Zhijun Xiangu

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Yun Qingyue wiped the palace ban and walked out of the palace. It was already dark, and Uncle Tian and the groom were waiting for him in the carriage.

In fact, he and Ye Ling had finished talking a long time ago, but when they left, they took a detour and made a special trip to visit the real broken pool in his eyes, the fake imperial garden pool, squatted down pretending to be casual, and stretched out their hands to stir the water. The black dragon pan buckle slipped into the water as if it couldn't wait any longer.

"Ah Yo!" The little waiter on the side saw it, and immediately shouted, and hurriedly greeted the people around, "Hurry up and get it! The prince's things fell into the lake!"

Yun Qingyue stopped him, and smiled inscrutablely: "It's okay, he fell here, maybe it's because...he has a relationship with this broken...cough, lake?"

Feeling secretly refreshed: "Bagualong, I finally got rid of you."

The little servant was stupefied by Yun Qingyue.

The carriage had just gone a few steps, and suddenly stopped with a "squeak", Yun Qingyue asked outside: "Uncle Tian, ​​what's wrong?"

Tian Zhong's voice came in: "Master, it's Mr. Su."

The next moment the curtain was lifted, and Su Qing, who had just left in a hurry in the afternoon, came in, and unceremoniously approached Yun Qingyue's side and said, "Take me back to Wan Yao Zhai."

...But there is no trace of politeness at that time.

Yun Qingyue didn't care at all, he and Su Qing had known each other for more than ten years, because Su Qing was older than him, said to be an excellent friend, but also a father and brother.The carriage started up again, and Yun Qingyue said to him: "You don't pay the most attention to that kind of health preservation, and you still don't go back to sleep, what time is it?"

Su Qing rolled her eyes angrily: "You treat me as a pig when you sleep all day? Besides, if it wasn't for you, I would come out at night to have a convulsion? Is it easy for me to take care of this face?"

Yun Qingyue said heartlessly: "Aren't you trying to escape the curfew?"

Su Qing looked at him coldly, and suddenly reached out without warning and squeezed Yun Qingyue's waist severely.

"I'll go!" This force was so strong that Yun Qingyue almost broke through the roof of the car and jumped out, "Ancestor! Are you my ancestor? Do you know how strong you are?!"

Su·medical sage·famous·Hercules·Qing: "When you grow taller, I won't be able to touch you anymore? I'm still mad at you knowing that I'm keeping healthy... Be serious, I have something to ask you!"

He smoothly pushed away Yun Qingyue's head whose tears were almost torn out. After waiting for a while, he still couldn't give up. He pulled the person back and pressed on his waist twice. Yun Qingyue immediately stopped the pain and straightened up holding her waist : "I said that there is nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, what's the matter?"

Su Qing, a "centenarian" who pays attention to his appearance the most, rarely runs out at night, what's the big deal?

There was a sudden silence in the car, and Su Qing was a little awkward in front of him.

Yun Qingyue thought to herself: "There are still times when he can't tell? When I found out that he likes men, he was frank and frank. Is the sun coming out from the west?"

Su Qing's eyes wandered around, looking everywhere in the car but not at Yun Qingyue: "Do you still remember what I told you about my past?"

"Of course I remember...why do you ask this suddenly?"

Although he said that he would forget the things he didn't want to remember in a blink of an eye, but how could he forget about Su Qing? Just picked up the stone lion in front of my door and wanted to hit me?"

That day was really terrible, and he will never forget it in his life. A guy who just learned that he was "hundred years old" swung a stone lion at him to hit him--the dignified Lan Yuejun Qinggong in the future will not be as good as it is now , Only those who rolled and crawled escaped unharmed.

Su Qing blushed a little: "...It's not because you owe me."

At that time, Yun Qingyue had just returned from Shanxi, and she did not have the demeanor of a gentleman, and under Yun Xuan's accumulative rendering, her mouth was really underwhelming.

Su Qing looked up at Yun Qingyue, and said word by word: "Let me ask you, when you come back this time, when will you leave?"

Yun Qingyue: "I haven't thought about it yet. Please, I just came back, so you expect me to leave."

Su Qing: "Also, how did you and... Daoist Yu Lin meet?"

"It's a long story, but it's basically..."

Su Qing listened to Yun Qingyue's long speech with a straight face.

"...That's it." Yun Qingyue finished speaking in one breath without stopping, Su Qing still had a dull face: "A hero save the beauty?"

Yun Qingyue thought about it seriously for a while, and said: "Strictly speaking... it should be the hero who saves the United States? Haha."

No matter how thick-skinned he was, he thought his words were funny, so he couldn't help laughing.

Su Qing still had a dull face: "Well, very good, dead scumbag."

Yun Qingyue was taken aback for a moment: "Oh no, why are you swearing at people all of a sudden?"

Su Qing took a few deep breaths: "Do you remember what you told me before?"

Before Yun Qingyue could reply, he said again: "Every time you go back to Chang'an, don't you just show your face and leave... I understand you, but when have you never thought about the time to leave next time? Yes. Wang Shu, you come back from time to time, but how did you tell me?"

"'It would be great if Wang Shu grew up faster, I can take her outside earlier.'" Su Qing repeated Yun Qingyue's words, different from what he imagined, he said to Yun Qingyue almost calmly, " Do you know that when the prodigal son calms down, disaster... will come soon."

These words were like throwing a big stone into a calm lake, and a stone stirred up thousands of waves, which instantly turned into a tsunami, roaring past Yun Qingyue's heart!

He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Su Qing grabbed his sleeve and pointed at his clothes: "I used to think that outsiders would not be able to see the two identities, so you always have to check the identity before entering Chang'an." Change out of the white clothes you wear outside, but what about you? That's it...you're not an idiot, you know what I'm talking about?"

Can you not know?Could he not know?

But Yun Qingyue's tongue seemed to have been knotted three or four times, and she couldn't move it no matter what.

Some things that I hadn't seen clearly were cleared up by Su Qing several times...

Yulin Yujian, Yulin who laughed, Yulin under the peach blossom tree, Yulin who was very, very good-looking... His mind was full of Yulin!

When did it start...

Until they arrived at Wanyaozhai, the two of them didn't make a sound, both were full of worries and didn't know how to confide.

The carriage stopped, and Su Qing stepped out of the carriage. Yun Qingyue, who had been sitting silently in the carriage, suddenly said, "Su Qing."

Su Qing

She turned her head to look at him: "What? Thank me? You don't need to hurt me, a single and lonely family, like this."

Yun Qingyue looked at the delicate face that hadn't changed a bit in the past ten years, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth: "Do we two need to say thank you?"

Su Qing also smiled: "Indeed... there is no need..."

Sixteen years ago, he was found by King Zhenxi and asked him to treat the congenital insufficiency brought out by King Zhenxi's nephew from his mother's womb, but he did not expect to save his life by mistake.

Several times later, he was rescued from danger again.

Yun Qingyue always believed that everything was a coincidence, and that Su Qing was his savior and one of his best friends.

But Yun Qingyue didn't know that Su Qing should have cured him and left immediately.

What's more, he is his benefactor for Su Qing's wandering life for the past hundred years.

Su Qing turned and entered the room.

That was the first thing Yun Qingyue did after leaving the palace and building the mansion. She bought him this medicinal room, and since then he, a medical saint who has always been a master but never ends, can be found.

Halfway through the carriage, Yun Qingyue lifted the curtain of the window and looked out. The moonlight was not bad, just like that day.

"May we have sincerity in our hearts, and gentleness in our encounters." He said softly.

……

After returning to the palace, it was already quiet. I don’t know if it’s because of professional factors. Yun Qingyue has always been reluctant to come back at night and has to make a big splash, so she didn’t disturb others and took a look at Wang Shu who had already fallen asleep. So full of complicated feelings, he searched for Yu Lin's yard.

Xinghui seemed to come down shortly after he left, and he couldn't express any grievances after eating—he almost drank all the vegetable soup with him.

Yun Qingyue was not too close, although he knew that Yulin would know about it as soon as he returned to Wangfu, but he just wanted to quietly watch the faint lights in the room at this distance.

He tasted some warm feeling, just like the hug in Xiangyang, obviously Yulin is such a cold person.

Yun Qingyue thought to herself: "Yes, I like this person."

When Yun Qingyue felt a little bit cold from the late summer night wind, the light in the room also went out, he was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed silently.

This person is really...

……

Early the next morning, Yun Qingyue successfully bribed two "children" with a set of pictures of hundreds of beasts engraved on peach pits that He Tusong had brought from her hand, turned around and took Yu Lin with her, and went out. It's called doing business.

The carriage drove directly out of Chang'an City and headed for the suburbs.

When Yun Qingyue couldn't help but glanced at Yu Lin who was sitting upright with his eyes closed for the fourth time, and started to chuckle again, Yu Lin finally couldn't help opening his eyes: "...what's wrong?"

"It's okay, real people don't talk to me." Yun Qingyue waved her hand and said very sincerely.

One minute later, the chuckle came again, and being stared at by Yu Lin, Yun Qingyue leaned on her chin, looked up and down Yu Lin's eyebrows with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and said: "Okay, actually I "It's nice to see real people."

His voice was pleasant to hear, but now it is very low. If a girl heard it, she would be elated on the spot. Unfortunately, the person sitting next to him is a real person with immortal demeanor. Yu Lin just said helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense."

The concept of returning fallen leaves to the roots of the Han people is almost deeply rooted in their minds, and it was extremely profound in the late Ling and early Jin Dynasties. Not burying them in the ancestral graves is no different from throwing corpses in the wilderness. Therefore, when Taizu chose the mausoleum, he really wanted to choose the Jin Dynasty. It is still the Xingwang Mansion where the ancestors lived in the Jin Dynasty, but the distance is far away, so we had to follow the practice of the previous dynasties and choose the tomb near the capital.

In private, Yun Qingyue really felt that it was because the country had just been established at that time, and there was no money, and the tomb of Taizu Hengzong was so simple.

However, even the simple tombs at that time were repaired by descendants for generations, and they are completely different. The only ones who are the same are probably the ancestors who lie here forever and watch their descendants until they are reincarnated.

Any descendants of the Ye family must be very moved when they see this large-scale and splendid tomb group built on the mountain, and they will have some grand plans in their hearts, such as the ancestors bless me, and even cry on the ground.

Yun, who was not among these excited people at all, led Yu Lin without squinting, and followed the guides forward, not bothering to give them a second glance.He concentrated on thinking: "It's better that the old guy cheated on the corpse at this time, and Yu Lin can quickly accept him, so as to save me from getting angry when I come here."

Ye Ling really remembered what he said, and now there were only three of them in the entire mausoleum, and the guards outside the tomb saw them coming as if they saw a stone, and they didn't even move their eyes.

Yu Lin didn't notice these things at all. When he knew where he was, he was lost in memories.

He didn't expect that Yun Qingyue still remembered what he said when he was in the Dragon King Temple, and then brought him here directly.

It was a place he could never come to before he knew Yun Qingyue——

Jin Taizu Qiling.

According to the rules, when the princes died, they were buried next to the emperor of the same generation.

However, there was only one brother who could be buried in Qiling with Taizu in the end.

Mourning the tomb of Ye Yuhan, the elder brother of King Yue, and Ye Chuan, the younger brother.

A few simple words, it can be seen that it is the handwriting of □□, after nearly 200 years of wind and rain, it makes Yu Lin feel as if he is fixed in place by a nail...

After a long time, he squatted down and stroked his disciple's tombstone with trembling hands.

Yun Qingyue took the tomb guards who led the way away long before entering the Qi Mausoleum. When she came to Xianzong's mausoleum, she first looked around and thought to herself: "I will be such a monument in a hundred years, but I don't know what to do." I wonder if anyone will remember me."

After thinking about it, he comforted himself: "Anyway, Yu Lin will definitely remember."

Then he picked up a stone and childishly drew a line between the tombstones where his mother and that guy were buried together.

After drawing the line, Yun Qingyue turned her head and pointed to Xianzong's half and asked the gravekeeper: "You said that this guy has lived for decades, I really feel sad."

Knowing who His Royal Highness "this guy" refers to, the grave guard who was about to be frightened to death by his rebellious behavior did not dare to vent his anger.

Yun Qingyue turned her head, didn't speak any more, knelt down on the side of the tombstone meticulously, and kowtowed three times.

As long as it is a grave, which one does not bury a life, whether it is heroic or desolate, but when a person dies and is buried in a coffin, the missing of the living is like a joke. There is no response, and it is bitter to think about it, but it is still bitter to think about it.

Yun Qingyue thought to herself: "By the way, if you hear about what happened last night, mother, please envision me a dream, so we mother and son can chat."

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