When the sound of the cave flute sounded, the darkness and cold wind in Lu's mansion faded away together.
The frost mixed with blood melted away.
Doors, windows, walls, corridors, furniture... everything has been restored to its original appearance.
At this time, Gu Xu raised his head and found that the clouds blocking the sky had also disappeared, revealing the distant night sky and the bright stars.
With the pale starlight, Gu Xu roughly saw the furnishings in the "Suxue Garden" room.
There is a desk next to the window. On the desk are pens, inks, paper and inkstones, the four treasures of the study. The bookshelves next to the wall are filled with old books.
A green gauze hangs on the window.
Through the gauze, you can vaguely see the pond and the Jiuqu Stone Bridge.
There is no magnificence, only a rustic, quiet and elegant atmosphere.
"It is indeed the residence of the 'Suxue Fairy'," Gu Xu commented in his mind, "If it were summer when the lotus flowers were in full bloom, this place would probably look like a fairyland."
< p>However, in this room, he did not find the "Jinghong Pen" weapon spirit."The little girl said that she will wait for us at the destination," Gu Xu silently thought to himself, "Is it possible that we need to meet certain conditions before she will show up?
"Or maybe what is hidden in this room is not the spirit of the weapon, but the body of the 'Jinghong Pen'? ”
A bold guess came up in his mind.
Then he walked into the house and began to look for clues.
His eyes first fell on the wall. A portrait - it was a meticulous painting with delicate lines and soft colors, depicting a woman with simple clothes and a gentle smile.
Because Gu Xu had already related everything to the Lu family in Qingzhou. The information was kept in mind, so he easily recognized that this woman was Lu Huan's concubine and Lu Shiyao's biological mother.
Gu Xu remembered that Lu Shiyao was mentioned in the information. After her mother's death, she remained quiet and depressed; and in this room, she hung her mother's portrait in such a prominent position.
"It seems that the Lu family sister had a very close relationship with her mother. So profound! ”
Then, Gu Xu walked to the wooden desk.
On this dusty table, there was a piece of yellowed rice paper with delicate hairpins on it. Half of the poem "Qing Ping Le" is written in small regular script.
The content is as follows:
"The cold rain has begun to fall, and the yellow flowers are scattered all over the ground.
"The beauty has disappeared in the remaining light, and it is no longer as charming as before."
There is only an upper palace, not a lower palace.
And the last few words were a bit sloppy - it seemed as if the author was forcibly interrupted in the middle of writing.
When Gu Xu finished reading this half of "Qing Ping Le", he felt a sense of sadness coming over his face, as if he had seen the scene when the Lu Family Building in Qingzhou collapsed.
If "tragedy" means tearing beauty to pieces and showing it to others, then this half poem is undoubtedly in line with the so-calledThe tragic beauty also fits Lu Shiyao's character as a "melancholic and graceful poet".
"Will the third test set by the 'Jinghong Pen' tool spirit be for me to complete this poem?" Gu Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and guessed, "According to that With the temperament of a literary and artistic young man, it is indeed possible for him to make such a request."
However, although Gu Xu has countless excellent poems in his mind, it is not easy for him to complete other people's works.
"This is simply making things difficult for Mr. Wenzhao." He complained in his heart.
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Gu Xu was not in a hurry to write lyrics.
He planned to calm down and collect more clues.
So, he carefully opened the drawer of the desk and found that there were countless flower notes of different colors scattered inside, all with Juanxiu's handwriting on them.
He randomly took out a piece of flower paper and looked carefully
On it he saw:
"The eighth day of February in the thirty-ninth year of Xingde. The sky is dark today It was gloomy and drizzling. I found a kitten in the bushes next to the courtyard gate. It was limping with an injury on its leg and meowing, I thought it must be in great pain. .
“I went to the family pharmacy to get some herbs and gauze to bandage his wound. The little cat was very disobedient at first and kept moving around, but after I smoothed out its fur, it gradually calmed down. I hope its injury can recover soon!
"However, that night, Aunt Zhou discovered that I stole some herbs from home. She reprimanded me severely and didn't allow me to finish my meal. My stomach is hungry now. I have to scream. Oh, if I had known better, I would have secretly hidden some lunch in the house."
...
Gu Xu remembered that Lu Shiyao died in the sky. After eight years of travel, she died at the age of eighteen - based on this calculation, she was only a nine-year-old girl in the thirty-ninth year of Xingde.
Her mother had just passed away at that time, which was the most difficult moment for her in the Lu family.
Gu Xu sighed softly and took out another flower note from the drawer.
......
"April 18, the first year of Tianxing. In this family, dealing with people is really a very scary thing.
" Since I have never been able to remember faces and it takes me a long time to match faces with names, I often make a fool of myself in front of others and get scolded by my elders.
“Today, two of my father’s colleagues came to visit the Lu Mansion. Because I accidentally recognized Mr. Zou, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, as Mr. Wei, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, which made my father very unhappy.
"In addition, Mr. Zou gave me a box of snacks before leaving, which I happily accepted. After all, I’ve always loved snacks.
"However, my father said that I was 'very ignorant' and asked me to refuse again and again. This is in line with the etiquette of interpersonal communication.
"Oh, the communication between people Why is it so complicated? Simple and directIsn't it good? ”
……
After reading the content on this flower note, Gu Xu couldn’t help but think to himself: I always thought that Miss Lu was a cold and arrogant talented woman, but I didn’t expect her. Not only is he socially phobic, but he is also face-blind.
Then he took out the third flower note from the drawer...
"Oh my god. The fourteenth day of the first month of the second year of the reign of Emperor Xing. Today is the third anniversary of my mother's death. I am the only one in the entire Lu family who remembers this day. So I painted a portrait of my mother and hung it on the wall.
"Although I live a lonely life, I believe that my mother is always watching me and protecting me in heaven."
......
"Heavenly Sky On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the fourth year, I was still not qualified to participate in the Lu family’s Lantern Festival. However, I was very happy to have Shuyan accompany me and hang up lanterns and guess lantern riddles in that remote courtyard.
< p>“It is much more interesting to spend the holidays with a friend than to go through all kinds of complicated etiquette and say a bunch of boring polite words with a large group of people. "......
"It is the twenty-eighth day of the sixth month of the fourth year of Tianxing. Today, I found a dead butterfly in front of my window. Its wings were wet from the rain and looked miserable. I buried it beside the rockery behind the house, wrote a poem for it, and then built a simple tombstone for it with branches.
"Shu Yan felt that I was too sentimental. I told her that this butterfly that died in obscurity reminded me of my mother and myself."
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"On the third day of the twelfth lunar month in the fifth year of Tianxing. I successfully passed the test and became the owner of the 'Jinghong Pen'. My father held a banquet specially for me and invited guests from all walks of life to attend; Mrs. Lu, Luo Auntie, Auntie Zhou, Auntie Wu... also came to congratulate me enthusiastically and gave me many snacks as gifts.
"But I am not happy. Because the mother will never be able to see her daughter become successful. "
......
"The sixth day of the first lunar month of the sixth year of Tianxing. I successfully advanced to the third realm and gained the magical power of ‘eyes of wisdom’. With this magical power, I can tell whether people around me are lying, see whether everyone who comes into contact with me is sincere, and I can also see the good and evil deeds that everyone has done.
“Shu Yan thinks that my magical power is useless and not of much help to my practice.
“But with the help of this magical power, I can see clearly this dirty and hypocritical world.
“For example, none of my father’s words ‘you are my favorite’ in front of his concubines was true; another example is that my father’s student named Tang Hui, Although he is a humble gentleman on the surface, he is violent in private and often beats his wife and children..."
...
"My father died on October 13th, the eighth year of Tianxing. He committed treason and was about to be executed by the Nine Tribes. Everyone believed that he was secretly colluding with the northwest barbarians and intending to rebel.
"But my father told me that the truth of the matter was not the case - in fact, he was. It's becauseBecause he accidentally discovered a secret of the emperor, he angered the emperor and made him have to kill him.
“With the power of ‘Intelligent Eye’, I deduced that he was not lying.
“As for what the emperor’s secret is, he would not tell me even to death. "
......
"The eighteenth day of the first month of the ninth year of Tianxing. Unexpectedly, after death, people can have a second life in such a magical way.
"But I'm hungry. I want a snack.
"No, I want a soul.
"I want human souls."
...
"On the sixth day of the fifth lunar month in the eighteenth year of Tianxing. A Hong said that the people of this generation Young people are so bad. No one can pass the test she set.
"I told her not to worry. A gentleman's revenge is never too late. "
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"On October 26, the twenty-third year of Tianxing. Today, a young man named ‘Mr. Changsheng’ came to the Lu residence.
"Ah Hong said he was very handsome.
"But I can never recognize people's faces. I don't know whether he is good-looking or not. I only know his poems. Well done.
“After the poetry meeting, I really wanted to talk to him about why he could write such passionate and heroic poems. Unfortunately, I never had the courage to say hello to a strange boy. "
...
After reading this, Gu Xu sighed and put the flower note back in the drawer.
At this moment in the "Suxue Garden", the blue gauze cupboard is windless and automatic, as if there is someone there.