Spring Farewell as a Legacy

Wedge: There are a lot of strange things in the world, especially those that happened to me. I entered a dream. I don't know the dynasty or generation of this dream, but I know that the heroine's name is Lin Qi and the hero's name is Jing Xin. A general's daughter, a general on horseback. The dream begins with the wedding of two people. Their eyes followed the matchmaker to the bridal chamber. The two of them actually made a three-part agreement, which was euphemistically called "water in a well does not interfere with water in the river"... (How can I be so cynical about this!) But it's okay, we've only been married for half a month, and we're still tired of being together, which makes me worry in vain. But later, it was different. With the help of God's perspective, I witnessed the turmoil in the royal palace, the massacre of the family, the liver marrow wandering into the wild, the evil music that harmed the public... It turns out that under every bluestone slab in the huge capital city, there are countless secrets and endless sins. I am a spectator, but I never want to be a spectator. A dream takes three years to wake up. At the end of the dream, I, the outsider, was the only one who "kept alone" and escaped unscathed. The story came to an abrupt end. I was in a trance, suspicious, and unclear. I had already been deeply involved in it and couldn't extricate myself, so I wondered whether they existed and whether this dream was just a dream. I regret not being able to see their ending. After the soul returned, I happened to read a book of unofficial history. There is a passage recorded above: "In the 24th year of Chunde, General Hussar and General Lou Yu abandoned their official posts and returned to seclusion. After another fifty-nine years, they died and were buried together in Wonuo Mountain." When Ye Shi closed the book, a pair of black butterflies flew from the window and landed on the book. I have no regrets. Without taking any chances, I wrote down our story and named it "Spring Ci Ying Yi Shi". They are just anecdotes from the old dynasty, or official and unofficial history. ---------- Small theater: Jing Nanxun hesitated for a while and then said, "Then, do you regret marrying me?" The woman sat quietly, but she said respectfully and sincerely: "I will never regret marrying you. This is not God's arrangement, this is the best arrangement." A cool breeze came from the center of the lake, ruffling the surface of the lake, and Jing Nanxun's heartbeat was a little erratic. Jing Nanxun asked tentatively: "So this sentence is also your concern?" Lin Yaochu also made herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Yes." She stood up, leaned against the beauty, looked into the distance, and then said slowly: "I am not a person who likes to rely on others. Aweng raised these dead soldiers for me, and I have never thought of living on them. Ask yourself, I am not a person who looks the same on the outside. My father wants me to be reserved and polite. I can only pretend to be a good lady, because I have never been this kind of person by nature. If you want me to change my mind from now on to marry the one I love, and live in peace in the house, just hoping that my husband will come home every day, show off his good food, and change his smile, I can't do it." She was moved and kept saying: "Marrying you is not what I originally wanted, but after marrying you, I feel that it is not as bad as I thought. You are very good to me, and I can feel it without others fanning the flames." Jing Nanxun's eyes were wide open. He was always calm when dealing with things, but when faced with the woman in front of him, he was always a little panicked. Right now, he was just asking: "Do you really think so?" "Yes, that's true." "So, why are you talking to me today?" Lin Yaochu then turned around, stood looking at Jing Nanxun, and said slowly, word by word: "I want to tell you my thoughts. Don't think of me as a jealous little woman in the house. I'm not criticizing them for being bad, I just think that women can be With their beauty, they can be weak and arrogant, but they can never be favored by others and lose their place. They trap themselves in the dilemma of whether they can sit in the highest position, and handing over their place to those men is tantamount to entrusting their lives to others. " Jing Nanxun understood that she had always been like this. He understands her character and understands her plight. He said: "I know you are not that kind of person. You have your own way to go. Now that I know this, I will help you, so there is no need to hide what you want from me. This is not good for everyone." Lin Yaochu smiled with satisfaction: "What I want is your words." Reading guide: ·All the words in () in the article are "my" thoughts. "I" is independent of the story and cannot communicate with any character or participate in the storyline. ·The dynasty in this book is fictitious and the story is fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental. ·HE, the male and female protagonists are both clean. No one's character is perfect, and the understanding of the character is a matter of opinion. Intention: Don't say that women are not heroic things. The sound of dragon springs is heard on the wall every night.