It looks very majestic, at least from the appearance, it does not exist even the slightest place that can make people praise its softness, the style of the building reflects a unique majestic and atmospheric northern architecture, not delicate, not charming, not to reflect the hostess's water-like tenderness.
The four tall and sturdy black pillars of the building hold it high, lift it off the ground, and put it on the four corners, and the long cyan curtain swayed with the scenery and shadows, and in the daytime, under the scorching sunlight outside the plug, it wonderfully reflected a faint cyan color.
This building has no name, it shouldn't have a name, it's just a house built by a dusty woman playing with one son after another for her empty and guilty heart, but the local people of good deeds gave this beautiful building a name, just call it Qinglou, which means a green building, a building paved with blue bricks and tiles, and a building surrounded by blue curtains.
It has its own unique style, at this time Pang Liang is quietly admiring, he and a group of people stand under the green tile eaves and look at this building, no words or life, not even in his already moist eyes can not find a complete tear.
He knew that he had been deceived, he was not deceived by superficial rhetoric, nor by the pure and empty womanhood, he was deceived by a man's infatuation and commitment to a woman, and his deep love for Ci'er turned into this tall building, and let the person he had been thinking about for a long time live in it, at this time he felt that this was very good, but this kind of goodness was obviously poignant and mournful.
My too affectionate and dedicated heart has built such a landmark building of ten miles and eight streets, so let it be here, let people come to see it, it is better to adapt this story a little, put a few yellow-haired boys out of the legend, and shape the male protagonist into a hero of the end of the road who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and tell this story into a tactful and poignant love story, let it circulate in the community, this may be the best result.
Xi'er lived in this noble and slightly poignant building, known as the green building, she lived a life of fine clothes and food, and her smile gradually increased, her smile was not as far-fetched as in the past, her smile was more of a bold and sincere and cheerful laugh.
She also cries from time to time, and the things she cries may only be understood by her own ears, Ren Yu and the bustard's mother have gotten what they want from her, and they have already demanded too much, including flesh and money, and their accounts have been paid off, perhaps long ago.
Her still noble face has not aged, but her eyes seem to have become brighter, it should be said that they are brighter than ever before, and her majestic and affectionate eyes have been able to distinguish more of the original colors of this world with ease, restoring the truth of human nature and the beauty and ugliness of good and evil.
At night, even when it was snowing heavily and the cold wind was howling, she would slowly climb up to the high terrace, and sit there alone for a long time, blowing the cold wind and drinking spirits, and watching the lights in the distance gradually thinning out with her moist and blurred eyes.
Where is she looking at the lights, she is looking at the envoy's mansion on the other side of the city!
Yes!
She has never forgotten the little general, the man named Ma Yuanye, the man who once lived and died together and then completely betrayed her.
When she poured another glass of liquor into the fiery heart, she was drunk, and she fell on top of her stomach with her hand, letting the cold wind sweep through her long hair.
"Sister, sister!"
Xiao Zhuo touched Xi'er's shirt and whispered in her ear.
She glanced at Xiao Zhuo with moist eyes, immediately turned her face to the side, and then turned to him and smiled faintly.
"It's too windy here, let's go back."
Xiao Zhuo said.
"Tomorrow is Pan Heng's enthronement ceremony, tonight's curfew, people in the window can't look out, and no one can be on this high terrace, it's the notice that says, sister, let's go down!"
"Tomorrow is a big day, what a big day!"
Xi'er looked at the lights in the distance, let out a shallow smirk, and said slowly.
"Let's go!"
Xiao Zhuo gently pulled the small hand on Xi'er's sleeve, and said in an almost manly mature tone, at this time he was more like a big brother trying to persuade his wayward little sister who was not sensible enough.
Three earth-shattering gongs exploded along the narrow streets, and the sleeping people were completely awakened by the harsh but expected sound, only earlier and louder than they had imagined.
At this time, before dawn, they hurriedly got up, changed into bright clothes, and after dressing up, they crowded downstairs in groups and stood on both sides of the street, while the women of the family held bamboo baskets and put the cooked food in front of their men or in a conspicuous position at the head of the door.
Xi'er and Xiao Zhuo and the men and women in this building were no exception, they were all dressed in new clothes, carrying a few wide-mouthed bamboo baskets full of neat meat, and crowded in front of their houses.
"Look, it's coming!"
I don't know which man's cheerful scream caused a commotion in the crowd, they looked in the direction of the man who should be the most eyed man in the crowd, a few red robes and black armor have been turned down the far street, the heavy horseshoe smashed on the bluestone slab flashed sparks, people felt the tremor of the earth and the strong air flow rushing in, they all looked nervous, and avoided back.
Their black armor was very dazzling in the faint morning light, and the long crimson cloak behind them was blown up by the wind, like a few black-red electric lights and fires galloping along the crowd, cold and majestic, without the slightest delay.
Before he could do so, more than a dozen black fat riders rushed over, and the momentum was even more fierce.
They seemed to be dressed the same as the previous horses, but each of them had an extra crimson flag in their hands, and the color of the flag was very bright, and they could vaguely notice the characters such as Wu Sheng, Pan, and Shuo Fang Wang on it, as well as many fierce bird and beast graphics.
More people were attracted by the deep and resolute gaze wrapped in black armor, they glared ahead, and from time to time with the crowd on both sides of the eye docking, when people have a brief contact with that look will regret to find, the angry eyes are a pair of eagle eyes are not allowed you to see more, that irresistible force and aura will be soul-stunning, so that the hair on your whole body stands upside down, people feel the strong sense of deterrence and coercion, have stopped the original laughing expression on their faces, Instead, he disguised himself with a look of submissiveness and fear, hoping that those eyes would leave soon.
"Bend your knees and gaze!"
They slowed their horses, staggered from side to side in the most crowded streets, shouted roughly, and then grabbed their horses' bells between their legs, slammed their whips high, and galloped forward like the wind.
The deep and sonorous command and the sound of the horse's hooves slamming on the ground echoed throughout the street, and when the sound reached the ears, people's legs had subconsciously bent naturally, and the crowd lowered their heads and knelt down without hesitation, and the atmosphere fell silent in an instant.
They seemed to carry out the order as the knights intended, and they were brought into this tense, flustered, and uneasy atmosphere, or rather the inoffensive majesty of the king.