Chapter 0 - ⑪ Bury flowers and ask for love
Little Dujuan was the first female student in the academy, and also the first Miao student. Her husband was very fond of her, almost to the point of partiality, and he must take her with him wherever he went to give lectures.
In this way, little Dujuan followed her husband around the town to visit Confucian scholars during the day, and returned to the Miao village the next night. Due to the constant need to cope with school work, learning Gu and refining poison gradually fell into disuse.
Although she is smart, she is far from being called a genius. Many common senses that are very simple to other students are "magical tales" that little Du Juan can hardly comprehend in a short period of time.
How many setbacks did the king of Yelang have to go through before he understood his arrogance?
However, after a long time, other students in the academy gradually became aware of Little Dujuan's dullness. Most of them are good friends who have been classmates for several years. Most of them don't have a good impression of the sudden appearance of the apple in their husband's hands, so they tease the little cuckoo everywhere. Once they are around the little cuckoo, they will deliberately talk about things in the town, or about things outside the town. The general trend of the world.
Little cuckoo can't understand all kinds of things. At this time, she would choose to listen silently and study secretly. She would not leave silently until other students showed obvious disgust towards her.
"We have known each other for so long, so it is inevitable that we will be a little resistant to contact with strangers. It will be fine after a while, right?" She comforted herself, and then quickly forgot all these little things.
Little Du Juan especially likes to watch her husband play Go. The process of playing Go with others is not only a competition of chess skills, but also a confrontation of people's thoughts. She can see a person's true self from the style of chess; she also likes to listen to other people's lyrics and compositions. Whenever someone plays a piece of music on the piano, she always has to sit and listen for a while before she feels at ease. Whether it is sadness or happiness, she can directly feel it from the tune. When the emotion is intense, she will also sing in agreement, which often surprises others. Shout out praise.
It can be said that rather than reciting classics, she prefers playing Go and writing poetry to pass the time. As time went by, the barriers between her and her disciples became more and more numerous. There was only one person who was still willing to be with her, and that was the eldest son of the academy teacher.
In fact, the two of them didn't talk much, but little Dujuan cherished this friendship as a classmate. Almost every time she returned to the Miao village, she would talk to her grandma and mother several times. Occasionally, she would also tell the king of Miao when she saw him. The other party himself made new friends at the foot of the mountain.
Don't you know that the eldest son of the academy teacher was just following orders at first. He thought that little Dujuan was ignorant and incompetent. He was just here to pass the time and never wanted to get acquainted. However, one day his father gave an order and had to obey.
Fortunately, after abandoning sectarian differences and ethnic strife, he seemed to have met a pure and beautiful girl.
Starting from the year of the President, these nobles from scholarly families will have to shoulder the mission of studying and becoming officials. Without exception, where have you seen such a wild girl? He was gradually impressed by Little Dujuan's straightforwardness and her singing voice. This was a rare memory in the cookie-cutter student life.
After finishing their schoolwork for the day, they often patrolled by the river until nightfall. Sister A on the bridge sang loudly, and Alang on the riverside sang in a low voice, which was so enviable.
But there seems to be a curse on them, which is destined that their time of harmonious coexistence will not last long. Just like the song goes: "The moon looks to the south, taking away the longing." One day, they may not turn against each other, but they will definitely not be able to go back to the beauty they once had.
However, a month later, all the college students in the academy suddenly gathered together one day and privately followed their husband's eldest son to confront Little Dujuan.
"Since you are not interested in academics, why are you wasting your time here?"
“Being entangled with my husband all day long has left us with no chance to ask him for advice!”
"With the favor of Mr. You and the eldest son, do you think you can do whatever you want? A mere mountain girl, you are willing to study under the same class as her, but I don't want to, for fear of ruining the reputation of the academy..."
The eldest son stood silently, looking at everything around him like floating clouds. Little Dujuan realized at this time that even if the other person was willing to be with her, it didn't mean that he had really let go of his prejudices.
"In their eyes, the Nu family is just a young girl." Standing in the middle of the crowd and being bullied, Little Dujuan's head began to become numb. She could clearly feel her breathing, but she always felt like she was about to suffocate.
She looked at the eldest son in a daze, praying for him to say a word for her. She was so anxious that her eyes filled with tears, hoping and hoping. Finally, when he came over, what she got was a word that was enough to make her fall into the abyss.
"You can go. The academy is really not suitable for you. This is also what father means." The eldest son said calmly: "If you want to ask for advice on academic matters in the future, let's talk about it at that time."
"Okay, I'm leaving." After leaving these words, the little cuckoo never looked back.
She was not so sad, but had a sense of joy in understanding the world - even if she tried to regain her true feelings, it was often in vain, but she had no regrets.
"If we meet them again in a foreign country one day, I will definitely face them with a smile." She expected the self to be so open-minded. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Within a few days, King Miao became seriously ill, and he summoned Little Dujuan to explain the matter at night. thing.
Little Dujuan knew that her father had been in poor health, but when this day came, she still felt unbearable sadness in her heart: "Dad!" She fell to her knees and threw herself on her father's thick palm, feeling the residual moisture gradually draining from it. temperature.
"Juan'er, I already know that you were expelled from the academy. You don't have to be sad. This is actually expected."
"Dad, the slave family is not sad! The slave family is just afraid that you will really leave us..."
"In this world, money is easy to come by, but true love is hard to find. Juan'er has always been sincere in dealing with people, but we must not forget to recognize people with a keen eye. After your father dies, you must obey your mother and grandma in all matters big and small in the future, and you must not act rashly."
After saying this, King Miao fell into a long silence. His breathing was very weak, but his chest was still rising and falling. Seeing this, the servant quickly invited the little Dujuan out and let the follow-up minister Tuogu come in.
When the father and daughter met again, it was at the funeral.
The petals of azaleas were flying all over the sky. Hundreds of young men picked all the azaleas on the mountain and threw them into the sky continuously. For a moment, it was like raining blood.
This is the unique "flower burial" custom of this Miao ethnic group, allowing the deceased to disappear with the azaleas, and be reborn in the world in the coming year to continue to bless future generations.
Du Juan watched her father's remains gradually disappear in the fireworks, remembering the past and feeling full of joy.
After that, although King Miao died, he was still alive. Everyone at that time said that the Miao girl Ajuan looked like King Miao when she was a boy. Not only was she not interested in practicing Gu, she also repeatedly made friends with Han people, and then promoted More and more Miao people are coming down the mountain, and more and more Han people are entering the mountain.
