Since he came out of the Tibetan Academy that day, Yingzheng has fallen into a faint sadness.

He knew that there had always been a little man living in his heart, his small, skinny, guarding the gate of the courtyard, waiting for his mother to return. However, when the sun went down, she just wouldn't come back. It was too dark in the house for him to dare to go in, so he had to crouch at the door, like a dog, and watch his master call it back. However, all the dogs on the other side of the street have returned, but the mother has not returned, and in the sky, stars have come out one after another. At this time, he was so frightened that he wanted to cry. He hoped that in front of him there would be a woman in front of him, beautiful and healthy, carrying a lamp and food, and walking up to him and saying to him, "Let's go, go home and eat."

After looking forward to it for so many years, this woman didn't appear!

His women, when they saw him, laughed and wanted to eat with him. However, that is not what the little man in his heart wants, they welcome him, they are afraid of him, and they like him, but none of them pity him or feel sorry for him.

He wanted such a person.

He found compassion and sympathy in Xiao Han's eyes, although he didn't know why, whether it was God's care and mercy for people, or the care and understanding of young people for the elderly, but, that's what he wanted!

But she didn't want him! She had Fusu in her heart, his son.

He is now extremely jealous of his son, he and Xiao Han ** embrace, spiritually dependent, he is in the barracks of Shangjun, and he also occupies Xiao Han's soul.

What should he do?

When he couldn't sleep, he wanted to kill her. It's her, tortured so much that he can't sleep!

But when it was dawn, I couldn't help but think. I'm going to see her, how is she doing today?

That yard is really stuffy!

Once, she was grooming the horses.

Go again, she's kicking and hitting "Zhao Gao".

Next time she goes, she's still kicking and beating "Zhao Gao." ”

Sometimes, he wondered if he should deal with Zhao Gao in order to please her.

However, if there is no Zhao Gao. He couldn't have known her. Zhao Gao is meritorious in this matter. Whether she is a god who knows the law of eternal life or not, he is meritorious.

Sometimes, catch her cooking. And he said. Give Ying Zheng a copy too. She hesitated, but served it to him.

Then they ate in silence.

When eating. He thought that if he hadn't mentioned it so clearly, perhaps, she would have spoken to him, such as "grooming", such as "life and death". But now, she just lowered her head to eat, and didn't even look at him.

However, when he put the bowl down, she would still add half a bowl to him, which made him feel very comfortable and warm.

Xiao Han is a cultured person, and even though he doesn't like him, he still respects him. She disagrees with his rule of "adding too much fire", but when he is in a bad mood, she never sneers and attacks.

Once, when he couldn't hold it back, he said, "Tell me about the great monks, you said that there are people who are busy for the happiness and peace of others, such as the monk who persuaded the thief." ”

Xiao Han glanced up at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay! ”

This sentence of "okay" made his heart look forward to the spring breeze like a glacier, it was still cold, but there was hope.

Xiao Han said: "There is such a kind of people, monks or missionaries, they are just called differently, they have a great God in their hearts, and they are God's messengers, who are willing to pass on God's mercy, love, and tolerance to mortals in the world. ”

He asked, "Are you?" Are you a messenger of compassion, love, and tolerance? ”

Xiao Han thought for a moment and said, "I can't do it, I'm also a mortal in the world." ”

He said, "You are, you're already doing it." ”

Xiao Han shook his head and stopped talking.

When he wanted to speak to him, he asked, "Say, 'What did the angel of God do?' Do they tell stories like you do? ”

Xiao Han thought about it and said, "It can also be like this, there is no rule for this." As long as it allows worldly mortals to forget their troubles and devote themselves to good. Including singing, they will organize a group of people to sing, and everyone will be grateful for God's gifts and kindness to them. Mainly, they can make people trust, and the laity will tell the messenger of their suffering, and if they tell the messenger, they will also tell the god, and the god will forgive them, let them let go of the burden of their hearts, and find the direction of life. ”

"Is it really possible?" he asked. Does God really know? ”

Xiao Han said: "The world believes that God knows, and God knows." Many people's suffering is not known to others, put it in their hearts, hide it in their dreams, and the suffering is always there, and they can't let go of it or forget it. ”

He was silent. He is like this, he keeps it in his heart, hides it in his dreams, can't let it go, can't forget it. How did she know about Xiao Han?

Xiao Han said: "They have a method that works very well, and that is to let the world say it for themselves. When I say it to those who believe, my heart suddenly relaxes, and the person saves himself. ”

"Are they really that credible?" he asked. ”

He couldn't imagine that a person like himself would make people laugh at his troubles when he told others.

Xiao Han said: "There is a way. For example, if you make a confessional room or a confessional room, the people on the outside only know that the angel of God is inside, and the messenger inside does not know who the people outside are, they can hear the voice, and they don't have to see their faces, so that the person who complains outside has no burden and can completely expose himself like a child who has made a mistake. After the confession is completed, the person will be relaxed. Speaking of this, Xiao Han paused, it seemed that she was also the one who needed to confess.

She added: "Actually, it's good to have this process, and you don't have to have someone listening. Heaven and earth have spirits, didn't the emperor say it to God when he sacrificed to heaven in Yongcheng? ”

He shook his head, that's different, it's public, it represents the entire Great Qin, not him personally. His words shall be spoken to the angels of God, not to mortals. He couldn't let Li Si, Meng Yi and his sons know that he was a fragile person.

Xiao Han looked at him with her sympathetic eyes again, which moved him, and he had nowhere to hide.

Xiao Han said: "I heard that there is a place where there is a custom that if a person has a secret and does not want to tell others, he will find a tree hole, tell his secret to the tree hole, and then seal the tree hole with mud. In this way, Heaven knows. Heaven will understand him, forgive him, or have mercy on him. ”

This statement made his heart move, how good it is to find a tree hole!

His heart softened again. Xiao Han knew what he thought, and her words were for him! She's so cute!

He asked, "Xiaohan, can you be my tree hole?" ”

Xiao Han was silent, didn't say yes, didn't say no.

In the end, she said: "Your Majesty, let's let Xiaohan go." Xiao Han couldn't find this tree hole himself. ”

Put it, of course it won't work, let him go, he won't even have a tree hole. The tree hole will only listen, it will not tell him what to do, it will not even convey warmth, but Xiao Han is different, she does not speak, her compassionate eyes are there.

And that's how he needs this warmth...... (To be continued.) )