Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

The sun has sunk below the western mountains, and a clear mist is slowly spreading from the mountain side and the forest. The www.biquge.info of the pen and the pavilion are surrounded by a lonely and quiet sky, so lonely and quiet that people feel unusually lonely and lonely, and there is really a feeling of walking in the desert moon palace. Walking along the slope to the west, passing by a few brightly lit farmhouses, we came to the small courtyard of the Yuntai Village Council Hall, which is like a small temple. There was a heavy twilight in the courtyard, and someone was waving a sword in the twilight below the cypress trees. With the sound of whirring sword dance, I saw the long sword drawing a series of cold light in the air.

When I saw the highlights, I clapped my hands vigorously. At this time, Beze realized that I was standing on his side and watching him wield his sword. After a few days of acquaintance and getting along, I have become close friends with this PTZ guard named Beze. Sometimes I came alone, sometimes with Ylan, and asked him for advice on swordsmanship. Because in this somewhat feudal and primitive agrarian society, swordsmanship is the foundation of a man's life, in addition to self-defense, but also to show heroism and dancing, as well as courtship and promotion, the use can be described as immeasurable. As the celestial folk song says, "Men must not know swordsmanship, and women must not know singing and dancing." "Of course, I'm not trying to make a name for myself, but if I don't know swordsmanship, I don't look like a man.

When he saw me, he thought I was going to practice my sword, so he handed me the sword and asked me to show him the movements I had learned last time. But I wasn't in the mood for today, so I said, "I'm in a bad mood today, so let's talk." So he took me into the house, lit an oil lamp, and sat cross-legged with me on the bed. Looking at the oil lamp in front of me that shone brightly in the darkness, I honestly recounted the discord between myself and Ylan. When he heard this, he blamed me and said, "Since you have drunk bitter leaf tea, you must not go back." I explained, "I didn't promise her, so why regret it?" He said, "Bitter leaf tea is made of bitter leaf decoction, warm contraception, suitable for aphrodisiac, and must be drunk for men and women to have sex." Women salute this tea to show their love to men, and men drink this tea to show their promise. If you drink this tea and violate it, you will be teasing yourself and insulting others. ”

Then I realized that it was no wonder that Ylan was so angry and resentful of me. But I said, "Ilam is a widow's daughter, and I live with her in the same room as neither husband nor wife, so will I ruin her reputation?" Beze said, "Longhua doesn't know that there is a folk custom of 'men don't weave, women don't plough the fields'." If a man loses his wife, he can invite a woman to keep the house and weave; If a woman is widowed, she can also ask a man to work in the field. The Lord's house can pay for money as well as for body and mind, and this is the law of heaven. Yilan's husband has an unexpected fate, he died early, and now Yilan's weak daughter is alone, living alone, and unable to farm, you should not give up. However, in the world, one is for cultivation and weaving, the other is ****, the love and law are combined, and nature is natural, what harm is there? This surprised me, I was shocked, and even a little puzzled, I didn't want to have such a folk law in the heavenly kingdom with simple folk customs, I really dare not imagine. But when I think about it, I also feel reasonable.

On the way home, I was very confused and uneasy, and I felt that since I became a naturalized citizen, I had to follow the customs of the country. But I feel that I have received a Han education since I was a child, and the Han education regards non-marital cohabitation as illegal, but more importantly, it may be difficult for me to overcome the psychological barriers. After much thought, I felt that I should explain and apologize to the woman, and if the woman still refused to forgive me, then I would take the initiative to show my love to her so that she could be happy. With this in mind, I made up my mind, and prepared myself that I could not let her carry her sorrow through the night no matter what.

When I got back inside, it was late at night. But the light was still on in the woman's room, but the door was tightly closed. I knocked on the door, but there was no echo inside. I looked through the crack in the door, but I saw the woman sitting on the edge of the bed, silently weeping in front of a bronze mirror. I slammed the door hard and shouted, "Sister-in-law, open the door!" But not only did the door not open, but the lights went out. I know she's not going to forgive and forgive me by doing so.

I stood in the dark hall for a long time, and then I went into my room in the dark, and fell to the bed without taking off my clothes, and all night I was disturbed by deep remorse and self-blame, tossing and turning, and unable to sleep at night, until the rooster crowed for the third watch, and I fell asleep in a daze. By the time I opened my eyes, it was already dark. I hurriedly got up, only to see the door of the east wing open, but I didn't see Yilan. I went up to the high slope behind the house and looked around. It was quiet and empty, and the rice on the north side of the Rehe River had been harvested, all threshed, and only to be dried. So where will she go?

When I got back into the house, I found that the little colored basket was gone, and I thought she must have gone out of the house, and when I went into the embroidery room, I saw that the bright and bright dresses were neatly stacked on the edge of the bed, but the white and plain dress was nowhere to be seen. I guessed that she might have gone to her husband's grave. I let out a long sigh of relief, a moment of heavy remorse weighing down in my heart.

I simply made some food for myself, and then I took a reed mat from the barn and spread it on the grass in front of the house, and poured the grain on the mat to dry. Then, sit on the bank of the glacier at the bottom of the grassy slope and look at the scenery opposite in the breeze. On the other side of the river are dense woods, and birds fly in flocks up and down the river. The sun is warm, the grass is fresh, and only the impulses and desires in my heart are rippling with the spring of my thoughts. Perhaps it was the silence that most stimulated the deep secrets of my heart, and I somehow unconsciously remembered the erotic short dream I had yesterday in the field. This dream is always haunting me, as long as my mind is a little free, it will immediately fall in, tempt me, provoke me, make me obsessed, make me impulsive, think about wrong, uneasy, as if it is like an awakening in the depths of my sexual consciousness, let me always think about the secret parts of women, always feel the mature and sexy charm of women. The more I thought about it, the more I felt remorse and remorse for my rejection of the woman that night.

Because I slept too little last night, I felt that my head was heavy and my eyes couldn't be opened by the sun, so I closed my eyes and lay on the grass by the river, quietly breathing in the fresh grass and flowers blown by the breeze. Immediately, it was as if there was a familiar but unfamiliar voice sounding in my consciousness, "Long Hua, where are you?" ”。 That cry was accompanied by mournful crying and sorrow, like a long song when crying, which made people's hearts cry when they listened to it. I know that this is Su Ping thinking about me, thinking about me. I haven't heard from me for so long, she must have thought I was killed. Yes, my beloved girl, I know you must miss me in loneliness and sorrow.

While I was indulging in a slumber of longing and sorrow, the sound of horses' hooves galloped from far and near. I know that this kind of pegasus gallops, either to report the decree of the royal palace or to arrest a prisoner who is on the run. I hurriedly sat up from the grass to see what was going on. I didn't want to, but I saw that the familiar palace guard was galloping straight towards me. When he came to me, he pulled the reins of his horse, went down to the grass, and bowed to me, "The palace guard Uker has been ordered by the king to invite the Han envoy Longhua into the palace. ”

As soon as I heard that I was going to enter the palace, my heart immediately jumped. The last time I entered the palace, I was not only imprisoned, but I was almost not allowed to come back. But the king's decree cannot be violated. So I hurriedly got up and returned the salute, saying, "I wonder what the king has to teach me when he sends me into the palace?" The guard, named Ukir, said, "The guard does not know, but ask the Han envoy to meet the king and ask for himself." "I pretended to be weak, and I said weakly, "The king does not dare to disobey the will, but blames me for being sick and unable to walk. The guards did not budge, but said, "The king has an order, and the Han envoy is very anxious to enter the palace, and the guard does not dare to slack off." Please ask the Han envoy to get on the horse. ”

Obviously, I can't help myself anymore. It was noon, and Yilan was not there, and I was afraid that she would not know where I was when she came back, and she would be anxious. The last time I was escorted into the palace, Ilan stayed up all night and went outside the palace early in the morning to listen for news. I wanted to wait for Ilan to come back before leaving, but the guards urged me to get on my horse quickly. In desperation, I had to use the ashes left over from the firewood to write on the door: I have ridden into the palace. Then, he went into the stable in the forest, took out the jujube red horse of the Yilan family, crossed up, and entered the palace with the guards. Because I had learned to ride a horse with Ylan, I was quite familiar with the temperament of the horse, so when I got on the horse, I patted it on the horse's back, and the horse ran away with joy.