"She's really dead."

The sunlight is harsh and looks dazing.

"Well, this grandmother is the only one who is still alive among the palace maids present back then, although she didn't see the process of Gao Lishi strangling Yang Yuhuan, but she sewed the white silk according to the order, and she also helped when the body was finally collected."

Bai Juyi himself is a living room, responsible for recording the emperor's words and deeds, and has always felt that the history books written on the basis of living notes are a very serious thing. At this time, I learned from the palace maid that at least Yang Yuhuan's death was consistent with the historical records, and I felt a sense of relief inexplicably.

Qi Zihuan said softly: "I mean, that palace maid is really dead." ”

"Well, that's right...... Wait, you say palace maid? Bai Juyi suddenly reacted.

Kukai also frowned, and after a while, he asked tentatively, "Illusion?" ”

Qi Zihuan nodded silently.

Bai Juyi turned around and ran to the house first, and Kukai followed with a flick of his sleeve robe.

Qi Zihuan didn't turn around, and walked slowly all the way, leaning over from time to time to pick out a small paper figure from the grass on the side of the road.

When he first came to Datang, he didn't know what he was going to face, although he was a little nervous, he was still full of confidence.

After I found out that it was the legend of the demon cat, I had become very relaxed.

This demon cat doesn't seem to have much ability except for illusion, at least it's far worse than grandma's generation.

As long as you find a trace, you can kill it with a sword.

But after meeting several times, when he entered the door just now and saw the palace maid who had already been strangled, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

I saw the black cat in Hu Yulou and Chen's Mansion that night before, but I was not prepared and escaped by it. But the next two times, he couldn't even see the face of the black cat, as if there was a behind-the-scenes hand who had arranged everything in advance, instead of taking them around and around, one by one, to restore the history of thirty years ago.

Is it really as simple as in the movie, when the things of thirty years ago are said in a wordy manner, the black cat suddenly came to his senses, spit out a mouthful of blood and hung himself on the southeast branch?

And that's the end of it?

Qi Zihuan doesn't have to do anything, just wait for the subtitles to go home?

Anyway, this feeling of not being able to find an enemy made him punch and punch into the air, and an uncomfortable feeling of emptiness arose in his heart.

It's not even as refreshing as the old demon of Montenegro, who fights each other until he vomits blood.

The footsteps sounded, and I saw Bai Juyi running out quickly with a blue face, running to the river embankment not far in front of him in one breath before stopping, and then smashed the willow tree next to him with his fist.

Qi Zihuan and Kukai Monk followed without a word.

Bai Juyi shouted violently: "What the hell does it want to do!" ”

This feeling of killing people and using illusions to play with people is uncomfortable for anyone.

"If it doesn't show up, it just wants us to continue investigating......" Kukai said.

"Check? How to check! ”

Kukai lowered his head and thought for a while, and asked, "Is there anyone else alive who was in Ma Weiyi back then?" ”

"It's been thirty years, and they're all dead...... Bai Juyi's eyes were blank, and he muttered out the names one by one, "Emperor Xuanzong, Yang Guifei, Gao Lishi, Chen Yuqiao, his father Chen Xuanli, Chao Heng ......"

"Who is Chao Heng?"

"He is also a native of your Japanese country, the highest official among the Tang envoys in the past dynasties."

"Mr. Abe Nakamaro? He was also in Ma Weiyi at the time? ”

"Yes, that's him. But he died a long time ago. ”

"Does he have a mansion in Chang'an City? Is there anyone else in the house? ”

"Yes, just east of the city, there is still a concubine at home."

"Mr. Abe Nakamaro is the pride of our country, and I would like to visit him at his house."

Qi Zihuan stood aside and did not speak, looking at such a divine turn of the monk Kukai, he set the goal of his next action to pay tribute to his fellow countrymen.

However, speaking of Abe Nakamaro, this is a very famous foreign friend in Chinese history.

He was a native of the Japanese Dynasty, gifted and intelligent, diligent and studious since childhood, especially fond of Chinese literature, which coincided with the high enthusiasm of the Japanese State to learn the advanced culture of the Tang Dynasty after the Dahua Revolution, so he came to Chang'an as an envoy to the Tang Dynasty at the age of nineteen.

After coming to the land of dreams, he took a Chinese name called Chao Heng, studied in the Guozi Eunuch Taixue, and after graduation, he took the imperial examination and was admitted to the Jinshi in one fell swoop. After that, starting from the school book of the Zuo Chunfang Division of Jiupin, the three generations of emperors of Xuanzong, Suzong, and Daizong, the official to the guest secretary, and the Duke of Rongda.

At that time, he was also a person in the cultural circle, and he had a good relationship with Li Bai, Wang Wei, Chu Guangxi and other great poets, and even when he tried to return to China only but was shipwrecked, Li Bai thought he was hanging, and specially wrote a poem "Crying Chao Qingheng".

But of course he didn't die, but drifted on the sea, all the way to Southeast Asia, from the current location in Vietnam ashore, and then back to Chang'an, and then, it was enough to catch up with the Anshi Rebellion and the death of Yang Yuhuan, and then he never returned to China until the end of his life.

……

The three of them arrived at the Abe Nakamaro Mansion.

Qi Zihuan sighed a little, this Bai Juyi is not only outstanding in poetry, but also has full level of tour guide skills.

However, it didn't take long for this emotion to become that Monk Kukai was not only a profound Dharma, but also a friend of middle-aged and elderly women.

Abe Nakamaro's concubine is now a gray-haired old woman, she used to be a Tang girl, but she has lived with Abe all her life, and now she has developed the habit of wearing a kimono and speaking Japanese.

I saw Kukai talk to him in Japanese, and after a few words, he gained trust and obtained Abe's diary before his death.

Abe Nakamaro's tomb is in the courtyard of the mansion, and Kukai put away his usual smile and completed the memorial in earnest.

The old woman closed her eyes, as if reminiscing about the past, and then said something with a calm face.

"In this life, sir, the most loved person is not me."

……

"Who is Chao Heng in love?"

Leaving Abe's mansion, the gossip soul in Bai Juyi's body could no longer be suppressed, and he couldn't wait to ask.

The diary was written in Japanese, and only Kukai could read it.

At this time, the three of them were sitting in the private room of a riverside restaurant, and Kukai, who had already flipped through two pages of his diary, looked at the catkins scattered in the wind downstairs, and whispered to himself: "It's spring again." ”

Qi Zihuan, who had been silent, suddenly said in a thick voice with a straight voice: "Spring is coming, everything is recovering, and the prairie is here again...... Well, the season of rejoicing. ”

The inexplicable words pulled Kukai's distant thoughts back.

"Bai Letian, your long-hated song is about the love between Emperor Xuanzong and Yang Guifei."

He flipped to the first page of the diary and tapped his finger lightly.

"Here, it's about another love story."