The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 209 A Heavy Rain

Zhen Qingping stood quietly for a while, the noise in his ears had nothing to do with him, he watched the yamen servants start to pack up the corpses, and suddenly felt a chill on his face, he reached out his hand to touch it, it was a drop of water.

"It's raining! Everyone, let's go, there's nothing to see!"

The people around were crowded to watch the excitement, and then dispersed, Zhen Qing looked up at the sky expressionlessly.

The black clouds were so dense that it felt like the sky was falling down, making it suffocating.

The raindrops fell one by one, coming fiercely, hitting the ground and splashing a white mist.

He exhaled heavily, and in just one breath, the rain became heavier again, hitting his body densely, and he even felt a little pain.

He couldn't tell exactly where the pain was, he just felt that the pain squeezed out from the cracks in his bones, covered his whole body, merged with the cold rain, and kept tearing him apart.

Zhen Qingping's tightly pursed lips turned slightly white, and he held his breath in his heart, choking him so much that he just wanted to vent his frustration by screaming and roaring, but his good upbringing for so many years restrained him, so he was in such a dilemma, repeatedly torment.

He raised his head to let the rain wash his face, his Adam's apple rolled, and a silent sob overflowed.

People coming and going around looked at him and shook their heads silently.

"Hey, who is that? What are you doing standing there?"

"Who knows? She looks pretty, maybe she's frustrated in love?"

"Walk, walk, do you still have the time to talk about this? It will rain heavily in a while, and everyone will be drowned!"

The vendors cleaned up their stalls swiftly, and there was chaos between the sky and the earth.

The sound of treading water "slap" and "slap" came one after another, Zhen Qingping gradually couldn't hear it, his mind was full of what Zhao Lu said in the Mingguang Palace, Qingshan said sorry to him...

He didn't hear footsteps behind him, and he didn't notice someone stop.

It wasn't until a warm touch came from his palm that he slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, he saw the scene of thousands of raindrops pouring in. In a trance, he felt that the sky was sharing his joys and sorrows.

But soon, the scenery in his sight changed, and an oil-paper umbrella slanted in, blocking the wind and rain.

Zhen Qingping blinked in surprise, looked down, and saw Xiao Yu standing beside him, holding his hand weakly with one hand.

Xiao Yu looked up at him, and sighed, feeling pity and helplessness, she took out a clean handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to him, "Back then, little uncle borrowed my hand to drive away the heat, but today I will lend you Warm up."

Zhen Qingping curled up her fingers unconsciously, and squeezed Xiao Yu's hand tightly. In fact, Xiao Yu's hand temperature was still lower than that of ordinary people. However, Zhen Qingping stood outside for so long and was drenched in the rain again. It also fell down, cooler than Xiao Yu, and only then did I feel the warmth.

"Ayu..." Zhen Qingping didn't speak much all day, but when he spoke now, his voice became hoarse at some point.

Xiao Yu passed the handkerchief forward again: "Little uncle, wipe your face first, your clothes are all soaked, go back and change into a clean one, be careful not to catch a cold."

Zhen Qingping took the veil and wiped it casually on his face twice, and smiled wryly: "Go back? Where are you going back? I used to think that a man's ambition is everywhere and his home is everywhere, but now, I don't know what to do." Where are we going?"

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly suggested: "The stone monument at the head of the Seven-Arch Bridge has been prepared, and it will be erected today. It should be finished by now, do you want to see it, little uncle?"

Zhen Qingping's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt a bit of anticipation: "Okay."

Xiao Yu nodded, turned around and was about to leave, Zhen Qingping put five fingers on the handle of the umbrella and said softly, "I'll do it."

"En." Handing the umbrella to Zhen Qingping, Xiao Yu just led him away.

Both hands were not idle, Zhen Qingping suddenly felt that the daze in his heart dissipated a lot.

The rain in March was strong one after another. In less than a quarter of an hour, the accumulated water almost covered the hem of the shoes.

There were basically no pedestrians to be seen along the way, even if there were any, they were trotting all the way wearing bamboo hats, coir raincoats or holding umbrellas. It was too rare for people like Xiao Yu and Zhen Qingping to walk in the rain, and no one could bear to pass by them Just take a look.

However, Xiao Yu and Zhen Qingping didn't care what others thought, they still kept their previous speed, walking slowly but firmly towards the Qikong Bridge.

The Qikong Bridge was quite lively, surrounded by people wearing the clothes of Jingzhao government office servants.

"It's raining so hard, why don't we come back tomorrow?"

"Yeah, it's not easy to do it in the heavy rain. Go back and tell your lord. I think His Majesty can understand and won't blame you."

"Isn't that good? The monument was proposed by the prince. What if the prince is not happy if it is not completed as scheduled?"

"You can't say that. We have indeed erected a monument. It's just that we haven't had time to engrave the name of the inscription. We originally wanted to let the people be a witness, but there is no way for it to rain suddenly."

"That's right……"

A group of people were chattering, Xiao Yu and Zhen Qingping stood not far away and listened to the general idea. The engraving on the stone tablet was finished, but the signature was not signed.

"Go and have a look."

As soon as Xiao Yu and Zhen Qingping approached, someone saw it with keen eyes, and hurriedly called everyone to salute Xiao Yu: "See the prince for humble posts!"

"Why did the prince come here?"

Xiao Yu shook his head: "There is no need to be too polite on a rainy day. I heard what you said just now. It is really difficult to deal with rainy days. You should go back first. As for the payment, I will make it up tomorrow."

"Did you bring a carving knife?"

Zhen Qingping asked suddenly, the yamen servants looked at each other blankly, but the leader reacted quickly, took out a delicate carving knife from his arms and handed it to him: "The humble officer brought it."

Xiao Yu watched Zhen Qingping take the carving knife, and immediately understood what he meant, "Little uncle, do you want to carve it yourself?"

Zhen Qingping nodded: "I happened to bump into him, it's probably God's will, let me send Qingshan for the last ride."

Xiao Yu didn't say much, and waved to the yamen servants: "Then you go back first, and leave this to the king."

"Yes."

The yamen servants were overjoyed and left in a hurry.

Xiao Yu took the umbrella and said to Zhen Qingping, "Then little uncle, I will hold the umbrella for you."

Zhen Qingping looked at her gratefully, and hooked her lips: "Why don't you persuade me?"

"Why should I advise you that a person should have some stubbornness in his life, shouldn't he?"

Zhen Qingping smiled gratifiedly: "What A Yu said is true."

He first walked around to the stele to look at the engraved things in front of it. The stele was called Changming Stele, which meant that the sparks were always bright. Even if the body died, the spirit would shine like a star forever.

The year of birth and death of Nan Qingshan, hometown, etc. are engraved on the bottom, briefly telling the story of the case, and at the same time alerting the world, praised Nan Qingshan's talent and courage, and rectified his name, named him the first champion, and opened the double champion This is undoubtedly an encouragement to scholars all over the world.

　A person should have some stubbornness in his life, right?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)