When the little emperor was fifteen years old, Zhou Mo chose a noble daughter of a noble family with both good looks and good looks for him to marry, and in the first morning after the wedding, he handed over the power in his hand without hesitation, and urged the little emperor to marry him. pro-government.
Everyone in the court turned pale. They never expected that Zhou Mo would be so devoid of greed for power, and the little emperor even passed Zhou Mo to the imperial study after the early court, looking at him not knowing what to say.
Zhou Mo smiled and spoke sincerely: "I have said long ago that I did all this not for myself, but for the people of the world. Your Majesty, you will be a good emperor, but I am a little old and have lost energy. In the past, it is also time to return this Great Liang Dynasty to you."
The little emperor pursed his lips, looking at the strands of silver protruding from Zhou Mo's ears, thinking of his years of careful teaching, his voice couldn't help choking: "The regent has the world in his heart, I... am very grateful..." After finishing speaking, he stood up Come on, give Zhou Mo a deep bow—Zhou Mo taught him the way of being an emperor since he was a child, and it is not inappropriate for him to show respect to his disciples. "From now on, please ask the regent to help me a lot."
"I will do my best." Zhou Mo hurriedly returned the gift, and smiled again, "From now on, the word 'regent' must never be mentioned again. Could it be that your majesty wants to put me in an unjust place?"
The little emperor knew that he had made a mistake, and couldn't help laughing through his tears.
After talking "from the heart" with the little emperor for a long time, Zhou Mo finally let go of the heavy title of "Regent".
Because he is so "knowledgeable", the little emperor who is in charge will definitely be grateful to him and take good care of him. At least he will not come to trouble him for a few years, and he can really complete the task as long as he sees the little emperor firmly seated on the throne. I am at ease.
— And things are indeed developing according to Zhou Mo's ideas.
The little emperor was taught by Zhou Mo with all his heart, so his methods are naturally extraordinary, and he quickly got his hands on various government affairs, and he did it well.
Three years later, after Zhou Mo returned to power, he dropped a bomb on the morning court again, saying that he was ill and hoped to resign and go into seclusion. At the same time, he also resigned from office, Bai Duan, Minister of the Ministry of Industry.
At this moment, Bai Duan has truly engraved his grace and poise into his bones. When he was young, he would only put on a straight face and be tough when he was nervous, but after so many years of training in the officialdom, he has already learned how to Take that unfathomable temperament freely, without being surprised by changes.
Although he is not confused in his age, Bai Duan is still known as the most beautiful man in the Liang Dynasty. His every move and even his attire will attract everyone to imitate, but no one can have three points of Bai Duan's demeanor.
He and Zhou Mo, who look like Pan'an, are handsome and elegant; They didn't show any intention of getting married, they have been supporting each other till now.
Nowadays, even among the people, there are anecdotes and unofficial stories about the two of them everywhere, and even the experience of their acquaintance and mutual understanding has been exaggerated several times by the people who are very good at imagining, and then compiled into opera poems to praise their noble character , the contribution made to the Liang Dynasty, and the deep affection of sharing joys and sorrows, sharing wealth and honor, and never wavering.
After years of management, Zhou Mo and Bai Duan have become the mainstays of the Daliang Dynasty. They single-handedly promoted the revival of Daliang, and deeply entered the hearts of civil and military officials and common people.
The little emperor didn't want to agree to the resignation of the two, after all, if the two were lost, even the little emperor himself would have some doubts.
But Zhou Mo and Bai Duan were firm, and the little emperor finally had to compromise after persuading them to no avail, but he asked them to report their whereabouts to the court at any time. In case of trouble in the court, the little emperor still has something to ask for advice.
After agreeing to the little emperor's conditions, Zhou Mo and Bai Duan finally resigned from office, and traveled the north and south of the country hand in hand, becoming a real couple of gods and immortals. They not only toured the mountains and rivers, but also observed the people's livelihood and the people's conditions. Once they encountered corrupt officials, they punished them. The local people were grateful and even left many moving legends. Even those local officials who acted recklessly because the sky was high and the emperor was far away also restrained themselves, for fear that the erratic Mr. and Mrs. Zhou would find their lair at any time, pull their pigtails, and lose their officials and lives.
It wasn't until the two of them were too old to walk that they returned to Bai Duan's hometown and settled down - and there, because it was the "hometown of the gods", it quickly changed from a poor village to a well-known village. A thriving small town.
In this life, because Zhou Mo's body was too damaged when he was young, he did not live for too long, so he was reluctant to walk in front of Bai Duan.
This was the first time he had left Bai Duan before Bai Duan after the two started their reincarnation, but even though he was extremely worried about Bai Duan, he couldn't live up to the limit of his lifespan and couldn't forcibly change his fate against the sky.
Before leaving, he urged Bai Duan to live a good life and not to be too sad. In the next life...he will definitely find him and reconnect with him.
— After all, in the world where the two first met, Bai Duan committed suicide in front of his tombstone to dissipate his aura. Zhou Mo was really worried that Bai Duan would do it again.
Suicide, no matter from which point of view, is a bad behavior, and it will even harm one's own luck and soul body.
Bai Duan didn't really believe in the theory of reincarnation, she just thought it was her lover comforting her, no matter how sad she was, she just agreed with tears, smiling and expressing that she would definitely take care of her body and never do anything stupid.
Zhou Mo knew Bai Duan well, knew that he would do what he said, and since he took care of him, he would definitely not mess around, so he closed his eyes full of anxiety and concern.
Zhou Mo passed away, and the whole country mourned. The common people spontaneously took the initiative to wear sackcloth and mourning, as if they had lost their loved ones, and white paper money was flying all over the country. Even the little emperor rushed to Bai Duan's hometown with several older princes after hearing the news, and offered incense in Zhou Mo's mourning hall.
All the old friends were very worried about Bai Duan's mood, fearing that he would do some irrational behavior. But unexpectedly, Bai Duan looked quite calm. After he dealt with Zhou Mo's affairs in an orderly manner, he closed the door to thank guests, and lived an ordinary life of reclusive life. He even took in a few ingenious apprentices to pass on his skills.
——His lover has always been jealous, and doesn't like him showing excessive concern for others, and he doesn't want a third intruder in their two-person world, so even if Bai Duan has always wanted to take in a few disciples, it's really true helpless.
Apart from teaching his apprentices, the most common thing Bai Duan did was to sit in the cemetery outside the town.
Both Zhou Mo and Bai Duan's mothers were buried there, and their father's tomb was also moved here, and Bai Duan also explained to his disciples the location of his burial after his death, which can be regarded as a "family reunion".
For some reason, whenever standing in front of Zhou Mo's tombstone, Bai Duan always felt that such a scene seemed familiar. He seemed to have really experienced such a situation, alone, alone, looking at Zhou Mo's tombstone without knowing the direction...
Maybe this is an illusion caused by his excessive sadness, maybe when Zhou Mo was seriously ill, he thought about it day by day and dreamed at night, but in short, Bai Duan always felt that such a scene was too familiar. The more he thinks and remembers, the clearer the situation becomes—even, Bai Duan still feels that the angle he looks at the tombstone in the "dream" is different from now.
Now he is standing in front of the tomb, looking down, but in the "dream", his perspective is... looking up? It's not the head-up view of kneeling or sitting in front of the stele, but the angle that really needs to be looked up to see.
"In a dream", he was leaning against the tombstone like this, looking up at the writing on it blankly, and then...then he seemed to see Zhou Mo walking towards him in a dazzling halo...
For these unexplainable fallacies, Bai Duan was puzzled, and finally had to attribute it to the confusion of the dream.
He chuckled, poured a glass of wine and sprinkled it in front of Zhou Mo's grave, and told him what he had done recently and how diligent and filial his disciples were: "I didn't believe in the theory of reincarnation, but for some reason, Recently, I always feel that I do have a next life, and I will definitely meet you again." After a pause, he sighed, "I really lost my head..."
When the second cup of wine was poured into his mouth, Bai Duan's eyes were slightly blurred: "If there is another life, when can I go? You won't wait too long because you waited for me on the Naihe Bridge. , and left first again?...Obviously I often come to your grave to see you, but why don't you come to see me like in your dream...?"
After all, he probably also felt that his request was a bit ridiculous, so he gave Zhou Mo a toast with a soft smile.
Because he promised Zhou Mo to live a good life, Bai Duan didn't ruin his body. His diet and daily life were as usual, and he was taken care of by his disciples, but because his body was not very good since he was a child, coupled with his depression and difficulty in enjoying himself, he eventually gradually became haggard and weak.
The disciples were extremely worried and overwhelmed, but Bai Duan's mood became a little clearer because of this, and he even joked that he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The disciples felt sad and could only weep secretly. They tried their best to take care of their master. They didn't know whether they should love or resent the famous general who died young.
On a warm afternoon a few years later, Bai Duan was found dead in front of Zhou Mo's tombstone.
He leaned there with a serene expression and a smile on his mouth, as if he was just asleep. The disciple who went to look for him called him for a long time but couldn't wake him up. After sniffing, he suddenly realized that the master had returned, and burst into tears .
And after Zhou Mo's death, the world was once again a blank...
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In front of the nutrition cabin, Guan Wu watched Bai Duan's brainwaves calm down again, and heaved a long sigh of relief.
Standing beside him in the white coat with his pockets in his hand, he frowned slightly: "It's really dangerous... Obviously the memory has been sealed again, but it almost started to loosen again—what kind of stimulation is this?"
Guan Wu smiled wryly, and put his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Probably in this life, I will take a step first. He... remembers the final ending of the life we met, right?"
"Tsk." The white coat pouted, "Your little lover really likes you, and has such deep feelings for your premature death."
Although Guan Wu was still distressed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up when he heard the words, with a happy expression on his face: "That's natural."
Guan Wu in the white coat couldn't see such an embarrassing appearance, just about to say a few more venomous words, but Guan Wu, who didn't want to spoil his mood, glanced at him, and immediately swallowed the sarcasm in his throat.
Feeling lingering fear, he touched the bruises on his face that hadn't faded, and comforted himself in the white coat, "A gentleman uses his mouth and doesn't move his hands." He is a technician! How could it be possible to compare with Guan Wu, an actual combatant who has practiced messy skills in various worlds? !
—Anyway, seeing how aggrieved Guan Wu is in this life, he has already earned money by making him abstain from sexual intercourse for so many years and still die early.
—Well, indeed earned!
"There won't be any problem with the reappearance of the memory this time, right? Do you need to continue to strengthen the seal?" Guan Wu coughed lightly, pulling back the distracted thoughts in the white coat.
"It is recommended to check the situation first. It is best not to reinforce it all the time." The white coat shrugged.
"...you're right." Guan Wu nodded lightly. Although the words in the white coat were a little awkward, they did hit what he was most worried about—if it wasn't necessary, Guan Wu really didn't want to be in white. Satin really forgot about him completely.
"Then, I'm ready to go to the next world." He stood up and gestured towards the white coat.
The white coat made a gesture, indicating that everything is going well.
Guan Wu walked to his own nutrition cabin and sat in. At the same time, he did not forget to warn the white coat with a smile: "This time, don't mess with me!"
The white coat looked at Guan Wu's "spring-like" smile, and felt that his whole body was starting to ache again, so he nodded quickly and raised his hands in surrender with a sneer.
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