A Thousand Mountains Qingdai Section 176

The third watch has long passed, the night leaks and the sound is gone, Wei Yinniang is preoccupied, and she wanders sleeplessly.

The lights on the other side of the car were also on for most of the night. The lonely light of a window floats in the dark night, through the new branches and thick leaves of the spring trees in the courtyard, leaking a little shadow, silent and quiet, just like the woman living behind the window.

In the days when she came here to recuperate, Wei Yinniang and she would occasionally deliver snacks such as spring cakes and new tea to each other, but there was not much overlap.

People who don't have an unspeakable heart will not leave their youth circle in this Taoist temple. She only knew that the woman opposite was also like her, with a similar background, and had come here to live alone a long time ago. But unlike herself, she still has her mother and brother, and her home in Chang'an should be prosperous again, and recently, every once in a while, people often come here to find her and persuade her to return home, which makes this courtyard that was like an ancient well a little more disturbing sooner or later. However, she was calm and unwavering, and nothing changed.

Wei Yinniang stopped in front of the light in the window.

Wang Zhenfeng stayed awake late at night, cleaning up the books on the shelves. Through the half-open window, Wei Yinniang saw that some had been put away and neatly placed in the bookcase. As if ready to move away.

She was stunned.

Wang Zhenfeng explained through the window with a smile: "Didn't you ask me a few days ago, why haven't you returned home yet?" I'll be back in a while. If you can't sleep, you can clean up first, so as to save time and busyness. ”

Wei Yinniang woke up from this unexpected news, suppressed the sorrow in her heart, and congratulated her sincerely.

"There's nothing to congratulate." She said, "It's just that I met a Lang Jun who said that he was sincere to me." I am grateful for your heart and am willing to gamble. What does it matter? I heard that when the Yellow River is also clarified, how can people not be able to come to Japan? The worst outcome, if you think about it, is not as bad as yesterday. ”

"We women live in the world, and we will go forward."

"Sister Wei, did you say yes?"

Wei Yinniang looked at the figure in the window who continued to sort out the scrolls, and couldn't help but freeze.

A green oil car that came to pick up people was quietly parked at the intersection of the back door of the Taoist temple. It did not know when it had come last night, but at dawn it saw that it was already waiting there.

Pingdan's 3,000 morning drums fell. The three thousand dusk drums of dusk sounded again.

Under the water bridge outside the Kaiyuan Gate, there was a man, he was in the prime of life, his physique was high, the wind blew the scarf belt tied behind his black head, and on the belt, a short knife with a protective body was obliquely inserted.

This is the costume of a traveler who is about to leave Chang'an.

Yuan Shi got up early and waited until this moment.

The sound of the twilight drums faintly sent by the evening breeze in the city urges the Tao to be urgent. The Yiren were never seen. The flame of hope passed with the sound of the drum, and finally collapsed irrepressibly, until at last, it was completely extinguished.

The drums will stop, and the twilight will be four.

The last moment of the agreement came unstoppably.

He still couldn't wait for her.

A person who originally came to the world and whose children and grandchildren will always be slaves, how can he have the courage to hope to get her mercy and favor. Even if she fell into the dust, she was still the daughter of the Wei Mansion and a peerless beauty. All the misfortunes that have happened to her have just been destroyed by fate and turned her world upside down.

Follow him, for her, it is about the beginning of the real self-depravity.

Such a result was also expected by him.

The last twilight drum was beating, and it was dark. His retinue had already done as he had commanded, and at this moment the men and horses gathered on the other side of the bridge.

He should be on his way. Everyone has a fate. If you don't deserve it, you can't think about it.

In the first half of his life, he lived to this city called Chang'an, however, prosperity has nothing to do with him. He is the twisted and dark that cannot be known under the prosperity. And she was his only beautiful dream in that world.

It's over. From this day onwards, he will begin a new ministry. That's the whole point of the rest of his existence.

He silently took the reins from his attendant's hand, led the horse, and when he turned to walk up the bridge, he paused for a moment, turned his head slowly, and finally took another look at the world where he still had a trace of nostalgia.

A green oil car, from the direction of Chang'an, along the post road, is heading towards the bridge. Soon, the driver drove the car to the water's edge.

The car stopped, the door opened, and a woman in an apricot with a hat bent down from behind the door. The girl held a bag and walked through the port full of green water and grass, and stopped under the bridge.

The evening breeze unleashed the veil hanging around the girl's hat and revealed the face of his dreams.

Wei Yinniang raised her eyes and looked at the opposite side, the man who was leading the horse and stopped on the bridge and looked back at herself.

"Am I late, mistaken for your trip?"

Her face was slightly pale from nervousness, but on her cheeks, there was an unusual faint flush.

In her life, after her family was broken, she had always gone with the flow, and she never thought that she would be so crazy. Under the eyes of the lady of the Wang family, she really boarded the car waiting for her and came here.

Yuan Zhi suddenly turned around, walked down the bridge quickly, and greeted her.

"It's not too late. I've been waiting for you for a long time. As long as you come, it's never too late. ”

He gazed deeply at her, trying to suppress his ecstasy, lest he frighten her. After answering, he stretched out his hand, palmed it to her, and stopped in front of her.

She lowered her eyes, raised her eyes again, and slowly placed her on his palm.

"So, let's go."

When he said this in a hoarse voice, he suddenly closed his palm and tightly held the hand in his palm that was slightly cold.

Then, in a low exclamation from her, Yuan Zhi picked her up, and without her having to walk another half a step herself, she was sent to the car parked at the other end of the bridge.

Like the most precious treasure in the world, he put Wei Yinniang, whose cheeks were even more flushed, into the carriage, waited for her to sit down, closed the door for her, and then got on the horse himself.

"Let's go!"

He shouted, guarded the carriage carrying the beauty beside him, and led his entourage to the west. The group disappeared into the twilight.

The dusk drum sounds, and the door will be closed.

Another long night has come.

The maidservant stood by the back door of the Taoist temple, watched the green oil car pick up the person, went in the direction of nowhere, turned her face, and looked at the woman beside her.

"Lady, the books are all in the box. The people in the bookstore also said that they would call someone to come and take it tomorrow. The maidservant thought and said.

After Zhenfeng Lady came here, the biggest pastime was to buy books and read. After a long time, the books were piled up all over the wall, and there was no room left in the house, so they picked out those who no longer read and transferred them to the East Market Bookstore at a price, so that the people who read the books who were destined to buy them were better than accumulating them here as food for silverfish.

The green oil car has gone, but the smile on Wang Zhenfeng's lips has not faded, and the corners of his eyes still have faint red marks. It's not sadness, it's the feeling of empathy for Yin Niang.

"The ladies of the Wei family are gone, don't you want to go home, lady?"

Seeing that she did not answer, the maidservant asked again.

This same doubt, Wei Yinniang also asked her.

She didn't know that she and she were not the same.

After reading the best articles in the world, those vulgar and vulgar words can no longer be seen.

This is her luck and her misfortune.

However, what she said to Yin Niang last night was not just to enable her to save up the courage to take a step.

Wait until she completely smooths out the figure in her heart, and when she also meets someone who is worthy of her gambling like Yin Niang.

At that time, it was the day she returned home.

……

The virtues of heaven and earth are equally divided into the four o'clock; The way of the emperor, imitate the virtues of heaven, and educate all things.

Ashina officially entered the court to pay homage to the new emperor and made a vow never to betray. The new emperor adhered to the virtue of the first emperor, canonized it, and gave it tokens and wolf's head drums. In this way, he officially became the Great Khan. In the four realms of the king's tent, if you dare to rebel, you are the enemy of the holy dynasty, and you will surely raise troops and destroy it.

His stay in Chang'an was short.

On the day of his arrival, he went to Nanshan Lu's house to no avail, and tried several more times to get her parents' forgiveness, but to no avail. He understood that it was impossible to ask for forgiveness, let alone see her in person again.

This should also be one of the reasons why he quickly ended all kinds of affairs and returned to Beijing.

On the day he left, the Marquis of Jingbei and the Supreme Eldest Princess will also go to the imperial tomb to guard the tomb for the first emperor and Empress Zhaode for three days. It is the same road, walking together to the bank of the Wei Bridge.

Pei Xiaoyuan couldn't suppress his sympathy for Chengping, and he didn't dare to show too much because of the rain beside him. After all, he had made a mistake before, and it was ridiculous. There is still room for redemption in court affairs, and they can be repaired as before, but when it comes to men and women, it is different. Faced with this world's first problem that the sages have not solved since ancient times, he himself barely crossed the river and went ashore, and he was able to solve what Chengping could do.

Besides, even if he saw Chengping's remorse, what was the use. Whoever is willing to believe in others will probably have no second person in the world but himself.

At this point, he can only hope that Chengping will let go, so as not to be overly troubled. After all, Wen Jun had completely forgotten him, and if he didn't let go, what could he do.

Fortunately, Chengping is also a chic person, today he swept away the decadence, talking and laughing, Pei Xiaoyuan relaxed a little, and took advantage of the fact that the rain was out of sight behind him, secretly shook Chengping's hand, leaned over, and said in a low voice: "You go back first." I'll go soon too. When you get there, if you are bored and want to ask me for a drink, just ask someone to send me a message, and I will find an opportunity to go out. ”

This should be the greatest support that a man can give.

Cheng Ping glanced at the rain and knew that she was now very unkind to herself because of Wenjun, so she nodded gratefully.

Su Yu had already seen the private work of these two people behind their backs, so she simply stepped back, saving herself from talking and sneaking, as if she didn't allow it.

Cheng Ping saw that he was a shrewd person, and hurriedly smiled at her, and then said to Pei Xiaoyuan: "You and the eldest princess have other important matters, it's not good to delay, just send me here." I'll go first! ”

Pei Xiaoyuan looked at the direction of the imperial mausoleum, bowed his head, and finally told him not to drink indiscriminately on the road, and get drunk and hurt himself. Cheng Ping responded with a smile, and immediately led his entourage across the bridge and headed north.

At first he let his horse go, and when he went out for a mile or two, the horse's hooves slowed down, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

The horse's hooves stopped completely, and he turned his head.

Shi Du, who was accompanying him, looked at him and saw that he seemed to be looking at a wild forest in the distance for some reason, waiting for a moment, and was about to inquire, when he suddenly said: "I'll go and go back." Wait here, don't follow me! ”

Without waiting for Shi Xuan and the others to respond, he had already turned his horse and left. Shi Xuan hurriedly chased the horse back to Weiqiao, saw that he had already gotten off the bridge, galloped away, and in a blink of an eye, there was only a back left, and he had no choice but to wait in place.

Cheng Ping rode alone, down a wild land with miscellaneous flowers among the grasses, waded through a stone stream with shallow water and no horses' hooves, and came to the wild forest that he looked at from afar.

He dismounted, finally found a cherry blossom tree, and stopped.

The wind passed, the cherry petals fell, and a torrential rain began.

He looked up at the rain of flowers in front of him, stood in front of the tree for a long time, and finally, slowly turned around, and waited for the road to go, at this time, with a crisp bell, a jujube red horse branched off the path into the wild forest, appeared in Chengping's sight.

The red horse neck is tied with a golden bell, the back is covered with a brocade saddle, and there is a girl in a yellow dress and a red skirt sitting on it, bright and more beautiful than the delicate flowers in the spring, it looks like a girl who came out of the city to play in the spring, but somehow, she was alone and strayed into this place.

She galloped all the way on a red horse, and when she got closer, she saw Chengping, slowly stopped the horse, and stared at it.

The moment the girl's figure appeared, Chengping's heart jumped wildly, thinking that it was in a dream, and he couldn't believe it, until the girl stopped in front of the cherry blossom tree, he finally came back to his senses, knowing that it was not a dream, ecstasy, and was about to step towards the girl who came to him, suddenly, from the direction she had just come, and hurriedly chased a person, it was Li Wanwan, who was dressed as a man. She also went to the Lu family courtyard in Nanshan a few days ago, and today she and Lu Wenjun went on a spring trip, indulged in the horses, and unknowingly, broke here.

"Wenjun! Don't run so fast! Beware of falling ......"

Li Wanwan caught up, and when she saw that Lu Wenjun had stopped her horse, she was relieved and hurriedly caught up.

"Oops, I'm sweating! You're running so fast! Aren't you hot? Don't run! We've all come this far! I can't tell where this is, but the scenery is good, let's find a place to rest first-"

Li Wanwan took off her hat as she spoke, fanning her sweaty face. Suddenly, her voice stopped abruptly.

She twisted her face and stared wide-eyed at the young man standing by the cherry blossom tree not far ahead. The man was wearing a brocade robe with a lapel with gold trim on a blue background, and it was Hu Er Chengping, who killed a thousand knives.

Li Wanwan was shocked and scared, I don't know why this person hasn't left yet, but by coincidence, she happened to appear here, afraid that Lu Wenjun would recognize her and remember the old things, so she hurriedly grabbed her sleeve and dragged her away.

Lu Wenjun raised his horsewhip, pointed at Na Hu'er and whispered to her and smiled: "Who is this Hu'er?" He was so bold to stare at me so bluntly! ”

"Don't look! Not a good guy! Let's go! ”

Lu Wenjun smiled eatingly: "He looks so handsome!" I love it. It's better to take it as a lover, what do you think? ”

Li Wanwan's face turned white with fright, and while shouting at Lu Wenzhong and his entourage, who were left behind by them, she dragged Lu Wenjun's red horse forward with all her might.