Thundered!

The purple-blue thunder pierced the dark sky, and above the cloudy sky, a dazzling bright color pierced it, and the continuous thunder echoed in the ears.

"Click!"

The wind is howling between heaven and earth, the fragile flowers and plants have fallen to the ground in an instant, the thick trees with the mouth of the bowl are flying in the sky, the majestic rain is pouring down, the waves of the Yangtze River are rolling and surging, and almost all the big rivers are churning.

The entire Jianye City is prostrate under this apocalyptic scene.

The door of the house where Luo Xianzhi lived was not closed, and the wood was pinned to the gap at the lower end, gently swaying in the strong wind, and the heavy rain was swept into the house by the strong wind, and the ground was soaked.

Luo Xianzhi lay on the rocking chair, looking out without saying a word, as if he was contemplative, and seemed to be distracted, with a pale face that could not be concealed.

Xie Daoyun looked at him worriedly, from the time this rainstorm had not fallen, Luo Xianzhi was sitting here stunned.

"Ma'am, I may have done something wrong."

Luo Xianzhi suddenly spoke, accompanied by the rumbling thunder and the sound of the rain, but Xie Daoyun still heard it clearly, this clueless sentence made her wonder and asked, "Husband, what's wrong?" ”

Luo Xianzhi said slowly: "You know, I'm going to die. ”

Xie Daoyun tilted her head to one side, only to feel that her heart was pulled together, she had written a lot of poems, but until now, she didn't understand what it was, and it hurt her heart.

Luo Xianzhi's slightly thin hand held her soft water, felt the cold water vapor on his face, and said softly: "I don't care about life and death, but I can't tolerate that I actually made such a big mistake, and I can't correct it."

I, Luo Xianzhi, have been dominating the world for so many years, and all the scholars of the noble family, the relatives of the royal family, and the masters of the world have to stand up and be beaten obediently.

There is almost nothing I want to do that is unsuccessful.

But I never expected that the emperor would live longer than me, and he would not die until now!

If I had known that he would have survived so long, I would not have left many problems until now, and I would definitely try to solve them for a while. ”

Luo Xianzhi's tone was full of regret, and Xie Daoyun, who listened to it, even couldn't care about sadness, and said with a look of panic: "Husband, why do you say this?" Isn't that disrespectful? ”

Luo Xianzhi never stopped his great disrespect, and muttered: "As the old saying goes, old and immortal are called thieves, and it is a good thing for people to die at the right age, especially kings."

Our Majesty, in the past ten years, has been much more mediocre than when he was young, and he has lost the enterprising heart of an outstanding king, and only wants to worship the Buddha.

He has gradually faded the sanity of a king, and is more and more like a common man who draws on the joy of family.

When I was alive, I was still able to hold up Liang Guo's social ji, but when I died, what should he do?

What should Liang Guo do?

The Liang has today, and it is the result of two generations of my Rocks.

If I can't have a good ending in the end, how can I not regret it?

If the Liang Kingdom falls into chaos in the future, or even the blade rises again, no, I can already predict that the blade will definitely rise again, will Luo's encounter the flames of that soldier's war?

Isn't it my fault?

Madam, when I die, you will go back to Gusu, our two children do not have the talent of mine, and they cannot bear the heavy responsibility of social work. ”

Xie Daoyun trembled coldly and said, "Husband, why are you saying these words now? ”

Luo Xianzhi said seriously: "After the rain stops today, I will call the children, I have some explanations, and tomorrow, I will ask someone to carry me into the palace, and I will confess some last words to Your Majesty." ”

Lift?

Xie Daoyun immediately grasped the key point and asked too, Luo Xianzhi patted his leg with a wry smile and said, "What I found just now is completely unconscious." ”

……

The sun shines on Jianye, and there is no deep depression of yesterday, and when you find a red door, there is a condensed taste, and you can even smell the rich fragrance.

The vermilion of the palace gate is dyed with gold lacquer, and the eight-armed Bodhisattva is carved on the door, solemn and hideous, with the meaning of purifying all beings on one side, and the other side seems to be glaring angrily.

Now the door was open, revealing the long corridor within, mottled old traces carved into the wall.

Luo Xianzhi was lying on the chariot, his face was still pale and very weak, and the guards shouted loudly, "Get out of the way quickly, and the prime minister will enter the palace to face the saint."

The guards held their tooth cards high, and the guards guarding the palace all knelt on one knee and bowed their heads, their faces solemn, and they did not care that there were no traces of dry water on the ground.

Xiao Yan, who was worshipping the Buddha in the palace, heard that Luo Xianzhi had actually entered the palace, and hurriedly took off his robe, put the formal clothes on his body, and hurriedly went outside the hall.

This scene made Xiao Yan like a lightning strike, he seemed to see that decades ago, his best friend Luo Youzhi was also carried by someone like this, to see him, that was the last meeting between himself and Luo Youzhi.

Now it seems to be a reincarnation, Luo Youzhi's son, his other most trusted son and nephew minister, Luo Xianzhi, was also carried into the palace.

Will this be the last time the two will meet?

Xiao Yan didn't want to believe it!

He trembled and stepped forward, suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing, and hurriedly beckoned: "It's windy outside, quickly carry Lingxiu into the hall." ”

His anxiety didn't seem to be fake, a trace of warmth flashed in Luo Xianzhi's eyes, these decades, at least the emperor was really interesting to him, and the monarch and the minister were suitable, in this era, it can be said to be rare, especially compared with the Northern Dynasty that killed indiscriminately, it was just a fantasy.

After Luo Xianzhi was carried into the hall, Xiao Yan hurriedly asked people to fetch water and add tea, and he knelt beside Luo Xianzhi and asked in a cut voice: "Lingxiu, you are sick, you are not recuperating at home, it has just rained, and it is cold and windy outside, if you suffer from wind cold, how can your body stand it?"

I have obtained a thousand-year-old ginseng, which is said to have been dug up by a merchant from Liaodong, and you will bring it back later to replenish your body, and I hope you will get better soon. ”

"Your Majesty."

Luo Xianzhi chuckled softly.

"Hey."

Xiao Yan responded.

Looking at Xiao Yan, Luo Xianzhi became more and more sad, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why can't you leave in front of me?

He thought, and then said softly: "Your Majesty, Weichen will no longer be loyal to you in the future, I hope Your Majesty will not blame Weichen."

The minister had some words, thinking that if he didn't say it now, he might not have a chance in the future, so he entered the palace. ”

Xiao Yan's face was full of grief, and he suppressed his sadness and said, "Lingxiu, you say, I listen." ”

Luo Xianzhi grabbed Xiao Yan's hand and said, "Your Majesty, the only thing that the minister can't worry about is the big beam."

After decades of governance, the state treasury has enough money and food, even if it is a war, it is not afraid, but this is not what the minister is worried about.

The most murderous and exiled in the minister's life were the three cases of the Shi clan, the Buddhist sect and the witch Gu family, and the Shi clan is now basically only a noble family.

However, the residual poison of the latter two cases has not been completely eliminated until now.

Religion costs a lot, and the construction of temples does not hesitate to build palaces, whether it is the Abang Palace of the Qin Dynasty or the Changsheng Palace of the Han Dynasty, the final outcome does not need to be said by the ministers.

Over the years, His Majesty has given many privileges to Buddhists, and the minister wants to advise, but His Majesty has blocked him back, and when he is dying, the minister also wants to advise them once, and they must be allowed to pay taxes and farm the land.

After the prince's case, His Majesty let King Zong out of the town, and for this reason, the minister also argued with His Majesty that if His Majesty really wants to make Daliang stable, he can only give them wealth and nobility, and don't let them hold power.

In today's world, there is a smell of killing, and the various disasters of the Northern Dynasty have gradually swept the Southern Dynasties, and the people of the world have begun to do whatever it takes to gain power.

Your Majesty knows that the minister has always been cautious, and this kind of incompatibility should not have been said by the minister, but the minister is really worried about you, and the minister is worried that when you reach your old age, you will see the tragedy of the world.

If the son of a minister has half the power of a minister, the minister will also recommend him to you to carry these burdens for you, but they are really incompetent and have no ability to govern the country.

I have to say this to you personally.

Your Majesty, don't test human nature, since you are capable, you must do your best to let your children and grandchildren coexist peacefully, this is the last thing the minister can say.

As long as these two problems are solved, let the Northern Dynasty attack, the Huaihe River and the Xiangyang Iron Wall will make them meet and break the blood. ”

Luo Xianzhi's tone was so sincere, Xiao Yan couldn't help but burst into tears, as Luo Xianzhi said, he didn't need to say this, but in the end, with a sincere heart, he wanted to repay Xiao Yan's trust, so he told these words and said.

Xiao Yan finally listened to it once, and said with emotion: "Lingxiu, I must do what you say." ”

Luo Xianzhi was carried out of the hall, Xiao Yan stood in front of the hall, looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, an ominous premonition enveloped him, and he sat down a little weakly leaning against the threshold, sitting in a daze.

Walking slowly in the palace, Gong'e and the eunuch both knelt on one knee by the wall, Luo Xianzhi slowly closed his eyes, but there was no joy on his face, he came here, just to do his best and obey the destiny of heaven.

When Murong Ke was dying in the palace, he must have done the same, but in the end, it fell short, even if Xiao Yan really listened to himself now, if he could still live for ten or eight years, he would forget it sooner or later.

Can Xiao Yan live another ten or eight years?

He wasn't sure now, after all, there was once an outlier named Zhao Tuo, that Lingnan Martial King lived for more than a hundred years, who knows if Xiao Yan would be able to live like this?

The warm sun shone on his body, and the air that had just rained was still fresh, swaying, like a swing, like a baby's rocking bed, so comfortable, so sleepy, I really wanted to sleep.

Luo Xianzhi only felt that he was in a vast white space, not far from him, there was a very familiar figure, he tried to open his eyes to see, it turned out to be his father, Luo Youzhi, who had been dead for decades.

"Father."

Luo Xianzhi shouted in surprise, Luo Youzhi looked at him with a slight smile, "Xianzhi, you have done a good job, you are proud of your father." ”

Luo Xian's hand grabbed towards the void, and then his hand fell weakly, and landed on the chariot, with a smile still on his face, I don't know how the future will be, but at least for now, he has done a good job, probably.

……

The great court meeting of the Liang State has not been as gloomy as it is today for many years, and the death of Luo Xianzhi is a big earthquake for the Liang State, and in the history of the Liang State for decades, there are only two prime ministers, Luo Youzhi and Luo Xianzhi.

Luo Youzhi has been in power for eighteen years, Luo Xianzhi has been in power for a much longer time than his father, and his influence on Liang is deeper than Luo Youzhi.

"Let's discuss the nickname of Gongluo Xianzhi of Gusu County, I mean 'Wencheng', 'Wenmu', 'Civilization', choose one of the three, what do you think?"

To Luo Xianzhi's "text" at the beginning, this is doomed, not to mention later, for Luo Xianzhi, a prime minister who has been in power for decades, and the achievements of Guotai and Min'an, it is not too much.

"Your Majesty's Shengming Yingju!"

This was the answer of the courtiers of the temple.

Xiao Yan Zhengse said: "Then take 'Wencheng' as the nickname, known as 'Gusu Wencheng County King', accompany the burial and repair the mausoleum, in the past, Qingyun was buried on the right side of the mausoleum, and now Qingyun's tomb is moved to the left side, and Lingxiu is buried on the right side of the mausoleum, worthy of enjoying the Taimiao." ”

Xiu Ling, naturally Xiao Yan built the imperial tomb for himself, this imperial tomb has been repaired for a full forty years, from the time of Luo Youzhi to the time of Luo Xianzhi, until the era of Luo Xianzhi, I didn't expect that the first to live in the end was Luo Youzhi and Luo Xianzhi's father and son.

The minister in the palace naturally knew that Luo Xianzhi must be worthy of enjoying the Taimiao and accompanying the emperor's tomb, but Xiao Yan said the sentence of the county king at will......

"Your Majesty, did the ministers mishear just now? You're talking about the king of the county? ”

Immediately, a minister asked, these things can't be ambiguous, Xiao Yan nodded lightly and said: "That's right, I decided to crown Lingxiu as the king of the county, in order to repay the grace of the two generations of the Gusu Luo clan. ”

Now that it was confirmed, a group of people immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, please take back your order, although Duke Wen Cheng has worked hard, but since the Duke of Yuzhang County sat in the southeast, I have never had the practice of being crowned king with a different surname."

Besides, you are the king of Wenchenggong, do you mean that Wenchenggong's merits are greater than his father's?

I think it's very inappropriate. ”

This is indeed a big difference between Jiangzuo and the Northern Dynasties, from Luo Chu, his title has always been problematic, until after the Chu State, it can be regarded as a recovery, the Southern Dynasty is more generous to the county dukedom than the Northern Dynasty, but the prince is more cautious, which is related to the local political tradition.

Xiao Yan knew that he was thinking a little shallow, but he really didn't want to be buried with the county prince, and while he was thinking about it, a sudden flash of spiritual light made his eyes light up.

"I know, there is a word king among the kings, there are two word kings, one word is called the country and the land, and the second word king is called the county, although it is not said that it is high or low, but in the hearts of the world, there are high and low, roughly with one word as the high, and the two words are slightly inferior.

Nowadays, dukes are all named after the county.

I am now going to reopen a knight and be the Duke of the Kingdom, I will posthumously seal Qingyun as the Duke of Wu and Lingxiu as the Duke of Yue, so it is enough. ”

Yes?

Xiao Yan patted his head and came up with the idea that made people's eyes black and bright, and he casually added the knighthood, but at least it was not added to the county king, and the more everyone talked about it, the more they felt that it was appropriate.

The king and the prince of the county, the prince and the prince of the county, have a symmetrical beauty.

"Since you don't object, let's do what I want."

……

The death of any big man is a big earthquake, not to mention Luo Xianzhi, although he has many political enemies, but how many people have been favored by him?

In Jianye City, there are many people who wear filial piety for Luo Xianzhi, and those who howl all night are even quite a national mourning, and the emperor of the previous dynasty did not have Luo Xianzhi's glory today.

In Jianye City, white paper is floating everywhere, just like the spirit money, miserable and miserable, several times in the city, there is no red, even those who have already set the date, also tacitly take the initiative to postpone.

"Wencheng Gong is very kind, I can't repay it, I hope that Gong will go all the way, return to Suwang Shenxiang as soon as possible, and enjoy the boundless bliss and great light."

This is the most sincere blessing of the people of Jianye to Luo Xianzhi.

As the saying goes, the hearts of the people are like water, but they don't know that the hearts of the people like water will also have a moment when they freeze into ice, and they know who is good to them.

……

Gusu Luo clan sent people to Jianye, the flow of people in Luofu was endless, countless in-laws came to visit, from the beginning of Luo Youzhi, to Luo Xianzhi, fifty years according to the phase, the formation of influence, how huge, is unimaginable to ordinary people, the door fence was broken, not an exaggeration.

Seven days after the suspension of the spirit, under the joint efforts of the royal family and Luo's family, Luo Xianzhi's coffin was buried in the burial area on the right side of Xiuling, which was his father's territory decades ago, and now his father Luo Youzhi has been relocated to the left side.

A shovel of loess slowly fills in the coffin, each shovel seems to announce the end of an era to everyone, even if he once held the power of the entire Jiangzuo in his lifetime?

Until now, it is still a piece of loess, and it is still sad and lonely to bring to the children and grandchildren, and the people of the Luo clan are silently looking at the head of the family who will bring the Luo family to a new peak again.

The emperor's decree has been issued, and the new head of the Luo family has been appointed as the Taishou of Gusu County, which is the status of the Luo family now, even if he does not participate in political affairs, he is at least the status of a prince in the local area.

The clouds in the sky are gradually getting a little thicker, and every season in Jiangzuo, there will always be a lot of rain, and it will come without any warning.

It's like the rain Luo Xianzhi saw that day.

The majestic rain poured down, washing away all the disharmony between heaven and earth, such as the new soil of Luo Xianzhi's coffin that had just been filled, under this heavy rain, all the floating soil was washed away, and the old soil was perfectly integrated.

The people of Luo's Mansion in Jianye City went to the empty building, leaving only two or three big cats and kittens, still staying here, once the popularity was emptied, it was instantly full of desolation, as if there had never been anyone here.

……

Luo Xianzhi died, and this news spread in all directions, and the various states and counties of Liang naturally didn't need to say much, and almost every assassin and county guard sent a letter of condolence back.

Even when the Northern Dynasty heard the news, some people felt sad, and even Murong Trai couldn't tell whether he was happy or other emotions in his heart.

Luo Xianzhi ran the Southern Dynasty like an iron bucket, the needle could not be inserted, and the water could not be splashed, which made Murong Chui naturally very uncomfortable, but he did not hate Luo Xianzhi.

Because Murong Ke had always told him that if it was possible, he would bring the Luo clan to Yan Kingdom.

Of course, this was because he didn't know that Luo Xianzhi had designed the Emperor of Yan and his rebellion, otherwise he would probably lament.

……

In Gusu County, this city of a thousand lakes, located on the most fertile plain in Jiangzuo, seems to be so demure forever.

Outside the city, there are countless small awning boats, which come and go in the river, and there are also boatmen who slowly support their oars, because there are scholars on the boats who enjoy the scenery and drink.

The houses are not very tall, and even slightly graceful, lined with moss and traces of water, soaked in the water for many years, with a slight dampness.

Xie Daoyun has been staying in Gusu City since Luo Xianzhi's death, sorting out Luo Xianzhi's policies and poems before his death.

The lotus pond is blue and blue, the delicate flowers shine on the water, the lotus flowers reflect the people, the pavilions and pavilions, there are moss everywhere in the corner, Xie Daoyun is surrounded by a few people, all standing on the side, she sits upright, holding a brush in her hand, and writes a few words on the cover.

"Luo Wencheng Gong Theory"!

Xie Daoyun stared at these big words tightly, as if he suddenly unloaded some strength, if anyone in this world knows Luo Xianzhi best, it must be her, Luo Xianzhi has never hidden most things from her, so she can write this book now.

Let the world and future people understand why Luo Xianzhi was able to achieve such great achievements, he has wisdom that can be called heaven, not just luck, not just family background.

After writing this book, Xie Daoyun only felt that she had no strength to stand, and her heart had already followed Luo Xianzhi when he died, and since the two got married, the two had never been separated for such a long time.

Her tears had long since dried up when she learned of Luo Xian's death, and her grief had long since dried up when Luo Xian was buried.

What remains in the world now is nothing more than a torso, which exists to accomplish something.

She picked up the paper, gently dried the ink, and said slowly without looking back: "None of you have the talents of your father and grandfather, so stay in Gusu City with peace of mind."

With the kindness of our ancestors, I think I will still be able to shelter you.

These books and the antiques, calligraphy and paintings that have been collected are the most important treasures of the family, and when they can return to the family one day, these things are precious treasures.

As for those gold and jade, etc., they are all things outside the body, as long as they can ensure the survival of the family, they don't have to be misers, the Gusuluo clan has 8,000 households, and they will not starve themselves, treat the people who cultivate for the family well, and treat the courtiers of those families fairly.

In this way, the family can ensure that it will be passed on until the time comes to dominate the world. ”

Xie Daoyun said these words, but suddenly reacted, these words are too similar to what Luo Xianzhi would say, decades of hearing and seeing, ears and temples grinding, have made the two almost one.

Now even saying some last words is full of Luo Xianzhi's flavor, and she can't help but think back to what she was like when she was young?

She couldn't help but think back to the incident that made her famous.

"What does the snow look like?"

"If the catkins are not raised by the wind."

Because of this sentence, she entered the eyes of Wu Guogong Luo Youzhi.

Because of this sentence, she got a marriage contract that can be called the most enviable in the entire Jiangzuo.

Because of this sentence, she got a husband who couldn't find the second one after Jiang Zuo several times.

What regrets does she have in this life?

She thought about it, and then thought of the question she had asked Luo Xianzhi in that rain, "Husband, if you live again, how will you live?" ”

Luo Xianzhi didn't groan for a long time, he just looked at the rain, and then held his wife's hand tightly and said: "Relive a lifetime, I will still marry you, I will be a leader, I will do my best for the beam, I will build that snowman for you in that extremely rare snow in order to please you, and I will give birth to a few children, although they are not smart."

I will still be the same as I am now. ”

Not like now, but like now, Luo Xianzhi doesn't have a few regrets in his life, so he is willing to do it all over again.

Xie Daoyun thought about this, she knew her answer, Luo Xianzhi probably still had some regrets in this life, such as not expecting the emperor to live so long, such as not letting Daliang dominate the world.

But she, Xie Daoyun.

There are no regrets in this life, from the time I was a girl, until now, there are no regrets.

Her father, uncle, brother, and husband held up a clear sky for her, and her sky was not cloudy.

Sometimes when she dreams back in the middle of the night, she will suddenly wake up, she always has a feeling of unreality, but when she sees Luo Xianzhi's calm face, she calms down.

The sky fell and there was a high top.

This is what Luo Xianzhi often says, he always smiled and said: "I am the tallest person, as long as the lady is in the arms of the husband, the husband will shelter the lady from the wind and rain." ”

Now that Luo Xianzhi is dead, there is no one to shelter her from the wind and rain.

Xie Daoyun saw that the handwriting on the paper had dried up, she smiled lightly, in fact, she wanted to say that she could also face the frost alone.

She closed her eyes.

There was no sound.

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Luo Xianzhi, Gusu County people, the world is Xianhao, Jiangzuo has a book, said "Clan Chronicles", Gusu Luo's family ranks first in Jiangzuo, its noble can be considerable and his father worships the prime minister, and the second year of the attack on the Duke of Gusu County, the emperor is capable, the edict into Jianye, the palace is brief, strange, and the book is ordered.

The king of the show, Zuocai, holds the respect of his father, his power is dignified, the courtiers are afraid, his deeds are brilliant, and he is afraid of rebellion.

Strangled the Shi clan, opened the cold door, the Shi clan was not angry, the dogs and horses were degraded, and the cold door sat on the law and trampled on their bodies.

When the emperor sank the Dharma, the emperor changed it.

Ming mourns the prince sitting on the witch Gu, Liang Chen is afraid, and he dare not speak, and he makes a statement with a unique expression, ensuring that the prince does not lose and supporting the society.

Since the appointment of the prime minister, the emperor praised his loyalty, the virtuous ministers praised his ability, the people praised his benevolence, and the figures of the Southern Dynasty were all called crowns.

Obvious organic change of ability, insight into people's hearts, the great cause of many low, erect attack, so to guard the body to become a business, before and after life, prosperous to reach. - "Southern History: The Family of Gusu County"

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