When you are busy, you are diligent at work, and when you are free, you can enjoy the historical sites, and your life is still full and meaningful. However, Su Zizhan, who embarked on a career with lofty ideals, always felt the huge difference between ideals and reality. The country is poor, the people are poor, and many of their own efforts are in vain.

But in the face of the reality of suffering and the weakening of the country, Su Shi's heart to serve the country will always be burning. But in the face of the reality of suffering and the weakening of the country, Su Shi's heart to serve the country will always be burning.

Su Zizhan served in Fengxiang Mansion for more than three years, and returned to the court in the first month of the second year of Zhao Shu's reign (1065) of Song Yingzong. Later, he participated in the pavilion examination, and was selected with the highest third class, and was awarded the title of official historian. In this position, Su Zizhan was able to enjoy the rare books, handwritings of celebrities and famous paintings collected in the palace.

However, at the end of May, misfortune befell Su Zizhan again. His wife, Wang Fu, died of illness at the age of twenty-seven.

In April of the following year, his father Su Xun passed away at the age of 58.

In June, the two brothers entered the Huai River from Bianshui, traced the river upstream, returned to their hometown, and kept their homes according to etiquette.

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Xu slept all day yesterday and woke up before the end of the day today.

Chaoyun sat up and looked out the window at the gray sky. Exceptionally quiet, ...... It's a bit unnatural.

Chaoyun frowned, suppressed the inexplicable panic in his heart, picked up the Buddhist scriptures at the bedside, and read them silently.

About an hour passed, and the uneasiness in Chaoyun's heart became stronger and stronger.

No, there must be something wrong! Chaoyun grabbed his hair vigorously.

"Little junior sister, remember to drink medicine tomorrow. Goodbye."

The last words that Senior Brother Mingguan said to himself yesterday suddenly sounded in his head.

It's 'goodbye', not 'see you tomorrow'.

Xiao Chaoyun's head went blank all of a sudden, he lifted the quilt, didn't bother to put on his shoes, and stumbled towards the Xiang Ji Kitchen.

No... No... This must not be true......

Xiao Chaoyun was panting, holding on to the door and not daring to enter. Adjust your breathing and push the door in.

"Senior sister, why did you get up so early today and don't sleep much?" Mingsi smiled gently.

"Senior brother, I ......" Chaoyun was in tears, and just wanted to respond to Mingsi, but found that everything was gone.

"Senior brother...... Brother...... Master! You guys must be kidding, right? It's not funny at all, you ...... Are you coming back? Chaoyun's voice choked and shouted.

Xiao Chaoyun ran around every corner of the temple, shouting at the master and brother, and finally walked back to the Xiangji kitchen exhausted.

Leaning weakly against the pillar, he slowly slipped down.

She remembered yesterday's dream, perhaps...... Not a dream.

No smile, no brother, no master, really...... Nothing is gone.

Crackling, the silence was shattered by the sound of a sudden firewood falling.

Chaoyun propped himself up and walked to the stove. Lift the lid on the feet.

Inside is steamed rice and ...... Mooncakes.

Seeing the moon cakes, Chaoyun's tears couldn't be controlled again. wiped his face indiscriminately, grabbed the moon cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

It took a few months to swallow the bread before the paper underneath was visible.

Is it faith? Chaoyun pulled out the paper, and another thing fell out. Master's Buddha beads! Chaoyun quickly picked it up and pressed it in his heart. Rubbing, there was a dent on it, which she had carved before, and was punished by the master at that time.

Chaoyun settled his mind and opened the first letter paper, which was Mingsi. The second one is a clear view. Without exception, the two senior brothers wrote comforting words, were more careful, and explained their future lives. At the end, the same words were written: "Without us, the little sister must be strong and happy." ”

But without you, my life would be meaningless. How can we be happy without you...... Senior brother, you ...... Is it okay to come back? Chaoyun will never make you angry again, come back, okay?

Xiao Chaoyun leaned against the wall and wept silently. The letter in his hand slid down. The last one, it belongs to the abbot. There are only four words: don't read it, don't find it.