On the eleventh day after returning to Shuzhou City, and the sixth day after marrying Liang Qin, Wei Changtian finally set out again to do something that perhaps should have been done a long time ago.
He still didn't take too many people with him to Huailing. The only ones traveling with him were Yang Liushi and Du Chang, as well as Zhang San, who acted as the coachman.
As for the 10,000 Tengu troops he transferred back from Yangzhou...
Three days ago, the entire army had re-entered Shiwanda Mountain, and no one knew their movements since then.
"..."
"Changtian, you must come back safely."
"Brother Changtian, dad and I are here in Yangzhou, so don't worry."
"Yes, Changtian, if you need anything, just send me a message and I will immediately lead my troops to rescue you!"
"Bah, bah, bah! Dad! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Ah, this..."
"..."
At dusk in the cold weather, the maples are falling on the river, and the leaves are gone, and the feng shui is wavering.
By a small river outside Shuzhou City, several carriages were parked diagonally, and everyone was seeing Wei Changtian off.
Because Liang Zhen accidentally said the "wrong" thing, Liang Qin looked dissatisfied and immediately refuted it.
Liang Zhen didn't dare to talk back, and he hesitated for a while, which made him feel a little embarrassed, but it actually relieved the sad atmosphere of parting.
"Hahaha, Qin'er, it's ready."
After laughing twice, Wei Changtian patted the back of Liang Qin's hand and looked at Comrade Xiao Xu again.
Finally, his eyes fell on Lu Jingyao who seemed to be hesitant to speak at the back of the crowd.
He didn't say anything, he just looked at the latter and nodded slightly.
"Okay, it's getting late."
He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to the carriage.
Yang Liushi and Du Chang had already gotten into the sedan first, while Wei Changtian turned around and waved to everyone one last time.
"We're leaving, come back!"
"..."
The afterglow is brilliant and the river is calm.
As these words came out, the already relaxed atmosphere suddenly became depressing.
"Changtian..."
Comrade Xiao Xu shrugged his shoulders and turned around silently.
"Brother Changtian..."
Liang Qin waved his little hands, his eyes moist.
"Ms. sir..."
Lu Jingyao finally called out two words, but her voice was so low that only she could hear it.
The performance and personalities of the three women may be different, but the worry and reluctance in their hearts at this time are the same.
After all, although Wei Changtian said nothing, they could guess that what the former was going to do here must not be simple...
"Changtian, remember that Shu has hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses available at any time!"
Suddenly, Liang Zhen's shout brought the three women back to reality from their emotions of separation.
Since Liang Qin had just criticized him, Liang Zhen didn't speak so straightforwardly.
But the meaning is still the same.
Don't be brave when you encounter problems. Just say a word and I will immediately lead an army to support you!
"Haha, Uncle Liang, I understand."
After answering with a smile, Wei Changtian turned around and wanted to get in the car without any ink marks.
Zhang San opened the car curtain in time, and the setting sun shone brightly.
"clatter!"
With his feet on the crossbar at the bottom of the sedan, Wei Changtian suddenly paused.
He did not turn around, but turned his head and glanced at Chu Xianping, who was standing not far away.
And the latter was naturally looking at him.
The expressions of the two men were very calm, and the amplitude of their nods was almost imperceptible.
But they didn't say anything.
Or maybe it’s all said and done.
"Hula~"
The heavy car curtains fell, blocking everyone's sight.
As Zhang San raised his riding whip high and lowered it, the wheels rumbled, and the carriage drove slowly towards the north.
The sun was setting over the mountains, and the pale red glow actually added an unspeakable sense of tragedy to the scene.
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold. When a strong man leaves, he will never return?
Hmm... It may be inappropriate to use this sentence from "Yishui Song" written by Jing Ke to describe Wei Changtian's trip.
Although he was indeed going to kill the emperor, it probably wasn't to the point where he would "never come back".
But as said before, this time, Wei Changtian was not completely sure.
It's even possible that you really won't be able to come back...
Therefore, even if this time is not a case of "Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin", it can at least be regarded as "knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and heading to the tiger mountains".
Such a heroic act would undoubtedly be very appropriate if paired with a few heroic lines of poetry.
However, Wei Changtian, who was looking at the sunset outside the car window, did not have even a single "heroic word" to say. Instead, he hummed a tune that sounded a bit "soft".
"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road..."
"The grass is green and the sky is green..."
"The evening breeze blows the willow flute and the sound of the willow flute fades, and the sun sets outside the mountains..."
"..."
Listening to this tune they had never heard before, Yang Liushi and Du Chang looked at each other, their expressions both a little surprised and complicated.
Perhaps, they will never be able to understand Wei Changtian's mood at this time.
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...
In the time of Xu, it was in the south of Shuzhou City, Fuyanfang.
On the second floor of a certain teahouse, a young eunuch in plain clothes stood beside Ning Yuke, who was also wearing plain clothes, and whispered:
"Your Majesty, Mr. Wei has left."
"..."
"Um."
Nodding slightly, Ning Yuke silently looked out the window at the crowded and joyful people on the street, and poured a glass of wine by himself.
Perhaps Wei Changtian has forgotten this day and this teahouse.
But I will never forget it.
Last year on this day, with Ning Qingyu's deliberate arrangement, Wei Changtian and he came here to visit a temple fair.
The two solved twenty lantern riddles and got a wooden comb for it.
That day, I was drunk.
While drunk, he begged Wei Changtian to write a poem, and the latter...
"When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars..."
"A boat full of clear dreams fills the galaxy..."
Looking at the boat rippling on the river not far away, and listening to the gibberish of the drunkards on the boat, Ning Yuke repeated this poem over and over again, feeling as if everything was still the same as it was last year.
However, she is no longer the Princess Rou'an who wears a veil all day long, and Wei Changtian is no longer the Prime Minister-killing traitor who was sent to Shuzhou.
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Big teardrops fell gently on the window edge, then fell apart and disappeared.
The little eunuch beside him didn't know why Ning Yuke was crying and didn't dare to ask. He had to lower his head timidly and pretend not to see it.
Until an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"go out."
"Ah! Yes, yes, Your Majesty..."
As if he had been granted amnesty, the little eunuch hurriedly walked out of the room.
After he left, Ning Yuke no longer had any dignity as a queen, and tears instantly poured out of her eyes uncontrollably.
While crying, she took out a wooden box from her sleeve, and then took out a wooden comb wrapped in layers.
"Sir, if I can survive, will you marry me?"
"Let's wait until you survive."
"..."
This is a conversation between the two a year ago.
At that time, Wei Changtian only thought it was Ning Yuke's drunken nonsense, so his answer was perfunctory.
As everyone knows, the latter actually remembers it very clearly.
But even though she remembered it, Ning Yuke never asked Wei Changtian for the answer to this question.
Because she was afraid that Wei Changtian would reject her again.
So, this is pretty good now.
As long as I can see Wei Changtian from time to time and help him do something, it will be really good...
The wine enters the throat, and the dark fragrance fills the sleeves.
Ning Yuke drank cup after cup, and after an unknown amount of time, the current empress of Shu fell drunk again.
The riverside is brightly lit and the water is calm, reflecting the countless lanterns on the shore.
The sky and water are indistinguishable, blending into one in this vast night.
"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth..."
"Half acquaintances are scattered..."
"A pot of turbid wine will extinguish all the joy. Don't sleep in the cold tonight."