Half a month after the prince's wedding, Emperor Wei named his youngest son the king of Yunzhong, and the Ministry of Rites arranged for him to marry Pei Wenjing, the daughter of the Duke of Wei.
In the spring of the following year, Emperor Wei died of illness, and the crown prince succeeded him. Three months later, the new emperor, on the grounds of ancestral system, sent the King of Yunzhong to Wuding, Yunnan.
It was secretly rumored in the court that King Yunzhong was hated by the new emperor, and on the day he left the capital, except for a few people such as Pei Xian, there was no one else to see him.
After trekking all the way, after a few months, Xiao Lie and his party finally entered Yunnan, and then went to Wuding, the vassal land, without stopping.
At that time, Wuding was just a chaotic city on the southwestern border. It was only under the jurisdiction of the imperial court more than ten years ago. It was far less prosperous and stable than decades later. The roads were dilapidated, the people's livelihood was desolate, and thieves were rampant. It only took one day to enter the country. On the wild path, there were two robbers. The robbers were extremely vicious. Fortunately, Xiao Lie had heard of it long ago and guarded the carriage that Pei Wenjing was riding. The guards beheaded Yu Dao.
The king of Yunzhong came here, and the news spread like wildfire, and the bandits fled when they heard the news. In the next few days, the road was peaceful.
When the carriage that the princess was riding was about to arrive at Wuding City, due to the heavy rain, the road was bumpy, the wheels fell into the muddy pits, the axles were broken, and it was unable to move forward.
There is no village in front, no shop in the back, and it was almost evening, in order to avoid sleeping in the wilderness, Pei Wenjing changed to the carriage with luggage behind, crowded in the corner, and finally entered the city before dark and arrived at the palace .
The palace is where the former city lord's government office was located. Although the place is large, when the imperial court reverted to this place more than ten years ago, it was burned by war, and more than half of the house was damaged.
The room where Xiao Lie and Pei Wenjing lived that night was the best room in the palace, but it was raining too much. In the middle of the night, the tiled roof in the corner of the house began to leak, and the rainwater slowly seeped along the walls and accumulated. The water flowed to the bottom of the bed, poured into the hole in the ground, and the squirrel escaped out of the hole, but could not find a way out of the house for a while. Voice.
The hard work of traveling, the dilapidation of the vassal land, and the bleak future... Nothing could cool the two young people's close-knit hearts. The energy of the young man seemed to be endless. , I just saw that the beautiful wife was really tired, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, and she couldn't bear to force her any more, so she put her to sleep.
Pei Wenjing was falling asleep dimly when he was awakened by a crawling mouse above his head, screamed, and fell into the arms of the man beside him, holding him tightly with a pair of jade arms.
Xiao Lie smiled, kissed her, comforted her, and finally wrapped her body with a quilt, got out of bed by himself, drew his sword to drive away the mice, and finally drove these uninvited guests away. He lifted the tent and went to bed, saw that she was still huddled in the bed with her head covered and her head covered. After hearing the movement of his going to bed, a pair of bright eyes appeared from under the bed, and quickly glanced at the top of the tent, and asked him, is the rat gone
Xiao Lie wanted to scare her again, so that she could get into his arms like before, hug him, and don't let go.
He loved the feeling of being hugged tightly by her for protection, as if he was her god.
But the moment he met her beautiful eyes, his mood suddenly dropped.
She used to be the jewel in the palm of the Pei Mansion, like a precious Guerlain, and she deserved the most precious care in the world, but now she has followed her, far away from the bustling capital, and came to this southwestern border, where she has to suffer a lot.
His name is Prince, and she is his princess. But he couldn't even give her a room where she could sleep peacefully when she was tired.
The smile on his lips gradually disappeared.
"Ajing, blame me for my incompetence and make you suffer with me..."
he said in a low voice.
This journey has been turbulent. She has been raised since childhood, and she has never complained for a while.
In his heart, he felt more and more guilty.
Pei Wenjing looked at him, but a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
"I've never felt any pain. I'm your wife. Wherever you go, I'll go too. We are together, and we will never be apart."
Her voice was gentle, but her words revealed a kind of tenacity that went straight to the bottom of his heart.
The young King of Clouds, staring at the face by the pillow that has been haunting him in his dreams since he was a teenager, slowly leaned over, hugged her tightly in his arms, and kissed her lovingly, as if she was a The most precious treasure in the world.
Indeed, she is his most precious treasure in this world.
He almost lost her, lost forever, and how lucky he is to sleep with her like this tonight.
The young prince who didn't know the taste of sorrow, was gone and never returned.
At this moment, he swears in his heart that he will do his best for the rest of his life and give her the best he can give her.
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Three years later, the old Duke of Wei, who was unemployed after being deprived of his post, died. Xiao Lie asked him to go to Beijing for his funeral, but Emperor Tianxi refused. Later, Xiao Lie was accused of conspiring to rebel before Emperor Tianxi. King Shun An also participated in the rebellion, and Pei Xian, who had just inherited the title, also participated in the rebellion. Emperor Tianxi was furious, put Pei Xian in prison, cut down the king of Xiao Lie, and ordered to send troops to arrest and question the crime.
According to Wei Shuzai, at the beginning of Sejong’s uprising, there were only a few tens of thousands of troops, but the army and horses of the imperial court numbered hundreds of thousands. Everyone said that if the cockroach shook the tree, there was no doubt that he would lose. Unexpectedly, God also helped him. At the same time, news of Emperor Tianxi's death from a sudden illness came out in the palace. It was said that before his death, it was rumored that King Shun'an, who had always won the emperor's heart, was in an uproar. After the emperor seized the throne, Xiao Lie took the opportunity to win people's hearts, bucked the trend, and helped him in many ways.
That year, Xiao Lie was only twenty-five years old, and he and Empress Pei had a pair of children, and they were very happy.
On the first night of Shangyuan after he ascended the throne, he held Empress Pei's hand, and the two stood side by side on the top of the high-rise building in the Hall of Picking Stars, looking at the bright lights of the city, recalling the night of Shangyuan when he was fifteen years old, two people. People looked at each other and smiled, and they all missed it.
It's night, the emperor's night talk, late at night.
In the emperor's mind, the dream that woke him up in the military tent in the field outside the Great Wall that night many years ago reappeared again.
The eyes of the young man staring at him in the dream are still deeply imprinted in his mind until this moment, and it is hard to forget.
He will never be forgotten in his entire life.
The person in the dream must have some kind of connection with himself that he does not know, and this connection is deeply rooted and cannot be separated.
The emperor's intuition convinced him of this.
He wanted to know who he was and what he was for. Heaven's secret dreamed, which fulfilled him and the person in his heart, and then changed the fate of the two.
He wants to know more about where he is now and what he is doing. In this life, will he be able to see him again
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The year after Xiao Lie ascended the throne, and the first year of Zhaoping, in Quanzhou city on the southeast coast, a wealthy merchant family surnamed Zhen was beaming today.
Uncle Zhen's grandfather was kind to an official family surnamed Meng in his early years. Master Meng married a daughter to the Zhen family. The young couple had a very good relationship and were very affectionate. They had already given birth to a son named Zhen Yaoting. Today, Mrs. Meng gave birth to a daughter again. The daughter, Yu Xue, was cute, well-behaved and clever. She was named Jiafu, and was raised by the couple as a darling.
In the blink of an eye, a few years have passed, and the Zhen family's business has grown bigger and bigger, and has become the richest man in Quanzhou. . This year, Mrs. Meng took a pair of children to the Jinxian Temple in Nanshan to pray to the Buddha and make a wish for her husband to go to sea safely. After marrying to the Zhen family, whenever her husband went to sea with the boat, such prayers to the Buddha became indispensable for Mrs. Meng. a pious thing.
The Golden Buddha Temple is located in the south mountain outside the city. It is an ancient temple for thousands of years. It is said that thousands of years ago, the Zen master who built the temple by almsgiving realized the Dao and cultivated into an Arhat, hence the name Golden Buddha. In the mountains, the peaks are stacked, the clear springs are chirping, the green pines and cypresses in the temple, and the birds are singing.
Because there was a dharma meeting that day, Mr. Meng went to listen to the dharma after his devout worship of the Buddha. After eating vegetarian food at noon, seeing that Xiao Jiafu was sleepy, Mrs. Meng led a pair of children to the quiet room to take a nap, and asked the maid to accompany her, and she went to the front to continue listening to the Fa.
Xiao Jiafu's elder brother Yao Ting was naughty since he was a child. How could he sleep honestly? Reluctantly closed his eyes for a moment, when he saw his mother was gone, and while the maid who was taking care of him was out of the house, he quietly nudged his sister to wake up and leaned into her ear. Little Jiafu was taken to the back temple by her brother.
Today, there are many pilgrims in the temple, and every spring, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and tourists are constantly coming and going. My brother is like a skin monkey, drowning in the crowd. Little Jiafu has short legs and can't catch up for a while. He turned his head and disappeared. The figure, holding back the panic in his heart, looked for a moment, not only could he not find his brother, but also found that he had walked to a remote and empty place without knowing it. Not only could he not find the way back, but he could not even see half , I was afraid, and couldn't help but shed tears.
While wiping away her tears, she called out to her brother, but her brother was never seen, and she seemed to be walking further and further away. In the end, she didn't dare to leave. She stopped on the mountain road and started crying. Suddenly I heard a gentle voice in my ear: "What's wrong with you?"
Jiafu raised her eyes, and with her tears in her eyes, she saw a strange young man standing under the peach tree by the roadside.
He looked about the same age as his brother, and the clothes on his body had been washed and turned white, but they were clean and spotless. He held a book in his hand, and he seemed to be attracted by his own crying when he was reading a book nearby.
He was as thin as bamboo, very good-looking, his eyes were dark and bright, and the bright little Jiafu could almost see his own projection in his pupils.
For some reason, the moment she saw him, all her panic and fear disappeared suddenly.
She felt as if she had seen him somewhere, but she couldn't remember.
Jiafu forgot to cry and stared blankly at the man in front of her.
"Don't be afraid. I'll take you back right away."
The young man put down the book, squatted down, and gently wiped away the tears and snot that he had just cried with his sleeve with his sleeves, and he didn't think she was dirty at all. He folded another peach blossom for her and handed it to her.
Xiao Jiafu burst into tears and laughed, took the peach blossom he gave her, looked up at this gentle and handsome little boy, and asked, "Who are you? Where do you live?"
The young man looked at the pink-toothed little girl in front of him, who was looking up at him with a small face, and was silent, with thousands of soft lights in the bottom of his eyes.
In her previous life, she had asked him for help in a desperate situation. After a short meeting, the two never met again, and they each went their own way in life.
She was buried alive in the underground palace, and he died in a lonely city outside the Great Wall at an early age.
Everyone said he was a genius. Not only did he have the name of a young prime minister and a white-clothed minister, but later he also assisted the emperor to ascend the throne as the first hero, and was a very personable minister.
He was both a Confucian official and a heroic commander. In the years before his death, he was a powerful frontier and called the Hu people to return to the north. He did not dare to turn around.
He died from a bowl of poison.
He knew that once he drank the concoction, everything in this life, all the glory and shame, would come abruptly in the snowy night in that lonely city and be completely buried.
But he still drank.
The bowl of poisonous medicine was as early as he expected.
He was also ready for that day.
It wasn't that he was afraid of the man who was going to kill him.
But he didn't want to fight.
In that world, he couldn't think of any other person or thing that was holding him back.
This is a superfluous person, he went, but he was just returning to his place.
He walked very peacefully, but at the moment before his death, in his mind, for some reason, the cousin who had met for a short time many years ago appeared. At that time, she found herself and asked him for help. At that time, those Chu Chu eyes full of fear and gratitude.
After the war, the younger brother and sister he had helped out was said to have unfortunately died in the chaos of the army, and even the body was not found, and there was no news of her since.
He thought that he had forgotten it long ago, but it turned out that so many years had passed. The scene of her running to help him that day was still imprinted in his mind. He never forgot it, just before his death. , those beautiful eyes appeared again.
After his death, the people built a temple for him and worshipped him with incense, which kept his spirit alive. It was also at that time that he finally realized that she did not die back then, but was hidden in a deep palace and was finally buried alive in the ground. , Xiangxiaoyu died. Even Si Ming couldn't bear it so badly, so she was reincarnated.
Fortunately, in her new life, after going through hardships, she finally achieved a good relationship with herself in that life. That oneself, and because of her arrival, life will be complete.
In addition to being gratified, in the depths of his heart, he was secretly envious of him who was fortunate enough to have her company day and night.
Even if his soul is immortal after his death, even if he has the same birthday as the sky, and the blue sea and the blue sea, day and night, with nowhere to go, how is it different from that lonely ghost
Too many regrets in this life. Whether it was her, the biological parents who gave him life, or the relatives of the Pei family who raised him, all of them were ill-fated.
He told Si Ming that he was willing to give up his immortal soul in exchange for a regret-free life for all these people.
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The teenager pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "I live here, you can just call me brother You'an."
"Brother You'an..."
Jiafu read his name seriously, nodded and said, "I remember."
She liked this young brother named You An, and smiled at him, her smiling eyes curved into a pair of crescent moons.
When the boy led her back to the front, Mrs. Meng was in a hurry and told her family and the monks in the temple to be looking for her daughter everywhere when she suddenly saw Jiafu running towards her and hugged her, crying with joy.
Jiafu was in her mother's arms, turned her head and saw the young brother smiling and nodding at him, then turned to leave, and the figure gradually disappeared into the crowd.
When Meng shi calmed down, she remembered the young man who brought her back just now. She looked around, but she no longer saw him.
Looking at the young man's clothes, he seemed to be from a poor family. Mrs. Meng was grateful to him for bringing back her daughter and described the boy's appearance to the monks in the temple. The monks listened, laughed, and told her that the boy was an orphan without a father or mother. He was taken from outside and adopted in a temple. The child was very smart since he was a child. He studied at the age of three, and he never forgot it. The Zen master wanted to accept him as a closed-door disciple, but for some reason, he gave up this plan. Right An. Two years ago, at a young age, he was listed as a scholar with the first place in the state capital. At that time, the entire state school was sensationalized. The academic officer came to the temple in person, and after testing his knowledge in person, he wanted to accept him for admission, but he declined. , Now he still lives in a cottage in the back mountain, eats porridge, reads books all day, and lives in poverty.
Meng Shi went back and told her husband about it.
Uncle Zhen had also heard of the talent name of the poor boy in the Golden Buddha Temple before. With such a coincidence, he went to visit the temple in person. Seeing the boy, although he was young, he was generous, neither humble nor arrogant. Although the young man was born in the cold, he is definitely not something in the pool. After coming back, I have been thinking about it. One day, when I was sitting on my lap with my daughter, I suddenly had a whimsy and thought of recruiting that young man as my son-in-law.
He was impatient, and when he thought about it, he immediately told Mr. Meng. Mr. Meng naturally agreed. Mr. Zhen went to tell his mother, and hurried to the Golden Buddha Temple. He found the uncle Zen master who had adopted the young man that day, and explained his intentions in the future.
He looked at the Zen master nervously, for fear that the Zen master would not respond. Unexpectedly, the Zen master listened and did not make a decision. He only took him to the hut where the boy lived and asked if he would like to be recruited by the Zhen family as his son-in-law.
The young man was sitting behind the table, holding a volume in his hand, putting down the book, stepping out of the threshold, facing Uncle Zhen, without hesitation, he actually knelt upright and called his father-in-law.
Uncle Zhen was overjoyed, and immediately made a marriage contract. Since then, he has often visited and sent people to send rice and clothes, treating this young man as if he had come out of his own.
In this way, time flies like an arrow. Since Jiafu met him in the back mountain of the Golden Buddha Temple when he was six years old, thousands of days have flowed quietly through his fingertips like flowing water.
She and her brother You'an are childhood sweethearts, and the years are peaceful.
This year is already the thirteenth year of Zhaoping, Jiafu is thirteen years old, and the branches of cardamom are beginning to bloom, and he is also sixteen years old, and he has grown into a handsome and elegant young man.
I remember when my father brought her to see him when I was young, Jiafu liked to follow him the most, calling him "Brother You An" and "Brother You An", wherever he went, she would follow him, even if Doing nothing, watching him reading and writing in front of the window for a long time, he didn't get tired of it, and was reluctant to leave.
Later, she gradually grew up and realized that he was her future husband. After realizing that she was shy, she stopped looking for him as often as she did when she was young, but she always remembered him in her heart. Sometimes when he came to Zhen's house, she would Hiding in the dark and watching him quietly, even if I saw his figure from a distance, my heart was full of sweetness, and the deer collided.
The father said that when she was married, he would marry her and brother You'an, and let them become husband and wife.
This year, at the age of sixteen, he was going to take the autumn test. Due to the importance of the matter, Jiafu's father canceled the original plan to go to sea and decided to stay at home until the autumn test was over.
What Uncle Zhen didn't expect was that his life was saved because of this temporary change of plan.
A few months later, the fleet of another family who had previously agreed to go out to sea encountered an unpredictable storm and waves when they traveled somewhere in the open sea. And the sailors on the ship who were rescued by chance, no one survived.
When the news came, Uncle Zhen was not only sad, but also fortunate that he had escaped like this.
If he also went out to sea at that time, whether he can come back now is really unknown.
Uncle Zhen escaped the catastrophe, and when You Anqiu finished his trial, in November, good news came.
He took the mid-autumn exam and became the youngest Juren in the history of Quanzhou.
The Quartet continued to congratulate guests, and the Zhen family was smiling all day long.
In the spring of the following year, Xiao You'an entered the Beijing Spring Festival again. Just after more than ten years of stability in the north, the situation in the north began to be turbulent again. The emperor ordered the world to take this as the topic of policy theory. His article, which is well-founded and well-founded, can be called a winning strategy for the temple. When the emperor finished reading, he was overjoyed, and knew that the person who wrote this article was only seventeen years old this spring.
This year, Xiao Lie has been the emperor for more than ten years, and he is nearly forty years old.
When he first saw this young man named Xiao You'an raising his son, the emperor was stunned.
He recognized at a glance that the seventeen-year-old boy in front of him was the young man who had reminded him in a dream many years ago.
Even though he has not yet grown into the youth of his dreams, the outline of his face is extremely similar.
Especially the pair of bright, unforgettable eyes are exactly the same, he will never admit his mistake!
Xiao Lie was extremely shocked. After the dynasty was dispersed, he summoned the young man in the imperial study alone and asked him in detail about his life. He learned that he was an orphan and grew up in a temple.
Hou Pei knew about the strange dream that her husband experienced back then.
Over the years, she has often dreamed that she had another child in her dream. She wanted to see the child clearly, but there was always a fog in front of her. Sadly.
At this moment, when she saw this young man, for some unknown reason, a feeling of sadness and joy gradually developed in her heart, as if he was the long-lost son in her dream, and her tears could not be controlled. He came out of his eyes, went over in person, and helped him up.
There is no objection, this seventeen-year-old boy, Jindian Chuanlu, is the champion of high school.
Once the list is revealed, the world knows it. The news that the son-in-law of the Zhen family, who had been ridiculed behind his back as the door-jammer, won the champion, and soon spread to Quanzhou. The Zhen family was as lively as the Chinese New Year. Uncle Zhen personally set off firecrackers outside the gate, posted happy couplets, and came to the door to congratulate people. From morning to night, there was an endless stream, almost breaking the threshold of the Zhen family.
The wife is the most valuable of the husband, so overnight, she also became the most envied lucky person in the eyes of everyone.
However, as she waited for his return day by day, some rumors began to spread in Quanzhou City.
It is said that the emperor highly appreciated him and entrusted him with a heavy responsibility.
It is also said that in the capital, officials with daughters of the right age to be married, either entrusting others or speaking in person, all want to recruit him as their son-in-law.
So some people said that the young man is not what he used to be, and now he has climbed the Dragon Gate, but the Zhen family is only a merchant family.
Such rumors spread more and more, and finally even the Zhen family knew about it.
The parents were very annoyed, and even more afraid that their daughter would be sad, but Jiafu smiled, not only that, but comforting the parents.
From the first moment he appeared in front of her, Jia Fu had a deep trust in him.
She completely trusts him, and is convinced that even though she and him are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, somewhere, destined, a red thread ties him and herself together.
When she was six years old, the red rope brought him to her side.
Her brother You'an, whether he is a poor scholar in the Golden Buddha Temple or the now-famous champion, he will definitely come back to marry him. Jiafu is convinced of this.
Her total trust paid off.
In the autumn of this year, the impoverished young man who lived in the ancient temple in the past came to life and returned home. The news spread and caused a sensation in the whole city. Countless people crowded the streets just to take a look at the elegant demeanor of the young champion. On that day, he rode into the city and went straight to Zhen's house. He was still a stone's throw away. He dismounted and walked to the front of Zhen's house. Many rumors are self-defeating. Everyone said that Mr. Zhen not only did a good job in business, but over the years, he has been blessed by God in running boats, and has the vision of choosing a son-in-law. With today's status, how could the Zhen family be able to become a son-in-law
In the second year, Jiafu had a wedding ceremony. At the age of fifteen, she got her wish and finally married her brother You'an.
Hibiscus brocade tent, fragrant and beautiful, in front of the Jasper Hall, the love is like water. The candles flickered, reflecting a pair of snuggling figures in the brocade tent.
"Brother You'an, the first time I saw you when I was a child, I felt familiar. Have I met you somewhere before?"
The little bride stretched out a jade arm, hugged the waist of her beloved young man, opened her eyes, and asked him curiously.
This feeling had been bothering her for a long time, and tonight she was finally able to ask her questions.
He stared at her blushing slender cheeks, his eyes gradually filled with laughter, he laughed without answering, and finally hugged her into his arms, blocking her small mouth that kept asking questions with a kiss.
He gave up all his past, came here alone, and accompanies her to grow up slowly, in order to wait for this day.
He wants to marry her, grow old with her, guard her, and make her worry-free and happy in this life.
In another world, he and she are living happily together, and in this lifetime, he and she will do the same.
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