Jiang Qing

Ten days later, Mei Shao led 3 horses to the outside of Pingdu.

Before entering the city, he deliberately left 1 troops and horses outside the city, and brought the remaining [-] horses to the city of Pingdu.

It was already noon, the city gates that were originally wide open were closed tightly, and there was no one on the road. Mei Shao looked up at the guards on the city wall, but they were not in the uniforms of the garrison army. Tong Candao: "What's going on?"

Tong Shen frowned, and before he could speak, a questioning voice with some hesitation came from the city wall, "Is it General Mei?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Mei Shao raised his head to reveal his face, and the man said happily, "It's really a general! Open the city gate!"

The veterans of the garrison army were trained and taught by Mei Shao himself, and he immediately recognized that it was one of the generals, but he had never seen the military uniform next to him, and he had some doubts in his heart. The eyes of the heart entered the city.

That general was obviously solid-minded, and ran down from the city gate cheerfully, looked at Mei Shao carefully for a long while, and smiled, "I just said that the general will be fine. Something happened in the north. Now that the general is back, the soldiers in the battalion should be relieved."

Mei Shao is keenly aware of the situation in Pingdu - so far, Pingduli still doesn't know that he is alive.

Tong Shen didn't know the situation when he went to the Northland, so it can be said that Mei Shao hid it well, but now that the Northland has won a great victory, Pingdu is still unaware...

Mei Shao seemed to inquire unintentionally: "Where did you hear the news of my accident?"

"Beidi Mansion News." The general said as a matter of course: "All the ministers in the court know about it."

"After that, did you hear any other news after that?"

The general shook his head blankly.

Screening the content to deliver... This method Mei Shao feels very similar to that used by Ren Heming at the time of Nanyang's accident, and similarly, the current Ping seems to be blocked, but it looks like it is only a temporary control. The people on the street still performed their duties, but seeing the fear in the eyes of the military flag behind Mei Shao, they avoided walking.

Mei Shao was walking on the street, noticing that every other alley was guarded by a few soldiers dressed like those on the city gate, and some houses still had burnt marks on the edges.

Even Tong Shen was a little dazed, obviously he didn't have these things before he went to Beidi.

The general is a person who knows how to read his face. Seeing them frequently looking at both sides of the street, he deliberately lowered his voice and leaned forward slightly towards Mei Shao, "Don't worry about them, they are just a bunch of clowns with chicken feathers as arrows. General When you come back, His Majesty will definitely hand over the military defense of Pingdu to the general."

Mei Shao glanced at him, and the general remembered that he didn't know the situation in Pingdu, and then added: "A few days ago, Pingdu was attacked by bandits in the middle of the night, and some houses were burned down. , They were originally doing the job of arraigning witnesses, how could they have been used so much, and made such a big scene in the city. But the gates of the palace are closed, and His Majesty hasn't come to court for a few days, so I can't control them."

"Since something happened in Pingdu, why are you patrolling the city and guarding the city?" Tong Can couldn't help asking.

The general opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Mei Shao sneered, and looked at Tong Shendao with a half-smile, "After all, the garrison army was brought out by me, so it is appropriate that your majesty dare not use it."

As he said, he patted his horse forward, and said a word to Tong Shen who was behind him, "I will send Master Tong here, Master Tong should go back and report to you."

"Two thousand elites will follow me, and the rest will be put in your garrison tent first." This sentence was said to the general.

"Mei Shao! This is the imperial city, and the royal family and nobles cannot lead armor and soldiers!" Tong Shen struggled and shouted again.

"Heh, with the soldier talisman in hand, I can't go anywhere in Pingdu! It doesn't matter if I take a trip to the palace!" At the end of the disappearing street, the man's extremely arrogant voice came, and the howling north wind passed behind him There were two thousand armored soldiers, and the sound of iron armor colliding was resounding.

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All eyes are white.

Lanterns hung on both sides of the gate of the White Mansion, and the white cloth under the lights hung long, sliding over Mei Shao's shoulders and cheeks as he walked in step by step.

He looked around slowly, the white cloth hanging on the blue bricks and gray tiles in Jiangnan style made the mansion he was so familiar with strange and sad.

He didn't know what the coldness on his cheeks was, what the name was engraved on the tablet in the mourning hall, why he knelt on the ground, and someone whispered something in his ear, and then they all slowed down. Spread out slowly.

Finally, all the noise was gone, and only he was left in this coffin-like house, along with the memorial tablet on top.

Mei Shao looked up at it, just like looking up at that person, and said softly: "I'm back."

He heard someone respond softly.

"I'm back..." Mei Shao choked up.

The voice in my ear was still soft.

"I... I'm back..." Mei Shao finally cried out, his voice was fragmented in his throat, the overflowing sound was suppressed very low, like the low roar of a wild beast, weeping in a restrained and restrained muffled voice, suffering.

The voice next to my ear became erratic, as if it was about to dissipate.

"Yanfang... Yanfang... Yanfang! Yanfang!" The overflowing crying seemed to cover the voice in his ears, Mei Shao couldn't hear his voice, he was looking for it eagerly, screaming, crying hoarsely As he watched, his crying became louder and louder, while the voice in his ears became smaller and smaller.

"Yanfang?" He hesitated and called out cautiously, but the voice was so soft that it couldn't even float on the water, but it slowly echoed in the empty mourning hall.

His frail cries echoed around him from all directions, but this time there was no answer.

There was no response from my ear.

From the beginning to the end, it seemed that he was the only one in the mourning hall, and from the beginning to the end, it seemed that he was the only one along the way.

Has he really met a Bai Bingchen?Had he really kissed that man's soft lips?Did he really embrace that person in the dark?Did he really have that person?

If all these were true, how could Bai Bingchen be willing to leave him alone?How could he be willing to leave him alone?

Why didn't he answer himself, why didn't he take himself home, why didn't he want himself?

Mei Shao questioned himself over and over again, whether this person really existed or he imagined it, but as long as he thought that Bai Bingchen was fake, his smile, his tears, his gentle kiss and infinite pampering If they are all false, then his own past will be completely destroyed in the endless night, and there is no need for his own existence.

Mei Shao can't deny his past, so he can only force himself to accept the reality, accept the present without him, and accept the fact that Bai Bingchen is dead.

Mei Shao finally stretched out her hand, and slowly took down the tablet on the spirit table, gently stroked the engraved words with her fingertips, it was Mei Shao's handwriting, engraved on his tablet, stroke by stroke, like It was carved by Mei Shao himself.

Mei Shao tightened her arms, as if she had embraced Bai Bingchen's body countless times, and completely put the cold and painful tablet into the arms of the handwriting.

The jade finger knocked on the tablet, making a dull sound, Mei Shao closed her eyes, and gently kissed, half of it landed on the finger and half on the tablet.

They know each other by heart and soul through a cold old thing, and they hug each other across the world.

"The original lettering is not like this, but I think the main reason is to know that the last thing he left in the world can be related to you, and he will be happy." Jiang Yan didn't know when he came in, he looked down at the sitting Mei Shao, who was holding the tablet on the ground with his head down, said softly: "There are still some things left in the master's study, do you want to see them?"

Mei Shao moved a bit, stood up with the corner of the table, her eyes were still red, and followed Jiang Yan to Bai Bingchen's study like a walking corpse, and Bai Bingchen's tablet was still held in his arms.

Jiang Yan glanced at him and followed behind with the tablet in his arms, pursed his lips, said nothing, went into the study, pointed to the things that had been arranged on the table, and went out to close the door.

Mei Shao walked to the pear-blossom table, sat on the chair that Bai Bingchen used to sit on, and silently flipped through the items on the desk:

——A half-carved woodcarving, with their two small bodies hidden among the lotus bushes, although they are still roughly carved, one can still vaguely distinguish which one is him and which one is Bai Bingchen.

This is eight or nine times out of ten the gift he wants to give himself.

——A dozen wedding invitations that have been written, on the upper right side of the red paper sprinkled with gold leaf, it is written "Akasawa early tie, white head forever", followed by the names of the invited guests.

Mei Shao turned over, most of them were officials from the central government, and some quacks that Mei Shao knew, and even Min Qiuping, whom he had only met a few times, was prepared, carefully as if he remembered everyone around Mei Shao Clearly.

Mei Shao's eyes were only fixed on Bai Bingchen all the time, and he didn't even realize that in Bai Bingchen's eyes, there were so many around him—that could be called friends.

It seems that it is Bai Bingchen who can see the eyes of everyone around him. As long as he is there, Mei Shao is like having relatives and friends, sitting around bustling among them, but when Bai Bingchen is gone, God will deprive him of seeing the people around him. His eyes turned him into a blind man, closed everything in him, and could no longer see any color.

Mei Shao sniffed his nose slightly, feeling that the tears under his eyes hurt him a little.

——There is also a thick pile of history books, almost all of which are about the biographies of the generals of the Li Kingdom over the years.

Mei Shao flipped through it briefly, but didn't understand its meaning, until he saw a draft of three or two papers sandwiched in the middle, and it turned out that it was written all about Mei Shao's family, experience, and changes in official positions...

He was actually writing his own history...

Hearing the sad news for the first time in Beidi, Mei Shao was suddenly overwhelmed with grief and indignation, his thoughts were lost, and then he was in a trance all the way, and rushed back to Pingdu. The mourning hall poured out together.

Just when he thought his heart was devastated and numb to the point where he didn't even feel any pain, Bai Bingchen pierced his heart deeply in an extremely gentle way.

Mei Shao covered her heart, bent down feebly, her cheeks were tightly pressed against the two thin sheets of paper, letting her tears wet them.

How can there be such a gentle person, so gentle that people feel that this world is not worthy of him.

Jiang Yan leaned against the door, listening to the forbearable and mournful cries in the room, his heart felt sore.

The choking sound in the room gradually subsided, and after two full hours, Mei Shao took the initiative to open the door.

"Where is he buried, take me to see him."

Jiang Yan pursed his lips and said, "The Patriarch did not leave the coffin."

What do you mean without a coffin?Mei Shao's eyes suddenly lit up, he almost felt that he was losing his mind, Jiang Yan meant that it wasn't Bai Bingchen who was in the coffin, Bai Bingchen was not dead?

Catching the momentary glow in his eyes, Jiang Yan could hardly bear to tell this cruel fact.

"What was sent back to the White Mansion was not the body of the Patriarch, but... the ashes of the Patriarch. I heard from the people in the palace that after His Majesty gave poisoned wine in front of the palace, the Patriarch died on the spot and was dragged down and entered the incarnation field." ..."

He couldn't continue talking about the rest, Mei Shao clenched his fists tightly, and silently closed his eyes amidst the sound of joints.

After a long time, he exhaled tremblingly, and handed a whole box of wedding invitations to Jiang Yan wearily, "Send them to each mansion. In two days, I will marry Yanfang."

Looking at his pale face and the determination in his eyes, Jiang Yan made a final struggle and said, "The general has already seen half of the biography written by the Patriarch, but he also said at the beginning..."

Mei Shao's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at him.

Jiang Yan saw Mei Shao's staring expression, and the words Bai Bingchen once said lingered in his mind, as if he was still sitting there with a chuckle and said-"Leaving a name in the history is just a scholar's spirit, since I chose to board From the moment he went to Fudi Pavilion, he was ready to let Bai Bingchen and Fudi Pavilion rot together in the history books. I don’t care what kind of history is like a knife, but I still want Qing Shi to favor him more. Let him live in the praise of future generations."

Bai Bingchen couldn't get the false name, he wanted Mei Shao to get it completely and cleanly.

He promised to give Mei Shao a chancellor to be a Marquis, and he did not break his promise. From now on, Mei Shao will be the great general who was appointed at 25 to quell internal strife and fight against foreign enemies in the history of the Li Kingdom.

His name will be remembered and sung forever, as long as Mei Shao stops now... as long as he does not do things that are against morality, as long as he remains a loyal minister, he will never forget fame, fortune, glory and wealth in his life. No less.

Bai Bingchen took all the blame for his crimes in the Golden Palace, even when he learned that Mei Shao was dead, he not only wanted to sever seats with the Fudi Pavilion, but he desperately wanted to protect not only the military and government of Li State, but also Mei Shao himself. He did not want Mei Shao to die on the charge of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and he did not want him to live under the accusation of thousands of people.

That's why Jiang Yan asked one more question.

"Even if the general doesn't want this reputation, it's because the Patriarch planned it for the general..."

"You let him tell me by himself!" Mei Shao interrupted Jiang Yan's words through gritted teeth, and a tear fell from his eyelashes, blurring the red mole at the end of his eye, making him look fragile and thin.

"If you have the ability, let him tell me in person." Mei Shao said word by word: "As long as he says, I will do whatever kind of reputation he wants me to do, even if he wants me to be a saint in the world and become a Purdue Buddha. , I can agree. As long as he can tell me himself."

"He doesn't even have the ability to stand in front of me again, and still wants me to listen to him... no way."

After listening to Mei Shao's gritted teeth, Jiang Yan understood his choice, and silently took the wooden box from Mei Shao's hand.

He held the box of flowing red in his hand, and this red was about to flow to every corner of Pingdu.

Mei Shao wants to fulfill her promise to marry him before the expedition, and when that person said that she would accompany her to the age of [-] but broke her promise.

Mei Shao wants everyone to know the Luanfeng harmony between them, after that person died.

What Mei Shao wants... What Mei Shao wants is only Bai Bingchen.