Chapter 677

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

"Your Majesty, your Highness has gone..."

When the steward of the prince's residence outside the hall was saluting, he said in a dumb voice.

Emperor Zhaozhen paused and looked towards the inner room.

Soon, Princess Jing Rongchang and Princess Yufeng also rushed over.

Princess Rong's illness is not a matter of time. When Xu Mingshi and Wu ran noticed the difference today, they were upset. The first thing they thought of was to send a letter to their own home.

After the arrival of the king of Dongyang and others, there was a real distinction in his heart, which made people send letters everywhere.

When the palace and the government got the news, they all came immediately.

But it's still a step too late.

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

As the night grew darker, repressive sobs began to sound around.

……

Seven days later, the king of Rongjun was buried.

According to the will of emperor Zhaozhen, all ministries dare not neglect it at all, and there is no reduction in the funeral regulations.

Xu Mingshi and Wu ran found many military books and gadgets from the market and put them into the boys' funerary objects.

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

Many subsequent affairs have been completed, and the mourning objects outside the princess's house have been gradually removed.

Xu Ming was still unable to recover, so he was depressed and speechless for some time.

Xu Mingyi saw it in his eyes and went to talk to him one afternoon.

She knew that at first, she followed her to the princess's house in the Ming Dynasty and only sympathized with Princess Rong——

But with each passing day, who doesn't like such a good child?

Both Ming Shi and ah Zhang clearly know what will happen next. If they choose to accompany, they are equivalent to choosing to personally send the child and their friends away.

The person who left has gone, but the person who saw off still needs a long time to heal slowly.

But she believes——

"I'll see you again one day," she whispered.

"Really?"

Facing the sight of the little boy, Xu Mingyi nodded affirmatively: "really."

She is now convinced of reincarnation.

Isn't her experience the best proof?

With such a deep spiritual fetter, I'm sure we'll meet again.

Just ten years, decades, centuries, changed identity, changed appearance, changed all traces of the past, but one day, we will always meet somewhere.

Xu Ming nodded: "I believe."

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

The newly developed bamboo leaves are green and tender, and the bamboo shoot tips break through the earth at the bamboo roots.

A rain fell, the bamboo shoots grew rapidly, and gradually straightened and stretched under the sun and rain.

Bamboo leaves are dense and gradually sparse.

When green to thick, shaking in the autumn wind, I don't know when it will be stained with a layer of light green and yellow.

In a flash, it's the Mid Autumn Festival again.

On this day, Emperor Zhaozhen came out of the palace in micro clothes. Although he claimed to have stolen half a day's leisure, he sat in the outer book room of the Dongyang palace and talked about all the political affairs of the court and all parties in the world.

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

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

In the past half a year, she listened a lot, read a lot, wrote a lot and learned a lot.

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

She has never really been idle for a day, just like Wu Tsung in the sweet land.

They are all moving forward, learning and honing.

A golden autumn sun gradually falls to the west, and the sunset glow is crisscrossed with gold and red, especially strong.

Emperor Zhaozhen and King Dongyang walked leisurely in the courtyard. Through the open window lattice, we can see the girls in the study sitting behind the bookcase, writing in their hands and looking attentive.

Emperor Zhaozhen had a smile in his eyes, as if he had seen a distant future.

Fei Li's glow floated, as if an immortal waved ink and sketched a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

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

……

After the autumn rain, Xu Mingyi tied up his long hair, put on his men's clothes and robes, jumped on his horse's back, and took Zhu Xiu and ah Zhu out of the capital.

All the way through the county towns and small cities, they walk and stop, or visit the shops in the residential streets, or ask the farmers about the land harvest in the Tianlong, or go to the local private school to listen for half a day.

If you want to have something in your heart, you should not only listen, but also see it with your own eyes.

On this day, after the rain, it was more than a month since I went out. Thinking that another half month would be my grandfather's birthday, my sister and brother went back.

When passing Yunyao academy, Xu Mingyi met Cai Jin in the Academy.

The head of the Academy, a close friend of her biological mother, warmly invited her to stay for two days.

Two days later, he left for the city and returned home around noon.

"Girl, just a few days after you left, Xiao Qi sent this letter, saying it was from Dogan!"

After Xu Mingyi bathed and changed clothes, he was wearing semi wet hair. As soon as he sat down at the dressing table, ah Kui held a letter in front of her.

Dogan?

She took it and opened it.

What appears in sight is very familiar handwriting.

The last time she received Wu Tsung's letter, it was three months ago.

Since he went to Dogan, there have been more than ten wars, large and small. He won more and lost less. This time, he took back the two cities previously occupied by foreign races!

This is a great victory.

She and Mingshi heard the news when they were outside, but they didn't know whether it was true or not.

Just back home, she met her grandfather. Her first sentence was to confirm the matter. She got a positive answer from her grandfather. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

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

Wu Tsui said a lot in his letter, which was all good news.

He praised the Nie family's father and son, who had done many meritorious deeds. At the beginning, the Nie family's father and son found their grandfather and asked his grandfather to recommend them. They wanted to follow the crown prince to Dogan.

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

They are good at spying on the enemy, patrolling and sneaking attacks on enemy generals.

Xu Mingyi bent his mouth.

A moment later, the smile faded away.

The letters are full of good news or funny things.

After careful thinking, Wu Tsui never mentioned anything bad and difficult to her in the letter she sent back. She also heard the news of the defeat from elsewhere.

Even before April and may, he had experienced a life and death danger. According to the urgent report sent back to Chaozhong, the crown prince was once trapped in the mountains for many days. After the reinforcements arrived, they searched the mountains for seven or eight days, but could not find his trace.

Life sees no man, death sees no body.

Chaozhong was flustered.

Unable to wait for news, she has packed up and plans to rush to Dogan.

But three days after leaving the city, he was chased back by Uncle Qin. Uncle Qin came with news - Dogan sent back the military newspaper. The prince was safe. The previous incident was just a trick to lure the enemy. Because it was a temporary secret plan, few people knew about it, so they sent back the wrong news.

She was so happy that she followed Uncle Qin back home.

But then he calmed down and thought carefully, but he was half convinced of the so-called "luring the enemy" - is that really the case? Or is it used to stabilize the morale of the army and the court, trying to reassure her?

He always tells her good news but not bad news.

When he first arrived at Dogan, in order to boost his morale, he personally led the army against the enemy many times. Didn't he really get hurt?

Besides, he has a special identity. Aside from the real war, he must have experienced all kinds of assassination methods.

And he never talked to her about it, whether it was his soldiers or himself.

She knew that the war was cruel and realistic. What she wanted was the word "victory". Only when she won, those bloodshed and casualties were given real meaning by the world——

Fortunately, they won this time.

Although it has not been possible to uproot all the aliens, at present, it is enough to take them back to the city pool and expel them from the country.

I don't think it's too far to come back.

The next day, the king of Dongyang made a proposal in the early Dynasty. At this time, the crown prince should be called to return to the dynasty.

The pursuit of victory also depends on the situation. Except Dorgan, when the nomads don't fight, their forces are scattered everywhere and their whereabouts are uncertain. If they want to fight for a long time, it will not only take time, but also consume energy.

At present, the National Treasury is not abundant, and there have been many difficulties in the supply of military supplies.

In short, it is not suitable to love war at this time.

"I think what the king of Dongyang said is very true." Xie Shoufu stepped out of the line and said, "now that your Highness the prince has expelled the alien from our territory of Daqing, it greatly frustrates the alien's arrogance. It is expected to ensure stability for at least a few years. Now it is time to recuperate. It will be no later depending on the specific situation."

Regardless of national strength, as a prince, his safety is also related to the stability of the country. It should be noted that there are rumors that the prince has died in war.

Only when the prince returns safely can these rumors be broken.

Other officials followed suit.

Emperor Zhaozhen nodded.

Well, for both public and private, it's time to call the smelly boy back.

Soon, the will to call the prince back to Beijing was sent out of the capital by express horse.

But Xu Mingyi felt afraid that he would have to wait for some time.

Wu Tsui is not a person who is eager for success. Under this situation, it is impossible for him to do anything against his will. But even if he wants to come back, he must wait until he has arranged everything.

It will take time to pacify the people on the border, clean up the aftermath of the war and rebuild defense everywhere.

According to his nature, he must do it himself to rest assured.

But she's not in a hurry.

Although she really wanted to see him early, she wanted to see him go back safely.

Although she and he are the most empathetic people in the world, they never just belong to each other, they belong to themselves, and allow themselves to belong to the rivers, all living things and all things in the world.

It is their common wish to keep this land and the people well.

To her, this arrogant idea didn't come from the beginning, but gradually became clear and firm with the growth of time, the roads and things she had seen.

At first she just wanted to keep her family, but now she has spare power, she wants to do more.

Therefore, in fact, she is also a very ordinary person. She doesn't have too many great ideas of sacrificing herself for others. If she can't protect herself without time, she has to protect others——

She thought that most people in the world should be like this. There was nothing to blame for protecting themselves first and then others.

Not everyone is born to be a Bodhisattva who can help all living beings.

As my grandfather said before, kindness also needs confidence. Not everyone has the capital of kindness.

Others say that kindness in prosperity is not really kindness, and people can see their nature only in adversity - she doesn't quite agree with this sentence.

Kindness is kindness. As long as you pay kindness, it is a good deed, regardless of prosperity or adversity. Or we can only say that goodwill 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 give more ordinary people the strength to be kind, so that they have the spare power to help more people.

It takes a long time, a lot of obstacles and a lot of feasible strategies.

Thinking of these, she lowered her eyes and wrote down her thoughts recently.

……

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

In the Dongyang palace, doctor Qiu once again mentioned leaving Beijing with his daughter.

"It's going to be closed in recent years, and it's cold..." Qiu caier, who just talked with the little servant girls about melon seeds, suddenly showed a weak face, covered her chest and coughed for a while, then said again: "my daughter is not afraid of getting cold and going on the Road, but if she induces an old disease and worries her father, it's my daughter's unfilial..."

Doctor Qiu stared at her daughter suspiciously. She couldn't tell the true from the false. After thinking twice, she was defeated again.

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

Qiu caier nodded softly, "my daughters listen to my father."

Spring is the beginning of spring. Under the alternation of seasons, it is most likely to breed wind cold diseases. My father should not want her to go on her way at the risk of wind cold induced old diseases?

In a word, if Miss Xu doesn't see her royal highness married, her body is not suitable for leaving Beijing.

Just like reading the script, the true feelings see the end and wait for the completion of the last page. At this time, take the book away. Isn't it going to kill her?

It's time for your highness to return to Beijing, isn't it?

……

At the same moment, Xu Yun and his party were cooking tea in the pavilion at the back of the Hanming temple.

"Amitabha, I saw the benefactor again at the beginning of the snow." a little monk made a Buddha ceremony with Xu Yun under the plum tree.

Benefactor will come to Houshan to pick snow and make tea every year when it snows first.

But this time... It seems quite different from previous years.

Nothing has changed, but everything has changed.

Xu Yun smiled and nodded, inviting him to say, "little master wuzhu, can you go to the pavilion and drink the same one?"

In the pavilion, xiaochenzi is watching the stove cook tea.

When the little monk was about to decline, he saw a gentle and beautiful woman dressed in lake blue brocade fur and folded a red plum in her hand.

The little monk recognized each other almost at a glance.

It's the lady who came before!

At that time, he mistook them for

Before a sentence was completely settled in my mind, I saw that the female benefactor gently took one of the male benefactor's arms, looked at him, smiled and said, "it's really my husband now. Thank you for your good words three years ago, little master."

……

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

Green incense was inserted into the censer. She got up after worshipping on the Pu mat. Suddenly, there was a noise behind her.

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

The little monk, who was not calm enough, replied excitedly, "Uncle Hui, I heard some pilgrims say that the prince has returned! The army is passing by our mountain!"