The group turned the street, and suddenly, two people swooped down from mid-air, and rushed towards the sedan chair, as fierce as a tiger.

Song Xiaofu hugged Tong Guan and ran out of the sedan chair. "Whew", a cane hit the head, it was Badar. Song Xiaofu only had one hand, holding Tong Guan, how could he stop Bada Er's staff falling from the sky? He had no choice but to push Tong Guan forward and take out his sword.

Badarna thought that Song Xiaofu would block Tong Guan in front of him, and he came out with all his strength, originally wanting to smash Song Xiaofu half to death, but now he could stop it?

Tong Guan's face was as white as snow, and he almost fainted.

Song Xiaofu saw that the rescuers were Yelu Yanqi and Ba Da Er, he was alone, even if he caught Tong Guan again, he couldn't take him away, turned over the wall, laughed, and said loudly: "Master Tong, if you dare to hurt one of them, I will take your life." Seeing that there were people scattered around, he ignored it, turned into an alley and disappeared.

Song Xiaofu returned in the Tongfu in vain, so he had to go to Kaifeng Prison, but the feet of the Son of Heaven were no better than others, and the guards were strict, and he did not dare to mess around, even if he dared to mess around, but Mo Yonghu and the others were all well-known figures, how could they come in chaos? He came in a hurry, but in the land of the capital, the people were not familiar with the place, and they had no power or power, how difficult it was to save people? At this time, he hit the wall again and again, and there was nothing to be done for a while, seeing that the sky was about to get dark, he wanted to find an inn near the prison, although he could not save people for a while, but he could guard it closely, and he made himself feel more at ease. But he thought that he would make trouble in Tong's Mansion, how could Tong Guan let him go? He didn't dare to stay in the city, so he led the white horse to spend the night in Kaiyuan Temple in the suburbs.

At night, Song Xiaofu tossed and turned, picked up the lamp and put on his clothes, and walked out of the temple. But seeing a full moon hanging high, the ice was cold and clean, bursts of laughter and laughter floated in the city, and fireworks vied in the air with dazzling colors, dazzling. Song Xiaofu said in his heart: "It turns out that today is the Lantern Festival." "I felt my life experience, and when I thought that my father was also lonely and cold at this moment, my eyes suddenly became hot.

Walking through the trees, crossing the bridge, I came to a wide flat land, and I was stunned that I had come to a cemetery. Look at his tombstone is a good bluestone, engraved with the words "Lin Qiujuan's tomb". The font is lean, although he doesn't know calligraphy, he also feels that these five words are refreshing and exquisite. He said to himself, "It's strange, who set it up, why didn't it become famous?"

Turning his eyes, a figure came up from the bottom of the mountain, the moonlight was bright at that time, and he could see clearly, Song Xiaofu's heart jumped, flashed behind the big tree, and said in his heart: "It's him." "I touched the sword casually, but the sword was not with me.

That person was the Flying God Rat Du Sheng.

I saw him carrying a bamboo blue seed in his hand, and came to the cemetery, his face was extremely soft, and he said gently: "Scared Juan, I see you coming again." He opened Lanzi, took out a few plates of fruit from it, put them on the ground, and said, "These are your favorite ......" There was a look of infatuation in his eyes, and he stared at the tombstone blankly, as if the tombstone was a gentle and lovely couple. He slowly stretched out his hand, gently touched the cold stele, and his voice was deep and ethereal: "Over the years, have you been lonely......? ”

Song Xiaofu was full of hatred, but when he suddenly heard Du Sheng's affectionate call, he was also full of tenderness in his heart, the sentimental Chen Wanxia, and Huang Yajie's infatuated eyes...... The person who carried the faint fragrance of flowers on a full moon night, the person who gently held the bowl in both hands and blew away the porridge heat...... Eyes full of flashing heads......

Du Sheng said softly: "Scared Juan, three years ago, I took him to Linjia Town, where the osmanthus wine ...... The osmanthus is about to bloom again, and it is fragrant. Scared Juan, do you remember? More than 20 years ago, when the osmanthus flowers were blooming all over the town, I drank osmanthus wine for the first time, and it was made by you yourself......" His expression was fascinated, "Scared Juan, scared Juan, are you still brewing osmanthus wine? When I take revenge, I will go down to you and drink the osmanthus wine you brewed." Okay, can't you wait? Soon, soon, I'll see you again. He took back the fruit, reached out again to touch the cold stele, and said, "Juan, you wait for me for another year, it's almost over, we will see each other soon." Do you miss me?" reluctantly took a few steps back, slowly turned around and descended the mountain.

By the time Song Xiaofu returned to normal, Du Sheng was gone. Just when he was complaining to himself, two more people came up from the bottom of the mountain, the person in front was in his forties, thin and elegant, and there was a person behind him, but it was Du Tiancheng. Song Xiaofu was about to say hello, but when he saw his solemn expression, he immediately held back.

The thin middle-aged man came to the grave, and like Du Sheng, he looked at the tombstone very softly, took out a white note from his arms, and said softly: "Qiujuan, I have filled in another poem this year......

Song Xiaofu's heart jumped, and he said secretly: "He calls himself me, could he be the emperor today? But how could he come here in the middle of the night to worship a woman? Who is she, and will she be with Du Shenglian?"

I only heard the man read softly: "Speechless and choked, look at the lamp and remember the New Year's season." Xingxing refers to the month Xingxing. May the moon always be full, and rest should be temporarily absent. This year, the lights in Huashi are listed, and the good lights are fighting for people's hearts. I don't dare to say it clearly in front of people. I can't bear to look up, ashamed to see the old days. He sighed softly and repeated: "I can't bear to look up, ashamed to see the old days...... You practice well, I want to listen to you sing. "Tears glittered in his eyes, the light song and dance of more than 20 years ago seemed to be just yesterday, the more I thought about it, the more crazy I became. Suddenly, an incomparably terrifying and vicious face appeared in front of him, "Empress Dowager Xiang!" All the wind and snow in front of him disappeared, he broke out in a cold sweat, and his hands and feet trembled.......

Suddenly, a long shout, like a flash of lightning, helped him fight out of the nightmare.

Du Tiancheng said with concern: "The master's festival mourns, and the dragon body is important. This person is the current emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, Song Wei Zhao Ji, Du Tiancheng saw that he had entered the illusion again, and he was busy waking him up, and his heart was worried.

Zhao Ji sighed again, cremated the white paper in his hand, watched the white paper turn into ashes and blow away with the wind, he chanted again: "I can't bear to look up, ashamed to see the old time and the moon......"

Du Tiancheng said: "Master, it's late at night, do you think it's back to the palace?"

Zhao Ji said: "You have accompanied me every time over the years." ”

Du Tiancheng responded: "The master comes every year for the Lantern Festival. ”

Zhao Ji was silent, and after a while, he said: "The days go by so fast." If she had ...... Just follow your brother, and she won't be forced by the Queen Mother...... Forced to ......"

Du Tiancheng was speechless. At the beginning, Du Sheng brought Lin Qiujuan back from Jiangnan, and the two stayed and flew together, happy and happy. If it weren't for Zhao Ji's sword-snatching love, Du Sheng would not have been heartbroken, let alone become a traitor like he is now! But Zhao Jigui is the current emperor, although he thought about it in his heart, he never dared to say it.

Zhao Ji sighed lightly again and said, "Maybe I was really wrong at the beginning." ”

Du Tiancheng was still speechless, Yu Li felt that it was Zhao Ji who snatched love, but in love, he had nothing to say. Only after Lin Qiujuan's death, Zhao Ji secretly buried her in Kaiyuan Temple, and he would accompany Zhao Ji to come here every year to worship her on the night of the Lantern Festival, for more than 20 years, it has never stopped. Zhao Ji really loves Lin Qiujuan.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, but he has not forgotten it for more than 20 years!

Zhao Ji shook his head slightly, his thin and elegant face was a little helpless, and said, "But I really didn't expect it to be like this, it would be like this." ”

The hazy moonlight was draped on the stele, glowing with a cold light, and Zhao Ji's eyes became misty and red-hot again.......

"Master, it's very late at night, look ......," Du Tiancheng said again.

Zhao Ji didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "The flowing spring is tinking, and the song is soft and the water is full of water." When I first heard that I was happy to stand quietly, a song was hard to disperse for a long time. If you want to know who this is, under the swing, the moonlight will quietly recede......"

Du Tiancheng didn't know how many times he had heard Zhao Ji chant this poem, and every time, he would imagine such a picture: swinging, the jade throat is light, the song is soft and full of sky, like a flowing spring chanting full of ponds and crisp, delicate and pure, slender and jade standing next to the swing, and a Su soft mata said: Uncle. Sweet and crunchy, the moonlight in the suburbs seems to fade quietly......

Zhao Ji seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking Du Tiancheng, and said, "Remember the first time we met." ”

"Yes. Du Tiancheng said quietly.

The pain in Zhao Ji's eyes became more and more intense, and the past of more than 20 years flashed in front of his eyes, which really made him unforgettable.

Du Tiancheng said: "Master, don't think about it anymore." The good news is that he has grown up. ”

"You say, you really look like her, don't you?" Zhao Ji's face turned pale.

Du Tiancheng said: "Yes, it's very similar." The first time Wei Chen saw him, he knew it was him!" Zhao Ji said: "I really want to see him." Will something happen to him?" Du Tiancheng said: "Don't worry, master, the scene was a little chaotic at that time, but his martial arts skills were good, and Weichen also heard that his light skills have been gained...... That man is really going to be fine. ”

Zhao Ji was speechless, and said for a long time: "It's really difficult for your brother." ”

Du Tiancheng trembled, and finally looked up at Zhao Ji, tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and said, "...... It's him who is unfaithful......" Zhao Ji was silent again, shook his head slowly, and said, "It's hard for you." Du Tiancheng trembled again, lowered his head and said: "Weichen ......" Zhao Ji said: "I understand very well, I am sorry for you." Du Tiancheng hurriedly said: "Master, the matter has all passed, don't think about it." As long as he lives well and is happy, this is everyone's wish. ”

Zhao Ji muttered to the stele: "Qiu Juan, do you know? He has grown up, our children have grown up, like you, do you miss him, do you want to see him? I miss him too." After saying these words, he looked at the stele again, and finally, he said, "Go back." ”