Qingchuan History

Chapter 492 Black and White
Ruan Xueyin remembered her sallow and emaciated appearance more than ten years ago.The aunt Song surnamed was not the grass root bark for her to eat, but she was treated harshly because of neither relatives nor relatives, so the food given to her was no better than the grass root bark.

It was the second year after going up to Pengxi Mountain, Jing Ting Ge Fang's skin became fair, and his height also jumped up, of course it was because of the teacher's meticulous care.

The teacher adjusted the young Jing Tingge's sallow and thin face, and the young Ruan Xueyin's weak spleen and stomach and winter lung disease.

Physician and mother.

The two words popped out of her mind at the same time, she was a little panicked, and then realized that she didn't ask Jing Tingge whether she has an appetite or not because she was talking about these old things.

She secretly felt her pulse last night and looked at her arm.

No abnormality in pulse phase.The sand is gone.

The pulse phase cannot be judged on the basis of a moment.So her little spirit is worth asking.

"I see that you are different from His Majesty Wei Jun this time."

"It's no different." Jing Tingge raised his eyes to look at the village, and then used his fingers to block the sunlight and looked out through the gaps between his fingers, "There were always differences in the past. Last night, Murong Lin and Shangguan Shuo were defeated successively. Now I am very annoyed." , I'm afraid I'll be annoyed for a while."

Ruan Xueyin pondered for a while, "I can understand Shangguan Xiangguo. So he doesn't want to put King Su to death?"

"He swore when his mother and concubine were dying that he would not hurt his brother's life."

"It's not a homicide. You don't have to blame yourself too much."

Jing Tingge laughed, turned around and continued to look at her between fingers,

"You want to say I'm the one who killed it. Shangguan Shuo is also the one who was killed." She moved her eyes to look at the sky, it was too bright to see the sun clearly, only endless white light,
"You think so, so he naturally thinks so, and everyone who knows the whole story will think so."

The five fingers of the palm completely covered her face, and the sun was shining again, so she couldn't see her expression at all.

"Going as far as yesterday, I can't think of a better countermeasure if I don't want to start a war. Let's talk about Shangguan Xiangguo and King Su," Ruan Xueyin said, and the gulf between Shangguan Shuo's face solidified in the heavy snow appeared in his mind. Listen to the sound of the wind in the middle of the night,
"In terms of right or wrong, you should pay your life debt. So it's not counted as your killing, or even homicide," said Gu Xinglang, "just bear it."

Jing Tingge kept looking at the sky through his fingers, which was extremely dazzling, "I still want to ask you, Gu Xinglang really doesn't want to pursue it?"

"I also want to ask you." Ruan Xueyin turned to look at the child, who was still not far away, and was still throwing stones by herself. The king conspired, His Majesty the First Sovereign must have known or even fundamentally—”

"Ruan Xueyin." Jing Tingge suddenly put down his hand, walked two steps closer and said in a low voice, "Qi Jun has already recognized the murderer as Murong Lin and Shangguan Shuo in front of the world. If you mention Wei Zhongzong and today's Wei Jun, It is slander."

Whether Wei Zhongzong knew about it back then is directly related to the essence of the matter.The monarch himself plotted the situation, so the matter should not be private anyway, it is a national hatred; and the situation last night, it was more determined as a family hatred——

Only family hatred is about revenge for injustice and revenge for injustice, and it keeps the country and the people out of chaos.

"You didn't know, right? The truth about Fengting Pass." Ruan Xueyin fixed her eyes on her, "They didn't tell you. So Gu Xinglang intercepted you in Yinbei and gave you options. If you agree, you have to agree, or if you don't agree, you have to promise."

Jing Tingge remained silent.

Ruan Xueyin had nothing to say.

"You have helped the country of Wei get out of trouble at the lowest cost, and you have saved thousands of innocent lives." She said after a long while, "If I were Lord Wei, I wouldn't annoy you, but I should thank you."

"You are you. He is him. The people of the world are the people of the world. Do you believe it? No one thinks that I saved anyone except you. They will say that Jing Tingge borrowed Qi Jun's revenge, except for the ambitious King Su. And pushed the Shangguan family out to take the blame and harmed a generation of celebrities. I am such a cruel and merciless person with a bad reputation, girl," she deliberately paused, biting these two words again,

"It's right to be judged like this, and it's a joke to be praised."

"You got rid of King Su to strengthen his rule, and you used Shangguan's family to pay off the debt of Wei Guo's life. Others don't understand, he should understand."

"Even if he understands," Jing Tingge gritted his teeth and grinned, "after all, he lost his good friend and lost his elder brother. Whether he understands affects his sadness, and he can only blame me for his sadness."

Above the game of chess, someone has to do bad things.Everyone understands this, and Jing Tingge also understands, she naturally walked to that position.

It's only natural.

Natural and deadly.

Ruan Xueyin felt speechless again.Dynasties change, national hatred and family hatred, it is difficult to judge right or wrong, the position is easy to be right and wrong, the confusion of black and white is nothing but gray and dusty.

"You insist that Wei Zhongzong should know, and you think it's a national conspiracy," but listening to Jing Tingge's continuation, the tone became closer,
"Gu Xinglang definitely thinks the same way. But he made a promise in front of everyone in the world last night."

Ruan Xueyin didn't know how Gu Xinglang planned.In the middle of the night, Jin Yuchi didn't have time to ask, let alone, he was not in the mood.

"I see you don't look good." She was a little tired of thinking about the gray smoke and dust, and looked at the other's pale face seriously, and finally asked after deliberation:

"Is the menstruation as usual?"

Jing Tingge's expression looked like he didn't understand a word.

When she seemed to understand, her complexion changed suddenly, from red to black, and she said "I'm sick" and hurried to the farmhouse.

Ruan Xueyin looked at her back getting farther away, and was in a daze. After a while, she saw Gu Chunfeng standing on tiptoe at the door of the house shaking the silk to herself.

Aren't you leaving after eating?
Thinking of who was in the house, she felt a headache, she moved slowly and followed the Chunfeng into the door, there was no one inside, and then in the backyard, a group of people were squatting, standing, sitting, or doing their hands or watching—

Weaving bamboo strips.

"It is said that I can make all kinds of baskets, baskets, flower vases and small things on weekdays, and sell them in a larger village in the south." Gu Chunfeng whispered, "Ji Wanling saw it and was very interested, so I insisted on seeing it. The others I don't know what kind of evil has fallen into each of them, and they are all interested, no," she curled her lips and glanced at the open space where the sun was pouring down on the piles of bamboo strips,
"That's it."

An old man with half white beard and hair is weaving a basket, which is quite large and looks very strong, and it is almost finished.

Ruan Zhong squatted aside and gestured with a few light-colored bamboo strips, all invisible, and he couldn't see what he was going to do.

Ji Wanling sat on the small stool on the other side, also holding the bamboo strips two or three times, concentrating and making movements as if embroidering.

While doing his handwork, the old man pointed out Ji Wanling's movements, and at the same time chatted with Gu Xinglang who was squatting in front of him.

To the west of the courtyard is the kitchen. Inside, a man and a woman are cleaning up. They must be the head of the house. They looked nervously at the courtyard from time to time, or because they were too inattentive, they broke two dishes one after another, and the crisp sound came out.

"Such a mighty army, coming from Fengting Pass, who doesn't know who we are." Gu Chunfeng continued in a low voice, "It's scary enough, you have already broken several bowls before you came."

The conversation with Jing Tingge just now is still in my ears.So much so that the sunlight in the courtyard, the crisp sound of the kitchen, and the gentleness and suddenness on everyone's faces that steal half a day's leisure are all precious.

Maybe it's just for the quietness of such years.Ruan Xueyin suddenly thought.Then Ruan Zhong stood up in the sunlight and walked over, holding the same tied bamboo strips in his hand.

"Give."

For a six-petal flower, the soft bamboo strips are bent into petals one by one; the small petals are bent out slightly higher in the gap between the big petals, which are pistils; the central bamboo strips embrace each other to form the heart.Small and exquisite, the bamboo strips used are also few, but it is very delicate.

If this was a Shangguan banquet, he would have scolded him directly.Gu Chunfeng blinked and stared at the flowers in the opponent's hand.It happened to be Ruan Zhong, who had such an antecedent that she was more or less awkward seeing him.

"I'll take it for her." But I saw another big hand reaching out to take it, which was obviously a man's hand, "If things like bamboo strips are not tied tightly, they are easy to get hurt if you carry them around."

It was Gu Xinglang, who was neither sick nor slow, calm and calm, said so, and looked at Ruan Xueyin,

"I'll keep it."

Ruan Zhong didn't move or let go of the hand holding the flower. "I gave it to her."

"Brother's heart, of course." Gu Xinglang still stretched out his hand in front of the flower, "It's still the same sentence, as a husband, I am afraid that she will be hurt by bamboo sticks, so I will take it on my behalf."

(End of this chapter)