The sleeping palace of the Great Song Emperor was unusually quiet, a round of cold moon on the sky shone obliquely on the palace wall, and the north wind in early winter howled across the palace city, making people feel cold from the heart. A mournful shout pierced the night sky and echoed through the palace for a long time.

"Your Majesty! Forgive the micro-ministers! This voice actually came from the mouth of Zhao Kuangyin, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and he woke up from a nightmare again, and cold sweat had already covered his clothes.

For several days in a row, he dreamed that his old man came to ask him for his life, and when he woke up, he was in pain, his chest was suffocated, and his body was getting worse and worse. He seemed to have a premonition that his life was short.

Zhao Kuangyin did not go to the morning court for many days due to physical discomfort, and on this day he was sitting in the pavilion by the lake thinking about his thoughts, and a eunuch came to report, "Your Majesty, the King of Jin is now asking to see him outside the palace, I wonder if Your Majesty let him enter the palace?" Zhao Kuangyin nodded, "Since the royal brother is here, let him in." ”

Soon, Zhao Guangyi arrived at the pavilion, he saw that his second brother Zhao Kuangyin was depressed alone, his face was full of sadness, and asked: "Brother Huang, why are you so haggard after not seeing you for a few days, what's wrong with you?" You have always bowed to everything, why haven't you been to court for days? ”

Zhao Kuangyin sighed, "Alas, don't hide it from the third brother, I recently dreamed that the old man came to ask for his life every night, it was really frightening." I still feel a dull pain in my chest, how can I get on the court? ”

Zhao Guangyi thought for a while, "Brother Huang, I heard that there is a Taoist priest in Kaifeng City, who claims to be the reincarnation of an immortal, and I heard that the people in the city say that this person does have some real skills. The younger brother thought that it would be better to let him enter the palace and do things for His Majesty, and maybe he would be able to get better. ”

Zhao Kuangyin said suspiciously: "What the third brother said is true? If this Taoist priest really has some magical powers, let him enter the palace quickly and share my worries! ”

Zhao Guangyi nodded, "Brother Huang, I will send someone to invite him into the palace, which will definitely relieve Brother Huang's troubles." He said that he hurriedly went out of the palace and returned to the house, and arranged to go.

Two days later, Zhao Guangyi really took an old Taoist priest into the palace. Zhao Kuangyin saw that the person who came had passed the age of antiquity, but he was in good spirits, and he was really like an old immortal, and he seemed to see some hope from the old Taoist.

"Old Dao Elder, I don't know where you are practicing, what do you call the Dao name? I heard that you have a half-immortal body, I wonder if you can worry about me? Zhao Kuangyin said, his tone was full of respect and expectation.

The old Taoist priest gave a deep bow and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao has seen Your Majesty. Poor Dao became a monk in Longhu Mountain, and the law name was quiet. His Majesty's Poor Taoist Temple is dark, but recently he often dreams that the deceased comes to ask for his life? ”

Zhao Kuangyin was shocked in his heart, and said secretly, "This Taoist priest only glanced at me, and he knew why I was worried, it is indeed extraordinary. He asked again: "Could it be that you are the head of the Zhengyi faction, Jing Ying Zhenjun?" Really good ability! I wonder if there's anything you can do to resolve this? ”

Jing Ying Zhenjun hesitated: "Your Majesty, although you are diligent in government and love the people, you have killed too much in your life, and you have done a few unfortunate things to make the souls of the dead underground ask for your majesty's life." It is indeed not easy for Your Majesty to resolve this matter, and the poor road can only do his best, as for whether he can exorcise evil spirits and continue his life for His Majesty, it depends on the will of God! ”

Zhao Kuangyin nodded and said with a smile: "Zhenjun, I know that your spells are unparalleled in the world, you just need to do your best." If I can't even do it in the end, I won't force it. ”

Jing Ying Zhenjun said respectfully: "Your Majesty, that poor Dao will set up a Dharma field in this palace, and everything will be known in three days." ”

Zhao Kuangyin was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked his eunuchs and palace maids to help prepare for the ceremony, the emperor wanted to prepare the ceremony, and his subordinates naturally did not dare to slack off. But seeing that he pinched the mantra, chanted the scriptures, and burned a piece of yellow table paper, everything was very lawful. Seeing this, Zhao Kuangyin felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, and there was really no nightmare that night.

On the second day, Zhao Kuangyin praised Jingying Zhenjun and gave him a lot of gold and silver. Jing Ying Zhenjun was not polite, and accepted them all. Zhao Kuangyin just had a little spirit, and remembered that there were many state affairs to discuss with Zhao Pu, and sent someone to pass Zhao Pu into the palace, but Zhao Pu said that he was seriously ill and could not leave the house, and Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but be a little displeased.

On this day, when it came to the three-day period, Jing Ying Zhenjun finished the Dharma and received the Dharma field. Zhao Kuangyin saw that he had accepted the law field, and hurriedly asked, "Zhenjun, you have worked hard for the past three days." I don't know, how many years do I have to live? ”

Jing Ying Zhenjun said with some trepidation: "Your Majesty, I don't dare to say it. ”

Zhao Kuangyin smiled, "Haha, why is Zhenjun so nervous, didn't I tell you, if I can continue my life, I will be grateful, if I can't, I will never blame you, you just have to tell the truth." ”

Jing Ying Zhenjun sighed, "Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, your fate is tied to the sky, you can look up at the night sky tonight, if the sky is clear and the galaxy is dense, you can live for as little as fifteen years, as much as thirty years." But if the wind blows and the snow falls, I am afraid that you will die soon......"

Zhao Kuangyin nodded, "I know, there is Lao Zhenjun!" As he spoke, he rewarded Jingying Zhenjun with a lot of possessions. Jingying Zhenjun accepted the remuneration and was about to leave, but Zhao Kuangyin repeatedly kept it to no avail.

In the evening, in front of the Banzai Palace.

In November, the evening in Kaifeng City was already icy cold. Zhao Kuangyin just stood outside the hall, and let everyone advise, he seemed to be unaware.

Zhao Kuangyin's heart was very conflicted at this time, although he did not want to die in his heyday in the Spring and Autumn Period. can think that Concubine Ai is no longer there, and he owes Chai Rong and others too much, so that he lives in memories and self-blame all day long, he would rather die, so at least it will be happy!

I don't know how long I stood there, but it gradually got dark. A gust of north wind blew on Zhao Kuangyin's face, he slowly came back to his senses, slowly raised his head, and looked at the high night sky. He saw that the sky was cloudless tonight, and thousands of stars were shining brightly.

"Ai Fei, it seems that the will of heaven is like this, and my life should not be broken. I won't be able to accompany you for more than ten years, you have to take care over there! Zhao Kuangyin sighed softly, at this time he didn't know whether he was happy or worried, but that faint helplessness could not be hidden.

"Your Majesty can rest assured, according to the words of the true monarch, tonight's celestial phenomena are a good omen. Don't stand outside for a long time, please pay attention to the dragon body! Ouchi advised.

Zhao Kuangyin nodded, and was about to turn around and enter the hall, but at the moment when he turned around, there was a sudden strong wind, which blew so that the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble, and countless frightened birds were chirping in the sky.

He was shocked, and hurriedly looked at the sky again, at this time the night sky even the moon had been covered by dark clouds, where was there still half a star?

Zhao Kuangyin frowned and shouted: "It's really providence!" Providence makes people! After shouting, he coughed several times, which affected the injuries in his body, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

The chief manager of Ouchi hurriedly hugged Zhao Kuangyin and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" He shouted to the little eunuch behind him: "What are you still doing in a daze, quickly pass on the imperial doctor!" ”

Zhao Kuangyin's heart was very confused at this time, he shook his head, and said, "No need, it can't cure my illness too much." You ask the royal brother to come to drink with me, and the rest of the people go down, and you are not allowed to enter the temple without my order! After he finished speaking, he forced himself into the Hall of Long Life.

Not long after, Zhao Guangyi brought two jars of wine into the hall. When Zhao Kuangyin saw him coming, he smiled and said, "Third brother, you are here, sit down." Zhao Guangyi sat down beside Zhao Kuangyin as he said, and he asked, "Brother Huang, I heard that you just vomited blood, is your dragon body still healthy?" ”

Zhao Kuangyin smiled bitterly, "Haha, if what Zhenjun said is true, I'm afraid that I won't be able to live in a few days, what's the use of this body being unhealthy?" ”

Zhao Guangyi sighed, "Alas, Brother Huang, don't think nonsense, you have been overly sad about the death of your fifth brother and sister-in-law these days, and you have been riddled with nightmares for days. The world can't be left without an owner for a day, you are always in grief and can't extricate yourself, it's not a long-term solution! ”

Zhao Kuangyin said: "Your imperial sister-in-law and fifth brother are poor people! When Concubine Ai and Murong Yanyun met Wei Mo, she became infatuated with him, and after so many years, she suffered a lot of grievances for Murong Yanyun, and she was also heartbroken. Later, she met me, and it was my sincerity that touched her. We thought we would grow old together, but how did we know that she would go like that in front of me! Your fifth brother is even more loyal, and has done so much for my country, but in the end, because I was too suspicious, I didn't tell anyone, which made you kill him by mistake! ”

Zhao Guangyi pretended to be puzzled and said: "Brother Huang, didn't the fifth brother die when he was two years old, how could Han Yonglin be the fifth brother?" ”

Zhao Kuangyin sighed and explained: "When he was seriously ill, our whole family thought that the fifth brother would not get better, but my father's friend Tai Shilie happened to arrive at home at this time, and said that he knew a miracle doctor who could cure the fifth brother's illness, so my father asked him to take the fifth brother for treatment. ”

Zhao Guangyi said in confusion: "Brother Huang, I know about this matter, but a year later, Tai Shilie sent a letter saying that the fifth brother was dead, could it be that he came back from the dead?" ”

Zhao Kuangyin shook his head, "How can there be people in this world who come back from the dead?" Tai Shilie healed the fifth brother back then, but the fifth brother was young and playful, and he accidentally got lost on the way back, but Tai Shilie was afraid that his father would blame him, so he lied that the fifth brother was dead. Twenty years later, the fifth brother grew up and coincidentally threw himself into the Ten Thousand Daomen Gate. It's just that he has grown up and followed the surname of his adoptive parents, so Tai Shilie naturally can't recognize him. He only thought that the fifth brother was an ordinary disciple, and when he saw that the fifth brother had outstanding qualifications, he was careful, and so another five years passed. Later, I once accidentally met the two of them at the inn, and after some conversation, I was sure that the person in front of me was the fifth brother, because I always remembered that the fifth brother had a toad-like birthmark on his shoulder. Han Yonglin not only has this mark, but also his life experience is completely consistent. After 20 years, my brother finally recognized each other. At that time, I heard that Xianshui Yan had set up a dragon and tiger conference, so he must attend the meeting and do everything possible to get rid of Murong Yanyun. Unexpectedly, Murong Yanyun's martial arts were so strong that the fifth brother couldn't start, so he had no choice but to slash Tai Shilie, kill people, and then take advantage of the good feelings of You Fanyi and Murong Pingzhou to smoothly approach Murong Yanyun, and this is what happened later......"

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew in from outside the palace gate, and Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but shiver. Seeing this, Zhao Guangyi hurriedly said: "The imperial brother is weak, so he must not catch a cold." With that, he got up and closed the door.

Zhao Kuangyin was about to continue, when he suddenly saw that the third brother who turned around seemed to have changed a person, his expression was unprecedentedly ruthless, and the corners of his mouth were even more unpredictable.

"Hahaha, second brother, do you really think I don't know anything? My father has always favored you, taught you the best martial arts, and asked the monks to guide you, but what about me? I obviously have better qualifications than you, but my father doesn't even look at me! Let me take care of the tedious things at home all day long, my martial arts were so low that any person in the rivers and lakes could bully me, do you know how much I was wronged? That day, I was beaten by the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and you and my father didn't even ask, you are so ruthless! ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Guangyi smiled more and more arrogantly, "Since that day, I have vowed to practice a martial art to destroy the world, since the Ten Thousand Swords Gate has offended me, I will attack the Ten Thousand Swords Gate." I first pretended to gain Tai Shilie's trust, and then I poisoned the wine he gave during the banquet. When he found out that he had been poisoned, he told me the truth, hoping that I would spare him for the sake of him having saved his fifth brother and taught him for so many years. For the sake of my own reputation, how could I let him live in the world, he is really too naïve! As for Tai Shi Lie, who the fifth brother killed on the Xianshui Rock, it was just a pretence by my subordinates! There was a touch of sadness and resentment in his smile that made Zhao Kuangyin shudder.

Zhao Kuangyin looked at Zhao Guangyi in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned, he said after a while: "Third brother, you misunderstood me and my father." At that time, my father felt that it was difficult for the royal brother to run the family, and the family's wealth could not be outflowed, so you were asked to take care of various affairs for the family, so that one day your father was gone, and you would inherit these family belongings! ”

Zhao Guangyi sneered again, "Hahaha, Brother Huang, you are really joking!" Maybe others don't know, but who in your heart and I is not clear? You've taken all these belongings to make those fox friends and dog friends, have I gotten any of them? ”

Zhao Kuangyin sighed, "I did make some friends in the rivers and lakes back then, but most of these people are now the founding fathers of the court, did I do something wrong?" ”

Zhao Guangyi shook his head, "That's right, there's nothing wrong at all!" You used all your family property in exchange for your glory and wealth, your splendid country, but what did I get except for a Jin king? Why do you use the Zhao family's property to exchange your country, why! Even if you say that my father left me this belongings, I want you to return them to me now! ”

Zhao Kuangyin looked at Zhao Guangyi in front of him, the third brother he once thought he was the most familiar with, but now he feels so unfamiliar. He didn't believe that the person in front of him was really the third brother who had always been polite and silent. But he knew so well about the Zhao family's affairs back then, how could he be someone else?

After a long time, Zhao Kuangyin asked: "Third brother, what you said may be reasonable, but this family property has been exchanged by the imperial brother for the thousands of miles of the Great Song Dynasty, you are asking me now, what will I pay you back?" ”

Zhao Guangyi slowly poured a glass of wine, so calm, so calm. He raised his wine glass and slowly walked in front of Zhao Kuangyin, his voice was unprecedentedly cold, cold to the soul, "Second brother, use your splendid mountains and rivers to pay it back now!" ”

Zhao Kuangyin pointed at Zhao Guangyi, and said with a helpless wry smile: "Hahaha, third brother, do you want me to drink this poisonous wine?" I still remember that night I said, there are only four people who can kill me in this world, counting me, but I didn't expect Jingying Zhenjun to say that my life is not long, and it should be on you! ”

Zhao Guangyi said proudly: "Second brother, do you really think that it is Jingying Zhenjun who speaks?" Zhao Pu said that he couldn't get sick for several days in a row, don't you feel strange? Second brother, I thought you were the smartest in the world except for me, but I didn't expect you to be so naïve! ”

Zhao Kuangyin said in disbelief: "You...... Do you mean that the true monarch I saw was pretended by Zhao Pu, and you had already conspired to set up a scheme to harm me? ”

Zhao Guangyi nodded, "That's right, you listened to Zhao Pu's words and released the military power with a glass of wine, and you were still smug, in fact, you fell into our clever plan!" Now the forbidden army is all my people, and you just call people, and it's useless. So I advise you not to struggle uselessly for the sake of your children! After I become an emperor, I will treat them well. ”

Zhao Kuangyin nodded, "I have exhausted all my life, and I didn't expect to be calculated by the closest people in the end." Anyway, I originally wanted to pass this country on to you, and since you are in a hurry, I will give it to you now! As he spoke, he took out a holy decree from a gold box and handed it to Zhao Guangyi.

Zhao Guangyi saw the holy decree, and the whole person was stunned, this is a holy decree of succession, and the person who passed on the throne is none other than him Zhao Guangyi!

"No...... This can't ......" Zhao Guangyi couldn't believe his eyes, his voice was trembling, "Er...... Second brother, you ...... Don't you have a son? You don't pass the throne to him? How is this possible......"

Zhao Kuangyin laughed a few times, "You read that right, I just want to pass on the country to you." From now on, you will be the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty! I hope that after I die, you can treat your nephews well, be a good emperor, and pass on the Great Song Dynasty from generation to generation! At this time, his whole person seemed so merciful, looking up at the distant sky, and seeing death as home.

"Ai Fei, fifth brother, Your Majesty! I'm here for you! After saying this, he drank the cup of poisoned wine.

"Second brother! Second brother! Zhao Guangyi watched Zhao Kuangyin slowly fall in front of his eyes, he reached out and hugged Zhao Kuangyin's burly body, tears involuntarily fell down, beating his chest and wailing. Helpless, Zhao Kuangyin couldn't say anything more at this time, and only shouted two sentences, "Good to do!" Well done! "At this point, Yan drove back to the west......

The news of the emperor's death quickly spread to all parts of the Great Song Dynasty, and it also quickly reached Murong Yanyun's ears. The enemy is dead, and the great revenge has been avenged, but Murong Yanyun did not have the slightest joy and joy in his heart, instead of a burst of helplessness and sadness.

For several days in a row, he dreamed of his parents, and dreamed of the scene when he practiced with them in Yanhui's courtyard when he was a child. The rivers and lakes have been in the rivers and lakes for several years, and the fallen leaves have returned to their roots. Murong Yanyun told herself in her heart that it was time to go back and have a look, so that she could go and worship her parents' spirits in the sky.

Murong Yanyun explained this matter to Mu Liao, and Mu Liao also strongly agreed. The two immediately set off and rode their horses to their homeland. Although the two have been very close since they were young, they have been in the rivers and lakes for several years, bloody and bloody, and the mood at this time is indescribable, so no one wants to say more. People are lonely, horses are lonely, and heaven and earth are lonely. It is really a few years of hurried rivers and lakes, the past is all with the wind, reading thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the starting place has become a trace......

I don't know how many days later, they finally arrived in front of Yan's return to the hospital. I thought that Zhao Kuangyin set fire to Yanhui Courtyard back then, and it must be a ruin of ruins, but in front of me it was clearly a courtyard that seemed exactly the same as back then, but the wooden plaque hanging in front of Yanhui Courtyard had already been changed to Yuzhou Villa.

When Murong Yanyun saw everything in front of him, his mind was in a trance, he seemed to have returned to a few years ago, to the good times when he was happy at his parents' knees. At that time, he was so carefree and so relaxed.

When I was young, I always dreamed of becoming a hero in the world of martial arts, and I always dreamed of becoming a king who ruled one side. The price of realizing his dream is too great, although he has gained a lot and lost a lot, he has returned to his hometown to truly understand that the dull and boring life he felt back then is the happiest life in the world.

At this moment the gate opened, and a little boy of five or six years old ran out. The little boy was chasing a butterfly, and he was still a little stumbling when he ran, but the smile on his face was so bright. Murong Yanyun looked at the scene in front of her, the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised slightly, and her heart rippled and stirred. Murong Yanyun seems to have seen herself twenty years ago, the same innocent, the same cute and straightforward, just herself...... There is no turning back......

In his heart, the butterfly flew in front of him, he subconsciously reached out to grab it, because of the strong internal force, the palm of his hand has a strong suction, the butterfly is firmly stuck to his hand, and he can't fly away if he wants to. What was difficult back then was so easy to do at this time, it was easy for him to break his mind a little.

The little boy couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that Murong Yanyun reached out and grabbed the butterfly, and the butterfly couldn't fly away in the palm of his hand no matter what. He ran to Murong Yanyun's horse, raised his little face and shouted, "Big brother, big brother, you are so powerful!" I also want to be like my big brother, can you teach me this trick! ”

Murong Yanyun smiled, "Little brother, you are still young." When you reach your brother's age, you will definitely be more powerful than your brother! As he spoke, he dismounted, gently touched the little boy's head, and asked softly, "Little brother, what is your name, can you tell my brother?" ”

The little boy nodded, "Big brother, you give me the butterfly first, and I'll tell you." Murong Yanyun smiled, he put his hand in front of the child's eyes, and withdrew his internal force. Without the attraction of internal forces, butterflies fly far and far in an instant.

Although the little boy felt a little disappointed, he still told Murong Yanyun and said, "Big brother, my name is Yuwen Yanyi. ”

Mu Liao didn't speak all the time, and then he spoke: "Little brother, your surname is Yuwen?" Are you a descendant of the Northern Zhou royal family? ”

Yuwen Yanyi hesitated for a moment before saying, "I heard my father say, it seems to be ...... It seems like yes. He also hopes that I will be able to make a difference in the future and restore my homeland! ”

Murong Yanyun and Mu Liao were shocked when they heard this, if it weren't for the restoration of the country, many people would not have died tragically, and their cousins and brothers would have spent their lives in peace. It was for the restoration of the country that countless people paid a painful price. Murong Yanyun thought that since him, no one in this world would want to restore his homeland, but everything in front of him seemed to have really returned to the past.

While the three of them were talking, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe stepped out of the door. Murong Yanyun was even more surprised when he saw this person, he couldn't help but take a few steps forward and shouted, "Father, you...... You're not dead...... but after he finished shouting, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the whole person fainted.

I don't know how long later, in a trance, he heard Mu Liao talking to someone. I only heard Mu Liao say: "Master Zhuang, you are so much like my master, my junior brother must have mistaken you for my master, so I fainted with excitement." ”

Murong Yanyun slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was lying in a neat room, where the senior brother and the middle-aged man dressed as a scribe were standing by the bed and looking at him with concern. Seeing that Murong Yanyun had woken up, the middle-aged man stepped forward and said: "In Xia Yu Wenjian, he is the owner of this Yuzhou Villa, and he has heard the prestige of Murong Gongzi for a long time. I heard that the son is injured, if the son does not dislike it, he will live in the village to recuperate. As he spoke, he actually gave Murong Yanyun a deep salute.

Murong Yanyun bracked up and sat up and returned the salute, "Thank you to the owner, then I won't bother." ”

Yu Wenjian ordered his subordinates to send some bedding and medicine, and then said goodbye and left.

Murong Yanyun and Mu Liao lived in Yuzhouzhuang for half a month, during which time he visited many neighborhoods, trying to understand the details of when his parents were killed, and wondering if anyone collected the bones for his parents back then. But the old neighbors walked and scattered, and now no one still remembers the Murong family. Every time the two of them are disappointed.

In the evening of this day, Murong Yanyun was looking at the sky in a daze, and suddenly saw three straight metasequoia trees on the hill in the distance, facing Yuzhou Mountain Villa in the distance, like three huge incense sticks inserted in the incense burner. Yuzhouzhuang, under the background of the blood sun, is like a huge tomb at this moment, and there is a dead silence.

Murong Yanyun ran madly to the opposite hill and kowtowed in the direction of Yuzhou Villa. Didn't return overnight. When Mu Liao found him, it was already early the next morning, and he only had a faint breath left.

Mu Liao sought medical advice everywhere, and stayed by his junior brother's side night and night, but he never saw his junior brother get better.

Yu Wenjian also invited the best local Lang Zhong for Murong Yanyun, Lang Zhong put his hand on his wrist for a moment, shook his head helplessly, and got up to leave after informing him of the aftermath.

For a few days, Mu Liao didn't think about tea and dinner, and when he thought of the fate of the master's family, he came to sorrow and cried with red eyes.

On this day, Mu Liao sat on the edge of Murong Yanyun's bed as usual and wiped his tears. Suddenly, he heard someone talking to him: "Senior brother, don't cry, help me out for a walk." ”

Mu Liao saw that his junior brother was looking at him with a smile, his eyes were bright, and he still looked like a patient, "Senior brother, how are you!" You're scared to death as a brother! Muglio said overjoyed.

The people in the village were also taken aback when they saw Murong Yanyun, and hurriedly went to tell the owner of the village.

The two were about to sit down in the pavilion, when they suddenly heard the neighing of jujube red horses from the stable, Murong Yanyun pushed Mu Liao's hand away, and walked straight to the stable.

When the jujube red horse saw that the master was coming, he let out a "bang" sound, and kept licking the back of Murong Yanyun's hand with his tongue.

Murong Yanyun untied the reins of the jujube red horse, gently stroked its mane, and said to it tenderly like a long-lost relative: "My parents are gone, my cousin is gone, the brothers who were born and died with me are gone, and my Dayan is gone. You are the only one who has always been by my side and will never leave me. However, I think now that our fate is over, it is time for us to separate, so let's go! As he spoke, he unleashed the reins in his hand.

The jujube red horse ran towards the outside of the village, and after a while, it ran back again, rubbing Murong Yanyun with its mouth. Murong Yanyun roared loudly, "What are you doing when you come back?" I've failed, I'm a waste! But you are different, you are a warrior on the battlefield and a dragon in the world. You'd better go, let's go! After saying that, he slapped the horse's ass hard.

A big tear actually dripped from the eyes of the red horse. Suddenly, like a petrel breaking through a storm, it rose up and roared to the sky. The heart-wrenching neighing of horses resounded through the air. I saw that its four hooves soared into the air, and disappeared into the distance like a bolt of lightning......

Murong Yanyun burst into tears on the spot, and her head full of green silk instantly became whiter than snow. He sang a song in a desolate and weak voice, "Why should heaven and earth be divided between black and white, and it is all labor to come and go." The court is divided and resentful, and the fame of the ages will eventually return to dust. It's better to return with a pot of wine, only the stars laugh at the old man. Mu Liao on the side had already cried into tears.

When Yuwen Jian heard the news and rushed over, Murong Yanyun was already dying, and kept calling the names of "Xue'er, Yao'er" in his mouth, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally slowly closed his eyes......

Mu Liao chose a sunny hillside on the hill opposite Yuzhou Villa and buried Murong Yanyun, so that he could see his hometown and his parents every day here.

One night after Murong Yanyun's burial, Zhao Chanxue stood at the head of the city again, she looked up at the starry sky, remembered her deceased father, and missed her brother Murong in the distance. Although she has doubts about her father's death, what can she do for the sake of her daughter and family! Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor, should she kill him to avenge her father, or should she call him Your Majesty and be his subject? She didn't know.

She only muttered to herself: "Father, it was here that you waved your hand back then, saying that these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were our home, how generous and heroic you were at that time." But now this great world is left empty, and you have left me, never to return......"

"Chanxue, why are you standing here alone, no wonder Uncle can't find you anywhere." Zhao Guangyi didn't know when he came quietly, without the slightest sound.

Zhao Chanxue didn't have a trace of surprise, the whole person was so cold and so sad. She said coldly: "Uncle, my father is no longer here, why do you bother looking for me again?" ”

Zhao Guangyi sighed, "Alas, Chanxue, there is one thing that my uncle doesn't know whether to tell you or not, telling you that I am afraid that you will be sad, and if I don't tell you, I am afraid that you will blame my uncle." ”

"Uncle, but it doesn't matter, there is something I can't bear until now." Zhao Chanxue turned her head and looked at Zhao Guangyi and said.

"Chanxue, I heard yesterday that Murong Yanyun is no longer there, I ......" Zhao Guangyi seemed to be afraid that Zhao Chanxue would not hear clearly, so he repeated what he had said.

When Zhao Chanxue heard this, her whole body couldn't help but tremble, and she shouted like crazy: "Uncle, what do you want to do?" Now that the Great Song Dynasty is yours, what else do you want? You lied to me! You lied to me! Brother Murong's martial arts are so high, how could he die so easily!"

Zhao Guangyi shook his head, sighed and said, "Chanxue, uncle lied to you before. But this time I was telling the truth, Murong Yanyun was really dead. And many people saw his tombstone on the hillside in front of his old house......"

Zhao Chanxue couldn't control it anymore at this time, and tears welled up from the corners of her eyes. She ran down the city like crazy, returned to the palace to pick up her daughter, rode a fast horse, and left Kaifeng City. Leaving this place that has made her happy countless times and heartbroken countless times, she never wants to come back......

In Zhao Chanxue's heart, she no longer knows what night is and what day is, as long as the mother and daughter can stand up, she will not rest. She only has Brother Murong in her heart, even if he is ruthless to herself, she will definitely go to his grave to worship earlier.

On this day, the mother and daughter were on their way, and Zhao Yunyao suddenly raised her little face and said to Zhao Chanxue: "Mother, the child is so hungry!" Zhao Chanxue also felt a little hungry, so she only got an inn to ask for some food, and the mother and daughter sat down to eat. Zhao Chanxue was in a heavy mood, and every time she took a bite, her heart would flood with thousands of thoughts. She eats very slowly, and no matter how good the meal is, it tastes like chewing wax for her.

Zhao Yunyao is still young, so she naturally eats quickly. She had always been lively and active, and now she was running happily and laughing in front of the inn. Zhao Chanxue sighed in her heart, "I'm afraid that in this world, there are only children who can really be happy forever, and they don't understand the world!" ”

I don't know how long it took for Zhao Chanxue to put down the dishes and chopsticks. was about to continue on her journey, but found that her daughter, who was still running in front of her just now, suddenly disappeared. Zhao Chanxue was stunned for an instant, her daughter was her only relative in this world, and her only hope to live.

Zhao Chanxue came back to her senses for a while, and shouted her daughter's name like crazy, but no one answered. She asked many passers-by, but none of them knew. Just as she was about to despair, an old man in ragged clothes told her that her daughter had been robbed by a master in black, and that her whereabouts were unknown......

Eclipsed, just for something else. She thought she had everything, but now she didn't have anything she really had. Although this world is big, it is full of only what you can't ask for and can't let go......

Three days later, Zhao Chanxue finally arrived at the hill and saw the cold stone tablet at first sight. She didn't know how she got off the horse or how she got to the grave, she only knew that her heart was completely broken.

She lay on the grave and let out a long howl, tears falling from the corners of her eyes. She cried loudly, "Brother Murong, you are so ruthless! You said you would always be with me, never separated. He said he wanted to spend his life with me on Forgotten Dust Island. How could you just leave our mother and daughter behind and go alone! Brother Murong, you can't really die, talk to me quickly! Father is gone, you don't want me anymore, even Yao'er is lost, although this world is big, but I still have nothing to be nostalgic for, why don't I go with you! ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Chanxue actually used her hands to dig Murong Yanyun's grave. She dug frantically, tears welling up, and she was still shouting Brother Murong in her mouth, her voice was so desperate and desolate. The wind blew and rained heavily, and it seemed that the sky was crying. If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, at this moment, in Zhao Chanxue's crying, even the world is moved by it, and she is willing to grow old with it......

The hands that were originally carved like white jade were already drenched in blood. But Zhao Chanxue didn't know the pain anymore, and her movements did not slow down at all, but became faster and faster. She just wants to dig out her Murong brother as soon as possible, she won't let him go alone, she can't grow old together in life, and she has to go to Huangquan together in death!

She was tireless, unaware of pain, digging all night, just to see her beloved one last time.

Zhao Chanxue's efforts were not in vain, she finally dug up the good coffin. Zhao Chanxue smiled bitterly when she saw the coffin, "Brother Murong, are you lonely over there?" Will you remember me? I'm going to be with you! ”

She choked up and finished speaking, and pulled out the iron nails on the coffin with her hands. But the moment the iron nail was pulled out by her and the coffin lid was opened by her, she was stunned. There is no Brother Murong in this coffin, only two very heavy stones, a scroll of ancient paintings and that terrifying nose.

Zhao Chanxue's heart was very confused at this time, her whole body trembled, and she couldn't figure out where Brother Murong had gone anyway. She had to take out the ancient painting and dagger and rebury the coffin, but her expression became more and more trance-like.

She faintly heard two familiar voices calling out to herself, and this voice did not seem to come from this world, but from heaven. Zhao Chanxue raised her head and saw that the moon above her head was exceptionally round and bright tonight, and in the middle of the moon, there were two figures talking about wine.

"Father, Brother Murong, you ...... You are finally willing to let go of your hatred......" Zhao Chanxue showed a relieved smile at the corner of her mouth at this time, but the tears in her eyes flowed even more fiercely.

She was drenched in the rain all night, and her heart was full of mixed feelings, and at this moment she could no longer hold on, so she fell to the grave and fainted.

When Zhao Chanxue woke up, the sky was already white, and her eyes were full of faint mist, making her unable to see the world clearly. At this time, there was a monk standing quietly beside her, this monk was silently staring at the stone tablet, although the whole person was quiet and elegant, but it was still difficult to hide the trace of sadness and nostalgia.

She recognized this person, it was Liu Baoen, the champion of the year, and she couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing that she was awake, Bao En said softly: "Amitabha, Her Royal Highness the princess has finally woken up." Zhao Chanxue nodded and said, "Master, why are you here, are you also here to pay tribute to Brother Murong?" ”

Bao En bowed slightly, and said: "Murong Shaoxia was kind to the little monk back then. My name is to repay the favor, although this kindness is difficult to repay, but it should always come. ”

Zhao Chanxue smiled bitterly, "Haha, the first time I met Brother Murong back then, it was because I collided with your Kuaguan's horse team, and we are really fateful!" Now that my father is gone, and he is gone, I will no longer have any joy in this world, and it is time for me to die......"

Bao En sighed, "Amitabha, why is Your Majesty the princess doing this. The little monk was also trapped by love back then, so I can best understand your mood at the moment. However, Buddhism has clouds, 'one flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi' is the whole world, and the whole world is empty like flowers and plants, and there is always a fixed number of flowers blooming, so why bother with the origin and fall of dependent causes? You've been through so much, haven't you understood that all appearances are false? Only by seeing the different things can we see what is coming, and can we get the true purity and happiness in our hearts! ”

When Zhao Chanxue heard this, she couldn't help but be shocked, and her delusions disappeared in an instant, and the whole person's consciousness instantly became clear. She muttered, "All appearances are false? Could it be that all I have given for so many years is actually just a big dream? When I didn't know how to fall in love, it was indeed my happiest time. I fell into the red dust because of love, I asked too much, I couldn't let go too much, and my obsession was too deep, which caused countless troubles. If I stay away from the red dust from now on, maybe I will really get happiness......"

After a long time, she said, "Master, your words today woke me up. Now I don't have everything, but I don't have anything to worry about. In the past, I lived for my father, for my brother, for my daughter, but now I should live for myself and find true wisdom and happiness. ”

Bao En smiled slightly, "Amitabha, Her Royal Highness the princess can see through the red dust and is willing to take refuge in my Buddha, she is really a person of great wisdom." Today, the little monk is willing to cut off these three thousand troubles for the princess, and from then on, there is no need to worry about everything, and one thought is only Bodhi. ”

The breeze blew, Zhao Chanxue's green silk drifted away, and with it her troubles and obsessions. At this time, her expression was unprecedentedly serene, she folded her hands and said softly, "Amitabha." ”

On the island of Forgotten Dust overseas, I don't know when, there is a small nunnery with a dignified and beautiful nun living in the nunnery, and the law name is clear......

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