It snowed during the temple fair that winter, and Chen Danzhu met a drunkard lying in the snow on the mountain.
Chen Danzhu thought he was freezing to death and rushed to treat him. He kept muttering in a daze, "Master Zhou, Master Zhou is so miserable."
Chen Danzhu smelled the smell of alcohol and looked at the unshaven man. He just thought he was a beggar and an idle man. The idle man's blood boiled when he saw the scene of the king and his close confidant. He rubbed the snow on his hands and face vigorously and responded randomly at the same time.
Yes, he comforted him again: "Don't be sad. Your Majesty has avenged Lord Zhou. King Zhou and King Wu were all killed."
The idle man laughed, laughed and cried again: "Revenge cannot be avenged, it cannot be avenged. The enemy is the one who takes revenge. The enemy is not the princes and kings, but the emperor -"
Chen Danzhu shook and rubbed snow on the man's nose and mouth. The man fainted from the excitement. At this time, there were footsteps coming down the mountain. She hurriedly hid behind the rocks and saw a group of servants dressed in rich clothes.
Come running——
"The Marquis is here!" the people shouted, "I found it, hurry up, hurry up, the Marquis is here."
A group of people came around and carried the drunken man down. Chen Danzhu, who was behind the rocks, was surprised that this beggar-like idle man was actually a marquis?
After getting rid of the princes and kings, the emperor seemed to have a shadow in his heart towards the princes. The princes were slow to grant the title of king, and few were granted the title of marquis. In the past ten years, there was only one Guannei Hou in the capital - Zhou Qing's son, known as Little Zhou Hou.
Chen Danzhu was shocked behind the rocks. Could this idle man be Zhou Qing's son?
Thinking again of what he just said, the assassin who killed Zhou Qing was the emperor's man——
Chen Danzhu thought at that time that she might die soon. If she heard such words, that idle man, Xiao Zhouhou, would definitely come to silence her.
She was worried, but excited at the same time. If the young Marquis of Zhou came to silence him, could he be allowed to fight with Li Liang's people? If he misunderstood that Li Liang also knew about this, wouldn't this mean that Li Liang would also be silenced?
She tried to think of a way to do this day and night, but no one came to kill her. After a while, she carefully inquired and heard that Xiao Zhouhou was dead. It was snowing and drinking, and he caught the wind and cold. After returning home, he couldn't get sick.
In the end, he died——
Chen Danzhu was a little uneasy. She shouldn't have hit his mouth and nose with snow. If she could have saved him more, she rubbed his mouth and nose with her front hand, and his servants came with her back foot. They had already saved a lot of people.
It's timely.
So Lord Zhou didn’t have a chance to say anything this time, or he didn’t even know that she heard what he said, right?
This incident passed silently. Chen Danzhu thought about it occasionally and felt that Zhou Qing's death might really have been done by the emperor. Who would benefit more from Zhou Qing's death?
The princes and kings attacked Zhou Qing because of the Chengen Order, but the Chengen Order was implemented by the emperor. If the emperor did not withdraw it, Zhou Qing, the proposer, would be useless even if he died.
But if Zhou Qing is assassinated, the emperor will have reason to use troops against the princes and kings——
"Second Miss, Second Miss." Ah Tian called, shaking her gently with her hand.
Chen Danzhu came back to his senses and felt his body shivering like in winter.
"What's wrong with Miss Second?" A Tian asked uneasily, "Is there anything wrong?"
Nothing wrong, no. Knowing this, I can have a clear understanding of the emperor. Chen Danzhu smiled at A Tian: "No, I'm fine. I solved a big thing. I don't have to worry about it in the future."
Ah Tian breathed a sigh of relief and suggested: "When we are so happy, we should have a good meal at night."
Chen Danzhu smiled and said: "Drink some more wine."
"That's right." Ah Tian's eyebrows were beaming, "Miss Baihuajiu from Zuifeng Tower said it was delicious last time. Let's go by Zuifeng Tower and buy a bottle."
Chen Danzhu smiled and nodded and said hello. She couldn't remember whether the wine she drank ten years ago was good or not, so let's try it again now.
Ah Tian happily opened the car curtain: "Bamboo forest."
Zhu Lin turned around slightly and saw A Tian's sweet smile.
She said: "Go through Zui Feng Tower and buy a pot - no, two pots of Baihua Wine."
Zhu Lin's hand holding the riding crop couldn't help but press it on the money bag in his waist - next month's salary, can the general pay it in advance?
Chen Danzhu returned to Peach Blossom Temple, drank a pot of wine, ate a table of food, and fell asleep in the summer night.
That night Chen Danzhu had a dream.
After returning to the age of fifteen, she never had a dream even when she was sick and sleeping. Perhaps it was because the nightmare was right in front of her and she no longer had the energy to dream.
Now those crises are slowly being resolved, or maybe because Chen Danzhu thought about what happened in that life today, Chen Danzhu dreamed about that life.
Peach Blossom Mountain was covered with heavy snow. She had never seen such heavy snow before - Wudu would not have such heavy snow, so it was obvious that this was a dream, and she knew in her dream that she was dreaming.
She walked on the mountain with an umbrella. This was her habit to keep fit. After witnessing the death of her family, she became seriously ill and almost died. It took her a year to recover. She could not die. She had not taken revenge yet. She must take good care of herself.
Because of her physical condition, she couldn't ride horses, shoot arrows and practice martial arts in the mountains, so she climbed the mountains every day, going up and down several times, even if it was windy or raining.
The whole mountain seemed to be covered with snow. Chen Danzhuru was walking in the clouds, and then saw the idle man lying in the snow——
Chen Danzhu knew in his dream that this was a dream, so instead of running away like that time, he walked over quickly.
The idle man was lying in the snow, holding a wine bottle in his hand and drinking continuously.
Chen Danzhu came towards him and wanted to ask clearly, "Was your father really killed by the emperor?" But no matter how hard he ran, he couldn't get in front of the idle man.
The idle man drank a jug of wine, threw the jug away, got up from the ground, and staggered away.
"Are you the Marquis of Guannei?" Chen Danzhu asked loudly, "Are you Zhou Qing's son?"
He looked back at her, said nothing, and then walked further and further away.
Chen Danzhu could only stand her ground and forget it. In fact, it didn't matter to her whether it was true or not.
Chen Danzhu stood in the snow, and there was a noise in her ears. She turned around and saw a group of people walking by on the road at the foot of the mountain, talking and laughing. This was the daily scenery at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain, with people coming and going like this every day.
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Chen Danzhu held up an umbrella and stared at the bustling world at the foot of the mountain, just like every day in those ten years, until she saw a person in her eyes, that was a young man in his twenties, carrying a bookshelf on his back, and his face was full of dust -
—
Chen Danzhu shouted, threw down the umbrella and ran down the mountain.
"Zhang Yao - Zhang Yao -" she shouted loudly, waving her hands vigorously, tears welling up and blurring her eyes.
The young man's vision became clear in the blur. He stopped when he heard the shouting and looked up the mountain. He saw a handsome and bright face with eyes like stars.
Chen Danzhu still couldn't run over. No matter how much she ran, she could only watch him from a distance. Chen Danzhu was a little desperate, but there were more important things, so she just needed to tell him and let him hear her.
"Zhang Yao, don't go to the capital." She shouted, "Don't go to the Liu family, don't go."
The young scholar didn't know if he heard her, but he smiled at her, turned around and followed his companion, walking towards the capital step by step, getting further and further away——
Chen Danzhu cried loudly and opened his eyes. The sky was bright outside the gauze tent, the copper bells hanging under the eaves of the Taoist temple made a tinkling sound, and the maids and maids moved around gently and talked in small tones——
Chen Danzhu pressed her chest, feeling the violent ups and downs, and the burning pain in her throat——
"Miss." A Tian walked in from the outside, holding a cup of warm tea, "You wake up, moisten your throat."
She lifted the curtain and saw Chen Danzhu's stunned expression - "Miss? What's wrong?"
Chen Danzhu sat up slowly: "It's okay, I just had a dream."
