"The emperor is going to Yuezhou?" Lin Guanqi's expression changed slightly, "After the emperor killed the remnants of Wu Jianzhang, he never returned to Yuezhou!" ”

"yes, it's been almost twenty years!"

"This will be arranged."

The emperor went south, and his actions also followed the emperor.

When the emperor went south, he didn't seem to be idle, and there were still endless political affairs to deal with and courtiers to see every day.

Seeing him like this, he is tired of him!

What she likes most is to lie next to him, watch him hold the pen and listen to him. She thought, "If I could always be a ghost, I could always be by his side."

Soon they arrived in Yuecheng!

On the day of Yuecheng, it happened to be snowing, and Liu Shiru led the army to meet him.

To the surprise, the emperor did not live in the palace, Liu Shiru rebuilt the green bamboo yi, and the emperor lived in the green bamboo yi.

Why do teachers live in Luzhuyi? Shouldn't he be disgusted here?

What about him being under house arrest for 10 years? In those ten years, there were a lot of fragrant rumors about their master and apprentice in Yuecheng! "Your Majesty, Luzhuyi is still rebuilt according to the original."

"Hmm."

The emperor stepped into the green bamboo, and the courtyard in front of it was planted with a lot of bamboo, and next to the pen bamboo was a plum plant. In winter, the plum blossoms are just right.

The emperor stood under the plum tree and stroked the tree.

Xingzhi was also beside her, her heart was beating faster, she died under this tree in the first place, and the plum tree should have been burned clean.

"I want to retreat, you all step down ......"

Liu is such as Lin Guanqi and others all retreated.

Looking at the emperor, the emperor's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were full of suppressed sadness and pain.

It hurts!

Her heart hurts too!

"Teacher......" she involuntarily called him.

A gust of wind blew, Yang Xutang seemed to hear it, holding the plum tree in his hand, looking around, it was white.

Are you thinking about me? Xingzhi covered his heart and looked at him, didn't you think of me?

You're not exactly annoying to me, are you?

Yang Xutang knew that it was his own delusion, and he whispered next to the plum tree: "I have often dreamed of you recently, you are by my side, looking at me ......"

Stopped!

Is the teacher talking about her? Are you talking to her?

"You are so cunning, you have deceived me for so many years, if I had known ......"

He couldn't go any longer, his breathing became rapid, and he gasped: "You know, I think you're thinking ......."

Hearing this, Song Xingzhi's body softened, she approached him and stared at him: "Teacher......"

A gust of cold wind blew, and plum blossom snowflakes flew all over the sky, dazzling her eyes.

Yang Xutang lived in Luzhuyi!

When he arrived in Yuecheng, he seemed to be in a much better mood, and he actually made time to make incense every day.

After a few days, Liu Shiru brought a very beautiful little boy.

"Your Majesty, the little boy has brought it!"

The little boy was very beautiful, his eyes were bright, and he saw the emperor saluting respectfully: "See the emperor." ”

"I'm your grandfather!"

It turned out that the little boy was the youngest grandson of Yang Xutang's uncle, named Nan Yi.

"Uncle and Grandpa......" The little boy called people,

Yang Sutang rarely smiled: "From today on, your name is Yang Yizhi, and you want to call me Grandpa, do you know?" ”

The little boy was still a little ignorant, and nodded seriously: "Yes, Grandpa Huang." ”

"Come here!" Yang Xutang waved his hand.

Yang Yizhi walked over and held Yang Xutang's hand.

"Grandpa Huang, what are you doing picking plums?"

"Make plum wine."

"Is plum wine good?"

"You'll know if you've tasted it!"

There is an additional grandson by the emperor's side, and the emperor claims to be the bloodline left by the Yang family. The little emperor's grandson is somewhat similar to Yang Xutang, and it is rumored that he is actually the emperor's grandson.