After a few days of running, he was indeed a little tired, Xu Buling wanted to rub a massage in Mrs. Lu's room, but for some reason, Mrs. Lu suddenly kept her distance, explicitly implied that she would not ride him, and symbolically rubbed his shoulders and sent him away.

Xu Buling had no choice but to give up, and in the afternoon, Lao Xiao came over and said that King Su was looking for him, so he left the palace and turned over and came to the shore of Mandarin Duck Lake.

It has entered the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sea of flowers has changed color again, still a hundred flowers compete for the fragrance of the wind strikes, the never-ending wind sets off ripples in the sea of flowers, and the wind chimes on the eaves of the wooden house tinkle non-stop.

Xu Buling hiked through the sea of flowers, stopped near the terrace in front of the wooden house, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Xu You sitting alone on the edge of the terrace, holding a pot of wine in his hand, opening the stopper and smelling it, but he didn't drink it.

Xu Buling raised his eyes to look at Xu You, who was full of white hair, with a bright smile:

"Father, what's wrong with me?"

Xu You sat a little lazy, and patted the position next to him:

"Go down to Jiangnan immediately, go around the world, I don't know when I will come back, your mother is not here, it stands to reason that I am a father, and I have to give a few words before leaving."

Xu Buling chuckled, flew up and sat on the edge of the terrace, and glanced at the wine gourd in Xu You's hand:

"It's not easy to get it from Shopkeeper Sun, why don't you drink it?"

Xu You's appearance is not old, but his white hair looks a little vicissitudes, he took the wine gourd and sniffed it, and sighed softly:

"When I left Chang'an, I also brought such a pot of wine, and on the day of my wedding with your mother, the two of them sat here and drank a glass of wine...... The wine turned out to be really good, and since then, your mother and I have been feeling tasteless about what wine we drink, and I have been thinking about when to go to the capital again, and ask my grandson for another pot of wine...... Now the wine is here, but your mother can't drink it, no matter how good the wine is, it's not interesting for me to drink it alone......"

Speaking of this, Xu You raised his hand and poured the hard-won wine from the wine gourd into the sea of flowers under the terrace, and the cool wine was sprinkled on the petals and soil, and soon seeped into the ground.

Xu Buling sat in front of him and sighed softly, wanting to persuade a few words, but he didn't know how to speak.

Xu You's eyes have been on the sea of flowers, with a deep sigh in his eyes:

"Back then, the Iron Eagle was hunting deer, and the Lu family in the East China Sea would rather not bend and be the first bird, that was my father-in-law, your grandfather, and I, who was my son-in-law, stood on the side of the Lu family for personal gain. But the Xu family is full of loyalty, and my father's lifelong achievements are on me, how can I let my father bear the name of a chaotic minister and thief after his death......

…… At that time, I weighed for a long time, and I was in a dilemma, and your mother didn't think that the soldiers had harmed the people of the world and hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and persuaded me to think about the people of the world......

…… I think about the people of the world, the two sides are safe, the wife is peaceful so far, but your mother is gone, and because of the mercy of the court, the court was jealous, and almost killed you and lost your life, this merit and peace, what's the use of keeping it......"

Xu Buling thought for a while: "At that time, even if the army was raised, it would be difficult to succeed, so it could only be chosen. ”

Xu You shook his head, was silent for a moment, looked in the direction of Chang'an, and his eyes were slightly low:

"I originally regarded Song Ji as a brother, and I have never been ashamed of Song Ji's loyalty and righteousness.

But the court is not a river and lake, and it does not emphasize loyalty.

The monarch and the ministers are like a family, and the courtiers have to be dependent on the power of the monarch, once they have a knife in their hands, the word loyalty is not worth mentioning.

Father Wang Zhonglie is not opposed, this king may be opposed, this king is loyal and martyr is not opposed, you may be opposed in the future, you are not opposed, your son and grandson will rebel one day sooner or later, even I don't know if the descendants will covet that dragon chair, let alone the court opposite.

And on the side of the imperial court, Emperor Xiaozong does not cut the domain, the first emperor will cut it, the first emperor will cut it if he does not cut Song Ji, and Song Ji will cut it if he does not cut it to the new monarch......

Xu Buling did not deny this, and thought carefully: "Now that the saint has laid down the knife, there is only a layer of window paper left that has not been pierced." Whoever does this kind of thing first will take care of the loss, and no one can succeed if they don't take advantage of the righteousness, so they still have to wait for the opportunity to act. "Lingdu e-book

Xu You said what was in his heart for a while, his face slowly calmed down, put away the wine gourd, and laughed:

"You are still young, these things are not your turn to worry about, take advantage of your youth to go out for a walk, once you sit in my seat, you will have no chance to spend the moon and the moon again, and you will regret it for a lifetime."

"My father is in good health, and he has time."

"Hehe......"

Xu You twisted up a bunch of white hair and looked at it: "It's the same, your father and I have a really good physique in addition to gray hair." If you go out and have an impulsive temperament, maybe I can send you away first. ”

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Xu Buling spread his hands slightly, as if this was his advice before leaving.

Xu You glanced at Xu Buling: "Go ahead, bring a few more daughters-in-law back...... It is said that this king only likes your mother for the rest of his life, how can he give birth to such a flowery radish ...... you"

“……”

Xu Buling coughed lightly, jumped off the terrace, leaned over and saluted, and then left the sea of flowers.

After Xu Buling left, the sea of flowers was empty again.

Xu You sat alone on the terrace, looking at the direction of Mandarin Duck Lake, silent for a long time, and muttered to himself:

"Alas...... If I marry a bunch of girls, you're going to kill me...... Your son married a bunch of girls, you should be very happy, all surnamed Xu, you are unreasonable......"

The breeze blows slowly in the sea of flowers, and the sound dissipates with the wind, and I don't know where it drifts......

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Thousands of miles away, Chudi Wudang.

Approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, the hill where the Evergreen Temple is located shows a little autumn color, the small Taoist temple with the gate closed has a lot of leaves, it is uninhabited for most of the year, and the eaves of the Taoist temple are covered with spider webs.

Stomp –

At dusk, the sound of horses' hooves sounded on the top of the mountain above the sea of clouds, and in front of the gate outside the Taoist temple, a big horse with dark red hair walked up slowly from the winding mountain road, stopped in front of the Taoist temple, and a woman came down from it.

The tall woman dressed in Miao Jiang's clothes let go of the reins, stood still outside the gate of Daguan, glanced at the copper lock on the door, raised the spacious water blue big sleeve, and a small sparrow flew out of the sleeve, chirping and landing on the eaves of the Taoist temple, the probe looked at it a few times, and flew out again.

"Not in ......"

The woman stretched out her white jade finger to catch the little sparrow, raised her eyes to look at the small Taoist temple hidden in the world, and her eyes showed a little disappointment.

After thinking about it, the woman took out the brush from the bag on the side of the horse, licked it on the tip of her tongue, brewed it slightly, and wrote on the gate of the Taoist temple:

Hehe, the poor road misses you, why haven't you come back.

Wudang Chen Daozi.

After writing, the woman looked at it with satisfaction, then put away the brush and led the big red horse down the Changqing Mountain......