The Golden Hairpin

The mountains are vast, and the long road stretches.

The road ahead seems to be endless. Li Shubai went to the place where he didn't know the end, the closer he was to the capital, the more restless his thoughts became.

The little fish in the Liulizhan seemed to be tired from the long journey, lying under the water deeply, not moving for a long time. He stretched his fingers and flicked outside the glass cup, it just flicked its tail weakly, not willing to pay attention.

The colors coming in from outside the car curtain became warmer. Red and yellow along the way, the fallen leaves fell one after another. He occasionally lifted the driving curtain, and a small red leaf fell on him. He picked it up and looked at it, remembering that when they were parting on the deserted path in Chengdu that day, a red leaf fell in the middle of her hair as well.

She definitely didn't know that when he held her in his arms, he also secretly held the leaf on her hair in his palm.

He opened the book on the case and placed the leaf that fell on himself next to the leaf that was caught in the book. The two red leaves are next to each other, and they look intimate.

What is she doing now? In the autumn afternoon, are you sleeping deep under the small window? Is there a beautiful dream spreading out in front of her?

He thought in his heart, the corner of his lips showed a smile involuntarily, thinking, after waiting for a while, she couldn't wait for herself, and then found that even the marriage between the Wang family and her was destroyed by herself. I wonder if it will be there. Blame yourself?

On the way day after day, the scenery outside the window gradually became familiar. The undulating hills in the suburbs of Beijing seem to be a bit more majestic than other places. Amidst the ridges and mountains, eight waters circle Chang'an, the green mountains and clear waters dominate the most prosperous capital in the world, and become the place where hundreds of millions of people of the Tang Dynasty face.

Outside the city, he rested overnight. The Eastern and Western Sichuan Army stayed outside the city. King Kui drove into Chang'an at sunrise.

Seeing familiar chariots and horses, officials and people in the city rushed to tell each other that King Kui was back to Beijing! The officials of the various ministries were even more excited with tears, as if seeing a mountain of official documents disappearing quickly.

Therefore, before his carriage arrived at Yongjiafang, there were already countless people waiting in front of the gate of the palace. When the familiar golden bell rang, everyone cheered and rushed to meet King Kui. The Shangshu Li of the Ministry of Industry used his arms to line up everyone, almost tearing down: "Master, you are finally back to Beijing! The Lord will build 120 buddhas on the outskirts of the city to welcome the Buddha bones of Famen Temple. Please let the prince show me. How are we going to build it?"

Cui Chunzhan pushed him away, and said anxiously: "Lord, the case of Jing Zhaoyin and Wenzhang's bribery is now being tried by Dali Temple, in the eyes of the lord..."

"The Ministry of Household's tax this year, please look at the prince..."

...

Li Shubai finally got out of the carriage amidst the chaos. He was already tall, his eyes swept over everyone, everyone felt that he had seen himself, and suddenly became quiet, and hurriedly passed the things in his hands forward.

He didn't raise his hand to pick it up. He just motioned to the attendants to separate the crowd, walked to the gate of the mansion, and said, "This king will take a shower and change clothes first. You can wait in the hall..."

Having said that, he stood at the gate, and then suddenly froze.

A group of people didn't know what King Kui saw, but saw him standing there blankly, motionless, and only half of his words were spoken, and there was nothing to follow. The people behind him hurriedly all probed, wanting to see what is inside the door, which would make this king Kui, who is known for his unchanging Taishan collapse in front of him, suddenly stunned.

Li Shubai had already recovered. He entered the door and turned to everyone below the stairs and said: "I am tired today, please come back, all matters will be discussed tomorrow."

"My lord, life is a matter of life, my lord! What happened to Wen Zhang..."

"My lord, there are 120 buddhist temples! People in the Ministry of Engineering are hanging up..."

"Master, take a look..."

Li Shubai didn't listen, he just stood on the steps behind the door, looking at the slender figure in front of the wall inside the door.

Huang Zixia was dressed in a goose yellow dress, with a simple bun on her head, with only the hairpin he gave her stuck in it.

She stood in front of the pink-white wall, with a pale face, smiling faintly. She stared at him with the brightest pair of stars in the world, reflected in his reflection, illuminating everything in front of him, suddenly giving birth to a thousand brilliance.

Step by step, he slowly descended the steps and walked towards her.

And when she was standing in the wind, her yellow shirt was moving, and the blue silk was slightly raised. When she laughed, the stars in her eyes also moved slightly.

The breath surging in his heart was also disordered, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly. The blood in my heart surged frantically, cold and hot, and I didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow.

He walked two steps in front of her, then stopped, and asked softly, "Why come here?"

She looked up at him and said, "You are in such a big battle, and people keep picking up the dust along the way. It is much slower than me. I arrived the day before yesterday and have been resting for two days."

Without being distracted by her, he still asked: "Didn't you tell you to wait for me in Shu County?"

"How to wait? Wait until next autumn, and then wait until your perfect letter?" She took a long breath, the smile on her face was still there, but her lips were already trembling slightly, and her breath tone was slightly difficult. "Although I know that since you have arrangements, you will be able to come back safely, but... I am not very patient, and, rather than waiting without confidence, I still like what I can grasp-hold I feel at ease with the one in my hand."

The smile on her face was stubborn and brilliant. The last ray of slanting sun in autumn shone on her smile, making the whole world in a trance. Her golden face made Li Shubai afraid to face it for a while, only to feel a slight burning pain in her eyes.

He seemed to be able to see that she was alone, riding through the thousands of rivers and mountains on the sand, in the midst of the yellow flowers and fallen leaves in the autumn, she was speeding toward the capital desperately.

Suddenly, his throat seemed to be choked. He couldn't say anything. He could only raise his hand and stroke her face, as if touching a dream, he couldn't believe it, like in a fog.

The always clear and indifferent voice, at this time finally began to fluctuate and tremble: "Do you know... how dangerous is the current situation to me?"

He took the charm from his sleeve and handed it to her.

The thick yellowish paper with weird shading. On it, the six words "Widow, Disabled, Lonely, and Sick" have all been set by the scarlet circle. And under these six characters, those faint, ghostly light-colored dark lines, when these six characters are circled, the blood-red color extends and penetrates, forming the last character——

Death.

Huang Zi Xia looked at the faintly looming character, on the ominous shading, there seemed to be nothing, but it was shocking.

She only smiled, raised her hand, and took his hand. As if he was holding her hand at the time, he entangled his five fingers intimately.

In the golden sunset, she squeezed his hand and showed him a gentle smile: "I said, I will always be by your side."

The frantic blood wave finally broke the embankment. No longer had the strength to drive her away, he hugged her tightly regardless of his strength, almost violently. She felt his body trembling, his breathing was rapid and messy, like a teenager who still didn't understand the world. She wanted to laugh at this man who had always been cold-faced, but her lips opened, and the corners of her lips had not yet been raised, and tears were already welling up in his arms.

She pressed her face to his chest and quietly let her tears be sucked away by the brocade on his body.

Chang'an's late autumn, the golden setting sun. There are chrysanthemums in full bloom in the palace of King Kui, and the fragrance of medicine covers all the pavilions.

The peace and tranquility at this time may be their last day.