Chapter 10 10

The human body can be imprisoned, but the human heart cannot.Although Juehui has not left the mansion these days, his heart is still active with his classmates.This was beyond his grandfather's expectations. He imagined how far the student movement had grown, and he read the newspaper accounts of the movement with great greed.Unfortunately, there is not much news about this.He also received a weekly issue of "Student Tide" compiled and published by the Student Union. This large newspaper published several exciting remarks and a lot of good news.The tide gradually subsided.The attitude of the warlord gradually softened. He finally sent Section Chief Zhao to condolence to the injured, and issued two more notices to perfunctory the students. Safety.Then the newspaper published a notice prohibiting soldiers from beating students by the City Defense Command.It is said that two soldiers were caught and confessed that they were the ones who beat the students that day. They have already been severely punished.Juemin, the clerk, has also seen it on the street.

The good news is getting more and more every day, and Juehui, who is locked in the so-called "home" cage, is also getting more anxious every day.He often stamped his feet in the room alone.Sometimes he didn't even want to read the book, and lay stretched out on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open. "Home, this is the so-called sweet home!" Juehui often shouted angrily.Sometimes Juemin heard it from the side, but he just smiled and didn't say anything. "What's so funny! You go out every day, very happy! Look, you will be like me one day!" Seeing her brother laughing at him, Juehui became even more annoyed.

"What does it have to do with you if I laugh at me? Don't tell me you forbid me to laugh?" Juemin argued with a smile. "That's right, I forbid you to laugh!" Juehui said loudly with a stampede. Juemin was reading a book, so he closed the book and walked out silently without arguing with Juehui. "Home, what kind of home! It's just a 'narrow cage'!" Juehui was still pacing around the room. "I want to go out, I must go out, and see what they do to me!" He said, and walked outside. Just as Juehui walked out of the room and went down the stone steps, she saw Aunt Chen and his fifth aunt Shen sitting under the window of his grandfather's room chatting.He stopped, hesitated, and finally changed direction and walked to the upper room.When he was about to reach the upper room, he turned right and walked into the corridor.He walked through the aisle, entered the outer door of the garden, walked under the window of Juexin's room, and went straight into the garden.

He entered a moon cave door.A big rockery stands in front of him, and there is a stone-paved road under his feet, which is divided into two sections on the left and right.He walked to the left.The road is sloping up, not wide, but very winding, and there is a cave at the end of the road.When he came out of the cave, he saw the road sloping down, and at the same time, a scent of fragrance hit his nostrils.He walked for a while, and there seemed to be no way ahead.But he walked slowly.There is another path to the left.He just turned a corner, and the front suddenly opened up, and his eyes were light red.This is a plum grove, and the red and white plum blossoms are in full bloom.He walked into the plum forest, stepped on the petals scattered on the ground, spread the hanging branches with his hands, and walked slowly in the plum forest.

He raised his head inadvertently, and saw something blue shaking in the distance in front of him.He spread the drooping branches and walked towards that place.After taking a few steps, he recognized that it was a person.The man was walking on the curved stone bridge, apparently coming towards him.He saw the whole body of the visitor, and he also saw the braid hanging down the back.This is Mingfeng. He wanted to call her, but before he could, he saw her enter the pavilion in the middle of the lake.He waits for her. After some time, Mingfeng still didn't come out, he wondered what she was doing there.Finally Mingfeng came out, and there was another woman in a purple jacket.All he could see was the big braids on the back of the long girl's head. She was talking to Mingfeng with her face turned the other way.But when they approached the lake shore, because they followed the bridge and turned a few turns, and her face was facing his side, he recognized that it was Qian'er, the maid of the fourth room.

Seeing them approaching, he turned around and walked in, hiding himself in the place with the most plum trees. "You go back first, don't wait for me, I still want to pick some plum blossoms for my wife," Mingfeng's crisp voice said. "Okay, I'll go first. Our fourth wife talks more, and if she doesn't see me for a while, she will babble and scold endlessly," Qian'er replied. So Qian'er walked out of Meilin slowly, and walked back along the way Juehui came.Juehui saw Qian'er's back disappearing at the other end of the Meilin, so she took big steps and walked towards Mingfeng.He saw Mingfeng plucking a drooping plum blossom.

"Mingfeng, what are you doing here?" He asked with a smile. Mingfeng's attention was focused on the plum blossom, and he never saw him approaching.She heard his voice suddenly, and she let go of her hand in surprise to look at him.Seeing that it was Juehui, she smiled reassuringly, and said, "Who did I say it was? It turned out to be the third young master." She reached out and broke the branch again, and held it in her hand to have a look. "Who asked you to fold it? Why did you come to fold it at this time and not in the morning?" "My wife asked me to fold it. She said that my aunt wanted it, and the second young master will take it later," Mingfeng said, seeing a branch on the left with many flowers and a good shape, so she stretched out her hand to fold it, but her body was a little too short. no.She tiptoed to break it again, but still couldn't catch the branch.

"Let me fold it for you. You are still a little shorter. You will be fine in a year or two," Juehui watched from the side and couldn't help laughing. "Okay, please fold it, but don't let the wife know," Mingfeng turned sideways and stood aside, really asking Juehui to fold it for her. "Why are you so afraid of your wife? In fact, your wife is not very fierce. Does she often scold you recently?" Juehui said with a smile.He walked over, stepped on the ground with his toes, stretched his body, and stretched out his hands to pluck the plum blossom.He broke off the flower branches and gave them to Mingfeng.

"My wife hasn't scolded me very much in the past year or so. But I'm still worried every day, and I'm always afraid of doing something wrong," she replied in a low voice.When she saw him break off the flower branch, she reached out to pick it up. "That's what a slave can never do..." He laughed unconsciously, but he didn't mean to ridicule her. When she heard this sentence, she didn't answer, she lowered her head silently, and buried her head on the flower branch in her hand. "Look, there's a nice one over there," he said cheerfully.

She raised her head and asked with a smile, "Where is it?" "Isn't it there?" He stretched out his hand and pointed to the nearby tree.Her eyes followed his fingers.Sure enough, there was a beautiful flower on the tree.This branch is quite high from the ground, and there are many flowers, most of which are in bud.The branches are curved and powerful, which is eye-catching. "It's a pity that it's too tall, but this branch is very good," Mingfeng looked at the plum blossom and said to herself. "It doesn't matter, it's easy to fold." He looked at the trunk of the tree and said, "I'll climb up the tree and fold it." He began to unbutton the cotton robe.

"I can't, I can't," she stopped, "It's not fun to be pessimistic." Cotton skinny.He climbed up the tree and said in his mouth: "You support the trunk for me below." He climbed up in a few steps.Standing on a branch with one foot, stepping on a thick branch with the other foot, clamping the thick branch near the center between your legs, stretching out one hand to break it, but the hand still cannot grasp it. to that flower.He withdrew his hand.The branches moved greatly, and the flowers fell one after another.He heard Mingfeng calling from below: "Third young master, be careful, be careful!" "Don't be afraid," he said, then he let go of his legs, tightly held the branch near the center with his right hand, lifted his left foot first, and stepped heavily on the other branch twice to try to see if the branch could carry the weight. Picking him up, and moving his right foot over as well.He bent down to fold the branch of flowers, and after three folds, he broke the branch and held it in his hand.He moved his right foot back to the previous branch, looked down, and saw Mingfeng's upturned face. "Mingfeng, catch it! I've dropped the flowers for you!" He said, sending the flower branches down gently, and spread the branches that were still on the tree beside them so that they would not entangle him. live.When he saw the flowers in her hands, he slowly climbed down the tree. "Enough, these three branches are enough," Mingfeng said happily. "Okay. There are too many, and it's not convenient for the second young master to carry it," he said, then took out his clothes and put them on his body, and asked, "Did you see the second young master just now?" "He is reading on the fishing platform," she replied, while arranging the flowers and branches in her hands, she suddenly noticed that he was wearing the clothes on his body and didn't put them on properly, so she said with concern: "Put your clothes on quickly, and wait You'll catch a cold in a while." After Juehui got dressed, she saw her suddenly turn around and walk towards the road he came from, so she called out, "Mingfeng." She turned around, stopped, and asked with a smile: "What are you calling me for?" Seeing that he didn't speak, but just looked at her with a smile, she turned around and walked forward.He hurriedly took two steps forward, and called her a few more times.She stopped again, turned around and asked the same question: "What are you doing?" "Come here," he begged. She came over. "You seem to be afraid of me recently, and you don't even want to talk to me. Why?" He said half-seriously, half-jokingly, playing with a drooping branch beside him with one hand. "Who is afraid of you?" Mingfeng chuckled; "I'm busy from morning to night, so I don't have time to gossip!" She said and wanted to leave. Juehui hurriedly gestured to stop her, and said, "I know, I know you are really afraid of me. You said you don't have time, why are you playing with Qian'er over there? I saw you in the middle of the lake Talk to Qian'er in the pavilion." "You are the young master, I am a girl, how dare I talk to you?" She said indifferently. "Then why did you often play with me in the past? It was not the same as now!" He continued to ask. Her bright eyes flicked across his face.She forced a smile, then lowered her head and explained in a melancholy tone: "It's different now, we've all grown up." "What does it matter if we grow older? Could it be that our hearts have become bad?" Juehui asked in surprise. "No. When I grow up, when we are often together, others will gossip. There are a lot of gossips in the mansion. It doesn't matter to me, you should always be careful, and don't forget the identity of the young master," she still lowered her head and spoke with a voice. There is a bit of bitterness in it. "If you don't want to go, let's go over there, find a place to sit down and talk slowly. Bring me the plum blossom," he said, regardless of whether she agreed or not, he took the flower branch from her hand and looked at it. After a while, two or three twigs were removed. He walked along a path by the lake outside Merlin, and she silently followed behind.Sometimes he turned around and asked her a word or two, and she answered very briefly, or just smiled. After Meilin walked all the way, he passed a rectangular flower bed, and there was a small door in front of it. After entering the door, it was more than ten steps away, and after turning a corner, there was another stone cave.The cave is very dark, but the road is straight and not long, and people can still hear the sound of the flowing spring.When they came out of the cave, the road sloped upwards.They climbed more than 20 stone steps one after another, turned a few turns, and reached the top. It is paved with sandy soil, and the place is not big, it is rectangular.There is a small stone table and four round stone benches.A pine tree grows next to a large rock, and its branches and leaves cover the stone table like an umbrella. There is no other sound in this place, only the murmur of the spring water.It turned out that the spring water flowed out from the gap on the other side of the rock, and went down through the gravel.Only the sound of water can be heard here, but the spring water cannot be seen. "It's such a quiet place," Juehui walked up first, and praised it unconsciously.He walked to the stone table, put plum blossoms on the table, took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust on the stone bench, and then sat down.Mingfeng came over and sat on a stone bench opposite him.The flower branches on the table are between them. Juehui smiled, took the flower branch away, put it on the stone bench on the right, pointed to the stone bench on the left and said, "Come on, sit here, why don't you dare to come near me?" Mingfeng walked over silently and sat down. They looked at each other.They are talking with their eyes, and these meanings cannot be expressed in words. "I'm going. I've been lingering in the garden so long that my wife will scold me," she said reassuringly, and stood up. "It doesn't matter, my wife won't scold you. I just came here and haven't said a few words yet. I won't let you go!" He grabbed her left arm and made her sit down again. She remained silent, but cowered, as if afraid of his hand touching her.But she didn't say no. "Why don't you talk? There is no third person here to hear you. Is it because you don't like me now?" He said deliberately looking disappointed. She remained silent, as if she had never heard his words. "I know your heart is not in our mansion anymore. I will tell my wife that you have grown up and marry you off sooner," he said lightly, as if he didn't care about her fate at all, but in fact he Peek into her eyes in the dark. Her complexion suddenly changed, her eyes turned from bright to dark, and she couldn't say a word for a long while.Her lips moved slightly, but nothing came out.Her eyes began to light up, covered with something like crystal glass, and her eyelashes moved a few times one after another. "Really?" She finally uttered this short question.Tears flowed down her cheeks, and she couldn't say another sentence. Seeing her so sad, he also felt that his words had gone too far.He didn't hurt her mind, he said this, just to test her heart, and to retaliate for her indifference.He didn't expect his words to make her so sad.The result of the trial satisfied him, but he also regretted it a little. "I'm just joking. You take it as the truth! Do you think I have the heart to drive you out?" He comforted with emotion and affection. "Who knows if it's true or not? You young masters and masters are all capricious, and you can do anything when you are unhappy," she said with a sob. "I've known for a long time that I will inevitably go the way of Xi'er one day. But why come so early?" "What did you say came so early?" he asked gently, he didn't understand her last words. "Your words..." She was still sobbing. "I just said that I was joking with you. I will not let you go out anyway, and I will not tell you to follow Xi'er's way." His attitude was very sincere, and he stretched out his hand again, and took her left hand Put it on your lap and keep stroking it. "If Madam means that, then...?" Mingfeng asked, she had stopped crying, but there was still a bit of sadness in her voice, and there were still tears on her face.He didn't answer right away, just looked into her eyes.He hesitated for a moment, Suddenly he showed a decisive look and said: "I have a solution, I want my wife to do as I say, and I will tell her that I want to take you in as the third mistress..." His words were indeed sincere, but at this time he did not He hadn't given much thought to his situation. "No, no, don't say it!" She cried out in panic, and quickly stretched out the right hand that was not pinched by him to cover his mouth. "My wife will definitely not agree. Then everything will be lost. Please don't talk about it. . . . I don't have that kind of life." "Don't be so afraid," he said, taking her hand from his mouth. . "Look, your face is full of tears, let me wipe it off for you." He took out a handkerchief and wiped her face carefully, but she did not refuse.While wiping, he smiled and said, "You women always have so many tears." The smile returned to her face, but it was also a sad smile.She said slowly: "I will not cry anymore. I have shed enough tears in your mansion. Now that you are here, I will never cry again." "It doesn't matter, we are very young now. When that time comes, I will tell my wife. I must have a way. I am definitely not lying to you." He comforted her gently, still holding her left hand. "I know your heart too," she said gratefully; afterward she said in a half-dreamy way with a gratified look: "I have often dreamed recently, and most of the time I dreamed of you. Once I dreamed that I was in the deep mountains Here, a group of jackals were chasing me, and they were about to catch up. Suddenly, a person ran out from the mountainside and beat back the jackals. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be you. You don’t know that I always regard you as my savior !" "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't know you believed me so much." His voice trembled, expressing his inner excitement. "How much you have suffered in our family, even I have not treated you well, I am really sorry for you. Mingfeng, you don't blame me." "How dare I blame you?" She shook her head and said with a smile. "I have only had three people in my life: one is my mother and the other is the eldest lady. She taught me to read and write, and taught me to understand many things. She often takes care of me. Both of them are dead. Now there is only you... ..." "Mingfeng, when I think of you, I always feel very ashamed. I live comfortably all day, but you suffer in my house," Juehui said excitedly. "It doesn't matter, I have endured here for seven years. Now life is much better, and I don't feel bitter.... As long as I think of you and see you, I can endure the great suffering. I often call you secretly in my heart I dare not shout out my name in front of people." "Mingfeng, it's really hard for you. At your age, you should go to school. As smart as you, you must be better than Miss Qin. ... If you were born in a rich family, or in Miss Qin's What a great position!" Juehui's voice was full of regret. "I don't want to be born into a rich family to be a young lady. I don't have such a blessing. I just beg you not to send me out. I would like to serve you in the mansion all my life, be your girl, and be by your side all the time. … You don't know how happy I am to see you. I feel at ease when you're around....You don't know how much I respect you!...Sometimes you're like the moon in the sky...I know I can't reach my hand of." "Don't say that, I'm just an ordinary person, just like you. I will definitely pick you up in the future—" His voice trembled, and he shed a few tears. "Third Young Master, please don't say that again," Mingfeng interrupted Juehui quickly. "Why do you always say what you can't answer? Wouldn't it be better for me to be your girl for the rest of my life? In this way, my wife won't be angry, and you won't offend others. I'm satisfied as long as I stay by your side for the rest of my life. I I'm a little scared, I'm afraid that if the dream is too good, it won't last long. Third Young Master, please don't think too much, don't think too well!" "Mingfeng, why do you think this way? If I let you be my girl forever, it would be bullying you. I will never do that! I must be worthy of you!" Juehui said with emotion and sincerity. "Don't make any noise," she suddenly grabbed his left arm and whispered, "Listen, there are people below." The two listened quietly.The sound came from below, and it was already very low here, mixed with the sound of spring water, they couldn't hear it clearly.But they knew that Juemin was singing down there. "Second Young Master has gone back," Juehui said and stood up, walked to the side and looked down.He saw gray in the light red of the Merlin below, and slowly saw a figure moving. "It really is him," he said to himself, then turned back and said to Mingfeng, "It really is the second young master." Mingfeng quickly stood up and said, "I'm going back. I've been here for so long. It's probably time for lunch." She reached out to get the plum blossoms, but Juehui had already got them in her hand and handed them to her. , telling her: "If your wife asks you why it takes you so long, you... just say that I called you to do something." "Okay, I'll go first, so as not to run into anyone else." She turned her head and smiled at him, then walked down. He followed her for a few steps, then stopped again.He saw her walking down the stone steps slowly, and suddenly she turned a corner and was covered by the stone wall.He no longer saw her back.He walked on it alone for a while.Her face occupied all his thoughts.He forgot himself and said in a low voice: "Mingfeng, you are so kind and pure. Only you..." He walked to the stone bench she was sitting on just now, sat down, put his elbows on the stone table, held Looking at the distance blankly, like a dream but not a dream, he murmured: "You are so pure, you are so pure..." After some time, he stood up suddenly, as if waking up from a dream, looked around hastily, and went down. The moonlight is very good tonight.Juehui didn't want to go to sleep. After the midnight knock, he was still wandering in the courtyard. "Third brother, why aren't you sleeping? It's cold in the courtyard!" Juemin came out of the room, saw Juehui still in the courtyard, and asked standing on the stone steps. "The moon is so beautiful, I can't bear to sleep," Juehui replied nonchalantly. Juemin walked down the stone steps.He shivered and said, "It's so cold!" He looked up at the moon. There was not a cloud in the sky.A full moon is sailing in this endless blue sea.Alone and cold, it casts its brilliance down.The ground and tiles were covered with a layer of silvery white.The night was very quiet. "What a moonlight! Look, it really is 'the moon is like a box'." Juemin praised, and he accompanied Juehui for a walk in the courtyard. "Qin is so smart!...so brave!...she is so kind!" Juemin couldn't help but praise, with a satisfied smile on his face. Juehui remained silent, his thoughts were occupied by another girl.He just followed in his brother's footsteps. "Do you like her? Do you love her?" Juemin suddenly grabbed his brother's right arm and asked. "Of course," Juehui replied bluntly, but he immediately corrected, "Are you talking about Sister Qin? ... I don't know either. I think you love her." "That's right," Juemin said, still grabbing Juehui's arm, "I love her. I think she will love me too. I don't know what to do? What about you? You say you love her too? " Juehui didn't look at his brother's face, but he felt that his brother's hand holding his right arm was trembling, and even his voice was unusual. He knew that his brother was very excited, so he gently patted the back of his hand with his left hand. After a few clicks, he said with a smile: "You should be brave. I hope you succeed....I love Sister Qin, as if she is my own sister. I prefer her to be my sister-in-law...." Juemin fell silent.He looked up at the moon for a while, then lowered his head and said to Juehui, "You are really my good brother!...Will you laugh at me?" "No, second brother, I'm not laughing at you," Juehui said sincerely. "I really sympathize with you..." At this point, he suddenly changed his tone and said, "Listen, what's that sound?" Some weeping came from nowhere, and the voice was very low, as if it was suppressed by something , but permeated the air, everywhere, and even permeated the entire moonlit night.These are not human voices, nor are they the wailing of insects and birds, they are much lighter and clearer than those.Sometimes a few times are higher-pitched, it seems to be a tactful wail directly from the depths of the heart, and then it slowly drops down, almost to nothing, like a breeze blowing, but people really feel that there is something Something vibrated in the air, stirring the air and filling it with sorrow. "What sound?" Juehui asked in surprise. "Brother is playing the flute. He has been playing it like this for the past few nights. I have heard it all these nights," Juemin explained. "What's on his mind? He wasn't like this before! The sound of the flute is so miserable!" Juehui's suspicion increased. "I don't know either. But I think he probably knows that Cousin Mei has returned to the provincial capital. I think so. He's been playing this sad tune for the past few nights... Do you think there is anything else besides 'love' ?I haven’t been able to sleep well these few nights because I heard the sound of the flute.…The sound of the elder brother’s flute seems to have brought me a warning, and even terror.…Now my situation with the piano is exactly the same as that of the old brother with the plum My cousin’s situation is similar. When I heard the sound of the flute, I couldn’t help but worry: I will follow the way of my elder brother in the future. I dare not think about it. Because if it really comes to that time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to live. I won’t be like my elder brother! " Juehui listened quietly to Juemin's words, and suddenly he noticed that his brother's voice had changed from calm and trembling to sad.He comforted Juemin with sympathy: "Second brother, don't worry, you will never follow the path of big brother, because the times are different." He looked up again at the sky.He looked at the bright moon that spread infinite brilliance.He felt as if an irresistible force had pushed a girl's face before him.He murmured to himself in a low voice: "You are so pure, only you are like this bright moon!"