After I was reborn, I became Mrs. Chief Assistant

Chapter 12 Poor

Xie Jie looked at him, and the next moment he heard him say: "Young girl Yun Zhuo has a pitiful background. In the past, when I was in the capital, I was weighing my reputation as a teacher in the circle of noble girls, so I didn't dare to make things difficult for her. But if I wasn't here , I think her days will be much sadder, and I will ask adults to take care of her."

"In this world, there are people who are humble and humble. Why do you feel sorry for her alone, sir?"

He asked this question, not because he was born in a noble family and didn't know the sufferings of the world.It's because in his opinion, no one with ability and skill will be pitied.If you don't have that kind of ability or skill, you don't deserve to be pitied.

Mu Guiliu raised her eyes, and said: "She is lazy, she likes to play tricks, and she is not very motivated. But there are too many people in the world who are hardworking, honest, and only want to go up. I like her. For one thing, that is, she has an energy in her body."

"The kind of energy that I want to do, I must do it, I am very happy when I see it. My lord has walked all the way, and the wind is smooth, and I don't understand the sorrow of a noble family. Most people seem to accept this kind of sorrow from birth. , to sacrifice for the family, or sacrifice for the fame and future recognized by the world."

As he said that, he smiled: "But Yun Zhuo didn't. She knew she had learned well from me, so Yun Huan could value her, but she was still self-willed. When I talked about the art of war, she listened carefully, and answered if she didn't understand. The family has to study carefully; when I talk about poetry and history books, she gets impatient and just sits there and dozes off."

As he spoke, he recalled the scene when he saw Yun Zhuo for the first time. Compared with children of the same age, the little girl was too thin and lacked manners. too much.

It was those eyes that moved him with compassion.

"Speaking of which, when I took over Cheng'er from the patriarch and kept him by my side, he also had such a vigor. Yun Zhuo and him are actually the same kind of people."

This is the second time Xie Jie heard this name in Mu Guiliu's mouth. He lowered his eyes and remembered that there is a word "Cheng" in the name of the head of the Mu family now.

However, a mere concubine of the Yun family is also worthy of being compared with the young Patriarch of the Langya Shuangbi who is also called the Shuangbi of the Wang family?

Realizing that he had talked too much, Mu Guiliu coughed lightly, and said, "Anyway, when I leave Beijing, please take care of Yunzhuo."

Xie Jie nodded in response.

……

After Yun Zhuo returned to the yard, she lay back on the bed. She closed her eyes and hugged the brocade quilt tightly, but she still felt that it was not enough.

it's too cold.

In my memory, there is no year as cold as the 22nd year of Qianyuan. The heavy snow fell for a long time, the capital city was covered with frost, and the mountains and rivers were all gray.

She rarely opened the door and went out of the yard, wanting to see the snow scene.But he didn't expect to hear a shrill scream when he walked halfway.

She lowered her footsteps and walked over to see the concubine who had been domineering in front of her a few days ago passed out on the ground, with blood and tears streaming down her face.Standing in front of her was a man in white, with a cold face and dignified manner, a thin and narrow sword in his hand was dripping with blood, the blade of the sword glowing with cold light reflected the concubine's face mottled with blood and tears.

Then, she heard the man say: "Since the eyes are useless, it doesn't matter if you want to gouge them out. I heard that this is your prince's new favorite recently. In my opinion, she is far behind the fourth girl of the Yun family." .”

"At least the Fourth Miss Yun wouldn't be like this... She bumped into this official trying to get her. In the past, I heard that there were many beauties in the palace, but when I saw them today, I felt that if there were all such beauties, your lord might be out of his wits." sick."

The snow gradually stopped, and the troupe in the city also sang from "The wilderness is cold and the horse is neighing, and the road is returning to the cloudy mountains for thousands of miles" to "For him, he is like a flower and a beautiful family, and the years are like water".

And she, she died on a spring morning when the water broke through the ice.

The year I died, the spring scenery in Kyoto was no different from previous years, and it was still a good scene with willows piled up with smoke everywhere.

"Whose tomb is this?"

In a daze, she heard someone asking this question, but she tried her best to open her eyes wide, but she couldn't see the scene in front of her clearly.

Then the distance gradually narrowed, and she saw a man dressed in white among the grass all over the mountains and plains, with long hair tied with a snow-green silk ribbon, eyebrows like distant mountains, and deep-set eyes.

Hearing the words, the servant standing beside him hurriedly got off his horse and went to check. After brushing off the wind and sand on the stele, the handwriting buried by time gradually appeared. He replied: "My lord, it is the tomb of the late Princess Duan. I just don't know, Why are you standing here?"

According to the rules of the Tian family, the princess died and should be buried in the fiefdom.

How can you stand here?

Yun Zhuo suddenly remembered what she said to Pei Yan before: "My life is not a very happy life. Since I was born, I rarely have the ability to make my own decisions. But I think there is at least one more thing, I can do whatever I want. After I die, I want to be buried on a green hill outside the city. There must be a river at the foot of the hill. In summer, there will be children who grow up in the countryside picking lotus and catching fish. There must be a road beside the river, all year round. , fishermen, woodcutters, carts and horses, all pass by the road."

"I want to take a good look at this world. Ji An, can you promise me?"

At that time, Pei Yan said, "Why wait until after death? Now I can also take you on a long horse and sing songs all over the world."

Later, she didn't wait for Pei Yan to take her on a tour of the mountains and rivers, but she waited for this cemetery.

Weeds were overgrown beside the tomb, growing to the height of half a person, and the deep and shallow footprints stepped on the surroundings, which looked very bleak.

"He is also a poor man." The man got off his horse and ordered his servants to buy a jug of wine.

He pulled out the weeds, and brushed the dust off the tombstone with his wide, clean sleeves, then took the wine bought by his servants, poured it on the tomb, and said in a nostalgic and remote tone: "I was greedy for profit and wealth when I was alive." , there is a pile of yellow sand behind you. When you were so beautiful in Kyoto and famous in Daye, have you ever thought about today?"

Yun Zhuo felt that this was really something that no one could say.She is so pitiful, yet he is still sarcastic?
Then she heard him say: "But it's okay, people are always going to die. Holy sons and gods, the poor and the humble, will die after all. In the future, when I go to the underworld, I only hope that you have passed away in reincarnation. Don't forget, Don't love anyone again next time, it's not worth it."

Suddenly, the voice of Huang Zhong Da Lu sounded in my ears, the world collapsed, the spring mountain, the old tomb, the snow scene, the mourning of the beauty, all mixed together from far and near, and blurred again, only the one in white was left man, he wields a sword, he mocks, he pours wine, he sighs...

Xie Jie, Xie Jie.

Yun Zhuo sat up, tears streaming down his face.

He pities her.

The world uses her, mocks her, deceives her, and murders her, but that dignified and cold official has pity on her.

But Yun Zhuo couldn't figure out why Xie Jie met the teacher.

She suddenly felt uneasy, seeing the rain outside the window, she still wiped the tears on her face and called Hong Xiu to come in.

She is going to ask her husband, what is going on?

(End of this chapter)