Most of Li Hong's original character of vengeance should be inherited from Wu Mei, so a sea of flowers was ruined because of Li Hong. The final victims would not be Huniu and Bai Qi, let alone an arm that is still recovering from injury. Bai Chun, of course, was Li Hong who fired a shot and killed a rabbit.
The sworn Li Hong swore a poisonous oath in front of Wu Mei, and he would definitely give her a surprise when the flowers bloom next year.
So after Wu Mei ignored Li Hong lukewarmly for a few days, the injury to Huahai was considered over, but Li Hong also started his hard-working career as a gardener.
The government affairs of Chang'an City seemed to have completely distanced themselves from Li Hong from the day Li Hong left, as if he, the current Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, had completely transformed into an ordinary citizen.
No one has ever doubted that the Prince of Jianguo wanted to ascend the throne in advance and wanted Li Hong to take the Zen throne. Even Li Ye sent several memorials to Liangshan and wanted to come to Liangshan to visit Li Hong and Wu Mei, but they were all rejected by Li Hong. .
When Bai Chun asked about the reason, Li Hong naturally said that he didn't want his son to see his father living like a nobody in Liangshan, working as a gardener for the Empress Dowager.
A telescope is often hung around Li Hong's neck, and Wu Mei's head sketched by himself, as well as the portrait of Li Zhi back then, are often held in his hands and pondered over.
Princess Dalai came to Liangshan for two months and then returned to Chang'an. The same was true for Yeyue. Although their hearts were in Liangshan now, because of the relationship between King Donghai and King Jiling, they had to run around and be busy. .
One was the princess of the Japanese Kingdom, and the other was the princess of the Dashi Kingdom. Even if they didn't want to, they couldn't disobey Li Hong's decision, so they had to let their own prince become the King of East China Sea and Ji Ling of the Tang Dynasty. king.
The sea of flowers on the sunny hillside finally became sluggish before the arrival of autumn. As the wind direction changed and the temperature dropped, while resisting nature, it also had to succumb to nature, slowly day by day. The pleasing color faded, slowly turning from green to yellow, and then withered and dormant, waiting for the warm current to awaken them in the coming year.
After the long winter, the government affairs of the court began to gradually send memorials to Liangshan. Some of them were not decided by Li Ye, so they invited them. Some of them were handled by Li Ye himself and presented to Li Hong. past purpose.
Liangshan has changed a lot in the past ten years, but it is also very small. The population has not increased much. Yiyang and Gao'an have become frequent visitors. Li Lingyue will live in Liangshan twenty days a month.
Li Sujie and Li Shangjin would come and stay once a year. Li Xian, Li Zhe, and Li Dan were all extremely wealthy princes of the Tang Dynasty. Without Li Hong, who deprived and defrauded them of their money, they were unknowingly much richer. He had an emperor's nephew who used his grievances to gain sympathy, so every year a large amount of money was defrauded by the nephew of the current prince who used his grievances to gain sympathy.
In winter, the courtyards of Liangshan are even more serene and unique. Although the leaves are withered and yellow, desolating the original delicacy of the mountains, every stone, tree, and house in the courtyard seems to be With its unique concept and beauty, even though the mountains and plains are now yellow and desolate, the entire courtyard still gives people a different kind of exquisite beauty.
Wu Mei and Li Hong would still walk on the path in the mountains as usual, with Huniu and Bai Qi each carrying a tail behind them.
Just like telling a story, the history of the Tang Dynasty, the history of the Song Dynasty, the short-lived Yuan Dynasty, the glory of the Ming Dynasty, the decline of the Qing Dynasty, the three peoples of the Republic of China, and then the birth of the Republic are like a fairy tale. Li Hong told Wu Mei about the paradise-like Liangshan, and then Wu Mei thought about it carefully, then sat down and summarized it with her own ideas.
But no matter which dynasty or generation it was, when Li Hong asked about Wu Mei, Wu Mei always shook her head and smiled and said nothing. In her opinion, no matter which dynasty it was, it seemed that it was not as good as the era she was in now. It makes people fascinated, happy and yearning.
Especially after Wu Mei carefully thought out the notes on the huge map in the room, especially after she marked the emperor's heroic words about guarding the country, Youzhou gradually asked her to change it to Peking, and then finally changed it to Peking. became Beijing.
Until now, even after Li Hong had told about his situation in his previous life, Wu Mei had never asked her about how future generations would evaluate her when she ascended the throne as emperor and changed the title of her country to Queen of Zhou. .
Although she knows that in the 21st century that Li Hong mentioned, she will often be performed by others like today's operas, but... In her own heart, even Li Hong only understands seven percent of the others. Yes, maybe no one in the world can truly understand it.
To Li Hong's surprise, Wu Mei would be jealous. The existence of the identity and memory of nine reincarnations and ten lives proved that Li Hong would have parents in every life. What made Wu Mei jealous was that when Li Hong told about that When the relationship between herself and her parents was over, Wu Mei walked away and ignored him for several days.
It seems that everyone in the courtyard has become accustomed to the cold war between mother and son from time to time, but this time it is different. It has been a full half month, and Wu Mei is still unwilling to talk to Li Hong, even at the beginning During the Cold War, Wu Mei locked herself in the courtyard for three days and three nights without taking a step.
"It looks like it's going to snow. Queen mother, haven't you reconciled with me these days?" Bai Chun was wearing a white fur coat. Li Hong said that she was becoming more and more demonic as she got older. She didn't even age. Did she become a vixen? have to.
The mountain wind ruffled the long hair on the back of Bai Chun's head. The hair danced with the wind and disturbed her forehead, which also made Bai Chun's thoughts uneasy. She really didn't want to see Wu Mei and Li Hong because they were inexplicably confused. , and the cold war was about things that no one knew about.
"There is no reconciliation, and you won't see me at all now. Let's talk about it some time later." Li Hong couldn't figure out what happened to his mother at first, but later he gradually understood that his mother loved him the most among his four brothers, but he... " Those who love themselves have a mother who loves them in every life.
"The memorial for Imperial Concubine Dalai, and the memorial for Ye Yue." Bai Chun stretched out his hand that was slightly red from the cold, and handed the two memorials to Li Hong.
Li Hong not only took the memorial, but also held Bai Chun's hand: "Why don't you go back first? Your hands are so cold that you almost lose consciousness, right?"
"It's okay, I'm not cold." Bai Chun smiled and watched Li Hong holding up the telescope and still looking at the sunny hillside. But on the hillside, the sea of flowers that he had harmed in the summer had turned into a wilderness. generally.
"Some people say that the emperor of Japan cannot be overthrown. Haha, I moved so many of our gods back then, including Chiyou who rode a panda to conquer the north and south. I don't believe that they can't overthrow Amaterasu. ." Li Hong looked at the memorial of Princess Dalai. There was nothing else. Her son, the King of Donghai, had led the Tang Navy to the Japanese Kingdom.
This time when he went to Japan, Prince Otsu wanted to wait for his nephew at the seaside as a courtier.
As for Amaterasu, because of the gods that Li Hong moved there many years ago, with the advancement and evolution of time, and the coverage of Tang culture, today, although it is not completely able to defeat Amaterasu, it is on par with Amaterasu. It is already the common understanding of the Japanese people that the emperor is no longer the only one.
"But over there in Dashi, things seem to be unsatisfactory. It's a pity that Yeyue has been running around all these years..."
"The power of that scripture is so powerful. I thought it could completely replace it. I didn't expect that we are still in a coexistence situation now, but it is already pretty good. Whatever happens in the future, who cares, as long as I am the one east of Congling. It is enough that the territory of the Tang Dynasty cannot be divided by anyone. As for the west of Congling, it depends on what will happen in the battle between Yeyue and Saleh. Okay, forget about these things. Let Li Ye worry about it." He grabbed Bai Chun's hand and put it in his wide sleeves. The delicate little hands that he had held for many years gradually became warmer at this moment, but Bai Chun's face was so cold because of the mountain wind. The reason is that it becomes like a red apple.
"By the way, how's your mother doing recently? I heard that you sometimes read the poem she wrote back then?" Li Hong took Bai Chun's hand and began to slowly go down the mountain to the courtyard halfway up the mountain.
"Looking at Zhu Chengbi thinking a lot, haggard and fragmented, I remember you. If you don't believe it, I often shed tears recently, and I opened the box to check the pomegranate skirt. This is a poem that my mother wrote in Ganye Temple. It was also because of this poem that my father made up his mind. She returned to Tai Chi Palace after welcoming her mother. Will she often read this poem when she has nothing to do?" She held Bai Chun's hand and looked at Bai Chun when she walked to the courtyard door.
The room was still very warm. Bai Chun, who had been injured for a hundred days, no longer needed Li Hong to serve him. So after watching Bai Chun return to their courtyard, Li Hong still couldn't help but walk through the bamboo forest to the next door. Walk to Wu Mei's courtyard.
Bai Qi was enjoying the cold wind outside. Before Li Hong could get closer, he moved his ears and immediately walked towards the direction where Li Hong was coming. He bared his teeth and roared, and then was kicked by Li Hong. , and ran away in despair.
Wu Mei did not tell Li Hong to leave, which was beyond someone's expectations, so when the old Wang Lou stood at the door and invited him in, Li Hong felt a little stupid.
But in the end, he still had to bite the bullet and walked into the warm spring-like room. The study was filled with smoke, and a faint fragrance spread in the room. Li Hong's mother, on the other hand, looked at the book in her hand for a while. Look at the huge map, or instruct the young palace maid next to her to mark the map of Liangshan, and slowly draw the next perfect plan for Liangshan on the drawing.
Turning her head, she casually glanced at Li Hong, who brought a lot of chill, and then Wu Mei continued to work on the work in her hands. According to her vision, Liangshan was like a paradise that was completely her own, even Everything behind her was planned completely and carefully by her.
In short, the two not-so-high peaks of Liangshan Mountain are as if they were turned into a pure garden by Wu Mei. Apart from the current courtyard, there will be no other buildings here. Everything, including the back mountain, has been Wu Mei re-covered it with flowers, plants, trees, etc., except for the sea of flowers on the sunny slope. Wu Mei did not make any other moves, obviously leaving it to Li Hong, waiting to see if he can really do it next year. Give yourself a surprise.
After Li Hong took the initiative to reconcile with Long Ma on that day, mother and son finally returned to their usual self, and began to walk on the mountain paths every day, or go to the Qianling Mausoleum together to visit the people lying in the mausoleum. Li Zhi for many years.
The snow unknowingly began to dance in the air, and the gloomy sky seemed to be filled with gloom. The Jinwu Guards obeyed Wu Mei's will and gave up the plan to clear the snow. At the huge stone door of Qianling Mausoleum, Wu Mei Once again, he stroked the huge stone door with his hand.
In the mountains and plains, white snow gradually began to cover every inch of the land. Li Hong was wearing a black fur and looked at Wu Mei and Bai Chun, who were also wearing white furs.
"Look at Zhu Chengbi thinking a lot, looking haggard and separated in memory of you. If you don't believe me, she often sheds tears recently, so she opens the box to check for the pomegranate skirt." Wu Mei once again recited the poem she wrote out of love in Ganye Temple, and then read Bai Chun smiled and said: "When people get old, they just like to recall the past. The time when I was with your father at Ganye Temple. Everything that follows seems like a dream. Times have changed and time flies by so fast. It was already dusk in a blink of an eye.”
"Actually, I think this poem you wrote back then is more sincere than the poems he wrote." Bai Chun smiled. The huge stone door was a forbidden area for her. Wu Mei could touch it, but she Never touch.
"His poems were all plagiarized by standing on the shoulders of giants. We were all deceived by him. In fact, he doesn't know shit. He can't even write limericks." Wu Mei kept stroking Shimen with her hands, smiling. said with a smile.
Li Hong, on the other hand, shrugged speechlessly and said whatever you wanted to say. Looking at Jin Wuwei who was almost turning into a snowman not far away, Li Hong couldn't help but shake the snowflakes all over his body.
He waved an umbrella and took it from the hands of the commander of the Jinwu Guard, and then held the umbrella for Wu Mei himself, while Bai Chun swept away the scattered unmelted snowflakes on Wu Mei's body.
There were three people with two umbrellas. Bai Chun held an umbrella alone and followed behind, stepping on the footprints left on the snow, step by step. Li Hong and Wu Mei in front held an umbrella together. The three of them left two lines of footprints and started. Slowly walked towards the path between the mountains and back to the courtyard.
"It's snowing heavily and everything is quiet. Even Hu Niu and Bai Qi are too lazy to come out. By the way, the territory you mentioned about the genius of the grassland is really larger than the territory of the Tang Dynasty today. Is it big?" Wu Mei put her hands in her sleeves. Fortunately, the snow on Liangshan Mountain had not been stepped on, so they did not have to worry about their feet being too slippery when walking side by side.
"Well, you can put it that way. But..."
"You don't appreciate him? Why?" Wu Mei frowned. In her opinion, Datang's territory should be the largest and the best.
"By the way, there is a poem that is good and very suitable for the occasion. Do you want to listen to it? Bai Chun, do you want to listen to it?" Li Hong looked back at Bai Chun and said loudly.
"Listen to the queen. If the queen wants to listen, I will listen. If the queen doesn't want to listen, the slave will stop listening." Bai Chun followed behind him and said with a sweet smile. Then from time to time, he would squat down, grab the snowball, and walk into Li Hong After that, he aimed at Li Hong's back and hit him.
Due to his low strength and the thick clothes Li Hong wore, Li Hong basically couldn't even feel the loose snowballs hitting Li Hong except for the sound of Bai Chun amusing himself alone.
Wu Mei occasionally looked back at Bai Chun, but she just smiled slightly, nodded, and asked Li Hong to read out poems that he felt were appropriate and heroic for the occasion.
"The scenery of the North is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the rivers up and down suddenly lose their torrents. Silver snakes are dancing in the mountains, and wax figures are galloping in the mountains, wanting to compete with the gods. On a sunny day, look at the red clothes Wrapped in plain clothes, it is extremely enchanting.
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow down. I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Emperor Zong of Tang and Song Dynasty were slightly less elegant. The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles. It's all gone, let's count the famous people, but let's look at the present. "
Bai Chun followed behind and listened in trance, not because of the domineering and heroic words, but because she vaguely heard the gentle sound of Wu Mei's voice.
"By the way, the queen would like to know, in the future world, are there other names for parents?"
"Yes, there are many, such as mother, mother, etc., but the ones that were used the most later are not used now? But the ones that people recognize the most are probably the babies in the whole world who are babbling when they open their mouths. , will call mom.”
"What are you shouting for...?"
"Call Mom."
"mom?"
"mom."
"Mom." Bai Chun followed suit and followed suit.
"Mom." Li Hong felt a little embarrassed and shouted again at Wu Mei's request.
But Wu Mei agreed very usefully. As Ma's voice became louder and louder, it began to echo in the valley. As Bai Chun's voice joined in, Wu Mei's voice of agreement became more and more full of happiness and joy. joy.
The flowers bloomed and everything revived. Wu Mei, who got up early, saw Li Hong and Bai Chun rushing in before she had time to eat. They shouted happily: "Mom, the flowers are blooming, go and see the sunny patch." break."
"Is there anything good to see? Have you finished the sea of flowers for me?"
"Just look at it and you'll find out."
This time, Li Hong did not take the telescope again. Instead, he and Bai Chun took Wu Mei to the place where Li Hong held the telescope in one hand and the drawings of Wu Mei and Li Zhi's portraits in the other, looking at the sunny slope many times.
Wu Mei slowly turned around with the support of Li Hong and Bai Chun. The sun was shining brightly and the wind was gentle. Wu Mei saw that her face could only appear in the mirror, and was attracted by the sea of flowers on Xiangyang Slope. It was painted vividly, just like my own face in the mirror, which was moved intact to the sea of flowers.
She had a picturesque smile, graceful and elegant but with a hint of a little woman, nestling on Li Zhi's shoulder.
(End of chapter)