The bright moon sends acacia

The breeze appeals to the heart

A glass of cloudy wine is frosty

The soul is broken

Tears are bitter today

Thinking about yesterday's death

Where are the former beloved?

The ends of the earth are on different sides

Yan Xiuli put aside the wolf in her hand, and gently picked up the small poem in italics written casually with both hands, which was copied from her husband's handwriting, although there was still a little momentum in the pen power, but between the sketches, there was already a bit of strong and majestic style, horizontal and vertical, such as a knife and axe cutting and chopping, full of bitter tears, but it was incompatible with this upright font.

Gently drying the ink on the paper, Yan Xiuli looked at it for a long time, and finally felt a little happy. Carefully collecting the small poems in her hand, Yan Xiuli repelled the left and right entourage, walked to the pavilion alone, and couldn't help but sigh at the bright moon shining in the sky.

The figure under the moon is slender and slender, far on the ground, the autumn wind hits, rolls up the sideburns around Yan Xiuli's ears, passes through the lonely long night, blows into the lonely heart, and the cold spreads all over the body, leaving only two lines of tears to hang on the cheeks.

They all love wealth and nobility for a lifetime, and they are the kings of the world, but who knows how many loneliness and loneliness are mixed in this seemingly noble and prominent place, and who is the bitterness and bitterness to talk to.

At this time, although the Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet given the meaning of reunion and family affection to future generations, it is also a very special day in the calendar, the bright moon is the fullest, and people are looking forward to reunion, looking forward to peace, there are countless talented people who have a soft spot for this day, singing the bright moon one after another, in order to send the love in the heart, in the folk has formed a universal custom, accepted by all places.

After reviewing the official documents all day, Yan Xiuli rarely took a moment to take a break and leave behind the heavy official chores, so that she was in the mood to appreciate the moon and send her affection.

Just recently, Yan Xiuli received an official letter from Bingzhou, learning that her husband had won a complete victory in Yanzhou, not only defeating Cao Cao's main force, but also making Cao Cao retreat to Shouchun in a panic, leaving only a group of henchmen and retainers to protect the last remaining barrier in Yanzhou, Dongjun.

Yan Xiuli was overjoyed by her husband's victory, but also knew that after Cao Cao suffered a big loss, she would be more cautious and would never give her husband a chance to take advantage of it.

After parting for more than half a year, she held a high position, stabilized the rear, and had to pretend to be capable and majestic in front of people, but always after tea and dinner, when she was about to sleep, her thoughts were like a surging river, washing her fragile and lonely heart, so that she could only stare at the roof until dawn in countless lonely long nights.

The cicadas are poignant, the autumn locusts are singing, decorating this lonely long night into a tragic and desolate song and dance field, just like singing farewell sacrifices for their glory yesterday, so that the people who have not woken up from their big dreams will not repeat their mistakes, and have fun in time, so as not to miss this great time.

But when the bright moon finally refills, the person in my heart is in a foreign land. The sword has no eyes, the armor is ruthless, who can guarantee that every battle can be victorious, even Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu who dominated the world in the past and crowned the ancient and modern with force, also has the time when the army was defeated in Wujiang and the people rebelled and left.

What's more, in this era of heroes and heroes like carp crossing the river, even if the husband is the best in the world with his bravery, and there are countless elite soldiers in front of the tent, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. The heroes of the world are all unruly, how can they sit back and wait for their husbands to defeat them one by one.

Since the beginning of the war, the husband has taken most of Jingzhou, and taken the entire territory of Yuzhou, a part of Yanzhou, and now the soldiers are besieging Dongjun, and forcing Yangzhou.

Yan Xiuli had already received military reports from all over the country, and heard that Ma Chao in Liangzhou, Liu Bei in Jingzhou, Sun Quan in Jiangdong, Shixie in Nanyue, and Wuhuan in the north all showed signs of the transfer of troops and horses, and there was even a group of courtiers who took advantage of the absence of important ministers in the court to slander the current affairs in front of the emperor, and said that Prime Minister Lu Bu was reckless and forceful, and instigated the emperor to urgently recruit Lu Bu to return to the court.

The world will be chaotic, there will be a group of demons dancing wildly, although there are still Chinese books to order Sima Lang, Guanlu doctor Gao Rou, Dahong Lu Chen Lin, Yulin general Hou Cheng and others to work together to take care of the troubles in the court, so that the court and the court are peaceful.

But there are people to rely on in internal affairs, but external troubles are raging, if there is no husband to personally sit in charge, the vast territory that has been hard for more than ten years will probably face a catastrophe.

During the day, Yan Xiuli had already signed with several military advisors, sending a messenger of 100,000 to send a secret letter to Yanzhou, urgently recruiting her husband to return to the court, and only hoped that her husband could return from the front line before the chaos was about to break out. Otherwise, the army will be in chaos, facing the enemy on all sides, and there will be no one in the DPRK and China, and the disaster will be out of control.

The moon is round, and he only hates it. Yan Xiuli sat alone in the pavilion, a pot of warm wine to the bottom, finally a little drunk, her mind fluttered outside the nine clouds, muddy and nightmarish, as if she had returned to the old youth, she was young and flying, riding on the grassland outside the North Desert, and her husband behind her was heroic, a good young hero, who was chasing after him, shouting and hearty laughter echoed under the boundless sky, and gradually returned to nothingness.

When Yan Xiuli woke up again, she only felt a splitting headache, and secretly regretted that she shouldn't have drunk too much last night, so that she suffered this sin, she struggled to get up, closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, and smelled the voices of people in the house. ”

The visitor hurriedly approached, lifted the veil, and offered a cup of warm water.

Yan Xiuli took the water cup, and when she saw the appearance of the person, she couldn't help but be surprised and heartbroken, and the water cup in her hand was unstable and suddenly slipped from her hand.

The person who came was quick to shoot like lightning, quickly caught the slippery water glass, and said angrily: "Mother doesn't care for her body, and it's okay to lie alone in the pavilion in the cold night, but she still eats so much wine, how can it be good if she gets sick." ”

The sassy and heroic posture of the person who came, it was the mood for love, the fortitude of his father Lu Bu and the charm of his mother Yan Xiuli were gathered between his eyebrows and eyes, and his energetic outfit and her graceful posture were natural, and Shi Shi was standing in front of the bed, isn't it Yan Xiuli's daughter Ruyi!

Yan Xiuli took Ruyi into her arms, couldn't help but move her liver and intestines, and cried: "My son, you have finally come back safely, do you know that your mother is worried about you every day?" ”

Ruyi has never seen her mother have such a gaffe since she grew up sensible, she is the prime minister's wife, often not angry and arrogant, even when the children get along in private, there has never been an arrogance, abide by the etiquette of the elders, the covenant of the saint, such a warm embrace, she has not experienced it for many years.

At this time, he was embraced by his mother, Ruyi was at a loss for a while, his heart was warm, and he rolled down two lines of tears, standing in front of the bed, raising his hand to wipe away the tears on his mother's face, and said with a strong smile: "Am I not back?" The daughter's unfilial piety worries the mother. ”

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