pool and the ink pool seem to have the same meaning.

Xizhi, is it a person's name?

Xu Xiaolan is undoubtedly a strange man. So is Xizhi's inkstone pool in his poem the strange man's ink pool in his dream?

If Xizhi is a scholar with a hand in the green mountain in his dream, then Xu Xiaolan, a strange man, knows him, which means one thing: at least some strange man know others.

To infer further, it is very likely that ordinary people know great scholars, or later generations know predecessors.

The strange man Xu Xiaolan is obviously not an ordinary person.

However, his poems highly praised Xizhi's inkstone pool, which shows that this man named Xizhi is an existence even more than Xu Xiaolan.

Thinking of this, he asked Chen Lian softly, "Can I enter the Chunlou once?"

Since the first year of Yong'an and the establishment of the Beizhen Fushi, all the Yiren files were placed in the Chunlou. It can be said that that is the real "Daliang Sou Shenlu", and some clues may be found from it.

Chen Lian stared at Li Ruyu silently, "Are you thinking too well?"

Li Ruyu coughed and covered up his embarrassment, "Anyway, you don't really want to kill me now."

"That's what I want to use you."

"Why can't you just kill King Gan like Liu Xiangyang, kill Yiren Chen Wangshu, and even kill into Zongzheng Temple and then kill Chen Qi to ask the powerful people of Daliang?"

What Chen Lian wanted to ask is why lovers cannot finally get married.

Chen Lian stared at the words on the rice paper, and was silent for a while before saying, "There will be that day."

There will be that day.

I would personally carry the knife in front of the Empress, Zhao Li and the officials of Zongzheng Temple, ask them why they should deprive others of their happiness and freedom, and also tell the unfilial son, no matter who you are, your body and hair will be affected by your parents.

If you are unfilial but do not regret, I will send you back.

But it is extremely difficult to rely solely on one of the North Town Fushi Office.

So he put all his hope on Li Ruyu. Since Zhao Changyi favored him and the empress valued him, Jiang Zhaoyue said that he had some secrets, then he would definitely become a great villain in the future.

With the help of Li Ruyu, I will always wait for an opportunity.

Since Chen Lian, who was expelled from the Shen clan, lived in Li Ruyu's courtyard with confidence.

Li Ruyu sighed at Chen Lian, who had white hair all night, and there was some truth. Now he told him that he would not take his heart if he was buried by hatred. In the final analysis, Chen Zhiyin's sorrow was not forced to death, nor was it because the empress refused to save her, nor was it because Zhao Li took the blame, but because the world was in the world.

This is the world.

The face of the aristocratic family and the royal family jointly gave birth to this tragedy.

Zongzheng Temple sent the daughters of the former emperor who had no children to Guangning Temple. Chen Qi and other powerful families ignored family affection and valued rights. From their respective positions, Chen Zhiyin's existence was small, and the interests of the family and Zhaoshi were big.

Giving up the small and pursuing the big is the nature of human beings.

So the empress is right, Zongzhengsi is right, and Chen Qi is even more wrong.

The wrong thing is Chen Lian. When you meet the right person at the wrong time, the most wrong thing is the world - but the world cannot be changed, at least the world cannot be changed.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and there will be social stratification.

No matter at any time, the world created by social stratification will only satisfy some people, while more people at a disadvantage will inevitably be deprived of some of their interests.

This is a contradiction that cannot be eliminated, it will always exist, and it will be the same in any dynasty.

Li Ruyu sighed.

In the prosperous era, there is also a person who is pale and powerless in the world. Does the worldly harmony that Lao Tie once said exist?

One day in the future, what should I do when I and Xiaoxiao face the world?

The only strategy.

Have a status and ability that is superior to the world.

For example, the prince of the Yue family in Kaifeng, Yongzhen, even if he fell in love with a brothel girl and wanted to marry her home as a concubine, the scholars in Daliang would not dare to fart. Even if he fell in love with the empress, he would have the capital to compete for.

So, I have to work harder.

One day, I have the confidence to say no to Zhao Changyi, to the Xie family of Chen County, to the empress, and even to the entire Daliang world!

Li Ruyu looked up at the western sky. That person should be in a dream at this moment.

The same blue world, I am thinking of you.
Chapter completed!