A few years after Emperor Cheng ascended the throne, the Ming Dynasty gradually became prosperous, and the people sang and danced.

The prince of the Ronghou Mansion inherited the title and was very much used by the emperor, and for a time, the in-laws of the Bai family also became a big family in the capital. The capital has returned to its former prosperity.

It is another year of heavy snowfall, and at this time of the year, Ronghou Mansion and Baifu will set off a large number of fireworks to illuminate the night sky of the capital. This has also become a scene in the capital, and at this time of year, a large number of people come to watch the fireworks of this prosperous era.

Sister Chao is already married, she will accompany her second brother to watch this fireworks every year, and her mother is still chanting the name of her second sister at the moment before she dies.

For so many years, none of them still remembered the second sister, and they were still waiting for her to come back every year.

Bai Jing has been slightly blessed, he is now a cabinet scholar, a hot first-class official, but he is speaking like a fragile child at the moment: "Sister Chao, you say, is she coming back?" ”

"Second brother, second sister will come back." Sister Chao has always thought so, and Sister Baguio predicted the ending of the second sister: under the plane tree, the two went in pairs.

"Hopefully." Bai Jing glanced at the fireworks, and suddenly felt tired, so Sister Chao accompanied Bai Jing to the carriage and slowly went home.

The fireworks in the Hou Mansion were set off for a long, long time, so long that the people outside were almost gone.

"Big brother, did you say that my mother will come back?" When Shang Hui saw his uncle come home, he came to his eldest brother's side, and he had not seen his mother since he could remember, and he could not remember what his mother looked like.

But. Whether it is the eldest brother, or the father, or the uncle, they set off fireworks every year. He knew that he was waiting for his mother to return.

"Big brother, I want to go out and have a look."

"Go ahead, let the guards follow, be careful." Shang Yu has become a personable young man and a pillar of the Hou Mansion. After watching Shang Hui leave, he remembered the person who would get drunk every day. I sighed in my heart. He walked slowly towards the inner courtyard.

Shang Hui was young and curious, and he didn't really plan to go far, so he walked outside for a while, and then he felt bored. Walk slowly towards home. But I walked not far from the door of my house. He saw a woman looking down at the finished fireworks and said, "Why is it gone?" ”

He walked over and said, "What are you looking at?" ”

The woman looked up, "Fireworks." Why is it gone? ”

"When it's over, it's gone. If you want to see it, come back next year, my house will put it every year. ”

"Yours?" The woman reached out and grabbed his sleeve and didn't let go, "Yours?" ”

"What are you doing, let go of the second young master." Facing the fierce guard, Shang Hui waved his hand, and he felt that there was something wrong with this woman. But this man pulled himself and didn't let go, and he couldn't help it.

"Second brother." Shang Hui saw that his advice to his father was fruitless, and he wanted to go out for a walk in anger, but he didn't expect to see Shang Hui being pulled by a young woman.

"Big brother, I don't know her. She wanted to see the fireworks in our house. Shang Hui hurriedly explained, for fear that the eldest brother would misunderstand.

"You." Shang Yu stepped forward to look at the woman in a little daze, looking at the familiar face, "You're back." ”

The woman raised her head to look at him, she smiled, "I remember this firework, the master said that the place where the fireworks are set off is my home." ”

"Yes, it's your home." Shang Yu nodded, he reached out and took the woman's hand, "Go, go home." ”

Shang Hui was stunned behind him, why did this big brother bring a young woman home? What should my sister-in-law do?

"Is this my home?"

"Yes, the plane tree over there, don't you remember?" Shang Yu took people directly to the place where his father lived, that is, Wutong Garden, where they used to live. The Hou Mansion was not here, but his father insisted on living here, so he had no choice but to expand the mansion.

"I seem to remember." Bai Zhen'er let go of Shang Zhen's hand and walked towards the road in her memory alone, she walked into the courtyard and saw the person sitting under the peach tree, "Husband, I'm back." ”

Shang Ying turned his head and looked at the figure, he stood up tremblingly, "It's you, Zhenzhen, it's you back?" Wasn't I dreaming? ”

"It's me." Bai Zhen'er strode forward, "It's me, I'm sorry, I forgot." ”

She remembered that the same fate Gu under the white-haired Daoist back then made her on the verge of death, and later the fate of the Tao forced that Daoist to renew her life and detoxify. Eventually, she fell asleep for a long time and didn't wake up until half a year ago.

The long slumber had made her forget a lot of things, but she remembered that someone was waiting for her to go back.

The place where fireworks are set off during the New Year's Day and there is a huge plane tree in the middle of the yard.

"It's good to be back." Shang Ying already has a trace of white hair at the moment, which has become a completely different contrast from Bai Zhen'er's youth.

Shang Hui was a little stunned when he saw this: "Big brother, who is she, who is she?" ”

"She's the one we've been waiting for, your mother."

Shang Hui's tears flowed down her eyes, she was actually a mother, and it was not the same as what he remembered, it was different. Although he wanted to turn around and leave, he just couldn't move, looking at the woman, for fear that she would disappear in a blink of an eye.

The news that Shang Yu personally took a young woman back to his house spread quickly, which was simply incredible, and Shang Yu's wife also brought people to Wutong Garden to take a look.

Sure enough, it was a young and beautiful woman, but why was it different from what the next person said, why did this woman hug her father-in-law?

Shang Yu saw his wife coming, he took her hand: "Let's go, let's go see my mother." ”

"Who is she?" She looked at the woman in disbelief, this could be her husband's mother, so young?

"Yes, she's our mother." Shang Yu's voice replied with great firmness.

The news of the Hou Mansion spread quickly, and Emperor Cheng in the palace also knew, he just looked at Song Zhi and sighed, "Are you finally back?" ”

Soon after, the old marquis of the Ronghou Mansion wandered the world with the beautiful concubine who suddenly appeared, and for a while, everyone was extremely disappointed with the old marquis who guarded his wife like jade.

No matter what the legend of the capital is, those who know the inside story only smile and don't think about defending it.

In this way, the capital ushered in a new spring, a hundred flowers contended, and everything recovered.

I don't know why, such a poem began to circulate on the rivers and lakes:

Ten years of life and death, mountains and rivers do not turn to the vicissitudes of life.

A song of neon clothes is endless, and a dream of red dust.

Zhuang Sheng's dream butterfly is difficult to decompose, and a dream of yellow sorghum is the end.

This tells the story of a Zhuang Sheng's dream butterfly.

Since then, the rivers and lakes are far away, and we will never see each other again.

(End of full text) (To be continued.) )