The only ones buried here are those children who died young. Why is there daddy’s grave here?
He got closer step by step and saw clearly the other words on it: Born on the fifth day of February in the nineteenth year of Kangxi, died on the fourteenth day of May in the twenty-fourth year of Kangxi.
Honghui took two steps back. He knew what happened in the 24th year of Kangxi's reign. On the way back, Xilin Jueluo's grandmother also said, "Your mother-in-law almost didn't survive that year. Her body was cold and everyone moved."
I went out and came up in one breath. I didn’t expect to be as lucky as I am now.
Ma Chao in the palace also said, "Dad was almost saved that year, and he has been living with illness ever since."
He kept stepping back, something was wrong, there must be something wrong.
I have had many dreams since I was a child. I am myself, I am Honghui. I still remember that there was a young man in bright yellow clothes standing on the Kowloon Tower. The longer he grew, the more he looked like that young man. He vaguely understood that he
It’s that young man, and that young man is himself.
Since I can become such a young man, I will definitely not die young and be buried here. So, there must be something wrong?
He stood here without moving, but the tombstones seemed to be rotating around him, and he suddenly felt like the world was spinning. He wanted to hold on to something, but what could he hold on to? He felt like he couldn't stand anymore, and he was in a trance.
It was about to fall straight down.
But faintly, there seemed to be a voice shouting: Honghui—Honghui—
Honghui was stunned for a moment, and then he braced himself, as if someone was always protecting him in his dreams when he was a child. Who was it? He had never seen his face clearly, and now he just wanted to see clearly who this person was!
He followed the sound and looked over, and saw a figure hurried over in the steaming mist. She was holding a hairpin in her hand, and her movements were full of vigilance.
Is it mother?
Yes! Only a mother would remain vigilant in such an environment.
He heard her call him: "Honghui——Hui'er——"
Close! Close! Step by step, she came closer. Her posture, her movements, and the tone in which she called him all showed that this person was my mother.
But unfortunately, her face was obscured by the glow and could not be seen clearly.
"Mother--" he shouted tentatively.
"Hey!" She agreed. You couldn't see her expression, but you could feel that she was anxious and worried. "Just stand still and mother will be here..."
Honghui stood still. He always felt that something was wrong, but what exactly was wrong? Before he could figure it out, his hand was grabbed, "Don't be afraid! Mom is here." She dragged him away,
It seemed like he didn't want him to stay here for a moment.
He tugged and said, "Mom, this is very strange..."
Tongtong couldn't help but pulled the child away and left. Yes, he saw everything that should be seen, but this kind of thing cannot be explained.
She pushed Honghui hard, and Honghui woke up completely with a jolt.
The lights in the room were on, and Amma and Er Niang were sitting next to them, looking worried.
Yes! Can you not worry? The child is haunted by nightmares. It's like when he was a child, he kept crying and couldn't sleep well. He called daddy and mother, and he was covered in cold sweat.
Can't wake up.
"Hui'er, where do you feel uncomfortable?" Si Fujin put his hand on the child's forehead, "Tell E Niang, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Honghui opened his eyes and was about to speak when his eyes fell on E Niang's chin. There was a pimple mark on E Niang's chin.
At this moment, Honghui was a little stunned. He finally found out what was wrong. The voice in the dream belonged to E Niang, but the tone was that of E Niang. Also, the movements he saw were those of E Niang, but the body was E Niang's.
of.
He remembered that when he was a child, he could only look up at the person in the dream, and he saw the acne mark on her chin. At that time, he did not remember that she had spoken, or he could not hear the other person speaking in the dream at that time.
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Why is this happening? Is it just because of the dream that the two mothers were confused?
His mind was in a state of confusion at the moment, and he didn't know what went wrong when he heard E Niang say to Amma: "Sir, what should I do? If that doesn't work, let Honghui live with his sixth brother and his sister. This child has another problem."
It’s a nightmare.”
And, it seems to be very serious.
Amma put her hand on his forehead and asked, "Is it great? Do you think you need to go to the mansion over there?"
Honghui shook his head, "It's okay, it was just a dream. Did you put your hand on your chest? It's so heavy."
E Niang took away the leather mattress and said, "What now? Are you feeling better?"
"Much better!" Honghui sat up, took the cup and drank a glass of water, "Ask the wet nurse to keep watch. You and I can rest together."
No! How can we rest assured?
"Let's go! If you stay here, he won't be able to sleep peacefully." Amma finally pulled E Niang away, leaving only words: "If it still hurts to lie down, hold on and don't sleep. Wait until daybreak, go over there.
Let’s rest in the house.” Okay!
Honghui really couldn't sleep that night! He was thinking about this dream and the feeling of being cared for since he was a child.
The problem must be with the parents!
Even if you are yourself, there may not be any inconsistencies.
I died young, in a dream.
But I climbed to the top, and it was also in a dream.
But now it is discovered that there is some kind of connection between Er Niang and Niang.
So, what exactly is going on?
He thought of some miscellaneous books in his father's study, which contained many strange records. For example, "Natural History" written by Zhang Hua of the Western Jin Dynasty recorded a strange incident: It was said that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, someone accidentally opened the famous ministers of the Western Han Dynasty.
The tomb of Huo Guang's son-in-law is named Fan Mingyou. What is surprising is that in this man's tomb, there is a slave buried with him who is still alive. When people asked him about the events in the late Western Han Dynasty, what he said was the same as in the "Book of Han"
The records are very similar.
When he read it at the time, he thought it was very absurd, so he read it in Xianshu. But now, thinking about the tombstone belonging to his father, he felt that it was not absurd.
Just like the slave who was buried with him, if it is impossible for the slave who was buried with him to survive in the tomb during such a long time span from the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Western Han Dynasty, is it possible that the soul of a person is immortal after death?
What if a tomb robber entered Fan Mingyou's tomb, and the slave's soul just borrowed the body of the tomb robber? When the second group of tomb robbers entered the tomb and found a living person, this person was treated as a buried slave. Then
People at that time were ignorant, and the soul of this slave must not have understood what happened. He still regarded him as his past self and insisted that he was the slave who was buried. People did not believe it, but he could prove it to himself.
The things that happened in the Western Han Dynasty and the Eastern Han Dynasty are so clear that some people don't believe it. People at the lower level actually don't know much about the upper class, and the affairs of the nobility are not easy to know. What's more, what he talks about is all the things in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, which is far from the Western Han Dynasty.
It's been some years.
At that time, these people should have brought the person out doubtfully, and also asked someone to ask. The answer they got was that what the other person said was right, and it was similar to what was recorded in the "Hanshu". And the "Hanshu" kind of
Not everyone has the opportunity to learn something. If a person with a low background says something similar to what is recorded in the Han Dynasty, this also confirms the person's identity, and what he says is 80% true.
There are actually many records like this, and there are several similar examples in the "Song Book".
If this is the case, can a lot of things be explained?
In the twenty-fourth year of Kangxi's reign, Uncle Liu was afraid that he would be gone! The person who survived the acne was not Uncle Liu, but his father.
And who is the father?
A lonely ghost? Not a real royal person?
Honghui shook his head. Dad and Ama were very similar, not just in appearance, but in every aspect. He used to think they were brothers, but now he doesn't think so. There are no more similar people in the world.
, even twin brothers cannot be so similar. Their temperaments, interests, hobbies, even tastes, and views on things are just a matter of looking in the mirror! The degree of overlap is frightening!
And that single stroke of character, does it look like? It looks like!
In fact, what Daddy writes is more open-minded than what Ama writes.
If you combine it with the things that dad has worked out, it is actually easy to get the answer. There are many people who like to study miscellaneous knowledge, but why can dad alone accomplish so much?
Unless daddy had an adventure before he became a daddy!
Honghui stood up and walked around the room with his big cloak on. If it was me who died young, it was me who climbed to the top, and I am still me today, then that means people can start over.
I am actually the same as my parents, we are both people who have to start over again and again!
If this is the case, then everything seems to be explained.
Daddy is Amma! That must be the case.
If this is the case, then is the mother the mother-in-law?
Just thinking about it, he shook his head again: There is no doubt that the father is Amma, but the mother may not be the mother. If a person were to start over, his temperament should be similar. But in fact? The mother and the mother are very different.
So is it possible that I was born by my mother in my previous life, and in this life, because of two variables, my father and my mother, the person who gave birth to me became my mother?
Could this be the case?
He couldn't find the answer yet.
He was a little afraid of dreams before and hated them, but now he is looking forward to entering dreams soon. Every time he is trapped in dreams, his mother will help him. From now on, I can’t be afraid! As long as I am not afraid, I can really get closer.
Only in dreams can I figure out what happened to me.
Tongtong woke up panting, and it took him a long time to recover.
She saw it. She saw the tomb belonging to Honghui in Honghui's dream.
At this moment, she was relieved! She looked at her hands, and she was really relieved when she knew what Si Fujin would have faced if it were not for her, if she had not become Si Fujin.
Early the next morning, when Siye was washing up, Tongtong whispered, "...Honghui died at the age of eight, and there were Hongxin and Hongyun... There were two small graves without monuments beside them.
It should be Princess who died young..."
Siye's hand shook. If that were the case, without Tongtong, it would be difficult for his heirs to be born, right?
Tongtong sighed softly, "So, it's different, it's all different. There's no need to deliberately look for answers to other things. Everything is fine now, it's the best! Maybe my fourth sister-in-law gave me a chance, and I should still be there now."
The fourth sister-in-law will have a happy life..." This should be the cause and effect between me and the fourth sister-in-law.
After a long time, Si Ye finally said 'hmm' and whispered: "Will the child remember the things in the dream?"
Tongtong was not sure, "I don't know either, I think he has a vague impression... He has been dreaming since he was a child, but he has never asked about it, so he probably doesn't have a deep impression of dreams, right?"
Siye remained silent, waiting for when Honghui would ask.
Honghui did come, and when he came, he had to go to bed, "I had a nightmare last night! Mom, give me a tranquilizing pill, I will take it so I can sleep well."
Tongtong quickly took the tranquilizing pills and asked, "Do you have a headache? Do you feel any other discomfort?"
Honghui shook his head, took the medicine, then lay down with his head on his mother's lap, "Mom, stay with me for a while, and then go back to work after I fall asleep."
good!
Tongtong didn't go anywhere, just asked the child to lie on the pillow like this, and then patted it gently. Honghui suddenly felt at ease, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he saw the mother who looked like her.
Holding a sword in his hand, he was patiently teaching a child, each move, he thought he would...
