In the years when he married Kangnan, Gu Zhengnuo set up a situation more than once, wanting to stir up a gap between Gu Chenxiao and Murong Wei, and wanted to get rid of it quickly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

One is a half-brother who holds the army, and the other is a concubine who has the name of husband and wife, both of whom are thorns in Gu Zhengnuo's eyes. But he didn't have the strength, he couldn't kill Gu Chenxiao, and because of the agreement reached with Su Duhan, he couldn't move Murong Wei.

Gu Zhengnuo's methods are endless, every game is set up perfectly, and Murong Wei is used everywhere to target Gu Chenxiao, wanting to provoke a fight between the two, and he is a good fisherman.

Whenever Murong Wei struggled and couldn't tell the difference, for fear of losing Gu Chenxiao, the only friend in Kangnan, Gu Chenxiao always protected her and believed in her as always, never saying a word, only the beautiful scenery and the moon made her smile warm.

Even though he was told by the tassel, Gu Chenxiao hurriedly raised his troops and was finally defeated by Gu Zhengnuo, he still waited patiently for ten years, and then gathered momentum to save himself from fire and water.

A piece of friendship is too precious. Murong Wei suddenly wanted to know how she would write the rest of her life if she didn't die back then, and she and Gu Chenxiao reunited in the Canwei Palace.

I was a little depressed for a while, but I always remembered today's intention. After lunch, Murong Wei smiled and said to the queen mother: "The weather is getting warmer, and the afternoon is warm, why don't you take a walk with your granddaughter to accompany the imperial grandmother to eat?" ”

The Empress Dowager lived to be in her sixties, but she was a human spirit, and Murong Wei's mind could not escape her eyes. Seeing that she deliberately accompanied her to eat today, the expression on her face was a little more cautious, and she knew that she had something to say.

Mama Bai was afraid of tired of the queen mother, so she passed the chariot, and the grandparents and grandchildren took the chariot slowly out of the palace first, blowing the breeze all the way, until they passed through a long corridor and saw the scenery was good, before they fell down.

I saw the willows in the palace, the branches and leaves were swaying, the scenery in early spring was clear and vibrant, and there was vitality everywhere, the queen mother was delighted to see it, and she was supported by Murong Wei all the way, and looked at it while walking.

The white magnolia is budding and is gilded with a light golden color by the sun, and the air already has a fragrant fragrance. And the sky is blue and high and tranquil, like a beautiful jade, clear and clear.

The queen mother didn't smell the freshness outside for a long time, and was covered by the warm afternoon sun, her eyes were bright, and her face was ruddy.

Murong Wei helped the old man and said as she walked, pointing out the newly blooming flowers to the imperial grandmother, and then guiding the imperial grandmother to see the swimming fish in the water. The two of them walked back and forth, and then came down and walked again, Murong Wei led the queen mother, and unconsciously drifted away, and had already come to the door of Rentai Palace.

The palace guards have been reorganized and are now in good order. The guards on duty found a group of people in the distance, and when they saw clearly that it was the queen mother and the princess, they hurriedly stepped forward, because they had armor, and only bent down and bowed.

In front of Rentai Palace, the Queen Mother looked at the old plaque, and it was like a world away for a while, the palace walls were forested, crisscrossing the sky and the brown branches full of honeysuckle. Because the sprouts have just spit green, the eyes are full of withered brown that cannot be hidden, and they look all mottled and decadent color.

The Empress Dowager understood that this was Murong Wei's destination, but she was a little hesitant in her heart.

Feeling timid, that's about how it feels, I really want to go in and have a look, and I have unspeakable sadness and timidity in my heart.

In the past, Qin Se and Ming, raised their eyebrows here, only blaming themselves for being arrogant and arrogance, and buried the lives of her husband and Xixia's thousands of good sons.

Apologies, sadness, regrets, unwillingness, all kinds of complex. Under Murong Wei's encouraging gaze, the Empress Dowager stood up straight, ordered to open the palace door, and slowly walked into the old dormitory.

The layout is still the same as it was back then, and it has not changed in the slightest. I don't know why my granddaughter brought her here, the queen mother ordered everyone to stay outside, and walked slowly inside with only Murong Wei's hand.

Passing through the outer hall, it is the bedroom of herself and her husband, the green glazed tiles, the green glow windows are all carved according to their own preferences, carved with the pattern of wealth and immortality, just like the day they left.

A jade seat Suzhou embroidered Xixia landscape map of the twelve screens separated, and then go inside is the warm pavilion of their daily life. There is a large kang near the window, and there is a kang table with rosewood inlaid with luodian, and a complete set of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" is often placed on the kang table.

Daily life is the two ends of the kang table, the husband is on the right and he is on the left, or playing chess, or chatting, or setting military affairs.

Sometimes, the husband was in front of the case, and he was half-leaning and half-sitting on the kang table and flipping through the line book. If you are tired, look up and look out of the open window, there is a bend of clear water outside the window, planted with a pond of hibiscus, and the fragrance of flowers is full of sleeves.

Look at it once, think about it. Before she knew it, the Queen Mother was in tears.

This is the first time she has stepped into the gate of Rentai Palace since her husband's death, if it weren't for Murong Wei's step-by-step traction, I'm afraid that she wouldn't have the courage to walk here.

The queen mother felt bitter in her heart, looking at the empty kang, no one was sitting on it, only the dark green embroidered pillow she loved, and the four of them leaned together to form the appearance of a year's scene.

Xixia's map is still there, the complete set of "The Art of War" is still there, and there is an unfinished endgame on the Moyu chessboard. On the wenge wood case of the curly grass Peng Ya, the green jade pen holder and green peach water that her husband commonly uses are all there, only the people are not there.

On one side of the wall is a large and a small sand table, and a huge map of Xixia is hung on the palace wall, which is still the same as when he left.

Even the tea cup used by the two people on the kang table is there, as if everything has not changed, only the person who misses deeply can never come back.

Unconsciously, the Queen Mother cried bitterly. For the first time in seven years, I vented my emotions happily. She cried loudly, and the white grandmother standing outside was sad to hear it, and she also shed tears, and quickly wiped it away with her sleeve.

Murong Wei gently patted the imperial grandmother's back, very considerate of the imperial grandmother's mood at the moment. She took her own handkerchief to wipe away her tears for the imperial grandmother, and wanted to help the imperial grandmother sit down, but the queen mother stood by the sand table and lowered her head for the first time.

Tears wet the once cloudy eyes, revealing a superb gaze again. The Empress Dowager told Murong Wei about the incident back then: "Ah Wei, you have a very right saying, the situation in Xixia is not stable, how can I choose to escape." Now that you have a calm temperament, I will slowly teach you the art of war, but don't learn from the emperor's grandmother. ”

His own mistakes are like a heavy mountain, and he has been heavy on the heart of the queen mother. She has always blamed herself for being too conceited back then, if she can calculate carefully, maybe her husband will not die that day, and maybe Xixia will not be so badly defeated. ”

Murong Weiwaner smiled, put away the handkerchief that wiped the tears of the imperial grandmother, and deep sadness filled her eyes. A snow pass, the red plum on it reflects the frost and snow, and the iron bones are on the soft intestines, which is a little like tears. (To be continued.) )