Predecessors all over the world

Why do this?

Mi Gui has many answers, for example, for the sake of the stability of the country, for the people... he has many flattering answers. However, I don’t know if he is about to leave soon, but he is too lazy to flatter him anymore, and replied: "I don’t know."

"Because I want fewer people to be forced to marry people I don't like, I think everyone can get married according to their own wishes. I want...being born as a human being can have the minimum personal freedom." She said slowly,

"Don't have any more tragedies like you and me."

Mi Gui was slightly shocked, and the five smells were mixed: "Your Majesty, you..." He could not let go of fame, wealth, power and status. In her love and future, he abandoned her and betrayed her, "Do you hate me?

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"It's strange, you all like to ask me questions like this." She is very old, with white hair on her temples, but her expression is calm and elegant, far better than that of the cardamom girl. "Remember? I've said before, "You don't come,

I don’t blame you, nor do I hate you.”

She didn't hate her, but he was even more disgusted and murmured: "At that time, I couldn't retreat. If I lost my holy family, they wouldn't let me go."

In order to rehabilitate his father, he offended too many people, and if he doesn't enter, he will die. He cannot and is willing to leave his future behind, just to be together with a woman until he grows old.

Even if he loves her.

"I know." She said, "I don't blame you."

For some people, love is water, and you will die if you don’t drink it, but for others, it is just a dessert after a meal. If you can eat it, you will not feel pain even if you can’t eat it. It’s just a pity.

His youth is ups and downs, and authority is much more important than love.

She had known it for a long time, and there was no disappointment.

Mi Gui moved. He thought that she would not blame me, she understood me, and that she could not marry her in this life. Although it was a pity, it was a blessing to meet a young man and support her for the rest of her life. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cling to her.

I broke a plum blossom and handed it to her as if I had first met: "Take care more after we part."

"So too, take care of yourself." She smiled slightly.

The next day, Mi returned home and resigned from his post. The mountains were long and the rivers were vast, and he would never see each other again.

At the age of sixty-five, she fell seriously ill, and the princess waited for an opportunity to change the palace. This cheap daughter is not close to her, she often misses her biological mother, and she only has facial respect for her, and is often afraid that she will abolish her own.

In the position of women, in panic, he chose to take the lead and take the initiative.

But she was too young. She failed and committed suicide.

She established a second daughter again. This daughter lost her mother at a young age and kept her under her knees for many years. The mother and daughter were not close, but they inherited many of her views and could continue her propositions and not change to the throne. She worked hard to manage it.

The situation is ruined.

At the age of 67, she felt that she was getting older and unable to do so, so she pretended to die and abdicated and left the palace gate.

In the same year, her confidant, Doctor Zhong, retired and returned to her hometown.

Like when they were young, they took a boat down the south of the Yangtze River. The spring breeze blew on their faces and the green willows were awake. She stood on the deck and finally got the freedom she had dreamed of.

And he had been waiting for her, waiting for her.

"I am old and my youth is no longer there. Are you still the same as before?"

"I'm old, and anyone will grow old."

For no reason, a sentence appeared in her mind, "I love your young and beautiful face, and I love your tortured face even more." I don't know where it came from, but it perfectly interpreted her thoughts.

This is also very good.

They walked down the rivers, exploring the lakes and mountains, and lived a free and comfortable life. The book says that they only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals, which is probably what they look like.

However, if an immortal does not die, a person's life span has an end.

At the age of 71, he died of illness in Jiangnan. Until the last moment, he was still worried about her, held her hand tightly, and asked worriedly: "I'm leaving, what should you do?"

"I will go to places I haven't been to and see the scenery I haven't seen." She has sent away too many people. Even if the one who is so ill now is her lover, she only has sadness and no pain in her heart. "You

rest assured."

"That's good, I'll leave." A soft light flashed in his eyes and he let out his last breath.

When the new emperor heard the news of his death, he was very worried. He quickly sent a letter, wanting to ask her to return to the palace to enjoy the joy of family. She refused and replied that his body would grow old and decay, but his affection would not disappear, and existed in the past.

, present and future will still accompany her next life, and there is no need to worry about it.

She continued her journey and lived for more than ten years.

When she was in her eighties, she was still in good spirits, without any blurry eyes or deafness. She fell in love with the new Kun Opera, and spent money to help poor scholars write books. She just didn't love filial sons and virtuous.

A wife loves to watch the counterattack plot of a widow remarrying for the second spring, and slapping the poor scumbag in the face. She also likes talented men and beautiful women. You are willing to let each other down, and you are willing to let each other down, and the full moon is full.

Under the money offensive, the literati surrendered, and such new dramas began to be widely circulated among the people.

On the day she died, she was looking through Doctor Zhong’s notes, with a maple leaf inside, with some orange in red, like the color of the sunset. This was picked by the two of them when they were enjoying the maple together before he was sick.

She never forgot him and always remembered him.

A new play outside the window was singing, which was about a couple becoming married because of a lantern on the Lantern Festival, and then becoming married. However, the good times did not last long. After the wedding, the husband changed his heart and his wife was a cheerful person. She picked up the lantern.

I smashed it and remarried with my family, and grew old together with the person I always admired.

"I think on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month that year, I guessed this lamp under the willow bank. I said I was lucky enough to meet a good man in this life, but I didn't know that the good times would not last forever be affectionate and dust..."

In the sound of the babbling drama, she became sleepy and gradually closed her eyelids.

"I don't mind your poor family, I don't complain about your name on the list. When I married my husband, I felt sweet when I was eating bran and vegetables... Wealth is like a cloud, and power finally dissipated. I'm looking for it in this life.

I only want to be with that lover, and be with you forever..."

During the woman's confession, she slowly stopped breathing.

She "dead", but woke up in an instant.

Yin Miaomiao is back.

She remembered who she was and also remembered the story of her life. But when she recalled it, the story of her life was like a play on the stage, with part of the emotions involved, but more of it was out of the matter.

"Oh." Yin Miaomiao sighed and murmured, "Life is like a dream."

"Is it a beautiful dream or a nightmare?" someone asked.

She looked up and saw that the play on the stage was still going on. On the imperial concubine's couch, the body of "herself" was no longer there. One of the two women who invited her to have tea was like autumn chrysanthemums and similar to that of the gods.

Water Moon.

"It's a good dream." Yin Miaomiao answered and asked again, "Who are you?"

The woman said: "The name doesn't make sense, but if you want to call us, you can call me Xiaoqin and Xiaoyu."

Qin Yu, mackerel. It really has no technical content. Yin Miaomiao called out politely: "Miss Xiao Qin."

"Really, I shouldn't have seen you, but the evaluation given by the Love Mirror is "beginning and ending well". You are a rare person who naturally breaks the barrier, which shows his wisdom." Xiao Qin smiled sweetly, and the room was full of spring-colored

, “You can get rewards.”

Yin Miaomiao also smiled: "There is extremely honor."

Xiao Qin raised her plain hand, and a white light floated up, like poplar fluffy falling on her palm. Yin Miaomiao subconsciously held it, feeling as cool as water. Looking closely, it turned out to be a jade plaque, and the book said: This love passed away in confusion.

Like a dream, the mirror flowers, water and moon are not real.

What is this? She opened her mouth and asked, but saw the stage of the Huawu dissipating like smoke and clouds, and the beauty was gone, all of which became empty.

The mirror is in the moonlight, Xiaoyu asked: "Have you seen her?"

"I've seen it." Xiao Qin said, "It's too rare to start and end well in the love mirror."

Xiaoyu said: "After all the time, many people have seen through fame and fortune, and many have let go of wealth and honor. Only a few people are in the world and are not trapped in love."

"That's true, the love mirror has been around for thousands of years. There are only a few who do not hate Miguel and choose a princess and abandon themselves. Even if there are those who are decisive, they will inevitably feel resentful to Tan Fanxin." Xiaoqin sighed.

Xiaoyu smiled and said, "They said that they swear and never think about it. They made promises and violated them, which is always more hurtful than never having any fantasies."

"With that being said, there are many women who are determined and know how to stop losses in time." Xiao Qin defended.

Xiaoyu asked, "Then what are you sighing?"

"I'm just regretful. It's also a betrayal. Some people dare not take revenge on their husbands, but rely on their identity to kill Lian Se, fearing the strong and bullying the weak. It's ridiculous. Some people usurped the throne and became emperors, but did the same thing as Tan Fan. Three husbands

The Four Staff, how sarcastic," Xiao Qin sighed.

"The saint said that it is reasonable to not do to others what you do not want others to do to you."

Xiao Qin nodded: "It is rare for her to push others by herself." When she paused, she said again, "But it is even more difficult to pass Zhong Qing's level."

Xiaoyu agreed and said, "That's right, those who have experienced the search for nobles, those who are greedy for ordinary people, those who love sex, have sought after searching for it, and finally become relatives with those who love each other. When you lose your love again, who can not be sad?

I remember a person died of depression shortly after Zhong Qing died.”

"This means that you have never seen through love." Xiao Cen said, "Only affection is the greatest thing when you value love but not trapped in love."

Xiaoyu pointed to the love mirror and asked, "So, has she passed this love threshold?"

"It's too early."

Just as Xiao Qin and Xiao Yu were talking and commenting seriously, Yin Miaomiao was playing with the jade plaque. As soon as the illusion disappeared, she felt a sank in her sleeve. When she took it out, she found that it was four jade plaques and Xiao

Qin gave the same thing, but the words on it were different, namely: Mi returned to the plum blossom, Lian Se returned to the handkerchief, Tan Fan gave the hairpin, and Zhong Qing hid the leaves.

This is the object given to her by the four of them before they parted. It was supposed to be an illusion, but for some reason it became a jade plaque and appeared in her sleeve.

Yin Miaomiao looked and walked, and unknowingly came to a brand new place. It seemed like a ferry, with weeping willows on the shore, and the Heihe River blocking the road, endlessly long, and smoke filled the water surface, which was so strange and secluded.

"Guests want to cross the river?" In the vast fog, a black-sailed boat was rowing. The boatman was wearing a straw raincoat, and his hoarse voice came from all directions.

Yin Miaomiao asked: "Where is this place?"

"This is a confusing thing, and it is a huge depth. The goose feathers cannot float. I can't cross it unless I have a boat." The boatman supported the shore and said slowly, "If you want to move forward, come up."

Yin Miaomiao got on the boat and couldn't help but look at him, always thinking that he might sing "The beautiful scenery of West Lake in March, and the spring rain is like wine and willows like smoke" in the next second.

The oars were paddling, and the water flowed silently. The black-sailed boat was walking in the river, like a ghost.

She talked to him: "Where is this ship going?"

“Go up the shore.”

“Where is the shore?”

"There is no shore when you look back, there is a shore everywhere."

“…”

Yin Miaomiao was sincerely worried about the next test, and she was not good at Buddhist verses or something.

The thick fog gradually dissipated, and some black shadows could be seen in the distance. When she got closer, she realized that the configuration opposite was exactly the same as hers, a black-sailed boat, a monk, and a boat-mounted person. If it weren't for the person who came very familiar, most of them would be

You may think that it blurs the boundary between the sky and water and reverses the reflection in the water.

“Where is this?”

"Have you arrived?"

"Where are you going to send me?"

"finally found you!"

One, two, three, four, plus oneself, a total of five ships gathered in the middle of the river. 166 Reading Network