On July 16, at the intersection of West Street, people from all over the capital came to watch, and even carried vegetable baskets, which were full of rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs, and before the execution, they smashed them on the guillotine, and scolded in their mouths: "Collaborate with the enemy and commit treason, traitors!"
”"You deserve to die, you deserve to have your children cut off!""
Let's get executed early!
Leave them for a moment, it's a waste of air!
”"That's right, let's execute!
It's about to rain, it's really ......"
At the moment of execution, dark clouds were thick, heavy rain washed away, and blood flowed like a river.But there are many dignitaries in the court, the Shang family is gone, and the Li family and the Wang family, so this case was quickly forgotten by everyone, and life is still the same as before.Just like the Song and Song girls in the palace, there are so many women in the harem, without her, there is no difference.The emperor went to the court as usual, went to the imperial study, and returned to the palace, everything was as it was, if there was any difference, it seemed that there was nothing.The palace people had different opinions in private, all saying that the emperor hated the Song Song girl very much, and some people said that the Song Song girl did not commit suicide at all that day, and the poisonous wine was given by the emperor.In October, it is late autumn and winter is about to begin.In the middle of the night, Sheng Quan held a thin piece of paper, quietly entered the room, and prepared the clothes in advance and put them on the pear wood flower stand.Just as he was about to turn away, he heard a few murmurs in the bed tent.Sheng Quan didn't hear clearly, thinking that Wen Shu hadn't fallen asleep yet, so he took two steps forward and said, "Your Majesty?
”"Song Song ......" was quiet all around, and this Song Song was extremely abrupt.Sheng Quan was stunned, sighed lightly in his heart, and slowly retreated.He closed the door of the temple and stood stiffly under the corridor.The little eunuch who kept vigil lowered his voice and said, "Father-in-law is still not resting." ”Sheng Quan said "um", and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the two pots of canna under the eaves swaying from side to side by the rain, and he frowned and said, "I was stunned, and I didn't move this flower to the house." ”This flower was raised by a Song Song girl, and it was so small at the beginning, but now it is blooming.It's a pity that the owner of this flower has already become a handful of loess.The rain became heavier, and suddenly the sky flashed twice, and a thunderclap came as scheduled, and there was a "boom" twice—the man in the bed tent frowned, his inky eyes opened, and he lifted the futon and got up.The man sat on the chair with a tired look, and as soon as he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, he heard someone in his ear: "Your Majesty, Song Song will play a song for you?"
”Wen Shu froze, and the hand that was pinching his eyebrows didn't dare to move.If he looked up, he would be empty, nothing, no sound, no one to play him."
Don't like it?
Then I'll pinch your shoulders, look at the excerpts all day long, who is tired if you are not tired?
Can't you just rest for a while......"
The girl babbled, "Is the excerpt good-looking, or am I good-looking?"
”The man lowered his head, his eyes were slightly sour, and he said in a dumb voice: "Naturally, you are good-looking." ”"Then you can come back early tomorrow, okay?
I waited for you to the third watch yesterday, and when I woke up, my eyes were swollen. ”"Okay.""
Then the emperor will paint me makeup tomorrow morning, okay?"
Wen Shu laughed, "Song Song, you have to make inches." ”"Then I don't want you to put on makeup, the emperor should come back early tomorrow night."
The girl said coquettishly."
Draw it for you."
He raised his head and said to the empty table, "Song Song, I will describe it to you." ”This desk case with files and books, she likes to sit here on weekdays, lying on her back, kneeling, deliberately making his books crumpled and wet, and pretending to be pitiful afterwards......
"squeak", the door of the hall was pushed open, Sheng Quan heard the sound of talking inside before coming in to take a look, and he was startled when he saw a figure sitting in front of the table."
Your Majesty, but the thunder is loud and wakes you up?"
Wen Shu looked at the table motionless, silent for a long time, so long that Sheng Quan suspected that he was asleep, and he suddenly said, "Sheng Quan." ”"The minions are here."
Sheng Quan took two steps forward and listened to his commands."
I just had a dream, in the dream she is not dead, I made her the queen, but she looked at it, as if she was very afraid of me."
The more he spoke, the quieter he became, almost to himself.But this dormitory is really empty and quiet, and every word he says reaches Sheng Quan's ears.Sheng Quan's face was shocked, he knelt down with a "bang", and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, you, you are cautious!"
”How can these two words be easily spoken?
If the person who eats inside and outside hears it and spreads it outside, those courtiers will not be able to turn the sky upside down?
Wen Shu looked down at him and said lightly, "You go down." ”Don't talk about others, Wen Shu also feels like he's crazy.At the beginning of Qi, he kept her by his side, just like raising a pot of pleasing flowers, and later the flower died, and it was natural for him to be sad for a while.But as time went by, he found that instead of forgetting, he missed her more and more.The appearance of her waiting for him outside the temple gate, the appearance of her holding a book and a style of poetry, her legs wrapped around him and rubbed against him, saying that she missed his appearance......
I know it's all fake, but I still like it so much.Human habits are not formed overnight, let alone eliminated overnight.For example, every time he came back from the imperial study, he still thought that she would sit on the cushion with the guqin in his arms, and when he knew that he was tired, he would play music for him......
If he sits on a couch, he always thinks that a girl will hand him the finished purse......
Wen Shu closed her eyes, suddenly remembering the few times she shook her head at him in prison.There was a crackling sound, and the pen stands, wolf hairs, and music pieces on the table were all swept to the ground.Wen Shu fell back into his seat, his chest heaving and his sideburns bulging.The little eunuch outside the hall turned pale with fright, he swallowed, and said, "Father-in-law, this-" "Don't pay attention to it, keep watch for your night outside, and don't die in the palace." ”The little eunuch nodded again and again, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”- The seasons change, and in the blink of an eye, there are three round-trips.In the past three years, the four words of Miss Song and Song seem to have become an inconsequential past that is rarely even mentioned.Wenshu has been the same for three years, obsessed with government affairs, and never set foot in the harem.In the past three years, the DPRK and China have exchanged blood, and he has openly and secretly withdrawn military power, and plucked several feathers from those different parties, including the flesh of the belt.He seems to be becoming more and more unkind, and the palace people who work on errands in the Imperial Palace are also becoming more and more cautious.The two pots of canna under the eaves were not exposed to the wind and sun, and they died in the first year, and now this place is empty, and there is not a single pot of flowers.The Imperial Palace was like this, but after the Song and Song girls came, it was different, and now, it has just changed back......
It's great to be able to go back.Sheng Quan counted with his fingers, the emperor had not called the name of Miss Song Song in a dream for two years, it was really fortunate, he thought so.On this day, the light of spring was sprinkled on the stone steps, it had just rained yesterday, the ground was still slippery, Sheng Quan stumbled when he passed, and almost slipped.He patted his chest and took two steps forward, but was stopped by his aunt in charge, and said, "The emperor and King Huai are drinking inside, and they are in high spirits." ”"Oh, then you have to prepare a decanting soup, after King Huai is drunk, that's called-" Sheng Quan didn't finish speaking, he heard a "bang", and King Huai knocked the door open.The five big and three thick men clenched their fists and knocked on the mahogany square pillar at the door to call for wine, I don't know if it was an illusion, the pillar seemed to shake a little.The palace people were far away and didn't dare to step forward, Sheng Quan casually pointed out two unlucky people to help King Huai leave the palace.After a commotion, Sheng Quan was excited and hurriedly stepped into the hall.and he saw one, two, three, four on the ground......
The five wine jars were crooked, and even the wine cups on the table fell to the ground.Wen Shu crouched on the table, full of alcohol.Sheng Quan called "Emperor", and the man seemed to respond perfunctorily, and then he didn't move anymore."
Your Majesty, the slave will help you to rest in your clothes."
Sheng Quan tentatively touched his elbow.Who knows, even if he was drunk and unconscious, Wen Shu avoided it with disgust.He muttered: "Song Song ......"
Sheng Quan was stunned, and when he heard the name at first glance, he was even a little dazed."
Song Song, give me a wide coat ......," the man said in a low voice.Sheng Quan shook his head, retreated with a few wine jars, closed the door for him, and did not let people into the house, listening to his whispers that revealed his mood.Almost at the same time as the door of the temple was closed, Wen Shu fell into a brief dream—that year, the ship from Pingzhou had just docked, and it was May.Summer in the capital has always come early, only the temple can still catch the tail of spring, camellia blooms everywhere, and blooms more than ordinary places.Wen Shu has a little friendship with the abbot of the temple, and in addition to being busy, he often finds time here to play chess with the abbot to clear his heart.On May 16, because it happened to be Duanyang, the day of family reunion was already in the evening, and the temple was inevitably deserted.On the open-air cloister on the second floor of the Qingxin Pavilion of the An'an Temple, two people at a table sit opposite each other.The sunspot in Wenshu's hand fell, and the game was decided to be won or lost.The abbot threw down the white son and shook his head with a smile, "Even when playing chess, the emperor has never let the poor monk once, which is too serious, but it may not be a good thing." ”Wen Shu smiled lightly, pinched the cup, and raised his hand to take a sip of tea.After staying in the palace for a long time, it was a kind of wanton relaxation to sit in the temple, he tilted his head and looked at the spiritual tree under the attic.The breeze blows, and the wishing cards hanging from the trees sway.Suddenly, a crimson figure appeared in Wen Shu's sight.There are few pilgrims coming and going today, and it is still early, and it is when there is no one, and this scarlet is particularly abrupt.She walked quickly to the Wishing Tree, stood on tiptoe, hung the wishing card in her hand on the treetops, and folded her hands in front of the Wishing Tree.Wen Shu looked at it from this angle, and he could see her snow-white neck under the sun, and a piece of clothing belt was tied around her waist, outlining her graceful figure.It's that the red dress is too gorgeous, and the girl who dresses it so eye-catching in the daytime.It is comparable to the ripe and falling flowers on the treetops, which will not surprise anyone's eyes.The abbot followed his gaze and raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "This pilgrim comes every day, and I don't know what he wants, so it's hard to find." ”Later, for half a month, Wen Shu often came here, and when he returned, he could see the figure standing under the attic.So he stared sideways boredly.In the early summer, when the breeze is not dry, the man sits on the high-rise seat, and the girl bows her head under the attic, and the scenery is just beautiful.The person under the tree clasped her hands tightly, holding the Buddha jade around her neck in her palm, she opened her mouth slightly, and said softly: "Brother, Song Song does not ask to see you, but I ask you to be safe." ”The girl let go of her hand, and the Buddha jade fell to her collarbone.She frowned slightly, and she always felt that a gaze had fallen on her lately.Instinctively, she turned her head and looked straight at the pot of flowers in the attic, behind which there was a figure, and she could vaguely see the man's wide silver sleeves.Man......
The girl looked indifferent, withdrew her gaze, and quickly left.Wen Shu took the first time and saw her face clearly.Later, Wen Shu saw a thick hand-copied scripture book in front of the Buddha hall, and the abbot said that it was copied by the pilgrims who often prayed under the spiritual tree.The abbot praised two sentences with satisfaction, but he didn't listen carefully, but turned two pages at random, and was pleased with the eyes of this neat hairpin.People are beautiful, words are, people are too.He left the temple and stepped out of the temple gate, crossing two paths, where the carriage was parked.On the ground, Wen Shu's footsteps paused, and on the path ahead, I saw the crimson figure again.A swarthy man like dry wood stopped in front of her, and his voice was really not small, and Wen Shu did hear it even if he didn't mean it.It's nothing more than those stalking, and it will be good for her to scatter her wealth in the future, but in the end, it can be regarded as sincere.However, Wen Shu thought about the word "sincere", and listened to the girl who ruthlessly rejected people completely, and also hurt them completely.The girl's voice was cold, and her tone was light, and just by listening, she could think of what arrogance that face must have.She sneered: "It's not necessary, you just need to reincarnate, change to a rich and powerful father, and change a face that looks better than Pan An, I may be able to think about it again." ”The man was grief-stricken, pointed at her and cursed her, and walked away.Wen Shu stood behind and suddenly hooked his lips.He took half a step back and walked up another path.When he saw her for the first time that day, he didn't want to hear her name.After returning to the palace, he sent people to inquire many times, but to no avail, and there was no name called in the household sticker file of this household.This matter was over, and he didn't have much time to indulge in the □□ of men and women, so he quickly put the matter aside for the time being.When I saw the outspoken girl again, it was a different story.
-Wen Shu woke up, it was pitch black, only a touch of moonlight remained by the window.He let out two low breaths and sat silently.The wind is cool and the night is quiet, even the moonlight is cold.On the ground, the man rubbed his eyebrows and lowered his head, his temples tingled, and a strange scene seemed to flash in front of him—snow and red plums, and the girl drank chilled almond cheese from the window, and looked at him with a smile.Wen Shu hugged her in her arms, said something, and then she put those cold hands into his clothes and gagged him with her mouth.………… When I opened my eyes again, there was endless moonlight in front of me.Halfway, the man pulled the corners of his mouth in disbelief and pinched his eyebrows.
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