The crane's cry that resounded through the wind and snow spread across both sides of the Luoshui River.
The crowd stood up one after another, and there were voices everywhere. Some stood on tiptoe, trying to see the movement on the distant bridge more clearly, and some simply climbed onto the slanted branches of the pagoda tree by the river. The trees were already a little brittle, so they couldn't hold so many people. There was only a clicking sound, and more than a dozen pagoda trees broke, and at least dozens of people fell into the cold river. Fortunately, there are many Li Palace priests and Zhou Jun on duty today, and there are also boats in the downstream. It didn't take long for those people to be rescued from the river. Their lives were safe, but they were shocked by the biting cold water. Thinking about getting sick is inevitable.
The battle on the Naihe Bridge hadn't started yet, and no one had even seen Xu Yourong's figure, so the scene was already chaotic. One could imagine how much people were looking forward to this battle.
The big boat was a little closer to the Naihe Bridge, and the dignitaries on board had already seen the figure under the Fengxue Bridge, they made a slight commotion, and then fell silent.
At this moment, Tang Sanshiliu and Zhexiu boarded the boat from nowhere, joined Su Moyu, and began to look for a suitable place to watch the battle. The captain of the boat is the big shots and elders, no matter how arrogant he is, it's not suitable for him to cause trouble at this time. Looking around, he suddenly beamed with joy, took the two of them, and squeezed to Mo Yu's side. Mo Yu glanced at him and said nothing.
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the Naihe Bridge in the distance, and said, "Is this how the fight really started?"
Mo Yu looked at the boy on the bridge and the girl under the bridge, but didn't speak, with complicated emotions.
This battle is a contest between the young leaders of the northern and southern factions of the state religion, and it is also a struggle between the old and the new factions of the state religion. More importantly, this battle represented the will confrontation between the Holy Empress and His Majesty the Pope.
Chen Changsheng watched the flowing water on the bridge and the process of snow falling on the water and then disappearing. The tension and anxiety in his heart gradually disappeared like those snowflakes.
He felt something, and turned to look towards Feng Xue.
This is a simple movement, not heavy, but very slow, because this turn has been used for many years.
Through the wind and snow, he saw the girl under the bridge.
This was the first time he saw Xu Yourong, his former fiancée, the owner of those letters and the bamboo dragonfly.
Just like what he had thought on the bridge earlier, his life was changed because of this girl in a sense.
Too many things happened because of her, but this was their first meeting.
Before meeting, he had heard too many things about her and praised her, but he still wondered what she looked like, whether she had curly black and beautiful long hair, whether she was really so beautiful... At this time, he didn't see her face, didn't see her black hair, but found that she standing in the snow under the bridge was exactly the same as his imagination.
She was wearing a white dress, no umbrella, and a veiled hat, with the gauze hanging down from the brim of the hat, covering her face.
He can only vaguely see some, not clear, but it should be beautiful.
Invisible, but also beautiful, because it is an indescribable beauty.
Yes, even though the veil covered her face, just standing there quietly made people feel beautiful.
She stood in the wind and snow, as if she might go away with the wind and snow without a trace at any time.
She didn't belong to this world in the first place, so she should be alone on a lonely cliff.
Seeing this girl in the wind and snow, Chen Changsheng finally understood why both Xu Shiji and Tang Sanshiliu thought that they would change their minds when they saw her, and why Tang Sanshiliu said that many people would have missed their lives if they saw her. , Why do you say that she is speechless.
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The veil on Xu Yourong's face was blown by the wind and snow, it was a nod of respect.
Chen Changsheng nodded in return, thinking about what he should say at this moment, but the next moment, he found that he was thinking too much the other day and this moment.
The girl in the snow obviously didn't mean to speak, but just stood there quietly.
There was silence on both sides of the Luo River.
Only the sound of the river gently passing the big boat.
You can even hear the sound of snow falling.
Everyone, like Chen Changsheng, felt that he should say something at this time, and people wanted to hear what he and Xu Yourong would say before the battle.
This Battle of Naihe Bridge may mean a lot to the imperial court and the dignitaries in the Li Palace, and the people in Kyoto know it very well, but they don't care too much about it—who can inherit the throne of the Holy Empress, and who will be the next one? A generation of Popes really has nothing to do with the lives of ordinary people. When the Baicao Garden Change happened, and after the massacre at the Orthodox Academy, Kyoto was still the same.
People are more concerned about the grievances and hatred between the two sides in this battle.
There is a marriage contract between Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, or as the rumors say, that marriage contract has been forcibly dissolved by His Majesty the Pope, but none of this can change their relationship.
They were an unmarried couple, and they were supposed to be a couple.
This is a bit embarrassing. Last autumn, people in Kyoto besieged the National Education Academy because of this marriage contract, scolded Chen Changsheng like a dog, and even invented a special proverb. However, after only one year, people in Kyoto changed their attitude. They I hope to see this marriage succeed. Because from their point of view, Chen Changsheng was already worthy of Xu Yourong, and he was from Zhou——Xu Yourong married Qiu Shan Jun, so he might as well marry him.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong didn't know what the people on both sides of the Luo River were thinking and waiting for, and they probably wouldn't care.
They just looked at each other peacefully through the wind and snow, without speaking.
There was no speaking for a long time.
Until the end, neither he nor she spoke.
The silence of Naihe Bridge was not broken in the end, but was awakened by a movement.
Xu Yourong reached out and grabbed the sword.
The sword she used was of course not an ordinary sword, but a famous sword.
After hundreds of years, the Zhai Sword of Shengnvfeng has finally returned to the hands of the contemporary Shengnv.
Her hand holding the hilt of the sword was very white, three points better than snow.
Chen Changsheng didn't pay attention to this, he just looked into her eyes, but found that he couldn't make contact with her eyes no matter what.
The veils from which the valance hung seemed odd.
Xu Yourong pulled the fasting sword out of its sheath.
A sword chant rose from the Naihe Bridge and floated towards the upstream and downstream of Luoshui.
Ripples appeared on the calm water surface, and then the water waves turned into waves, slapping the bow and both sides of the ship non-stop, making loud noises.
At the same time, countless waves arose in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness.