The embroidery village opened by Sikong Rui is not large, but the private house not far from the embroidery village is not small. Before the family could invite a cook, Xiuxiu simply cooked a table of meals by herself. Although it was homely, it was a taste that you couldn't eat outside.
In the kitchen, other young couples were busy talking and laughing. Outside the kitchen, Chu Yuan and Duan Baiyue were sitting at the stone table. After drinking a pot of tea, they didn't know what to do. According to the etiquette, it seemed that they should go to the stove to help, but after thinking about it, the two sat calmly again. Go back, after all, even rice can't be washed.
The chicken soup was cooking on the stove not far away, and the aroma was fragrant. Duan Baiyue asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry, let me get you a piece of meat to eat first?"
Chu Yuan kicked him, which was not ashamed.
There's nothing to do then... Duan Baiyue yawns with her cheeks propped up, drowsy.
Chu Yuan looked amused, stretched out his hand and grabbed his cheek and dangled it. Duan Baiyue grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms. Before he could kiss him, Sikong carried a large plate of cold vegetables with a smile on his face. out the door.
Duan Baiyue's expression froze, Chu Yuan pushed the person away, and took up the teacup in disguise.
Sikong Rui calmly said, "I don't know why, but I suddenly suffered from eye disease recently. If I talk about being blind, I'll be blind." For example, Fang Cai didn't see anything, you can continue.
Duan Baiyue took the vegetable plate from him and slapped the person back to the kitchen.
The dining room was too stuffy, so everyone simply propped up a round table in the courtyard. The wine was specially brought out of the palace from Xueyou, and poured into the cup to be clear and translucent. The stars flickered in the sky, the cicadas chirped in the ears, and the red lanterns hung on the trees, picking out a gentle light.
Apart from Feixia, Chu Yuan rarely drinks alcohol on weekdays, but today he made an exception. When he returned to the palace after the banquet, he was already unwilling to move. He lay in his arms and did not speak, only a pair of peach blossom eyes shone brightly. .
"What are you thinking about?" Duan Baiyue smiled and reached out to straighten his hair.
Chu Yuan wrapped his arms around his shoulders, closed his eyes and kissed gently.
So good.
A year later, Liu Jinde was beheaded in public at Caishikou. At this point, the rebel army of Chu Xiang was completely wiped out, and the South China Sea had already returned to its former calm. Between the ebb and flow of the tide, countless white waves fell like fine snow and fell on the fish cabin. among. Merchant ships came and went, laden with goods and hopes. White Elephant Country, Emerald Myanmar Country and other island countries are connected by waterways. After many caravans went to Sinzhou to supply fresh water, they would set sail again and continue to move towards the deep sea. Along the way, the sun was shining and the waves were magnificent. The book, the people rushed to buy it, and they were amazed after reading it.
In the vast East China Sea, the fishermen are also beaming with joy. They all say that King Daming has led his old department to take over Chaoya, and the sea area has long since lost the whirlpool and fog. If you think about the ocean, you don't need to make a special detour, and you can make a special trip to the island. Have a cup of tea.
In the territory of Great Chu, the people lived well and beautifully. Xiaohua's business is still booming, from Chaiying Palace to Sun and Moon Villa, to Seven Wonders, Chaomu Cliff, you can buy a bunch of stories wherever you want to see. Of course, if you are familiar with the boss, the Southwest Mansion of Dali City is not without it, but the price is higher. If you are lucky, you can also send the "Bodhi Heart Sutra" and a pair of Xuanming Cold Iron, which was made by the street king blacksmith. Good quality, very heavy, good for chopping meat and chopping wood.
After tea and dinner, there would often be a group of people chatting under the tree, saying that the prince had just returned to the southwest mansion, and then he came to the royal city again, but it was really affectionate, and could not be separated for a moment - it was just a bit harder on the road, and the emperor felt distressed when he wanted to come. Instructed the imperial kitchen to cook a large pot of bird's nest to nourish.
We are not envious at all.
Outside the Tianhe Gate, thousands of troops lined up neatly. At the forefront was a young man in black clothes, who was full of vigor and spirit. His brows and eyes were vaguely similar to those of the young Chu Yuan. All the courtiers around him sighed in their hearts, but it was really taught by the King of Southwest. So young, he led his army to fight in the East and the West, chasing Bulun Luo all the way from Nanyang to the Western Regions. , scattered in the desert by the gust of wind.
Chu Yuan took the Prince's Seal from Liu Dajiong and handed it to him personally.
"Thank you very much, Father." The young man smiled resolutely, and the long sword around his waist reflected a dazzling light.
The next day, in the imperial study.
Chu Huaixi propped her cheek with one hand and looked at the newly appointed grandmaster in front of her: "Are you really going to be punished for copying?"
Wen Liunian insisted: "If you come a quarter of an hour late, you will have to copy it twenty times more."
Even if the military exploits are illustrious, it cannot be avoided.
Suddenly a fat worm appeared on the table.
Wen Liunian: "..."
Wen Liunian: "..."
Wen Liunian: "..."
So that night, Wen Liunian packed up at the Prime Minister's Mansion and planned to retire and return to his hometown. To teach a young southwest king who looks like an emperor is exhausting just thinking about it, so it's better to resign earlier.
In front of the imperial study, the prince was expected to be punished by his father to kneel, looking at the stars all over the sky and pouting.
The adoptive father also does not ask for mercy for himself.
Duan Baiyue coughed twice: "Don't plan to let that kid get up?"
Chu Yuan put down the book in his hand and said with a headache, "If I kneel for two hours, I will naturally let him go back."
"It will take an hour." Duan Baiyue pinched his shoulders for him, "It's just an aconite, and it's not poisonous. I used to throw it into the Master's cup back then."
"I'm too embarrassed to say it." Chu Yuan Guanghuo pinched his ear, "It's what you taught. If you scare Wen Aiqing out, you will go to the cold palace with that tree!"
Duan Baiyue smiled calmly, and took his hand down: "Okay, you continue to read the book, and let the kid continue to kneel, I don't care, two hours are too short, how about kneeling for a night?"
When Chu Huaixi heard it outside, she twitched the corners of her mouth and looked up at the sky.
Spring goes to summer to autumn, and in countless nights of warmth or longing, time also flows away from my fingers. In the scorching summer, the interior of the North Palace was exceptionally cool. A small boat was moored on the lake. Chu Yuan leaned against Duan Baiyue's arms and listened to the sound of bamboo and bamboo in the distance, bursting with laughter.
"Do you remember the first time we came here?" Duan Baiyue asked.
Chu Yuan nodded, sat up and looked at him, still familiar with Ying Ting's brows, as if it had never changed, remembering the lingering and separation in the North Palace, but in a trance, he felt that there were thousands of rivers and mountains.
"Have you thought about it?" Duan Baiyue pinched his chin.
Chu Yuan nodded: "Well."
Duan Baiyue smiled: "willing?"
"Why don't you bear it?" Chu Yuan held his hand, "I said long ago that this country is my responsibility, and you are my concern." His eyes were clear and agile, just like before.
After three months, a piece of news shocked the whole country, the emperor Chu Yuan abdicated, the prince Chu Huaixi ascended the throne as emperor, and changed the country's name to Tianhe.
The new emperor ascended the throne and the world was celebrating. Even the stalls selling jujube cakes had much better business. The stall owners were too busy to take a break. . Not to mention ordinary people, even dignitaries and heroes in the rivers and lakes like to eat it - for example, this guest in white came to knock on the door before dawn, and he had to buy a piece of cake, saying that he would buy it back to coax his daughter-in-law.
"Are you quarreling?" the stall owner asked while making a fire.
Duan Baiyue held her head: "Well." The beauty of the long night was in her arms, and it was inevitable that she couldn't help it, it was human nature.
The stall owner taught the experience: "Don't be afraid if you are angry, talk more sweet words, buy a nice flower jacket, and if you are greedy, bring some snacks and coax it."
Duan Baiyue nodded in agreement.
After returning to the inn, before Chu Yuan woke up, Duan Baiyue squatted beside the bed and put the fragrant jujube cake in front of his nose.
…
"Take a bite." Duan Baiyue coaxed, "You won't be angry after eating."
Chu Yuan turned to face the wall.
"When I just went to buy jujube cakes, even the stall owner guessed that it was to coax his wife." Duan Baiyue leaned against him, "He seems to be very experienced, and he said that if the dim sum is not good, let me serve it. If you buy a flower padded jacket on the street, don’t give up the money, but buy a red satin embroidered gold peony, I’m sure you like it.”
Chu Yuan: "..."
"Would you like it, if I don't talk, I'll really go buy it?" Duan Baiyue hugged him from behind and rubbed his chin. "If you don't get angry, get up and say you want to watch the sunrise, otherwise it will be too late."
Chu Yuan kicked him across the quilt, a smile that could not be hidden in his eyes.
In winter, the weather is cold, and there are many fewer people in the mountains, so it is quite quiet. On a steep cliff in the back mountain, Duan Baiyue dragged his waist with one hand and jumped up, his toes swept across the dry vines and stone walls as if walking on the ground, and he reached the top of the mountain in an instant. Looking from a distance, just a round of morning sun burst out, dispelling the white mist in the mountains.
"Is it cold?" Duan Baiyue asked.
Chu Yuan shook his head and leaned back lazily in his arms. Every city, every mountain, every river, every tree and every flower under the sunlight, was once guarded by the mountains and rivers, and after resting from the heavy responsibilities, I can finally go back together with the love of this life. , From then on, it is tranquil and stable, and sees the world.
Duan Baiyue turned her head sideways and gently placed a kiss on his ear.
A few months later, the two arrived in Dali. The people in the city sang and danced, and the southwest mansion was decorated with colorful lanterns. The father-in-law Sixi, who had arrived first, stood at the door and said cheerfully, "Your Majesty."
"I'm not the emperor now." Chu Yuan patted his stomach with a smile, "Let's go and see your residence."
Duan Baiyue said oddly: "Master actually combed his hair today."
Nan Moye squatted on the steps, life was better than death—if it wasn't forcibly suppressed, who would comb his hair.
"The little prince wrote a letter and came back, and he should arrive next month." Aunt Jin said, "There will be a delay on the road for a while."
A big python hissed over the eaves, Duan Baiyue raised his hand to knock it down, and said with a headache: "How many times have I said it, hide it."
I can't hide it... Aunt Jin is very embarrassed. This is not as good as the previous emperor came up and hid for three or four days. Now that he has to live for a long time, he can't keep Ah Qing in the jar all the time.
Coinciding with the August season, all the mountains and plains were full of fiery blooms. Duan Baiyue took Chu Yuan's hand to the heights and inserted a flower between his clothes: "I will teach you to make wine tomorrow?"
Chu Yuan asked, "Is Feixia?"
Duan Baiyue nodded: "Well, your favorite wine."
Chu Yuan agreed: "Okay."
Duan Baiyue surrounded him from behind: "Do you know what the first step in winemaking is to do?"
Chu Yuan thought for a while and said, "Buy a jar."
"There is a family to buy the jar." Duan Baiyue turned his body around, "but the rice has to be washed by himself."
…
Chu Yuan calmly pulled back his hand: "Then you should brew it yourself."
Who is going to wash the rice.
Even if you retire, you don't wash it.
Duan Baiyue couldn't help laughing, leaning on him and refusing to stand up straight.
The courtyard where the two lived was very large and very quiet. Every morning, the sun shines into the window lattice, Chu Yuan opened his eyes, and a beautiful golden beetle was lying on the head of the bed, holding a piece of grass to chew on - it was a red envelope given by the master during the wedding.
Chu Yuan lazily stretched out his hand, let it crawl on the back of his hand, and took it to wash.
Duan Baiyue was very relieved to lean on the head of the bed. According to this trend, in a few months, Xiaoqing should be able to be released from the tank and put back on the beam.
Spring in March, Wangcheng Palace.
The young emperor put down the memorial in his hand, picked up the wine cup beside him and drank it. It was a gift from the Southwest Mansion - it is said that the wine was hand-brewed by the emperor and his righteous father, and the aftertaste was long in the mouth.
"Your Majesty." General Xue reported, "I heard that a few days ago, the fleet of the Southwest Prefecture sailed out of Guanhai, as if going to an island."
"Feixue." Chu Huaixi said.
General Xue didn't hear clearly: "Your Majesty?"
"That island is called Feixue. It is said that the pavilions and waterfalls on the island are ingenious, and the exotic flowers and plants are beautiful. It is a fairyland on earth." Chu Huaixi said, "When I was in the southwest, I often helped my foster father to make wine, and he liked it. Xueyou, but the most commonly brewed wine is Feixia, and every once in a while, people will be sent to Wangcheng, and when the wind blows, the streets are full of wine.”
General Xue glanced at the jug on the table.
"This is not Feixia." Noticing his gaze, Chu Huaixi laughed and said, "The Feixia of my adoptive father will only be brewed for one person in this life."
The vast South China Sea was shimmering, and Chu Yuan stood on the reef, listening to the wind rustling past his ears.
Duan Baiyue unfolded the cloak and gently wrapped it around his shoulders.
The sky was scorching with clouds, the waves washed the white sandy beach, rolled up countless crystal and finely broken shells, and brought them back to the deep sea in the next moment. Looking up from afar, the tides ebb and flow, all of which are splendid and boundless.
It is the iron and blood battlefield that once fought side by side, and it is also a peaceful paradise where life is quiet after the prosperity.
The two smiled at each other in tacit understanding, held hands and whispered and laughed, and slowly returned to their residence together.
Behind him there is a long wind, thousands of miles of blue water, and clouds of fire for a long time.
It is a picturesque country.
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The author has something to say: There will be a side story.
Thank you for accompanying Dabai and Xiaoyuan all the way.
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