Chapter 857: Joy and Sorrow

After a moment of stunned, the haze that had been condensed on Wanli's face for many days quickly melted away like snow under the spring sun, and then what replaced it all became a smile of heartfelt joy: "Good ......" For a while, the emperor couldn't come up with a better explanation, and could only say a few good words in a row to show how surprised and happy he was. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Hearing the joy in the words of the Son of Heaven, Sun Hai's originally nervous expression immediately relaxed, and although his body was still kneeling on the ground, he was much more relaxed than before, and said in his mouth: "Slave and maid congratulate Your Majesty." ā€

"Do you know what is written in these two notes, so congratulations to me?" Wanli, who was in a good mood, unconsciously joked with Sun Hai, and laughed at the two things on the case.

"The slave maid doesn't know, but since Your Majesty has said so many good words, it must be a good thing, today is the Shangyuan Festival, it is double happiness, and the slave and maid naturally want to congratulate Your Majesty." Sun Hai hurriedly explained, and at the same time avoided a terrible trap. As an internal servant in front of the Son of Heaven, although the power is not small, there are still some things that cannot be done, such as peeking at the recital sent by the foreign minister before the emperor, if this is really known, his life may not be guaranteed. Although the emperor will not care about this now, no one dares to guarantee that after the incident, Wanli will not think of anything and pursue it.

"Then I will tell you, and I will make you happy and happy. My Yang Qing, he really lived up to my high hopes for him, and in such a chaotic situation in the southwest, he laid the whole victory for us and the Ming Dynasty, and killed the traitor chief Yang Yinglong. Moreover, in this way, the situation in Guangxi is very good, and the rebel civil strife is only in the day. "The Emperor needed someone to share his joy at this moment, so he did not shy away from saying the contents of the recital.

"Lord Yang is indeed loyal to state affairs and has outstanding abilities. But all this is fortunate to be Your Majesty's knowledge and employment, otherwise Lord Yang would not have made this contribution, in the eyes of the slave maid, it is Your Majesty that really protects the Ming Dynasty, or Your Majesty's wisdom! Sun Hai reacted extremely quickly, and immediately took advantage of the situation to flatter the emperor for a few words.

These few words were tickling Wanli's itch, making his mood even happier, in his opinion, his reuse of Yang Zhen was indeed a wise performance, otherwise there would not have been such a good result. But then, he laughed and scolded again: "You can speak, how can I be such a small person, the credit is all Yang Qing's, I will not compete with him." ā€

Speaking of this, Wanli thought of something again, and said: "Such a happy event, it must be known to the Manchu Dynasty as soon as possible, Sun Hai-"

"The slave is here!"

"You immediately send this to the cabinet, and let them report these two messages to all the ministries, no, let everyone in the world know that the affairs of the southwest have been very good, and soon, the imperial court will be able to quell this rebellion." Wanli immediately decided.

"Slave and maid command." After taking two steps on his knees and taking the two notes, Sun Hai kowtowed, got up and quickly retreated.

Watching him leave, the smile on Wanli's face was still undiminished, and he only swept the northside newspaper on the table that had just been sent by Zhang Whale, and showed a look of disdain: "Since the affairs in the southwest have gradually stabilized, the north is no longer a problem." This Shangyuan Festival, I can also live comfortably. ā€

In fact, the cabinet Zhang Siwei and they already knew what the emperor's attitude would be towards this, so good news, the imperial court naturally could not hide it, especially today is the first day of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, and they can use this matter to make the atmosphere of the festival more enthusiastic, so before Sun Hai came, several cabinet members were already quickly formulating various decrees. After receiving the will, they did not hesitate at all, and quickly sent a few drafted copies of the book to the General Administration Department, and after printing it, it was sent to all the states in the world.

Whether it is Beijing, or other states and counties, people are excited to go out of their homes, wandering between the mountains and lanterns, venting the joy in their hearts, and the emperor is even more to come to the noon gate, and the people are happy.

The whole world is so happy, except for a small village in Guangxi-

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival is lit up everywhere, that is, the city of Guilin, which has just experienced several disasters, is now also brightly lit, and the people and officers and soldiers are gathering in the city, as if they want to take back the previous grievances and tensions.

But in the small village of Chijiagouzi, dozens of miles away from Guilin, everyone looked gloomy, and there was no joy at all, even if it was Yang Zhen, a person who had made great contributions to the imperial court, there was no joy on his face.

And the two women beside him still had tears flowing on their faces, especially Zhang Jingyun, who was kneeling in front of a mound of earth at the moment, her face was full of sadness, and the tears of the bean size continued to flow, sobbing slowly. Even if Luo Yueying, who was accompanied by her, kept comforting her, it was to no avail, and the tears did not stop.

Just because, what was standing in front of her was what she had been looking for, but she was most afraid of finding-the grave of her grandfather Zhang Tianqian.

Not long after Yang Zhen and the others returned to Guilin safely, someone spread the news. And after he rushed over to confirm, he sent someone back to Pingle, picked up Zhang Jingyun and them, and took her to this inconspicuous small village.

Zhang Jingyun never thought that the grandfather she came to the southwest to look for this time had already turned into a handful of loess, this blow was really too big, which made her both unacceptable and grief-stricken, so she could only kneel in front of the grave for a long time and failed to collect her mind.

"Sister, people can't be resurrected after death, you still don't have to be too sad, it will only hurt your body, this is not Erlang and me, let alone Zhang Daochang under Jiuquan, what he wants to see." Luo Yueying put her arms around Zhang Jingyun's shoulders and comforted in a low voice.

But this effect is extremely limited, because at this moment, Zhang Jingyun only has in his mind the experience of following his grandfather to the north and south, and his voice and smile appear one by one - his own naughtiness, how he lovingly tolerated it; how he took care of himself when he was sick; When he had doubts, how did he teach them carefully...... Everything was so clear that it seemed like it was right in front of you. But now, when he has a heart and is about to become a wife, his grandfather, who loves him the most, can no longer share his happiness......

This kind of grief is not something that can be resolved by a few words of comfort, in fact, what Luo Yueying said in her ear, Zhang Jingyun didn't listen to it at all. At this time, she only wished that she hadn't come to the southwest, so that maybe she wouldn't know the news that made her heartbroken.

Yang Zhen stood behind the two women, and his face was also gloomy. But he knows that this kind of thing cannot be hidden, and only by letting her accept this result earlier can she make it better to have a long pain than a short pain, and let Zhang Jingyun start a new life.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Yang Zhen finally stepped forward, came to Zhang Jingyun's side and knelt down, and hugged her body: "Jingyun, don't be too sad, although you don't have a grandfather, Yueying and I are also your relatives, and we will take care of you for a lifetime." You don't want Grandpa to worry about you underground, do you? ā€

The words of the man she loved were more likely to be heard by Zhang Jingyun, and after being stunned for a while, she fell into Yang Zhen's arms, shed tears, and sobbed: "Erlang...... Grandpa, he's never going to come to see me again......"

"I know, but the Taoist is profound, maybe he has already ascended to the sky at this time, and he will still take care of you in the sky." Feeling the tears on his chest soaking his clothes, Yang Zhen felt even more distressed in his heart, so he stroked her long hair and said: "Moreover, you still have us, I will take care of you, I will marry you." In this way, in front of your grandfather, we will get married! ā€

"Ah......" Yang Zhen's sudden statement made Zhang Jingyun stunned, and then blushed, and even forgot about sadness for a while: "What are you talking nonsense, how could I have said that I would marry you......"

"Whether you marry me or not, I will marry you." Yang Zhen didn't care about the other party's opposition at all, and immediately turned his head solemnly towards Zhang Tianqian's tomb and said, "Daochang Zhang, no, now it's time for me to change my name and call you grandpa...... Grandpa, when you left the capital, you asked me to take good care of Jingyun. Later, after you knew your fate, you sent me a letter asking me to take care of her for the rest of her life. Now, I, Yang Zhen, solemnly swear in front of you, I want to marry Jingyun as my wife, cherish her, and take care of her for a lifetime, you can rest assured. If I can't do that in the future, you can trouble me. ā€

"You ......" Zhang Jingyun didn't expect Yang Zhen to do what he said, he was even more ashamed and anxious, but at the same time, his heart was also sweet. In fact, she has long regarded herself as Yang Zhen's wife, but the reserve of her daughter's family makes it difficult for her to take the initiative, but now, this wish has been realized in front of her grandfather's grave, which makes her not know how to react for a while.

"Jingyun, I can also assure you that we will completely avenge Grandpa's revenge. I have already killed the father and son of the Xu family who killed him and the White Lotus Sect before, so in the future, I will continue to fight them until the White Lotus Sect is completely erased from this world! Yang Zhen looked at Zhang Jingyun's eyes and said solemnly.

Zhang Jingyun finally nodded: "Well, I believe Erlang ...... you"

Yang Zhen nodded lightly, and then took Zhang Jingyun and Luo Yueying into his arms: "Okay, this trip to the southwest is almost over, the war will soon subside, let's go back to Beijing, and then hold a wedding banquet, I want everyone to know that you Zhang Jingyun is also my wife." ā€

"Ah...... People aren't ready...... "The shy objection was quickly ignored......