Ten years have passed in a flash.

When you are young, you will feel that time flies very slowly, and the day seems to be very abundant, you can do many things, frolicking with your friends at the entrance of the village, or going fishing, going swimming, you can do many, many meaningful things in a whole day.

However, as you get older, you will find that time flies faster and faster, as if you pressed the accelerator button, and sometimes it feels like you have done nothing in the day, but when you come back to your senses, the day has passed quietly.

Especially in old age, there is no superfluous entertainment, but sitting is a whole day.

Zhao Xuanqi didn't know why those old people didn't have any entertainment activities before, but they were able to sit at the entrance of the village for a day.

Now that he understands,

As far as the eye can see, there are memories.

Whatever the heart thinks is the past.

By the time he reacted, ten years had passed, and this year, he was 57 years old.

During these ten years, Zhao Xuanqi supervised state affairs in the name of regent, handled government affairs for Emperor Qianli, and educated Emperor Qianli by the way.

However, because of his old age, Zhao Xuanqi's energy is not as good as before, and he is tired, so he just hangs the name of the emperor, but he doesn't do much to educate the emperor, but hands it over to several other famous Confucians.

Emperor Qianli was educated not badly, and his grades in liberal arts were not bad, although he was not a top, but he was also at a high level.

Moreover, Emperor Qianli's body is very tall and burly, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, he is fifteen or sixteen years old this year, his body is tall, and his peers are not his opponents at all.

And he has a wise temperament, he has a lot of ideas at a young age, and he is a person who can achieve great things at a glance.

Emperor Qianli is more reassuring.

In terms of the imperial court, there are Jinyi guards to supervise hundreds of officials, urging hundreds of officials to be honest and honest, and make political achievements, and the people are also all over the eyeliner, urging the people to restore agriculture and mulberry and deter the rivers and lakes.

There are east factories and west factories in the palace, which are responsible for guarding His Majesty, cooperating with Jinyi Wei to do some house-raiding work, supervising each other, and cooperating with each other.

Jinyiwei has become a white glove, and the east factory and the west factory are black gloves, one black and one white, and they cooperate tacitly with each other.

The country has been reunified, and the people only want to rest and recuperate after the war, and have no idea of fighting.

Therefore, in the past ten years, there has been basically no major event in the world, and it is in a state of stability and inaction.

The country is becoming more and more prosperous, and the people are living a stable life.

This year is actually not much different from other years, ordinary and ordinary.

But such a dull year made Zhao Xuanqi come back to his senses.

This is because a particularly important thing happened: Zhao Xuanqi's wife is dying!

This year, Yuan Caiyun is 59 years old.

She's old.

When she was 58 years old last year, she already had obvious aging characteristics, and her memory became particularly slow, and she seemed to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

I often lose things and forget things.

Memory is declining and getting worse.

Sometimes she had just eaten breakfast in the morning, and she didn't have much time to rest, and she would let her eat breakfast again.

She couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and she began to become unrecognizable, she didn't know her daughter and son, and she didn't know Zhao Xuanqi.

Sometimes Zhao Xuanqi stood beside Yuan Caiyun, and she would also treat Zhao Xuanqi as a stranger, and then push Zhao Xuanqi away.

Zhao Xuanqi was obviously standing next to her, but she would tremble with fear, and she kept shouting in her mouth: "Husband, husband..."

Zhao Xuanqi walked up and said, "I am your husband." ”

Yuan Caiyun shook his head and replied: "You are not my husband, you are too old, old and ugly, my husband is very young, my husband went to the capital to take the exam, I am waiting for him to come back..."

"I am your husband."

"You're not! My husband is the most handsome man in the world, he has the talent to cry ghosts and gods, it can't be you old man, I heard that the princess has a crush on him, I don't know if he can come back from the capital......"

"Uh... He'll definitely be back! ”

"Yes, you are right, I believe that he will definitely come back, and he will definitely come back from the capital to find me!"

Then silently hugged the painting she had embroidered, the painting painted Zhao Xuanqi's face, holding the painting, sitting all day, sometimes smirking stupidly, sometimes constantly crying.

The wife forgot Zhao Xuanqi and forgot her family.

The aging body and the increasingly sick condition made her forget many things, but she did not forget Zhao Xuanqi, and she did not forget to wait for her husband to come back.

In Yuan Caiyun's memory, she is still a young and beautiful girl, and she needs to dress up every day, and in the same way, she needs to wait for her husband who is rushing to take the exam in a distant place to come back.

She believed that her husband would return.

The illness caused Yuan Caiyun to lose a memory, and she stayed in her youthful years.

In the winter of 58 years old, Yuan Caiyun had a serious illness, and when she woke up, she had lost the ability to speak, her eyes became extremely cloudy, and she could only lie on the bed.

The imperial doctor came to the door to regulate Yuan Caiyun's body, but after every imperial doctor saw it, he could only keep shaking his head.

They didn't say anything, but Zhao Xuanqi is not a fool, he knows the most sincere truth:

My wife is afraid that she is going to die.

From this day on, Zhao Xuanqi no longer cared about court politics, and he spent more time at home with Yuan Caiyun.

But companionship will end one day after all.

Shortly after Yuan's 59th birthday, her years came to an end.

On this day, after Zhao Xuanqi fed Yuan Caiyun medicine, he watched his wife fall into a deep sleep, so he returned to the study to deal with affairs.

But it didn't take long for the maid to have tears in her eyes, she was very anxious, and hurriedly called Zhao Xuanqi: "Madam... Madame is going to die! ”

Zhao Xuanqi's heart trembled.

Ran back into the room.

The room was already full of sons and daughters. In recent years, Zhao Xuanqi's wife and concubines have given birth to a total of four sons and five daughters for him.

Seeing Zhao Xuanqi coming, they gave up their positions to Zhao Xuanqi one after another.

Zhao Xuanqi returned to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly stretched out his hand to hold the woman's hand.

Yuan Caiyun's hands had become extremely old, dry and thin, and her face was full of wrinkles.

Alzheimer's!

Under a serious condition, Yuan Caiyun can no longer speak, he can't make a sound when he opens his mouth, his eyes seem to be invisible, hazy, even his ears are chaotic, and it is difficult to hear the sound outside.

At this moment, Yuan Caiyun was struggling on the bed, and his old body burst out with tremendous strength, constantly struggling on the bed, with a look of fear on his face.

The wife had nightmares.

And in her world, she can't see, she can't hear, she can't speak, the world is pitch black for her, there is no sound, no color, it's pitch black.

She woke up from a nightmare, but she was still in such a dark world, she was too scared.

Zhao Xuanqi was very distressed.

It hurts a lot.

He held the woman's hands vigorously, and then calmed the woman down, wanting to bring a touch of warmth to the woman in the dark world.

Turning to the side, Zhao Xuanqi shouted in the woman's ear: "I'm here, I've always been there, don't be afraid..."

It's a pity that his so-called warmth can't bring a trace of peace to the woman at all, the woman's struggle is getting harder and harder, and the panic puts her in a desperate situation, and gradually she is able to speak:

"Husband... Husband... Why haven't you come back yet? ”

The sound is choppy.

The voice is old and old.

In Yuan Caiyun's memory, she has been waiting for her husband to come back, she has been waiting for her husband to come back for the exam, she has been waiting for a long, long time......

Zhao Xuanqi's heart trembled, but unfortunately he couldn't do anything.

No matter how loudly he shouted,

No matter how hard he clenched,

Still couldn't make the woman quiet.

The woman never felt Zhao Xuanqi's warmth, her ears couldn't hear, his eyes couldn't see, and it was even difficult to speak.

In the case of Alzheimer's disease, in the case of old age, in that dark world, she was isolated from beginning to end.

Zhao Xuanqi couldn't do anything, he couldn't do anything, he could only watch the woman struggle in that dark world, and be terrified in the dark world over there.

Obviously, she was by Yuan Caiyun's side, and she had hugged her tightly, but she couldn't feel it.

That's it

The woman died.

The woman died in Zhao Xuanqi's arms.

When Zhao Xuanqi came back to his senses, his wife was already motionless in his arms, and her vitality was gradually disappearing.

He hugged Yuan Caiyun's back and looked at the woman's face, her face was full of wrinkles, and her face was full of horror and despair!

The woman died in terror and despair!

In her world, she didn't wait for her husband after all, she died in panic and loneliness!

"I... I..."

Zhao Xuanqi opened his mouth wide.

A feeling of suffocation permeated his heart.

Yuan Caiyun died like this?

How could she die like this?

I've already come back from the exam!

I'm right there with you!

I didn't choose a princess!

How can you misunderstand me? I've been with you all the time.

Zhao Xuanqi fell into an extreme panic.

He didn't allow his wife to die in that dark world like this, and he didn't allow his wife to die in despair and horror in the dark world where she couldn't hear, see, and speak!

But what can I do?

I can't do anything!

Zhao Xuanqi suddenly hated himself incomparably.

But suddenly, he came back to his senses from this extreme sadness, and frantically searched for something in his body.

However, because the emotions were so intense, the hands and feet were constantly shaking, and the hands and feet were weak.

In a fit of rage, he simply took off his clothes, tore them with all his might, and groped back and forth on his body with all his strength.

The sons and daughters were shocked.

They thought that Zhao Xuanqi had gone crazy, because of the death of his mother, he had gone crazy.

The sons and daughters knelt on the ground one after another, pulling Zhao Xuanqi's legs, crying: "Father, mother is gone, you can't go crazy like this, if you go crazy like this, what should we do?" ”

"Father, we can't live without you!"

"We don't have a mother anymore, how can you abandon us, father?"

Zhao Xuanqi is not crazy.

He pushed his children away.

"I'm not crazy, she's not dead, I have to tell her I'm back!"

"She's so timid and scared, she can't just leave alone!"

Subsequently, Zhao Xuanqi ripped off his clothes,

He fumbled wildly in his arms and finally succeeded in finding what he was looking for.

An unremarkable thing.

This is a jade pendant.

The jade pendant was carved into a white cloud state, the clouds were rolling up, and there was a cold feeling in the clenched hand.

Zhao Xuanqi knelt on the ground with a limp body, lying on the edge of the bed, and stuffed the jade pendant into Yuan Caiyun's palm as quickly as possible.

He parted the woman's hands, put the jade pendant into the woman's palm, and wrapped it tightly.

Then he shook the woman vigorously:

"You can't hear, you can't see, you can't speak, I know you're helpless, but I'm back, I'm really back!"

"I won't allow you to misunderstand me."

"I didn't choose anyone else, I came back to you for the exam a long time ago, I've always been by your side!"

"I'm by your side, how can you leave alone?"

Zhao Xuanqi shouted as hard as he could, shaking vigorously.

It's a pity that the woman didn't react at all.

Yuan Caiyun's face was full of despair and panic from beginning to end, in that dark world, she was lonely and helpless, and she died like this without waiting for her husband.

Zhao Xuanqi looked at the woman who didn't react, and then came back to his senses, the woman is dead, she is indeed dead!

My own reaction is too sluggish!

This jade pendant should have been taken out earlier!

This is the jade pendant that his wife sent to him when he went to the county town to catch the exam, this is the jade of peace, if you feel this jade pendant, your wife must know that she has returned!

But it's too late!

Because of her own slowness, Yuan Caiyun left alone, and she didn't wait for her husband.

Obviously, she could leave happily, but because of her own mistakes, she was allowed to leave alone like this, she should be desperate before she died...

In her world, her husband chose the princess and did not rush back from the capital......

It's a little bit slower!

Zhao Xuanqi's head was blank, his hands and feet were weak, his body was constantly twitching, his spirit was hollowed out at this moment, and he knelt on the ground powerlessly, slumped on the ground.

The hands held the woman's hand tightly, and then held the woman's hand and cried loudly.

The crying is particularly ugly.

The crying was particularly hoarse.

Even though he was already an old man, he was still crying uncontrollably.

Obviously, this is just a dungeon world, and it's just a dungeon experience, and this world is fake compared to the main world.

But why is it still so sad?

But why is it still so sad?

Zhao Xuanqi couldn't control his emotions.

Suddenly, a voice came: "Mother... Mother laughed! ”

Zhao Xuanqi was stunned.

Stop crying.

His eyes looked at the woman on the bed.

I saw that the woman had been dead for a long time, but I don't know when, the expression on her face had changed.

It's a smile.

A satisfied smile.

The last expression on her face was a gentle smile.

In the last moments of her life, I don't know when it started, and the expression on her face has turned into a smile!

"You must know I'm back, right?"

Zhao Xuanqi muttered.

No one answered his question.

This is a question that perhaps only women know.

But she is dead, so naturally she can't speak, so naturally no one can know the answer.

But look at the gentle satisfied smile on her face.

Zhao Xuanqi got the answer in his heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt redeemed.

However, after the redemption, there is more indebtedness.

Zhao Xuanqi felt that he owed his wife too much to this woman!

He is Wu Anjun, a famous regent, a master of His Majesty, and a veteran of the Three Dynasties.

In the whole world, how many men can be more noble than themselves?

But as this man and Yuan Caiyun's husband, what did he give his wife?

Zhao Xuanqi found that there was no.

When he was young, he stayed away from his wife in order to study.

When he was middle-aged, he stayed away from his wife in order to pacify the country.

Even when he was old, he didn't care about his family because he was worried about state affairs.

When Yuan Caiyun was alive, she spent more time waiting, waiting for her husband to come back, looking forward to her husband's return.

When she was alive, she didn't leave home, and there weren't too many social circles in Chang'an City, so she didn't like to show off her wealth or be powerful, he only liked to embroider quietly.

While embroidering, she waited for her husband to return.

All the glory of Zhao Xuanqi and all the achievements of Zhao Xuanqi did not bring more benefits to this woman.

Gold and silver treasures?

Or glory?

Zhao Xuanqi has all this glory.

Does this matter to a woman who loves him?

More importantly, companionship!

Yuan Caiyun is diligent and thrifty, for her, as long as the money is enough, she doesn't need too much, and there is no more.

For her, glory is not honorable for her husband, and she does not value gold and silver treasures, nor all glory.

She only values her husband, she just waits for her husband day after day!

Even though Alzheimer's disease is severe, she has been waiting for her husband before she dies......

Zhao Xuanqi found that for so many years, there were very few years that he had accompanied his wife!

He owes his wife so much!

Looking at the white cloud jade pendant in Yuan Caiyun's hand, the jade of peace, this jade pendant was the jade of peace that Zhao Xuanqi bought when he went to the county town to catch the exam, and his wife sold the hairpin on his head.

A long-standing promise popped up in my mind:

"If I have the title of the gold list one day, I must pay you back the dowry a thousand times, and I must use the house built of pure gold as your new house, only such a room is worthy of you."

At that time, Yuan Caiyun smiled: "I'm waiting for you." ”

At that time, I was arrogant and proud, and I felt that I must fulfill this promise!

But now, my wife is dead!

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

Dignified Wu Anjun, in the name of loyalty and integrity, all promises to others have been completed, no one has broken his promises, and any promises have been perfectly done.

However, in the end, he actually broke his wife's trust!

Unexpectedly, he lost his trust in a pillow woman!

Zhao Xuanqi stood up, his hands trembled like words, put his hands behind his back, tried to hide the trembling, and looked at the children beside him:

"I'm going to give her a funeral myself!"

"I'm going to have a last luxury!"

It didn't take long for Zhao Xuanqi to use his savings for many years, as well as the property rewarded by the imperial court over the years, including asking Emperor Qianli for some gold and silver treasures.

In the end, it took a lot of gold and a lot of time to create a huge golden coffin!

It is five meters long, three meters wide and two meters high.

It is not so much a coffin as a small house of pure gold, made of gold throughout.

The exterior looks like a coffin, but the interior is relatively heavy, and the inner wall is carved with windows and furniture, including some small maids and housekeepers, as well as courtyard trees, rockeries and flowing water.

At the same time, all kinds of strange mythical beasts are engraved, guarding the courtyard and guarding the coffin.

And in the center of this coffin, Yuan Caiyun's body was lying inside, wearing a golden silk dress.

Made of pure gold as silk, it wraps around the body and reflects her like a goddess in the sky.

There was no jade jewelry in the coffin, all the jewelry was gold, reflecting the woman in gold, and wrapping the woman in this golden house.

Finally, there is also a pure gold hut more than three meters high in the funerary goods, whether it is the windows or the furniture, the carving is extremely detailed, carving the entire Wu'an Junfu into it, forming a perfect work of art.

The artwork, along with the huge coffin, is buried deep into the cemetery.

Zhao Xuanqi is poor, and he doesn't value gold and silver treasures all his life, this is his luxury for Yuan Caiyun, this is his luxury for his wife!

If you didn't fulfill this promise in life, you must fulfill it when you die!

The tomb is selected in Ziyun County, and I like to be in Shixi County, Ziyun County, and choose the hometown where the two were born.

This is a return to the roots.

Yuan Caiyun was born in this land, and perhaps only in this land can she sleep peacefully.

In order to prevent people from robbing the tomb, Zhao Xuanqi also used his power to build a huge mausoleum, and arranged countless mechanisms in it, and the people involved in the manufacturing of the mechanisms were all first-class craftsmen in the world.

After the mausoleum was built, he even sent a trusted general to lead a large number of cronies and soldiers to form a village around the mausoleum, increasingly guarding the mausoleum, and guarding the mausoleum from generation to generation.

Zhao Xuanqi watched his wife being buried, watching the mausoleum being closed and guarded by countless institutions, so he was completely at ease!

In this way, when Zhao Xuanqi was fifty-eight years old, he said goodbye to his wife and the woman who had accompanied him for decades.

(End of chapter)