Suo Jinling

When Chen Jing woke up again, the darkness in front of his eyes gradually dissipated, and the sound of wind chimes came along with the clouds, hammering lightly in his ears.

The warm wind blows the fragrance of flowers, the ringing of bells outside the window bursts, and the rising sun and morning glory come from the gaps in the long curtains, soaking the corners of the eyes and brows, making people unable to open their eyes.

Sandalwood strands flowed into the nose, someone was pounding rice in the courtyard, the pounding stick was up and down, stirring in the dough, the faint rice fragrance overflowed, making people so greedy that they couldn't even lie down.

Outside the window, the green trees swayed, the young leaves rustled, and the cicadas sang loudly, which was covered by the birdsong, hovering in the small courtyard.

Scenes before falling asleep emerged, circling back and forth in front of his eyes. Chen Jing didn't know how long it had been since that day. He took a long breath, gritted his teeth and supported the bed rail, propped himself up tremblingly, and barely leaned on the standing pillow.

His arms and shoulders were wrapped with a white cloth, which was fixed with something. It seemed to be a board or a branch. The thing was so hard that it made his arms and shoulders feel uncomfortable. He just wanted to remove it completely to vent his anger.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door. Someone lifted the curtain and came in with a tray. Seeing Chen Jing wake up, the figure of that person was blown to the side like the wind in an instant: "Lie down and lie down!"

This rushing urgency is no different from that of He Xiuzhu. Chen Jing thought it was He Xiuzhu who came, but when he took a closer look, it was Lan Jingming sitting on the edge, looking at himself with sad eyes: "Is your shoulder still hurting?"

Hearing this, Chen Jing moved his shoulders, his flesh was pulled, and his muscles and bones ached. He frowned, raised his shoulders like a child, and lowered his eyes pitifully: "It hurts."

"How can there be such a fool as you?" Lan Jingming raised his arm, gritted his teeth and raised his arm, and stopped halfway through the swing, "Now I am invulnerable to all poisons, so what if I get stabbed a few times? To be a hero?"

"You must not take it lightly," Chen Jing shook his head, "Lanchi Aguda is insidious and cunning, if the poison is against you, what should you do?"

Lan Jingming rubbed his head, he didn't know how to refute for a while, he hesitated for a while, so he had to call in the rescuers: "Daddy! Brother!"

Footsteps rushed towards the door, He Xiuzhu had messy hair, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, which was full of freshly picked leaves, even the soil underneath was wet, he stepped into the threshold and stumbled He stumbled, bared his teeth and swayed his claws a few times, and almost fell on the couch: "Woke up in only two days? You really are strong and strong! Are you hungry? I'll cook you a bowl of porridge!"

Following behind was He Zhongyin holding a silver needle: "He's such a big man, he's frizzy all day long, he doesn't look like an older brother at all."

He Zhongyin was tall and tall, half of his silver hair was golden, and the crutches in his hand were nowhere to be seen, so walking, sitting and lying were no longer a problem.

"The shoulder injury is too severe. Even if he recovers, he can no longer wield knives and guns." He Zhongyin sat on the edge of the collapse, lifted the white cloth to give Chen Jing injections, "heavy objects can't be lifted either."

He Xiuzhu immediately fell silent, feeling that the atmosphere here was oppressive, slipped out into the kitchen with oil on the soles of his feet.

I can still feel the pain when I move it, but the silver needle is stuck on the arm, but it is like being stuck in wood, and there is no reaction in the slightest.

Chen Jing let out a long breath slowly, the current situation was already in his expectation, but it was announced so bluntly... still confused him.

If you can't carry your shoulders and shoulders in the future, what else can you do?

Chen Jing remained silent, leaning on the pillow without moving, and raised his head after a long time: "Sir, what's going on at the General's Mansion?"

He Zhongyin and Lan Jingming looked at each other, and replied cautiously: "The funeral is going on."

Chen Jing nodded knowingly. It is the custom of Daliang to bury his whole tail in the ground for safety. The coffin can only be released after seven days after leaving the coffin. Now that his body cannot be found, we can only set up a clothes tomb.

"I'm tired," Chen Jing said, "Can you let me lie down and rest?"

He Zhongyin nodded repeatedly, led Lan Jingming out, and closed the wooden door inward.

Chen Jing had slept for too long before, how could he sleep soundly now, lying there half-dreaming, half-awake and having nightmares, he was in a daze for an unknown amount of time, when the sound of Xi Suo came, Lan Jingming wobbled and crawled from the corner, crawling under the quilt Go, groped to Chen Jing's side, stretched out fingers to rub his hair.

Before rubbing it a few times, that hand was grabbed by a big hand. Chen Jing pinched the back of Lan Jingming's hand, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and exhaled a thin layer of heat: "Come here."

Lan Jingming moved over obediently, but Chen Jing opened his arms and hugged him inward.

The fragrance of saponins bloomed from the nose, and the restlessness was calmed by the cold wave. Chen Jing tightened his arms and sniffed lightly in Lan Jingming's hair: "Can Jingming take me in? I have nowhere to go."

Chen Jing seldom showed weakness, turned into a drowning puppy, whimpering and whining beside him, Lan Jingming lowered his eyelashes, his heart softened in a mess: "Ah Jing... can you bear to let go?"

Let go of everything in the general's mansion, let go of the power you can get, let go of the future of wives and concubines, let go of the joy of children and grandchildren.

"I still have to say goodbye to my brother and sister-in-law," Chen Jing stroked Lan Jingming's back lightly, "Let's go tonight."

The general's mansion is gloomy and gloomy, everyone is covered in white, mourning and joy are floating like clouds, circling back and forth in the mansion.

After nightfall, the stars faded away, and mournful voices could be heard from everywhere. The maidservants were in a hurry, weeping and weeping, rubbing their faces with satin scarves, and their cheeks were soaked with blood.

Listening to the silence in the small lake building, only the sound of firewood burning, Zhou Shuning sat alone in the room, her back bent and collapsed into a ball, she lost a lot of weight, her tears seemed to have been wiped out from crying, her eyes were swollen into peach kernels, It was a few things from Chen Jing's room. She picked them up and rubbed them carefully until they were all shiny, and she was reluctant to put them in the brazier.

Chen Jing lightly pushed aside the tiles and landed behind Zhou Shuning. He was afraid of scaring his sister-in-law, so he didn't dare to approach her, but stood far away: "Sister-in-law."

Zhou Shuning's back froze, and when she turned her head inch by inch, her eyes swollen into peaches couldn't be opened: "Ah...Ah Jing?"

"Sister-in-law," Chen Jing's voice trembled slightly, "Ah Jing is here."

Zhou Shuning got up suddenly, rushed towards Chen Jing, held him in his arms, and groped up and down: "Is there any injury on your body? Is the money enough? Do you need more clothes?"

Chen Jing had a pain in his arm, he gritted his teeth and endured it. He knew that his sister-in-law regarded him as a wandering soul, and thought that he was bound to die, so he came back to bid farewell to his brother-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, Ah Jing is still alive," Chen Jing said, "he didn't die in the fire."

Zhou Shuning was stunned for a moment, and immediately burst into tears: "You child, you are used to making people angry and sad! Just come back, just come back, whether you are tired or thirsty, go back to the bedroom to rest first, and my sister-in-law asked the doctor to come and see Injury, I will steam you a nourishing medicinal meal..."

"Sister-in-law," Chen Jing didn't move at all, breathing hoarsely, "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

Before Zhou Shuning could open his mouth, the wooden door was pushed open with a palm. Chen Rui stood at the door, his body was like a mountain, blocking most of the moonlight.

Zhou Shuning pulled Chen Jing subconsciously, and protected him behind her back: "A Rui, Ah Jing finally came back, don't you..."

"Ma'am, I said before that you don't want to believe it, but now you should believe it." Chen Rui stepped forward and looked down on people, "My brother Chen Rui will not be plotted to die in the fire. He must Will come back, come back for nothing else, just to say goodbye to you and me."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Rui took half a step forward and looked into Chen Jing's eyes: "What else do you have to say?"

Zhou Shuning covered her lips with her sleeve, stepped back half a step and began to sob, while Chen Jing knelt on the ground with his knees bent, and knocked his head three times: "Chen Jing is not filial, and he is ashamed of the kindness he gave to his brother and sister-in-law."

"You don't have to kneel to me, come and kowtow to the ancestral tablet." Chen Rui picked up Chen Jing's clothes and dragged him to the tablet, making him kneel seriously, "Consolation to the spirits of parents in heaven."

The cold wind howled outside the window, and weeping bursts in the room. Zhou Shuning leaned on Chen Rui's shoulder, crying out of breath, unable to let go no matter what.

Chen Rui comforted her shoulders, put her in his arms, and whispered to her: "Madam, don't cry, this time is just a stopgap measure. The Longmai matter has nothing to do with Ah Jing. After getting rid of Lanchi Aguda, the general's mansion will be powerful." If the price goes up, the imperial court will be even more afraid of us. Last time we got married and had a bad relationship with Prince Rui’s mansion. King Rui’s entanglement in the court should not be underestimated. If Ah Jing is still there, King Rui will not let it go. This child has never listened to discipline since he was a child, and yearns for freedom Now that the child is grown up, restraining him is not an option, why not let him go out and come back after a while."

Zhou Shuning was slightly comforted, and her sobs were much smaller than before. Chen Jing paid homage to his ancestors, turned around and knelt down facing his brothers and sisters-in-law, and knelt down on the ground: "My brother and sister-in-law are no different from my parents to me. Thank you brother and sister-in-law for raising me." Grace."

"Go home and have a look," Chen Rui said, "This is not only the General's Mansion in Yongkang City, but also the place where you were born and raised."

Chen Rui has always been majestic, indifferent and inhumane, and it was rare for Chen Jing to show his true feelings like this. Chen Jing clasped his fists and bowed several times, turned up along the eaves, stood on the high tower in the mansion, and looked down at the whole building. city.

In the dead of night, there was a sound of clappers, and several lanterns fell under the eaves, swaying gently with the wind.

This city is like a sleeping dragon, rising and falling with the breath of the mountains, stretching the mountains, towering and majestic, standing between the sky and the earth.

Lan Jingming stood beside Chen Jing, silently looking at the city below. This was once the place he longed for, and now everything he wanted was by his side, and he would never be left alone again.

"Hey—here—"

A long cry came from the mountainside in the distance. He Xiuzhu, carrying a medicine basket on his back, jumped up and down between the earth and rocks, waving his arms back and forth, left and right, signaling them to come over for a round.

All the big and small bags fell on He Xiuzhu's body, He Xiuzhu looked like a monkey picking medicine in the mountains, and he had nowhere to vent all his strength.He Zhongyin walked around the courtyard empty-handed, not as if he was going to travel far away, but rather as if he was going to go somewhere to stay in a hotel and feel free in the world.

"Let's go," Lan Jingming grabbed Chen Jing's wrist and held Chen Jing's palm, "With us here, I won't leave Ah Jing behind."

Chen Jing laughed hoarsely, and gripped Lan Jingming's fingers back. The two of them pressed against each other and breathed entangledly, looking at the beautiful rivers and mountains.

There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, why not join hands and go back together.