Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

Emperor Jiazheng's face sank like water, his fingertips tapped on the table, his eyes were gloomy and unpredictable.

Mu Qingfeng looked at him persistently and stubbornly. Although he had been kneeling for half an hour, his back was still straight without bending.

"You are forcing me!"

Emperor Jiazheng spoke coldly.

"Yes", Mu Qingfeng looked back calmly, "I have been on the battlefield since I was 15 years old. In the past ten years, for your Majesty's grand plans and hegemony, for the sake of the great summer and the sea, Heqing, I have devoted myself to life and death. I have never made any request to the emperor. , but today, the minister will definitely ask for this grace." He kowtowed his head, hit the ground, there was a thud, and then raised his head, tears welled up in his eyes, and another kind of emotion was mixed with his stubbornness, which seemed to be Saying farewell seemed to be looking back, he took a deep breath and swallowed tears choked up.

"Your Majesty, please return to the fief... If Your Majesty is in trouble, then the minister can only cut off his title and become a commoner..."

After a long while, Emperor Jiazheng finally said in a deep voice, "You know, Ah Feng, that Gu Shaobai didn't take the antidote that day, he was already dead."

Mu Qingfeng shook his head, "Your Majesty, I received the news that Shaobai had another chance and was rescued by others, but he was blind, but he was still alive." After a pause, he continued, "Your Majesty, now the world is at peace, and the world is peaceful. Guixin, it doesn't matter whether the minister stays or goes, if one day, the country is in danger, as long as His Majesty calls, the minister will fight to the death, and there will be no complaints."

He took two steps on his knees, grabbed Emperor Jiazheng's hand, looked directly at the emperor who was only two months younger than him, and called out with his childhood address, "Miancheng, let me go, my whole life, I only love him, without him, I really can't live... okay?"

The last sentence is almost a plea.

Jiazheng's dark eyes flickered, and he looked at him fixedly.

The Mu Qingfeng he knew was resolute, sober, determined, and even cruel. He had never seen him show such earnestness and helplessness. At this time, he was more like a person with seven emotions and six desires.

"The apricot altar is clanging, and the sword is covered with three thousand feathers." This sword, stained with love, will no longer be sharp, and it's time to put it back into its sheath!

After a while, he raised his head and let out a long sigh, his voice full of sadness.

Unknowingly, the young emperor shed tears, "That's all, that's all." He raised his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Go!"

"Tomorrow, I will issue a decree to change your fiefdom to Nanjun. There are many small countries in the southern border, and there are occasional military disturbances. You will guard the gate to the south for me!"

Hearing this, Mu Qingfeng stood up after bowing three times and kowtowing nine times, and said with a sob, "Your Majesty, I will go to the court tomorrow to receive an order. The mountains and rivers are so far away. I'm afraid there will be fewer opportunities to meet in the future. I hope your Majesty will see you again." Take care of yourself..."

Mu Qingfeng bowed and exited the palace, and when he turned around, he saw the shadow of the emperor standing behind the lamp, lonely and desolate, as if infinitely lonely!

He shook his head, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, Hongye Yuantu, will go far away.Going here is nothing more than holding hands with one person, spending my whole life with him, sitting in the courtyard and watching the clouds rise, peacefully embracing and sleeping, and sharing the same acupuncture point peacefully!

Three days later, Mu Qingfeng packed up his luggage and ordered Zhou Ping Lengdong to take the "Thirteen Guards of Feather Killing" to go to Nanjun first, while he, alone with Fang Qingchi and Mu Liunian, embarked on the road to the chief helm of "Moyilou".

Winter comes with wind and snow and cold bones, and spring returns with brilliant flowers.

Gu Shaobai was still sitting on the big bluestone halfway up the mountain, the warm wind blowing over his face, carrying the intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

"Hongguoer" lay lazily on the ground, drowsy.

The afterglow of the setting sun once again crossed the mountain top, shedding light.

The spots of light appeared vividly, piercing through the forest and beating leaves, inlaid a layer of gold on Gu Shaobai, and floated mottledly on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

The brows and eyes are picturesque, like the sparse silhouettes casually drawn by Danqing's skillful hands, with only a few strokes, but expressing all the strange melancholy.

Holding on to the dark blue cliff with his hands, he walked down the steps, wearing a pale yellow brocade shirt, walking among the green trees and forests, with flaps of his clothes and laces fluttering, long hair and long sleeves fluttering.

"Hongguoer" has long been used to being with him. When the road is bumpy, he will bark to remind him, acting as a guide dog to do his duty.

Gu Shaobai said while walking, "'Hongguoer', I will be able to see things in a few days, are you happy?"

Of course I know it won't answer, but I still can't help talking to it.

After walking for a while, "Hongguoer" suddenly stopped and barked twice.

There are occasional rockfalls or fallen branches blocking the way here, Gu Shaobai has long been used to it, and he took it for granted that it was the same situation this time.

He raised his foot to explore, and there was nothing blocking the way, but "Hongguoer" would not bark out of thin air, so Gu Shaobai bent down and touched it with his hands, the steps were even and there was nothing extra.

He didn't know why, and he didn't dare to continue walking rashly, wondering if there were animals blocking the road. Once, "Hongguoer" saw a squirrel, and immediately barked for a long time, and finally attracted Situ Hai in the cave. Come out, I thought something big happened!

Gu Shaobai simply sat on the steps, wanting to wait for a while and listen to "Hongguoer"'s reaction before leaving.

With his chin resting on his knees, he held "Hongguoer" loosely with one hand, and rested his other hand on the steps, as the mountain wind whizzed past all around, blowing his long hair flying.

The moment he raised his hand to caress his face, he suddenly felt the rope in his hand twist, and he didn't hold it, and "Hongguoer" ran away with the neck rope.

Gu Shaobai was stunned, it was a trivial matter, and it was not unheard of, but this time, he suddenly felt very sad, even the dog left him, what else can't be lost?

Gu Shaobai put his arms around his knees, weeping in a "batterbatter", his long eyelashes blinked into a bunch, and blinked into a bunch.

I didn’t even need to wipe it with my hands, I just let the wind dry it, and when I was tired from crying, I changed my posture, and finally, I just lay down on the steps, facing the sky on my back.Tears flowed from the corners of the eyes to the roots of the ears, crying heartily.

When he came here, he never cried, he was afraid that Ji Jianchen would feel uncomfortable.

However, today, I couldn't help it anymore, he was going crazy, he was going to explode, and he was afraid that if he exploded, he would be soaked in water.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Gu Shaobai felt his cheekbones burnt by the wind, but he finally had enough of crying.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt that the white light in front of him was blocked.

Gu Shaobai wiped his face with his sleeve, "Jian Chen, why are you walking so silently?" After thinking about it, he murmured, "Forget it, you were silent when you walked."

He propped himself up on the steps and sat up, with a sound of "Oh", Fang felt that his spine and lumbar spine were almost broken by the stone steps.

Gu Shaobai stretched out his hand towards the black shadow, "Help me, my waist is about to break!"

Hei Ying didn't take his hand, but put his hand into his knee, bent down and hugged him horizontally.

Gu Shaobai was startled, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, "Ji Jianchen, you want me to..."

He stopped talking suddenly, and the other hand climbed onto the man's face, the familiar facial features, the face he had traced thousands of times with his fingertips, "Ah Feng?"

"Ah."

Gu Shaobai rested his head on his left chest, listening to the loud heartbeat.

"You're here?"

"Ah."

"Are you still going?"

"Take you away," Mu Qingfeng replied.

"Oh", Gu Shaobai thought, if this is a dream, please don't wake up!

Gu Shaobai was dizzy, until he reached the bedroom at the foot of the mountain, there was a black shadow shaking indistinctly in front of his eyes.

The coldness of the porcelain spoon touching his lips made him tremble all over.Gu Shaobai swallowed the sour and bitter medicine, "Afeng, the candied haws you gave me in my dream yesterday didn't taste sweet, so why is the medicine bitter today?"

"Pfft", it's not a single person laughing, but a group of people laughing.

Gu Shaobai looked around in a daze, his ears pricked up like a bunny.

A hand was gently caressing his face, and he could feel a slight tremor, so he couldn't help reaching out and covering the back of that hand.

"Fool, it's me, I'm really here, you're not dreaming..."

"Hahaha..." It was Fang Qingchi's voice, "Gu Shaobai, I always thought that Fleeting Years is the stupidest, but I didn't expect that you are even more stupid than him... Ah, my ears, don't twist them in circles!"

Amidst his screams, Mu Liunian asked gently, "Who are you calling stupid?"

"Bada", a drop of tears shocked the sky.

Mu Qingfeng smiled, "You just cried for half an hour on the stone steps, haven't you cried enough?"

Gu Shaobai was startled for a moment, and after a few breaths, he suddenly put his arms around his waist, wiping his nose and tears on Mu Qingfeng's body, "Bastard, why did you come here, I always miss you, always want..."

He cursed intermittently, "Asshole...I'm blind, you don't even come..."

This is not a dream, Gu Shaobai sat obediently, opened his mouth to drink the medicine, took a sip, his eyes fell obsessively on Mu Qingfeng's face, it was so hot, Mu Qingfeng thought he was pretending to be blind!

The lips and teeth were sour and bitter, but Gu Shaobai felt it was sweeter than candied haws, it was so sweet in his heart!

There is no need to explain anything, Mu Qingfeng's arrival is the best explanation!

Two months later, Gu Shaobai's eyes healed, and he and Mu Qingfeng set off for Nanjun.

Fang Qingchi and Mu Liunian already have no home, and they can be home everywhere.Under Gu Shaobai's desperate begging, he decided to go to Nanjun with them.

"Fleeing Years, let me tell you, Nanjun is getting better...the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the seasons are like spring, the people are outstanding, and the products are abundant..." Gu Shaobai was drooling while working there for nothing, thinking that there must be a lot of delicious food there, He couldn't control it.

Mu Liunian leaned against a corner of the carriage, "You haven't been there..."

Gu Shaobai rubbed against him, "I read Fengwuzhi...there is also the sea there, it is said that it is so big that you can't see the edge, it is blue and blue..."

Mu Liunian couldn't help but become fascinated with him.

"Fleeing Years", Gu Shaobai looked at the ray of light that penetrated the ups and downs of the car curtain, as well as the tall and proud silhouette on the horse, with a smile from the bottom of his mouth, "I feel very happy, really... "

Once upon a time, there was such a person who participated in his life irrespectively, obsessively and domineeringly, disturbing his past life and reversing his present life, lawlessness seemed to be taken for granted.He has been in pain, cried, hated and laughed, but he still has to be thankful that he kept that heart and the good time!

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First of all, I would like to thank everyone for accompanying Bibi to write this long article. I would like to thank all the babies who left me messages and clicks, and gave me the courage to support me. Thank you!