The gate of Yizhuang opened, and a paper lantern came in from outside.
The lantern brought in a pair of feet.
Looking closely at the pair of bow shoes, they are curved like three inches, embroidered with sage lotus on a white background, walking and stopping in front of the coffins, and finally stopping in front of a thin coffin.
“Look at who are these people here.” With a choked voice, “the stranger who died in a foreign land, the poor who had no money to bury, the prostitute who died violently…Sister, how can you and I meet again in this place?”
Life is as thin as paper, so he died without a thicker coffin.
In the Yizhuang that has been in disrepair for a long time, there is a thin coffin with a mouthful of breath, but it is better than not, and it is better than a straw mat, so that the insects and rats will not have a meal before they are buried.
“They all said that you are not qualified to be buried in the ancestral grave. You only deserve to lie down with this group of people.” A pale hand dropped on the coffin, fumbled for a moment, and finally muttered, “I don’t believe them, sister. , I want you to tell me the truth in person…”
“boom!”
There were chaotic footsteps from far to near, and then the gate of Yizhuang was suddenly pushed open.
What ran into their eyes was a raised axe.
“Yingluo! Stop!” a middle-aged man exclaimed.
“boom!”
The axe fell without hesitation and split the coffin in front of him.
“You, what are you doing?” The middle-aged man was shocked for a while before he said with trembling lips, “This is your sister’s coffin…”
A woman in white turned her back to him and to the crowd.
She dropped the axe in her hand at will. She bent down and carefully helped the person in the coffin up.
“You guys later I said that my sister died of illness, and later told me that she had done a ugly thing in the palace, and she had no face to see someone commit suicide…Look.” She turned her head slowly and smiled at everyone.
The woman in the coffin leaned on her shoulder, with a pair of black butterflies on her neck.
I took a closer look and found that it was the bruises left by the two big hands. The open big hands, like two black wings, told a kind of death called murder.
“Have you all seen it?” The white-clothed woman – that is, Wei Yingluo, holding her arms around the coffin, smiled at everyone, as if she had finally found the truth. I wish I could tell the whole world right away – I wish I could immediately sink the grievances to Zhaoxue. The world listened, “Look at the handprint on her neck and tell me, alone, how can I choke myself to death?”
No one can answer her question.
No one even dared to look directly at the faces of both of them.
Almost exactly the same face.
Wei Yingluo, Wei Yingning, because of their beautiful color and clear air like a lotus, they are called the double lotus of the Wei family.
Now this stalked lotus flower is dead and alive. The one in the coffin doesn’t know what magic elixir has been taken during his lifetime. After death, he still has a seven-point color. Wearing the clothes from the palace, it is soft and weak on the shoulders of his sister. That smile is like a living person.
But the one who was alive, looked like a dead person, with a pair of black and white pupils, staring straight at everyone, making everyone chill.
“Could it be that the soul was wronged, and it was attached to her sister?” More than one person thought.
“Father.” Wei Yingluo gazes across the crowd, and finally freezes on the middle-aged man’s face, putting a smile on her face, “Who is the murderer who killed the sister?”
“Yes…” The middle-aged man seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth, “Is there any murderer, she committed suicide!”
The rest of the people also came back to their senses at this time, and they all talked.
“Yes, she committed suicide.”
“A woman who has been expelled from the palace and is unchaste and unclean, if she doesn’t commit suicide, wouldn’t we want all of us to accompany her to shame?”
“Die well, die well!”
“My sister is behaving badly, and my sister is not much better. She actually did such a thing as splitting the coffin, Wei Qingtai, you are well disciplined!”
Middle-aged man-Wei Qingtai stiffened when he heard the words, and hurried forward a few steps to come to Wei Yingluo, slapped with his hand.
“It’s all my fault, I can’t help it!” After the draw, he humbled to please everyone, while patting Wei Yingluo’s head with his hand, “Don’t hurry down on your knees and kowtow to your uncles and uncles.”
Seeing that there was no response, he patted again: “Kneel down!”
But Wei Yingluo was like a bamboo, unwilling to bend, let alone kneeling, just sticking to the spot in a daze.
“Kneel down!” Wei Qingtai only felt that his face was shameless under all the eyes. Angrily, he directly raised his foot and kicked her in the lap. “Can’t you hear me?”
Wei Yingluo was kicked to his knees, but quickly got up again.
“Father, you will only make me kneel.” She supported her sister with one hand on the ground, and slowly got up from the ground, her black temples hanging down from the sides of her face, covering her expression at the moment, only her voice It was cold like a winter spring, “But you know? I knelt to Wei Ruhua, and she still snatched the hairpin that my mother left me before her death. I knelt down to Wei Xuedong. He still ignored whether we were cousins. Moved to me… It was my sister who helped me snatch the hairpin back, and it was my sister who beat Wei Xuedong away…”
“…Isn’t it the root hairpin?” Wei Qingtai frowned, “Gold-plated, it’s not worth a lot of money. There is no need to hurt your cousin’s feelings for it, and Xuedong… He just made a joke with you. , Your sister took it too seriously and broke her head.”
“…So you all know it.” Wei Yingluo turned her face to the side, and saw a face like hibiscus with clear water, a pair of wet eyes, teardrops dripping, like flower tips, so beautiful, “What about you? I all know that I need my sister and others to kneel down.”
She was the one who was robbed, and she was the one who kowtowed and apologized.
It was her who was assaulted, and she was the one who kowtowed to apologize.
“I’m all for your own good.” Wei Qingtai said hard, “Does it have to be for a little thing…”
Trivial matter?
“No, only sister who treats me well!” Wei Yingluo interrupted him with a sneer, “Tell you, I have been waiting for my sister to come back, and she told me before entering the palace that she will definitely come back and take me away from this Wei Home, leave you, go to a new place, start a new life, and never let me kneel to people for no reason…”
“The palace is a place where people can kneel anytime, anywhere!” Wei Qingtai interrupted her this time.
Royal palace.
Once you enter the palace, the gate is as deep as the sea, just as the mountains have heights and the waters have depths, so the women in the palace are divided into standing ones and kneeling ones.
The Wei family is not a big family, but just a coat. Even though the sister has the color of the city, after entering the palace, she can only start with serving people, in other words, starting with kowtow.
“Knocking someone is not a kowtow. It’s better to choose someone and kowtow to him alone.”
Is this him, he or she?
In the two worlds inside and outside the palace, Wei Yingluo didn’t know what her sister’s situation in the palace was, and she didn’t know who she was looking for. She only knew that she went in when the spring flowers were blooming, and then came back coldly.
Brought back together, and the black handprint on her neck.
The master of this mudra… who is it?
“…I want to enter the palace.” Wei Yingluo closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes turned forward, “You don’t tell me who the murderer is, well, I’m going into the palace, and I will find out by myself!”
“Naughty!” Wei Qingtai was so angry that his beard was shaking. “Do you have to follow your sister’s footsteps?”
Wei Yingluo reflexively glanced at her sister who was resting on her shoulders.
Since she was little, her sister has been smarter, more flexible, and more courageous than her.
In contrast, she is just a little follower who always shrinks behind her sister and needs her sister’s protection.
Even my sister can’t survive in the palace, what about her? She will definitely survive to the end and find out the truth… and then avenge her sister?
“…Enough, let’s stop here.” Wei Qingtai slowed down a bit, and stretched out his hand to Wei Yingning who was leaning on Wei Yingluo’s shoulder, “Let your sister rest in peace.”
rest in peace?
Seeing that Wei Qingtai’s hand was about to touch Wei Yingning, a scream suddenly sounded from inside the Yizhuang, screaming bitterly, as if he had been pierced into the chest with a knife.
“what–“
Several members of the Wei clan got numb scalp, and couldn’t help but raise their hands to cover their ears. They only felt that if they didn’t do this, blood would be poured into their ears along the screams.
Wei Qingtai was the closest, and was so scared that he stepped back a few steps, then stared at Wei Yingluo who was screaming long before him, stuttering and asked, “You, what’s wrong with you?”
“Rest in peace? I can’t rest in peace…” Wei Yingluo hugged her elder sister cold, and even began to emit a faint corpse smell. After screaming, her voice was hoarse, and she cried and said, “My sister can’t rest in peace, I will also rest in peace. It can’t be…”
In full view, she cried and screamed, repeating only one sentence.
“I want to enter the palace.” Wei Yingluo cried and cried, “I must have revenge, let you rest in peace… let me rest in peace.”
Since it is a lotus with two stalks, it naturally grows with stalks and dies with stalks.
Since you are gone, even if I am still alive, I am nothing but a decayed walking corpse.
Only if you rest in peace, I can rest together.
“Crazy talk, all crazy talk! Rather than let you go into the palace so madly and cause a catastrophe to the clan, it’s better…” An old Wei family walked to Wei Qingtai’s side, covered his lips with his hand, and whispered to him.
Wei Qingtai’s eyes were complicated. At the end of hearing, he finally sighed and nodded.
Then a few figures came to Wei Yingluo’s side.
She raised her head and looked at them blankly: “What do you want to do?”
Several big hands stretched out towards her together.
A few days later, a wine flag was fluttering in the wind, the white wine was poured into a new glass, and a few dishes were served with side dishes. One person drank the small wine and suddenly said, “Whose family is marrying a daughter below?”
Several drinkers were leaning against the railing and overlooking the street from top to bottom. They saw a big red wedding party on the long street slowly moving forward amid the crackling of firecrackers.
On a high horse, a bridegroom official is proud of spring breeze.
Behind him, followed by a small sedan chair.
The wind rose and the curtain moved, and a drinker gave a hey, raised his hand and wiped his eyes.
“What’s wrong, the wind is lost?” the guest next to him asked him.
“Perhaps I drank too much, and my eyes were dizzy.” The alcoholic put his hands down and said in confusion, “Just now the curtain was blown a little bit open, I saw the bride… he was tied up by five flowers.”
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