Sad Jiangnan

The four princesses in Da Nei Li have not yet been arranged by His Majesty to live. There is an endless stream of visitors every day, and my brother often stays out at night.As a result, the female officials were free to write books, and they could write a Nihon Shoki in a day, which was circulated in court and in China.However, one thing is the most unusual, it seems that His Majesty the Emperor loves her so much that there is no scandal with the princess.

This year, there were several heavy snowfalls in the capital, and places like Onomiya, Kagenin, and Ouchi-sato piled up snow mountains imitating Mount Fuji.Although it is called Snow Mountain, it is just collecting the snow from all over the place and piling it together. If the mountain body is even and round, the top of the mountain is sharp in the middle, and the overall shape of the bamboo hat is better.Half of the winter is over, and half of the snow mountains have melted.It rained suddenly at night at the end of the year, and the next morning, the snow-capped mountains were almost left at the foot of the mountain, and the original top of the mountain turned into a cumbersome, potholed and dirty look.

Things that were originally beautiful seem to be difficult to get rid of such a result.Especially those who are white and elegant.

When I went to see the snow-capped mountains this morning, my appearance was far worse than the one I saw from my room.At one end of the black snow, there is an animal with its feet turned upside down.I didn't see it clearly at first, and thought it was fallen leaves or pieces of cloth.When I got closer and looked carefully, I found that it was a dead sparrow.

The legs are lifted straight up, and the feathers on the abdomen are blown over and over by the wind.He stopped in place and looked at the corpse for a long time.

The imagination expanded from the dead body will always lead him into the sad forest.I am always inexplicably frightened by such and such trivial things, so-called asking for trouble, that's what it is.If it is a seemingly grand event, it will eventually be ashamed to see others and let go of it. Not only has the burden in my heart not been relieved, but it has become heavier day by day.

Once Fuji Quansuke calmed down, his mind was full of life and death.Now this idea came to his mind again, he thought, my body will melt away like this snow mountain one day.

At the beginning of summer, my father's body showed signs of weakness.When the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, there is almost no way to go to the field.The "Si Zhao", which was originally scheduled to decide the appointment and removal of Beijing officials in autumn, was also suspended due to this change.In fact, if his father is not sick again, he will be taught to be strange.The people in this place are full of all kinds of sickness covered with tulle.Regardless of the cumbersome dining rituals and the trend of not touching the ground.In the view of Fuji Quansuke, there are some strange and weird habits, which are more elusive than the shape of the octopus.

Fearing that he might die in a state of panic, the family invited Bie Dang from Yanli Temple to shave and empower his father overnight.This is really an insincere sustenance. People who are extremely afraid of death will choose this end.

But during the removal ceremony, my father actually got up.He muttered, "Before that guy falls down, he must not die." The maid changed his clothes for him and went out, all the way to the palace to pay homage, and until he returned home, he looked normal.At first, people who made rumors about the death of some Taizheng ministers had their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.As soon as the father arrived at home, he talked with Fuji Quansuke about these people, "What do you say I am going to die, I think they are the ones who are going to die."

After swearing at each other for a while, he immediately fell down, panting and sweating profusely.The retainers were all panicked, they hurriedly removed the make-up for their father, and helped him to the ledger.He also asked him which eminent monks he would like to perform rituals, but his father simply said, "Call my son here."

Because he was in a hurry at the time, Fuji Quansuke was waiting on the sidelines, and when he heard this, he called out "Father".Minister Fujiwara Taizheng's eyes opened immediately.Seeing this situation, the family members all pulled Fuji Quansuke in front of the master.

Fuji Quansuke was nervous for a while and didn't know how to answer, he hesitated but said, "I'll tell someone to call my brother over."

"Don't say such stupid things. I haven't reached the end of my life yet," my father said quickly, "I really shouldn't, but the lord promoted you to be the leader of the power. I will pay you back tomorrow." I have to ask for instructions once, and I will never be reconciled if I can't do what Quan Da said."

Fuji Quansuke at this time should be Fujinaka Nayan.What about Fujitsusuke's brother?

Fuji Quansuke replied, "That's enough. My brother just received the honor of the Lord and got the position of Dai Nayan. There is no reason in the world for two brothers to take the same position."

Father was silent for a while, and then murmured again, "This is also a problem, and it's also a problem..." But then, he sat up and held Fuji Gonsuke's arms, "However, however, I have a way."

Father's eyes seemed swollen, like dead fish soaked in water.Fuji Gonsuke took his hand off his arm and said to him, "Go to sleep."

"No, you can't sleep."

He was the one who said he would not die, and he was the one who worried that he would die.When it comes to life and death, the true nature of animals is often revealed.Fuji Quansuke sighed, "The doctor at the Pharmacy Office said that if you rest, you will definitely get better."

"How did those doctors get in? They don't know anything about Bianstone acupuncture and moxibustion medicine, and they chant scriptures like monks all day long. Then everyone should be monks. Why do they need classic medicine? Treat those guys like gods and officials. People with a discerning eye can see that they are playing tricks. If I really believe their nonsense, then I will go to see Jizo tonight."

At this time, he chattered endlessly, and he could indeed speak.Fuji Quansuke only said, "Isn't my brother cured? You must live a long life."

My father suddenly became quiet after hearing this, "Seng Zheng also said, I will live a long life."

"That's a matter of course. Seng Zheng can't deceive the Buddha, can he?"

"Does he have the guts?"

"That's exactly what I want to say."

"Okay, that's what I said. What I said to you is really inexplicable."

After his father lay down, Fuji Gonsuke exited the room.The sky was so green that it was about to rain, and the scattered waiters on the corridor all tightened their fingers into the shape of a ball, their heads were lowered, as if everyone was crying.Seeing Fuji Quansuke, he immediately asked about the master.

"He's fine." He answered like this, and it was obvious that everyone was relieved, but the air was still heavy, and it was uncomfortable to stay here.So he walked along the corridor, wanting to go back to the room, so he felt extra relaxed, and his steps were light and fast for a while.

After passing the corner of the corridor, a black roof suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.The old Diaodian stood far away in the water, and Fuji Gonsuke stopped walking.It was raining from the sky, and in the smell of fish, the wooden railings and the roof of the rolling shed of the Diaodian Hall were faintly visible, like Penglai.

Suddenly there was the sound of talking, and three maids with tied hair and white clothes hurried to the corridor, each with a comb in their foreheads and holding eating utensils in their hands.Seeing Fuji Quansuke, he was not surprised, and he went out of his way to salute each other.Fuji Quansuke called to stop them and asked, "Why did you come in from this corridor? You went out into the rain with dinner."

The three maids covered their mouths and laughed, "There is no way, that annoying General Prisoner Zuo Jin always ordered us to do these things."

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, this is it." The maid at the head shook her arms deliberately, and the tableware in her hand made a "jingling" sound, "It's all him, he is always unwilling to do his job well, even the errand of feeding the fish. It was all thrown on us. What was meant to be eaten by the fish was taken to go with the wine."

"This is really amazing, next time I will teach him to perform a fish leaping over the dragon's gate."

The maids staggered with laughter.

"In short, the fish must be fed."

"So?"

"We eat the rest of the food, and feed them a little like that. Every time it's meal time, a lot of them will come. The master's fish is really beautiful, and there are all kinds of colors. But there is a big white fish, but It's really stupid. When it was throwing food here, it had to swim over there. After finally swimming over, it couldn't find food anywhere, and told it 'here, here!' and ignored it. Looking for it stubbornly, just like Onmaru."

Onomaru is a white dog that often goes in and out of Onomiya, and the female housekeepers gave it such a name.In spring and summer, wear woven willow rings for it, or tie peach blossom branches and cherry blossom paper around its waist with ropes, showing a very majestic look.

"Don't you ring the bell?"

"What bell?"

"That big stupid fish... has a hand bell, and after ringing it, it swam right in front of it."

The maid said, "Of course I have heard such a story before. It is said that the master has a golden carp, which was born as smart as a human. But isn't that fish dead? The remaining one is stupid, and I can't teach it no matter what. Oh, oh, it's better not to worry about it, and finish the things that should be done every day, isn't it good? Don't increase your troubles in vain. "

This is something completely wrong, and I can't explain it clearly for a while.The maids complained about Jin Carp's stupidity, and Fuji Gonsuke's heart suddenly groaned.enemy!Such a word suddenly came to mind, Fuji Gonsuke's legs trembled, and he almost pushed them away to escape.Three women who didn't know anything surrounded Fuji Quansuke, laughing and talking for a long time.Just to deal with them, all the strength was exhausted.

I never thought that in just a few days, horrible things happened one after another.The snow in the yard has completely melted, and the climate is much warmer.The father who kept his word and did what he said dragged the sick body to the palace again.When we set off, it was still dark, and when we came back, the moon was almost setting.

The most unexpected thing was that his father and his elder brother returned to the main hall together. Fuji Quansuke seemed to have recovered his life from the death line, and suddenly changed from a drowsy state to a sober sitting upright. Here, it seems difficult to see such a skill.But if you want to talk about the most confident thing, Fuji Quansuke has no way to cite other examples except the constant fear.

His father, who was clearly destined to die, walked in front of him calmly, Fuji Quansuke couldn't help standing up.Can such a disease be cured?If God still has a little old love for him, he shouldn't make such a joke.

But his father sat down, smiled and said, "Congratulations, Fuji Dai Nayan." Fuji Quansuke was very terrified when he heard the words, but at this time, he should be called Fuji Dai Nayan.Fujida Nayan stood at a loss for a while, his eyes glanced at his brother from time to time.The father asked the elder brother, "So, should you be satisfied?" The elder brother just stood with his head down and didn't speak.

Fujida Nayan asked, "What's the matter?" Saying this, he didn't dare to walk in front of his brother.The initial peek was just following the primitive curiosity in my heart.The elder brother was wearing a very solemn belt, and the wat board was still inserted in his clothes, and the father was also attired in the same way.From the time when my brother looked at him just now, a terrifying atmosphere filled the entire room.

"I'm going to dance in front of the lord tomorrow, I must go." The father's expression was majestic, as if he had changed, "I heard that you didn't come today, it really killed me. Why can't you come? "

"Is there any need to talk about this? You know that I..."

"I lied in front of the Lord. It just so happens that this is your mother's taboo time. Someone must preside over the ceremony at home. If you say that you are sick, don't even think about how big a joke it is." Then, he said to his brother , "Aren't you going back to your room? Let's talk about something tomorrow."

Fujida Nayan turned his head, wanting to take a peek at his brother, but the eyes on the mask were staring at him firmly!Fujida Nayan was so frightened that he almost screamed, and sealed his lips with his teeth so as not to lose his composure on the spot.After a while, footsteps sounded, and my brother left.Although the burden of terror has been eased a lot, how can one person endure the next purgatory?Fujita Nayan hardly dared to look at his father's face.

His father grabbed his sleeve, Fuji Da Nayan fell down, his father's face got closer, his solemn expression changed back to the weakness when he was bedridden, "That man has been following me since I entered the palace. Behind me, I handed over the power of introspection to him! I have no choice..."

Fujita Nayan asked, "And then?"

Father was trembling all over.This is a camouflage, the camouflage of his father imitating others. There is a mole the size of a fish eye behind his father's ear, which is never covered by Hu Fen.At this time, he was shaking with his father's trembling, and this was the source of terror.

"They are actually here to kill me, I just dare to tell you this. If their eyeliner finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable. Guan Bai, Guan Bai!" Father yelled strangely, and quickly stood up and looked around. Fan, returned to Teng Da Nayan's side, holding his hand tightly, "For Guan Bai, they want to kill me. It's too terrible, and they must not be allowed to succeed."

Father seems to be completely lost in fantasy, even if the fantasy is true, what's the point?Fujita Nayan asked, "Who are they?"

"The ministers of the Jiutiao Palace and your elder brother must not let others know. They want my life the most. Will I let them get what they want? First, let's live longer than me, it's a fantasy "But after a while, his voice softened again, "But, it is too dangerous. When I am alone, my hands and feet tremble uncontrollably. How easy it is for people under the same roof to kill me, You must stay here..."

Speaking of this, Fujita Nayan remained silent, and his father suddenly hugged him, "Guan Bai, I won't give it to him. You must come and get it. Everything I do is for this day. It's just one step away That's right, do you know how much Dad looks forward to this day?..."

Teng Da Nayan pushed him away, "Stop talking nonsense, there is no need for a person walking on the road to harm you. One of the two people is your younger brother and the other is your son. Whoever wants to kill you You? If you say it, you will laugh out loud."

The father's face changed suddenly, and he was about to say something when he suddenly coughed. The coughing sound continued for a long time in the room, and he coughed like that until blood oozes from his fingers and drips on the tatami.

That terror didn't disappear, but stopped, like water frozen into ice, someone gave the order to stay still.The strange black and red markings seeping into the tatami made Fujinayan stare at them fascinated for a long time.

Even so, the father still did not die.In fact, Fujita Nayan himself has summed up some ancient teachings, which are particularly applicable here.Bad guys often live as long as the sky, and he has always regarded this as a rule.

The day when Fujita Nayan worshiped the dance, his elder brother who had been promoted to the minister of the interior also came unexpectedly.The Lord seemed to be very happy about his elder brother's visit, but upon hearing the announcement of his elder brother's arrival, he hurriedly gave him a seat.

When my brother came to the hall, he pulled him and talked intimately for a while.After a while, a female official in charge of accompanying the meal brought something to the Lord.The master said something to each of the left and right, and the discussion seemed to be about where to send the food table, and the Tibetan sent the food to the brother again.

Look carefully, it is a small pot with white glaze.The position of the spout is particularly exquisite. Looking from here, it seems to be made in the shape of a bird.In contrast, the handle of the pot is also cleverly made into the shape of a tail.

The Lord said, "Both of you are very embarrassing to me, especially the Minister of Internal Affairs." Then he turned his head and said to Teng Da Nayan, "Your father, knowing that I don't hate him, but he is always admonishing him. I do difficult things."

Teng Da Nayan said, "I am different from you. I hate this person the most." The usually serious Lord heard this and couldn't help laughing.If the ministers of the Jiutiao Palace were here, they would be so angry that they would smoke from their seven orifices.That is to say, in the eyes of others, the so-called great fortune and heavenly grace are actually things like poison/medicine.

The Lord smiled and said, "I heard that you had a serious illness a few days ago. It is very important. Now that you look the same as before, you still have lingering fears. What I am most worried about is other people's health. Things like this are all predestined in previous lives. Sometimes you are frustrated, and it doesn’t matter much. But the body is the only thing that can’t be sloppy.” Speaking of this, he withdrew his smile very solemnly, and said to his brother, “The last You are the one who taught me not to sleep well after all, right? The two of you really have a heart-to-heart connection, and even illnesses have to be together."

Minister Fujiuchi said, "It's because I have no luck in my life."

The Lord said, "Don't say such words, it makes me feel really sad!" He told the Tibetans, and raised the white dish pot to his brother's eyes.

Fujida Nayan asked, "What is this?" In fact, he couldn't bear to ask the question out of fear.But the lord seemed to be waiting for a long time, and at this moment there was a smile on his face again, "If it is said to be 'the medicine of immortality', would you believe it?"

The feeling of being pulled away from the clothes by someone's eyes revived again, and the Lord's face seemed to have changed into that of his father.Fujida Nayan felt dizzy for a moment, even his neck seemed to be strangled.

The elder brother's voice came from far away, "So much love, I am so sincere and sincere." Holding the porcelain pot in his hand, he turned his back, as if drinking.

At this time, everyone raised their heads very high, probably wanting to take advantage of this rare opportunity to peek at one or two of the true face under the mask.In fact, it is impossible to see anything.How could my brother show his flaws in front of others?

But in the blink of an eye, my brother turned around, and even the mask didn't seem to have been lifted. When the Tibetan took the porcelain bottle into his hand, he shook it for a long time, and then turned the bottle upside down. There was nothing pour out.Fujita Nayan smelled a metallic stench.Just as the flesh will rot, when the metal sword dies, it will emit this smell.Or it could be said to be exactly the same as the stench of tooth-stained iron slurry.The place at the mouth of the bottle seems to have turned into a bottomless abyss because of that imagination.

At this moment, the Lord's eyes were still firmly fixed on him.What is he expecting?His question just now suddenly rang in his ears.Like the bell of a distant mountain in the middle of the night, it stripped him away from sleep and comfort little by little.Fujida Nayan thought to himself, I never believed in immortality and immortality. Looking at it now, although I can hardly be called a gentleman, I am only unwilling to compromise on the aspect of testing the truth.Am I still so naive?But people have a natural knack for being funny, and when the truth is told to them, they almost never believe it.They simply and firmly believe that the funny person is you.

Fujida Nayan couldn't help explaining, "Really, I don't believe it."

As expected, the Lord burst out laughing.Many nearby ministers and even Tibetans and Shangda Departments who were waiting on us were all smiling scatteredly, like frogs at night in summer.Only his elder brother's shoulders were motionless, a mask that was slightly different from before was staring at him, and his laughter seemed to push him away.

Fujita Nayan said solemnly, "I don't mean to be joking, I really don't believe this kind of thing."

Everyone laughed as if they didn't hear it.My brother's shoulders also had a tendency to tremble.At this time, Fuji Da Nayan was involved in an unprecedented madness by this atmosphere.Taking advantage of his excitement, he kept saying, "It's not just about longevity, I don't believe in gods, Buddhas, or things in hell. Gao Tianyuan? That kind of vocabulary only exists in stories. Ah yes, the god of Katsuragi[4], The only thing I believe in is that thing. Think about it carefully, isn’t this me? I’m not self-deprecating. I’m lazy during the day and don’t want to go out to do things. When I come to the temple, I’m about to fall asleep. If it wasn’t for the Lord Talking on the Internet, I will definitely hide somewhere to sleep with a hidden bag. Work, I don’t want to do it at all! A person like me is not bad after all, right? In fact, the eloquence is also quite satisfactory, it is best to be a six-bit Tibetan Man, at night, the God of Katsuragi comes out to work..."

There was a moment of coolness in the hall, and laughter collided like fried beans.Fujida Nayan was caught in that kind of laughter, and finally finished speaking, so he smiled.

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[4] According to Japanese legend, the main god of Yiyan resides in Katsuragi Mountain in Yamato, and is called Katsuragi God.Because of his ugly appearance, the god did not dare to come out during the day, but only worked at night, and the bridge failed in the end.Yu Xiaojiao was born in the seventh century, and he practiced the Shingon School of Shugendo. There are many miraculous stories handed down.

The annotations are excerpted from "Pillow Grass" Shanghai People's Publishing House, translated by Zhou Zuoren.

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