Chapter 1949 I still remember that year, on the stone mountain
Xu Ling was silent for a moment. Lechang's solemnity prevented him from neglecting it. He wanted to stand up and salute, but found that he had no strength to stand up at all, so he could only shake his head bitterly.
He was really about to reach the end of his life. Xu Ling could feel it himself without anyone having to tell him.
Lechang stepped forward and said, "How Duke Xiaomu looks today is so distressing."
Xu Ling forced a smile, and his voice was very hoarse: "I have seen all the changes in my life, and it is worth it. It is a pity that I have not seen peace in the world."
Lechang said hurriedly: "Why did Duke Xiaomu say this? Of course Duke Xiaomu can see when His Majesty rules the world."
But after he said the words, Lechang realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.
Xu Ling stretched out his hand and nodded Lechang from a distance, as if he wanted to say that a little girl like you is already in such a position, but you still make such a low-level mistake.
However, he had no intention of giving Lechang another "class" and said directly: "I didn't expect that I really wouldn't live until that time. That's right, I'm asking for too much. After all, I've gone all the way in these years.
, I’ve seen too much smoke and cloud, I’ve seen enough, I’ve seen enough—”
Slowly closing his eyes, Xu Ling murmured: "This life is long enough. Lechang?"
Lechang took a step forward: "Mr. Xiaomu, I'm here."
Just like many years ago, she was studying here in Xu Ling.
Lechang's voice was very low, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.
To her, Chen Xu was a strict father who, although he loved her dearly, was strict in order to maintain the majesty of the king and kept his emotions secret. Xu Ling, on the other hand, taught her earnestly, which seemed to make up for his early years.
The mother who passed away was in the same position.
Xu Ling said lightly: "Do you know what is the most unforgettable thing in my life?"
Lechang shook his head.
Xu Ling raised his head slightly and watched the wind blowing the curtains. On the milky white curtains, the past seemed to be vividly visible.
"The most unforgettable thing was the shocking sight of the young man in white on Stone Mountain." Xu Ling laughed, "Although I felt that something might be changing at the time, I never thought at that time that everything would actually change.
Even I can’t believe the changes, the changes are beyond recognition.”
Perhaps because he talked a little too much, Xu Ling couldn't help but cough.
Lechang wanted to step forward to help him, but he stretched out his hand to stop Lechang. At this time, his face was flushed and his voice was trembling:
"In the first half of my life, I wrote and wrote, and in my middle age, I went to court, but it was just what ordinary people did. Only in the second half of my life, I taught and educated people, spread our Chinese culture, and Chinese clothes, which made me proud all my life. The beginning of all this
, all on that stone mountain, all behind that young man standing proudly."
Lechang was stunned for a moment.
I still remember that on Stone Mountain, the young Li Xunchen was in high spirits.
Even I was attracted by his grace at that time and lost my mind for a moment.
But who would have thought that this young man would rise up through the ranks with his illustrious military exploits after becoming famous in Stone Mountain, and would reach where he is today. He created an era, and he can also be called a "legend".
I was indeed lucky to be able to see that scene with my own eyes.
But even more fortunately, I finally grasped it and did not miss this beloved person.
Xu Ling smiled, and no one knew how much effort he put into making the smile come out: "I am just a handful of loess after death. Who knows? I only hope that my Chinese bloodline can be civilized from generation to generation.
According to legend, like the great river, which flows endlessly, even if there are twists and turns, it still continues to thrive, so I can rest in peace!"
"Mr. Xiaomu!" Lechang's voice was filled with tears.
The strong Empress of Han Dynasty couldn't help crying when she saw this scene in front of her.
"My mother's love is over, so don't cry anymore. It's embarrassing." Xu Ling reluctantly held on to the railing beside the bed. It seemed that if he didn't hold on, his whole body would fall directly into the bed and he would never be able to sit up again.
"Your Majesty is the one who wants to do great things. He is in front, and you have to protect the country behind him. You have to protect it for our nation!"
Lechang did not speak this time, but solemnly prostrated himself on the ground and saluted Xu Ling.
At this time, she was no longer the empress of the Han Dynasty, but a student facing her mentor. The mentor had reached the end of his life, but even so, he still did not forget the country and the country. Based on this, he deserved to be his
Pay homage with great ceremony.
Xu Ling waved his hand, signaling not to disturb him anymore.
Lechang stood up and left.
And Xu Ling murmured: "Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. After this life, whether it is like Mount Tai holding down the earth, or like a feather flying in the sky, but if you can see the rise of China, then this life
No more regrets.”
At this time Lechang had already withdrawn.
Mrs. Xiao, who followed her in, covered her face and cried, and was speechless for a long time.
Sun Simiao came over, but Lechang didn't call him directly, which meant that Xu Ling was probably not dead yet.
"Respect Duke Xiaomu's wishes. If he wants to be treated, he can be treated. If he doesn't want to be affected again, just forget it." Lechang said in a low voice, "But when someone asks, just say it is my will."
Sun Simiao was silent for a moment, then solemnly handed over his hands: "I obey the order."
Lechang walked forward, and the Xu family's study was right next to him.
She gently stretched out her hand and pushed it away.
The various ancient books on the bookshelf are much less than what I remembered. Many of them were donated by Xu Ling to major academies. Now they have been replaced with new printed volumes, and the layout is compact, especially those old bamboo slips that take up far less space.
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The size of the books is much smaller, so of course I can’t use such a big bookshelf.
Although Xu Ling is not at home often, you can still see that this place is often cleaned and kept spotless. Just like when Lechang was reading here.
On the wall on one side of the bookshelf, Li Xinchen's "The Story of Love and Lotus" hung. Xu Ling admired this article very much, so when he celebrated his last birthday, Lechang personally begged Li Xinchen to write it again. Compared with her own
The one hanging in the study has a more honest and simple style of writing and lacks a lot of sharpness, but it still has the unique crispness of Li Xingchen's handwriting.
Thinking of the time when he met Li Xingchen here again, Lechang felt a touch of warmth in his heart and a smile appeared on his lips.
Time flies, so many years have passed by. He is no longer a handsome young man, and he is no longer a young girl. The elders who once protected them with their wings can no longer protect them, but now they are strong enough to face it alone.
To the violent storm.
Don't worry, Mr. Xiaomu, we will continue to protect what you protect, and we will continue to do our best to get what you have tried our best not to get.
The blood of China has been passed down from generation to generation through hard work and has been passed down from ancient times.
I will not let you seniors down.
Lechang turned around and opened the door.
The sun is shining down, and the road ahead is clearly visible.