"Yes, although my father never wants to talk about the eldest princess, according to my mother, my aunt has been very good at riding and archery since she was a child, and she is not much better than my father, a man - my mother also made fun of my father and said that when the emperor was alive, he said that if my aunt was a man, she would pass on the throne of Xiling to her, and often counted that my father was not as good as his own sister in terms of elder, and he was not as good as his own sister in terms of learning, so he should be replaced with my aunt, he would be his sister, and let my aunt be my brother to inherit the throne."

Dongzhu laughed as she spoke.

"Although many years have passed, there are still many rumors about the eldest princess among the people." Jiang Lang sighed low and said, "It's really regrettable. ”

Such a woman full of glory died quietly within the high walls of the Jin family, but the Jin family couldn't even give a decent cause of death.

One said that he died in childbirth, and the other said that he died by throwing himself into a well, who knows what the real truth is.

"My aunt really shouldn't be so stubborn and marry into the Jin family." At the mention of this, Dongzhu was also a little angry and sad.

"No matter what, it's an old thing, and there's no going back." Jiang Lang didn't want to see her sad, so he said: "People still need to look forward to life, don't think too much about the past." ”

Jiang Ying also wanted to ask if the two of them were dazzled, whether the Empress Dowager was really similar to the eldest princess of Xiling, but seeing this scene, it was not good to dig into the sadness of the Yun family.

But she herself couldn't help but have a rather bold, even crazy, conjecture......

……

After three watches, there was silence in the Jin State Mansion. Most of the lights have been extinguished.

Xie couldn't sleep for a long time.

Since she came out of Jin Qingyun's study that day, the uneasiness in her heart has been growing day by day, until this moment, it is overwhelming her.

What's the problem?

Jin Yuming is dead, Jin Gong has a tolerant attitude, as for the thoughtful and immeasurable second son, at best, he just wants to avenge his parents who died in vain, and now the culprit Mrs. Jin and Jin Yuming have died one after another. There is a debtor who is wronged. Could he not even let her and her two daughters go?

But if he really had such thoughts, then the Duke of Jin would be afraid that he would not be able to protect their mother and daughter......

For example, if such a big event happened in the family, he didn't even have any plans to return to Beijing, and what could Duke Jin, as the head of the family?

can only find an impeccable excuse for him. to dispel the doubts of the outside world.

I'm afraid it's not over yet......

Hsieh's fingers clenched the corners of the quilt. I couldn't calm down.

Darkness present. The thoughts in her mind gradually began to deviate, guessing the methods that Jin Yuming's mother and son used to do to the big house back then, and speculating about Jin Yuming's unwillingness to die. In the end, I thought of Xie Jiarou uncontrollably.

The little girl she watched with her own eyes and grew up little by little.

She has made many decisions in her life, and the only thing she regrets is to bring her back to the Jin family, this bottomless demon cave.

For the umpteenth time in his mind, his sister's instructions to him before she died sounded, and Xie, who was full of guilt, only felt that her heart was like a knife.

There was no movement in the room, and Xie's eyes closed and opened, but he finally sat up.

Despite the heavy frost in the middle of the night, Xie got up in his clothes and pushed open the door.

The moonlight outside is bright, sprinkled on the ground and the layers of cold frost on the flowers and leaves, reflecting a clear glow.

The people in the palace have long since rested, and the patrolling guards walk back and forth outside the inner courtyard through a wall.

In the inner courtyard, it was quiet.

Xie Shi went all the way to the southwest, and finally came to Yilan Pavilion.

On the day Xie Jiarou hanged herself, she didn't come, or rather, she didn't dare to come.

And the day after Xie Jiarou left, the big girl Thrush who was originally serving her suddenly went crazy, hit her head on the column in front of the attic, and the blood flowed into the water, and she died.

There are many people in the house who say that the yin qi in the Yilan Pavilion is too heavy, and the cousin girl is unwilling to die, so she is looking for someone to ask for her life.

In addition, there were many funerals in the house, and no one dared to set foot in this Yilan Pavilion, which was already empty.

Xie was the first person to come here in a few days.

She couldn't tell how she had come here by ghost, probably to make up for the guilt in her heart, or to calm her anxiety.

By the light of the moon, Xie reached out and pushed open the door of the attic.

"Squeak-"

As soon as the sound of the door being pushed open fell, she suddenly heard the sound of unhurried footsteps behind her.

It seems to be getting closer and closer to this.

Xie's body stiffened, and he didn't dare to turn back.

Isn't it true that the soul that has been detached from the body will return to the place that worries him the most on the first seven days?

Is Jiarou back?

Unable to say whether he was scared or ashamed, Xie's body trembled slightly.

"But the second lady?"

A slightly hoarse male voice came from behind.

Xie Shi's complexion changed and he turned back.

Under the moonlight, a young man in a black robe stood upright, his pale face was slightly tight, his red eyes seemed to be tired, and he looked like a dusty servant.

"How are you?" Xie frowned.

Isn't this a commander next to the second son?

I vaguely remember the surname Song.

Isn't it said that he was sent to Nguyen Binh to fight?

"I want to see the second lady."

Song Yuanju stood ten steps away, and then stopped approaching, his heavy eyes swelled with color, and his slightly tightened lips fluctuated slightly, as if he was trying his best to calm down his inner emotions, and after a while, Fang barely asked calmly: "I just want to get the truth, did she really hang herself?" ”

Xie frowned again.

"I don't believe she would do that." Song Yuanju stood there, his eyes looked around Yilan Pavilion, and said, "When I left, I clearly told her that it was good, and she would never just leave without saying anything." ”

“…… It turned out to be you. Xie Shi moved the corners of his mouth slightly, full of bitterness.

Xie Jiarou's change. She looked at them one by one, but she didn't know that it was because of the person who had a heart.

It's a rarity.

It's really ...... Pity.

There is clearly a chance to escape from this place and live in a different way.

"Please also ask the second lady to tell the truth-" Seeing that she was silent, Song Yuanju asked repeatedly, his tone full of stubbornness.

Xie Shicai raised his eyes to look at him.

"There's no truth to tell." She said.

Song Yuanju laughed when he heard this, and said, "If this is the case, why did the second lady come here late at night to borrow the scenery to pay her respects." ”

He didn't believe it.

He was sure how much she wished she had come back alive when he left, and he could read the hope in her eyes.

She wants to leave this place, she wants to live as herself, and she trusts him to keep his promise!

"That doesn't matter anymore. I can only tell you. She has no grudges left behind that you need to settle for her. Xie Shi turned back. Looking at the unchanged furnishings in the lobby, his voice became lower: "She's an unfortunate child...... But when she left, it was clean and nothing was left. ”

And the ones that weren't clean, she thought she would never want him to know.

It has turned into a cloud of smoke and a clear breeze. Let it go.

Song Yuanju's body was stunned. The emotions in his eyes turned into sadness.

After he got the news. Rushed back from the barracks overnight. He's thought a lot along the way.

The only thought that sustained him in rushing back day and night was that she had died unjustly, and he needed to avenge her.

But she left nothing.

He couldn't do anything. There is nothing to be done.

There was silence for a while, as if no one was in a strange land.

Xie Shi looked at the situation in the hall for an unknown amount of time, and when he spoke again, there were no longer many emotions in Fang Cai.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should have left the camp and returned to Beijing without permission, right?"

Song Yuanju was silent.

"I'll never see you tonight, go back."

Song Yuanju still didn't speak, and he didn't make any moves to leave.

"Where is she buried?" He asked suddenly.

Xie Shi closed his eyes slightly, as if he sighed softly.

"Merlin outside the city, North Cemetery."

Song Yuanju silently thanked her back and turned away.

……

The early winter has just arrived, and it is not yet the season when the plum blossoms are in full bloom.

Song Yuanju brought two jars of aged wine over.

This was buried by him and Shi Qing last year, and he told Shi Qing at that time that he would not be able to dig it up until the day he got married and married him.

Shi Qing teased him and said, I don't know how many years it will take.

He was beaten by his words.

This nerd is still a crow's mouth.

Song Yuanju crossed his legs in front of the tombstone and filled two sea bowls with sake.

A bowl was slowly sprinkled in front of the tombstone, and a bowl was put into the mouth with its head tilted.

He didn't say anything, just drank and got drunk all night.

The next morning, before the frost had dissipated, he opened his eyes, got up and broke a freshly budding plum branch, and erected it diagonally next to the tombstone.

"Let it stay with you for a few months, and I'll send you Jasmine next year."

In the morning light, he got on his horse and left, without looking back.

……

It's been nearly ten days.

In Nguyen Binh's camp, there is already a trend of agitation.

"You're back!"

As soon as Song Yuanju got off the horse, Shi Qing walked over quickly, frowned tightly and said, "As the commander of the first army, when the enemy is approaching, you have disappeared without saying a word!" I tried my best to hide it from you for five or six days, but I haven't seen you come back, only the lieutenant general of the same army said that it was the master who secretly summoned you back to Beijing to discuss matters! The Han family army took advantage of the absence of an owner of the army and attacked three times! Although it was barely supported, it caused the army to be disheartened! If you don't come back, I'm going to send a message to my master, asking him to remove you from the position of commander, so that someone else can come and preside over the overall situation! ”

Song Yuanju tied the horse well, as if he hadn't heard.

Seeing this, Shi Qing was even more angry, and asked with a cold face: "Tell me, what serious things have you done in the past half a month?" ”

"I did go back to Beijing." Song Yuanju finally spoke, turned around and looked at him.

Only then did Shi Qing see that his face was rough, his beard was sloppy, his lips were peeling, and his whole person was black and thin, and he had also lost a lot of vicissitudes.

Shi Qing was slightly stunned, then frowned and asked, "At this juncture, what are you going to do when you go back to Beijing!" It's not your turn to run for funerals, right? ”

"Don't ask so much useless, tell me about the military situation." Song Yuanju walked towards the camp tent and said, "Sneak attack three times? I'm afraid it's just a temptation, right? They don't know the situation of our troops, so how dare they act rashly. ”

"Do you still have to say that? But after three times, I am afraid that I will touch a lot of useful ones if I don't know it again. ”

"Then let a few lieutenants come over and discuss how to deal with it—"

“……”

The curtain of the tent shook and shook to block the heavy twilight outside.

In the Han family's military camp, it was a completely different situation.

It's clean and quiet.

This time, Han Chengji, who was personally in charge, was sitting in the commander's camp, practicing calligraphy.

Peng Luojin, who accompanied him as a military doctor, walked into the camp tent with a medicine bowl in his hand.

"Take your medicine." He directly put the bowl on the rice paper spread out by Han Chengji, and his tone contained a sense of command.

Han Chengji didn't look at him, and gently pushed the medicine bowl away, still writing.

"......" Peng Luojin frowned, his eyes fell on his pen, and when he saw that it was a small poem in late autumn, he said: "It is important to play with elegance, but you should take medicine while it is hot." ”

Han Chengji didn't seem to hear it, and it wasn't until he finished writing a poem in one go that he put down his pen and sat down and picked up the medicine bowl.

He was dressed in a white wide-sleeved deep coat, with a mutton fat jade crown and tied his hair, which was originally extremely warm, but he was full of loneliness and coldness.

However, no matter how Peng Luojin looks, he always feels that such a person does not look like a person who likes to calculate life and death on the battlefield and is full of treachery.

Such a handsome boy should be like Fang Cai, who has nothing to do to practice writing and writing poetry.

What kind of war to fight, what kind of world to take.

Peng Luojin shook his head and sighed for the umpteenth time, and said: "I won't say anything more, you know your own body, and you know that you can't do it, but it's not a smart person's way to do it-I'll advise you one last time, take off the burden on your shoulders as soon as possible, and go back to Suzhou for a few days to live a clean life." ”

After saying that, without waiting for Han Chengji to respond, he turned around and walked out of the tent.

Han Chengji put down the medicine bowl in his hand expressionlessly.

If the mind is not still, it cannot be purified anywhere.

He was afraid of being too quiet now.

The quieter the surroundings, the more chaotic the mind becomes.

"Boss - there's someone outside the tent asking to see you."

Suddenly, a soldier entered the account.

The soldier's face was not very good-looking.

The original words of the person who came were not a request to see.

What do you want to say directly, I want to see Han Chengji-

Rude not to say, he refused to reveal his name, and the whole person looked very weird from head to toe.

But he said...... He has the most detailed map of the Jin army.

It's not just Ruan Ping's.

"Let him in."

"Yes."

The soldiers should come down, and the few soldiers guarding the tent clenched their long knives at their waists.

If the visitor is not good, he will not want to step out of this place alive.

The visitor was dressed in a black cape, with a large hood covering most of his face.

Han Chengji looked at him.

"I wonder if Han Thorn Shi can still recognize me?"

The voice was hoarse and muffled, as uncomfortable as a blunt knife slashing through an iron plate.

Han Chengji narrowed his eyes slightly.

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PS: Recently, it is a cute manuscript Jun~ (to be continued.) )