After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 596

Zhong Liyuan.

Qin'er stood in front of Zhongli Ruohua, holding a bowl of bird's nest soup in her hand.

She looked at the little lady's face.

The little lady's face was originally round and round, but it was a very beautiful rosy white color.

But now...

Now the little lady's face has become noticeably thinner.

The originally fragile skin also lost its luster.

Seven days have passed since the incident in Xishan.

During these seven days, the little miss has been sitting in front of the window of the boudoir of the third miss.

Rarely eats.

He didn't even close his eyes for a moment.

She was looking at the poems written by the regent that Miss San had copied down, and she was also looking at the peach tree outside the window.

The flowers on the peach tree have almost all fallen, and she must have memorized those poems by heart.

But she...

Her tears have dried up.

The color in her eyes was still gray.

The little lady is only six years old.

She lost her favorite sister, and the brother-in-law she talked about all day long.

It seems that because of this, the little lady's childhood is no longer there.

"Sister Qin'er,"

"The servant is here."

Zhongli Ruohua looked at the sunset outside the window and suddenly said, "You said that after death, people go to the underworld,"

"I heard that you have to pass through that Naihe Bridge, and you have to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup at the head of the bridge..."

"I heard that after drinking that soup, everything in the previous life will be forgotten."

"Those people, those things, are all forgotten."

"Sister and brother-in-law don't know if they have reached the Naihe Bridge."

"If they all drank the Mengpo soup, wouldn't it mean that they were strangers to each other after crossing the bridge?"

"If we are strangers to each other...wouldn't my sister be very lonely?"

"Isn't brother-in-law also lonely?"

Qin'er was startled, and pondered for a moment, "Miss, the love between Miss San and Young Master Li may have moved the world."

"Although the underworld has its own rules, but... maybe Lord Yan will give them a break."

Zhongli Ruohua nodded slightly, and she looked at the papers on the table again.

"I seem to have matured earlier than my peers."

"I can understand some of my brother-in-law's words now."

"Like this one."

Zhongli Ruohua picked up a piece of paper and read in a low voice:

"Ten years of life and death are boundless,

Not thinking about it, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of graves, nowhere to be bleak.

Even if you meet you should not know,

His face is covered with dust, his temples are like frost..."

"At the beginning, I just felt that this poem was too bleak, and I felt that my brother-in-law is a person with a story."

"Grandma said at the time that brother-in-law is a bit strange."

"The person who wrote this poem must have experienced a period of extremely difficult days...suffering for love, suffering for love."

"At that time, I didn't understand the meaning of grandma's words."

"Now, I understand a little bit."

"Brother-in-law...it's not easy!"

"He and his sister met on March [-] last year, and then they got to know each other and fell in love again. I saw it all in my eyes, and I felt happy for them."

"But now, after we return to Guangling City or Kyoto, the tomb on the west mountain has really become a lonely tomb for thousands of miles, and there is no place to talk about desolation."

Qin'er listened, and suddenly felt that the little lady sitting in front of the window seemed to have grown up.

The words she said were no longer those who went to the street to buy lollipops, or went to a certain place to watch the excitement, etc. in the past.

She was grieving for the relationship between Miss San and Mr. Li.

At her age, even sadness should be short-lived.

At least it shouldn't be so deep.

But now it seems that the little lady has fallen into the love story between the third lady and Mr. Li.

"Miss, this servant feels that... if Miss San and Mr. Li are alive in heaven, they don't want to see you like you are now."

Zhongli Ruohua put down the paper in his hand, and looked at the sunset outside the window, "Then what should I do to make them happy?"

"The servant feels that you should cheer up and be happy."

"Mr. Li handed over the country to the eldest son of the emperor. This servant thinks that you should go to practice martial arts and become a master like your grandmother."

"In the future, you will be able to create another powerful family to protect Ningguo and the hard work of Mr. Li."

Zhongli Ruohua's eyes gradually lit up.

After a while, she nodded, "You're half right!"

"I really should go to practice martial arts, and I should become a master like grandma to protect Ningguo."

"But I will not create a powerful family."

Qin'er was startled, "Why?"

Zhong Li Ruo Hua's mouth curled up: "Because I won't marry when I grow up!"

Qin'er was taken aback, and wanted to say something, Zhongli Ruohua went and said, "I'm hungry, this bowl of bird's nest is not enough, you ask the kitchen to get me some more food... more meat!"

"it is good."

Qin'er put down the bird's nest in her hand and was about to turn around when Zhong Li Ruo Hua asked again:

"Where did Sister Chuchu go?"

"The fourth princess left yesterday with the Detachment of Women, saying that she was going to Mobei to build a Ningxiu pawn or something."

"Oh... what about Brother Amu and the others?"

"They went to the capital with the eldest son of the emperor, and they left this morning."

Zhongli Ruohua took a bite of the bird's nest, "They're all gone...I'll stay in Shuzhou to guard the graves of my sister and brother-in-law!"

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The top of the West Mountain.

Xiao Baozi had already left on the little black donkey.

It was about noon when she left.

It was almost evening.

The top of the West Mountain is already deserted.

Just under the setting sun, a young monk in a moon-white cassock walked to the top of the mountain.

He stood on the top of the hill and looked around.

What I saw were residual flowers all over the ground, and blood stains all over the ground that had turned black.

Holding a Zen stick, he walked through the peach forest, walked to the Jishan Temple, and stood in front of the grave.

He squatted down, carefully looked at the inscription on the stele, and suddenly showed an expression of disbelief.

"Li Chen'an... you are actually dead!"

"You're dead, that five-year agreement...wouldn't it be impossible for you to keep the appointment?"

He stood up.

Behind is the long shadow drawn by the setting sun.

He is not a monk!

He originally came to look for Li Chenan.

It's not like fulfilling that agreement in advance.

Rather... to send an extremely important letter to Li Chen'an!
He was originally a closed disciple of Monk Jiudeng.

Last autumn, his master Jiudeng monk fought Wu Xichen, although he won, he was seriously injured.

In the winter of last year, Donglin Temple destroyed Xilin Temple, and the master died in battle!
At that time, he was on his way back from Wu State to Yue State.

When he returned to Xilin Temple, he realized that the two temples had merged into one and became the Zen of Yue Kingdom.

The presiding abbot became the Great Monk Jijue of the original Donglin Temple.

The master died in battle and should have avenged the master, but the will left by the master forbade him to take revenge!
He became a homeless wandering monk.

But then another big thing happened.

The Great Monk Ji Mie who went to Ningguo is back!
Great Monk Ji Mie and Great Monk Ji Jue were originally brothers, but they got into a fight for some reason.

Both are great masters.

Lose both sides again!
Great Monk Ji Mie left again.

I heard that he went to Ningguo again.

In Sifeng City, the capital of Yue Kingdom, Monk Bu Nian met Princess Hanyue.

Princess Hanyue gave him a letter, asking him to go to Ningguo and give the letter to Li Chenan.

Princess Hanyue said that this matter was extremely serious and involved the struggle for the throne of the Yue Kingdom!

She also said that after seeing Li Chenan, she said that a girl named Yang Duoduo asked him for help.

Monk Bu Nian, who had nowhere to go, just came to Ningguo, but was dumbfounded when he came here.

Li Chenan is dead!
What should I do?
Monk Bu Nian raised his head and looked around, suddenly felt that there is nowhere to call home.

After thinking about it, he turned and left.

I have to go back to Yue to tell Princess Hanyue the news.

Just as the monk Bu Nian left, another old monk came here.

He is He Xishan!
He looked at Monk Bu Nian's back, thought for a while, but didn't call Monk Bu Nian back.

He also stood in front of the grave and looked at it for a while.

murmured:
"Sow the cause, reap the fruit...everything is created by the mind."

He didn't leave.

He went to cut wood on the mountainside.

To rebuild Jishan Temple!

He wants to continue living here, and then... wait!

(End of this chapter)