"The person who controls the realm in this painting seems to be Song Huizong, and there is no suspense about this." I hurriedly responded. "It's just that how did Emperor Huizong and the teacher girl become part of this painting? I think their state is the same as Han Hee-jae. ”

"Maybe it was Zhang Zeduan's hands and feet, I think he painted Emperor Huizong and his teachers in this painting in a vague way, because he was very dissatisfied with the decadent state of the Northern Song Dynasty at that time, so it is possible to use this way to take revenge on the culprit in his mind." Zuo Dao thought for a moment, and then slowly answered me. "At that time, Song Huizong often pretended to be an ordinary businessman to look for the master and girl, so he painted him as an ordinary person and hid it in the crowd, so as to meet the conditions for the composition of the realm in the painting, but also not be discovered."

Daoist Zuo made a lot of sense this time, and now it seems that there is only this reason. In fact, I still have a very absurd idea in my heart, I suspect that Song Huizong himself created this world, because although he is the emperor, his painting skills are more exquisite than many painters, and he can control the direction and entrance of the "Qingming Riverside Picture" at will, and in my subconscious, only my own works can be manipulated so handy. But then I dispelled this thought, because first of all, this painting is known to be made by the court painter Zhang Zeduan, and the middle of the painting is painted by the painter who needs to paint with spells, and you can't replace anyone else.

"Actually...... It's not as complicated as you think. The teacher girl suddenly moved, and tears flashed in her eyes. She twisted her handkerchief and wiped away the slender tear stains. "It's all our own doing."

"Could it be that you know the reason for this, girl?" Daoist Zuo hurriedly interrogated

Shi Shi closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes were hung with raindrops. Then he folded his hands together as if he were in repentance. "We have committed a deep sin."

"Sin? Girl, do you mean the death of the country? Although Song Huizong was the king of a country, he ignored the government and was mediocre. But the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty was not caused by him alone, this is a historical inevitability, he was at fault but not a sin. "I felt compassion and gently comforted the girl." And you are even more innocent, and Song Huizong's debauchery has nothing to do with you, so how can you talk about sin? ”

"Thank you, Liu Gongzi, but what I said is not actually this matter, the teacher is just a woman, so the ability to influence the times?" The teacher looked at us bitterly, and was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly. "Our iniquity is that we have killed our own flesh and blood."

"Flesh and blood?" I almost screamed, and I never thought that this master was still pregnant for Song Huizong. "Do you still have children of your own?"

"I have a child of my own with him, but your descendants will naturally not know, the first time I met him in this alum building, he said that he wanted to take me into the palace, I refused at that time. Because I know I am different from him. ”

"Later, he told me that he hoped that I would give birth to a prince for him, so that it would be more justifiable to take me into the palace. At that time, I thought about it again and again, and struggled for a long time, but I really admired him, and I couldn't help but listen to his words, so I finally got pregnant for him. Shishi said sadly while wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes. It's just that I never thought about relying on this to get some position as a queen concubine, I just didn't want to disappoint him. ”

"I can't imagine that there is such a past, which is not half recorded in the history books."

"It's a pity that I didn't give birth to a prince for her, but left a daughter. But he cared about me very much at the time, although it was a daughter, he still took her into the palace, handed her over to the care of the concubine who had no children in the palace, and gave the child the name of Emperor Fangde, you must know that at that time Emperor Ji was a princess. ”

"Emperor Fonde? I really haven't heard of this name. Since it appeared in the palace, it must have been recorded. ”

Shishi shook his head. "That child has been living with me until he was three years old, and he has been taken care of by the old bustard of this alum building, and he has long been accustomed to this kind of market life. After entering the palace, because I was not around, the child did not eat or drink, and tried to escape every day, but then he really had no choice, so he sent her back to me, so the child actually did not leave her name in the history books at all. ”

"I see." Zuo Dao Chang said in a low voice. "No wonder there is not a trace left in history."

In fact, I don't really want to listen to it at this time, first, I know that this story will definitely have a sad ending, otherwise the teacher girl would not cry so hoarsely. And whether it was her sin or not, it didn't seem to be a reason to be imprisoned in this painting, it was just a part of her own sadness.

"Later...... "When the master said this, he suddenly began to choke up." When the Empress found out about this, she felt that my birth was too lowly, and in order to protect the majesty of the palace, she ordered my daughter to be executed. The two sons must know that the harem of any dynasty is a powerful collective, and the relationship network is intricate, the emperor has the Manchu Dynasty civil and military in front of him, and there are six palace concubines in the back, and there are seven temples and sects, and there are princes and grandsons, and he cannot personally challenge the laws of feudalism, even if he has the heart and is powerless. ”

As soon as the words fell, the teacher began to sob with pear blossoms, and if the tears could flow into the ocean, then the little boudoir would run aground in the waves. Before she knew it, the room was a little colder, and her eyes were covered with frost.

"This ...... And then the kid was killed like that? After all, she has the blood of the royal family, how can life and death be such a child's play! This Song Huizong is really cowardly! "I couldn't help but complain." As the king of a country, you have no position like this. ”

"Then the queen sent a box of almond cakes, which I guessed must contain poison, but I did not dare to disobey the orders of the palace. So I fed the box of pastries to my daughter. ”

Daoist Zuo and I both held our breath and didn't dare to say another word, and I even covered my ears at one point, unable to bear to listen any longer.

"I ...... her uncomfortable look now. It's still vivid. "Shishi can be a little crazy at this time, there is helplessness in her eyes, hatred, and an accusation of life." She kept shouting, "Mother, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable...... And I couldn't do anything, I could only watch her lose her last breath......"

She began to hide her face on the table and began to cry, tears flowing, no matter how beautiful the stamen was, it should now wither in the majestic rain of tears.

The crystal fragrant eyelids condense the water marks, and the slender willow posture collects the jade soul. Bingqing is the most acacia language, and it originates from ethereal sleep.

"She was less than ten years old when she died." She began to talk to herself in fits and starts. "Su'er...... Zhao Suer...... This is her father personally got her name, and also carved a small Su character on her hand, I thought that after I died, I would have the opportunity to see my daughter on Huangquan Road, but I didn't expect to be trapped in such a place. ”

"I'm afraid this is God's punishment for me, a woman in the Qinglou......"