(Thirty-two)
Li Qingzhao's eyes were intense, and he took Zhao Mingcheng's hand and put it on her neck, "Is it particularly cold here?"
Zhao Mingcheng was surprised, it seemed that there was.
Even more scared!
"Mingcheng, you just said that my behavior cannot make my mother feel at ease. Does that mean that my mother can see it?"
Li Qingzhao seemed to have caught the loophole in Zhao Mingcheng's words and asked one after another.
Zhao Mingcheng:!?(_;?
Isn't it a saying that has been passed down for thousands of years?
Zhao Mingcheng gritted his teeth and continued without conscience, "It is indeed."
"So, don't let your mother-in-law worry."
If a person's soul really remains in the world after death, then the world would already be full of ghosts.
He really does not believe in the theory of reincarnation propagated by Buddhism and Taoism.
But if Qingzhao could figure it out, he wouldn't mind a brief letter.
Thinking of this, Zhao Mingcheng felt a chill on the back of his hand, and his hair suddenly stood up.
terrible!
There seems to be a real ghost!
I miss him, Zhao Mingcheng, who has done good deeds and accumulated virtues throughout his life, is positive and has never done any evil...
Zhao Mingcheng closed the window and lit the candle in the room.
The light calmed him down a bit.
Sunge, who was almost squeezed to death by the window: If I had known this, I should have been a few years later to let go!
Li Qingzhao looked at Zhao Mingcheng suspiciously, which made Zhao Mingcheng panic for a while.
But no matter what, it finally has some vitality.
Zhao Mingcheng glanced at the window with lingering fear, relieved in his heart, it was an illusion!
It's all an illusion!
How could there really be ghosts in this world?
Li Qingzhao murmured in a low voice. It seemed that Aniang might still see it.
Zhao Mingcheng:......
He didn't know whether to be scared or happy for a moment.
Sun Ge found a corner covered by the wind and stayed there miserably.
No wonder someone said that the real death in the world is when no one remembers you.
To this day, she is realizing the horror of this sentence.
No matter, she wanted to take a break and no one should miss her.
I don't know whether he figured it out or was comforted by Zhao Mingcheng's true and false words. Li Qingzhao's life was injected with light little by little.
Sunge breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like she could go back to Zhangqiu Mingshui and live a happy life of drinking and listening to Aunt Ning's chatter.
It doesn't matter if the wine is mellow or not, it doesn't matter if Aunt Ning's chatter is interesting or not, what matters is that she finally doesn't have to be a woman with the same style.
Death was unexpected, and happiness came suddenly.
In this way, Sunge temporarily stayed at Zhangqiu Mingshui.
One of her favorite things to do was to swing back and forth on the two pine trees planted by Aunt Ning herself, and when Aunt Ning was burning paper money for her, she would blow on it to put out the fire.
She is still wandering in this world, what use is paper money?
So, Aunt Ning found that the leaves of her pine trees fell to the ground every day, and she didn't know that late autumn was coming.
The paper money can no longer be burned, and Aunt Ning is pressing on the grave, very persistent.
Yi Geer would also visit her during the Qingming Festival, bringing food offerings to her.
Then!
Then!
In the dark night, when she couldn't see her fingers, someone came to dig her grave.
Sunge: She's still here watching, don't you need to take care of her emotions of thinking she's a ghost?
"Hoo ho!"
The dark wind suddenly rose, and the sound was like weeping and complaining.
In an instant, it seemed like countless terrifying things were coming from all directions.
Grave Robber: He always feels like there are eyes watching him from behind.
After thinking for a lifetime, the hand holding the shovel loosened and the shovel fell to the ground with a clatter.
Seeing this, Sunge blew on the shovel with all her strength.
The shovel flew away.
Grave robber: Σ (дlll)
This time I really encountered a ghost!
The tomb robber burst into tears and ran out, staggering, falling down and getting up again.
Ghost!
The wind stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moon hung in the sky.
Aunt Ning, who was sleeping heavily, felt that the day was getting more and more fickle.
Sunge rubbed his tired and sore face and sighed.
Not only did she have to travel, she also had to defend her home.
At dawn, Aunt Ning looked thoughtfully at the fallen leaves on the ground, the pine trees that were almost blown down, the messy footprints on the ground, and the lone shovel outside the cemetery.
So it’s not the weather that changes, but the tomb robbers who are unlucky?
Or is there a spirit in this cemetery?
Madam, is that you?
The always elegant master seemed unable to do such a thing as scaring people.
Aunt Ning thought for a while and then hired a tombkeeper with a wave of her hand.
The days are like this once again.
Time flies, at the beginning of 1126, which is the beginning of the first year of Jingkang.
The atmosphere of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new has not completely dissipated. The Jin soldiers divided into two groups and brazenly invaded the Song Dynasty.
At this moment, the officials of the Song Dynasty who thought they had nothing to worry about and the emperor who was sitting on the dragon throne realized that the military equipment of the Song Dynasty was vulnerable.
Armament laxity and political fatigue are irreversible.
Originally, when the Northern Song Dynasty was founded, it was surrounded by powerful enemies, including the Khitans and Jurchens in the north, the Dangxiang people in the northwest, and the Dali people in the southwest.
In the early Song Dynasty, the Sixteenth State of Youyun was lost again, and the north lost an important barrier.
Later, the Jurchens rose again, annexed the Khitan, and became the dominant family in the north.
The tiger showed its fangs, how could it be indifferent to the plump, tender, rich and prosperous Northern Song Dynasty beside it.
It's a pity that the kings and subjects of the Song Dynasty were lucky enough to think that the Jurchen tribe would not invade the south.
There were also people with lofty ideals who were far-sighted and concerned about the country and the people who raised their concerns, but unfortunately they were ignored or even ridiculed as unfounded concerns.
Now, the army suddenly sent out troops, waking everyone up from their sweet dreams.
However, it was too late to wake up at this time.
It is an indisputable fact that the Northern Song Dynasty was weak and the border defense lines were like paper.
As the front line continued to collapse, the court was still arguing.
The main battle is still the main battle.
However, everyone knows that Zhu He can only survive for a moment.
However, what made the Northern Song Dynasty feel trapped was not only the slack in armaments, but also the lack of generals.
The founder of the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin, rebelled against Chen Qiao and wore a yellow robe. He was a general with a heavy army and suddenly became the emperor.
Zhao Kuangyin released his military power over a glass of wine and set the political tone of the Northern Song Dynasty.
For several generations, the emphasis was placed on literature but not on military affairs. Military generals were everywhere suppressed and their treatment was not as good as that of civil servants. Therefore, even if there were really brave and good warriors, they would only change their writings based on their interests.
In the face of a formidable enemy, it was temporarily difficult to build a new line of defense.
Sun Ge, who was far away in Mingshui, felt that his ears were terribly hot.
It stands to reason that she has turned into a ghost, and it is normal for the cold and heat not to invade her.
Someone missed her!
In Bianliang City!
Sunge bared his teeth, that was Bianliang City.
It is much farther than Mingshui to Laizhou.
If you rush like this, you will die.
What if she moans and groans until her legs are too thin to reach Bianliang, and people in Mingshui and Laizhou miss her again?
Tug of war?
Whichever side has the strongest telepathy, which side will she belong to?
Anyway, she couldn't make her own choice.
(End of chapter)
