The chill of Bianjing City in the early morning hits people, and the ice cubes hanging upside down on the eaves and the crystal-like ice on the bluestone slabs are prohibitive.

In such weather, people prefer to burn a pot of barley tea on the stove rather than endure the biting cold to make a living.

But this day is destined to be an exception.

It was still dawn, and the people who came from all over the world blocked the road in front of Andingmen. Looking down from the sky, people like ants are still coming from all directions. Wrapped in thick cotton clothes, people trembling on their tiptoes and looking at the wooden platform erected in front of the semicircular arch.

Today is the day Tang An was beheaded.

For this legendary little scholar, the people of Bianjing feel like it from the bottom of their hearts. They like to listen to his affair with Liu Tingge, like to discuss his wit against bullies, and like to play up his extraordinary experience of rising to prominence. Such a person is about to die, and everyone has extremely mixed feelings.

The prison cart escorting Tang An was blocked on the road, and no matter how angry the jailer was, the car could only move slowly like a snail. finally arrived at the execution ground, and the sky was already white.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Tang An, who was in locks, and Cheng Caixi got out of the carriage side by side. They wore thin white shirts, and the word "prisoner" on their chests was particularly eye-catching.

Tang An squinted his eyes, startled by the situation in front of him. He knew he was famous, but he didn't expect it to be so famous. Looking at the dense crowd in front of him, looking at the sadness on their faces, he knew that these people were not here to see the excitement, but to see them off.

Dawn.

The morning light shrouded Bianjing, making everyone's expressions extremely clear in the morning. Most of the simple people have sympathy on their faces, but it is a pity that from now on, this legend can only become history.

And, of course, the picturesque young woman beside him.

Everyone in Bianjing knows that there is a chivalrous female catcher in Feitianmen, and her overflowing sense of justice and straightforward and fiery temperament are always talked about. The sword that never leaves his body is even more intimidating to countless people who covet its beauty.

Many people are speculating about what kind of fate such a woman will end up with? The picture in front of me already reveals the answer.

They saw the scene of Tang An and Cheng Caixi looking at each other and smiling, the tenderness and sweetness that can only be revealed between lovers, and most people who have come over are not strangers. This kind of look made many people feel very gratified: the gold medal little scholar really lived up to expectations, soaked in his own lady, and played the four words of self-theft to the extreme.

They would have liked to see the two people in bright red wedding robes, greeting everyone in the procession of gongs and drums, instead of walking towards the guillotine in white prison uniforms as they are now.

It's a pity that they can't control many things, and they can only pray to the heavens like spectators.

"Master Tang, go all the way!"

I don't know who shouted, and many people couldn't bear it and sent their last blessings.

Tang Anxin was comforted and bowed his hand to everyone one by one. Such a generous attitude to death makes people feel more sad and at the same time, they also feel a deep sense of gratitude.

The strong man is gone and will not return, but it is a pity, a pity, a pity, a pity.

In the middle of everyone's thoughts, Tang An and Cheng Caixi had already stepped onto the high wooden platform.

Tang An knelt on the cold ground, looked at the crowd on the three floors in front of him, and saw the gray buildings in the distance, wondering if this would be the last picture he saw in this world.

He thought about many ways to die, but he never thought that he would be beheaded by the emperor. Unlike many people who cry and make trouble before leaving, he shows a palpitating calm, and there is neither joy nor sadness on his face. In addition to not being able to stay with the person he loves for a long time, he has no regrets, after all, the experience of reliving a life is already an extra gift from God.

"Tang An, are we really going to die?"

In his ears, Cheng Caixi's inquiry pulled him back to reality. He asked softly, "Miss, are you afraid?" ”

The cold wind in the early morning made Cheng Caixi, who was thinly dressed, tremble, and his little face, which was a little blue from the cold, was full of confusion: "If you stay by my side, I won't be afraid." I just haven't been to Huangquan Road and don't know what it's like there. ”

"Huangquan Road..."Tang An was a little stunned, he should have been there, but he had no memory. In order to give Cheng Caixi some comfort, he smiled and said, "It was a path paved with cobblestones, and both sides were full of pink flowers. Under a towering tree, there is an old woman who is always smiling, and she is famous for selling soups, and just drinking a bowl can make people forget all the troubles of their previous lives. ”

"Is it Meng Po?"

"Yes, it's Meng Po." Tang An said with a smile, "After drinking Meng Po soup and walking to the end of the path, you will find countless doors, open one of them and walk in, you will come to this world again." ”

"That's it..."Cheng Caixi frowned slightly, and looked at Tang An with big watery eyes: "But I don't want to forget you." Shall we not drink that bowl of soup? In this way, if we walk through the same door again, I will remember you in the next life, and you will be able to find me. ”

Tang An smiled and nodded very seriously: "Okay, we said okay, no one is allowed to drink." ”

got the answer she wanted to hear the most, Cheng Caixi smiled and said "um" softly.

"Tang An!"

A terrible scream came, and the snow-haired Liu Qinge's eyes were red and swollen, and he struggled to squeeze into the congested crowd. I don't know who tripped over her, she fell down on the high platform, looking extremely embarrassed.

But she completely ignored her injured knee, and said with tears on her face: "Why, why did the emperor want to kill you?" What exactly did you do wrong? ”

Seeing the jade man in front of him, Tang An felt the softest place in his heart twitch fiercely. Reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Qinge, you go back quickly, it's too cold here......"

"I'm not leaving! I want to see the emperor! I don't want you to die! ”

Liu Qingge cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, and Feng Zhilan and the four golden flowers who arrived immediately had the heart to help, but she was stubborn and pushed everyone away, staring at Tang An with a pair of wonderful eyes, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance deeply in her mind.

"Singing ......" Seeing that this girl was so infatuated, Tang Anxin was bitter. A thousand words are blocked in my throat, but I can't say a word.

Why doesn't he want to stay with the woman he loves? It's just that Nai was unlucky and made a wrong choice at the wrong time. Thinking that he was about to be separated from the jade man in front of him forever, he suddenly hoped to survive.

The eldest lady was full of shame, and for the first time regretted her recklessness. It is her willfulness that wants the woman in front of her to bear the pain of missing forever.

Listening to Liu Qingge's heart-rending cry, the eldest lady turned her head away in pain, and muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear: "I'm sorry"

Looking at the woman like a cuckoo crying blood, looking at their gurgling love, the people all felt deep sympathy, and did not understand why God would be so cruel to separate the lovers.

There are times when the living are more painful than the dead.

(The New Year is coming, please pay more attention and support to the little scholars, thank you very much!) ）