win the hairpin

Li Jun asked Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao to accompany him, and in the dead of night, he took his father's ashes out of the barracks, hoping to find a place with good geomantic omen outside Dingzhou City, and leave King Chen there.

He also brought a hoe with him, and wanted to let King Chen go to the ground for peace.

The scenery outside the city of Dingzhou is very consistent from east to west, from north to south, and the withered grass is rolling smoothly, but Li Jun can always pick out minor faults—either it is too close to the city camp, or the wind is too strong, and finally he is tired after walking. Finding a flat ground is pretty satisfying.

He put down the jar, without Yin Xiao's help, he started digging with a hoe on his shoulder.

The ground was full of grass roots, which were very densely packed and pierced deeply. He was sweating profusely when he dug out a deep pit and put the jar down.

While piling up the soil, he muttered: "Father, Dingzhou is a good place. My son is very happy here. Now I have to go back to the capital to do business, so I won't take you with me. I will come back to see you when the work is done. My son knows Kyoto is your homeland, although it is difficult to leave the homeland, but the place is not good, so don’t worry about it.”

After so many years, Chen Wang was finally buried in peace.

Li Jun piled up a small grave bag, and babbled on for a long time, as a guarantee to his father that he would burn paper on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. When he blew out his snot, he stopped talking and got on his horse with the hoe on his shoulder.

Back in the barracks, he always felt that something was missing, his heart was empty, he drank two glasses without taste, and then went to sleep.

He tossed and turned on the bed for four quarters of an hour, got up suddenly, put on his clothes and hurried out the door.

Song Huiyue heard the movement, got up and opened the door to check, and saw Li Jun walking out like a wandering ghost with a hoe, and Yin Xiao stood at the door staring at him.

Song Huiyue signaled Yin Xiao to follow, and the three went to King Chen's grave again.

Li Jun carried a hoe and dug Chen Wang out.

He sat on the mound with the jar in his arms, and said to Song Huiyue, "It's cold underground, and there are snakes, insects, rats and ants. It's still not good. Besides, this place is hard to identify. I'm afraid that when the grass grows next year, I won't even have this grave." I can't find the package."

Song Huiyue stood aside and nodded: "Then you can take it with you and let your father continue to sleep under your bed. This jar is not bad."

Li Jun shook his head: "The capital is not good."

After finishing speaking, he stroked the jar silently. After a while, he suddenly opened the lid of the jar, and focused his eyes on the black hole at the mouth of the jar for a long time.

Then he raised his head, reached in and took out a handful of ashes, stood up and raised his head vigorously: "Father! Cough cough cough..."

Song Huiyue was dazzled by the ashes and froze for a moment, but she didn't expect Li Jun to lift the ashes away.

Li Jun choked, changed the direction, and continued to raise, saying that he wanted to let his father be free, and become a stone, a flower, a grass, a wolf in the wilderness—forget about a wolf, it’s up to his father It's better to stay on the ground without moving.

After lifting the ashes, Li Jun sniffed his nose, hugged the jar with both hands, shook it upside down, and sprinkled the last bit of dust.

This time, there was only an empty jar left. Li Jun had nothing to bury, nothing to raise, finally calmed down, and went back to the barracks dejectedly all the way. …

Sitting in the main room, he bent down, hung his hands weakly, put his head on the table with his face sideways, and his mouth was half-opened in a trance.

Song Huiyue poured him a glass of wine and patted him: "It's been so many years, no matter how much you hate him, you should let it go."

"I don't hate him," Li Jun straightened up, dragged his wine glass, and took a sip. "What do I hate him for? He's my father."

Song Huiyue sighed: "I'm so frustrated, I don't want to hate you."

She looked at Li Jun's scarred face that was covered with tears in an instant, and said in a low voice: "Yang is also Yang, look away."

Li Jun took the jug, looked at Song Huiyue, then at the silent Yinxiao, poured himself three cups, and after a while, suddenly burst into tears.

A man in his thirties, crying tears and tears, the grievances in his heart accompanied by tears, while wailing, he complained inarticulately, he took Chen Wang as his father, but Chen Wang did not take him as his son, He didn't treat his mother as a human being, so such a big family was wiped out with Chen Wang.

He hated, gritted his teeth with hatred, he had to put King Chen under his feet before he was willing.

If there is only hatred, it's fine, but I have enjoyed the relationship between father and son for a long time. I love and hate at the same time. die.

This time, Wang Chen was raised, he was planning to let go of his last breath, but he still felt uncomfortable, and now that he has wailed shamelessly, he can finally let it go.

When he became more energetic, he asked Yin Xiao to heat the wine and put three rock candies in a low voice. When Yin Xiao stared at him, he timidly said: "The rock sugar... I won't put it... "

Seeing Yin Xiao got up, he grinned and said to Song Huiyue, "Hey, don't go, we'll have a long talk tonight."

Yinxiao boiled the wine and put the rock sugar in. Hearing that Li Jun wanted Song Huiyue to sit and chat with him, he made a cup of strong tea for Song Huiyue, took out several handfuls of pear sticks from several cloth pockets, steamed Jujubes, sugared hawthorn sticks, and lactose lions are piled full, enough for tomorrow night.

Li Jun ate a hawthorn stick, thought for a while, didn't know where to start, and cleared his throat after a while: "Let me tell you about my father."

He started from the King Chen he saw when he was a child, and while he was talking, he unconsciously contained resentment, skipping the many years in between, and directly talked about the situation when King Chen failed in the rebellion.

He said that King Chen's death was horrific, and he took the body all the way out of the palace to Taihang Xing. The body was cold and blue, and black blood was everywhere, which made people panic.

Song Huiyue had other thoughts at first, trying to find clues from Li Jun's words, so she listened carefully, but unexpectedly, the more she listened, the more she felt chills behind her back, and the room was filled with ghosts.

Li Jun talked endlessly, sometimes before and after Chen Wang's death, in his tossed and intermittent words, Chen Wang's mansion was full of joy, while Chen Wang himself suffered endless pain, let Chaos Dao Hacked to death, after being hacked to death, buried in the damp, dark, and cold cellar for so many years, he has become a ghost, often accompanying him to sleep.

He was also angry that King Chen was incompetent and useless to be a ghost, so why didn't he scare his old friend Zhang Rui?
Song Huiyue braced herself, listened to his nonsense, and at the same time found a thread in his words.

The relationship between King Chen and the Zhang family is very close, so good that a letter can cause rebellion, so good that King Chen wants to hide the letter back to the Zhang family, which not only saves his son's life, but also leaves room for the Zhang family.

Li Jun said that he wanted to have a long talk, but he obviously avoided many important things. It's this time, what is he still avoiding?
Or, what is he afraid of?
Following this thread, several faces suddenly appeared in her mind, and Fuzhi had an astonishing thought.

It's just that this idea is still a mountain peak in the mist, looming, and she needs to explore and understand it.