Chapter 483: Words before the grave

Chapter 483: Words before the grave

  Chapter 483 Words before the grave

  Ali looked at the dress that couldn’t fit better, and couldn’t help but say: "Uncle Yun Liu, I want to ask you..."

  "Don't ask." Yun Liu interrupted the little maid's question.

  To ask is to die.

General    has been away from Beijing for a long time, and the girl never let him dress up in women's clothing, so he was very relieved.

  But the girl didn't send him to do any business, so he couldn't help feeling a sense of frustration that was useless.

  Until Qin Wu went out of Beijing secretly with the girl named Akui, there was no more usable person beside the girl, and the feature of going out today was to ask him to follow along, and it was the kind of follower who did not wear women's clothing—

  He was very pleased with this. The girl seemed to have finally discovered his conscience, and finally realized his advantages and usefulness.

  But who knows it’s coming, it’s just a step too late.

  Ali looked at Yunliu tightly, as if a face that was about to collapse in the next moment, couldn't help but "tsk" inwardly.

  As a man, it is such a rare opportunity to have this kind of reasonable and reasonable opportunity to wear women's clothing, how can Uncle Yun Liu cherish it.

  And it’s such a glorious thing as a girl.

  This means that she is no longer taller than a girl, otherwise how could such a good thing fall on Uncle Yun Liu?

But pretending to be someone else is actually very particular. It’s not just a change of clothes like Uncle Yun Liu. Such imitation is soulless-thinking of her as Akui that day to deal with people from the palace. , With superb acting skills, but received unanimous praise from everyone.

  There are even a lot of self-motivated little girls who brought snacks and fruits and asked her specifically for advice.

  She wanted to discuss this matter with Uncle Yun Liu, and teach him some essence for free.

  It seems that Uncle Yun Liu is obviously not keen on this.

  Ali is always the best at trying to figure out the faces of others, and she doesn't want to be boring.

   In the gap between vomiting the peel of melon seeds, he just said: "You don't have to worry about being discovered. The girl said, you only need to eat and rest on time. If monks from the temple come, I will deal with it."

  Yun Liu doesn’t want to hear anything now, so he turns his head and doesn’t speak.

  Ali simply "tucked" this time.

  Don’t say, turning your face in this way, it really looks like an emotional little wife.

  Oh, God, it’s obvious that you can enjoy food and eat.

  ……

   When Xu Mingyi arrived in Fengming County, it was the twilight season.

  She had already changed her menswear, and went to the inn agreed with Wu Zhao in advance. Seeing that he hadn't arrived yet, she took A Zhu to stroll around.

  This is the most lively area in the county. The master and servant strolled around at will, and Xu Mingyi stopped in front of a stall selling folding fans.

When    was choosing carefully, she suddenly felt that someone patted her on the head from behind.

  She knows who it is without looking.

   turned around, and saw Wu Chao standing behind her, looking at her with a smile.

   Xu Mingyi took out two sugar-fried chestnuts from the paper bag in front of him, and handed it to him: “It’s freshly fried and it’s still hot.”

  Wu Chao looked over and saw two round chestnuts with shiny skin lying quietly between the girl's white palms.

  He reached out and took it, warm and warm.

  Chestnut is, so is her palm.

  "Supper is not used yet, right?" He asked the girl while holding the chestnut.

   "I am waiting for you."

   "Let's go then." Wu Zhao had a faint smile in his eyes, and turned around and said, "Go for food."

  Xu Mingyi followed with a pack of chestnuts.

   Both came back to Fengming County for the first time, but Xiao Qi was there. After finding someone and asking about it at random, they quickly listed a few delicious places.

  After all, they came out to do errands, and the two did not go to those restaurants. They picked a noodle shop, ate two bowls of Yangchun noodles and a few dishes, which tasted quite good.

  When I came out of the noodle restaurant, the night was blooming between the heaven and the earth, and there was still a lively scene around.

  Wu Chao asked her: "Would you like to go shopping again?"

   "No, I have to work tomorrow, and I will go back to the inn to rest soon."

  Wu Chao nodded, and the two walked back to the inn without rush.

  For the convenience of taking care of, the rooms for two persons are adjacent to each other.

After washing and taking a shower, Xu Mingyi, who had been walking outside for a whole day, soon fell asleep.

  The lights in the next room were also turned off. The young man put his arm on his back, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

  Thinking that she was next door, or already asleep at this time, he felt that unspeakable joy and joy was constantly growing in his chest, but he felt peaceful and stable in his heart, contradictory.

  Suddenly and dimly, the boy closed his eyes, but the smile on Junyi's face was still there.

  The next day, Xu Mingyi got up as usual.

  After dressing and washing, while holding a glass of warm water to drink, only a knock on the door was heard.

  Azhu stepped forward to open the door, and she saw Xiaoqi’s big smiling face: “Master Xu is ready? My master is waiting for Master Xu in the hall. I want to invite Master Xu to the morning market together.”

  Morning market?

  Xu Mingyi put down the tea cup and stood up.

After leaving the guest room, he looked downstairs through the corridor on the second floor. Seeing that Wu Chao, who had changed into a crow green silk robe, was waiting in the hall, he seemed to notice her sight, and he turned his head slightly and raised his eyes to the floor. Look up.

   Seeing her figure, he smiled.

  Xu Mingyi quickly walked down the stairs.

  The two left the inn together and headed for the morning market.

  Although it is still early, there are already people coming and going on the early episode, which is very lively.

There seemed to be some unresolved moisture on the blue brick road in the morning. The vendors on both sides cried mixedly. A drawer of steamed buns had just been uncovered, and the steaming steam was squeezed into the steaming basket. The aroma came out, steaming white steam The light of the early morning was rushed to pieces.

  In the crowded crowd, Xu Mingyi and Wu Chao walked side by side.

Feeling the excitement of being in the market, and the full of smoke and fire, Xu Mingyi suddenly felt an unspeakable touch in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Wu Chao to his side, but saw that his sight was already waiting for her. .

  Amidst the excitement that is so close at hand, the youth's eyebrows and eyes, which are always cold and noble, seem to be touched with a touch of approachability.

When the four eyes meet, there is a slight smile on the faces of both of them.

  Xu Mingyi clearly noticed that his mood at this time was the same as hers.

  At this moment, walking with him among the crowds of the city, the feeling in her heart is extremely complicated.

  It's not just the love of children between two people, but the true feeling of walking in this noisy world.

What's more, it was the great touch of the lively and peaceful scene before her. She couldn't describe in detail what the touch was, but there was already a very clear expectation in her mind— -She is looking forward to the longevity of this comfort.

  And, it's not just the place in front of you.

  Amidst the hustle and bustle, a warm hand grasped her hand hanging beside her.

  The young man’s palms are clean and powerful, just like the rising sun at this time, which seems to bring comfort and strength to people.

  Xu Mingyi was slightly startled, and slowly shook his hand.

  She knew that he must be able to perceive what she was thinking at this time.

  Some things are destined to be difficult, but someone will do it and try their best.

  The two walked slowly in the market until Xiao Qi chased him up, holding the hot bun wrapped in oil paper in both hands.

  I bought it from the most famous bun shop in the county. I waited for two quarters of an hour just by waiting in line.

  Xu Mingyi took a bite. The hot buns were soft and white, soft and smelling of wheat, and they caught the meat in one bite.

   Seeing that she was eating happily, Wu Chaosui, who had never stood on the street before eating steamed buns, also took a bite.

   Immediately nodded in satisfaction.

   is really good.

Xu Mingyi swallowed everything in his mouth, held half of the bun in his hand, looked at the scene around, and suddenly said softly: "I once heard my grandfather say that when he led soldiers to fight in the first place, he didn't think much about As long as he is not bullied, his staff gradually increased, occupying a few cities, and his life was much better. In his words, he finally didn't have to be frustrated anymore."

  Wu Chao listened carefully.

   "At that time, he had suffered several defeats in succession, and he had doubts. He often asked himself, is it necessary to fight this battle again..."

Xu Mingyi said with a smile in his tone, "Then he went for a walk on the street, ate two biscuits, drank a bowl of mutton soup, and the stomach became warm, so he had an answer. Fight until it's peaceful. Otherwise, I won't find a place to drink such a delicious mutton soup in the future, what should I do?"

  Wu Chao also laughed.

   Then looked at the crowd, and said: "General Xu is a person with great benevolence and righteousness, this is the blessing of the world."

  Xu Mingyi raised his eyes to look at the boy—she believes that he too.

  In her dream, he seemed to be fighting all the time.

  Although he is so strong, he is not a militant person. He runs like that, but it is for the stability of the mountains and rivers.

  This time, they are no longer alone, and she will not be just a bystander.

  They are like-minded people.

  Therefore, she has always been confident about the next road to take. No matter how long and difficult the road is, she can walk step by step. The road is under their feet, and they are walking forward.

  The morning sun rose above the head, and the two walked side by side on the long street slowly.

   At the end of the street, an entourage looked for it.

   "The son."

  The entourage stopped to salute, and said in a low voice: "Qiao's family has gone out and brought burning paper and other things. It should be to worship."

So early?

  Xu Mingyi was a little surprised, so he looked at Wu Chao and said, "Then let's go there quickly."

  Wu Chao nodded.

  Xiao Qi and A Zhu quickly led the horse over, and the group left the town towards Fengming Mountain.

  Qiao Bing is buried in the cemetery behind Fengming Mountain. Fengming County is where the Qiao family’s old mansion is. Before entering Beijing, Qiao Bing grew up in this small town.

  At this hour of Fengming Mountain, there is no one in the back mountain.

  Xu Mingyi and Wu Chao took a short path on horseback. When the two arrived, the Qiao family’s mother and son had just gotten out of the green donkey cart.

The driver who drove the car was dressed as an old servant. He brought up burning paper and other things to follow into the cemetery, but was picked up by the man in the green shirt on the side, "Uncle Ning, I will go with my mother. You can stay here. ."

  The old servant seemed to be accustomed to the worship of the mother and son, and he didn't like others to disturb him.

  Xu Mingyi and Wu Chao have taken a quick step forward to find a hiding place near the tomb of Qiao Bing.

  Behind the mountain, weeds grow in disorder, and there are many places to hide.

Eavesdropping is of course unacceptable, but there is no better way at this time. They don’t know whether Qiao’s family knows anything inside. Therefore, even if they intend to talk to the other party, they don’t know how to start. This is a bad idea.

  Xu Mingyi looked through the gap in the grass.

  Qiao’s mother and son came over.

   Around the tomb of Qiao Bing, it was neatly cleaned up.

  She remembered that Wu Chao once mentioned that the son of Qiao Bing would come to worship at most every half a month, except for the annual death day of Qingming and Chongyang.

  The man in the blue shirt looks younger than his actual age. He is tall and lean, has no beard on his face, has a fair complexion, and his facial features are full of sharpness.

  Xu Mingyi's eyes flashed.

  How do you feel...where did you see this person?

  At this time, she still had time to think deeply, and saw the man in the green shirt take out the sacrifices, and first put fruit snacks and other tributes on it.

   Then knelt in front of the tomb, raised his hand and poured a pot of wine slowly on the front of the tomb.

   said in his mouth: “Father, today I brought your favorite apricot blossom wine. My son brewed it by himself last year, but it must not be as good as half of your craftsmanship.”

  The woman in camel-colored jacket and gray hair knelt and sat aside, throwing paper money into the fire.

Slowly, there were tears in the woman's eyes, and her voice choked up: "How can you be so cruel... At that time Tim'er was only twelve years old, so why would you be willing to abandon our mother and son? Such a stupid thing..."

  Listening to the woman’s constant sobbing, Xu Mingyi subconsciously exchanged a glance with Wu Chao.

  The mother and son didn’t seem to be cheating at all.

  In this way, if Joe Bing should really die in fictitious age, then the mother and son should also be kept in the dark.

  Women and most of the survivors whose husbands had gone early complained sadly, complained that her husband was cruel, and complained that her husband did not care about their mother and child.

   Just when Xu Mingyi wanted to think that there should be nothing worth mentioning from this trip, the man in the green shirt who had been kneeling on the side and said nothing suddenly opened his mouth——

   "Does my mother really think that my father left us behind and was willing to commit suicide?"

  The woman's crying is slightly stagnant.

"My father must be more clear than I am. I remember clearly that before my father's accident, he was still pointing me to the article, and agreed with me to see how I changed tomorrow--" the man in Qingshan looked at the tombstone. , Said: "I don't believe it in any way, but within a day, my father actually gave birth to the thought of committing suicide."

   "Tim...you don't want to talk nonsense anymore!" The woman's eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse: "It's been so many years...How many times do you want your mother to say it before you give up?"

   "My son believes more in what he sees and is aware of."

The back of the man kneeling there was stiff, his tone stubborn: "And is the son talking nonsense, is the mother really not sure? Or it is because the mother has also noticed something, and only because I don't want me to go into it, he keeps on whitewashing. Taiping... In the past few years, he has failed in the test. Is it true that his son is too talented to learn, and his luck is not good?"

  Or is it because someone didn’t want him to contact the court and tried to obstruct it?

  　 Two chapters in one, good night everyone.

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)