Author's note: The timeline of this article is higher than the master's text, and the fate of the characters in the background is purely the author's personal speculation, although he tries his best to get close to the details of the original text, but after all, he has not been able to catch it, and the author himself does not understand the details of the official life of the Ming Dynasty at all, please be sure to laugh when you see the bug.

The focus of this article is on Su Xue's fate. The female frequency smells heavy, and the exaggeration is close to fantasy, so be cautious. I have always understood Su Xue as a good woman, but unfortunately a good woman may not have a good fate. Now I just write my own understanding, if I don't like it, just close the window silently, thank you.

Finally, if the master can see this, he silently asks the master to make up for the book review of "The Turning Point of History" in the public version...... I was divided into two floors at the time, but I was cut in half in the public version, and I felt very painful. Thank you so much......

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First, spring is coming again

Longqing five years of spring. The weeping willows seemed to melt into the morning mist, rippling with some vague green, hazy like smoke, and gradually clear as the rising sun, with a damp light golden luster.

The sun is getting higher, and the sun gently caresses the somewhat old silhouette of the city of Suzhou, where the city stands silently, without ornamentation but with its own charm.

This was Zhang Fu's initial impression of Suzhou City.

He jumped off his horse and led him into the city. There is no poll tax in Suzhou for a long time, and only a very low commercial tax is levied on goods. He was alone, leading only a horse, and was not hindered at the gates. Chengmen Ding also smiled and said to him: "This guest, if it is the first time to come to Suzhou, the flow of people in Suzhou is dense, ordinary people are forbidden to ride horses across the street, it is not easy to lead horses, it is better to exist in Shunda stables, and the city gate is not far away!" ”

Zhang Fu smiled and thanked him.

He was still a little vague about the situation in Suzhou. He was born and raised in Shanghai, and he visited with his family more than 10 years ago when he was a teenager. Although Suzhou and Shanghai are very close, since entering the Shanghai Yamen, there are many affairs, and Suzhou, which is close at hand, has never had time to revisit.

There are not a few steps into the city, and it is the Shunda stable that the city gate Ding said. According to the different prices of forage, there are three levels, and the guy is extremely polite and polite, and the mood of the people is better. Next to the stable was the rickshaw business, and a few big men who seemed to be loyal and honest were waiting for the business, and at a glance they knew that they were the people of the northwest, chatting in dialects. He declined the rickshaw business offer, and the people were not depressed, and continued to talk with a smile, obviously not in a hurry to eat and wear.

Zhang Fu strolls along the city's boulevard. The soft language of Wu Nong in the ear is mixed with official dialect, sometimes with a few sentences of Western language, all kinds of people do their own but are not chaotic, lively, neat, prosperous, and orderly.

Zhang Fu secretly sighed in his heart that Shanghai has abolished commercial taxes in recent years, and there is a trend of replacing Suzhou as the first cargo distribution center, but Suzhou is indeed the largest city in the southeast, and no one can replace it.

He randomly picked an early stall and sat down, ordered a wonton soup fried buns, the wontons are boiled in chicken broth, ordered green green onions, the wonton skin is as thin as cicada wings, floating in the soup to reveal the color of dried shrimp, green vegetables and pork, fried raw and tender on the top and charred at the bottom, the fresh flavor is in one place, which makes people appetize.

Zhang Fu seemed to be methodical, but in fact he filled his stomach very quickly, and the whole person regained from the exhaustion of the rush and the slightly cool spring cold, and remembered the explanation of the county magistrate.

Shen Jing, the county commander of Shanghai, was the cousin of the old Shen Mo of the Imperial Court.

It is said that a person like Shen Jing can be regarded as a capable official, and the national income of Shanghai under his rule has been repeated several times, and his relatives are powerful, so he should have been promoted a long time ago. However, this uncle was determined to hold on to Shanghai and not let go, and was re-elected as the county commander for eight years, until Shanghai was opened by the county, and finally promoted from the county order to the mansion, and the result was still one acre and three points of land in Shen Jing. Shen Jing and his colorful wife group have long become a new anecdote on the streets of Shanghai, even if it is a giant crocodile in Shanxi and a big man in Beijing, he has to go to Shen Jing to worship the mountain first when he arrives in Shanghai.

As Shen Jing's right-hand man, as a county governor of a fast-growing city - the current mansion, Zhang Fu has been busy in recent years. Until this time, Shen Jingshen mysteriously gave him a task.

Shanghai has become a place where guests from all over the world meet, and it is inevitable that Lord Shen Jing will engage in some cultural and entertainment activities to enrich the cultural life of the citizens - economic civilization and spiritual civilization should be grasped with both hands, and both hands should be firm. This year, there have been a lot of good things inside and outside the court, and Shanghai's annual world art competition is even more special. This world art is a gathering of the world's kabuki dancers, on the same stage of the event, Suzhou as a silk bamboo playing and singing hot powder place, every year there are a lot of prostitutes invited. This kind of thing has always had to be done by a small official, but this time he asked Zhang Fu to go out in person, just for one person-

He thought that Lord Fuzun's conscience found out and let him go to Suzhou for a two-day vacation, but it wasn't until Lord Fuzun said that name in his ear that he realized that the smiling tiger is the smiling tiger, and if he doesn't squeeze out the surplus value of people, he will never give up.

"Su Xue."

Su Xue is also a thunderous figure in Suzhou. This woman is both talented and beautiful, especially in the piano road is very profound, was the first brand of the Suzhou generation, disappeared a few years after the name of the old pianist of Yuwangfu to wash the past, returned to Suzhou, determined not to marry, lived in a simple place, and ran a women's piano school. Of course, there were a lot of door-to-door harassments at first, but gradually they disappeared, but her piano school became famous and her students were endless.

Zhang Fu is Shen Jing's confidant, so he is naturally very clear about the details. Su Xue is beautiful and talented, and the extinction of those who come to harass her is naturally not because of the conscience of those people, but the result of the care of the bigwigs in Shanghai and Suzhou.

And the care of the bigwigs in Shanghai and Suzhou has a key figure behind it.

At the beginning, Zhang Fu also guessed that Su Xue was Shen Jing's Xiaomi, but as a result, Shen Jing directly snorted and said: "If it were mine, I would have married the door a long time ago!" ”

Think about it too.

After a long time, Zhang Fu realized that the person who covered Su Xue was that person-

Fighter among the big guys, silent.

If you talk about silence, everyone in the entire Ming Dynasty knows it. In fact, another pavilion elder Zhang Juzheng is also a young prodigy, and he was appointed as Zaifu before he knew the Mandate of Heaven, and his career can be regarded as a spring breeze, but compared with another Zaifu, it can only be said that he ...... A mountain is still a mountain high, and people are more popular than people.

Classmate Shen Mo, one of the only two six elements in the Ming Dynasty, that is the legendary Wenqu Star descending to earth! Wen is the mainstay of the "Xinxue" school, Wu can calm the Japanese and suppress the mountain bandits, humanity is silent, and everything can be done. Finally, at the age of twenty-eight, he became one of the witnesses of the emperor's edict, and when he was old, he entered the cabinet with Zhang Juzheng, and concurrently served as the prince and young master, and he was the master of two generations of emperors. The miracle of the Ming Dynasty, known as the "Wonder Boy"!

Therefore, in order to be grand this time, Su Xue was specially invited to perform in the finale, and in order to show solemnity, Zhang Fu was specially asked to come to the door.

"That kid let me see how she's doing with my own eyes......" Shen Jing touched his mouth and smiled evilly, "I'm tired of my brother running this trip!" ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Fu sighed silently, wiped his mouth to pay the bill, and walked slowly towards the south of Suzhou.

Humanity stole half a day of leisure, and Zhang Fu was not in a hurry at all, and walked all the way. The sound of the street scene, the red dust is vivid, and the good weather is catching up, which makes people feel warm and happy. But Suzhou City is really not too big, and after walking for more than an hour, it is still there.

Turning around, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away. In the shade of weeping willows, a small courtyard with a single door is hidden here, and the face of the door is not surprising at all. You can faintly hear the sound of the piano occasionally, elegant and quiet, as if a world has changed.

Zhang Fu had already known the map by heart, but he didn't know that he had reached the ground. Tidy up your clothes and raise your hand to knock on the door.

"Who?" There was a little girl's voice, crisp and happy.

Zhang Fu replied loudly: "Shanghai Zhang Fu, I ask to see everyone Su on the order of Lord Shen Jing Shen!" ”

There was a "squeak" and the door opened. The little girl combed her bun, looked less than ten years old, and said with a smile: "Auntie received a letter from Lord Shen a few days ago, the piano school is not in class today, and my aunt is waiting for you in the side courtyard." As he spoke, he pointed the way, "You can see your aunt when you go over." As he spoke, he jumped up and down, and went to himself.

Zhang Fu touched his nose and smiled bitterly, thinking about it, he had no choice but to follow the path pointed by the girl. Along the way, you can hear beautiful music and be intoxicating. He was a fellow jinshi in the Jiajing period, and he also learned some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and heard that it was a song "Yangguan Three Stacks", and he admired it a little in his heart, and said that this Su family is really worthy of a good reputation.

The outside of this courtyard looks small, but the inside is quite wide, turning a long corridor, and the eyes are suddenly open.

The pavilions are like that, the mountains and rocks are scattered, elegant and elegant, and the flowers and trees are fragrant. A few trees planted in this yard are mostly pear trees, and peonies are planted under the trees, all of which are in the right season, pink and white, and a good side yard.

Zhang Fu listened attentively, and the sound of the piano seemed to be farther away in the backyard, so he couldn't help but hesitate. Isn't it here? I once again complained about the unruly little girl ring in the front yard who led the way.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Fu saw that there seemed to be someone under the tree, and when he looked at it, there was indeed a person standing in the shadow of the flower bush, and he didn't pay attention at first because he was wearing white clothes. Motionless with her back to this, she can vaguely see her back slender, holding her hair in a bun, she should be a woman.

Zhang Fu immediately got off the corridor, took a few steps closer in that direction, and said at the same time: "May I ask this girl, Zhang Fu in Shanghai was ordered to visit the Su family, I don't know where the Su family is?" ”

When the woman did not move, her figure was quiet, as if she had melted into the garden; Hearing Zhang Fu's call, he turned around as if he had suddenly woken up. Zhang Fu walked closer and saw it clearly. The woman was dressed in a green gauze and white dress, and her hair was tied in a jade hairpin very casually, and her movements were light and elegant. She turned to look at Zhang Fu, smiled slightly, and said, "Concubine Su Xue, Lord Zhang is invited." ”

Zhang Fu's heart seemed to be slammed. When this woman is not moving, it seems to be a scene in the painting, and when she moves and speaks, she knows the flower tree pavilion, but this woman is a foil! After all, he was well-informed, came back to his senses, and said politely: "I've seen the Su family." ”

Su Xue smiled, and Shi Shiran walked out of the flowers, almost like the charm of pear blossoms. She stretched out her hand and said, "If you miss the distance, Lord Zhang, please." ”

Zhang Fu followed Su Xue into the side courtyard hall. The sound of the piano was still loud, Zhang Fu listened slightly, and Su Xue smiled and said: "Practicing the piano under the backyard door disturbs the guests to listen." ”

It turned out that the song "Yangguan Three Stacks", which made me quite fond of it, was just under Su Xuemen!

Zhang Fu was really shocked at this time, and his tone was a little more respectful: "The disciple is already a wonderful piano, and he can think of his teacher." ”

Su Xue was not surprised, nor was she too modest, but said lightly: "Lord Zhang praised it falsely." As he spoke, he brought a delicate little pot from the stove in the corner of the house, and wanted to make tea himself.

Zhang Fu immediately got up and said, "Don't dare to be!" ”

Su Xue smiled: "Distinguished guests, please take a seat." I don't know when the distinguished guests will come, and the tea will boil early, and it will only be a casual brew, which is not a bother. Tea is nothing more than for people to drink, just like the piano is only for guests to listen to, why should it not be? ”

Zhang Fu sat down and saw that Su Xuehao's wrist was like snow, and his expression was focused. After a careful look, he found that Su Xue was indeed no longer young. Although her appearance is still in her twenties, her eyes are calm, and her demeanor seems to be above her age.

Zhang Fu naturally knew that the woman in front of him was just thirty years old this year.

Su Xue raised her hand concentratingly, washed the tea and brewed it again, the actions were not very gorgeous and ingenious, but it was natural, complicated and simple. Su Xue served the tea to the guests, brought a cup of it herself, sat down and said: "Although it was before the rain last year, there are still some things to taste, please be a guest." ”

Zhang Fu took the tea and sipped it slowly. The tea soup is clear and bright, the aroma is like an orchid, and it seems to be more condensed and astringent than the new tea, but it is tactful and fragrant, and it has more charm.

Su Xue: "The water is a little older, so I mix it with old tea." ”

Zhang Fu: "Su family's wonderful hands, just this cup of tea, it is worth the trip." ”

Su Xue: "Lord Zhang laughed. The concubine looked at Lord Shen's letter, and she was vague about the meaning of Lord Zhang's trip, and she didn't know ...... Lord Zhang."

Zhang Fu put down the teacup and said, "Do you know Shanghai's 'world art competition'?" ”

Su Xue nodded: "The annual event, the concubine has heard of it a little. ”

Zhang Fu said: "Lord Shen intends to invite everyone to attend the World Art Competition. Seeing that Su Xue's expression did not move, he said, "Su naturally doesn't have to go down to compete, just as a guest, you can show your piano skills in the finale." Lord Shen was worried that this request would cause everyone to misunderstand, so he specially ordered him to come down to explain, first, there is no need to compete with the tricksters, and second, if everyone is reluctant at all, it doesn't hurt to refuse. ”

Su Xue groaned and laughed: "Lord Shen is really well-intentioned. Mr. Zhang, there are good and bad teas, but they are used to drink; The piano may be high and low, but it is used to listen, how dare the concubine cherish herself. Closing the door to thank guests is just a lone woman's self-preservation, and she is very fortunate to be able to attend such a grand event in her lifetime. ”

Zhang Fu was overjoyed, not wanting Su Xue to have a trace of the loftiness and arrogance of the legend outside, so he got up and said, "I feel gracious." ”

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the spring twilight flowers are flying, and the eyes are red and confused.

Zhang Fu got up early and rushed to the yamen. Shen Jing sat behind the desk, and the official documents in front of him were piled up a foot high as usual.

Zhang Fu nodded and said, "Morning, adult." But he was uncomfortable with Shen Jing's hot gaze, and smiled awkwardly, "When will the adults be good at this......

Shen Jing snorted, looked up and down a few times in an obviously contrived manner, and smiled evilly: "Junshi is really tidy!" ”

Zhang Fu was embarrassed: "Lord Shen, don't make fun of it!" ”

The two of them are like mirrors, they will be fighting in the afternoon, and Su Xue will come in the morning.

Shen Jing smiled, and suddenly said with a straight face: "Junshi, I know that you have delayed for so many years, and your vision is also high, but this woman is ......"

Zhang Fu said solemnly: "Even if it is Shen Ge Lao, the Su family has long been cut off from him, what do I have to scruple about!" ”

Shen Jing was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Junshi is not small. Go boldly, that kid will naturally have me to say! ”

Two kills a flower from my heart

The World Art Fair is an annual event in Shanghai. Regardless of nationality, participants are welcome.

Every year, there are thousands of empty alleys, and even the people of Suzhou have a lot to see the excitement. The venue is deliberately located not far from the Yangtze River estuary outside the city, so that the venue can be more spacious and accommodate the audience. Every year, the guards of Suzhou and Shanghai have to go around to sentry and defend tightly, and on the day of the event, most of the soldiers of the army have black circles.

Longqing's five-year world art competition is no exception. Before the time began, the crowd had already surrounded the venue.

As a vigorous trading port in recent years, Shanghai is famous all over the country due to its convenient transportation and complete variety of programs.

It is said that one of Emperor Longqing's imperial guards was from Shanghai, and when Emperor Longqing learned about it, he asked with great interest: "Have you ever seen the world's art?" ”

I don't know if this rumor is true or not, but it spreads on the streets and alleys.

In just a few years, the world's art is so famous. Not to mention the domestic programs, the harp and hu dance from overseas are even more dizzying, and in the end, there are even a few big men who are covered in pitch black and charcoal on stage to dance a very majestic song!

Many people shouted hoarsely, and their palms were red and swollen, but they still didn't realize it. In the end, the winner is selected, and the spectators decide the flowers purchased with the copper money in their hands.

At the sound of an order, the flowers are truly colorful. Suzhou Maiko Bi Luoxiang is exquisitely choreographed with a song "Ambush on All Sides", and there is almost a mountain of flowers in front of him.

Su Xue looked at this grand scene, and felt a shallow and faint trance in her heart. Maybe a few years ago, she also painted a boat to perform, and the sound of color shook the sky; The daughter smiled, sang and danced.

What happened and who I met seemed to be an obsessive dream, and when I looked back, it was already a hundred years old.

"Su family?" Zhang Fu called softly.

Su Xue was slightly shocked and said with a smile: "Lord Zhang, is it my turn?" ”

Because of a certain fighter, Su Xue was followed by two guards, and Zhang Fu even accompanied him personally. Of course, it is unknown whether Zhang Fu had to come, or whether he enjoyed it.

As the sun sets, the festival is coming to an end. The spectators were enthusiastic, shouting "One more!" One more! ”

Zhang Fu looked at the sky and nodded to the costumed bustard who didn't know which Qinglou on the stage. The mother understood and said loudly: "The last song, Su Xuesu, everyone performs!" ”

"Who is Su Xue?" Someone asked.

Someone replied: "Don't you remember, Su Xue, the Suzhou Oiran a few years ago, later went to the capital and became a prince's pianist!" ”

"Oh! Su Xue! The questioner suddenly realized.

Su Xuesu, everyone.

In this place, her fame was once a smash hit, and it has not been forgotten to this day.

Su Xue declined the help of others, hugged the piano by herself, and came to the stage. The sunset gently shines on the sea. The sky was a little dark, and the audience couldn't see Su Xue's face clearly, no matter how far or near they were.

She is still dressed in white, a jade hairpin, and the little decoration is almost equal to non-existent. After Su Xue, no one dared to appear like this.

But how can Su Xue today be like Su Xue in that year and month?

At that time, he was a young and vigorous champion, and she was a clever and kind pretty Oiran.

At that time, Su Xue was not conceited in her heart. The beauty is incomparable, the piano and song are unique, and the Oiran is bound to win.

Since she promised to get out of the mud without staining, she never waited for that lover to step on the colorful auspicious clouds to save her. The beloved came, with handsomeness, wisdom, talent, status. But he belongs to someone else.

At that time, she seemed to be natural in white, but in fact, she put a lot of effort into everything, every detail, every action, was carefully scrutinized. Whether there is anything else in my heart or not, even I can't figure it out.

Su Xue suddenly remembered that tune.

"The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the courtyard is happy. …… But he only hates the young man for his ......."

After traveling around the capital, drifting for years, after all, he still can't beat this song. In the end, she returned to Suzhou silently, not not haggard, not without pain, until one day, she saw her piano.

Even if she was trapped in the fire pit, she never despised herself, and even won the blue on the piano road, and no piano master in Suzhou dared to teach her at the age of thirteen. At that time, all her hard work, dreams, and even the piano of life were covered with dust.

She picked up her piano and burst into tears.

Shen Gongzi, Lord Shen, Shen Lang, Su Xue has loved and resented, been stupid, and has been kind to you, and has shed tears for a lifetime in just a few years! How to explain all these things?

If you can't say it, you don't have to say it. The past is like smoke, scattered without a trace.

Today's white-clothed Su Xue has passed a thousand sails, and the sea and sky are wide!

Su Xue quietly raised her hand, and the dark golden light was plated on her body, gentle and awe-inspiring, and she couldn't be forced to look at.

The piano sounded.

The song is not difficult, it is "欸乃" that many people have heard.

The fisherman stays in the west rock at night, and Xiaoji Qingxiang burns Chu bamboo.

The smoke disappears and the sunrise does not see people, and the mountains and rivers are green.

Looking back at the middle stream of the sky, there are no clouds chasing each other on the rocks.

Like a bamboo leaf falling into the river, rippling in a circle, or a stubborn and tenacious green pine on the cliff of a green mountain; The sun is warm, the smell of grass in the woods, or the moss on the rocks, a touch of clogs. The sea of clouds is churning, everything is withering and glorious, the rivers are across the earth, the sun and the moon are in the sky, who has ever laughed softly in the swing wall in the wall, who has ever looked at the end of the world and is affectionate but is ruthlessly annoyed?

Zhang Fu unconsciously burst into tears. Looking at the audience again, they could hear it, and many people also shed tears inexplicably.

Su Xue's piano seems to be profound and difficult, but it seems to be the most easy and moving. Listening to her piano, it seems that you will unconsciously think of those beautiful things in your life.

When you return from a snowy night, that dim and warm light?

When it rains at night in Bashan, that gentle and shy look?

When the boss returned home, that simple greeting?

On a spring outing, that apricot blossom smiling in the wind?

I don't know when the piano stopped. The sunset has sunk and is almost invisible, the sky is left with a residual red, the water waves are shaking, and the Yiren on the stage are already faint. There was silence.

"Su Xue's piano path is already about to merge with the way of heaven......"

Zhang Fu realized that there was someone beside him, and when he turned his head, Shen Jing also shed crocodile tears, grabbing his sleeve to wipe it.

"Go!" Zhang Fu immediately withdrew his sleeve, wiped it twice, and then nodded in agreement, "She is afraid that she will be famous in history just by virtue of the piano." ”

Shen Jing took out his handkerchief lonely by himself: "I said brother, I take back my words in the morning, once the sea was difficult to water, and I am really not optimistic about you now." I felt like she was about to turn into an immortal for a moment. ”

“…… Lord Shen, why do you still grab the sleeves of your subordinates when you have a handkerchief?! ”

Zhang Fu said like a fork, but his heart suddenly cooled. It's not that what Shen Jing said is wrong, but it's too right.

With a "bang", a firework rose and burst into the night sky. Most of the people just woke up, and someone shouted, "What about the Su family? But the colorful fireworks came one after another, and soon everyone's attention was diverted and they were lively and jubilant again.

Soon, the red on the horizon had also disappeared, the sky had completely sunk, and the festival had ended. When the last fireworks came to an end in the night sky, Zhang Fu looked at a carriage behind him.

On the green mantle car, Su Xue was also lifting the curtain to look out. The fireworks made her face crystal like jade, and her eyes were as clear as bright stars.

Probably noticing his gaze, Su Xue turned her head to look at him and smiled at him. There is no wave in the ancient well in the eyes, like a glass heart, shining brightly, but cold and thorough.

Zhang Fu's heart gradually sank.

Shen Jing looked at it, sighed, and walked away with his back hand.

Three epilogues

The winter of the eighth year of Wanli.

It has been five years since the Magna Carta was promulgated. After everyone finally got used to the new vocabulary of civility, freedom, rights, and the house, suddenly another explosive news spread:

The initiator of the "Magna Carta" and "House of Representatives" was silently demoted to the end, and only his post was vacant, Zhang Juzheng was promoted to the first assistant, dissolved the parliament, abolished the "Magna Carta", and re-established the throne for the Wanli Emperor!

One stone stirs up a thousand waves. There was a great earthquake in the world.

In the midst of all kinds of turmoil, the group left the capital in the wind and snow and headed towards Suzhou.

"Daddy, Daddy, there's someone up ahead!"

A beautiful young woman said angrily: "Bao'er, how many times have you been told, don't keep lifting the car curtain, what if you hurt the wind and cold?" ”

The girl named Bao'er looked to be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and her appearance was exactly the same as that of the young woman, and she knew at a glance that she must be a mother and daughter. Hearing this, his big black and white eyes turned around, he made a grimace, snuggled back to his mother, but his foot inadvertently kicked the middle-aged scribe sitting opposite.

The middle-aged man had been concentrating on reading the book, and finally raised his head, with a slight white face and a warm bearing, but at this time he could only smile bitterly: "Bao'er hasn't been to Suzhou yet." ”

The beautiful woman glared at him: "Accustomed to the son and the daughter!" ”

The middle-aged man and the girl both laughed, and the beautiful woman couldn't hold back and laughed too. After laughing, the girl was probably a little tired, so she fell on the lap of the beautiful woman and fell into a deep sleep. The beautiful woman said with some anxiety: "You...... It doesn't matter? Naturally, my dad welcomed us to stay, but the capital ......."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said lightly: "Reform is very difficult, and I didn't think that it could be achieved overnight, just so that those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods all jumped out to take a look...... We also breathed a sigh of relief and gave Bao'er a gift in our hometown, and by the way, we saw how the Huilian was doing. ”

It turned out that this middle-aged man was the former head assistant of the Ming Dynasty, the former speaker of the House of Representatives, who spoke silently and clumsily. There is no need to ask around, the Ming Dynasty is a first-class woman.

Ruohan nodded, and did not mention this section again.

This time, they just took the opportunity to take a leave of absence and go back to the southeast where they were silent. The three sons of Shen Mo had already taken the first step and went to Suzhou to clean up, but Rou Niang was not at ease and insisted on going together. Therefore, only the husband and wife and young daughters were left in this carriage, and the three of them were also happy.

Seeing that it is almost to Suzhou City. The sky began to fall silently again.

The snow in the south is different from the north, and it is rarely mixed with the cold wind, but it falls in large patches, and there is a special atmosphere in the silence.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was the sound of a piano.

Gradually, it became clearer and clearer, and it was clear that the carriage was getting closer and closer to the piano player. Bao'er also woke up in a daze, rubbed her eyes and said, "Who is playing the piano?" Then he looked at his father's smiling face and his mother's rare angry expression, and said confusedly, "What's wrong?" ”

The sound of the piano is passionate and exquisite, but there is no sense of tenderness.

Silently listened, but grabbed Ruohan's hand and put it in his hand. Ruohan symbolically struggled, did not twitch, and did not speak anymore, and the expression similar to anger gradually disappeared, and he listened carefully to the sound of the piano as if he was silent.

The snow was falling and the carriage was creaking.

Someone sings from afar.

"Picking Rong Wood is rooted in Zi. The morning shines, and the evening has been lost.

If life is sent, it will be haggard sometimes. Quiet words and thoughts, the center is sorrowful.

Harvesting of Rong wood, in Ztogen. Prosperity rises, and the twilight does not exist.

Chastity is made up of people, and there is no way to be good or bad. Bandits, bandits are good.

Woo to the boy, the endowment is stubborn. The years are flowing, and the industry does not increase the old.

Zhi Bi is reluctant to give up, and he will be rich today. I feel guilty.

The legacy of the first teacher, Yu Qiyun fell. Forty is unheard, and Si is not afraid.

Fat my famous car, plan my famous horse. Although thousands of miles away, who dares not to come. ”

The song is sonorous, piercing the clouds and cracking stones.

Bao'er blinked: "Who is this, you sing so beautifully." This seems to be trying to persuade Daddy not to be discouraged. ”

Smiled silently, Ruohan pinched his hand with his backhand: "Confidante, yes, Shen Ge Lao." ”

Shen Mo touched his nose and covered his other hand again: "A few years ago, Shen Jing wrote that she was about to enter the Tao with the qin, but you still don't believe it, how does it seem now?" ”

Ruohan sighed: "It's really ...... Impressive. ”

Bao'er looked left and right, and obediently didn't ask any more questions.

Silently held Ruohan's hand: "Ruohan, the past has gone with the wind." She already has her own path......"

The roots of Ruohan's ears gradually flushed.

"Ruohan, the upper and poorer and the lower yellow springs, silence has you, it is enough."

The sound of the piano faded away.

In the past two years, there has been a lot of discussion about constitutionalism or monarchy. Two years later, Zhang Juzheng was critically ill. Silent returned to Beijing on a starry night, turned the tables in one fell swoop, reopened the parliament, restarted the charter, and so far, the constitutional monarchy has settled in the Ming Dynasty. Silent officialdom and concurrently serving as the speaker, no one can shake his authority anymore.

In the spring of the following year, the afternoon sun was warm. Silent in the study, lying on the leisurely chair reading Jiangnan's letter. Ruohan came in with lotus seed soup and said with a smile: "Let's rest for a while." ”

Shen Mo casually put the letter aside, took the lotus seed soup, and sighed with satisfaction: "It's still the best lady's craftsmanship." ”

Ruohan smiled and said: "Drink yours quickly, there are still a lot of words." As he spoke, he suddenly glanced at the letter, and there was a name that had been dusty for a long time. She was a little surprised, looked at it curiously, and wrote: "Su Xue has been invited by the five countries of Europa several times, and has decided to go to Europa to show her piano skills, and she has gone ......to sea a few days ago."

She smiled, looking at the expression of silence and contentment, her heart could not ripple, and she was calm and calm.

The warbler flies and butterflies dance, which is a spring flower.