Wanying nodded, seeing that Cui Ying'er's teacup only had tea leaves left, she picked up the teapot on the table and poured Cui Ying'er a cup of tea.

Cui Ying'er glanced at her teacup, a sense of gratitude rose in her heart, she got up suddenly, walked to the wall where the pipa was hung, held the pipa hanging on the wall in her arms, and said in the intoxicating Wu Nong's soft language: "After the rain, the sky is clear, Yangzhou City is also new, after this level, walk more than ten miles out of Yangzhou City, Ying'er plays a little song, Niangniang drinks tea, while looking at the last beautiful scenery of Yangzhou." ”

has passed the level, Wanying's heart is also a little more steady, she looked at Cui Ying'er knowingly, smiled and nodded, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Cui Ying'er still hugged the pipa and half-covered her face, sitting in front of the red window of the painting boat, the warm morning breeze blew Cui Ying'er's scattered green silk, and the heat of the midsummer morning covered Cui Ying'er's forehead with a thin layer of sweat.

The slender fingers plucked the lonely strings, and a series of resentful palace words came in the gentle sound of the pipa.

"Nishinomiya night quiet potpourri,

If you want to roll the bead curtain and hate it in spring

……”

Wanying couldn't understand what Cui Ying'er was singing, she grew up in the capital since she was a child, and she didn't know much about the Wu language in Jiangnan.

The sad melody flowed out of Cui Yinger's mouth in waves, although she couldn't understand the lyrics, but Wanying could still understand the sadness between the tones and frustrations.

The carefree birds on the riverbank chirped, and the upside-down willows scratched their heads and teased the turquoise water.

When the tears fell in the palm of her hand, Wanying woke up from the trance, and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes while wiping her sweat.

From time to time, cargo ships loaded with towering piles of cargo passed by, and a few heartfelt cheers disappeared into the canal with the cry of waterfowl.

After singing the song, Cui Ying'er put the pipa on the coffee table and asked with an embarrassed expression: "Niangniang, can you understand the meaning of this word?" ”

Wan Ying wanted to shake her head, but nodded involuntarily.

"I don't understand the words, but I understand the tune, and I half-understand and half-understand."

"Niangniang, I probably can't understand Ying'er's lyrics."

A gust of wind blew, dispersing the summer heat gathered in the workshop, and the slight sweat on Wanying's forehead and the remaining tears in the corners of her eyes were dried.

Wanying wanted to raise her head to look at such an empathetic breeze, but after looking for a long time but there was no end, she picked up the teacup in silence, took a sip of Longjing tea gently, and said lightly: "If you didn't understand the words half a year ago, it is estimated that even the tune only knows how to suppress and frustrate, and does not know the joys and sorrows." ”

Cui Ying'er saw that Wanying's teacup was also half empty, so she picked up the exquisite teapot and added half a cup of tea to Wanying.

"Niangniang, joys and sorrows are often separated, and after experiencing it, you will be calm."

Wanying didn't expect such profound and righteous words to come out of Cui Ying'er's mouth, and her heart suddenly felt warm and swollen.

"You're right, after going through it, you'll be at ease."

Cui Ying'er looked at Wanying, glanced at her mother at the bow of the boat, and then said to Wanying: "My mother and I met in Pingshui, and my mother was my life-saving benefactor. That year I was only five years old, followed my mother from Suzhou to Zhenjiang, and from Zhenjiang to Yangzhou, from time to time to go to Huai'an to support the field, more than ten years of ups and downs, only this Ye Bian boat as a companion, when I was young, my mother thought I was clumsy, and I beat to death at every turn. At that time, I always thought that if I could come out one day in the future, the first thing would be to kick my mother away. But now that I'm out, I'm reluctant to leave my mother. ”

Cui Ying'er said, Shuangyu cut out two lines of tears, she understood that Wanying would not think she was noisy, looked at her mother who was leaning on the cabin smoking hookah, and continued bitterly in her heart: "It is sometimes difficult for people to understand the predicament in front of them, is it a blessing or a curse? Just like me, I have been complaining for ten years, and I always hate my biological father, how can he be willing to sell his own daughter to the flower boat to be a singer? I hated it so much, I hated it for ten years, I hated why he didn't sell his brother, why he only sold me, I don't understand. ”

Cui Ying'er mentioned her past for no reason, although the trajectories of the two fates are completely different, and there are some similar shadows in the dark.

In the more than a month before this, Wanying didn't think for a moment, why did God treat herself so harshly? Why did she hate to lift herself high and fall down heavily!

"But I don't hate it now, I think my father has no choice, if he can have money to treat his mother and bury her, he is not willing to buy his own daughter in this kind of place. Isn't it good that my father can have money to bury his mother after selling it, and his brother doesn't have to fall to the end of the world? ”

Cui Ying'er no longer hated her father, and Wanying was still immersed in the bitterness of hatred and couldn't extricate herself.

"If you don't sell me, my mother will have to be thrown into the wilderness to feed the wolves, dogs, and birds, if you don't sell me, my father and younger brother will not survive, and the debt collector may really clean my brother and send him to the capital as a eunuch, then our family will not be doomed? It's better to sell me, I'll suffer a little, and they can be better. ”

Wanying looked at Cui Ying'er, who was in tears, she was only three or four years older than herself, how could she live so transparently and open-mindedly?

"Mother, you must be wondering if I'm insincere?"

Wanying shook her head and retorted gently: "No, I believe everything you say, but I don't understand, what makes you stop hating?" I seem to know! ”

"I can't tell what it is. It's like I hated my dad at the beginning, but then my mom beat me too hard, and I didn't hate my dad and hated mom. Now, after really experiencing the wind, frost, and swords, the cold and the heat, I feel sorry for my mother's difficulty. If my mother hadn't beaten and scolded me, I wouldn't have learned to play lyrics and sing songs, and I wouldn't have been able to support myself, let alone her. I don't know what I've been doing for half of my life, the people I have hated for more than ten years are living in the place where I am most concerned about now. ”

Cui Ying'er didn't understand why she would open her heart to Wanying, who met in Pingshui, and Wanying was also grateful to Cui Ying'er for being honest with her, but there are some things that she will understand after experiencing it herself, and she will understand the state of mind of others......

Wanying didn't dare to say, 'I understand your words, or I understand your suffering......

After these painful escapes, Wanying understands that no one in this world can empathize with the suffering of another person......

Just as you don't understand her suffering, she can't understand your suffering......

Although each other wants to comfort each other's injured hearts, after all, there is some pain that no one can heal, and some injuries need to be forgotten by themselves......

Wanying also seemed to tell Cui Ying'er about the pain in her heart. I don't know why, many earth-shaking pains came to their mouths with difficulty, and they all turned into wordless sighs......

The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about giving new words, and he falls in love with the floor.

Thinking about her previous pretentious poems and songs, Wanying couldn't help but laugh at herself from her heart, what sad spring and autumn, what cloudy and sunny days, they are just crazy words that deceive people's ears. When a disaster truly falls from the sky without warning, no one has time to lament their sorrows, absolutely no time.

Whether it was escaping from the fire or the tragic catastrophe in the Jingjie Station, Wanying's every breath was trembling, every thought was precarious, and none of the sorrows and poems that had been on her lips could describe her sadness at that time......

"Niangniang, now, do you also understand the bitterness and vastness of the sentence 'want to talk about it'?"

Wanying nodded sadly, wanting to say something, the grievances in her stomach turned into a sigh when she reached her mouth, and they drifted away with the wind.

"Niangniang, if you don't dislike it, can I send you to Fujian with this painting boat?"

Wanying can't ask for it, but she is a fugitive from the end of the world, how can she kidnap her bad luck on someone else's body?

"Do you know I'm wanted, and you're going to send me?"

"It's precisely because you are a wanted person that I want to send you, our boat has a small flag of the Cao Gang on it, I don't know how far we can send you, let's take one step at a time!"

"If you are arrested by officers and soldiers, you are the same party who protects you, aren't you afraid of death?"

Cui Ying'er smiled and said charmingly: "For the sake of my mother's fate, Ying'er let it go." ”

This sentence is obviously a joke, who would trade their lives for an empty promise? is obviously chivalrous and tender, but he wants to say that he is obscene, and this affection is heavily pressed in Wanying's heart.

The slender men who pulled the fiber had begun to get a little tired, and the neat and thick horns were sometimes muffled and sometimes sounded.

The painting boat floated out of Yangzhou leisurely, and Cui Yinger pointed to a stone tablet on the shore near and said: "Look, it is a stone tablet of Yangzhou land, we are out of Yangzhou City......

Going out of the city so easily, Wanying was a little incredible.

But what is even more incredible is the Governor of Liangjiang who is sweating profusely and jumping like thunder.

Sitting in the main hall of the Yangzhou prefect's inner house, the governor of Liangjiang was sweating profusely, and his neckline was soaked with beads of sweat.

"Can't they have wings? How can it be that more than 10,000 officers and soldiers are strictly guarding at various checkpoints, and there is no trace of them? ”

"Lord Zhangtai, do you want to contact the lowly father-in-law?" The prefect of Yangzhou saw that his boss was furious, and his heart was also uneasy.

"Don't, if you tell the governor of Caoyun about this matter now, it is equivalent to telling the capital directly, and before you catch someone, the news can't leak a word!"

"The news of the new queen can't be fake, right? Yesterday, the woman said in person that she was the emperor's wife? ”

When the governor of Liangjiang heard these words that he didn't want to hear, he became more and more irritable, and glared at the prefect of Yangzhou and said: "The imperial court announced that the emperor list of the world can also be fake? You're not going to patronize hugging your father-in-law's thighs, and even your brain is broken, are you? ”

The prefect of Yangzhou is also a little difficult to ride a tiger now, and he does not advocate hunting and killing Prince Rong, but the governor of Liangjiang insists on doing so, and he has no choice but to comply. But now that the person is missing from his own home, this is really a dumb person who eats coptis, and he can't tell if he has suffering.

"Lord Zhengtai, in fact, there is nothing wrong with sending her away, she just can't be a queen, and being a concubine is also our credit?"

The governor of Liangjiang touched the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and was so angry that he couldn't get up in one breath, so he could only unbutton the neckline. Heng Mei said coldly: "If everything in the world is so simple, Hanako can be the prefect." ”

This sentence is obviously an insult to the IQ of the Yangzhou prefect, and it is also a contempt for his insight!

Seeing that the governor of Liangjiang did not agree with his opinion, the prefect of Yangzhou also lowered his eyebrows and shouted again and again: "Yes, yes, the master of Taiwan is right!" ”

"You have also been working for more than ten years, you think that the queen of the main palace is a side concubine, and the concubine is in Yangzhou City, go to his mother's 'micro service private tour!' Lost the coil! That's all a trick to coax a three-year-old, can you believe it? ”

"According to the high opinion of the Lord of Taiwan: Could it be that this Prince Rong and Concubine Niangniang were chased and killed before they were exiled to Yangzhou City?"

The governor of Liangjiang unbuttoned a button, the air circulation was much smoother, he fanned a huge pu fan, and said with a disdainful face: "When will you also learn from your father-in-law's ability to sit firmly on the Caotai and control the eight provinces, and the buildings near the water will get the moon first, you are such a hard backer, and you only get a four-grade governor, you don't want to think about your own problems?" ”

The prefect had bitterness in his heart, and when he saw that he was being ridiculed by his boss like this, he dared not speak out.

"Lord Taiwan, could it be that the current queen is chasing and killing this Prince Rong?"

After the prefect of Yangzhou said this, under the scorching heat of July, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Brother Boran, you are the son-in-law of the Governor of Caoyun, and you are also my subordinate, and you can be regarded as your own person. I might as well tell you a word from my heart, this Prince Rong and Princess Rong must die, otherwise the two of us will be the first official! ”

"Lord Taiwan, how do you say this? What you said last night was general, and I didn't have time to ask in detail when I dispatched troops. ”

"Anyway, the two of us are grasshoppers on a rope now, and I'll tell you the truth."

"I am willing to listen to the teachings of Taiwan."

"Shi Zhongyuan has died violently in the capital, and I heard what I said in the capital, the corpse was beaten to pieces, and hung on the city gate building like a dead dog cloth bag for a whole day. What does this mean? ”

"What did you say? Shi Zhongyuan died violently? He is the father-in-law of the current emperor! ”

Talking about such a thrilling topic, the coldness in the heart of the governor of Liangjiang finally overcame the heat of his skin, threw down the pu fan, and said to the prefect of Yangzhou step by step: "Not to mention whether he is Prince Rong and his father-in-law, then he was also a surprising general back then!" led the minister of the guard, commanded the palace guards, and was also crowned the crown prince Shaobao. The minister of the first product. ”

"Really Violent Corpse Capital?"

The Governor of Liangjiang nodded firmly, and said solemnly: "It's been dead for more than a month, think about it, who will do it?" Who dares to kill the current emperor's father-in-law? ”

"How do I know that?"

"Okay, then let me ask you again, Shi Zhongyuan and his daughter are dead, who has the greatest interests?"

The Yangzhou prefect's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the governor of Liangjiang with a look of confusion, and a few shivers made the back of the Yangzhou prefect cold, "Could it be that the current queen killed Shi Zhongyuan?" And then hunt down Prince Rong and Concubine Rong all day long? ”

Now, the prefect of Yangzhou has finally straightened out the twists and turns.