Since ancient times, Chu clothes are still white, and it is the mourning period of King Hui, although Shu'er does not see things, but he can think that the young man who stood in front of the tombstone and talked to her at this time has grown into a seven-foot man, and he is dressed in plain clothes, with a sword hanging from his waist, and holding a white horse.

Shu'er asked, "What are your chances of winning this battle?" ”

Dongfang replied: "Regardless of the life or death of King Song, it is a very good chance of winning." ”

Shu'er hesitated for a moment and stopped talking.

Dongfang said chou: "Sister, haven't you told Xiao En that her biological father is not Liu Jing?" You are already the king of Chu, and the power of you and me in Chu has been deeply rooted, and Xiao En's safety no longer needs to be covered by Liu Jing's name. ”

Shu'er said, "Xiao En knows. ”

Dongfang saw Shu'er's gaze stagnant, and he didn't know whether she was still hesitating, or because she couldn't see things, her eyes were dull. "Sister, there should always be a limit to being kind-hearted and soft-hearted. If Liu Jing does not die, the Song Kingdom will not die. The Song State is not destroyed, and the Chu State is difficult to survive! Sister, you are now the king of Chu. ”

Shu'er sighed: "I know. ”

Seeing this, Dongfang frowned and said, "Peerless Peak, Reed Swing...... Sister, I don't understand, after so many things, what else do you have to bear about Liu Jing? In the reeds, if I hadn't taken care of Xiao En, it would have been impossible for Liu Jing to leave alive! ”

Shu'er slowly got up with the cold tombstone, and Yan Xiu on the side immediately went to support her.

The sister and brother passed by, and there was nothing more.

Shu'er got into the chariot, and Dongfang was still standing in place.

The sullenness gradually dissipated, and he stared at the word "Lin Ying" on the tombstone for a long time.

On that day, Dongfang stood in front of the tomb of King Hui, standing from day to evening, but he was still puzzled, if no one told him, how Shu'er guessed the two versions of the edict. If she guessed it alone, then how could she not know Brother Lin's heart for her? But if she knew, why didn't she ask Brother Lin about the calligraphy and paintings hidden in the lyre?

When the sun sets, the cool autumn rain also falls.

Dongfang Chou had been clutching the hilt of his sword, and countless raindrops had slipped across his knuckles. He was a strong martial artist, and when he wanted to go alone, he never took a guard. At this time, it was raining in the bamboo forest, and within a radius of a few miles, he was the only one left.

He silently untied the sword at his waist, supported the ground with the sword, landed on his left and right knees, and bowed eight times in front of the tomb of King Hui.

After eight bows, Dongfang's eyes were slightly red, and he was still kneeling on the withered bamboo leaves wet by the autumn rain.

Brother Lin, you and I have clearly said that your "death" will be pushed to Liu Jing, the king of Song, together, so that no one will question the reason for Chu to attack the Song Dynasty. Liu Jing "killed" you, and you can take my sister away and fly away.

The feather arrow engraved with the word "Song" that you asked me to put was, as you wished, I personally bent the bow and shot it at you.

Thou hast said unto me, Thou hast not believed that no one has fired arrows at thee, but thou hast believed me.

However, if I hadn't put that arrow, with only Ling Fei's sword, would you still have lost too much blood? If I hadn't put that arrow......

There are no ifs. One thought, ten thousand catastrophes.

Lin Ying, I have been jealous of you and respected you, but in the end, I don't know whether I am loyal to you or betrayed you.

Tomorrow I will set off to avenge you and wish for you, just because you are the first of many people who I am destined to be sorry for in this life.

……

On the streets of Linjiang, the luxurious chariots are parked in front of the market that can only be walked.

Yan Xiu said: "It's raining, let's take a detour back to the palace." ”

Shu'er got out of the car and said, "There shouldn't be many people in the market on a rainy day, so you can accompany me to get out of the car and take a walk." It's been a long time since I've smelled all kinds of food in the market. Yan Xiu, do you think this tastes like a market in Fanjing? ”

Without waiting for Yan Xiu to answer, Shu'er had already jumped out of the chariot. She stood on the street blankly, feeling the voices of people around her, and suddenly smelled the smell of roasted sweet potatoes.

Yan Xiu supported her with one hand and an oil-paper umbrella with the other, and the two stepped on the drizzle and slowly walked through the Linjiang Market. Cool Record Literature

Shu'er said: "The most lively market I have ever been to is in Weiguo. After the restoration of the country, a godly festival was held in Dongyang City...... At that time, the entire city was full of allied troops from the four countries, and there was a lot of traffic and lights. There is everything to eat and drink on the street, but the most fragrant is the most inconspicuous roasted sweet potato. As soon as I entered the city, I smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes. Now that I think about it, the taste of Dongyang City is the taste of roasted sweet potatoes. At that time, it was snowing heavily in Dongyang City, and it was cold on the face, just like now, the light rain on the river was also cold on the face. ”

Yan Xiu had never been to Dongyang City, but after thinking about it carefully, she knew that at that time, when the country was first restored, Shu'er must have gone to Dongyang to celebrate her father-in-law and husband. Yan Xiu turned her head sideways to look at Shu'er's calm and waveless eyes, and knew that she must have remembered Liu Ying, the king of Qi.

In the past, Yan Xiu always thought that when Shu'er thought of Liu Ying, the king of Qi, it was when she was sad and sad. Today, Yan Xiu finally realized that Shu'er was sad and sad, so she had to think about Liu Ying, the king of Qi.

As for why Shu'er is so sad and sad today, Yan Xiu thinks, probably because Gongzi is going to fight the Song Dynasty, and Shu'er used to be the princess of the Song Kingdom!

Yan Xiu said: "There is a roasted sweet potato seller in front, if Your Highness wants to eat it, I will accompany Your Highness to buy it." ”

Shu'er nodded slightly.

The two slowly walked towards the sweet potato stall, and Shu'er said as she walked: "At that time, I should accompany him to stay in Dongyang." ”

Yan Xiu asked, "Your Highness has been to so many places, which city do you like the most?" ”

Shu'er thought for a while and replied coldly: "When I lived in Fanjing, I liked the jade capital in my memory the most. When I lived in Linjiang, I liked the Fanjing in my memory the most. But now, I just want to forget about them. ”

Yan Xiu had no choice but to divert the topic again: "Your Highness wants a few roasted sweet potatoes?" ”

"You and I have one for each person, and if there are more, it will be cold."

Yan Xiu handed the oil-paper umbrella to Shu'er, and counted the Chu coins in his hand while talking to the sweet potato stall owner, and suddenly heard several Chu Palace guards not far away shouting: "Stop that thief!" ”

Yan Xiu knew that she was walking with the King of Chu in the Linjiang Market, and there must be many Chu Palace guards behind her, so she took the sweet potato handed by the stall owner unhurriedly, and paid a few Chu coins unhurriedly, and was about to pick up the umbrella in Shu'er's hand, only to hear Shu'er say: "You take the umbrella, I'll take the sweet potato." ”

Before Shu'er's words fell, Yan Xiu hadn't taken the umbrella in her hand, and heard the noise of the Chu Palace guards behind her: "Where did you come from!" If you struggle, don't blame us for arresting you as an assassin! ”

Shu'er tilted his head slightly, Yan Xiu glanced back, and saw a gray-clothed lame man not far away, who was fighting with two Chu Palace guards on a bamboo crutch. He didn't have much strength, but his movements were quick, as if he wanted to run towards the sweet potato stall, but he had been snatched of his crutches by one of the guards, and he was kicked hard by another guard behind his lame leg.

The man fell to his knees, the guards pressed his shoulders and bound his hands behind his back, and he leaned forward, his face covered with brown dust stained with rain. The untied black hair was scattered, I don't know if it was wet from the rain or sticky with mud, at first glance, it looked no different from many crippled beggars in Linjiang City.

The beggar struggled, but did not make any shouts.

Shu'er asked Yan Xiu, "What's wrong?" ”

Yan Xiu understated: "A lame beggar was captured by the guards." ”

"Why do you only listen to the noise of the guards, but not the man?"

Yan Xiu pulled Shu'er forward and didn't look back. "Probably the man was not only lame, but also mute."

Shu'er said as she walked: "When I first returned to the Chu Kingdom, there were many beggars on the streets who were ruined by the disaster of the Seven Kings...... Alas, he must have seen us dressed in fine clothes, and wanted to come and beg for some food. Go and tell the guards to let him go, give him some money, and send him away. ”

Yan Xiu muttered: "Why does Your Highness care about ......" only to hear Shu'er say again: "Give these two hot sweet potatoes to him as well." ”

Yan Xiu had to take the sweet potato that Shu'er pushed into her hand.

She trotted to the Chu Palace guards, looked down at the man covered in mud and said, "Hey, you have excellent luck today, and you actually begged for food in front of our Highness!" Then he said to the guards who had trampled on him and had taken him, "Your Highness has told you to let them go." Then he handed the money bag and sweet potato in his hand to one of the guards.

When the king of Chu and the maidservant beside her came to the end of the market, the guards let go and lifted their feet, vigorously pulled the man up from the ground, and returned to him the bamboo cane that had been taken from him earlier.

The man staggered to his feet, and the guard pushed the money bag and sweet potato left by the maidservant into his arms, and said dissatisfiedly: "Stinky beggar, after accepting His Highness's things, he didn't even say a word of thanks!" You should be charged with disrespect! ”

After the king of Chu left, the guards also walked away.

It was dark, the market was gone, and the lights were on.

The man was on a bamboo crutch, still standing in place.