Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Fu Bazhen looked at me, saying, "Do not come to him again in the future."

"what?"

As soon as I heard his words, I subconsciously felt that my head was hot, as if there was a fiery flame that suddenly ignited from the soles of the feet, and the anger immediately encroached on my heart.

It's almost subconscious, and I'm going to get angry, but when I look at the old face and the dark eyes, I can't see any focus, I finally forbeared and stunned and opened my mouth, but my breath was not so good. OK: "You want me, don't come to him again?"

"Good."

"..."

I gritted my teeth and looked at him, and suddenly sneered: "Mr. Fu Da is really not easy to do. There is no such thing as a small child. Even the little children's private affairs, they have to decide for your students."

Fu Bazhen also smiled, but there was not much temperature in that smile: "Who made him the disciple chosen by the old man himself."

My complexion changed.

Speaking of this, he sighed, his chaotic eyes turned to some empty place outside the promenade, where the white snow reflected in his eyes, as if full of cold and clear light, after a long silence, he suddenly Said: "Do you still remember that when you were old in Xishan, you always wanted to plant sycamore?"

"..."

I froze and wondered why he suddenly mentioned the incident in Xishan that year. Shouldn't he tell me lightly?

I thought about it, and just nodded my head slightly: "Um."

"The weather in Shu is not good, it is always cold and wet, and the soil in Xishan is not good. The seeds are easily soaked. Later, the trustee sent the saplings." He smiled: "The result was that Flower seedlings. "

Then, he turned his head to me: "Your father said that in such a place, it is better to plant a sycamore."

My face sank slightly.

As soon as some people mentioned some things, the atmosphere became more and more cold, but Fu Bazhen still said to himself: "The old age is not a world full of peaches and plums, but there are always some flowers and fruits planted. But some, yes You ca n’t do it because you do n’t want to plant it. Some ask others to do it.

Listening silently, at this time I seemed to feel something, raised my head, facing those chaotic eyes, and the light of Qing Ling Ling inside, he was facing me calmly, as if also looking into my eyes, and I always saw the deepest point: "Only he is the one who wants to grow old."

"..."

My throat was a bit dry, I struggled for a while, and said hoarsely: "So what?"

"So, the old man didn't want to watch this good seedling grow to half and he was pulled out."

My face chilled, and the unspeakable and unexhalable anger swelled in my chest. It took a long time to say something stiff: "Then, what do you intend to make this seedling look like?"

"..."

"A towering tree, a wise man?"

"..."

"How much can a person carry? You, as well as the emperor, do you really count on him to save the world, millions of people?" Then, as if I heard in the prison in Yangzhou, Nangong Lizhu I ca n’t help sneering at those things I said to myself today, but this time, I laughed at myself.

How much can a person carry?

Fu Bazhen blinked and looked at me, saying unhurriedly, "Why not?"

I frowned. "What?"

"In this world, there are indeed a lot of people who will follow the wave and follow the times to do what they should do; but there will always be some people who go against the current and change the times to do what they want to do."

"..."

"These people are few, and they are crazy, silly in the eyes of most people."

"..."

"But it doesn't mean there isn't. Even if everyone is ridiculed as a lunatic or a fool, they will persist."

My voice was shaking a little: "What do you think he is like?"

Fu Bazhen smiled, "The old man chose him as a disciple, naturally because he has the superiority that ordinary people don't have." Speaking here, he seemed to laugh: "Otherwise, there are thousands of people in the world, why do you also think Did he? "

Although he couldn't see it, he seemed to feel that my face was getting ugly.

After waiting for me to speak, Fu Bazhen continued: "His background is really bad, he was too late to learn, but when Zhuge Kongming came out of the mountain, he was close to standing, Jiang Ziya was still doing Weishui fishing when he was sixty years old, what about late? Very good, the old man taught and educated people these years, except you and-"He paused, after all, did not say the name:" In addition to you, very few people have met such people. "

"..."

"Just, his life is bad."

I froze for a while, and just heard what Fu Bazhen said, "At least, in Yangzhou, his life was not very good before you left him."

As soon as I heard it, my face sank: "What do you mean?"

Fu Bazhen looked at me calmly: "Don't you understand?"

"..."

"Lightness, you know how much effort it took the old man to get him up."

I froze. Every word he said was very simple, but it made me feel like I didn't understand: "What? What stood up? He--"

"Lightness, like a man like him at the beginning, lost his mother, lost his wife, lost his daughter, not even his family, just go on the road alone, what do you think he should be?

"..."

I just felt that my heart was pinched severely, and there was an unexplainable swelling spreading, even the limbs and five bodies seemed to lose consciousness.

What should he be like?

Why have I never thought about it?

All I can remember is that when I met again, the misty morning in the bamboo forest, he stood in front of me, his eyes were cold, his expression was peaceful, with the calmest and most indifferent expression and muzzle--

"Suddenly, I don't want to trap myself there, I want to go for a walk, so I just leave ..."

That's it.

He said that, so I believed, but it turned out that it wasn't ...

At this time, it seemed to me that I suddenly realized that these words were not as plain as he said.

I still believe him too much, and it ’s also because of the earth-shaking changes that happened to him once again, that calmness and strength, which can be used in the chapel, and that he can fight against strong enemies in the valley, and he almost made me forget Now, he was not Liu Qinghan, but Liu Saner, the most ordinary and ordinary fisherman. He had no knowledge, no reliance, and lost his mother in prison. My wife also gave him the most With a heartbreaking blow, I and Lie were lost, and even the madness of Yin, who regarded him as a dependant, had disappeared, leaving the place where he lived in the freezing winter. How lonely is his back when such a person is on the road, how desolate is his heart?

Rather than saying that he was going to walk around, it was a kind of self-exile.

Because everything is lost, because nothing cares.

Thinking of this, I just felt that my eyes were hot and burst of tears, almost bursting into tears, and hurriedly reached out to cover the trembling lips.

Although Fu Bazhen was invisible, he seemed to be able to feel every change around him. He slowly turned his head towards me and sighed softly: "The old man said this, not to make you sad, but to make you understand . "

I looked up, and there was a dim light in my eyes: "What do you understand?"

"You and his fate may have passed, or it may not have arrived."

"..."

"But neither is now."

"..."

"You and him, one heart is north, one person wants to go south.

When I heard these four words, it sounded like a warning bell was ringing in my ears. I just felt that the whole person was shocked. I just turned around and walked out. I just took two steps and then Looking blankly, he looked back at Fu Bazhen: "At the beginning, did you think so?"

His peace seemed to be cracked.

I continued to look at him: "Did you give up for this reason?"

"..."

This time, it was his turn to silence. From entering Beijing to now, I have rarely seen him look like that. Perhaps, people can take everything into their own hands, it is not bad, but there is only one point, it is human. Out of control.

After a long silence, he slowly raised his head and looked at me: "You tell my husband, what is your relationship?"

I hesitated and didn't expect him to ask me that, but the next moment he smiled coldly: "What is the feeling? If you can make it clear, it is not the feeling. That is the most irrational thing in a person."

Fu Bazhen listened, but shook his head gently.

I frowned, "What?"

"you are wrong."

"..."

"Emotions are half sensible."

"..."

I looked at him more and more puzzled, Fu Ba walking slowly on crutches, and said calmly, "Will you go to a wicked man who set fire to a murderer?"

"of course not!"

"So, if a person is tolerant, kind, upright, selfless, bright and unyielding, will you be emotional to him?"

I twitched my lips slightly: "If the other person is a good person and I love, what will I be able to do? There are millions of good people in the world, so I will not love anymore?"

Fu Baxi laughed chucklingly: "That's right. That's why the old man said that half of his feelings are very sensible, but half of them are irrational."

"..." I looked at him.

"Of course you will not like a person with a bad character. Even if he is rich and enemies, he has the power to be gentle and considerate to you, you will not necessarily like him. This is your reason, and also A good relationship should be rational; however, there are many people with good character in the world, but you just think of one person, and you will not be emotional to other good people. This is the irrationality of the relationship. The road is unknown. "

I frowned and said nothing to him, but after a long silence, I slowly said, "What do you mean by telling me this? You want to say that your choice was the same as it is now Choose the same? "

He smiled indifferently, and those chaotic eyes looked at me with a rare and clear glance among the ten feet of red dust: "The husband said, not himself."

"..."

"It's her."

My face froze.

"Lightness, it was the choice your mother made."