Chapter 96 Lu Shiyao’s Mood Card
When the sound of the cave flute sounded, the darkness in the Lu family’s mansion faded away together with the cold wind.
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.
Through the pale starlight, Gu Xu roughly saw the furnishings in the "Suxue Garden" room.
There is a table beside the window. On the table are the four treasures of the study: pens, inks, paper and inkstones. The bookshelves next to the wall are filled with old books.
Qingbi 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."
However, in this room, Here, he did not find the "Jinghong Pen" weapon spirit.
“The little girl said that she will wait for us at our destination,” Gu Xu thought silently, “Is it possible that we need to meet certain conditions before she will show up?
"Or, what is hidden in this room is not the spirit of the weapon, but the body of the 'Jinghong Pen'? ”
A bold guess came into his mind.
He then went into the house and began looking for clues.
His eyes first fell on a portrait on the wall - 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 memorized all the information related to the Lu family in Qingzhou, he easily recognized that this woman was Lu Huan's concubine and Lu Shiyao's biological mother.
Gu Xu remembered that the information mentioned that Lu Shiyao had been quiet and depressed after her mother's death; and in this room, she hung her mother's portrait in such a conspicuous position .
“It seems that this Miss Lu’s relationship with her mother is very deep!”
Then, Gu Xu walked to the wooden desk.
On this dusty table, there is a piece of yellowed rice paper, on which half of the song "Qing Ping Le" is written in delicate hairpin-flowered small regular script.
The content is as follows:
"The cold rain has begun to fall, and the yellow flowers are broken all over the ground.
"The fragrance is scattered in the remaining light, and it is no longer as charming as before. ”
There is only the upper palace, not the 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 into pieces for people to see, then this half of the poem is undoubtedly in line with the so-called tragic beauty, and also fits Lu Shiyao's persona of a "melancholic and graceful poet".
“Will the third test set by the spirit of the Jinghong Pen be to ask me to complete this poem?” Gu Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and guessed, “According to that It is indeed possible for Bi’s literary and artistic youth 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 slips of different colors scattered inside, all with Juanxiu's handwriting on them.
He took out a piece of flower paper at random and read it carefully.
I saw it read:
"On the eighth day of February in the thirty-ninth year of Xingde. Today the sky was gloomy and it was raining lightly. I found a little baby in the bushes next to the courtyard gate. The cat had an injury on its leg and was limping and meowing like it was crying. I thought it must be in great pain.
“I went to the family pharmacy to get some herbs and gauze. , bandage its wounds. 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, I was discovered by Aunt Zhou about stealing herbs from home. She reprimanded me severely and didn't allow me to eat dinner. My stomach is growling with hunger now. Oh, morning When I found out, I secretly hid some lunch in the house."
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Gu Xu remembered that Lu Shiyao died in the eighth year of Tianxing at the age of eighteen—— Based on this calculation, she was only a nine-year-old girl in the 39th 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.
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“It’s April 18th, the first year of Tianxing. In this family, dealing with people is really a very scary thing.
“Since I can’t remember faces, It took me a long time to match faces to names, so I often made a fool of myself in front of others and got 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.
< br>"In addition, Mr. Zou gave me a box of snacks before leaving, and I happily accepted it. 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.
"Hey, why are the interactions between people so complicated? Wouldn't it be better to be simple and direct?"
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After reading this flower note, After reading the content, 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 that she was not only a social phobia, but also face-blind.
Then he took out the third flower note from the drawer.
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"The fourteenth day of the first lunar month of the second year of Tianxing. Today is the third anniversary of my mother's death. I am the only one in the Lu family who remembers this day. So I drew a portrait of my mother and hung it on the wall. .
“Although my days are lonely, I believe that my mother is always watching me and blessing me in heaven. "
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"On the fifteenth day of the first month of the fourth year of Tianxing. I am still not qualified to participate in the Lu family’s Lantern Festival this year. However, I was very happy to have books and inkstones accompanying me, hanging lanterns and guessing lantern riddles in that remote courtyard.
“It’s 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.”
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“Heaven Today, June 28th, I found a dead butterfly in front of the window. Its wings were wet with rain and it looked very miserable. I buried it beside the rockery behind the house and wrote for it. I wrote a poem and then built a simple tombstone for it with branches.
"Shu Yan thinks I am 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, Aunt Luo, Aunt Zhou, Aunt Wu ...They 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. "
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"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 powers are 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, when my father said 'You are my favorite person' in front of various concubines, there was not a single sentence. It's the truth; for another example, my father's student named Tang Hui, although he is a modest gentleman on the surface, he is violent in private and often beats his wife and children..."
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< br>"On the 13th day of the 10th month of the eighth year of Tianxing's reign. My father was about to be executed by the Nine Clan for committing treason. Everyone believed that he secretly colluded with the northwest barbarians and intended to rebel.
“But my father told me that the truth of the matter was not that - in fact, he accidentally discovered a secret of the emperor and angered the emperor, so that the emperor had to kill him.
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"With the power of 'Wisdom Eyes', I deduced that he was not lying.
"As for what the emperor's secret is, he would not tell me even to death. "
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"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 a human soul. "
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"The sixth day of May in the eighteenth year of Tianxing. Ah Hong said that this generation of young people is so bad. No one could pass the test she set.
“I told her, there is no need to worry. A gentleman’s revenge is never too late.”
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"October 26th, the twenty-third year of Tianxing. Today, a young man named 'Mr. Changsheng' came to the Lu residence.
"A Hong said he was very handsome. Handsome.
“But I have never been able to recognize people’s faces. I don’t know whether he looks good or not. I only know that his poems are very good.
“After the poetry meeting, I thought very much Talk to him about why he can write such passionate and heroic poems. Unfortunately, I never had the courage to say hello to a strange boy. ”
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After reading this, Gu Xu took a deep breath and put the flower note back in the drawer.
At this moment in "Suxueyuan", the blue gauze cupboard is windless and automatic, as if there is someone there.
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