Along the way, Bai Suyan's pleasant and beautiful explanation made the group feel as if they were in the time and space of history, and personally felt the high wind and bright festival of Shu Prime Minister Zhuge Liang who had done his best and died when the world was divided into three parts of the world.

"Zhuge Liang has done his best to die for the sake of Shu!" Liu Qingqing looked at the big ancestral hall in front of him and said softly. However, after a while, she didn't know what she thought of, and sighed softly: "This is also the encounter with Liu Chan, the king of the dead country!" Historically, there have been more loyal ministers who have achieved great merit and shocked the Lord, but what about the result......"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but think of what happened to Lu Heng, and sighed softly in their hearts.

Lu Heng didn't know what to say about this question.

After the women saw themselves returning to their old jobs and serving the royal family in the past few days, although they didn't say anything, Lu Heng could still see the worries in their hearts.

It is precisely because of this that in order to let them not worry about these things, Lu Heng has taken them all the way to the mountains and rivers in the past few days.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the Wuhou Temple, I mentioned the thoughts of the women.

At this time, looking at the statue of Wuhou in the ancestral hall. Lu Heng smiled and said lightly: "Do your best, and then die." Therefore, throughout the ages, there has only been one martial marquis! ”

Turning his head and looking at the women in front of him who looked gorgeous, but could not hide the sadness in their eyes, Lu Heng stretched out his arms, spread his hands and said, "Look at me, where do you look like the kind of person who does his best for the country?" ”

Seeing Liu Qingqing's daughters, they looked tempted and looked at themselves expectantly.

Lu Heng smiled and groped his chin. After thinking for a while, he smiled: "Don't worry." At most, it won't take a year for you to get out of the court. Then ......"

And then. Lu Heng smiled excitedly. Full of anticipation, he said, "When the time comes." Let's go back to the small courtyard in Jiangning together, watch Qinhuai Fengyue, Baiwei life!! ”

Speaking of this, Lu Heng's heart moved and glanced at Liu Qingqing.

And Liu Qingqing also remembered that he had been with Lu Heng in front of the flower. The past on the banks of the Qinhuai River. After seeing Lu Heng's catchy gaze, Liu Qingqing's pretty face turned slightly red.

Lu Heng had a faint smile on his face, thinking about his future life: "In your spare time, go out for a walk and see the magnificent rivers and mountains of Dazhou." Well, maybe you can even travel abroad! ”

Today's Big Week. It remains the center of the world.

There are not a few Fanbangs who come to the Great Zhou every year to pay tribute and study, including many black people from Asia, Africa and Latin America, and some Europeans who have crossed the ocean.

Well, it seems that at this time, America and Australia have not yet been discovered! It's still a barren place, so don't go.

However, for Europe, Lu Heng still has a great interest in it.

What Norse mythology, Aegean too.

Thinking about it, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Lu Heng's mouth.

However, before going to these places again, first, I have to take Princess Ankang, who is far away in the capital, back home, and then go to Wutai Mountain.

Hehe, there's a fairy sister there.

Thinking of this, Lu Heng secretly glanced back at Bai Suyan with a weak heart.

Yesterday, I told Bai Suyan about Ouyang Mochou. Moreover, he was instructed to let Bai Suyan keep it a secret.

When Bai Suyan heard Lu Heng talk about this, Bai Suyan, who had already been helpless against Lu Heng, just covered his forehead and sighed lightly: After seeing you, how to explain to Sister Liu and Sister Ruolan.

At this time, he glanced back at Bai Suyan.

Seeing that Bai Suyan was not abnormal, Lu Heng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Xianggong, Xianggong!" Liu Qingqing's voice echoed in his ears, and he seemed to have some resentment.

Lu Heng came back to his senses and hurriedly looked. I saw Liu Qingqing pouting, looking at herself resentfully.

"Ahh Lu Heng hurriedly asked with a smile.

"What do you want?" Liu Qingqing glared at Lu Heng and said with a grin.

"No, I didn't think about anything!" Lu Heng smiled and waved his hand generously.

"I must be thinking about which fox is it!" Su Qianqian hugged her arms and said with a sneer.

On the side, Ouyang Ruolan nodded vigorously, extremely agreeing.

"What do you say, sister without makeup!" Wang Tingzhi took Bai Suyan's arm and asked in a low voice.

Bai Suyan looked at Lu Heng with a smile, and then said softly: "This, I'm afraid only Xianggong himself knows!" Right, Xianggong! ”

Lu Heng waved his hand and said awe-inspiringly: "How is it possible?" ”

"Cut!"

When a group of women heard this, they pouted one after another, obviously not believing it.

Lu Heng was depressed.

"By the way, Qingqing, what did you just say?" Seeing that the signs were wrong, Lu Heng hurriedly changed the topic.

Liu Qingqing glared at Lu Heng, and then let Lu Heng go for the time being.

Raising his head, he looked at the main hall of the Wuhou Temple in front of him, and said with a smile: "Look, Xianggong, since we came in, we have found a lot of poems and couplet works by historical celebrities!" Xianggong, do you want to have a song? ”

"That's right, Xianggong!"

A group of women clapped their hands and applauded, losing no time in egging Lu Hengdao.

Lu Heng smiled bitterly and looked at the group of women in front of him. After thinking about it in my head, it was an opportunity to change the topic at this time.

So, Lu Heng coughed, nodded modestly and said, "Okay!" Since the wives can afford it so much, the great talent will be ugly! ”

A group of people then entered the Zhuge Liang Palace.

Inside, the descendants of Wuhou, who had already learned the news, stepped forward to greet them.

After hearing that Lu Heng was going to leave Mobao, the descendants of Wuhou were overjoyed and hurriedly sent someone to fetch pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Liu Qingqing personally rolled up his sleeves and grinded with his own hands.

Lu Heng crouched in front of the desk, muttered slightly for a moment, and then dropped the end of the pen.

"Shu Xiang"

After Liu Qingqing read softly, she turned her head and glanced at Lu Heng, who was contemplating on the paper, with a look in her beautiful eyes.

"Where to find the Prime Minister's Ancestral Hall? Outside Jinguan City, Parson.

The green grass is from the spring, and the yellow oriole is hollow and has a good sound.

Three times to worry about the world, two dynasties to help the old ministers.

He died before he left the school, which made the hero cry. ”

In the end, Lu Heng was behind the poem again. mentioned a few small words: the tenth day of October in the sixth year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan, in Chengdu Wuhou Temple. Lu Yongzheng is playing here with his wife's room. Inspired by it!

After writing all this, Lu Heng put the brush on Yantai. Straighten up. Look at this sprinkled side of poetry. Smile slightly.

Du Fu's "Shu Xiang" truly reflects the lives of the two of them. Let the descendants of Wuhou on the side feel in their hearts and can't help crying.

On the side, Liu Qingqing and several women. After seeing the poems that annoyed the world and opened the hearts of the old ministers of the two dynasties, I couldn't help but think of what happened to Xianggong.

From Jiangning at the beginning, to Tokyo later. The road taken by Xiang Gong is almost no different from that of Shu Xiang.

Xiang Gong wrote this "Shu Xiang". Between the lines, it is not his own path.

Lu Heng himself is nothing. A sad and lost expression. On the contrary, after writing this poem, a relaxed look appeared on his face.

It was as if a final decision had been made, and it was a heartfelt relief.

Waiting for the descendants of Wuhou, with trembling hands, the paper was framed, and then collected like a pilgrimage. Lu Heng smiled slightly, turned his head, stretched out his hand, touched Liu Qingqing's nose, and said with a smile: "Okay!" ”

Liu Qingqing blushed, lowered his head and hummed softly.

……

This song "Shu Xiang" spread out the next day. And, at a very fast speed, it spreads to all corners of the Great Week.

The poets, in addition to lamenting the noble sentiments of Shu Xiang who had done his best and died, also felt great pity and sympathy for the author of this poem and the current emperor.

Not only the literati, but even those local officials, when they saw this poem, they couldn't help but smash their mouths and admire.

The style of the emperor, it is difficult for me to wait for the horse!

And in Tokyo, the wave sparked by this poem is much stronger than anywhere else in the Great Zhou.

As more and more people began to recite the poem. In the streets and alleys, in the alleys and alleys, you can hear rumors about Shu Xiang and the emperor.

Palace.

In the imperial study, the emperor looked at the ins and outs of the matter.

Thinking that Lu Heng actually wrote this poem in order to meet the requirements of his wife, he suddenly felt a little ridiculous in his heart.

As for the rumor that the emperor lamented that he did not meet his talents, the emperor naturally scoffed at this kind of rhetoric.

In other words, others may use this method of resentment to pour out their pitiful heart. But Lu Heng won't.

Absolutely not!

A guy who rejects me again and again will be this kind of person. A guy who is also the generalissimo of soldiers and horses, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the power leans towards the government and the opposition, but he is not here, will he be this kind of person?

The Emperor shook his head and smiled, closed the fold, and looked up at the nightingale standing in front of him.

"By the way, what else has Lord Lu been doing during this time?"

There is no way, the eighth brother has an awkward relationship with himself because of Lu Heng's matter. He refused to reveal anything to himself, so the emperor had to use this method to eavesdrop on the news.

Nightingale replied respectfully: "Lord Lu has formulated a five-year economic development plan for Chengdu, saying that it is for Zhao Wenhui and Lord Zhao!" It's just that the subordinates are incompetent and haven't seen the original plan! ”

The emperor smiled unmindfully, and then asked with a smile: "Did Lu Heng say that how is this Zhao Minghui?" ”

Nightingale thought for a while, nodded and said, "Lord Lu said that Lord Zhao is a fat and strong donkey, which is suitable for this piece of heavy grinding in Chengdu!" And this five-year plan is the whip that makes this donkey diligent! ”

When the emperor heard this, he said; After being stunned for a moment, he laughed.

I was thinking about how to make Zhao Minghui diligent in government. Lu Heng suddenly came up with such a clever trick, haha, although he didn't pass the letter, but Yongzheng and I really cooperated seamlessly!

With the old stomach in his heart, the emperor laughed so much that even the tea cup in his hand trembled.

The tea was spilled everywhere, and the chief manager on the side exclaimed, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe off the tea splashed on his hands for the emperor.

The emperor was delighted, waved his hand and said, "It's okay! Ha ha! ”

Putting the teacup on the table, after the emperor shook off the water stains on his hands, he smiled and said to Ouchi Chief: "I suddenly thought of a poem that Lu Heng wrote before!" ”

"What poem?" Ouchi asked with a smile.

The emperor was full of smiles, touched his beard, and said with a smile: "There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart!" (To be continued......