Three years.

For most people, the past three years have been a long and difficult one. The Great Zhou Kingdom continued to suffer from natural disasters such as droughts and floods, and the lives of the people became more and more difficult. The border barbarian Baisha country has been suppressed for many years, and after years of recuperation, its strength is getting stronger and stronger. Taking advantage of the continuous troubles in the Great Zhou, the Baisha Kingdom frequently attacked, like a hungry wolf, staring at the vast and rich fat of the northern Xinjiang of the Great Zhou. Situ Bi grew much older overnight, so he relied more on warlocks and elixirs, hoping to live forever and sit on his dragon chair forever. The calamity will pass, and his enemies will die one by one. As long as he can live young and live for a long time, there will be a day when everything will end, and he will be the final winner.

Pastor Situ repeatedly admonished and put forward his own opinions to solve the problem. He even asked Situ Bi to let him lead the army to personally conquer Baisha, but Situ Bi rejected it. Situ Mu knew that this was because his father didn't want him to have real power, let alone military power. Finally, Situ Mu couldn't bear it anymore and openly confronted Situ Bi one morning. In front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, he angrily reprimanded Situ Bi for "not being able to compensate the victims of the disaster internally, and not being able to calm the war outside, and being ashamed of the people of the world." Situ Bi was furious, took back the only bit of power in Situ Mu's hands, and put him under house arrest in the Prince's East Palace, completely empty, and said that he had reflected on it. The entire East Palace was transformed into a gorgeous cage overnight. Except for the crown princess and Han and her little son Situ Yan, no one is allowed to enter and leave at will.

Everything is quietly changing, only the bamboo forest on the outskirts of the capital is still verdant. Quiet still. The exquisite bamboo hut in the depths of the bamboo forest has now been turned into a Buddhist hall. A young man in coarse cloth knelt in front of a solemn Buddha statue, with a clean and pale face, without joy or sorrow. He was untied, scattered behind his head, and his right hand kept chanting beads and chanting the mantra of great compassion. The bronze incense burner placed on the shrine burns sandalwood all day long. Green smoke overflowed, lingering around the man, like his sorrow and melancholy. Eternal life cannot be dissipated forever.

There was a gentle knock on the bamboo door. Someone visited. The plain-clothed man stopped chanting and got up to answer the door. Outside the door, stood a man of his age, equally impressive. His face was as handsome as that of a god, and his dark purple brocade robe made him even more extraordinary. It's just that. The purple-clothed man's hair, which should have been jet-black, was already white. Speckled silver filaments. It is extremely inconsistent with his youthful appearance.

The moment he pushed the door and saw the person coming, a faint smile finally appeared on the face of the plain-clothed man: "I haven't seen you here for a long time, Tang Gongzi." ”

Tang Bu was surprised and smiled back at him: "Yes." It's been a lot of peace lately, and there's too much to do. I finally got free today, so I wanted to come to you to have a look. ”

Rong Eryu took a small step on his hind legs and made a "please" gesture, and Tang Bufu followed him into the house. The two sat down at the mahogany round table, and Tang Bujing put a small bottle of wine he brought on the table and said, "This is what she brewed back then, using chrysanthemums as a guide and burying it under the tree." It's been three years now, and it should taste good. This was sent by the maid who accompanied her at that time in the East Palace, and I brought it to you, and I want you to taste it too. I just don't know, if you believe in Buddhism now, can you still drink alcohol? ”

When I heard that this chrysanthemum wine was made by "her", my calm expression was finally moved. He took the jade-white wine bottle, opened the seal, and a crisp and sweet smell came to his nose. He closed his eyes and sniffed deeply, and when he opened his eyes again, the corners of his eyes were a little moist: "After three years, I can finally find something related to her." ”

His words were full of sadness, and Tang Bu couldn't help but clench his fists to control the sadness in his heart. Three years ago in Tianshui Lake, Han Xi was hit hard by Han Xiao and Luquan, fell into the lake, was taken away by a mysterious man in black, and his whereabouts have been unknown ever since. It's not even known whether she's alive or dead. Han Xiao took Situ Xi, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and lost his soul, and left with the same thing. Tang Bu was shocked and stayed by Tianshui Lake, no matter how he persuaded them, he refused to leave. He dived into the lake again and again, trying to find the traces of the cold tide, and almost risked his own life. In the end, it was the emperor who was ruthless with the railing, knocked him unconscious, and forcibly took him away from Tianshui Lake.

Back in Qicheng, Tang Bujing still did not give up looking for Hanxi. He used a lot of manpower and material resources, but there was no clue at all. The cold tides, as if evaporating in this world, disappeared. A year later, Tang Bujing finally gave up. He often wondered sadly, if Hanxi was gone, why didn't she come back? If she is still alive, how can she be willing to wait for these people who are waiting for her to be broken? It was on the night that he gave up looking for the cold tide that Tang Bushu's hair turned gray. The heart is dead, there is no love in life, and then the night is white!

For the next half a year, Tang Bu was disheartened, locked himself in the small courtyard full of purple magnolia flowers he gave to Hanxi, and borrowed wine all day long to kill his sorrows. During that time, he was decadent, and people couldn't believe that this was the first son who was famous all over the world. Until Tang Xiangrong found him, he was already like mud, slumped on the ground, holding the wine jar, his eyes were empty.

Miss Tang San, who has always been gentle and kind, and now the head of the Tang family, actually raised her hand and gave him a slap in the face when she saw her younger brother become so depressed! Tang Xiangrong's beautiful Danfeng's eyes were full of anger and disappointment, and tears were rolling again and again: "Tang is not surprised, I really didn't expect you to become like this!" When you left my huge family business to me, I supported it all by myself. And you, did you hide in a corner and act like this? ”

Tang Bu was shocked that a blood mark overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he lowered his head and just muttered: "She's dead, she's dead......"

"If you think she's dead, then it's better for you to let her die, than you are now!" Tang Xiangrong was angry, and felt sorry for his appearance, "The jade girl I know is not a person who can be killed so easily. She is optimistic and strong, much better than you! At this moment, she may be somewhere, waiting to be reunited with you. You can choose to kill yourself, or you can just get drunk and die in the jar. You don't need to remember your parents and sisters, I will take care of it very well. It's just that one day she will come back, but there will be no more of you. I will take her to your grave, worship her, and tell her how useless you are! ”

After that, Tang Xiangrong waved her sleeves and left without looking back, leaving Tang Bujing sitting on the ground alone. After a long time, his cloudy eyes gradually cleared. Tang Buyi put down the wine jar in his arms, slowly stood up, dusted off his robe, and finally decided to walk out.

Outside the door, magnolia flowers are in bloom. It's just that no one has taken care of it for a long time, the flower trees are a little wilted, and the flowers are not very vigorous. Tang Buzhen turned around and fetched a basin of water and began to water the magnolia tree carefully. After watering the flowers, Tang Bu recalled that before going to Tianshui Lake, Xi'er said that he would plant some more peach blossoms, chrysanthemums, plum blossoms and other plants here, and the small courtyard would not look bleak all year round. Then he went to find the seeds of these flowers and plants and planted them, and carefully cared for them. In this way, when Xi'er comes back, the garden is full of flowers and trees, full of life, and she will definitely like it. (To be continued......)