"The farthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between the stars, but the fact that even though the trajectories meet, there is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye······"

Chewing on Tagore's poems, Song Jiang overflowed with sourness.

These days, he has been thinking about a question: Does he really love Master Li? If you don't love it, why do you have endless thoughts at the beginning and heart-rending pain now? If you talk about love······ The teacher's words still lingered in his ears: "Love me, why did you send me to the wolf······'s den?" Actually, I'm just a tool to find out the news for you with my flesh! ”

Oh, yes! What man would give away his beloved woman to someone else?

At this point, he said that he was really sorry for Master Li, or that he was not qualified to have her love at all, because he didn't cherish her.

But after he was reborn, he vowed to open up a sunny avenue for the brothers of Liangshanbo, and let the people of the Song Dynasty be the masters of the country.

This is not only his ideal, but also the ideal of all the brothers of Liangshanbo, and the ideal of the entire Song people, in order for this lofty ideal to be realized, he must give up.

If you hadn't broken your heart, you wouldn't have understood my grief.

Tasting Andy Lau's sadness, Song Jiang intertwined two very different thoughts in his mind, they were questioning each other and justifying each other, and they couldn't tell which was right and which was wrong.

"Am I selfish? Isn't it selfish? Selfish? Aren't you selfish?······ Why would selfishness let the beloved woman go undercover in the capital? Why would you let your beloved woman go undercover in the capital? Who can understand the pain of giving up the woman you love? I can say it, but will anyone do it? This is a bloody sacrifice made for the great cause of Liangshan! Can you feel the pain of the beloved woman being abandoned? You feel the mood of the teacher with your heart! Since you are making sacrifices for the great cause of Liangshan, and you keep saying that she is your beloved woman, are you deceiving yourself or others? To this day, you are still clinging to your teacher, trying to tear up her happiness, Song Gongming, you are a selfish ghost and a liar! How am I a selfish ghost? A liar? For the great cause of Liangshan, am I giving up my teacher alone? I sent my wife and children to the capital as hostages, am I a hard-hearted person? If you look at the top guns of the brothers in the past few years, and then look at the smiles on the faces of the people in the autonomous region, these sacrifices of mine are worth it! If it were really a peaceful and prosperous world, I would definitely take Hua Ziwei and my teacher to a remote mountain village with my family to live an ordinary and peaceful life······"

In the process of chewing on the bitterness, Song Jiang couldn't help but think of a joke he had heard in later generations: "Once upon a time, there was a scholar who made an appointment with his fiancée to get married on a certain day, a certain month, and a certain year. On that day, the fiancée married someone else. The scholar was hit by this and could not afford to fall ill. At this time, a monk who passed by Fang took out a mirror from his bosom for the scholar to see...... The scholar saw the vast sea, and a murdered woman was lying naked on the beach. Passing by a person, he took a look, shook his head, and left. Another person passed by, took off his clothes, covered the woman's corpse, and left with a sigh. One more person passed by, went over, dug a pit, and carefully buried the body. The monk explained that the corpse of the woman on the beach was your fiancée's past life. You're the second person to pass by and have covered her with a garment. She fell in love with you in this life, just to repay you. But in the end, she has to repay the person for the rest of her life, the last person to bury her, and that person is his current husband. ”

Oh, yes!

It can't be said that I am the scholar who covered her with clothes in my previous life, and Zhao Ji is the one who buried her.

How difficult it is to find the person who buried her in her previous life, because in her previous life, she drank Meng Po soup by the bridge and forgot all her memories.

The fate of this life is the cause of the previous life, since you love her, let go completely, return the joy and happiness to her, and let her wander hand in hand with the lover she loves in the river of love she chooses.

The sunset dyes the clouds in the sky into a red flame, just like the face of a girl who wants to confide in her lover, shy and intoxicated.

On a small path next to the woods in Liangshan, Song Jiang and Master Li walked side by side, each with their own thoughts, silent, walking very slowly but very mechanically, without a trace of the feeling of a couple strolling.

They are too familiar with this road, a few years ago they often walked here, and they were intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of the sunset.

At that time, Master Li often held Song Jiang's arm, his head leaned slightly on his shoulder, and the expression on his face was so similar to today's sunset. I love eBooks

But today their expressions and movements failed this beauty, I don't know if they forgot this path, or if this path alienated them, in short, it looked more awkward than two strangers together, and they couldn't leave without doing anything.

After a long time, Song Jiang stopped and said, "Master, I have been sleepless all night these days, reflecting on myself repeatedly, and finally found that I was really wrong. I'm too selfish, too ruthless, to let you use your flesh to destroy the city. I have suffered you and my sisters, and I am here to make amends to you and my sisters! ”

The master trembled slightly, she raised her head and wanted to say something, but she lowered her head again. Song Jiang saw that Master Li ignored him, and said: "You are justified in your grievances, but I don't cherish our relationship, so I am not qualified to have your love!" It is not easy to find a person who can entrust you for life, and since you have found it, you will firmly grasp your happiness! The Emperor Taishang is the one who brings you joy and happiness in this life, and I sincerely bless you! ”

Shi Shi raised his head and glanced at Song Jiang gratefully, and then lowered his head with a very guilty look and said, "Thank you, Commander Song!" The commander's great kindness, the division can only repay it in the next life! ”

Song Jiang raised his head to the sky and said: "The next life is too far away, and I don't know if there is no end to the waiting under that kind of torment!" But in this life, because of you, I feel an unforgettable contentment, and my life is constantly perfect because of your existence. You are like my teacher, constantly letting me use my heart to understand the true meaning of life. It was you who made me know how to cherish, how to think about others, to learn that there are gains and losses, and to understand a lot of feelings that did not appear in my mind before, I should thank you! My words that day were a bit excessive, don't take it to heart, I know that you are not greedy for wealth and power, not unkind. On the contrary, the ungrateful person is me, I am the one who imprisoned you in a cage for three years, making your life worse than death, and now it's time to pay the debt! ”

Master Li suddenly burst into tears: "The words of that night are the bitterness that I have pressed in my heart for many years, a mixture of resentment, sadness, grievance and disappointment, I originally wanted not to say it in this life, but I didn't expect it to pour out that day." I know that the commander has the people of the world in his heart and is worried about the great cause of Liangshan. From the perspective of an ordinary person, especially a woman, this is an unbearable pain. Maybe the selfish person should be me, but I just can't stand this kind of torture, this kind of torment like a needle bayonet cut. Maybe fate is predestined, and we are destined to end like this. Commander, the division is always sorry for you! ”

Shishi's tears infected Song Jiang, and he also felt the wetness in his eyes, he quickly stopped Shishi's words and said: "Shishi, don't blame yourself like this, in fact, the person who should say I'm sorry the most is me, it's that I don't understand love and mistook you." As long as you can forgive me for my hasty decisions and reckless words and deeds, as long as you can restore your happy smile, I will feel less guilty in my heart! Teacher, I'm sorry! Excuse me! ”

Song Jiang saw Master Li crying, and couldn't bear to let her continue to cry, he just wanted to turn his head and leave, but his feet didn't want to move, and he seemed to be reluctant. He turned his head and said softly: "Master, can I hold you, and finally listen to you call Brother Gongming?" ”

"Brother Gongming!"

Master Li's tears were like an avalanche, crying in Song Jiang's arms, and Song Jiang also hugged Master Li tightly, feeling that rare moment of sweetness.

The complex of this life was untied in this embrace, and it ended in this hug, he closed his eyes and let the tears flow, and said softly in his heart: "Cry!" Cry! Cry out all your grievances today, and you will be a happy girl in the future! ”

After a long time, Song Jiang let go of Master Li, took a step back, bowed deeply, and then turned around and walked away without hesitation.

Untying this knot, what else can stop him, at this time, Song Jiang is looking at the best way to deal with some affairs now.

He determined in his heart the direction of the future development of the autonomous region, whether it was Zhao Gou or the former ministers of the Song Dynasty, whether it was Liu Yu or Jin Ren, he did not want to be powerful in the autonomous region.

The autonomous region belongs to the masses of the people, not its own private property, and it has nothing to do with the Zhao family, and whoever dares to oppose the masses of the people can only be a dead corpse.

This year, the autonomous region will be well managed, and after the autumn harvest next year, all the lost land north of the Yellow River will be recovered, and even the 16 prefectures of Yanyun.

The figure that was getting farther and farther away from Master Li was stretched longer and longer by the sunset, and a bleak song seemed to be singing in Song Jiang's ears: "There is a kind of love called letting go, giving up for love for a long time, if we stay together, let you give everything, let true love take me away." There is a kind of love called letting go, for love to end forever, if I leave you have everything, let true love take me away and say break up······"

(End of Volume 8)