fluttering night wind

White clouds embrace secluded stones, and the Spring Festival Gala is full of green fields. The young man is carrying a bundle of firewood on his back and humming a little song all the way to the village. pace.Stepping into the yard, he unloaded the firewood on his back into the east kitchen, but heard a burst of crying in the hall.

He hurriedly walked into the main room barefoot, and saw his father sitting in front of the mat, opposite his sister and stepmother kneeling.The little girl was crying with tears all over her face, her right hand was stretched out, red and swollen like a pig's trotter, and the woman was picking out the huge red blisters on the back of her hand with a needle and a candle.

He felt more distressed than his own injury, and ran over to ask what was going on.The woman sighed and said, "Your sister was reading while the fire was burning in the kitchen, and accidentally stretched her hand into the stove along with the firewood, causing the fire to lick her." She popped the biggest red bubble as she spoke, and the girl was in pain. His eyebrows were wrinkled, and tears and sweat dripped down his face.

There was only an angry shout: "Who told you to read while you were working? You even stole my brother's textbooks. You are so daring. The "Female Model" you read has been thrown into the sky."

Bai Yansheng glanced at the books on the ground that had a few holes burned by splashing sparks, and hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Rong'er didn't steal it, I gave it to her to relieve her boredom."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but Bai Heng was even more furious when he said it: "The family paid for you to read sage books, and you hang out with girls every day, and you have no ambitions."

Every night the wind blew across the courtyard, and the oil lamps swayed and whimpered in the wind, which seemed to burn his heart.

"Why, my sister, what reason does she have to die?".

"Your sister, Miss Yanrong died of illness and starvation." Mencius said in a gruff voice.

Bai Yansheng's face was cloudy and uncertain: "Yan Rong has martial arts skills, how can she not be able to withstand..." He was choked up for a moment and couldn't continue.

Mencius stared at the gravel in that place, and said slowly: "The Shu army plundered all the way into Qingzhou. No chickens or dogs were left behind. The fields were green and yellow, starvation was everywhere, and the epidemic was rampant in the villages and towns. There was no doctor or medicine. The geese were infected with the plague. I gave Yanfeng all the valuables in the house, and asked him to come to Dongping to find you. She was injured, and several ribs were broken. She was not treated in time to care for Yanxing, and the broken bone pierced into her lung. There was no food left at home, and she was powerless He went out to ask for help, cut off his body and fed it to Yan Xing, which saved his life."

Bai Yansheng stood up and looked at him with an incomprehensible expression: "If you don't say it, I will never give up. My sister said when she was a child, that the world should be peaceful, the strings should be sung continuously, and a woman should not die. The age of worthless."

Meng Ziying seemed to see herself in the ninth year of Chongming. The mistress in Fututa in the dangerous city hugged the body of her master and said, "I can't see him, and I will never give up. Ah Jiu, my mistress can't move anymore. Go the next way on your own."

He picked up the piece of flying geese concentric jade on half of the stone table, and then took out another piece of the same jade from his waist, which was given to Pei Xiu in Yongjing as a token of engagement, and was later brought back by Pei Jing's wife give him.The prosperity rises in the morning, the dusk does not exist, and the spring flowers bloom in the morning and fall in the evening. Maybe it is because I have already "heard the Tao".

"Yanrong will definitely become a Buddha. Thank you for everything you have done. Ziying, I want to sworn sworn brothers with you, what do you want?"

One day in September of the 14th year of Chongming, it was pouring rain in the evening. Meng Ziying closed the doors and windows, coaxed the two brothers of the Bai family to bed, took a lantern and was about to walk back to her yard, when passing by the atrium, she suddenly heard an urgent knock on the corner door. door noise.He walked over and opened the door, and there was a young man leading a horse standing outside the door. A lightning bolt struck him, and he saw dripping water everywhere on his body.

"Is Master Bai there?" He asked in a panic.

Bai Yansheng went to the seaside through the mountains and forests in the past few days, but Meng Ziying didn't want to say it clearly, she just shook her head and said, "Going out on business. What's the matter with you?"

The man gritted his teeth, as if he had decided on something in an instant, he cupped his hands and said, "Then this must be Mr. Meng. He is now living in Dongping. A few months ago, Mrs. Bai sent Mrs. Pei and Mr. Entrust it to me to take care of it, I wonder if Mr. Meng knows?"

Mencius raised her eyebrows and let him in. He stood on the porch but didn't follow him. Ziying was wondering, but she heard him say: "Mrs. Said it was difficult to give birth."

Mencius Ying said in surprise, "Isn't it the month yet?" He thought about it, there are many women who have given birth to less than a month, but this person came to report in the rain, it must be very dangerous, and he was a little flustered for a while.

Qu Chengfeng said: "Madam Pei wants me to invite Mrs. Bai over."

Mencius thought for a while and said, "I'll go to Dongping with you."

As he spoke, he took a poncho from the gatehouse, went to the stables to lead the horses, and rushed to Dongping with this man.The mountain road was difficult to walk, and it was a rainy night. It took more than an hour to go back and forth.There was a faint light flickering in the house, the little boy was sitting alone in the main room, and the heart-piercing roar of the woman came from the side room.Meng Ziying didn't have time to say hello to him, so she took off her poncho and stood outside the door curtain of the wing room. Before she could speak, Qu Chengfeng tugged at his sleeves and mouthed "Mrs. Wang".

Meng Ziying understood, and said loudly: "Madam Wang, I am Bai Yansheng's sworn brother Meng Ziying. Brother Bai is not in Linxi for the past few days. I know all about Madam. I don't know if there is anything I can do to help."

After he finished speaking, the little boy immediately stood up and looked at him eagerly. The voice in the wing room gradually became quieter, but he waited for a long time before he heard a woman's extremely weak voice: "Master Meng, please come in."

The delivery room is unknown, but Qu Chengfeng and Pei Lie saw that he just paused for a moment, and then lifted the curtain and went in.

The room was airtight, and a bloody smell rushed in. A woman in her thirties was lying on the bed with a thin quilt covering her abdomen, and a woman dressed as a steady woman was sitting at the end of the bed. Both of them were sweating profusely.Meng Ziying went to the bedside and sat down, without looking sideways, she said softly: "Mrs. Wang, I am Meng Ziying."

The woman tried to turn her head to look at him, showing a difficult smile.

Mencius looked up at Po Wen: "How long has it been?"

The steady woman quickly replied: "I came at three quarters in the noon, and it must have been five or six hours by now. This lady is also a second child, so it's nothing. How did you do it, you can’t give birth until now, it makes people anxious to death.”

Meng Ziying turned her head to look at the woman, and said softly, "Mrs. Wang, don't worry, take your time."

Seeing him bursting into tears, the woman seemed to be trying her best to gather strength, and said: "Promise me, in case, you must leave your flesh and blood."

Meng Ziying's heart was shocked, and she suddenly realized why Qu Chengfeng came to visit on a rainy night, and why Mrs. Pei didn't avoid suspicion and let him into the delivery room.

Pei's Wang Wan took a breath, and said again: "I heard that in the past, it was difficult to give birth, caesarean section, take the sword."

Feeling a rush of blood rushing to her head, Meng Ziying stood up suddenly, looked at Mrs. Wen and shouted sharply: "It's alright if you are incapable, you can't hold your head clearly, and you are still confused now. If you can't keep it today Madame is safe, you don’t want to do this business in Dongping anymore. Thanks to your age, you don’t even know that there are still green hills left. I’m not afraid that there is no reason for firewood to burn, and you will live in the stomach of a dog for years. You don’t even look at it How old is that young master outside, how can he have the heart to let him die at such a young age." The Wen woman told him to scold him so that her face was blue and white, and she couldn't help but slander in her heart.When Wang Wan heard this, tears flowed down her cheeks, but what he said was not meant for her.

After Meng Ziying scolded Mrs. Wen, she said to the outside world: "Master, please bring me the needle bag on my horse." At this moment, he already knew that Qu Chengfeng and Wang Wanding were pretending to be husband and wife.

After a while, Qu Chengfeng opened the curtain and handed over a green cloth needle pouch. Mencius took it in his hand, went back to the head of the bed, and said to Wang Wanwen: "The art of gold needles passed down from the ancestors, if Madam can trust me, please let me give the needles." To induce labor, to ensure the safety of Mrs. Madam and the child, there is no need to say what I said just now."

Wang Wan closed her eyes with tears in her eyes and nodded.

Qu Chengfeng and Pei Lie sat in the main room until it was almost five o'clock, when the sound of the rain gradually subsided, and suddenly there was a cry of a baby in the quiet world.Pei Lie rubbed his eyes, but before he could react, Qu Chengfeng happily patted his head and said, "You have a younger brother, named Pei Shao."

Pei Lie got up and was about to rush to the delivery room, almost knocking down Meng Ziying who came out, but he didn't apologize, he went around him and rushed to his mother's bedside.

Meng Ziying took the needle pouch and walked to the courtyard. The thunderstorm had just passed, and the sweltering weather had swept away. The east had just turned up its belly, and there was still a smear of red in the dark and dark sky in the southwest. A shooting star was flying from east to west. over the sky.

"Meteors shine at sunset, and beacon fires burn the plains at night." He chanted casually.

He thought that this child, like the countless lives born in this era, had an incomparably bright moment like a shooting star across the sky, but in the end it was still a long night.

Until his death, he never expected that it was the child delivered by his own hands that finally ignited the raging beacon that buried this troubled world.

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