Between the vast sea of ​​clouds

She slept for a day and a night, and when she woke up, the snow had stopped outside, so she went to call the servants to fetch water to wash, and the servants brought over the brand-new royal blue official robes in a wooden box, saying that it was Lang. You ordered.

The servants in the mansion are naturally curious about the relationship between the two. If they are married, why do they sleep in separate rooms?If they were not married, how could a man be in charge of the affairs of the house?He has never seen Zhang Wei come to Qingping's study, and Qingping has never set foot in Zhang Wei's backyard.Although the servant was curious, he also knew that she could not inquire about the private affairs of the mansion, so he respectfully sent the clothes outside the study, brought hot water again, and waited at the door with his head bowed.

Qing Ping unfolded the official robe and hung it on the hanger. The surface of the robe is silk and satin, it is easy to have marks after being folded for a long time, and it will lose its neatness.

After she finished washing, Zhang Wei sent someone to invite her to the hall for dinner. The two had a quiet breakfast. A well-behaved family pays attention to eating and sleeping without talking. Not proficient, there is still a sound of collision between the dishes, but it is much better than before.

The bowls and dishes were put into the wooden box, and the servants left silently. Zhang Wei sat beside him. Qingping didn't know what to say to him, but it was Zhang Wei who spoke first: "Today, Xiao Han, is the memorial day for my deceased wife. I want to go to the Jokhang Temple to perform a pillar. fragrant."

There are no carriages and horses in the mansion. If you want to go to a distant place, you need to call a carriage outside.But Zhang Wei is just a man after all, it is not good to show his face outside, Qingping thought for a while that there is nothing wrong with him, and said: "Okay, I will go with you."

She went to the car dealership and called a carriage to the gate of the mansion. Zhang Yi came out wearing a veiled hat.The snow was fine today, the snow sweepers had already piled all the snow on both sides of the street, Qingping opened the curtain and looked outside, he didn't feel cold.

Zhang Wei is weak, so he is wearing extra thick clothes at this time.Qingping didn't take a closer look at what he was wearing, it was too intimate after all.Although the two were said to be engaged in their names, Qingping always treated him with courtesy and never made any overstepping actions.She lowered her head to look at Zhang Wei's robe, and suddenly saw a familiar knot.

It is not uncommon for men in Hezhou to weave knots, but the knot on Zhang Wei's body looks strangely familiar. A knot was untied from his waist, and he said, "Are you looking at this?"

"Hmm." Qingping was a little dazed, "You made this up?"

"My wife...made this up," Zhang Wei pursed his lips and said, "I'm going to offer incense today, so I thought about taking it with me."

He lowered his head, hid the sadness in his eyes, and said softly: "It's all because of the mourning of the old man."

Qingping suddenly asked: "Does this knot have other meanings?"

"Of course there is. If the Chenhe knot is 39 knots, it is a gift from a friend, and the [-] knots is a gift from a lover. Look—"

Zhang Wei turned the knot over, picked out the single rope with four jade beads hanging on it, and slowly pulled it. In a blink of an eye, the knot became a concentric knot.

Qingping's eyes trembled, and he reached out to touch the knot, but withdrew his hand in fear.She took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Put it away, there are many people offering incense in the temple, don't lose it."

Zhang Wei didn't know why she said this, and silently hung the knot back into his clothes.

Qingping opened the curtain and looked outside, the long street was covered with snow, because the late emperor had a great funeral, and the whole country was wearing mourning, the street was extremely cold, there were no people in the restaurants and teahouses, only the street food stalls were still occupied by people, there was something cooking in the big pot, the heat Shengteng, looking a bit warm in the ice and snow.

All this was reflected in her eyes, but what she was thinking about was the countless bleak nights in Yunzhou.

She remembered the straw knot, which had 39 knots in total.

The depressive pain spread to his heart again, Qingping put down the curtain, and the carriage turned a corner and stopped a moment later.

She touched the paper crane in her sleeve, and sighed deeply from the bottom of her heart.

Memories came flooding back, disturbing her thoughts.

The girl in the school turned around and smiled at her, saying, "My name is Wu Ying, how about you?"

She closed her eyes, people always remember something more clearly after losing it, the man grabbed her sleeve and said intermittently: "Next time, next time I will definitely not leave you behind, you... Do you trust me?"

It was a prophecy, and she really kept the promise she made when she was a child.

But Wu Ying, what were you thinking at that time?

In the temple, Zhang Yi received the incense, and saw that she was distracted frequently and almost bumped into the people behind, so he asked, "It's because the study is too cold, why don't you take a rest?"

Qingping was startled, and also realized that she was too indulged in memories, she withdrew her thoughts, shook her head and said: "There is floor heating in the study, so it's not too cold."

A young monk led them to the back hall to offer incense, because that was a place specially reserved for men to offer incense, and Qingping was not allowed to enter, so he sat in the guest room and waited for Zhang Yi to come out after offering incense.

The monk withdrew after serving tea. She sat for a while, thinking about something by herself, but she heard someone coming outside, and the door suddenly opened.

The visitor obviously didn't expect that there were still people in the room, first he was startled, retreated out, and said to the people around him: "Mistress, there are already people in this room, shall I ask someone to change the place?"

The man said: "It's too troublesome to change, so I won't bother you."

Qing Ping saw the man entered the room with the help of the servants, obviously she was old and his legs were inconvenient, so she got up and saluted.The man smiled and said, "I'm bothering Miss."

She took off her hood and cloak, turned around, and her eyes met. Although the old man had gray hair at the temples and simple clothes, his eyes were full of spirit, not inferior to the young man.

The old man stared at her for a moment and said, "You are... Li Qingping?"

Qing Ping bowed down and said: "Students have met the head of the school."

Never expected to meet He Yan, the former head of the Chang'an Official Academy here, He Yan said: "There is no need to be polite, I am no longer the head of the school. It's just Qingping, why are you here?"

Qingping respectfully said: "The student is here to accompany my wife to offer incense and pray for blessings."

"Hey, it's really nice to have a family." He Yan said with a smile.

Has the arrest warrant been withdrawn?Chu Jun moved so fast, how could the funeral be distracted from this matter?A few thoughts flashed through Qingping's mind, but he still respectfully held the disciple salute.

Before she had time to think about how to deal with He Yan's next question, a servant said by the door: "Mistress, the carriage is ready. Sixth Auntie has come out of the back hall and is already waiting in the carriage."

He Yan nodded, smiled and said: "The old man will take a step ahead."

Qingping sent her outside the door, watching the two servants help her go away.

The servant helped He Yan into the carriage, and there was already a person sitting in the carriage, holding Mrs. Tang to keep warm.

"Third sister, what's the matter?"

He Yan half-closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Hey, I'm so anxious, if you are so impatient, why don't you go and see for yourself?"

The man hissed and sighed, rolled his eyes and said, "You think I don't want to? Don't be foolish, tell me quickly!"

He Yan drank a cup of hot tea first under the service of his servants, and then said slowly: "I think she looks pretty good, and she doesn't lack any arms or legs."

The man glanced at her, and said impatiently: "Pick up some key points!"

"What did you say?" The servant put away the tea set, He Yan frowned slightly, and said, "Where is your style of a nobleman? You can't hold your breath, you are not as good as a student like you."

The man said: "How?"

He Yan said: "It's okay, it's not like someone who can come back from Xirong. If you practice it in the future, you will naturally become a great weapon."

She thought for a while and then said: "You and her have a teacher-student relationship, why don't you go to see her, and you can talk more openly about anything in person."

"You think I don't want to?" the man sighed, "It's just that His Majesty has not yet ascended the throne at this time, everything needs to be done carefully, and it is unknown until the last step."

He Yan said: "That's right, you have to be careful at all times, this principle can't go wrong much."

"I just think this child is really pitiful. What happened in Yunzhou really wronged her."

He Yan raised his eyes and said: "It's good if I can get my life back. Didn't Your Majesty always remember her? This situation may not be a coincidence, and it will naturally not be a problem to make a fortune in the future."

The man sighed a few more times, and said: "Hey, I just hope she can think about it a little bit more, don't get into a dead end and hurt yourself."

He Yan thought for a while and said: "You don't have to play tricks, Sun Congshan's fault is not entirely your fault."

The car fell into a deathly silence. After a while, the man said in a low voice: "A mistake is a mistake, even if it's not complete, as long as it's not right, it's still wrong."

"Hey, look at you." He Yan said, "He Yan, when you get back to the mansion, go and kneel in front of your parents' tablets."

Sitting in the guest room, Qingping was in a daze thinking about He Yan, the former head of the official school that he met just now.

The memories of studying in Chang'an in the past seem to be vivid in my memory, and I don't know where those classmates and friends are at this time. Are they staying in Chang'an as officials, or are they released?She thought of those days when she was immersed in scientific examinations. At that time, she felt that the days were too short and there was not enough time in each day.If you fail in the three-year scientific examination, you will have to go through another three years.She only has this one chance, if she fails to seize it, those documents that can prove her identity will be wiped out.

She is well aware of her own shortcomings, and unlike her high-talking classmates, many of them come from aristocratic families, and they are born to be superior, even if they fail the exam, there are other ways to find out.But she, Li Qingping, was just a commoner, and even the documents and letters that could prove her identity were empty shells under the guise of her name.

She thought that she had completely rewritten her fate, but she didn't know that from the moment she used these things to impersonate and take part in the scientific examination, the ending was already doomed.

She is in the hands of others, her life is involuntary, in the distant and blurred childhood memory, what is the purpose of all this?

That's right, it's just a beautiful dream of traveling all over the world, but with the heart as a bondage, how can you be at ease?

Thinking about it this way, she felt a little ridiculous, no matter how sad it was, it was only by holding power firmly in her hands that she could do what she wanted to do.

The bell in the temple rang, Qing Ping collected his thoughts, and suddenly realized one thing, why hasn't Zhang Wei come back after he has been away for so long?