It is not that he did not say anything to keep it, but Mr. Zhang insisted again and again, and after considering it for two days, he sent an edict from his request: Zhang Mao, who was the official of the Inner West Head and the Imperial Medicine Institute, was transferred to the palace and the Guozhou regiment to train the envoy, and was under the jurisdiction of the soldiers and horses of Yongxing Road.

"When will you return, sir?" I asked him privately.

He smiled and didn't answer.

However, he acted like he wasn't going to come back. He took out all the accumulated unused money and distributed it to his subordinates, which was a large sum of money, but for many years he had only piled it up in the corner, thousands of it, as if he had never looked at it closely, and most of them had not even opened the seals on the packages.

Along with the money, he gave many cloths, silks, jewelry, and antiques from the emperor, and at last his room became empty, and even the best furniture and other things were taken, and in the bag he was to take away, except for official documents, there were only a few changes of clothes and a few necessary travel expenses.

He didn't forget me, and specially invited me over the day before he set off, and selected a few pieces of high-quality ancient ink, Duanxi inkstone, and his treasured dragon and phoenix group tea for me. I thanked him, looked at the three large boxes that were still in his inner room, and said, "Will Mr. take these boxes with you?" If you want to stay in the palace, you will give it to Huaiji for temporary storage. ”

He understood what I meant, and said, "Thank you, Waiji. I would also like to entrust these boxes to you, but not to ask you to keep them, but to ask you to give them to someone on my behalf. ”

I bowed my head and asked him to make it clear: "To whom?" ”

"Official." He added, he added, "I'll send it when I'm gone." ”

When I returned to the pavilion, he sent me to the door, and when I asked him when he would leave the palace the next day, he smiled lightly: "Very early, you are tired these days, rest more, don't come to see me." ”

I didn't insist that I want to send him off, not because I really wanted to be lazy or cold-minded, but because I was afraid to experience that kind of parting scene again - the palace wall and forbidden doors are separated by two places, so the end of the world is far away.

At this moment, I thought that he was about to go away, and that the future was uncertain, and that I did not know when and when I would see him again, and I was extremely uncomfortable, so I immediately bowed my knees to him and said goodbye with four solemn bows with tears.

He put his hand on his hand and said, "Take care of yourself." ”

When I turned to leave, he suddenly stopped me, looked down at me for a moment, and said, "When you were young, you asked me where my pleasures were, and what my greatest wish was. Now, I can answer you. ”

"My greatest wish is to be a normal man...... But this life is destined to be unattainable. The ideals that eunuchs like us can have are as incomplete as our bodies. He said calmly, looking slowly into the room, where the now-withered plum was still offered in the vase on the desk, "but I have found a worthy person, who is almost perfect and deserves a full life." I want to help her fulfill all her wishes, even to die for her, to live for her...... If there's ever been fun in my life, this is it. ”

Die for her, live for her...... I pondered this sentence and thought to myself, he did it.

"But," I was still puzzled by his decision, "if that being the case, why did the gentleman ask for something to make amends?" Away from her side, how can you help her fulfill her wish in the future? ”

"Now, I have to leave." "The closer I am to her, the farther away she will be from the person she cherishes the most." ”

The next morning, I went to the middle palace with the princess as usual, and carefully observed the queen's expression, but I did not find a trace of special emotions, such as melancholy and sadness.

She was still quiet, obviously never went out to see off Mr. Zhang, and didn't even mention him in her conversation with us, but just talked to Yan about her daily preferences, and told us to take good care of him.

But on this day, her palace was filled with the fragrance of plain heart and plum.

When I sent the boxes full of flying white old paper to the Funing Palace, the peach and plum blossoms in front of the palace were newly opened, and it was already full of spring.

I approached gently with a few small yellow doors carrying the boxes, and through the red, white and white flower branches, I saw that I was sitting on the soft couch under the corridor to enjoy the flowers, wearing a scarf and a crane.

And Qiu He was by his side at the moment, thinking that Jinshang wanted to check the injury of her palm, she knelt on the soft couch, stretched her hand to his knee, and held it up today, caressing those scars with her fingers, and she was very pity.

When the wind started, Qiuhe's silk dress and Qingluo's placket jacket were relatively thin, and she couldn't help but sneeze under the cold. Before she could confess the crime, she had already unfolded the crane to take her into her arms and shelter her from the wind.

This slowed me down, delayed slightly, and then walked over.

As soon as Qiuhe saw me, he immediately stood up and retreated to the back of the upward slope, his face full of crimson.

I saluted to Jinshang, and then turned to Qiu and Yiyi: "Dong Niangzi......"

Since the queen called her "Dong Niangzi", all the palace people understood the deep meaning. During the period when the queen was closed and the queen was closed, Qiu He served as a concubine in front of the sickbed. Now, Jinshang has changed her to the imperial attendant, and her title is "Wenxi County Jun", and her title in the palace has officially changed from a female official to a concubine of the Son of Heaven.

It seems that she has never adapted to this new identity, and when she saw me giving a salute, she subconsciously returned the salute, completely forgetting that she is also my master now.

In order to avoid autumn and embarrassment, I didn't look at her much, and immediately ordered Xiaohuangmen to put down the box and explain to Jinshang the meaning of Mr. Zhang's gift.

"What's in it?" Imakami asked puzzled.

I excused myself and said I didn't know, so I ordered someone to open the box.

The thousands of white fragments were taken out and displayed one after another in front of the present day. After reading dozens of volumes, his expression gradually changed from initial confusion and then surprise to final gloom and sadness.

This also confirms my deep-seated suspicion as to who wrote the ink.

For a long time of ten or twenty years, she hid in the palace that he could not see, writing pen by pen, while the other he, standing quietly behind her, collected in rolls...... This hidden matter, if you want to talk about it, it is this pile of old papers, although it will always maintain a silent posture, but it can be regarded as the most trustworthy insider, ironclad evidence, better than a thousand words of others.

"Shouzhong," Jin Shang later spoke, calling Ren Shouzhong, who was standing in front of the palace, "You fold some flower branches and send them to the queen, and pass a few words for me: Today's wind and sun are beautiful, the jade is clear, and the night must be good, why not go to the Houyuan Water Hall and enjoy the bright moon among the pines?" ”

This is a perfect ending, I am glad that I did not live up to Mr. Zhang's trust, so I retired and left, and the gloomy mood that had been dark for many days was finally overshadowed by it.

Out of the palace gate of Funing Palace, I suddenly heard Qiuhe calling me. Looking back in surprise, I saw that she had followed.

"I'll send you." She whispered.

I hurriedly responded: "Don't dare to bother Dong Niangzi." ”

She bowed her head and said, "It's really uncomfortable to hear you call me like this in private." ”

I was speechless. It took a long time before I asked her, "Qiuhe, are you happy?" ”

She hesitated for a long time and replied, "The official family is very good to me. ”

I nodded, my eyes falling on her half-hidden hand under her sleeve: "Are your injuries healed?" ”

She slowly stretched out her injured left hand, palm up, and opened it towards me: "Do you mean this?" ”

There were two more ugly scars on her palms and fingertips, which were scarred, but the scars rolled and protruded, which was shocking. But this is already a good result, and looking at her injuries that day, many people thought she would break her finger.

When confronted with her question, I said yes.

She smiled faintly: "This is a broken wing, it's not going to be better." ”

I was stunned, not immediately understanding what she meant.

She raised her eyes to follow the words of the wild goose in the sky, and said abruptly: "Huaiji, I am trapped here, and I can't fly out again." ”