The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

"How can this song bear the word 'happy'?"

I asked in doubt.

Mr. Pei's gaze shifted, and he landed on the empty stone slab under the moonlight, with platycodon flowers growing in clusters along the path, and the shadows of flowers and moon shadows intertwined.

As if going back in time, he brought the wine glass to his mouth, and replied, "Maybe, every time I think of him, I always feel happy."

My heart suddenly tugged, who is this she?

"In life, most people are not satisfied. Even the last meager efforts are made with the help of others... The ancients said that if a man doesn't sweep a house, why sweep the world? If you can't help one person get out of the sea of ​​suffering early , how can we help the world?"

He uttered the truth rarely, blocking all my thoughts back.

Although I didn't understand, I knew that he was terribly drunk, so I grabbed the glass with one hand, "My lord, don't drink..."

He was lying in my arms, unconscious. I was dazed for a while, and with all my strength, I half-dragged and half-dragged him into the bedroom.

Outside his bedroom is the pavilion where he often paints. I saw that the painting utensils on the stone table had not been put away, so I walked over.

Taking a closer look, the unfinished picture scroll on the table, a beautiful woman in red is standing on the ground, dancing in the picture.

His appearance was a bit better than that of the Taoist in red, and his mortal aura was also a bit more, but his expression and demeanor were even less like a mortal.

I never thought that there are men in the world who dance so beautifully.

I was a little flustered, rolled up the paintings, and suddenly thought that there were many completed scrolls in Mr. Pei's study. While sending the painting tools to the study, I searched for them, and most of them were this beautiful man in a crimson robe.

Sometimes he is painted sitting leaning against a railing, and sometimes he is painted to accompany the Holy One...

Although I grew up in Huaixiang Pavilion since I was a child, I am somewhat familiar with the big figures in the dynasty, and I immediately felt cold. Could it be that the person in this painting is Chu Pavilion?

The national teacher naturally has an enviable good-looking in the rumors, but he is not young... What's more, the man dances, the emperor is close to the minister, who else is there besides the shaman Chuge?

I hugged the pile of paintings and fell to the ground, not daring to think about it any more.

Although Chu Ge's reputation in the previous dynasty was not good, it was not to the point where the ministers scolded treacherous officials in this dynasty.It was rumored that he was not an eunuch, but the male favorite of the former emperor and the present emperor and his son... Not long after the new emperor came to the throne, he ignored the chatter of the neighbors and took him into the harem.

Although such a person is powerful and powerful, and his brilliance moves the world, no gentleman can avoid it.Unexpectedly, Master Pei...

In this way, it is not difficult to guess the reason why he left the capital and asked himself to be relegated.

That night, I tossed and turned, I didn't want to think about the relationship between Mr. Pei and Chuge, my heart was sore, it was hard to resolve, and I couldn't stop crying. When I woke up in the morning, I found that the side of my pillow was wet.

About half a month after he came back in his old age, Mr. Pei asked the two of us to accompany him back to his hometown to visit the old lady's grave.

His hometown is in the countryside of Jingyang, not too far from Jianghua.

On the way, he told the old man a lot about his past.

It turned out that Mr. Pei not only came from a poor family, but also lost his father and brother since he was young. The old lady brought him up, and he also had a nephew who was the same age as him.

As soon as he mentioned Mrs. Pei, he bowed his head and said sadly: "If I win the exam as soon as possible, my mother will not die early."

I comforted him for a while, and asked curiously, "Is your nephew in Jingyang now?"

"Pei Yuan, he became a monk when he was seven years old."

When Mr. Pei answered me, his expression was calm, as if he was saying, "Eat eggplant tomorrow."

"I haven't seen Pei Yuan for a long time."

The three of us were standing together in front of the old lady's tomb, burning paper money, and I watched Mr. Pei sprinkle an altar of good daughter's red on the ground.

He knelt in front of the tombstone for a long time.

The old man and I went back to Pei's ancestral house for a night stay.

In the middle of the night, I was fast asleep when a loud noise woke me up. I opened my sleepy eyes and walked to the side, only to see Mr. Pei pushing open the courtyard door, throwing the lantern in his hand casually, Passed out drunk in the yard, lying faceless.

I hurriedly woke up the old man to make hangover soup, and fetched a basin of hot water for him to scrub the dust off his face.

He kept talking nonsense, sometimes shouting "Pei Yuan", sometimes muttering "Chu Ge", and threw me away, causing me to fall to the ground, with my arms turning blue and purple.

The old man spread his hands to me across half of the yard—the ancestral house was shabby and could not cook hangover soup.

I looked at Mr. Pei's flushed face, and I didn't know where the courage came from. I picked up a bucket of well water and poured it on his body and face.

"Are you awake!"

Master Pei trembled for a while, regained his composure, opened his drunken eyes, looked at me for a long time, and then smiled again: "Lianyi, do you want to know your own life experience?"

I don't know why he suddenly mentioned this, but nodded slowly.

He collapsed to the ground, with an exaggerated smile, and his desperate voice seemed to swirl, trying to bring everyone into his sorrow.

"I found out a long time ago, but I didn't tell you... Do you think you were sold by your parents for money? No, that's not your parents at all. Your biological father is Nie Haili, the former governor of Guanhe Mansion Wei, you were impeached and dismissed from office for not being strict with your government. Afterwards, you spent a lot of time drinking and drinking. Give it to brother and sister-in-law, and then..."

"do not talk!"

I covered my ears and shouted hysterically.

"Don't you want to hide it from me? Why don't you hide it for the rest of your life?"

I questioned him, his eyes were red and bloodshot.

"I also want to ask them, why don't you hide it from me for the rest of your life..."

He murmured to Yue, tears flowed down his unconscious face and covered his chest.

I eased my feeling of knowing my background, "Them? My lord, who did you see?"

Master Pei closed his eyes again, opened them soon after, stood up, patted my shoulder, his voice was slightly hoarse.

"sorry."

I finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground, covering my face and crying bitterly.

Mr. Pei solemnly promised: "Lianyi, if you don't mind, just call me brother. As long as I, Pei Ning, live, I will not teach you to be insulted by others, and I will protect you for the rest of your life."

brother?

I looked at him bitterly, and blurted out:

"What about Chuge?"

He was taken aback, squatted down, stroked my head, and explained softly: "You are different...

I can't teach him to avoid love in this life, but at least I can protect you until the white head. "

I must admit that Mr. Pei is really smart. He never gave us any chance to be embarrassed, and he dealt with the most difficult part from the very beginning.I really don't need to say what I never said.

Soon, the three of us returned to Jianghua Pei Mansion.

The emperor of this dynasty was suspicious of his ministers and sent several waves of envoys to the southeast, killing many officials along the way. Jianghua, as an important city in the south, is no exception.

Mr. Pei no longer has the time to personally arrest fugitives. He and his subordinates sort out accounts in the government office every day and pursue tax arrears. In just a few months, he seems to be ten years older.

He himself seems to be really old, no longer painting and playing the piano alone, and his actions are much smoother.Those rumors about strange Taoist priests were gradually forgotten by people.

The imperial court seems to have forgotten him, the most talented scholar in the previous dynasty. For decades, he has stayed in Jianghua, working hard on trivial matters in the city and making things difficult for the rich and powerful.

He also really kept his promise, protecting me in Chang'an all his life, treating me like his own sister, and never married.

I expected him early on. According to his level of hard work, it is not difficult to imagine his early death.

But sitting in front of his sick bed, I am over fifty years old, and I still can't hold back my tears.

He was very ill, his eyes were hollow, and his voice was intermittent, he asked me and my old age some things:

"I... I have a house in Changle Town, you can move there... Move there... The title deed is under my pillow..."

"I won't leave!" I burst into tears, "I've lived here for decades, why do you drive me away?"

Out of breath, he stretched out his hand and touched my head as before, "Ripple... Be good..."

"And... after I die, I don't need to be buried in a big way, just throw it into the fire, take the... the remaining ashes... just scatter the ashes in front of the tomb of the abandoned emperor ..."

More than ten years ago, Chuge committed suicide in the imperial mausoleum.

I held his hand with tears in my eyes, "Ripple remembers..."

"If you see Pei Yuan... yes, my nephew... tell him... tell him, I never blame him... blame me and Xuanjimen , the fate with Xuanjimen is not deep...so I am prejudiced against Chuge...so I can't do anything..."

The old man and I cried together, and some couldn't understand what he was saying.

"I used to think that Dishen was weird..." He showed a pale smile and turned his head to one side, "Now... I really regret that I can't follow him like him, disregarding reincarnation... "..."

"Light the incense... Dishen will help you with anything..." He pointed to the vermilion bamboo tube on the desk with trembling fingers.

"grown ups!"

About two hours later, he left me forever.

I took away the incense stick, and there was only one incense in it. When I picked up the incense and lit it, another one appeared, which was inexhaustible.

I knelt in front of Mr. Pei's spirit card, my eyes a little numb from crying.

The Taoist priest in the scarlet Taoist robe in my memory arrived as scheduled. This time, I finally saw his face clearly.

He didn't bring a whisk, but a white jade cigarette stick.

Di Shen took a look at Lord Pei's spirit tablet, and brought the cigarette stick close to his mouth, "How long has he been dead?"

"Seven days."

"Life and death are a matter of life."

"When you rescued Lianyi from the gate of hell, didn't you defy the destiny?"

I suddenly turned to look at him.

"Why can't you save the adults?"

"How many people dare to take care of his life?"

Di Shen tapped the spirit card lightly with the cigarette stick, "You still have decades of life in the book of life and death, so mourn and change."

I asked him a few things Mr. Pei was still thinking about before he died.

"Pei Yuan..."

Di Shen: "That kid inadvertently robbed him of the opportunity to enter the immortal sect, so he went to cultivate immortality."

"What Xuanji Gate is that?"

"Correct."

"Who is Chuge...his love..."

Di Shen looked cold, "He, count me as the product of an idle enemy and a relatively unlucky subordinate."

I half understood, and asked in a pleading voice: "Can I still see Master Pei..."

He glanced down at me and replied, "Who knows? I'm not in command."

I still have a lot of things I want to ask him, but he just dropped the incense tube and disappeared in place.Really, come without a shadow, go without a trace.

After a year of mourning for Mr. Pei, I set off for the imperial capital and spent a lot of effort to scatter his ashes as he said.

Relying on Mr. Pei's correspondence with the National Teacher before his death, I found him, and this centenarian old man with white hair and childlike face received me personally.

"I know why you're here, come with me."

Use the intentional prayers of the living and your own life in exchange for the realization of wishes.

The national teacher asked: "Have you really thought about it?"

"You already knew that, didn't you?"

I answered.

He stopped asking questions and started the ceremony directly.

I knelt in the center of the magic circle, silently chanting my wish:

"Heaven, please tell me about the reincarnation of Pei Ning, Pei Engong, who has a celestial fate, regardless of the result, please give him a chance, the mortal girl Lianyi, willing to use the remaining 20 years of life in exchange."

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The Ripple part is over.The remaining things about her ghost transformation after death may have to be explained to everyone after Di Shen's official appearance.