Chapter 429

Because now, in the lens of xiaoforgetshu, the clouds have been removed from Gu xiaopang's chaotic and dark sea of divine knowledge. With the scattering of a golden light, the picture of this lens is lit up again.

This time, the scene change is so hazy. Looking at this scene, there are not only Gu Zheng outside the book, but also Gu baimeng inside the book.

They are two passers-by, just like watching the scenery that doesn't belong to them. At the same time, they look at a person who has some relationship with them. How to interpret their own life.

This is an antique wing room. On a bunk bed, a young woman with her forehead wrapped around her head is kindly looking at the baby in her arms, gently humming unknown songs, coaxing the sweet and soft little guy to sleep for a while.

The woman Gu Zheng recognized it at a glance. It was Huang Xinger.

Now she has already retired from her youth and has already become a mature and charming woman.

With the warm interaction between the big one and the small one, the fat baby like lotus root yawned and fell into a sweet dream again.

Until this time, the servant girl standing outside the door dared to walk gently into the house, serve the hostess on the bed, get up lightly, tidy up her makeup, and go to the soft collapse to check the housework.

Because the child is still young, even the master and servant, who are still some distance from the implantation, speak in a low voice.

When the hostess finished the little work at hand, the next door servant girl dared to report some chores in the mansion to her.

"Huang Niang Zi, the people in Li Niang Zi's family sent someone over again."

"Hmm? But my former boss? Just say it, everyone knows my background and there is no need to avoid it."

The big servant girl on one side bent over and continued to report: "they said that there were wars everywhere this new year's day. The husband of empress Li Qingzhao was weak, and the man who was looking for later had no ability."

"I can't even pay back the taxes of the imperial court. I want to borrow some money from Mrs. Huang. I'll pay for it for a while."

Hearing Huang Xinger here, she pondered for a while and asked again, "how much money has the lady of the Li family borrowed from us?"

The servant girl on the other side did not hesitate, but directly reported a value: "there are about two hundred liang of cash. Does the lady want to borrow it?"

Hearing this, Huang Xinger smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "the silver of our family is not blown by the wind. My husband has gathered less and more with me these years. He can rest assured to give his family to me and send the silver money home regularly."

"But we don't know what business he does or when the barrier in his heart will pass."

"In addition, empress Li is addicted to gambling. She has long lost the cool and pressing backbone of Li Qingzhao. How much of the silver money was given to her for emergency and how much was used as a gamble for anesthesia. We don't know."

"Go and give them money for two times. Not much, not much. Life is enough, so that they don't have extra money to spend on the female owners of their families."

"Yes!" the big servant girl received the order and was just about to step down, but she saw the hostess she had been serving. She didn't know what she thought. She was bitter on her face.

She seemed to hold the grievance for Huang Xinger and said one more sentence: "the lady has just given birth to a little childe for half a year, and the officials left behind and went to the front."

"He even ignored his great family property. He only saw that the people were suffering from the golden people. How could he know that the most difficult thing was the wife who gave birth to children for him?"

Hearing the complaint of her personal servant girl, Huang Xinger just smiled helplessly, waved her hand to the servant girl to do business quickly, and said to herself like talking to herself: "where do you know the pain in the hearts of officials?"

"This barrier, even me and my son, may not be able to let him pass."

The big servant girl who withdrew didn't understand the truth. Maybe only when she fell into meditation in the room and leaned against the client drinking wine under the trees like a hungry wolf on the confrontation front between the song and Jin armies, could she understand the gratitude and resentment.

At this time, the picture seen by Gu Zheng and the little fat man turned again, and the whole scene turned from the warm and comfortable home rear of the state of song to a bleak battlefield of confrontation between the two armies.

At this time, the battlefield was no longer on the edge of the inland of the Central Plains. The original battlefield of the great song dynasty was beaten and fled.

At this time, the battlefield has reached the outermost periphery of Taiyuan mansion. Outside Yanmen pass, several generations of monarchs of the state of song are eager for the sixteen Yanyun prefectures.

Those people with the same Han blood and no foreign characteristics are looking forward to the arrival of the song army outside Yanmen pass.

But how could the kingdom of Jin, which was established by a nation on a strong horse, want to give up this rich and vast land.

Thus, the two countries, on this land, formed a short and lasting battle.

But now, it has nothing to do with Gu Zheng at this time, because he is full of broken beard, his hair has not been combed and his face has not been washed. He relies on a crooked pine and cypress tree and pours the unique liquor of Taiyuan mansion into his mouth.

In front of him, there was a lonely grave bag. Because the new grave was not long ago, only the unknown little safflower swayed in the wind at the edge of the grave, adding a touch of light to the depressing scene.

Gu Zheng gulped down the wine and looked at the red flower and the Yellow pistil. Just when he wanted to reach out and pull it down, he stopped his extended hand.

Because his hand, which used to pull a bow and hold a knife, is now stained with black mud full of slovenness. Seeing Gu Zheng here, he retracted his hand in some embarrassment. I'm afraid it disturbed the people in the tomb. He rubbed it carelessly on the same unclean clothes.

He smiled awkwardly at the grave bag and said, "sun erniang, I know you love cleanliness best."

"You must like the gorgeous flowers. Like yourself, they are so red."

"Can't I pick it?"

"I just hope you can give me a response. Why, I'm so drunk, but I still can't sleep?"

"If I can sleep, can I hear your last word to me in my dream?"

"You said, why are you so stupid to save a man like me who seems to be loyal and courageous, but actually ruthless!?"

At this point, the man, who was surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, did not change his face, but cried bitterly with his head in his arms.

"A man like me seeks justice in the world for the great righteousness in my heart! But when I do such things, I also have my selfishness!"

"You don't see that I already have a wife and children. Even if Gu Zheng dies for his ideal, he also has his own way back."

"This is my selfishness!"

"But what are you trying to do? What are you trying to do? It's to be behind me. I can't ask for it. I'm even willing to lose my life!"

"Why can't you be selfish for yourself? I'm not as good as you think!"

Speaking of this, Gu Zheng knelt in front of the small grave bag with his head covered. In front of the grave, there was a rough wooden plate carved by a rough man, with the taboo of the tomb owner.

"The tomb of sun erniang"

His head seemed to be unable to stop, lying down in front of the memorial tablet.

"Did you see that, er Niang?" he said as he put his head against the ground

"Your heart is too anxious. In fact, when I appear on this battlefield again, it is not because you pester me in Jiangnan every day."

"I think that when I finish my ideal, I will tell you where I first met you. In fact, I am very greedy, and my heart is divided into countless pieces."

"And one of them, it keeps saying this sentence, my heart is happy with you."

"Yes," as soon as he said this sentence, Gu Zheng seemed to take off his strength and collapsed in front of the tombstone like a dead dog. The big tears converged into a stream that could not stop, and outlined two winding mud and water gullies on the loess ground.

"Yes, I Gu Zheng's heart pleased sun erniang. My heart was shaking when you said you were big and apricot was small."

"At that time, I secretly thought, how can I be so unpretentious? As a great Xia, how can I be hooked away by such a witch?"

"You are so cruel, you are not a good stubble!"

"But your pursuit, your pursuit, is too strong."

"I kept hypnotizing myself, but I was attracted by your back in red."

"Until finally, I answered your request and came to the battlefield that needs me."

"I always think that I'll stretch it again. I like watching you pout around me and stamping your feet in anger."

"Because it is so fresh, so warm, I have never felt, warm love and need."

"I was greedy, so I didn't say this!"

"And is this what an alien eunuch said? God took your life?"

"But I only regret it, because I dare not accept your love in the narrow sense of hypocrisy!"

"Bang bang!"

Gu Zheng's hammer head flushed the yellow dust on the ground, and also flushed the infinite desolation in his heart.

Sobbing, he couldn't say a complete word, but he still had to ask his puzzling question: "did you see the arrow shooting at my back heart?"

"Then why did you rush up foolishly? I'm such a big bastard who doesn't give you false words. Don't I just die?"

"Do you know you can't ask? That's why you intend to use your life to let me remember your kindness?"

"Then you should be cruel and let me die! Why don't you save an asshole like me? I'm an asshole! Asshole! Asshole!!!"

Every time he said one more word, Gu Zheng's palm hammered a pit of despair and grief on the land, like self mutilation. He couldn't stop.

In the end, it was dripping blood, mixed with soil, like sad blood and tears, incomparable sadness.