On this day, the sky was clear and the spring breeze was gentle.

A carriage was parked beside an official road outside Qianjing City.

The horse stood there, snorting in boredom.

A dark-skinned, wrinkled driver jumped off the carriage and prepared to pick some grass on the roadside for the horse.

He originally made a living in Qianjing City and generally did not send people out of the city.

But the scholar who stopped the carriage at the intersection of Chang'an Street in the early morning gave too much.

Even though the trip was to Longquan Mountain, a hundred miles away that was shrouded in fog all year round, towering into the clouds, and rumored to be inhabited by immortals, he agreed after a little hesitation.

When he thought that he could earn in one day what he used to earn in ten days, he couldn't help laughing again, and his dark face became even more wrinkled.

As for why they stopped here halfway, it was the scholar's request, asking him to wait by the roadside for half an hour.

Thinking of this, he looked at the scholar's departing figure again, with some longing in his eyes.

When I save some more money, I will send that bad boy at home to school. I can't let him fool around outside anymore. I heard that the new teacher in the school is a scholar with great knowledge.

…

Zhao Rong followed the route he remembered and walked deeper into the forest.

As he was about to go on a long journey, he planned to visit his mother's grave to sweep the tomb and pay his respects.

I don’t know when I will come back next time.

Today he was wearing a green Confucian robe, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, a sword on his wrist, and a vermilion lacquered wooden bookcase on his back. The bookcase was made of hollow lacquerware, and the material was not expensive, but it was delicate and elegant as a whole, light and strong, and the internal layout was ingenious and reasonable.

This outfit of "qin, sword, book box" is probably the equipment that scholars always carry with them when traveling around the world.

Oh, it seems like there's a guitar missing.

He actually had a guqin. After all, playing the guqin was one of the essential skills for a scholar, but he felt that he would not need it so he did not bring it with him.

Soon, he found his mother's grave in a bamboo forest.

Zhao Rong put down the book box and stood silently in front of the tombstone for a while.

After coming to this world, he has been trying to bring himself into the role and emotions of his original body.

If the original body is dead, then Zhao Rong must live well on his behalf and try his best to fulfill his ideals and expectations.

If the original body simply exchanged bodies with Zhao Rong and woke up on Earth, then Zhao Rong also hoped that he would treat everything he inherited well and take good care of his parents and relatives on Earth, and he would also cherish the "legacy" he left in this world.

In fact, Zhao Rong had a vague guess about his own rebirth.

The appearance and name of this body are exactly the same as my own in another world. Is it possible that I am actually the original body, but it is covered by the consciousness and memories of the previous life?

Zhao Rong felt that this possibility existed, but at this moment he felt that the possibility was very small, so he didn't think about it any more.

Zhao Rong was about to clear the weeds and add some soil to the grave, but he found that someone seemed to have already done it for him, and there were even a few incense sticks left in front of the grave.

All around was silent and the warm spring sun filtered through the bamboo leaves.

Zhao Rong remained silent.

He took out a small pot of wine from the book box, poured it down, and then bowed down in front of the tomb.

But as soon as he stood up, he suddenly felt as if a piece of burning charcoal was stuffed into his waist.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and looked for it.

The source turned out to be the ink-colored black bird jade poem pendant worn around the waist!

He reached out and picked up the jade token, and found that it was no longer emitting as much heat as before, but it was still as warm as a stove.

He knew that this piece of jade was extraordinary, but normally it would only become this warm after he had rubbed it for a long time. Why was it so abnormal today?

Suddenly, a small, inconspicuous fragment of memory flashed through Zhao Rong's mind.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately knelt on one knee and used both hands to dig up the flat soil next to the tombstone.

The next moment.

His hand, digging deep into the soil, touched something hard.

He pulled it out with force.

I saw a milky white Xuanniao jade token lying on the muddy hand!

Zhao Rong suddenly realized and put the ink-colored jade plate on his waist together with it.

There are two black birds on the front, the black jade one is on the left and the white jade one is on the right.

Connects perfectly in the middle.

On the other side there is a line of poetry, five characters in black jade and five characters in white jade.

How to express my feelings? Beautiful jade adorns the silk tassel.

At this moment, those forgotten fragments of memory deep in his mind began to emerge one after another.

In fact, Zhao Rong had not completely digested the memories of his original body before, because the process of inheriting memories is not a simple imprint in your mind, which will not think for you, but allows you to actively browse like a spectator, thinking and taking in the memories from your own perspective.

When he was first reborn, he only skimmed through the important memories that had left a deep impression on his original body, not to mention the vast amount of trivial memories and some special stories hidden in them.

Now, with this pair of jade plates as clues, Zhao Rong remembered.

I remembered all the stories about this pair of jade pendants!

This white black bird jade plate is the jade that Concubine Zhao Ling asked him for on the wedding night!

This pair of jade pendants was originally a token of love between his parents, and later his mother gave it to him and Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

The front of the jade is engraved with the Black Bird of Destiny. His mother once said that all the Zhaos in the world originated from an ancient and glorious family. The Black Bird of Destiny is the totem of this family, and all the Zhao descendants in different continents must not forget it!

As for the following poem.

"Beautiful jade decorated with tassels" means to decorate a jade pendant with tassels, and it also has another meaning...

Luoying is a colorful silk ribbon tied around the waist of ancient women when they got married. Tying the Luoying is called "jie xu", which is a synonym for getting married.

When an unmarried woman ties a silk tassel to a man's jade pendant, it is naturally an expression of her true love. Zhao Rong remembered that in "Dream of Red Mansions", Lin Daiyu once ties a tassel to Jia Baoyu's spiritual jade.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong glanced at the black bird jade token in his hand, which had already been tied with silk tassels by a woman...

His mother once told him and Concubine Zhao Lingfei a story about lovers giving each other beautiful jades to express their love.

She talked about the romantic tradition in her distant hometown, Dajin, that when a man and a woman get engaged, they exchange jade pendants and take care of the jade on behalf of each other. On the wedding night, the jade is returned to the original owner, and the couple is bound to be together for life.

I still remember the girl who liked to follow me around and called me Brother Rong'er all the time, and she listened very carefully.

Later, when he was engaged to Concubine Zhao Lingfei, his mother gave the two jade plaques to them respectively. Concubine Zhao Lingfei's was black jade, and he's was white jade.

However, he once hated the idea of ​​marrying into the wife's family and only wanted to leave, so he buried the white jade, which he thought belonged only to his mother, in front of her tomb, not wanting to keep the jade for Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

As for the black jade, he planned to take it directly back from Concubine Zhao Lingfei on the wedding night and leave nothing for her.

This was also the reason why he had taken the initiative to write a letter urging Concubine Zhao Lingfei to return home to get married.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong was silent.

Many images flashed through my mind in an instant: Mr. Fang's implicit admonition, Qian'er's tearful crying, the clumsy embroidery on the white wedding veil, the asymmetrical sleeves of the clean Confucian robe... In the end, the picture froze on the wedding night, a scene that was not very noticeable at the time - a pair of Qian'er's hands tightly holding the jade plate.

It turns out that he was the one who had been indifferent and betrayed in this relationship.

It turns out that in their relationship, she was the one who had always taken the initiative.

It turned out that his indifference was like a chasm that Zhao Lingfei could not cross.

No wonder Ye Gui said that her sword heart was broken.

…

You only send one message to Lingfei.

Concubine Ling couldn't wait to return with her wedding dress and jade token to marry Jun.

Not only was Ke Jun unwilling to raise even a piece of jade for Concubine Ling, he also wanted to snatch Concubine Ling's jade and left cruelly!

Can you see that someone is hurting you for every stitch of embroidery?

Can you see that there is someone waiting for you in the summer rain and autumn wind?