Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Conscience is not emptied of hatred and bitterness

The girl sobbed intermittently, and the crowd gathered for a while and then dispersed.

A pair of thin coffins cost at least two taels of silver and other expenses, and at least four taels of silver are required to bury the old man.All the people who came to the market were peasant households, and the family neither needed maids nor could they be willing to spend such a sum of money.

The girl's helpless cries were heard far away, and although the people behind stopped a little, most of them left in a hurry.

Although the weather in March is still a bit chilly, the people on the cart have already given off a bad smell.In this bustling crowd, the girl just knelt there helplessly, and even the crying was diluted a lot by the yelling one after another.

Qi Yanli was pushed and shoved by passers-by from time to time, the pain in his heart was unbearable.She glanced at the girl again and turned to leave.

Back in the small courtyard, Qi Yan cut paper and ink, grabbed an article in his mind and wrote it with a pen. The words were sharp and sharp, revealing a depressive tyranny. It was not until three full pages were written that they returned to their usual gentle and mellow handwriting.

Qi Yan put down the brush and exhaled the turbid air in his chest, looking at the manuscripts written by two different people on the desk, he was a little annoyed: it's just that he lost control like this when he saw the son of the enemy, it's not right.

She sighed again, picked up the manuscript and threw it into the stove in the main room, then returned to the room and lay down on the bed.

The weather in Yunzhou in March changed as it was said. It was still sunny and sunny during the day, but it rained heavily in the evening.Qi Yan who was lying on the bed suddenly sat up and covered his ears as a bolt of lightning pierced the sky.

"Boom!"

Menlei seemed to explode the sky, Qi Yan shrank to the corner of the bed with a pale face.A pungent animal smell wafted out of nowhere in the tidy room, Qi Yan lay down beside the bed in pain and retched.

Qiyan Agula, the prince of the grassland, is not afraid of thunder. Wind, fire, thunder and lightning are all bestowed by the gods.But Qi Yan, a 'Wei people', is terrified of thunder and lightning to the bone.

During Qi Yan's five years as a teacher, the masked man would come to her house every thunderstorm, taking advantage of the thunder and sternly questioning her: What did you see when you went back to the grassland again?The black mask flickered under the lightning, and the hoarse and unpleasant voice stabbed Qi Yan's chest like a sharp knife.

I don't know how many times it rained during this period, the thunderstorm has completely become Qi Yan's living nightmare.Today, if Qi Yan's mood is unstable, he will even have hallucinations when he hears the thunder.

"Where's the king's tent?" Qi Yan's eyes flashed the scene of five years ago, countless animals trampled on the thick dung, the smell of animals in the air was strong but she couldn't find the familiar Wang's tent, her home .

Qi Yan shook her head in pain, stumbled and rushed out.Big raindrops hit her face heavily, dispelling her hallucinations.

Tired from running aimlessly, she lay face up on the muddy ground, letting the mud stain half of her body and flow into her ears.

She respects, fears, and hates the masked man... The masked man often falls into madness but never makes things difficult for Ding You, and only picks on Qi Yan.

In fact, in the past one or two years, Qi Yan has hardly lost her composure, even if she sees hallucinations, she can restrain herself.It's just that seeing the son of the enemy disturbed her state of mind today, plus another thing that she suppressed and didn't face.

Qi Yan got up and walked towards the city with stumbling steps.The market had already dispersed due to the heavy rain, and she saw the girl from just now at a glance: she was struggling forward with the reins of the cart wrapped around her body.Qi Yan let out a sigh of relief, and an unknown corner of her heart relaxed a lot.She walked up quickly and called out, "Girl."

The girl stopped and raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and there was a young man in a mess standing in front of her.Judging by his stature, he should be sixteen or seventeen years old, but his childish facial features don't look like that.

Seeing that the girl was silent, Qi Yan took the initiative to say: "I rented a small courtyard in the outskirts of the city. If you can trust me, go back with me to avoid the rain."

Hearing this, the girl's nose turned sour and she replied sadly: "But my father..." She had nowhere to stay for several days because others thought it was unlucky.

"The dead are honored. I don't know how long the rain will last. Will the girl come with me?"

The girl nodded, Qi Yan took the rein and tied it to her body and grabbed the handrail, the girl exclaimed: "Master, you must not do it, let me do it!"

"My pace is faster, girl follow closely."

The girl was already extremely exhausted, hesitated for a while, and then did not refuse. She walked on the side of the cart step by step, wiping her tears from time to time.

Back in the small courtyard, the girl refused to carry the corpse into the house. The two moved the firewood from the shed to the main room and pushed the cart into the shed before returning to the house.

The girl thanked her and folded her arms and shrank aside. She was dressed thinly and was soaked by the rain. Being alone in a room with a man and a widow inevitably made her uneasy.

Qi Yan understood, went into the room and took a piece of clean clothes and handed them to the girl: "There is ready-made hot water in the pot, and the bathtub is behind the screen, just wash up so you don't catch a cold. I'll go clean up the West Room first, how are you?" Call me."

Qi Yan returned to the main room half an hour later, her clothes were slightly loose on the young girl's body.

"Young Master." The girl put the hot cleaning cloth on both hands, Qi Yan thanked her and took it to wipe off the muddy water on her face.

The girl quietly raised her head for a glance, then quickly lowered her head.

"May I ask you, how much does it cost to bury your father?"

The girl suddenly raised her head and looked at Qi Yan in disbelief, and knelt on the ground with a "plop", Qi Yan finally helped him up and patiently waited for him to stop crying, repeating.

The girl sobbed and replied: "All you need is a thin coffin, some paper money, and a plate of dry food. If you are merciful, I will reward you with a hardwood board as a monument."

"How many taels of silver are you talking about?"

"Twenty-two is enough, but the women from the slave family can't handle it, and they need to hire a few strong men to help dig the soil and carry the coffin. It is estimated that it will cost three... two hundred copper coins."

The girl wanted to kneel down again after she finished speaking, but Qi Yan was prepared to support her: "Young lady, don't do this."

"Young master, the slave family is willing to serve the son as a slave and maidservant for life. The slave family has been an innocent farmer for generations! After the father is buried, the slave family will go to the government with the son to sign the paper."

Qi Yan turned around and went into the house, opened the cage, took out the money bag and poured it out, and found that there was only one or two more.She took out all the things in the cage, touched the hidden lock and opened it, lifted the bottom plate, and the hidden compartment was covered with a layer of white broken silver.Before leaving, the masked man gave Qi Yan 50 taels of silver and two copper coins for the examination and travel expenses.

Qi Yan took out two pieces and weighed them in his hands, there were at least four taels, then covered the dark board to restore the things and walked out.

She handed the purse to the girl: "There should be five taels here, so you take it well. When the rain stops tomorrow, go to a paper-making shop in the city and find the boss to negotiate a price and entrust him with full authority to handle it. Keep the rest close to you for return." You are living in the Westinghouse today, and I have already taken out the bedding."

"Son..."

Qi Yan snapped and said: "I don't like to be served and I don't need girls to be slaves. There is an umbrella by the door, so don't give it away."

Seeing the girl standing still and not leaving, Qi Yan frowned and said coldly: "I'm tired, girl let's go."

The girl really didn't understand why the mood of this kind-hearted young man changed so quickly, Qi Yan's cold expression of disgust forced her to back away from her full of doubts, she turned around and left with the money bag in her hand, she even forgot the umbrella, and walked in against the rain. Westinghouse.

Qi Yan dropped the latch and re-boiled the water, leaned against the edge of the barrel, closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, silently said to herself: This is the last time she has pity for the people of the Wei country, Quan Dang... Quan Dang returned the Wei country for his wife kindness.

Qi Yan felt better after she figured it out, she looked down at the lifelike head of a wolf king tattooed on her flat chest.I don't know why the master agreed to her request to keep a little mark...

The rising heat fogged the amber eyes, and the swaying water distorted the wolf king's expression.Inside that chest was a heart that was entwined and pierced by vines of hatred, dripping blood and beating.

The next day.

The girl got up at dawn to prepare breakfast for Qi Yan, but when she walked to the east room, she found that the door was locked.Recalling the other party's cold gaze last night, the girl quietly left the small courtyard, found a paper-making shop in Yunzhou City, negotiated the price with the shopkeeper according to what Qi Yan said, and took four assistants to carry a pair of thin coffins to enshrine her father.The shopkeeper also heard about the sale of her body to bury her father in the market yesterday, and she was very sympathetic. Seeing the girl was lonely and helpless, she asked the staff to help pull up the banner.

The girl came to Qi Yan's door again, and the door was still locked. She gave a wry smile and knelt at the door: "Young master's great ennu family will never be forgotten. In the next life, I would like to serve you by your side as a cow or a horse."

The girl waited for a while and saw that Qi Yan had nothing to say, she bowed three times and walked away without turning around.Until the small courtyard completely disappeared from her sight, she still couldn't believe that such a kind and ungrateful person would let her meet, maybe it was God's blessing?Or is it that the gods heard their plea and came to help?

She couldn't help but think about Qi Yan's appearance, but it was a pity that the room was dark and he was covered in mud last night, so she didn't see it clearly, only those amber eyes were deeply engraved in her heart.

On April [-]rd, the gate of the Tong Sheng Yuan opened.

The scale of this year's Tongsheng Examination is unprecedented, because the emperor, who has always advocated frugality, made an exception to build a mansion with the same specifications as the prince for Nangong Jingnv, who was only ten years old, and gave him the title: Zhenzhen.

Many people are speculating whether the emperor will open Enke, so many students who have not yet obtained the status of children are in time for this year.

Why is this Princess Zhenzhen so favored?Even ordinary people know a thing or two about the reason.

At that time, the emperor Nangong Rang had nine sons and three daughters, and this Nangong Jingnv was the only direct bloodline, so her status was naturally very noble.

When Nangong Rang was still the prime minister, he had a deep relationship with his wife Ma and his wife, and after many years of marriage, they had a daughter, Princess Zhenzhen.

It is a pity that Ma's daughter passed away due to illness soon after giving birth. Nangong ordered Dajiu to pay homage to the deceased wife one day, and then restructured and rebuilt the former East Palace and renamed it "Weiyang Palace" and gave it to Nangong Jingnv to live in.

It has been nearly ten years since Empress Ma passed away, and Nan Gongrang's post has been vacant. It is heard that a noble concubine will be in charge of the harem affairs, and it seems that she has no plans to become a posthumous queen.

Nangong Jingnv also has two concubine elder sisters, called respectively: Su Nu and Shu Nu, both of them have passed the age of Jiji but have not been granted titles, let alone Lifu.Even the common people said: If this princess Zhenzhen is a man, she must be the best candidate for the crown prince.