Outside the city of Hangzhou, a mansion rises from the ground. The people of the pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info know that the owner of this family has a very big background and has a very close relationship with many high-ranking officials of the imperial court, but they know very little about the details.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the owner of this house for being too low-key, he does not have thousands of acres of fertile land, but the business is all over the country, even so, it is difficult for others to see the owner of this house.

The reason why this is so is because he not only lives in Hangzhou City, in fact, in Beijing, in Jinling, in every city he likes, there is a house that belongs to him, and he is never bound to one place.

The weather was a little cold, Peng Yue slowly walked out of the house, quietly staring at the newly built mansion, he was a little nostalgic for the old, so this new mansion was almost no different from his old mansion in the capital.

In fact, he had just returned from the capital, and he was going to find someone, and it was a woman, her name was Yan Mengyun. But she was docile by nature, but she became stubborn and refused to go with her.

Even when Peng Yue took herself and her child Peng Tianjie and tried to persuade her with family affection, she was unmoved.

Peng Yue knew that Yan Mengyun hesitated, because although she turned her back to herself, Peng Yue noticed that her shoulders shook violently and heard her sobbing slightly, but she still didn't answer herself in the end.

Peng Yue knew that he had broken her heart, and Peng Yue knew that he was ashamed of her, so he wanted to try his best to make amends. But even though Yan Song, who caused the estrangement between the two at the beginning, has died of heart disease, she still refuses to forgive herself. Maybe in her heart, if she was willing to save herself, she wouldn't have lost her family, right?

Peng Yue didn't want to force her anymore, because of this heart disease, she could only solve it by herself, so he finally pulled Peng Tianjie, who was crying to find his mother, and silently withdrew.

Peng Yue stood at the door, quietly staring at her slightly thin back, only to see her wearing monk's robes, green lanterns changing volumes, and reading there: One repairs all repairs, one breaks everything is broken, one proves all the proofs, such as cutting silk and dyeing, and a moment can be...

Peng Yue finally came back, without Yan Mengyun, but just moved everything in the capital here.

He likes this kind of decoration, likes this kind of construction, likes the grass and trees here, but the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year. It seems to be a little old again...

However, since deciding to leave the officialdom and retire to the people, Peng Yue feels that he has slowed down the speed of aging a little, at least, he still has a young heart.

He thought that over the years, he had done a lot of things for the Ming Dynasty, with public interests and selfishness, and he even longed for a strong mark on the history books.

But facts have proved that a person's strength is still too small, his own ability is still lacking, this world, there is no difference because of his arrival, it still exists the same joys and sorrows, the same clutch, the same wonders, the same imperfections.

Peng Yue is now pessimistic, and he has seen through it, things always have a trend of slow development, which cannot be changed by manpower, maybe in the dark, there is really a way to arrange it.

It's good that this way, there is more quietness, more tranquility, and more comfort, so Peng Yue left adrift, leaving no traces.

However, as an old friend for many years, Peng Yue still left a poem to Xu Jie to show encouragement, or to show admonition. Of course, that poem was not written by Peng Yue, but by Yang Shen, one of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty, but he was far away in Yunnan, and it is estimated that Xu Jie, who had not seen this poem, so Peng Yue told him in advance:

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, the waves are sweeping away the heroes, the success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

The white-haired fisherman river is blocked, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, a pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, how many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing and talking.

Peng Yue didn't know what Xu Jie's reaction would be when he saw this poem, and he didn't know how he felt, but he hoped he could understand his deep meaning.

Originally, Peng Yue also wanted to tell Xu Jie to be careful of the high arch in the court, and he also wanted to tell him that the Jurchen clan in the northeast was also a big trouble...

In fact, Peng Yue still wanted to tell Xu Jie, a lot, but then I thought about it, there is really no need, everything is a providential fate, not a few people can change it, there is no high arch to seize power, and Zhang Gong and Li Gong. Without Nurhachi's rebellion, and perhaps others, everything is a certainty and cannot be changed.

Besides, this Zhu Houxi is not a Ming Jun at all, and so is Wanli later, and Zhu Youxiao is also something, why should he worry about the country for them? Do you want to tell him all the 5,000 years of China? So Peng Yue just left such a poem for Xu Jie.

That's enough, and it's not a beautiful thing to quietly watch everything develop in order? The corners of Peng Yue's mouth swayed slightly.

Suddenly, a baby's cry called Peng Yue back from his memories, and Peng Yue trembled, turned around suddenly, and looked into the room.

"Master, Madame has given birth, it's a young lady...", a little maid in the house quickly ran out of the house and reported the good news to Peng Yue.

"Really? Is Wan'er alright? Peng Yue asked anxiously.

"It's okay...", the maid gasped twice, "Mother and son are safe!" ”

"Good! Good! Peng Yue's face was full of joy, and his heart finally let go.

In fact, since the Ziling incident happened, Peng Yue had a shadow in his heart. Therefore, when Gu Wan'er was about to give birth, he actually went out of the house, because he really didn't dare to stay at the scene, he tried to let himself forget about Gu Wan'er's birth first, think about other things to distract himself, and then get a good news.

Sure enough, Peng Yue finally waited for the good news, and he ran out of the house excitedly, but happened to bump into Qiu Qingge who came out of the house with the child in his arms.

"How did you get the child out?" , Peng Yue stood in front of Qiu Qingge and looked at the fleshy little guy in her arms, with a look of pity on his face.

"Wan'er said that you definitely want to see the child first, so let me take it out...", Qiu Qingge said with a smile, "And she said that she looks ugly now, and she doesn't want to see you yet..."

"Hehe... She's always like this...", Peng Yue glanced at Qiu Qingge, and then focused on the child in her arms.

"Hurry up and give the girl a name...", Qiu Qingge pouted at Peng Yue Nunu, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Uh...", Peng Yue scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, in fact, he really hadn't thought about it yet.

"As the saying goes, the daughter of this life and the lover of the previous life, let's call her Ling'er!" , Peng Yue winked at Qiu Qingge slyly, and then smiled at her knowingly.

Qiu Qingge knew that Peng Yue had never forgotten Ziling, he was not a ruthless and unscrupulous person.

But Peng Yue's words reminded Qiu Qingge of those tangled and beautiful years: he and Ziling were jealous, and they thought they would win, but in the end, it was Ziling who married Peng Yue.

But no matter what, at least now he is by his side, thinking of this, Qiu Qingge couldn't help but lean on Peng Yue's shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes...

Qiu Qingge was thinking, why didn't Peng Yue think about it? Looking at the afterglow reflected by the setting sun, Peng Yue seemed to have returned to the green years of that year, and the brilliant colors in the sky seemed to be slowly condensing into the smiling face of Ziling in his impression.

She is really smiling at herself, the daughter of this life, the lover of the previous life, but after all, there are some regrets, destined to be irreparable, some people can't even be the lover of this life! But what can I do?

The sun is slowly setting, but it will rise sometime, won't it? Peng Yue firmly believes...

Note: There are three endings in this book, which are supplemented to meet the different preferences of readers. If you don't like Finale 1, please refer to Finale 2 and 3. In addition, this book has ended, I hope that readers who like this book can come to the starting point and make up a subscription to the author's ending, just the ending, the author will be very happy, thank you! (To be continued.) )