Chapter 2: In the Wooden Box
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It's getting late. Nangong Qiu, www.biquge.info pen "Fun" pavilion, was still sitting in the courtyard. Spring is in full swing, full of grass and flowers. She was waiting for the sun to go down and the moon to come up. Last night there was no moon. Tonight there should be a golden crescent, crooked, like the phoenix on the head of the golden hairpin of her county lord, like a jade tooth comb, like a ......
The flying star guqin in front of him has not sounded for a long time. After Ruo Xiao left, she didn't bother to play the piano. No one plays better than her husband. If he is not there, this piano has no soulmate, and he will simply be silent and lonely.
Hong Jiang walked to his side. "Qiu'er, dinner is ready. Let's go back to the house. β
Nangong Qiu smiled. Hong Jiang looked at the smile and felt that he didn't need the moon.
"I'm not hungry yet. Come and sit with me for a while. Just sit quietly and smell the flowers. Don't think about anything. β
"The Son of Heaven has arrivedβ" A long, high-pitched call from the eunuch came from the door of the mansion.
The two were taken aback. "Your Majesty?"
Zhu Yunwen, accompanied by Fang Xiaoru, came to the Dongchang Marquis Mansion, and under the guidance of Husheng, he walked through the front yard and came to the poolside corridor. At the end of the corridor, Nangong Qiu was kneeling and waiting under the long pavilion, and when he saw the Son of Heaven and Mr. Fang, he carefully bowed his head deeply. Hong Jiang has gone into hiding. He didn't know what the Son of Heaven was here, he only knew that it was not appropriate for the Son of Heaven to see him, so he slipped away.
Nangong Qiu said respectfully: "I don't know that the saint has arrived, I can only meet here, and the crime deserves death." β
Fang Xiaoru recalled that when she saw Nangong Qiu for the first time on the Yuhua Terrace, she was full of emotion when she gave her hand to herself.
Zhu Yunwen hurriedly said: "Madame, hurry up, don't be polite." When I came to the house, I wanted to tell my wife something. Madame, please be seated first. β
The maid helped Nangong Qiu sit down. Nangong Qiu looked at the expressions of the Son of Heaven and Mr. Fang, and did not speak.
Zhu Yunwen looked at Fang Xiaoru hesitantly, not knowing how to speak. Seeing this, Fang Xiaoru first said:
"Madam Shen, Your Majesty received a battle report from the front line today, our army was ambushed by King Yan in the Huai River and suffered a crushing defeat, and there is another-" He hesitated for a moment, "There is also news from the Marquis of Dongchang. β
He said no more. The rest must be said by the Son of Heaven.
Nangong Qiu looked at the two quietly, didn't speak, just waited. Her hands and feet were cold.
Zhu Yunwen's face turned pale, and he said softly: "Madam, the army was defeated, and General Shen fell into the siege of the Yan army single-handedly, and his horse was captured. Yanwang ...... The king of Yan will be few ......"
He couldn't go on, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead. Nangong Qiu still didn't move, staring at the two of them with wide eyes, without blinking.
Zhu Yunwen wiped the cold sweat on his head: "King Yan will be few...... King Yan - Mr. Fang, "The Son of Heaven looked at Fang Xiaoru for help.
Fang Xiaoru sighed and said sadly: "General Shen reported with the herald that King Yan was right in front of him, and he personally executed General Shen and let him go back to the capital to report the news. β
"Execution?" Nangong Qiu repeated in a low voice.
Fang Xiaoru nodded hesitantly, "Yes, execute." He paused, then added:
"The corpse is now in the hands of Yan Jun, and King Yan refuses to return it. General Shen sacrificed his life for the country, and he was loyal to his blood, and the sky learned from it. His Majesty thanked the Marquis of Dongchang for his bravery and pursued Wuzhen. I wanted to chase after the seal to support my wife, but I couldn't bear to violate the last wish of the Marquis of Dongchang. The Son of Heaven came to the house to tell him, and asked his wife to mourn and take care of her body. β
He stopped, a little confused and embarrassed for a moment. Nangong Qiu still just sat there quietly, unresponsive and expressionless, as if she hadn't heard anything, as if everything had nothing to do with her. Fang Xiaoru didn't know if she didn't feel it, she was ruthless to this point, or if she was in another situation, and she didn't know what to do for a while.
Husheng was on the side, and he couldn't hold back his tears, but seeing that Nangong Qiu didn't move at this moment, he pulled her sleeve and asked:
"Ma'am?"
Nangong Qiu was taken aback, came back to his senses, glanced at Fang Xiaoru, and then looked at the Son of Heaven. The two men were taken aback; That face was bloodless, as white as a female ghost, but it still had no expression.
Nangong Qiu opened his mouth gently, still respectful and polite: "Thank you, concubine, Your Majesty, for your concern, and thank you Mr. Fang for telling me." β
Zhu Yunwen got up, looked at her in horror, and said, "Madame, let's go back to the room early to rest." I and Mr. Fang will take their leave. Madame, if you need anything, just ask me. β
Nangong Qiu slowly stood up, bowed his head and bowed his blessing:
"Your Majesty is worried. Your Majesty walks slowly; Mr. Fang walked slowly. The concubine will not be sent. β
Zhu Yunwen was shocked, and together with the confused Fang Xiaoru, after saying a few more words to take care, he turned around and left.
Before they could leave the corridor, suddenly the frightened shouts of Husheng and the maid came from behind them:
"Ma'am?!"
The Son of Heaven and Mr. Fang couldn't help but stop and looked at each other, both seeing the same horror in each other's eyes.
"Ma'am? Madam! β" The cry continued.
Zhu Yunwen turned around and ran down the same way as the crying voice. Fang Xiaoru hurriedly followed.
The Son of Heaven ran back to the Long Pavilion, but saw Nangong Qiu lying on the ground. Husheng and the maid were kneeling, holding Nangong Qiu's head at the same time. Nangong Qiu's eyes were closed, he was already unconscious, his face, neck, and lips were the same color as the green bricks, but a big hole was punched out of the corner of his forehead, and red blood flowed out of the hole and dripped down his cheeks.
Hong Jiang did not go far, only hid nearby, and listened to the conversations in the long pavilion. Hearing the cry at this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out and rushed to Nangong Qiu's side and helped her up.
"Qiu'er?! Qiu'er?! β
Nangong Qiu was unconscious. Hong Jiang's heart was so anxious that tears rolled down all of a sudden.
"Qiu'er, why are you so strong, why are you so stupid?"
Fang Xiaoru stood aside, shocked by Nangong Qiu's fierceness on the one hand, and confused and dissatisfied with Hong Jiang's words and deeds on the other.
Who is this? How can you be so concerned and intimate with someone else's wife?
Hong Jiang raised his head, but glanced at the two monarchs and ministers beside him resentfully, and roared:
"Enough, right? Are you content now? You snatched Ruo Liao away from King Yan and forced him to work hard for this court, and now you killed him and forced his wife to death, what a good court, the son of heaven! β
Zhu Yunwen trembled with fright, and his face was like a ghost like Nangong Qiu on the ground. Fang Xiaoru was also trembling, but because of anger. He said angrily:
"Who are you?"
Hong Jiang said: "I am his friend, a real friend of his, in this capital!" I'm not you hypocritical courtiers, I really care about him! How did you ever care whether he lived or died? Now it's a pretense to come and pretend. β
Fang Xiaoru couldn't help but reprimand angrily: "Talking nonsense, it's a big rebellion!" General Shen and his wife are so well aware of righteousness and loyal to the festival of death, how can there be a friend like you! β
Hong Jiang stood up and held the glacier sword at his waist.
"Get out of here right now! You rotten Confucian, who is full of benevolence and morality, and has no good intentions! β
Fang Xiaoru was furious, but because of his natural cultivation, he had never encountered this kind of confrontation in his life, and when he encountered it at this moment, he didn't know how to answer - Mr. Fang would never learn to scold after all. His face was pale and he trembled with anger, but he had no choice but to pull up the Son of Heaven and leave.
"Your Majesty, please leave quickly with your ministers, and don't listen to this traitor's foul words again."
Hong Jiang's eyes widened angrily, and he was about to explode: "Foul words? If you have ruined your family, I have already tolerated you to the extreme! If you don't go quickly, don't blame me for being rude! β
Fang Xiaoru said sharply: "Traitor, where else can you be rude?" The Son of Heaven is here, but you have a weapon in your hand, do you want to kill the king? β
Hong Jiang is the master of this set, and he pulled out the glacier and shouted: "What if I kill this coward!" The world should have been King Yan! β
Zhu Yunwen was so frightened that he stumbled under his feet and was about to fall. Fang Xiaoru was finally scared this time; Hong Jiang is soft and hard, unscrupulous, and he has no martial arts, so he can't really take this risk and let the Son of Heaven continue to be under the blade. He kept saying on the one hand, "Traitor! Traitor! How can there be a friend like you......" While holding the Son of Heaven, he quickly escaped from the corridor and ran out of the Dongchang Marquis Mansion.
Hong Jiang carried Nangong Qiu back to the bedroom, put him on the bed, and ordered the maid next to him to bring warm water and spirits. He carefully cleaned and bandaged the wound on Nangong Qiu's forehead. Qiu'er gradually woke up, and when she saw him, before she could speak, two huge tears rolled down from a pair of extremely desperate eyes.
Hong Jiang was distressed and fed her a mouthful of spirits. Nangong Qiu coughed violently, and his cheeks finally regained a slight blood.
"Qiu'er, don't think about anything, sleep in peace. We're all here with you. β
Nangong Qiu stretched out his hand and groped beside the pillow.
"Qiu'er? What are you looking for? β
Nangong Qiu didn't answer, groped for a long time, and found a wooden box. Before Shen Ruoyu left, the wooden box that was given to her. It's been a year; She once secretly rejoiced that she hadn't opened it for a year, and hoped that she would never have the chance to open it again.
Her hands trembled violently, and it took her half a day to finally open the box. There were two letters, and one other thing, wrapped in a silk handkerchief. She unfastened her handkerchief, and a jade pendant rolled out. The fine white jade pendant, white and flawless, carved into the shape of a jade rabbit, obediently lying on a full moon, small and exquisite, lifelike.
She looked at the jade pendant in horror, let out a terrible wail, and tears fell like a river. Hong Jiang reached out to grab the wooden box, but she immediately protected it with all her might, preventing him from moving.
"Qiu'er! You need to rest! You can't look at this stuff right now! β
Nangong Qiu shook his head persistently, pushed his hand away, took out the two letters in the box, and opened the top one.
"Qiu'er and my wife: I bequeathed the Son of Heaven, and all the chariots, horses, and property of the family house were returned to the household department along with the servants. And has entrusted you to Hong Jiang, he has a deep affection, and will love you more than me. The land of the capital should not stay for a long time. Qing Zi left Yingtian with Hongjiang and returned to Wuling to live with your uncle in the world, and since then he has stayed with him and lived a peaceful life. If you have to be a two-year partner with Qing, you will have no regrets in this life. β
The other letter is a letter of resignation, stating that from now on, Shen Ruoyu Nangong Qiu is no longer husband and wife, and from now on, he will break off his righteousness and have nothing to do with it. Nangong Qiu is a wife, and there is no fault in the slightest. After separation, they can remarry on their own.
"Ruo Xiao," Nangong Qiu muttered this sentence, and fainted again.
Hong Jiang read the two letters, and his heart was so confused that he had to take it back into the box with the jade pendant and put it in his arms.