Chapter 79: Is it difficult to turn around? Is it true that a dying man's words are good? ...
However, before Jiang Tong and the others left the village, news from outside the village came in.
It was time for the students to start their classes that day. Su Guanqing went into the house first, while Jiang Tong was filling the hot water bottle in the room.
After all, no matter how constant the temperature of Su Guanqing is, it cannot be used during the day. Jiang Tong can only put up with it and use the hot water bottle to keep warm.
When she came out of the room holding the hot water bottle, she saw Su Guanqing standing in front of the curtain of the main room, raising his hand as if he was about to lift the curtain, but he just stood there, motionless.
Jiang Tong walked over suspiciously and pulled his sleeve.
Su Guanqing turned around, his face showing a very interesting expression, mixed with dullness, surprise, and disbelief.
"Guan Qing? What's wrong?" Jiang Tong was so frightened that she almost thought he was suffering from hysteria.
At this moment, the voices of the students in the house reached her ears.
"You're just talking nonsense! How could the emperor admit his mistake?"
"I'd be lying to you if I did! The emperor really admitted his mistake! He even granted amnesty to the entire nation! Otherwise, how could my third uncle have come back if he were in jail?"
Jiang Tong suddenly lifted the curtain and walked in, asking the student, "What mistake did the emperor admit?"
The student was concentrating on chatting, but was startled when he saw Jiang Tong rushing in aggressively.
Master Su has always been gentle and has little control over these little naughty kids, but Teacher Jiang is different.
As long as she was there, no student in the room dared to gossip.
At this moment, the student saw Jiang Tong rushing in and thought he was caught red-handed. He was so scared that he immediately stood up and admitted his mistake.
"Teacher, I-I-I don't dare to say anything. I'll start reviewing now."
Jiang Tong held his shoulder and said, "Teacher, I don't mean to criticize you. Tell me, what's going on when the emperor admits his mistakes?"
After Jiang Tong's questioning, the situation soon became clear.
The so-called emperor admitting his mistakes refers to the Zhengtong Emperor issuing an edict of self-blame.
The content of the edict was naturally impossible for a child in a village who could barely read to repeat.
However, the general meaning has long been passed down orally -
Emperor Zhengtong admitted that he had killed his own brother in order to seize the throne.
Jiang Tong was suspicious. How could Emperor Zhengtong admit such a thing?
He claimed that the throne originally belonged to him, and it was only natural for him to take back what originally belonged to him. Therefore, for a time, he even forbade people to mention the word "seizing the gate".
How could such a person admit that he killed his own brother in order to seize the throne?
There must be something fishy about this!
Jiang Tong turned around and looked at Su Guanqing, who had followed in with the same excitement: "Ting Tong, we should go out and ask."
Su Guanqing nodded solemnly.
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Jiang Tong and Su Guanqing left the mountain with Uncle Wang.
The snow is melting on the mountain and the mountain road is very slippery.
Uncle Wang was still able to walk steadily, but Jiang Tong and Su Guanqing were annoyed.
The two people supported each other and moved forward with difficulty, slipping every three steps.
Suddenly, Jiang Tong lost her footing and fell backwards. Su Guanqing wanted to pull her back, but his fingers were too weak to stop her. In a split second, he steeled himself and fell backwards as well.
So when Jiang Tong fell down, her body was soft and she fell on Su Guanqing.
Jiang Tong was completely fine, so she hurriedly asked, "Ting Tong, how are you?"
Su Guanqing's condition was not good. He held his head with a look of pain on his face.
Uncle Wang heard the noise, turned around and asked, "Did you hit your head?"
Su Guanqing only felt that something was drilling into his brain. There were no images, only the sound of sentences.
"Guan Qing, I had nowhere to go. Jiang Ming wanted to sell me out, so I ran away."
——This is Jiang Tong’s voice.
"Tongtong, are you still running a fever? Take the medicine first."
——This is his own voice.
"Tongtong, don't worry, I won't let them take you away."
——It was still his own voice.
"I am willing to marry Jiang Tong... Yes, even if it means eighty strokes of the cane."
"Tongtong, it's okay, you're free... Me? I'm fine, look, I wasn't beaten to death, was I?"
"There's no need to call a doctor for me. I know my body well. Tongtong, take this money and go far away. Don't come back."
"I know... you don't really want to marry me, but... but when you say that, I... I'm very happy.
Tongtong, Brother Guanqing is incompetent and can no longer protect you. I only wish... I only wish that your future life will be peaceful and comfortable..."
Each sentence was like a sharp sword piercing into his mind. Su Guanqing was almost confused. Where did those voices come from?
Why does my heart hurt so much?
Finally, a picture appeared in his mind. He was standing on a high tomb, looking down from above. Those who came to mourn were all musicians from the music troupe.
Su Guanqing had no impression of any of their faces and could only tell who they were by their voices.
The graceful man standing at the front is Feng Fuliu, right?
Where is Tongtong?
Su Guanqing looked anxiously, but Jiang Tong was not in the mourning procession.
He couldn't leave there, so he kept waiting and waiting, until the nearby willow trees turned yellow and then green, and then green and then yellow, but he still didn't wait for his Tongtong.
After waiting for who knows how many years, a man in his forties appeared before him.
Although his appearance had changed a lot, Su Guanqing still recognized the person at a glance.
That was Tongtong, the Tongtong he longed for day and night!
But why is Tongtong dressed like this?
What has she been through these years? Is she doing well? Are there people around her who understand her?
Jiang Tong cleaned the grave that had been covered with weeds because no one had visited it for many years.
Su Guanqing just kept looking at her. His Tongtong, who used to be such an impatient person, now cleaned his grave meticulously and carefully.
Finally, Jiang Tong finished cleaning, sat down in front of his tombstone, poured a pot of wine, and began to talk in a murmuring manner.
Su Guanqing, lying on the snow, squinted his eyes. He tried his best but could hear nothing.
He could only see Jiang Tong's red eyes, and he could feel that Jiang Tong was extremely lonely at this moment.
The self in the graveyard should be able to hear it, right? Otherwise, how could he feel the pain in his heart being pierced by a knife?
Suddenly, he heard Tongtong's voice!
"Tingtong! Tingtong! How are you? Where does it hurt? Wake up!"
Su Guanqing suddenly opened his eyes, all the sounds and images suddenly dispersed, and only Jiang Tong's anxious face remained in front of him.
"Ting Tong! How are you?" Jiang Tong was overjoyed when she saw Su Guanqing open his eyes.
"I, I'm fine." Su Guanqing's mind was filled with the voices just now, and his chest was still filled with those complicated emotions. He was a little unable to recover.
"It's okay, it's okay," Uncle Wang breathed a sigh of relief. "If you can't do it again, I'll have to carry you down the mountain. Once you wake up, leave quickly. If you delay too long, you won't be able to come back in time for dark."
"Ting Tong, can you walk?" Jiang Tong looked at Su Guanqing with concern.
Su Guanqing forced the strange thoughts out of his mind and nodded at Jiang Tong: "It's okay, I can walk."
Jiang Tong helped him stand up and brushed off the snow and dirt on his body.
The two of them still supported each other and followed Uncle Wang down the mountain.
This time they came out with the task of buying pens, ink and paper for the students.
This small town at the foot of the mountain is also very small.
The shop that sells pens, ink, paper and inkstones is also the only framing shop in the town.
Uncle Wang was still saying at the door of the store that Jiang Tong and the others had visited: "I always buy the writing paper that Master Su needs here. The prices here are very reasonable!"
Su Guanqing forced a smile, but he didn't say anything, even though he was always gentle and polite to others.
It wasn't that he wanted to be rude, he was just too emotional to say anything.
When they reached the small town at the foot of the mountain, they learned an even more shocking piece of news—
Emperor Zhengtong unexpectedly passed away.
Just after he admitted to the world that he had killed his own brother!
Could it be that a dying man's words are good?
Did the Zhengtong Emperor suddenly find his conscience before his death, or did the Zhengtong Emperor know that he would meet his dead father and brother in the afterlife, so he finally admitted his mistake out of guilt?
Jiang Tong kept thinking about this matter in his mind. No matter how he thought about it, he felt it was incredible.
Just as she was frowning and thinking, she suddenly heard a crisp voice:
"teacher!"
“Master!”
Jiang Tong looked up in surprise and saw a petite figure rushing towards him like an arrow from behind the counter of the framing shop.
"Quesheng?" Jiang Tong was completely stunned.
The one who pounced on him was Zhao Quesheng.
Jiang Tong hugged Zhao Quesheng and waited for her to cry for a while before asking, "Quesheng, why are you here?"
"Since we separated from my master, we have settled here. I bought this shop with the silver in the carriage." Zhao Quesheng said.
The direction they escaped that day was actually agreed upon in advance. The route was arranged by A Qiao. It was not far from where Jiang Tong was hiding, which was normal.
Jiang Tong stroked Zhao Quesheng's cheek and suddenly found that the little girl had grown a lot taller.
"Not bad, you can start your own business now. Your teacher's teaching was not in vain." Jiang Tong's eyes flashed with relief.
Zhao Quesheng then led Jiang Tong and Su Guanqing into the inner room, where they met Zhong Wanci and Jiang Huaishan.
When they met, they cried again, and even Jiang Tong couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
When they finally got out, they said goodbye to Uncle Wang. Zhao Quesheng simply closed the shop and took her two teachers inside to talk about what had happened since they last met.
Zhao Quesheng told her about the news she had gathered. It turned out that when the Zhengtong Emperor issued the edict of repentance, he also replaced the crown prince. The new crown prince, who was now the new emperor, was Zhu Jiancheng.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Tong and Su Guanqing exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes. Jiang Tong asked, "Is there any news about Ah Qiao?"
"I haven't been able to contact Aunt Qiao, but I've heard news about her. Since the new emperor ascended the throne, he has issued an edict appointing Aunt Qiao as the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard."
Jiang Tong was even more surprised.
Zhao Quesheng continued, "I sent my apprentice to look for Aunt Qiao, but he couldn't get through to her. We can't get close to the Jinyiwei official residence, but my apprentice told me that even the Jinyiwei station is closed. Locals nearby also said that many bodies were carried out a while ago."
Jiang Tong and Su Guanqing looked at each other. Unbeknownst to them, countless bloody events had taken place in the court, leading to the current outcome.
"Also, I've inquired and learned that the arrest warrant against you has been withdrawn. Teacher, we can go home now!" Zhao Quesheng's voice was filled with uncontrollable joy.
Upon hearing this, Su Guanqing's eyes lit up: "Tongtong, we can go back now!"
Jiang Tong felt relieved, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Well, we can go back now."
Seeing that Jiang Tong wanted to go back and Zhao Quesheng was unwilling to stay in the town, she quickly sold the store again.
The person sent by Aqiao to pick them up arrived at this time.
After learning that the capital was indeed safe, Jiang Tong took his family and went to the capital together.
On the way, Jiang Tong and Su Guanqing were in the same carriage. She leaned in Su Guanqing's arms and looked up at him: "Guanqing, I can really go back."
"Yes, you can go back." Su Guanqing hugged her happily.
"My fiancé is the emperor now. Do you think I can become the queen?" Jiang Tong teased him deliberately.
Su Guanqing's smile froze on his face.
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