I fished on the river for several days in a row, but I didn't find Chen Ji's body.

Seeing that I was worried, Qinglan said, "Madam, Chen Ji must be dead." His body must have been eaten by a fish, and even if he did not die, he was wounded and poisoned, and he would not have lived long. ”

Qinglan reminded again: "We have to get out of here quickly." If Chen Guo can't receive news from Chen Ji for a long time, he will definitely send someone to look for him. When the time comes, we won't be able to leave. ”

After Qinglan's reminder, I was alert, if I didn't leave quickly, when Chen Ji's people came to the door, I am afraid it would be another catastrophe. Thinking about Chen Ji's serious injury, he was poisoned by me and thrown into the water before, and he must not be able to live. Why should I cling to his corpse?

Qinglan and I sailed back to the shore, packed up, and returned to Zhou.

On the way, Qinglan whispered in my ear: "Madam, I hope you don't forget your promise to Qinglan." When you return to Chang'an, you will go to see Your Majesty. ”

"I haven't forgotten." I sighed softly, "I feel guilty about him in my heart, and I want to see him and apologize to him in person." ”

Last time, in order to win Chen Ji's trust, I deliberately said a lot of hurtful things to Yu Wenyong, and I was really sorry for him.

Qinglan was sent by Zhou Guo to lurk beside Chen Ji, and I only learned about this not long ago.

That night, I followed the sound of the flute to Qinglan's house. The door was open, and when I heard the voice, Qinglan put down the pipe, and I walked in.

My eyes were as bright as snow, and I looked at her and said in a deep voice: "It turns out that you are Yuwen Yong's meticulous work arranged in Chen Guo!" No wonder Yu Wenyong knew my plan to escape after leaving the palace to assassinate Chen Qian, no wonder he was able to come to Chen Guo to save me, no wonder he would know that I lost my child in Guiyun Temple. It's all you ventilating the news. ”

Qinglan gently turned the pipe in his hand, and his face was cold that I had never seen before, "How can you see it?" ”

I thought back to the past and said calmly and forcefully: "When the matter of my leaving the palace was leaked and Yu Wenyong learned about it, I suspected that there were Yu Wenyong's spies around me, and of course you were one of the objects of my suspicion." On that day, Yuwen Yong came to the inn to look for me, and I suspected that someone around me had informed him of my whereabouts, and I suspected you again. Until tonight, the tune you played was the same as the tune played by a maid in the Tsukasa Mansion back then, and it was also a Qizhou song. And that maid is a fine worker. Emperor Yu Wenyu of Zhou Ming once trained a group of Qizhou women to become fine works and lurked in various places. The maid, and you, are one of them. ”

Qinglan didn't even mean to refute at all, and directly admitted, "Since you know my identity, how can the lady dare to come alone?" ”

I already had a guess in my mind, "Didn't you deliberately bring me in with a?" ”

"Not bad. Originally, I was very angry that day at the inn that day when you treated Your Majesty like that. But you are a person that Your Majesty values, so I have to remind you: Chen Ji has bad intentions towards you, you can't go to Chen Guo with him, otherwise, you will regret it. Although Qinglan was dissatisfied, he still reminded me.

I looked at her, my heart moved, and an idea came to my mind, and I said slowly: "I can not go to Chen Guo, but you have to do one thing for me." ”

That night, we came to a partnership. She helped me poison Chen, and I, at her request, went to Zhou Guo to meet with Yu Wenyong.

Qinglan was serving by Chen Ji's side, so she easily stole the white hosta that he wore on his head every day while Chen Ji was asleep. After the white hosta was soaked in my special poison potion overnight, Qinglan quietly put it back in its place, and Chen Xuan didn't notice it at all.

She helped me, and it's time for me to fulfill my promise to see Yu Wenyong. In fact, even if she didn't put forward this condition, I planned to go to see Yu Wenyong and apologize to him after the matter was completed.

After returning to Chang'an City, as soon as we entered the city, we learned from the talk of the people on the street that Yuwen Yong had personally led the troops to fight the Qi State, and I had to sigh: "It seems that we can only wait for Yu Wenyong to come back from the Qi State." ”

During the time I was waiting for Yu Wenyong to return, I returned to a place that I had been absent for many years - Yijian Pavilion.

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"If the son does not learn, it is not appropriate; If you don't learn when you're young, what's the point of being old? The jade is not cut, and it is not made; People do not learn, and they do not know righteousness. As a son of man, when Fang is young; Relatives and friends, practice etiquette. Fragrant nine years, can warm the seat; Filial piety to relatives, what should be done (2) ......" The sound of children reading as crisp as a flute came from the school, and at a glance, it was the children's immature faces, but it was no longer the familiar face I was back then.

When I asked, I found out that the children adopted by Yijian Pavilion had all grown up and left here to make a living. Ke Yijian Pavilion is still insisting on adopting orphans, and a new batch of young children have moved here.

When the curator saw me, he was surprised and delighted, and said excitedly: "Miss Qingqiang, are you back?" ”

I smiled and replied, "Yes, Curator, I'm back." ”

"You're back, you don't know, since you left, Zi Wei has been worried all these years, he ......" The curator sighed softly, and asked me again, "Over the years, have you seen Zi Wei?" ”

At the mention of Ziwei, my heart trembled again, and my voice dimmed: "I saw it." ”

"See. Where is he? The curator suddenly smiled and smiled.

I could barely bear to make eye contact with him, my eyes were hot, and I whispered, "He's dead." ”

The curator was instantly struck like thunder, and said distractedly: "Dead? Is he really dead? ”

"No wonder I haven't seen any letters from him in the past year, it turned out to be ......"

Seeing me nodding, the curator suddenly fell to the ground, his face was sad, and after a while, he broke down and cried.

The curator cried and shouted Ziwei's name, and was sad for a long time, and it was not until the afternoon that he came to his senses a little. He brought a yellow wooden box, gently placed it on the desk, and said to me, "This is a worrying thing, you can take a look." ”

The box was opened, and inside was a thick stack of paper, pressed against a slate. The curator looked sad and said, "This was all written by Zi Wei in the year you left. ”

I took the slate and picked it up to see that the word "Qingqiang" was written crookedly on the paper, written vertically, horizontally, and sideways, all over the paper. Further down, open them one by one, and they are still full of the word "Qingqiang".

No, Zi Wei's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the style is beautiful, how can it be so untidy? I asked the curator with a surprised look, "Curator, why is Ziwei's words so strange?" ”

The curator's face sank, "because he was blind when he was writing." The eyes can't see, and naturally it is not well written. ”

"Blind?" As soon as the paper in my hand fell, I exclaimed, "You mean, nine years ago, he was blind in his eyes?" ”

Receiving the curator's affirmative answer, my heart seemed to be hit hard, and the whole person was in a trance as if in the clouds, and muttered: "Then why don't I know?" ”

"When he first became blind, he didn't tell anyone, and I only learned later that in order to treat you, he went to Zhongnan Mountain to find the flavor medicine of the Nine Dead Soul Rejuvenation Grass, but he accidentally fell off the mountain and hit his head, and there was a blood clot in his brain that coagulated, compressing the eye meridians, and his eyes were not very visible at that time. Later, he went to Qi to steal the tribute sea pearl to treat you, and was injured by the Qi warrior with medicinal powder, and his eyes were even worse. He handed these two herbs to Master Huiyuan, and asked Master Huiyuan to refine the antidote for you. He was very happy, but since he went to Zhongnan Mountain and came back, he was very sad, and after a rain, he was completely blind. ”

The past is slowly unveiled in the narration of the curator.

It turned out that the antidote given to me by Ziwu Tuo Sleeve was actually exchanged for a pair of his eyes!

But I, I don't know anything, I just blame him and resent him. How can I do this?

No wonder he didn't even look at me when I broke up with him. It turned out that at that time, his eyes were out of sight.

No wonder he could discern people by the sound of footsteps; No wonder he was able to find his way out of the woods in the night; No wonder the aunt next door in Yunxiu Village wanted to talk about his eyes and stopped talking about ......, as a blind man, he had long been accustomed to the night, accustomed to distinguishing people and things according to sound in a world without color. Why didn't I find out sooner?

With this figured out, I naturally figured out other things as well.

The hut where Yu Wenyong asked me to hide back then was in the Zhongnan Mountain, Zi Wei appeared there, it turned out that he was going to collect medicine for me, in order to find the Nine Dead Soul Rejuvenation Grass, he even fell down from the mountain! He has suffered so much for me and suffered so much, but I still treat him like that!

Before he lost his sight, he ran to Zhongnan Mountain, did he go to find me? Did he want to tell me about the antidote?

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I refused to let go of the slightest suspicion, and asked the curator, "Curator, what day did Zi Wei go to Zhongnan Mountain when he lost his sight?" What day of the month? Tell me! ”

The curator thought about it for a moment and pondered: "It was Ziyue at that time. Well, it's about the ninth day of the first month. By the way, it's the ninth day of the first lunar month. ”

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, it was the day when Yu Wenyong came to me. On that day, he threatened me with the antidote of "lovesickness" and forced me to accept his kiss. Could it be that Zi Wei saw that scene and was stimulated to leave. He thought that if I changed my mind, I would be sad and rained, resulting in complete blindness?

Many past events came to mind at once, and tears poured out of my eyes. I see, I see. How painful should he have been then?

The curator continued, "At that time, he was depressed. I didn't know that he was blind, and I also said that he was sad for his junior sister who was far away in the Qi Kingdom. He drove you away, and I blamed him, thinking that he was in love with his old lover and failed you. Who said, but he didn't want to drag you down, so he deliberately said those words to provoke you to leave him. He said that the person you really love in your heart is not him, and he will only drag you down, so it is better to let you go and let you get real happiness. What a fool he is! ”

"After you left, he practiced calligraphy in the house every day, and when he was done, he told me to burn it. After the burning, he was even more sad. I couldn't bear to see it, so I secretly kept a few stacks, thinking that one day, when you came back and saw this, you could understand his mind. I can't bear to watch him suffer in silence and do so much for one person, but no one knows! The curator was so sad that he couldn't go on.

When I heard the end, my tears were already pouring down my eyes, and my heart was painful. I touched Ziwei and left a piece of yellow paper, looking at the "green rose" on it, tears broke the embankment, wetting the words on it. Heavy thoughts and pain filled my heart, and I grabbed the paper, and finally I couldn't help it, and I cried out loud.

Exegesis:

(1) The title comes from the Song Dynasty Zeng Yuan's "Inscription of the Virtuous Woman's Temple" "After this past, it becomes a sad groan"

(2) From the "Three Character Classic"