The roses were still there, shining with golden light, but the blood-stained memories instantly came back.

That past is my lingering pain, and I believe that for Yinzhen, too. But he kept the hairpin, gave it back to me, and tied it in my hair with his own hands.

Before I left Beijing, I cut off my long hair that I had grown for 20 years.

For modern people, those ancient beautiful feelings, about the wonderful feelings of women's long hair for the king, we don't understand, but when the men of the same era do not agree with this matter and hope that the women around them can become stronger and stronger, we don't have to deliberately cut and keep for whom.

Growing up in the 21st century, my perception of hair has always been a decoration for women to dress up, and there are a variety of wig styles to choose from for us to dress up.

However, the moment I cut off my hair before I left Beijing, I still faced the fact that I had finally become a legendary ancient.

My love is going to go away, and I must always leave a thought for myself or him. And, I want to start over, both for me and for him. From now on, he will face the real me, and the real love will be the king.

When he curled my hair in the wind, my body froze, but my heart melted instantly.

Such a man, who had done such a romantic thing in the past twenty years, actually curled his hair for me in front of everyone on the ship on the occasion of separation.

He never mentioned my short hair after the reunion, but he frowned every time he habitually rubbed it with his hands. I don't know if he ever saw the hair I left under his pillow, but would he understand what I left behind?

I think he understands, just as I understand what he means. It's just, I'm not sure.

In addition to this hairpin, there is another thing that I carefully treasure, except for once on the day of the ship, but I dare not take it out.

Fourteen, do you know what was sent for your fourth brother that day?

Under the moonlight, the white jade Ruyi in his hand was even clearer, and he was so small and delicate that he just held it in his palm. The first part of Ruyi is like a cloud, but it is a cluster of blooming roses, and the vines climb until the end, interspersed with a few small half-flowering buds. The first, middle and last three places are inlaid with several rubies of different sizes and shapes, such as bright red petals with crystal dew, and they are delicate under the moonlight.

Yinzhen, what do you want to do? Is this what you want to give me? Or, your fourteenth brother misunderstood?

Ruyi - Huang Ama will reward the princes and ministers when he is happy, and all local officials will send them to the palace in bundles on the birthday festival of Huang Ama to the queen, and Huang Ama will give it to the woman she chooses...... What about you?

Hiding the hairpin and Ruyi together, I lay on my back on the bed where his faint sandalwood fragrance still remained, looking at the bright moon outside the small window.

After this farewell, I don't know what year he will see each other, and it is not bad to have Honghui and these two things by my side. It's just that the young son who left his mother's arms shortly after birth, I don't know what Kangxi's plans are, and I don't know if he knows who I am when he meets one day.

The days, just as I missed and missed and missed, blatantly slipped away.

The 51st year of Kangxi has finally come, and at this time, we have been away from the capital for nearly a year.

And I'm finally stepping on the land I've always wanted to trample.

Honghui stood beside me and looked at the passers-by on the street, and asked in a low voice, "E-niang, is here...... It's Japan?"

"That's right!" I whispered to the little passer-by who was glancing sideways at us as his gaze swept past him, touching my chin and whispering to him, "Japan, it seems that it used to be called Wakoku, and there are Fuso or Toei. This is Nagasaki, Japan, and this is the only port in Japan that allows foreign ships to dock. ”

Honghui was still looking at it carefully, and it took a long time to lean into my ear and ask carefully: "E-niang, ...... they Is it really Wu Dalang's descendant?"

Burst...... Before I could laugh, a muffled laugh came from behind me, and after humming for a long time, it finally turned into an irrepressible wild laugh, causing passers-by to look sideways at the little woman who was smiling unreservedly.

Xiaoyan was still leaning on Yinxiang and was happy, Yinxiang shook his head and glanced at me disapprovingly, before patting Honghui's shoulder and saying seriously: "Don't listen to your mother, that's teasing you." ”

"But...... They are really short. Honghui looked at Yinxiang in embarrassment, his face was a little embarrassed, but his eyes were very serious.

I covered my mouth and lowered my head to smile, thinking that Honghui was the most obedient to him except that he looked almost exactly the same as Yinzhen.

In fact, those passers-by are not very short, and the man is about 1.6 meters. It's just 15-year-old Honghui, who is crazy about growing tall, and at this time he has reached Yinxiang's ears, and it is estimated that he is also one meter seven, measured by his height, those passers-by are indeed a little shorter.

Yinxiang took Honghui to continue walking, Xiaoyan took my hand and shook as he walked, "I obeyed U, and I don't want to ruin my son, so I'm not afraid that he will go back and tell the fourth master." ”

"He's got his mouth shut. Glancing at Xiaoyan, she took out the hand she was holding, just wrapped her arm, and saw Honghui in front of her turn around and smile at me, "Eniang, look, it's really our words." ”

Looking in the direction of his finger, a plaque prominently reads three Chinese characters: Karachicho.

It's really ...... I have always respected history, but I have also insisted that history cannot be trusted, especially foreign history. It turns out that as early as the Kangxi period, there were really Chinese who came to Japan to do business, and there really was such a Chinatown similar to San Francisco.

It's just that Honghui's reaction was a little unexpected to me, it is said that he is an orthodox Manchurian, but those three big characters are clearly Chinese characters, and in his eyes they have become his own words. It seems that after the Manchus entered the customs, they tried their best to sinicize.,It's really effective.,Except for the difference in status.,It's basically no distinction between Manchu and Han.。

There is no big difference between arriving in Karatocho and being in the capital or Jiangnan, but the taste of Japan is still strong, and most of the merchants living here are from Jiangsu, Zhejiang or Fujian, and they are full of homesickness when they speak, and we are a little flattered by their enthusiasm.

We gave them the tea we brought with the ship, and we got boxes of tortoiseshell, lacquerware, and sake, Yinxiang, Honghui, and Su Changqing, plus Xiaohe, Yi'an, and the five men couldn't carry it, so we tossed two back and forth and called a few crew members, and finally moved everything back to the ship.

A Zhejiang businessman surnamed Lu heard that we were from the capital, and went to his hometown of Hangzhou along the road, beckoned us to chat in his store for an hour, and praised Yinxiang and Honghui for their extraordinary spirit.

Boss Lu smiled and held the words, and beckoned the guy to give us two boxes of sake, saying that he would frame it and hang it in the store to solicit business, and ensure that those Japanese who love calligraphy will have red eyes when they see it.

Out of the store, I shook the bottle of sake in my hand and looked at Yinxiang Zhile, pushing Xiaoyan and teasing, "You just live here, not only the best handwriting, it is estimated that it is still the tallest in the city, maybe one day they will serve you as the king, and then they will not be the descendants of Wu Dalang." sacrificed the two of you, happy tens of millions of people, and that humiliating eight-year history of blood and tears can be rewritten from now on. ”

After speaking, I came to Yinxiang's side again and said with a smile: "With your loyalty to our party, you will definitely be a strip of water, and the two countries will always establish friendly diplomatic relations, haha......"

Yin Xiangli ignored me, took Xiaoyan and left, shaking his head and whispering resentment, "The older you get, the less serious you are, I'm really not afraid of bringing Honghui badly, I don't know how the fourth brother can rest assured that he will hand over his son to you." ”

Honghui didn't care, and whispered beside me, "Eniang, how these Japanese people eat and use their living habits are similar to ours, and the tea ceremony and calligraphy are even more similar." ”

"That's because as early as the Tang Dynasty, they sent a man named Abe Zhongmaru to study with us, and they brought it back, and after years of improvement, it became what it is now. Don't you see, their Taidao is our Tang Dao, and so is Go. However, they are very honest, and they will admit it when they learn it, and they will say that China is the homeland of the Japanese tea ceremony, and it is not as shameless as sticks. ”

Honghui stopped and raised his eyebrows to look at me, "Stick?

"It's not something. I replied loudly, and Yinxiang and Xiaoyan had already looked back at us and laughed like me.

Turning to the north and raising my hand to point remotely, I looked at Honghui and explained, "Over there, just across the sea, it's a stick, a Goryeo stick." Now, it's called North Korea, and it used to be called Silla. ”

"They're ...... Is it shameless?" Honghui paused and said the word shameless, his face turned a little red. I guess a royal heir like him is so young that he probably thinks this kind of word is a very vicious word.

"Yes, very shameless. They say that they invented Chinese characters, Chinese medicine, and even the Dragon Boat Festival. It is also said that Confucius is also a stick, and Xi Shi is also a stick. One more thing, don't be angry when you hear it, they say...... The Manchurians are their descendants. Because your surname Aisin Kyoro is Silla without the words Ai and Jue, so Aisin Kyoro means not to forget Silla or to love Silla. But we all know that Aixin Jueluo is a Manchu word, which means gold. They also used this to say that Kim was the surname of their country, and therefore the Manchus were a branch of the Korean ethnic group. Do you think they're ridiculous and shameless?"

Honghui listened stunned, his mouth slightly turned to the north, and after a long time, he nodded and muttered, "Indeed...... Shameless. ”

I patted him on the shoulder, took his arm and walked to Yinxiang, who was looking at us and smiling, Honghui suddenly looked at us and asked seriously: "Since they invented everything, what did we invent?"

I rolled my eyes to look at Yinxiang and Xiaoyan, who were smiling, and the three of them replied in unison: "We invented the stick." ”

Watching Honghui change from incomprehensible to smiling, I leaned on his shoulder and laughed for a while, before panting and pretending to sigh, "I have to admit that this is the most failed invention in our history." ”