XII. Collection of Poetry and Elegance
The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful.
- The Book of Poetry: Wei Feng
If only I could still find you.
At that timeβ
Can...... Look at me again?
In 753 BC, Ji Yang, the monarch of the Wei Kingdom, married the eldest daughter of the Duke of Qi Zhuang, Zhuang Jiang.
March is the best time to do so.
"Ma'am. The nurse who was married looked at Zhuang Jiang, who was still stubbornly sitting at the table waiting for the king, and felt a little distressed.
The day after he got married, the king was supposed to stay in the queen's palace according to the etiquette, but now he ignored the etiquette, left his wife, and went to the residence of the inferior concubine.
is obviously the most noble princess of Qi Kingdom, but she has to be snubbed like this.
"The king has sent someone to come, but he will not come today. β
β...... Anyway. Zhuang Jiang's delicate face had a gentle smile on it, but his eyes were gradually stained with a layer of ammonia mist.
"His. She smiled, always dignified and gentle, but it made people feel distressed, "He didn't want to come." β
I know, I know it.
However, this is my own choice, and I can't change it since I met him......
I'm happy.
At that time, Wei Zhuanggong, who was drunk in the palace of his concubine, repeated a person's name over and over again.
The person next to him gently stroked his face with his fingers, but his eyes were cold.
Wang, do you like her?
Want to know what to do?
If you don't ...... It's good to ask for it......
In 750 B.C., Mrs. Zhuang Jiang had nothing to do, and the Duke of Wei Zhuang was requested by the people to marry two sisters, Chen Guo Li Fei and Dai Fei, as concubines.
The smoke in the hall wafted from the smoker, and the two people at the table looked at each other and were silent.
β...... Are you a widow?" Wei Zhuang Gong sat in front of Zhuang Jiang and took the lead in breaking the silence of the two. It's just that the bright red dress is really a bit dazzling.
At this time, he shouldn't have come to the queen's palace, but the voice in his heart kept urging, so he still came.
I wonder if the delicate and noble woman in front of me will be even a little bit ...... It's about yourself.
"Why would the king think that?" Zhuang Jiang seemed to be a little surprised, but his face was still gentle and smiling, "You are the king, how can anyone complain about you for the decision you made?"
Just because he is a king?
Wei Zhuanggong looked at her with heavy eyes, that's it, she was still that elegant appearance, and her heart was a little dull for no reason.
"Oh, it's a lot of people. He stood up and looked at Zhuang Jiang condescendingly, but his face with hard lines looked manic, and his tone was slightly dark, "That's fine, the queen will take care of the harem well, don't disturb the widow with those pickled things." With that, he was leaving.
β...... Don't you believe me, my lord?"
Behind him, Zhuang Jiang whispered, and Wei Zhuanggong's departing figure paused without looking back.
"A queen who doesn't even have an heir, huh. β
She didn't even want herself and her children, she wanted to be widowed...... How do you believe?
In the wide sleeves, his arms trembled slightly, and his already manic face was stunned for a moment, and then a more and more irritable taste emanated.
"Should the widow believe you?"
Obviously they are the closest people, but they say the coldest words to each other.
Why is this so?
In the huge palace, Zhuang Jiang was still sitting there, but his eyes were a little hollow.
When the newlyweds enter the palace, the palace where they live should be festive and lively at this time. But how could this place be so deserted and so ...... Terrible.
Why is it just me?
"Oak Woman!
......
"Madame-" The woman ran to the inner hall with her waist bent, looking at Zhuang Jiang who was sitting at the table with empty eyes, her eyes were a little sour, and she hugged her with a distressed face. "It's okay, it's okay. β
Lu Po hugged Zhuang Jiang and sighed helplessly.
Obviously such a good girl, how can the king be willing to give it? How can he be willing to give it?
What a sin......
"Akira, I, I want to ...... Maybe that's okay. β
No more extravagance.
Also, don't dare to ask for extravagance.
That's it.
Concubine Li entered the palace and gave birth to a son who died young, and then Dai Concubine gave birth to a son.
successively favored concubines and gave birth to a son, the mother relied on the son to be expensive, and the harem was chaotic.
However, in the middle of the year, the son's mother Dai Fei died of illness, and Queen Zhuang Jiang asked for support, and Wei Zhuang Gong was happy to be happy.
In 735 BC, Duke Wei Zhuang died and Gongzi Wan succeeded to the throne.
The strong smell of herbs lingered in the entire palace, Wei Zhuang Gong sat on the couch and frowned, and couldn't help coughing a few times, his originally heroic posture became more and more rickety.
"The King. Zhuang Jiang knelt on the ground with a gentle voice.
"Ahem, ahem......"
"There are no outsiders here, so those false courtesies are exempt. β
"Yes. Saying this, Zhuang Jiang still bowed several times before getting up.
"Queen...... Do you have to be so separated from each other?" Wei Zhuang Gong looked at the woman standing respectfully in front of the couch, and his eyes were silent for a moment.
We shouldn't be like this, what went wrong?
β...... But you're a king, aren't you?"
Zhuang Jiang's eyes were soft, but his eyes were indifferent.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Wei Zhuang Gong finally sighed and looked away.
"Ahem, I know I don't have long to live. He glanced at Zhuang Jiang, his eyes were gentle, and he looked at her still maintaining a dignified smile, and his heart was a little sour, "Wan'er grew up next to you, and I have no doubts about his conduct...... Ahem, ahem. β
"It's just, cough, cough, cough, this kid still has some of me...... Indecisive and timid. β
"In the future, it's up to you to mention a little more...... The defense of the country is handed over to you. Saying that, he gasped a few times and lay down slowly, but he didn't dare to look at Zhuang Jiang.
β...... You, do you have anything in mindβ" He hesitated for a moment, then spoke, but his voice gradually lowered.
You should be tired, right?
Really......
Zhuang Jiang stepped forward and put his ear to his mouth, but heard him repeat three words over and over again
β...... I'm sorry. β
What are you sorry for? Why do you say you're sorry? You're the king! But why do you look at yourself so gently?
It shouldn't be like this, that gentleness doesn't belong to you...... What went wrong between them?
Zhuang Jiang didn't know, and she didn't want to know.
She doesn't care, does she?
However, a few days later, when Wei Zhuang Gong died, her already numb heart still couldn't help but hurt.
In 733 BC, Duke Wei Huan was dismissed from his post because of his arrogance and extravagance.
In the state affairs of the Duke of Houhuan, because of helping Zheng Guo, the minister Gongshu Duan fled, and the state called for collusion with him to plot against the monarch.
In 719 BC, Duke Wei Huan was killed. The minister paraffin killed the state and called for the prince to be promoted to the monarch, which was for Wei Xuangong.
Duke Huan died, and Zhuang Jiang sent Concubine Li back to Chen Guo.
She has also passed away.
Zhuang Jiang looked at the huge palace, and his heart was a little desolate, and now, he was really the only one left.
However, she is also old and tired.
"My lord, this is the last time I will listen to you. β
But I couldn't do it.
I didn't finish protecting it.
Failed to protect the country.
However, I was really tired.
"If ......"
If you could give me a little bit of pampering......
"So, you found her?" Mu Zhen looked at the man in front of her, somewhat angry at what he had done to his wife, but still hoped that he could find his beloved.
The man glanced at Xiaoxiao, who was indifferent, smiled wryly and shook his head, "No." β
I still lost her.
But......
"Can you help me?" he looked at Shinoshi, his eyes glinting with hope.
"No way. Xiaoxiao lowered his eyes and was unmoved, "Your wish has come true for you, not including this one." β
"yes......"
The greedy want more, but in the end they get nothing.
This is probably your revenge on me.
"It's just...... Never to see her again...... Always, always supported my beliefs......"
"Xiaoxiao, is there really no way?"
Way?
β...... Why can't you find that person, have you thought about it?" Shinoxiao looked out the window, as if talking to herself.
"After death, people always have to enter reincarnation, but how can her breath disappear so completely, you really don't know the reason?"
The man looked stunned.
After his death, he cannot enter reincarnation because his obsession is too deep, but the undead who have no * return will gradually lose themselves until their souls are annihilated.
That man, no, a god-like beast, exchanged this deep obsession for the safety of others in the world.
So, he stayed by Zhuang Jiang's side every day, witnessed the actions of his favorite concubine, watched Wan'er die in front of him, watched Zhuang Jiang get thinner and thinner, watched her write poems one by one in the dark, and watched her struggle day by day in loneliness...... Watch her tell her heart to herself, until she dies, and finally watch the country perish.
He who knows the deception of the man about himself, and he who knows that he is pleased with himself is also pleased with himself.
However, it was too late.
He can no longer find the woman who likes him wholeheartedly.
After the changes of dynasties and the long river of history, that person ...... I really can't find it anymore.
"How did it disappear so completely?" his hand clutched his eyes, but tears still flowed down his fingers.
"I know...... I know ......"
It's just self-deception.
"She may ...... It's long gone......"
"If. Xiaoxiao didn't look at him, and her voice was still faint, "She's always there?"
"W-"
"Ji Yang. "Shinoxiao interrupted him," she was there all the time. β
All the time?
But why......
"Still don't understand?"
Your obsession has made her never leave, always, all the time falling into a deep sleep.
"Is that so?"
It turns out that I hurt her again......
Ji Yang was silent for a moment, and suddenly made a royal salute to Xiaoxiao, and his gorgeous clothes became more and more heroic.
"I see, thank you. β
After saying that, his body gradually emitted a faint light, until it disappeared little by little.
And at the moment when he completely disappeared, the imperial jade on his waist suddenly shattered in half. An ethereal, ethereal figure swayed slightly, and disappeared in the next second.
The King β
A soft sigh came into the ears of Mu Zhen and Xiaoxiao.
"Xiaoxiao, that, shouldn't that be-"
"Zhuang Jiang. Xiaoxiao replied lightly.
A monarch is too obsessed with it, so he imprisons the soul of that source.
Tomorrow will be by your side, but you can't see each other.
Only when the emperor's obsession is completely gone, can the imprisoned soul be released.
"Did they go to reincarnation together?"
β...... Maybe. Xiaoxiao wrote the word Ji Yang on the book with a pen, and did not raise his head in response.
He, completely disappeared from this world.
Reincarnation?
Oh, never.
Since then, there has been no one in the world.
The snow was still so heavy that year, but it didn't feel as cold as it had been in previous years.
Because, with one person by your side, your heart will be warm.
"King?" The woman's delicate face had a slight smile: "You smiled." It's been a long time since I've seen you, and I've smiled like that. β
"yes. The man looked at the snow outside the window, and suddenly hugged the woman next to him, "Because I thought of you, it's okay, you're still there-Zhuang Jiang." β
Is this a dream? Or is everything before a dream? Whichever it is, I just hope that at this moment, I don't want to wake up.
"Widow...... I, I like you. He hugged the woman tightly, and there were too many words in his eyes, "Really, I like you very much." β
Because of timidity, I don't believe that I will be the one you like, the one who will kill you.
Let's all go over.
"Are you crying?" Zhuang Jiang cupped the man's face, and there was infinite tenderness in his eyes, "I'm very happy, because I've always admired you." β
In those beautiful jade-like eyes, his shadow was clearly imprinted at this moment.
It's all about him.
β...... Thank you. A tear crept down his face.
I like to be so unbearable.