The heat of summer is gradually disappearing, the mood of autumn is getting stronger, and the sleeves and robes of the villagers are also being added one by one. The autumn colors in the mountains are earlier, with red, yellow, and green leaves all over the mountain. The autumn wind blows, It's spectacular.
Early that morning, several women from Yangliu Villa had packed their bags and went down the mountain with their children, supported by Niu Chong and several regiments of training soldiers. Some carried Bai Song, and some carried Bai Song. Radish... Lu Qiuniang was carrying gauze and silk. The regiment training soldiers also changed their half-arm attire and carried some firewood and mountain products. Everyone wanted to go to Luoyang City to sell these and exchange them for some oil, salt, and farm tools. Things for daily use. As for the children around me, they just want to be novel and want to see the excitement.
The group of people walked for a while, rested for a while, and drank enough water in the stream before going out of the mountain. By this time, the rebels had calmed down, and the abandoned villages on the outskirts of Luoyang were beginning to be populated by sparse people. The group did not delay , and walked straight towards Luoyang City. It was already late afternoon when they arrived at Anximen in the north of the city. The group ate some dry food outside the city gate, then entered the city gate, rested their burdens near Beishi, and waited for people to come. Buy and sell.
After years of destruction by thieves and soldiers, Luoyang City has long lost its former prosperity. Looking at the sparse pedestrians, Lu Qiuniang unconsciously thought of her past in the Forbidden Garden of the City of Gods a few years ago. She felt as if she was in another world, and she became a little distracted for a while. First Rixu was unlucky, and the group of people only sold half of the items they picked up all the way. Together, they decided to stay outside the city for one night, and then come into the city early the next day to sell the remaining items anyway. So that night everyone found a big tree outside the city and leaned against the trunk all night. They woke up the next day and ate some dry food. When they saw the city gate open, they entered the city again and settled in a more prosperous place in Bei City. feet.
We had better luck this morning. The vegetables that the women picked were quickly sold out. They took their money and went to the shop to buy. The silk yarn and linen that Lu Qiuniang picked were all bought by a cloth shop, and the rest were bought by a cloth shop. Silk was considered to be of poor quality, and no one cared about it for the time being. Yang Zhaoxi did not sleep well at the camp last night. At this time, under the high sun, she fell asleep leaning on Lu Qiuniang, with hay leaves still stuck to her head. Lu Qiuniang He dug through his baggage and took out only half a piece of biscuit. After thinking about it, he stuffed it back. He frowned slowly and carefully observed the women going there, guessing which ones would come to buy silk. .
At this moment, a figure stood in front of her. She wore white hakama, black boots, blue robe, and copper twisted belt, completely blocking Lu Qiuniang's sight. Looking down her upper body, she saw a man in his twenties with a brown head. His face was against the light, and his facial features were not very clear. The man was a little excited, and his voice trembled slightly: "Is it Qiuniang? You are still alive! That's great..."
Lu Qiuniang looked at it blankly for a while, and felt that it looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a moment, but she must have known her when she first went to Chang'an. Suddenly, the name that had been sealed in her mind jumped out without warning. , gradually overlapped with the man in front of me: "Are you... Luo Changqing?" After saying this, my heart was a little complicated, and an indescribable feeling was rolling inside.
After confirming that the person in front of her was Lu Qiuniang, Luo Changqing burst into tears of joy, losing her old elegant demeanor: "Qiuniang! Where have you been all these years?! I was captured from Chang'an to Luoyang. Although my life was precarious, my heart was filled with worry. I was very happy. I thought I could see you in the forbidden garden here. I just secretly searched for several years, but could not find you. At that time, I thought that on the day when the city was broken... you were killed by the bandits... just stay alive!" Only then did he notice the child leaning on Qiuniang, and was startled again, "This is... your child... Qiuniang, are you... a married woman?"
Lu Qiuniang said silently with some bitterness: "Yes, I married young. The world is unpredictable, and no one could have predicted such a big disaster... I also know what you meant by what you said at that time...
It’s just that time has passed and those old things... don’t mention them.”
"But have you really forgotten?! We have known each other since we were children. We went there together from Hengzhou, you became a dressmaker, and I went to enter the opera... I have always thought about sincerity... always
There will be a day when we return to Hengzhou, where men farm and women weave..." Luo Changqing said reluctantly, losing control of his emotions and attracting passers-by's attention. Yang Chaoxi was also awakened by the sound, but it was in the way of his mother.
In front of him, he stared at him with some vigilance.
Only then did Lu Qiuniang collect her thoughts, hugged Yang Zhaoxi and said, "This is your uncle Luo Shi, my mother's childhood friend, just like you, Hu'er and Lin'er..." Yang Zhaoxi just shouted dryly.
He said "Uncle Luo Shi" and ignored him, but his vigilance never faded.
Luo Changqing knew that he had lost his composure, and habitually raised his hand: "Qiu Niang! Where do you live now? I have free time in these two days, can you visit me for a while... Just like... Just like brother and sister, it's not a waste of time to get to know each other."
One..." Luo Changqing wanted to say a few more words, but was choked by a burst of sadness.
When Lu Qiuniang recognized him, she knew that there was no room for change in this life. She was afraid that he would say something inappropriate again, so she calmed down and said: "Changqing, don't say any more! Today's encounter was just a mistake, and from now on
From now on, we’d better not see each other again.” After saying that, he picked up his burden, took Yang Zhaoxi with him, and walked towards the city gate. Luo Changqing was about to go up to stop him, but Lu Qiuniang frowned, and he had no choice but to stop, feeling sad.
Then looking at Lu Qiuniang's retreating back, it was covered by the gradually rising yellow dust.
After leaving the city gate, Lu Qiuniang went back to the tree where she rested last night, took out half of the biscuit and gave it to Yang Chaoxi to eat. While Yang Chaoxi was chewing the biscuit, she muttered: "That Luo Shi
My uncle is a little rude, so don’t ignore it, mother. It’s just that Niu Pang’er and the others are still wandering around the city, wondering what delicious things they will buy back..."
Although Lu Qiuniang felt a little unhappy, Yang Chaoxi's yelling made her fade away a lot. She put her finger on his forehead and said, "I just know how to eat! I'll see you Guan Shibo when I go back and ask him to bring you with him for the evening practice..."
..." Yang Zhaoxi seemed to have been hit at the gate of life, and he quickly begged for mercy. The mother and son joked for a while, and the people who were traveling with them gradually arrived. Everyone talked about the harvest of the trip and headed back to the mountain.
However, the group of people walking out of Yangliu Villa was less than a mile away, but there was a vague figure following them, dotted far behind. In the autumn, the wormwood was mixed with yellow and green, and the long stems, leaves and roots were straight, forming a natural barrier.
Even Niu Chong and other regiment training soldiers were not aware of it.
The autumn air was crisp and the night wind was cold. As the group climbed along the mountain road, dusk had already faded. Several children were not afraid of the night and were still playing around their parents on the hillside. Suddenly, Yang Zhaoxi
At the suggestion, I ran to catch crickets in the grass nest nearby. Suddenly, a swarm of bees gathered in front of Zhang Xiang'er's burden, asking for some rice dumplings to eat. Noisy laughter, laughter and curses spread in the forest, causing waves of echoes.
All the women in the group felt exhausted.
The cries of crickets in the grass and the muttering of jackdaws in the trees made this desolate feeling even more intense. The figure following behind, although breathing a little, did not hesitate at all, and just kept following.
Halfway up the mountain, I heard the chirping of insects and birds in front of me fell silent. I didn't know whether it was a strong man or a wild beast lurking ahead. So I took out the sword from my waist, held it in my mouth, hid it behind a tree, and observed carefully.
Just one meal later, a person fell from a tree a hundred steps ahead. He tiptoed like a cat without making much noise. And a person seemed to be walking over from further away. They were dressed as if they were both.
The men in black robes and skirts made a few gestures to each other, and the new man climbed up the tree. The man who had just left the tree also walked away. Only then did the people following him understand that it was two secret sentries who had changed their posts.
.So he put away the barrier knife, got into the bushes on the left, bypassed the hidden sentry, and continued to follow up the mountain.
The group of people returned to Yangliu Villa. It was almost midnight, they washed up hastily, and then fell into a deep sleep. The people following them did not dare to enter the village. They just bypassed the hut at a distance and climbed to the higher hill on the right.
The alarmed village dog barked in this direction for a while and then ignored him. The man climbed for a long time before finding a large tree with dense branches and leaves and sleeping among the branches.
The crescent moon gradually rose, and a beam of white light shone through the branches and leaves on the man's face, and he could see clearly that it was Luo Changqing in Luoyang City during the day.