Section 165 The wind rises and the wind sings
Seeing that the rain was decreasing, Shu E said goodbye to Miaoyuan. Miao Yuan wanted to get up to see her off, but was stopped by Shu'e.
Shu E smiled: "You have a good rest, and I will come to see you again in two days." ”
Miao Yuan nodded and said in a low voice: "I don't know why, for more than a year, I always feel physically tired, but I don't know what it's for." ”
Shu E smiled comfortingly, but thought in her heart that after Miao Yuan recovered her senses, she had forgotten even about her delirium. Under such a mental agitation, it is natural to feel physically tired. But in the long run, the mind will be lost, and it will always lead to serious symptoms.
"It's just a person's physique, with more maintenance, it will naturally get better." Shu E comforted gently, saw Miaoyuan's eyes showing sadness and reluctance, and said, "I'll come back in two days, you can give birth." ”
Miao Yuan nodded, and when Shu E walked to the door, suddenly Miao Yuan said again: "What are you here for today?" ”
Shu E turned around, looked deeply at Miao Yuan's eyes, raised three fingers of her right hand, and said seriously: "If I, Cao Shu'e, come here, and have a heart that is not conducive to Miao Yuan, I will be destroyed." ”
Miao Yuan was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Shu E to swear a special oath for this matter, and said anxiously: "You saved the spirit mirror, so I ...... It's a great blessing. You said there was no malice, and I would believe it. Why bother, swear like this? After speaking, Shu E's expression was gentle, and she smiled again, and said, "Then what are you here for today, you can always tell me, right?" ”
Shu E looked at Miaoyuan's smile, quiet and delicate, and both, like a flower blooming, and in this smile, it was even more innocent with a bit of naughtiness. Shu E smiled, thought about it for a while, and said tentatively: "I saw that it was raining, and I was worried that you would be afraid, so I came to see you." ”
Miao Yuan looked at Shu E without a moment, his expression became melancholy again, and after a long time, he said softly: "Sometimes it rains, I'm not afraid, sometimes I'm scared, it seems to ...... It seemed like he was going to die. ”
Shu E looked at her like this, but it was inconvenient to leave immediately, so she walked to Miao Yuan's side again and whispered a few words of comfort. Seeing that the sky was already dark, he raised his eyes and swept around Miao Yuan's room, and sure enough, there was not a single candle in the room. I felt a little sorry for her, and I was a little curious, so I asked slowly: "Don't you light the lights on weekdays and nights?" ”
Miao Yuan's mood seemed to be very stable at the moment, but when he heard the light and thought for a while, he still said a little scared: "I'm afraid...... I'm afraid of ......" after all, the word "fire" was not spoken.
Shu E sat silently with Miao Yuan for a while, and when she heard the sound of Miao Yan outside, she invited Miao Yuan to dinner. Shu E said goodbye to Miao Yuan, and the lights outside were extremely dim, and the candles were all covered with lanterns, and she felt sad in her heart. When I returned to Yong'an Hall, I didn't say anything all night.
The next day, Shu'e arrived at the Anqing Palace.
Quan Fu was waiting there with some baked and somewhat browned books. Seeing Shu E coming, he said with a smile: "The official family instructed that these damaged places were accidentally bad, and Madame still made up these books in the order of this book." There are many things in the book that are not clear, so it is good for Mrs. to look for it in Anqing Hall or to find it in Minghe Hall. It's just that, alas, these books were placed in the Chongwen Pavilion back then, and the books in the Chongwen Pavilion were the most comprehensively compiled. If the lady can't find it for a while, she will hand it over to the old slave, and then the ministers in the secret cabinet will examine it. ”
Shu E took the book, because it had been grilled, the paper had become brittle and hard, and burnt yellow, so she had to be doubly careful when reading it.
Shu E took a cursory look, these books are all poetry collections of Han, Wei, Jin, and Sui. I thought that it was not easy for these poems to be passed down to this day, especially in such a book compiled from detailed research, which condensed countless thoughts, blood and sweat in it. Shu E spread out the book and sorted it out little by little.
I don't know how much time has passed, Shu E finished copying Xiang Qi's Song of the Song and Liu Bang's Great Wind Song, copied Liu Che's Autumn Wind Song and the Song of the Gourd, looked at the burned book, the next one should be Liu Xijun's sad autumn song, but the edge of the book was burned, and many words were not clear, so she got up and went to the bookshelf to find it. When he looked up, he suddenly saw a person standing at the door, looking at him. I looked at it, but it wasn't who the emperor was?
Shu E hurriedly walked out from behind the bookcase and saluted the emperor. However, after greeting him, he couldn't help but say: "When did the emperor come, the slave didn't know anything about it." ”
The emperor walked over slowly, but his eyebrows frowned slightly, "Why did you forget your name again?" As he spoke, he walked to the bookcase, picked up Shu'e's copied poem, read it carefully, nodded, but did not speak.
Shu E smiled and said: "At the moment, Shu E is busy with official business, and there is nothing wrong with calling her 'slave'." Besides, the mother has always been strict in the rules, and the two grandmothers are very cautious, if they are called casually, regardless of dignity and inferiority, I am afraid it will not ......be good."
The emperor smiled and said: "The Queen Mother loves you very much, are you still afraid that she will punish you?" ”
Shu E thought to herself that the Queen Mother loved herself very much, however, this kind of love was day by day, making herself even more inexplicable. What I am afraid of is not only that the Queen Mother does not love her, but that I am afraid that such a pet has no reason, or that there is a deeper conspiracy hidden.
"The slave maid has a clumsy font, can the emperor still see it?" Shu E looked at the words written by the emperor to herself, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning, sometimes shaking her head, sometimes smiling, but in just a few pages, it was even more lively than watching a play. Shu E suddenly felt deeply uneasy in her heart, and at the same time, she felt unfathomable about the emperor's behavior, so she couldn't help asking.
"Your handwriting ......" The emperor didn't look at Shu E, but muttered at the pages, "It can be regarded as excellent." ”
Although Shu E couldn't believe it, and felt that the emperor was mostly casually comforting, but after hearing such praise, she couldn't help but have a smile on her face.
"It's just that you're writing, but you're too focused." The emperor looked at Shu E and said softly. With a carefree face, Shu E couldn't tell whether she was praising herself or saying that she was not. Shu E was just curious: "Shouldn't you focus on writing and copying books?" ”
The emperor smiled slightly, didn't answer Shu E's words, just beckoned Shu E to stand beside him, Shu E hesitated slightly, and walked over. The emperor spread the words copied by Shu E on the table, let Shu E take a look at it himself, and asked, "Can you see what you can?" ”
Shu E only glanced at it, and felt that her cheeks were hot. When I wrote it, I was so serious, and I thought it was very good at the time, and I was even slightly complacent. How can you put it together at this moment, it turns out to be like this!