An elegy can be used as a weeping song, and a distant view can be used as an angelica.
Qin Zheng walked out of the Hou Mansion in a daze, but he didn't know where to go, just like the young soul in his arms, why should he return? He folded his arms, and hugged the baby in the swaddle even tighter. The bluish-white eyebrows and eyes of the baby in his arms were surprisingly delicate, but the split lips made people couldn't bear to take a second look.
People of the older generation call this ghost baby, who was born to torture their parents. The child who died young was very hostile and could not be buried or entered the ancestral grave. Divide food.
Qin Zheng rested his forehead on the swaddling baby, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and for a long while, wept incoherently sobbing intermittently. He knew it wasn't like this. The child was very well-behaved when he was in Chu Yu's womb. Even the fetal movement was stretched carefully and gently, not wanting to make Chu Yu feel uncomfortable at all. How could such a gentle and well-behaved child come to torture Chu Yu? He was conceived and bred by Chu Yu through hard work, and he was one of Chu Yu's few tender sustenances.
The coming and going of this child was an accident, but it took away Chu Yu's last hope.
In the end, at Qin Zheng's insistence, the small urn coffin was brought over, and this became the child's last home, a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Qin Zheng buried his legitimate son with his own hands, and also buried him and Chu. Yu's decades-long love-hate entanglement.
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Chu Yu had a very long dream about something that happened a long time ago.
In the dream, he was wearing a white plain suit, with a filial belt one or two fingers wide tied on his forehead. When he was fourteen that year, his father, Lord Jingguo, passed away. Within three months, his mother also passed away. The husband and wife passed away in the same coffin, leaving behind a pair of sons.
White silk flowers hung on the ebony carriage, and Chu Yu put out the fire with the lotus flower stove cover in his hand, cutting off the endless scent of sandalwood.
"This smell is too much, open the window." Chu Yu pushed the incense burner casually. These days, she has been keeping a filial piety in the temple, and it seems that she can't get out of the sandalwood scent. It reminds people of the sadness of their parents' death.
Qiuyue responded, raised her hand and half-opened the car window, before turning her head to remind her master to put on more clothes, she heard a horse neighing outside, and the car suddenly shook.
Chu Yu subconsciously leaned against the wall of the car, stabilized her body, and asked, "What's the matter?"
The coachman of the Chu family replied: "Second Master, there is a carriage blocking the road opposite, so we can't get through."
This Qingshi Lane is not spacious at all. If Chu Ming hadn't left the dossier on his way to the Imperial Academy in the morning, and Chu Yu wanted to send it to his brother earlier, he would not have chosen to take this route.
"Then find an alley to turn in and avoid it." Chu Yu said without thinking.
"Yes, Second Master." The coachman responded, and Fang was about to drive aside, only to hear a clear voice, "But the Chu family's carriage?"
Chu Yu put down the file in her hand, and signaled Qiuyue to open the curtain.
It was drizzling outside, and every brick in Qingshi Lane seemed to have been washed, making it look greener and greener. The brocade curtain and canopy of the carriage on the opposite side is quite luxurious. A young man got off from the opposite carriage, very handsome in a brocade robe and jade crown, he walked up to Chu Yu's carriage and gave a slight nod.
Chu Yu saw that it was the eldest son of Ning Bo's mansion, and bowed back: "Ning eldest son."
Ning Shizi's eyes lit up, and he had long heard people joke that if he wanted to be pretty, Chu Yu, who was dressed in plain clothes, was even more attractive than before. The boy's face is still immature, with a bit of indistinguishable softness, plain clothes and black hair reflecting the drizzle, like a landscape painting with long meaning and compelling aura.
"Second Master Chu is alright?" Ning Shizi took two steps, gently resting one hand on the wall of the carriage, leaning forward slightly, bringing the distance between the two of them extremely close.
Chu Yu was taken aback. The Jingguo Mansion did not have a close relationship with Ning Bo's Mansion, and he and Ning Shizi only just nodded their acquaintances. It seemed strange to ask such an intimate question. The good family tradition made him resist the thought of taking two steps back, and replied: "Shang'an, thank you Ning Shizi for your concern."
Ning Shizi squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Yu carefully. The Chu family has a high family style and a strict family style, but this pair of brothers are as eye-catching as pearls and jade. They never dared to think about it. Now there is no one in the Chu family. Supporting the door will inevitably make people feel a little bit thoughtful.
"Qingshi Lane is narrow, and it may be difficult for two cars to drive together." Ning Shizi said softly with a smile in his eyes.
Chu Yu couldn't help frowning slightly. Ning Shizi smelled of the fashionable powder in Beijing, which was a bit pungent. Hearing this, he could only say: "It's okay, my family's carriages and horses will just retreat to the side of the alley."
Ning Shizi smiled suddenly, and leaned closer and said: "How can it be done? What kind of family is the Jingguo Mansion, and the Second Young Master should not be allowed to back down. Otherwise, won't it make people think that I, Ningbo Manor, don't understand?" Courtesy?"
"It's just for convenience, Mr. Ning, don't worry about it." Chu Yu didn't want to say more, and instead told the driver: "Uncle, go aside."
Seeing this, Shizi Ning grasped Chu Yu's hand on the side of the car door, and said indifferently, "Second Young Master, what is your hurry, you have already said that you don't have to retreat. Since it is not appropriate for anyone to take a step back, why don't you just leave?" No more. Wouldn’t it be enough for the second son to share a carriage with me?”
"Presumptuous!" Chu Yu was sullen and grabbed his wrist.
Ning Shizi relied on how old Chu Yu was and his strength, so he wanted to pull Chu Yu off the carriage and threaten him to go to him.
Chu Yu gritted her teeth, trembling with anger. The Chu family has a scholarly family for generations, and it is a real family with a deep and noble family. In the past, when both parents were there, even the prince in the palace would be courteous when he saw the two brothers. Once his parents passed away, even a greasy dude like Ning Shizi dared to bully him so far, how could it not be annoying.
When the two were in a stalemate, they suddenly heard a clear whip from Ling Kong, Ning Shizi cried out in pain, and let go of Chu Yu's hand in pain, and a bloody whip mark appeared on the back of his hand.
"Who doesn't have eyes!" Ning Shizi grew up in a brocade nest, and his family doted on him, so he is not a master who can suffer.
"Which one who doesn't have long eyes bumped into the young master's whip?" A mocking laugh came, causing Chu Yu to look up.
What catches the eye is a majestic horse with a tiger-patterned dragon wing bone on its back, blue clouds neighing, and green hair shaking. It is actually a Dawan with pure blood. The scarlet Shu brocade short jacket sets off a well-proportioned figure, the arrow cuff buttons are gilt, the satin boots are on silver pedals, the jade belt is worn, the navy blue cloak, the long hair stands tall and straight down to the waist, a pair of peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, and the color of the eyes is flowing There was a bit of arrogance in the room, he reined in with one hand, and a soft whip wrapped with gold thread in the other. The end is high-spirited and high-spirited.
"Qin Zheng!" Ning Shizi recognized the little overlord in front of him, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth and roaring.
Qin Zheng tilted his head, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "So it's you, who should I be?"
Ning Shizi said angrily: "Qin Zheng, how dare you hurt me in the street!"
Qin Zheng laughed out loud at first, and then stopped laughing. The golden whip in his hand was like a dragon coming out of the water, fast as lightning, firmly wrapped around Ning Shizi's waist and retracted, while the other hand that was holding the rein let go. , and turned the three-foot long sword around his waist out of its sheath, lightly resting on the side of Ning Shizi's neck. Qin Zheng leaned out of his horse and leaned over to Ning Shizi's ear condescendingly: "Isn't he just a prince, who is not?"
Ning Shizi was startled by the rogue-like action in this threat, stared at Qin Zheng in a daze, speechless.
Qin Zheng patted Ning Shizi's face with the back of his sword: "Don't look at it, I can't look down on you with your looks."
Ning Shizi was furious and furious: "Qin Zheng! How dare you insult me!"
Qin Zheng took the soft whip, and made Ning Shizi speechless: "Young master, why don't you dare, at worst, you will be beaten by my old man when you go home. If you have no rules, you are better than you, a well-dressed beast in the street." A bully is a strong thing."
Ning Shizi was so angry that he had nothing to say, this bastard Qin Zheng was not much different from other dandies in Shangjing, and he was fearless when he was horizontal.
Seeing that Ning Shizi's face turned into a pig's liver, Qin Zheng retracted his whip, unsheathed his long sword, and reined in the reins.
"You wait for my son!" Ning Shizi managed to get away, and turned around angrily to retreat. Just as he took a step, his waist loosened, and his trousers fell to the ground with a soft whip. belt.
"Hahahahaha..." Qin Zheng laughed so hard that he almost fell off his horse, and before Ning Shizi could swear, he rode away.
Chu Yu watched Qin Zheng speeding away from the side of the carriage covered in drizzle, and the water droplets on his long hair seemed to flick his lips, which felt cold for a while.
"Brother Qin Zheng..." Chu Yu blurted out, but only saw Qin Zheng's back. Just when he thought Qin Zheng was leaving just like that, he suddenly saw the rider turning his head.
There was a slight smile in the clear peach blossom eyes, Qin Zheng opened his lips, silently beckoning to him.
go quickly.