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It's all gone.

The dark turbid current of death takes away life, leaving ugliness and cruelty behind. In those short ten days, everything she experienced was engraved in her heart like a brand.

However, it's all in the past.

The struggles, the struggles, the fights, the hatred, the blood, the people who possessed the demons for their lives, the relatives who did not hesitate to kill for a mouthful of food, and the bodies of the sisters who were kind and gentle, but in the end they grew cold in her arms......

There is no life between heaven and earth, the parched earth, the scorched rivers, the dead bodies lying on the side of the road, and the pungent smell fills the nose all the time.

It was like an endless stream of muddy water, an overwhelming and never-ending death......

It's all gone.

Mrs. Tai slowly opened her eyes, and there was no light in her cloudy eyes.

"That's it. She said lightly, twilight carving shadows on her face, and every line was extremely cold and hard, "It's good that Tian hasn't burned out, you've done a good job." ”

Qin Wang bowed and let out a sigh.

"Someone. Mrs. Tai called out, and then turned to Qin Wang: "You will stay in the mansion for one night, and I will order Steward Dong to arrange for you to meet your daughter Ah Li." ”

Qin Wang thanked him, and a maid wearing an agarwood brown cloth skirt walked in, holding a black lacquered wooden plate in both hands and a green cloth bag on it.

Mrs. Tai said to Qin Wang: "I will give you 100 gold here, and after you go back, you will do a ritual for Ah Tu and Ah Fu and his wife, and invite more monks to recite the scriptures, so that they can surpass them." The rest of the gold will buy some good tribute, make up for the lack of the shrine day, and then tell the shrine god to bless Zhuangzi with a good harvest in the coming year. ”

The death of one or two people is not a big deal, as long as the fields and food are safe.

Mrs. Tai's expression was as calm as an ancient well.

The Qin family can't go through that kind of famine again, and they can't withstand such a miserable fate again.

The lintel of the Qin family is rich and noble, above all else.

After listening to Mrs. Tai's instructions, Qin Wang hurriedly responded one by one, and respectfully put away the green cloth bag.

Mrs. Tai sat back tiredly, waved her hand, and the maid beside her said softly, "Zhuangtou, please come with me." ”

Qin Wang bowed to Mrs. Tai again, then got up and followed the maid out of the house, and after a while, his kicking and tapping footsteps gradually faded away.

Suddenly there was silence in the room, no one and no light.

Mrs. Tai sat alone in the growing twilight, her eyes closed, not knowing what she was thinking.

A gust of wind suddenly blew through the curtains, bringing a chill with it. Her sleeves were blown and swirled, and then a pair of warm, slightly rough hands pressed against the corners of her forehead.

Mrs. Tai turned her head to look at the person, then turned back and continued to close her eyes, feeling the force of the pressure of the hands, and said after a while: "I heard it." ”

Zhou Yu gently massaged her forehead and answered "yes".

Mrs. Tai was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Cheng family ......"

After only saying two words, she stopped, and there was no further answer.

However, Zhou Yu seemed to be able to understand, the movements in her hands paused slightly, and then massaged again, and said in a low voice: "It's just hearsay, it's serious, it's just three books." ”

Mrs. Tai snorted in her nose, but she didn't answer anymore.

The rain seemed to be a little heavy, the fluttering sound on the window lattice intensified, and the north wind lifted the corner of the cotton curtain, sending a little cold air.

"Yingchuan ......" Mrs. Tai suddenly opened her mouth again, and her voice was as soft as a whisper.

Still only two words.

Zhou Yu sighed.

Obviously, she still understood the meaning behind these two words.

Her sighing voice swirled around the room, like an endless wind, and after a while, she whispered to Mrs. Tai: "It's all over, madam, don't think about it anymore." ”

Mrs. Tai didn't speak, and after a long time, she sighed: "Yes, it's all over." ”

The infinitely melancholy tone, like emotion, was a little cold: "Yingchuan has long been occupied by Zhao State, no matter how much I think about it, it will be difficult to return to my homeland." We've been here in Qingzhou for decades, and I'm ...... old bones."

At this point she paused, and only let out a long sigh.

Zhou Yu looked sad, but did not answer.

The topic was too sad, and she didn't want to make Mrs. Tai sad.

Mrs. Tai also quieted down, as if she didn't want to touch the past anymore, however, the slight moistness in the corners of her eyes revealed her true emotions at the moment......

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Before Qin Wang left the next day, he was invited by Qin Su into the teahouse at the main entrance of the East Courtyard to speak. Half a day later, the content of their conversation entered Lin's ears without a word.

“…… It's all gossip, asking questions about the east and west, then Qin Zhuangtou is not too troublesome, and he also took the initiative to tell the situation of Zhuang Zhongshe Day. The old woman who was guarding the door of the ceremony bowed her waist, and the front hem of the green cloth skirt almost hung down on her knees, describing the situation of the conversation to the Lin family.

Lin looked at the celadon bowl in his hand, and his attitude was leisurely: "Speak carefully, what you asked, what you answered, tell me." ”

The old woman tried to recall, and said: "The girl first asked about the situation of the yard where she lived in the Grange, and Qin Zhuang replied that it was all burned down. asked where the couple were buried, and Qin Zhuangtou replied that they were buried in the back mountain. Then the girl asked what kind of plum tree was in the back mountain, and asked if the sparrow trap she had set was there, and Qin Zhuangtou replied that the plum tree was about to bud, but the trap was trampled on, and she didn't catch a single finch, only a handful of millet was left...... That's all I have to say. ”

Lin stared at the teacup with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

knew that she couldn't find anything from Qin Su, but for the sake of prudence, she still asked someone to stare at it secretly, for fear of missing the news about the three rare books.

Now it seems that she really thinks too highly of this outer room girl. A person from such a humble background, who has been in the Zhuangzi for five years, will understand the beauty of rare books? This question is all village dialect, and I really don't know what to say.

"Nothing else?" Lin was a little impatient, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

These rural village words are really redundant.

The old woman hurriedly bowed down a little and said respectfully, "That's it." Later, Qin Zhuangtou wanted to go to Mrs. Tai to say goodbye, so he left. At this point she seemed to remember something, and added: "Madame doesn't know, the girl made a big joke later." ”

As soon as he heard this, Lin's hand pinching his eyebrows was put down, and his face was a little interested, and he asked, "What kind of joke did you make?"

The old woman took a step forward and said flatteringly: "The head of Qin Zhuang has gone out, and the girl suddenly ran out again, stopped him loudly, and said something to ask him to stop by and thank Ah Sheng for saving his life or something." Madame didn't see it, the girl just spoke loudly like that, really like a native peasant lady. As she spoke, she laughed "hehe", and her face seemed to bloom.

A disdainful smile also appeared on Lin's face, looking at the tea cup in his hand, looking very happy.

It's just that this happy expression only lasted for half a breath, and her face suddenly changed, and she stood up with a "huo" sound.

Her movements were very large, the tea cup was not stable, and it shook a few times on the case, and the porcelain and the wooden case touched, making a crisp sound of "clang", and it stopped after a few sounds.