Chapter 4 Qingping Le has no good intentions when it comes to plum blossoms
"Yes, yes, yes, there will be no inferior quality in what my family scholar spirit has given me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Nafoshua said slowly. After that, he whispered again, "I also sent a porcelain pillow last time, and within a few days, it was broken." ”
After Ping Shuling heard it, he said "um", and Na Fuxiu didn't say anything more, if he continued, I'm afraid that Ping Shuling's eyes would kill Na Fuxiu!
Su Zijin looked at Ping Shuling's sharp eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Shuling! You're still so naughty, let's not tease Fuxiu, Fuxiu is about to enter the palace, in the future! The three of us really don't have many opportunities to meet! ”
As soon as Nafoxiu said this, Ping Shuling was silent, and sat on the chair in a daze, looking out the window at the wind and rain like Nafoxiu. Ping Shuling didn't seem to be looking out of the window, and it seemed to be looking out of the window, Ping Shuling seemed to be thinking about something, and it didn't seem to be thinking about things, just like a child who was tired, sitting on a chair to rest, and when he had rested enough, he came back to his spirits.
"Shuling, do you think the rain outside the window is beautiful?" Nafoxiu suddenly said to Pingshu.
"Beautiful! Like pearls, it rains as if pearls are falling. ”
"Shuling, I don't think this rain is good. Because after they have gone down, they have disappeared, and they have disappeared without a trace, and you want to look for them, but you can't find them. ”
"Fuxiu, though after the rain has passed, it has disappeared without a trace. At least they nourish everything in the world, and after a heavy rain, everything is alive. Just one point is enough to prove that they are beautiful. Even if they disappear, I just hope that everyone will miss it and remember it, because it brings sweet rain to people and nourishes all things in the world. ”
"But doesn't the rain also bring flooding to people?" Su Zijin suddenly said this.
However, everything in this world is two-sided, and perhaps people only see the bad side of it, but they don't see the good side of it. Everything must be reversed, everyone should know this truth! If you are too happy, you will be happy and sad. This is how it is with all men, how much more of this rain? ”
Su Zijin seemed to understand something, so he praised on the side, "Shuling is worthy of being born in a famous family, and his words are so intriguing." ”
"Zijin has won the award, and the book spirit is just an axe from the class! He is not a literati. ”
At this time, Nafoxiu was still thinking about what Ping Shuling meant by the sentence that things must be reversed, and she was a little dazed! She didn't know how she could be at a loss! She didn't know that she was good at entering the palace this time? Or is it bad?
She wants to verify, wants to verify that she has entered the palace? Or is it bad? But this will cost her life, but she would rather go, she will not regret it, she doesn't want to escape, because escape is no longer meaningful to her. Born in such a big family, how many women will be happy? How many women have lost their lives for the honor of their families? How many women have sacrificed their lives for the sake of their families? There are countless such examples, as if a woman's natural destiny is to be sacrificed for others.
Nafhuw didn't want that, so she wanted to try to change and try what a man should do. She has studied gold and stone antiques, studied the Four Books and Five Classics, and is familiar with historical records. But these are nothing worth remembering for her now. Now she just wants to sacrifice her life's happiness for the honor of the Na family.
"Fuxiu, Fuxiu, what are you thinking? Tears flowed out of my eyes. As he spoke, Ping Shuling walked into Nafuxiu, took out his handkerchief, and wiped his tears from Nafuxiu.
After wiping away his tears, Na Fuxiu smiled and said, "Let Zijin and Shuling worry, Fuxiu is really sorry." ”
Looking at Nafoxiu's sad appearance, it also made Su Zijin and Heping Shuling also look sad. They tried to persuade Nafosius, but they were afraid of upsetting him again, so they sat down and watched him.
The sky was getting darker, and the hour was not early, so Ping Shuling and Su Zijin said goodbye, and left Nafu one by one and went back to their respective mansions.
"It's getting dark, why don't you go to bed with the slave maid serving the young lady!" Jian Xi whispered to Nafuxiu.
"Jian Xi, no need, you go and do your own business! I'll sit for a while! As he spoke, Nafuxiu waved his hand and motioned for Jian Xi to go down.
"Miss, the lord and the second lady will let you go to the Qilin Pavilion tomorrow, I heard that the lord and the second lady have something to explain to the young lady, saying what is the matter of entering the palace." As soon as the words fell, Jian Xi quietly left.
After Jian Xi left, Nafoxiu's room was even more deserted, the flames on the candlestick were beating slowly, the rain outside the room was still dripping, and from time to time there was a dog barking that pierced the night.
At this time, Na Fuxiu thought of a poem by Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty, "Night Rain Sends North", "The gentleman asks that the return date is not due, and the night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pool, why should he cut the candles in the west window, but when he talks about the night rain in Bashan." "Qingyan's beautiful hairpin flower is written on the plain white rice paper, reflecting the bright candlelight, Nafuxiu is drying the sandalwood ink on the paper, and the fragrance of sandalwood is exuded between the beautiful handwriting.
The artistic conception in the poem is very similar to Nafossius's current situation, but the poet still has a hope, while Nafosius does not even have a hope. Perhaps, Nafuxiu has hope, that is, the original owner of the plain white handkerchief ten years ago, maybe, this is really Nafuxiu's hope, the only hope.
Unfortunately, this hope is always hope, and I am afraid that it will not be realized.