Shu is a land of great talent and beauty, and rich in natural resources.
In ancient times, there were two wise men, one named Cancong and the other named Yufu.
"Dressing in green, encouraging farming and sericulture, and creating stone coffins" are the achievements of Cancong; and Yufu's achievements are equally extraordinary. Not only did he end the war between Xia Jie and Cancong, he also taught the local ancestors how to fish and build bridges, and finally became an immortal.
Maoxian, formerly known as Wenshan County, is the former site of the ancient tribe Ran.
The Wenshan Mountain mentioned by the spirit of the artifact refers to this place; and the river where Wangdi obtained the spirit of the beast is the Jianshui River.
The Xianshui River was once called Longquan Water. Following the guidance of the spirit of the instrument, Zhu Li finally decided to rescue Yuchi Jin by the Longquan Water.
Zhu Qia failed to convince Zhu Li, and Zhu Li also rejected the requests of Shu He, Wang Qian and Zhe Silun.
Be it Zhu Qia, Shu He or the other two, none of them were willing to watch Zhu Li die, so they all followed Zhu Li and came to the bank of Longquan Water.
Zhu Qia's face was solemn. Although he failed to persuade Zhu Li, he was not discouraged at all. When he arrived at the place chosen by Zhu Li, he fiddled with it on the ground, drawing countless complicated stripes. As for what it was used for, he did not say, and others did not bother to ask.
Along the way, many people were curious about the person in the carriage because she had never appeared before.
But when the door curtain was drawn and Zhu Li carefully carried Yuchi Jin out, everyone finally saw each other's face.
The clear lotus emerging from the water, naturally graceful and elegant, perhaps this is what this woman is like.
Her whole body was like a flawless jade, exquisitely beautiful and dreamy. Even when she was just held by Zhu Li, it couldn't conceal her natural beauty.
Perhaps every girl likes to be held in the arms of the man she loves, hugging each other tightly, feeling warm, cozy and full of affection.
If they are awake, although they are extremely shy, they may pray to the heaven in their hearts, asking the gods and Buddhas to stop time and freeze space to make this moment eternal.
The embrace of true love, even if it is only for a moment, is full of infinite warmth; even if it is only for a second, it is full of endless sweetness.
Unfortunately, Yuchi Jin, who is now held in Zhu Li's arms, does not know that the strong and powerful arms that she longed for and fantasized about countless times when she was awake are now embracing her with infinite tenderness at this moment.
For Zhu Li, this was his first time in the world at the end of the Tang Dynasty, hugging a woman, and perhaps also the last time.
For Yuchi Jin, it was also the first time that she was hugged by the man she loved, but unfortunately she didn't know it.
Zhu Li's eyes were focused, and the tenderness in them intoxicated even the breeze by the Longquan River, which was disorderly and danced like drunken eyes.
Dong Ningyang took out a thick brocade mat from the carriage and spread it flat on the gravel beside the water.
Zhu Li held Yuchi Jin in his arms, walked gently to the side of the brocade mat, and gently laid her flat on it. His movements were a little hesitant, as if he was reluctant, nostalgic, and there was also a hint of inexplicable admiration.
Grain in Ear is the ninth solar term among the twenty-four solar terms, which means: "The wheat with awns will be harvested soon, and the rice with awns can be planted." It also seems to imply the end of one life and the beginning of another.
Today is the Grain in Ear Day, and it is also the day when Zhu Li reveals his heart to save his love.
His face was calm, his eyes were determined, his expression was extremely pious, and his emotions were full of no regrets.
Some people talk about love, which is an insult to the sacred word "love"; some people don't say it, but quietly integrate "love" into every aspect of life.
Yuchi Jin didn't say it, but she did a lot.
When Hongzhou saw me, I asked you to go north; when Yang Wei of Weizhou came, I tried my best to fight for the throne; when Hedong was in trouble, I planned for you to go far away; when Shuozhou was in trouble, I would not let you down regardless of life or death.
Even if Zhu Li didn't say anything, he did it anyway.
Although he did little, he did something after all. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he is willing to leave this opportunity to her whom he loves.
What is love
No one knows, and no one can explain it clearly.
For Yu Qing, all her beauty blooms only for him; for Yu Jun, all his tenderness can only be enjoyed by her; after enduring the daily necessities of life, and going through the joys and sorrows of the mortal world, it is enough for them to live together in their old age under the setting sun!
The water of Longquan is clear and can wash away all disguises. Zhu Li washed away the green disguise and faced the most important person in her life with her true self.
Wearing a coarse blue shirt, lacquered hair like a waterfall, eyes like cold stars, a face like warm jade, a long sword on the waist, and awe-inspiring power. This is Zhu Li's true appearance.
Zhao Jiechou, the only woman among the crowd, was stunned. In her limited knowledge, Zhu Li was the most heroic and charming man she had ever seen in her life, bar none.
He is not handsome, but he touches her heart; he is not gorgeous, but she is unforgettable at first sight. Her heart is swaying and her soul is trembling.
Shu He, Wang Qian, Zhe Silun and others were stunned. It turned out that the general they admired so much was such a heroic man.
He is not strong, but he is as graceful as a dragon; he is not fierce, but his power is known throughout the world.
After tidying up everything, Zhu Li came to the brocade cushion again, knelt on his knees, leaned out his head, and gently kissed Yuchi Jin's smooth forehead. The kiss was long and heavy, as if he poured out all his infatuation and love, even his life.
With a "clang", the long sword was unsheathed. The silver light flashed, dazzling the sky and the earth. Zhu Li stood up again and held the sword across his chest.
At this moment, the Classic of Mountains and Seas suddenly appeared in his mind, with an antique style and a simplicity like an old book.
A bright light flashed, and an old Taoist with white hair, a youthful face and flowing snow-white beard suddenly appeared. With his appearance, a long and endless sigh filled the vast sea of consciousness.
"Have you really decided?" the spirit of the weapon asked leisurely.
It is just a program-like life, but it also felt a little bit of throbbing.
It turns out that true love in this world is so magnificent that it makes people desperate, like a moth to a flame, or like a red candle burning by itself, just to illuminate each other.
In the sea of consciousness, Zhu Li's consciousness emerged, looked at the weapon spirit with a serious expression, and said respectfully: "Junior wants to confirm again, Zhu Ya, can he really take on the responsibility of protecting Heshuo?"
The spirit of the weapon nodded seriously but said nothing.
"He will treat my parents, brothers and sisters as his own family, right?" Zhu Li believes in the Classic of Mountains and Seas very much. It can be said that it is because of the Classic of Mountains and Seas that he has everything he has today.
Without the Classic of Mountains and Seas, he would not be reborn; without the Classic of Mountains and Seas, even if he had just arrived in this time and space, he might have become the target of the three scoundrels; without the Classic of Mountains and Seas, he would have died by the Wei River...
His trust in the Classic of Mountains and Seas was unreserved, even greater than his trust in himself. Even so, he still couldn't let go of his concerns for the people of the northern border and his relatives.
The spirit of the weapon still did not say anything, but nodded seriously again.
Seeing the other party's affirmation, Zhu Li was completely relieved and said generously: "I have finished my affairs before and after my death. It is not foolish to go with the wind. Senior, please start."
Looking at Zhu Li's resolute expression, the weapon spirit's stiff face seemed to show a trace of guilt.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger.
Above the brocade cushion where Zhu Li was kneeling, a whirlwind slowly condensed. The strange whirlwind soared straight up, as if it was going to reach the ninth heaven, doing something that defied the will of heaven and changed fate, exchanging life and death.
A ball of brilliant fluorescent light suddenly appeared and instantly enveloped the bodies of Zhu Li and Yuchi Jin.
In the fluorescent light as brilliant as fireworks, Yuchi Jin, like a sleeping beauty, had a peaceful face, and a trace of relief and satisfaction on the corners of her mouth. It was after the war, when she thought of herself and did not let Zhu Li down, she felt relieved and satisfied from the bottom of her heart.
In the dreamlike fluorescent light, Zhu Li knelt for a long time, his face was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth outlined an intoxicating smile. It was a calmness without any regrets, and it was the joy of devoting everything to the love of one.
Zhao Jiechou in the distance had already burst into tears. She might not know what was happening in the ball of light, but from the conversation of everyone before, she knew that the man kneeling in the ball of light was risking his life to save the Sleeping Beauty-like woman.
Shu He, Wang Qian and Zhe Silun looked dejected. They had followed all the way, trying their best to protect the general, but in the end, they found themselves so powerless.
Geng?m's face showed no sadness or joy, but a sense of enlightenment suddenly surged in his heart, as if the most important relative in his life was about to leave him, making him very confused and he didn't know why.
Monk Yicun sat cross-legged on the ground, muttering to himself, as if he was silently reciting scriptures for the salvation of souls; Pan and his son had complicated expressions on their faces, as they looked at the newly-renovated Zhu Li, as if they had realized the man's true identity. However, they were also powerless to do anything about what the man was going to do.
Han Xun was as cold as ice, with his arms folded in front of his chest, but his eyes seemed to have no focus.
Only Zhu Qia, who was dressed in a tattered Taoist robe, squinted his eyes and stared at the ball of light without blinking. To be precise, he was watching Zhu Li's every move.
Suddenly, Zhu Qia said in a long and clear voice: "Everyone should have some doubts in their hearts now, right?"
"Don't doubt it, the young man in the light group is your respected Huaihua General Zhu Li!"
"What?!"
"How is that possible!"
... ... .
Cries of surprise, horror, and even disbelief arose, and everyone looked at Zhu Qia, who had a calm expression.
The most shocked among them were Geng Xin and Han Xun, followed by Yicun and the Pan father and son. Shu He and the other two had known Zhu Li's identity for a long time, and now that Zhu Qia had revealed it, there was only sadness on their faces, but no surprise at all.
"Don't doubt it. I never speak nonsense." Zhu Qia said solemnly, "I believe that knowing his identity, everyone will be even more unwilling to see him die."
"But if we rashly interrupt the ritual he is performing, even if we stop him, as long as his wife doesn't wake up, he will never live alone given his character."
In fact, when they heard that the young man was Zhu Li, Geng Xin and Han Xun moved towards the ball of light involuntarily, as if they wanted to interrupt the ceremony at all costs. However, when they heard Zhu Qia's words, they stopped abruptly.
Shu He and the other two obviously knew Zhu Li's identity. Isn't it because of this reason that they didn't stop her rashly