v2.Chapter 289 (1/2)

Mountain barracks.

It used to be the home of a wealthy landlord and squire. After the uprising army captured the Western Fujian area, it became their temporary camp.

The courtyard was deep. In the inner courtyard, there was a man with an iron mask on the couch of the embroidery room where the squire used to live.

He was dressed in a plain cloth gown, and his mask covered the right half of his face. The rest of his face was white and handsome, completely different from the soldiers who were originally farmers here.

You can see at a glance that you are not an ordinary person.

The squire who originally lived in this room was beautiful and had a lot of temperament. She looked like a woman who had read books.

When they first arrived here, she volunteered her life to him with tears in her eyes. He didn't care about women until he heard that the young lady had been teased by the soldiers and died of humiliation.

For a moment, he was surprised, and then he understood why the young lady took the initiative to devote herself to her -

he knew that she could not escape the covet because of her appearance, so he simply dedicated himself to the leader of these barbarians, which might make him suffer as little humiliation as possible.

But he didn't know what miss was thinking, even though he knew He will still choose like this.

What does it have to do with the life and death of an unknown woman?

The cicadas outside the window are singing less and less. It's almost autumn, and the air is still sultry. It was hard for him to march for days. He closed his eyes slowly.

In a trance, he heard the squire crying.

”You killed me, you killed me!”

The woman's figure floats behind the screen, the ghost is whirling, the voice is sad and sad, it is chilling.

He had no expression: ”even if I take you, I will throw it to them after using it. What do you think I can do for you, even if my wife is still like this? Besides, I didn't even use your kindness once. ”

”You are cruel, husband, husband...”

The voice of the ghost suddenly changed its tone. He frowned. He didn't know why a woman he had never met called his husband.

But the ghost behind the screen floated out slowly, with a red phoenix crown and a round face, and the red skirt came towards him.

It's not miss squire. It's Princess Danyang.

”Husband, husband, husband The son-in-law. ”

There was a moment of shudder in Yan Shuo.

Princess Danyang had already died, but now she was standing in front of him.

In his life, Yin Shuo was not afraid of ghosts and gods, did not believe in destiny, and never believed in retribution and karma.

”Son in law, I regret it.”

The princess of Danyang was in tears. Her face was the same as that of the unmarried princess, but her expression was the sad one after she married into the prime minister's residence.

Yin Shuo knew that she must regret marrying herself.

Princess Danyang wiped her tears with her handkerchief and looked up at his eyes. ”One comb to the end, two combs of white hair to the eyebrows, three combs of children and grandchildren I regret that when the palace sent me to get married, why didn't I let mammy comb her hair sing this song? ”

”Is it because we didn't sing this auspicious song when we got married, so I was doomed not to be happy from the beginning? What about Kun Yuyang? Her family background is not as good as mine, and her situation is not as good as mine. She must have sung when she got married, didn't she? So uncle Ning loves her so much. ”

Yin Shuo was silent for a long time.

”It's nothing to do with these. Even if mammy combed her hair and sang for you ten times and a hundred times at the beginning, you and I were doomed not to be happy. Take this life as if I'm sorry for you. ”

Tears such as dry, her body gradually become thin, gradually transparent.

”One comb to the end, two combs of white hair to the eyebrow, three combs of children and grandchildren. All the four combed silver shoots are in good order... ”

Her voice lingered, sad and desolate, and Yin Shuo felt as if he was falling into an ice cave, and someone was talking in his ear.

He suddenly opened his eyes and realized that everything was a dream. I don't know if it was his guilty dream of Princess Danyang, or the soul of Princess Danyang

The subordinate stood by the couch, looking at him with some worry, ”young master, have you had a nightmare?”

The prime minister has long since withered. At the beginning, few of his confidants were taken away in a hurry. Now the only one who can say a few words from his heart is the servant named Jiang Hui.

”I dreamed of the princess.”

Jiang Hui hesitated for a moment and then said, ”which princess are you talking about?”

Is it Princess Zhenjiang or princess Danyang?

Yan Shuo lost his voice and laughed, ”of course, it's not Yufu. She's not the Zhenjiang Princess of Dongling, but the grand lady of Beili. I mean Princess Danyang. I dreamt of the comb song that she had been singing before she died. She would not stop singing until she was hoarse. Today I understand what it means

It is not only a comb song, but also the happiness that Princess Danyang pursues all her life.

Unfortunately, she didn't get it until she died.

Jiang Hui paused, ”we left the prime minister's residence in a hurry, and we couldn't take Princess Danyang away. The master died and the young lady went away. The eldest son was the only hope of the Yin family. Who knows she can't think of it so much? She took poison and killed herself when she knew that the eldest son wanted to escape alone. ””Why did you say she committed suicide?”

Jiang Hui was stunned. ”It's probably because she loves the eldest son deeply. She doesn't have the pleasure of living alone after the eldest son leaves...”

Yan Shuo laughed, ”then you don't know me enough, and you don't know her enough.”

Jiang Hui was silent.

He really didn't know about Yin Shuo, nor was he a confidant who had been waiting for him all the time. His confidant had been detained and interrogated by Peizheng, the Minister of Dali temple, in the imperial capital.

Seeing that Pei was a man of great means, proficient in all kinds of torture techniques, Yin Shuo saw that there was nothing he could do, so he took the risk and decided to leave.

His last group of confidants either stayed in the mansion to cover his escape, or died on the way to protect him. In the end, only Jiang Hui was available.

By the way, the man who pretended to be Yin Shuo's body and was almost burnt to coke was his most trusted confidant.

For a long time, Yin Shuo answered without asking, ”he committed suicide because she knew that she would never let her live after I left. At the beginning, she could even see that Yu Fu was hiding in such a secret box, not to mention a charred corpse that was not very similar? ”

”But...”

But you know that she is the only one who won't betray you at the end of the day.

This was only in Jiang Hui's mind, he didn't say it, saying it would only make Yin Shuo feel that his subordinate didn't understand himself enough.

In fact, he understood it -

in the hearts of people like Yin Shuo, only the dead would not betray themselves.

Yin Shuo poured a cup of tea for himself, and the teapot on the table was already cold and no one changed it. Fortunately, he was used to doing it himself in the army. After a cup of cold tea, he recovered a lot.

”By the way, you just came in. What's the matter?”

Jiang Hui then remembered what he had come to do. He said with his hand in his hand, ”big boy, something happened again. In that case, the barbarians ransacked all the villages nearby, just took things, and even robbed the people's women, making a lot of trouble. It's said that many people have died today. Do you want to take care of them? ”