Chapter 1603

"Won't Mr. Xue believe me?" Lin Zhiran asked.

Xue Renfu closed his eyes slightly and stopped talking.

Although he is no longer the princess's house, he knows the form of the imperial court. Most of them want and use people from an. In particular, she has no children.

"You go, I'm tired." Xue Renfu said.

Lin Zhiran frowned without trace, depressed his anger, and took out a bulging purse from his sleeve.

"Mr. Xue, these are Zhiran's wishes. Please accept them." Lin Zhiran puts a large bag of silver beside Xue Renfu's pillow.

Although she didn't ask Xue Renfu anything today, she was close to Xue Renfu at some point. She gave coal in the snow. There will always be a day when Xue Renfu will let go.

After releasing the silver, Lin Zhiran hurried away with the autumn wind without waiting for Xue Renfu to say anything.

One is afraid of Xue Renfu's refusal, and the other is afraid of bumping into Xue Yi.

After Lin Zhiran left, Xue Renfu's expression gradually became painful, and a mist gradually filled his eyes.

"Congan..."

He got up from the bed, went to the desk, picked up the pen and ink, picked up the pen, but he didn't know what to write for a long time. As long as the ink fell on the paper drop by drop, it fainted and dyed, like a ripple in his heart.

Xue Yi came to make medicine for Xue Renfu on time every day, but Xue Renfu's disease did not improve, but there was a more and more serious trend.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

What Xue Yi hears most every day is Xue Renfu's cough.

"Yi'er, I want to write poetry. Help me up." Xue Renfu said as he lay on his bed.

"But, uncle, your body......" Xue Yi hesitated.

"I'm fine. Help me up." Xue Yi paused, nodded and went out.

Xue Yi helped Xue Renfu carefully step by step to the desk, sharpened his ink and picked up his pen.

With trembling hands, he wrote a poem on the paper. With each sentence, he felt a pain in his heart.

When a poem was finished, the whole man leaned on his chair and sweat came out of his forehead.

Xue Yi read one sentence after another, "uncle, your poem means that after parting, the painful acacia is as deep and boundless as the sea, making yourself suffer. The beautiful past is like a cloud in the sky, which is far away. If you want to hold this other moment, you have shed thousands of tears and can't stay far away

OK lover, let me break my heart.

I want to see my lover, but I can't meet him. I want to end this love, but I can't give up after all. If you and I have no fate in the previous life, then wait for the next life and get married again.

This is written by my uncle to the princess. " Xue Yi said.

But Xue Renfu closed his eyes and murmured. Xue Yi sighed, shook his head and said, "the flowers can be folded. Don't wait for empty branches without flowers. Uncle, this poem, or give it to me. In the past, every poem you wrote was spread all over the streets by the bookstore. Later, it was rarely produced in recent years,

Now if another good work comes out, it must be surrounded by people. "

Xue Renfu didn't say anything. Xue Yi finally took the poem away..

A few days later, a song suddenly spread in the streets of the capital. It is said that it is a poem written to Princess Anguo by Xue Renfu, the son-in-law of the former Princess Anguo's house.

The people in the capital haven't heard of the name Xue Renfu for a long time since Xue Renfu and Princess Anguo left.

For a long time, if it had not been for this poem for Princess Anguo, many people would have forgotten that there was such a famous talent in the capital.

Speaking of Xue Renfu, everyone knows that he writes good poetry. His poetry is catchy and profound. He is a rare talent. It is even difficult to find a second person comparable to him in the Zhou Dynasty.

Until this poem written for Princess Anguo was handed down, his talent's name was mentioned again, and this poem was also handed down by some literati by singing

……

Hengqin palace.

Lian Yueyue sat in the garden. In front of her, Le Yan played with Cheng Jun and WAN Jun. Lian Yueyue looked at them with soft eyes.

Qingdai came in from the outside, humming a tune unconsciously in her mouth. When she approached Lian Yueyue, she put the dessert from the kitchen on the table.

"Qingdai, what tune were you humming just now?" Even the moon heard this novel minor, it is rare to have some interest.

"Report back to the princess. It's a popular ballad in the streets. It's said to be adapted from a poem." Qingdai replied.

Even the moon nodded, "listening to the words you just hummed, it seems to be a poem about men and women."“ Yes, princess. It is said that this poem was written by the princess Xue's son-in-law in the princess's house of Anguo. The maid heard that the princess Xue's son-in-law is now terminally ill. She wrote such a poem on her bed, which seems to be confessing and expressing her heart to the princess of Anguo

What do you mean? " Qingdai told Lian Siyue what she heard outside.

After hearing this, Lian Xiangyue showed a meaningful expression on her face, lowered her eyes and said, "Xue Renfu is not worthy of any sympathy at all. Now everything is just his own fault."

"But now many people outside are saying that this Xue's son-in-law is very affectionate." Qingdai said“ Oh, affectionate? He has been with Aunt Huang for more than ten years. He hasn't even given her a piece of warmth. Now he is affectionate? This poem must have been his idea. Now he has no face to Aunt Huang, so he wrote such a poem

Song, I want to pass it into Aunt Huang's ears through the mouth of everyone, so that Aunt Huang can change her mind about him. "

Even Xiangyue didn't have a good impression of Xue Renfu. At this moment, Rao heard the news that he was terminally ill, but he couldn't afford to sympathize.

Qingdai seemed to know more than she knew, and said, "that slave will not hum this minor in the future."

……

Xue Renfu's poems spread from ten to a hundred. Even Ling Yue, who lives in the Changchun palace, heard Xue Renfu's poems written to Princess Anguo from the mouths of several palace maids.

Ling Yue sat in a chair with a warm hand in her hand. She was quite moved by today's Princess Anguo and Xue Renfu. From the time she was still the 11th princess, she knew that her adoptive mother liked Xue Renfu very much. She liked Xue Renfu so much that she not only gave him the status of supreme honor, but even tried her best to make the Xue family in the whole capital

, he jumped into the ranks of nobility.

Later, she heard that Xue's son-in-law didn't like his adoptive mother. He often saw things and thought of people in the princess's house in front of the portrait of his dead wife, and the adoptive mother saw everything in her eyes, but never said anything. Every fifteen, the adoptive mother sent people to sacrifice in front of Xue Renfu's dead wife's tomb. This is so emotional that the high and arrogant princess Anguo is so humble for a man.