It rained continuously for several days, and the weather became colder and colder day by day. It was expected to snow soon, but unexpectedly the sun suddenly appeared again.
After the princess of Yi beat the drum to complain and sued the king of Yi, Song Qinghuan did not go out for seven or eight days in a row, but the excitement in the palace never stopped for a day.
Seeing that it had finally cleared up after several days of rain, Zhang Yunwei quickly left a message for Song Qinghuan, inviting her to burn incense and pray for blessings at Hongfa Temple on the outskirts of the city.
Song Qinghuan met Zhang Yunwei once when she rescued Brother Xu on Liuzhu Street, but she never had the chance to see many of the things that happened after that. When the post was sent, she didn't refuse it, and she did it early the next morning.
The carriage went to Hongfa Temple with Zhang Yunwei.
The Wei family did not have a house in Kyoto, and Wei Xiuming was going to attend the Autumn Festival next year, so it would not be good to live in Uncle Chengen's house all the time, so she came back first to take care of things, tidying up the small courtyard where she was dowed, and just waiting for her husband to arrive.
Then moved in.
The Zhang family's carriage came out of Jinyu Lane and passed through Liuzhu Street to meet Song Qinghuan.
The incident at Yiwang's Mansion caused an uproar in Kyoto. Zhang Yunwei always wanted to visit Song Qinghuan, but he couldn't go to Yiwang's Mansion to cause trouble for her, so he endured it for many days.
As soon as the palace's carriage arrived, Zhang Yunwei asked the maid to help him get out of the Zhang family's carriage and go to the palace's carriage.
As soon as the two of them met, Zhang Yunwei looked Song Qinghuan up and down, and felt relieved when he saw that her expression was as usual, without the appearance of a bitter and resentful woman.
Song Qinghuan sat cross-legged, handed the brewed tea to the other side of the table, and said with a smile: "Sister Yunwei looks at me like this, she can see me as a flower."
Zhang Yunwei didn't bring Brother Xu here today. He smiled when he heard this and sat cross-legged opposite Song Qinghuan. Holding a cup in his hand, he took a sip of tea and said softly: "It turns out you are not such a flamboyant person. I'm afraid of that too."
You suffered a loss."
He added: "These days, all the talk in the streets and lanes is about the prince's palace. I have wanted to check on you for a long time, but I was afraid of getting into trouble with you, so I put it off until today."
Song Qing smiled happily and said nonchalantly: "Sister Yunwei, why should I be so cautious? Maybe in a few days, my title of Princess of Yi will be given to someone else."
Zhang Yun lowered his eyes to drink tea for a moment, suddenly raised his head, and said with a bit of blame: "What nonsense are you talking about."
After a pause, he continued: "His Royal Highness the King of Yi, is he really doting on his concubines and destroying his wives? Is he really bullying you like the rumors say?"
No matter where you go in the entire city of Kyoto, you are chatting about jokes about the prince's palace. As the saying goes, people talk a lot. If they talk too much, the taste will naturally change. They can say all kinds of things.
Song Qinghuan was not as miserable as those rumors said. He immediately said: "That's not the case. If it is true like the rumors, the Yiwang Palace would have asked me to set it on fire."
She said: "His Royal Highness the King of Yi and I are disgusted with each other, and so many things have happened. It is impossible to reconcile them."
"I just feel that it's really not worth spending my whole life on such a scumbag if my remaining life is so long."
Zhang Yunwei was raised as a girl from a wealthy family. From a young age, she was taught the rules of obeying her father at home, her husband when she got married, and her son in death.
In the early years, she and Song Qinghuan were the best friends, but she had never heard her speak like this before. For a moment, she felt like her heart was churning, and she didn't know what to say.
If she had encountered such a thing, she would probably never dare to think about it again. No matter how painful it was, she would just knock out her teeth and swallow it, not daring to think about anything else.
She never thought that even a dead game of chess in Song Qinghuan's hands would lead to a bloody end for her.
There were waves in my heart, but my worries did not subside: "Since ancient times, there have been many injustices to women. If the matter is made too big, what will you do in the future?"
"Let's just take it one step at a time." Song Qinghuan lowered his eyebrows and changed the topic to say something else.
When soldiers come to cover up the water and earth, they can always find a way out for people to survive.
Hongfa Temple is located on Thousand Buddha Mountain on the outskirts of the city. When the carriage leaves the city, it becomes much smoother, but it is also much bumpier.
Zhang Yunwei hasn't been to Kyoto for a long time, but he still gets excited wherever he goes.
The mountain road in Qianfo Mountain was steep and the horses were moving very slowly. She raised the curtain and saw the mist on the mountain that had not yet dispersed. She pursed her lips and smiled: "I have never been here since we decided to get married. Now I will not come here again."
Look, it seems like it just happened yesterday."
The children of aristocratic families often have ideas when seeking marriage, so they exchange letters and use the excuse of the female family members to burn incense and pray for blessings. They meet in the temple and explore each other's thoughts. If it is feasible, they will ask the descendants to come forward and bow to each other.
If it's inappropriate, just say a few words.
Since ancient times, as long as the person's family background and character are not too bad, he can achieve success.
At that time, Zhang Yunwei and Wei Xiuming also met in Hongfa Temple. The young man was heroic and the young girl was shy and gentle. The two families hit it off immediately.
The two have been married for many years and have a son. The husband is a progressive man. Her mother-in-law occasionally makes things difficult for her, but in the end, she is for her. Apart from that annoying incident, there is nothing she is dissatisfied with.
When Song Qinghuan saw Zhang Yunwei's face turn red, he knew that she had something on her mind. He curved his lips and smiled, deliberately teasing her: "Sister Yunwei met her brother-in-law here, right? Speaking of which, Hongfa Temple is also my sister's matchmaker.
Once you meet, you will be forever."
"Fuck you." Zhang Yunwei smiled charmingly, but there was an unmistakable elegance in his eyebrows.
It was almost noon when the carriage reached the top of Qianfo Mountain and saw the magnificent Hongfa Temple right in front of us.
The fasting meal in the temple didn't start until the right time, so before the time came, the two of them went to the main hall together.
Zhang Yunwei wanted to ask for too much, but he was afraid of being too greedy. In the end, he just wanted Wei Xiu Ming to go to high school next year and his family to be healthy.
She begged herself, then turned to look at Song Qinghuan. Seeing that she was still kneeling on the futon motionless, she asked, "Why don't you pray?"
Song Qinghuan blinked, but for a moment he didn't know how good the request was.
After a while, he lowered his eyes, bowed to the golden Buddha statue in the main hall, and silently recited: "I pray that Xiao Wei will die soon and be reborn."
Hongfa Temple is the largest temple in Dali, and the vegetarian food in the temple is also good. Song Qinghuan drank two bowls before putting down his chopsticks.
Zhang Yunwei's body shape has not been as good as before since he gave birth to Brother Xu, so he didn't dare to use it more every day. But seeing how much Huan Song Qinghuan used, he also used half a bowl more.
Hongyang, who was serving her personally, also laughed: "Madam, together with the princess of Song Dynasty, we can even use more food. In the future, we need to walk more with the princess."
Song Qinghuan laughed: "Yes, but I am a poor man, so your master must pay for my meals."
After chatting and laughing, they took advantage of the fact that it was still early before heading back and walked around Hongfa Temple.
The road to Hongfa Temple from the city was not close, and Brother Xu was in the house again. Zhang Yunwei was worried and had no intention of spending the night at Hongfa Temple, so Song Qinghuan naturally followed her.
Zhang Yunwei's body was delicate and she was out of breath after walking for a while. Song Qinghuan pulled her forward and said with a smile: "My sister is as delicate as a flower in the wind, and she has to diet to maintain her figure."
He pinched her wrist to feel the pulse, and then said: "Sister, both Qi and blood are weak, so she shouldn't treat her body badly. She needs to eat what she needs to eat, and she needs to take supplements. In addition, she must
Move around more, so that your body will not be weak and exposed to wind and cold every autumn and winter."
Before Zhang Yunwei could speak, Hong Yang clapped her hands in shock: "The princess's medical skills are really superb. Our wife's health and bones are not good every autumn and winter. She fell ill in Lizhou a few days ago when she had to go back to Kyoto."
Then he advised: "Madam, I think the medical skills of the doctors in Lizhou are not good, but you must listen to the princess."
"Talking too much." Zhang Yun scolded slightly, with a hint of anger on his face, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
She was in poor health and had seen doctors several times. The words they said were exactly the same as what Song Qinghuan said. She knew what was wrong with her, but if she didn't control herself, she was afraid that the past would happen again.
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Zhang Yunwei scolded Hongyang, but Hongyang didn't dare to say anything anymore. Song Qinghuan knew that there were things he couldn't say to others, so he looked at the sky and said, "I think it's getting late. The days are short in autumn and winter. Let's go back, so as not to worry about it for a while."
The mountain road is not easy to walk on."
When he returned, Zhang Yunwei was clearly worried and his mood was not as good as before.
Song Qinghuan also did not ride in a carriage with her.
She got up early today, and leaned against the wall of the carriage to take a nap as soon as she got on the carriage. Before the carriage had left for a long time, dark clouds covered the sun, and suddenly there was thunder and heavy rain.
There was already heavy fog and heavy rain on the mountain, making it impossible to see the road ahead. The mountain road on Qianfo Mountain was so steep that even though the driver was an experienced driver, it was difficult to move forward.
Texue sat on the carriage shaft, letting the rain splash onto her clothes. After getting a message from Hongyang in front of her, she got into the carriage and wiped the rain off her body with a handkerchief: "Girl, Mrs. Wei said it's raining too hard now.
Let's pull the carriage aside for a while and wait until the rain subsides before we leave."
"Okay." Song Qinghuan agreed, thinking that Zhang Yunwei was in poor health, so he ordered Texue to find some spare charcoal fire in the carriage and send it back.
It was raining heavily. Ta Xue wrapped carbon in a cloth bag and held it in his arms. He held an umbrella before getting out of the car. The carriage suddenly started up for no apparent reason, screamed several times, raised its hoofs, and started running like crazy.
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Fortunately, the Zhang family's carriage had already moved to the side, so it didn't hit him.
Song Qinghuan was sitting in the carriage and was knocked over and eaten by a dog. A piece of skin was rubbed off on her mouth, and her mouth smelled of rust.
After finally holding on to the car window to steady myself, I heard a man's voice shouting from outside: "Hurry up and jump out of the car, otherwise you will end up in a dead end."
"Hop, hop, hop, where to jump..." Song Qinghuan's voice was panicked. He had no time to think about the voice of the person outside and where Liu Ping, who was driving the car, had gone.
The mountain road is steep and there are cliffs on both sides. In the heavy rain, the man cut off the horse rope tying the cart with one knife and kicked the door open. He wanted to pull Song Qinghuan, but instead he was pulled back by her.
Hug me full.
The carriage hit the ground and lost its balance. Before Song Qinghuan could react, he slammed into his arms. The two lost their chance and were thrown out of the carriage. It broke a dead tree and fell into the cliff.
