It is another year of Fangfei, the flowers in the city are red and willow green, competing for beauty, the peach blossoms are undoubtedly the most eye-catching, and the same as the old age, all over the mountains. Since the death of the head of the Luo family, the sacred tree has bloomed, and even the new leaves are very stingy. The strange thing is that this year, the sacred tree bloomed unusually luxuriantly, and the peach blossoms bloomed one after another, tightly blooming, suppressing the branches, and this was the first time in decades. When this news spread to the neighborhood, the people said that it was a good omen, and that something good would come soon.

Changjun's adoptive father, the current Lin Taishou, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the sacred tree blooming, and he was sure that there would be happy events this year, either there was good news on the front line, or good things in the family came in pairs. Lin Taishou's biological daughter has already been married, and she is about to get married. Lin Taishou and Mrs. Lin thought in their hearts that Changjun was not too young, and it was time to marry a wife and have children. Mrs. Lin tentatively asked Changjun many times, asking him which girl he liked, but Changjun politely refused every time, and Mrs. Lin had to give up.

Soon, the Lin family's wife got married and said goodbye to her parents and brother in tears. The procession of sending relatives was mighty, and the gongs and drums were noisy. Lin Taishou loves the people like a son, and now that his daughter is out of the cabinet, the people are naturally blessed from the bottom of their hearts. On that day, the folk song was:

What's the difference, the splendor of Tangtang?

Isn't it Suyong? Wang Ji's car?

Although Lin Niangzi is not an imperial daughter, in the hearts of the people, she is the only one who is extremely noble. I only hope that she will be able to live in IKEA in the future, and live with her love for the rest of her life.

In the lively crowd, looking at the luxurious sedan chair, Zhen'er couldn't help but recall the Shen family's quiet grace back then. When Zhen'er arrived at Qianxiu's house, her sister Jingjiao was already Qianxiu's wife. If you want to use anything to describe Jingjiao, Zhen'er thinks of "the end of the warmth and benefit, Shu Shen is cautious". So what did Sister Jingjiao look like before she left the cabinet? Is it as playful and clever as Lin Niangzi, and is lovable? Zhen'er imagined one picture after another in her mind, and finally suddenly realized that it seemed that all women in the world were going to get married. Why do women marry? Zhen'er can't figure it out, it's easy to say if the two are happy, but many women don't even know each other's appearance before they get married, is such a marriage a good fate?

Even so, Zhen'er is not without fantasies about getting married, she fantasizes about what kind of mood she will feel when she sits on the sedan chair, will she be full of joy or anxiety? If one day, if you want to get married, who will the other party be? A figure faintly appeared in Zhen'er's mind, and the future she depicted was the future of Changjun. Thinking of this, Zhen'er unconsciously burned her cheeks.

I thought that Lin Niangzi's exit from the cabinet was the beginning of a year of good luck, and there would be a steady stream of blessings in the future. However, this year, Xiangyang was lost, and the Hu people moved south to conquer the city. Wherever the iron hoof goes, no one is spared. The city of Xun'an, where the people live and work in peace and contentment, will soon be attacked by the Hu people.

Changjun proposed to Lin Taishou not to fight and surrender. The righteous and awe-inspiring Lin Taishou was in tears at the moment and agreed to this seemingly weak and incompetent suggestion. The news of Changjun's proposal to surrender spread far and wide, and the people in Pingning Lane were shocked, and bluntly said that they had mistaken Changjun, but they didn't expect him to be so spineless. Zhen'er was very sad to hear this, but she couldn't argue for Changjun. Only the old lady who sold peach cakes on the street said to Zhen'er: "I understand, he wants to protect all of us." Zhen'er's nose was sour, and she secretly remembered the old lady's goodness in her heart.

In the winter of this year, the Hu people finally came to the city, and Lin Taishou opened the city gate and bowed down to the Hu people. In just half a year, Lin Taishou, who was originally in good health, had gray hair and aged a lot, and his weather-beaten face was full of haggardness. Because Lin Taishou surrendered without a fight, the Hu people were not injured in patrolling Ancheng at all.

A few days later, Xun'an City ushered in a cold winter, and on a snowy night, Lin Taishou passed away. Listening to the serving Xiao Si, before Lin Taishou passed away, he kept stretching out his hand, trying to grab something, and finally he suddenly shouted:

"The Han people are not extinct, and the Great Song Dynasty is not destroyed. Forever and forever. ”

After finishing speaking, Lin Tai held his breath, stared at his eyes, and his pillow was wet with tears.

The snow fell heavily for three days without stopping.

After Lin Taishou passed away, the last smile on Changjun's face was gone, and he packed his luggage and prepared to leave Xun'an City. Zhen'er was in a hurry, she desperately tried to keep Changjun.

"Changjun, where are you going?"

"Follow the imperial court, you can go anywhere."

"Will we meet again?"

"It should ...... Not anymore......"

"Why are you leaving?"

"To survive."

Zhen'er had never thought about what it meant to survive, and for her, it was a matter of course for her to live, and she didn't need any reason. The days on the mountain are always repeated, before meeting Qianxiu, living is just a few days of rising and setting moon, is to watch the flowers and flowers, when you are hungry, you go to find something to eat, and when it is cold, you hide in the hole to keep warm, she is a little fox in the mountains who has nothing to worry about. After meeting Qianxiu, her life changed, she began to look forward to something, what to look for, when the expectation was disappointed, her heart would be empty, like losing a treasure, when she could no longer wait for the person she wanted to see, her chest would be stuffy, her heart would hurt, her eyes would be pantothenic, and she would cry unconsciously. Looking at Changjun now, Changjun is only in his twenties, but from time to time he will show an expression that is not commensurate with his age, and in an instant, Zhen'er realizes that she has never understood Changjun, even if it is Qianxiu, she has never understood, she has never understood the world. Why the world is happy, why is it angry, why is it sad, why is it crazy, why is it obsessed, why is it crazy, it is really unpredictable. It seems that people in the world can't survive without doing anything, or in order to survive, they will always believe in something, catch something, and hold on to something. This was the case with humility in the past, and so is the Changjun today.

"Changjun, can you take me with you?" Zhen'er lowered her dense eyes, hiding her thoughts back and forth.

"No, you're a little fox, you can't leave the mountain." Changjun touched Zhen'er's head and poured out the last tenderness of his life.

Changjun left Xun'an City in the spring of the following year, and the sacred tree bloomed again that year, but the peach blossoms withered after one night. Zhen'er looked at the sacred tree in fascination, and she knew that the tree would never bloom again.

Zhen'er sent Changjun to the gate of the city, holding back her tears.

"Zhen'er, you can take all the books in the library back to the mountains."

"Good ......"

"Zhen'er, take good care of yourself, eat less pastries, and drink less cold wine."

"Good ......"

"Zhen'er, after I leave, you will go back to the mountains, and never return to the world, the world is a very terrible place. Promise me, okay? ”

"Good ......"

"Zhen'er...... If in the next life, you are not shackled by the mountains, and I am not bound by life, you will be willing to be mine...... Wife? ”

"Good ......"

Changjun hugged Zhen'er tightly into his arms, then gritted his teeth and turned to leave, without looking back.

After Changjun left, the tears that Zhen'er had been holding back finally broke the embankment.

"Liar." Zhen'er barely squeezed out these two words.

The world is obviously a very beautiful place, Changjun, if there is an afterlife, Wangjun will take me away from this mountain and go to see the desert lonely smoke in the north of the Saibei The vast prosperity of the Central Plains, the peach and willow green in the south of the Yangtze River...... If there is an afterlife, I hope you can hire me as a wife when the spring flowers bloom, and the love of the year will go deep into the soil. May the rest of my life hold the hand of my son and be old and white.

In the second year of Shenxing, Yashan was defeated, and the Great Song Dynasty, which had been prosperous for 300 years, came to an end. The famous minister Lu Xiufu committed suicide by throwing himself into the sea with the young emperor on his back, and 100,000 soldiers and civilians, loyal ministers and good generals followed closely behind him and jumped into the sea to die in the sea.

"Zhen'er, I don't have a home anymore, and there is no place for me between heaven and earth......"

Changjun closed his eyes, and what came to mind was the scene when he first met Zhen, she handed him the glass hairpin, mistaking him for Qianxiu, Changjun had never seen such a noisy woman. At that time, who would have thought that this short moment was destined to be a lifelong bond.

At the end of his life, Zhen'er was always in his heart, and he hooked the corners of his mouth, hoping that this dream would never wake up.

It is advisable to drink alcohol and grow old with children.

Qin Se is in the palace, and it is good to be quiet.

His lifelong wish has been an extravagant hope from the beginning.

Outside the window, the heavy rain obscured the sky and the sun, not like day. The second lieutenant turned on the light, and the whole study instantly brightened, but the second lieutenant felt that he was in the dark, unable to move.

Come back to your senses, the vicissitudes of life, just a big dream, a few years of flowers, full of spring, but I don't want to wake up from a dream, the autumn is cool, and the jade is reduced and the fragrance is gone. Don't think about it, don't dare to think about it.

That day, the Duke threatened him with Vera, he was really about to compromise, and at that moment, a voice in his heart told him that nothing in this world was more important than Vera, and if he gave up on Vera, he would fall into the abyss of remorse. The second lieutenant knew that the voice was Lin Changjun, the real him. Even though his memories are confused, his feelings for Zhen'er have long been engraved in his soul.

Just as the second lieutenant was about to say where the key to the Tower of Babel was, the butler entered the room and whispered a few words to the duke. The second lieutenant broke with the duke's deal. The Duke smiled not badly, then went out of the room and locked the door.

The second lieutenant suddenly realized that he was not the only one who had made a deal with the duke, and that there were other people who were also threatened by the duke, and that person compromised first. Whoever compromises first will be able to protect their important people, and the second lieutenant will lose all the games in this game. The Duke got the information he wanted, and Zhen'er was no longer useful. The Duke abandoned Zhen'er to tell him that if the second lieutenant was so self-defeating and confronted him, it would be Sophie's or Qiao Ran's turn next, or whoever was good friends with him in the army. The second lieutenant couldn't save Zhen'er, and the three people locked in the room had nothing to do.

Hearing someone knocking on the door of the study, the second lieutenant came from memory to reality, forced himself, and pretended that nothing had happened, even though deep down he had already turned the river and the sea.

"Second Lieutenant, Miss Chaoge from the Bureau is here, saying that she has something important to discuss with you."

"Okay, I'll be there shortly."

The lieutenant stood up, calmed down, and tidied up his demeanor a little in front of the mirror, he could not let others discover any of his emotions. In the mirror, he has one more scar than he did hundreds of years ago, and at the same time he is more mature and forbearing.

Now, he is not just Lin Changjun, he is also a second lieutenant Lin in the army.