But the bright moon shines on the ditch

Extra* Parallel Time and Space After Xu Zhiliu’s Death—I Send the World to the World with a Head Full of Snow
In the spring of the seventh year after Liang Peiqiu's death, Xu Chengzhi was admitted in spring, and Xu Zhiliu truly passed away the day before the imperial examination. The spring and summer bowl buried in the tomb suddenly burst out with dazzling light one day, and then lost its color. Dark patterns formed like lotus petals and were immortalized on the wall of the bowl.

Xu Zhiliu wandered around in troubled times for many years, but in the end he could not see Xiao Liang for the last time.

The eternal song will never be fulfilled in this life.

After Xu Chengzhi entered the Hanlin Academy, Ah Yao found an official letter while sorting out old things at home. The official post was sandwiched among the books in the box in Yunshuijian. The cover was yellowed and the corners were curled. It looked a bit old. The outer cover was in Xu Zhiliu's handwriting. It must have been a post he had written for someone.

Ah Yao didn't pay attention at first, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong. How could an official post written for someone else be in the book? As soon as I thought about it, I took the thin slice and cut a corner, and found that there was a universe hidden under the outer seal.

There was a suicide note inside.

It's Liang Peiqiu's handwriting.

After Ah Yao came to Beijing to settle down, the first thing he did was to give this official letter to Xu Chengzhi. The two looked at each other under the candlelight for a long time. Xu Chengzhi asked Ah Yao: "Have you seen it?"

"No." Ah Yao shook his head, "I'm not sure if she wants others to see it."

"If you don't want to, you don't have to write it down, right?"

Ah Yao bit her lip: "Then let's watch it together?"

As a result, a picture scroll that had been sealed in the dust for 14 years in Wanqing was slowly opened.

Xiaoliang Shu:
There will be an incident tomorrow, and I feel a lot of fear in my heart. I don't know whether I will succeed or fail, and I can't do it again. Once something happens, he will surely die. He has been here for a long time. He has no attachment at all. He only regrets that the incident has not been resolved. It is really difficult to let go.

It is a pity that I thought of my appointment with you to enjoy the cool air and enjoy the lotus flowers in the summer.

Shi Nian said that every time you are tired, sleepy, troubled, or have a knot in your mind, you will definitely go boating in the middle of the lake, avoid the surroundings for a short time, and wander among the green lotus and white lotus. The fragrance is gentle, the body and mind are relaxed, and it must be interesting.

In the past three years, my legs and feet have been inconvenient and even more restricted. I am like a wild bird in a cage, unable to be free, and I have not been able to resolve my heart like you.

The imperial doctor said that I was suffering from severe poison, weak constitution, and excessive worries, otherwise I would have lived a few more years. But in such a world and such a life, so what if we live a few more years? Just add a few more thoughts. If the eunuch is not removed, there will be only pain in this life, and living will always be a drag. It is better to go to the underworld to meet you early, and only think about the scene when I met you to enjoy the lotus, but in the end, I can't have both. Even if I try it briefly in my dreams, I will often feel scared.

Brother Liu, the world cannot tolerate me.

I know that it is a pity that I could not express my feelings to you.

I remember when I was in school when I was a child, the teacher told me about Yuan Zhen and Bai Juyi's lifelong friendship as poets. In the ninth year after Yuan Zhen's death, Bai Juyi wrote a poem called "Meng Wei Zhi" (Wei Zhi is Yuan Zhen's surname).

"At night, we travel together in dreams, and in the morning we are full of tears." Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen reunited in the dream. They traveled together hand in hand, chatting energetically about world affairs and the common people at dawn; they denounced the turmoil in the officialdom and the filth of the officialdom; they laughed at the evil villains. , Hypocritical gentleman... But there is always a time when I wake up from the dream, and my tears wet Bai Juyi's silk handkerchief, and I had no intention of wiping away the tears.

If we can't meet each other in life, all the things in our dreams will be in vain. Yuan Zhen will no longer be involved in Bai Juyi's birth, old age, illness and death. Yuan Zhen was buried under the Yellow Spring, and the mud was eroding his body. Perhaps it had already mixed with the mud and turned into dust. Bai Juyi only temporarily lived in the world with his head full of white hair.

But I still can't help but imagine that they will definitely meet each other, right?
Just like me and you.

When the teacher talked about it at that time, I still couldn't understand it. Now I am crying every word and every sentence.

Brother Liu, I think I have limited talent and learning, and I feel ashamed and inferior. I dare not interact with you. You are not Yuan Zhen, and I am not Bai Juyi, but I am experiencing the same nine years, perhaps far more than nine years. I know that my obsession cannot be tolerated in the world, but I can't help myself, and it's hard to control it. In this life, I was born because of you.

If there is an afterlife, cause and effect will follow the same path.

Maybe this is not what you expected, but you are gone, so please forgive my obsession. If that's not possible, I also hope you can answer me personally.

can you come back? Let me hear your voice again and see your smile. Even the way you look like you are busy with paperwork and worrying day and night makes me heartbroken. I miss you very much.

But can you come back? Brother Liu, can you come back? How about meeting again?
I know, this sound cannot.

Another regret, and the biggest regret, is that I couldn’t personally let you know it.

Brother Liu, perhaps I can only understand you as a human being if I have walked the same path as you. But the world is so big, how many like-minded people can we have? I don't dare to hope too much, but I am willing to give it a try. I believe that soon after my death, the letters that you and Mr. Xia Ying have exchanged will be made public. The Baicai reform is your hard work, and you are seeking skin from the tiger for the prosperity of the entire Jiangxi porcelain industry. You are willing to destroy yourself and take the lead, so you can be called a hero.

I can't see that day with my own eyes.

This kind of regret is the same as the regret of not being able to see you wearing a hairpin and walking around the streets. Although it is regrettable, there is also happiness. Since I can't see it, I should be able to go to Huangquan earlier. When I go there, I gain something. Can I end this bitter life as soon as possible? To me, it should be a beautiful thing.

Maybe if I try another way, if I can live a few more days and have both, I can hear Jingdezhen singing "Fishing and Killing the Family" again, right? But, but, I can't wait to see you again.

Can I see you when I get there?
Maybe.

Maybe not. But I am also willing.

Brother Liu, this life is short, full of sorrow and joy, a mixture of pain and joy, and I am very satisfied.

Just wait for me, I will come to see you soon.

……

According to historical records, for the sake of the emperor's reputation, the evidence Liang Peiqiu handed over during his lifetime was not made public. After Emperor Wanqing passed away, the previous dynasties were all gone. Xu Chengzhi entered the official career and was helpless.

Xu Zhiliu was notorious throughout his life and has never been vindicated.

There is some innocence, and that's it.

No one cares, and it is rare to respond.

He walked too quickly and failed to see the handwritten letter with his own eyes.

If you have more regrets, you may be happy.

This life is over. (End of chapter)