It's just that no matter what, the emperor couldn't have imagined that Yun Yanjin's leg disease would be so good that it would disappear so well, and the three armies of the school field martial arts competition, cavalry and archery were powerful, and now Yun Yanzheng joined forces with her, and the Nine Heavens Horse behind her was really like a tiger with wings. The emperor always has a feeling that one wrong step, one wrong step, and all the plates are lost.

The emperor is there, and now there is naturally a third brother to fight against Zhou.

Yun Yanzheng only does one thing wholeheartedly. Please ask the national teacher to personally choose an auspicious day and a good day, and choose a piece of feng shui treasure land on the outskirts of Yuecheng. Then ask the astringent master to repair the appearance of Gu Xi's corpse again, with long hair tied with a white jade crown, and a cloud silk snow suit. Before, Yun Yanjin ordered people to hide the corpse in the ice cellar, but now although it has been a long time, it has not been corrupted, lying on the ice bed, surrounded by smoke, but I saw that the skin was white and purple, the body was scarred, and the white bones of the forest were almost seen in a few places where the flesh was cut, and the scars on the face and eyebrows were trimmed and whitewashed by the astringent, so that they could retain the vague appearance of the past.

After all these things were done, her guards carried the new and valuable coffin again, and the astringent master moved Gu Xi's body into the coffin covered with snow-white silk.

Everything was ready, Yun Yanzheng wore a palace robe embroidered with white clouds and white feathered phoenixes, a white silk belt, white jade flowing silk, and there was no trace of variegation on his body, only black lacquered long hair, black and white. There are only a few clusters of jasmine flowers as white as snow on the lightly pulled palace bun, and between her actions, there is a faint fragrance of seclusion. She held the edge of the coffin with her left hand, and gently inserted a jasmine flower tied by a white ribbon on his placket with her right hand, and then combed his slightly messy forehead, her eyes were gentle, and she said softly: "Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, I hope you will not be lonely and bored on the Huangquan Road." He also tied a white jade jue to his belt.

Yun Yanzheng stared at him for the last time, turned around slowly, waved his hand, and heard the sound of Ding Dang closing the coffin behind him. In this way, this person will really pass away from the world, and he will never see him again for a long time.

Yun Yanzheng wiped the tears on his cheeks, and ordered the coffin to be lifted in a deep voice.

All the way the people and horses are all dressed in white clothes, paper money is spread, and white flags open the way. In order to avoid causing suspicion and scruples among the superiors, Yun Yanzheng only selected more than 300 people to carry the coffin for Gu Yi in the Nine Heavens Ride.

On the western slope of the suburbs of the city, sit on the mountain and look at the water, there are pine forests and pear blossoms as companions, and it is an elegant place. Sacrifice to the gods, open the soil, lower the coffin, cover the soil, burn paper, worship, more than 300 people riding in nine days are all on the Changyan River to receive the life-saving grace of Gu Xi, no one is not sincere to send each other to pay tribute.

After everything was done, Yun Yan ordered the rest of the people to return to Yuecheng first, and she would personally send Gu Junshi's soul across the Nai He Bridge.

After the rest of the people retreated according to their words, the sky was suddenly hidden by clouds and smoke, and a slight drizzle fell one after another.

The forest trees were quiet, swaying softly in the rain and rain. A burst of pear blossoms fell like broken snow, sprinkling the front and back of the newly built grave. The stone tablet is carved with the cloud font of Yun Yan's book: the tomb of the teacher Gu Xi. It's like a big dream, and people can't wake up in it.

Yun Yanzheng slowly slapped open a jar of aged wine "Pear Blossom White" and placed it beside him, and then uncovered the white silk on the yaoqin round by circle. Sitting cross-legged on the bluestone under the pear blossom tree next to the tomb, the white-clothed snow feather phoenix is lifelike, she puts the piano on her lap, and the white tassel of the head of the piano floats in the wind and rain of the grass and trees. The piano plucked the strings, and she whispered, "Good wine is ready, please drink it slowly, and listen to me whisper a song for you." ”

She closed her eyes for a long time, and a piece of music suddenly appeared in her mind, which was different from the ancient melody, but it was a song with unknown meaning that she played with Gu Xi in Luming Villa in the past. Although it was extremely inappropriate to play this joyful tune at this moment, she remembered that Gu Xi had never been like ordinary people in everything before his death, so why not play this only ensemble that was comparable to music at the grave of this send-off.

Yun Yanzheng thought about it a little, adjusted the tune of the previous two ensemble, and changed the tone of the flute to a silk string sound, and his subordinates guided slowly, and a unique song "Tao Yao" was born. She remembered that day when she was in the carriage, she had thought that she would make peace with him and eventually become extinct, and she couldn't help but point to the more sad vicissitudes of the tone, like a clear and clear.

In the distance, under the pine tree, a man holds a plain paper umbrella and stands with his back to the green mountain. Quietly staring at the woman in white under the pear blossom tree.

The wind and rain are miserable, the tomb, the guqin, the white clothes, the black hair, the pear blossom, the "Taoyao", the sound of the human scene and the qin are so mixed into a stunning and poignant ink landscape painting between heaven and earth at this moment, which has repeatedly hurt people's eyes.

As soon as the song ended, Yun Yanzheng slowly raised her eyes, and suddenly realized a figure in the distance, dressed and jade, and she didn't realize that there was a trance in front of her.

Whose figure suddenly appeared on this graveyard?

"Gu Shezhi's ......" A call penetrated from the smoke and rain, resounding through the silent empty mountain at this moment. Did your ghost come back to listen to my piano before you crossed the bridge? ”

The man in the distance heard the sound, his palms trembled, and he lowered his eyes that had been staring at her for a long time, his emaciated cheeks were covered with raindrops in the wind and rain, and his shoes and socks were wet.

Flowing through the green mountains and green waters, through the wind and rain, one by one, the verdant and tall pine trees fell backwards behind him, and he walked towards her step by step, step by step.

The plain clothes were neat and noble, and the long black hair hung down behind him, slightly elegantly following his walking footsteps, and a pair of clothes fluttered like a fairy in the wind. On her right hand, she still held a plain Lu'an bone umbrella with no words and no paintings, her complexion was quiet and desolate, and a pair of eyes watched her face calmly and her expression gradually changed.

Surprised, confused, expectant, clear, lost, calm, composed, sad, the feelings in her phoenix eyes are so clearly recognizable, there is no place to misrecognize.

"Shall we go home?" He smiled slightly and said to her, the smile on his face as warm as the first winter sun.

Yun Yanzheng's heart was as cool as the water of an ancient well, and she lowered her eyes and chuckled, "Yuecheng is so big, where can I be at home with peace of mind?" She secretly blamed herself, how could she mistake Chu Ruirong for Gu Xi? How different are they?

Chu Ruirong moved, covered her with an umbrella, shielded her from the increasingly torrential rain, and whispered: "Yanzheng, if you want, you can use my house as your home!" ”

Yun Yanzheng's eyes were slightly stunned, and he raised his head to look at him fixedly. It's not that she doesn't know his thoughts, but everyone has always maintained a friendship with each other, and no one has broken this answer and pierced this layer of mind. Why is he so abnormal today, in such a place, in such a mood of hers, he said such a sentence.

Chu Ruirong didn't see half of the emotion on her face, but he didn't want to be discouraged, and still said softly: "Yanzheng, instead of others coming to tell you and make you misunderstand me, it's better for me to tell you myself." Your Majesty...... Your Majesty is going to marry you and me, and the decree has been prepared, and perhaps it will be sent to the Eldest Princess's Mansion tomorrow. ”

Yun Yanzheng's face changed, and his face, which had become thinner and thinner recently, suddenly turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Is this what Your Majesty meant, or do you mean?" ”

Chu Ruirong's eyes had a faint pain, and he instantly regained his composure, and said lightly: "Your Majesty doesn't want you and Yan Jin to join forces to fight, and wants to divide the two of you through marriage." ”

This marriage is not just as simple as dividing her and the third brother, it is simply coercing her, oppressing her so small survival that she has to give up her beliefs, dignity, freedom, and feelings, and be able to survive.

If she didn't want to marry Chu Ruirong and marry into the Houfu, the emperor would inevitably ask her to exchange her military power in exchange for this holy decree that had never been issued, so that she could not only deprive her of the power in her hands, but also use it to suppress the momentum of the third brother's daily progress, and control their fate; If she refuses to obey the decree of marriage, and cannot hand over the military power to the emperor, she can only be convicted and imprisoned for disrespecting the decree, so that not only can she control her life and death, but also can balance the third brother and the Nine Heavenly Horse, and even divide, use, divide, and collect for her own use; If she didn't want to affect the third brother's plan and implicate the lives and future of the Nine Heavens Riders, she could only obey the holy decree and marry into the Houfu, and the lives of the more than 100 people in the Houfu would be a shackle on her body from now on, and the emperor could still restrain the life and death of these people through euphemistic means.

The last option seems to be the mildest, if she is willing, otherwise, being trapped in such a huge cage will not make her bound for the rest of her life and break her wings and die.

A look of disdain rose in Yun Yanzheng's eyes, he looked at him unabashedly, and said coldly: "You came here today, did Your Majesty let you threaten me?" ”

Chu Ruirong's expression changed suddenly, and a sharp pain suddenly passed through his chest, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time. In the wind and rain, after a long time, he turned pale and gritted his teeth: "Do I need to threaten you with marriage?" You don't want to marry me, you don't want to marry into Houfu, did I only find out today? I'm here to tell you that you will have more time to make the decision you think is the best one, and you won't regret it for the rest of your life! ”

He seldom made such a loud voice, and as soon as he put the paper umbrella on the bluestone, he turned around and braved the heavy rain and walked down the mountain without hesitation.

Yun Yanzheng looked at his back as he left in a hurry, his eyes slightly darkened. How could she and Chu Ruirong not kill each other? Because they have an indescribable friendship with each other, they can never calmly watch each other's actions as spectators.

Yun Yanzheng let out a long sigh in his heart, Rui Rong, I'm sorry! Instead of stabbing you more bloodied tomorrow, I'll stab you today.

The torrential rain had already drenched her, and the white-clothed black hair spread on the bluestone bathed in the water became more and more beautiful and cold and arrogant, and a pair of phoenix eyes were even more cold, like a ghost in the mountains.