Chapter 8 Looking for memories of previous lives

Yuan Ge and Song Ci rushed to the hospital together when they heard the news.Consoling the patients did not forget to quarrel, and they fought again in a few words. It just so happened that Xiao Li was also there. Seeing the two beauties, he hurriedly avoided them under the pretext of buying fruit. I didn't have the strength to be a peacemaker for the two of them anymore, so I said weakly: "Take my life while I'm sick, can you change the place to have tea?" The two of them also felt that it was too much, and finally calmed down, opened the materials they brought and said: "This is the book you borrowed from the university last time, it is very valuable for reference. Look, this chapter is about the scale of the wedding of Gege in the Qing Palace. .”

Those books were lent to me by Zhang Chu. That afternoon, he told me that he was married and let me know that Zhang Chu was Zhang Guoli. I tried my best to resist the desire to vomit, and forced myself to read along the marked lines of Song Ci. It turns out that the "nine-nine ceremony" was required for marrying Gege in the Qing Palace, and the number of gifts hired by the extra line must imply "nine" or a multiple of "nine", because "nine" means dryness, yang to strength, and symbolizes the royal supreme. .For example, nine pairs of horses, eighteen saddles, eighty-one sheep, ninety tables of banquets, etc., were managed by the Shangsi Academy, the Armed Forces Academy, and the House of Internal Affairs.

The emperor's reward for marrying a daughter is even more exaggerated. After reading the dowry list, it makes people understand why the ancients said that daughters are losers. Usually, the reward for the headgear alone includes one ruby ​​towards the top of the hat, ten second-class oriental beads embedded; one golden diary bird, nineteen small pearls inlaid with it, one gold-inlaid qingjin peach blossom holder, one hundred and eighty-eight colored pearls; one golden Buddha in front of the cap, There are two gold flowers on the back of the hat; a gold-inlaid coral headband, a gold-inlaid lapis lazuli ring, a gold-inlaid coral circle, two goose-yellow braids with coral pendant horns, and a pair of double-orthodox bead pendants...

"How exaggerated!" Yuan Ge sighed: "This is just a headgear. If you add court beads, cosmetics, fur clothing, and furniture decorations, darling, how much does it cost in RMB? Her wedding expenses can cost the entire village peasants Eat it for a lifetime, oh no, at least the whole county will eat it for two lifetimes." Song Ci let out a soft "hum" with disdain on his face. Although he didn't speak, the expression of "people are born with distinctions of high and low" was already evident. I was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so I was about to say something else, when Xiao Li came back, warmly greeted everyone to eat fruit, and picked up a pear and asked me: "Do you want to eat fruit? I will help you peel it."

Yuan Ge sighed: "With such a good young man by your side, you should laugh out loud in your dreams. Tang Shi, I don't understand why you are still sick?" She has always been best at giving people high hats, but this time it was a bit messy, and I was embarrassed. Fortunately, Xiao Li quickly laughed at himself and said: "Good young people are always used to learn from Lei Feng, so they should be born. In the ward." Yuan Ge whispered as if he had discovered a new continent: "So you are not only kind, but also very humorous." Xiao Li blushed, the pear was finished, he had already forgotten his original intention, and handed it to Yuan Ge in a daze.

Yuan Ge smiled coquettishly: "I'm not a patient, how can I ask you to take care of me?" Song Ci laughed with a "chi".Xiao Li felt that he had lost his composure, and blushed even more. He flipped through the materials Yuan Ge brought, and because he saw a novel, he asked casually, "What kind of story is this about?" "The new work "City of Sentiment" by the female writer Ye Xixi." Yuan Ge replied, "Rewrite "The Peacock Flies to the Southeast." "Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi? Is it an ancient story?" "No, it's a modern story. It is said that after Jiao Zhongqing divorced his wife, Liu Lanzhi was forced to marry by her brother and sister-in-law. As a last resort, she threw herself into the water. When Jiao Zhongqing heard the news, she also hanged herself in the garden tree. After death, the souls of the two were reincarnated. Reunited in this world with half a peacock jade pendant..."

Shensi suddenly flew out uncontrollably. Jade?Jade again?In ancient and modern storybook novels, it seems that there is often a piece of jewelry as a keepsake for any story about the past and present life, allowing the two people to recognize each other after a lifetime.I think of the jade dragon pendant in Song Ci, is it the same?But what kind of story does it tell? I looked at Song Ci, she instinctively touched the jade dragon pendant on her chest through her clothes, and she was also looking at me. Our thoughts were connected in an instant, and we were thoughtful for a while... After I was discharged from the hospital, I started running to the hospital every day. Watch the rehearsal of the show.Every time, Yuan Ge and Song Ci are angry, almost without exception.

"The chasing light should be used in rotation with the headlight, otherwise what amazing effect will there be?" "Miss, this is a jade jewelry exhibition, not a dance performance. The most important effect is that selling jade jewelry is not a performance of dance beauty!" "You have to sell it beautifully, if you want to sell it beautifully, otherwise you can just practice stalls, and why do you want to have a jade jewelry show?" "According to you, if you want to pursue beauty, you can just watch the ballet performance directly. What do you come to the exhibition for? Do you have the purpose of being beautiful?"

The two insist on their own opinions and refuse to give in to each other, and the worst thing is that you can't say that they are unreasonable.Just plain straight-forward.What does it mean to meet your opponent at chess, evenly matched, that's it. Refracted by the perception during the day, there is no peace at night, and I dream of two people arguing at night. Probably because of studying the princess’s marriage for a long time, in the dream, Song Ci put on the costume of Gege, with a phoenix crown and Xiapei, and jewels, while Yuan Ge was dressed as a court lady, tied up with chains.

The Yuange with chains is twisted and twisted, with a kind of heart-pounding poignancy.Song Ci Gege pointed to a small jadeite cup and ordered her: "This is for you, drink it!" Yuan Ge raised his head, his eyes were stubborn and hatred, full of unwillingness, he stared at the glass of wine with hatred. The red wine in the glass was like blood, for some reason, in the dream, I knew it was poisonous dove, and I woke up with a start, with cold sweat dripping down my back. Goodbye to Song Ci, I couldn't help but feel hideous, and I heard her gloat about Yuan Ge's embarrassment being entangled by Qin Guitian in the morning. The harshness made me feel deeply pierced, and I couldn't help saying to her coldly: "Yuan Ge is not a relative of the emperor. Being bullied everywhere is miserable enough, if you don't help, it's fine, why bother to add insult to injury?"

Song Ci's face froze, very displeased: "Just because I came from a good background and she came from a bad background, you took her side. Could it be that I'm a beggar and you're happy?" I was stunned for a moment, the words sounded unfamiliar to my ears, vaguely as if there was a small voice in my heart shouting to me: "You sympathize with her only because she is a maid and I am Gege, don't you think I let her manipulate you so that you are happy? " I made up my mind, the voice was gone. who?Who is Princess and who is the maid?I laughed dumbfounded, isn't this a daydream?After this illness, I seem to be more prone to dreaming, and the distinction between dreams and reality is becoming more and more indistinguishable. The models were walking around in casual clothes, queuing up, splitting up and joining together, making a lot of noise, making the noise even more confusing. Song Ci handed me a piece of paper: "This is my homework, but I can't find so many costumes at once, so I have to deal with the rehearsal first. "Do you see anything to add?" On the paper are the clothing standards of the people of various dynasties on the background picture. Of course, jade is the main one, including jade wrench fingers, jade bracelets, jade tops, jade bi, jade pendants, jade rings, jade phoenixes, jade corals, etc. It dazzled me. Eager to make up for the poor attitude just now, I gave a big compliment: "Well done, I have no complaints." While talking, the Yingying Yanyans on the stage have changed their costumes, and their costumes have different hair styles: cheongsam, court skirt, one bell, pleated skirt, horse face skirt, fish scale skirt, phoenix tail skirt, Hongxi skirt, Jade skirt, Yuehua skirt, ink flower skirt, Gebu skirt; loose temples, flat bun, Yuanbao head, round head, spiral bun, throwing bun, baba head, lotus head, grasping bun, wishful head, shelf head... all Teams line by line, full of flowers and swaying. I couldn't help being stupefied, and read softly: "The dream of spring must be broken in the world, but it's so strange that the fate of the dream can be short? The Qinzheng in the embroidered house, the begonia in the embroidered house, the banquet in the middle of the night. The dancing and singing are quiet, the flowers are not diminished, and the beauty is first. Change. Standing on the river bridge for a long time, wanting to go, the setting sun is full of tears." ""Three Shumei"." Song Ci said. "what?" "I said that what you read just now was Wu Wenying's "Three Beauties of Love." "A word?" "Yes, a word, your favorite before." "I previously?" Song Ci also woke up: "I was wrong. I have never heard you read the poem before. But I have a feeling, as if I heard you read this poem. It must be another friend, I can't remember." I froze.I know she is right. She said that I read it, so I must have read it, because I also have this feeling. It turns out that she, like me, has some past events that I can’t remember, about the two of us. .what is itWhat exactly is it? Could it be that both of them are suffering from amnesia? Song Ci added: "By the way, for this auction, our company specially plans to hold a reception on the weekend to wish it a success. Come together?" "I'm afraid of meeting people." "I'm afraid too, but this is work, and you are the protagonist." "Okay, I will definitely go when I have time." At the reception, I finally met He Jingzhi, chairman of Dynasty, and Qin Guitian, the famous satyr manager. To be honest, both of them gave me a very bad impression. He is an overly cautious person. When shaking hands with people, he will loosen them easily, with a nervous attitude and overly polite, not as chic and natural as the two female managers under him; You don't need to talk if you are obsessed with sex, just being looked at by him already makes people feel violated. Throughout the night, apart from saying "Jiu Yang" when we met, I never spoke a word to the two of them, and when the crowd saw them approaching, they moved far away. Between the fragrant clothes and the shadows on the temples, I suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Ci and Yuan Ge, two enemies on a narrow road, and somehow they were fighting again. They were far away and couldn't hear what they were arguing about, but their faces were red and their ears were red, and it was clear that their swords were on the verge of breaking out. I hurriedly squeezed over and just stood still when I saw Yuan Ge suddenly pouring the wine in the glass on Song Ci, Song Ci dodged backwards and almost fell, I hurriedly supported them, both of them were splashed red like blood ! I accused Yuan Ge: "You are too much!" Yuan Ge didn't say a word, she threw down the wine glass and walked away. I saw her face was full of anger, fearing that something might happen, I hurriedly chased her out.I met the security guard Ah Qing at the door, and I stopped him: "Did you see Miss Yuan?" Ah Qing pointed in the direction: "She got into a taxi and left." I looked over and saw that Beijing was full of traffic and tall buildings at night, but where should I go after it? At this moment, Song Ci came out, saw me, and said coldly: "Now you see, it's not that I refused to let her, it's that she bullied me too much!" I looked at her, and felt the red wine on her skirt smeared, smeared, filled the entire time and space, overwhelming, thrilling. Suddenly, I remembered the cup of dove poison in my dream. Song Ci was surprised: "Tang Shi, what's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly. Is it because you are still sick?" I grabbed her hand: "Song Ci, can you promise me that you won't fight with Yuan Ge again!" Yuan Ci was displeased: "You still help her?" "I'm not helping her. I just think that if we continue to fight like this, something will happen. Song Ci, I have a feeling that the grievances between the three of us are destined. We have known each other for several lifetimes and fought for several lifetimes." Come on, Song Ci, stop fighting, okay?" Song Ci suddenly showed tiredness on his face: "Do you think I want to fight with her? It's really a person in the world, I can't help myself. You don't know, although I took the position of manager of the production department because of my father, but so For many years, I have been conscientious and conscientious. I am afraid that people will say that I am a princeling, and I have worked at least three times more than others. However, I have not been promoted for so many years. Because people can't see my dedication and still think that I am a crony manager The guy surnamed Qin should have gotten the hell out of here long ago, but he was dominating his position and stepping on me everywhere. Yuan Ge obviously hated him, but when it was his turn to fight for the position, he still came to taunt me and get along with him instead. , Just now there was a quarrel with a few words, and she threw wine all over her body." It turned out to be like this.I was silent, I really didn't want to care about the rights and wrongs of the two of them.They are born from the same root, so why rush each other?But how can I explain this to them? Song Ci asked: "Are you going back to the reception?" "And you?" She raised her head to look at the sky, and answered irrelevantly: "It's going to rain." Neither of us went back to the reception, and we drove away in our cars. The night wind was as cold as autumn, and I felt sad and lonely and helpless indescribably. What kind of grievances and grievances do Song Ci, Yuan Ge, and I have to be so entangled?When I came to Beijing this time, what kind of arrangement did I obey?Why do I always have an ominous premonition that something will happen?And at this moment of confusion, how much do I need Zhang Chu’s support and guidance? Thinking of Zhang Chu, I suddenly understood the reason for the uneasiness and loneliness I felt all night. It was because after seeing Zhang Chu, all the men were no longer in my sight, and all the men were obnoxious in appearance. , will always be alone. At this time, the raindrops had already fallen, I started the windshield wipers, and stretched out my hand to wipe the rear view mirror on the left side of the front of the car. Moaning in the arms of a man wearing a crown who turned his back to me: "My lord, I am content with your tears. I don't blame you, really, I don't blame you." I don't know if it was me or the man in the mirror who wiped his tears away. Suddenly, Song Ci straightened up, his eyes were about to burst, and he hissed, "But, I hate her, and I will seek revenge from her in my next life!" I knew it was a hallucination, but my mind was buzzing and confused.He shook his hair vigorously, and at the same time turned his eyes to the rear mirror on the right, but saw a different scene in the mirror: this time it was Yuan Ge, also covered in blood, with a long sword thrown beside him, holding the same The man's hand was crying: "My lord, I was the one who harmed you, and I apologized myself. Don't blame me anymore." I was so sad, I felt that I became one with the man in the mirror, and blurted out: "I don't blame you, I forgive you, don't die!" Yuan Ge gritted his teeth, held my hand and swore: "But I won't die, she forced me to do this, she made me like this, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let her go!" My heart was pierced, and I reached out to pull Yuange: "Don't!" The car had hit the roadside tree with a "bang", and I woke up suddenly, and looked at the rear-view mirrors on both sides, smooth and bright, as usual . What is bumping into evil?That's about it.I sighed and got out of the car, feeling dizzy, but fortunately the car just smashed the headlight and nothing serious happened. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and I stood in the rain, neither daring to get in the car, nor knowing how to avoid it, letting the rain soak me to the bone and trickle down the horns of my hair. Lightning pierced the night sky, entangled and twisted, indescribably weird and desolate, I raised my head to the sky, and I didn't know who to ask for an answer: God, why did I meet Zhang Chu?Why did Song Ci and Yuan Ge get together?What exactly should I do?Let the lightning strike me, let me forget all my troubles and love, let me never see Zhang Chu! The rain became heavier, covering the whole world in a vast ocean.All of a sudden, the strength that had held me up all night was completely gone, and I knelt in the rain, unable to bear the grief in my heart any longer, and wept loudly.