Chapter 110 Only for the lonely grave to have flowers blooming
Miss Jun looked at the people walking quickly in front of her.
After walking for a while, a village was faintly visible ahead.
The current location is still not far from the capital, only a few miles at best.
There are only a few villages within a few miles of the capital.
Now in this direction...
Miss Jun stopped and looked around and then forward.
Lujiazhuang.
Lu Yunqi’s hometown.
She had never been here with Lu Yunqi, but Lu Yunqi had told her about it.
Is he going to Lujiazhuang?
Miss Jun looked at the figures in the misty night.
Is there any way to deal with Lu Yunqi?
What can Lujiazhuang do to deal with him?
Miss Jun sighed inwardly.
Lu Yunqi lost his mother when he was born and his father when he was ten years old. He has no relatives or friends to support him at home. He relies on his father's job as a guard to earn a living and not starve to death. He doesn't even have a house in this Lujiazhuang and has long since stopped calling it his home.
Ancestral graves.
Ancestral graves.
Miss Jun was a little distracted.
Speaking of which, after his death, was he buried with his father and mother?
My father was buried in the imperial mausoleum with my mother as the crown prince. What about me? Will I stay with my father and mother forever under their mausoleum?
Miss Jun suddenly thought of where she should go after dawn. Let's go to the imperial mausoleum to take a look from a distance.
Her eyes were a little sore, and she didn't know whether it was from grief or from staying up all night, but she suddenly didn't want to follow Zhu Zan anymore.
After all, he has nothing to do with her.
She looked ahead.
The vision seemed to become foggy in an instant, like a drop of clear water in the thick ink, and soon more and more clear water was poured in. The night faded, the blue light was misty, and the east gradually became white.
The night passed and morning came.
The figure in the misty blue light also became clearer, and it was very conspicuous when walking in the wilderness.
He suddenly stopped. Miss Jun hesitated and stood in the thick bushes without moving.
I no longer intend to come forward to say hello, so as not to let him discover me.
He did not look back, but stretched out his hand to pull off the beard on his face, revealing his smooth and handsome profile in the dim blue light.
Sure enough, it was Zhu Zan. Compared with Huaiqing Mansion, he had not changed much.
He reached out and touched his face, his thick eyebrows furrowed, as if he was a little dissatisfied, then he rolled up his sleeves, leaned over and scooped up the dew on the roadside vegetation and rubbed it on his face.
Over and over again, handful after handful, several times before straightening up, touching his face again and showing a satisfied smile.
If there was a mirror at this time, Miss Jun would have no doubt that he would take it out and take a closer look.
Since leaving Huaiqing Mansion, he has really not changed much, he is still so inexplicable.
Zhu Zan combed his hair with dew-stained hands and patted his clothes. The clothes had become messy and wrinkled after last night's melee and were stained with blood and dust.
The messy wrinkles and dust can be removed by patting, but the blood stains are a bit troublesome. Zhu Zan wiped a handful of dew and carefully rubbed the blood stains on the corners of his clothes, but the blood stains opened up and stained a larger area.
He patted the corner of his clothes in annoyance, muttered something and gave up. He straightened his clothes, straightened his back and strode forward again.
Did this man forget that he was still being hunted?
Or is he just so sure that Jin Yiwei's people can't find him?
Miss Jun looked back behind her. Even if no one was chasing her, who could guarantee whether the net had been opened in front of her?
This Zhu Zan was arrested as soon as he was arrested. Even though Duke Cheng was here, the emperor couldn't really do anything to him. Why bother making such a fuss? What's the benefit?
Once you arrive in the capital, you can still leave, so the emperor no longer needs to be an emperor.
For a wise and outstanding man like Duke Cheng, is it a headache to have such a son?
Miss Jun looked at Zhu Zan as he walked through the bushes.
She didn't take another step to follow him, thinking that when he was far away, she would turn around and leave.
However, Zhu Zan could not walk far. He was not as fast and elusive as last night. He was slowly and leisurely, moving his head and looking left and right, just like a villager who got up early and took a stroll.
Miss Jun felt that she was a very patient person after being tempered by her master, but she was also a little impatient at this time.
Or just turn around and leave. If he finds you, he will find you. So what, is he the only one who can come to the capital? Is he the only one who can walk on the main road? It's just a coincidence.
Just when she was about to turn around, she saw Zhu Zan stopped at the end of the road.
The road naturally has no end. The so-called end is just that the road turns a corner or goes downhill.
The green light faded a bit, and Miss Jun's vision became clearer, so in addition to Zhu Zan, she also saw a wooden house on the roadside.
Of course, a wooden house would not be built in the wilderness for no reason. In fact, it was not an ordinary wooden house, it was a house used for guarding tombs.
Most people's cemeteries are good if they have a tomb. A better one has a monument. No matter how good it is, it will be more elaborate. It is equipped with an open tower and a dark pavilion. Of course, the specifications are much smaller than in reality, indicating that they are used by living people.
different.
At this time, the wooden house next to Zhu Zan was better than those with open buildings and dark pavilions. It was specially used by the tomb guards.
Only the cemeteries of princes and nobles are equipped with tombkeepers to clean the tombs of the guardians.
Are there any mausoleums of princes and nobles in Lujiazhuang?
As the thought flashed across her mind, Miss Jun's body suddenly stiffened, and her hands hanging by her sides clenched.
The princes and nobles of Lujiazhuang.
She walked out from behind the bushes and walked quickly towards Zhu Zan's place.
Her footsteps were still light and silent, her expression was still calm and easy-going, and she ran forward against the gradually brightening morning light.
Zhu Zan has disappeared at the end of the road.
Miss Jun stood at the end of the road.
She guessed wrong. The end of the road was neither a turn nor a downhill slope, but the end. The road ahead was no longer a road, but a cemetery, or to be precise, a mausoleum.
There are not many tombs in the mausoleum, only six scattered ones.
It is neatly and cleanly repaired, with not even a single blade of grass to be seen. The pines and cypresses in front of the mausoleum bear traces of fresh pruning, which shows that the tombkeepers here take good care of it.
There was a tomb that looked very high-standard and very new, and there were offerings in front of it. It was obvious that someone had paid homage to it not long ago.
Miss Jun looked at the tombstone and could clearly see the words on it.
Jiuling Princess Kuanzhi.
My tomb, it turns out, is indeed the ancestral grave of the Lu family.
I was bound by this in life, and I am still bound in death.
Miss Jun's vision became a little blurry, and at the same time, the first ray of sunlight in the morning emerged from the ground, forcing her to see clearly in front of the tombstone.
Zhu Zan was still standing there, reaching out his hand to touch with some restraint, and then carefully took out two small bottles from his arms.
What is he going to do?
What's in that bottle?
Did he want to take revenge on Lu Yunqi by destroying his own tomb?
It's really ridiculous. Lu Yunqi won't be angry. It's too late to be happy.
Miss Jun watched Zhu Zan pour a small bottle onto the stone platform in front of the tomb. In the early morning light, it looked like a bunch of dry and rotten leaves.
What? Do you want it to start a fire?
Miss Jun frowned slightly, and then saw Zhu Zan pouring another bottle.
There is dark juice in this bottle.
The oil that started the fire?
The juice fell on the rotten leaves, and the rotten leaves were instantly wet.
There was no fire, no burning, the rotten leaves just stretched out on the stone platform.
What is this for?
Miss Jun's thoughts flashed across her mind again, and then her eyes suddenly widened and she opened her mouth in a rude manner.
The bunch of dead grass and rotten leaves turned red and stretched like a big red flower in bloom.
If not, it is a flower.
Miss Jun recognizes this flower, but she has never seen it with her own eyes.
Northland birch.
This flower only grows in the north of the town. It blooms on the cliffs. When it is in full bloom, it looks as bright as a ball of fire on the cliff, but it withers immediately when it is picked. Legend has it that it can remain bright and lasting only if it is nourished by human blood.
So many people there use this flower to express their feelings for their loved ones. They pick it off, cut their hands, bleed, and give the flower to the person they like.
When she was a child, she was very curious about this legend. She would flip through books or ask people who had seen it to draw pictures for her.
Moreover, she also wanted to personally verify whether it could really be nourished with blood. As long as her father said a word, the flower could be sent to the capital despite all the difficulties.
However, her father was raised strictly by scholar-bureaucrats and was kind-hearted. He would never allow her to do such a ridiculous thing. Firstly, he didn't like bloodshed, and secondly, he didn't like wasting money and people.
But she is just a child and can't care about so many things.
Then she was kicked off the wall of Duke Cheng Guo's house and beaten up, and then Duke Cheng Guo came to visit. Then she asked Duke Cheng Guo to secretly send her a flower at the right time so that she could see it.
Then she left the capital and went south, and then she never saw Duke Cheng Guo again. Then her father and mother died, and then she died too.
She had forgotten about this until she saw this flower now.
The flower was picked up by someone's hand and left Miss Jun's sight.
Miss Jun looked at the person holding the flowers.
Zhu Zan raised his hand, and the flowers fell steadily and accurately on the tombstone.
At this time, the sun completely jumped out from the ground, shining on the red flowers, making them shine and look as fresh and tender as newly picked ones.
He traveled thousands of miles from the north.
He escaped from custody.
He hid here and there and traveled north and south.
He changed his name and changed his surname and disguised himself.
He broke into the capital, killed Jin Yi, and stormed the city gate.
He walked through the night, and his face was cleansed by morning dew.
Just to hand a flower in front of this grave?
Miss Jun stood there, seemingly blinded by the sunlight and unable to see anything clearly.
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Thanks to Bing Yi from the South for the reward of the spirit beast eggs.
Thanks to Danmochenyan for the reward of Xianpayuan