Chapter 30: Gleaning

I am on a hill next to Tongcheng, and I have a small wooden temple, but it is enough for two people, a palace maid who has been a monk very early, and I. But it was very clean, and there were a lot of books in it. Everything was ready to move in. From then on, all the earthly world has been gone.

But on this day, Siming came to me and tied up Monk Wuhuan. aunt

I was kneeling on the futon in a gray robe, and the nun was standing aside, and when I turned my head, I saw that Siming was a little surprised, he was not wearing a crown or a yellow robe, and he was wearing a simple white robe without a tie on his head. Siming, why are you here?

Auntie, look at the monk in front of you, is it the one who often talks to you.

I looked at the one he was pointing to, the monk who was tied up with five flowers, why didn't he look like it?

Siming said in a flat tone, this person is a liar, I thought something was wrong with him a long time ago, and asked someone to follow him to the brothel, and he recovered his original face, and my people arrested him on the spot, and now it is at your disposal.

I'm a little disgusted that Wuhuan shouldn't wear the mask of Siming, which makes me the most unbearable, he shouldn't be insulting Chu Ming but it's not good to have a seizure, only lightly said, whether he is a liar or not, but what he said about the Dharma is not wrong.

Auntie, wake up and come back with me, will you?

I won't go back, today is an auspicious day for me to officially ordain, and I'm going to cut off these three thousand threads of trouble. Seeing the nun on the side, you come and give me a gradient. The nun next to me came over with a razor and was about to give me a gradient.

Siming pulled out his personal sword, and picked off the razor in the nun's hand with an arrow, and the razor flew out and inserted it on the edge of the door, this sword was really amazing, and even the nun on the side didn't see the razor in her hand, how did it fly where, the razor in her hand was gone, and her hand was not hurt at all.

Siming is holding a sword, and whoever dares to cut off a strand of hair for you, I will cut off one of her fingers.

The nun trembled with fear.

I took out the little dagger knife, and I cut a handful of hair with the knife myself.

Auntie, Siming knelt down suddenly, you want to leave home, I will accompany you.

The guards next to him stepped forward. Siming glanced at his guard, and the guards ordered the nuns and monks to take them out.

Siming hugged me, my body shook, and Siming's strong arms embraced me. I could feel his chest burning so hot.

Auntie, I love you, and I know that this is despised and intolerable by the world. But I really love you, please don't leave me, don't spoil yourself, I just want to see you every day.

Seeing Siming like this, it suddenly occurred to me that more than ten years ago, I also held Chu Ming like this. The stories are always strikingly similar. I finally understood why Chu Ming did that in the first place.

Siming, I'm old, you still have a long way to go, I don't want you to go through, everything I've experienced, it's too hard. The bitter wine of the world has been drunk, so don't repeat it.

Auntie, I love you, I won't be bitter, I will listen to you, I will marry a wife, and I will be a good emperor.

Siming, in fact, I am not as good as you think, do you know my past, do you know how I dealt with your mother? What a cold and cruel person I am.

I know. I just hope you don't think I'm a father, and a child who hasn't grown up. Is it just an ordinary man's hobby?

No, I can't hurt you, I broke free from Siming's warm embrace, you are still young and don't understand, and you will understand when you experience some in the future. I'm much older than you after all, I'll leave you first sooner or later, and it's not too late for you to let go.

Siming seemed to understand something, and replied for a long time, if you really leave by then, I don't think I will be too painful. I love you without pain, you have been integrated into my life. Whatever I do, I think of you. Maybe I'll have a lot of women, and I'll think of you when I'm with other women. I think of you when I'm happy, and I think of you when I'm sad. No matter what I do, I will want to be what you will do, and you will live forever in my psyche.

I fell into Siming's arms, Siming hugged me, Siming looked at me in disbelief as the blood stained red on my white clothes was still oozing blood. Who did it, I'll take you to the doctor.

I stopped Siming, no need I already knew that the past few years were my limit, and no one could save me, I would have earned it long if I lived so long, and I had an explanation for raising you so well to your father.

Siming didn't say anything, just hugged me tightly and kissed me gently on my forehead and my face.

I smiled and touched Siming's face, it turned out that it had always been me who was wrong, and I didn't understand it as well as Siming. In the next life, I want to seize the day, I think, I have already fallen in love with him.

Wen Liang's hand hung down weakly, his breath was gone, and his heart was still oozing blood. Siming was at a loss, and she hugged her tighter. Hands on the back of her head, shivering. Siming continued. Because you are already in my heart, in my mind, in my life. You say one sentence, and I will naturally think of the next one. When I hear a good tune or a good article, I miss you. I think you'll love it too, when I'm faced with a choice. I'll think of you, if it were you, what would you choose?

Her body is also slowly getting colder, Siming seems to be afraid of her aunt's cold, shivering to help her sort out her clothes, seeing a trace of bangs in front of her aunt and helping her behind her ears, what should I do, how can I tell my subjects in a while? It was as if he hadn't really realized the fact that his aunt was dead.

In an instant, anger, sadness, hatred, hatred for everything welled up in my heart, and I cried hoarsely. Two lines of blood and tears were shed, and all that remained was sadness and despair. The world seemed to have only this body that was about to cool down and a man holding her.

Outside the lonely wooden houses on the hill, there were soldiers guarding the place with solemn expressions, and there were small sparrows chirping in the small trees not far from the houses, and rabbits were jumping and grazing in the grass more than half a man high on one side. It was quiet and peaceful under the hills, and there were still people washing clothes by the river.

Siming recalls that for as long as I can remember, my mother and father have not slept together. Often eating and disagreeing, my mother dumped all the dishes and chopsticks on the table to the ground. I hid behind the door on the side, and I was often woken up in my dreams by the sound of my mother and father arguing. My mother and father would mention her every time they quarreled, and I was also very cruel to her, because she removed my father from his position as prime minister of the left. Later, our family went to the Northern Cold Land, and since I was a child, I knew that the empress was very bad, and later my mother secretly took me back to the imperial capital. I saw my mother outside the firewood room, drawing with a knife on the face of a beautiful sister, which sister screamed in pain. At that time, my legs were weak from fright, and I wanted to wait for my mother to leave, and then secretly let that sister go. But my mother didn't leave long. The right prime minister came, saw me, and called someone, and I took him to his house. After that, the right prime minister asked me to worship him as my father-in-law, and I recognized Qianfeng as my father-in-law. There is also the sister who has a painting on her face, and she was cured by someone, but after she got better, she looked different from before, and her stepfather called me and called her stepmother, maybe my sister has grown up and changed, and she has grown into a stepmother, right? I wonder what I'll be like when I grow up?

When I saw her for the first time when I was six or seven years old, I heard that I was going to see the empress, and my hands and feet were cold and my whole body was shaking. Finally, my stepmother and father took me to kneel in front of her. I saw her and she wasn't as scary as I thought. On the contrary, I was shocked and very kind to me, and later I often went to the palace to see her. I can't do anything well, but she always gently tells me to take your time, don't worry, when you like what you do, you will naturally do it.

I began to work hard, and when I was thirteen years old I danced a sword for her for the first time, and she wiped the sweat from my head for me, when an electric current ran through my body.

After that, I worked harder to practice swords. I just want to show the best version of myself in front of you. Later, my hand with a sword was abolished, and you encouraged me to participate in politics, and after that, what I looked forward to the most was the last issue, because the last court could see you, and no matter what I said, you could give me a response in my heart. Slowly, I don't know how it feels to you. Until later.

When you said you wanted me to marry, I was really scared that I would lose my qualification to love you. When I saw you and the monk together, talking about swimming in the lake. I was very angry, I hated that monk very much, and I was afraid that you would be snatched away by others.

Why?

Why did you leave me, I will pretend not to love you in order to love you. Siming later killed the monk and the guards around him, and then released Yue Furui according to the order of the former empress. It also changed the (election of sons-in-law) who come to the tide every three years to (election of talents) that both men and women can participate. Some people say that the male emperor has a habit of dragon and yang, and he is obsessed with government politics every day without entering women's sex.

Siming is the first male emperor in the history of the Moon Kingdom, and he is also the most diligent emperor. Under his governance, Yueguo really did not close his door at night to the point of collecting money. Siming felt that these were not enough, not only to achieve equality between men and women, but also to achieve absolute freedom. Men and women can live as much as they want, whether it is a woman living with several men, or a man and several women starting a family, as long as they want to be happy. All orphans, widows, disabled people, young and old, are well protected, and everyone lives a very happy life. Of course, this also made Siming the most wise and brutal emperor in the history of the Moon Kingdom. He also killed countless corrupt officials and officials who did not perform effectively. Greatness and cruelty coexist in Siming. Of course, he is also the emperor with the most wives, and there are countless women and confidants in his life, and he is also a good male favorite, and countless women have bent their waists in his life. Until finally Siming left this world at the age of fifty, half of the subjects said that he was a great emperor, and half of the subjects said that he was a cruel emperor. In the middle, half of the subjects said that he was an amorous emperor, and half said that he was an infatuated emperor. But at that time, Siming didn't care about any of that anymore.

Siming was lying on the brown silk bed, his hair was almost completely white, and his old face seemed to have experienced more than his peers, and his eyes were in a trance, as if he had seen something that others could not see.

Kneeling beside the bed were ministers in red official uniforms. Your Majesty, just take a little medicine prescribed by the monk.

Siming said weakly, go out, I have no regrets, I shouted in a trance, my country, my subjects, my gentleness, my gentleness......

Finally closed his eyes.

The minister who had not gone far knelt on the ground and kowtowed loudly and cried loudly, and the emperor died......

Some ministers kowtowed heavily and their heads were bleeding, and some ministers passed out crying directly, and there was a wailing in the palace. A large number of people gathered outside the palace for a few days were also grief-stricken, and the ministers of mourning throughout the country were not allowed to waste extravagance and hold a state funeral three days later, and the people of the whole country spontaneously wore filial piety clothes to pray for blessings and mourning, and they all wore undyed linen straw sandals. In the end, he was buried with the first empress Wen Liang.