Qian Tuo wrote this song of peace on paper while meditating in his mind. After writing the last word, she put down her brush and looked up into the yard.
This is a 19-year-old woman with fine features and a beautiful face. Her long hair falls to her waist like a waterfall, which makes her face delicate and feminine. She stood up and walked slowly to the porch. A white kimono embroidered with cherry blossoms. As the footsteps move, the crimson flowers bloom for the second time.
Time seems to be much slower in this mountain temple. Qian Wei inwardly sighed. Looking back at Osaka Castle today last year, the cherry blossoms were as bright as clouds, and the whole Osaka was submerged in the sea of flowers. Women wear kimonos of various colors, and Xiulai and warriors drink tea and dance swords under the flowers. What a spectacular sight it is.
Looking at several cherry trees in the temple, their petals are in full bloom, and they are generally shy and hesitant with anxiety. How long have you lived in Dong Qing Temple? Less than half a year? It's just that winter goes and spring comes, but it seems like several hot and cold summers.
A butterfly dives into a thousand views and dances lightly among the flowers, as if with worries, hesitating to find the right one. Qian Tuo couldn't help but reach out and hold it in its direction. The butterfly flew over like an induction and danced on her palm.
Qian Wei thought of the bar mitzvah at the age of sixteen. In fact, she has recalled every bit of that day countless times. For her, this is the most unforgettable and lingering memory in her married life.
A woman's rite of passage should be completed in the love and affection of her parents. I put on the kimono sewed by my mother and painted the most touching makeup. My father held a "sideburns" ceremony for himself and got the best wishes from my family.
But this is different. At her bar mitzvah, there was neither a father nor a mother.
It was her aunt and her husband Xiulai's mother who changed kimonos. It was her husband Xiulai who shaved her temples.
On that day, she was the most beautiful woman in Osaka, and the cherry blossoms in full bloom in the city were eclipsed in front of her. Cherry blossoms are spinning in the breeze. She hung down her eyelids shyly, and her black hair hung down like satin, making her skin as smooth as white jade. Sulai looks almost in a daze. Under her mother's repeated reminders, she just propped up her temple with one hand, picked up scissors with the other hand and cut the long hair at the temple to her ears. The eyebrows and eyes behind the "sideburns" are softer and more feminine.
Several cherry blossoms landed on Qianke's head and shoulders, attracting a butterfly to fly around her. Qian Ta raised his eyes and happened to meet Xiulai's eager and lingering eyes. She felt her cheeks burning, her heart beating faster, and she felt dizzy happiness.
This is really a pair of lovers envied by the world! However, who knows that Jane -Ku is still a virgin after so many years of marriage with Xiulai?
"Mom."
Hearing this delicate call, Qian Tuo woke up. She saw the maid kneeling on the ground, with four-year-old Tian Xiu standing by.
Chihiro is in a trance. She felt that Tianxiu was like herself when she was a child, calling her mother, Jiang.
Ah, mom, how many years have I been away from you? Twelve years, right?
That year, Qian was seven years old. Mother A Jiang knelt in front of grandpa and begged, "Dad, do you have to do this?" Chihiro is still so young, so let her leave us and get married in Osaka? "Grandfather's face is like a cold black rock, and silence is used instead of answer.
Who can change this fate? Who let Chihiro be born in the Tokugawa family? She is the eldest daughter of the second generation general of Tokugawa shogunate and the granddaughter of Tokugawa Ieyasu. At the moment when Shen Qian was born, she undertook the mission of family and promised to marry Toyotomi Hideyori, the son of Toyotomi Hideyoshi.
The soldiers mounted their horses and the wedding procession set off. Qian Tuo lifted the curtain. "Mom, mom." She saw her mother Jiang standing under a fallen cherry blossom, hiding her face and crying. Twelve years later, she only remembers the sad cherry blossoms, but her mother's appearance is vague.
Qian tuo went over and picked up Tian xiu. This poor child, who is the daughter of her husband Xiulai, is not her own flesh and blood.
Chihiro married Osaka at the age of seven, and her husband Xiulai was only eleven. Although she left home early, her mother-in-law is also her aunt, treating her as her own daughter and giving her maternal love like A Jiang. Calligraphy, as well as songs, are taught by my mother-in-law.
However, Qian Tuo still doesn't understand why her mother-in-law prevented herself and Xiulai from becoming real husband and wife.
How flamboyant Jianguo is! From the age of seven, she followed him and grew up together. From innocence to amorous feelings, she dreamed of Xiuxiu countless times, held herself in her arms and kissed her affectionately. But every time I wake up, only lonely Leng Yue looks at her quietly, and the moonlight is pitiful.
Xiulai, will you wake up in such a dream, envious and eager for me? Thousands of people are calling in their hearts.
Xiulai is the monarch of Osaka Castle, and Chihiro is his wife, but only in name. Xiulai obeyed her mother's arrangement and married a chamomile. In front of Qiankui, Ju is humble, cautious, and sometimes even a little timid, but no one understands that it is Qiankui, the real inferiority. Kikuji gave birth to a son, a daughter and two children for Xiulai, but Jane -Ku has never been able to have any skin contact with Xiulai.
Well, who's to blame? Osaka Castle and Edo Castle, Toyotomi Family and Tokugawa Family, their antagonistic relationship is becoming more and more sinister, and it has reached the point of being tense.
"Mom, butterfly, butterfly." Tianxiu held out her chubby little hand and pointed to the tall cherry tree.
Qian Wei looked there, and it was the butterfly just now. The half palm of the one-day show is big and tender pink, and the wings are outlined with purple symmetrical patterns, dancing lightly in the sun, just like a cherry blossom fluttering in the wind.
Tianxiu's eyes followed the butterfly attentively. Qian tuo held back his tears and let them flow slowly in his heart.
That day has finally arrived. Grandfather Tokugawa Ieyasu personally led an army to attack Osaka Castle with the intention of annihilating Toyotomi's family.
Osaka Castle is an indestructible castle carefully built by Xiulai's father Toyotomi Hideyoshi when he was alive. However, Shen Qian's grandfather and father were besieged by 200,000 troops, and the result was known.
Osaka Castle is in danger. Qian Tuo knelt in front of her mother-in-law: "Mom, please allow me to go out of the city and let me go to grandpa's camp to plead!" " "
"The Toyotomi family vowed to live and die with the city."
"Mom, let me fight for the children's hope of living."
Under the escort of the samurai, Shen Qian rushed to Konka and sadly begged her grandfather to give her husband and two children a chance to live. Konka's face is like a cold black rock, and silence replaces the answer.
At the moment when Osaka Castle fell, Tianshou Pavilion was ablaze, and Xiulai and his mother died with the city. Konka ordered Xiulai's family to be beheaded, including her youngest son. Waving a knife, rolling his head and splashing blood, Qian Qi grabbed Tian Xiu. "Grandpa's adult, please leave her alone, she is only four years old and doesn't understand anything. Qiantuo has no children of his own. Let her be my adopted daughter. Please. "
Konka wavered. This big granddaughter, after more than ten years, has grown from an innocent child who once laughed around her knees to a slim and beautiful woman. She should have cried with joy when we met today, but the cruelty of the war made her a sad person from generation to generation. How can she be so hard-hearted again and again? Shancheng Konka withdrew his hand. He thought for a moment, and issued a decree requiring Tian Xiu, the only surviving descendant of the Toyotomi family, to become a nun in Dong Qing Temple at the age of four.
"Mom, help me catch this butterfly." Tian Xiu whispered. Butterflies landed on the branches, close at hand, flapping their wings gently, as if sucking the fragrance of eight heavy cherry blossoms. Looking at Tianxiu, Qian Tuo saw that the child's facial features were somewhat like her mother's chrysanthemum, but her posture was exactly the same as Xiulai's. Oh, Su Laijun, you left me forever before we could say goodbye. Do you know I miss you day and night?
"Day show, you see how free this butterfly is. If you catch it, it will die. "
Tianxiu looked at Qian Wei with naive and childish eyes: "Just like my father, right?" And my brother, they're all dead. "
Thousands of hearts are torn into petals, like rain. Tianxiu, I hope you will never be ignorant and don't understand the sadness of this world.
The maid hunched her back and strode to the porch. She leaned over and told me that there was a messenger from the Tokugawa shogunate. Qian Wei frowned, but the day has come, and I am not free after all. She hugged Tian Xiu.
Half a month later, the chariots and horses that the shogunate greeted Miss Jie arrived at Dong Qing Temple.
The cherry blossoms in the temple are as bright as fog and clouds, and they almost lost their way down the mountain. Qian Tuo walked slowly outside the temple, his robe mopping the floor, making a rustling sound. A gust of wind comes, petals of rain fly, and thousands of hearts are infinitely sad and melancholy. Just after her husband's death, she was ordered to remarry, and married someone else with grief and yearning for Xiulai. Who can understand this feeling? As a Tokugawa woman, how can she control her own destiny? Just like this cherry blossom, the most beautiful thing is the moment when it blooms, and then it goes with the wind and withers sadly.
Qian Tuo stopped and knelt down facing the abbot of the temple. She put her hands on the ground, her forehead pressed on the back of her hand, and her body fell deeply. "Don't today, I don't know when I can see you again. Tianxiu will please you, please take care. "
Outside the temple gate, the warrior's horse snored loudly, breaking the silence in the mountains.
Time to go. Qian Ta took a deep look at Tian Xiu, looking for the shadow of Xiu Lai on her face for the last time. A butterfly flew over and landed on Qiankui's shoulder, flapping its wings gently, as if whispering. Is that you? Xiulaijun? If it were you, please forgive me. I can't help myself this time. Today I will be separated from you forever.
Butterflies dance for flowers, and flowers dance with the wind. The chariots and horses of Tokugawa shogunate went in and out, drifting away. ...