Just when the King of Qin bought the Narcissus with just a stick of incense, two or three wealthy and idle people arrived. The leader, wearing red clothes and yellow clothes, with red silk and jade belt, like a handsome young man, glanced across the bustling flower market, and fell on a pot of purple. On the orchid. Orchid is a gentleman among flowers. It was the first time for him to see so many orchids. He originally liked them, but now he had no intention of admiring them. He only frowned secretly: How could Hua Rong be in such a busy place? I don’t know how Wuqimai got the information.
After a while, Wu Qimai came in a hurry. He hurriedly asked: "Are you sure this is here?"
Wu Qimai shook his head: "Only someone found a burly man. I thought he was the King of Qin, but I followed him all the way and disappeared again... Fourth Prince, look... "
He whispered, and Jin Wushu suddenly raised his head, only to see a big man wearing a bamboo hat in front of him. He was tall and broad, with a fleshy face, and he was holding a cockfighting coop in his hand.
Wu Qimai also noticed: "No... I saw it wrong..."
Jin Wushu was greatly disappointed. Facing the flowers, he could no longer look at them. He said impatiently: "Let's go and find them quickly. If it's too late, I'm afraid they have already left Lin'an."
The snow has stopped long ago. The weather in the south cannot hold frost and snow. When the sun comes out, the clouds are light and the wind is light. It seems like the rain and snow in the past few days have never happened before. Lin'an and the West Lake have regained their graceful beauty. Soon It is about to usher in the season when the grass grows and the orioles fly.
A solitary grave with evergreen pines and cypresses.
Ma Su knelt down quietly in front of the grave. There were only a few words on it: "Tianwei's Tomb". Golden branches and jade leaves, a handful of loess. He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. Who would have thought? Who would have thought? ? With Tianwei's shy smile, she accepted that he would bandage her wound, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you." The most ruthless emperor's family, if they had known this, how could they not know that it would be another life in the end of the world and the scorching sun on the seaside
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed nine times: "Princess, I'm sorry, I couldn't save you."
There was silence all around, the wind blew over the grave, and the withered yellow grass was slowly beginning to sprout.
He slowly stood up, his knees were numb, looked at the setting sun and sunset in the west, with tears streaming down his face, he stumbled away. It had been many years since he saw him again, and he didn't know when he was born again.
After knocking on the door seven times, An Zhi just opened the door and was very surprised: "Ma Su, we are waiting for you."
Ma Su entered the door and looked at everyone, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings. He saluted King Qin and hurriedly looked at the unconscious Hua Rong: "Your Majesty, is she Mrs. Yue?"
The King of Qin made a loud sound: "Don't worry, you won't die."
He had been taking care of Hua Rong around the clock these days, feeding and changing her medicine without sloppiness at all. He was so tired that he lost a lot of weight. Ma Su looked at the pot of daffodils on the table and sighed. Secretly feeling sad, if I had such persistence as the king, how could the princess die? I don't dare, I have never dared. So I can only watch her return to the palace, watch her get married, watch her be executed. From the beginning to the end, I never dare to say "I like".
He looked at the pot of narcissus and then at King Qin. Who was more noble than the pirate or the emperor? For example, Zhao Deji and his ilk took the evil and shamelessness to the extreme, but the thieves in the eyes of the world actually still have some humanity and blood. He couldn't help but bow again, and he was sincere and sincere: "Your Majesty, in this life, Ma Su will follow you. You serve me wholeheartedly and never have second thoughts.”
King Qin stared at him, very surprised: "What are you doing?"
Ma Su did not answer, only said: "I have inquired secretly that Mr. Yue was quietly buried by the guards of Dali Temple Prison. But now I can't find out where he was buried. It's pitiful that Mr. Yue, a hero, ended up with such a tragic ending. "
"Oh, if you die, you will die. It doesn't matter what the body is like." King Qin grabbed a jar of wine from the table and poured it on the ground. He said as he poured it, "Yue Pengju, your boy will become a good man again after eighteen years. In the next life, I must kill Zhao Deji and Qin Hui to take revenge. If you have a spirit in heaven, please bless your wife and son in safety."
Everyone felt sad and lowered their heads together.
News of Yue Pengju's death quickly spread across the country, and the whole country of Jin celebrated with joy, especially the Jin army who had fought against Yue's army. They all drank freely, rushed to tell each other, and were overjoyed. At the same time, the peace talks between Song and Jin had basically been reached, and the wolf lord of Jin was He ordered Zhao Deji to be canonized as the "Chen Emperor", and he would be a minister to the Jin Dynasty from generation to generation, paying coins every year.
Zhao Deji was very happy when he received the canonization documents and gold book, and got a death-avoidance talisman. The career he had been looking forward to for many years as the Taiping Emperor was officially launched at this time. The rest is to go all out to welcome the return of Empress Dowager Wei. . He ordered people and horses, carried out large-scale construction projects, and made a lot of fuss. He had already decorated the Queen Mother's Palace with splendor and splendor. Everything was ready, and he only owed it to the Queen Mother.
A carriage stopped at the door, covered by a thick curtain.
King Qin went up to check it in person. The carriage was very comfortable and soft, and the carriage was driven by two veterans to ensure that the road was not bumpy. When he was satisfied, he went into the house and hugged Hua Rong, and walked out step by step. They got off the carriage. In the dusk, Ma Su and others got on the horse. Ma Su was dressed in a brocade robe and a valley scarf, like a handsome young man. When everyone looked at him, they thought he was a wealthy family traveling.
Palace lanterns, poems and riddles, chatting and laughing, the streets full of red and green, the Song Dynasty Empire was immersed in her incomparable joy. Ma Su glanced at the intoxicated people on the street and thought, how long can this peace last? In the end, who will destroy Song Dynasty? gold? Or who will destroy the Song and Jin Dynasties
The carriage rumbled away, and no one answered his question.
After walking for dozens of miles out of the countryside, he suddenly thought of a serious problem: before he set off, Uncle Yang had told him that if he wanted to "admonish" the king, he must try his best to train Yelu Dayong's army and achieve cooperation between the two sides. The words came to his mouth several times, but , but he didn't dare to "admonish" at all. At this moment, he asked King Qin to put down Hua Rong and go and complete his hegemony with Yelu Dayong. Is this possible
Island, sunshine, spring, flowers blooming.
A child was wearing a bright red carp bellyband, running on the beach with a smile, holding two golden soft fish in his hands. These days, he has learned to catch the fish firmly, and the fish kept struggling in his hands. , numb and itchy, he giggled happily, his little arms and legs were already tanned, but he was taller than other children of the same age, very strong, his big eyes blinked, reflecting the fish in his hand , as if there was an extra layer of golden light in his eyes.
From a distance, he saw a big man striding over. He held the fish in his hand, looked at it carefully, and laughed: "Dad... Dad..."
King Qin rushed over and hugged him: "Bad boy, do you miss me?"
His dark eyes rolled, he chuckled and brought the fish closer to his eyes: "Dad...Mom...Where is my mother? Where is my father?" King Qin felt sour, he remembered, he still remembered himself Dad.
"Boy, kneel down."
"No."
King Qin stretched out his hand, and the child knelt on the soft beach. He giggled, thinking that his father was playing with him.
"Kowtow to your father."
King Qin turned his body in the direction of Lin'an. The child had been taught by his mother to kowtow to "uncle", but now he kowtowed to "father". He didn't know the difference, but he followed it and thought it was very interesting. , kept laughing. After kowtowing nine times, King Qin picked him up and said, "Boy, remember, your father's name is Yue Pengju."
"Yue Pengju, Yue Pengju..." he murmured, struggling in King Qin's arms, "Mom. My mother..."
"Mom is here, you will see her soon."
The child couldn't wait any longer. The fish in his hand fell to the ground and kept shouting: "Mom, mom... where is my mother..."
Hua Rong's eyelids moved. The voice seemed to rise from the bottom of his heart and rang in his ears. His little hands were soft and chubby, like a wriggling insect, and he touched his face fatly. In a childish voice: "Mom, Mom, don't go to sleep..."
"Mom" - the son is calling him, one after another.
Along the way, she had heard this voice many times in hallucinations, but she didn't know if it was a dream or real. She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so sleepy that she couldn't open them. She wanted to reach out her hand. She was also powerless, unable to hold her, so she could only move slightly, caress, and caress her son. Then, she smiled. In this moment of comfort, she even forgot about her husband's death and where she was. She only knew that This soft man only knows that these soft little hands are so gentle and warm. They are Pengju's flesh and blood, his own flesh and blood, and he is still alive.
How good it is to be alive.
King Qin's eyes were hot, he hugged the little tiger head tightly, and gently covered her hand with his son's hand: "Girl, my son is here. My son has been waiting for you to come back."
She was in a daze when she heard his voice and her hand touched her son's soft hand. She felt so relieved. She was also grateful. Although she couldn't speak, she was grateful. In a daze, she felt grateful all the way.
But the little tiger head was frightened by the injured hands and kept retreating: Who is this woman? There are so many scars on the face, the eyes are closed tightly, and the body is wrapped with layers of cloth. Who is this? How could it be her own mother? She is not her mother.
"You brat, call mommy, hurry up..."
He broke away from the touch of those hands, took a step back, and cried "Wow": "Mom... no... this is not my mother..."
King Qin was furious: "You are a heartless boy, and your own mother can't recognize you? See if I don't spank you."
Hua Rong couldn't open her eyes, tears were streaming from the corners of her eyes.
The little tiger head stood timidly. After all, it was the nature of a mother and a child. When he saw the tears flowing from his tightly closed eyes, he couldn't help but shout: "Mom, my mother..."
The mother and son cuddled together, and he timidly stretched out his hand to touch his mother's face and the scars on her body. The child didn't know the severity, so he pulled slightly and touched the scars under the cloth, and Hua Rong felt a slight pain in his nose. the sound of.
"Be gentle, don't hurt mom."
King Qin picked him up, sighed, and said to the wet nurse: "Take the young master out. From today on, he will take him to greet the madam three times a day and accompany her."
"yes."
The room became quiet, and Hua Rong moved her hands slowly, trying to say something, but her lips moved, but she couldn't. King Qin bent down and sat next to her, and asked softly: "Girl, don't worry about the tiger head, I will take care of it." he."
"Qin Shangcheng, Qin Shangcheng..."
She opened her mouth, said this, and then closed her mouth with difficulty. She wanted to thank him, but she knew she didn't need to. She didn't need to thank him. In this world, the person she least needed to thank was him, and he didn't need!