Tang riddles

The author has something to say: love is like a torch facing the wind, blazing and mourning.All flavors are in it. ——The BGM of this chapter recommends Yinlin's "A Dream of Not Getting Old"

Also, Niangqin is not a frowning mother, so don't guess.That sentence has many layers of meaning, and I will know it later.

It was night, and Li Jinyue was wandering in the veranda of the Princess Mansion, and a few steps forward was the courtyard where Yang Yuhuan was currently living, but she couldn't set foot there.Countless times I mustered up the courage to take a step towards that place, but stopped within three steps, and finally could only sigh and turn back.

She still remembered the way Xu Jie looked at her before coming here from her study.It was a stern and compassionate look, she had never seen such emotion in Xu Jie's eyes.She urged herself to finish this thing, but at the same time, she felt extremely sympathetic to herself who had to do this thing.Li Jinyue felt her heart was as heavy as a mountain, and she couldn't breathe.She never knew that she would be so weak, so weak that it would be so difficult to face a girl younger than her.

Why does she always have to make such a choice, between the person she cares about and the throne, she looks up at the dark sky, the bleak crescent moon, her brows are furrowed.God, tell me, is it your guidance that I do this?Is it necessary to pay such a price to reach the sky step by step?You are unkind and treat everything as a dog, but I must not be unrighteous, I cannot do it.

She understood that it wasn't that she couldn't face Yang Yuhuan, it was that she couldn't face herself who used Yang Yuhuan.

In the end, she took a step forward and pushed open the gate of the courtyard where Yang Yuhuan lived.Immediately, she heard the familiar sound of pipa.She walked up the steps slowly, approached the slightly opened window, and saw Yang Yuhuan in a lavender skirt, sitting on the small couch, plucking the strings of the pipa attentively.The familiar fragrance slowly overflowed from the window, rubbing together with the sound of the music, wrapping Li Jinyue inch by inch.

Li Jinyue suddenly felt that this scene seemed a little familiar. Back then, she also stood outside the window and peeked into her room, and what she saw was her lavender gauze dress, her beautiful body looming, and her dancing posture.At that time, what she felt was shame and anger, and she felt sad for a ten-year-old girl who tried so hard to seduce her. All she wanted was to educate her and lead her on the right track.Time flies, five years have passed, and she has grown up and calmed down. Instead of dancing, she is playing her beloved pipa, and her clothes are well-dressed.

She has grown up... She has grown up... Li Jinyue slowly clenched her hands behind her back.

She finally looked away, walked to the door, did not knock on the door, but gently opened the door and walked in.

The sound of the pipa stopped abruptly, and the girl looked up at her in surprise.She should have been surprised, because Li Jinyue hadn't been to her room alone for nearly four years.She hardly gives her the opportunity to be alone with herself, and every time she meets, there are outsiders present.

But tonight, she came to look for her alone, what the girl felt was not joy, but fear.She is sensitively aware that she has an important decision to tell herself.

She pursed her lips tightly, put down her pipa, stood up from the couch, and bowed to Li Jinyue.

Li Jinyue cleared her throat, and said with difficulty:

"Yuhuan, sit down. I'll just... come and see you..."

Yang Yuhuan didn't know what to say, she just nodded, leaned over and sat down carefully as she said.Li Jinyue sat down three palms away from her, clenched her hands on her knees, stared straight ahead for a long while without making a sound, not knowing what to say next.

Yang Yuhuan waited quietly for a moment, seeing that Li Jinyue was still silent, she suddenly lowered her head and smiled, saying:

"Princess, Mr. Yujie taught me a new poem today, it's Wang Mojie's poem, it's about Xi Shi, a famous beauty in the land of Wuyue.

The world is full of gorgeous colors, but Xi Shining is long-lasting?

In the morning, she was the daughter of Yuexi, and in the evening, she was the concubine of Wu Gong.

There are so many cheap days, but when you come to be expensive, you will realize that it is rare.

Invite people to Fu Zhifen, but don't wear Luo Yi.

Your favor is more coquettish, and your pity has no right or wrong.

At that time, Huansha was with me, so I had no choice but to return in the same car.

Thank you neighbor's son, imitate An Kexi? "

Listening to her reciting this poem, Li Jinyue couldn't help but feel her heart tremble. This poem uses the chanting of Xi Shi to describe the cruelty of the world.In the early days, she was the girl who washed the yarn by the Yuexi River, and in the evening, she became the concubine of the Wu Palace.No one cares about the poor and the humble, and the rich and noble are rare from then on.How impermanent life is.And after flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix, the attitude of the people around her towards Xi Shi also changed greatly, and the person who was following the trend wrote it with just a few strokes.In the end, he mocked Dong Shi for imitating her. Countless people want to be like Xi Shi, but they don't know their own ugly appearance.

"However, Mr. Yujie has a different interpretation." Yang Yuhuan said, "She said that people don't even know that Xishi married Fuchai, the king of Wu, for the great plan of restoring the country. Her beauty and luck belonged to the The key to people's interpretation of her. But how many people at that time knew what the world in her heart was like? She had a family and a country in her heart, a mind that men may not necessarily have, and a lofty spirit of sacrificing the small self and realizing the big self. She is able to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and she is a wonderful woman who should be admired by all the people in the world."

Yujie... why did you tell her these things... Li Jinyue closed her eyes, her jaw trembling slightly.

Yang Yuhuan smiled and remained silent for a moment, then said: "So, princess, if I am Xi Shi, you should be the king of Yue, and I am willing to help you realize your hegemony."

The tip of Li Jinyue's nose felt sour, and tears already filled her eyes.She leaned slightly, raised her palms and buried her head in them, and sighed deeply.Yang Yuhuan looked at her sideways, with an indescribable tenderness in her eyes, as if smiling indifferently.

Li Jinyue put down her palms and said, "Shouwang, I miss you and want to see you. It was recommended by your uncle. Would you like to see him?"

"Yuhuan is willing." She replied softly.

"I see, I'm afraid the marriage will be settled. Are you willing to marry him?"

"Yuhuan is willing." She replied again without any hesitation.

"Why are you willing...Why are you willing..." Li Jinyue said softly.

Yang Yuhuan, who was still laughing just now, seemed to be hit in the softest part of her heart suddenly, and the tears she held back fell down.

"You haven't seen him before, you don't know what he looks like, his talents, whether he will treat you well, let alone whether he really loves you, why are you willing to marry him?" Li Jinyue said.

"However, for some people, I know her looks and talent, and I know that she will treat me well. I love her and respect her in my heart, but I can't marry her." She said with a sob.

Li Jinyue was silent.

"The only thing I don't know is whether she loves me or not. What do you say, princess?" After a while, Yang Yuhuan asked quietly.

"So what if I know..." Li Jinyue stood up.

"If she loves me, then I will be willing to do whatever she asks me to do." Yang Yuhuan raised her red and swollen eyes and said, staring at Li Jinyue's back.

"If she didn't love you, wouldn't you have done all this?" Li Jinyue asked back.

"It's not something I can choose, but I'm bound to be unwilling." Yang Yuhuan replied.

Li Jinyue suddenly turned her head to look at Yang Yuhuan, and next to the wry smile at the corner of her mouth were two lines of clear tears:

"What have I taught you all these years, you are not as good as that little Yuhuan back then, knowing that you have to fight for it by any means. Maybe if you don't follow me all these years, you won't have the torture you have now."

"Are you talking about me, or yourself?" Yang Yuhuan asked her.

"I'd rather just be myself."

The two fell into silence again, this time it was extraordinarily long, and neither of them spoke again.

"I'll arrange for you to meet him as soon as possible." In the end, Li Jinyue left this sentence behind, turned around and strode towards the door.

"Are you willing?" Yang Yuhuan suddenly asked loudly.

Li Jinyue stopped in her tracks without turning her head: "So what if I am willing or not?"

"Answer me! Willing or not!"

"I don't want to! Do you think I want to?" Li Jinyue was angry, and when she turned around, she couldn't prevent the girl from bumping into her arms.

Li Jinyue gasped, then held her breath immediately, her whole body was stiff and unable to move.The scent of the girl's body rushed into her nostrils strongly, her soft body was tightly attached to her body, her arms kept tightening, her hands were pulling the clothes on her back, the hair on the top of her hair was scratching her chin, she raised her hand Hands almost lost their minds.She has never felt so strongly for a moment that she has really grown up.

The most terrible thing is that the girl is controlled by a strong emotion right now, completely losing her mind.She started to kiss Li Jinyue's neck, licked her ears, and tiptoed, wanting to kiss Li Jinyue's lips.Li Jinyue could kiss her lips just by bowing her head, but she didn't dare at all. Not only did she dare not bow her head, she even dared not reach out to hug her.It took all the strength of self-control to control myself to stand still in place.

The girl couldn't get it for a long time, and finally she fell down slowly, nestled on her chest, and cried out loud.Li Jinyue looked up at the roof beams above her head, tears rolled down her jaw, and silently fell on the girl's shoulders.

"I don't want to, so what if I don't want to..." The girl's voice was intermittent, her fingers were embedded in Li Jinyue's flesh.

Do you regard me as your younger sister, or as your beloved.You don't want me to marry, what is the reason? Why don't you make it clear?

"If you can say that you don't want to, I'll turn this world upside down for you. But why do you say you are willing, why do you say you are willing." Li Jinyue said softly.

So is it my fault?What position do I have to say I don't want to.What do you want me to do?You don't love me, but you want me not to marry someone else, what should I do in this life?Right next to you, unclear, unclear, who am I to you?If you want to use me, I beg you to use it thoroughly, can you?I'm tired of your ambiguous attitude.

You want the Ninety-Five Supreme position, good!I help you!It is my gratitude that you took that seat.From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!

Angrily, the girl pushed her out of the door, then slammed the door shut and tied it.The tears and heart-wrenching expression on the girl's last face fell into Li Jinyue's eyes. She began to knock on the door, once, twice, but the third time failed to fall, because the girl's voice pierced her heart through the door:

"You go! I never want to see you again."

I wait for you to say you love me, and you wait for me to say you don't want to. We waited and waited like this, and finally we waited for a farewell.

Li Jinyue lowered her hands tremblingly, but suddenly found that a veil had been stuffed into her skirt at some point. She slowly unfolded the veil, and saw an unnamed poem embroidered on it:

You were born before me, and I am old when I was born.You hate me for being born late, and I hate you for being born early.

Li Jinyue suddenly felt that all her strength was taken away, her knees gave way, and she slumped in front of the door.She didn't know when she left. The only thing she remembered was that before she left, she could hear the suppressed crying inside the door.

……

In Daozhengfang Xiqu, Shen Sui was standing at the gate of Qin Zhen's mansion, and the old housekeeper was apologizing to her endlessly:

"I'm really sorry, Shen Sizhi, my master went to Huashan to visit friends and seek medical treatment in recent days, and is not in Chang'an."

"I see. Is Madam not there?"

"Yes, madam accompanied Lord Lang to Mount Hua."

"Dare to ask, is Chengxi here?"

"Chengxi... ah, you mean that maidservant from Luzhou who owns a restaurant at home." The butler thought for a while, "She quit four years ago, and the restaurant also closed. The father and daughter seem to have left Chang'an , I don’t know where I am now.”

"Thank you." Shen Sui cupped his hands.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The old butler apologized repeatedly.

Shen Sui bid farewell to the old housekeeper, turned eastward across the first curved road, then walked eastward past several shops, and soon stopped at the entrance of a brand new restaurant.The banner of the restaurant at the entrance has been changed, and it is no longer the name of the "Xinyuanchun" restaurant that she saw when she first arrived in Chang'an in winter six years ago.

Shen Sui stood opposite the restaurant, squinting her eyes at the attic of this restaurant. After a long while, she suddenly smiled, turned and left with her hands behind her back.