The Dead Are No More (Part II)

Chai Xintong and the others went out of the palace, Xue Zhengwu patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, and Pan Jinhai also looked at him and nodded his head to express encouragement. Mobile //

He didn't go back to that Chongrenfang, and the tall Chai Mansion was just a cold place to live for him, not a home.

Since the accident with the eldest prince, Fan Zhi clapped his hands and said quickly, he didn't have to guess, it must be the hand of Confucius Temple. This is something that everyone knows well, for two reasons: one is that there are very few people in the world who dare to break ground on the head of the Xuanyuan family, and the other is that he and his younger brother had met their master and son when they were young, although it was for their grandfather's sake at that time.

But anyone who has a little brain knows that this is the counterattack of Confucius Temple.

He wanted to continue to speak and inherit his brother's legacy, but he was persuaded by Chai Xintong, so he had to give up.

It's just that he didn't notice his daughter, and when he heard that the eldest prince was injured, his face was full of worry.

Chai Xintong held an umbrella and came directly to Dali Temple.

The Holy Emperor Chrysostom Yuyan let Chai Xintong temporarily take charge of Dali Temple, the little eunuchs naturally did not dare to slack off, they came out of the palace, and the summons had already arrived in Dali Temple, and the little eunuchs also specially held the official seal in Dali Temple, waiting for Chai Xintong to come.

There is no difficulty in the handover, these days, this Lord Qincha has already been familiar with the people of Dali Temple, and Chai Xintong has also lectured in Dali Temple Prison, so naturally there is no hindrance.

Chai Xintong exchanged a few words with the little eunuch, and after sending him away, he went directly to the prison.

His steps were a little heavy, his head bowed, and he didn't know how to speak in front of the old man.

A gust of wind blew in through the small window hanging above his head, Fan Yuzhi tightened his prison uniform, and looked at Chai Xintong, his face full of love.

"I know it all. ”

Chai Xintong's eyes widened, they made a decision, he didn't go home, how could Fan Yuzhi know?

"Although I'm old, I'm not as good as before, but don't underestimate the connections in this court, you just finished speaking, I know, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten the two generals' soldiers An Xuanyuan's heart. ”

Chai Xintong looked at the old man and nodded.

"I'm sorry. Chai Xintong lowered his head and said lightly.

Fan Yuzhi smiled freely and said: "What do you say, people like me, you put aside personal emotional factors, don't think about Xian'er, do you think I should die." ”

Chai Xintong lowered his head and was silent.

"I just don't know where Xian'er is now!"

Chai Xintong bit his lower lip, raised his head and said firmly: "I will definitely let her come to see you for the last time." ”

Fan Yuqi smiled and nodded.

The old man was very peaceful and indifferent, which made Chai Xintong's heart even more uncomfortable.

He sighed, walked out of Dali Temple, thought about it, and walked towards Chongrenfang.

Chai Xintong didn't go home, he brought Yuan Xingchen out, he wanted to ask Yuan Xingchen to find someone, but now it's daytime, the wind and rain are continuous, and it's gloomy. There are countless stars in the world, except for the more special ones, it is almost impossible to correspond everyone's natal stars to people.

When Chai Xintong heard this, he was a little distracted, and when he was about to leave in despair, Yuan Xingchen spoke.

"If the master doesn't mind, the disciple is willing to accompany the master to find it, although it is only an intuition. ”

Chai Xintong looked at this apprentice who had not yet formally apprenticed, Yuan Tian nodded with a smile, and took Yuan Xingchen out of the door.

A green robe and a black robe walked on the street, the man in the green shirt was taller, he held an umbrella and leaned to the side of the black robe, and the black robe man also held an umbrella, but he

The umbrella should be smaller. The shopkeeper of a shop on the street looked at the strange two, and saw that the clothes of the man in green shirts were half wet, and the child in black clothes looked particularly relieved next to the man in green shirts.

The big umbrella should cover the small umbrella, and the adult should protect the child.

When the shopkeepers saw this scene, they smiled and didn't say much, looked at the day, and estimated that there would be no more business today, so they closed the door.

Chai Xintong and Yuan Xingchen walked on the street, Chai Xintong looked at the child with his eyes closed, and there was a trace of worry in his heart. He changed his hand to hold the umbrella and took the child's little hand, although it was a little inconvenient, but it made him feel more at ease.

This child, who had no friends before, almost opened his eyelids with a move of his eyelids.

The corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a shallow smile, closed his eyes, and felt carefully, searching.

......

Yuan Xingchen took Chai Xintong all the way forward, and the two walked out of the city.

Chai Xintong looked at this manor and was a little surprised, this is the place where Fan Yuqi has lived for more than ten years.

Yuan Xingchen opened his eyes and looked at Chai Xintong.

"There's no way, I used your life to find it, master, and brought me here in the dark, and I don't know if it's accurate. ”

Chai Xintong looked at the folding door, there was no lock, he let go of the hand holding Yuan Xingchen, pushed it forward, and the door actually opened.

The big locust tree at the door was still the same, and Chai Xintong's eyes were fixed, and he saw that in the courtyard, there was a reclining chair and a stove in the place where he could shelter from the wind and rain.

He handed the umbrella to Yuan Xingchen, strode over, and probed the stove with his hand, and there was still residual temperature.

Chai Xintong looked around and turned around twice, but there was no one.

"Nine immortals, nine immortals!" he shouted twice, and the sound of wind and rain came out, and there was only his own echo.

He lowered his head suddenly, and finally pulled Yuan Xingchen back dejectedly.

"Master, don't worry, the old people say that as long as they think about each other, they will definitely be able to meet. Isn't there a saying that 'where do you not meet in life?', and I believe that you will definitely meet your future master again. ”

Chai Xintong looked at Yuan Xingchen, smiled and touched his head again.

He was silent, not knowing how to say to the child, "Where is life not to meet" The previous sentence of not meeting is "A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea", the sea of people is vast!

Chai Xintong sent Yuan Xingchen back, and then he held an umbrella and stepped across the bluestone street and returned to the cold "Chai Mansion".

He pushed the door open and stood still.

Approaching the golden autumn, the begonias he bothered to find quietly bloomed quietly and red like fire, and it seemed that the courtyard had also become warm.

He remembered that although Tongzhou was colder, she stubbornly found a yard full of red begonias.

But what is redder than the begonia now is a red dress under the oil-paper umbrella.

People are more red than flowers, and they are more delicate than flowers after rain.

Dressed in a red dress, she turned around and saw the little gentleman in Tsing Yi.

"I didn't expect to see begonias in Chang'an. The climate here is suitable, and it is much warmer than Tongzhou all year round, and there are countless flowers that can be planted.

When Chai Xintong heard this, his heart suddenly felt uneasy.

"I love begonias alone. He stared at the woman holding an oil-paper umbrella in front of him.

"Thanks to the wrong love. ”

Chai Xintong lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

Two umbrellas stood in the rain, and the two men were speechless.

Chai Xintong could only say in the end: "I just came back from the manor." ”

Fan Jiuxian's face was expressionless.

"Let's go in and talk!" he tried to take her hand, but she glared at him, but he didn't dare to move forward.

I remember when I first met, I was also stared at like that, and my heart was gone, but now this stare, my heart hurts slightly.

"Why?" he could only ask.

Fan Jiuxian lowered her head, the umbrella covered her eyes, and she could only see a long skirt like fire.

"I really can't understand a man who, at the last moment of his life, doesn't have the courage to think about the people he loves, thinks about his friends, and sits still with so-called loyalty. ”

"I'm just a woman, but I can still do anything for love and friends. I don't know any big truths, I don't have the great ambition to save the world, but I understand one thing, I can't let down the people I love and the people who love me. In life, how can there be so many big truths to talk about, how can there be so many big things to do, I just want to be a little person quietly. ”

Chai Xintong lowered his head, he didn't know how to refute, and he couldn't refute it.

Thinking of his performance on the court at the beginning, he was very ashamed and didn't dare to say more.

Looking at Chai Xintong's appearance, Fan Jiuxian was a little unbearable, sighed and said: "A man has the appearance of a man, he has his ambitions, I am a woman, and I don't want to be a burden." I wish Chai Gongzi a prosperous future and a prosperous future. ”

Chai Xintong opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.

Raindrops fell down the umbrella and hit the tips of the shoes.

"And, after all, he's my father. ”

The two stood in the rain for a long time, and did not say a word.

Fan Jiuxian held the umbrella and swept past Chai Xintong, and the raindrops on the edge of her umbrella splashed on his shoulders, slightly cool, slightly heavy, and slightly sad.

When Fan Jiuxian walked to the door, Chai Xintong finally mustered up his courage.

"Is there still a chance?"

Fan Jiuxian didn't look back.

"I don't know, but I will go back to Tongzhou, although Chang'an is good, but I still feel less than one ten-thousandth of Tongzhou. ”

Chai Xintong was silent again.

"By the way, the little girl also wants to ask Lord Chai for a favor. ”

Chai Xintong raised his head suddenly.

"You say yes. ”

"Help me find Wan'er's bones, keep them alive, and one day, I will come back and take her home and find her home. ”

"Definitely. Chai Xintong said resolutely, but he didn't know whether he would find the bones, or wait for her to get them, or both.

"Thank you!" Fan Jiuxian stepped out of the Chai Mansion.

The rain is in full swing, and the begonias are gorgeous.

But Chai Xintong's eyes were blank, there was no sound in his ears, his mind was blank, and he walked back to the house in despair.

......

A few years later, the rain was loud outside the window.

The wind and rain are difficult to hide the face of the old man, and he also thought that no matter how strong the wind and rain are, he must chase the wind and rain to meet the old man.

But now, the sound of the rain falling is like a pearl falling on the jade plate, and the rain falls on the pool, only four words are in the heart.

"No more. ”

This powerful minister of the dynasty, the helmsman of the Bihan Division, who is praised by everyone in the world, and the famous prince of the crown prince saw through the window the flowers that were blooming in front of the courtyard and cried silently.

It's another year when the flowers bloom.

Begonias are red.

The old man is no more.

In the early morning, the corpse was updated, asking for a monthly ticket, and it broke through to a thousand.

The next volume, the gong will start immediately!

(End of chapter)

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