Biganchun

The ancient capital of Bian is as prosperous as a dream.

The dawn of the apocalypse is the time when dreams begin.

The Bianhe River enters the city from Xishuimen, and after passing Zhengmen is Junyi Bridge.In the late spring and early summer, the sky is dawning, and the dock under the bridge is already filled with hundreds of boats, floating with the waves, undulating between the clouds and water.

The fishing boat is moored, and Wupeng berths the shore.Zhan Zhao packed his bags and boarded the stone steps on the shore from the bow.With a quiet breath, the graceful air of the imperial capital filled the morning mist and fragrance, and after years of absence, it finally entered the heart again.

He turned back and stood, smiling and holding out his hand.

His cold fingertips silently touched his warm palm, and he held it in his hand.The slender figure followed him off the boat and landed, with eyelashes slightly raised, quietly meeting his eyes.

Xiwan decided to return to Beijing overnight. Although he wanted to return, he also knew that she was still hesitating, so he hired someone to deliver a letter to Kaifeng Mansion from the post road, and still took a boat with her, returning eastward along the Bian River.After traveling for more than [-] days, the boat finally arrived at the shore at this time.

Zhan Zhao turned his head and looked at the quiet street in front of him: "Although they know that we will be back in two days, but it is still early in the morning, if we go back to the mansion, I'm afraid we will disturb everyone's morning dreams, so why don't we go nearby for some snacks first. I remember that there is a shop in Lianhua Lane that is quite famous for its ravioli stew, back then even the chef of the imperial dining room had to be admired, do you want to try it?"

Qingcheng frowned slightly: "Two months in the boat, a thousand years in the world, not to mention the four years we traveled to the northwest. I don't know if your old calendars are still accurate..."

Zhan Zhao smiled without answering, and led her along the street.The blue stone is deep, and the traces of the rain from the night before can still be seen. When you walk on it, you can feel the tranquility and coolness of your clothes.

Walking slowly through the streets and alleys, it seems to return to the time of the day.Ten years of youth, no regrets have been devoted to this, but when I come back today, what a blessing, the shadows have become a pair.

Suddenly, he saw a palace on the side of the street, with blue tiles and plain ridges, and no sound.He paused, glanced at her, and smiled gradually on his lips: "You should have never been to this place back then, and there is nothing wrong now, so I happened to take you in to have a look."

Qingcheng was stunned, unable to control herself, and was pulled into the palace by him.Stepping into the door, I saw that it seemed to be an ancestral hall. At this moment, the sun had not risen, the windows and candles were all dark, and the inside was so dark that I couldn't tell what it was.

She looked at Zhan Zhao in bewilderment, before she could ask him, she saw him smile faintly, let go of her hand and walked forward, took out the flint in his arms, lit it with a snort, and ignited the candle on the table in front of the hall.

The red candles were in pairs, instantly shining brightly in the hall.There is a long case with seven treasures in front of you, and the dark fragrance is lingering, but behind it is not the golden body of a god or Buddha.

The statue in the temple is actually just an octogenarian, with beard and hair like silver, dressed in yellow clothes, kind-hearted, with a kind smile, holding a long stick in his hand, with thousands of turns of red thread on it, thin and tangled.

Entwined with the ties of three lives, the love of one life, densely stacked, no longer can be untied, no matter how hard to choose, no longer can fade away.

Qingcheng's brows trembled, and when he turned his head to look, there were couplets hanging on the left and right pillars in the hall, ebony and gold lacquer, which caught the eye under the candlelight.

May all lovers in the world become family members.

It is preordained in the previous life, don't miss the marriage.

Qingcheng stood in the hall in a daze.The clouds in the eastern sky, like thousands of purple cherry blossoms, came in through the window at this moment, melted through the red candle, and sparkled brilliantly in her misty eyes.

Recalling that day, the head of the prime minister's mansion, a willful word, once blurted out to him——

...What I want is for lovers to get married...

At that time, I felt the pain of my best friend, but concealed my love for myself, and gave up everything in this body, and wanted to become a perfect person.But has he ever understood the pain in this categorical sentence?

...May all lovers in the world become dependents...

Given the size of the world and the depth of love as promised, what should I do if I pray for one wish?

Qingcheng lowered her eyebrows and sighed, turned around and was about to leave the hall, but Zhan Zhao grabbed her sleeves, clasped her wrists tightly, and walked straight to the incense table.

He drew water to grind the inkstone in front of the desk, picked up the pen, dipped it full in the thick ink in the inkstone, and handed it to her, not allowing her to doubt or hesitate, he had already held her hand, and began to write on the long book on the desk.

The book is long, the paper is as clean as snow, and the two ends hang down.Qingcheng frowned, her slender knuckles trembled slightly in the palm of his hand, the pen moved back and forth, and the familiar handwriting was written between the outlines.

Mo Xiang met him, at first glance like pearls, and when they met again, it was like a perfect match. It was his and her names.

But he felt his hands loosen, and Zhan Zhao had already let her go, and said with a slight smile, "Now that I have documentary evidence, I won't be afraid of your evasive words in the future."

Qingcheng took half a step back and murmured: "What is this..."

Zhan Zhao said quietly: "Yuelao Temple, marriage book."

Qingcheng was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled wryly and said: "This is the foolish people in the world praying for idiots. How can a person like you believe it?"

Zhan Zhao's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "I couldn't persuade you to grant my request that night, so coming here today to ask Yue Lao for blessings is also an act of desperation, so why not?"

He raised his head, and as expected, he saw that the scarlet cloud on her face faded, and she looked nothing like that again.

There are waves in my heart, and I get up in the boat and go down the spring night with slight waves.

... talking nonsense and turning the truth upside down.On the one hand, he pretends to change his mind, but on the other hand, he knowingly commits the crime again and bullies others... Ten years of teachings from the Kaifeng Mansion, four years ago, Mr. Fan, is it like this? ...

...When did the daughter of the general, the proud of heaven outside the Great Wall, show weakness?You are the only one who treats me like this, it is too unfair...

...How to be fair, you might as well talk about it...

...How about, let this evening be the limit, if I can persuade you to change your mind, you will do what I just asked...

... You... In the world, is there a more absurd method of coercion than this? ...

... If you think that you will lose if you enter the game, you might as well give me this promise now...

... Are you so confident? ...if I still don't agree, what should I do...

... I would like to gamble and admit defeat ... the rest of the night in the boat, since there should be a clear distinction between ... how? ...

The long night of love, he clearly saw his victory at the hands of the hand, but saw her tears secretly, vaguely forbearance with a stubborn face, completely different from the charming face in Yanzhou that night.He finally felt a pain in his heart, calmed down his body and mind, spoke softly, and couldn't bear to use this to force him any longer.

Willing to gamble and admit defeat.If he wants to get her, he just promises, but even more, he wants to get her to be willing, without any hesitation.

Zhan Zhao secretly mocked himself, raised his head, and saw that Qing Cheng had turned around and stepped out of the hall.He caught up to her figure, and the two walked side by side, heading east.

The clouds rise to the morning, the morning light shines through, and the alleys are twists and turns, hidden like lotus flowers.

Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng sat down opposite each other in the small shop, and the shop owner came up to meet him, startled, his eyes lit up: "Master Zhan, is it you?"

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "Long time no see, how is the business?"

The store owner was both surprised and delighted: "It has been heard for a long time that Mr. Zhan is going back to Beijing with Mr. Fan. The neighbors have been looking forward to seeing you back to Kaifeng Mansion. Unexpectedly, Mr. Fan has been back for so many days, and we have not seen you come back." It's all right now, I'll go and tell everyone later..."

He paused, and couldn't help looking at Qingcheng, a little afraid, but couldn't help asking: "This is..."

Zhan Zhao smiled lightly: "The princess and I want to eat something, so you can bring me two bowls of wontons."

The shopkeeper quickly nodded and said yes, then took another peek at Qingcheng, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Seeing that Qingcheng shook his head slightly, Zhan Zhao asked in a low voice, "Why, what's wrong?"

Qingcheng smiled wryly: "You are so unscrupulous in your words, today the people in Beijing are talking after dinner, it must be you and me."

Zhan Zhao slowly asked, "Are you afraid?"

Qingcheng sighed softly: "So what can I be afraid of? What people say is scary, but what I fear in my heart is not what everyone says."

Zhan Zhao's heart trembled slightly, but when he raised his eyebrows, he saw that the store brought out two blue and white porcelain bowls, carefully placing them on the table in front of the two of them.

Seaweed golden hook, wonton like jade, soup with light smoke, it is really good in appearance.

Qingcheng picked up the spoon, but Zhan Zhao stopped him before he picked it up.She raised her eyes, but she saw Zhan Zhao saying to the shopkeeper: "The princess doesn't like spicy food, I trouble you to change it to one that doesn't have pepper in the soup."

Qingcheng's eyes moved under his eyelashes: "How do you know I don't like spicy food?"

Zhan Zhao looked at her quietly: "When you left Gyeongju, Mr. Deng told me that although you recovered from typhoid fever years ago, if you want to regain your vitality, you still need daily adjustments. He has given you pills to take with you." I take it every morning by my side. On the way, I saw you taking the medicine secretly, but you didn’t mention it to me. I think you were afraid of me worrying. Our food in the boat has always been light, so it’s okay. Now we’re back in Beijing and staying at home. Taste, but be more careful."

Qingcheng lowered her eyes and said nothing, suddenly turned her head to avoid his gaze.But at the time of filming, the store has sent another bowl of wontons over.She lowered her head, and the warm smoke hit her face, directly into her eyes.

The light smoke gradually covered her face slightly.It seems that there is a drop like silver, quietly falling into the soup.

Four years of long farewell, one return.

In Kaifeng Mansion, today coincides with a ten-day holiday.When Bao Zheng, Gong and Sun Ce saw the return of Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng, they were all overwhelmed and wept with joy.Especially Aman, who has been separated from Qingcheng for several years, at first sight, he holds his hands and weeps, unable to help himself.Seeing this, Qingcheng also felt sore in her heart, she briefly said a few words to Bao Zheng and others, then left the study with Aman, and went to the backyard wing to talk goodbye.Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and others had other errands to do, so they reported and left for a while.

Only Bao Zheng Zhanzhao and Gongsun Ce are left in the study.Although a little less restrained, the three of them love each other like a father, brother and son, and there are thousands of things in their hearts, but for a moment they don't know where to start.

Zhan Zhao raised his head and looked at Bao Zheng: "My lord, Zhan Zhao acted willfully this time. He sent a letter to resign, and then returned suddenly. All these things are Zhan Zhao's fault. Zhan Zhao does not ask for forgiveness, but for an exception. Zhan Zhao stays in the mansion, and will do his best for the Lord."

Bao Zheng sighed, shook his head and said: "Xiong Fei, why did you say that? Fan Xiwen has already informed the government of the details. The government obtained an order for you earlier, and you have returned to your post this time because of the order. Let's do it. Your late return, when the government received your letter that day, it was reported to the Ministry of Officials, and it was turned into a private leave to reward you for your years of hard work. Now you are just returning from your leave, everything is logical, and If there is no difficulty at all, what is the crime?"

Zhan Zhao was puzzled, and frowned and said: "My lord, I sent a letter from the Guanqiao post that day to bid farewell to my lord. Could it be that my lord guessed that Zhan Zhao would eventually return to Beijing?"

Bao Zheng smiled and said: "Xiong Fei, you don't know something. I guessed early in the morning that the one you will return to is not the mansion, but Mr. Gongsun."

Zhan Zhao looked at Gongsun Ce, but saw him smile lightly, stroked his beard and said, "It's good to come back, time has passed, why bother with the past?"

Bao Zheng said in a deep voice: "Xiong Fei, it's just in time for you to come back today. I think you already know about the New Deal?"

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "That's right, Master Fan has given lectures, but on my way home, I have also seen many absurd situations. Compared with the original intention of Master Fan's administration, it is completely different."

Bao Zheng sighed: "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish, so be careful, otherwise haste will waste. Fan Xiwen changed the course and pushed all kinds of laws. It has caused many accidents in Beijing."

Zhan Zhao's heart sank: "In this way, even the Kaifeng mansion, is it unavoidably involved?"

Gongsun Ce nodded and said: "Since this month, there have been more than a hundred cases in the government. There are disputes and impeachments, more or less related to the new policy. These cases have neither precedent nor old law. It really makes adults feel tricky. You have also seen that although today is a ten-day holiday, everyone in the mansion has a lot of time."

Zhan Zhao slowly frowned: "So that's the case. If there is anything I can do about the important case, please read it for me, sir."

But Bao Zheng said: "Compared with these, there is another matter that bothers the government even more. You know, the third item in the New Deal is Jinggong Ju. Fan Xiwen strongly remonstrated with the officials. Mo Yi chooses various disciplines, and scholars all give up their generosity and tend to small ways. Although there are a lot of people in the court, there are no one who has talent and knowledge. Now we should choose economic talents. Scholars first discuss strategies and then poetry, and all disciplines Mo Yi In addition, it is more clear about the purpose of the scriptures. It makes people not specialize in rhetoric, but understands the truth."

Gongsun Ce nodded and continued: "So this year's Spring Festival has been delayed several times, and the officials finally decided to hold a grand competition in the palace tomorrow. This palace exam is different from usual, and the Kaifeng Mansion must also send people to the venue to supervise the subjects together with other ministries... "

Bao Zheng interjected: "This is the first trial of the new policy. I'm afraid there will be some mistakes in this government. It seems that only Mr. Gongsun can take on this important task. But the current situation in the government, how can we leave Mr...."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "This matter is not difficult. If your lord is willing, Zhan Zhao is willing to take on this task for Mr. Gongsun."

Gongsun Ce shook his head slightly: "Xiong Fei, this big competition is just beginning to be discussed, everything is unpredictable, I'm afraid it will be delayed for half a month, you and the princess have just returned to the capital, and you haven't settled down yet, and you have to stay in the palace in a hurry Many days, I'm afraid it's not right."

Zhan Zhao's thoughts turned around, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "I came back today, why didn't I see Bai Yutang?"

Gongsun Ce smiled and said: "You don't know everything. The Fourth Miss is pregnant, and it's almost full term now. After she married Bai Yutang, she originally lived in another house, but because it was her first childbirth, Xiang Yan was worried about the health of their mother and child. Then he took her back to the Prime Minister's Mansion so that she can be taken care of. Bai Yutang heard that you will be returning soon, so yesterday he went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to meet Fourth Miss."

Zhan Zhao was pleasantly surprised, and said, "So that's how it is. This is really a great joy. In the past few years, what I owed him is hard to repay in this life. Now that I return to Beijing, he can just rest for a while. "

Bao Zheng nodded and said: "Yutang has served in the mansion all these years, and you have contributed a lot to solving the problems of the mansion. He is originally a man of the world, but for the promise of a gentleman with you, he restrained his body and mind everywhere, and spent several years in the palace. Therefore, if you see him, you must thank him..."

He raised his head and looked at Zhan Zhao carefully, and said with comfort: "However, in the past few years, you have been in the Northwest of the army, and you have exhausted yourself under Fan Zhongyan's command. Thinking about it, your vision and heart are already in a different realm. The government sees it in the eyes, and I am really relieved. Wait. In the future, when you are free, you must tell this house and Mister Gongsun about what you have experienced in these years... Today you are busy with travel and dust, and you are tired on the way home, you might as well go to rest for half a day."

But Zhan Zhao stopped his smile, his eyes were fixed, and he said slowly: "I'm afraid Zhan Zhao can't rest at this moment. I still have one thing on my mind. If I need this, I will go to the palace to face the saint."

Bao Zheng snorted, puzzled: "You and the princess will return soon, the officials know about it. You will enter the palace supervision department tomorrow, and you will have the opportunity to meet the officials. If you want to report your duties and thank you, why bother?" ?”

Zhan Zhao was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "I plan to ask the officials for a decree, this matter has been in my heart for a long time, and I can't delay it for a moment."

He quietly looked at Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce, and slowly said: "In Ruisi Hall, at the head of Baojin Tower, the lingering sound is still unfinished, there should be a time to stop."

Gongsun Ce frowned, his eyes flickered: "Have you discussed this matter with the princess?"

Zhan Zhao gave a wry smile, and slowly shook his head: "If I discuss with her, I'm afraid she has already drifted away, and it will be difficult to find her again. She ran away from Guanqiao Station this time, so that she wouldn't go back to Beijing to face her. Such a dilemma."

Gongsun Ce shook his head and sighed: "The government is not a benevolent monarch, but when love is bound up, everything is unpredictable... You and the princess have hidden away with nothing. This matter has already been spread all over the world, and the government must have heard of it a long time ago. How he feels, you and I can imagine. Now that you have come back, you have to make a clear decision on the position of the officials. I am afraid that the officials will find it difficult to let go of the previous situation. How to deal with this matter, I am afraid that it will be discussed in the long run. "

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, shook his head, and said, "She has gone through all the troubles before, and she still has lingering fears in her heart. How can I think about it? If there is no official marriage order, she will never let go of her heart. When the Baojin Tower was on the line, Did she ever hesitate? Now that I am lucky enough to bring her home with me, I want everyone in the world to know that Zhan Zhao must marry her, and I will live my life!"

Bao Zheng sighed, nodded and said: "Back then, there was a shocking change in the Palace of Ruisi, and I have never had the opportunity to do my best for the two of you, and I have always regretted it. Since this is the case today, I will enter the palace with you. Holy!"

Zhan Zhao slowly shook his head and said, "The decision on this matter is between me and the officials, there is no need for an adult to come forward. To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell has to be tied. Back then I never retreated in the Hall of Ruisi. To this day, I will still Face the heavens with this body!"

Bao Zheng let out a long sigh, and looked at Gongsun Ce.Gongsun Ce frowned and pondered, although he deeply felt that something was wrong, but he also knew that it would be difficult to persuade him to turn around, so he could only sigh.

At this moment, Zhang Long hurried into the study.He bowed to the three of them, raised his head and said: "I just passed by the backyard and saw the princess and Aman leaving the mansion."

Zhan Zhao moved his face and said, "They left the house? But where did they go?"

Zhang Long hurriedly said: "Lord Zhan, don't worry, they don't have anything, they should just leave for a while, but..." He looked at Gongsun Ce, and said in a low voice: "I heard that Aman was talking with the princess. It was vaguely mentioned that they should have gone to Suzaku Lane..."

Zhan Zhao thought about it for a while, and knew that Qingcheng would not want to live in Kaifeng mansion to face everyone sooner or later, so he went with Aman to the apartment in Zhuque Lane.He felt relieved, nodded and said: "That's fine, the Suzaku Alley is quiet and undisturbed, she lives there temporarily, just to relieve the fatigue of the boat."

Gongsun Ce's complexion changed slightly.Bao Zheng saw that he seemed to be hiding something, and asked, "Mr. Gongsun, do you have any concerns?"

Gongsun Ce smiled wryly, and could only say: "It's only my fault that I haven't reported it to your lord. Last night, a female visitor came to visit. I made my own decision and ordered Zhang Long to put her in Zhuque Lane's apartment first. Because it was late, I didn't Ask your lord. I know that Xiong Fei and the princess will return in a few days, and it will cause disturbance, so I didn't say much to everyone. Now the only ones in the mansion who know about this matter are me and Zhang Long..."

Zhan Zhao's heart moved, he raised his head and asked, "Which one is the female guest you mentioned?"

Gongsun Ce looked into Zhan Zhao's eyes, and said slowly: "The third miss of the Ding family, Ding Yuehua."

Saying goodbye to the egret boat in the morning, leaning on the Suzaku Bridge in the sun.

Qingcheng and Aman walked across the bridge and along the alley and returned slowly.The sky is cloudy and dark, and the soft wind blows in the quiet streets and alleys, blowing fragrance.

Qingcheng walked slowly, frowned and said: "From Junyi Bridge to here, you have not shed tears all the way. How long are you going to cry? If so, it seems that I should really stay in the northwest."

Aman raised his head to look at Qingcheng, opened his brows, and smiled through tears: "I haven't had any letters from you in these years, and it's so easy to see you back, how can I not cry?"

Qingcheng shook her head slightly, and went forward to wipe away the tears on her face: "Okay, now that I'm back, don't mention all the things I did before. I left the Guanqiao Station that day without saying goodbye. I really couldn't help myself. you……"

Aman's eyes turned, and he said with a smile: "On that day, Master Zhan sent a letter from the official bridge station to resign to Master Bao, saying that he wanted to live in seclusion with you. Master Bao and the whole family were shocked, and I didn't know what to do. Well, only Mr. Gongsun smiled and said nothing, and he was not in a hurry."

Qingcheng paused and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, what did he say?"

Aman stopped in front of her, and said with a smile: "Mr. Gongsun said at the time that Mr. Zhan would bring you back within three months. Now that I can count with my fingers, it is true. It seems that Mr. Gongsun's clever calculation skills are really true." Don't lose to Zhuge Kongming back then."

Qingcheng murmured: "How does he know that we will eventually return to Bianjing?"

Aman pursed his lips and smiled: "He said, with your affection for Mr. Zhan, he will definitely not allow him to abandon his life ambitions and hide himself in the mountains for you. And Mr. Zhan would never return to Beijing alone without you. The two of you hold each other back, only to see who can win by a little. Your attachment back then has faded away, and Mr. Zhan is now in a firm state of mind. I think you must have softened your heart first..."

Qingcheng sighed softly, and said to himself in a low voice: "Gongsun Shuzhu, you are indeed extremely intelligent, and human feelings and the state of the world are all in your calculation..."

Aman glanced at her secretly, saw her lowered her eyebrows and thought, and smiled lightly: "Anyway, you and Mr. Zhan are coming back now. Although everyone in the mansion dare not mention it in front of Mr. Bao these days, they have already started talking about it behind their backs." Your happy event."

Qingcheng shook his head and smiled wryly: "They don't understand the inside story, all these are meaningless actions, why should you participate in it? If you have any personal plans in mind, don't wait any longer, tell me now, and I will How about hosting with you?"

Aman blushed and said anxiously: "I was worried about you, but you came to make fun of me..."

Qingcheng smiled faintly, got up and walked forward.Aman also followed with a smile.

The willows are dark and the wind is light, the rich family is quiet, and in a blink of an eye they have arrived at the gate of the old house.Qingcheng stopped in front of the door, as if she wanted to reach out to touch her, but seemed to be hesitant.

Aman smiled and said: "Although I have been living in the mansion for the past few years, I still come here to clean and tidy up every now and then. I came here the day before yesterday, but at the time I thought you would live in the mansion when you came back this time, so I didn't pay attention to it." Tidying up... You just said that you were going to meet Miss Fourth at Yan Xiangfu this afternoon, so I just took advantage of the time to take care of it..."

In the voice, she had already walked to the door, but seeing that the door was not locked, she couldn't help but gasped and stopped in her tracks.

The chirping of birds in the eaves is crisp, and the footsteps inside the door are soft, as if someone is approaching.Hushu opened with a squeak, and a plain figure appeared.

The white shirt and Hunan skirt, the ropa slanted hairpin, simple and gentle, come to the face, secretly refreshing the heart.

She raised her head, closed her head slightly towards Aman, turned her eyes back, smiled calmly, and all cast her eyes on Qingcheng.

Quietly asked, the voice was soft and pleasant, just like the person: "Dare to ask, but is it Princess Gan Ning?"

Qingcheng trembled slightly.At this moment, I have known it for a long time, but I don't know why, and I still don't know how to face it.

Finally, she held her breath and lowered her eyebrows, smiled faintly, raised her head, and slowly walked in front of her with her long sleeves drooping.

Pupil light meets, like Chengxi under the moon, the road is clear and gentle, and finally meets the deep spring in the forest.

"Suguang took the liberty to make an appointment. The third lady arrived first after a long journey. She really is a believer."

The fragrance of Luofu is dyed, and the shadows of clouds are stacked.The jasmine is quietly placed in the courtyard, the green leaves are breathless, and the hundred stamens are slightly awning.

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