Wishful Things - Chapter 679

   Chapter 679

When Emperor Zhaozhen arrived at the Royal Mansion of Rongjun, it was only a quarter of an hour late.

   “Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness has gone…”

   As the steward of the prefectural palace outside the hall was paying his respects, he said in a dumb voice.

   Emperor Zhaozhen took a pause and looked in the direction of the inner room.

   Soon, Princess Jingrong and Princess Yufeng also rushed over.

  Rongjun’s illness did not happen overnight. When Xu Mingshi and Wu Ran noticed something strange today, under anxiety, the first thing they thought of was to spread a letter to their home.

  After the arrival of King Dongyang and others, there was a real discernment in his heart, and it was the right time to make people spread the letter everywhere.

  The palace and the various houses received news, and they all rushed to it immediately.

   is still a step too late.

  A few people came to the couch and saw the child’s “sleeping face” very peaceful.

  The night became darker, and depressed sobbing gradually sounded all around.

  ……

  Seven days later, it was the day of the burial of King Rongjun.

  There is the will of Emperor Zhaozhen, and the ministries dare not to be scornful, and there is no reduction in the regulations of the funeral rites.

  Xu Mingshi and Wu Ran found many books of war and gadgets from the market, and put them in the boy’s funeral.

On the day of the funeral, the two also followed all the way to the mausoleum.

  Many funeral affairs have been completed, and the mourning objects outside the county palace are gradually removed.

  Xu Mingshi still failed to return to his senses, and was very depressed for a while.

  Xu Mingyi saw it in his eyes, and went to find him to speak in the afternoon one day.

  She knew that at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, she followed her to the Prince’s Mansion, and she was only sympathetic to the Prince Rong——

  Being getting along with each other day by day, who would not like such a good child?

  Mingshi and Ah Zhang, both knew exactly what would happen next. When they chose to accompany, it was equivalent to choosing to send the child and their friend away in person.

  The person who left has already gone, but the person seeing off still needs a long time to heal slowly.

  But she believes–

  ”I will see you again someday.” She said softly.

“Really?”

  Meeting the young boy’s gaze, Xu Mingyi nodded affirmatively: “Really.”

  She now deeply believes in the theory of reincarnation.

   Isn’t her experience the best proof?

  With such a deep spiritual bond, I will definitely meet again.

  It’s just ten years, decades, a hundred years. I changed my identity, changed appearance, changed all the traces of the past, but one day, I will always meet somewhere.

  Xu Mingshi also nodded: “I believe it.”

  The boy looked at a bamboo forest outside the window.

  The newly developed bamboo leaves are green and tender, and the roots of the bamboo shoots sprout from the ground.

  A rain fell, the green bamboo shoots grew rapidly, and they stretched straight day by day under the sun and rain.

  Bamboo leaves are dense, but gradually sparse.

  When the green was thick, it was shaking in a gust of autumn wind, and it was stained with a light blue and yellow layer at some unknown day.

  Flicker again to the Mid-Autumn Festival.

  On this day, Emperor Zhaozhen went out of the palace in microservices. Although he claimed to be stealing for half a day, he sat in the outer study room of the Dongyang Palace and talked about the affairs of the court and all parties in the world.

  Xu Mingyi quietly listened to the conversation between his grandfather and Emperor Zhaozhen.

  The two discussed political affairs, no matter how big or small, they have never avoided her.

  In the past six months, she has listened a lot, read a lot, wrote a lot, and learned a lot.

  Gradually, I will try to express some of my own humble opinions.

  She has never really been idle one day, just like Wu Chao in the land of Dorgan.

  They are all walking forward, learning, and honing.

  A round of golden autumn sun gradually sinks to the west, and the golden and red sunset clouds on the horizon are staggered, extremely strong.

   Emperor Zhaozhen and King Dongyang strolled in the courtyard. Through the open window lattice, it was seen that the girl in the study was sitting behind the bookcase, holding the pen in their hands with a focused expression.

  Emperor Zhaozhen had a smile in his eyes, as if he had seen a very distant future scene from this.

  The fiery glow is floating, and it seems that a fairy is waving ink, drawing out a picture of the country with thousands of miles.

   “Let’s go, drink!” Dongyang Wang said with a smile.

  ……

  After the autumn rain, Xu Mingyi **** her long hair, put on a man’s robes, jumped on horseback, and took Mingshi, Zhu Xiu and A Zhu out to the capital.

  All the way through small towns and counties, walking and stopping, or visiting shops in residential streets, or asking farmers about harvesting in fields and ridges, or going to a local private school for half a day.

  If you want to truly have something in your heart, you must not only listen to it, but also not see it with your own eyes.

  On this day, after the rain, it has been more than a month since I went out, thinking that there will be half a month before my grandfather’s birthday, and the two brothers and sisters return.

When passing by Yunyao Academy, Xu Mingyi went to see Cai Jin in the Academy.

  The head of the college is a close friend of her biological mother, and he warmly invited her to stay for two days.

  In the early morning two days later, I left for the city and returned home around noon.

  ”Girl, just a few days after you left, Xiao Qi sent this letter, saying it was from Dogan!”

  Xu Mingyi took a shower and changed clothes. As soon as he sat down at the dressing table with his semi-damp hair, Akui held a letterhead in front of her.

  Dogan?

  She took it, and took a look at it.

  A very familiar handwriting appeared in the line of sight.

  The last time she received a letter from Wu Chao, it was three months ago.

  Since he went to Dogan, there have been more than ten wars, big and small, with more wins and fewer losses. This time, he has taken back the two cities previously occupied by foreign races!

  This is a great victory.

  Before, she and Ming Shi had also faintly heard the news when they were outside, but they didn’t know the truth or not.

  Just before returning home, she saw her grandfather. The first sentence was to confirm the matter, and she could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when she got the affirmative answer from her grandfather.

  The mood when reading the letter at this time is also relaxed.

  Wu Chao said a lot in the letter, all of which are good news.

  He praised the father and son of the Nie family who have done many meritorious services-at the beginning, the father and son of the Nie family found his grandfather and asked his grandfather to recommend him. He wanted to follow the crown prince to Dorgan.

  In addition to the Nie family and his son, the letter also made an exception and praised Tianmu.

  Spying on the enemy’s situation, patrolling the wind, and sneaking on the enemy generals are all good hands.

  Xu Mingyi’s mouth curled up when she saw it.

  After a while, the smile gradually faded.

  The letters are all good news or funny things.

  Thinking about it carefully, in the letter Wu Zhao sent back, she never mentioned the half-word irregularities and difficulties with her. She also heard the news of the defeat from elsewhere.

Even four or five months ago, he had experienced a life and death danger. According to the emergency report sent back to the DPRK, the prince was once besieged in the mountains for many days. After reinforcements arrived, he searched for seven in the mountains. On the 8th, no trace of it could be found.

  No one in life, no corpse in death.

Chaozhong was panicked about this.

  She can’t wait for news, she has packed her bags and is going to rush to Dogan.

  But three days after leaving the city, he was chased back by Qin Wushu. Qin Wushu came with the news—Dogan sent back to the military newspaper. His Royal Highness was fine. The previous incident was just a trick to lure the enemy. Because it was a secret plan set up temporarily and few people knew it, the wrong news was sent back.

  She was overjoyed, and then she followed Qin Wushu back home.

  After calming down, I thought about it, but I was dubious about the so-called “tempering the enemy”—is it really the case? Or is it used to stabilize the military and the court, and want to make her feel at ease?

  To her, he always reported good news but not bad news.

  When he first arrived at Dogan, to boost his morale, he personally led soldiers to meet the enemy many times. Is it true that he has never been injured?

  Besides his special status, aside from real wars, he has no experience with all kinds of assassination methods.

  And he never talked about it to her, whether it was his soldiers or himself.

  She knows that the war is cruel and realistic, and what she emphasizes is the word “victory”. Only after victory can the bloodshed casualties be given real meaning by the world——

  Fortunately, they won this time.

  Although it has not been able to remove all the alien races, for the moment, it is enough to get the alien race back to the city and expel the alien race from the country.

  I want to come back soon.

  The next day, King Dongyang made a suggestion from the early court, and at this time he called the prince’s class to return to the court.

   Victory and pursuit also need to be divided into different situations. In addition to Dogan, the wandering forces are scattered everywhere when they are not fighting, and their whereabouts are uncertain. If you want to avoid fighting for a long time, it is not only time-consuming, but also labor-intensive.

  And the current state treasury is really not abundant, and it has always been more difficult than the supply of munitions.

  In short, it is not suitable to love war at this time.

“The minister thinks what King Dongyang said is extremely true.” Xie Shoufu went out and said: “Now that His Royal Highness has expelled the foreign race from my Daqing realm, he has greatly frustrated the foreign race’s arrogance, and it is expected to be stable for at least a few years. Now everywhere. It is the time of recuperation, and it will not be too late to see the specific situation in the future.”

  Aside from national power, the prince as the prince, his safety is also related to the stability of the society-we must know that there are still rumors that the prince has died in battle.

  Only when the prince is safe and triumphant, these rumors can be debunked.

  Other officials also followed suit.

   Emperor Zhaozhen nodded.

  Well, for public and private, it is time to call that stinky boy back.

   Soon, the decree to call the prince back to Beijing was quickly sent out of the capital.

  But Xu Mingyi felt that he was afraid that he would have to wait a while.

  Wu Chaofei is a eager person. Under this situation, it is impossible to do anything to resist the decree arbitrarily. But even if he wants to come back, he will have to wait until everything has been arranged.

  It takes time to appease the people on the border, clean up the endgame after the war, and rebuild defenses everywhere.

  According to his temperament, he must be at ease by doing it himself.

  But she is not in a hurry.

  Although she really wants to see him sooner, she wants to see him return home with peace of mind.

   Although she and him are the most connected people in the world, they have never just belonged to each other, they belong to themselves, and they allow themselves to belong to the rivers of the world, all beings.

  It is their common wish to guard this country and the people well.

  For her, this arrogant-sounding thought was not something she had in the beginning, but as time grew, the road she had traveled, and the things she had seen became clear and firm with each passing day.

  At first, she just wanted to guard her family, but now that she has more energy, she wants to do more.

  So, she is actually a very ordinary person in her bones, and she doesn’t have too many great ideas of self-sacrificing, and she has no time to protect others.

  She thought, most people in this world should be like this. First protect yourself and then protect others. There is nothing to blame.

  It is not that everyone is born as a bodhisattva who can save all living beings.

  As my grandfather said before, kindness also requires confidence. Not everyone has the capital of kindness.

  Some people also say that kindness in good times is not really kind, and people can only see their nature in times of adversity. She doesn’t quite agree with this sentence.

   Kindness is kindness, as long as you pay kindness, it is a kind deed, and there is no difference between good times and bad times. Or it can only be said that kindness in adversity is indeed more rare.

  Now and in the future, what she needs to do is to reduce the injustice and man-made adversity in this world, and give more ordinary people the confidence to be kind, so that they can spare more energy to help more people.

  It takes a long time, many obstacles, and many feasible strategies.

  Thinking about this, she lowered her eyes to write, and carefully wrote down her recent thoughts.

  ……

  On the fifteenth of winter, a heavy snowfall changed the color of the capital.

  Dongyang Prince’s Mansion, Doctor Qiu once again brought up the matter of leaving Beijing with his daughter.

“It’s going to be closed in recent years, and it’s freezing cold again…” Qiu Cai’er, who was still talking about gossip with the little maids just now, suddenly showed weakness and coughed while clutching her chest, before she said again: “My daughter is down. I am not afraid of being cold and driving away, but if the old illness is induced again and the father is worried, then it is the daughter’s unfilial piety…”

  The genius doctor Qiu stared at his daughter suspiciously.

   “Then wait for spring to get warmer…”

  Qiu Cai’er nodded slightly: “Daughters listen to their father.”

  Let’s start the spring when the spring starts. When the seasons change, wind and cold are most likely to breed. My father shouldn’t want her to risk the wind and cold and cause old illnesses to go on the road, right?

  In short, if you don’t see Miss Xu marrying her Royal Highness, her body is not suitable for leaving Beijing.

  It’s like reading a script. I’ve seen the end of my true feelings, and I’m just waiting for the completion of the last page. At this time, taking the book away, wouldn’t it be her life?

  Speaking of which, it’s time for His Royal Highness to return to Beijing too?

  ……

  At the same moment, at the back mountain of Hanming Temple, Xu Yun and his party are making tea in the pavilion.

  ”Amitabha Buddha, I saw the donor again at this first snowfall.” A young monk under the plum tree gave a Buddhist ceremony with Xu Yun.

  This donor will come to Houshan to pick snow and make tea every year at the beginning of the snow.

  But this time it looks…but it seems quite different from previous years.

  Nothing has changed, but nothing has changed.

  Xu Yun nodded with a smile, and invited: “Master Wu Zhu Xiao, can I go to the pavilion to drink a drink?”

  In the pavilion, Xiao Chenzi is watching the stove making tea.

  When the little monk was about to decline, she saw a gentle and graceful woman dressed in blue brocade and red plum in her hand.

  The little monk recognized each other almost at a glance.

   is the lady who has been here before!

  At that time, he mistakenly regarded them as…

A word has not yet settled in my mind, and I saw that the female donor gently took an arm of the male donor, looked at him, and said with a smile: “Now it is indeed my husband, but also Thank you little master for the good words three years ago.”

  ……

  The tea fragrance is overflowing at the back mountain, and Xu Mingyi, who came along, is enjoying the incense in the front hall of the temple.

   Green incense was inserted into the incense burner, and she stood up from the pad, only to hear a sudden noisy sound behind her.

   “Wuqing, why is the front yard so noisy?”

  The little novice monk who was still not calm enough replied a little excitedly: “Go back to Uncle, I heard a few pilgrims say that His Royal Highness is triumphant! The army is passing by our mountain!”

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  (End of this chapter)