When Emperor Zhaozhen arrived at Rongjun Prince's Mansion, he was only a quarter of an hour late.
"Your Majesty, His Highness the County Prince has left..."
The steward of the county prince's palace who was standing outside the hall reported in a mute voice while saluting.
Emperor Zhaozhen paused and looked toward the inner room.
Soon, Princess Jingrong and Princess Yufeng also rushed over.
Prince Rongjun's illness did not happen overnight. When Xu Mingshi and Wu Ran noticed something strange today, they were uneasy and the first thing they thought of was to send a message home.
After King Dongyang and others arrived, they really had a clear understanding in their hearts, and then they sent people to spread the message everywhere.
When the palace and other government officials got the news, they all rushed over immediately.
But it's still a step too late.
Several people came to the bedside and saw that the child's "sleeping face" was very peaceful.
As the night grew darker, suppressed sobs gradually sounded from everywhere.
…
Seven days later, it will be the day when Prince Rongjun is buried.
Due to Emperor Zhaozhen's will, the ministries did not dare to neglect in the slightest, and none of the funeral ceremony regulations were reduced in any way.
Xu Mingshi and Wu Ran found many military books and gadgets found in the market, and placed them among the boy's burial objects.
On the day of the funeral, the two of them followed him all the way to the cemetery.
Many funeral arrangements have been settled, and the mourning objects outside the county prince's palace have been gradually removed.
Xu Mingshi still couldn't come to his senses, so he was depressed and taciturn for a while.
Xu Mingyi noticed this and went to talk to him one afternoon.
She knew that at first, when Mingshi followed her to the Prince's Mansion, he only sympathized with Prince Rong——
But as we get along with each other day by day, who wouldn’t like such a good child?
Mingshi and Azhang both knew clearly what would happen next. By choosing to accompany him, they were equivalent to choosing to send the child off in person, and their friend left.
The person who left has gone, but the person who said goodbye still needs a long period of time to slowly heal.
But she believes——
"We'll meet again one day," she said softly.
"Really?"
Facing the young boy's gaze, Xu Mingyi nodded affirmatively: "Really."
She now firmly believes in the theory of reincarnation.
Isn’t her experience the best proof?
Since we have such a deep spiritual bond, we will definitely meet again.
It may take ten years, decades, or hundreds of years to change the identity, appearance, and all traces of the past, but one day, we will always meet somewhere.
Xu Mingshi also nodded: "I believe it."
The boy looked out the window at a bamboo forest.
The new bamboo leaves are green and tender, and the bamboo shoots sprout from the roots.
When it rains, the green bamboo shoots grow rapidly, stretching straight and straight under the sun, rain and dew.
The bamboo leaves are dense and sparse.
When the green becomes thicker, it is swaying in the gusts of autumn wind, and at some point it is dyed with a light green and yellow color.
In a flash, it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again.
On this day, Emperor Zhaozhen left the palace incognito. Although he claimed to have stolen half a day of leisure, he sat in the outer study of Dongyang Palace and talked about the political affairs of the court and the world.
Xu Mingyi quietly listened to the conversation between his grandfather and Emperor Zhaozhen.
The two discussed political affairs, no matter how big or small, and they never avoided her.
During these six months, she listened to a lot, read a lot, wrote a lot, and learned a lot.
Gradually, I will try to express some of my humble opinions.
She never really had a day of leisure, just like Wu Chao who was far away in the land of Duogan.
They are all moving forward, learning, and sharpening.
A round of golden autumn sun gradually sets in the west, and the sunset glow on the horizon is intertwined with gold and red, which is particularly strong.
Emperor Zhaozhen and King Dongyang were walking leisurely in the courtyard. Through the wide open window lattice, we could see the girl in the study sitting behind the desk, holding a pen in her hand with a focused expression.
Emperor Zhaozhen had a smile in his eyes, as if he could see a very distant future scene from this.
The crimson glow is floating, as if an immortal is using ink to outline a picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
"Let's go and have a drink!" King Dongyang said with a smile.
…
After the autumn rain, Xu Mingyi tied up her long hair, put on a man's robe, jumped on his horse, and took Mingshi, Qin Wu and A'zhu out of the capital.
Along the way, we passed through small towns and counties, walking and stopping, either visiting residential streets or shops, asking farmers about their harvests in the fields, or going to a local private school to sit in for half a day.
If you want to truly have something in your heart, you must not only listen to it, but also see it with your own eyes.
On this day, it was sunny after the rain. It had been more than a month since they had left home. Thinking that their grandfather's birthday would be in half a month, the two siblings set off on their return journey.
When passing by Yunyao Academy, Xu Mingyi went to meet Cai Jin in the academy.
The headmaster of the academy was a close friend of her birth mother, and he warmly invited her to stay for two days.
Two days later, in the early morning, I set off back to the city and returned home around noon.
"Girl, not long after you left, Xiaoqi sent this letter, saying it was from Duogan!"
Xu Mingyi finished bathing and changing clothes, and as soon as she sat down at the dressing table with her half-wet hair, Akui held a letter in front of her.
Dogan?
She took it and hurriedly opened it and looked at it.
What appeared in sight was very familiar handwriting.
The last time she received a letter from Wu Chao was three months ago.
Since he went to Duogan, there have been more than ten wars, large and small, with more wins and less losses. But this time, he took back two cities that were previously occupied by foreigners!
This is a great victory.
She had vaguely heard the news when she and Mingshi were outside before, but she didn't know whether it was true or not.
She just returned home and met her grandfather. The same sentence confirmed the matter. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she got a positive answer from her grandfather.
When I read the letter, I felt relaxed.
Wu Chao said a lot of good news in his letter.
He praised the Nie family father and son who had repeatedly made meritorious deeds. At first, the Nie family father and son approached their grandfather and asked for his recommendation, hoping to follow the crown prince to Duogan.
In addition to the Nie family and his son, the letter also made an exception to praise Tianmu.
He is a good hand at spying on the enemy, patrolling on guard, and sneaking attacks on enemy generals.
Xu Mingyi curled up her lips.
After a while, the smile gradually faded away.
The letters are all good news or funny things.
Thinking about it carefully, Wu Chao never mentioned anything about the difficulties or difficulties in the letter he sent back. She also heard the news about the defeat from elsewhere.
Even before April and May, he had experienced a life and death crisis. According to the urgent report sent back to the court, the prince was besieged in the mountains for many days. After the reinforcements arrived, they searched the mountains for seven people.
For eight days, no trace of him was found.
No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.
The DPRK was in a state of panic over this.
Unable to wait for any news, she had already packed her luggage and planned to rush to Duogan.
However, three days after leaving the city, he was chased back by Qin's fifth uncle. Qin's fifth uncle came with news - Duo Gan sent back a military report that His Royal Highness was safe and sound. The previous incident was just a trick to lure the enemy. Because
It was a secret plan made at short notice. There were very few people who knew about it, so wrong news was just sent back.
She was overjoyed and followed Uncle Qin back home.
But after calming down and thinking about it carefully, I was half-convinced about the so-called "luring the enemy" - was it really true? Or was it just to stabilize the morale of the army and the court, and to reassure her?
To her, he always reported good things but not bad things.
When he first arrived in Duogan, in order to boost his morale, he personally led troops to meet the enemy many times. Was it true that he had never been injured?
Moreover, he has a special status. Putting aside the real war, he must have experienced various assassination methods.
And he never talked about this with her, neither his soldiers nor himself.
She knows that war is cruel and realistic, and what is important is the word "victory". Only when you win can the bloodshed and casualties be given real meaning by the world——
Fortunately, they won this time.
Although it has not been possible to eradicate all the alien races, for now, it is enough to take back the city and expel the alien races from the capital.
I guess my return date won't be too far away.
The next day, King Dongyang made a proposal at the morning court, and at this time the prince’s squadron should be summoned to return to the court.
The pursuit of victory must also be based on the situation. Except for Dogan, those wandering tribes are scattered all over the place when they are not fighting, and their whereabouts are uncertain. If you want to eliminate them all, you have to fight for a long time, and it is not only time-consuming, but also energy-consuming.
At present, the national treasury is not really abundant, and it has always been struggling with the supply of military supplies and food.
All in all, it's not a good time to be wary.
"I think what King Dongyang said is very true." Jie Shoufu came out and said: "Now that His Highness the Crown Prince has expelled the foreign tribes from our Daqing territory, which has greatly dampened the arrogance of the foreign tribes, it is expected that stability will be guaranteed for at least several years. At present, everywhere
It is a time to recuperate and recuperate, and it will not be too late to wait and see the specific situation in the future."
Regardless of national power, as the prince, the prince's safety is also related to the stability of the country - it should be noted that there are still rumors circulating everywhere that the prince has died in the war.
Only when the prince returns safely and triumphantly can these rumors be disproven.
Other officials also followed suit.
Emperor Zhaozhen nodded.
Well, both publicly and privately, it’s time to call that brat back.
Soon, the order to summon the prince back to the capital was quickly sent out of the capital.
But Xu Ming felt that he still had to wait for a while.
Wu Chao is not a man who is eager for success. Under this situation, it is impossible for him to do anything to resist the decree. But even if he wants to come back, he must wait until all the corresponding matters are arranged.
It will take time to appease the people on the border, clean up the mess after the war, and rebuild defenses everywhere.
According to his temperament, he must do everything himself to feel at ease.
But she wasn't in a hurry either.
Although she really wanted to see him as soon as possible, she even wanted to see him return home in peace and contentment.
Although she and he are the most connected people in the world, they never just belong to each other. They belong to themselves, and they allow themselves to belong to the rivers, rivers, and all living things in this world.
It is their common wish to protect this country and its people.
To her, this idea that sounded a bit arrogant was not something she had at the beginning, but as time went by, the roads she traveled, and the things she saw gradually became clearer and firmer.
At first she just wanted to take care of her family, but now that she has some spare time, she wants to do more things.
Therefore, she is actually a very ordinary person at heart. She does not have many great ideas about sacrificing herself for others. She has no time to protect herself but also protects others——
She thought that most people in this world should be like this. They should protect themselves first and then protect others. There is nothing to criticize.
Not everyone is born as a Bodhisattva who can save all sentient beings.
As my grandfather said before, kindness also requires confidence. Not everyone has the capital to be kind.
Some people also say that kindness in good times is not true kindness, and that people can only see their true nature in times of adversity - she does not quite agree with this statement.
Kindness is kindness, and as long as you give kindness, it is a good deed, regardless of good times or bad times. Or it can only be said that kindness in adversity is indeed more rare.
Now and in the future, what she needs to do is to make the world less unfair and man-made adversity, and give more ordinary people the confidence to be kind, so that they can have the energy to help more people.
This will take a long time, a lot of obstacles, and a lot of feasible strategies.
Thinking of these, she lowered her eyes and wrote down her recent thoughts in detail.
…
On the fifteenth day of the winter lunar month, a heavy snowfall changed the color of the capital.
In the palace of Prince Dongyang, Doctor Qiu once again mentioned the matter of leaving Beijing to his daughter.
"It's about to be closed in the next few years, and the weather is freezing..." Qiu Caier, who had been eating melon seeds and gossiping with the little maids just now, suddenly looked weak, covered her chest and coughed for a while, and then said again: "My daughter,
She is not afraid of getting cold and is on her way, but it would be unfilial on the part of her daughter if she develops an old illness again and worries her father..."
Doctor Qiu stared at his daughter suspiciously, unable to tell the truth from the lie. After thinking about it again and again, he was defeated again.
"Then let's wait until spring gets warmer..."
Qiu Caier nodded lightly: "All daughters obey their fathers."
Let spring be the beginning of spring. With the change of seasons, wind-cold diseases are most likely to occur. Her father probably didn't want her to risk the risk of catching wind-cold and triggering old illnesses while traveling, right?
All in all, if Miss Xu gets married to His Highness the Crown Prince, her body will be unfit to leave Beijing.
Just like reading a storybook, she has read the end of her true feelings and is waiting for the completion of the last page. If she takes the book away at this time, wouldn't it cost her her life?
Speaking of which, it’s time for His Royal Highness to return to Beijing, right?
…
At the same moment, at the back hill of Hanming Temple, Xu Yun and his party were making tea in the pavilion.
"Amitabha, I met the donor again on this occasion of the first snow." A young monk performed a Buddhist ritual with Xu Yun under the plum tree.
This benefactor would come to the back mountain every year when it snowed first to collect snow and make tea.
But this time it looks... it seems quite different from previous years.
Nothing has changed, but everything has changed.
Xu Yun nodded with a smile and invited: "Master Wu Zhu, can you please go to the pavilion and have a drink together?"
In the pavilion, Xiao Chenzi was watching the stove making tea.
Just when the young monk was about to decline, he saw a woman wearing a lake blue brocade fur and a branch of red plum in her hand walking towards the side. She had a gentle and elegant temperament.
The young monk recognized the other person almost at a glance.
It's the lady who came before!
At that time, he mistakenly regarded the two as...
Before the sentence was completely settled in my mind, I saw the female donor gently holding one of the male donor's arms, looking at him, and said with a smile: "He is indeed my husband now, and I want to
Thank you very much, little master, for your kind words three years ago."
…
The fragrance of tea overflowed in the back mountain, and Xu Mingyi, who had come with him, was offering incense in the front hall of the temple.
The green incense was inserted into the incense burner. She bowed down from the mat and stood up, only to hear a sudden noise coming from behind her.
"Wuqing, why is there so much noise in the front yard?"
The little novice monk who was still not calm enough replied excitedly: "Back to my uncle, I heard from some pilgrims that His Royal Highness the Prince has made a triumphant return! The army is passing by our mountain!"
