box of hearts

Chapter 59
1.
For the past six months, Qingtian has lived a completely different life.

Since Qi She spoke that day, Second Sister Duan didn't dare to play tricks, and immediately sent someone to spread the news, saying that Qingtian suddenly became seriously ill and temporarily "removed her brand" and could no longer engage in business.Mr. Feng waited for a few old customers to come to visit, and the second sister Duan also blocked them in every possible way, revealing some clues in a roundabout way.Although these masters are all rich and powerful, they can't squeeze their arms together. Despite the complaints, they can only watch Qingtian's water card being removed from the flower name, and thank the guests from then on. .

Qingtian moved out of Huaiyatang's most famous two-storey walking horse building, and moved into a small house in Xiaokuayuan.Across a wall, over there were celebrities and beauties serving wine, while here, she burned a burner of incense and copied the entire volume of the "Tripitaka" word by word.In the past, she also roughly flipped through the introductory "Diamond Sutra" and "Avatamsaka Sutra"...and used it to make fun of Mu Yun: "The realm of Nirvana is so boring. I don't know why there are so many people who practice Buddhism." Now thinking of her own experience. Nonsense, with a wry smile.This kind of ignorance is only because she has never tried to swim with pain at all.Right now, all she wants is the eternal peace of suffering.His hands were sore and his eyes were astringent, and he was writing in densely packed lowercase letters.In the beginning, those words were just words, and she would still be completely defeated and overwhelmed with pain by a similar figure from the back, a familiar jade pendant, or even a charming and resentful "Lang ah" in the lyrics.But gradually, she began to be stupid for half a day to a scripture, and some cold peace occasionally replaced the non-stop heart-biting pain.And in this secluded Qingxiu, apart from the fake mother Duan Erjie or a group of close sisters, the only visitor in Qingtian is Qi She.

Every three or five days, he would come to visit her.Sometimes I bring bitter medicine to cure her stomach problems, or some strange fragrances; sometimes I accompany her to cook tea and sweep snow, and play a game of dumb chess; Words have entered the country again; sometimes I have half a day to spare and talk to her about some irrelevant words.Once, his eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse. It was obvious that Wenshan Huihai hadn't slept all night, and he continued to tell jokes one after another, tirelessly.Qingtian smiled politely, not without being moved, "Third Master, there are so many important things waiting for you, you are so busy, you don't have to always come and accompany me."

He deliberately swept his throat, and spoke again, still hoarse, "It's not that I accompany you, I know you don't need my company, it's me who misses you and bothers you to accompany me. Also, I'm so familiar, Don't be old 'you', 'you', listen to the original, just call 'you'."

From now on, he is her "you".

To this "you", without realizing it, Qingtian talked about many deep thoughts.He will memorize a passage of Buddhist verses very familiarly first, and then laugh at himself, "Look, I can explain all the truths to myself, but I just can't figure it out and feel uncomfortable."

Qi She added an ingot of fragrant cakes to the copper hand stove, and said slowly: "Eight winds can't move, just cross the river with one fart."

Qingtian was taken aback for a moment, then laughed "puchi".For the first time in a long time, she was actually smiling with joy.

This is a famous public case. It is said that when Su Shi was in Huangzhou, his poems flourished one day, and he chanted: "Ji Shou Tian is in the middle of the sky, and the light shines brightly. The eight winds cannot be blown, and he sits on a purple golden lotus." It means the profoundness of Buddhism, In the face of symmetry, ridicule, slander, reputation, profit, decline, suffering, and joy, the four obediences are unwavering, solemn and stable. It literally praises the Buddha, but in fact it is secretly boasting that one's heart is not a thing. Turning detached.After the poem was completed, Su Shi specially sent someone to send it to Zen master Foyin of Guizong Temple for a glance. Who knew that after reading the poem, Foyin wrote such a word under his friend's proud work with a wave of a pen: "fart".Su Shi was furious when he received the reply, and he took a boat across the river to ask Foyin to comment: "What's wrong with this poem?" Come." Su Shi had an epiphany.

"Su Dongpo is not exempt, let alone you and me?" Qi She closed the stove lid and handed the stove to Qingtian in a faint fragrance, "Truth is truth, feeling is feeling, who knows who hurts, There is no substitute. I understand, and I came here too."

Qingtian realized something, "What are you talking about—?"

"Well, my father." He nodded serenely, "My right leg is the souvenir he left me. I told you that on the day I was eight years old when I became the heir apparent, a tree fell from the sky in the Palace of the Emperor. The crossbeam broke his leg, he recuperated for several months, and then he became lame when he went to the ground, and lost his reserve position. After all, he was a child, and he was only obedient when he was himself. Although it was uncomfortable, he had to accept his fate. After a long time For nine years, after I fled back to China as a hostage in Tatar, I found out that my father was secretly instigating everything. I have always understood what kind of person my father is, but at that moment, my already healed leg The bone started to hurt again, so painful that I sat on the ground on the spot, holding my calf and dripping cold sweat. When I was in Tatar, I often went to hunt wolves, and once I was bitten by a wolf, that was the feeling: you hurt, it hurts like hell , but there is something more terrible—" Qi She was silent for a moment, as if waiting for something to run over him a little bit, "fear, the deepest fear. There was a time when I wished I could just cut off this leg , because as long as I look at it more, it will attack, and the cold air will come out layer by layer from the cracks in the bones, just like a living monster."

"What about now? Well, is it over?"

"Okay, it's over," Qi She looked at the white jade wrench on his thumb, and turned it slightly half a circle, "it's all over. Now I look at this lame leg, and I still don't like it very much, but it doesn't It won't hurt anymore, it's like it never hurt. So don't worry, you'll be fine, and you won't lose an arm or a leg, you'll be perfectly fine, and you won't even have a scar Down."

Qingtian's reaction was a twisted smile with the corners of his mouth pulled down, "Are you so sure?"

"A person's whole life is like trying to survive in the mouth of a wolf. Everyone is doomed to die in the end. Most of us, when we were bitten by a wolf for the first time, we were limp on the ground, just waiting to be swallowed. But there are always some people who can knock down one wolf after another until the fateful time comes. If there are only two kinds of people in the world, you are the latter."

Qingtian still had a wry smile, "Third Master, thank you."

"This is not a compliment. You are a natural fighter, so God will give you more ups and downs and fights than others. Fortunately, as long as you can survive the worst, you may get the best." He stood up Strolling to the window of the gable wall, he stretched out his hand to push the window open, and immediately felt a gust of cold air after the snow fell.He turned his face away, and there was a gleam of reflection in the deep black eyes.

"The snow has stopped, let's go out with me tomorrow."

2.
From this day onwards, from time to time, there were two oil wall carts waiting at the back door of Huaiya Hall.Following Qi She, Qingtian almost played around the capital city: enjoying the snow in Xiangshan, looking at the moon in Lugou, boating in Shichahai, watching the sunset at the Golden Terrace... When the day was dark and smoky, he took her to a new place: the temple. front street.

Miaoqian Street is just opposite to the west of Miaoyou Street, also known as Cuzhi Street. As the name suggests, it is the famous cricket arena in the capital.Every July and August, a street is full of Ququ insects, and every household opens to set up gambling.

Seeing the car stopped here, Qingtian asked in surprise, "What are you doing here at Cuzhi Street?"

Qi She was wearing a lynx leather gown, half an inch of black hair was exposed at the neckline and hugged his neck in the wind. It was a lion's mane, which was dignified and dignified. "Cuzhi Street, naturally come to fight crickets."

Qingtian was wrapped in a white fox coat with a pinched waist that was hot inside and out, like a delicate little fox. "Can you fight crickets in winter?"

He smiled without answering, and led her through a small black painted door.The front of the gate is inconspicuous, but after bypassing the screen wall, there is a unique cave: there is a bend in the flowing water, a curved bridge, and behind the bridge are five magnificent halls with blazing lights.Zhou Dun and He Wuwei, who entered the door together, were obviously familiar with this place, but Mu Yun looked around curiously.A man who looked like a boss had been guarding the bridge, and hurried forward like an order, "My lord is rarely free today, so I want to show you my face?" Then he took a sneak peek at Qingtian behind Qi She, and called "Girl!" ".

Qi She only said "um", but Zhou Dun spoke to the man behind him: "Old Bai, do you have any good teeth recently?"

The old white cat bowed its waist and responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, there are a few good ones, which are rare in a century."

"If you say that, the prince must take a look at it?"

"Yes, yes, the young one will present all the best mouthfuls in a short while. If the prince is interested, he may as well choose the fighting general himself." Lao Bai said, and led the group of people into the hall at the same time.

It's strange to say that it's freezing cold outside, but once you step through the hall door, it's hot, and there's no such thing as a brazier or stove to keep warm.At the back of the hall, there are eight extremely flamboyant maidservants standing on the left and right, and together they greeted Qi She and Qing Tian with blessings, "Please take off your clothes here."

Qi She walked out through a small door in the east of the hall by himself, although Qingtian was suspicious, but the fur clothes he was wearing were too hot to wear, so he also walked through the west gate with a few maids from this room.When you go out the door and turn left, you enter a small vaulted corridor, and at the end of the corridor is a big room.The room was also full of spring, and there were two rows of huge wardrobes. The maids opened the doors one by one, "Is there anything you like, girl? Or should we pick one for the girl?" All kinds of shirts, jackets and skirts, and embroidered precious shoes of different sizes are all brand-new and high-quality palace materials, and even the top garment shops can't keep up with this lineup.

(End of this chapter)