This scar has been with him for many years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The wound has long healed, but every time I hear the thunder, I still feel a dull pain. I don't know if it's the wound hurting, or if there's something in my head that's hurting.

He couldn't even remember how the scar had been left behind.

All he knew was that it would never go away.

It was hidden in his hair, like a terrible secret.

Xue Huaijian pressed hard under his fingers and pressed twice. He forgot all about his life before the age of nine. For as long as he can remember, he has been an orphan, fatherless, motherless, familyless, and unknown.

If he hadn't met Jiao Xuan, he would have died a long time ago.

Xue Huaijian remembered that when he first met his father-in-law, he was already dying. It is not easy for a child who is less than ten years old, has no memory, has injuries on his body, and survives in the world.

Xue Huaijian put down his hand, exhaled softly, and fell back.

He leaned back in his chair.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could just catch a glimpse of the half-open window.

There are fine rains that are constantly being blown in by the wind, and they are gradually wetting the ground under the window. But the unique sultry heat of the summer night gradually dissipated because of this.

The thunder finally faded away.

Xue Huai's temples suddenly jumped for a long time, and then he regained his composure.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Jiao Xuan and said, "That night's thief, what did you judge?"

That night, he and Huo Linchun caught someone in Wanfu Lane, and after bringing it back to Zhenyi Division, they gave it to Jiao Xuan.

According to common sense, when a person arrives at the Zhenyi Division, the people below will judge the less important, and the most important ones need him to go out in person. That thief, because he had the audacity to steal into the National Teacher's Mansion, is important.

But Jiao Xuan came late at night and said that he would interrogate him personally.

Xue Huaijian did not intervene.

Jiao Xuan said: "The mouth is very strict. ”

Even if you chop your fingers one by one, you still refuse to explain, and whoever interrogates such a person will have the same result.

Jiao Xuan sighed and said with a little disappointment: "You suspect that the rumor is not true, but whether it is true or not, since there are so many people in this world who would rather die than want to get it, it is a treasure." ”

Jiao Xuanyan grabbed a handful of walnut meat and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

His cheeks bulged and deflated, as if he had been hungry for a long time.

Xue Huaijian folded his hands on his sleeves, frowned, and did not speak again.

......

The night grew darker.

In the Jingningbo Mansion in Wanfu Lane, there is no sound.

Only crape myrtle garden, which is still lit. The eldest girl Yicui dozed off and yawned, but she didn't dare to leave to sleep. At dinner, the five girls came over too slightly.

After eating, she stayed in the bedroom with Jiang.

This stay is a few hours.

Yi Cui originally thought that it wouldn't be long before the mother and daughter would just say something considerate, how long would it take, but she didn't expect that Taiwei hadn't left until midnight.

And the Jiang family has never come out.

So, no one told her whether the five girls would stay in Ziwei Garden tonight.

Yi Cui had the heart to go in and ask, but she didn't know what was being talked about inside, so she rushed in, in case she messed up the business, it wouldn't work. She had to wait outside the door, not daring to go away.

After all, Jiang himself is afraid that if he is careless, he will go crazy and hurt his daughter again.

Yi Cui had to pay attention to the movement inside and be vigilant at all times.

But a long time passed, and there was no unusual sound in it, only occasionally, a few conversations would be heard. The mother and daughter didn't know what they were talking about, and their voices were very low.

Yi Cui listened with bated breath, but couldn't hear anything.

The thunderstorms on summer nights have gradually stopped.

After the noise in the ears became slight, the mother and daughter in the bedroom reacted, it turned out that the hour was so late.

Two people, standing in front of the desk, one in front of the other, stood face to face across a long case.

On the long case, there is a piece of paper.

Taiwei was holding a pen in her hand.

A large drop of ink condensed on the nib.

She lowered her head, squinted slightly, and stared at the ink writing on the paper for a moment. Each of the words on it was written by herself, but I don't know why, there is always a sense of strangeness when I look at it like this.

Is it because what is written above is too weird and bizarre?

Taiwei bit her lower lip lightly, and raised her eyes to look at the mother opposite: "Mother, come and see." ”

Jiang Shi was stunned when he heard this, said hello, and raised his feet to the back of the long case.

Mother and daughter stood shoulder to shoulder.

The two are already about the same size.

It is only too slightly shouldered, and it is slightly shorter than the mother's.

Jiang lowered his eyes and looked at the paper.

It was densely packed with words.

As soon as Taiwei entered the door before, she asked Yi Cui to prepare the four treasures of the study, and Jiang thought that she was going to accompany her to copy the scriptures, but she didn't expect that what she wanted to write had nothing to do with the scriptures.

This piece of paper boss, after being flattened, occupies almost the entire table.

I polished the ink too slightly, carried the pen, and wrote while asking, and I don't know how long it took to finally write like this.

Jiang Shi looked down at the sentence under the paperweight, and his palms were a little cold.

She heard Taiwei whispering in her ear: "Mother, the doctor says you are crazy, and the world says you are crazy, but you actually know it in your own heart, whether you are crazy or not, you know better than anyone else." ”

"Naturally, you thought you were crazy, but I didn't think you were crazy after listening to you last night. The tiny white hand was fixed somewhere on the paper, "This is what you saw in your dream." ”

With that, she raised her hand and dropped her finger on another.

There was still a dense ink on it.

"It's the reality. ”

Jiang Shi looked up at her a little dazed: "So?"

Tai Wei's eyes moved slightly, withdrew his hand, and laughed: "So you take a closer look, what is going on." ”

She wrote down all the things her mother said, and then wrote down all the things after the founding of the Jokhang country.

Two stories, two paths, two very different choices.

Taiwei looked at the two lines of words he had written on the paper.

The beginning is the same.

King Xia led his troops over Kasawa and caught Xiangguo off guard.

But after that, it's completely different.

On the left is King Xia's accession to the throne, changing the country of Dazhao, and cleaning up the court, her father refused to defect, would rather die than yield, and was beheaded in the Taihe Palace.

On the right is after King Xia ascended the throne, her father surrendered early, bowed his head and became a minister, and has been honored and favored ever since.

After that, everything became more and more different.

Taiwei held up the paper on the desk and handed it to her mother: "Everything has cause and effect, and if a thought changes, maybe the whole world will change." ”

Jiang Shi looked at what was written on the paper in a daze, and slowly widened his eyes.

Yes, indeed.

Her dreams and reality.

What was bad at the beginning was just one of Qi Yuanzhang's choices.

In her dream, Qi Yuanzhang died because he refused to defect, but in reality, Qi Yuanzhang became a courtier......