Following a few scattered pilgrims down the mountain in a hurry, the city gate was closed.
Holding the incense basket, I rubbed my hands uneasily. The wind was blowing very hard, and the dark clouds were getting heavier and heavier. The thin spring skirts were a little chilly, and everyone seemed slightly uneasy. They shouted to the city guards to open the door.
Several guards stood high on the tower and looked down, telling everyone to wait for a while before letting people enter the city depending on the situation.
Xiang Yinong once said that although the Zhou and Jin Dynasties were peaceful and peaceful on the surface, there were many kings from all over the country who were eyeing these vast and magnificent mountains and rivers. When the emperor died, he was afraid of civil strife. He must have been afraid that the news would leak out too quickly.
Without a good layout, local kings would cause chaos in the name of attending funerals.
The sky was getting darker and darker, so I had no choice but to stand up, raised my head to the officers and soldiers guarding the city tower, and shouted loudly: "Masters, where is Commander-in-Chief?"
Hearing my shout, the soldiers exchanged glances. A dark-skinned middle-aged man in his forties looked down and said, "That's me. Who's downstairs?"
"My little girl Liu Zipei, because my father has been worried recently, I went to Huaiyuan Temple to pray for her safety. I don't want something like this to happen. My mother is ill. If my daughter stays out for a long time, she will be worried. I hope the commander will let us go.
Go to the city to avoid worrying about my family." I said with a chuckle. Everyone quickly agreed upon hearing this.
Commander He waved his hand impatiently: "This matter is not as simple as you said. Who dares to make mistakes in such a big event as a national funeral! Just wait if I tell you to, no matter who you are!"
I sneered and said loudly again: "If you have any doubts about our identity, you can open the city gate and question us one by one. I forgot to mention that my father Xinliu is named Fucheng."
Commander He's expression changed, and he immediately went downstairs. In a moment, the door opened, and he greeted him with a smile. He bowed his hands and said, "I don't know if you are the second young lady. Hey, you are neglecting me, I am neglecting you. Please hurry up and get to the city! It won't be good if Madam is worried."
Already."
I smiled brightly and walked into the city. I turned my head slightly to look at him and then at the expectant pilgrims behind me. Commander He's expression immediately changed and he loudly said to his subordinates: "Quickly, open the door and check them one by one before entering the city!"
After saying that, he gave me a flattering smile, and even though he was disgusted in his heart, he smiled at him and turned around to leave.
Walking through the cross street, the city is already full of pale silk, filial piety flags are floating, and paper money with round square holes is waving in the street, falling like snow and rain.
The world is spinning, the horrifying whiteness of the hospital, the originally vivid faces of fellow patients are covered with white sheets, the memory is powerful, and the deep-rooted pain is difficult to erase. In this place and era that does not belong to me, the dead people
It has nothing to do with me, but at this moment, this scene made me feel so depressed that I felt a silent sense of sadness. The sky was dark, only the white color was eye-catching and sad, and there were no people on the street, like a dead city.
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I walked against the wind, with white paper money flying and sticking to my face, but I didn't feel scared. Through the square hole, I saw a deserted street. A carriage came rushing towards me, and I stood there holding an incense basket.
, the carriage stopped.
Ning Yuanjue walked down holding an umbrella. He was still dressed in white. In my opinion, he was not as disgusted and repulsive as before. The expression on his face was very strange. He frowned solemnly but had a big gape in his mouth.
Smiling, the curved corners of his eyes and the raised corners of his mouth formed a circle. His face looked indescribably tired, but his steps towards me were steady and brisk.
He pulled me under the umbrella, naturally put his arm around my waist and said, "Silly girl, didn't I tell you to go back earlier? Why are you still leaving the city?"
"You knew something was going to happen." I lowered my head and noticed that his boots and clothes had been changed into plain clothes with hemp.
"Well, yes." He looked at me and smiled, and said with a hint of doting in his tone: "I was originally worried about Huangfu Zhi pestering you, but just yesterday morning when the emperor was riding a horse, the horse was frightened and fell off.
He broke his neck and fell unconscious. The imperial doctor said he would not survive today."
"The imperial doctor is so brave, he dares to say these things." I looked at him seriously, and when I saw his somewhat surprised expression, I turned my head to look at him. Isn't that how it's shown on TV? That's a taboo!
Ning Yuanjue sighed and said with tears in his eyes: "The imperial doctor was not only rewarded with an official position, but the master who fed the horses, the innocent boy, and his family were all beheaded." As he spoke, he was choked with sobs.
The hands on my waist were trembling a little: "Speaking of Master Liang who breeds horses, I often had sex with him when I was learning to ride horses when I was a child, and even put crotons in the manger."
I couldn't laugh anymore. This is rank, this is imperial power. I leaned my head slightly on his shoulder and wanted to say something to comfort him but didn't know what to say. He spoke again: "I just came back from the palace.
Then I met Lu'er who came to me and said that your mother was afraid that you wouldn't come back and asked me to come and pick her up. When I heard this, I felt anxious to death. Now that I saw you, I could finally give your mother an explanation.
However, I'm really worried about you, Zipei..." His voice was slightly emotional, and gradually seemed to be far away and then closer, and then it turned into a steady stream of heat and went straight into a certain place in his heart...
I looked up at the umbrella, which was embroidered with light ink smoke. The full moon on the misty lake was like a silver plate, and the words "A moon makes a vast ocean" were written on the edge. Somehow, my heart surprisingly calmed down.
Warm and a little sour, the world suddenly became very small, only me and him.