Trivia at the end of the Jin Dynasty

The scene that Mr. Tao Jiang hoped to see finally came true, but the protagonist was not the Huan family he was thinking about day and night, but the Wang family represented by Wang Gong.

Everyone in the world knows the glory and glory, justice and prudence of this Wang Gongyu when the first emperor was alive, so the people who came to watch the beheading blocked the streets the size of Nitang. It's all here.

Among the crowd was a strange man in a coarse cloth gown. In the not-so-cold October weather, he covered his head and face, and occasionally coughed heavily, but his thin body was like catkins in the wind. The bustling people crowded forward and back, but they still tried their best to squeeze into the second row of the execution ground.

The team of prison cars moved forward slowly, and the people following them also squirmed slowly. It was not like beheading the criminals who were brought in on weekdays. Some people threw some dirty things to beat the prisoners. The crowd today was very quiet and solemn, and no one raised their voices. No one uttered evil words even when they shouted, and perhaps some people wept secretly.

The waiting people looked at this general who sincerely worked for the well-being of the people, dressed in a prison uniform and tied up, kneeling on the execution platform, but his face was as usual, reciting Buddhist scriptures without fear, and they all lamented endlessly.And everyone heard that when the Wang family ransacked the house, it turned out that the house was completely empty, with no money or cloth, only books, and they all knew that his character was outstanding.

It was almost noon, and the execution supervisor waited for the final order before issuing the signature and execution.Wang Gong raised his head to look at Guan Risheng, and then looked around at the people below the steps. When he scanned the crowd, he saw that strange man in a strange costume. He was slightly startled, and immediately relaxed his expression, no longer looking at that place, Facing the eastern sky, he showed a warm smile.

Maybe it was Xie Zhong who did something in the dark. The owner of the Sixth | Today, he will appear on the court in a grand manner.

Xie Jue wrapped himself tightly, and even dusted his body to prevent others from identifying him. With his dirty robe and stooped figure, others wanted to avoid it.It's just that at this moment, he no longer wants to hide and wipe, and even wants to rush forward a few steps, and live and die with the teacher.It's just that the teacher saw that he was safe and sound, and the joy and relief on his face made him have mixed feelings, and he was not willing to let the teacher down.

It’s too late to explain to the teacher what’s on my mind, it’s too late to sit and drink tea with him and talk about the classics, it’s too late to compare heights and weights during the New Year’s Eve, it’s too late to fall into the warm embrace, it’s too late to offer With all the good things I have, I don't even have time to quarrel.Xie Jue trembled all over, his eyes were red, he bit his lips tightly, and stared at the man.

The ruler of the sky climbed to the center, the shadow of the sundial overlapped with noon, the imperial decree has been announced, and the Wang family will make a perfect curtain call on the stage of history just after the final show.The person on the stage, when the punishment sign fell to the ground and the long knife was raised, cast one last look, and said slightly "Okay."

The light of the knife flashes, the last look is worth a thousand words, but at the moment of death, it is entrustment and longing.

The autumn wind is bitter, it is not snow but it is better than a knife, cut on the body, no feeling, cut on the heart, no trace.Human way Ji Kang did not shed a single tear when he lost his father, but he vomited three mouthfuls of blood, unable to mourn, Xie Jue only understood today, the pain is indescribable and no one can understand.

On the carriage to Nanjun, Xie Jue only brought a box of letters, a few winter clothes, a child, and a whisk. The rest of the things were transferred to Xie Chong's dark mansion early, but the things outside the body were left to his disposal. Lost, everything else is superfluous.

The journey was long, and I casually picked up the book of memories written by that person and looked through it. I also lost my lover, so I naturally had the same state of mind.It was a kind of consolation across time and space, but this person's last rhetoric was very encouraging, because after six years of training, he finally chose to avenge his lover, and he would have to kill his enemies to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Xie Jue once thought about what dynasty this person is, what surname is he, whether he is still alive, whether the great hatred will be avenged, and what is the story afterwards?But at this time, what he was thinking about was how to arrange step by step if he wanted revenge.

This box of slips was sent by Xie Zhong when he was ten years old. At that time, there was still a tattered lock in it. Later, when he was moving it, someone accidentally dropped it, and he opened it by himself. The slips rolled all over the floor.At that time, Xie Jue, who had no intention of reading miscellaneous books, picked up the book casually, and couldn't put it down after seeing this peerless article.

Although the handwriting is not perfect, but with the writing power of a martial arts practitioner, the content of the article records the life of myself and my lover.The slips seem to be written by two people, because they are recording the same thing from the perspective of two people, but what is strange is that the handwriting is exactly the same, and it is impossible to tell the difference. A second person has participated in the writing.

There must be three reasons for this result. One is that all the articles are fabricated by the author, so they can be portrayed from the perspectives of both parties. This kind of story is obviously without authenticity, just like the other two boxes of letters brought by Xie Zhong. Just look at it.

The other is that one of them writes what he thinks, while the other party dictates, and this person writes for him to complete the article. However, the words and sentences are incoherent, which is extremely rare.

There is another kind, that is, one of the two people once deliberately imitated the other's handwriting, so the two wrote the same handwriting and two stories from two angles.

This box of letters belongs to the last one, because at the beginning, I wrote that this is a set of memoirs that took six years to complete. I hope that those who are lucky enough to see it will understand their own heart and the heart of their lover as soon as possible. , As time goes by, don't be a person who regrets too much, like the author.

Xie Jue knew that his fate was like the author of the letter. He lost the love of his life, and he never spent a day with that person as a lover.At the same time, he also embarked on a road of revenge, until all the enemies are extinct, and he will be free in this life.

The only difference is that he was not as lucky as the author, and he did not make the person he loves fall in love with him as well.The teacher has never had any unreasonable feelings for him, and the other party will not accept all the sacrifices he has made. Even because of this, the two separated for three years without any news.

I still remember that at that time, he would read some letters in his free time and compare himself with the people around him.Every time I feel that the emotion described in the Jane is not as good as the teacher's half-point to him, unconsciously, I think that kind of emotion is heartbeat and love.

I don't remember his birthday, so the teacher took the day when he was brought into the mansion as his birthday, and he had to make good arrangements every year.When he was 13 years old, the teacher gave him the kitchen cooking spoon on the grounds that it was the year of dancing spoons, and told him, "I don't like to be a vegetarian." .

In fact, he had secretly practiced making a soup for a long time, and wanted to give it out that night as a gift to repay his teacher, so the master and apprentice, who were out of tune, accidentally coincided with each other again.

At night, he took the bowl of yellow catkin piercing lotus root soup, and came to the teacher in three steps and sighed. Looking at the person who was reading history books at night, he mustered up all his courage and offered the meaningful soup.

The teacher was very surprised when he saw this scene. He just asked him to dance the spoon during the day, and he saw the result at night. It is full of praise and praise again and again.

Why would such an ambiguous bowl of soup be eaten by that person? The kindness of the father and the filial piety completely disappeared from the hint of beauty in the fish and lotus, making it impossible for a person who hides love in his heart to speak. Could it be that such a reminder is not obvious enough? Want to confess?

He couldn't speak directly about his love, so he had no choice but to mention the hexagrams that he had divination for the teacher.In fact, since he became proficient in this way, every morning on the first day of the New Year's Eve, he would make a divination for his teacher as the first hexagram for the beginning of the new year.But the hexagrams always indicate that if you are not good at conquest, you will lose in battle.In the past, he thought it was unlucky and refused to reveal the truth, but it is not the case today.

In recent years, the teacher has been suspected of being self-respecting in the army, and has gradually expanded his army to a considerable scale. He has a hunch that sooner or later, the teacher will wear armor and go to the battlefield in person.So he revealed the truth, trying to persuade the teacher to stop it.I didn't expect that the teacher really had a plan long ago, thinking that the law of peace in the world should first be obtained by force, and then benevolence and morality should be used to promote it.

The two of them were eloquent, one book and one narration, each was correct, and it was difficult to convince each other. When they couldn't stop arguing, he beat his chest and feet angrily, and he couldn't express his urgency. After all, he couldn't write quickly. Unable to control himself, he threw himself on the teacher's chest and bit it with his mouth open.

At the beginning, the teacher thought that he was acting like a baby again when he was a child, and let him hold and bite, neither annoyed nor rejected, let him crawl into his arms, sit between his legs, and even hugged him back, making him He held on tightly, fearing that he would fall.

But when he offered his lips and imprinted on the teacher's chin, when he wanted to climb up again, he was resolutely pushed away.

He will never forget the teacher's eyes and expression of astonishment, anger, disappointment, and hatred, such ferociousness and pain.He didn't even want to say another word to him. Maybe the word "roll" was held back by the teacher for a long time, but he didn't say it.

After half a month of being behind closed doors, his heart fell into an abyss. Could the teacher not be able to face him anymore?Will the teacher alienate him from now on?Whether his Passover can never be forgiven.If you don't see it, you won't see it. Holding your admiration and guilt for the teacher, you gritted your teeth and finally embarked on the road to Jiankang.

Xie Zhong did build a building for him in Jiankang City, but it was not a Taoist temple, but a singing hall.I didn't want to agree at first, but thinking that I can no longer do anything for the teacher, it is better to turn what I have learned in my life into gold and silver, and provide it to the teacher to help him achieve a career. After all, the Wang family is so poor, how can he support the growing Strong troops.

So for the next three years, as long as he could make more money, he would be willing to give it away, and whoever leaked the secrets would be punished by heaven.

The teacher was very angry when he knew that he had defected to the Xie family. He once wrote five letters within one month and briefed him to go home to receive the punishment.But the answer received was nothing but gold and silver property, not even a single word was brought back.

Later, the teacher also sent a letter to apologize, claiming to have misunderstood his good intentions that day, saying that the father-son relationship is indeed allowed to mess around occasionally, but it is necessary to keep a sense of proportion and not to be too close.The kiss that clarified that day was like snow and frost, ruthless and desireless, 24 filial piety, moving heaven and earth.In this way, he was even more ashamed to go back to see his master, so he had no choice but to continue singing and singing to relieve his master's worries.

When we met again three years later, we still had the same disagreement and the same involuntary feelings. My friendship with my teacher was already irresistible and I couldn't control myself.After three years of thinking day and night, it has become a luxury to have the teacher by my side, and I can't control my obsession and nostalgia for that person.

These undoubtedly angered the teacher. Seeing that the relationship between himself and the teacher was irretrievable, and the relationship between father and son was irreversible, he chose to flee in a hurry again, avoiding seeing him, but this time, under the irreparable situation, he was depressed and sick for more than a year. .

If he had known that the farewell came so quickly, when he received the redeeming letter for the first time back then, he would have put away all his obsessions, put on his wings, and rushed back to Master's side day and night. leave.

It's a pity that it's too late today, as the author of the letter said, it's the end of the road, and it's too late to regret.

The author has something to say: Little Lingbao: "It's mine, but it will come back to me."

Xie Jue: "Yes, only by your side can I retaliate against you."

Xiao Lingbao: "Who to hug?"

Xie Jue: "Hold you, come, hug~"