Chapter 113: A Vision Before the Disaster

This is a passage that Rong Fei replied to Concubine Xian when he was in the Warm Wind Pavilion a few days ago, and no one else was present at the time, so it stands to reason that only Concubine Xian should know. Maybe Concubine Xian would have mentioned it to the emperor and empress, and there should be very few people who know about it, and it shouldn't have spread to the outside of the palace so quickly.

Seeing that Rong Fei's face was different, Rue Xiang explained with a smile.

"I have a good friend who is also related to the royal family, and I heard this from him yesterday. It is said that the Holy One copied this passage of the Lord's words and passed it on to the emperor's relatives and relatives to inspire and wake up. In addition, the news that the adult is from Tunzhou was also learned from this friend. z.br>

Since the catastrophe of that year, it was the first time that I was fortunate enough to meet a fellow villager in Dunzhou, and I couldn't help myself for a while, so I cheekily invited adults, and I hope it is not strange."

So that's the case, Rong Fei nodded when he heard this.

Rue then continued.

"When I first heard that the heavens were about to descend on the people, the little girl was infected by the character and ambition of the adults, and she always wanted to find an opportunity to consult with the adults in person, but she never thought that she would get her wish so quickly. But I'm just a little woman with no ambitions, and I love the verse that the adults just recited more than this wake-up saying."

Rue Xiang took the paper with "a pair of jade arms and a thousand pillows, and a little red lips to taste" in her hand, and said without concealing her admiration and love.

Rong Fei was a little embarrassed, this poem added the last sentence "pretending to be a delicate body, pretending to be a fake heart", which was extremely satirical and sarcastic about the ability of women to act on the scene and be hypocritical, and he didn't think too much about it at the time, so he recited it casually.

was thinking about how to explain that he was not prejudiced against the Wind and Dust Girl, but he listened to Rue Xiang say to herself.

"When ordinary people see this verse, they can't help but think that adults mean to be sarcastic. But since the adults were able to stand up when Haruka was suffering and wash away her grievances, it was enough to prove that the adults did not have any prejudice against us and other dusty women in their hearts. Therefore, if we read this verse again through what adults have done, we will be able to grasp the deep meaning of it.

The adults are clearly full of sympathy and pity for us and other dusty women. Everyone in the world thinks that we are cheap, but they have never thought that if they are not forced to do so, who will be so willing to degenerate and humiliate the court.

But these are just the little woman's random speculations, and I hope the adults don't want to laugh."

Rue Xiang handed a cup of fragrant tea soup to Rong Fei with both hands.

What can Rong Fei do, he can only respond with an embarrassed and polite smile, and at the same time secretly praise this rue in his heart as worthy of being an oiran, and he is really understanding... No, it's empathetic.

"But the little girl has a reluctant request, and I hope the adult can agree."

"Hmm... Let's talk about it first."

Rong Fei is not a fool, how can he be manipulated casually.

"This poem is only half a poem, can you complete it?"

"This..."

Rong Fei was even more embarrassed.

Completion?

Pretending to be a delicate body, pretending to be a fake heart?

It's no wonder that Rue doesn't blow herself out on the spot.

You can go out, run out, fly out or even fight out, but you can't be blasted out, and the first place in the world is also to save face.

Tweet that only half of the song is made?

This seems to be the only way, after all, poetry is based on inspiration.

Although, this can only be regarded as a limerick poem.

While thinking about it, Rong Fei's mind suddenly flashed and remembered a post he had read in his previous life.

There was once a person called Sailing to Yijiangqiu, who changed the second half of this limerick poem, which should be used to deal with the current situation.

"It's okay to complete the poem, but Rong also has a reluctant request to bother Miss Ruxiang."

"How can you say this as if you are doing business, as long as the adult speaks, Rue Xiang will definitely obey her orders, and it has nothing to do with whether she completes the poem."

Rue Xiang smiled happily and put the paper with half of the limerick poem written in front of Rong Fei, and at the same time offered the ground ink and the best wolf hair.

Said so by Rue,

On the contrary, it seems that Rong Fei is not a child.

Looking at the beautiful and dignified handwriting on the paper in front of him, Rong Fei smiled slightly and pushed the paper back in the opposite direction.

"Rong's handwriting is ugly, so he won't take it out and laugh generously. Or do I say it's better for you to write?"

"The little woman is respectful and obedient, and writes for the adults."

In the midst of Jiao's laughter, Rue Xiang picked up the wolf pen and dipped it in ink, and looked at Rong Fei slightly, waiting for him to recite the poem.

"A pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, half a little red lips for thousands of customers. After the third watch of the night, the bleak wind and cold rain penetrated through the west window."

Jiang Qiu Dawei is sorry, sorry, I had to borrow it, no wonder!

After reciting the whole poem, Rong Fei secretly repented in his heart.

"After the third watch of the night, the bleak wind and cold rain penetrated the west window."

Limerick poetry is naturally not about literary style, artistic conception, thoughts, etc., but it is easy to understand and easy to arouse empathy.

At this time, the tip of the wolf's pen hovered above the paper, and it never fell. Ruexiang's eyes were blurred, her mouth was muttering, and her expression changed with joy and sadness, like love and resentment.

Rong Fei knew at a glance that Miss Rue Xiang was ***... No, it's empathy.

Why is it that since entering the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, my thoughts have always deviated unconsciously, and now I have to pay more attention to it.

Rong Fei self-examined in his heart.

After a long while, Rue Xiang woke up from her trance, raised her hand to wipe away the tears that accidentally overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and smiled at Rong Fei embarrassedly, and then the slender jade hand controlled the jade tube wolf overnight, and completed the entire limerick poem.

"My lord, can you enjoy the inscription and leave a seal?"

Rong Fei is not a so-called literati, how could there be such a thing as a private print, but it is not good to refuse, so he can only reluctantly take the jade tube handed by Ruxiang, and write his name crookedly on the paper.

"Thank you for the poems and words, the little woman can't repay it, I wish to dance a song as a thank you."

Rue Xiang happily held the paper with limerick poems in her hand and proposed to Rong Fei.

"Dancing is free, Miss Rue just needs to answer me a few questions."

"My lord, excuse me."

"Rue girl..."

"My lord, just call me Rue."

"Hmm... Good. Rue, do you remember if anything was wrong before the catastrophe?"

"Abnormal?"

Ruexiang's expression changed when she heard this, and the images that she thought she had forgotten were reawakened in her memory.

"I remember that day because I accidentally broke my knee because of naughty, I cried all the time, and I didn't fall asleep until the hour, and my mother and father stayed with me on the bed.

I finally waited until it didn't hurt so much, and I was about to fall asleep in a daze, when my mother suddenly exclaimed and woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the house was full of red light, as if it was on fire, and my mother and father looked out the window with frightened faces.

I was so frightened that I forgot about the pain in my knee, jumped out of bed, threw myself into my mother's arms, and looked out the window curiously.

I saw a fiery red, big meteor, dragging its long tail, obliquely cutting through the night sky and falling into the distance.

After a while, there was a roar like thunder, and the place where the meteor fell was also in flames.

I heard my father whisper something in his mouth, "The world is in turmoil. and when the star of calamity falls, there will be great tribulation."

Immediately, my father and mother gathered all the family members together, and after discussion, they packed their bags and belongings overnight and prepared to take refuge in nearby Bozhou. But who knew that it was a step too late, and after a short time, the wind began to blow fiercely outside, and the whole night sky seemed to be torn apart, and it was covered with dense lightning. The earth also kept shaking, and all the houses in the family collapsed, and the family of my grandfather, grandmother, and second uncle were all crushed to death by the collapsed house.

Soon after, large cracks began to appear in the ground, and flames poured out of the cracks like water, and everywhere they passed, whether they were houses, trees, or living animals, they were burned to ashes.

Finally full

Only my father and mother escaped with me, and the rest of the family died tragically, and there were no bones.

The horrific visions continued until dawn, and there was no longer a familiar scene as far as the eye could see. Everywhere there were flames, ashes, charred corpses, and wailing crowds, as if it had become a human purgatory.

Every day, every hour, every moment, someone will fall without warning, and then never get up, and the people next to me will also turn a blind eye, one by one lifeless and slow forward.

Finally managed to reach Bozhou, but the city gate was tightly closed, and the defenders on the city wall bent their bows and arrows to prevent the fleeing crowd from approaching the city wall. At that time, the fleeing people were already hungry and crazy, and they could not care about it, and they rushed towards the city gate one after another, and then there was a rain of arrows from the sky..."

I don't know when tears began to flow all over Ruexiang's cheeks, dripping down her delicate chin and onto her chest, wetting the clothes made of light gauze, revealing the watery green belly pocket inside.

Rong Fei hurriedly looked away and muttered something to persuade him, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He didn't know what happened before the catastrophe, but the tragic scene in Danzhou after the catastrophe was personally experienced. At this time, hearing what Rue Xiang said, Rong Fei also seemed to have changed back to the thin boy ten years ago, and followed the fleeing crowd to pursue the ethereal way of life.

The mountains of corpses piled up with countless corpses, the hungry people who eat people, Ji Rouer's palms gnawed by wild dogs, and the hungry people who can't see the head and tail at a glance...

For those who were lucky enough to survive that purgatory, any consolation and persuasion pale in comparison.

This kind of injury is incurable, incurable, and a nightmare that cannot be broken free from for the rest of your life.

Rue Xiang sobbed, Rong Fei sighed, and the two of them had no interest in speaking for a while.

After a long time, Ruxiang's mood calmed down, and Chao Rongfei asked with a smile.

"Why did you ask about this?"

Rong Fei once checked the Di Bao preserved in Fencheng County and found that the disaster in Dianzhou that occurred ten years ago was not recorded in the Di Bao. At that time, although it was also passed on by word of mouth among some people for a period of time, it has long been forgotten as time goes by.

It seems that there is a pair of invisible hands deliberately trying to erase the catastrophe from the world.

For this reason, Yu Qingzhi even solemnly warned Rong Fei.

It can be seen that behind the catastrophe in Danzhou, there must be a big secret hidden.

So when Rue Xiang asked about this, Rong Fei couldn't help but hesitate.

Hesitant to involve her.

"Your Excellency, do you suspect that the disaster in Danzhou was not caused by the disaster, but because there was another reason?"

When Rong Fei was still hesitating, Rue Xiang suddenly asked out loud.