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Chapter 34 Guangling San ([-])

That night, Su Yuanheng was habitually not in the Su Mansion, and Xue Ling was happy alone.I wanted to pack my luggage, only to find that the clothes from two years ago basically didn't fit well, and there was only one hair crown left.

In the past two years, fly camp dog Gou, sometimes as a young lady, sometimes as a servant, but not the old Pingcheng boy
Xue Ling was stunned for a while, then, with a faint candle, tied his hair, and had a long sword in his hand, he finally vaguely retrieved some old days from the bronze mirror.

Things are impermanent. In the past, she always wore men's clothes and combed her daughter's hair accessories.So far, everything has fallen apart.She was wearing women's clothes and tied a man's hair.

Slightly the same is that I always feel that my face is not so like my own.

The second day is the winter solstice, which is also a big day in the Liang Kingdom. Every family has to stock up on winter food, and then young and old eat round rice, praying for a full, warm and healthy winter.

The Su Mansion was no exception. Seeing that the servants and servants were busy in and out, they said that Master Su would be coming back in the evening.

Xue Ling has not been in such a comfortable state of mind for a long time. Standing under the eaves, he stretched out his palm to catch the chill of early winter.
This is the fun that I cultivated in Pingcheng when I was a child.During the winter solstice, it was already very cold in the city of Pingcheng, and the fog was especially heavy in the morning.Xue Yihan will also bring a group of soldiers to hoard winter, seeking auspiciousness.

Every year on this day, Lu Wen'an carried little Xue Ling into a thick fog early in the morning.When you stretched out your palm, you could see the mist churning on your hand, and with a little breath, it was even more like a dream.

"The more you catch, the more blessings God will give you. Can you be more respectful and hold it with both hands."

"Dad said that there are no ghosts and gods in the world, and actions are all up to people's hearts."

It's a pity that there is no fog or Lu Wen'an in the capital these days.Since falling into the water, there is no Uncle Lu in the world, and she has nothing to protect.

When Su Yuanheng entered the door, he saw a jasper-like girl standing there, although only the side face was visible.But it is no longer the gloomy expression of the past two years.The blue silk reaches the waist, and the smile is beautiful.

Excellent, there is only one less in this house.

Halfway through lunch, Su Yin put a carved brocade box and a pocket of broken silver into Xue Ling's hands.The red sandalwood is inlaid with conch shells, more than a foot square.

Xue Ling didn't know what was in it, and didn't care much.I only saw that on the seal, it was written in a hairpin and flower script: "The Su family in the capital, welcomes you."

Turning the box aside, Xue Ling asked, "How is Song Cang?"

"Civil and military have never fallen, and he is a talent that can be created."

The three of them didn't say a word, and after finishing their meal, Xue Ling left the Su Mansion.

Although it is the winter solstice today, the weather is fine and the streets are still lively.Xue Ling picked up a long sword and put on a pair of tight-sleeved night clothes, and settled down at an inn quite close to Jiangfu.

In the past two years, she has also been to Jiang's house twice, but the Jiang family has never seen Xue Li's shadow.

Xue Ling planned to go again tonight. If he couldn't find it again, he would just kidnap someone and ask.Maybe Xue Li was sent to a place far away from Tian's family, but I don't know.

In order to prevent lack of energy at night, I hurriedly made up sleep in the afternoon, woke up and ate something, and it should be five o'clock in the sky.

At this time, it was too early to go to Jiang's house, and there was nowhere worth going to.Bored, Xue Ling opened the box given by Mrs. Su.

On the top was the Peace Sword and a silver sachet.The sachet was the one that Mrs. Su gave when Xue Ling blocked the way.Now give it to her again, I don't know what it means.

However, the Pingyi Sword was a pleasant surprise. After all, it belonged to the Su family. Xue Ling thought about it the night before and returned it.Today's recovery, people can not help but excited.

Further down, there is a silver note of 5000 taels, the Su family is really generous.

Open the bank note, it is a stack of letterheads.Xue Ling couldn't read the handwriting, and only after reading a letter did he recognize Song Cang's.

There are dozens of letters in this stack. It seems that Song Cang's letters have not been broken in the past two years, but Mrs. Su has detained them.

I don't know what happened, but the order of the letters was disrupted. Xue Ling arranged for a long time according to the date of signing.

It was indeed Song Cang's own handwriting, and she had an agreement with Song Cang.If it is peaceful, the word Cang will be less than one water.

When you read the envelopes, you can see the changes of the distant deceased.The original letter was written horizontally and vertically.This is the literati's favorite font, and my father let him practice it for a while.

In these letters, the young man's mind is immature, nothing more than missing his father and brother.Going further down, the handwriting changes little by little, and eventually becomes the wild grass of the pen.

"Thinking about the disaster of the Song family is like a year."

The last few letters actually changed back to official script, but compared with the original, it doesn't look like the handwriting of one person at all.Come to think of it, it is also living in another body.

After reading Song Cang's letter, Xue Ling let out a long sigh of relief. Finally, he finally caught something in the past two years.

Looking back at the box, it was already over.But judging from the width of the outside of the box, this is only half the height of the box body, how can there be nothing left?
Xue Ling picked it up and shook it twice, there were some rustling voices inside.She never loved things, so she took a sword and cut off a corner of the box.

Sure enough, there is a mezzanine, and there is a stack of letters underneath. It took some effort to take it out, only to find that these letters and letterheads have all been torn down.Obviously, it was not for Xue Ling.

The top one seems to be quite expensive.The paper is a fine gold-painted paper, folded several times, only the size of a chip is left.

Xue Ling felt a little strange. She clearly didn't know what the letter was, but her hands were shaking in panic.

The more you panic, the more you can't take it apart, and the more you can't take it apart, the more you panic.Fortunately, this gold-painted paper is quite sturdy, otherwise she would have been torn to shreds.

The paper unfolded little by little, and there was no letterhead or signature in a narrow strip, just a few numbers.

"Xue Yihan died on the twentieth of the peach month."

Without thinking about it, Xue Ling threw the note and hurriedly opened the pile of notes left in the box.

This dismantling, the heartbreaking thing in the past, has come to the fore.

The society held banquets day and night, and the emperor collapsed.The sixth prince succeeded. ——Hundred officials guarded the spirits, Xue Yihan did not return.The new emperor was furious -- before the war started, Tuoba Xian begged for relatives to Liang. —— Princess Wuyou’s heart secretly promised. --- State Minister Counselor Xue Yihan, relying on military merits, ordered the emperor to commit murder. ——The prime minister, Xue Yihan, lied about the military situation, and did not return to the state mourning. ——Sixteen cities in the northwest have no battles. ——Princess Wuyou and relatives——Xue Yihan joined hands with Song Bai to assassinate Princess Wuyou, blocking Liang Hu Qin and Jin, in order to consolidate his own prestige. ——The three divisions of soldiers and criminal officials tried Xue Yihan for more than [-] cases, and the nine tribes were guilty of the same crime. ——Song Bai handed over the second city of peace, causing the fall of Ningcheng and the scorched earth in the northwest.

Xue Yihan was given to commit suicide, and Song Bo was beheaded.

The past that she didn't participate in finally invaded her mind bit by bit in another way.

However, how could it be? On the day the late emperor died, it was clearly outside the city where the Hu people were hoarding troops.How could Tuoba Xian arrive in the capital after a few days?

Her father was honored all his life, how could he joke about Northwest?How could Song Bai become a traitor?

There are only a few numbers on the letter, which shows that it is just a message, which may not be true.Xue Ling held the sword and paced back and forth in the room.

Everything in the world can be checked, in time, in time.When she finds Xue Li, she will return to Pingcheng.There will always be people alive who know what that war was like.

Foot wind flew with the note on the ground, and the gold-painted note flew in front of him again.

When Xue Ling picked it up, it was "Xue Yihan died on the twentieth of the peach moon".

A thunderstorm exploded in my mind, how could it be March [-]?When he returned to the capital, it was already the beginning of April.

At that time, the Song family had not yet executed.After all, it took only two or three days for the decree to be convicted. How could her father die on March [-]?
That day, she and Lu Wen'an should have just left soon.How could her father die on March [-]th before the tribunal had yet to go to trial.

Xue Ling kneaded all the shredded paper on the ground into a ball and threw it into the charcoal basin.Carrying the peace and going out the door, she wanted to ask Mrs. Su.Where did these come from? Where did they come from?
All actions depend on the human heart, but only the human mind cannot.

As soon as I think about it, the day is green and the devil is born.

(End of this chapter)