The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn colors are pleasant, so this kind of weather is the most suitable for travel. Comfort parrot

Zi Yan took Xiao Yuwan to go to the countryside with Zhongli Wenjun to worship her father-in-law, Zi Yan's mood was a little complicated along the way, this was the first time Wen Jun had taken the initiative to ask himself to worship his parents, but she still knew too little about Wen Jun after sharing the bed for a long time, even if she tried her best, she couldn't know how to enter his inner world.

To go to the countryside where Zhongli Wenjun lives, you must pass by Ximen Ruoxuan's tomb, Zi Yan took some sacrifices and got out of the car to worship Ximen Ruoxuan, the pines and cypresses on both sides of the tomb have towered into the clouds, and there are some barren grass around the tomb, which is not too desolate, and it seems that people often come to clean it up. The tomb of his beloved wife Ximen Ruoxuan is particularly eye-catching in the autumn wind, and the inscription of thousands of words underneath is still lingering and affectionate, which makes people feel compassion. Although Zi Yan and Ximen Ruoxuan are not affectionate, after all, the two of them have a sister-in-law, and it is still a little unreasonable to leave without paying respects.

Before Zhongli Wenjun went down the mountain from another way, so he didn't read this inscription of Ximen Ruoxuan carefully, and he read it carefully when he took advantage of Ziyan's sacrifice, but he was full of emotion, and when he returned to the car, Wen Juncai said that it seems that the emperor is really affectionate to this Queen Ximen, and those who have read this inscription have tears even if they are hard-hearted.

Zi Yan straightened her windswept sideburns and said; "The relationship between the royal brother and the sister-in-law of Ximen is indeed enviable, but it is a pity that the Ximen family is famous."

Wen Jun's eyebrows locked slightly, "How is their relationship compared to the emperor and Wanru now?" ”

Zi Yan pondered slightly; "Over the years, I have watched the relationship between the two of them coldly, and I still feel that it is not as good as it was back then. In fact, I don't want the royal brother, the sister-in-law's temperament is not as good as Ximen Ruoxuan, that Ximen Ruoxuan is incomparable and lively, relatively simple and simple, and the sister-in-law is careful and too sensitive, cold and more talented than Ximen Ruoxuan, but not as good as Ximen, and Ximen and the royal brother grew up together since childhood, when I was studying, she was invited to the palace by the queen mother, I don't know why I and her are always as close as sister-in-law. ”

Wen Jundao; "Maybe it's fate."

Zi Yan nodded.

The carriage continued on the winding mountain road, Zi Yan opened the curtain and looked at the green mountains and hidden water in the distance. Zi Yan took a deep breath, then looked back at Wen Jun and smiled.

At this time, she had reached the side of the waterfall, and Zi Yan was even more happy when she looked at the waterfall that fell from the cliff, "Li Taibai said that the flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, I always felt that it was too exaggerated, but I was convinced when I saw this waterfall today." ”

Zhongli Wenjun looked at the green mountains and waterfalls and was just silently distracted, the past was vivid, but the one on the side was not the beauty of the past.

The road became more and more rugged when the car reached the middle of the mountainside, and there were some bumps Zi Yan's hand subconsciously grabbed Wen Jun's arm, "The mountains are picturesque, Wen Jun, let's get out of the car and take a walk." Zi Yan's mention yì is in the arms of Chinese Jun, "Very good, but I'm worried that you will be tired." ”

Zi Yan smiled and said it was okay, so the two of them got out of the car, Caiyun held Xiao Yuwan and followed, Xiaoyun and another maidservant Xiaoxia followed closely with the sacrifice, the mountain road was not easy to walk, Wen Jun was afraid that Zi Yan would fall, so she clenched her plain hand tightly, "Wen Jun, does this mountain have a name?" ”

Wen Jun looked at the veins of the Green Mountain Range in front of him; "Yes, it's called Skylark Mountain."

Zi Yan Liandao; "In the depths of the white clouds, the lark mountain, what a chic name."

Wen Jun pointed to the small village not far away, "That's where I used to live, chirping Skylark Villa." ”

The grass wants to wither, but the chrysanthemums are gradually blooming, the pine waves are like the sea, the clouds are deep and faint, a qiē is like the old, Wen Jun has a sense of belonging every time he walks to the mountain road paved with this fragrant grass, and the prosperity of lying in the past few years has not made Wen Jun feel much fun, only the seclusion in the mountains in the past years is the happiest in this life.

The grave of Wenjun's parents is in the northwest corner of Skylark Villa, on the edge of a maple forest, the frost leaves are like blood, the autumn breeze is slightly cool, a lonely tomb stands quietly on the side of the maple forest, and there is a winding stream not far away that is singing softly.

Zi Yan followed Wen Jun to the grave, and in this life, Xiaoyun and Xiaoxia had already placed sacrifices.

Although Zhongli Wenjun's parents did not return at the same time, they were buried in the same tomb, the so-called life in the same bed and death in the same cave.

Pine and cypress are planted on both sides of the twilight, its height is different, and Wenjun will come to plant a pine and a cypress every year during the Qingming Festival. The grave soil is still new, also because Wenjun will come to fill the soil during the Qingming Festival.

The epitaph and inscription of the tomb are still eye-catching, the text is vigorous and powerful, a stone tombstone is about more than a zhang high, Bai Heng, the father of Zhongli Wenjun, is the minister of Taizheng, he is an honest official all his life, and he treats people easily, until the prime minister, only because of the abolition of Dezong in his later years, he supported the prince at that time and opposed the establishment of Murong Yichuan, the king of Fu, so he offended the queen Xiao at that time, and was excluded from the court, Bai Heng chose to retreat. Zhongli Baiheng peach and plum all over the world, the inscription and epitaph after his death are written by his students, and Xiao Yucheng, the prime minister of the dynasty, is also one of his students.

Zhongli Wenjun personally lit the incense, then burned the paper money, knelt in front of his parents' grave with soft knees, and saw Wenjun kneeling down Ziyan hugged Xiao Yuwan and knelt down.

Wen Jun's expression was very solemn, gathering sadness, "Daddy, the unfilial son Wen Jun has come to see your second elder, today my son specially brought Princess Ziyan and Wan'er to see the second elder, although the son has been married for a long time, but because of the identity of Princess Ziyan, the son has not brought her to visit, looking at the second old Haihan." Zhongli Wenjun kowtowed vigorously towards his parents' graves.

Zi Yan's expression also condensed involuntarily, "Father-in-law, mother-in-law, daughter-in-law Zi Yan only came to see you today and the second is honest, it is unfilial, I hope the second elder will forgive." It is Zi Yan's luck to be able to marry Wen Jun as his wife, but Zi Yan regrets that she can't serve Wen Jun in front of the second elder's bed, and has never given birth to a son and a half daughter for Zhong Li's family, so she has to succeed the young daughter of the imperial brother Murong Yichuan, Yu Wanlai, if the second elder Quanxia knows, please bless Wan'er well, and bless Zi Yan to be able to spread the branches and leaves for Zhong Li's family as soon as possible. ”

Zi Yan's words made Wen Jun very unbearable, "Hurry up, it's too cold on the ground." Besides, your parents are your subordinates after all," Wen Jun helped Zi Yan up with his own hands.

Zi Yan said solemnly; "Outside they are my subordinates, and at home they are your parents, my in-laws, and it is common for a daughter-in-law to give a salute to her in-laws, but you are clearly outside me."

Zi Yan knew that Wen Jun wanted to stay alone with her parents for a while, so she hugged Yuwan and Caiyun and other girls to the Maple Leaf Forest.

About half an hour later, Wen Jun walked into the maple leaf forest to meet Zi Yan.

Xiao Yuwan was already asleep, Caiyun took a thick coat and wrapped her, and then went to the carriage at the bottom of the mountain with her and waited, Xiaoyun Xiaoxia also left, leaving Wen Jun and Ziyan in the maple leaf forest.

Looking at the maple leaves, Ziyan picked one and handed it to Wen Jun, "The ancients all wrote poems about red leaves to their sweethearts, and I want it too." ”

Wen Jun took the red leaves and looked at Zi Yan with a delicate face, slightly embarrassed, "How can you mention it without a pen?" ”

Zi Yan said domineeringly, I don't care, I want you to give me red leaves.

Zhongli Wenjun pinched the red leaves in the palm of his hand, and with the other hand, he held Ziyan and walked to an open ground and folded a maple branch, then squatted down and made a gesture on the dirt ground. When I look back and smile, the lingering book has become a book. At this time, the person who appeared in Wen Jun's eyes was still not the wife around him, but the beautiful woman who was locked by the palace. "How?" After Wen Jun finished writing, he asked Zi Yan beside him with a smile.

Zi Yan groaned softly and said; "Looking back and smiling, lingering into a book."

After a while, Wen Jun and Zi Yan returned to the maple leaf forest, and the two of them picked a lot of maple leaves and brought them back to make bookmarks, this was the first time Zi Yan personally picked maple leaves, so they were very interested.

Walking out of the maple leaf forest, Ziyan saw that she had mud on her hands, so she went to the stream not far away to change hands.

The water of Qingling Ling, the blue sky, Zi Yan has the intention of lingering in the face of such a beautiful scenery, "I can't complain that the ancients said that the spring is resting at will, and the king and grandson can stay, but I have realized it today, Wenjun, can you take me back to the place where you used to live for a night and go back?" ”

In the face of Zi Yan's reasonable request, Wen Jun instinctively refused, "The old mansion has been uninhabited for a long time, I think it's better to forget it, while the sky is still there, we should also make a rule." Of course, Wen Jun would not take Zi Yan to his old mansion, just because it was where he had lived with Wan Ruo for a few days, and the corners were full of those forgotten memories, and he didn't want another woman to set foot on it, even if it was his wife who was so kind to him.