62 Chapter 62
The eyes of the full hall all looked over for a moment, and Fu Yunwan raised his head and met these surprised, disdainful, and scrutinizing eyes: "Could it be that if a woman is humiliated, she must seek death?" β
There were countless indignants in her heart, which made her eyes hot, her voice trembled, and her chest was full of loneliness, even if she had to fight against all of them alone, she was not afraid. She would never allow them to slander her mother like this.
There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then there was agitation. These disciples can worship under Gu Xuansu's sect, they are all outstanding in their backgrounds and talents, and now they are questioned by a young girl in person, and they are people who they feel should hide from shame, they can't help but be angry, and seeing Fu Yunwan's eyes red and pale, standing there and shaking as if he was about to faint, he unconsciously had a contempt again, and was about to refute it, when a man on the side stood up and stretched out his hand to press down.
Fu Yunwan looked over and recognized him. It was the sharp-eyed man in the morning who had been staring at her.
Is there a man who just spoke?
With a touch of his eyes, the man stood up: "This is the place where our brothers and sisters gather, men and women do not kiss, and the girl comes here alone, and it is not in accordance with the etiquette." β
She hadn't heard the voice, and the man hadn't spoken.
"I came with her." Xie Zhan stepped closer and stood beside her.
He didn't say much, but the posture of the guard already showed that he supported Fu Yunwan. All the disciples know him, since the Northern Expedition, he is the most prestigious in the government and the opposition, one by one hurriedly got up and saluted, Xie Zhan returned the salute with his crossed hands, and when he was about to speak, he heard Fu Yunwan's low voice: "Let me come." β
Xie Zhan lowered his eyes and saw the tips of her red eyes and nose, which looked a little embarrassed, but in his eyes, she was more beautiful than ever at this moment.
Nodding to her, he stepped back behind her to protect her, seeing that her thin body trembled slightly, but she refused to flinch at all when she said it: "What about you, is it polite for you to talk about an innocent woman behind your back?" β
There was a moment of silence in the hall, and the few people who had been discussing it privately before also felt that it was a little inappropriate, and they dodged their eyes and did not make contact with her, the sharp man paused, and bowed: "It is my disgrace to talk about others behind my back, Zhang Cao is here to make amends to the girl." This is not the place for a girl, please leave, girl. β
No, she doesn't go. If you don't make it clear today, she will never leave. Fu Yunwan took a deep breath: "If the words are not clear, I will not leave." I still want to ask you, must an innocent woman seek death when she is humiliated? β
Zhang Cao raised his eyebrows: "Men keep festivals, women keep chastity, and if chastity is not guaranteed, then death will be clear." β
"You are full of poetry and books, you should know Cai Yan." Fu Yunwan held her head high, her hands clenched into fists in her sleeves, and her voice trembled slightly because she was excited, "Cai Yan was exiled to the Huns and was forced to marry King Zuoxian, in your opinion, should she also seek death at that time?" β
I can't help but flash the situation that my mother told her many years ago about Wen Ji's return to the Han Dynasty and the eighteen beats of Hu Ji, my mother said that the world is difficult, especially for women, and my mother said that it is not their fault, it is not easy for people to live, even if they encounter bad things, they must try to live. These words have always been firmly in her heart.
There was a moment of silence in the hall, the disciples exchanged glances with each other, and they didn't know how to refute for a while, Fu Yunwan had red eyes and looked over one by one: "You are all people who cultivate history, and Cai Yan's name and surname are clearly written in the history books, and her beard is recorded."
Eighteen beats, the history books have never had the slightest bad comment on her because of what happened to her, why are you so mean? β
Like water drops boiling oil, there was an uproar in an instant, Zhang Cao frowned: "Cai Wenji is to inherit her father's knowledge, her mission is in her body, and she can't die. β
"What's wrong with the ordinary woman? Because they are unknown, because they can't make meritorious contributions and can't go down in history, isn't their life their life? Fu Yunwan shivered and choked uncontrollably. She has never been good at arguing with others, and she has never avoided arguing with others, but this time, she must argue, "Why do wicked people do evil, why force the victims to die?" Is it their fault? Is this what you have learned for decades as scholars, who do not accuse the wicked, who cannot avenge your fellow human beings, who refuse to vindicate the weak women who have been humiliated, but who condemn them and force them to die? β
There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, he raised his eyes, looked at the unfamiliar scrutinizing and disapproving faces, and Xie Zhan stood behind him, his compassionate gaze fell on her, Fu Yunwan raised his head, and suddenly remembered the night of the nunnery, Huan Xuan's dark and dull eyes under the dim light.
These mongrels living in the cracks are destined to have a harder life than others, but they have all survived, and they will live well in the future.
The hustle and bustle gradually quieted down again, some people lowered their heads as if they were thinking, some people were still not angry, clamoring to refute, Xie Zhan couldn't help but take a step forward, closer to Fu Yunwan.
For so many years, this was the first time he had seen her arguing with someone, she was not used to it and felt afraid, her thin body had been shaking, which made him feel pity, and he reached out to help, and when he met her wide open eyes, the hand retracted again.
She didn't need his support now. Right now, she is sharp and sharp, so fragile, and so tenacious, she dares to stand up and face these alone, then she doesn't need him to support her.
In his absence, she had grown up quietly. Let him fall in love, and make him melancholy. He used to want to create a paradise for her, so that she no longer had to endure a little bit of the pain of the world, but now looking at her like this, maybe what he thought before was wrong, she could, out of his well-designed comfort zone, and now she is even more dazzling.
After a long time, Zhang Cao opened his mouth: "Girls have the truth of girls, and we also have the reason of waiting, it seems that it is difficult to convince each other." But I have a word I want to advise the girl, the girl staying here will only damage the reputation of the master, if the girl has filial piety, she should leave early, so as not to worry the ancestor. β
Did she disgrace her great-grandfather? Perhaps, but if the great-grandfather brought her here, he would never have maintained such a despicable insight as they did. Fu Yunwan clenched his fists: "If the great ancestor thought the same thing, he wouldn't have brought me over." β
Zhang Cao was unmoved: "The ancestor is kind-hearted, so he never drove you away, but those of us who are disciples can't sit idly by, so I'll go and talk to the ancestor." β
"I'm already here." Gu Xuansu's voice came from outside the hall, and he stepped in, "I heard what you said just now." β
"Master." All the disciples saluted one after another, Zhang Cao was about to step forward immediately, but was stopped by Gu Xuansu, and his deep gaze slowly looked at everyone: "Since I leave her, it is my attitude." If you can't agree, then go away, and you don't have to say that I'm a disciple anymore. β
This clearly means that if you despise Fu Yunwan, you will expel him from the door.
The hall suddenly became noisy, and when the disciples hesitated and were surprised, Zhang Cao had already knelt down on his knees: "This matter is important, please think twice." ()β
"You guys? ()γCome and see the β full chapter of the latest chapter βγ()" Gu Xuansu shook his head, "Where have you read the book?" Is there only the word chastity left in your eyes? β
"Master," Zhang Cao had always been stubborn, and stepped forward on his knees, "Disciples, you can't watch your old man's reputation be damaged, please think twice!" β
Several other disciples also knelt down: "Please think twice!" β
Gu Xuansu lowered his eyes: "I have made up my mind." β
In the midst of the stalemate, a clear jade knocking sound suddenly sounded, and Fu Yunwan raised his eyes, it was Xie Zhan. He walked to the bookcase at some point, pulled out the white hosta on his head, and gently tapped the green jade inkstone on the table.
The white jade and green jade struck each other, the sound of gold and stone was loud, and everyone's eyes looked at the past in unison, Xie Zhan put down the hosta and picked up a pot of freshly ground ink on the desk. Everyone didn't know what he was going to do, stared closely, and saw his slender fingers holding the ink pot, pouring the ink into the green jade inkstone, and the moist green jade immediately turned black, Xie Zhan raised his eyes: "The ink dyes the jade inkstone, and it is all black at this time." β
When Fu Yun arrived late, he vaguely guessed his intentions, his eyes were hot, and he looked at him tightly. He put down the ink pot and looked up at her, her demeanor was graceful, not like a person in the world, which reminded her of a few months ago, when she was so in love with him, and called him Tanlang one after another.
It's been a long time since I've called him like this. Things are not people, only the wisps of the past always suddenly break into the heart when they are inadvertent.
In the faint sound of water, Xie Zhan poured the ink onto the other inkstone and poured water to wash it off. The dark color of the square returned to the original blue color of the green jade, and Xie Zhan said in a gentle voice: "After splashing the ink, the inkstone is still the inkstone." β
He's playing a meditation machine. Nanwen scholars have this style, realize the deep meaning of Zen from the ordinary things around them, and then use straightforward and simple words to solve the problem. At present, the two sides are deadlocked, and if they continue to fight, they will lose both, so he stood up and used the method that the scribes were most accustomed to and most admired, and resolved the dispute silently.
Fu Yunwan exhaled heavily. He has to be carefree and carefree, so that he can spend the last ten years in peace, but he has always worked hard, and he has always had to find the most comprehensive way for her, for others, and for the world. How could he not bother?
The restless Mingzhaotang gradually quieted down, and all the disciples looked and thought, all of them were speechless for a while, even if they were stubborn like Zhang Cao, they also lowered their heads, and a trace of hesitation flashed in their eyes.
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sp; Gu Xuansu took Fu Yunwan's hand: "Anu, let's go, go and study with your great-grandfather." β
Anu, the nickname of the southerners for the younger generation, it is difficult to call her name in front of people, so she is called by Anu. Fu Yunwan nodded with red eyes and walked out of Mingzhao Hall behind him.
Xie Zhan also followed, Baishiyong Road led to the inner study, the footsteps of the three people were harmonious, Gu Xuansu lowered his head, and said softly: "Anu, this kind of discussion will never be less in the future, how do you stay?" β
"I'm not afraid," Fu Yunwan raised his eyes and met his loving and concerned gaze, and a sense of loneliness arose in his heart, "I have to live hard." β
"Very well, worthy of your mother's child." Gu Xuansu smiled, and the corners of his eyes slowly wet, "Great-ancestor has always missed her. β
It was quiet, only the slight footsteps stepped on the white stone, and walked towards the inner courtyard with deep grass and trees. In front of him is the inner study, with a few clear windows and full of poetry books, Xie Zhan paused: "Mr. Gu, the juniors came here today because they wanted to remind the old man."
() Sheng, Donggong saw the manuscript of Nanshi from nowhere, and there were quite a few complaints, and he was lobbying His Majesty to take it back and destroy it, so the old gentleman must be careful. β
Fu Yunwan's heart froze, and when he looked up, Gu Xuansu was still indifferent: "Let him go." Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, about the article also has its own fate, and no one can erase it if it should be passed on. β
Fu Yunwan was stunned, as if he had been empowered, and many things that he couldn't understand suddenly cleared the fog. Wu E, He Ying, the words written by her mother for those ordinary women, the words she wrote herself, do they also have their own lives?
Even if they are just ordinary women, they have never made meritorious achievements and cannot go down in history, but they have come to the world once, they have worked hard to live in this troubled world, and she has written those words for them, even if they will eventually be annihilated, for her, it is her personnel, for them, it is a subtle echo in this world.
Everything has its own fate. As long as she obeys her heart, she doesn't have to worry about anything else. All the doubts in her heart dissipated in an instant, and when she raised her eyes, Xie Zhan was looking at her. He seemed to see her thoughts, and a pair of black jade eyes blinked lightly with a faint smile.
In the past, when it was inconvenient for outsiders to speak, they always spoke with their eyes to convey each other's thoughts.
Fu Yunwan calculated the tip of his nose and turned his face: "Great ancestor, Xie Langjun has been seriously ill recently, and the eldest aunt said that the great ancestor has an old friend who is proficient in medical skills, I wonder if I can ask the old man to treat him?" β
"Oh?" Gu Xuansu glanced at Xie Zhan and sat down on the couch, "Come here, let me hear your pulse." β
Xie Zhan stepped closer, stretched out his hand to put a few small tables, Gu Xuansu put a few fingers on it and listened intently, for a long time: "You are young, and you are actually a major symptom." I will repair the book with the old man, and if he is willing to go out of the mountain, I will inform you again. β
Xie Zhan listened to what he meant, there was really such a person with excellent medical skills, but these days because of his illness, Jing Yuanhe invited almost all the well-known doctors in the country, and they were all helpless, so who is this now? hurriedly thanked him, and said, "Didn't you dare to ask the old gentleman for respect?" β
Gu Xuansu smiled: "Gong Yanxi." β
Fu Yunwan had never heard of this name, but Xie Zhan knew it, and he was a little surprised. It is said that the middle-aged enlightenment gave up the identity of the layman, and even lost his name and surname, and only took the name of the hermit in Yanxi. He only knows that Gong Yanxi has a good understanding of Taoist essence, and he is also proficient in the art of Qihuang?
Although he had no hope for this illness for a long time, she was willing to bother with him, and suddenly there was such a master who even Gu Xuansu admired, which made him have some extravagant hopes. Maybe it can really be cured? Even if it can't be cured, maybe you can live a little longer? Even if it was just one more month, it would be good, at least for a month, he could see her again.
The tip of the pen fell on the paper, and with a rustling sound, Gu Xuansu hurriedly wrote down a short note and sealed it and handed it to the waiter: "Send it to Gong Yanxi." β
Fu Yunwan looked at the back of the waiter leaving, and there was infinite hope in his heart. Maybe Xie Zhan's illness can really be cured? The weight that had been in my heart for many days suddenly lightened a lot, and I raised my eyes to look at Xie Zhan, who was also looking at her, my eyes touched, and many words were already clear to each other without words, and in silence, I suddenly had a bit of familiarity and closeness like a family.
On the second day, two disciples withdrew from Gu Xuansu's court, and in the next two or three days
A few more left, Gu Xuansu was very indifferent to this, and still took Fu Yunwan in and out every day, Fu Yunwan had already strengthened his mind, so he was no longer moved by foreign objects, and only concentrated on studying, but the strange thing was that although Zhang Cao had a tough attitude, he never mentioned leaving, and still followed Gu Xuansu respectfully as before.
And Xie Zhan has been coming over every day since that day, no matter how busy he is. The court on the meritorious deeds, awarded him Nan'an County Marquis, and appointed him as the secretary of the Chinese book, although the rank is not superb, but the son of heaven is close to the minister, the henchman, after the official duties are more onerous, often just rushed to the other industry, the officials have chased over to ask for official affairs, Rao is so, Xie Zhan still has not stopped for a day, every day to come and go.
Fu Yunwan understood his intentions. At this juncture, he wants to show his attitude with his actions, but he is also worried about her, and he wants to face those gossips with her, she came back with him, originally to take care of him, but at this time, he still worked hard for her.
When Xie Zhan's official duties were not so busy, the two of them went under the south window together to study the history of the south. Although Fu Yunwan has understanding, but the foundation is still shallow, compared with the previous versions of the manuscript and the final draft, there are some understandings, and there are still many things that I don't understand, so Xie Zhan explained them to her one by one. He is knowledgeable, although he has never studied history, but he has a high attainment in historiography, and he can always speak thoroughly in a few words where she does not understand, and the two of them accompany each other day by day, and gradually, there is a little closeness when he was in Yejing.
The only thing that made Fu Yunwan suspenseful was that Gong Yanxi's reply had never been received. Gu Xuansu said that he was crazy by nature, or he was not at home when he was out at this time, or he didn't bother to come over, seeing that she was worried, he smiled and said: "If he refuses to come, then I will take the Buddha slave over to find him, and I can't let you worry about it." β
Fu Yunwan heard the ridicule, and his heart turned back and forth, and he didn't have a conversation for a long time.
In the blink of an eye, it is the Shangyuan Festival.
Fu Yun followed Gu Xuansu back to Gu's house early in the morning, and ate at night, the custom in the south is to go out to see the lights, even if the boudoir women can play all night tonight, without restraint. It is also said that if you want to go to a hundred diseases, that is, everyone walks together to play, and the more you go, the farther you go, the more all diseases will be eliminated in the coming year. Fu Yunwan knew that it was inconvenient for the sisters in the family to be with her, so she followed Gu Xuansu out early, and as soon as she arrived at the door, she saw the shadow of the robe on the wall flickering, and Xie Zhan came over.
Shangyuan Festival is also a time for lovers to meet and get together. He didn't want to come to her directly, so he waited here, which could be regarded as a chance encounter. When Shangyuan was in Yejing last year, they also met like this.
Gu Xuansu naturally knew the situation, and was happy to fulfill it: "You guys play, I'll take a look here and I'll go back, there are many people, pay attention to safety." β
Xie Zhan bowed and said with a smile: "The junior will definitely send her back unscathed." β
The ears were full of laughter and frolic, and the wide streets were crowded with people. Hanging on both sides of the street with various colored lights, because of the great victory of the Northern Expedition, this year's lanterns are also more pompous than in previous years, the high lantern wheel, the lamp tower has been put out a few streets from the front of the imperial city gate, attracting everyone to linger, playing everywhere, reluctant to leave.
Xie Zhan picked a place where people were not so crowded, and ordered the attendants to protect Fu Yunwan in the middle before and after, and walked slowly side by side with her. The colorful light of the lantern fell on her face, adding a layer of poetic and dreamlike unreality to her, as if she would disappear at any time, like this festival, every year is similar, every year is different, and it never stays for anyone for long.
made him more and more nostalgic and melancholy, and couldn't help but get a little closer. Looking down at her, remembering the situation when he traveled hand in hand with her when he was in Shangyuan last year, there were many words on his lips before he had time to speak, and suddenly a group of dancers came over with a noodle and a song, and the people around him flocked to watch, Xie Zhan's eyes were quick, and he pulled Fu Yunwan over: "Be careful." β
Holding her hand with a slightly cool hand, Fu Yunwan was stunned, and when she wanted to break free but didn't have time to break free, she raised her eyes and saw a marquee on the lamp tower.
The six-sided picture kept scrolling, one of which depicted a military general on horseback, black-clothed Xuanjia, and a Xuanang, that face did not look like Huan Xuan, but it made her suddenly think of Huan Xuan. It hasn't been a word from him for many days. He should be back in Six Towns by now. Is there a lantern in the six towns, is he also looking at the lantern at this time?
"Suisui," Xie Zhan didn't see the lantern, held her hand, lowered his head and moved closer to her, "There are too many people, be careful not to bump into you, or let's go to the edge of Huaishui, where there are fewer people, just look at the lights in the water, it's another scene." β
Before she could respond, Xie Zhan lowered his eyes, saw her sudden trance-like look, followed her gaze, and saw the figure on the lamp.
She was thinking about Huan Xuan, such a lively, night full of voices and lights, she was beside him, but she was thinking about another person thousands of miles away.
The heart was sour, and countless emotions were surging and churning, and in the end, they all turned into a gentle smile: "Suisui, there is news for the abandoned slaves." β
Fu Yunwan's heart jumped and she looked up at him!