The Legend of Nanshan Jun

In the 15th year of Xuanyang, the emperor has been on the throne for 15 years. In the past 15 years, the country has been prosperous and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment. This is an unprecedented prosperity in all dynasties - known as the rule of Xuanyang in history.

The only fly in the ointment is that the emperor's heirs are thin, so far there are only two sons and three daughters under his knees, and the posthumous position has been suspended for many years, and no one has a mother.The whole world sighs, if there is no habit of breaking sleeves, perhaps the children and grandchildren will be full of knees long ago.

Speaking of masculinity, everyone knows the amazingly talented and beautiful Nanshan Jun.It's just that the word Nanshanjun must never be mentioned in front of the emperor, otherwise, no matter whether it is good or bad, he will be killed.People in the harem were panicked for a while, but no one remembered it as time passed.

During the reign of the emperor, he made great efforts to govern, and every decision was supported by the subjects. Only two things were disputed by the officials, but they were still no match for the emperor's arbitrariness.One is not to establish a queen, and the other is that Nanshan Jun is dead, and he is buried with a male queen.

According to legend, Nanshan Jun died in the Three Kingdoms Rebellion.The Three Kingdoms Rebellion was a war in the Central Plains for nearly ten years, and on the night of the war, a meteor shower rare in the world broke out.

When the celestial phenomenon occurred that night, the emperor who was good at riding almost fell off his horse, but luckily someone escorted him.

The Three Kingdoms finally ceased fighting.

But Daxia's army lingered in the mountains for several days without leaving, but they couldn't find Nanshan Jun's body.

Later generations said that the emperor mobilized [-] soldiers and horses to search for Lord Nanshan, which caused the chaos of the Three Kingdoms. It can be seen that he has a deep love for Lord Nanshan, which no one can match.However, after the death of Lord Nanshan, the emperor did not shed a single tear, nor did he show any signs of grief, and handled the affairs of the court as usual in an orderly manner.

Until the prince succeeded to the throne, the emperor finally became the Supreme Emperor.

The Taishang Huang spent half his life as a soldier, and the Great Xia cavalry searched the border mountains of the Three Kingdoms no less than a hundred times in order to find the remains of Nan Shanjun, but they found nothing in the end.

Finally, the Supreme Emperor came to a beautiful treasure land with picturesque scenery.The green grass is velvety, the flowing water is gurgling, the green hills are capped, and the peach forest is dense. There is only a dilapidated thatched hut with cobwebs, which may have been uninhabited for a long time.

However, there is a thick ginkgo tree next to the house, and next to the ginkgo tree is an ordinary stone tablet with five characters engraved on it: Tomb of Xie Lingxi.

The Taishanghuang's eyes turned red immediately, and he stood tremblingly for a long time.Suddenly, his throat was fishy and sweet, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were all damaged.

At that moment, tears fell like rain, and she was so sad that she couldn't stop crying.

It seemed as if I had been crying for a whole century, until my tears were exhausted.

"Xi'er, so you are here."

"I'm here to see you."

"You must be very lonely by yourself. How have you been in the underworld all these years?"

"Perhaps you have already drank Mengpo soup, and the past is like a dream."

"But I will definitely not drink Mengpo soup. For 30 years, 300 years, I will wait for you under the Naihe Bridge."

The Taishanghuang breathed a sigh of relief like never before, as if he had recovered the treasure that had been lost for many years, and smiled extremely contentedly.

Later, that thatched hut was rebuilt, and a handsome middle-aged man lived in the house, playing the piano and playing music every day, picking chrysanthemums, lonely and carefree.

"If you are such a beautiful woman, why don't you fall into your arms early?"

"Pengmen is overlapping again, and now it is opened for the king."

Once the smile was like a flower, but now the tomb of dead trees and bones——

If life is just like first sight, why is Qiu Feng sadly painting a fan.

Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's mind, but the old people's mind is easy to change.

The Yunshan language is half past midnight, and the tears, rain, and bells will never complain.

How Bo Xing Jin Yilang, wishing the same day.