"Is there any evidence for what you're saying?" Julong looked at him with a raised brow.

"There is neither real evidence nor evidence. It's just a little song after dinner. ”

"Since you are making things up, I will not allow you to sing like this!"

"Your Highness doesn't like to hear it, please feel free. There are still many listeners waiting to hear the following, please do not disturb Your Highness. ”

"Good! I'll see how you sing next, old man! Julong sat on the table, glaring at him. Mr. Songqu'er was unhurried, and still said calmly: "It is said that on the night of the birth, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and it was the middle of winter, but after the baby's cry, the garden was full of spring, and it was like the picture of the spring garden that the two of them enjoyed together......

While listening to Mr. 's description, everyone secretly glanced at Julong. Julong was also the first time he had heard it mentioned, and he couldn't help but show a stunned look on his face.

Xuan'er saw that the child was born with the breath of the earth, as refreshing as a warm spring, so she named it Julong. The meaning of the god of spring. Fu Xi did not change his opinion of Xuan'er because of the birth of Julong. It's still lukewarm, and it's quite unpleasant. Death does not admit it. Coupled with the pointing and gossip of the neighbors, how can this girl in her prime resist? Only wash your face with tears all day long, and swallow with tears. Not long after, news came from Fuxi that Shao Hao was immediately sent back to China, and he was not allowed to step into Huaxu for half a step! Xuan'er's heart fell apart alive! A pair of good mandarin ducks, it's really a good night......"

After going back, Shaohao never asked about Xuan'er's life, and he didn't even see his son. Xuan'er raised Julong alone until he was seven years old, and Xuan'er could no longer survive in Huaxu. Fu Xi's cold words and the disdainful eyes of the neighbors made Xuan'er want to rejoin her lover's arms and enjoy her lover's care. So it was another year of the Lap Sun Festival, and Xuan'er finally came to Shaohao with Julong. It's just, it's just ......."

Mr. Singer stopped talking again and picked up the strings. But everyone didn't dare to speak, afraid of Julong, who couldn't see clearly on the side. Julong just thought it was a strange feeling, the first time he heard someone mention his life experience, it was an old man singing music in the tavern!

"The young and frivolous years always can't endure the bitterness of lovesickness. Shao Hao, who is strong in blood, already has a new love, where do you remember that there is a Xuan'er in Huaxu! Xuan'er looked at Shao Hao in a daze......"

At this point, Mr. Songqu'er said that this scene gradually emerged in Julong's mind.

He did remember that the Lap Day Festival that year was particularly cold, but his mother didn't mind taking advantage of the night to rush in the wind. He persuaded him several times to go home, how did he understand the grievances suffered by his mother in his homeland at a young age. His mother could only hold his little hand and cheer him hard to help him drive away the cold. I don't know how many nights my eyes have stayed up, and those red threads are dense, like several layers of spider webs in my eyes.

The two finally arrived outside Shaohao's palace in Kunlun, but the guards refused to let them in. They also didn't believe that the down-and-out mother and son in front of them would be the descendants of Hua Xu Fuxi. I don't believe that it will have anything to do with the big hero Shao Hao.

His mother took him and waited outside, thinking that Shaohao would eventually go out one day. The goose-feathered snow-frozen sentence dragon is snot and tears. Looking at the mother's full of expectations, she didn't dare to say more. Along the way, my mother has injected spiritual power into her body many times, and she has already been overconsumed, and she has not slept for a few days.

"Shaohao!" He remembered that he was still in a dream at the time, dreaming of a high bed soft pillow and rock sugar pear, but he was suddenly awakened by his mother's shouting. Mother carried him to Shaohao, that was the first time he knew that the person in front of him was his father. Lack of kindness, fear of strangeness too.

"Hurry up and call someone! You kid ......" The more his mother urged him, the more he dragged his mother's clothes and hid behind her, looking at Shao Hao's embarrassed pale cheeks.

"Shaohao, don't you mind! This kid is like this, he is our ......" The mother's words were not finished, and her eyes were blank to see Shaohao holding the hand of the young girl next to her, the woman's pair of dripping almond eyes were breathtaking. Julong still remembers that it was this woman's evil words that added up to force her mother to be cornered! When he died, he didn't even have a name.

"Mother! Mother! The young Julong was dragged to death, and he only wanted to rush into the fire to save his own mother. But in front of everyone, Shao Hao was not appeased, but gave him a slap! Julong hated him, and this hatred has been rooted in his heart since he was a child, and it has taken root to this day.

After all, Shao Hao only had one son, and in the end, he succeeded himself to the name of Shao Hao's partial house and made him His Royal Highness. But he was unruly by nature, especially in a completely alien and hostile environment. No one can control him. Shao Hao was forced to helplessly, personally escorted him back to Fu Xi, and informed Fu Xi of the bad news.

Julong saw the old tearful Fuxi, and he didn't know the relationship between the person in front of him and his mother. He thought that Fu Xi was sympathetic to his mother, sympathetic to himself, and more human than Shao Hao, so he willingly followed Fu Xi and didn't want to go back!

Recalling this, what Mr. Sing Qu'er said can no longer arouse Julong's interest. If he had recalled these fragments earlier, how could he not doubt the story that Fu Xi had made up about his life experience? He threw some shellfish coins on the table and walked away without everyone's eyes. In the middle of the night, he came to Shaohao's Phoenix Palace. When the guards saw that it was His Highness, they didn't dare to stop him. Ju Long couldn't help but secretly laugh at the snobbery of these people in his heart. Thinking of the scene back then, my heart is even more sour.

"Your Majesty. The Yellow Emperor has been released from house arrest, why is His Majesty still depressed? The co-worker waited carefully beside Shao Hao. Shao Hao just stared silently at the spring garden in front of him. The picture scroll of the mountains and rivers is partially missing, as if it has been burned by a fire. The burnt black and yellowed raw edges were carefully handled by Shao Hao. It's just that it can never be returned to the original wholeness. The broken mirror can't be reunited, and remorse is just a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water......

Julong stood outside Shao Hao's study, watching Shao Hao see things and think about people. The words of Mr. Singing echoed in his heart. With grief and indignation in his heart, he strode into the study and shouted: "People have been dead for hundreds of years, what's the use of looking at paintings now?" ”

"Your Highness, Your Highness......" Gonggong stepped aside.

Shao Hao turned around silently, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Maybe I should call you Your Majesty, right?" ”

"Your Majesty!" The co-worker immediately knelt in front of Julong and saluted.

"Get out!" Julong scolded. The co-worker raised his eyes and glanced at Shao Hao, who nodded and agreed to him to step down.

"It's rare that you'll come back once and see me. Go ahead! Nothing to do is not to go to the Three Treasures Hall. ”

"You haven't answered me yet, what's the use of remembering your old people after you die?"

"Remorse!" Shao Hao took off the picture of the spring garden and held it in front of him, "The acquaintance with your mother is only because of this painting......"

"Now you want to tell me the story of your mother's mother? Why didn't you say it in the early years? Concealing my relationship with Fuxi, is also what you mean? ”

"Nope. This is what Fu Xi himself meant. Shao Hao said calmly, "When I sent you back, Fu Xi heard the bad news, like a landslide and the ground cracked. He never thought that he would drive his granddaughter to death, of course, everything is my fault, I will not deny it! He feels that he has no shame on you, so he can only make up a story with me to deceive you. It makes you think that it was I who sent your mother to Huaxu to give birth in order to avoid disputes. ”

"Why, when you learned that your mother was pregnant, didn't you stand up and take responsibility?"

"How do you know I don't?" Shao Hao put away the picture scroll and said solemnly, "I proposed to Fu Xi." It was he who insisted on going his own way and refused to let us be together. He didn't want Hua Xu to have any in-law contact with Xuanyuan. The second reason for lying to you is that he doesn't want to admit that you are Xuanyuan's bloodline. He'd rather cover his ears and steal the bell......"

Julong didn't believe that all this was made up by Fuxi, who loved him and loved him. From beginning to end, Julong didn't feel that Fu Xi looked at him strangely, nor did he feel that Fu Xi had something to hide and pain. He complained earlier about why Fu Xi didn't recognize himself for thousands of years, but it turned out that he was the biggest scar and remorse in Fu Xi's heart. Seeing him once a day, will the heart hurt a little heavier? Is such a haunting nightmare Fuxi's self-punishment?

Perhaps, Fu Xi really wants to make up for all the guilt of his mother!

In this way, even when Fuxi was dying of poisoning, what he was talking about was his love and remorse for his mother......

Julong remembered the conversation he had with Fu Xi in the main hall, and he finally understood-

"Retribution, uh, that's my retribution......"

"You taught the people to remember things with knotted ropes, and you prayed for them with gossip, and they have admired you for thousands of years, how can there be retribution?"

"That's you, uh, don't know...... You, uh, if you knew, you'd also, uh, wouldn't have spoken to me...... Bring it, who let you rob my drum ......"

"But what have you done to have such retribution?"

"I, uh, selfish, arrogant, uh, bad for your mother, very bad! Uh......"

"For as long as I can remember, I know that except for my mother, you are the best for me, how can you treat my mother badly? You are kind, you are magnanimous, how many troubles and troubles I have caused since I was a child, it is all your earnest teachings, how can you say that you are selfish and arrogant? ”

"I, uh, just...... It's selfish, arrogant......"

"Do you know why your mother died? Why did I agree to work with Fuxi to hide it from you? Shao Hao's voice floated from afar, pulling Julong back to reality.

"My mother was naturally forced to death by the concubine you were back then! I think you can't ask for it, I never know where you are! Julong turned his face and said.

Shao Hao looked at Julong at this time, and a wry smile climbed up the corner of his mouth. After so many years of careful maintenance, in the heart of his son, he would be such a despicable person! Shao Hao sighed, looked at the snow outside the room, and said eloquently: "Your mother died for you." You also know the customs of the Great Wilderness. Unmarried women who are pregnant are often beaten to death by sticks, and they will be stinking for 10,000 years after death. Even if he is lucky enough to give birth to a child, this child will not receive the care and sympathy of ordinary people, and some will only spit on and blame. Your mother knows this very well, and she chose this path in order to give you a pure living space. And I, also for this reason, chose to join forces with Fuxi to hide from you...... At least this white lie is still useful, keeping you away from unnecessary gossip, and looking so upright, it is very comforting to think that your mother knows! ”

"I didn't expect your understanding and forgiveness, after all, for thousands of years, you have never enjoyed the warmth of home. If one day, you are willing to forgive and forgive me, a selfish father, I hope we can have another home......"

Shao Hao left the study quietly. He was dressed in white, cold and elegant, walking in the snow, thin and mournful. At present, he is just a mortal who has lost his loved ones. What about sitting on the world? There is no companion to visit the plum in the snow.

Ju Long forced Shao Hao to disappear completely in his eyes, and a crystal tear was in the corner of his eye, crumbling. The picture of the spring garden on the table was carefully condensed by Shao Hao in a wooden box. Julong looked at it, and his ears rang with Shao Hao's kind voice when he left: "If you want it, you can take it." It's the only thing your mother has left......"

Is it really so difficult to live up to the country?