I wandered around, and the happiness of the people diluted my sorrows.

These free people!

No matter how cynical I am, I have to admit it: those are happy people.

How I wish I had been born in Xi'an County.

I'm starting to miss the countryside of the Central Plains.

I don't know what my relatives, my brothers, my lovers are doing now, I don't know if they are thinking about me.

In the evening, we stayed at the Dongfangjia Guild House in Chang'an County.

Dongfang Qi: "Brother, what do you have to live or die?" ”

Me: "Brother, don't ask, it's useless." Some inevitable fate, it is better to pretend to know the last one. ”

Silent.

After dinner, I decided to write a letter home.

If I die, this is my last suicide note, my photograph, my evidence of my existence, otherwise, I am just in someone else's memory. It's like, you have a dream, you dream of a dragon, the dragon is in your memory, so, do dragons exist? Dragons do not exist, and neither does a person who is only in memory.

This is the first time in my life that I have written a letter.

It was a letter that had not been sent before. I always imagine that my family is far away and there are relatives who will receive my letters. However, what are the relatives of our ancestral dung households? Moreover, civilians were forbidden to write letters—in fact, the Ming Dynasty forbade correspondence, and even letters from the scholars were sent to their families. The inn only transmits royal documents. For example, the post households in our county have been raised by the royal family all their lives, and they don't do anything every day, because the emperor really doesn't have any holy decrees to reach our small county.

The postmen of the Eastern Scholars would send letters from the provinces in turn. If you're lucky, you'll go straight to the Central Plains, and they'll receive my letter in a few days; If they are unlucky, they will send it to the Western Regions Province first, then to Liaodong Province, then to Lingnan Province, and so on, and finally to Central Plains Province, so they don't know when they will receive the letter.

I unfolded the "Liangzhou Oriental Home Special Letterhead" and wrote:

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Father:

After a few months, I don't know what the situation is at home? Of course, you're the only one left in the house. I can imagine that you're going to have a bad time when I'm gone. I have always believed that life is in yourself and the present, not in others and in the future. You are always thinking about other people, thinking about tomorrow, thinking that tomorrow everything will be better on its own. But here's the thing: everyone else and tomorrow are only in dreams. I've always blamed you and laughed at you, but I'm not just like you. I'm a replica of you, and I think my life might be exactly like yours. But I had to give it a go.

Sincerely, Fu'an.

By the way, there is a question that I always wanted to ask in the past, but then I always forgot: Why does my black jujube tree never bear fruit?

Please be healthy again and live a long life for a hundred years!

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Leftovers:

Hey, bro. How are you doing? How did you read the book? How's Kung Fu doing? I hope that the next time I see you, you will be as versatile as you say. It's always good to be a civil and military all-rounder, but the exam is only the same, which is a big problem. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to try. I'm fine here, don't worry. I'm saying really good, too good to die. I may be at one of the most important crossroads in my life, success or success. But you have to give it a shot.

I can't give you advice because I don't know either. But I encourage you to do your own thing, or you will regret the rest of your life: a choice made in one moment that determines your whole life, but you don't even choose.

Don't mess with those soldiers, there is no harm in suffering a small loss. You're always impulsive, and I'm always worried about you.

I wish you to find a wife as soon as possible and give birth to a precious son as soon as possible. Ha ha.

Dongfang Ju - that is, Zhao Daniu respects.

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Uncle Wuji:

After reading your book, I was enlightened. The contents of those books were like divine revelation to me, and I knew at first glance that they were all right. I don't know why it's right, and I can't explain why believing them is right, but it's believing—faith is what it is, isn't it? I used to think that things were one or two layers at most, and they were all subconscious. But now that I read your book, I feel that what I am thinking about was thought of by someone a long time ago, and that I think more and more deeply. I used to feel lonely, but now that I know that there were people who thought the same way as me a long time ago, I really have strength. I now see things with my heart rather than my eyes. I can see the shadows under the streamer, I can see the law of details, I can see the essence of things, and I can see the future ending. I will always go on with determination!

Thanks again!

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Sister Satsuki:

Don't linger and be sad. The events of that day were like engraved in my eyes. You are always in my eyes and in my heart. I see you eating when I eat, I see your graceful back when I walk, I see you making noise around me when I read a book, I see your voice making me laugh when I am sad, my dreams are full of you.

Spring is in full swing, have you ever had a good time? Do you remember the frolic of our spring outing? It's just a pity that the past is gone, and time does not return!

I won't talk about it here, I'll see you in the future!

Respectfully, brother!

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I put them into a special envelope for the Oriental Family, and solemnly wrote on it: Send them to Zhaojiazhuang, Yonghe Township, Luobei County, Luoyang County, Central Plains Province, Zhao Liangjun, Zhao Qiankun, Zao Wouji, and Zhao Xingyue.

Hah, it looks so weird.

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After a few days of playing, the group returned to Chang'an City in a majestic manner.

The next day, I went to the post department of the Dongfang Shifu in Chang'an and asked the people from the post house: "Where do you send it first this time?" ”

Him: "We all send Xiliang first." ”

Me: "! And what about the Central Plains? ”

Him: "In a month." ”

A month is a month, what else can be done.

Just as he was handing the letter to the post house, a burst of fragrance rushed in, and a pair of small hands painted with red nails snatched the letter at once!

It's her again! She's bothering me again!

Dongfang Mingyue: "Do you want to collaborate with the enemy?" ”

Me: "It's a." Is a person like me worthy of collaborating with the enemy? ”

Her: "That's a suicide note?" Written to your parents and friends? ”

Me: "You're half right. It's like a dumb riddle, and it's a suicide note and it's not a suicide note, what if I can't die? ”

Her: "You're thinking too much! ”

She directly tore open my letter with the words "personally opened", pulled out the letterhead, and laughed as she read it.

I really want to grab it, but the eldest lady still doesn't mess with it. I said, "Don't look at it, privacy!" ”

Her: "What privacy! You are a minion, what privacy do you have! You're going to die, what privacy! When you die, I'll write you a biography, and I've got the name in mind - "A Rebel I Know", these letters are all source material. ”

She smiled and frowned, "Oops, sour, sour, sour, soured my teeth." ”

She: "Wow, you have a sister named Satsuki?" It is said that the girls named Tsuki are beautiful. After you die, I will write to comfort your sister Xingyue. ”

She tore up all my envelopes and folded the letterheads!

I'm furious!

I thought to myself, "This slut! If you want to the eldest lady and commit suicide, you won't live in vain for a lifetime! ”

I even thought, "Why don't you her and fly away!" ”

I thought fiercely: "It's better to really join the Demon Sect, no, the Cult, the Rebellion!" ”

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Dongfang Mingyue saw enough and said, "I'll help you mail it." In my name, two days of quick mail - I really don't want to miss this show. ”

I was shocked.

She picked up the red envelope from a red cloth bag in the post office and put four pieces of paper into the envelope in one go.

She picked up the pen, compared the torn envelope, and wrote: Zhao Jiazhuang, Zhao Liangjun, Zhao Qiankun, Zhao Wouji, Zhao Xingyue, Yonghe Township, Luobei County, Luoyang County, Central Plains Province. She also wrote down the inscription: Dongfang Mingyue, Dongfang Shifu, Liangzhou, Chang'an Seongshi District, Gyeonggi Province.

She took out a seal from her bag and dripped the melted fire seal from the post house onto the envelope, fastening it up.

She pursed her lips and blew the fire seal, and said to the post house, "Send a letter to the Central Plains." When I arrived, I waited there, and then immediately got the reply back. ”

To tell the truth, her handwriting is quite beautiful, beautiful and uninhibited, and she is the best writing of any woman I have ever seen.