Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

On the back of the silk painting, there is another embroidery, which is a double-sided embroidery, and the two sides have completely different patterns, which is simply amazing.

At this moment, Wan Baylor was lying on his back on the bed, holding up the embroidery in his hand to look at it carefully. From Jin Wenling's perspective, although he couldn't see the content of the picture, he found that his brows were getting tighter and tighter. He felt that something was wrong, and stretched out his hand Wanting to snatch it, who would have thought that Wan Baylor was one step ahead of him, hiding the silk painting behind his back, with a smile still on his face.

"It's nothing, a erotic palace."

Of course Jin Wenling wouldn't believe it, she stretched out her hand and made a gesture of "Hand over" to Wan Bayle. Wan Bayle sighed, got up with a grunt, and piled up the scattered quilts on the bed in front of the kang cabinet , made a more comfortable shack, reached out and patted the place beside him.

Jin Wenling knew that the things on it might not make him feel better, so she took a deep breath, climbed onto the bed and sat down next to Yu Liangwan.

He unfolded the silk painting in his hand, and a narrative-style embroidery work was displayed in front of the two of them.

The first picture depicts a woman with a phoenix crown and a xiapei. Although she has a pretty face, her expression is very indifferent, and there is hatred in her eyes. Beside her is a daoist figure, holding a wine jug in her hand. Two jade cups.

Jin Wenling only looked at the first picture, and tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably. He turned his face away slightly, leaned his head on Wan Baylor's shoulder, and grasped his arm tightly with both hands.

Is he afraid?

Wan Baylor and Jin Wenling have fought together quite a few times, and it has long been common for strange things to happen, but I have never seen him show such a frightened expression, it is a kind of fear emanating from the bones, his body They all began to tremble, as if they had completely lost the shelter of their identity, it was just the instinctive reaction of a teenage child when he saw something that frightened him.

Qian Beile threw away the silk painting in his hand, hugged him tightly in his arms, and stretched out his hands to caress the back of his head and the side of his face.

"stop looking."

Jin Wenling huddled in his arms without making a sound, her body trembling violently. After a while, he took a deep breath, raised his head, and his eyes were much firmer.

"I must figure this out, let me see."

"..."

"You stay with me."

There was trust and dependence in his eyes. Ever since we met, most of Wan Belle had only seen his calm expression, as if nothing in the world could cause any fluctuations in his mood.He is very good at acting, he is simply a goblin who turns all living beings upside down, but when he has no work, he always has an expression that everything is under control.

Now this mask is gradually shattering and collapsing in front of Wan Baylor, and his various secrets and weaknesses are gradually being exposed to him with confidence, making some expressions and reactions that outsiders have never seen before, which makes Yu Liangwan feel Indescribably distressed, with a feeling of intimacy in my heart.

He trusted him so much that he could cry in front of him, and Wan Baylor felt that he had to be his backing, no matter what happened, he would face it together.

He nodded and held the silk painting in his hands again.

In the second picture, there are two people, a young man with picturesque features, wearing the inner court uniform, and has not been crowned yet, he should be the predecessor of Jin Wenling, and he is holding the hand of a child, the child's clothes are also very colorful. Hua Gui, he seems to be a little prince. When Wan Baylor saw this silk painting just now, he guessed that this child was the younger brother that Jin Wenling had mentioned, so he tried to hide it because he was worried about touching his sadness.

Sure enough, when Jin Wenling saw the second painting, she reached out and grabbed the silk painting very urgently. He kept rubbing his fingers lightly on the face of the child in the painting, and his movements were as gentle as if the little boy could really feel the warmth from his elder brother. caress.

The third picture shows the scene of a banquet, which seems to be a family banquet in the inner palace. Because the two children are underage, the seats are not strictly separated. Jin Wenling seems to love her younger brother very much, and did not single Opening a table, he hugged his younger brother on his knees and ate with him. The woman with a phoenix crown and a xiapei was sitting at the head, and she was ordering the eunuch serving food to bring a milky white drink for them to enjoy.

The first three pictures are all vividly depicted, the mother is kind and the son is filial, the brothers and friends are respectful, and there is a peaceful and cheerful atmosphere. However, starting from the fourth picture, the content of several consecutive pictures is very strange. These pictures are connected into a piece In the picture, all the backgrounds, characters, and actions are exactly the same, and they are all represented by smoky gray dotted lines.

Only one of them was embroidered with colored silk threads. From a continuous look, he slowly stood up from the seat, walked slowly to Jin Wenling's desk, and switched the two jade cups on the table, but he did not rush returned to his seat.

Immediately after the following pattern, the painting style changed abruptly, and the whole picture was in a bright red tone, which looked eerie and terrifying, clearly showing the impermanence of the world.That Yuxue cute little boy was already bleeding from all seven orifices, his small body was curled up in his elder brother's arms, his eyes were wide open, he didn't seem to understand what happened, and he was still holding onto his little hand with difficulty. A wine glass, and did not let go.

On the table in front of Jin Wenling, there was also an empty cup that had already been drunk poured on it.The woman sitting upright on the chief's face was staring blankly at the tragedy in front of her eyes, and slightly raised her sleeves to hide her distorted expression due to haste.

The whole silk painting has no context at all here.

Wan Belle looked and looked, really Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out, he just felt that Jin Wenling in his arms was trembling all the time, he rested his chin on his head, and kept stroking his shoulders with his hands , to help him ease his anxiety.

But his body was trembling more and more, and he suddenly pulled the silk painting in Qianbaile's hand very excitedly, holding it in his hand and tearing it fiercely.

"Yu Shengyan! You are a hypocrite, you are a beast with a human face..." Jin Wenling's anger roared in his chest, the anger of the emperor, lay down millions of corpses, and bleed for thousands of miles, but his admiration and dependence since childhood made him never Find a way to say the word "animal".

Wan Baylor didn't fully understand the mystery of the picture. Judging from Jin Wenling's tone, "Yu Shengyan" should be his ancestor Yu Taifu as he usually said, but he didn't know what touched his fury.

Jin Wenling worked hard to calm down her anger, took a few deep breaths, and pointed to the smoky gray pictures.

"These pictures should represent the freezing of time. You see, everyone in the pictures has the same expressions and movements, only this person..."

He pointed to the only figure in the picture who was embroidered with colored threads and said: "He is drawn with colored solid lines, which shows that he is a person who can control time and space. He freezes time and space, taking advantage of this gap, to exchange the relationship between me and my younger brother." The wine glass in the middle, the poisonous mash, was supposed to be drunk by me, but in this way, it becomes my little brother to replace me..."

When Jin Wenling said this, her hands tightly gripping the silk painting were trembling, her knuckles were turning white, and her nails were about to dig into the tender flesh of her palms.

Qian Beile grabbed his hand and spread it out to hold it in his own. He knew that this layer of window paper would be pierced sooner or later, and if he was allowed to bear it himself, it would be even more painful.

"Is this person the Taifu?"

Jin Wenling's body relaxed in his embrace as if deflated.

"Um……"

"Since he can condense time and space, why was he discovered and embroidered on the silk painting as the funeral of Queen Ye Di?"

On the one hand, Wan Baylor was really curious, and on the other hand, he also tried to arouse Jin Wenling's curiosity and distract him.

"I vaguely remember that envoys from several foreign countries were also invited to participate in the family banquet back then. The envoys from the Yedi Kingdom should also be among them. The Yedi tribe itself has its own primitive witchcraft. Their aristocratic class They are also the most capable wizards in the tribe, and this envoy probably learned of this secret by accident because he saw through the Taifu's tricks."

Yu Liangwan only felt an indescribable helplessness and anger suppressed in his heart. He felt ashamed of his ancestor's behavior, but if he was asked to make a choice between his sweetheart and an innocent child , he is afraid that he will commit the same heinous and unforgivable crime.

"That woman is my concubine. Because she has her own child—my younger brother, she can't tolerate me. The master is less suspicious of the country, and my relatives are surrounded by soldiers. My life in the inner palace is like walking on eggshells."

Jin Wenling leaned close to Wan Baylor's arms. The first ten years of his life were frightening at every step, and the days after time travel were not easy. In order to maintain this beautiful and broken body, he was exhausted in the past few years. Now, now that he is retracting into the boy's arms, he suddenly feels that there is still a place in the world that can shelter him from the wind and rain, which is something to be thankful for.

"After that incident happened, all the public opinion in the inner palace pointed to me. Zuo Shi Ji Yan and You Shi Ji Shi already had records of "a certain year and a certain month, the emperor poisoned King Qinghe in the Wuying Hall". , ransacked the homes of the left and right historians, and made this matter an unsolved case..."

Jin Wenling knew that even if she didn't explain to him, Wan Baylor would still stand by her unconditionally, but he said a little bit self-indulgently about the bloody court struggle, the young child who died young, and the vicious concubine. left an indelible mark on his life.

After hearing this past, Wan Baylor let out a long breath.He originally thought that the murderous nature in his bones came from the generation of the great-grandfather who was a gangster, but now he understands that the Yu family has such a temperament from the generation of their ancestors. It seems that he has not only inherited the appearance of Taifu Yu , even his personality is not too bad, but thanks to his appearance, this unsolved case many years ago was able to surface.

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood something.

The author has something to say: Song of Taifu

A wisp of smoke is not like loving the green hills

Opened among the rocks, it was originally jade smoke

Yunyu, mountains and rivers, pearls and rivers

Yan Bo didn't know who he was waiting for since Pei Hui

Don't you see Lao and Yan in Dream of Red Mansions?

The poignant and beautiful beauty in the world

Chant a cuckoo weeps or flowers fade

A dream crafted and perfumed with powder makeup

Leaning on the railing and looking at Yu Shengyan from a distance, you, you can't see

Smoky love is waiting for you to discover

White and green bead curtains, who is your string?

I look at Yu Shengyan

half awake half asleep

Ask Hongyan to take that forever

But I can't get back the letterhead with you

I look at Yu Shengyan

half sad half sad

Lifelike wandering lonely mountain stream

Without the bright red Koudan, I only want to be green leisurely

Can't listen to advice, would rather choose madness and hesitation

Adding one point is too long, adding to the sadness

Subtracting one point is too short so it can be complete with a slight smile Run Chuyan

There is a complicated song in heaven and earth, but there is smoke in the air

Like the bright moon, like the beautiful moon, you can look forward to it, but you can't put it in front of your eyebrows

There is a complicated song in heaven and earth, but there is smoke in the air

Hopeful but unbearable

Don't you see Lao and Yan in Dream of Red Mansions?

The poignant and beautiful beauty in the world

Chant a cuckoo weeps or flowers fade

A dream crafted and perfumed with powder makeup

Leaning on the railing and looking at Yu Shengyan from a distance, you, you can't see

Smoky love is waiting for you to discover

White and green bead curtains, who is your string?

I look at Yu Shengyan

half awake half asleep

Ask Hongyan to take that forever

But I can't get back the letterhead with you

I look at Yu Shengyan

half sad half sad

Lifelike wandering lonely mountain stream

I look at Yu Shengyan

half awake half asleep

Ask Hongyan to take that forever

But I can't get back the letterhead with you

I look at Yu Shengyan

half sad half sad

Lifelike wandering lonely mountain stream

Looking at the jade smoke floating in the mountains

[The sixth story: combing hair in the middle of the night]