Volume 3: Exquisite Dice An Red Beans 172: Soft intestines
Out of the Tingwei Mansion, Zhang Yanxing was on the streets of Chang'an, and suddenly felt a little dazed.
"Niangniang," Tu Yu followed step by step, persuading, "Since we have already seen Lord Xu, let's go back to the palace first." ”
"Don't." Zhang Yan shook her head and said, "I don't want to go back yet." ”
When the pedestrians around him gradually became depressed, Zhang Yan was stunned and came back to her senses, only to realize that she had unknowingly walked to the Beicheng Mausoleum. Raise your head, the door in front of you is like a house, and there is a plaque hanging on the lacquer lintel.
Zhang Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Many years ago, when she first met Xu Xiang, it was in this Hou Mansion.
"Tu, you knock on the door for me." She said, seeing Tu Yu walking to the door and raising her hand to knock, she suddenly said, "Forget it - things are not people, and people may not be happy to see me, let's go back." ”
Suddenly, I heard a "clang" behind me, the main door opened, and Xu Cheng's leisurely voice came, "Since Empress Zhang has arrived at the door, please come in and talk about it." ”
As far as Zhang Yan knew, after Xu Xiang was appointed as the governor of Su, he opened his own mansion and lived alone and moved out of his sister's Hou mansion. Over the years, the Ming Female Pavilion Marquis Mansion has been a little deserted and dilapidated because it has been uninhabited for a long time. The old housekeeper set up a thatched hut on the side of the main hall, hung up a white curtain, and stopped the spirit for the young master, and the young woman knelt under the hall in filial piety clothes, looking a little sluggish, seeing Zhang Yan coming over, she glanced up, lowered her head again, sprinkled a handful of paper money, and with a bang, the fire was bright. Zhang Yan looked a little familiar, and then remembered that it was the singer who Xu Xiang rescued in Dongshi that day.
"Because Ah Xiang was given death by His Majesty, he can't stop mourning according to common sense," Xu Cheng sighed, "I can only wait like this, wait until nightfall, send him to the outskirts of the city, and choose a place to be buried." ”
This is the case. Zhang Yan was also sad in her heart, and sincerely bowed in front of the spirit. asked Xu Cheng again, "I thought that Mrs. Pei would not return to Chang'an easily when she traveled far away." ”
"Originally, I didn't want to go back to Chang'an, a place of right and wrong." Xu Cheng smiled faintly, "But I am such a younger brother, his life was robbed, so I naturally have to come back to give him a ride and handle the aftermath for him." ”
"My younger brother is a lonely man." Xu Cheng smiled. "I have been an official for many years, and I don't have a good friend. He refused to marry a wife, and had only one concubine in the house. There is not even a person in charge. If I don't rush back, won't he be able to expose his corpse to the wilderness? ”
Zhang Yan said ashamedly, "Mrs. Pei's physiognomy has been channeled through the gods, and she has long been burdened by my brother's life, so she has always been resentful of me, right?" ”
Xu Cheng touched the coffin that collected the body of his younger brother. His expression was both a little painful and a little strange, and he said for a long time, "It stands to reason that Ah Xiang has come to this point more because of his own paranoid temperament. In fact, it's no wonder that the mother. But Xu Cheng is not a completely unearthly person in the end, and when his brother dies, there is always a grudge that is difficult to eliminate. ”
"Then why did you want to fulfill me to come to this plane?" Zhang Yan asked puzzled.
If you lose the day, you will stand by and watch. Then she will live in that time and space two thousand years later, maybe happy, maybe painful, and she doesn't know anything about the people who belong to all this time and space, and Xu Xiang may not be determined for the rest of her life. You won't get ahead, but you can always live in peace.
Everything will be fine. Nothing will happen, the rings of history will slowly roll by as contained in history, and no one will know another possibility, wouldn't it be better for Xu Cheng?
Xu Cheng was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "Destiny is determined, there is an opportunity to understand it, even if I can't do it, it will work like this after all." Where did the half of the luck come from? Although I lost a younger brother because of this, the people of the Han Dynasty have benefited from you over the years, and they have gained a lot, and they are worth it. ”
So, what about my marriage with Liu Ying?
Zhang Yan suddenly wanted to ask Xu Ying, whether Liu Ying and I can bear good fruits, but when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them back. Xu Yingfang suffered the pain of losing his brother, but he was annoyed by his children's private affairs, which was too much, so he swallowed and laughed at himself, Zhang Yan, you and he have come to this point today, do you still have extravagant hopes?
"By the way," Xu Cheng suddenly took out an object from his sleeve and said, "This is what I found in his arms when I went to pick him up from the Tingwei Mansion and changed his clothes." guessed that it was the mother's old thing, and I didn't dare to keep it privately, and the original thing was returned. ”
"What is this?" Zhang Yan took it and looked at it for a while before she recognized that it was a small tip.
It is made of white silk with Chen Liu, the stitches are rough, it is obvious that the person who sewed it was very lacking in red, and it was a little yellow after washing many times, but it was treasured with 120,000 hearts, and the raw edge was turned up by the wear and tear of the years of friction, and it was pressed flat.
She looked at this little bag, and suddenly, her nose was sour, and she wanted to cry.
It was seven years ago, she gave Xu Xiang a bag.
Seven years ago, she was still young, thinking that she wanted to emulate Zhuge Kongming, so she sewed five different colors of brocade bags and handed them to Xu Xiang, the craftsmanship was not good, but the broom was cherished, very proud, and specially asked him to return all in the future.
Later, he returned four of them, but told himself that the white bag had been lost on the battlefield and could never be recovered.
It's just a trick, and she doesn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, he kept hiding from her and hid in the closest place to his heart.
Before he died, in Tingwei Prison, Xu Xiang deliberately wanted to provoke himself and let himself leave in a bad mood. Deep down, he doesn't really hate himself that much, does he?
In the face of this trick that smooths the thread feet, no matter how dull she is, at this moment, she can no longer deceive herself, these years, Xu Xiang's affection for herself, she doesn't know at all.
When he died, she knew his affection for her, this affection, but she could no longer find a way to repay it.
Everything was already broken before it began, and there was no turning back. However, if she had known that this was the case, she would have stopped him and made a deal with him when she met him on the streets of Chang'an.
Zhang Yan wiped away her tears, handed the bag back to Xu Ying, and said, "Since this bag is Lord Xu's beloved thing, I don't dare to take it, so it's better to accompany Lord Xu to be buried in the ground." ”
"How?" Xu Cheng smiled and said, "Doesn't Empress Zhang like her personal belongings falling into the hands of others?" ”
Zhang Yan smiled faintly, "It's just a trick, it's a thought." ”
Even though she had never loved, when she knew his affection, she couldn't put her mind and acted as if nothing had happened.
Xu Cheng opened his mouth to refuse. However, remembering that his brother was infatuated, he couldn't bear it, sighed, and took it back again.
"What are you going to do in the future?"
Xu Cheng smiled and said, "Before Brother Xiang died, he also left a son who was over one year old, and he was already the only bloodline of the Xu family. ”
"So," Zhang Yan thought for a moment. I could only say two words, "It's okay." ”
On July 10, the infant invaded Linxiang, the capital of Changsha State. Wu He, the king of Changsha, frantically slaughtered his wife and children, and then committed suicide. Wu Hui, the two heirs of the first prince, Wu Jin was also killed by his subordinates in the war, and the king of Changsha was removed from the country without a queen, and the Han court set up Changsha County in the hometown of the original Changsha country.
Midyear Festival. The eldest princess of Lu Yuan and Emperor Hui went to the Changling Tomb to worship the ancestors, the people of the time paid attention to the death as the life, and the mausoleum officials cleaned the cemetery as before the death, sitting and lying down, and the dust was not clean.
Listening to Liu Ying's instructions to send the eldest princess back to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, Lu Yuan lifted the curtain. Qi Dao, "Isn't Your Majesty going back to the palace?" ”
"It's still early," Liu Ying said with a smile as she stood in front of the mausoleum. "I want to go to the new West Market."
"The ancestors also said, 'The son of a thousand daughters will not sit down.'" Lu Yuanyin persuaded him, "Your Majesty is noble, but he always likes to pay private visits, if he accidentally encounters an assassin." Wouldn't it make the queen mother and Ah Yan worried. ”
"If it is peaceful today, it is in Chang'an City. There are so many assassins. Liu Ying said disapprerovitically.
Chang'an West City, located outside the Hengmen and stretching to the side of the Hengqiao, is more people living in the suburbs of the city. Although it is not as prosperous as the East Market, it has its own slang.
In the middle of the West Market, there is a group of people fighting dogs, and the surrounding people are watching, cheering for their bets on fighting dogs.
I saw that the fighting dog with black fur in the middle was very brave, and the opponent bit back one after another, and the person who lost the bet sighed, paid the money dejectedly, and slowly dispersed.
"Don't be discouraged," she advised, "maybe, we'll win the next bet." The next bet let's bet on the 'black general' of Shicai, it is fierce and ruthless, and it will definitely be able to kill all sides. ”
"Lose or win." Zhang Yan sighed and said, "I don't think it's boring." Let's go play in a different one. ”
At the end of July, the summer heat in Chang'an had not completely subsided, Zhang Yan's head was covered with a thin layer of sweat, took the towel to wipe it, turned around, and saw Liu Ying, first the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and then slowly came down.
"How did my uncle learn me to come to the West Market to play?" She snorted.
Liu Ying was about to answer, when she suddenly saw that Ah Yan's face changed in anxiety, and when she heard the strong wind behind her, she dodged to the side, and a heavy arrow grazed her body.
"Don't hurry up and save the driver." Han Changliu's voice suddenly rose up, and the people in the city who were surrounded by chickens and dogs scattered in a hurry to dodge, and the Qimen army, which followed from afar, quickly surrounded and protected the two of them. Searching for the man with the arrow.
"Be careful." Liu Ying pulled Zhang Yan to hide under the eaves of a market store to avoid stray arrows in the shadows. The Men army formed a circle in front of them, and then scattered to find the Assassins, and soon they were in a fight, and the Assassins were only a dozen or so, although they were brave and good at fighting, but they gradually could not support it.
Zhang Yan was shocked, she had grown so big, this was the first time that an assassin was a creature facing her.
"Your Majesty," the chief of the guard, Li Ji, stepped forward, "the assassin is roughly already ambushed. ”
"Hmm." Liu Ying nodded and said, "Leave a few alive and hand them over to the Tingwei Mansion to interrogate the way forward." ”
"No."
Li Zhen replied.
After not seeing any new movement for a long time, the guards of the Qimen Army slowly relaxed, but they still did not dare to relax. Suddenly, one of them shouted, "There's another assassin." The nearby Qimen army stepped forward to take a shot, and the bow and arrow of Wushi were drunk when they left the string, and they deviated slightly from the point, not at Liu Ying, but at Zhang Yan's door behind him.
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Sure enough, he shouldn't have gone to the door to see the plagiarism and gossip, so he stepped on the spot again.
I was going to add a little more word count to everyone, but I couldn't catch up.
Cough. Tomorrow I'll come on.
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