Don't dare to break with the king [Han Wu Kuai Chuan]

After all, it is the blood and blood that dissolves in water. From the moment Cen Feng hit the sword, he and Liu Shi simultaneously remembered the past.

"According to..." Cen Feng murmured.

"Ah Weng." At the same time Liu Ju's ghost floated towards Cen Feng, the dazzling golden light engulfed all three of them.

The surrounding scenery turned into Weiyang Palace, and Xiao Tuanzi, who also had a golden light on his body, was staggering towards Cen Feng, with a pink face: "Ah Weng, I have learned to walk."

At this time, Cen Feng recovered all the memories belonging to Liu Che, which happened in the summer of the second year of Yuan Shuo. With deep nostalgia and remorse, Liu Che hugged Liu Zheng, who threw himself full of arms at him: "Zi'er is really powerful."

After being praised by his father, Liu Ju, who was held in Liu Che's arms, laughed happily.

Seeing this familiar scene, Wei Qing, who was standing beside him, felt mixed feelings. He stepped forward, took Liu Shi who affectionately called him "uncle" from Liu Che, and gently rubbed the child's quilt with his face. The wind blew a little cold on his face, and he asked with a sob in his voice, "How long have you been waiting for us?"

Liu Ju raised his head and replied seriously: "Ji'er has been waiting for Ah Weng and uncle for a long, long time."

"Then come back." Wei Qingchang sighed, "Uncle is late, and finally came to pick you up today."

Liu Che also embraced Wei Qing and Liu Ju at the side: "It's Ah Weng who made a big mistake, Ah Weng is sorry for you... I... didn't dare to come to see you before, it's Ah Weng who has been in debt to you all these years."

Liu Ju shook his head naively: "Can Ah Weng change those relatives of Ju'er back?"

Wei Qing was silent, he thought of the third sister who disappeared like a light smoke after seeing him in Jianzhang Palace: "They have gone to a far, far away place, and I don't know when they will meet again."

Liu Che said: "Ah Weng will always try to make up for it, but now at least I have to bring Ji'er out of the endless torture and send your soul to rest on the distant fairy mountain. I am willing to listen to A Weng's words again. ?"

Liu Ju, who was in Wei Qing's arms, showed a thoughtful look, and finally nodded obediently: "Ji'er understands."

Following Liu Shi's promise, the illusions around him gradually disintegrated. There is no longer the towers and palaces of Weiyang Palace, nor the misty bamboo forest. Appeared in front of Wei Qing and Liu Che.

In front of the tall tomb, the formerly towering Terrace of Returning to Wangsi has reappeared in its former splendor. Liu Ju led the two of them directly to the high platform, only to see that the uppermost palace was empty, with only a pair of Liu Shi's clothes hanging on it. The portrait is Liu Che's wish for the return of his son Hunxi.

But when the high platform was built, Liu Ju had already lost himself in the illusion of the bamboo forest for revenge, so how could he be summoned back by Liu Che?

Having learned the lesson from the failure of the requiem for Han last time, Liu Che asked his son what unfulfilled wishes this time in advance, so as not to fail again in the soul-calling method.

"I want to spend another peaceful time with Ah Weng and my uncle." Liu Ju bowed his head and said, "When I was underground, I also thought, if I was not born in the royal family, would I not have those intrigues, instead Like those ordinary farmers in Hu County, they will spend their lives happily and peacefully."

As his son's last wish, Liu Che naturally nodded in agreement.

In order to allow Liu Ju and the two emperors and grandchildren to have physical support, Liu Che and Wei Qing rushed to make three shadow puppets overnight, painted them with color, and then Liu Che added them on top of them according to the ancestral Taoism of the Cen Feng family. The ghost takes this opportunity to return to the sun for seven days, and transforms into a body that can be no different from ordinary people.

The high platform temporarily disappeared, and the rose-colored morning glow began to transpire from the eastern sky, and a new day came.

Liu Che temporarily rented a quadrangle courtyard in Quanjiuli on a flat land close to the Shi'er River, and lived a farmer's life with Liu Ju earnestly.

After several people tidied up the room and leveled the ground in the yard to plant flowers and vegetables, the day passed quickly on the first day.

At night, Wei Qing took Liu Ju to a neighbor to buy a chicken and some fruits and vegetables. Liu Che caught some live fish from the river, and the two young grandsons picked up a lot of wild vegetables along the ridge according to Wei Qing's demonstration. .In the kitchen, the fire was officially turned on to cook.

Wei Qing came from a hard life since he was a child. Liu Che was able to cook some simple dishes by himself during Cen Feng's time. In addition, he learned various skills such as plucking hair and scraping scales in the primitive continent, so he was also very proficient in helping Wei Qing.

On the contrary, Liu Ju only stayed at the farmer's house in Hu County for a while when he was alive, and he had no chance to learn how to cook after his death, so A Weng and his uncle, who watched him almost the whole time, cooperated with each other tacitly and were very busy. Almost.

Because the room was stuffy and hot, unlike Weiyang Palace, which has facilities for evacuating the summer heat, Wei Qing, who had cooked the meals, simply put the food table in the yard, and Liu Ju followed Liu Che to bring all the food outside, while the family blew dinner under the starry sky. Wind, while eating this reunion dinner warmly.

After eating, Liu Ju took out the frozen melon from the well, cut it open and put it on the table.Although the melons grown by the villagers near Quanjiuli are far less delicious than the melons that were brought to Weiyang Palace as tribute, the melons after being soaked in well water are cold, and it tastes better than I remembered. more sweet.

A shooting star streaked across the dark blue night sky at this time, the slightly older grandson raised his head, pointed there with his finger and said, "Ah Weng, look quickly, there is a shooting star."

The little grandson was nestling in Liu Che's arms at this time, looking at the shooting star with a trace of sentimentality in his eyes: "After seven days, will we disappear like a shooting star?"

"Uncle, will a person turn into a star and return to the sky after death?" Another grandson asked Wei Qing, pulling Wei Qing's sleeve, "Then if we miss you, we can still see you when we look down in the sky." ?"

Both Liu Che and Wei Qing fell into silence. They both escaped from the journey to the underworld, and fell into the cycle of reincarnation from world to world. No one has seen what the real return to after death is like.

On the contrary, Liu Ju touched the heads of the two innocent boys: "As far as you have a lot of questions, father and uncle have never been there, how can I answer you?"

"Then let us know when we know, okay?" Little Huangsun Ruannuo's voice sounded, but Wei Qing felt extremely sad.

But Liu Che stood up holding the little grandson, lifted him up and sat on his broad shoulders, and led him to look up at the vast starry sky: "Although the shooting star crosses the night sky for a short time, it emits a bright light that makes us all Did you see it? And even if it no longer shines, it doesn’t disappear. People often find meteorites. It may be on the top of a mountain somewhere, and together with our mountains and rivers, it has witnessed the changes of the years.”

"It turns out that meteors really won't disappear. That's really great." The little Huangsun clapped his hands and laughed.

"Yes, it will live the same life as the earth and shine with the sun and the moon."

Following Liu Che's description, the little Huangsun involuntarily started daydreaming, thinking that his short life would not disappear just because his soul ascended to heaven.

"It's a pity that there is no grape trellis here." Liu Ju sighed from the side, "If we put a grape trellis here again, and then cover it with green vine leaves and clusters of grapes hanging down like pearls, it will be like going back to my hometown. When I was a child, I came to my uncle's house as a guest."

"If I like it, I'll build another one for you tomorrow." Wei Qing also said with nostalgia.

"But the grape seedlings are very precious, so what about the farmhouses in this remote valley..." According to Liu, he stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking. He Weiqing said earlier that the Silk Road in the Tang Dynasty was more prosperous, and all the rare treasures of the Western Regions flowed into the people of Chang'an. A few grape vines are no longer rare things, but have entered the homes of ordinary people.

Liu Che saw the meaning of Liu Shi's pause, and felt even more distressed and guilty. In order to satisfy his son's small wish, he immediately stood up and said: "Ah Weng will send someone to the county town to buy good grape seedlings tomorrow. Let’s build a shelf together and plant it.”

The next day Liu Che actually paid a lot of money to get some grape seedlings. Wei Qing took him and Liu Ju to the bamboo forest to cut some bamboo and dragged them back. A simple grape trellis was built.

A hole was dug under the shelf, the seedlings were carefully planted, the vines were tied and wrapped around the bamboo slices with ropes, and the two young grandsons carried wooden barrels to water the water, and the work came to an end.

Several people hid under the eaves to avoid the sun, and kept shaking their fans.

"I don't know why you and your father are so interested in growing things." Wei Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead with a damp cloth and said, "I did a lot of these things when I was young, and it's not as fresh as you."

Liu Ju smiled slightly: "As long as it's done with Ah Weng and uncle, I think it's very interesting."

"Yes, yes." Little Huangsun said bouncing around, "We have never been out of the palace before, and we have never planted grapes."

Another emperor's grandson urged: "Let's go feed the chickens, we agreed to take us there."

Liu Che took them away one by one: "Feed the chicken with me, don't pester Ji'er to talk to Zhongqing."

"As long as there are chickens to feed, I won't pester Ah Weng and my uncle."

"Yes, yes, I saw that the neighbor next door has pigs to feed, it's so interesting."

"What's so interesting about this? Little bastards are rare and strange. I don't know if the farmhouses of our big man used to shit on the top and feed pigs on the bottom? It stinks."

"But the pig houses here don't look like this."

"It's so noisy. I'll take you to hunt in the mountains tomorrow. It's definitely more interesting than feeding chickens and pigs."

Watching the backs of one big and two young gradually walking away, Liu Ju's eyes fell on the seemingly empty grape vines. The wind blew through the trees around the courtyard, making the rustling sound of leaves. He seemed to see the grapes growing The vines grew rapidly, covering the entire shelf, lush and green, dotted with a large purple-red fleshy and sweet grape, just like in memory.

In fact, he didn't know that there were only seven days, and the grape seedlings couldn't grow the way he wanted to see at all, but Liu Shi still hoped that even if he and the children disappeared, there would be something left to continue growing on this big land. The earth testifies to the precious time they have spent with their loved ones.

The author has something to say:

When writing this little story, the BGM has been circulating Inuyasha's famous theme soundtrack "Missing Through Time and Space"

Someone wrote the lyrics and sang the concept suite of "Shangxie" before, so they used the following variation to write the lyrics for "The Curse of the Witch Gu". Words like "red", I think of it every time I write about the tragedy of witchcraft

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