Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

At this time, the sun had risen high and was approaching the middle of the sky, and the princess said, "The concubine went out of the palace without permission today, which is against the norm, and she must return to the palace early." "I took the princess's horse and sent her far away to the bend of the river.www.biquge.info I hugged the princess tightly and kissed her for a while before I helped her on her horse and watched her drift away.

One afternoon a few days later, I couldn't help but feel in love and longing for the princess, so I went to visit her at the palace. Liangchuan is about twenty miles away from the palace, and the sky gets dark before the sun sets when he comes to the palace. I met with the princess and said a few words, and before I knew it, it was already dark. So I kissed the princess goodbye at once, and hurried back. The road from the palace to Taocun is relatively flat, but once you pass Taocun and enter the Qinghe River valley, not only the road is curved, but also the path is remote and silent. Under the sparse and misty starry sky, you can see patches of white snow on the back of the mountain range from time to time. At night, the river valley is cloudy and windy, and the trees are patchy, and on both sides are the rocky river beaches and the mountain beams that are sometimes high and sometimes gentle, and there is not a single family on the whole road. Although I have walked this road many times, it is the first time I have walked alone at night on this road, and I am naturally a little scared.

As soon as I entered a forest, I suddenly heard the frightened cry and flight of pheasants, which caused the whole forest to be alarmed. I panicked, and a cold sweat broke out on my body, and I hurried towards the outside of the forest. But as soon as I got out of the woods, something like a fox jumped up from the grass beside the roadside and rushed past the road in front of me, so frightened that my heart jumped. Walking briskly to the edge of the flat river by the valley river, my heart began to steady.

Love is like a dazzling colored light, reflected in my heart, always filled with a gorgeous and exciting feeling in my heart. In the days when the flowers of love are bright and open, the sun is always so bright, and the spring breeze seems to be much warmer, blowing warmly in the heart, so there is always an eager expectation and waiting in the heart, which makes people can't help but can't stop. For this reason, every **** can't help but go to the palace to see the princess. As if she had a hunch, she carefully dressed herself early and sat down at the table in the Frangipani Garden to wait for me. She always wore a long rose-colored dress, with plain temples, light eyebrows, pink cheeks, solemn and delicate, and sat in front of me without the slightest frivolity or shallowness. I know that this is her noble and dignified nature and conduct, and it is also the most infectious and beautiful demeanor of a woman.

I always come in a hurry to meet the sunset, and leave in a hurry when the night falls, which is very short. We can't use too many words to pour out our hearts, and we can no longer use music to convey our feelings, often just say a few simple and emotional words to each other, or hug each other tightly for a while, leaving a sweet and unforgettable kiss, in order to feel a kind of nourishment and emotion of the opposite sex in her soft whispers and smiling face, and feel the freshness and charm of life.

During this time, love with the princess occupied almost the space of my entire life, and my life became solemn and sacred. Unconsciously, the spring color gradually brightened up in the warm day. Especially after a few days of drizzle, the sun comes out of the clouds, clear as a wash, and the red flowers and green grass all over the ground will come in the warm atmosphere, dyed red and green, more clear and fresh. Due to the rain, the river swelled for several days, and it continued to flow downstream with the spring news and spring mood from the upstream. It rained for several days, and I could not enter the palace to visit the princess, and my thoughts and expectations for the princess became more and more urgent. On this day, when the rain had stopped, and the road was still muddy, I hurried to the palace, as if some great tidings awaited me. However, on the way back at night, a very unexpected incident almost killed me.

At that time, I had just descended from the road of Motocun to the valley of the Qinghe River, a tributary of the Ice Age, and walked back along the path between the valleys. I don't know how many times I've walked this path, and I can almost walk forward in the dark. Because I still have the princess's kiss on my lips, the fresh and slightly minty smell is still warm in my heart, and my mind is full of memories and fantasies about the scene when I met the princess. Before I knew it, I was on a small bridge. The bridge is made of some wooden planks laid on several iron chains, and there are no guards on either side, so it is a little shaky to walk on, but it is very safe. So, I strode towards the bridge. When I reached the middle of the bridge, a rope suddenly broke under my feet, and the bridge deck began to collapse, and I was startled and jumped off the bridge in a hurry. Otherwise, the collapsed planks and blocks will fall on my body.

Some of the water in the river flowed down from the ice peaks and snow-capped mountains, and some of it was brought into the river by the rain from upstream, and the temperature in the spring was still very cold, so the cold and bone-chilling water of the river soon soaked through my clothes, like ten thousand thin needles piercing my whole body, which made me feel unbearable pain. I swam as hard as I could towards the river. The river is not wide, and it swims to the shore in a few strokes. When I went up to the shore and the wind blew, my body felt more and more cold, and my whole body trembled violently like a pendulum. I shrunk back, gritted my teeth, and kept running forward. In order not to freeze my body, I ran and ran, and kept running, never feeling that the road in front of me was so long and far away.

When I got back to the door, I slammed the door open, rushed into the house, and without bothering to light the lamp, I took off my shirt and trousers, entered the bed, and wrapped myself tightly. As my body warmed up, I felt more comfortable and fell asleep quickly. In the second half of the night, I somehow woke up, sometimes hot, sometimes shivering, and I was shocked, and immediately felt bad. I touched my forehead, it was frighteningly hot. I knew I was having a high fever. Since I couldn't sleep, I couldn't help but think about the scene of falling from the bridge into the river, thinking what was wrong with the bridge, how could it collapse so easily at night, when I passed by in the afternoon? Maybe it's the rain or the old age that rusts the ropes.

The next morning, when the scholar saw that I was ill like this, he asked me to recuperate in the house, and invited Lang Zhong to diagnose and prescribe medicine for me. Around noon, the news of the collapse of the small bridge spread in the school village. I was afraid that this would make others laugh, so I deliberately pretended not to know. It wasn't until three days later, when I was able to get to the edge of the bridge, that I found that only two empty iron cables were left in the middle of the collapsed bridge, and the river was calm again. I could walk slowly to the edge of the bridge and inspect it carefully. To my surprise, I found that the two iron cables in the bridge showed signs of being broken, and the broken iron cables had broken ends at both ends. Obviously, someone sawed off the iron cable, and then connected the sawn iron cable with a rotten rope, so that when someone crossed the bridge, the bridge body collapsed, and the bridge was destroyed and people were injured. I wondered at first, and then I wondered: Could this be someone trying to harm me?

Ever since I fell from the bridge into the river that night, I sensed that the Lieutenant was trying to murder me again. Perhaps it was my recent old visit to the palace that made him suspicious, and thought that I was plotting against him again. Then I became wary and sensitive, and felt that the Lieutenant was peering and watching me from some dark place behind me. In order not to alert the murderer, I deliberately pretended to be unaware of the matter, and I did not tell anyone about the incident and the break, but I never went to the palace again. Originally, I had made an appointment with the princess to go to the palace the next evening to tell her the story of "Liang Zhu", but I did not get up for several days because of the fever.

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