Wishful Things

When Emperor Zhaozhen rushed to Rongjun Palace, he was only a quarter of an hour late.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness has left..."

When the steward of the county palace guarding outside the hall saluted, he said in a hoarse voice.

Emperor Zhaozhen paused and looked towards the direction of the inner room.

Soon, Princess Jingrong and Princess Yufeng rushed over.

King Rong's illness did not happen overnight. Today, when Xu Mingshi and Wu Ran noticed something strange, they were uneasy, and the first thing they thought of was to send a letter to their home.

After Dongyang Wang and others arrived, they really had a resolution in their hearts, and just sent people to spread the letter.

When the palace and other government offices got the news, they all rushed over immediately.

But still one step too late.

Several people came to the couch and saw the child's "sleeping face" was very peaceful.

As the night grew thicker, suppressed sobs gradually sounded from all around.

...

Seven days later, it was the day of King Rong's burial.

According to Emperor Zhaozhen's will, the ministries did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, and there was no reduction in the rules of funeral ceremonies.

Xu Mingshi and Wu Ran found many military books and gadgets from the market, and put them in the boy's funeral objects.

On the day of the funeral, the two also followed all the way to the mausoleum.

Many funeral affairs have been settled, and the mourning objects outside the county prince's mansion have been gradually removed.

Xu Mingshi still couldn't come back to his senses, so he was very depressed and reticent for a while.

Xu Mingyi saw it, and went to talk to him one afternoon.

She knew that at first she followed her to the Duke's Mansion in the Ming Dynasty, and she was only sympathetic to the Duke of Rong——

But after getting along with each other day by day, who would not like such a good child?

Both Mingshi and Zhang clearly knew what would happen next, and when they chose to accompany them, it was equivalent to choosing to personally send that child and their friend away.

Those who leave have already left, but those who send off still need a long time to heal slowly.

But she believed—

"I'll see you again someday," she said softly.

"Really?"

Facing the young boy's gaze, Xu Mingyi nodded affirmatively: "Really."

She now firmly believes in the theory of reincarnation.

Isn't her experience the best proof?

Since there is such a deep spiritual bond, there must be a reunion.

It's just ten years, decades, hundred years, changed identity, changed appearance, changed all traces of the past, but one day, we will always meet somewhere.

Xu Mingshi also nodded: "I believe."

The boy looked out the window at a clump of bamboo.

The new bamboo leaves are green and tender, and the bamboo shoots grow from the ground at the roots.

After a rain falls, the green bamboo shoots grow rapidly, and gradually stretch out under the sun and rain.

Bamboo leaves are dense and gradually thinning.

When the green is thick, it shakes in the autumn wind, and I don't know when it will be dyed with a light blue-yellow layer.

In a flash, it is the time of Mid-Autumn Festival.

On this day, Emperor Zhaozhen went out of the palace in micro-clothes. Although he claimed to have stolen half a day of leisure, he was sitting in the outer study of Dongyang Palace, talking about all the political affairs of the court and the world.

Xu Mingyi was quietly listening to the conversation between his grandfather and Emperor Zhaozhen.

The two discussed political affairs, regardless of size, and never avoided her.

In the past six months, she has listened to a lot, read a lot, written a lot, and learned a lot.

Gradually, I will also try to express some of my own humble opinions.

She has never been really idle for a day, just like Wu Chao who is far away in the land of Duogan.

They are all moving forward, learning, and sharpening.

A round of golden autumn sun is gradually falling to the west, and the sunset glow in the sky is intertwined with gold and red, which is extremely strong.

Emperor Zhaozhen and King Dongyang strolled in the courtyard, and through the open window lattice, one could see the girl in the study sitting behind the desk, holding a pen in her hand with an air of concentration.

Emperor Zhaozhen had a smile in his eyes, as if he saw the far future.

Fei Li Xiaguang floated, as if a fairy brushed ink, and outlined a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains with a large brush.

"Let's go, drink!" Dongyang Wang said with a smile.

...

After the autumn rain, Xu Mingyi tied up her long hair, changed into a man's robe, jumped on the horseback, and led Mingshi, Zhu Xiu and Azhu out to the capital.

All the way through counties, towns and small towns, walking and stopping, or visiting houses, streets and shops, or asking farmers about harvesting in fields, or going to a local private school for half a day.

If you want to truly have something in your heart, you must not only listen to it, but even less must see it with your own eyes.

On this day, it was raining, and it was more than a month since I left the house. Thinking that it would be my grandfather's birthday in half a month, the siblings went back.

When passing by Yunyao Academy, Xu Mingyi went to meet Cai Jin in the academy.

The head of the academy is a close friend of her biological mother, and he warmly invited her to stay for two days.

In the early morning two days later, I set off to return to the city, and returned home around noon.

"Girl, just a few days after you left, Xiaoqi sent this letter, saying it was from Duogan!"

After Xu Mingyi took a shower and changed clothes, she just sat down at the dressing table with her half-wet hair on, when Aoi held a letter in front of her.

Dogan?

She took it and quickly opened it to look at it.

What appeared in sight was extremely familiar handwriting.

The last time she received a letter from Wu Chao was three months ago.

Since he went to Duogan, there have been more than ten battles, large and small, with more victories than losses, and this time he took back the two cities that were previously occupied by foreign races!

This is a great victory.

Before she and Mingshi were outside, she heard the news faintly, but she didn't know whether it was true or not.

Just now when she got home, she saw her grandfather, and the first sentence she said confirmed the matter, she got a positive answer from her grandfather, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, the mood when reading the letter is also relaxed.

Wu Chao said a lot in the letter, all of which were good news.

He praised the father and son of the Nie family who had made great contributions. At the beginning, the father and son of the Nie family approached their grandfather and asked his grandfather to recommend him. They wanted to follow the crown prince to Duogan.

In addition to the Nie family father and son, the letter also made an exception and praised Tianmu.

Spying on the enemy's situation, patrolling the wind, and sneak attacking the enemy's generals are all good hands.

Xu Mingyi curled up the corners of his mouth.

After a while, the smile gradually faded away.

The letters are full of good news, or funny things.

Thinking about it carefully, in the letter Wu Chao sent back, he never mentioned to her the irregularities and difficulties, and she also heard the news of the defeats from other places.

Even four or five months ago, he had experienced a life-and-death crisis. According to the urgent report sent back to the court, the prince was once besieged in the deep mountains for many days. After the reinforcements arrived, they searched the mountains for seven days. Eight days later, no trace of him was found.

You can't see people when you are born, and you can't see corpses when you die.

The court was in a panic about this.

Can't wait for the news, she has already packed her luggage and plans to rush to Dogan.

However, after leaving the city for three days, he was chased back by Uncle Qin, who came with news - Duo Gan sent back the military report that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is safe and sound, the previous incident was just a trick to lure the enemy. Because it was a temporary secret plan, there were very few insiders, so the wrong news was sent back just now.

She was overjoyed to hear that, and then went home with Uncle Qin Wu.

But after calming down and thinking about it, I was dubious about the so-called "lure the enemy"—is it really so? Or is it used to stabilize the morale of the army and the court, and to reassure her?

To her, he always reported good news but not bad news.

When he first arrived in Duogan, in order to boost his morale, he personally led troops to meet the enemy many times. Was it true that he had never been injured?

Moreover, he has a special status, and regardless of the real war, he must have experienced various assassination methods.

And he never talked about it with her, neither with his soldiers nor with himself.

She knows that the war is cruel and realistic, and what is emphasized is the word "victory". Only by winning can those bloody casualties be given real meaning by the world——

Fortunately, this time they won.

Although it has not yet been possible to eradicate all the alien races, at present, it is enough to take back the city and expel the alien races.

I don't think the return period will be too far away.

The next day, King Dongyang made a proposal in the early court, and at this time he called the prince's class teacher back to the court.

Taking advantage of the victory and pursuing the attack also depends on the situation. Except for Duogan, those Youzu forces are scattered everywhere when they are not fighting, and their whereabouts are uncertain.

However, the current national treasury is not sufficient, and there has always been a lot of difficulty in the supply of military supplies.

All in all, it is not advisable to love war at this time.

"I think what Dongyang King said is very true." Xie Shoufu came out and said: "Now that His Royal Highness has expelled the alien race from our territory of Daqing, and greatly defeated the alien race's arrogance, it is expected that at least several years of stability can be guaranteed. It is the time to recuperate, and it will not be too late to see the specific situation in the future."

Regardless of national power, as the crown prince, his safety is also related to the stability of the country-you must know that there are still rumors that the prince has died in battle.

Only when the crown prince returns safely and triumphantly can these rumors be dispelled.

Other officials followed suit.

Emperor Zhaozhen nodded.

Well, whether it's public or private, it's time to call that brat back.

Soon, the purpose of calling the prince back to Beijing was sent out of the capital by Kuai Ma.

But Xu Ming felt that he might have to wait for a while.

Wu Chaofei is a person who is eager for success, under this situation, it is impossible for him to do things that he will do his own way to resist the order. But even if he wants to come back, he will have to wait until everything has been arranged properly.

It will take time to appease the people on the border, clean up the mess after the war, and rebuild defenses everywhere.

According to his temperament, he must do it himself to be at ease.

But she is not in a hurry.

Although she really wanted to see him sooner, she wanted to see him set foot on the return journey with peace of mind.

Although she and him are the most connected people in the world, they never belong to each other, they belong to themselves, and they allow themselves to belong to this world, rivers and rivers, all living things.

It is their common wish to protect this country and the people.

For her, this seemingly arrogant idea was not present at the beginning, but became clearer and firmer as time went by, the road she traveled, and the things she saw.

At first she just wanted to guard her family, but now that she has more energy, she wants to do more things.

Therefore, she is actually a very ordinary person in her bones, and she doesn't have too many great ideas of self-sacrifice and self-sacrifice, and she has no time to protect herself but also to protect others——

She thought that most people in this world should be like this. There is nothing to be critical of protecting yourself first and then protecting others.

Not everyone is born a bodhisattva figure who can save all living beings.

As my grandfather said before, kindness also requires confidence, and not everyone has the capital of kindness.

Some people also say that kindness in good times is not real kindness, and that people can only see their true nature when they are in adversity—she doesn't quite agree with this sentence.

Kindness is kindness, as long as you give kindness, it is a kind deed, regardless of good or bad. Or it can only be said that kindness in adversity is indeed more rare.

Now and in the future, what she needs to do is to make the world less unfair and man-made adversity, and to give more ordinary people the confidence to be kind, so that they can spare more energy to help more people.

It takes a long time, many obstacles, and many feasible strategies.

Thinking of these, she lowered her eyes and took up the pen, carefully writing down her recent thoughts.

...

On the fifteenth day of the winter moon, a heavy snowfall changed the color of the capital.

In Dongyang Prince's Mansion, Doctor Qiu once again brought up the matter of leaving Beijing with his daughter.

"It's going to be closed in recent years, and it's freezing cold..." Qiu Cai'er, who was eating melon seeds and gossiping with the little maids just now, suddenly showed a weak look, and coughed for a while, covering her chest, and then said: "Daughter is down." Don't be afraid of being cold and rush on the road, but if the old disease is induced again and the father is worried, it will be the daughter's unfilial..."

Doctor Qiu stared at his daughter suspiciously, really couldn't tell the truth from the fake, after thinking twice, he finally lost again.

"Then wait for the spring to warm up..."

Qiu Caier nodded lightly: "My daughter listens to her father."

Let spring be the beginning of spring. With the change of seasons, wind-cold diseases are the most likely to breed. Father shouldn't want her to take the risk of contracting wind-cold and triggering old diseases on the road, right?

All in all, if Miss Xu and His Highness the Crown Prince were not seen getting married for a day, her body would not be fit to leave Beijing for a day.

Just like reading a script, when you see the end with true feelings, you just wait for the completion of the last page. If you take the book away at this time, wouldn't it kill her?

Speaking of which, it's time for His Royal Highness to return to Beijing, right?

...

At the same moment, at the back mountain of Hanming Temple, Xu Yun and his party were making tea in the pavilion.

"Amitabha, I saw the benefactor again at the first snowfall." A young monk performed a Buddha ceremony with Xu Yun under the plum tree.

The benefactor would come to the back mountain to collect snow and make tea every year when the first snow fell.

But this time...it seems to be quite different from previous years.

Nothing changed, yet everything changed.

Xu Yun nodded with a smile, and invited: "Master Wuzhu, can you go to the pavilion and have a drink together?"

Inside the booth, Xiao Chenzi was watching the stove making tea.

Just when the little monk was about to decline, he saw a woman with a gentle and elegant demeanor, dressed in lake blue brocade fur, with a branch of red plum in her hand, coming from the side.

The little monk recognized each other almost at a glance.

It's the lady who came here before!

At that time, he mistakenly regarded the two as...

Before the words were completely settled in my mind, I saw that the female benefactor lightly took one of the male benefactor's arms, looked at him, and said with a smile: "Now it is indeed my husband, and I want you Thank you little master for the auspicious words three years ago."

...

The fragrance of tea overflowed from the back mountain, and Xu Mingyi, who came with him, was offering incense in the front hall of the temple.

Green incense was inserted into the censer, and she got up from the cattail mat after worshiping, only to hear a sudden noise behind her.

"Wuqing, why is the front yard so noisy?"

The little novice who was still not calm enough replied excitedly: "Back to Master, I heard from some pilgrims that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has made a triumphant return! The army is passing by our mountain!"

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