Chapter 11: Love (Part II)

Pusheng I am in the pool, and its leaves are separated. If you can do benevolence and righteousness, you don't know if you are a concubine. The crowd poured gold, so that the monarch was separated. When Nian Jun went to me, he was sad and sad. I want to see the color of you, and I feel sad and sad. Nian Jun is often bitter and sad, and he can't sleep at night. Don't be heroic and give up what you love? Don't be cheap with fish and meat, and give up donating onions and shallots? Don't be cheap with hemp, abandon donations and kuai? There is no pain when you go out, and there is no worry when you go in. There is a lot of sad wind on the borderland, and the trees are beautiful! From the gentleman to the solitary pleasure, prolong the life of a thousand years.

"Pond Walking"

"Pusheng is in my pool, and its leaves are separated." Cao Zhi pointed to the green algae on the surface of the water. "Isn't the beginning of her poem "Going Up the Pond" written on both sides of the Luo River?"

"Going on the Pond" is Zhen Luo's famous article, and it is precisely because of this masterpiece that Zhen Luo is respected by later generations as one of the most prestigious talented women. The world thinks that Zhen Luo's motive for writing this poem is because he is dissatisfied with Cao Pi's false love with himself, and he is even more dissatisfied with Cao Pi's many actions after ascending to the throne, so he wrote this poem full of sorrow and grievances "Going on the Pond" to complain to Cao Pi. Today, Cao Zhi said that this poem was written for him, which is really unexpected.

"Your Highness, I have heard a rumor about this poem." I said confusedly. "It is precisely because of this poem that Queen Zhen will be ......"

The words came to his lips, but he didn't dare to continue, so he could only stop abruptly.

"What's ......," Cao Zhi smiled. will be given death by my brother, right? ”

I nodded apprehensively.

It is indeed recorded in the history books that Zhen Luo deeply angered Cao Pi because of this heart-wrenching poem that made people unbearable to read suddenly. Especially the last two sentences, from the monarch to the solitary pleasure, extending to the thousands, are blessings on the surface, but in fact they are secretly cursed. Since then, Zhen Luo has been more and more neglected, and finally even died by Cao Pi with poisoned wine.

Of course, this is just a version of word of mouth, and it is the most plausible-sounding story, but what the truth is, no one really knows.

"You will be given death by the emperor, right?" Cao Zhi bluntly said what I didn't dare to say. "Let me speak for my husband."

I didn't dare to say anything more, and replaced the explanation with silence.

"In fact, her death has nothing to do with the imperial brother at all, at that time she and the imperial brother's son Cao Rui were both more than ten years old, Cao Rui is the imperial brother's favorite prince, and the imperial brother has always been in poor health, I think he has already decided to pass the throne to Cao Rui." Cao Zhi's words are reasonable, and people really can't refute them. "Do you think he will personally give the future emperor's biological mother to death?"

"Is that ......?"

"Hey, she killed herself by drinking doves." Cao Zhi lowered his head and rubbed his eyes weakly.

Suicide!

My whole body was trembling, and Cao Zhi's words were like a thunderclap on the ground, terrifying.

"It's her fight against fate, and it's her contempt for me. She felt that I couldn't let go of the glory and wealth so I refused to elope with her, she was more free and easy than me, and she would choose to wither herself when she felt bored. Cao Zhi gulped down the wine in the pot, as if this would give him the courage to continue. From Jun to Dule, from a thousand years to a thousand years, you see that her words are more to the point. Laugh at me for living alone. ”

Your Highness ...... "I really don't know how brave Cao Zhi is to tell this story, because in this story, Cao Zhi is not only not as debauched as rumored, but he is a little submissive and dare not love or hate.

"Actually, the royal brother is even more sad than me, the imperial brother loves Zhen Luo very much, but he has never got her heart." Cao Zhi smiled bitterly as he spoke. "He is the emperor, how can he accept such a thing, so he made up the holy decree that he gave death and poisoned Zhen Luo."

The sky gradually darkened, and the Luohe River stirred up a few clusters of splashes from time to time, as if to cater to Cao Zhi's confession. We came here at noon, and it was already dusk when the tired birds were about to return.

There is no end in heaven and earth, and human life is like the morning glow.

"Your Highness, I actually believe what you say, because I know that history can be easily tampered with."

Cao Zhi leaned on the stump and smiled at the riverbank. "Sir, in fact, I don't want you to believe me, it's good that you're just dreaming, in fact, what I say to you is also my own relief, every time someone comes in, I will tell him the story again, and my heart can be a little more comfortable."

It was at this moment that I realized that I was in the world of painting. Everything here is fake, the scenery is fake, the weather is fake, so Cao Zhi should also be fake, but what he said is so heartfelt and sincere.

Which ones are true? Which ones are illusory.

"Sir...... In fact, I am only halfway through my story, and I haven't told the story of Luo Shenfu yet...... But it's getting late, do you still want to hear it? ”

"Naturally, I want to hear about it."

As dusk passed, night fell, and the moonlight shone on everyone's faces, and I was amazed to look at the squires and soldiers who were motionless like sculptures.

Ever since Cao Zhi started telling me stories, they've been there.

"Your Highness, what the hell is going on with these people?" I asked.

"Because my conversation with you now does not belong to the content of "Luo Shen Futu", and they are only drawn for the progress of Luo Shen Fu's story, so at times like this, they will lose their words and actions." Cao Zhi tried to explain as concisely as possible, but I still listened ambiguously.

"Then they're all fake, aren't they?"

Cao Zhi nodded. "They're like parrots that can only repeat a few words.

"Your Highness, ...... you?"

"I'm naturally real. I'm Cao Zhi, the Cao Zhi you know. Cao Zhi said. I know you're confused, but when I finish telling the story of Luo Shenfu, you'll understand everything. ”

We sat on the ground, lit a bonfire, and began to listen to Cao Zhi's final confession.

"In the third year of Huang Chu, that is, the beginning time in this painting, I was named the king of Juancheng by the imperial brother, so I said it was a reward, but it was better to say that it was a distribution."

"Well, I know something about this."

"That gentleman must have heard that the imperial brother gave me Zhen Luo's relics before his death, a piece of her favorite jade pendant." Cao Zhi said slowly.

"I've heard that the world also said that when you saw that jade pendant, you saw things and thought about people, and you actually cried on the spot." I replied.

"Hahaha." Cao Zhi burst out laughing, then poured a glass of wine into the raging flames. "I cried on the spot, and later generations thought I was stupid."

“......”

"Although I love her, she is the queen after all, and the royal brother didn't cry, how dare I cry." Cao Zhi said stupidly. "I'm really sad, not only because it's her relic, but also because that jade pendant was given to her when we first met Luoshui."

This story is gradually full, in fact, the story of this jade pendant is basically the same as the historical record, but because of the lack of many details, some emotions are incomprehensible.

"Then with this jade pendant, my heart was like a knife back to the fiefdom from the capital, that day was exactly the year after her fragrance disappeared, when I passed through the Luoshui River, I didn't expect to meet her again." Cao Zhi looked at the sky with a hesitant expression. "She stood on a lotus leaf in the middle of the river and looked at me, dressed in white, and her face as pure as snow."

"Isn't that Roselle?" I exclaimed.

"She is Zhen Luo, in fact, I don't know if she is called Luoshen, Luoshen is the name I gave her, maybe there is really a legendary Luoshen in the world, but in fact, it has nothing to do with Zhen Luo, I just borrowed her name. However, Zhen Luo has really become a god and a musician of heaven. Cao Zhi explained. That's what she told me. ”

"Heavenly Court!" I don't know why I was a little disgusted when I heard the name.

Cao Zhi picked up the branch and stirred the flames, and the fire grew stronger and stronger, illuminating the faces of the two of us red.

"Sir, do you really believe that there is a God? Is there a heavenly court? Cao Zhi asked suddenly.

I nodded without thinking.

"Haha, all the people who have entered this painting, you are the first to answer so decisively." Cao Zhi said with a smile. "Luo Shen is not my fantasy, she is real, but I don't dare to write Zhen Luo's name directly, so I used Luo Shen's name in Fu to cover up."

"Your Highness, what happened to Empress Zhen after she met you again."

Cao Zhi looked at the slowly flowing Luohe River at night, and his heart was surging. "We lingered on the shore to our heart's content, from early morning till late evening."

This is an amazing thing, and after the separation of yin and yang, it is possible to meet again, is there anything more joyful? But why did Cao Zhi's face not show a trace of joy when he told this story.

"Then ......" Cao Zhi wanted to speak and stopped.

"I've heard the story after that, and it must be the same as the description in your Luo Shen Fu, because there is a difference between man and god, and you finally reluctantly separated." I guessed.

Cao Zhi stared straight at me, a thick mist enveloping his eyes. "Sir, if only it were that, then I would be able to forgive myself."

His Luo Shen Fu is sometimes true and sometimes fake, I began to think that Luo Shen is real, he told me that there is no Luo Shen only Zhen Luo, and then I thought that the story of Cao Zhi chasing Luo Shen was true, and he told me that it was fake.

It seems that now only when it comes out of his mouth will it be the truth.

"Zhen Luo and I said to me after Yuyun, I hope I can kill myself......"

Cao Zhi's words were plain, but I almost fell over, and stood up all of a sudden, unable to calm down for a long time.

She ...... She made you kill yourself? She loves you so much, why should you kill yourself? ”

"Because it was she who begged the Emperor of Heaven that day, so she reluctantly came to the mortal world just to see me, and she wanted me to give up everything like her." Cao Zhi muttered gloomily. "She felt that with my talent, I would definitely be able to rank in the immortal class after I died, and I would be able to see her every day in the Heavenly Court at that time, and she also told me that after she drank the dove that day, her body and mind were liberated."

"You ......" I know that Cao Zhi must not have committed suicide, otherwise such an important event would definitely be recorded as it is. You rejected her again. ”

Cao Zhi suddenly shed a few tears, and then wiped them away vigorously. "Sir...... I don't dare. ”