Chapter 8:

In the following two years, the mountain after the goose returned to the mountain became my most frequent place. But after Jun Wei forced me to read his latest stream of consciousness novel, I finally understood why I would think of Mu Yan from time to time, and why I had to go to the back mountain for a few laps when I was fine. It turned out that I was like the woman in the book. , Chunxin sprouted. The only difference from the woman in the book is that she knew her lover well before Chunxin sprouts, but I have a love for Mu Yanmeng, but I basically don’t know where he lives, how old he is, and whether he has a horse or not. Is the house and horses paid in lump sum or in installments, whether there are parents in the family, and whether the parents and him live separately or together...
Ever since I knew I fell in love with Mu Yan, I have been looking for him. However, like this person has never been before in the world, even if I use the relationship between my biological parents, I cannot find him.
I originally thought that he might be Chen Guoren, but in this era when changing his nationality is easier than changing women, maybe he will take Chen Guo as his home today, and tomorrow he will be a citizen of our country. In short, the idea of ​​starting with nationality is bankrupt. But apart from nationality, there is no clue. Now when I think back to the girlhood before my death, the most beautiful fifteen or sixteen years old, but all spent in the endless search, the most important thing is that the search is still fruitless, and it is impossible to die.
The maple trees in Houshan were stained red by autumn frost twice, and I lived to be sixteen. Legend has it that I must not be contaminated with royal objects before I am sixteen, or I will die of violent death, so my father entrusted me to the Qingyan Sect, hoping to save me. I was able to live through sixteen. Everyone was very happy and felt that there was no more worries. An envoy came to take me back to the palace the next day.
Before leaving, Jun Wei and I weep goodbye and entrust Xiao Huang to take care of him. Because Xiao Huang needs mountains and forests, Weiwang Palace is a cage. At this time, I don’t know why Master Jun, who had left Junyu Sect and lived in seclusion near Qingyan Sect, had already taken Junwei to recognize his ancestor and returned to the ancestor, and took over Junyu Sect to become the lord. Wei is rich enough to take care of Xiao Huang's food by himself. Jun Wei and I agreed that he would bring Xiao Huang to see me once a month, at his own expense.
My father named me Princess Wenchang to show that I was the most educated princess in the entire Weiwang Palace, but Master often complained that I had studied for 14 years, but only one-fifth of what he had learned. From this point of view, my level of education can also be said to be very cultural, which means that everyone is generally uneducated.
There are three brothers and fourteen sisters on top of me. The problem that has always troubled me is that each of them should correspond to which lady in the father’s harem. All three older brothers are very thoughtful. What makes my father a headache is that the eldest brother is very thoughtful about poetry, the second brother is very thoughtful about women, and the third brother is very thoughtful about men. The world has ideas.
The father always frowned when he looked at them, only to play with the ladies in the harem for a while can temporarily relieve his anxiety. When I first returned to the palace, the only feeling I had was that in this era when the princes are struggling and the world is in chaos, such a country that has been decayed from the bones to the bones can still survive in a corner. It is really not eye-catching.
If I were not a defender of the country, I would strongly recommend that the authorities come to attack the country. It is too easy to be conquered.
I didn't believe in that dream of my father and the monk in his dream. If destiny is to be controlled by nothingness, this nothingness must at least be strong enough to be concrete, such as faith, such as power, rather than a dream. But I was destined to die by fate. This is something I can't hide.
I died in the harsh winter when I was seventeen.
In that year, the Great Drought, from the northernmost Hanhe City to the southernmost Hidden Jicheng, the fields were hungry and the people were not alive. The country was like a brown pancake, lying on the bank of Duanhe, waiting for the people of insight. To split. On that day, Chen's one hundred thousand troops were listed outside the royal capital, with black armor and bright blades, they came to conquer the country and end the 86-year rule of the Ye family.
Master passed away two months before, and before he died, he did not think of a way to save the country. I am his direct disciple. That is to say, our thinking is the same line of thinking. He can't think of a way. Can't think of a way.
When I returned to the palace for the first time, I thought that I was responsible. I spent time writing a copy of "Admonition to the Public" and published my personal views on the current regime. The only feedback I got was that my father touched my head. I said you did a good job of writing the word, and then put me in confinement.
Just because Weiguo is a marginalized country on the map of Dachao, the political spring breeze of the royal capital has blown on the land stretching millions of extensions for 86 years, but it has not been able to reach Weiguo, even if the women in the royal capital have been able to A woman who is an official and defending the country has never been able to do politics. In addition, we are a country where men are farming and women weaving. This results in women generally having only two functions, weaving and having children.
When the country is about to fall, my father finally intends to listen to my opinion, but at this time I have no opinion. The only advice given is that everyone eat more delicious food and wait until the country is broken. , So I was imprisoned by my father again.
He touched his beard and trembled and said, "Sure, you have grown up in the mountains. As a princess of a country, don't you have the slightest feeling for your country?"
After the father's reprimand, my name of no blood and no tears quickly spread throughout the clan and royal family. Brothers and sisters all sighed: "Zhen'er, you read so much, but you don't know the meaning of the book. Fortunately for you to be so cold and cold, your father hurt you by mistake."
This is really the most puzzling thing. When it was supposed to be serious, everyone was not serious. The ending is doomed. Finally, everyone can be justified. Everyone pretends to be serious. If you can maintain this pretended seriousness to the last moment, It's singular, but everyone obviously didn't do it. As a royal family, they should have done it. In my understanding, the royal family and the community are one. If the country is broken, the royal family has no reason not to be martyred.
On the seventh day of the winter month, the sky was pale.
Within three days of Chen's army besieging the city, his father has chosen to surrender, and no country can die so peacefully as defending the country. Those in the book about the country's subjugation For example, the monarch self-immolated, his subjects hanged himself, and the prince and princess absconded. They were never encountered. It’s just that the female family members have had a temporary riot. After the country’s subjugation, they can no longer live such a drunken life. However, they escaped from the palace during the turmoil. Unless they were living in the dust, they basically could not survive. Moreover, there was no chaos in the palace at all, everything was in order and completely. There is no condition to escape. They think twice. Finally decided to treat it calmly.
After the latest news from the internal prison, I put on one of the most extravagant clothes in my life. Legend has it that this piece of clothing is woven with feathers twisted from the feathers of eighty-one egrets. It is white and flawless. The only drawback is that it resembles a mourning dress, and it is rare to have the opportunity to wear it.
auzw.com At three quarters in the noon, the white flag on the tower was hunting and waving in the wind, and there was light rain.
There was a long period of drought in the Weiguo, and drought was the prelude to the country's subjugation.
I boarded the city wall and encountered no obstacles. The 30,000 soldiers in the city were disarmed and turned, and the colors of the weapons looked a bit dimmer than Chen Jun's. Weapon is an extension of morale. The country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, but we can't fight to the death. The soldiers are half dead, and the soldiers are all dead. The wall was built so high. The lord who built the walls believed that the towering walls gave the impression of being indestructible, and that being tall was power. But such a concrete force is no match for a word, no match for this generation of the Patriotic Kingdom Lord said: "Let's surrender."
Looking around, we can't see the territory of Weiguo. There are billowing clouds on the horizon. The drizzle is shaken by the wind, and the silk thread falls on the face. The black army of Chen State is solemnly lined under the tower. At the last glance, the land under our feet was supposed to be a fertile field on which the people of David’s kingdom lived and worked in peace.
With the sound of staggering footsteps behind him, the father hissed: "Zhen'er, what are you doing?"
Overnight, his face was even more old. He is old and old, but he is well maintained. Before that, we have pretended to recognize that he is still young, but by this time, he has reached the point where we can't pretend to be able to continue.
Actually, I have nothing to say, but the matter has come to this point. It’s okay to say a word. He was supported by the inner supervisor and was crumbling. I organized the language in my heart for a while and said, "Father, can you remember the Qingyan Sect Master," My master, Mr. Huiichi?"
He nodded slowly.
The wind blew the robes and shivered, and the voice was torn apart if I didn’t pay attention, I had to raise the volume. The three armies were solemn, so I wrapped my robe tightly and solemnly said: "Master teaches the royal family righteousness, and often admonishes the royal family to be Sheji. The dignity of the royal family is the dignity of Sheji, which can’t be trampled at all. But when the father handed down the book, did he regard himself as the dignity of Sheji? If Ye Zhen were the king of a country, he would never fail to fight. However, she suffered this great humiliation. Father Wang could say that this move was to protect the people of the country from war, but today Chen Guo is under the royal capital, from the waterfront to the royal capital, all the way It’s the bones of the people of my country of David. The 30,000 soldiers in the city are all disarmed. How can they be worthy of the people of the country who died for their country? Today is not the good boy who defended the country. The good men have already gone to Huangquan first, and are buried in the underworld. Although Ye Zhen grew up in the mountains, since the blood of the royal family is shedding, it represents the dignity of Sheji, father, you led the clan to bring down Chen Guo, Ye Zhen couldn't. If Ye Zhen is just a commoner, there is nothing to say when he succumbs to Chen Guo's iron hoof, but Ye Zhen is a princess..."
There was loud thunder, and the heavy rain was pouring down. I turned around and saw the downstairs of the city. I don't know when there was a young man in Chinese clothes standing up. He seemed to be admiring, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to disappear between the rain.
The father said anxiously: "What if you are a princess, you come down first..."
This rain was so thoroughly poured. If there was such a rain half a year ago, would Wei Guo be able to subdue the country so quickly? It can be seen that Mingming has providence. I wiped the rain off my face and looked up at the high sky. Suddenly, thousands of emotions surged. You can summarize it in one sentence: "She Ji died, Ye Zhen died. This should have been the faith of a princess. "
I fell down from the tower, thinking that Master was always worried about training me to become a philosopher. I was really afraid of something. I finally became a philosopher. I walked into my own circle and ended up with death. The only regret in this life is that I can't see Mu Yan again. That night, the stars were shining, and he picked me up with a faint plume fragrance between the sleeves.
He said: "What a great girl, I saved you, and you will avenge your gratitude."
He said: "The so-called sunflower water refers to regular and periodic uterine bleeding..."
He said: "You are still a little girl, as long as you are a man, you can't be helpless."
He said: "What is this picture? It's like a monkey jumping up to pick peaches from a peach tree, or like a slender bear trying to stand upright and dig a beehive..."
Maybe he has forgotten about me. There are groups of wives and concubines, and the children have given birth to a few dozen. I don't know that there is a little girl who has been looking for him, thinking of him before she died.
There was the whimper of the soldiers in the wind, and with crackling raindrops, I heard a military song often sung by soldiers on the border. The deep tune was even more sad in the sad rain.
I was lying on the ground, unable to open my eyes, feeling that life was passing, and there was the sound of footsteps stopping by my side, one hand on my cheek, there seemed to be a cold plum scent between my nose, but it was hard to tell if it was an illusion. , I struggled and said: "Brother...Brother." The hand on the cheek trembled.
I cannot grow up like a princess, but die like a princess.
I died on the seventh day of the winter moon, accompanied by a mourning song for the country: "The stars are deep and the moon is bright, home is far away, when the plum blossoms will fall, send me home..."
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