Walking to a lotus pond, the lotus pond is bathed in the moonlight of light yarn, condensed into a half ignorant and half bright smoke waves and water moon. On the green water, the pavilion green lotus is like a cloud, the lotus wind in a pond sends coolness, blows clothes and hair, and there is a quiet lotus fragrance in the wardrobe.

In the depths of the lotus wind, a wisp of Qingyue's flute sounded, which was obviously the heroic "Song of the Great Wind", but it made people hear the taste of sadness for no reason. A secluded path stretched to the middle of the lotus pond, and I walked slowly over it, wondering who was still giving a flute by the lotus pond so late.

At the shadow of the wind and lotus, Yuwen Yong sat with a flute and a lonely complexion, I was taken aback and was busy trying to avoid it. Yu Wenyong had already seen me, put down the green flute, grabbed me with one hand, and heard his soft voice in the lotus wind, "I didn't expect that the first person to find me was you." ”

Yu Wenyong pulled me to sit down, and he said in the lotus pond: "I have been thinking that as long as one person can find me here, I will tell him everything." ”

Regardless of whether I want to listen to it or not, Yuwen Yong said half-melancholy: "Today I went to ask the queen mother to say goodbye, she said to the sixth brother that it will be the sixth brother's birthday in a few days, and she wants to make a big deal for him, the scene of mother's love and filial piety is really stinging." The queen mother can never remember my birthday. ”

I was stunned, that's why he got angry and went out?

This Yu Wenyong, who has always been cold and tough in front of me, is like a wounded little beast at this moment, showing a fragile expression, "On the day I was born, the second brother had a high fever for no reason, everyone thought that I was unknown, even my father and queen mother thought so, so they left me to the minister Li Xian to raise, and I didn't pick it up until I was six years old." At that time, the queen mother had just given birth to a sixth brother, and she didn't have time to take care of me, my father loved the eldest brother and the third brother the most, he had a lot of children, and he was busy with government affairs, so he didn't have much energy and time to cultivate feelings with me, a child who was not around since childhood, and had feelings and points. My father and my mother are far away from me. Later, I liked Garo, and my father was afraid of her father's power, so he forbade me to see her and kept me in lockdown. Later, Garo got married, and my father died of illness, but until my father died of illness, I didn't get much attention from him. But it doesn't matter, I still have my eldest brother, who takes care of me, teaches me poetry, music, and riding and archery, but even this meager warmth is gone after my eldest brother dies. The queen mother only loves the sixth brother alone, and I often wonder if she still remembers my son. ”

Yu Wenyong seemed to be very sad, and even 'I' became 'me' as he spoke, and then I realized that there was a half-open jar of wine next to him, and he was so out of shape after drinking. Yu Wenyong smiled bitterly: "Sometimes when I look at the queen mother and the sixth brother in harmony, it seems that they are a family, and I am just an outsider." Sixth brother, he has everything, it's really jealous. ”

Yu Wenyong leaned his head on my lap half drunk, I wanted to push him away, but he was half-hugged, and pleaded in a pitiful tone: "Let me lie down for a while, I don't want to be alone, just for a while." ”

I didn't move, this lotus path is so narrow, if you are not careful, two people may fall into the lotus pond while struggling, and I don't pity him in my heart. I know the loneliness of being neglected by my parents, not loved by my parents, although I lost my parents very early, but at least I had the love of my mother. But Yu Wenyong, he never even got it.

"Can you play me a tune, I want to hear the tune you sang in the little courtyard of the pavilion that night." Yu Wenyong said in a low voice.

Thinking about that night, the "And Zhen Xing" is still the name given by that person, but I don't know where he is today?

Then he shook his head again, thinking about what he wanted to do. People don't treat you as a friend, why should you treat him as a friend, it's just a passerby in life.

I picked up the flute, determined to eliminate the unhappiness in my mind, cleaned up my mood, pressed the flute hole, and blew a bright flute sound.

Tonight and night, a dream of the passing year, thinking of relatives and going away, the flowers and the moon, and the wine become sad, I am sad.

Yesterday is gone, it will eventually pass, sadness is useless, why be sad, work hard to eat, don't live up to the years.

Life is short, and cherish it, and cherish it, work hard to add food, don't lose the years, don't live up to the years......

After that night, Yu Wenyong returned to his usual appearance, as if nothing had happened, just smoke that would disperse when the wind blew.

"Sister Qingqiang, I heard that yesterday you and Your Majesty were together, enjoying the lotus night talk, blowing the flute under the moon, indescribably gentle. Is it true? Ling'er heard the news from nowhere, and ran over to me with great interest.

I didn't raise my eyelids too much and said, "No, they're exaggerating." ”

"The wind and lotus under the moon, the jade man blows the flute. This situation and this scene, before the flowers and under the moon, are the most likely to urge people's feelings. Sister, you're not tempted at all? Ling'er asked tentatively.

"Then let me tell you, there is only one result of a under the moon - a bag that has been bitten by mosquitoes." I ruthlessly shattered her romantic fantasies.

A double illusion was broken, and Ling Er was a little disappointed, but she quickly turned her big smart eyes and said: "Sister, there is no need to deny that since ancient times, female officials and emperors have always had some stories to tell. ”

Ling'er imagined herself for a while, and then she imagined to me with satisfaction: "He will accept you as a concubine and be imprisoned in the deep palace, and you have a childhood sweetheart who you will never forget, but you forgot it in the process of thinking that you will never forget, and unconsciously fell in love with the people around you but refused to admit it because of self-esteem." And he will be jealous, jealous, and crazy because of your childhood sweetheart, torturing you physically, and you will torment him psychologically. As the so-called true love is toss, tossing is true love. I wonder if you will escape from the palace, and accidentally find out that you are pregnant and give birth to a child. Many years later, your husband and wife reunited somewhere, and after some entanglement, the misunderstanding was resolved and they expressed their hearts to each other. He disbanded the harem for you, and you were alone in three thousand favors, so far it was complete. ”

I glanced at her faintly, "Do you think it's possible?" ”

Ling'er said self-righteously: "This is how the story has been done throughout the ages, and the story tells us a truth: love is tossing, and no toss is true love." There must always be some contradictions and misunderstandings, and life will be fulfilled. ”

This girl is probably crazy after reading novels, and she can't be outrageous.

Ling Er's greatest interest is to study novels and sort out a set of theories. She is determined to read all the novels in the world, and then summarize and analyze, write and make arguments, and discuss the pros and cons of the novels, including the various conditions of the world reflected in them, the struggle of human nature, the ideals, fame and fortune, feelings, and the ambition of the family and the country, and then sublimate to the lofty realm of self-cultivation and family governance and the world, and write a masterpiece, although I really don't know what she can study from it.

When I went out of the palace again, I wanted to take a look at Liuxue Fang, but I found that the window on the third floor was empty, there was nothing, and the pot of green bamboo potted plants I saw when I came back didn't know where to go. suddenly lost interest, turned around, and went to the restaurant.

The restaurant is still famous and is still the most popular restaurant in Chang'an.

I revisited my hometown, walked around the store, found a good place to sit down, and looked at the person opposite with a smile, "Yang Gongzi doesn't need guards today, why don't you go home to accompany your wife and children, but you are here alone?" ”

Yang Jian asked me rhetorically, "Miss Xiao is not in the palace to accompany the holy driver, why did she leave the palace alone?" ”

"Your Majesty has promised me a token to leave the palace, and I can leave the palace at any time."

When Yang Jian heard this, he said enviously: "Your Majesty really loves Miss Xiao. ”

"In my opinion, Yang Gongzi loves Mrs. Zun even more. A woman who once won the love of His Majesty and made Yang Gongzi so infatuated, Qingqiang wanted to know, what kind of person is Mrs. Yang? As if curious, I asked, "Does she have anything special about being proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Can sing? Can compose? Peerless in appearance? Empathetic? ”

Yang Jian listened to my series of speculations and said with a smile: "She is a Xianbei person, not as proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting as Han women, she can't sing, her appearance is not bad but she is not peerless, she can't talk about empathy, but she is quite accomplished in composition." But she is who she is, and she is unique and irreplaceable. She's good, only I know. ”

Being able to say these words shows that he truly loves his wife, and I sincerely said: "It is a blessing for Mrs. Zun to be treated like this." ”

Yang Jian also said: "It is also Yang Jian's blessing to have her as his wife in this life." ”

"Forget it, don't mention Yang Jian's family affairs. As courtiers, we walk the people in the market, and always have the heart to patrol for His Majesty and observe the people's feelings. When you leave the palace, what do you find? Yang Jian changed his words, and his eyes were bright.

My eyes lit up, "What did you find?" ”

In order to let me deeply experience the hardships of people's livelihood, Yang Jian specially took me to a quarry on the outskirts of the city. He told me that most of the coolies here were innocent people who had been taken captive from Gangneung by the Gangneung Rebellion (2) in the past, and that they had been exiled to a foreign land and forced to become slaves who could be driven at will, engaged in productive labor, had no personal freedom, and could be bought and sold as commodities at will, without the protection of the law, and lived a miserable life.

"In Chang'an, there are many such people, such places, where the people live in darkness. Not only in Chang'an, but also in many places, innocent people have become slaves to be slaughtered. Yang Jian believes that a prosperous country should not have too many slaves, which will only show the incompetence of the country. A truly strong country should let its people be fed, clothed, and clothed, live and work in peace and contentment, and become strong without being bullied. ”

I looked at Yang Jian's meaningful gaze and said, "I'm just a little female official, what can Yang Gongzi change if he tells me this?" ”

Yang Jian's eyes sparkled and said: "Don't underestimate your role, you have won the favor and trust of Your Majesty, and you were once a celebrity around Otsuka Zai, Miss Xiao may seriously mention it to Your Majesty and Otsuka Zai, things will be different?" ”

As I spoke, I saw a little girl of seven or eight years old who accidentally injured her foot while carrying rocks, and was whipped by the foreman and urged to work. After asking, he learned that this little girl was the child of a slave union, and her parents died of illness in the harsh living environment, and the slave owner naturally could not raise her in vain, so he forced her to work in the mountains.

It's really pitiful.

Exegesis:

(1) The title comes from Su Shi's "Fortune Operator: Huangzhou Dinghui Courtyard Residence" in the Song Dynasty: "The lack of the moon hangs the dredging tree, and the initial silence of the person is missed." ”

(2) Jiangling Rebellion: In 554 AD, the Western Wei Dynasty attacked Jiangling, the capital of Southern Liang, Emperor Liang was captured and executed, and a large number of people were plundered to Chang'an.