Volume 14 Chapter 5 The General's Tomb (2)

Although the mountain is not precipitous, its northwest is connected with the Jingmen Dangyang Mountains, the forest, innumerable, the old monk led Yang Ning, Qingping two people out of the back door of Longmei Temple, along the mountain road all the way forward, although the old monk is old and sick, but the foot is not sluggish, walking like flying, but a time to make incense, Yang Ning and Qingping feel that the peaks on both sides are gradually steepening, not as low and gentle as Ji Mountain. Qingping knows a little about the geography of the world, and understands in her heart that she has entered the area of Jingmen Mountains, looking around, only to see the forest and valley where she passes, and the crevices of the secluded streams, the forks are horizontal, if no one leads, I am afraid that it is very easy to lose the road, no wonder Uncle Wu chose this place as the tomb of his parents, his father killed too heavily during his lifetime, and deeply offended the wealthy families in the county when he guarded Jiangling, if it were not for such a hidden place, he was afraid that he would be dug by othersIf you can compensate your father for what happened, why complain about death?

Yang Ning caught a glimpse of Qingping's expression gradually pale, knowing that she couldn't bear the rugged mountain road, so he reached out to hold Qingping's waist and support her forward, Qingping struggled slightly, and finally gave up, in fact, the intimacy between the two of them had already exceeded this level, but in the face of her father's former servant, Qingping couldn't help but be a little ashamed, so she didn't let Yang Ning carry it at the beginning. Listening to all directions, he naturally noticed the intimate actions of the young man and woman behind him, but he was not dissatisfied, a smile of relief faintly leaked from his lips, and his pace gradually slowed down, as if he intended to let Yang Ning and Qingping cultivate a relationship.

After walking for more than ten miles, Wuhui suddenly turned towards a dense forest, Yang Ning and Qingping raised their eyes and saw the forest and forest. The rattan baskets are intertwined, and although it is the middle of winter, it is still a piece of black pressure, and the path is not visible at all. In a moment of surprise, I saw Wu Hui flying up to the treetops and flying north, Yang Ning and Qingping glanced at each other. There was a faint understanding in his heart, Yang Ning stretched out his hand to carry Qingping on his back and chased after Wuhui, his light skills can be described as unparalleled in the world. Even if you carry a person on your back, it is still like a shadow, if it is not for the speed of accommodating the obscure, I am afraid that I will not even be able to see a shadow.

Over this dense forest that stretches for five or six miles. The eyes are impressively cheerful. I saw a square square of more than 100 zhang. The grass is green, and the fragrant flowers are dotted. Although it is the middle of winter, this place is full of spring light, lined with snow at the edge of the dense forest, and the scenery is strange. Behind the flat is a cliff as high as thirty or forty zhang, and the two ends are submerged into the dense forest, and there is no trace. This mountain cliff should be a vein of Jingmen mountains, even the green moss is not seen on the purple-red rock, the cliff is clear, smooth as a mirror, but there are wisps of spring water flowing out from the gap in the middle of the waist, falling down along the cliff wall, it is still a waterline within five zhang, and then it hits on a piece of abrupt mountain stone, scattered into a bead curtain like smoke and fog, under the sunlight, I see a seven-color rainbow hidden in it, swaying and varied, changing thousands. The waterfall converges into a pool under the mountain cliff, the pool overflows into a stream, draws an arc from left to right, surrounds most of the ping, the stream is crystal clear, the fish in the stream is less than an inch and a half, frolicking and shuttling between the rocks, as in the air game in general, the sound of the water is murmuring, such as listening to the rhyme of the piano, but also the faint white mist rising on the water surface, such as a dream, it is like a fairyland.

Yang Ning gently floated down the stream with Wuhui, his eyes fell on the stream, and he couldn't help but smile slightly, although he didn't reach into the water, but the kind of melting warmth that came to his face made him realize, obviously this stream is actually the hot spring in the rock wall, this small ping, surrounded by dense forests and cliffs to cover the cold wind, and there are warm streams on the ground to irrigate, no wonder it is like spring all year round, and the midwinter season is still purple and red.

Looking across the stream, Yang Ning saw at a glance that the two tightly connected tombs in the middle of the pingzi, up and down are integrated, all made of purple red mountain stones, only two tombstones are as white as jade, the left side of the head is "the tomb of Yin Gong Tianwei", and the right tombstone is "the tomb of the Yin Men Wang's Lingshu", although these two lines of big characters are quite clumsy, but they are powerful through the stone stele, every stroke is extremely respectful, which shows the admiration and admiration in the hearts of the people who inscribed the stele. Left and right of the tomb, there is a garden of green leaves and white flowers orchids, although it is wild, but it seems that someone takes care of it carefully, the furrows are distinct, the grass is even more fragrant around the backstage, the wild daisies are like a spark of fire, it is visible, but a vacant land in front of the tomb is cleaned up cleanly, there is not even a little residual branch and broken leaves, offering fragrant flowers and candles, obviously people often come to worship and sweep.

After watching for a long time, Yang Ning didn't feel distracted, and when he was in a daze, he felt that Qingping on his back reached out and patted his shoulder, and then he suddenly remembered that he still had Qingping on his back, and he couldn't help sweating, but he didn't immediately put Qingping on the ground, but swept over the stream that was not as wide as a foot, and walked along the path leading to the two tombs, and then put Qingping down.

Qingping's slender feet landed on the purple-red mountain stone paved tomb road, her eyes lingered on the two tombstones for a long time, and the two lines of tears couldn't help rolling down, muttering: "Daddy, mother, Qingping is really unfilial, more than ten years of exile in the rivers and lakes, and has never come to worship in person." Before he could finish speaking, he fell to his knees in front of the grave, and fell to the ground without crying, but in a moment his skirt was already wet with tears. Although Yang Ning has always been arrogant, but in these two tombs are Qingping's parents, so he also knelt down beside Qingping, bowed three times, and then slowly released his true qi to dispel the surrounding moisture, lest Qingping's weak body accidentally suffer from the wind and cold. Wu Hui had already crossed the stream, and when he saw Qingping so sad, he couldn't help but cry, and knelt down behind Qingping and Yang Ning, speechless.

After crying and sacrificing, Qingping turned around, nodded at Wu Hui, and cried: "Uncle Wu is very kind, although Qingping is full of liver and brain, he can't repay it in case, if Qingping is not bad, the tomb of the first parents must be built by Uncle Wu himself, and he has never faked others. ”

Wu Xuan dodged and avoided it, refusing to accept Qingping's heavy salute. She said sadly: "Why did the young lady say this, in the past, the general and his wife both returned to heaven, and the old slave was very sad in his heart, he only hated Yin Wuping for his reckless nature, and did not win the trust of the general, so he only entrusted the two young ladies to Yin Zhong to take away, Yin Wu felt guilty and landless, and wanted to follow the general underground, but only hated the ruthlessness of the Yang family. People go to tea and cool, and instead of thinking about the general's hard work and hard work in guarding Gangneung, they take the opportunity to split the general's subordinates, and they are even more instigated by the wealthy families in Gangneung. If you want to inflict the blame on the deceased, the old slave is righteous

, stole the corpse of the general's wife, and went straight to Longmei Temple at night. The abbot can be buried calmly, and the young lady is forced to wander the rivers and lakes, and there is almost a sigh of precariousness. The fact that he couldn't come to worship was also forced by the situation, and the old slave's move was just to talk about the feelings of the master and servant. Where to hang the teeth. But the abbot is merciful. In the future, the young lady will definitely thank you personally. ”

Qingping was slightly stunned, and couldn't help sighing: "I see." I haven't heard anyone say these things, presumably because the master doesn't want to make me sad, Uncle Wu only mentions the former name on the tombstone of my father, and never mentions my father's official position, is it because of the court's negative position?"

Wuhui said proudly: " Miss is still young, naturally do not know what happened back then, although the general has a murderous reputation, the killing is extremely heavy, but the people of Gangneung are quite kind, the military town consumed food and salary are taken from the Jiangling treasury, the general and the court of the wealthy against each other, they are not allowed to increase taxes, the general himself is not more than a penny, although the general's mansion is rich and rival the country, but all the assets are proud, some are the looting in the past, some are all the wealthy families who were killed by the general, since the death of the general, the taxes in Gangneung have increased several times, so those ordinary people, but now they also understand the benefits of the generalOver the years, there have been many people who have gone to Longmei Temple to incense the general. Besides, although the general is ruthless in blood, he mainly targets those wealthy families, but he rarely abuses ordinary people, and to put it disrespectfully, the reason why Madame's family was exterminated by the general is not just because of Madame's beauty. The old slave has served the general for many years, and knows that although the general is lustful and unscrupulous, he will not kill people for a woman, in fact, Mrs. Di's mother's family and her husband's family secretly communicate with Yizhou, and the traces have been leaked, but it is difficult to get solid evidence, so the general used Mrs. as an excuse to kill hundreds of Wang He's two families. Although the eldest lady's father was not rebellious, it was a pity that he was too upright and upright, and was deceived by those wealthy families, and collected a lot of evidence to want to join the general, but he didn't know that the general was walking on thin ice under the pressure of the two feudatories, and he couldn't give anyone an excuse, so he couldn't bear to kill the official. If the general is really coveting beauty, the eldest lady's mother has been in the house for half a year, how can the general not take half a step into her room, after the eldest lady was born, the lady committed suicide, if the general is really ruthless, how can he leave the eldest lady's life to be taken care of by the lady, and even love like a daughter, and entrust it to Ah Zhong to take care of before she dies. Although the general is ruthless and kills people like hemp, many places are criticized, but Yin Wu understands that from beginning to end, the general is a good man who stands up to the sky, and he has no regrets until he dies. ”

Hearing this, Qingping was already in tears, and choked up: "Uncle Wu's lesson is that I shouldn't follow the clouds and treat my father as a heinous person, Daddy, my mother is ......" In the end, she couldn't cry.

Seeing Qingping so painful, her face was as white as paper, and there was a faint trace of bruises between her eyebrows, Yang Ning's heart was cold, lest Qingping be overly excited and touch the poisonous wound, you must know that there is only one antidote left, once the medicine is exhausted, it is the time when Qingping Xiang Xiaoyu died, and hurriedly pressed her right hand on Qingping's vest, slowly crossed into the true qi, and helped her calm down, after a while, Qingping's face gradually recovered its blood, Yang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, then let go of his hand and hugged Qingping in his arms, Qingping leaned on Yang Ning's shoulder, slender and haggard like a weak willow, just because the knot in the heart of the earth for many years was finally untied, and the eyebrows were full of joy, quite radiant。

Seeing this, Wu Hui was shocked at first, and it wasn't until Qingping recovered that he showed a little joy, and said: " Miss can understand the general's heart, the old slave is the instant death, but also no regrets, these years the old slave in the Longmei Temple self-cultivation, although never regretted what he did back then, but by the influence of Buddhism, but also feel that he killed too much in the past, and the old injuries from time to time, is already the end of the year, has long been overwhelmed, just hope that Miss will come as soon as possible, lest the old slave die, no one will lead the young lady to come to worship the general and Mrs., now the long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, the old slave is afraid that he will die soon, but there is still a matter of heart, the old slave is old, lest I not see the Miss out of the pavilion happy, since Miss today brought her uncle with her, why not make a great gift in front of the tomb of the general and MrsAlthough the old slave has a humble status, he can also be a witness. ”

Hearing the last sentence, not only Qingping's pretty face was red, but even Yang Ning was also red-faced, the two glanced at each other, and quickly looked away from each other, Qingping lowered her head and was silent, Yang Ning plucked up the courage for a long time and said: "Sister, you are already my wife, and we both have both parents dead, Sister Luqi is too late to arrive, it's better for us to listen to Uncle Wu's words, okay?"

Qingping was silent for a long time, and refused to make any statement, Yang Ning and her were in touch with each other, and naturally understood that she was not acquiescing, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Qingping refused to marry him, could it be that the deep love of these days has never happened, unconsciously, Yang Ning's body has begun to tremble, and his eyes are blurred, as if he has returned to the years when he was expelled from Qifeng Palace by his mother in that year, and it seems that when Qingping downstairs in Yueyang wanted to drive himself away, his heart was so confused that he couldn't say a word.

Feeling Yang Ning's arm holding her trembling slightly, Qingping's heart softened, and she said in a low voice: "It's not that I don't want to, but there are some things I have to make clear to you first." After that, he secretly glanced at Wuhui, Yang Ning's heart was relieved, knowing that Qingping probably had some words that were not good to say in front of Wuhui, so he also glanced at Wuhui, because of the agitated mood, this glance could not help but reveal a murderous atmosphere, Wuhui such a character, was also Yang Ning shivered at this glance, and then looked at Qingping's low-hanging head, the cheeks were already red as fire, where was not interesting, so he perfunctory two sentences, quietly retreated to the other side of the stream, separated by a distance of more than ten zhang, and the sound of waterfalls and streams disturbed, forgive you can't hear the conversation between Yang Ning and Qingping, then stopped, looked at it from a distance, and smiled between her eyebrows, just set off by his hideous and terrifying face, it looks a little weird.