Date: 213-3-26

Jiang Yanming received an envoy to teach the eldest prince to read, and after a few months, he resigned from the Ministry of Rites to concentrate on teaching this book, and Li Danruo almost closed his door. \[\]

In the spring of the following year, in addition to filial piety in Jiang's house, Jiang Yanying went to serve in the Yongzhou Army after getting married, Jiqinghe was transferred to Henan Road, Jiang Yanying went to work with her husband, and the next year Jiang Yandao was admitted to the second grade, and he was also selected for foreign appointment, and the Jiang family was quiet as if it did not exist.

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In the late spring of the first year of Xingping, in the Biyuntian Courtyard in the back garden of Jiangfu, Li Danruo's three-year-old daughter Sister Jing supported her cheeks with her hands, dangling her fat little short legs, and was lying on the recliner under the half-lying porch next to a middle-aged sick woman, talking to her seriously: "No, no, the flowers are blooming." ”

"What flowers are blooming?"

"In the lake, white flowers."

"Oh, it's the lotus blossom, is it beautiful?"

"Good detective!"

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Not far from the blue clouds, two eleven or twelve-year-old boys are sitting in the water pavilion fishing, wearing a hat, standing on the edge of the water pavilion, it is Mo Ge'er, the other is not wearing a hat, with a topaz dragon hairpin in a bun, sitting on an armchair, one foot on the railing of the water pavilion, is leisurely watching the fish float on the water. Brother Mo turned his head and looked in the direction of Biyuntian, pulled up the fish hook, and said to the young man sitting while collecting it: "Official, you still have to listen to the discussion for a while, go back quickly, I have to wait for my aunt to take medicine, and my mother has to lose her temper again when it is late, and my mother has a big temper recently." ”

At this time, it is already the name of the year, the emperor, the first emperor died last autumn, the eldest prince succeeded to the throne without the slightest objection, Empress Liu was promoted from the queen to the queen mother, because the emperor is young, this huge empire, temporarily managed by the queen mother.

This is the first spring after the little emperor ascended the throne, Jiang Yanming's distant sister and Aunt Mo Ge'er are seriously ill, Mo Ge'er and the little emperor asked for leave to serve the sick, but the little emperor couldn't remember that Mo Ge'er was on leave, and he still held on to him.

"Mother commanded, it can't be wrong." Brother Mo looked very honest, and while handing the fishing rod to the little girl, he explained: "My aunt is very good, she has been sick all the time, my mother and father are very sad, I have to hurry over, I will definitely be punished for kneeling if I am late." Mo Ge'er said that he was about to go out, and the little emperor threw the fishing rod and said, "Let's go, I'll accompany you to take a look." ”

"How can that work?!!" Where can Mo Ge'er shout, the little emperor jumped up, slipped a smoke to the shore, and waved his hand as he walked: "Go, I have to leave in a while." ”

Brother Mo'er's eyes rolled slightly, he didn't say more, the two didn't go long, they entered the Biyuntian courtyard, Sister Jing heard the voice, turned around and saw her brother, stood up with two fat arms, and waved her hand and ran towards her brother: "Dede, Dede!" Hug!"

The little emperor jumped in front of Brother Mo, bent down to stop Sister Jing and smiled: "And me, and the big brother, come, big brother hug." ”

"Great Dede!" Sister Jing screamed obediently, pushed him away, and threw herself at Brother Mo behind, the little emperor stood up, raised his hand and pinched Sister Jing'er's cheeks on both sides and smiled angrily: "Little Nizi, just don't let me hug it!"

The sick and weak woman under the corridor suddenly sat upright, her eyes flashed with two bright and extremely surprised lights, and she looked greedily at Sister Jing'er pinching, kicking and beating the little emperor.

The little emperor had enough of amusing Sister Jing, and when he turned around, the sick and weak woman had already lay down again, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

Brother Mo'er's filial piety failed to keep her sick aunt, and just after the begging festival, her aunt died of illness.

People come and go, and the floating world is prosperous and lively.

Li Danruo held a cup of tea, stood in front of the window and looked at the window in winter, year after year, in a blink of an eye, Sister Jing was already seven years old, Li Danruo turned her head, and looked at Sister Jing who was sitting quietly at the table, Sister Jing seemed to feel her mother's gaze, looked up at her mother, and gave her mother a sweet smile. Li Danruo's heart was warm, he slowly turned his head, looked out the window, and continued to wait quietly.

In winter, the emperor is about to get married, that young child, grown up, he is really like a mother, sharp and not coveted, Li Danruo sighed softly, in the past two years, the increasingly tough wings have to break free from all shackles, uneasy flapping wings, intentionally or unintentionally showing up their minions, this is growth, Mo Geer too, he told himself that there are fewer and fewer things, he has more and more ideas, the children have to grow up, and the mother has to lose.

Li Danruo took a sip of tea, she was willing to stand behind Brother Mo and watch him drift away, the one in the palace, in fact, I want to understand, it's just that Brother Mo fell but got up again, if the emperor fell, maybe he wouldn't have a chance to get up again, she thought it was right, but when she grows, she will break her head and bleed......

The hour is not early, it should be coming, Li Danruo looked up at the sun that had been setting, turned his head to look at Sister Jing'er and gently commanded: "Let's practice here today, let's go to the back garden to play for a while." Sister Jing agreed crisply, put the pen carefully, stood up and saluted Li Danruo in a proper manner, with a calm demeanor, and went out without hurry.

Li Danruo's heart was slightly sour, her youngest daughter, that innocent and unrestrained little girl, was restrained by her little bit and became a standard lady of this era. Indulgence, no time is not long-term love, she was born in this era, happiness is that she adapts to this era, she doesn't want her to be outstanding, she doesn't want her to be outstanding, she doesn't want her to be loved, and she doesn't want her to step on the supreme and stay forever, she only has her life happy, and her heart is peaceful and grateful to enjoy the blessings of a lifetime of worldliness.

Alas! Li Danruo sighed heavily, behind all the brilliance, there was a strong smell of pain and blood.

A slender figure at the hanging flower hurriedly walked forward, and Li Danruo breathed a sigh of relief and came.

The seventeen-year-old emperor has grown up, although his face is still green, but his expression is no longer childlike innocence, only a piece of indifference and Lingli of the superiors, Li Danruo was a little shaken for a while, has it been twenty years? Li Danruo subconsciously touched her cheek and said that she was well maintained......

"Eminem!" Li Danruo's cup shook, the tea spilled a hand, he called her 'Eminem', like when he was a child, Li Danruo looked at the bright yellow and tall emperor with love and pity, as if looking at another Mo Ge'er, the emperor stepped forward and took the cup in her hand and put it aside, looked down at her, the indifference on his face suddenly cracked, took two steps back, sat on the couch, looked at Li Danruo and said with tears in his eyes: "Eminem, I'm not a mother?" ”

"Hmm." Li Danruo's expression seemed to have heard something that was no longer ordinary, nodded peacefully, and said softly, the emperor's face was first stunned, stunned, then incredulous, and then dazed.

Li Danruo sat sideways beside the emperor, and his voice was calm and gentle: "Niangniang was miserable when she was a child, and she was seriously injured before entering the palace, and she couldn't have children at that time, and later, with you." ”

"My birth mother, where is she?" The emperor grabbed Li Danruo's hand and asked eagerly, Li Danruo patted his hand gently, as if he was a child, and smiled gently: "If you want to see her, I will take you there, she has passed away." ”

The emperor stayed like a wood carving for an unknown amount of time, and then slowly looked up at Li Danruo standing in front of him, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly laughed and said: "She died, I didn't even wait for her with a bowl of water!"

"Let's go, I'll take you to see her, she is a big Xiangguo Temple." Li Danruo stretched out her hand to pull up the emperor, just like more than ten years ago, she held the toddler who had just toddled.

The heavy wooden door opened again and again, and it was opened into the deep room of the Great Xiangguo Temple, and the bright yellow curtain hung quietly in the room, like a luxurious palace in the palace.

In the middle of the room, there was a large and heavy golden silk coffin, Li Danruo stepped forward to light incense and inserted it into the incense burner in order to familiarize himself, looked at the emperor blankly and said, "Give your mother a pillar of incense." Li Danruo took half a step back, watched the emperor respectfully bow and stand up, then slowly walked to the coffin, stretched out his hand and stroked the coffin, as if talking to the person in the coffin: "Your mother discussed with me before she died, she wanted you to send her to the soil, and I didn't let people nail this coffin, maybe you want to see her." ”

The emperor stood four or five steps away from the coffin, looking at the huge coffin, is this his mother?

Li Danruo walked to the door of the hall, raised his hand and called a few guards to come in, signaled, several guards stepped forward, hung their heads and removed the coffin lid, and retreated.

The emperor moved step by step, touched the wall of the coffin with his fingers, and stayed for a long time before he took another step forward and looked into the coffin.

It was the late spring and early summer of that year, Bi Yuntian's aunt who made him feel very kind, he talked to her for a long time, he boiled the decoction for her, and handed her the decoction......

"Does the mother know?" I don't know how long it was, the emperor asked with his head down.

"Well, even me, she arranged it for you."

"Eminem, let my aunt settle down."

"Hmm."

"I'm going back, Niang Niang yesterday...... Chest tightness, I haven't boiled the decoction for her, I'll go back. The emperor looked down at his toes, his face was green, and his expression was green.

"Well, let's go back." The two looked at the coffin lid and came out of the depths of the distant Daxiangguo Temple, outside the Daxiangguo Temple, the sunset was bright.