The man's thin lips opened and closed, and he slowly told An Zhisu another legend about Qinse Lake.
It is said that during the Northern Song Dynasty, S city was called Huating City. There was a prefect named Shen in the city. Prefect Shen's family had a young lady who had not yet left the court. Miss Shen was as beautiful as a fairy and extremely talented. She was known as the most talented woman in Huating City. After Miss Shen and her hairpin , there is an endless stream of people proposing marriage.
However, Miss Shen did not like any of them. However, during a spring outing, she met a poor scholar who was so talented and handsome that Miss Shen fell in love with him at first sight.
From that day on, Miss Shen often interacted with the scholar without telling her family. The two recited poems and painted paintings together, played the piano and talked about their love, and they made a private life together.
But this matter was soon discovered by Magistrate Shen. Magistrate Shen was furious and ordered someone to tie up the scholar. The scholar was not in a hurry. In the face of Magistrate Shen's anger, he could still answer questions fluently. At first glance, he was the best among people. .
When Magistrate Shen saw that the scholar was a good match for his daughter in everything except his bad background, he no longer objected. He turned a blind eye and acquiesced to their relationship, and even betrothed his daughter to he.
After they got married, Magistrate Shen set up connections for the scholar and helped him obtain the imperial examination. The scholar passed the examination and became an official. Within a few years, his official position surpassed that of Magistrate Shen.
But just when Magistrate Shen was happy that his son-in-law was finally promoted, his son-in-law slashed at him. He personally led people to ransack Magistrate Shen's home and arrested Magistrate Shen's family. The charge was that Magistrate Shen had embezzled and accepted bribes, and there was no evidence. It is conclusive that all the evidence was collected during his years in the Shen family.
He personally tried the trial, and Magistrate Shen was finally sentenced to be beheaded. The Shen family was exiled to the frontier. Only Miss Shen escaped. But after this incident, Miss Shen became insane and committed suicide by throwing herself into a lake not long after.
The lake we cast into is the Qinse Lake in front of us. This was once the lake in the backyard of the Shen family. Miss Shen once chanted poems against her beloved husband by the lakeside, and the harp and harp sounded harmoniously. Therefore, later generations named it Qinse Lake.
After listening to this legend, An Zhisu was stunned for a while. This legend is more tragic than the widely circulated legend. Isn't this the story of an ungrateful Chen Shimei?
Miss Shen lost her heart to the wrong person. Magistrate Shen made a mistake and raised a white-eyed wolf. He spent money and effort to raise his son-in-law, but in the end his son-in-law took his life and ransacked his house.
It's really... very heartless.
The person who made up this legend must have seen too much of Chen Shimei, or has been abandoned or betrayed by a man. He has a typical hatred mentality and is very dark.
"After listening to this legend, do you have any feelings?" After the man finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, as if he was recalling something, and then spoke again after a while.
"There are quite a lot of emotions." An Zhisu nodded.
"Tell me about it." The man smiled slightly.
An Zhisu summed up a few points with his fingers: "First, according to the legend you mentioned, this lake should not be called Qinse Lake. It should be called Wolf Heart and Dog Fei Lake, or Ungrateful Lake is more appropriate. Second, there are too many loopholes in this legend. If there are too many, there will be no credibility and bad reviews.”
The man's feminine eyes reflected a full smile and asked: "What's the loophole?"
"Then why does the scholar want to repay kindness with hatred? I firmly believe that there is no love without reason between people, and there is no hatred without reason. Whether you love someone or hate someone, there must be a cause and effect. Magistrate Shen treats him like his own son , Miss Shen loves him like life. Under such circumstances, the scholar can wield a butcher's knife against Magistrate Shen's family. How much hatred is this? But the legend does not mention it." An Zhisu could easily tell a loophole. Come.
The man was stunned for a moment, and then he chuckled: "So that's what you think."
"Normal people would think so." An Zhisu spread his hands.
"Maybe." The man's mood was not as high as before.
An Zhisu was also very knowledgeable and did not continue to discuss the legend. She took out her wallet from her bag, took out a twenty-dollar bill and handed it to him: "I happened to bring money today, so I'll pay you back."
"You have a really good memory." The man took the money.
"I don't like to owe other people things. My Ah Cheng has said that I can only spend his money." An Zhisu packed the money back.
The man's two fingers holding the money tightened slightly, pursed his lips, and did not answer.
After An Zhisu paid back the money, he felt that there was no need to continue chatting. Since we were not very familiar with each other, he waved his hand: "Goodbye then."
"Goodbye." Another strange smile appeared in the man's feminine eyes: "I hope we can chat like this calmly next time we meet."
An Zhisu didn't understand what he meant. It wasn't like enemies were extremely jealous when they met, so why couldn't they chat calmly?
However, An Zhisu thought he was weird, so he turned around and left without looking into it further.
The man watched her back. After a long time, he lowered his head and looked at the twenty yuan in his hand seriously for a while.
Then after a long time, he used the money to fold it into an ingot, which was the kind of ingot that was burned to the dead. He folded it into a square shape and placed it in his hand. It trembled slightly in the autumn wind and exuded a ghostly atmosphere.
gas.
The men waited for a long time before they dared to step forward and remind them: "Master, it's time for us to leave."
The man was Shen Zizhuo. He put the ingot in his hand into his pocket and asked, "Have you contacted her?"
"Contacted, but she refused to meet the young master." The subordinate replied in a low voice.
"As expected." Shen Zizhuo took steps and walked along the shore of Qinse Lake.
The subordinate said: "I will continue to contact her and try to persuade her to meet the young master."
"No need, just let her know that I'm back." Shen Zizhuo said, "She will agree before long."
"Yes." The subordinate responded and reported again: "Where is Chen Li? When does the young master plan to see him?"
"See you soon." Shen Zizhuo shook his head, and a cold smile appeared on his thin lips: "Let Ye Lancheng get married first. There is still one month left, so I have to prepare a gift. It's not like we meet again after a long separation without a gift.
My Shen family style."
The subordinate nodded: "I have prepared according to the young master's wishes."
"Very good." Shen Zizhuo nodded with satisfaction, and his figure gradually disappeared on the shore of Qinse Lake. Like a ghostly shadow, it came and went without a trace.
Of course, some students saw Shen Zizhuo's face, and several girls were whispering about his handsomeness and femininity in the distance. Some thought he was handsome, others thought he was a bit gloomy, some thought he looked like the bitter male lead in a TV series, and some thought
He is like a villain. There are different opinions and different opinions, just like the debate between good and evil, black and white, which has been inconclusive for thousands of years.