In the middle of the night, it started to rain.The autumn rain continued, which made the temperature in Chang'an drop a lot.Wuhou and Fangding, who were patrolling the night in the square, were too lazy to go out again, and shrank in the Wuhou shop one by one, chatting leisurely.Strange riots, months have passed.The initial fear gradually disappeared, and was replaced by endless talking points.The former residence of the concubine in Prince Lane, in the rainy night, is even more cold and lonely.Suddenly, a little light appeared in the room on the second floor of the central hall.Immediately after, the lights on the entire second floor were lit up, and the melodious sound of silk and bamboo was heard, accompanied by a beautiful singing.The song echoed over the empty courtyard.Accompanied by the sound of the rain, this lonely autumn night is set off even colder.A black shadow appeared outside the door of the haunted mansion.Su Dawei was dressed in a cloak and a hat, and jumped into the high wall."
The white rabbit, look around.The clothes are not as good as new, and the people are not as good as the old. ”This is a poem originating from the Han Dynasty called the Song of Ancient Grievances.Its author is no longer elegant, but it is still sung among the people.Singing, mournful and mournful.It is like a wife leaning on the door and waiting for her husband's return, pouring out her inner grievances.She was telling her husband that the clothes were not as good as new, and the people were not as good as before.Either way, she will be here, waiting for her lover to return.The singing voice seems to have a kind of magic that makes people sad.Su Dawei frowned and walked towards the middle hall."
Dust to dust, dust to earth, the beloved has passed away, why not return?"
He muttered to himself, and had stepped up the steps of the central hall.At this moment, the lights in the house went out, followed by black smoke, turned into a skeleton, and rushed out of the house."
Go away, or you'll die.""
Why, why did he do this to me?""
I've never hated him, I've been waiting here, why won't he come back."
In the black smoke, there was a terrible scream.Su Dawei was not afraid, pinched his hands, and said silently in his heart: "Pro!
”Between heaven and earth, the ubiquitous vast Yuan Qi suddenly converged on him.He raised his hand, dragging a fist-sized ball of lightning in his palm, and saw the silver snake scurrying around, making a crackling sound."
The Great Sui has become a thing of the past, and now it is the world of the Tang Dynasty.If you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”The billowing black smoke suddenly stopped at the door.It seemed to hesitate, and suddenly let out a terrible shout, "Prince, the concubine will never leave here, you said you would come back." ”The black smoke suddenly soared, drowning Su Dawei's body.I saw the thunder flashing, and the silver snake flying in the black smoke.After a moment, the black smoke dissipated, revealing Su Dawei's figure again.Let's go?
He had a gut feeling that the weirdness hadn't gone away, but he didn't know where it was hiding.The arm shook, and the shield appeared on the arm.Su Dawei walked into the middle hall, but saw that the dark room was silent.He went up the stairs on one side of the nave to the second floor.Upstairs, covered in dust.It stands to reason that after so long without a human habitation, the house should have been covered with cobwebs.But there was nothing in the house but dust.In one room, there is a guqin.On the wall, there are still paintings.Su Dawei's eyes flashed with silver, and in an instant, the room was as bright as day.He walked over to the wall and looked at the writing on the wall.It was a love poem, and the content of the book was all to express the concubine's thoughts about the prince.Some of the text panels are torn and the contents are not clear.Su Dawei walked along the wall, and after reading the love poems on it, he could only sigh lightly.He knows some of the story of Yang Yong, the former prince of Chaoyin.It is said that when Yang Yong was the crown prince, Concubine Yuan was the crown princess.The two were very affectionate at first, until one day, Yang Yong met Concubine Yun, and gradually snubbed Concubine Yuan.This concubine is a person with a weak personality, but she is very infatuated.She thinks about Yang Yong every day, thinking about Yang Yong, but she doesn't know that the two people in her heart, holding the beauty in her arms, have already left her behind.This concubine is also a talented girl, and while waiting, she wrote a lot of love poems, hoping that the prince would change his mind.It's a pity that until she died, Yang Yong never looked back.However, this scumbag Yang Yong doesn't seem to have a good end.He was eventually replaced by his younger brother, Yang Guang, the faint king who had made the three expeditions to Goguryeo and dug the Grand Canal......
Of course, in Su Dawei's view, it is another matter whether Yang Guang is faint or not.Success and defeat, history is always written by the victor.Su Dawei didn't want to evaluate Yang Guang's merits and demerits, in fact, in his opinion, the merits and demerits of the eternal monarch were far from being something he could evaluate.However, Yang Yong is a scumbag and there seems to be no doubt.However, no matter how many artificial beautifications in later generations have never been able to hide his scumbag nature.It's a pity that this concubine has outstanding talents, but she doesn't even have a name.In front of a pair of calligraphy and paintings, stop.In the painting, a woman stands on the edge of a pond, and a fiery red koi fish in the pool is jumping out of the water."
Let's go, get out of here.He's dead, she's gone, so why are you waiting here?
”Su Dawei said, reaching out and stroking the picture."
A house is for the living, not for the dead.No matter how miserable or sad she is, she is no longer there after all.Tomorrow, I'll clean up here.If you're smart, leave quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless. ”After speaking, Su Dawei put away his shield, turned around and left along the stairs.He walked out of the middle hall, looked at the dripping autumn rain, and suddenly shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Since ancient times, scumbags have been so popular, and they have left dick silk as a spare tire."
It was so before, and it will be so in the future. ”His form suddenly disappeared from the steps, turning into a streamer of light, and disappearing into the reckless night.On the second floor, the candlelight was lit again.The sound of silk and bamboo is faint, and the singing is poignant, and it has been in the sky over the courtyard for a long time.When Su Dawei returned home ++++++++++++++++++++++++, it was nearly four watches.Still didn't alarm Liu Niangzi, he sneaked back to the bedroom.It's pretty complete today.The black cat was napping at the end of the bed, and Nie Su was curled up on the bed.Kurosaburo was lying on the edge of the bed, and a white ape was crouching on the window, staring at him.Su Dawei smiled.The world is not harsh on him.Compared to his previous life, although he has no father, he still feels happy.Because of this world, unconsciously, he has a lot of concerns.And these concerns are also the driving force that keeps him going.With them, it is enough for Su Dawei......
Walked to the side of the bed and covered the quilt for Nie Su.The black cat opened its eyes and meowed softly at him.Su Dawei hurriedly put his finger to his lips and motioned for it not to make a sound.The black cat got up and walked over, curled up in a ball beside Nie Su's pillow, and slowly closed its eyes.Su Dawei sat down cross-legged at the end of the bed and let out a sigh.Outside the window, there was a faint sound of drums.It's already four o'clock, and the gate of Chang'an is slowly opening.Light rain, dripping.Su Dawei glanced at Nie Su, who was sleeping soundly, then closed his eyes, pinched his hand, and let out a soft groan from his mouth.Yuan Qi slowly converged from all directions, filling this room.()