The beginning of spring has just passed, and the sky has not yet warmed up.
It snowed last night, covering the mountains with silver.
On the mountainside is the famous Jokhang Temple in the capital.
A thick layer of snow was piled on top of the golden glazed glass. After noon, I saw the snow dripping and dripping down the eaves.
The sky was leaden gray, a little gloomy and depressed, and it didn’t mean to clear up.
I feel that the abbot Yuanyuan is very old, and his face is full of wrinkles.
Walking on the mountain road, he looked down, then glanced at the figure in front of him, and said, “Ten days later, it will be his fiftieth birthday… Should you go back?”
Gu Juefei did not speak.
He’s a scholar, but he doesn’t have that soft-spoken air.
The back is as straight as green bamboo, bright and clear.
He is tall and slender, wearing a dark blue satin robe in dark bamboo leaves. Although he wears a large cloak with a dark blue cloud and crane pattern, it cannot hide his wide shoulders and narrow waist.
The eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the temples are like knife cuts.
The bottom of his eyes was silent and deep, and he was born with a good appearance.
Six years ago, the madness that became famous at a young age was washed away, and under the trials and tribulations of the years, he has become a calm and mature person who is as deep as an abyss and as stable as Mount Tai.
If you don’t witness his change with your own eyes, or you feel far away, it will be difficult to connect those past with this person today.
Seeing that the other party didn’t speak, Jue Yuan sighed.
“Although I don’t know why you went up the mountain, how can there be an overnight feud between father and son? Besides, it has been six years. In a few more years, he will soon reach the age of becoming an official.”
“I heard that the second son of the mansion is in high spirits. He took the Juren exam last year, and this year there is an imperial examination, so he should take part in the Spring Festival.”
“You are the head of the family, if you go back and give him some pointers…”
“Where did you hear it?”
Gu Juefei heard the word “Dichang”, and finally got impatient to hear it again, lifted his eyelids, glanced at Jueyuan, and interrupted him with a half-smile.
If you look closely, you will find that the bottom of his eyes is covered with a layer of ice, and there is no smile at all.
Jueyuan knew that he could hide it from him: “It’s your father. He came here yesterday afternoon and talked with me for a long time in the meditation room. He didn’t go down the mountain until Hai Shi. At that time, the snow was heavy…”
During the imperial court, Gu Chengqian was the first-rate civil servant.
Thirteen years ago, when the palace changed, he was shot in the leg by a stray arrow in order to protect the then third prince.
Later, the third prince ascended the throne, and he was named Taishi, but the root of the disease fell. Every time the weather is cloudy, wet and cold, it is always like a needle sticking an axe, and the pain is unbearable.
The new emperor is grateful to him for his great success in escorting him in the past, and sympathetic to his hard work for the country now, and he has given special permission that there will be no rain or snow.
But last night it was freezing cold and snowing down the mountain, what should it be like?
Abbot Jueyuan still remembers that the white hair on his head, when he opened the door to say goodbye, was the same color as the snowflakes flying in the cold night.
Sometimes, words don’t need to be said, especially with smart people.
Jueyuan glanced at Gu Juefei, and he fell silent as expected.
There was not a single pedestrian on the long mountain road. On the snow that had begun to melt, there was only a series of footprints left when the abbot Jueyuan came up to him.
In the temple on the mountainside, the voice of chanting “Buddha Said Amitabha Sutra” was faintly heard.
The wind, I don’t know when, was in a hurry, and it was cold.
Gu Juefei only felt that his feet were a little stiff, and then he remembered that he was going down the mountain.
He started walking again, but still didn’t speak.
The abbot felt far away and didn’t bother, and let him think about it slowly, but he couldn’t help but think of those old events in his heart.
Gu Juefei, who used to be known as “Master Gu”.
Born in the famous Gu family in the capital, he is the first son of the long house, and he has read poetry and books since childhood.
At the age of 11, he studied under Mr. Youyang. At the age of 15, he went to study abroad. When he returned to Beijing at the age of 19, he was already a well-known young talent.
On the day he was crowned, he visited as many famous houses in the capital as there were.
Master Gu had a solemn expression on his face, and chose the word “Rang Xian” for this eldest son.
Not long after, Gu Juefei participated in the imperial examination.
All the way to the first place in the township exam, and the first in the aptitude test, Caixue amazed the government and the public. It was not until the palace test that he was pressed down by the emperor because he was still young, and only ordered a third flower.
Rao is like this, he is also the youngest Tanhua Lang in Daxia.
At that time, the ladies in the capital, Xiaojiabiyu, who would not want to marry him?
The iceman who went to matchmaking almost missed the threshold of the Gu family.
But no one could have imagined that in that year, the old man of the Gu family rode a crane to the west. Gu Juefei fell out with his family for no reason, came to the Jokhang Temple on a rainy night, and never returned home.
How many people do not understand?
A 23-year-old Tanhualang, whose father is also a court teacher, and Wanli Pengcheng was in front of him, he even said that he would give up, and went to live in the temple, becoming a laity disciple of Lao Shizi!
People pondered and pondered, but in the end they still gave him a reason-
Wounded by love.
It is rumored that Wei Yi, the third daughter of Taifu Wei’s family, whom the eldest son Gu greatly admired, was chosen to be in the palace at the age of nineteen and became the emperor’s favorite concubine.
No coincidence, just before Gu Juefei moved into the Jokhang Temple.
As for Gu Juefei, is he an infatuation?
No one knows that.
Even Jue Yuan, who has seen his changes in the past six years, is not very clear.
Jueyuan walked all the way and thought all the way.
No matter how deep these thoughts are, they are like a breeze in the end, and there is no trace in the end.
After a while, the two of them were already one after the other, and went down the mountainside to the mountainside, and the Jokhang Temple was in front of them.
Walking around along the root of the wall is the mountain gate that enters the temple.
At this time, a group of people came down from the mountain.
There are men and women, all dressed neatly, neatly and silently, surrounded by a small sedan chair with green curtains, and parked in front of the mountain gate.
As soon as the sedan chair fell, a girl in a green jacket and a pair of buns took two steps, and when she got to the sedan chair, she hurriedly greeted the bearer.
“Press the sedan”.
The voice is soft.
Seeing this scene from a distance, Gu Juefei stopped.
The sedan chair was used by a female servant, so he didn’t want to rush forward.
At first glance, there is nothing special about this group of people, but he can keenly sense that this is a cleanup that only exists in the big family.
And, a little weird.
With such weather and no festival, there shouldn’t be any pilgrims in the temple.
Jueyuan abbot was also watching from afar, but a pair of old eyes showed a bit of pity and sigh: “It’s the sedan chair of the general’s mansion. I suffered a serious illness a while ago, otherwise I should have come half a month ago. I’m done.”
He didn’t mention who “had a serious illness”, but after Gu Juefei heard the words “General’s Mansion”, the doubts in his heart were immediately resolved.
So, there was a moment of trance.
“It was her…”
The one sitting in the sedan chair is probably the Lu family, right?
The wife of the head of the General’s House, the widow of General Xue Kuang.
This year, I should be twenty-seven, the mother of four children.
Eleven years ago, she, Wei Yi and Sun Xuedai were called the three beauties in the capital.
At that time, because of Wei Yi, Gu Juefei also vaguely knew about this Miss Lu family.
Different from Wei Yi’s begonia-like peaches and plums, and different from Sun Xuedai’s icy and elegant look like high-cold plums, Lu Jinxi is light and graceful, with a soft temperament.
Even if her complexion is equally outstanding, she really has no sense of existence against the light of the other two.
The following year after she was married, she was conferred by the new emperor and married Xue Kuang, the second son of the general’s house.
Xue Kuang was born in a general, and he has gone on several expeditions with his father at a young age.
When the marriage decree went down, the others were still at the border. After receiving the decree, they rushed back to get married.
It’s just that, with him back to Beijing, there is also an enchanting woman, a child with leg problems.
When I heard about this, the whole capital was blown up.
No one expected that Xue Kuang, guarding the border, had already taken in a concubine and gave birth to a five-year-old child!
Thinking that Xue Kuang was twenty-two this year, he was young, and it was normal to have an open room.
It’s just that even the son has been brought out. The family members don’t know what to say, and they are still getting married and returning to Beijing with their concubine. Isn’t this a slap in the face of the Lu family?
Lord Lu was so eager to love his daughter, that night he was so angry that he knelt in front of the palace gate, scolding Wufu for being rude, for being shameless, for breaking etiquette, and for not giving people a way to live. Crying and grabbing the ground, begging the new emperor to take back his life.
How can the emperor open his mouth, the golden rule can be changed at will?
Lord Lu was still persuaded by his colleagues to go back.
Within two days, the concubine that Xue Kuang brought back became unaccustomed to the conditions and became acutely ill. Unfortunately, he passed away. He was carried out of the house, wrapped in straw mats, and thrown to the mass grave.
Probably the people in the General’s Mansion also knew that it was their Xue Mansion’s fault.
However, the five-year-old child was not dealt with and was raised in the house.
Lu’s family of poems and books, and a roomful of scholars, never thought of driving people to a dead end, let alone killing a lame child. Then again, it was the blood of the Xue family, so when I turned back, I had to call my young lady “mother”.
On the day they got married, the family swallowed all kinds of resentment, and reluctantly married a precious girl who was so distressed as eyeballs into the Xue Mansion.
Xue’s parent, Fang Changdi, participated in the war a few years ago and was buried in the battlefield. The second son, Xue Kuang, became the inheritor of the family business.
Although Lu Jinxi has a gentle temperament and is cowardly, he has no means. But because of Xue Kuang’s identity, she also became the wife of the general’s mansion without any risk, and managed the affairs of the mansion with reluctance.
The year she got married, she became pregnant and gave birth to a daughter.
The following year, Xue Kuang was transferred to the frontier and began to lead troops to fight.
Three years to pacify the enemy bandits, five years to recover Yumen, to take charge of the tiger talisman, to deploy one million troops, and to be appointed as a general, which made the barbarians feel frightened for a while.
For Daxia, it was undoubtedly a rare period of scenery.
Only during this time, Xue Kuang rarely returned home.
Young couples, get together less and leave more.
Lu Jinxi gave him a first-class official life, gave birth to two daughters for him one after another, and finally conceived his third child in the sixth year.
It was also this year that the Huns in the west attacked aggressively.
Xue Kuang has been victorious in a hundred battles without a defeat. He is already the brightest flag in Daxia. Naturally, it is his duty. After taking the order, he immediately sent troops and marched west to meet him.
In January, at the battle of Hanshan Pass, the Xia army defeated the Xiongnu and completely repelled the enemy.
At the same time as the good news came from the border, a shocking news also came, which shook the court and the opposition——
The 27-year-old general Xue Kuang died in battle and sacrificed his life for the country.
Xue Kuang fought the Huns for a long time and killed countless enemies.
At the battle of Hanshan Pass, the Xiongnu army was given an order. If Xue Kuang died, the 300,000-strong army of Daxia would be vulnerable to a single blow, and it was nothing to worry about.
Therefore, in this battle, we will do everything in our power to cut Xue Kuang’s head first!
The surviving soldiers said it was an extremely brutal siege.
In the end, they didn’t even find Xue Kuang’s corpse, but only pieced together the broken sword and silver spear, and brought back the dark cloud and the snow that had blinded his left eye…
Lu Jinxi in the General’s Mansion in Beijing, after hearing the news, was so frightened that he fainted as soon as his eyes darkened.
She gave birth prematurely due to shock during pregnancy.
At that time, the situation was extremely dangerous, and the emperor gave his life to the imperial hospital: one was Xue Kuang’s widow’s wife, the other was his posthumous son, and neither adults nor children were allowed to have an accident!
As a result, most of the imperial hospital was crowded into the general’s mansion, making a mess.
Fortunately, God has mercy, Lu Jinxi took a risk and returned from the gate of hell, and gave birth to Lin Er, the only son of Xue Kuang.
She wiped her tears and named her son “Chi”.
Later…
Gu Juefei is not very clear.
Because not long after that, he became disheartened, went to the Jokhang Temple in a rage, and never returned to the capital.
But guess what, Lu Jinxi’s temperament is too soft, and she looks cowardly and bullying at home.
There is a large general’s mansion, with his wife, wife and eldest princess on his head, brother-in-law, sister-in-law and sister-in-law on the left and right, and four children below, one of which is not his own, how can life go smoothly?
The monks in the temple seem to have sighed, saying that the general’s wife is pitiful.
The Xue family offered a tablet for Xue Kuang at the Jokhang Temple. The wife would come to see it once a month on the twentieth of a month, and add some sesame oil to the temple along the way.
If Gu Juefei is the youngest Tanhualang, Xue Kuang is the youngest general.
It’s just that they are not the same kind, so Gu Juefei has never had a deep conversation with this person.
He didn’t look down on Xue Kuang in the end, he brought his concubine and son back from the border, and he was ashamed of his wife.
Unexpectedly, in the past, there was little interaction, but today one is worshipped in a Buddhist hall, and the other is living in seclusion in a meditation room.
The eyes are like ancient wells, no waves.
Gu Juefei looked at the sedan chair quietly, without even the slightest hint of firework in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
In front of the mountain gate, the sedan chair has already been pressed down.
“Madam, we’re here.”
The green-clothed maid, called an egret, stepped forward and opened the sedan curtain.
The woman’s obedient moon-white skirt is faintly exposed in the sedan chair, and a few gold flowers are hooked on the top with a dark silver thread.
She moved, bowed her head slightly, and bowed out of the sedan chair.
Both hands are cradled in a rabbit fur hand cage embroidered with tangled lotus, which is dignified with warmth.
From Gu Juefei’s direction, you can’t see her face, only a silhouette.
The pure moon white is covered with a mink cloak to block the cold wind outside.
The body is slender and graceful, the skin is whiter than ice and snow, and the blue silk on the head is comparable to a crow’s feather. There was nothing on the white jade-like earlobes, and the sandalwood lips were slightly pursed, light pink.
There is an unspeakable change in the eyes of Danfeng, who only slowly raised his head and looked at the high mountain gate.
When the mountain wind blows, her back is straight and she doesn’t move, which is a bit out of the ordinary.
There are only a few corners of the clothes, which are gently flipped.
Such a gesture…
Gu Juefei looked at it, and suddenly frowned, feeling a little strange and unfamiliar.