Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 306 The Hypocrite

Juehui turned her eyes to look at Du Guangwu, her eyes were soft and focused, and there was a slight smile on her lips: "Because Yumen County is far away from the border, and there is no news from most of the people, and it happened to be a disaster in the Tang Dynasty, so the border is not close." An Ning, there are always troubles caused by refugees. Therefore, after giving birth to Shiro, Du Xingjian was not in a hurry to write a letter to repay the family, so the matter was delayed until the year when Shiro was about one and a half years old. When it came time to transfer back to Dadu Ren Huben Zhonglang, he told the girl that after returning to Dadu, he would put Shiro in the genealogy and give him a correct name, and the girl agreed."

At this point, her expression gradually became cold, and her voice became cold: "But, no one thought that the first emperor suddenly had a seizure. At that time, Du Xingjian was leading a group of us After receiving the news on the way to Dadu to take office, Du Xingjian... showed his true colors."

Raising his sleeves and wiping the corners of his eyes, Juehui's always compassionate eyes showed a look of resentment for the first time, and his voice trembled: "Du Xingjian is still a few days away from Dadu. The girl was placed in a very remote farm, and all our servants were detained in the farm, not allowed to go out, and many guards were sent to guard. And he left with Shiro himself. Since then, the girl... ...then never saw Du Xingjian again, and never saw...her flesh and blood..."

Juehui's trembling voice stopped, and a trace of deep sadness crossed Wenxiu's face.

She turned to look at Xiuzhu beside her, and after a long silence, she suddenly laughed, the laughter seemed to be sad and angry, but also sarcasm, and her voice became full of ridicule: "After putting the girl in the farm At that time, Du Xingjian... this hypocrite told the girl that he just went back to check the direction of the wind first, and he would return soon. He put the girl in the farm to protect the safety of the girl, and said that he, as the son of the Du family, You can't ignore the family's reputation, you can't put the Du family in danger just because of a girl from the Huan family... At that time, he seemed to have forgotten how his official position could rise so quickly if he hadn't married the Huan family. This hypocrite... ...cough cough cough..."

A violent cough suddenly interrupted Juehui's words.She bowed her waist and kept coughing, as if she wanted to cough up her guts. The hand holding the bamboo trembled uncontrollably, her cheeks were swollen, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Du Guangwu was slightly startled, and took two steps forward involuntarily.

"Don't...don't come here..." Juehui let out a low cry, put her hands on her chest and hurriedly stepped back a few steps, until she was some distance away from Du Guangwu, she just stood still with her back leaning on a pole of bamboo, bent over He was gasping for breath.

"Don't come here, Awu...Shiro don't come here...I'm...an old problem..." She spoke intermittently, while shaking her hands, she took out a very small gourd from her sleeve, He unplugged and poured something into his mouth.

A pungent medicinal smell emanated from the little gourd, with a slightly pungent smell, which made people feel bitter when smelling it.

"Are you okay?" Du Guangwu stared at Juehui.

"I'm fine...cough cough..." Juehui coughed and shook her head, stuffed the gourd, put it back in her sleeve, then leaned her body against the bamboo, closed her eyes slightly, her pale face But his cheeks were terribly red.

The potion seemed to have a miraculous effect. After a few breaths, Juehui's cough eased a little, and the sound of panting was no longer as harsh as before, but the two sickly flushes on her cheeks never disappeared.

Du Guangwu stood there, looking at her fixedly.

After about half a quarter of an hour, Juehui's complexion finally returned to normal, and she slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Du Guangwu.

"I was in a hurry just now, and coughed a little bit harder, which disturbed Ah Wu. It's not always like this." She said apologetically, lifting her sleeve and wiping the corners of her lips.Her demeanor looked a little tired, but the warmth and concern in her eyes were stronger than before.

She looked at Du Guangwu lovingly, and said softly: "Awu, don't get too close to me, don't get sick."

Du Guangwu looked at her with a complex expression, with sadness and joy on his face, but also emotionless.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, they just stood opposite each other quietly.

The twilight is getting darker and darker. In the western sky, a crescent moon appeared at some point, and a lone star is on the side of the moon. The distant starlight is cold and indifferent, like a god looking down on the world. eyes, looking coldly at this reckless world.

Juehui let out a long sigh.

Sometimes, she would feel that those dusty past events might just be a dream.In the dream, there are betrayal, injury, pain and fear of death, but also some nostalgic happiness and warmth.

However, it was just a dream after all. After waking up from the dream, she still lived her life quietly, chanting and copying scriptures, planting vegetables and watering fertilizer every day.The closed door of the nunnery is a shackle, locking her into this peaceful world like stagnant water, but locking her out of the past and the world of mortals.

But now, this young man standing in front of her, his facial features and charm, his expression that he tried to suppress, the dust on his sleeves and boots, and his painful and sad eyes, all these reminded her Looking at her, it was not a dream, but something that actually happened.

Her former master, Huan Jiuniang, whom she relied on most, had died, in that cold, snowy winter.

Juehui closed her eyes.

She was immersed in the absolute darkness for a while, and then opened her eyes again.

At that moment, her demeanor has returned to calm.

The Buddha talked about emptiness, about extinction, about living as passing away, and passing away as living.However, if you don't destroy the past, how can you talk about the emptiness and disillusionment, and how can you die towards life and live towards death?

Juehui breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly felt her body lighten, and the mountain wind brushed past her face, as if blowing away thousands of thoughts, leaving only a sense of emptiness.

She turned her head, stared at the lone star in the sky, and said calmly: "I am the only Huan family servant who survived. I think it must be the girl's spirit in the sky who protected me so that I escaped that catastrophe." .”

There was a bit of softness and memory in her voice, and there was no grief and indignation just now, only a touch of warmth: "The girl is a very gentle person with a calm temperament. From being imprisoned in the farm to when the first emperor gave the Huan family During this period, the girl was normal except for vomiting blood once, but her body was getting weaker day by day. Later, the girl suddenly looked at me and sighed, saying sorry to us Those who followed her also said that Du Xingjian was persevering, ruthless, decisive, and never procrastinating. If Huan's family was betrayed for a felony and someone else changed, many of us might still be alive, but it's a pity that she The one married is Du Sanlang, we servants of the Huan Clan, I'm afraid we will also be implicated by her."

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