Zhijun Xiangu

新将

On the third day after Armor returned to Chang'an, General Xuanwei Shen Zhen went to the funeral.

The procession is endless, and there are countless people accompanying the funeral.

The streets of Chang'an are only that big, no matter how long the funeral procession is, it will almost run out.

Yun Qingyue stretched out her hand out of the window to catch a piece of paper money, but the next moment the paper money was blown away by the wind and blown to an unknown future.

He sighed: "It's only now that I feel the mood of those people who always talk about young children and elders, only adding snow and frost to their temples."

Qu Chen, who was sitting opposite him, asked, "Aren't you going to send General Shen off?"

Yun Qingyue picked up the wine glass, paused for a moment, and shook her head: "There is only a pair of armor in the coffin, and those two people have gone to Luanhun Mountain. If they want to worship something, wouldn't it be better to go to Luanhun Mountain?"

The two sat on the second floor of the street restaurant, sitting by the window, and could see thousands of families outside as soon as they turned their heads.

He asked Quchen back: "Ye Ling specially invited monks from Xiuchan Temple to chant sutras for Shen Zhen. I'm still wondering why you promised to come, but in the end you ran out again."

Quchen said: "Old monk, I see things more clearly than others—the gods are too busy with their own affairs, so praying like them can be useful?"

There is no respect for the Nine Heavens God in his mouth, and Quchen is not afraid of retribution or anything.

"...Old man, as a person who serves gods and Buddhas, you don't believe in gods?"

"It's not that I don't believe it." Qu Chen shook his head, "Everyone says that the old monk is a master of Buddhism, but in fact I just spent more time than others and endured it better than others. The more I know, the more I feel , after all, it is better to ask God than to ask oneself, the destiny is fixed, and God is not omnipotent."

Yun Qingyue silently recited the six words "begging God is worse than asking yourself", and thought: "I want to beg a fairy."

"Old man, do you know, I often think about what the Shen family was thinking when generations died..." Yun Qingyue said in a deep voice, "There is such an illusory thing about the peace of the world, but after thousands of years there will always be something Countless people are willing to die for it."

Qu Chen said, "Have you thought it through?"

"Think clearly, someone has to give something, I have something to do, and as a child of the Ye family, I have a duty to do it." Yun Qingyue said, "I probably won't be able to gossip with you all the time in the future."

Quchen was silent for a while, and said: "The old monk never prays for others, but he will pray for your safety by chanting scriptures."

Yun Qingyue was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that asking God is worse than asking yourself?"

"Yes, most people who come to pray to God and Buddha know that they are just for a psychological comfort. You are still a child of the royal family related to the dragon veins, and the gods can't easily interfere with your affairs... But the old monk will still ask, after all, I think As you grow up, I can't do anything for you, let's do my best."

Yun Qingyue laughed a few times, he stood up and cupped his hands: "Then thank Master Past Chen, I still have some things to do before I leave, so let's say goodbye for now."

"His Royal Highness Yue Wang." Yun Qingyue turned around, but heard Qu Chen calling him from behind, he turned back: "What? You have never called me by my title."

"No matter what you do, you have to think twice before acting." Quchen said in a deep voice.

Yun Qingyue was stunned by the endless words, but he had a sharp mind and immediately said: "Old man, did you see anything?"

Qu Chen shook his head: "That's all I can say, you must remember that you have a lot of worries on your body, think twice before acting."

"...Is that so, I see."

Quchen looked at Yun Qingyue carefully, and suddenly said, "You have grown up."

Yun Qingyue is 27, it doesn't seem right to apply the word "grown up" to him now.

The three words "grow up" are really strange. Some people hate it to death, and some people desire it to death.

The boy's heart is too long, and he doesn't know when he will go until he finds that his temples are already gray.

"Some people need a lifetime to grow up, and some need a moment to grow up. After many years of past events, His Royal Highness King Yue is really invincible." Qu Chen sighed.

……

This night in Chang'an, there are thousands of lights.

It is a custom in Chang'an that after the death of a loved one, on the night of the funeral, they will find a riverside outside the city, take out a sky lantern, write some words of missing, and then set it off, using the light to guide the lost soul.

The three children, Shen Kai, Wang Shu, and Jie Lan let Shen Zhen and his wife fly their lights.

Meng Jielan's identity is a bit special, strictly speaking she is Shen Kai's future daughter-in-law.

When Mrs. Shen was pregnant with Shen Kai, she went to worship the Buddha at the Zen Temple, and she happened to meet her mother who was also pregnant with Jielan. Meng Jielan's mother was a pure Jianghu girl, the two had similar personalities, and they hit it off immediately.

When adults hit it off, they like to engage in some rituals, such as sworn worship or something. Considering the physical condition of the two pregnant women at the time, it was inconvenient to make a sworn ceremony, but there was another very suitable way—marriage with fingertips.

However, it is only verbal talk, and there is no real written evidence. The parents on both sides are very open-minded and feel that the wishes of the children should be respected first.

The relationship between the two became closer.

Soon after two children were born, something went wrong.

Jielan's father was a prodigal son, and he didn't take much care of him when he got married, and it didn't take long before he cheated on her.Jielan's mother has a sharp temper, first she lamented that she was unkind to others, then she slapped the table, pulled out her two swords, and started chasing and killing her ex-husband all over the world!

The pursuit was earth-shattering.

Jielan is still too young to follow her mother to hunt and kill her father all day long. Jielan's mother often sends her daughter samples to various friends' houses, and then picks up her daughter during the hunt. When will it start again? Hunted down, sent again.

It was yesterday, when Jielan's mother heard that her friend had died, she brought her to Chang'an for the funeral. After the funeral today, she put Jielan here, wiped away her tears, and then went after her with grief and indignation. up.

This perseverance, I just don't know what to say...

Yun Qingyue looked at the three children, two without fathers, two without mothers...

Yesterday, King Ningping came to him and asked him to help take care of Shen Kai from time to time, so that he must not insult the last blood of the Shen family.

Yun Qingyue sighed.

Su Qing poked him, leaned over and said in a low voice: "I'll ask you again, you really didn't get hotheaded for a while, go find yourself dead."

Yun Qingyue: "...Why are you still obsessed with this matter, how could I be hotheaded?"

Su Qing stared at him.

Yun Qingyue also stared at him: "I have a lot of things to do now, and I don't have time to waste time. Don't worry, the Underworld Armor Army still has the deputy left by Shen Zhen. He is more reliable than me for the affairs of the Underworld Armor Army." There are too many scores, and it is said that someone needs to take Shen Zhen's position temporarily, but in fact, it is just that one person is needed to stabilize the morale of the army."

The two continued to stare.

Su Qing stared at his eyes sour, and gave up: "Trust me for now, be smart, I don't have that kind of place."

Yun Qingyue nodded: "Okay, old lady."

"I'm going to die."

Yun Qingyue asked again: "Where is Yun Xuan?"

"You are his nephew, where did he go, you ask me?"

Yun Qingyue asked in surprise: "What's your situation?"

Su Qing looked confused: "What is the situation?"

Yun Qingyue: "..."

He suddenly felt sorry for his uncle.

That guy, who is usually covered in peacock feathers to show off his power, still loses the chain at the critical moment...

Su Qing wanted to watch the two sky lanterns fly up into the sky, becoming smaller and smaller in the dark night, and there were only two lights left, and suddenly felt a little emotional: "Just understand the battlefield and die for the country..."

Yun Qingyue suddenly went on to the next sentence: "In the end, the general defeated Qing."

Su Qing was taken aback: "Isn't this the next sentence?"

Yun Qingyue said: "Don't you think this is suitable at this moment?"

……

During the day, he also went to find Nielong, that guy couldn't be more comfortable now, he came to see him in human form, Yun Qingyue visually estimated that he was at least two times fatter than before.

Eyes and ears are mixed in the palace, and the human-shaped evil dragon soaked in the water with only its head exposed, with a sun-proof lotus leaf on its head.

Yun Qingyue also thought that she would not be able to find time to see him for a long time, so she said it first.

Unexpectedly, Nielong said indifferently: "Go, if you can do something, I will transform into the original shape and fly you from here to Luanhun Mountain!"

Yun Qingyue immediately said: "It's a deal!"

The wheel of history is rolling and never stops for you.

There are ferocious wolves in the north, and monsters in the sand in the western regions, all waiting for that huge monster to expose its throat.

However, there will never be such a day again. In a place where the two parties cannot see, it is not only licking the wound, but also sharpening its minions.

The owner of the antique shop, who was curled up on a stool in the shop and read a book, looked up and saw the sky lantern rising into the sky, and suddenly smiled: "It's really bright."

He got up, remembered something, looked at the cold store, and was a little distressed: "It's not good to sell antiques, do I really have no business sense, I still have to change one, and what will I change next... Should I sell it?" Toys? Wang Shu seems to like those..."

The man in white and red was sitting on a tree branch outside Chang'an City. He seemed to like sitting here very much.

He also raised his head and watched the sky lantern gradually go away, rubbing the red flute in his hand, remembering something.

Ning Rui still walked with "Ning Rui" in the mountains and rivers, he asked his "wife" from time to time: "A Rui, where shall we go next?"

Nine yuan pheasant flying dog jumping.

Ever since Lingfeng came back from Xiangyang, the mountain has never stopped.

Ling Feng pursued and killed the master with his sword: "Old bastard! Where did you throw my magic weapon? Are you going to tell me?"

Xuan Lei didn't dare to provoke the furious apprentice, and fled with his head in his arms: "Master, I'm doing it for your own good! Taking less magic weapons will help you practice... Master Feng'er thinks that you are different when you come back from Xiangyang, wake up What attribute?"

The second disciple, Ling Zhi, was forcibly captured by Xuan Lei, imprisoned and raised with spiritual power, and he was called a crane to beautify the environment. Normal people."

Under the imperial mausoleum, there were still people walking, secretly looking after the new tomb.

……

Huashan snow has melted.

Holding Situ's hand, Yu Lin taught him to draw the last stroke, got up and said, "Don't pour down the pen again, the spell is precise, and a wrong stroke will be a thousand miles away."

Situ nodded obediently: "Understood, Master."

Yu Lin looked at the two apprentices for a while, then got up and went out.

Xinghui followed.

Yu Lin asked, "Did the demon speak?"

Xinghui shook his head: "Never, master, but if you say that it has nothing to do with the next move of the demon world, you really can't believe it."

Yu Lin nodded his head lightly, without saying a word.

After a while, Xinghui poked his head over and asked cautiously: "Master... are you really going to complete that formation?"

Yu Lin said: "I have studied it for many years, and there is nothing more useful than it for 'cracks'."

Xinghui was in a hurry: "But there are so many people in the world, Master, you are at a critical moment before ascension... I am worried about you, Situ is also worried, Zhifan is also worried, Yun Qingyue is also worried..."

He suddenly realized that what he said in a moment of anxiety, the word "heart" suddenly stuck in his throat, almost choking him to death.

Yu Lin stopped suddenly.

Xinghui's little heart was beating "plopppppp".

"...Xing Hui, you didn't hide anything from me, did you?" Yu Lin was silent for a while, then just asked, "You've been a little bit lately."

Xinghui was sweating profusely and denied it: "No, how is it possible!"

Yu Lin watched him for a while, Xing Hui turned his head away, not daring to look directly at him.

"There are many things involved in what I have to do. If it succeeds, the world will bring more peace. Therefore, Xinghui, please remember, don't go to Chang'an to find Yun Qingyue without telling me."

"...Yes, Master..."

……

The plum blossoms on Mount Hua bloomed and withered, and the peach blossom forest in Xiangyang appeared before people’s eyes many times.

What happened in Jingyuan Village was treated by the old people as an after-dinner story and told to the children. Many children argued endlessly for growing up to be heroes or priests.

At this point, time flies by, and it is fleeting.

Ten years have passed.