Red plums reflect youth

As the sun sets, a round of setting sun floats in the sky, dyeing the clouds in the sky red.The pavilions, towers, pavilions and high-rise tile-roofed houses in Pingyang City are all shrouded in a golden and red tranquil light.

In Liu's study, Ziqing knelt on the ground with a serious and calm face.

Master Liu on the side sighed again and again: "Oh, my son, get up quickly, if you have something to say, stand up and talk."

Mrs. Liu quickly helped Ziqing up and sat on a chair beside her.

Still lowering her head, Ziqing asked calmly, "Please forgive me for being unworthy. I really want to know who my biological parents are. I want to know... I want to know who I am?"

"Alas..." Master Liu sighed again: "I knew that this day would not be able to escape sooner or later, but..."

Mrs. Liu sat next to Ziqing, took Ziqing's hand and said, "So it's the separation of father and mother. I just pity you for being lonely since you were a child, but I didn't expect to treat you too well. I dare not beat or scold you. It's really different, it makes you even more... oh..."

Ziqing quickly explained: "Parents treated Ziqing very well, really well, Ziqing was always grateful from the bottom of his heart, without parents, I... I..." As he spoke, he seemed to choke up.

Master Liu waved his hand: "Forget it, you're an adult now, and you can't hide these things from you. Ma'am, go and get that letter from back then."

Mrs. Liu gently shook Ziqing's hand again, and got up to get some belongings from that year.

Master Liu looked at the setting sun in the sky, and seemed to be lost in memory. After a long time, he heard him say slowly:

"My family is a family friend with Wang Chenfeng's family, the former censor doctor. I have had a close relationship with him since childhood. Later, he became an official and was appreciated by the then prime minister Yang Tingzhi. In business, I took a different path, so I don’t communicate often, but the friendship is still in my heart.”

"Later, Prime Minister Yang Tingzhi's case of seeking power and usurping the throne involved many people. Wang Chenfeng was punished by nine clans, and no one in his family was spared. Just the night before his execution, a nanny secretly sent a child here, and this letter letter."

Master Liu took out a letter from the pile of things Mrs. Liu brought, and handed it to Ziqing.

With trembling hands, Ziqing managed to flatten the letter paper.

I saw the words on the paper, vigorous and powerful:

This son is called Ziqing, and Wanwang will bring him up.

"Is this... is this... father's handwriting?" Ziqing's heart fluttered, and he suppressed the water in his eyes: "That's why my original name was Wang Ziqing."

Master Liu sighed, and then said: "This matter is also strange. Wang Chenfeng and I seldom communicate, but we do visit each other during festivals. I remember that there are two young masters in his family who are older than Qiao Yang. I never knew him. There is also a one-year-old child. And Yang Tingzhi has always been high-spirited and upright, and the people praise him, he doesn't look like someone who would kill the king and seize the throne."

"Later, I asked many people to inquire about it, but after Yang Tingzhi's case, the court kept a secret, and the people involved were gone, so I had no way of knowing what was going on."

Mrs. Liu saw Ziqing's chest rising and falling, and knew that he was restless at this moment, so she squeezed his hand and said, "Wang Chenfeng is an upright and honest official, but the power changes can't be controlled by others, so...but he always has foresight and foresight. , I must have expected this catastrophe long ago, and wanted to save the last bit of blood of the Wang family, so I kept it secret to the outside world. Your father, your father is also..."

Ziqing's face was pale, his eyes were clouded by water vapor, and he gritted his teeth hard to stop the trembling of his body.

"My child knows... and... is there anything left from that year?"

Mrs. Liu shook her head: "Aside from this letter, the rest are your baby clothes and clothes."

Master Liu continued: "Back then, your nanny brought you here, kowtowed and bowed to us to accept you, thanked you a thousand times, and said nothing more. Later, I heard that she was also executed together with Wang Chenfeng's family. gone."

After hearing this, Ziqing nodded silently, and two lines of tears fell down.

Mrs. Liu and Master Liu felt distressed for a while.

The afterglow of the setting sun was originally magnificent, but when it hit Ziqing's face, it was so lonely and cold.

Ziqing stuck the letter to her bosom and stumbled out of the study.