Chapter 367: A Hand of Chess in the Mountains, Thirty Years in the World(1/2)
"Let's go."
Xiong Bingbing's side.
A beautiful woman appeared, patted Xiong Bingbing's shoulder and sighed.
Xiong Bingbing immediately lay down on the beautiful woman and started crying: "Aunt, it's been ten years. I've been with him for ten years. Who is he looking for?"
Xiong BeiJi saw this,
He sighed helplessly: "Some people are destined to be unable to be retained. They have their own path to walk, and their path is destined to have no chance with us."
A long time ago.
She also asked him.
"Can you not go?" On the top of the ice peak, the man looked into the distance.
"Do you know that if you go, you won't be able to come back?"
"You know you are going to die, why do you still go??"
No matter how she tries to keep him.
finally.
What was left to her was just a figure.
Even if I know it's death,
Didn't stop either.
"aunt."
"Do you think he can find the person he is looking for in this life?"
"But, he doesn't even know who he is looking for, so how can he find him?"
ten years.
Bai Qi didn't even know who he was looking for, but he was still looking.
Xiong BeiJi: "Maybe one day, he will know."
"Perhaps, in this life, he is destined to walk on the road of searching. In short, that person is very important to him."
"Or maybe it's important that even time can't erase."
.......
Another ten years passed.
Jiangnan.
Xiaoxue came again, as before, talking to Shen Fen about things in the world.
This day.
Shen Fen came to Jiangnan Huajia.
Attend a funeral.
Hua Man Lou is dead.
A friend of more than 20 years passed away just like that, quietly.
After saying goodbye.
When Shen Fen returned home, Qingqing had already prepared the meal.
"came back?"
Shen Fen: "Yeah."
At this time, Shen Fen had a head full of white hair.
I can't even see any black.
Fire Emperor Bird and Shuxiang were just like twenty years ago, one was following Shen Fen and the other was lying on Shen Fen's shoulder.
"Let's eat."
Four bowls is quick.
To be precise, only three sets of bowls are faster than one bowl.
The Fire King Bird flew down from Shen Fen's shoulder and came to the small bowl that belonged to it. Shuxiang also sat down, three people and one bird, and the family slowly ate their daily meals.
"Some news came from the palace today."
"Said His Majesty is coming."
after eating.
Qingwu sat next to Shen Fen and said slowly.
When Shen Fen heard this, he smiled, and there were wrinkles around his eyes.
"I thought His Majesty had forgotten me."
Qing Qing rolled his eyes at him and said, "How could it be? His Majesty has always remembered you. Every year during the Chinese New Year, the palace will send something. Obviously, His Majesty still remembers you."
"However, it seems that there are no beggars here."
"People's lives are much better than they were 20 years ago. We haven't heard of any disasters for a long time."
"Your Majesty governs the world very well."
Three months later.
Shen Fen's home.
A middle-aged man, with a noble look on his brows and a stern look in his eyes. Even though he is middle-aged, his sharpness is no weaker than that of a young man.
"You shouldn't be like this in my memory."
The middle-aged man looked at Shen Fen.
Somewhat low.
Shen Fen smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more obvious.
"What does that look like?"
The middle-aged man said: "You should be as sharp as the Xuanyuan sword."
"I'm worried about you now."
"Otherwise, go back to Wudu."
Shen Fen shook his head.
"No, I've made a lot of friends here over the years. I usually drop by and listen to music, that's enough."
"You did a great job."
"Better than what your father did."
"The people's lives are very good. There are no wars or famines. They have plenty of food and clothing. The world is stable. He is a holy king."
middle-aged man.
It is the current Emperor Wu, or in other words, the people all over the world call him the Holy Emperor Wu.
Emperor Shengwu said: "Then I will ask the palace to send you some elixirs."
Emperor Shengwu stood up.
He walked to Shen Fen, squatted down slowly, looked at Shen Fen's white hair, and leaned against Shen Fen: "When I was young, when my mother scolded me, you helped me like this.
Block it."
"Now, my mother has never scolded me again."
Shen Fen smiled and said, "That means you didn't do anything wrong. Isn't that great?"
Emperor Shengwu: "But now my mother is old."
"Sometimes, she also misses you. She said that if it weren't for you, she might have been gone long ago."
"I didn't expect that the last battle would be with my childhood playmate."
"Time flies so fast!"
yard,
very quiet.
The sun was shining, Shen Fen was lying on the chair, and Emperor Shengwu was leaning on it. On the other side, Qingqing and Shuxiang were taking care of some flowers in the yard, and the Fire Emperor bird kept flying around on the flowers...
...
Five days later.
Emperor Shengwu left.
To be continued...