Chapter 8: Zigui cries blood
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.
The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.
Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight.
There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit.
It turns out that a person is so grieved that he can really vomit blood.
In the Dust Fragrance Garden, Yeyan exclaimed in surprise and hurried to get a handkerchief. Wang Yan sat quietly in front of the window, just quietly looking at the moon in the sky. Just now, I felt itchy in my throat and eyes, and I just wanted to say that I would ask Yeyan to pour some water, but as a result, a mouthful of blood spurted out, which made Yeyan scream in fright, and hurried to get a handkerchief.
It seems to be a little more comfortable, but my heart was so blocked just now that the whole person had to collapse on the ground before I would stop. Yeyan cried and wiped Wang Yan's mouth with a handkerchief, and said while wiping: "Miss, if you feel uncomfortable, just cry, okay, it scares me to death, woo~"
Wang Yan pushed her hand away and said with a smile: "Look, isn't it good, after spitting out this mouthful of blood, my heart is much more comfortable." ”
"Miss, why don't you have a showdown with Mr., how is this good?"
"Showdown? What to say? Say I have him in my heart? What did he do? He can't marry me, for it's of no use but to make him more in a dilemma, so why make it difficult for him? After saying that, he laughed miserably.
"Then you can't be wronged, Miss, I'll go to him, why is he holding the pipa now but letting Miss shed tears here? And that pipa, what qualifications does she have to marry a gentleman! As he spoke, he was about to go out.
"Nightswallow!" Wang Yan stopped her, "What's the use of you looking for him?" My marriage was decided by my father and the Empress Dowager, and there was no room for change in anyone. As for the pipa, I think this is my best explanation to him, the pipa is a girl, she is meticulous, and her heart is more lively, with her, Mr. can also relieve boredom, I have no blessing, born in such an official family, our marriage can not be decided by ourselves, come back, sit with me for a while. ”
Yeyan sat back with a sob, holding Wang Yan's hand, as if she had made up her mind: "Miss, anyway, I will marry into the palace with you, and in the future, I will shelter Miss from the wind and rain and not let Miss suffer any grievances!" ”
Wang Yan nodded, and hugged Yeyan into her arms, two women with an almost miserable fate, in the early summer night of this month, when the stars were sparse, they snuggled up to each other until the middle of the moon.
The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night.
Du Wu in the West Courtyard is also lonely and sleepless. The pipa had already slept, and Du Wu carried it back to her own room, and then sat alone in the courtyard, looking at the moon in the sky in a daze.
In fact, just now he knew that Wang Yan was eavesdropping outside. It's not that he has become a tailwind ear, but since Wang Mang said that he would give the pipa to Du Wu as a concubine, Du Wu noticed that Wang Yan would stay quietly outside his courtyard for a while every night. He knew why, but he couldn't say anything, not even pretending not to know.
After returning from Qingzhou, he never saw Wang Yan again, except for the handkerchief that Yeyan gave him. He knew that he owed Wang Yan a love debt, but he couldn't repay it. Wang Yan has been confirmed as the queen, and the time of the ceremony is set for the sixth day of the next month, yes, it is the day when she takes a concubine. God knows why Wang Mang chose this day, maybe he also discovered Wang Yan's thoughts. On that day, there will be a woman who is extremely sad to leave this Great Sima Mansion where she has lived for nearly twenty years and step into the whirlpool of the palace with one foot. It can really be said that the palace is as deep as the sea, and Du Lang is a passerby from then on.
For a few days, Du Wu felt empty in his heart. Although he knew that this was unfair to Pipa, he had never treated Pipa as a lover after all. Since coming to Dahan, the only one who touched his heartstrings was Wang Yan, and now that the dust has basically settled, he can only keep telling himself to face reality. In fact, he doesn't understand why this is happening, it stands to reason that he has already experienced a marriage, and there shouldn't be this kind of throbbing, but he was wrong.
Today's morning class, galangal came very early. Since he was allowed to worship Du Wu as his teacher, he would come to Sima Mansion early every day to greet Du Wu and consciously do some chores. And Du Wu has always followed his original promise and only taught galangal Taoism. In half a year, the "Tao Te Ching" has been finished, Galangal has a very high understanding, and secretly learned "Zhuangzi", and I heard that he has been able to memorize several articles.
Du Wu slept late last night, and he was a little sleepy in today's morning class, so he asked Galangal to give a lecture to Shiso, Shiso and Du Wu were the earliest, and they learned the worst, as long as Mr. couldn't see it, he would secretly run out to ride Rhubarb, it had been almost a year, and he was not bored, but every time Rhubarb saw her, he would run far away with his tail between his legs, and the angry Shiso chased after him with a wooden stick.
I was dozing off when I heard a loud noise from the front yard. Shisu stood up and left a sentence for me to take a look, and then disappeared. After a while, he ran back again, saying that the royal dowry for his aunt in the front yard had arrived, and the old housekeeper was directing the servants to move to the barn. Du Wu gave Shisu a chestnut and asked her to listen to the class, and then began the day's teaching.
Before the time came, Wang Mang returned home. After a while, the old housekeeper came to invite Du Wu, saying that the old man was looking for him to discuss things. Du Wu followed to the front hall and saw a spirited old man sitting on the east side, who looked to be in his fifties, talking to Wang Mang. Du Wu saw the ceremony, Wang Mang introduced that this is the doctor's sacrificial wine, is Du Wu's top boss, today I want to come to see Du Wu, by the way to inform Du Wu of the time of the dynasty, and secondly, I was also invited by Wang Mang to come to the house.
Du Wu saw the ceremony again, the three of them sat down, the old housekeeper sent someone to prepare wine and food, the three of them chatted, first touted each other, and later mentioned the emperor's wedding court sent many dowry, Du Wu suggested that in the name of Wang Yan to distribute to the people, not only can collect the hearts of the people after the drought, but also stabilize Wang Yan's foundation in the harem. The doctor laughed with his palms and praised Wang Mang for recruiting a good strategist, but Wang Mang uncharacteristically did not follow the topic, but talked about the bus Sima who died in the Qingzhou disaster relief.
Although Du Wu was a little drunk, he was more than half sober at the moment, and he couldn't help but cry bitterly in his heart, and he didn't know how to explain the matter of the Roman family, but fortunately, Wang Mang only chatted for a while and changed the topic, the wine was good tonight, but Du Wu became more and more sober the more he drank. He didn't know what Wang Mang was suspicious of when he mentioned death again, and he didn't dare to rashly make Caesar and them public, so he had to go along and say something casually, hoping that the banquet would end as soon as possible.
The moon had hung up on the treetops, and all kinds of insects in the yard began again. The doctor's sacrificial wine was sent away by the old housekeeper, Du Wu was about to retire, Wang Mang staggered to his feet, and took his hand: "Mr. is a talent, but don't choose the wrong path, I'll show Mr. a few treasures another day, all of which are not available in this world." Well, I drank too much again, Mr. rest early, and don't forget to go to court the day after tomorrow. With that, he staggered away with the support of the maid.
Baby? Choosing the wrong route? Du Wu thought about these two words with palpitations, slowly stood up, and prepared to go back to sleep. For the first time in his life, he had the idea of leaving the Great Sima Mansion.