Southerners

Chapter 130 Bustard Feather 6

The warm autumn light fell on Meng Huan's face, and Meng Huan looked tired and lonely.

Song Zhi's eyes suddenly became hot, tears almost fell down, he hurriedly turned his face away and held back.

However, Meng Huan slightly bent his lips, his brows and eyes softened, and he looked at Song Zhi quietly.He couldn't tell what it was like, but it seemed that from the moment he got the news of Song Zhi's suicide, his heart was suspended, as if being scorched by something, day and night, he couldn't escape for a moment, his nerves were tense, But he firmly believes that his Zilan is not dead.

He didn't believe that he would leave him like this, and he couldn't accept that he would leave, but in the end it was panic, fear.He really can't bear such a big pain.

Seeing someone at this moment, the hanging heart finally fell back.

I can sleep well tonight.

Song Zhi lowered her head, not knowing why she didn't dare to look at Meng Huan, or maybe she didn't want to.

There was a long distance between the two, and it was Meng Huan who spoke first, with a hoarse voice: "Come here."

Song Zhi didn't say a word, walked towards him in silence, and stopped in front of Meng Huan, who looked down at him.

Meng Huan held his hand, stroked his fingers and palm, and frowned: "I lost weight."

Song Zhi wanted to withdraw her hand uncomfortably, but Meng Huan clenched it tightly.

Song Zhi stared at Meng Huan's face, and said in her heart, "You have lost a lot of weight too, why are you talking about me?"

Seeing that Song Zhi didn't make any more effort, Meng Huan pulled his left hand and rolled up his sleeves. Seeing the hideous and ugly scar on Song Zhi's wrist, his throat choked and he was unable to speak.

Song Zhi saw that his eyes seemed to be red.

Suddenly, I felt a little guilty.

Song Zhi wanted to withdraw her hand, but she heard Meng Huan say, "I'm sorry."

Song Zhi was slightly taken aback.

Meng Huan said again: "It's my fault. I didn't protect you well, and someone bullied you."

Song Zhi had never seen Meng Huan like this before, her voice was choked up, and the hand holding him seemed to be trembling slightly, fragile and extremely regretful.

Song Zhi guessed that Meng Huan might already know what happened, and said in relief, "It's okay, I..."

The latter words could not be said.How can it really be okay to be raped by someone and raped in such a way?Otherwise, such extreme measures would not have been taken.

Meng Huan stretched out his hand and pulled Song Zhi into his arms and hugged him tightly. He hugged him so tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, this person would disappear.

Song Zhi didn't break free, he didn't know what he was thinking.What to do in the future, I don't know.His eyes and heart were all blank.

He leaned in Meng Huan's arms, even though he was a little hurt from being strangled, this man's embrace still made him feel at ease.

But gradually, Song Zhi felt a little hot and humid on her shoulders, and it was Meng Huan who cried.

Song Zhi's body froze, and then she returned to hold Meng Huan even harder.

How Meng Huan withstood the pressure of Hu Duhu, Boyan, and An Tong, how he withstood the pressure of gossip from the whole city, how he couldn't sleep at night, how much he paid, and took so long to find Song Zhi.And so on, Song Zhi didn't ask, and Meng Huan didn't say anything.

In the following days, Song Zhi lived back in the Meng Mansion again.

Song Zhi didn't see Chuo Man, and he stayed in Meng Huan's room at night, sharing the same bed with Meng Huan, but Meng Huan never touched him, just hugged him and didn't let go all night.

Song Zhi wondered if his arm wasn't numb, but didn't ask.

As for Meng Huan's brother Ai Chi and Ake, Song Zhi met Bayar once, but Bayar didn't look at him straight in the face, but just glanced sideways, and left with the help of the maid.

Qinuo never showed up, and Song Zhi felt strange. Qinuo was Meng Huan's closest servant, and he followed Meng Huan when he was young. It was really strange that he hadn't seen him for so long.

Song Zhi asked Meng Huan once, Meng Huan was silent for a while, and did not answer, Song Zhi did not ask again.

Song Zhi didn't dare to ask about Chuo Man, nor did Meng Huan.But looking at this posture, Song Zhi was very skeptical whether Meng Huan had reconciled with Chuo Man, it didn't make sense that Mrs. Zheng Pai hadn't been in the mansion for so long.

About Bai Man'er, Song Zhi asked once, and Meng Huan also answered, saying that it was with Zhao Mengfu.

Song Zhi looked at Meng Huan's expression carefully, and asked if he could go and see Bai Man'er or bring Bai Man'er back.

Meng Huan didn't refuse or agree, he was silent for a while, and after a few days, he took Bai Man'er to the mansion and met with Song Zhi.

Bai Man'er thought that Song Zhi was gone, and cried for a long time, but now seeing a living person, she cried for a long time again, Song Zhi coaxed and coaxed, and she barely stopped her voice.

Song Zhi also wanted to thank Zhao Mengfu in person, but failed, so she had to write a letter and asked Bai Man'er to bring it to Zhao Mengfu, as well as Guo Shoujing, Qi Luqian and others.

These days Song Zhi learned from Meng Huan what these people did for him, and she was very grateful.

After living in Meng's mansion for a long time, she had nothing to do, could not go out, and could not walk around at will, so she was a bit bored, Song Zhi was lazy all day long.When Meng Huan was not handling official duties, he tried every means to make him happy.

Coming back this time, Meng Huan was more considerate to Song Zhi than before, from food and clothing to books and paints, he personally took care of everything.

Song Zhi fell to the root of his illness, so Meng Huan invited Pei Ya to take his pulse from time to time, and ate high-quality herbs for food. Song Zhi gained weight in a short time, and her face was full of flesh.

Song Zhi sometimes complained to him that if this continued, he would really grow into a pig, Meng Huan would laugh, pinch his face and say, "Then I'd be happy to raise it too."

When sleeping at night, Meng Huan would sometimes wake up from a nightmare, and when he found that Song Zhi was still lying beside him, he breathed a sigh of relief dripping with sweat, and hugged him tightly.

With Meng Huan's appearance, Song Zhi's words of wanting to leave were choked in her throat, and she couldn't say anything.

After October entered winter, the first snow fell early.One day after the first snowfall, Meng Huan asked Song Zhi to change into a decent Song-style round-neck robe, and took him out.

The carriage was running very smoothly on the flat and wide official road.

Meng Huan covered his hands for him, and told him softly: "When you get to the hall later, you have to follow what Zhao Mengfu and the others say, don't talk nonsense, you know? Don't let your temper flow, otherwise not only me, Master Zhao, Guo Taishi, and the others will all suffer. "

Song Zhi nodded confusedly, only then did she realize that she was going to meet the emperor of the Yuan court.

Song Zhi had no reverence for the Yuan court, and even less affection for this tyrannical emperor, so naturally she couldn't be said to be nervous at this time.It was not the first time for Song Zhi to meet the emperor.

The imperial city is majestic and towering, and there is a sense of majesty and solemnity from a distance. Entering through the vermilion city gate, passing through the Taiye Pool, you will arrive at Miyagi. Miyagi is where the emperor lives, handles government affairs, meets with officials and concubines. where their dwellings are.

After entering Miyagi, you have to dismount and walk on foot.Meng Huan didn't make too close a move with Song Zhi in order to avoid the distraction of people in the palace.

The Daming Hall was the place where the emperor handled government affairs, and it was also the destination of Song Zhi and Meng Huan.

When the two arrived, the emperor hadn't arrived yet, and the dragon chair in front was empty, but there were a few officials standing on the left and right below, including Zhao Mengfu and Lian Shen whom Song Zhi knew, and the rest were very familiar.

Zhao Mengfu nodded to Song Zhi.

"Don't look around." Meng Huan tugged on Song Zhi's sleeves, and whispered in his ear, "You should pay attention to your manners before the emperor."

Song Zhi immediately retracted her eyes, lowered her head, and stood obediently.

After a while, a few more people came.

The emperor is always the last to appear. Accompanied by the eunuch's shrill voice, Kublai Khan slowly walked over from behind the curtain. He is already very old, and he will not handle many things by himself. Most of them are left to his children, grandchildren and his queen. deal with.

But Song Zhi's case was very strange. He was obviously a little-known brat, yet he attracted so many people's attention.Kublai Khan was a little curious.

He walked with slow but steady steps, even though he was more than seventy years old, the majesty of the emperor did not decrease but increased on him, and no one dared to look up at him.

Kublai Khan's old and cloudy eyes shone fiercely, and with the support of the queen, he sat on the dragon chair, glanced at his subjects, and suddenly saw a young but strange man wearing a Song-style round collar robe, Although he lowered his head and had a respectful posture, he was neither humble nor overbearing, with a bookish air all over his body, which was very eye-catching in the crowd.

This is Song Zilan.Kublai Khan thought, he patted the back of the hand of the personal servant, the servant immediately reacted and raised his voice:

"Which one is Song Zilan, why don't you come out to see me soon?"

Hearing this, Song Zhi took a step forward, raised the hem of her clothes, and saluted Kublai Khan, touching her forehead to the ground, leaned down and said, "Song Zilan, a grass-roots man, kowtow to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

The etiquette that cannot be faulted is someone who has seen the world.

"Raise your head." The servant said again.

Song Zhi raised her head and looked at Kublai Khan.

The last time I saw Kublai Khan was a few years ago, and now the old emperor, who is over seventy years old, is even more senile. The death of the prince at the beginning of the year seemed to have dealt a great blow to him, and the successive deaths of his beloved wife and beloved son made the emperor unbearable bear.

While Song Zhi was looking at Kublai Khan, Kublai Khan was also looking at him.

A face full of Han Chinese characteristics, the first time I met the saint, I was extremely calm, without any panic, such qualities are rare for ordinary people.

"I heard that you are very talented, now write a poem for me to listen to."

With Kublai Khan's words, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. Meng Huan raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was not worried about Song Zhi's talent, but was afraid that if Song Zhi didn't cooperate at this time, not only would all the efforts for so long be in vain, Song Zhi probably won't be able to save her.

For a moment, everyone looked at Song Zhi.

Song Zhi smiled slightly, and said to Kublai Khan, "Thanks to Your Majesty for appreciating your eyes, the grassroots are making a fool of themselves."

He pondered for a while, and after a while, he slowly recited a poem:

"East Sea and West Mountain are the residences of Zhuang emperors, and boats from south and horses from north gather in the capital of the emperor.

For a while, characters descended from the sky, and Wanli Cheshu has never existed since ancient times.

Qin and Han were powerful and aggressive, while Jin and Tang were beautiful but lacked ambition.

The scale of Jingtianweidi is far away, and the gods and grandsons of generations look up to Shengmo. "

Many emperors in the Qin, Han, Jin and Tang Dynasties were inferior. There was no one before and no one to come after the world. They directly invited Kublai Khan to the altar.

Kublai Khan had a good understanding of Sinology, and occasionally wrote two poems by himself. Of course he understood it, and immediately burst out laughing and praised him a few times.

Seeing that Kublai Khan was happy, both Meng Huan and Zhao Mengfu felt relieved, but at this moment, Kublai Khan suddenly put away his smile, stared at Song Zhi, and asked in a deep voice: "Song Zilan, do you know that I am always ready for you?" Can you take your head off?"

The author has something to say:

Note: ⑴Hematemesis, I just found out today that the Yuan Dynasty did not have such a thing as the early dynasty, my fault, I did not check clearly.

([-]) Song Zhinian’s poem was actually written by Zhao Mengfu in history. It is called "Qin Song Shizu Emperor’s Holy Virtue Poem". The scumbag author can’t write poems. For the sake of effect, he stole Zhao Mengfu’s poem and used it on Zilan. I believe Zhao Brother Qi won't mind.