"If you are extremely beard without crying, mourning someone will break your heart!"
In the troubled and troubled world, I pray to Haotian in my heart!
The superiors don't notice how fierce it is, and the inferiors are wailing but unable to do anything.
Looking out over the city, there are many dead people on the road, and people climbing up the buildings offer them with their eyebrows.
How difficult is the people's livelihood, and why is it so extravagant
The sorrowful moxa blooms in the morning, and the tadpoles and orchids are demoted.
The clouds are covering the sun, and you are talking alone.
The spiritual cultivation is cruel, and the anger and anger make the miners go to pieces.
The sky is also compassionate and the thunder is booming, and the wind is roaring in the vast sky.
The scorching summer suddenly turned into autumn and winter, and it rained and snowed frequently.
If you don't forgive this strange phenomenon, you know that Zuowan of the Wei Dynasty is late.
How sad it is that the country is poor, but spiritual cultivation is still delayed and intoxicated!
The gentleman who hurts will end up in misfortune, and the court will end up with slander without slander!
It is intended that the wine should be poured into the cup, and the slurry poured out as a libation.
I compose this song while eating Wei Su, and ride the blue mist with my beautiful soul! "
Behind the hastily set up mourning hall, Mrs. Gu, who looked haggard, softly recited the blood-stained eulogy, and shed tears. After she finished reading, she held the eulogy in one hand and caressed the coffin with the other, and said with a choked voice: "You were splashed with three feet of green blood in front of the Wei Cemetery. You went with Duke Wei on the Qinglan, but you called me mother and you." How can your father, your brother, and your sister, the Duanmu family, live?"
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Gu could no longer hold back and burst into tears!
…Four days ago, Huo Chenyuan, the second young master Huo, who had always been taciturn and never attracted attention even among his peers with similar backgrounds, ignored his father’s scolding and stopped him, and ignored the cold expressions of many guests attending Wei Yu’s burial. He just took out the eulogy he had prepared from his sleeve in front of everyone, and asked for sacrificial wine from the Wei family, while reading it.
After reading the last sentence, he looked around at the crowd. Faced with the reprimands of many elders, he smiled desolately and said: "As a disciple, since I can't save my mentor from Fei Xue's injustice in May, I would like to follow him to save you all!"
Before anyone could react, Huo Chenyuan bowed to his fellow seniors and said: "My mentor's family and Shen Yuan's parents would like to entrust the care of my brothers! As Shen Yuan lies underground, I should pray for my brothers' eternal prosperity!" "
Follow—
The head of the Huo family who was closest to him was unable to stop him. He watched helplessly as the second son, who had always been quiet and docile, who was always forgotten and ignored by him most, and who he always thought was so gentle that he was almost weak, showed strength and determination that he could not imagine at all. , bumped into the newly installed stone tablet in front of Wei Yu's tomb!
Green blood spattered three feet. Not only was the memorial written by Huo Chenyuan dropped by Huo Chenyuan before he committed suicide immediately stained with blood, but even the people nearby were all stained with blood on their lapels and sleeves, and were inexplicably horrified!
The head of the Huo family stretched out his hand to hold his son, but it was empty, and his heart was empty. When he saw this scene, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and he vomited blood and fainted on the spot!
... At this time, many guests realized that what Huo Chenyuan said, "Eating Wei Su and composing this song, and riding the blue mist with the soul" did not just mean that this eulogy was accompanied by Wei Yu riding the blue mist. But he had already decided to commit suicide in front of his mentor's tomb when he was writing this eulogy!
Huo Chenyuan's desire to die was so determined that it took three days for his body to be recovered. Today, the body in the coffin can only be seen but not touched to avoid further damage.
Mrs. Gu sent her husband and concubine out to express condolences that day, but how could she have expected such a result
She originally thought that although Huo Chenyuan and Wei Yu were as close as father and son, at best they would cry inconsolably in the middle of the journey, and at worst they would get seriously ill after returning. She even told her husband the night before the Wei family's funeral to watch Huo Chenyuan on the way - and because Huo Chenyuan's impression on his parents since he was a child was that he was quiet, never caused trouble, and was so docile that he was often criticized. People forget, so although the head of the Huo family agreed, he didn’t really care much when he actually left the house...
Now that she is back from death and illness, Mrs. Gu almost went crazy when she first heard about it!
Although Huo Chenyuan was not her biological child, he was raised by Mrs. Gu herself. Mrs. Gu was not a jealous person. In addition, she had few children, and after raising him for so many years, to be honest, he was no different from her biological child.
Thinking of her more than ten years of asking for warmth and good intentions, she finally hoped that her three children would have a home - just when they were waiting to have their grandchildren, it turned out that the eldest grandson was far away from home with their parents and has not been seen yet. My fiancée is gone even before I get married!
Mrs. Gu had no idea how she got here these four days, and she didn't know who was around or who they were... When she passed out crying while holding the coffin, and when she woke up again, she found that the person serving her beside the bed was... , in addition to her daughter Huo Qingling, who rushed back after hearing the news, there was another person who turned out to be Wei Zhangying.
"Mrs. Wei?" Mrs. Gu stared blankly at Wei Changying for a moment, then asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"
"Mrs. Gu, you are too polite. You are the mother of the sixth brother and sister. Just call me Chang Ying." Wei Changying whispered, "You have been crying for too long and your throat is hurt. Stop talking now and just have a bowl of soup." "
As he said that, he took out a bowl of steaming soup from under the upturned cover on the high table next to him. There was a distinct medicinal smell in it.
Huo Qingling, who said he came back to serve his parents, was actually also hit hard and was still a little distraught at the moment. After Mrs. Gu took two sips of soup, she came back to her senses and said, "Sister-in-law three brought Aunt Huang here. Aunt Huang made the soup herself, and my father also has it.”
Wei Changying sighed and said: "My mother came here this morning, but you were sad at that time and I think you didn't pay attention. Her Royal Highness Princess Anji and the Prince Consort are not in the imperial capital, and the sixth brother and sister are also very sad now. You and Huo My uncle is not doing well right now, so my mother asked me to stay, firstly to accompany my six younger siblings, and secondly, to help you with your family."
After a pause, she whispered, "To be honest, I was young, frivolous and ignorant, and mistakenly took the lead of your eldest son. Otherwise, now you have an eldest daughter-in-law to serve you... Forget it, let's not talk about it."
Wei Changying fed Mrs. Gu, who was still confused and couldn't listen to her words at all, to finish the soup and then persuaded her to eat snacks.
It's just that Mrs. Gu really couldn't eat. If she hadn't cried too much and become thirsty, she actually didn't even want to drink the soup. Wei Changying persuaded her for a while and saw that she really refused, so he stopped pushing. He packed it up and asked the maid to take it down. He said: "It's getting late. Madam, you haven't slept well these past two days. Do you want to go first now?" Set up a meeting?"
Mrs. Gu closed her eyes for a moment, then regained some clarity, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Ahead...?"
"Over there in the front, Mrs. Zhou is watching." This Mrs. Zhou is Mrs. Gu's sister-in-law. Guard Chief Ying pondered for a moment before saying, "Several Young Master Huo are also here."
Huo Chenyuan was not married yet, so he naturally had no descendants to watch over his body. In this case, of course, his nephews would take the place of his children. Originally, he was supposed to be the son of his brother Huo Zhaoyu and Princess Anji, but these three are now not in the imperial capital. So it was the cousins' children who came.
When Mrs. Gu heard about Young Master Huo, she thought that the concubine had decided to marry his legitimate daughter, but she died before she could get married. If it was an accident, she would have accepted it and assumed that her fate was bad. But this child, why is he so stupid? Woolen cloth
Is he the only one in the government and the public who are supported by the great Wei Dynasty? No matter how many times he is counted, he is the richest one - a concubine from a small aristocratic family. Don't many powerful officials and big men see it more clearly than he does? But they don't care, so what's the use of caring alone
No, it cannot be said that it is Huo Chenyuan alone...
And Wei Yu.
If I had known today, I should never have let Huo Chenyuan become a disciple of Wei Yu!
At that time, I only thought about the Wei clan in Fengzhou, which was well-known in the country for their talent and learning. Although Wei Yu was not a well-known celebrity in the country, he had a great influence in the court, and his conduct was praised by everyone. Following such a teacher will naturally bring Huo Chenyuan a good future.
But who would have thought that before he could see his future, this silly boy would follow this stubborn and foolishly loyal master on a desperate journey!
Thinking of Huo Chenyuan entrusting Wei Yu's family and his wife to his senior brothers before he died - this also gave his senior brothers a reason not to commit suicide. After all, what Huo Chenyuan said at the time was "Since we can't save our mentor, then... "Follow Ji", he has done this as Wei Yu's disciple, how can other disciples lag behind
Only Huo Chenyuan's personal entrustment can prevent these people from being forced to commit suicide or being laughed at by everyone for their greed for living... But this silly boy has thought so much about his senior brothers, why didn't he think about his parents? ? Not to mention how many people he offended by his denunciation of Quan Chenjun in his eulogy, let’s talk about the fact that he entrusted his wife to his senior brothers... No matter how diligent and considerate those people were, how could they talk to him? Compared with children raised by oneself
Mrs. Gu thought over and over again, and her tears couldn't stop falling.
Huo Qingling was half-kneeling by the couch, silently wiping her with a handkerchief, and she couldn't help but shed tears.
One handkerchief is wet, change it to another one, change another one, change another one...
I don't know how long it took, but Wei Changying reminded Huo Qingling in a choked voice: "Mrs. Gu seems to have fallen asleep."
Maybe he fainted from crying
But even if he fainted, at least he was resting.
Huo Qingling wanted to tuck in the quilt for her mother, but she stretched out her hand to grab the corner of the quilt and didn't even pull it twice - she was too sad and lost her strength without realizing it.
Wei Changying leaned down and did it for her, and whispered: "Sixth brother and sister, go and have a rest on the couch outside. I will accompany Mrs. Gu tomorrow."
"Okay." Huo Qingling was stunned for a moment and then said.
After helping her to rest outside, and instructing the Huo family's maid to serve the two of them, Wei Changying told Mrs. Gu's wet nurse, Tu Shi, "I'll go ahead and see if Mrs. Zhou has anyone who can help, and what's here?" Please report the matter quickly, don’t delay.”
Tu agreed respectfully.
When Wei Changying walked out, Huang put a cloak on her shoulders and whispered: "It's windy at night, young lady, please wear more clothes."
The master and servant walked slowly and thoughtfully in the Huo family's backyard... They said they were looking for Mrs. Zhou's help, but it was actually just a cover. The Huo family is not a small family. Even if Mrs. Gu falls ill, there is no useful wife, sister-in-law or niece-in-law. There are so many people from the same clan who can come to help and take charge of the overall situation. How can we really use the chief guard? An outsider like Ying comes to help
In fact, Wei Changying's stay here is just a subtle hint to those who are offended by the lines in the eulogy: "Sorrowful moxa fills the court," "Clouds cover the sun," and "The court is full of slander without slander." It's just a matter of confusion - after all, Huo Chenyuan is Wei Yu's disciple, and his current behavior is a bit like martyrdom.
And Wei Yu is a descendant of the Wei family in Fengzhou. If you want to offend the Huo family for these young man's sad and angry words, first think about it, it is the Wei family that is offended like this!
Everyone knows that although Wei Changying is a married daughter, Mrs. Song's status in the Wei family must not be underestimated...
Wei Changying did not let Huang light a lamp, but only relied on the funeral lanterns occasionally hung in the Huo family's backyard. She walked slowly between the shadows of trees and flowers. She was at a loss and didn't know where to go. No matter where you go, you don't want to stop.
Walking all the way to the lake in the garden, I looked at the suddenly bright lake, glowing with an icy silver light.
Above the head, the sixty-seventh full moon shines indifferently, making the sky full of frost and endless coldness.
Wei Changying suddenly burst into tears - she felt that she had never longed for her husband to be by her side - in this cold summer night, how could a thin cloak put on her by a loyal servant withstand this deep feeling? The sadness of bone marrow? Only by cuddling with each other can we feel such a sense of warmth. (To be continued)