The great Jin world, the country and the people. Luoyang is still as prosperous as ever, with new shops opening on East Street, which is very lively. The daughter of West Street got married, and she was full of joy. Even the steamed bun shop that someone once liked the most, the freshly released bean paste buns were steaming.

"All the people are well." Zhang Shu sat in the highest restaurant in Luoyang, pinched the wine glass, and said with a smile: "Shi Zhen, do you still think that what the old man did was wrong?" ”

The man who opened the city gate in the midst of thousands of troops three years ago is now an official worshipping the prime minister. With a lot of infamy, he assisted the new emperor to create a legend.

The person sitting opposite was dressed in stone? In the color official uniform, his eyebrows were quiet, he took a sip of light wine, and said, "Master is thinking about the common people in the world, maybe it's right." ”

The pinch. His one action set the end of the country. Emperor Jin Hui died, and the concubine Niangniang also died. The Chu family disappeared into the court and the opposition, and Bi Zhuo also lost his long sword and returned to the market, not asking about the court.

The people around are gone. Only he stayed in the new dynasty with Zhang Shu, and coldly watched Emperor Jin Yuan make the world stronger.

Time has passed for such a long time, and every winter, there are always people who go to the Moon Cliff to worship. However, Han Shuo, he still refused to believe in Yun Yun's death.

"It seems. There is no way that the mother is still alive. Jiang Suiliu thought for a moment and turned his head to look at Zhang Shu: "What do you think?" ”

Zhang Shu coughed lightly and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Who knows."

Han Shuo rode out of the palace and ran all the way to the north of Luoyang City. He was followed by a lot of people, panicking and not knowing where he was going.

"Your Majesty." Song Yu gasped and whipped up. But he couldn't catch up with the person in front of him, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious: "Where are you going?" ”

"Don't follow." Han Shuo's voice was cold, and the dagger in his hand was thrown in the middle of the road behind him, blocking Song Yu's horse.

"Your Majesty!"

"I'll be fine."

The person in front of him gradually ran away, and his back looked very desolate. But I don't know who I learned it from, my back is straight, and I slowly fade away in the mountain road.

It's been three years, and he can't find her with all his might, so she must be and will never return to him.

Han Shuo chuckled, a locust tree in front of him was still there, and people came and went in front of the marriage temple.

"Hey, ask for marriage, ask for marriage in the marriage temple, the old man will definitely let you have a lover and eventually become a family! Two red luan ropes, inseparable for the rest of their lives—"

There were a lot of red luan ropes hanging on the shelves, and the little brother who sold the rope shouted, surrounded by a group of young girls, giggling and joking with each other, planning to buy one and go back to set a lover.

Han Shuo took a few breaths and dismounted, not knowing why he was walking over, but he wanted to go under the tree to have a second look.

"It is said that it is the most spiritual place to ask for marriage, and ask for a sign. Then hang a red silk to ensure that you can love and stay with your sweetheart! The mother-in-law, wrapped in a blue turban, pulled his clothes with a smile: "This son, can you ask for a lot?" ”

Han Shuo turned around in a daze, and a piece of red silk was stuffed into his arms.

"At first glance, this son is dignified, with the appearance of a prince and a general. I don't know what kind of girl has this good fortune, so that you fall in love! The old woman covered her mouth and smiled, looked at Han Shuo for a while, and saw that he was holding the red silk and did not move, so she said, "Don't be shy, son, go draw a lot." It's rare to have such a handsome son. The old body does not charge you money. ”

A bamboo tube was handed over, and there were a lot of bamboo sticks in it. Han Shuo looked at it for a while, he usually didn't believe in these things, but today he still stretched out his hand and took one out.

"Come, let the master see." The old woman dragged him to a fortune-telling stall. The gray-bearded old man took the bamboo stick in his hand and frowned.

"I have seen the appearance and appearance, who knows one of them. It's not a marriage that is against you, how to let go and return to the west. ”

"This is the third draw, Zhongping. Childe is ...... Marriage? ”

When I heard the signing, my heart was half cold. Han Shuo waved his hand, dropped the silver, and went straight to the marriage temple without asking for the sign.

Isn't it right to be married? How could he forget that his marriage to her was ruined by his own hands. Now, how can we still succeed?

"Hey, I said you old man, people come to the marriage temple, and you ask them if they are asking for marriage. Don't say that if you don't sign it well......" The old woman's complaint came from behind her.

"That boy looks like I can't bear to look at," the old man muttered.

Han Shuo pursed his lips, clenched his hands and walked inside.

By the time Qin Yang received the news, Han Shuo had already been in the Marriage Temple for a day. Song Yu led people to surround the marriage temple, and the lively crowd dispersed, and there was silence all around. There was only the sound of moving things, and occasionally it sounded in the temple.

"What the hell is going on?" Qin Yang frowned and asked Song Yu, "Could it be that he still wants to jump into that pool again?" I'm not going to go down and save him this time. ”

Song Yu's expression was a little strange, he didn't answer Qin Yang's words, he only took him to the backyard of the Marriage Temple, and then went out to the left, which was a peach blossom forest.

Qin Yang looked up casually, and wanted to wonder if Han Shuo was going to see things and think about people again, but looking at the scene in front of him, the whole person was stunned.

The peach blossoms begin to bloom in March, but there is an additional tombstone under the peach forest. Yes? The man in the colored robe was half-kneeling in front of the tombstone, carving words little by little.

"You...... What does this do? Qin Yang was startled and hurriedly went over to look.

The expression on Han Shuo's face was very calm, and the last painting was engraved. The slender fingers wiped the lime clean little by little.

"There has to be a place for her to stay." After wiping off the ashes, he sat sideways by the tombstone, and finally smiled and raised his eyes to look at Qin Yang. There was a twinkle in her eyes: "I'm afraid that I won't admit that she's gone, and she won't even leave her soul to me." ”

When did Qin Yang see Han Shuo's look like this, his heart sank as if there was a thousand catties of boulders pressing, and he was a little relieved.

"Zihu ......"

"Actually, a long, long time ago. It's her who falls in love, not Mingmei. ”

Loose hair hung down from his forehead, blocking his eyes. Han Shuo didn't even tie his hair, and the ink was scattered next to the tombstone.

"If I didn't fight myself, wouldn't I end up better with her?" The corners of his mouth were raised, but something crystal fell on his face, slowly, sliding from the corners of his eyes to his lips. Han Shuo seemed to be asking Qin Yang, and seemed to be muttering to himself: "I knew that I would love her so much, so why bother playing this game of chess with her?" ”

Qin Yang took a few steps back. Almost tripped over a stone. A pair of eyes looked at the tears on Han Shuo's face in horror.

Are you crying? Or is he mistaken, it's actually raining in the sky? Dumbfounded, looking up at the clear sky, he was dumbfounded, and looked down at the man who was quietly leaning against the tombstone.

The words on the tombstone are a little crooked, but they are very clear.

Beloved wife Chu Yunyun.

Crazy? Qin Yang looked at it in disbelief, and it took a long time to find his voice: "How can you be like this?" ”

Regardless of the word beloved wife, Chu Yunyun knows the three words in the world, how dare he be so carve?

"There's her favorite pot of weeds in it, and a patch of clothes." Han Shuo looked at the tombstone with a smile in his eyes as if he hadn't heard what Qin Yang was saying, "If she knew, I don't know if she would blame me for burying her beloved grass." ”

"Han Zihu, you're really crazy."

"Hmm." Han Shuo nodded and slowly closed his eyes. Leaning against the tombstone, it was as if he was going to fall asleep.

Qin Yang muttered for a long time, it was nothing more than the deceased. Look ahead. But when it came to the back, he himself was quiet.

People are often the most sober when they are watching, and if they really put themselves in it, I am afraid that they will be as confused as Han Shuo.

"For a long time, Niangniang really loved you." Han Xiao's words echoed in his ears, the wind blew, and the peach blossoms fell all over his body.

"Even if you can calculate, but every time you come back from Hanfu, Niangniang will be in a daze for a long time. Although I have a smile on my face, and I have a beautiful smile, it always makes me uncomfortable to look at. If she hadn't been too affectionate for you, she wouldn't have such mixed emotions. ”

"Niangniang has been looking up to you for too long, and the only chance to get along with you is to do her best not to fall into your trap."

"It's good to say that she's ruthless, or it's never. She was cruel to herself first, and then she came to be cruel to you. Niangniang doesn't owe you anything, her heart is given to you, and her body is also given to you. The situation makes it impossible for you to be together, you hurt, she hurts even more. ”

"Second brother, now you are the emperor. Are you really happy? ”

Happy? This country is prosperous in his hands, civil and military officials surrender to him, ambitions can be fully displayed, and the world belongs to him.

He is happy, but he is not perfect.

"Who is more unfortunate than the fool in my arms?" She asked.

Misfortune...... Sima Zhen's fate like that is naturally unfortunate. But three years later, he seems to have to admit that he is also very unlucky.

If you go back three years. He's going to make a different choice.

Jiangshan and her, Jiangshan is heavier, but he likes her more.

"Let's go back." Qin Yang said in a low voice.

Slowly opening his eyes, Han Shuo answered, and then propped himself up. Picked up the carving knife on the ground again.

"There's one more thing to do."

Qin Yang was stunned and looked at him with strange eyes.

The man seemed to be smiling, the marks on his face were not yet dry, and his men vigorously re-engraved the words next to the tombstone.

"Hey, is it possible that you still have to carve the title of queen?" Qin Yang hurriedly wanted to stop him: "Your Majesty the Emperor, don't ...... again"

The slender fingers touched the tombstone, and next to the line of words, five words were neatly carved.

Xianggong Han Zihu.

Qin Yang's eyes widened.

After the person in front of him finished carving, he gently dropped a kiss on the stele, and then walked past him, his robe was flying, and he shook it in front of his eyes.

Ask what is the world and love, only teach life and death?

There are double flyers in the south and the north, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.

Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children.

You should have a saying, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to?

Qin Yang came back to his senses for a long time, and slowly reached out to cover his eyes.

Han Shuo is also a fool.

TT three more at half past five