The oath of rebirth not to be a concubine

Chapter 216 Missed
On that day, Helian Yunzhang wore a four-clawed dragon trailing robe, walked along the red carpet of a thousand meters along the south gate, and walked 99 steps of the white jade ladder, slowly marching into the Qiankun Hall.

The prince is defending the crown, and the drums and music are playing together.

He bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and walked to the side of the dragon seat. The old emperor held the eight dragon jade gold crown and tied his hair.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live, His Royal Highness, thousand years old, thousand years old..."

All the civil and military officials knelt down, saluted and chanted, the resonant voice spread from the universe to the entire palace, and from the palace to the entire holy capital...

Standing under the dragon seat, he looked down to be worshiped by all the officials, but in the dark, he raised his eyes and turned his eyes to me.

On that day, I was wearing a court dress with a luan tail rolled in gold and a court hat with a gold silk gauze crown. I stood beside the nine-turning dragon lacquer pillar and worshiped with all civil and military officials.

Maybe there was an arrangement in the dark, but I just raised my head at that moment and met his eyes among thousands of courtiers.

Wearing a dragon robe with four claws and a golden crown, the former prince Ruyu has become the prince of the country.

He suddenly smiled, just like the senior seat in the banquet hall of the General's Mansion back then, casual and light, but those eyes that were once clear to the bottom are now bottomless.

The sea of ​​the past has become a cloud of the past.

From this day onwards, there is no longer the Royal Prince Helian Yunzhao, but a Prince Yunzhao...

There are joys and sorrows in the affairs of the world. There is a lot of pride on this side, but it is extremely desolate on the other side.

On the fifth day when Helian Yunzhang became the reserve, there was news from Qing Guohou's mansion that the old matriarch had passed away.

When I got the news of the shrimp, I was in the palace of the princess, holding a wolf hair and a white scroll, and drawing the dead branches and small birds in the distance. Draw a heavy ink mark.

I hurried to Qing Guohou's Mansion, full of cries, endless white banners, I walked heavily to the bedroom...

The old lady was lying peacefully on the couch, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, but she couldn't open it anymore, and kindly called me "Qingmu girl..."

At this moment, my tears flowed down uncontrollably.

I really don't want to admit that she's gone, I want to eat the pastry she handed me, and read the Diamond Sutra to her a few more times...

The Buddha told Subhuti that all Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should subdue their hearts in this way, and all sentient beings and the like.

If it is born from eggs, if it is born from wombs, if it is born from dampness, if it is born by transformation.

If there is form, if there is no form, if there is thought, if there is no thought.

If there is no thought, it is not no thought.I will make them all enter Nirvana without residue and pass away.Such is the destruction of immeasurable, countless and boundless sentient beings.There are no sentient beings who can be saved.why...

On the day of the old matriarch's funeral, Xiqi had the biggest snowfall of this winter.

The sky and the earth are all white, and it is plain white to the eye. It is hard to distinguish whether it is Lingma or snowflakes. Yellow paper money is flying, rustling like fallen leaves, endlessly bleak.

I walked behind the team that sent her off, looked up at the sky, and felt infinitely sad.

The old lady who loved me so much since childhood is gone...

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it creaks under the feet, as if the snow is crying.

Along the way, I remembered many things and many people.

I thought of my father, my mother, my younger sister, and the blood stain of Feng's family that day.

I thought of Chuqi, the fat student who had become an enemy, the nineteenth princess Helian Yunshang who married and died, and even more the scene of meeting the old lady for the first time.

After so many years, everyone has looked the best, but now, they are already different.

I knew that birth, old age, sickness and death are common things in the world, but seeing it with my own eyes makes me feel uncomfortable...

This heavy snow fell from early morning to evening and didn't stop until midnight.

I couldn't sleep, so I put on a thick silk canopy and stood under the eaves, looking up at the moon hanging in the sky.

Until Chou Shi, the moonlight turned to the east, I turned and went back to the house, unfolded the pen and paper, and took the initiative to write the first letter to Su Huo.

"Snowstorm suddenly fell in Shengjing today, spreading the sky like goose feathers. The frontier is cold and cold, remember to add more clothes, have hot soup before meals, and soak your feet before going to bed. Remember, take care of your body."

Just a few words, full of instructions, I folded the letter paper and sealed it with wax. I wanted to send it overnight, but after thinking about it, I was wrong. I turned around and went back to the table, wrote a set of sizes according to my memory, and called Luzhu to come over. She went to look for the embroiderer overnight, and according to this size, she must get out a set of cotton robes at noon tomorrow.

"Yes, servant girl will do it now." Luzhu replied, and trotted out the door.

The conditions in the frontier are rough. The last time I saw Su Huo's middle coat was a bit worn out. He has been away for many years, and he may have never licked his clothes. The cotton coat I let him sit on may be able to resist the wind and cold...

I stood in the room for a while, and the brocade raccoon suddenly barked a few times behind me. I turned my head to see that a brocade raccoon was bouncing vigorously in the glazed ball, and the other was huddled in the ball strangely. is motionless.

It's not back, it's warped...

I hurried over and poked the wall of the ball a few times, but the raccoon inside was still motionless, I shook it a few times, and the little thing didn't move either.

Suffered, can't it be dead...

This is a gift from Xuanyuan Chen.

I wobbled a few more times, feeling ruthless, slipped out of Mo Que and cut on the wall of the ball.

"Crack..."

The blade of Mo Que cut the iron like mud, and the glass ball shattered in response. I threw the broken wall of the ball on the table, and carefully held the brocade raccoon.

The body of this thing is soft, and the neck seems to be still warm...

Suddenly, the little thing opened his eyes, rolled and stood up. Before I could be surprised, it kicked its calf, jumped out of the palm of my hand with a whoosh, and rushed out along my open window. After jumping into the snow, It disappeared in a moment.

This……

I was taken aback for a moment, looked at the other raccoon that had calmed down, then looked out the window, and finally gave a wry smile.

It's really perfect, and I have learned to cooperate with the inside and the outside, and I was actually cheated...

Forget it, just run away, stay in the small ball, how can you feel comfortable outside.Jinli belongs to the mountains, let it go.

I walked to the bookshelf and picked up another glazed ball. Mo Que had already touched the ball, and finally he didn't cut it off.

This one stayed with me the longest, and I couldn't bear to let it go.

Moreover, it was personally given by Xuanyuan Chen...

I fed it some snow dew and put it back in place.

Early the next morning, Lu Zhu brought the cotton-padded clothes I had made, and I wrapped them together with the letter, and rolled up a portrait of Su Huo practicing martial arts that I drew last night based on my impressions, and sent them to the border.

In the early morning when it just snowed, the air was very clear. On this day, there was news from the Prince's Mansion that the Crown Princess Baili Tianni got up to go to the garden in the morning, slipped on the ground and fell down, six in her belly. The one-and-a-half-month-old fetus can be saved, but Baili Tianni broke her arm and can only rest on the couch for three months.

Baili Tianqi was supposed to stay and visit, but there was news from Dongmu's departure side that the sixteenth prince Murongduo of the original Beili wanted to restore his country, and he had led his troops back to the two cities, and at the same time sent another team People and horses wiped out the team that landed in the king's city and called the emperor, and even planned to counterattack Dongmu...

In the evening, Prince Dongmu, who had been in Xiqi for several months, threw everyone out of the city through the pipeline and returned to Dongmu.

Before he left, he had been to the princess mansion, but Ming Qi and Dong Hu stopped him at the door again.He stood there for a while, then finally turned around and left, as if he was not reconciled, but someone sent a letter over again.

This letter is made of brocade and silk, with green bamboo embroidered on the left and right corners, and there are only two lines on it: If I were Qing Emperor in other years, I will repay it and bloom in the peach blossom.

again this sentence...

At this time, if you are still in the mood to send me poems, you should think about how you should have a headache...

I rubbed the brocade to pieces, flicked it lightly with my internal energy, and the silk flakes turned into silk threads, which scattered with the wind.

There was a trace of warmth coming from the black jade on my wrist, I gently stroked it and held it in my hand.

There are four seasons in a year, spring and summer do not know autumn and winter, cold rain does not meet winter snow, so there is a miss.

On the third day after the old matriarch was buried, Ji Yunchang, who rode his horse all the way, finally returned to Shengjing.

As soon as he entered the Mansion of the Marquis of the State of Qing and looked at the mourning silks that hadn't been torn away, he knew everything.

Walking slowly to the hall, he fell to his knees with a plop.

Not saying a word, not talking or complaining, as if there is no emotion, kneeling, it is a day and a night.

Early the next morning he had a chill from fatigue and grief.The Marquis of Qing sent someone over and asked me to take a look, so I changed into a plain robe, put pearls on my hair, braided it diagonally, and put a string of pearls on my forehead.

Reflecting in front of the mirror, plain, but not out of courtesy, then go to Hou Ye's mansion.

(End of this chapter)