15 The Loss of a Friend: Human Life Is Like a Mustard

Wan'er washed the piles of clothes like a hill and it was almost dusk, but when she rushed home, she was still elated, rubbing her red hands, and coquettishly facing her mother: "A-Niang, Wan'er is so hungry, let me see what delicious food A-Niang left today...... Ah Niang, look at my hands, they are obviously frozen, but they seem to be ripe......"

saw that his mother Zheng was unusual, and was terribly silent, and when he took a closer look, he obviously had just cried.

Wan'er's heart sank, and she sat next to Zheng: "Mother, what's wrong?" ”

Zheng took Wan'er into his arms, and his voice was a little choked: "Wan'er, Su'e...... Su'e is gone. ”

Wan'er struggled out of her mother's arms, almost crying: "Gone? What does it mean to be gone? How can the good ones be gone? ”

Zheng couldn't answer this series of questions, the figure that was still talking and laughing in the courtyard yesterday was so vivid and agile in retrospect, but it was difficult to find a trace in the morning and night.

"What the hell is going on?" Wan'er's eyes were red, but she didn't shed tears, "What happened?" ”

“…… The little chamberlain laughed at Su'e for a while, and Su'e was in a hurry, and scolded the other party for being a 'eunuch', but she didn't want to be heard by the manager...... Thirty rods down...... I was out of breath on the spot......" Zheng couldn't imagine the tragic situation at that time, so he could only gently phrase it as simply as possible.

"It's just because of a sentence, or maybe a joke, that they turned out-" Wan'er felt that this world was simply unreasonable, and threw out a sentence angrily, "Is human life really like a mustard?" Is this court really what they call a pile of the 'living dead'? ”

The upheaval more than ten years ago had already made Zheng realize the cruelty of the impermanence of the world, in the face of life and death, although she had some immunity, she still couldn't help herself at this time, stretched out her hand to hold Wan'er, and her tone was sad: "In this palace, this is the case." There is a sense of resignation in the words.

Wan'er pushed it away, as if angry: "No one's fate is born like this?" Su E would not have been like this, she once said that the court is pure and far away from right and wrong, she is obviously a person who has no quarrel with the world, how could she end up like this in order to fight for one breath? ”

Zheng looked at his stubborn daughter who refused to admit defeat, and he had all kinds of feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Wan'er seemed to see through her mother's thoughts, and suddenly wiped away a teardrop that was about to fall from the corner of her eye: "Auntie, you don't have to bother to comfort me, my heart is hard, and I can only be comforted if I figure it out...... Take me to see Su'e, I want to see her one last time. ”

Zheng was shattered by this last sentence, and couldn't help himself from being sad: "I'm afraid I won't be able to see it...... At that time, it was wrapped up and buried in the 'wild fox fall' in the northwest corner......"

Wan'er immediately wanted to rush out, but was stopped by Zheng's stubbornly: "You can't go to see her now...... The governor said that no one was allowed to pay tribute for three days......"

A mere eunuch in charge of the court turned out to be the heaven here and the iron law here.

Wan'er stood stunned and laughed for no reason, but tears poured down her face.

After a sleepless night, she sat quietly until the first light appeared in the sky, and Wan'er ran out, and she ran to the end of the alley in one go.

Looking at the moss-covered bluestone steps, Wan'er no longer had tears to shed, she picked up the broom placed aside, as if she was the Su'e who started cleaning the stone steps every morning. She cleaned carefully one by one, and the fallen leaves accumulated overnight, not thick or thin, and there was a small sound when she stepped on it.

She remembered that before Su'e, the one who swept the steps was a blind old palace man, with a hunched back and a head of silver and white messy hair. Wan'er once curiously asked the eldest lady of the deacon of the court, and the eldest lady smiled coldly and replied: "She has been in the palace for more than 50 years, and I don't know how many times she has walked through the forty-six lanes of the Dongye Court, and she can clean them with her eyes closed, so it doesn't matter whether her eyes can see clearly or not." ”

The heart is like sinking into the boundless sea.

Wan'er slowly let go of the hand holding the broom, and simply sat down on the steps, the glow slowly soaked the distant sky, and the rows of gray houses in the courtyard gradually had a glimmer, it was such a purgatory-like place, but the simple Su'e pinned her hopes on this old age.

Wan'er straightened up suddenly, her gaze cast to another angle, the palace was beautiful, bathed in the morning light. The beautiful palace maid began to take a bath and make up, and she seemed to see a smiling face reflected in the bright bronze mirror, which was very similar to Su'e.