Xie Wei went back to Huaisha Temple alone.

Because of the previous harassment of the Qin army, there was no one living in the Huaisha Courtyard, so the servants and maids simply avoided other places.

A huge courtyard, only the tall shadow of the mountain magnolia remains, enveloping the quiet bamboo garden; The spring rain helps the grass grow the most, and there is no one to take care of it in the courtyard in this half month, and the wild grass grows more than anything else, and there is already more than one person tall.

Xie Wei looked at the empty courtyard in a daze, picked a flying canopy casually, pinched it in his hand and shook it unconsciously, and walked to the corner of the courtyard under the tree.

"Come down." Xie Wei looked up at the high canopy of trees and raised a hand.

"Goo."

A blue-gray dove descended from the tree, its thin claws clasping tightly into the small hand, making two bloody streaks.

Xie frowned slightly, lowered his head and bit a piece of weft on his sleeve, pulled out a trace of vermilion, and tied it to the leg of the carrier pigeon.

He raised his hand and sent the pigeon up to the sky, "Go." ”

Go find a scout nearby, and they will prepare to dismount and fetch her nearby.

I have never made this decision before, but I want to endure it again and find a good opportunity. Now it seems that there is no need, since the choice of the date is not as good as hitting the day, and the person is not as good as the sky, then, simply don't forget it.

She's leaving, no one, no matter what, don't even think about leaving her behind.

It's as simple as that.

Barberry stood not far away with his sword in his hand, watching the girl calmly summon the carrier pigeon, calmly deliver the message, and then calmly turn around and face herself.

"I'm leaving...... Xie Wei approached with his hands in his hands, covering his eyes and chuckling, "it's tonight." There is no way to stop it. ”

Barberry did not answer.

What could he answer?

This girl is going to "run away" again, but should I stop her this time? Stop her, and she will be sent to Qindi by those strategists.

Don't stop her. Could it be that he watched his wife slip away under his nose, or did he just let her go?

"Barberry." Xie Wu raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, he seemed to be a little tired, and his tired eyes fell in the distance, "Don't say anything about Linwu." ”

"Madam......" Barberry shook his head, "Linwu's matter is extremely dangerous. Why don't you hear about the mound? ”

解worry 敛 eyebrows, that handle sharp dagger (7) dǐng (7) diǎn (7) small (7) said, .¤.o↓s_(); Pinto in the palm of his hand, glowing with a faint cold light.

She watched quietly for a moment. diǎn diǎn head, "three days after the sorrow goes, barberry can speak of the ...... of the mound", there is nothing that cannot be said, but it cannot hinder her journey to Linwu. So I had to stagger a few days before I informed Jing Xuan.

There was a pause. As if she suddenly remembered something important, she raised her head, her eyes were bright, and she chuckled: "Worry, it's Zhao Zhaoyu's Ji Daughter Shaomin." [1]”

Min is a beautiful stone like jade; Quarter, line four; Shao, the youngest daughter of the clan at that time.

Decent way. This is her name, the name of the orphan girl of the Xie family.

Barberry's face was slightly gloomy. The ceremony of becoming a woman has also been done, and only then did she say her true name at this time, what is the point? Unless...... Stranded on the inscription?

She went to Linwu alone, didn't she plan to come back alive, right?

"If there is still life, worry will not return." Xie Wei pursed his lips and smiled, took out a roll of fine linen, wrapped the sharp dagger layer by layer, hid it in his sleeve, and folded it into the house alone.

She naturally knew that she would die for a lifetime, so she didn't even think about where she would go if she could fight for her life and leave Linwu.

There was no one living in the house for more than half a month, and the bookcase in the house fell with a thin layer of dust.

Xie Wu gently blew away a thin layer of dust on the case, took out the medicine bag he carried with him from his arms, checked it again, turned out a small wooden box, and uncovered it, which neatly placed a bundle of sun-dried grass stems, bound with vermilion silk satin, and the rich aroma rushed to the heart and spleen.

But this is not a medicinal herb, but yarrow for divination.

Xie sighed, lined up the fifty yarrow sticks on the table, raised his hand and put one aside to the side, and casually divided the remaining forty-nine into two piles.

The number of Dayan is fifty, and there are nine out of forty. When it is divided into two to like two, hanging one to like three, and when it is four to like four, it is strange to be like a leap. At the age of five, it is intercalated, so it is hung again. Heaven one, earth two; Heaven three, earth four; Heaven five, earth six; Heaven seven, earth eight; Heaven nine, earth ten.

The number of days is five, the number of places is five, and the five are in harmony with each other. The number of days is fifty out of twenty, the number of the earth is thirty, and the number of all heaven and earth is five out of fifty. This is why it becomes a change and the ghosts and gods are also.

The method of divination with yarrow is called "Zheng", the burning of tortoise shells is called "divination", and the rest is called "miscellaneous divination".

Legend has it that divination is easier to get a glimpse of heaven than miscellaneous. But how difficult to find the tortoise shell, as for divination with fifty stems of yarrow, divination has to calculate and analyze the hexagram, it is also a big project that can take several hours, not many people use it, and in later generations, it is almost lost.

relieved his worries and solemnity, a pair of hands quickly parted the messy yarrow, his lips were tightly pursed, and he trembled slightly.

She wants, asks fate, asks heaven, asks, asks about life and death.

She doesn't believe it, and if she lives again, it is still a dilemma that cannot be solved.

It shouldn't be like this, even if it's heaven, it shouldn't be so cruel to her.

…………

In the middle of the night, Barberry sat among the branches of the mountain magnolia with his sword in his hand, quietly watching the flickering lights in the house.

The firelight reflected the figure of a young girl, her thin shoulders tilted slightly, gently swaying from time to time, I don't know what she was still doing at such a late hour?

Jing Xuan has not appeared since the farewell of the slanted hall, and he should have gone to discuss with the strategists about sending the worries to Qin. Although Jing Xuan was reluctant to send her worries to Xianyang in her heart, and seemed to have the intention of conniving at her to escape, she couldn't leave a trace of work on this side.

Barberry found a comfortable posture, pillowed the long sword, lowered his eyes to look at the lonely figure of the girl in the room, and sighed softly.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, there was a slight sound on the wall, and a figure quickly climbed over the low wall, gestured to his hiding place, passed through the courtyard, and pushed the door into the house.

The whole process was only a breath, and there was no sound, and some were just the tips of the grass in the courtyard shaking twice in the moonlight.

Barberry looked at the figure that disappeared into the door and shook his head, after all, it still came.

Jing Xuan easily stabilized those strategists, entrusted Xiangfu Ling to continue to rub with them, and asked about them, only to know that Xie Wei returned to Huaisha Courtyard, and there was no one in the courtyard, and I don't know if she was used to living alone......

Pushing open the door, the lights in the room were bright, and the solemn face of the plain-clothed girl was reflected from behind, and several piles of yarrow were divided into the case.

This is...... What are you doing?

Xie raised his eyes in surprise, his hand trembled, and a stalk of yarrow in front of him was brushed away by the wide sleeves and fell to his knees.

The number of the Great Yan is fifty, and it uses nine out of forty, what a complicated and lengthy algorithm.

Once the mind is broken, there is no way to get it back.

Falling short.

Xie Wu suddenly looked at it, lowered his hand, picked up the yarrow that fell on his knee, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, stabilizing his mind.

This...... Is it providence?

Don't ask, don't ask.

Because, is it always difficult to ask about providence?

I see...... (To be continued.) )

ps: During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were generally four kinds of women's titles recorded in the annals. [Mother country name/husband's country name/husband's surname + husband's name/own name/ranking + surname, such as Xi Fei/Shengjiang/Qi Boji/Jing Ying/Song Zi/Zhao Zhuangji/Deng Man/Bao Xi, etc.], [Title, this is the same as later generations, Jiang's, Feng's], [Directly called the name + name, there are more historical records of the general Chu State, anyway, there is no such statement in the "Spring and Autumn Period", such as Qu Rong, Zheng Sleeve, Tian Hui], and there is another kind, which is [Empress Hui, Mrs. Wen, Uncle Xiao Tong], which is the queen of King Zhou Hui and the wife of King Wen of Chu, Uncle Xiao Tong's daughter.