Seventy-one will be married

In the prefect's back house, there was a lot of joy up and down, and everyone knew that Zhang Qingqing was going to get married in three days, and he was going to marry Zhou Yuanhong, a general in Fuzhou. Because of the happy event, the house is not the same as usual, the yard has begun to be lit up, the red word of happiness is visible, the face of the lady is full of smiles, and the hands and feet are a lot more brisk and neat.

Zhang Qingqing has lived in a simple house these days, it is said that he is in a hurry to embroider the dowry, and everyone knows that the bride is shy, so it is not strange not to see Zhang Qingqing. The prefect married a daughter, and she was the only daughter, which must be very grand. The mother-in-law also muttered that Zhang Qingqing married too quickly, which was a little hasty, but she just hid in the dark and said secretly, and she still looked happy on her face, and praised Miss for being blessed.

Knowing the news that she was going to get married, Zhang Qingqing has always been indifferent, since she has decided to obey her father's arrangement, it doesn't matter if she marries early or late, it doesn't matter who she marries, her heart is hot once, and there will be no more such a situation. Her boudoir was full of bright red, the overwhelming red seemed to overwhelm her, so that she could not breathe at all, this red, instead of making her feel festive, made her feel extremely cold. She sat upright at her desk, opened the "Diamond Sutra" that had been turned over countless times on the table, and recited in a low voice:

"Subodhi! If someone holds the Seven Jewels of the World with immeasurable monks, and if there are good men and women who develop bodhicitta and hold this sutra or even the four verses, they are recited and spoken to others, and their blessings are greater than those of others. What is a speech for a person, not taken from the appearance, such as not moving. Why? Everything has a way of doing things, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such. ”

With a pious face, her eyes closed, her hands folded, and she prayed in her heart: I am merciful, may I bear all my sins alone, and only wish him to be happy every day and have peace of mind every year.

She silently recited the Buddhist scriptures for a while, and felt better in her heart, so she stood up and walked to the window, pushed open the window and looked out. She knows that the world outside is very vast, but she will be confined to this inch of land in the future, and her grief is greater than the death of her heart, her heart has long been ruined, and she no longer has a little enthusiasm.

The time of the day passed quickly, Jin came in several times to see Zhang Qingqing, saw her low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, although there was no previous activity, but there was no sign of resistance, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and comforted my daughter in her ear for a long time, saying nothing more than "glory and wealth are not exhausted" and something like that, Zhang Qingqing was annoyed, but just recited the Buddhist scriptures in his heart, and there was no sign of impatience on his face, #氏心里踏实了不少, so he was busy doing other things, and when he went out, he instructed the little girl to guard the door firmly, Be sure to inform yourself in time if anything happens.

Night fell, a semi-circular moon rose into the sky, the earth seemed to be shrouded in green yarn, Zhang Qingqing stood in front of the window, watching the moon exude a bright light, and suddenly couldn't help but think: What is he doing now?

He may be reciting poetry and books, he may be practicing martial arts under the moon, he may be in a daze at the moon, will he also drink in a big gulp?

Is he okay?

As soon as she thought of him, her mind was not under her control, and the meeting between the two, his laughter, his free and easy, and his every move surged into Zhang Qingqing's mind like a tide. She can deceive others, but she can't deceive herself, that is the most hidden past in her heart, a person, even if she is white-headed, this memory will be so vivid, it is the most beautiful thing she can not forget in her life.

Will he come to see her? Since that day came, it was as if he had disappeared from this world, and there was no news of him, no news of him. For several nights, she slept in a daze as if she heard a voice outside, and when she rushed to the window with her sleepy eyes and hair scattered and opened the window, there was only the sound of wind outside, but it was empty, and then she could no longer close her eyes, and after a long night, she began to sit withered, reciting Buddhist scriptures over and over again in her heart.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't come, but if he comes, will he see it or not? Even if they meet, all their fates have been arranged, all their futures have been decided, what will he and her have besides pain?

It's better to forget about each other, although she is willing to be in each other's arms, but she doesn't even have such a choice, only two by two.

But she could not forget, and the pain seeped into her flesh and bones, and made her haggard.

Will he come to see her again before she gets married?

The night breeze blew gently, and Zhang Qingqing finally closed the window hopelessly, turning off the breeze and moon outside, leaving only a room full of darkness.

But what Zhang Qingqing didn't know was that there were several pairs of eyes outside who had been staring at her. Zhang Hansheng has given an order to let the messenger firmly guard Zhang Qingqing's room, once someone approaches his daughter's room, he must catch this person, leave a live mouth if he can keep a live mouth, and leave a corpse if he can't leave a live mouth, if he can capture this person alive, he will be rewarded with five hundred taels of silver, and if he kills this person, he will be rewarded with three hundred taels of silver. He hated Wang Zhiyang to the core, this damn thief, actually bewitched his daughter, let his always well-behaved daughter run away from home, and almost ruined his big thing, if he could catch Wang Zhiyang, he would definitely let him be tortured, life is better than death. He was sure that the thief would not give up, and would haunt his daughter before she got married.

It was late at night, silent, and the moon seemed to be a little sleepy, burrowing into the clouds and disappearing, except for a few stars twinkling in the sky. The guards here have changed again, and they are firmly staring at the prefect's back house, ready to arrest people as soon as there is a disturbance.

Three days will soon pass, there is nothing abnormal in these three days, no matter how dark the night, no one is haunted here, Zhang Hansheng, who got the news, wondered, he was also very surprised in his heart, according to Zhu Keyong's analysis, this Wang Zhiyang will definitely come again, how can this thief prisoner be so calm, and there is no trace of it. After tonight, Qingqing is going to marry Fuzhou, and her own affairs will be half done, but she can't catch this ocean, and she really has nowhere to vent her anger.

Tonight, it's up to tonight.

In the evening, Zhang Qingqing was surrounded by people trying on the wedding dress, and five or six people next to her put the clothes on her, and the clothes tied her firmly like a rope. Tomorrow, she will marry Fuzhou, she wants to see Wang Zhiyang again, but does she have a chance? In the fiddling of everyone, Zhang Qingqing was bored, she twisted her face out of the window and watched the sunset hanging in the sky outside.

Suddenly, she couldn't help but be stunned, in the west, in the middle of the sky, there was an eagle flying, this eagle spread its wings high and soared, waved its wings for a while, put its beak for a while, and made many movements in the air, not at all like the usual eagle flew by, blinked, she looked carefully, it turned out that this was actually the shape of a kite, but the thin line in the sunset could not be seen at all, only the eagle flew freely and freely. Zhang Qingqing's hand couldn't help but grab her clothes, she knew this kite, Wang Zhiyang once took her to release this kite, at that time he said that he hoped she could spread her wings like an eagle and fly in the sky and enjoy her free life.

Suddenly, as if it had been cut from below, the eagle flew straight into the sky, getting smaller and smaller, and gradually becoming invisible.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she knew that she had finally lost him.