Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 89 Doubt

The night is deep, and the candlelight is like beans.

In an attic of the Xiangyun Pavilion, Liu Mocong was leaning against the bed, holding the pieces of paper with the lyrics written on them, watching it repeatedly, and admiring it, as if these lyrics were tailor-made for her, although the meaning of the words was too bitter. , It is not suitable for singing in ordinary times, but it writes about her experience and her state of mind.

There is both the misery of her being in a dusty place, and the pain of being separated from her family for many years. These emotions cannot be vented. When she is sick, it is the most easy to consume people's will and bring into that bitterness and resentment, unable to extricate herself, depression. Inexplicable.

But at this time, Liu Mo Nong seems to have found a person to talk to. Through the reading, appreciation and resonance of these lyrics, he vented the pain and sadness in his heart and was expressed, and he felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.

It seems that there is a person who understands her very well, pity her, and let Liu Mocong take care of himself, and at the same time, he has some different emotions for this man who doesn't know well.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, I don't think about it, I can't forget it... I have nothing to say, only tears..."

Liu Mo Nong recited silently, the depression and anguish in his heart had been attracted and moved by the talent of poetry and prose, and released from the chest cavity in his body, so that the depression accumulated in the weekdays actually dissipated a lot.

This change of mood is also of great help to the improvement of the condition.

Therefore, at night, Liu Mocong's mental state improved significantly, and his body temperature also oscillated between low fever and normal.

"Squeak!"

The door was opened, and Shen Jiaru walked in with a plate of cakes and fruits, and brought it into the inner hall.

"Sister Liu, I made some cakes for you, as well as your favorite fruit."

"Thank you, Sister Jiaru!" Liu Mocong smiled lightly at her, and his mood improved significantly.

Shen Jiaru saw the change in Liu Mocong's expression, and smiled lightly: "Sister Liu, you seem to be happy, do you feel that the wind-cold disease on your body is getting better?"

Liu Mo Nong naturally won't say that because he has a confidant of the opposite sex in his heart, who can resonate with her past pains, he followed the other party's words and nodded slightly: "It has improved a lot, the body is not so hot, and the head is not so hot. It doesn't hurt anymore and feels much more comfortable."

"Well, Sister Liu's spirit does look a little better." After Shen Jiaru sat beside the bed, she handed out a piece of cake for Liu Mo Nong to eat. Adversity sees the truth. The friendship between the two has passed through this matter, it seems Go deeper.

"Outside... how's it going?" Liu Moenong asked about the outside world. Before she fell unconscious, she heard Xiaohe and Sang's mother talking about a lot of things. Many clerks are not doing well now, so they should have complaints against her. .

Shen Jiaru persuaded: "Some people are still talking about it, Sister Liu, don't have the same knowledge as them, take good care of your illness, and when you're healthy, and then perform again, you can still regain your popularity."

Liu Mo Nong took these things lightly and didn't care. Instead, he attached great importance to Su Chen's stay at night, and asked, "Is there anyone who is spreading the news that Su Gongzi stayed in my room at night?"

"This..." Shen Jiaru hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's all spread out, some people are deliberately smearing it, saying that Su Chen is a slut, and that day she was frivolous in the river, and now she comes to visit again, obviously for her sister. I have no good intentions, and I really pursue you. My sister stayed in the room, and he also had feelings. In short, it will damage my sister's reputation. "

The corner of Liu Mocong's mouth curled up, but she felt that such rumors made Su Chen and her a bit of a mess, but made her feel a little bit happy in her heart.

"It's okay, the clearer is clear, don't pay attention!" Liu Mocong said lightly, not in a hurry.

Shen Jiaru remembered one more thing, and suddenly said, "Right, there is one more thing, it's strange to say, Uncle Ke said that he saw a young master this morning, Su Yixuan, a talented man from Jinling, who left our Xiangyun Pavilion, as if he was staying at a certain herd. People's room. Mother Sang searched for a day, but she couldn't find out who he was, and she suspected that he used a fake name to spend the night!"

Liu Mo Nong was stunned when he heard the words, and said softly: "Jinling genius, Su Yixuan...Writing words are unparalleled..."

She looked down at the few poems in her hands. With her talent, she could see that this "Jiangchengzi" was even more powerful than that of 'Qu Yuguan' and 'Die Lianhua'. One was named Su Chen, the other was named Su Yixuan, could it be... is there any connection?

"Sister Liu, you've read these lyrics for a day, are you still reluctant to put them down?" Shen Jiaru asked curiously.

Liu Mo Nong didn't answer, but instead asked: "Jiaru, can you find a way to get the manuscripts of the two poems written by Mr. Su Yixuan? Just one song is enough!"

"Ah, Su Yixuan's manuscript?" Shen Jiaru was stunned, convinced that Liu Mocong was not joking, and said with a wry smile: "There are only two of Su Yixuan's tunes circulating outside, but only two were written in Runzhou. In the hands of the eldest Miss Bai Susu; another piece of Butterfly Love Flowers was borrowed by Xu Cainu after I heard that it appeared in the Bairun Building. We are not familiar with the eldest Miss Bai, so we will definitely not be able to borrow it; unless it is to Xu Cainu The mansion, but Xu Cainu also borrowed it and will not lend it to us..."

"Xu Cai Nu's Mansion!" Liu Mo Nong pondered for a while, and said, "Xu Cai Nu sent someone to send me an invitation a few days ago. Regarding this month's Xu Mansion Poetry Festival, after careful calculation, the day is approaching, it seems It's tomorrow. Now I'm sick in bed, so it's inconvenient to go out. Why don't you take the invitation and go there for me tomorrow? If you have a chance, you can see the handwriting of 'Die Lianhua'."

"Why is this?" Shen Jiaru was a little puzzled.

Liu Mo Nong handed her a manuscript of poems with Li Shangyin's "Jinse" written on it, and said, "Go and check, whether the handwriting and calligraphy of the two are the same!"

"Checking the handwriting?" Shen Jiaru was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, showing an incredible expression: "You suspect that the talented Jinling Su Yixuan and the genius doctor Su who healed and saved people are the same person? Do you, do you have any evidence?"

"There is no proof for the time being, it's just my intuition. However, this Jiang Chengzi is better than the two widely circulated poems, with a profound artistic conception. It writes the kind of separation of life and death, poignant and painful to the extreme, I'm afraid it will be universal. No one can do it. Since Uncle Ke is convinced that he has seen Young Master Su Yixuan stay overnight at Xiangyun Pavilion, and he can’t find anyone, so he used a pseudonym, then it is possible for Su Shenyi!”

"Yeah, why didn't I think of it!" Shen Jiaru showed a sudden look, feeling that although Liu Mocong's guess was bold, it was reasonable.

Liu Moonong added: "Xu Cainv once invited the eldest Miss Bai family in Bairunlou, and asked her to convey the invitation on her behalf, hoping to bring Su Yixuan to appear. If he can appear at the Xufu poetry meeting tomorrow, then you will be able to see with your own eyes. seen."

After Shen Jiaru heard this, she immediately became interested, and she was full of expectations for tomorrow's Xu Fu Poetry Festival!

(End of this chapter)