Xie Jue looked at him, and the next moment he heard him say: "Yun Hao, this girl, her background is pitiful, in the past, I was in Kyoto, and the reputation of my teacher was weighed in the circle of noble girls, and I didn't dare to embarrass her more." But if I hadn't been there, it would have been much sadder to come to her, and I would have asked the adults to take care of her at that time. ”

"Born in the world, I don't know how many people are cheap, why does Mr. pity her alone?"

He did not ask this because he was of noble birth and did not know the sufferings of the world. It's because in his opinion, anyone who has the ability and skill will not fall to the point of being pitied. If you don't have that kind of ability or skill, you don't deserve to be pitied.

Twilight Guiliu raised her eyes and said, "She's lazy, clever, and not very motivated." But there are more diligent, honest, and thoughtful people in the world. I fancy her just for one thing, and that is that she has a lot of energy. ”

"The kind of energy that I want to do and must do it, I am happy when I see it. Adults have gone all the way, and they don't understand the sorrow of their lives, and most people seem to have accepted such sorrow by birth, sacrificing for their families, or sacrificing for their worldly fame and future. ”

Saying that, he smiled: "But Yun Hao didn't, she knew that she learned well from me, so Yun Huan could pay attention to her, but she was still willful, I talked about the art of war and strategy, she listened carefully, and if she didn't understand it, she had to study it carefully when she went home; ”

As he spoke, he remembered the scene when he first saw Yun Hao, the little girl was too thin compared to children of the same age, and the etiquette was also lacking, and the expression on her face was wooden, only a pair of eyes, which were too bright when looking at people.

It was those eyes that made him feel compassion.

"Speaking of which, when I took Cheng'er from the patriarch and raised him by my side, he also had such a momentum. Yun Hao and him are actually the same kind of people. ”

This was the second time Xie Jue had heard this name in the mouth of Dusk Guiliu, he lowered his eyes, and remembered that there was now the word "Cheng" in the name of the head of the Dusk family.

It's just that the concubine of the Yun family is also worthy of being compared with the young head of the young family who is called Langya Shuangbi with the Wang family's Yulang?

Realizing that he had said too much, Twilight Guiliu coughed lightly and said, "In short, when I leave Beijing, please take care of the clouds." ”

Xie Jue bowed his head.

......

Yun Hao returned to the courtyard and lay back on the bed, she closed her eyes and hugged the brocade quilt tightly, but she still felt that it was not enough.

It's too cold.

In my memory, there was no year as cold as the 22nd year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, the heavy snow fell endlessly, the capital was full of frost, and the mountains and rivers were white.

She rarely pushed open the door and went out of the yard to see the snow. Unexpectedly, halfway through, he heard a terrible scream.

She lightened her footsteps, and walked over to see the concubine who had been domineering in front of her a few days ago fainting to the ground, with blood and tears flowing down her face. In front of her, there stood a man dressed in white, with a cold complexion and a noble bearing, a thin and narrow long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, and the sword body with cold light reflected the bloody and tearful face of the concubine.

Then she heard the man say, "Since it is useless to have eyes, it will not affect you if you want to gouge them out." I heard that this is your prince's new favorite recently, in my opinion, compared to the four girls of the Yun family, it is far behind. ”

"At least Miss Yun Si won't be like this...... I want to get away with it and hit my own officer. In the past, I heard that the beauties in the palace were like clouds, but I saw them today, but the official felt that if they were all such beauties, you prince might have a brain disease. ”

The snow gradually stopped, and the troupe in the city also sang from "The wasteland is cold and the horse is hissing, and the clouds and mountains are returning" to "It is like a beautiful flower for him, like a year of water".

And she, she died on a morning when the spring water broke the ice.

In the year of his death, the spring color in Kyoto was no different from previous years, and it was still a good scene of willow smoke everywhere.

"Whose grave is this?"

In a trance, she heard someone ask this, but she tried to keep her eyes open, and she couldn't see the scene in front of her.

Then the distance gradually narrowed, and she saw a person dressed in white, with long hair tied with a snow-green ribbon, eyebrows like distant mountains, and deep eyes among the grasses all over the mountains.

When the servant standing beside him heard this, he hurriedly turned over and stepped forward to check, and after brushing away the wind and sand on the stele, the handwriting buried by the years gradually appeared, and he replied: "My lord, it is the tomb of the late Princess Duan. I just don't know why I'm standing here. ”

According to the rules of the Heavenly Family, the princess is buried in a fiefdom.

How did you stand here?

Yun Hao suddenly remembered what she had said to Pei Yan before: "My life is not a very fast life, and since I was born, I have rarely been able to make my own decisions." But I think there's at least one more thing that can be left to my heart. When I die, I want to be buried on the green hills outside the city, and there will be a river at the bottom of the mountain, and in the summer there will be children who grow up in the countryside picking lotuses and catching fish; there must be a road by the river, and at four o'clock of the year, fishermen, woodcutters, chariots, horses, and chariots will all pass by the road. ”

"I want to take a good look at this world. Ji'an, can you promise me?"

At that time, Pei Yan said, "Why wait after death? I can also take you to ride a horse and sing a long song all over the world." ”

Later, she didn't wait for Pei Yan to take her to travel through the mountains and rivers, but she waited for this cemetery.

The grave was overgrown with weeds, growing half a man tall, and the deep and shallow footprints stepped on the surroundings, looking very desolate.

"A poor man, too. The man got off his horse and told his servants to buy a jug of wine.

He plucked the weeds, brushed the dust off the tombstone with his wide sleeves that were not stained with dust, and then took the wine bought by the servant, poured it in front of the tomb, and said in a nostalgic and distant tone: "I was greedy for profit and Lu in my life, and the yellow sand behind me was a pinch of soil. When you were so glamorous in Kyoto, did you ever think about today?"

Yun Hao felt that this was really not something that people could say. She's so pitiful, he's still sneering?

Then she heard him say, "But it doesn't matter, people always have to die." The Holy Son and Divine Sun, the poor and the lowly surname, will die after all. He day I went to the Yin Si Yellow Spring, I just hope that you have been born, don't forget that you don't love people next time, it's not worth it. ”

Suddenly, Huang Zhongdalu's general voice sounded in his ears, the heavens and the earth collapsed, the spring mountain, the old tomb, the snow scene, and the lamentation of the beauties, all mixed together from far and near, and blurred, leaving only the man in white, he held the sword, he mocked, he poured wine, he sighed......

Xie Jue, Xie Jue.

Yun Hao sat up, tears draped over his face.

He took pity on her.

The people of this world used her, ridiculed her, deceived her, and murdered her, but that noble and cold minister took pity on her.

But Yun Hao couldn't figure out why Xie Jue met the teacher.

She suddenly felt uneasy in her heart, and when she saw the rain pouring outside the window, she still wiped the tears on her face and called the red sleeves in.

She was going to ask her husband what was going on.