Yijuan cloud

Chapter 273: Cars and horses are slow, friendship is long

It has rained, and the flowers and trees in the garden are in full bloom, but it is also the time when the flowers are in full bloom.

Spring is getting shorter.

Through the window lattice, you can see a kingfisher taking shelter from the rain under the eaves.

From time to time, it lowered its head and pecked its wings that were wet by the rain, then raised its head and looked around, turning its little head back and forth, looking thoughtful. Then, it lowered its head and pecked again, repeating this for an unknown amount of time. .

When I came back to my senses, I felt that my whole body was numbed by the cold wind, and then I asked Qiuhen to close the window.

Qiuhen picked up the fork pole and was about to cover it, but turned back and smiled at me: "Look, it's raining, and shopkeeper Lu is still rushing to do business."

Shopkeeper Lu runs a teahouse in Xuanhua City. Whenever he gets fresh tea, he always comes to deliver it to me in person.

At first, I just thought that this person was hard-working and very business-minded. A tea-loving and generous customer like me, his boss sent me good tea, so how could I not refuse it?
Later, he sent a jar of fresh West Lake Longjing, with a letter from Fan Li under the jar.

I knew that shopkeeper Lu was just selling tea as a pretense, and delivering letters for Fan Li was the real thing.

Since I returned to my house outside the customs, Fan Li has written many letters.

Thousands of miles away, the carriage and horses were slow, and a letter arrived in my hands. It had been written by him last month or the month before.

Just like the letter in front of me.

Fan Li said: "Sister Juan Yun, see Xinjia. How are you these days? I never thought that snow would still fall in southern Yunnan. However, the snow melts as soon as it falls, which is not as pleasant as in northern Xinjiang. It's cold, so put on more clothes. Also, know that If you like riding and shooting, you might as well wait until spring begins before riding and shooting."

I put the letter to my nose, and the fragrance of Longjing tea mixed with the rain hit me, and I couldn't help but feel brighter.

After sweeping away the lingering depression of the spring rain, I folded the letter and locked it in the desk case. I called Qiu Hen to bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a reply by hand.

"Brother Fan, the letter has been received, and the ice and snow in northern Xinjiang have long melted. Now, everything is green, fat, red and thin, and the flowers and trees in Nanzhao must be better. I want to tell you not to lose sight of the spring. I don't know when I will see the letter, so I wish Fan from afar. Brother, I wish you good health all year round."

When spring was almost over, I rode a white horse and slowly walked out of the prairie.

I thought about what Sudya said when we parted.

Sudiya said: "Miss Lin, where are you going alone? There is everything in Guihua City, no worse than you in the Central Plains, and it is just as lively. Besides, you are here, you have horses, cattle, and sheep. There is such a nice house, so just stay."

"I will find you another husband. If you think Mongolians are barbarians, I will find you a handsome Han man."

I shook my head and rejected Sudya's kindness.

I rode leisurely on the horse without urging me to move. The white horse walked slowly.

After traveling for a few days, we arrived at Tianshou Mountain.In front of him is a large mansion surrounded by high walls, and the people who guard the tomb live inside.

Linghua walked out of it. She was wearing plain clothes. She saw me from a distance. She was stunned for a moment and then ran over quickly.

I had mixed feelings, distressed and sad, but I still smiled and waved to her.

When she walked in front of her, he took her hand, looked at her carefully, and said, "I was afraid I wouldn't be able to see you when I came here. These guards are easy to talk to."

Linghua pursed her lips, nodded with tears in her eyes, and said: "Cirrus, your health is really good. From this point of view, you are like a normal person, which is great. I was still thinking about the rush of separation last time. When can I see you again? Just now, I was still thinking of you."

Feeling sad for a moment, I quickly turned around and untied the baggage from the horse's back and stuffed it into Linghua's hands: "It's all full of food. I'll give you the rest, but you won't be able to use it. There's also some scraps of silver. I dare not Pretend to be big.”

Linghua hugged the bundle, just lowered her eyes and smiled. She was quiet for a while, looked at me and said solemnly: "Cirrus, don't worry about me. I'm fine here. Mr. Liang has said hello to the guard and steward here." , took great care of me, and General Fan also entrusted his friends to visit me from time to time. There was no shortage of food and supplies. But it’s you, Your Majesty... did he really let go? "

"If not, whose grave are you guarding?"

Under the bright sun, I thought again of the coldness of that late winter night.

Zhong Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Just pretend that none of this happened, just pretend that you, Miss Lin, are no longer alive..."

That night, Liang Xianyi found the hand-drawn map in the study. He must have been extremely annoyed by me, so we broke it off and had nothing to do with it.

"That's fine." Linghua said quietly, paused, sighed again, and said, "He treats you sincerely."

Birds were chirping in the surrounding trees, and two guards not far away were walking back and forth.

I looked at the clouds in the sky and said, "I've made you suffer."

Linghua said: "From the day Master Cao rescued me, I knew that sooner or later I would not be able to escape. I am a remnant of the rebellious ministers and traitors, and I would not have survived today. Now that I can be in this cemetery, my heart It's okay. So, Cirrus, I'm very content. It's great for the two of us to be together today."

I reached out and hugged her and said, "I understand."

After coming out of Tianshou Mountain, I originally planned to go south and go to Fujian to pay homage to my mother.

But when I reached the fork in the official road, I thought to myself: "This place is very close to the capital. Why not visit home first?"

During the Chinese New Year, Uncle Zhao went to visit me in Northern Xinjiang. When he talked about Jin Niang, I shed tears.

It was inconvenient to go home before, but now that I finally have the opportunity, I might as well go home first.

With this thought in mind, he drove his horse and headed straight towards the capital.

(End of this chapter)