(one)
This is his wedding banquet, the second wedding banquet.
He smiled and drank the wine toasted by the guests, and while dealing with everyone's teasing, he began to worry about the woman who was alone in the new room.
Seeing that he was not in the right mind, everyone knew that he was worried about the bride. After teasing a few words and drinking a few glasses of wine, they finally let him go.
After leaving the hall, the night wind hit, which made his slightly drunken brain sober up.
The girl from the Wu family was nine years younger than him. In his impression, she had always been a little girl with a temperament but a simple one. He never imagined that this girl would have some kind of love for him, and even never got married because of him.
From fifteen to twenty-four, how many nine years are there in a person's life? How much time is there to wait
It has been ten years since the Chen family had been there for the past ten years. The orange tree they planted together in the yard had long since died of old age and withered away. Only a rotten stump remained to prove that it once existed in this yard.
"Prince?" The maid who was leading the way with a lantern saw Gu Zhiyu suddenly stop, and she quickly stopped as well.
Gu Zhiyu glanced in the direction of the yard, slowly retracted his gaze, put his hands behind his back, and let out a long breath: "Let's go."
Lifting the hijab to reveal the beautiful and moist face of the Wu family girl, he accidentally touched her fingertips, and the coolness spread to his heart.
He got up and took a cloak of his own and put it on her, then picked up the two wine glasses on the table and put one in her palm.
The candles were warm, and he and her arms crossed each other, lingering sadly.
A few days later, Wu Dongyun followed Yang into the palace to meet the queen. She was similar in age to the queen, but when she was young, she had a strong temper and was not close to the queen, so before entering the palace, she imagined various possibilities. However, in fact, the queen was very gentle towards her, and even casually mentioned some things about the two of them when they were young.
More than ten years have passed, and when I talk about the past again, it seems like it was yesterday.
Time is a cruel and beautiful thing. It makes the once happy time gradually fade away, and it also makes people get what they want in the passage of time.
She is no longer young, but married a man she secretly liked for nearly ten years.
The perfect son who used to be far away from her has finally become her husband and her other half. She has not waited in vain all these years and has lived up to the time.
When leaving Qiankun Palace, Gu Rujiu gave her a lot of things, and also told her a lot of her husband's hobbies and habits.
"Brother has a gentle personality. If sister-in-law has anything unpleasant with him, just tell him, don't have any worries." She took her hand and sent her to the gate of Qiankun Palace.
"Please rest assured." She had loved him for so many years, how could she be willing to make him sad.
"Sister-in-law." When she was about to leave, the queen stopped her again.
She turned around and found that Gu Rujiu's eyes were slightly red, like happiness or sadness.
In the end, Gu Rujiu didn't say anything, just patted her hand, and then returned to the temple door with a smile.
After returning home, she mentioned this matter to her husband suspiciously, but he just smiled and shook his head.
"Don't think too much, Jiu Jiu... The Empress just wants us to have a good time," Gu Zhiyu reached out and touched the top of her hair, then took out a box of pastries from the drawer for her.
"Is this a dessert from Liu Xianju?" Wu Dongyun took the box and smiled with a moved face, "How do you know I like this?"
"Didn't you mention it yesterday?" Gu Zhiyu smiled warmly. Seeing that she ate a piece in her mouth, she hurriedly brought a cup of tea over for fear of her choking.
Seeing how he lowered his head to eat, the smile on Gu Zhiyu's face warmed little by little.
She wasted nearly ten years for herself, how could she be willing to continue wasting the rest of her time
(two)
When he returned to the capital again, the capital was no longer the place he remembered.
The famous Li family back then had long since disappeared from people's mouths. He brought incense, candles, paper, money and other items to the Li family's mausoleum to offer incense.
Although the tomb is in disrepair and looks a bit shabby, it is not overgrown with weeds, which shows that people usually take care of it.
After serving the incense, he stood in front of Li Guangji's tombstone, feeling lonely.
Many elders of the Li family were sentenced to beheading for their involvement in the case of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country. He, the survivor of the death, stood in front of these tombstones and felt ridiculously sad.
In the end, the mother and father were not buried together. The two lived at different times and died in different places. I am afraid that they will never see each other again in the next life.
"Is it big brother?"
He turned his head and saw a middle-aged farmer walking towards him with a hoe on his shoulder. When the other party got close, he realized that it was Li Ji'an, the cousin of the second room.
In those days, Li Ji'an was such a particular person. He was exquisite in food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Now he is wearing coarse clothes, dark skin, full beard, and mud spots on his trousers.
"Ji'an..." Li Huaigu's voice was a little hoarse, and after squeezing out these two words, he was speechless.
In the tavern, the two cousins ordered a pot of hot wine, two plates of side dishes and a plate of peanuts, and then sat around the table and talked about their experiences over the years.
"Fortunately, Your Majesty didn't kill them all. People like you and I managed to escape," Li Ji'an took a sip of the turbid hot wine, and then smiled bitterly, "It's been more than ten years since you've been here, and you've lived a good life. it is good?"
"Fortunately," Li Huaigu swallowed the astringent wine, and even the corners of his eyes became hot, "our family... what else..."
Who are still alive, and those who were sent to the frontier, still have letters
"No, no," Li Ji'an wiped the corners of his eyes, laughing and crying, very embarrassed, "A few years ago, no letter came, maybe it was too hard to pass the letter back. "
It would be better to think so, than that they all died on the frontier and could never return to their hometown.
The two cousins sat in the tavern for more than an hour. Li Huaigu refused Li Ji'an's invitation to invite him as a guest, and walked on the noisy street with a little drunkenness. Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums in front of him was terrifying, and the street was suddenly crowded with people.
"The prince of the Wang family has been hit!"
"I hit it, I hit it, my son hit it!"
It turned out to be another year of spring. Looking at the students who were happy or sad, he suddenly felt that the scenes of that year were just around the corner.
The prime year does not come again, and it is difficult to return to the morning.
When he was young, he fell in love with the best woman in the world. When he was young, he wrote poems that the world was amazed by. When he was young, he was named on a gold medal list, which attracted the envy of countless scholars.
It's a pity that the deceased is so sweet, whether happy or sad, the past will never come back.
Passing by a small teahouse on the street, a storyteller with white temples is happily telling the lingering love story between the emperor and the empress.
He stopped and found an empty seat to sit down. The waiter made him a bowl of Gaiwan tea. The inferior tea leaves were swirling in the boiling water and finally sank to the bottom of the cup.
"But he said that the pear blossoms were blooming just right that day. When His Majesty first ascended the throne, he suddenly saw a little girl who he thought was pretty and cute standing by the road, so he stopped and asked, which little girl is this, and why is she alone here? Don't leave in the rain of pear flowers?"
"Little Jiao Niang's head is full of flowers, she bowed to your majesty and said, this young man, have you ever seen the purse I left behind..."
However, he said that the sun was just right that day. He rode on horseback to enjoy the flowers, and suddenly a little girl behind him chased after him on a horse. She stretched out her white and tender palm towards him.
"Master Li, is this your purse?"
The purse is embroidered with a picture of a lotus flower playing with fish, with black green as the bottom and pearls on it. It is a purse sewn by his mother for him.
He took out the purse hidden in his arms. The purse was dilapidated, the pearls on it had already fallen, and only the picture of the lotus flower in the fish play was barely recognizable.
"The handsome son and the beautiful woman are bound by purses, but he doesn't know that she is Miss Hou's mansion, and she doesn't know that he is the current emperor..."
All the entanglement of love, resentment, love and hatred is just a fiction in the mouth of the storyteller, and whether it is true or false is no longer important to the audience who are passing by.
And he was just an unrelated passerby.
(three)
"Students, do you remember the key points of this year's college entrance examination? The reign of Emperor Delong is a very important test site. You must pay more attention and don't be sloppy."
"Teacher, tell us the story between Emperor Delong and Empress Showa."
"Their stories have been filmed countless times in TV dramas and movies. What else is there to tell?"
"That's different. TV dramas are all made up fictional plots. How can you say anything interesting." The classmates roared, and some girls said, "Emperor Delong and Empress Showa are loyal supporters of monogamy. How high is the consciousness of this thought?"
The history teacher was a little helpless to these students. In order to reduce the pressure on them in the college entrance examination, he had no choice but to say, "Since you are interested, then I will tell you about Empress Showa today."
"Empress Showa came from a family, especially good at calligraphy and painting. Our National Museum still has some of her works in the collection. She is a rare talented woman in history. Of course, this is not the most important thing. According to historical data, she is still a very talented woman. A woman with big heart and political vision."
"As we all know, since the Delong period of the Dalong Dynasty, there have been records of women serving as officials. At that time, the most famous case was the case of the second-class biography being a woman. In the end, the woman named Zhang Tai relied on a personal She was able to sit in the position of Dali Siqing, and was called by later historians as a role model for the rise of women."
"When things were so turbulent back then, why was Emperor Delong willing to endure so much pressure to allow Zhang Tai to keep his fame and become an official in the court?"
"It is recorded in "Dafeng Lu. The Biography of Famous Officials" that Emperor Delong treated her very indifferently when she entered the palace. Instead, Empress Showa interceded for her, and said that since there are women in history, why can't there be women? Official?"
The girls in the class heard their cheeks blushing, and couldn't help admiring the Empress Showa a thousand years ago. It's a pity that they were separated by a thousand years, even though they yearned for it, they couldn't see it.
"The emperor and the empress have been in love for a lifetime, creating a prosperous rule. Some people say that Emperor Delong is an emperor through the ages, and some people say that Emperor Delong is a rare infatuated man in the world." The history teacher pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "In In my opinion, Empress Showa is also a rare and strange woman in the world, so Emperor Delong respected and loved her for a lifetime, and that is why later generations of scholars and writers respected her so much."
"These two people..." The history teacher looked at the portraits of the two people in the history book and said with emotion, "It's rare in the world, but it's a pity that we didn't get to see them."
At least, the existence of these two people makes countless people believe that love really exists.
As long as there is no fear, love is everywhere.
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