Carved beam
Chapter 7
【Seven】
"Sir, the students know that time is short," He Lian said, "Only sir, I can't let go of my heart."
Mr. Zhang just stared at him for a long time, then waved his hands and said, "I'm old and I can't walk anymore. Hucheng is the destination I chose for myself earlier. Even if the emperor comes, I won't leave either." , not to mention that the school cannot be without a teacher for a day, I can't leave, and I can't leave."
But He Lian lowered her head and smiled: "Student... I knew that my husband would not agree, so the student just said so."
The old man laughed too, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.The two walked to the courtyard, and the drizzle wet the skirts of their clothes.
"He Lian, you refused to ride in the same carriage with me that day, so we know that my teacher wants to get rid of you," the old gentleman said indifferently, "I have devoted all my energy to serving the late emperor, and I don't even want to make a wedding dress for him." , you were cultivated by me, but when I leave, I still want you to suffer this unreasonable disaster."
He turned around and touched the scar, "But when I thought about it later, why didn't you want to die under my knife, and let others cut off those thoughts with your own hands, so that you could teach yourself to give up. But I don't know, you actually So deep."
He Lian smiled: "Sir, there are eight hardships in life, and students are lucky enough to have tasted them all, so they have no regrets."
The old gentleman nodded, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes: "Love for others always makes people die and come back to life. He Lian, in the next life, just be a prodigal son. Don't be entangled in love. comfortable."
Watching her husband go away, He Lian stood in the courtyard, the drizzle was lingering, and everything in the distance was shrouded in hazy mist, making it hard to see clearly.Mr.'s figure turned into a small dot until he could no longer see it.
He Lian knew that this was farewell.
There are only seven or eight days left in February, and the number of hidden guards around him has increased in the past few days, medicinal materials have been pulled into his room by cart by cart, and the medicinal soup that hangs his life every day has begun to be used again. Money seems to be poured down bowl by bowl.But his body was still visibly weakened.
This day he continued to paint the unfinished beam in the room again, sitting on the high ladder, the hand holding the pen for a long time was a little sore, he just put down his arm, and heard a hidden guard in the corner say: " Your Majesty asked me to bring a message to the young master, the February deadline has come, the young master should pack up his luggage as soon as possible and return to Beijing in time."
He Lian was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, she said: "...Okay, I got it."
The cinnabar plate next to his hand suddenly fell down, and the vermilion paint was as bright as blood, dripping all over the floor.It is very similar to that time, the sky of Fang Zhai.
He Lian tightly grabbed the pen holder, looked away, and saw a pale and thin wrist with a thin red thread tied on it.It was put on by Jing Ye himself when the two were still in love, saying that only two people who love each other can communicate with each other if they wear it, and it has been more than ten years now.His is still there, and I don't know where the man's is.
Now that they are still on their bodies, it can only prove that they once had a deep affection for each other.But it was only once.
That's it.
That's it.
He closed his eyes and stroked the red line on his hand.
Mr. Zhang has been seriously ill in bed since that day, and has never been out of his courtyard. He Lian knew that he must have seen the words he left in the package, so the serious illness is fake, and the heartbreak is probably real.
Not seeing him was naturally expected.
The letter in the package was only two sentences, but it was the lifeline of a dynasty.Everyone in the world knows that the late emperor and the new emperor have a deep brotherhood, but they don't know that the death of the late emperor was just a cover. He hanged himself in Langya Palace that day, and the last edict before his death is now in the bundle left by He Lian.That imperial edict, what was stated was a contract - the former emperor Jingyu, would like to abdicate as King Longan,
I only hope that the mountains and rivers will last forever, and the Haiyan River will be clear.
If King Long'an can't do it, this imperial edict will be announced to the world, so that everyone in the world will know that the late emperor did not die of illness, but died at the hands of King Long'an.So what about winning the throne, only those who win the hearts of the people can win the world.His reputation was no match for Jing Ye's ambition, and he voluntarily abdicated, but that didn't mean he was a coward.This edict is like a knife edge placed on Jing Ye's side, allowing him to be the supreme in the world, but he still has to be cautious.
As for He Lian, ever since he took over this edict, it was doomed not to escape from Jing Ye's side in this life.
On the day he left, the painting on the beam was still unfinished. He wanted to paint too much, but after all, he was unable to do so. Recently, he can no longer see at night, and he has completely lost hearing in his left ear.
But even though it's only half the wall, it's still amazing enough.
He kowtowed three times outside the teacher's courtyard, the master and the apprentice, this can be regarded as a real farewell.Life and death are separated, and there will be no day of seeing each other in this life.
Hucheng is mountainous and rainy, and because of the heavy rain for several months, the official road is muddy and bumpy, and it is hard to walk.In addition to the urgency in the capital, He Lian had better take the small road back to Beijing, but it was inevitable to take a long detour, but compared with taking the official road, the small road was faster.
But who would have thought that in the middle of the night of the second day, it rained heavily, and halfway through the journey, they were buried under the collapsed mud and rocks.
During that year's trip to southern Xinjiang, someone once gave He Lian something called seven breaths, which meant that if he took the poison, he would die within seven breaths.Although it is highly poisonous, there is also a substance that generates and restrains it, which can detoxify the seven breaths of poison, but after the poison is detoxified, the eyes cannot see and the ears cannot hear.
But within three months, if the cinnabar is used as a guide, and it is inhaled into the lungs for three consecutive days, it will really only be alive for seven days.
There are indeed too many things in this world that are worth cherishing, but he is too tired, so tired that he is willing to be a coward to understand this life, and he does not want to go back to the cage made of Zhulanyu.
After all, there is no soul to return.
"Sir, the students know that time is short," He Lian said, "Only sir, I can't let go of my heart."
Mr. Zhang just stared at him for a long time, then waved his hands and said, "I'm old and I can't walk anymore. Hucheng is the destination I chose for myself earlier. Even if the emperor comes, I won't leave either." , not to mention that the school cannot be without a teacher for a day, I can't leave, and I can't leave."
But He Lian lowered her head and smiled: "Student... I knew that my husband would not agree, so the student just said so."
The old man laughed too, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.The two walked to the courtyard, and the drizzle wet the skirts of their clothes.
"He Lian, you refused to ride in the same carriage with me that day, so we know that my teacher wants to get rid of you," the old gentleman said indifferently, "I have devoted all my energy to serving the late emperor, and I don't even want to make a wedding dress for him." , you were cultivated by me, but when I leave, I still want you to suffer this unreasonable disaster."
He turned around and touched the scar, "But when I thought about it later, why didn't you want to die under my knife, and let others cut off those thoughts with your own hands, so that you could teach yourself to give up. But I don't know, you actually So deep."
He Lian smiled: "Sir, there are eight hardships in life, and students are lucky enough to have tasted them all, so they have no regrets."
The old gentleman nodded, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes: "Love for others always makes people die and come back to life. He Lian, in the next life, just be a prodigal son. Don't be entangled in love. comfortable."
Watching her husband go away, He Lian stood in the courtyard, the drizzle was lingering, and everything in the distance was shrouded in hazy mist, making it hard to see clearly.Mr.'s figure turned into a small dot until he could no longer see it.
He Lian knew that this was farewell.
There are only seven or eight days left in February, and the number of hidden guards around him has increased in the past few days, medicinal materials have been pulled into his room by cart by cart, and the medicinal soup that hangs his life every day has begun to be used again. Money seems to be poured down bowl by bowl.But his body was still visibly weakened.
This day he continued to paint the unfinished beam in the room again, sitting on the high ladder, the hand holding the pen for a long time was a little sore, he just put down his arm, and heard a hidden guard in the corner say: " Your Majesty asked me to bring a message to the young master, the February deadline has come, the young master should pack up his luggage as soon as possible and return to Beijing in time."
He Lian was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, she said: "...Okay, I got it."
The cinnabar plate next to his hand suddenly fell down, and the vermilion paint was as bright as blood, dripping all over the floor.It is very similar to that time, the sky of Fang Zhai.
He Lian tightly grabbed the pen holder, looked away, and saw a pale and thin wrist with a thin red thread tied on it.It was put on by Jing Ye himself when the two were still in love, saying that only two people who love each other can communicate with each other if they wear it, and it has been more than ten years now.His is still there, and I don't know where the man's is.
Now that they are still on their bodies, it can only prove that they once had a deep affection for each other.But it was only once.
That's it.
That's it.
He closed his eyes and stroked the red line on his hand.
Mr. Zhang has been seriously ill in bed since that day, and has never been out of his courtyard. He Lian knew that he must have seen the words he left in the package, so the serious illness is fake, and the heartbreak is probably real.
Not seeing him was naturally expected.
The letter in the package was only two sentences, but it was the lifeline of a dynasty.Everyone in the world knows that the late emperor and the new emperor have a deep brotherhood, but they don't know that the death of the late emperor was just a cover. He hanged himself in Langya Palace that day, and the last edict before his death is now in the bundle left by He Lian.That imperial edict, what was stated was a contract - the former emperor Jingyu, would like to abdicate as King Longan,
I only hope that the mountains and rivers will last forever, and the Haiyan River will be clear.
If King Long'an can't do it, this imperial edict will be announced to the world, so that everyone in the world will know that the late emperor did not die of illness, but died at the hands of King Long'an.So what about winning the throne, only those who win the hearts of the people can win the world.His reputation was no match for Jing Ye's ambition, and he voluntarily abdicated, but that didn't mean he was a coward.This edict is like a knife edge placed on Jing Ye's side, allowing him to be the supreme in the world, but he still has to be cautious.
As for He Lian, ever since he took over this edict, it was doomed not to escape from Jing Ye's side in this life.
On the day he left, the painting on the beam was still unfinished. He wanted to paint too much, but after all, he was unable to do so. Recently, he can no longer see at night, and he has completely lost hearing in his left ear.
But even though it's only half the wall, it's still amazing enough.
He kowtowed three times outside the teacher's courtyard, the master and the apprentice, this can be regarded as a real farewell.Life and death are separated, and there will be no day of seeing each other in this life.
Hucheng is mountainous and rainy, and because of the heavy rain for several months, the official road is muddy and bumpy, and it is hard to walk.In addition to the urgency in the capital, He Lian had better take the small road back to Beijing, but it was inevitable to take a long detour, but compared with taking the official road, the small road was faster.
But who would have thought that in the middle of the night of the second day, it rained heavily, and halfway through the journey, they were buried under the collapsed mud and rocks.
During that year's trip to southern Xinjiang, someone once gave He Lian something called seven breaths, which meant that if he took the poison, he would die within seven breaths.Although it is highly poisonous, there is also a substance that generates and restrains it, which can detoxify the seven breaths of poison, but after the poison is detoxified, the eyes cannot see and the ears cannot hear.
But within three months, if the cinnabar is used as a guide, and it is inhaled into the lungs for three consecutive days, it will really only be alive for seven days.
There are indeed too many things in this world that are worth cherishing, but he is too tired, so tired that he is willing to be a coward to understand this life, and he does not want to go back to the cage made of Zhulanyu.
After all, there is no soul to return.
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