In the archives of the Supreme Court, there were records of all the serious cases that had occurred in the Yue Dynasty since the founding of the country. Opening the door to the storeroom and walking in, Tan Siwei pointed to the three rows on his right and said, "The records of more than 20 years are all here."
Ning Shu nodded. Just walking past the rows of record shelves, she seemed to smell the blood and tears that had been hidden in the records for many years.
There were tens of millions of people in the Yue Dynasty. Just the number of serious cases that occurred each year numbered in the hundreds. All of them were stored in the Supreme Court's enormous archives and cleaned up every 50 years. Fortunately, Xue Hongyi's record was still there, but it would be difficult to fish it out from the sea for a while. Ning Shu and Tan Siwei each stood at the head of the bookshelf and the other at the end. They had a few officials from the Supreme Court helping them.
In order to facilitate the search, the bookshelves were lit with candles, which were as warm and orange-red as the sunset outside. Tan Siwei piled the files he had read into a small mountain, and when he was done, he put them back into the bookshelves. After flipping through hundreds of books, he rubbed his tired eyes and looked to the side at Ning Shu's quiet and serious face not far away.
The flickering candlelight outlined the beautiful curve of Ning Shu's face. It was like the most beautiful ripple in the world, gently teasing his heart.
A wave of heat surged in his heart. He suddenly wanted to say something to her.
"My uncle was a famous scholar in Dingzhou," he said. "He pursued knowledge all his life. He traveled north and south, and was confident and at ease. After he met my aunt, he took her with him. The two of them traveled almost all over the nine provinces. They were both strange people in the eyes of the world. Even my grandfather was angry before he died, saying that my aunt had entrusted herself to the wrong person. "
Hearing him say this, Ning Shu looked to the side and gave him some of her attention. "But that's not the case in Shaoqing's eyes, is it?"
Tan Siwei's eyes flashed. He smiled and said, "Yes. The first time I saw my uncle was when I was four years old. He and my aunt walked all the way from the Northern Wasteland to here. It took them half a year to get here. When they arrived in the capital and knocked on the door of my house, his face was full of stubble. He didn't look like a scholar at all, but more like a peddler. The housekeeper confirmed it three times, and only dared to invite them into the house when his aunt took off her veil hat. When my grandfather saw him, he turned and left, leaving my father to sigh a few times to my aunt in order to make it easier for them to settle down. The first time I saw him, I felt like a stranger. I hid behind a stone pillar to look at him. When he saw me, he laughed and walked towards me. His two rough hands lifted me up into the sky.
Before that day, no one had ever told me what it was like outside of the capital. Outside of Great Yue, there were countless cities and countries, large and small. In addition to the wide, flat, and boring bluestone roads, there were also towering mountains that reached into the clouds and endless oceans. Moreover, no one has ever told me that not everyone has black eyes and black hair like us. There are countless kinds of people in the Nine Regions, and there are countless ways to live. The first time I heard it, I was stunned. "
Just by listening to Tan Siwei's description, Ning Shu also felt that he was a very wonderful person. She smiled and said, "No wonder Shaoqing later set his goal of traveling to the famous mountains and great rivers."
Tan Siwei rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "Yes, my father always thought that I was fascinated by the mountains and rivers. I didn't dare to tell him that when I was four years old, I was already fascinated. I looked at his face full of stubble, but his bright smile. I looked at my aunt, who used to be as delicate as a flower, because he had become a different person. Her face was no longer as white and smooth, but her smile was more beautiful than before. I thought to myself, if only I could become a person like her in the future. Regardless of whether he was a swordsman in a novel, a doctor in a book, or just a simple traveler, he would go and see all the interesting things in the world, every person born by the heavens, and even different places, every grain of sand had a different appearance. When I was twenty or thirty years old, I could meet a woman like my aunt and ask her to become my wife. Even if I didn't have an afterlife, it would be a great fortune. "
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