Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan)

Chapter 16 - For the rest of my life, it is hard to find peace (6)



“I remember.” Yueniang’s eyes were straight, as if being led by an invisible thread, the thread went around the long-corroded coffin and led to the long-lost homeland.

“I’m Taiping, A father Gaozong hides his control, and A Niang is from the Tianwu clan. The person there is Awan.” She pointed to the coffin in front of her, her voice still weak, and she continued to converge without a beak.

“Awan?” Li Shiyi confirmed in disbelief.

Yueniang nodded, and the width of her chin revealed the pride of Tianhuang nobleman: “Zhongzong Zhaorong, Shangguan Waner.”

She is still a self-cultivation dress, but her arrogant neck like a bird’s head adds splendor to her, but the sorrow between her eyebrows is getting deeper and deeper, making her seem like a person who walks in the path of age.

She said: “I have been in love since I was a child, wearing a hoodie, wearing men’s clothing, wearing a jade belt, and a robe. She is the daughter of a criminal official. She was born in Yeting. She is an A-Niang who knows poetry and prose. She is a master of fate, and she is known as a female prime minister. She weighs the world.”

Speaking of Awan, the tiny and faint stars in her eyes were full of glory, like resurgent ashes, against the corners of her lips that were covered like a cover, and she looked beautiful and exquisite.

“I am about the same age as her, like-minded, companion in poetry and essays, and very close to each other.” She hooked her misty eyes to the thoughtful Ah Yin, and deliberately swept over the ignorant Song Jiu. , And finally fell on Li Xi’s eyes.

The corner of Li Shiyi’s lips moved, and she easily understood what she meant.

Yueniang’s stubborn eyelashes fell down, and she only lowered her eyebrows this time. She walked to Awan’s coffin and stretched out her hand, but she held her four fingers back hesitantly, grabbed the cuff, and then stretched it out again. Open, stroking the heavy wood that carried her corpse steadily and surely.

She looked at the coffin and pressed the corners of her lips. It took a while before she let go, and said: “Jinglong four years, Tang Long coup, Longji banned Wei, a party, cut Awan under his banner.”

Her peaceful tone changed like a broken string, with an unbearable aftertaste. Fortunately, the tremor was only a moment, and she quieted down with her breathing when she closed her lips tightly.

The water that seemed to be boiled, before it made a few reverberations, was drawn from the bottom of the cauldron.

The thing that boils water is memory, and the one that draws money is called time. She stroked Awan’s coffin meticulously and tenderly, and suddenly understood why she had chosen to forget. It turned out that some things were carved in her bones, and she couldn’t be expelled without abandoning herself. Without Awan, she is a wandering soul with nothing to rely on, and with Awan, she is a devil with unreasonable minds.

Her tears moistened her lower eyelashes, making her unable to see the shape of the coffin. She managed to open her eyes wide, but her eye sockets became more blurred. She wanted to make the tears fall, but was the teardrop reluctant to bear her, or reluctant to bear it? Contaminated with Awan, in short, he refuses to follow her intentions.

The princess of Zhenguo, who lives and kills, is overwhelmingly powerful, and when she is powerless, she is no different from the trafficker’s pawn.

“I am deeply saddened. I donated five hundred silks, sent an envoy to hang sacrifices, led the funeral ceremony, and wrote the epitaph personally.”

——The water in Xiaoxiang is broken, the mountains are tilted in Wanwei, the beads are round and round, and the jade is broken. Just look at Songzhuang, listen to the tomb, long live a thousand years, and chants of pepper flowers.

“But,” Li Shixi leaned against the wall, finally couldn’t help but reminded, “There is no inscription on your title in this tomb.”

“Where is that tomb?” Yueniang was full of tears and smiled silently for a while, then handed her a painful look in her eyes, and shook her head, “I filled her original tomb with bull bones. , Moved her coffin to this place, wrapped her body in a golden jade garment, and protected her body from decay for five years. I only hope that one day, she can be resurrected.”

Her eyes became sad and paranoid because of the last sentence. In the tomb where the wind was blowing, Ah Yin and Song XIX were all shaken alive, and the youngest Tuoyao stood side by side with Li Shiyi, but it was not. Dare to lean against the evil wall, and just dry his throat and ask: “Resurrection?”

He glanced at each other with Ah Yin. If it had been in the past, I’m afraid that he would have been swearing, but facing the golden princess, it seemed as if the kneecap was softened, and there was no way to refute it.

“Yes.” Yueniang raised her head, looked at the flickering kerosene lamp, and then glanced at the bones on the ground, “Have you ever heard of the soul tree?”

Song Nineteen Nene looked at Li Shiyi, and Li Shiyi lifted his back against the wall and pasted it back, saying: “From “The Tale of Ten Continents”: Above the West Sea, in Jukuzhou, Shenwei is on the ground , There are big trees, similar to maple, and the fragrance of Huaye is smelled for hundreds of miles, and it is called the anti-soul tree.”

Seeing Song Jiu’s bright eyes flashing like a wick, she listened with extreme earnestness, and then said: “Boil the juice in the jade kettle to make the rejuvenating incense. Put the rejuvenating incense under the corpse’s nose, and the corpse will smell it. It’s alive.”

“There is such a miracle.” Song Jiusheng said suddenly, and asked Yueniang again, “Then you can find this anti-soul tree?”

Yueniang withdrew her hand holding Awan’s coffin, inhaled her nasal cavity lightly, and said, “Three years. On the one hand, I asked to compile Awan’s essays, and at the same time I tried my best to search for the soul tree. Find it.”

She walked to her bones, squatted down, and pointed her fingertips to the joints that were stretched forward. She seemed to be soothing, but also sighing, and even faintly resentful. She put her index finger in the gap between her own bones. , The inside is empty, the treasures of the world have also turned the loess.

She sighed softly and said, “I was forced to commit suicide for two years due to my overpowering power and intolerance to the emperor. I hated drugs and drank drugs. The only thing I was worried about was to escape to this mountain forest and enter the tomb of Shengmen. This tomb of Awan wants to put the rebirth incense on the tip of her nose.”

She stretched out her hand to rub her black head, and laughed so that her chest was shaking: “Almost, but a little.”

Only then did Ah Yin understand what her unfinished words meant, that’s how it was.

“The most difficult thing to calm down is that I have never confided to her a word of affection. I only want her to come back to life and listen to my heartfelt words.”

“Three or two steps, it’s bad, it’s bad.” She hugged the skull in her hand tightly, as if she was going to sink, but after all she became a ghost, and even the pain did not care for her anymore.

She leaned in front of Awan’s coffin, with her head lightly pressed against the wood, and said in a daze: “The sentence you asked just now, Awan still remembers me, and even recognizes my bones. So, lonely ghosts for many years, That’s all.”

A Yin sighed deeply, and was taken aback by Li Shi’s secretive eyes.

“Eleven?” Ayin whispered to her.

Li Shiyi stroked the dry wall with his backhand, shook his head and said, “Since you have rebirth incense, why don’t you use it yourself?”

“If you use it, how can you regret it if you leave the green hills?” The voice fell to the ground, and the words slammed the heart, but Li Shiyi’s cold face seemed to be just asking about the weather, and she walked to Yueniang’s side. Kneeling down and looking at her: “That anti-soul tree is not real, you knew it early, didn’t you?”

Everyone was stunned, Yueniang was shocked when she heard the words, and looked at the people in front of her in shock. Li Shiyi’s eyes were very black and white, and there was nothing in them. Only the unconcealed panic of the people in front of her was reflected faithfully. She opened her lips, and her reluctant tears finally fell, one bean after another. She looked so ugly, she looked like an emperor who was calm and calm without any compound.

The youngest Tu was most afraid of girls crying. He stretched out his hand to pull her, but saw that her eye sockets and nose were red, and her eyes were piled up with wrinkled cloth. The veins in her temples were convex and concave with the ribs, as if trying to restrain her pain. Sobbing, but revealing his own weakness.

She sobbed: “I…I.”

Li Shiyi’s brows frowned, she did not want to poke Yueniang’s weakness, but the suffering lurking under the illusion of memory was the real meaning of difficulty.

When she flipped through the “Old Tang Book” a few days ago, she happened to have read the life of Princess Taiping and Shangguan Zhaorong.

“You use fake drugs to deceive others and yourself, but if you work hard to bring Awan back to life, you will be free from remorse. If you persist in it for thousands of years, what is Awan in your mouth? Where’s the dead?”

The big tears of Yue Niang Dou fell to the ground, smashing up scattered dust, her blue veins exploded from her forehead, snakes snaking behind her ears, so hard that the skin on the side of her face turned blue and white, and she swallowed her tears. Gritting her teeth at Awan’s coffin, she finally choked and said, “I thought she didn’t have me in her heart.”

She is also friend and enemy with Awan. Friend is the friend of the boudoir, and the enemy is the political enemy of the court: “Awan is all-sided and exquisite, and she has the same origin. Who knows which one of her is true and which one is false?”

Yueniang twitched her wet nose and said with a trembling smile: “In the fourth year of Jinglong, during the coup of Tang Long, I and Awan drafted an edict together and appointed Li Chongmao as the prince. Then, after Wei came to politics, I formed an alliance again. Longji, cleared out the Webster’s gangsters, and abolished Li Chongmao. But Awan told me that Li Longji was ambitious and unwilling to be resigned. He must be loyal to Zhongzong. .”

“She stood with me on the opposite of life and death, and refused to say a soft word to me. I quarreled with her endlessly, hated her for being cold-hearted, and wanted to consolidate the alliance with Longi, so she did not say a word. Became the Webster’s party and cut it under the banner.”

“I want to seduce my heart and eat the evil consequences.” Yueniang smiled and knocked the back of her head on Awan’s coffin.

Li Shiyiwu sighed, then bent his legs, put his forearms on his knees, and asked her softly, “Why is there a hatred of relative position, and why is there a pro-inscription inscription, leading the funeral ceremony, and forcing resurrection? ?”

“Because, because…” Yueniang’s lips trembled like an ice cave, and she creaked with her teeth. She said, “When I sorted out her belongings, I found a book I read together when I was young. “

“At the top of the case, it is obvious that it was newly turned over. A page of paper was inserted in it, and only eight characters were written in Feibai style.”

Li Shiyi’s heart was stagnant, and he heard Yueniang say softly.

“For the rest of my life, it is hard to find peace.”

The author has something to say:

1. The epitaph of Shangguan Wan’er, Taiping Gong theme: Xiaoxiang water breaks, Wanwei hills fall, pearls sink round and round, jade fragments link the city. Just look at Songzhuang, listen to the tomb, long live a thousand years, and chants of pepper flowers. 2. Shangguan Wan’er’s epitaph: Princess Taiping is sad, and she donated five hundred silks, sent an envoy to make sacrifices, and made preparations. 3. The anti-soul tree and rebirth incense are from “Shi Zhou Ji”. The layout of the tomb in the front refers to the tomb of Zhen Shangguan. 4. “It’s hard to find peace in my life” comes from “Daming Palace Ci”. I said it in the previous title. I will say it again if it appears here.


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