It's March again, the first spring breeze blows, and the wicker turns green, dense like rain, and from a distance, it looks like a cluster of floating green clouds.
Cheng's Mansion was full of friends today, and laughter and laughter floated out of the courtyard wall from time to time, attracting pedestrians in the market to look back.
It turned out that Cheng Qiuchi's child was born three days ago, and on this day, relatives and friends gathered in Cheng's Mansion to hold three pilgrimage ceremonies for the child.
First of all, the navel and the fontanelle, the three dynasties washed the child, the white and fat baby was carried out of the basin by the nurse under the watchful eyes of relatives and friends, and then let out a cry that was louder than a voice, which made everyone laugh.
After the ceremony, the children were carried back to the house, and the host's family set up a banquet to entertain the guests.
As soon as Cheng Qiuchi finished toasting from table to table, he found that Cheng Muyou had left the table at some point, and the seat facing him was empty, which made his originally happy heart suddenly feel a little more stunned.
So, he slowly put down his wine glass, left the lively banquet, and walked down the corridor to the backyard.
Sure enough, as he expected, Cheng Muyou was sitting alone at the stone table in the backyard, looking at the house where Cheng Dexuan used to live in a daze.
Cheng Qiuchi's heart shrank, and he hurriedly walked to his side, gently resting his palm on his shoulder, and said, "Everyone else says that my father disappeared on a snowy night, only you and my brothers know what happened that night, Mu You, I know that you are bitter in your heart, but being a brother can't help you anything, I just hope you don't put the bitterness in your heart, your injury is just right, don't worry about it anymore." ” Cheng Muyou smiled faintly at him, "Brother, you are too careful, I don't feel sad, but I haven't figured it out, how did my father get to this point, when he was a child, he always taught us to be virtuous and upright, clean and self-conscious, but why did he choose another path at the fork in the road of life?"
” Cheng Qiuchi was stunned, his face suddenly turned pale, he bit his lip fiercely, and then hesitated and said, "Muyou, in fact, I know about that matter, the night before my brother and sister died, I saw my father enter her house with a bowl of medicine" Speaking of this, he suddenly grabbed Cheng Muyou's hand and said earnestly, "But I also figured out later, what did my father do to his younger siblings, Mu You, you know, I have always been cowardly, I dare not disobey my father's orders, plus my father He warned me several times openly and secretly, I had no choice but to keep it at bay, but I don't know anything else my father had ever done, and I swear, really."
Cheng Muyou pressed his hand on the back of his hand and said softly, "Brother, forget it, I went to Duan's house a few days ago to ask my father-in-law for guilt, and his old man knew that his father was dead, so he didn't want to pursue the matter anymore, and only said that Shuyuan's reputation was not tarnished.
The Duan family has already forgiven their father, how can I not forgive you?
” Hearing this, Cheng Qiuchi was ashamed and ashamed in his heart, he sighed for a long time, finally calmed down, and sat down next to Cheng Muyou, "Muyou, you have resigned for several months because of illness, can you think about how to go in the future?"
” Cheng Muyou looked at the chessboard carved on the stone table, picked up a stone from the ground and put it next to the Jiehe, "The battle ahead is tight, Lord Liu Xujiao Liu was appointed to the front line as General Xuanwei, he strongly invited me to go over, I agreed, and I am ready to go to Guancen Mountain with Xixi Xun'er in a few days." ” Cheng Qiuchi was taken aback, "There are chaos and there is a lot of wind and sand, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Xun'er." ” Cheng Muyou smiled with relief, "I personally taught him the Four Books and Five Classics, this kid is very interested in the art of war, let him hone and hone more, maybe he will really be able to serve the country in the future."
By the way, Right Er and Ziming also have to go with them, with them taking care of Xun'er, my brother really doesn't have to worry about his safety. ” Cheng Qiuchi pondered for a long time, and finally raised his head, "Mu You, you are not afraid of touching the scene, so you have to leave Xin'an and go to that wild place, right?"
I listened to it, Miss Yan, she went to Yongchang Mausoleum, if you can't let go, go to her, no one's heart is made of iron and stone, you are so good to her, I believe she will change her mind. ” Cheng Muyou shook his head with a smile, slowly got up and walked towards the courtyard door, and when he reached the door, he looked back at Cheng Qiuchi, "Come back to the table, so many guests are waiting for your brother, don't let them wait for a long time." ” The catkins fluttered and fell behind him, like a hazy wall, separating the two brothers at opposite ends.
Cheng Qiuchi looked at his back and muttered, "Mu You, why are you so stupid, you don't want to embarrass her at all, in the end, you can only suffer yourself." ” He smiled wryly, smiled wryly, but a layer of wetness appeared in the corners of his eyes unconsciously.
Seven years later, the first year of the end arch.
In July, the Liao spy knew that the Song army escorted the baggage to the Weilu army, and the general Yelu Xiuge led tens of thousands of horsemen to intercept it.
When the Song general led thousands of cavalry to patrol at night, he found the Liao army, followed the Liao army, and took advantage of its breakfast to raid, Yelu Xiuge was injured and fled first, and the Liao army was defeated and died a lot.
According to folk legends, Yelu Hugo was shot in the right arm by a thirteen-year-old general of the Song army, and under the fright, he fled in the wilderness, and the Liao army was greatly injured, and from then on he did not dare to disturb the border of the Song Dynasty.
The mountains and forests are lush, the barren grass is green, outside the Yongchang Mausoleum, a young man took off the phoenix wings on his head, knelt down in front of the mausoleum respectfully, and kowtowed three times before he said loudly, "Yan Niang, Xun'er has come to see you, please come out to see Xun'er." ” Before long, the stone door of the mausoleum slowly opened, and a woman in a green shirt stood between the tomb doors, her appearance was still the same as seven years ago, but her eyes were a little more quiet and peaceful.
She looked at the young man and smiled, "Xun'er, you have made great achievements at such a young age, and I really didn't misunderstand you." ” Tears suddenly welled up in the young man's eyes, he fell to the ground, pressed his head between his arms, and said suddenly, "Yan Niang, I am here today to tell you something important." ” Yan Niang saw that his body trembled slightly, her heart suddenly froze, her lips moved a few times, and she didn't say a word.
"Daddy, in order to protect me, he was pierced through the chest by the Liao people, and he stayed in Guancen Mountain forever" Yan Niang didn't hear the next words, there were only four words in her mind that an arrow pierced her chest, shattered into countless ashes, and then condensed, so repeatedly, asking her heart over and over again.
In a trance, she walked out of the mausoleum that she had not stepped out of for seven years, without flying clouds and fog, and just went all the way to the west, walking for a day and a night, and finally came to the place that she and he were familiar with.
South Street is still the same, crowded with people and high-rise buildings.
She lost her soul and walked unhurriedly, as if she was pushed forward by the crowd, but she just went with the flow, but came to the door of Jihong Embroidery Village.
The entire courtyard is now covered with emerald red kudzu, and it is clear that it has not been inhabited for many years.
Yan Niang pushed the door in, slowly moved to the innermost courtyard wall, hesitated for a long time, and finally called softly to the side of the wall, "Cheng Muyou." ” Saying these three words, she closed her eyes tightly, her eyelids twitched slightly, and she actually noticed a trace of coolness on her face.
Her eyes widened in horror and she reached for her cheeks: tears?
She actually shed tears for him?
However, thinking of this, an irrepressible sadness suddenly overwhelmed her, and she held her face in her hands and cried freely.
"Who provokes Madame so much grief?
Tell me quickly, for the sake of the husband will not make the man feel better. ” His voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Yan Niang turned around in panic, desperately wiping away her tears to make sure that he was not an illusion in her mind.
He had a smile on his face, like a spring breeze and rain, little by little into Yan Niang's heart.
The two looked at each other for a long time before he took out a letterhead from his cuff and shook it in front of Yan Niang's eyes, "Empress Dowager Xiao brought me a letter a few days ago, and there are only five words on it, what does Madam guess?"
” Yan Niang stared at him and shook her head in amazement.
"The letter says, 'She has you in her heart.'"
He smiled proudly, "Madam, it turns out that my husband has been deceived by you for so long.
(End of book)