Princess Ning Guo hesitated and asked, "Should I go to tomorrow's wedding?" ”

Mei Yin didn't think about it, "It's reasonable and reasonable, you should go." ”

"How much?"

"Let's look at it, don't be too shabby." It doesn't matter how much, tomorrow's things, no matter whether they succeed or fail, this gift money should be gone and not returned, and it can't be recovered.

It's done, Xu Miaojin and Dusk didn't have the opportunity to participate in the Mei family's happy event.

No, Xu Miaojin and Dusk didn't have a chance to participate.

During the newlyweds, they probably won't come to the funeral.

Princess Ningguo snorted, "Then I have a number in my heart, I will inevitably meet Queen Xu tomorrow, but it is also magical, Queen Xu has lived younger and younger since she used the shower gel and lotion offered at dusk, husband, what did you say about this dusk, after being drowned, why did she suddenly have so many talents." ”

Mei Yin smiled bitterly, "If I knew, I wouldn't be so worried tonight." ”

Many things were lost at his hands.

Princess Ning Guo got up, "I'm going to wash, husband, you should rest earlier." ”

Mei Yin nodded.

After Princess Ningguo left, Mei Yin hesitated for a long time, went to the side to take the rice paper and paved it, polished the ink herself, lifted the pen on the rice paper, did not drop the ink for a long time, and put the pen down again.

Just sit and look at the white rice paper.

Outside, the husband shouted more loudly.

Mei Yin woke up suddenly, picked up the pen from the inkstone, and pressed it back and forth several times in the inkstone, which allowed the solidified ink to melt, and splashed ink on the rice paper and wrote: "Shunchang, Jingfu Wu'er: Remembering the ancestors, the famous is in, and then going back to today, it is already a laughing stock, studying for his father all his life, he has a thin name, he has mistaken righteousness, every time he thinks about it, he can't sleep at night and tears also, now Yongle Zhangguo, the world has been decided, the years will increase, for the father to go upstream, in order to make up for the heart......"

Splash ink, sprinkle hundreds of words in a book.

Mei Yin put down her pen.

Picked up the valuable jade paperweight and pressed the letter on the desk, got up, pushed open the window, looked at the bustling stars in the sky, and took a deep breath of cold air.

His face turned grim.

The starry sky is beautiful.

The country is beautiful.

I want to live.

Live to see the world a few more times, listen to the people of the Xu Mansion have said, it is the maid Scarlet Chun who has no intention of leaking her mouth, it is she who listened to Xu Miaojin said, Xu Miaojin said that the dusk described a bright world to her, the night is as scheduled, but people use wisdom to make the bustling city become a city that never sleeps.

I don't know what it was like.

It should be beautiful...... Right?

……

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In a workshop in the prosperous area of Yingtian City, there was an old woman sitting under the lamp in the study, looking out of the window at the pitch black, she knew that in the darkness outside at this moment, there must be a secret agent from Beizhen Fuji watching.

Maybe even more.

Maybe there are also people from Nanzhen Fusi, or people from Zheng He, the chief eunuch of the internal official prison.

Her every move was watched.

But she didn't care.

There are some things that those dog noses will never see.

A few days ago, the old woman had dismissed all the servants in the house, and now she was alone in this huge courtyard, and the candle flame was dim and cold, and in the cold silence, the old woman's face was swaying under the candle shadow, which looked a little frightened.

It's a bit of a ghostly feeling of an old woman in a deserted house.

The old woman got up.

Pick up the lamp and walk around, through the hall, to the back of the house, after the lantern, enshrine the ancestors of the Liu family, the middle of the god card, but not the ancestors of the Liu family, but worship the Ming Taizu.

The old woman put on the incense and made it.

Thinking silently about Taizu's god card, I don't know why, the old woman remembered the Shangyuan fire case, the princess named Xiao Baoqing, and the graceful and approachable Queen Xu, and the dozens of innocent and tragic deaths in the Shangyuan fire case.

Her thoughts wandered again, and the old woman remembered the case of galloping horses on the long street.

They were all innocent people who died tragically.

I felt more and more guilty.

After a long time, he laughed self-deprecatingly, and asked himself, "What can I do, at this point, there will always be innocent people who will pay the price, the emperor of heaven, the dynasty and the country, are all piled up with white bones." ”

And history will only remember those emperors, but not those who died in obscurity, history will only write a line of numbers in the book, countless fresh lives, become a part of that number, the meaning of their existence, has been blown away by the rain and wind.

There are even some people who don't even know that string of numbers, such as the Tang Dynasty's capital in the Western Regions, and they don't even know that the Tang Dynasty has changed the Son of Heaven, such a group of people, has history recorded their names?

Have you ever written down their fourteen years of suffering?

No!

The old woman grew more and more sad.

Silently returned to the study.

What she had to do was done.

Just under the eyes of the dognoses in the darkness outside the door, I'm afraid they will never understand how they did those things, but it doesn't matter.

After tomorrow, if Mei Yin succeeds, these things will become his own wealth.

If it fails......

Nobody knows.

But I'm still going to die.

Dead......

What a normal thing, I'm an old woman afraid of death.

Now there is nothing to do, and the old woman cannot sleep.

There was only one thing left for her.

Wait.

She will always sit here, waiting for the sky to light slightly, waiting for Ying Tiancheng to wake up, waiting for the sound of firecrackers on the street, waiting for the blade to rise in the streets, waiting for the bloody bricks.

Waiting for the brocade guard to break down the door and take her to prison.

Or wait for Mei Yin's people to invite her to the Forbidden City.

If it was the former, the old woman did not complain at all.

People, if you do something, you can't blame others.

If it is the latter, the old woman will not feel happy, after all, it is the prosperity of others, and the old woman who walked into the coffin with half a foot does all this, not for herself.

She had no children.

Even if you become a hero, no matter how rich and prosperous you are, it is just a passing cloud, but it is not as good as the green lantern ancient scroll, walking on the road of the sages with free and easy pleasure, maybe you can still be on the long scroll of green history, better than hundreds of millions of battlefield soldiers, leaving such a name.

The old woman remembered a poem for no reason: Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles, go to the clothes when the matter is over, and hide your body and name.

The old woman felt that she was more free and easy to hide her merit and fame.

It's a pity that this is a poem by Shixian.

The old woman did not feel that she was qualified to change the masterpiece of the poet.

Waiting is a torturous thing.

But the old woman did not feel uncomfortable at all.

I just feel relaxed.

Oh, yes......

It's all going to end, she's been suffering for too long, and she's relieved whether it's success or failure.

The old woman muttered, "I'm so tired." ”

I regret it a little in my heart.

I knew it earlier...... I didn't write that poem back then, and I don't have the old woman who sits in the study today and waits for tomorrow.

The old woman, Liu Moxie, the Ming Taizu gave the female talent.

Dying old age.

I want the title of the book to be kept secret from the history books.

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This chapter is very well written, a bit of the feeling of writing "Say It You May Not Believe It".