Konoha wanted to ask him if he had ever returned to Yangzhou later, but the words became: "Do you know my identity since then?" ”

Li Yi thought for a while, "I didn't know at first, but when I sent you back, I knew that your adoptive mother was a strange woman." ”

The adoptive mother's name is Wei Taozhuo, who is nearly fifty years old, but she is still very elegant and beautiful, she belongs to the kind of woman who is more mellow and mellow in the stool, and the kind of woman who stores fine wine, and it is said that she was also the daughter of Shangshu Mansion in the past. Wei Taozhuo has never allowed her to be called "Ah Niang", so she calls her "Aunt Wei".

Konoha was surprised: "You already knew her?" ”

Li Yi knew that he had missed his mouth, so he said lightly: "When I went to Yangzhou, someone asked me to visit one or two on my behalf. ”

Wei Taozhuo is the closest person to Konoha since childhood, and now she is also very worried, and she is inevitably curious when she hears something related to her, so she asks, "Someone wants you to visit Aunt Wei?" ”

Li Yi didn't want to say more, but smiled: "It's all about the previous generation, she lived in Chang'an in her early years, so she naturally has some old friends." ”

Wei Taozhuo's family suffered great changes when he was a teenager, and he finally settled in Yangzhou, leaving Chang'an for nearly 30 years.

After returning from the Daming Palace, Konoha was also in a happy mood, but his body was quite tired, especially the red marks on his waist from the cumbersome tunic clothes, and the heavy jewelry that made his neck sore. Fennel served her to get rid of these burdens, soaked in a comfortable petal bath, and went to bed early.

In a trance, like a dream, a female Taoist priest held a whisk in her hand, fluttered up, smiled and stroked her forehead, Konoha, Konoha, this is your fate.

Konoha recognized her, she was Dongji Zhenren Xie Nature.

Xie Zhenren lived in seclusion in the mountains as a young man, and traveled down the mountain in middle age, with his footsteps all over the famous mountains and rivers.

In the long and short years of Yangzhou, the young Konoha had seen this legendary Taoist fairy many times, she was always not a flower or a fog, in the middle of the night, and Aunt Wei had a long talk all night, it is said that she was Aunt Wei's best friend when she was a teenager.

Konoha looked up at her, and suddenly felt confused: Xie Zhenren, what is my fate?

Xie Zhenren didn't answer, just lowered his eyebrows and smiled. Konoha looked at it again, and that face changed to Aunt Wei again, with a gentle and mournful expression.

Konoha couldn't bear it, and stretched out his hand to soothe the sadness on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, but suddenly found that her hand was small, white and fat like a tender lotus, and it was a baby's arm. She screamed and wanted to ask Aunt Wei what was going on, but she only heard her own babbling and childish cry.

She found herself lying in a small soft swaddling cloth, held in her arms by Aunt Wei, and fed a little bit of fragrant liquid with goat's milk or cow's milk with a small wooden spoon.

She heard Xie Zhenren whispering beside her, Zhuo'er, I really can't bear you to be so lonely, looking for a little companion with you.

Wei Taozhuo looked at the thin kitten in her arms with pity, frowned and said, It's a pity that you and I are at such an age, I'm afraid I can't wait for her children to go back to the west, but she will be lonely......

Xie Zhenren squinted his eyes, smiled mysteriously, and said in a loud voice, what are you afraid of, this little baby is the daughter of the princess, behind the gate, with the blood of the royal family flowing on her body, you and I will have our own blessing after a hundred years, no matter how bad it is, you can enter the palace as a mother!

Wei Taozhuo was shocked and asked, then how did you, a thief Dao aunt, trick her grandmother into handing over this dragon fetus and phoenix chick to you?

Xie Zhenren shook off the dust and said proudly, the nobles of Chang'an believe in immortals, but a sentence of hard life is not handed over to me in three moments like a hot potato, but I am afraid that I will regret it!

Wei Taozhuo seemed to be a little disdainful of the parents of that family, but he asked curiously, really pitiful, which princess is it?

Xie Zhenren said, the fourth princess, Shengping.

Wei Taozhuo's expression was very strange, as if there were countless past events pouring out, but she was silent for a long time, only a tear fell hot on her little face, and sighed and said, the world is difficult, life is scattered, and the fallen leaves have to return to the roots, so let's name it Konoha.

The ethereal words seem to be real and illusory. Konoha wants to turn over, but finds that he seems to be a young child, chasing fireflies around the peach blossom tree, and the little lantern-like light shines on the falling flowers. The two seemed to sit at a distance and whispered, but their voices were incomparably clear.

Zhuo'er, you might as well follow me to enlightenment and travel, I don't know how comfortable I am.

You know that I can't go, I have shackles in my heart, and I am a cage when I go to the ends of the earth, so it is better to be imprisoned in one place, so as to avoid a lot of displacement.

Is it so hard to forget a man?

Without that man, I would be tormented by nightmares and hatred every day, so I have to remember all his tenderness and beauty every day.

But that's all in the past.

Can't get by. My grandmother and brother, dozens of members of my family were imprisoned and tortured, my grandfather was beaten to the point that the skin and flesh were blurred and the flesh was blurred and he still shouted injustice, my aunt wept every day in the dungeon until her eyes cried blood, my little aunt committed suicide with a letter of resignation, my sister was defiled to death by a god-killing jailer, she was only five years old! Brocade clothes and jade food, a barren mound in an instant. Before I was sixteen years old, I had nightmares every night, carrying a walking corpse-like body like a painting skin in Wangshu Tower, choking down tears and pretending to be happy. It wasn't until I met such a man that I came out of my nightmare and let go of my hatred that I had a ray of sunshine.

But he will not be able to protect you.

So I left him, not to tell myself to really wait for the day of despair, but to remember his best appearance, to remember his most tender expression.

If you had a chance for revenge, maybe you could live a little easier.

Perhaps, when I finally grow up, my enemies have already become ancient, what a pity, even if the whole world is in my hands, what's the point.

Zhuo'er, you always live in the past.

The weight of the past is enough to crush my life.

Konoha was stunned when he heard it, the peach blossoms fell all over his shoulders, Aunt Wei's words were in her ears, the words were painful, her heart was like a knife, and her face was cold and wet for some time.

She tried to run into the depths of the peach blossoms, and subconsciously didn't want to hear those cruel words anymore, and the faint voice was also blurred, as if waving goodbye in the fog.

She suddenly couldn't bear to leave Aunt Wei alone, turned around and ran back and forth, but saw another herself, who was explaining most of the "Lu's Spring and Autumn" word by word by Aunt Wei.

The seven or eight-year-old girl obviously couldn't read the esoteric words, biting the pen, feeling very bored, and asked with a look of annoyance, Xie Zhenren said that her aunt was the best at playing the pipa, and she was also very good at dancing in the sky, and she could also compose poems, so why not teach Konoha to do it?

Wei Taozhuo gently hugged the little girl in his arms and said, singing and dancing are just a means of doing things, Aunt Wei's hard work in learning art when she was young has another purpose, of course you don't need to. Reading too many poems and songs is too easy to be sad and sad, and my aunt doesn't want you to be a talented woman with a lot of sorrows.