Shaodi Chunxin

The voiceless sounds by the Taiye Pool sounded, and the rivers and mountains outside the clouds fell into a dream view.

"Old ancestor, these two sentences are very interesting. Why don't you write them?"

Fu Yuanqing entered the palace for the first year of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and stayed in the Yuxi Palace by the Taiye Pool. The young emperor was asleep, and Fu Yuanqing wrote these two sentences on the rice paper, and then stopped writing.

The ink dripped onto the paper, smudged into a pool of black stains.

Cao Ban'an couldn't bear to comfort him.

Fu Yuanqing came back to his senses, put down his pen slowly, and smiled sadly: "I'm no longer in the mood, I can't write such tricky poems. That's all..."

After he left, Cao Banan folded the rice paper, put it away carefully, and kept it for many years.

After leaving the prison, it started to rain on the way to Fu's house.

The sun is still there, but there are more thin clouds, so some transparent rain falls.

Fu Yuanqing was very quiet in the car, until the car finally stopped, he came back to his senses, and said to Zhao Xu who was wearing the mask of General Tian: "I'll come as soon as I go."

Zhao Xu shook his hand: "Okay."

Fu Yuanqing got out of the car, and Bailishi and Fang Jing were already waiting for him at the door.

This is the first time Fu Yuanqing has come back since he left last time. He walked to the side of the two, and the rain was still falling. Fang Jing opened his umbrella with a haggard expression to protect him from the wind and rain. Listen to Taoju and leave.

"He suffered too much torture in the big prison." Baili said, "The torture rod broke the spine, and he couldn't move below the waist. There are also those steel nails that go through the chest. I don't know how many people have used them. It's clean. I used medicine and dug up the carrion several times, but the weather is too hot, I'm afraid the inside has already festered."

Fang Jing was crying, but there was no sound of crying, just tears.

He asked Baili hoarsely: "Can't the Great Desolation Jade Scripture be used? Can't you find someone to save your life? There are so many dead men in the East Factory, so I will find it for Brother Cao!"

Bailishi and Fu Yuanqing looked at each other.

Then Baili said: "Not every disease is suitable for the Great Desolation Jade Classic. Not everyone is suitable for double rest. Cao Bing's meridians are broken, how can he continue his life through double cultivation?"

Fang Jing wiped his face carelessly with his sleeve, but his cheeks were still wet.

"I don't believe it. Brother Cao is such a good person, he is like a big brother in the inner prison, he is so kind and gentle to everyone, why can't he use the Great Desolation Jade Classic...I don't believe it!"

They walked outside Tingtaoju and stopped.

"It's been half a month since I was brought back to Tingtaoju, and I still have a high fever. Even if I hang the best ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, it's at the end of my strength." Bailishi said to Fu Yuanqing, "He woke up this morning. , Said that I want to see you."

"Okay." Fu Yuanqing said, "I'll go see him."

He entered Tingtao Residence.

Fang Jing's tears became more violent. He looked up at the sky, trying to stop the tears from falling.

After Cao Ban'an was rescued from the prison, he was not sent to the palace again, but moved into Tingtao Residence, where Fu Yuanqing used to live in the dormitory.

When Fu Yuanqing went in, he was leaning on a soft couch facing the window. He was still in a coma, with an abnormal blush on his face, and he never woke up.Fu Yuanqing didn't wake him up either, but moved a stool and sat beside him, watching the rain outside.

"I remember the day you entered the palace." Cao Ban'an didn't know when he woke up, and looked at the rain together with him. When I came out, I asked Master who would come to live. He said it was you..."

Cao Ban'an grabbed the brocade quilt covering his lower body with both hands: "When I heard that, I was very happy. At that time, your family just suffered a catastrophe, and you fell into the clothes washing bureau. It was obviously wrong, but you can imagine that every day in the future I was very happy to see the son."

"That's the truth, there's nothing wrong with it." Fu Yuanqing replied to him, "The apprehension when I entered the palace was all because of seeing you, and I was at peace. Most of my success in the palace was due to your consolation, half-safety. "

"Really, that's great." Cao Ban'an said with some relief.

He turned his head to look, Fu Yuanqing poured good tea and handed it to his hand, he took it and held it in his hand, lowered his eyes and sipped it lightly, warmed the tea into his throat, it was only old Mao Feng, but tasted the sweetness of jade liquid and fine nectar .

After a while, the cloud was blown away by the wind.

The sun and rain stopped, and the water and mist had no time to disperse in mid-air, and a rainbow was wiped out by the sun.

Shallow, looming.

Beautiful and elegant like an ink painting.

Cao Ban'an looked back, at this time, the sun was stroking Fu Yuanqing's cheek gently, caring for the existence he had been looking up to.

"My lord..." he called out in a low voice.

"I'm here, Ban An."

"My lord, can I... can I hold your hand?" he asked.

Fu Yuanqing held his hot hand.

He held a piece of yellowed rice paper in his hand.

Fu Yuanqing unfolded it and looked... Startled.

Cao Ban'an stared closely at Fu Yuanqing's eyes, and said to him: "This is the first year... In the first year, you wrote two lines of poems. Later, later, you couldn't write any more, saying that you were no longer in the mood. Now, everything is better now. I always want to hear a few words, son, can you..."

At this time, his temperature is passing rapidly, and the boiling body temperature has become quiet, making Cao Ban'an feel more comfortable than he has ever felt these days.His consciousness became limp and began to fall into a darkness.

But he is not afraid.

His young master took his hand and held it firmly.

It makes the darkness look extraordinarily gentle.

"From the clear sound by the Taiye Pool, the rivers and mountains outside the clouds enter the dream view.

Half of this life is returned to heaven and earth, and half is returned to the world. 【Note 1】"

Fu Yuanqing's voice was soft and warm, it seemed to come from far away, but it seemed to be right next to his ears.

"Ban'an, this poem has been completed, and I give it to you."

Cao Banan laughed in the pattering sun and rain.

Meet Aetna.

Ask no more.

In the sunshine, there is some inexplicable sadness.

Zhao Xu waited in the car for a long time before he saw Fu Yuanqing's figure coming out of the door.

He came slowly, with tears in his eyes, shining like jewels in the sun.

When he saw Zhao Xu, just seeing this person, seeing his eyes, the grief torn apart by pain, all the shortcomings of the past ten years, were easily soothed.

Fu Yuanqing took two quick steps, walked to the side of the car, and looked up at him slightly.

"Xu'er, I've been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Xu wiped his tears for him, and hugged him domineeringly, he whispered: "Father, from now on it will be a smooth journey, I won't let you cry again."

"it is good."

[Note 1] "Yunwai Heshan" comes from Wang Yisun's "Meiwu New Moon", and the last two sentences are adapted from Li Mian's "Half and Half Song" "Half returns to the world, and half of the world is given up."