Qingchuan History

Chapter 44 Suddenly this summer

Gu Xinglang's heart trembled slightly.He had thought so too once upon a time.

"Besides, among the four kingdoms of Qingchuan, any of Yin, Bai, and Wei may need a counselor like me, but Qi does not. Because Qi has you, my junior sister and I may not be as good as you in terms of strategy. This is also the teacher. Said."

That's a serious compliment.

Starlight flashed across his eyes again.

"If you had a choice, would you rather be a wife or a counselor?"

"I haven't thought about this problem. If the teacher hadn't chosen this path for me, I might have stayed in Pengxi Mountain and lived like her in the end. This is also very good."

He moved again.

Before he was 14 years old, he didn't think about this kind of problem, what he would like to do in the future, and who he would become.

It's strange, he is a prince, and he is a prince with outstanding talent, but he has the world in his heart, but he doesn't care about the court that much.He has seen the intrigues and schemes in the world from the closest distance since he was a child. If he could choose, his father's life is not his first choice.

If the third elder brother hadn't passed away unexpectedly and chose this path for him, he might have waited to become an adult, leave the palace and open a mansion, and be a happy prince for the rest of his life.If the third brother needs help, he will do his best to help.

It was what he could see since he was born, the path he was supposed to take.The way the queen mother wanted him to go.

He suddenly felt that what his mother said back then might indeed be protecting him.Perhaps in the eyes of the queen mother, everyone has their own path to take, and there is no better way; her two children can go on their respective established life trajectories, steadily, and even support each other. good.

He never thought that maybe his mother didn't think that the way of becoming a king is a better way.

He was a little relieved, and looked at her again, his eyes softened.

"Isn't it a pity?"

She knew what he was talking about, but she was useless with all her abilities.

"I entered Pengxi Mountain at the age of four and began to study everything related to stargazing. I also studied history and medicine. I didn't know why I studied it. But as time went by, I gained pleasure and felt rich and fulfilled while doing these things. .I think this is also a kind of usefulness. Useful and useless, what standard should be used to judge, this is a question.”

Gu Xinglang nodded: "A person who is completely free can look at things in this way. But for some people, they cannot change their perspective, have no choice, and can only move forward."

"On the day your majesty ascended the throne, looking at the civil and military affairs of the Manchu dynasty, the imperial city of Jidu, and the vast Qijiang Mountains, what was in your mind?"

Gu Xinglang recalled for a moment, looked at her and said calmly: "Build a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and bring peace to all generations. (Note)"

His eyes grew brighter at the words.

Her eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this sentence.

"Qingchuan is a martial artist. It is said that only those who can conquer thousands of miles of rivers and mountains can conquer thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. But Xueyin believes that only the monarch who can say these words is worthy of the four characters of the master of the world. It is amazing."

Time seemed to stand still, and even the alternating light and dark stars in the sky seemed to be condensed in the moment of glory.They looked into each other's eyes, and because of the instant connection, their hearts were extremely peaceful.

Diyan has been waiting in the imperial study for a while, and the time has passed, he has to send Ruan Xueyin back, when he came in, he saw the two talking speculatively from a distance, so he didn't dare to disturb him for a while.Seeing that they seem to have calmed down at this moment, they hurried up to the balcony and said:

"Your Majesty, the time has passed, it's time to send Madam back."

Time began to flow again, and both realized that there was still much to be said.The matter of medicine, the matter of Shangguan concubine, and the matter of Heluotu.That's why one hour a day is never enough.Talking and talking, the topic will deviate a hundred and eight thousand miles.

Before Gu Xinglang could answer, Ruan Xueyin got up and gave a blessing, the two of them met their eyes, and the meaning was clear: we'll talk about it tomorrow night.

Diyan turned sideways, and the deep streams, mountains and forests came out of the Turning Waves Hall.

Such a summer night is extremely ordinary, just like any summer night in the past thousands of years.The sky is full of stars, and the evening wind conveys the whispers of flowers, trees, insects and birds among the promenade, woods and every temple. It is obviously not the season when orange blossoms are in full bloom, but the fragrance stays in the night wind passing through the Hall of Turning Waves for a long time.

Gu Xinglang was still sitting at the tea table on the terrace, watching the crescent moon sinking in the distance, and finally hung between the branches and leaves of a sycamore tree.

Ji Wanling took out a kite from the mahogany cabinet in her bedroom in Pishuang Palace, which looked quite old.

It was also the same summer night many years ago, when she was ten years old, she spent the summer with a group of princes and princesses in the Xiling Palace.The wind was so strong that night, rustling through the verdant mountains and forests of Xiling.She thought she could fly a kite, but the palace people told her that there was no reason to fly a kite at night.

Later, Gu Xinglei took her to the meadow beside Qimeng Lake, where it was open and easy to run, and there were no big trees to hang the kite on.

It was this swallow, which was very ordinary in color and shape. She didn't know where he found it that night.But that may be the highest kite she flies in her life.Because it was too high, it almost disappeared into the night.

It was Gu Xinglei who pulled it back.

The past is blown by the same evening wind on the same summer night, but people are not like the summer night wind, every year, every month, there is always a return date.

Shangguan Concubine was sitting in front of the dressing table, and Ren Xiwu helped her remove the headgear little by little.In the past half a year since she came to Qi State, her skin, which has never been considered fair, turned out to be a little fairer. It seems that women in the three southern countries are all fair skinned, which has a lot to do with the climate, water and soil.But the wind tonight is very similar to Cangwu's wind, swift and bitter, so that this summer night suddenly looks like Cangwu's summer night.

Duan Xirun watered Qiangwei in the vestibule.She insisted on taking care of those flowers herself, not only because of the flowers, but also because of the person who gave her these flowers.Like Shangguan Concubine, she also cherishes her appearance very much. She is afraid of getting sunburned during the day, so she waters and prunes the branches at night.The wind was a little strong, and the delicate rose petals were blown all over the courtyard.

Gu Chunfeng remembered that when he left the palace at the beginning of the month and went to Xishifang to get the gift prepared for Tianchang Festival, he met that person on Quan Street.She has seen the most handsome man so far, but the third brother and the ninth brother, one of them is like a brilliant thousand suns, the other is like a bright moon and a breeze, and they are both extremely talented, they are already the pinnacle of men she can imagine in the world.

But that person seemed to be no less than her two elder brothers, his stern and even gloomy appearance did not make people afraid or disgusted, on the contrary, he had a tendency to swallow mountains and rivers, which made people admire him.The wind that day was also as strong as tonight, and his bamboo hat was blown up, and she never forgot that face.

Ruan Xueyin was sitting on the galloping light chariot, the wind wrapped her sideburns and patted her cheeks, she stroked them, and looked up to see the sky full of stars, only very thin clouds occasionally covered the starlight.The starry sky in Yin country is not so bright, and the sky does not seem to be so high.Many summer nights in her life have passed, and among those more than 1000 nights, there has never been a night like this night.

She seems to have encountered some extremely precious moments, and she is very clear in her heart that those will only be moments after all, coming suddenly and passing away.Everything that happens here, everyone and things, will one day have nothing to do with me.

Life is like time itself, like a long river, meeting occasionally, and finally drifting away.On the day she returned to Pengxi Mountain, she wondered if there were still these people in Qi Palace, and if there was still such a summer night.

The crescent moon fell from the sycamore branch of the Lantern Palace and hung on another lower branch.There was no one at the tea table on the terrace, only two white jade cups that had been used, glowing white and clear like moonlight under the moonlight.

　Note: Establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations.It comes from "Hengqu Quotations" by Zhang Zai in the Northern Song Dynasty.This book is completely empty, borrowed, and pays tribute to the master.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)