Gu Qingci

Spring rain is as expensive as oil.

After many thunderstorms, the rain finally fell, from night to day, and from day to night, continuously for a day or two.

The spring in Rongcheng is not always as rainy as this year. The green grass can't wait to poke out green hairs from the soil, and the catkins that have been drawn out trembled wildly from the raindrops.The people in Huangchenggen have been extremely busy these two days, all farming in the countryside.

It's getting a little dark.A peasant raised his head from the field, sighed and said, "Why is it getting dark so early today?"

He was wearing a huge bamboo hat and a long coir raincoat, and came out of the field with a hoe on his shoulder.Tired after a day of work, I just want to go home and wash my body with hot water.

Passing through a field of rapeseed flowers, the sun is getting darker and darker, and the oldest tree in the village stands in front of it.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, a cold light flashed behind the strong and thick trunk of the old tree, the new leaves trembled, and the next moment his mouth was tightly covered.

"Don't move, if you want to survive, do me a favor." Pressing your throat, a chill spread from your back to the back of your neck.

With a glow on his back, he nodded slightly.

The bamboo hat fell and the leaves shook, recording everything that happened just now.

==

Dongshan.

There is a small hill five hundred miles southeast of Rongcheng, which is adjacent to Qilu County in the west and faces the sea in the east.

The mountain is not high, and it takes half an hour to climb to the top, and with the remaining strength, you can stop and go on the top of the mountain and enjoy the beautiful scenery.There is no second place in the entire territory of Daxing for this half-mountain and half-sea scenery.

Because it is close to the sea, even if the mountain is not high, there will be mist. In the past two days, the peach blossoms on the top of the mountain are all in full bloom, and the petals are scattered, like a fairyland on earth.

There is a manor on the top of Dongshan Mountain, hidden among the forested canyons, far away from the world.

An old man in green robes was boxing under the tallest peach blossom tree in the manor. The air on both sides was fluttering, and the naked eye could see a slight fluctuation, and the peach petals fell faster.

When the falling petals were flying, I could vaguely see a white spot when looking at the sky in the mountains, and the white spot was getting bigger and bigger, until I flew under the peach blossom tree, and I didn't see it was a pure white carrier pigeon.

The old man's last move stopped, the air suddenly stagnated, and the petals that were dancing just now fell weightlessly to the ground.

The old man bent down to pick up the carrier pigeon, and ran down its feathers: "little thing, why are you here now." After a while of comfort, he took out the letter box from its feet.

The letter was slowly unfolded, facing the wind, the flimsy paper trembled a little.

"Hero Yang finished his martial arts training?" The footsteps of the friend from the south approached, the red embroidered shoes were stained with dew on the ground, and the old man crumpled up the letter and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Yes, we can go to have breakfast now." A peaceful smile appeared on his face.

This woman from the south has full eyebrows, her waist-length hair is casually tied with a yellow rope and hangs behind her head, her slender Danfeng triangular eyes noticed the ball of white feathers: "Zhiwa wrote to you so soon? "

The old man's smile disappeared.

"Why, is it a letter written by Siwa?"

The old man put the carrier pigeons on the rack, walked into the small attic, opened his eyes a little and said, "It was written by weaving dolls, something happened to Xiaoli."

There was a freshly prepared breakfast on the table, steaming hot.

"She was framed by traitors, saying that she colluded with the Northern Qiang to treason, and she is now in prison." The old man sat down, his brows slightly frowned.

"Is there such a thing? That's very troublesome." The southern woman bent her fingers and pointed at her bewitching red lips, and then thought of something: "Will Dongshan be implicated?"

"It's only possible if the charges are proven, but how could Xiaoli do such a thing? It's really ridiculous!" The old man's tone was rarely filled with anger, "Sooner or later, she will be innocent, otherwise, I will lose all my money if I put this old bone together." I'm going to the capital to make a fuss."

"Hero Yang really refuses to accept his old age." The woman's eyes were lifted up, and she randomly grabbed a bun and took a bite, which contained peach blossom bean paste.

"Sha Yu, when will you return to the south this time?"

"If you don't chase people away, I don't even want to leave. The climate in Dongshan is really good, there are no mosquitoes and no mosquitoes, and you can often eat fish and shrimp." The woman put her chin on one hand and smiled heartlessly.

"How can I say I'm driving you away, but...it's better to leave early, I'm worried that the court will send someone over this time."

The coquettish woman smiled unabated: "Why, are you afraid that my identity will cause you trouble?"

The old man did not answer, which was equivalent to acquiescing.

She smiled awkwardly: "Okay, okay, then I'll leave tomorrow. Interesting enough? I hope that when I come to see you next time, both the dolls and the weaving dolls will be there."

The sunshine outside the pavilion was surprisingly good, many young disciples gathered together to practice in twos and threes, it was a breath of life.

==

The peach blossoms fluttered and fell, and the rain continued.late at night.

The sun did not rise for several days in a row, several layers of thick dark clouds covered the round moon disk, and there was no light in the sky.

The back door of a big mansion opened silently, and a small carriage was driven out of the mansion, and galloped around the path to the suburbs.

The world is like a canopy, except for a small lamp hanging on the carriage, which emits sporadic lights in the darkness.

The roads on both sides became more and more muddy, and there were fewer buildings. When the wind blew, the small lanterns were almost blown out.The carriage stopped slowly before a deep cave.

The coachman got off the carriage and lashed the ground a few times with his horsewhip. A shivering man in a coir raincoat and holding a hoe slowly came out of the cave.

"Hurry up and finish the work so that you can go home." He whispered to the man, then turned around and threw a big sack from the carriage. "Someone is secretly watching, don't try to fool around." After the coachman finished speaking, he jumped into the carriage and turned around to return along the road, not daring to delay for a moment.

The nights in spring are so cold.The peasant took a few deep breaths, rubbed his hands on his legs, and carefully opened the sack.He knew that someone was staring at him not far away, and if he didn't follow the instructions, his head would be split the next moment.

Inside the sack was a man who had disappeared for a long time.

It's a pity that in such a dim environment, it is impossible to see the man's face clearly, and it is impossible for a farmer to know the minister of the Ministry of Industry.

Holding the iron hoe tightly in his hand, he swung it high - it would hit the man on the head in the next second.

Between lightning and flint, the clash of weapons made a crisp sound, the handle of the hoe was thrown away, and the peasant's knee was hit hard, and he fell to the ground hard.

A group of men in black descended like ghosts.

Another shadow staring at the farmer hiding in the distance felt the overwhelming danger, immediately jumped into a secret passage, and ran away as if to escape.

The people in black blindfolded the two people on the ground, each carried one on their backs, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

==

I don't know the day, I can't tell the night, I can't count how long I stayed in the dark place.It seems that there are only two moldy caves left in life, the prison cell and the execution room, and it is painful to live.

Hearing the two jailers chatting casually, he realized that today is one of the 24 solar terms, Guyu.

This body, which is me, was born in Guyu.It turned out that he spent his 20th birthday in prison.

The familiar memories in my mind tell me that when I was in Dongshan, every spring, Master would bring Yangzhi and Dongshan's disciples to celebrate my birthday.But now three years have not passed.I don't know if Master is doing well, and if I can see him for the last time.

Eyes are sore like lost in the sand.How can she question my loyalty to her, how can she test my sincerity to her.

There are many scars all over the body, all of which remind me: this is the price of her suspicion of me.It is the emperor's nature to be indifferent and ruthless, and there is no hope.Everyone who threatens her country deserves to die.Just want to hear her sentence for me and let me go.But... how can you still be unwilling.

Really, not reconciled.

The iron door of the prison was slowly pushed open again, it was time to deliver the food.

Unexpectedly, no jailer came in, and the out-of-focus eyes saw the corners of the Chinese clothes on the ground.

"Yang Li?! How did you do this?" A sharp scream came into the ear, and then it entered the brain a little bit numb and chaotic, and slowly analyzed the source of the sound.

Before he could think about it, a cute little face appeared in front of his eyes.

Liu Yuehua.

Her face was terrified, her eyes were wide open, and her eyebrows raised high: "Can you hold on? You're not going to die, are you?"

What did she come to me for? Could it be that the evidence is solid and she is going to convict me?The nerves were excited violently, and the blood in the whole body surged up, but the broken body couldn't bear the impact, and he passed out.

When I became conscious again, my eyes were too heavy to open.I just feel that the floor tiles under my body are no longer cold and hard, but a kind of soft and smooth cloth.How strange.I wanted to move myself to wake up and see clearly what was going on, but as a result, my limbs and bones did not have the sharp pain of tearing like before, but instead brought a lot of coolness.

Is it a flashback?

Shocked, I forced myself to open my eyes, the eyelids were stretched open, and the first glance was filled with deep confusion.

Don't know here.never seen.Are you dreaming?

Lying flat on a big bed, the huge gilt statue above the bed greets the eyes.The huge dragon and phoenix present an auspicious pattern, and the auspicious clouds around the edge are pieced together with jewels, which is extremely luxurious.The curtain on one side of the bed was drawn, and the dark red cloth was embroidered with dark patterns of the phoenix, and on the other side, one could peep into the corner of the bedroom.

The silk quilt covered her body, and the bed under her was terribly soft, and she had never experienced such a comfortable touch.Still thinking about where this is, with a slight movement of the body, a familiar fragrance that blends into the blood floats into the nostrils from the quilt.

It is the aroma of light plum mixed with sandalwood.

His whole body trembled, and his heart suddenly beat like a drum.

The familiar aroma, once you smell it, you will know who the owner is.But I have no face to face her.It's not her fault, it's my problem.As a timid person by nature, I have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Now as long as I think of those peach blossom eyes that are as smooth as an abyss, I will fight with each other.

The emperor is an unattainable dream for me. I will not wake up from this dream, but the dream is not real either.

The curtain at the door of the dormitory was lifted, and a lively figure came in, it was Wuxia whom I had seen before.

"Hey, Mr. Yang, are you awake?" She saw me lying on the bed, with eyes open and confused.

"I'll get you some water to drink. The emperor and the eldest princess are going to the morning court, and you can see the emperor later." She took out a water bottle from the insulated box, poured it into a cup, and fed it with a small spoon. I.

"The emperor forbids us to spread the matter of you in her bedroom to the outside world, so don't tell me if you go out, my lord." Lips moistened like rain after a long drought.

[Liu Yuehua: Oh my god, Sister Huang is going to be so heartbroken. 】