During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and I don't know if it was the drizzle that broke people's hearts, or the tears of sad people condensed into raindrops. Zhou Yu traveled all the way, in addition to going to the post station to change horses, the starry night was endless, and he drove 2,000 miles in seven or eight days and returned to Gusu City.

The air is wafting with the unique fragrance of new tea in the Ming Dynasty, faint, if there is nothing, it smells so bitter today, Zhou Yu immediately hit the middle street, the armor was stained with dust, but he did not take a step forward, just looked at the wet money on the long bluestone road after the cold rain.

After rushing to catch up, he was still a step too late, and he couldn't see Sun Ce's last face, at this moment, Zhou Yu had to accept it from the bottom of his heart: the flying boy who grew up with him and accompanied him for many years has really passed away.

His appearance is still so clearly engraved in his mind, that wandering and unbridled smile, as if it can defeat all the ghosts and spirits in the world, his voice is still so clear, irrefutable with a little sincerity, lingering in his ears, and he can't help but say: "Gong Jin, will you accompany me to Yuan Shu's old man's tent to ask for soldiers?" "Gong Jin, help me come up with an idea, does Miss Da Qiao take a fancy to me?" "Gongjin ......" "Gongjin ......"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu suddenly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to restrain his emotions, and before long, he heard a sound in front of him, and opened his eyes again, only to see that at the end of the road, Sun Quan, who was dressed in linen and filial piety, walked quickly with Zhang Zhao and others. Needless to say, Sun Quan heard a report from the soldiers guarding the city, saying that Zhou Yu had returned, so he buried Sun Ce and hurried to greet him.

Zhou Yu restrained his emotions, turned over and dismounted, and strode forward. When the abbot was far away, Sun Quan was about to speak, but he saw Zhou Yu lift the hem of his clothes and kneel down to make a big salute to the monarch and ministers: "Gong Jin is late, please forgive the lord." ”

This kneeling, for Sun Quan, is more important than a daughter. Since Sun Ce's death, there are many people in Jiangdong who are not subordinate, and even the few close ministers behind him will inevitably have the intention of leaving, let alone treat each other with the courtesy of a monarch and a minister. Sun Quan looked at Zhou Yu in front of him, only to feel that after Sun Ce left, his dependence on his eldest brother was transferred to him, and for a while, all kinds of emotions such as guilt and sadness came to his heart, and after a long time, he calmed down, bent down and helped him up with both hands: "It's good to come back...... My mother has always remembered when Brother Gongjin will be able to return it, so go home with me. ”

In the general's mansion, Mrs. Wu sat in the warm pavilion, rolling down tears with people on her back. She has always prided herself on being strong, because Sun Jian wants to lead the troops to fight, whether she is pregnant or dragging her children and daughters, she always takes care of herself and never complains, but God still treats her so unfairly, making her young and widowed, and losing her beloved son. If she could express it, how much would she want to ask God, why did she treat her like this? Why didn't you want her life, but took her son's life? But she doesn't even have the right to cry out in grief, so she can only cheer up and plan for the living.

With Sun Quan's prestige, it was not enough to deter Jiangdong, but fortunately, Zhou Yu came back, and Mrs. Wu's high heart was finally able to settle down a little, she just thought about it, and heard a rush of footsteps outside the pavilion, it was Sun Quan who came with Zhou Yu.

Mrs. Wu hurriedly wiped away her tears, looked at Zhou Yu, who had changed into a vegetarian coat, saluting herself, and couldn't help crying sadly: "You kid...... I've traveled 2,000 miles in a few days, and I'm tired, right? ”

Zhou Yu choked in his throat: "I'm not tired, I can't rush back as soon as possible, it's Gongjin's fault." ”

As several people were talking, Sun Shangxiang, who was dressed in filial piety, suddenly stumbled in and cried, "Mother...... Sister-in-law, sister-in-law doesn't know where to go......"

When Mrs. Wu heard this, Huo Di stood up and said hurriedly: "I didn't confess, you must take care of your eldest sister-in-law......

"It's a good look, but the eldest sister-in-law is happy and quiet, and she doesn't let the servants follow, so she says that she wants to drink water...... She hadn't eaten or drunk for several days, so I hurried to the small kitchen to boil water, but when I came back, my sister-in-law was gone......"

"Have you looked up and down in the house? What about Qiong'er and Shao'er's room? Sun Quan couldn't help but be anxious, and asked Sun Shangxiang.

"I've searched all over the place, but I can't see the eldest sister-in-law, and there are many guests, I don't know if I went out while the chaos was there!"

Da Qiao has been dumbfounded in the past few days, even if she was cheering for Sun Ce this morning, she just stepped forward and kissed him lightly on the forehead. Everyone thought that Da Qiao was sad and confused, but now it seems that she should have other plans.

Mrs. Wu didn't feel a little panicked, and ordered: "Except for the necessary errand servants in the house, all go out, and you have to bring Ying'er back safely from all over Gusu!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Sun Quan and Sun Shangxiang both jumped out, while Zhou Yu stood still and didn't move, recalling in his mind that he had heard Xiao Qiao say that Da Qiao could ride a horse, could it be that she really went to that place?

Four hundred miles away from Gusu City, Niuzhu, Jiang Qingyue is close to people, Da Qiao came alone on a horse, turned over, and looked at the endless rolling river water.

She had never gone out alone before, let alone riding a horse to walk such a long way, since she beat Sun Ce, she was no longer afraid of death, and she felt that the vast world was free to gallop, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

Six years ago, on such a spring day, Sun Ceda crossed the river from the other side, and the night before crossing the river, they were married on the bank of the Wujiang River.

Da Qiao stood on tiptoe and looked at the other side, like a frost and cold moon, the pavilion built by Sun Ce was still faintly visible, Da Qiao's tears were hazy, as if he saw himself and Sun Ce at that time, just in time to exchange glasses, snuggling and whispering.

I don't know what time it is, Da Qiao pursed her lips slightly, the salty teardrops were no longer recognizable, she gently untied the vegetarian coat on her body, and threw it in the wind, and her white clothes were swept into the vast night with the east wind.

Inside is the gold thread red skirt specially prepared by Sun Ce for her wife, Da Qiao took out the dragon hairpin from the inner pocket, raised her hand and put it between the cloud temples, she is still so beautiful, gorgeous like a peach and plum and fresh as a hibiscus, just like a few years ago when she first got married, but it is a pity that once the lover is gone, no one will toast the east wind with her here.

Da Qiao's tears were more urgent, but she laughed again, she walked slowly along the riverside, letting the river wet her shoes and socks, she should have felt cold, but she had already lost consciousness, and there was a distant singing voice in her ears, as if someone was singing "Decline, no return?" Because of Weijun, Hu Wei is exposed ......"

At the end of the day, she still can't do it. Without him, her heart was already numb with pain, she couldn't sleep, she couldn't eat, she couldn't even say a complete sentence, if she returned today, she should still be able to catch up with him, he must have said that he would wait for her in Lethe, but how could she bear him to wait too long?

Da Qiao whimpered, her strength became weaker and weaker, she simply sat by the river, let the river water wet her robe, slowly, slowly spread over her body, and swallowed her little by little.

Consciousness gradually blurred, only the sound of water was left in the ears, poignant and hazy, blurry, as if someone had split the river and broken the water, wearing a gold helmet and silver armor, carrying a silver gun, and smiling as before.

Da Qiao didn't know whether he was dreaming or waking up, he just wanted to hold his hand tightly, his thin lips trembled, and he couldn't stop calling: "Sun Lang...... Sun Lang...... Don't leave me, don't leave me! ”