How many buildings are in the mist

Cui Xuanji was sleeping on the bed, his face was as white as paper, his breath and pulse were very weak.Feng Zihuan dared not take an inch to leave, even if the doctor Qin came to persuade him, he refused.She even turned to persuade Imperial Physician Qin to go to sleep, "Anyway, there are other imperial physicians coming to watch over you, so you should go to rest first. I will send someone to call you when something happens. I? I don't need to rest, I can't sleep." Physician Qin understood, and took a very thin and thin ribbon from the assistant medical officer's box, tied it on Cui Xuanji's left wrist, handed the other end to Feng Zihuan {148}, and turned to leave.

Feng Zihuan looked at the back of Imperial Physician Qin leaving, and remembered what Imperial Physician Qin had said earlier, knowing that Imperial Physician Qin just picked up some good things to say.Among them, there is only one sentence that is most in line with the real situation, "Tonight, tomorrow night, and later, it is unknown how long it will last."

There is no one who doesn't know if she will become disabled, not to mention piercing her uterus with a sword, and twisting her wrist to make a big wound, which has already disabled her and made her unable to have children anymore.After waking up, the memory of that time was very clear even though it was blood-red. Feng Zihuan remembered how Cui Xuanji made moves, how he forcibly pressed the sword, and how he wailed.Cui Xuanji had fought with her so many times, and he already knew that it would be very difficult to attack her on the back, especially the deadly position on the back of her neck.When Cui Xuanji attacked herself, she was already prepared to be stabbed, and she slapped Fei Jing with all her strength just to control the tip of the sword, not to stab her to death with a single sword, and to allow a little time.As for being assassinated, Cui Xuanji must have been prepared to die.

As long as that little time, Feng Zihuan's hand holding the ribbon trembled slightly, but later you realized that the time may not be enough, and even risked being beaten to death to come forward.When the needle penetrated completely, Cui Xuanji had no strength left.The time to sacrifice your life has come to an end.

She didn't need to lift the quilt to know what Cui Xuanji's injuries looked like.Those sword wounds were nothing compared to the penetrating wound several inches long in the lower abdomen and the broken right arm fracture.But those injuries will definitely cause Cui Xuanji to lie on the bed like a cripple this year, unable to move.The wound on the left shoulder didn't heal before, but now it was pierced again. She didn't want to imagine how bloody and bloody it was.The injuries to her legs did not directly disable her, but thinking about Cui Xuanji’s unsteady standing at that time... There are also two scars on her left hand, the bones are deep, she just heard the doctors say to take the thinnest I felt the same pain in my hand as I sewed up the thread.

I obviously broke her limbs.How long will it take her to get out of bed again?

I don't even know if she can wake up yet.

Just now a special person dutifully picked up Fei Jing, washed it and put it back on the shelf, and even came here to tell her to put it away.She thought of the blood on it, and it snowed heavily in her heart.When the imperial physicians were rescuing Cui Xuanji, a female official brought up a towel and said that Your Majesty should wipe his face.Only then did she realize that there was blood on her face.

She just didn't want to wipe off the blood, whether it was on the ground, on her body, or on the sword.Because if Cui Xuan couldn't wake up, it was just a thought.She is the kind of person who is unwilling to use other things to repair, and is willing to look at broken and incomplete people for the rest of her life.Fixing it with something else is like telling yourself it's all over.How could it pass?It's not what it used to be.

Feng Zihuan stretched out his right hand to cover the stove for a while, then reached under the quilt to hold Cui Xuanji's left hand.Hands are cold, holding a thick bandage.Didn't I say that Feijing is extremely sharp?If you pick it up with your hands, how can you keep your own hands?I wanted to ask Zizhang, why didn't the three of you go up together, but after thinking about it, I understood what you were thinking.In fact, there is no one in the world who is worthy of everyone's sacrifice, and neither is the emperor.

But a man sacrifices himself for the one he loves.

She held Cui Xuanji's wrist, and gently pushed some zhenqi over.Said softly in my heart, Xuan Ji, come, accept it, let me hold your breath for you until you wake up with your eyes open.However, Cui Xuanji's meridians are like the ground paved with bluestone slabs, no matter how much water is poured on it, only a little water seeps through the gaps.Too little, too slow, should be patched.But this repair can only be done by the injured himself, who has to sit up and adjust his breath by himself.Let alone now, it may not be possible within a year.

Feng Zihuan exerted a little force, but Cui Xuanji's meridians still did not respond, just like talking to her at this time.Looking at her bloodless face and closed eyes, Feng Zihuan wept silently.

You are not allowed to reject me in this way.

Don't reject me like this.

You can't leave me alone in the world, you can stay, even if you don't do anything, just be with me.Or—if you're bored—let me stay with you.Don't leave me alone, please.

You've done enough for me and it shames me.From now on, I will bear it all for you, okay?Just pretend that I killed you once, and I should make atonement for it from now on, okay?You are tired, go to sleep, just wake up.Only when I wake up can I speak to you personally, and you can call my name, right?Wake up, wake up, I will do anything for you.As long as you get better, I will depend on you.

Don't leave me alone, don't.I don't know how to tell people about you when you're gone, and I don't know who else I can tell about the things we said. I can only bury my heart and all the memories together, and keep silent for the rest of my life.Don't make me like this, okay?

Or if you want to go, just take me away, the world without you is disgusting.I hate myself, I hate myself why I found out at this time that in the past three years, the best voice I have ever heard is your voice.No matter what you say is pleasant or not, your voice is something I cannot leave even for a moment.

Ah, did you say you were tired?You talk a lot, and I've been refusing you and making you unhappy for the past year.Let me do it, I'll do it.

"Xuanji...do you still remember that joke you told me that time..."

In the empty bedroom, only by listening carefully can I barely hear the emperor's rare and gentle voice, I don't know what he is narrating.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Zizhang and Xie Yan rode out of the city and headed south to Waguan Temple {149}.It was inevitable that something would happen, and the two of them only brought one entourage to pass the news.When you arrive at the temple, please come out to the abbot.The abbot was originally practicing in Kaishan Temple, and he and Feng Zizhang were old acquaintances. The two exchanged pleasantries first, and then Feng Zizhang explained why he came here, asking if there are palace ladies coming every July [-]th. The abbot said that he was not clear about this matter, "Your Highness also knows, but whenever a benefactor comes, we are monks, and we don't ask where it is from."

Seeing this, Xie Yan roughly described Dou Shangshi's appearance.The abbot thought for a while, but still had no idea, so he said: "If I come every year, I must have something to worry about in this temple. But I really don't have a good memory, why don't you call the disciple who is in charge of lighting the lamps and ask, what do you think?" How about next?"

Then he called a slightly younger monk to inquire.The monk thought for a while and said, "I do remember this female benefactor. She does come every year on the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month. When she comes, she takes out oil to light the lamp {150}. In previous years, her lighting was average, but this year not only I ordered the biggest one, and still left a lot of money, so I asked the monks in the temple to repair a lonely tomb on Zhongshan {151} for her. Why did the abbot even forget this matter?"

Xie Yan hurriedly asked, "When did she come?" The monk said it was November, and Xie Yan asked the location of the lonely grave and where the sea lanterns were lit. The monk took them to see it and told them the location.Looking at the huge sea lantern, the abbot suddenly said: "Ah! Your Highness, I remember it!" Feng Zizhang asked him what he remembered, "I remembered that many years ago, when the old monk first arrived here, this female benefactor Been here! From that year on, she started lighting sea lanterns for her mother. After coming here for a few years, she even met a strange man here."

The abbot shook his hands and said seriously to Feng Zizhang: "Although the man was wrapped up tightly and covered his face, this is why I remember him."

"Does the abbot still remember what they said? Or what was their demeanor?" Xie Yan asked, thinking that he was deeply impressed, and he might remember it after more than ten years.

"Of course I didn't eavesdrop on what you said. As for the man's demeanor, I couldn't see it. I only remember that when the benefactor left, there were tears in her eyes and she was very angry. It seemed that she even slapped the man."

Xie Yan and Feng Zizhang looked at each other, bid farewell to the abbot, and immediately ran to Zhongshan after leaving the house.

According to the location given by the young monk, the grave is deep in the mountains, so it is very hard to find.Xie Yan cut the road ahead with a knife, and Feng Zizhang followed behind.After walking for half an hour, there was still no sign.Feng Zizhang suddenly said: "Xie Yan, you have grown up so big, have you ever hated someone?" Xie Yan was probably tired of chopping bit by bit, and with a vigorous wave of his hand, an open space more than ten feet wide was cleared in front of him. Come on, "Hate? No. Hate is too much work. I might as well do something else when I have time."

"not a single one?"

"not a single one."

Feng Zizhang followed, took the knife from Xie Yan and wanted to participate in the cleanup, but was blocked by Xie Yan.She had no choice but to fly up to a big tree behind to see if there were lonely graves around.While watching, she said to Xie Yan: "But you will be angry with others eventually."

"That's natural. Anger turns into anger, hatred turns into hatred. Even anger doesn't necessarily turn into hatred. Hatred is very deep and calm."

"Then according to your point of view, who would you hate?"

Xie Yan stood there and thought for a while, then said: "If there is one, it must be someone who hurt my dear ones, parents, you, brothers and sisters."

Feng Zizhang smiled and said: "Then according to this, my sister hurt your cousin Cui Xuanji, do you want to hate my sister too?"

Xie Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "So you are waiting for me here? Your Majesty didn't even have basic sanity at that time, it wasn't intentional."

Feng Zizhang inexplicably wanted to ask about the ranking of his dear ones, but soon felt that it was too petty.Lovers are different from parents and brothers and sisters, so it is best not to compare them.

"But," Xie Yan said while preparing to swing the knife with luck, "I don't think any of my parents, brothers and sisters will get into this kind of trouble. The only one to worry about is you."

Feng Zizhang wanted to ask why, but looking at Xie Yan's figure, he finally chose to accept the sweet talk.

When the road was cleared, the two continued to move forward.After walking for a while, Xie Yan asked back: "What about you? Do you hate anyone?"

Feng Zizhang shook his head, then nodded again.

Xie Yan was surprised: "So is there or not?"

Feng Zizhang walked forward, searched and replied: "I'm probably like you, I probably don't want to waste energy hating someone. Even sometimes I don't feel very angry when I offend my relatives and friends. Sometimes I always It’s because I can look at things from an outsider’s perspective. But right now, I still really hate someone.”

"Oh? Who is it?" Xie Yan leaned forward, looking at Feng Zizhang's familiar indifferent expression, he couldn't help becoming curious.Who knew that Feng Zizhang actually smiled at her and said, "I hate you."

Xie Yan didn't know how to answer the question for a while, "You, me, and me" couldn't tell the reason for a long time, and finally feigned cursing: "Okay, you wolf-hearted guy, how did I provoke you?"

Feng Zizhang took her hand and walked forward with a smile on his face, without answering.Xie Yan still babbled endlessly by himself, but gradually the babbling turned into a mumbling, and the mumbling gradually became quieter.When the mumbling became silent, Feng Zizhang turned back to her and said to her contentedly: "My heart is mine, and you stole it for no reason. Come back: You said, should I hate you?"

Xie Yan was immediately dizzy by the sweet words, and her face turned red.Feng Zizhang laughed from ear to ear, Xie Yan was made shy and sweet, and finally sighed: "You are like this, you can't speak eloquently, but opening your mouth is fatal!"

The two walked forward holding hands.Feng Zizhang had laughed enough, and the two of them walked to a place with dense vegetation, Xie Yan asked, "Why do you think of saying this today?"

Feng Zizhang took her hand and said calmly: "I just look at the appearance of Cui Xuanji and my sister, and if I think I have something nice to say, don't wait until the day when I can't hear you."

Xie Yan was still sighing, Feng Zizhang added: "But regarding hatred, I was thinking: If Dou Shangshi really murdered my sister, why? Because of hatred? What is the hate? She was brought into the palace by sister Xianzhi People who come here, what will they hate?"

"Could it have nothing to do with hatred?" Xie Yan said, "For example, driven by profit."

"But do you look at her room, does it look like a person who needs money?"

"Benefits don't have to be just money..."

After walking a few steps, the two stopped arguing, and there was a lonely grave under a big tree in front of them, which was consistent with the little monk's description.The two of them went up to look, and only knew that it was "the tomb of the loving mother Dou's Taijun". The person who erected the monument was "Dou Mi".

The two looked around, but there were no clues.Xie Yan sighed, "This line is broken." Then he swung his knife and chopped off the grass on the grave, "Shave your head for the old man." Feng Zizhang took some water from a nearby mountain spring, and put The tombstone was washed clean.

The two looked helplessly at each other and had no choice but to go back.Unexpectedly, when he walked to the gate of the official office, he was caught by the officials of Dali Temple who had been waiting here for a long time-they said that Xiao Pei had something important to find them.

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{148} Pretend to be Sun Monkey to see a doctor!

{149} Waguan Temple, also known as Waguan Temple, was built in the second year of Xingning in the Eastern Jin Dynasty (364), and is one of the oldest Buddhist temples in Nanjing.It got its name because the temple site was originally the place where the government managed the pottery industry.In the 16th year of Song Yuanjia (439) in the Southern Dynasties, it was recognized by the government as a treasure place where the phoenix inhabits because of rumors of strange birds flying there, so the Phoenix Terrace was built.Master Zhizhi once lived in Waguan Temple from the first year of Chen Guangda (567) to the seventh year of Taijian (575), where he created a grand Zen method and made important theoretical preparations for the establishment of Tiantai Sect. Therefore, Waguan Temple is also revered as The ancestral home of the Tiantai Sect.Waguan Temple has been built and destroyed many times, and the building has long since disappeared. The Waguan Temple, rebuilt in 2003, is located at No. 12 Hualu Beigang, Menxi, Qinhuai District, Nanjing.

{150}Is there any record about the practice of lighting sea lanterns at that time?

{151} is now Zijin Mountain in Nanjing.