When Lu Wenzhong suddenly saw Chengping, he was also very frightened, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly hugged Lu Wenjun with Li Wanwan and left.

Lu Wenjun walked a few steps, and suddenly, he broke free, turned his horse back to Chengping alone, and raised a pretty face: "You Hu'er, so rude!" Staring at me like this, do you like me? ”

Cheng Ping looked at this smile steadily, and his eyes were red.

He nodded slowly, tears streaming down his face.

Lu Wenjun laughed: "Okay! Then come here every year on this day to wait for me. When I want a lover one day, I'll go to you. ”

After she finished speaking, she casually took off a small golden bell carved with honeysuckle from the neck ring tied around the neck of the jujube red horse.

"My name is Wenjun, this is a token I gave you, hold it steady!"

She threw the little golden bell that Fang had picked up at him, struck him in the face, and slammed it to her feet.

Chengping closed his eyes, opened his eyes, and saw that she had turned his horse, and greeted Li Wanwan, Lu Wenzhong and others, who were stunned, and led the horse away in laughter. He watched as the shadow of the yellow shirt and red dress was embraced in the middle, coming and going like the wind, disappearing into his eyes, but in his ears, it seemed that her crisp laughter like a bell still echoed.

He chased a few steps, stopped suddenly, stood for a long time, and at last, walked back, leaned over, picked up the little golden bell, looked down for a moment, and rode away slowly.

Chapter 166

In the deep mountains in the northwest of Chang'an, which is 100 miles away, the Sejong Mausoleum and the Zhaode Mausoleum are adjacent side by side, but they are divided into two peaks and do not intersect.

The first emperor should be very early, he decided not to alarm the underground people here, and did not bury with the queen of the Yuan, a few years ago, next to the Zhaode Mausoleum, so he built an underground palace for himself. It's just that, whether it's above ground or underground, the scale is far less than the latter. The events behind his own death are indeed like the reappearance of the literary scene, and the burial is simple. In this way, Sejong and Empress Chodeok have also become the only pair of emperors and queens who have been buried outside the tombs independently since the founding of this dynasty, which is far from the imperial tombs of previous dynasties.

The two mausoleums stand quietly in this hidden treasure mountain that Sejong chose for the queen in the past, looking at each other day and night, but it is not lonely.

Su Yu and Pei Xiaoyuan temporarily entrusted Xiaohuer to the He family, and after sending away Chengping, they went into the mountain to the mausoleum, took hemp as their clothes, and knotted them as their houses, and guarded the mausoleum for three days in this way, with full filial piety.

On the evening of the third day, after the filial piety was completed, Zhao Zhongfang came with his clothes, served the two to change their clothes, prepared a simple drink in the grass house, and saw them off. Early tomorrow morning, the two will leave the mountain.

After the funeral, Zhao Zhongfang never came out of here. After the master, he will never come out again. He will guard the tombs of Sejong and the Empress until he dies of old age.

"With the grace of the first emperor, a burial place has been reserved for the old slave here, and when the old slave follows the first emperor and Empress Zhaode underground, he can continue to serve him."

When it comes to life and death, the old official and eunuch's face covered with the marks of the years of carving is flat, and only when he looks at the rain, there is endless pity and reluctance in his old eyes.

"The only regret of the old slave is that he can't continue to serve the eldest princess and Xiao Langjun in the future. Fortunately, Yang Zaien had nothing else, and he was still loyal, so he would serve the old slave in the future. ”

Su Yu actually knew in her heart that this should be the last time she and this wife would get together. She couldn't help but recall the past when she was a child, when he was forced to carry her to pick pomegranate flowers and was blamed, and her eyes were buzzing with tears.

"Zhao Bandang, you have to take care of yourself. Aya and A-Niang, there is no shortage of you to serve. ”

Zhao Zhongfang smiled so that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretched like chrysanthemums, and nodded: "Yes!" Be! The old slave wants to see the eldest princess and the concubine Ma Enzhan, and give birth to a few more brothers and sisters for Xiao Langjun. When Xiao Langjun grows up, he will definitely become a majestic man like a horse. The old slave was so happy that he woke up laughing in his dreams just thinking about it. The old slave must live a long time, stay here, and continue to do things for the eldest princess and the concubine."

He paused, walked out slowly, and looked around. In the distance, the guards guarding the tomb are changing their guards. He staggered, walked in again, stopped in front of Su Yu and Pei Xiaoyuan, and knelt down.

Su Yu was puzzled and wanted to help, but was stopped by him.

"The eldest princess, do you still remember what the first emperor left to Xiao Langjun?" He said.

Su Yu and Pei Xiaoyuan glanced at each other.

"The old slave will definitely live well, so that the last thing that the first emperor handed over to the old slave will be done well."

He bowed respectfully to the two, raised his head, and said in a respectful voice.

After finishing the meal, Zhao Zhongfang retreated.

Accompanied by Pei Xiaoyuan, Su Yu wandered above the Shinto. The setting sun sank to the west peak, and the sky in the mountains quickly darkened. Her heart was full of sour and touching feelings.

Zhao Zhongfang said that in this mausoleum mountain, there is another hidden underground palace, which is buried with a treasure left to her by the first emperor, and it is rich enough to rival the country.

This matter, from the time she first returned to the official, the first emperor began to do it. What is given to Xiaohu'er is the key to open the dungeon.

Aya said she shouldn't be able to use it now. But when it comes to future generations, no one knows what will happen to the world at that time.

It's just for peace of mind.

At the end of Shinto, in the vast twilight, a heavy figure appeared.

It's Han Kerang.

He had lost his armor robes, but his burly body still stood out in the twilight.

Same as Yuan value. He will also leave Chang'an and become the governor of Yongzhou.

He saw the two of them, walked over, saluted to Su Yu, and then turned to Pei Xiaoyuan: "Pei Langjun, take a step from your work." ”

Su Yumu watched Pei Xiaoyuan leave with Han Kerang, and his figure disappeared behind a piece of green cypress. She sat down on a white stone beside the road, and a moment later saw him return.

A bright full moon rose from the top of Lingshan, and the mercury-like moonlight flowed down, quietly shining on the valley and on his tea-blue figure.

His steps were a little hurried, and he stopped in front of her.

She tilted her head and looked at him.

Slowly, he bent his knees and crouched down at her feet, clasping his palms together and taking the grip of her hands that lay flat on his lap.

"Han Kerang told me! About the events of the year. He tried to apologize for his crimes, but I stopped him. ”

"Sister-in-law, you won't know what happened back then. Once upon a time you would rather bear the grievances with me than say, I know why. You fear that it will be useless to say it, or that I will think that you are excusing your Aye. But now, why don't you tell me? If it weren't for Han Kerang, you would never let me know? ”

Pei Xiaoyuan clenched her hands and asked, his voice slightly tightened.

Su Yu was silent for a moment and looked behind him: "General Han, please come to me." ”

Han Ke's eyes turned red, he stopped on the Shinto, knelt down towards the northern abyss, bowed to the distance, and raised a short knife with both hands.

"I was the culprit back then. The first emperor took the responsibility for the crime, and he did not allow me to mention half of the sentence before his death. Pei Langjun cut off his finger for this matter. I, Han Kerang, am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Now that the first emperor is gone, how can I make the people of the earth suffer for me in vain? ”

Su Yu shook his head and turned to Pei Xiaoyuan.

"Before I died, Aye, I told you to take a short time away. I know how fond and valued he is for you. Asking him to leave with your misunderstanding of him, even if it is only half a point, may be a pity for him. So I asked him if I could tell you the truth about what happened after he left, so that you could know how helpless he was that day. He shook his head. ”

"Aya told me that over the years, he has also asked himself countless times if he had not been injured at that time, he was not in a coma, and when he woke up, he had not been admonished by his subordinates one by one and killed himself under his eyelids, then what choice would he make in that situation."

Aya said......"

Suyu stared at his moonlit face.

He asked himself, over and over again. However, no matter how many times, he couldn't fool himself. ”

"On that day, even if there were no accidents, in that situation, he should have made the same decision as before."

"Nothing will change."

"So he said he doesn't deserve your forgiveness. So that I don't have to mention half a sentence with you. In the future, I can get you to carry him again, to see that you are worried and anxious for him, and to find a doctor for him, for him, he is already satisfied, and he has attained great satisfaction. ”

Pei Suyuan froze.

Su Yu got up from the stone he was sitting on, walked in front of Han Kerang, who was still kneeling on the ground, and took the short knife from his hand.

"General Han, since I, Pei Lang, am not subject to your method of apologies, then you can also let it go. In the future, you can do whatever you have to do, and go to work with peace of mind. ”

Han Kerang choked slightly: "Thank you Supreme Eldest Princess, thank you Jingbei Hou." From now on, as long as there is an order, Han Kerang will definitely serve and do anything. ”

He kowtowed to the two of them, and then kowtowed deeply in the direction of Sejong's Mausoleum, got up and left.

Su Yu watched Han Kerang's figure disappear into the night at the end of the Shinto, still standing, and suddenly felt a sigh of emotion in his heart.

Heaven is hard to break.

For thousands of years, there have always been many haters. Her Aye, Aniang, Pei Lang's father, mother, Ding Baiya, and even Ah Gong and Pei Uncle......

There are so many people in the world, all of whom have their own hatreds.

However, at the last moment, Aya fulfilled his long-standing wish; The daughter that A-Niang once desperately protected is now doing very well; Ding Langjun slept with the golden hairpin; Ah Gong's wish has been fulfilled, and there is no longer any concern, since then Gao Yun Yehe, Bailu has been idle, and what his uncle is guarding is that he has been involved in the court and Qianli for most of his life......

There are a number of waste revival originals, and there is no harm in gathering and scattering.

As for her, this life is even more complete, so why bother yourself with mediocrity and make a state of pity?

She turned her face and looked at Pei Xiaoyuan.

He was still looking at her Aya's final return.

She waited. For a long time, in the quiet moonlit night, she heard him let out a low sigh.

It is emotional, and it should also be completely relieved.

Then he turned and walked towards her. With the steady, brisk sound of his boots stepping over Shinto, he returned to her.

A pair of solid arms gently wrapped around her waist.

"What are you thinking?" His voice rang in her ears as well.

"You've been looking at me."

The bright moon is shining in the air. The person in front of him had a handsome face and a gentle expression.

Su Yu looked at him, for no reason, and suddenly had an impulse from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's go. Let's go! ”

Say goodbye to the city where her memories are everywhere, and embark on a new journey with him.

Pei Xiaoyuan obviously didn't expect her to suddenly have such a thought, and looked at her.

"Why, can't you?" She asked with a smile.

He smiled as well, and reached out to drag her into his arms and kiss her on the forehead.

"Just what I want." He should.

It seems that a pair of wayward young people who have been secretly looking forward to the journey for a long time. When the idea of setting off is born, the heart jumps and can no longer be contained. instructed his entourage to leave tomorrow morning as originally planned, waved goodbye to the old palace eunuch who was smiling and sighing helplessly, and the two rode off overnight. The moonlight illuminates the night road.

After leaving the mountain, the two deliberately took a detour, turned to the West Mountain, and came to the home of the old man who delivered water. The chai door is still the same, and the black dog lies in the door. Pei Xiaoyuan quietly put down the sacrificial meat and two pieces of money he brought. The black dog was awakened by the movement outside the door and barked loudly. The room lit up with a dim light, and the ugly child walked out rubbing his sleepy eyes. He is much taller than when Su Yu first came to Chang'an, and he has the appearance of a little boy.

He opened the wood door and was pleasantly surprised to see the meat and money at the door, but he did not dare to take it immediately, but turned around and ran in as fast as he could.

Soon, the old man who delivered the water hurriedly walked out with the support of the ugly child. He stood outside the wood gate, looked in the direction of the barking of the black dog, and faintly saw a pair of shadows on horseback, disappearing into the moonlight at the end of the road.

"It's that Pei Langjun and his little Langjun!"

The old man recognized it, and muttered in amazement and gratitude.

Walking along the old path, the common memories of the past are full of hearts. I don't know if he coveted the feeling of her in his arms, or if she was tired of riding and wanted to rely on him, the two of them rode separately from the beginning, and naturally changed to ride together, so that the other horse followed by himself.

Jin Wuya once again carried the man and woman, knocked his hooves without hurry, and walked among the mountains and forests.

The treetops are sparse, and the moonlight shines through the branches and leaves, like the snow falling in the Chang'e Palace, and a little silver shadow, from time to time brushing over the majestic head and back of Jin Wu's majestic head covered with gorgeous oily fur. The male and female owners on its back seemed to have endless words, and they kept whispering all the way. Fortunately, it has experienced extraordinary, and it is not frightened, but it only cares about burying its head, following the path that woodcutters, hunters, and mountain people have walked out of for a long time, twisting and turning, only to walk out of the sparse forest woven by trees, red willows, aspen and locust, and suddenly, with its master, into a dense maple forest.