Lei Yue Longmen

Speaking of which, Shen Xi was a blessing in disguise.Because the whole face was scratched, he got a chance to reshape his face.According to what Gu Qing learned from looking through ancient medical books, there is a method of changing the face, which needs to be completely destroyed, otherwise the new face will be asymmetrical with the original face, and Shen Xi's face just meets the requirements.Can it be regarded as leaving it? It was born after death.

On this day, Yun Zhong came to see her by the lake, and saw that she was holding a small box in her hand, standing alone on the mirror, with a depressed figure, as if she was the vulnerable projection broken on the water.

That small box? It was sent by Uncle Jian of the Ministry of Punishment. He removed every brick and tile in the cell, and finally found what Li Jingchen was looking for between the two bricks.

Although Yun Zhong didn't know what was inside, he guessed that it had something to do with him being called here today.

"Yunzhong, get the carriage ready, I? I'm going to Kangyang."

Goodbye Taohuazhuang, the three of them were in a trance.After all, so many years have passed, every plant and tree here is as familiar as if carved in the bone.The peach tree in the garden is a bit thicker than before, and the green pear tree in the middle is still the same as before, leaning gracefully on her waist, like a beauty leaning on a railing, and the overgrown branch is like The beauty looked back lazily when she got up late.I heard that if a person stays in one place for a long time, every plant and tree around him will be contaminated with her breath and condense into a spirit.After all, the fruit trees she planted are all like her, and her shadow is everywhere.The fly in the ointment is that the flowering season is already missed, and the branches are only clustered with dark green, otherwise when the snow-like pear blossoms bloom, they will look like a beauty wearing Huasheng, and no one can do without it.

Li Jingchen was naturally attracted to him, and he touched the cold tree trunk with his palm, and rubbed it carefully, as if he wanted to use this movement to collect bits and pieces about her that remained on the tree.Yun Zhong didn't know if she succeeded, but noticed that her thin body was becoming pitifully thinner under the cover of the wide cloak.It's only been three months, it seems like three years have been taken from her.In the next three years, thirty years, how would she survive without that person?

Soon, he understood her ways.At that time, a summer resort in memory had already been erected in place.

When they came again, the villa could already accommodate guests.When it was snowing, Yun Zhong went out to sell two jugs of wine, but when he came back, he couldn't find Li Jingchen anywhere in the villa.For the first time in his life, he lost his temper to the sleepy Yunzai, and mobilized all the people in Kangyang City who could be found, including Bao Siniang, Yan Hui, Uncle Sun Mute, and Deaf Granny to search for him.After a day of no news, Yun Zai was worried that something happened to Li Jingzhu, so he slapped himself several times in self-blame, blaming himself for not being optimistic about Li Jingzhu.

However, these were of no avail, Bao Siniang comforted her: "It's snowing so hard, maybe His Majesty is trapped by the snow somewhere."

Yunzhong suddenly thought of a place.He rushed to the foot of Yangjiao Mountain outside the city overnight, and climbed up against the wind and snow as hard as ice knives.At dawn, she finally pushed open the gate of the Yangjiao Temple panting, and found Li Jingchen curled up on a hard bed in a dilapidated monk's house. She had fallen asleep from the cold, with wet tears under her eyelids, and her hands were folded In front of his chest, he was holding something tightly, and the cloak was bulging.

Yun Zhong's eyes turned red in an instant, and he couldn't bear to ask, and slowly went down the mountain with her on his back.Later I found out that she went to Yangjiao Temple to tidy up some of Cen Zhu's clothes. The snow was not too heavy when she went up the mountain, but she was trapped when she came down.While crying, Yun Zai helped her tidy up those tattered monk robes.This year was the end of Jianchun's third year, and they survived the first cold winter without Cen Zhu in embarrassment.

After that, Jianchun was four years old.Jianchun five years.Jianchun for six years.

This year, the income of the treasury improved a little, and the empress ordered the establishment of nursing homes in counties and counties along the river to take in the homeless people who were old, young, orphaned and disabled, and the government provided them with food and clothing.In fact, this nursing home was implemented on a small scale in the capital area a few years ago. At that time, it only accommodated deaf, dumb, blind, disabled and other people who became beggars due to illness. Later, it gradually expanded to even some homeless people. The elderly and children are also charged.Every year, Li Jingbai visits the nursing home irregularly. If she finds that some officials have treated them harshly, she will often punish them very severely.

Because of the establishment of the nursing home, Gu Qing found a good job. He became a full-time doctor in the nursing home, treating the homeless old, weak, orphans and disabled for free.Li Jingbai also sent the Jiaofang musicians who were pampered in the capital to various places to collect folk songs, visit the sufferings of the people, and compose songs for her to sing.

For some musicians who are used to court rituals and music, this is not a hard job, but Nanyu seems to enjoy it.The songs she made can always reflect the real joys and sorrows in the world, and are the most widely sung, gradually accumulating fame among the people.

On this day, a good-looking young man came to the nursing home in the suburbs of Beijing. His skin was abnormally white, but he looked sick. He could be described as beautiful and haggard.But those eyes are sharp, and no one who sees him dares to look directly at him.The owner seemed to know him very well, and greeted him warmly, "Young Master Li, are you here again? We haven't used up the money you donated last time!"

"Well, have you recently? No blind people have been taken in?"

"Yes? Yes, but they are all in their forties or fifties. There is no one Mr. Li is looking for. How about..."

He was slightly disappointed, but he seemed to be used to it, "No need, I'll come back in a few days."

"Eh, good."

After he left, the owner sighed, and a new Sansao asked the owner: "Who is this young master?"

Before the owner of the restaurant spoke, the concierge said first: "You don't know this person yet? It's the rich businessman who donated 5 taels of silver to our restaurant last time. His name is Li Jiamu. I heard that she There is a blind lady who got separated many years ago and has been looking for it all over the country, but she has not been found yet."

"Yo, isn't that bad luck??"

Everyone was overwhelmed by the words. "Oh, in this world, it's true that good people don't get rewarded."

After a few days, she really came again.But unfortunately, the owner of the museum was away on business.

She walked in the yard for a while, and gradually felt the heat, and was trying to find a cool place to escape the heat.Suddenly, I heard a cool sound of a piano coming from the wall of the next courtyard, accompanied by a female voice and a group of children's soft voices singing:

"The sky is difficult, but life is eternal. My son will go, under the Bodhi, the mother is the wind, holding the cassock every day."

Her heart was shaken, and she turned around the door in disbelief, and saw a woman in blue surrounded by a group of children, sitting under a big tree by the fence, playing the piano and singing softly.Another woman in Tsing Yi sat next to her, holding a petite baby girl in her arms. Although she didn't sing along with her, she held the baby girl's hand and gently helped her beat the beat.The two gentle people spread their smiles to the faces of all the children present.

But it was Nan Yu and Gu Qing.And those children are probably homeless orphans.

At the end of the song, Nan Yu explained to them with a smile: "The meaning of this song is that no matter where you go, your mother will miss you every day. When you feel that your clothes are blown by the wind If you blow it lightly, it means that mother is holding your hand."

"What if there is a strong wind? Is mother beating us? " An older boy mischievously asked.

There was a burst of laughter, and even Gu Qing couldn't help laughing, Nanyu stammered, and pinched his nose gently, "You? If you don't often sing against your mother? will hit you?"

While talking and laughing, Gu Qing first saw Li Jingchen walking over, his face was slightly startled, he stood up quickly, and was about to salute, "Your Majesty..."

Li Jingchen pushed his hand: "I? My surname is Li, and I'm here looking for someone."

"Yes, Mr. Li."

She quickly turned her gaze to Nanyu, "Where did you get that ballad just now?"

Nanyu became a little cautious, sent the children to play next to him, bowed his body and said, "Return to Your Majesty, this matter is a long story. This is when the servant girl passed by the Pingyin King's Temple this spring when she went to Yueling to collect wind. It is said that the person who asked for the lottery was a young girl. She seemed to be unable to shake the lottery in the temple, so she wrote down this sign directly, asking the person who solved the lottery, and the fate of the person in the lottery. Later, after the girl left, the sign fell on the table. The servant girl accidentally saw this sign, like a mother's last concern for her child, and was deeply moved, so she composed a song for it. I hope the signee May your wish come true and your life will be safe.”

Li Jingchen's eyes were full of mist, and it was about to overflow, he suddenly asked: "What did the person who released the lottery say?"

Nan Yu was stunned for a moment, only then did she realize that she was asking about the lot, how to solve it?

"The lottery interpreter said that according to the literal meaning, the person in the lottery should have gone to Bodhi's place. It's just that destiny is unpredictable, and life and death are unpredictable. He was afraid that the girl would be too obsessed, so he gave her the word "let go". .”

"Let it go?" Li Jingchen murmured these two words, he didn't need to cool off from the heat anymore, he was still in the cold.

After a long time, so long that Nanyu thought she would no longer be interested in this sign, she suddenly opened a pair of sad eyes that she had never seen before, and looked at her sincerely, "The music is very nice, can I sing you? Give me the score you wrote?"

Nan Yu was flattered and immediately wrote down the score and gave it to her.Li Jingchen walked out of the nursing home with the music score, and did not wait for the owner to come back.

In March of this year, she received a secret report that Queen Lan Que came to Yurui privately to pick up her grandmother.They stayed in Yueling County for several days.

Ah Zheng, you have broken everyone's hearts.

In the seventh year of Jianchun, Master Xuanyin passed away in Yangjiao Temple.Li Jingchen decreed that Master Xuan'an's dharma body was transported to the capital, where he was revered as a protector of the country, and a grand cremation was held in Qixia Mountain, and monks and nuns from all over the world were allowed to go to Beijing to mourn the funeral.

The funeral was presided over by Sun Qingsong, a disciple of Master Xuanhan, and Li Jingchen also led all the civil and military officials to pay homage in person.

"I? Know that you? Won't come, but I? I waited there for a whole day. I? Miss your own master. I won't stop to take a last look, right? But you didn't come."

Li Jingchen leaned sadly under the pear tree, crying in a low voice, holding an empty wine jar in his arms.A dead leaf fell silently from the branch and landed on top of her head, as if unable to respond to her grievances and accusations.

This year, I thought it would end again in the withering of trees.

Shen Xi, who occasionally went to the south for inspection, suddenly brought her an amazing piece of good news.