Two days later, Liu Bu Wang was buried.
According to the custom of Jiyang, after people die, they are sent to the coffins on wooden boats and buried in water. The wooden boat is also called "the boat carrying the soul". Because Jiyang is close to the water, the people of Jiyang believe that the goddess of water will use the boat to carry people's souls to the other side.
He Yan went to see Liu Bu Wang on his last journey.
Liu Bu Wang was lying in the wooden coffin, his expression was very calm, he didn't know what he thought before he died, and the corner of his mouth was also smiling. He Yan put a handful of flowers in his hand on the wooden boat.
Her mentor-disciple friendship with Liu Buwang was actually very short-lived. It was Liu Buwang who pulled her out of the dead and taught her to bow and bow. The combination of his Qimen Dunjia and the military book He Yan had learned changed He Yan's life.
If it wasn't for the hand that Liu Buwang held out to her back then, she would probably have died in the desert of Moxian County long ago. After living a new life and meeting Liu Buwang again, I thought it was a gift from God, but this fate was like a flash in the pan, and it disappeared very quickly.
He Yan hated herself for not talking more to Liu Buwang, and now she has many regrets. She hadn't had time to ask Liu Buwang what happened to Mu Hongjin back then, and she hadn't had time to ask him where he had traveled all these years. She also had no chance to confide her own thoughts, those uncertain troubles, to Liu Buwang. In her life, the relationship between elders seems to be not very good. Due to the fate of his parents and relatives, it is even worse. Liu Buwang is also a teacher and a father, and now he has left.
There are more regrets in the world than perfection.
"Your Highness." He Yan heard Cui Yuezhi speak from behind him. She turned her head and saw Mu Hongjin walking over.
She didn't wear that red robe, but changed to black. Her long hair was braided and she wore a golden crown. She was still as beautiful and powerful as before, but there was a little more confusion in her expression. It made her look like a lost child who was vulnerable first.
He Yan stepped aside, and Mu Hongjin stepped forward and walked to the wooden boat.
The man on the boat, who was buried with only a sword and a harp, would stay in the wooden coffin together. He was so clean and handsome when he went down the mountain, and when he left the world, it was not polluted. Even though the boy in white is old, he still seems to be a boy.
Mu Hongjin stared blankly.
Xiao Jue said that when Liu Buwang was not around, she thought it was unbelievable at first, then it was ridiculous, and then a huge daze struck her, teaching her that it was hard to believe that this had happened.
But what happened is what happened, and many things will not be transferred by human will. And she is no longer a little girl who doesn't know anything, just bury her head in the pillow and lie to herself that she doesn't believe it.
So here she is.
Liu Buwang died to protect Jiyang City. Before he died, he set up a formation on the river bank in front of Huluzui, and did not tell anyone.
As always, he refused to say anything.
This is the only man she has ever loved in her life. Even if Liu Buwang had another person in his heart, they had already broken up for many years, but after all, he was worried, and Mu Hongjin would still be sad when he died.
"His Royal Highness." He Yan thought for a while, then stepped forward and spread his palm, "Do you know this?"
Mu Hongjin slowly turned her head and saw a silver bracelet lying in He Yan's hand. The bracelet was polished smooth and moist, and a small circle of daisies could be faintly engraved on the edge. For a moment, the images of the past filled his mind, and it seemed that an old woman's kind voice fell in his ears.
"This is called a heart-warming bracelet. Buy one and wear it on your sweetheart's hand. It will never be separated for the rest of your life."
"Liu Shaoxia, do you hear me, buy one for me!"
"She's not my sweetheart."
Mu Hongjin stared blankly at the bracelet in front of her, as if she was looking at a late gift, she only felt her throat tighten, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why do you have this?"
"Master was holding this bracelet tightly before he died. I think this should be very important to him." He Yan looked at Mu Hongjin, "Is this His Highness's bracelet?"
Mu Hongjin took the bracelet from He Yan's hand and murmured, "I don't know."
How would she know? Those jokes back then had already fallen into the depths of my memory, and I didn't even dare to bring out the memories. She had already confronted Liu Buwang that she didn't like her, but now the bracelet is clear, telling her plainly, that Liu Buwang had himself in his heart
How dare she believe it
How could she believe it
In He Yan's heart, there was also a powerless sadness. Liu Buwang had already left, and no one knew what happened back then, but she still wanted to defend Liu Buwang.
"His Royal Highness, I always feel that there may be many misunderstandings between you and Master about what happened back then." He Yan said, "It's just that the person is no longer there. If Your Highness knows this bracelet, please ask Your Highness to keep it for you. .If Your Highness finds it difficult... put it back in the wooden coffin."
"But I think," He Yan said softly, "If Master is still there, he will want you to keep it."
A gift that was not sent, a belated explanation, a frank confession, this was probably the most regrettable thing he had ever done.
But what is the use of regret, when a person dies, all the grievances related to it, whether they like it or not, whether they are willing or not, are gone.
The story ends here.
Mu Hongjin looked at the silver bracelet in her palm, and after a while, she slowly clenched her palm and said in a low voice, "I see."
Seeing her appearance, He Yan was about to put away the bracelet, and felt a little relieved. There wasn't much she could do for Liu Buwang, and now, this is the only thing she could do.
The wooden coffin was closed, and all kinds of wild flowers were piled up around the boat. Liu Buforgot went down the mountain in the spring, and now, he is going back to the spring. The river was clear, pushing the boat forward, getting further and further away, gradually disappearing into the blue waves between the mountains.
"What is the other side?" He Yan murmured in a low voice.
But who knows? Just like when Liu Buwang went down the mountain and met Mu Hongjin, he sneered at the "one lifetime" that the woman selling flowers said.
At that time, I only felt that my life was long, but it turned out that I had met a few people, listened to a few songs, met a few times and parted a few times, and my life was over.
…
After Liu Buwang's funeral was over, He Yan and his party were about to leave for Liangzhouwei.
Cui Yuezhi came to see them off, stood at the door of Cui's house, and taught people to keep moving things to the carriage.
"These are the specialties of Jiyang, you can take some back. Liangzhou doesn't have these things."
Lin Shuanghe supported his head with a fan, and said, "You don't need to bring this roasted rabbit. It's greasy, and it's not convenient to ride on the carriage."
"Take it," Cui Yuezhi insisted, "you take it and eat when you're hungry, Zhong Fu," he called the housekeeper to come over, "Are Xingzi ready?"
"Okay." Zhong Fu came over with a bag of red apricots. "They were all washed and cleaned. The governor and the girl on the way were thirsty and ate two, which quenched their thirst and tasted good."
He Yan: "..."
I don't know, I thought they were out on the green.
It's so kind.
"That's enough, Mr. Cui," He Yan said with a smile, "If we put more things on, the governor and I will have nowhere to sit."
Cui Yuezhi looked at the stuffed carriage, and finally gave up and said with a smile: "Okay, that's it. Your stay in my Cui Mansion is too short, and the time is longer, I will take you to the end. The whole of Jiyang City." Speaking of this, he solemnly bowed to Xiao Jue and He Yan and gave a big gift, "The difficulty of Jiyang City this time is thanks to Governor Xiao and Miss He, who also There is Master Liu. This great kindness and great virtue, Cui Mou will never forget, and the people of Jiyang will also remember your kindness. If there is a place for Cui Mou in this life, and a place for Jiyang City, Cui Mou and Ji The people of Yang will definitely go through fire and water, and they will do whatever they want."
"Miss He, if there is a chance in the future, you must come to Jiyang City to play more." It was Cui Yuezhi's fourth concubine who spoke, and she said with a smile: "Next time you stay longer, the concubines will do it for you. delicious."
The second concubine looked at Xiao Jue, smiled and said, "So does Dudu Xiao."
Aunt Wei glared at the two of them, stepped forward to hold He Yan's hand, and instructed, "Be careful on the road."
He Yan nodded with a smile. Just as he was talking, someone came to spread the word: "Master Zhongqi, Mu Yi brought someone here, and said to say goodbye to Miss He."
Xiao Jue raised her eyebrows, and He Yan asked, "Say goodbye to me?"
The people that Mu Yi brought were the fifty people who planned to go with He Yan to set fire to Utuo's warship. Among the fifty people, twenty people died due to the war, but half of them were saved. At this moment, the remaining twenty or so people heard that He Yan was leaving, and came along with Mu Yi to thank He Yan.
"Thanks to Miss He," a young man scratched his head, "otherwise we might not be alive now. Before Miss He leaves, the brothers plan to come and say thank you to Miss He."
Mu Yi took out a wooden frame from his arms and handed it to He Yan: "This is a gift from everyone to Miss He."
He Yan took it and took a look. It was a piece of wood carved from a whole piece of wood. There was a sea of fire carved on it. At the bow of the boat stood a young woman in armor. This woman was holding a long whip and had long hair behind her head. Gathered up high, heroic and dazzling.
He Yan looked at it for a while, then asked hesitantly, "This is... me?"
"Yes." Another person said: "We collected some money together and found the best craftsmen in Jiyang City to carve it out. However, the charm of Miss He was still not carved, and Miss He beat Shen Wu with a whip at that time. It was really exciting to watch when I was entrusting the military ship, but it was much more powerful than the engraving on this painting!"
"That's right, this painting can also engrave Miss He's face, which is not as beautiful as Miss He herself!"
"That's right, Miss He is so beautiful that even gods can't draw it."
At the end, there were all serious compliments, which made He Yan blush. Well, she felt the enthusiasm of the men in Jiyang at this moment.
Cui Yuezhi smiled and looked in front of him.
Mu Yi looked at He Yan and said, "Does Miss He have to go back to Liangzhou?"
He Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied, "I still have important things to do."
"So." A trace of regret flashed in the young man's eyes, but for a moment, he stared into He Yan's eyes again and asked seriously, "Will you come to Jiyang City in the future?"
Mu Yi was born handsome and masculine, and when his sincere and slightly embarrassed eyes fell on people, it was really overwhelming. Even if He Yan realized it later, facing such eyes, he understood a little bit. She was a little embarrassed and moved, and no one would remain indifferent when faced with a sincere relationship.
It is an honor to be admired by others.
"I like Jiyang City very much." She smiled and looked at Mu Yi, "If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely come back."
Mu Yi was startled, scratched his head, and smiled stupidly.
"Hey," Lin Shuanghe shook his fan, leaned close to Xiao Jue's ear, and said, "I said earlier, my sister He's sensuality and temperament will definitely be lovable. But take good care of my sister He."
Xiao Jue sneered, seemingly unbelievable, "What kind of vision?"
"Of course it's good eyesight." Lin Shuanghe put away his fan, "You know, gold always shines."
While the two were talking, another person came out of the house. This person was wearing a sky blue robe, thin and warm, and it was Chu Zhao. Beside Chu Zhao, Ying Xiang was carrying a burden.
"Fourth Young Master Chu?" Cui Yuezhi was stunned for a moment.
Cui Yuezhi already knew the relationship between Chu Zhao and Xiao Jue from Mu Hongjin's mouth. The relationship between these two people is not confrontation, and their positions are different. Mu Hongjin has arranged them in one place, of course, there is a reason for checks and balances. Speaking of which, the military defense map and news sent by Chu Zhao could not be blamed for defeating the Uto people this time. But Cui Yuezhi was a martial artist, and he had a sense of mutual sympathy for Xiao Jue. Later, he fought side by side with Xiao Jue. The balance in his heart had already fallen to Xiao Jue. Therefore, towards Chu Zhao, he was a little polite and unfamiliar.
"Where is the fourth son of Chu going to fight?" Cui Yuezhi asked.
"I came to Jiyang this time because of the Uto people. This is over, and I should say goodbye to everyone." He smiled slightly, "I didn't tell Master Cui before, and I didn't want to trouble Master Cui. These few days The battlefield near the canal is cleaned up, and Master Cui should also be incapable of being cloned."
"He said that because he is very understanding, and we are very pretentious." Lin Shuanghe approached Xiao Jue and whispered: "He is too good at talking."
Cui Yuezhi smiled and said, "The fourth son of Chu is very polite. You should say it in advance. No matter how busy Cui is, there is still time to practice for the fourth son of Chu. However," Cui Yuezhi looked at Xiao Jue, "the fourth son of Chu If the young master sets out today, wouldn’t he be able to walk with Governor Xiao, and he wouldn’t be too lonely along the way.”
When Xiao Jue heard the words, her expression was indifferent, and she was stingy to give even a trace of pretense of happiness.
He Yan thought to himself, Cui Yuezhi's politeness was a little stiff. Chu Zhao was afraid that he deliberately picked today so that we could go together.
However, what she didn't expect was that Chu Zhao heard the words and said with a smile, "Yeah, it just so happens that our destination is also Liangzhouwei."
Liangzhou Wei
He Yan was surprised: "Chu... Why did the fourth son go to Liangzhou Wei?"
Xiao Jue raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on him.
"I have already written to tell Xu Xiang about the military affairs in Jiyang." Chu Zhao smiled, "I will stay in Liangzhou Guard until His Majesty's decree comes down. After all, the affairs of Jiyang are from the beginning. The tail is present."
He didn't go on, but everyone knew what he meant.
Cui Yuezhi was stunned inwardly. The open and secret struggle in the court has become so intense now? No wonder it will give the Uto people a chance.
When Xiao Jue heard the words, he snorted first, and then said with a smile instead of a smile: "The fourth son of Chu wants to live in Liangzhouwei, that's fine."
"But Liangzhou Wei, this commander has the final say."
Chu Zhao replied with a smile.
He ignored Chu Zhao and turned around and got into the carriage. He Yan's gaze towards Chu Zhao was also different. This person... seems to be intentional.
Deliberately to the point of not even covering up.
She saluted Chu Zhao and said, "Brother Chu, I'll get on the carriage first."
Before Chu Zhao could speak, He Yan hurriedly got into the carriage. With Chu Zhao's provocation, Second Young Master Xiao is definitely not happy. At this juncture, he can't pluck the hair on the tiger's head. If Xiao Jue is irritated and she is not allowed to enter the Nanfu army, this trip is really in vain. Come.
The act of her hurriedly getting on the carriage fell into Chu Zhao's eyes. Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled. After saying goodbye to Cui Yuezhi and others one by one, he calmly got into his carriage with Yingxiang.
The carriage drove out of the city.
Lin Shuanghe lifted the curtain of the carriage and glanced out the window. The city of Jiyang has just passed the Utuo military affairs, and it is not as lively as before. But the rivers, big and small, remained the same, and the boats floated quietly. It won't be long before I think about it, and I will return to the lively and lively scene before.
When he came, Quan Dang was playing a game, but when he really wanted to leave, he felt a lot of sadness. Lin Shuanghe looked at it and sighed.
He Yan was still holding the woodcut that Mu Yi and a group of people gave her. Where the finger traces, the woman painted on it has a bit of the grace of a former female general.
Seeing her action, Xiao Jue laughed, "Aren't you afraid to take it back and show it to others in Liangzhou Wei?"
In the past, a face person was in all kinds of difficulties and entanglements. Now, such a big woodcut painting, she is like a treasure, and she never mentions the words "it's over when someone finds out her identity as a woman". .
"I can't really say it. It's for my fiancee. Isn't this what the Governor taught me." He Yan said, "So many people and so many thoughts, it's hard to be kind, and it's hard to be kind."
Her mouth was modest, but her eyes were full of contentment and self-satisfaction. Xiao Jue only found it funny, she leaned back slightly, a smile flashed in her eyes, and said indifferently, "It's very popular."
The carriage gradually moved away.
Mu Hongjin stood on the shore, surrounded by green hills, and could no longer see the shadow of the soul-carrying boat. The former teenager returned to the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and she will continue to sit here, sitting on the high seat in the cold hall.
It is her responsibility.
"Little Highness is already on his way back." The maid beside him whispered, "His Royal Highness, let's go back to the manor too."
Mu Hongjin nodded, glanced at the end of the long river for the last time, and turned around. The wide-sleeved robe, majestic and beautiful, seemed to have a silver light on his wrist, and disappeared very quickly.
I don't know where the tourists came, wearing bamboo hats and holding bamboo sticks, walking along the river bank and singing, their voices drifted along the wind in the river, and gradually disappeared.
"Returning people still think about the courtyard, how can I comfort the loneliness now... I feel the bitter cold, I have a thin quilt, I ride a thin horse alone on the waning moon... I also know that life has to be different, but I am afraid that the years will drift. The cold lamp is relatively memory of the past, why is the night rain? Listening to bleak..."
End of volume four
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Jiyang copy completed!