Chapter 579: Jianghu Night Rain Ten Years of Lights
The next few days were quite peaceful.
Wei Changtian found an opportunity to talk to Qin Caizhen, but of course he did not mention Qin Zhengqiu's "great ambition" to become an immortal. He just said that there were actually many benefits for the latter to be with Xu Suisui, so Qin Caizhen didn't need to worry too much.
In addition, after Wei Qiaoling's "earnest pleading", the big ghost finally stopped pestering Liang Qin all day long, but the beast would still run to the latter's courtyard whenever it had the chance, and would show a vigilant expression whenever it saw Wei Changtian.
This situation did not stop until Du Chang came to the mansion to discuss matters and accidentally ran into the big ghost.
At that time, the big ghost was like seeing a "mortal enemy", barking and chasing Du Chang for a long time.
No one knew why, they just thought it was because Du Chang had been with the Tengu Army for so long that he was too violent.
But anyway, after that, the big ghost's attitude towards Wei Changtian changed a little. That's it.
During the day, they played with the dogs and discussed future battles.
Play cards and make fun of Liang Qin at night.
During the period between Ning Yongnian's death and the arrival of the four-nation army, Wei Changtian finally lived a comfortable life again.
But days like this always pass by very quickly.
The sun rises and sets, and the clouds roll and disperse.
The tide rises and falls, people come and go.
Just like the weekends and holidays in his previous life that would cause "time distortion", Wei Changtian felt that he had not had time to fully enjoy such beautiful days, and before he knew it, another eight days had passed.
Sweep the hut to get rid of the dust and noise, and burn a stick of incense to pay respect to the ancestors.
All things welcome the spring and bid farewell to the last days of the year, and the year ends tonight.
The first year of Taichu, New Year’s Eve.
Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, Wei Changtian took a car to Weiyang Palace to find Ning Yuke.
This is the second New Year after he traveled through time.
On this day last year, the system was updated and thirteen Sons of Heaven appeared.
Now, three of the thirteen people have died.
At this rate, Wei Changtian should be able to kill all the Sons of Heaven or win them over to his own side in just a few years.
I don’t know if the system will be updated again at that time, and what it will look like if it is.
Of course, these issues are too far away and are not what Wei Changtian needs to consider right now.
The only thing he has to do now is to "repel the enemy".
If he cannot stop the invading armies of the four countries, then everything he has done in the two years since he traveled through time will be meaningless.
Therefore, Wei Changtian would never want to see Da Ning, Da Shu, or even Xin Feng fall under the iron hoofs of the four countries . "Prince Wei."
"Long live the young master."
"Hello, sir."
“.”
The carriage stopped outside Ning Yuke's bedroom, and all the maids and eunuchs they met along the way stopped and saluted respectfully.
Wei Changtian would always nod politely to the other party, and his words and actions were without any airs.
When they reached the main gate of the palace, the two young eunuchs pushed the door open immediately without even asking Ning Yuke in the palace for permission.
Wei Changtian walked into the hall without stopping, turned around a few screens with ease, and then met the current empress of Great Shu.
The dragon robe reaches the ground, with a dragon embroidered on the back and sleeves. It has a square collar and a crown with long tassels hanging from it.
It was obvious that Ning Yuke must have just come out of court and had not had time to change out of this "formal suit".
“.”
"How is it? Are you used to wearing this dragon robe?"
Walking across from the dignified and beautiful Ning Yuke, Wei Changtian asked with a smile, "What's the difference between this and the previous royal robe?"
"Master, you are joking. They are just clothes. If you really want to tell the difference,
Pursing her lips, Ning Yuke made a rare joke: "Perhaps this dragon robe is heavier than the king's robe?"
"Hahaha, the heavier the clothes, the greater the responsibility."
Wei Changtian sat down at the table with a smile, and Ning Yuke immediately walked over to pour him tea.
Wei Changtian had experienced this so many times that the Empress of Shu poured tea for him, so he didn't think it was a big deal.
As he watched the clear tea slowly fill the teacup and the teapot return to its place, he continued to ask:
"I heard that there is a big progress at the Tiangong Bureau?"
"yes."
Ning Yuke slowly sat down opposite Wei Changtian: "A letter came back yesterday saying that a new kind of gunpowder has been prepared, which is several times more powerful than the original gunpowder."
"Really?"
Wei Changtian was so delighted that he wanted to run immediately to the deep mountains and forests where the Tiangong Bureau was located to take a look at the new gunpowder in person.
But when he thought about the important things he had to do tonight, he shook his head regretfully.
"Forget it today."
"Come with me after the New Year to have a look."
"Yes, I remember it."
"Well, since the craftsmen from the Tiangong Bureau are spending the New Year in the mountains, they must be well fed and well served, and each of them must be given an extra month's salary."
"I will send someone to do it shortly."
"OK."
Nodding, Wei Changtian temporarily put the matter of the Tiangong Bureau aside and turned to talk about the big event of tonight.
Today is New Year's Eve. Now that he has been proclaimed emperor, Ning Yuke will naturally hold a banquet for all officials in the imperial palace to showcase the prosperity of the country.
At first, Wei Changtian felt that this state banquet should not be grand. After all, with a powerful enemy at the doorstep, it would be inappropriate to make it too luxurious.
However, You Wenzong advocated that the ceremony should not only be grand but also extremely extravagant and luxurious. If possible, it would be best to create a "paradise on earth".
"Sir, the more powerful the enemy is, the more extravagant this banquet must be."
"Only with this can the people, the officials and the great Shu have confidence."
The above are You Wenzong’s original words.
Although Wei Changtian could not fully understand his train of thought after listening to him, he considered that the latter was more knowledgeable about governing a country, so he followed his words and prepared to hold a grand and extremely luxurious state banquet.
Not only had this banquet been prepared half a month in advance, but many influential people who were not officials were also specially invited to attend.
Among them was the great poet Su Wu.
Speaking of Su Wu, ever since Wei Changtian composed nine masterpieces at the Chunlong Poetry Conference, he retired to his hometown Huaizhou and only came out again recently.
He did not refuse the invitation to the "Paradise State Banquet" and arrived in Shuzhou City a few days ago and now lives in the city.
“.”
"Tonight's state banquet is of great importance. You will inevitably have to say a few words during the banquet."
Looking at Ning Yuke, Wei Changtian asked, "Have you thought about what to say?"
"Well, I have thought about it."
Ning Yuke nodded slightly: "Master, do you want to listen first?"
"I don't want to listen. You gave a very good speech before the battle of Shuzhou."
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "It'll be fine if we stay like that tonight."
"Yes, I understand."
Ning Yuke lowered her head slightly, seeming to be hesitant to speak.
Wei Changtian glanced at her and asked:
"What's wrong? Just say whatever you want to say."
“.”
"Owner."
After a long silence, Ning Yuke slowly stood up, and then slowly knelt down in front of Wei Changtian in the latter's surprised eyes.
Ever since she realized that Wei Changtian didn't like her kneeling at every turn, Ning Yuke hasn't done so for a long time.
Therefore, this kneeling now must have a meaning beyond the "master-servant relationship".
"What are you doing?"
Wei Changtian frowned and didn't react for a moment.
But Ning Yuke was very stubborn and still did not stand up. She just silently took out a small silk bag from her sleeve, untied it, and took out a small round piece of paper money from it.
With red eyes, she held up the paper money in front of Wei Changtian, her hands trembling slightly.
At this time, Wei Changtian finally understood why Ning Yuke was kneeling.
This is the paper money that was floating all over Shuzhou City on the day of Ning Qingyu’s funeral.
If Ning Yuke hadn’t taken the initiative to “bring it up”, Wei Changtian would have almost forgotten about it.
After all, among all his motives for killing Ning Yongnian, strictly speaking, "revenge for Ning Yuke" was not one of them.
However, he silently took the paper money in his hand and watched the golden crown tassels go down little by little until they were completely attached to the ground.
Ning Yuke didn't say a word, but used this long kneeling to represent all her emotions at the moment.
Wei Changtian looked at her silently, his eyes somewhat complicated.
There is relief, compassion, and guilt.
“Huh~”
A flash of fire passed by, and the thin paper money turned into a ball of bright flame flying in the air.
The black ash left after the burn was very light and disappeared without a trace when a gust of wind blew.
And all the grievances between Ning Yuke and Ning Yongnian also disappeared in the wind. In fact, Ning Yuke and Youjia are quite similar.
The only difference is that one of them lives for "hate" and the other lives for "love".
When Ning Yongnian died, the former's "hatred" naturally ceased to exist, and Ning Yuke could finally stop living for hatred.
But for Youjia, let alone the fact that she is most likely dead now.
Even if she didn't die, as long as this "love" was still there, she would have to live in pain.
Because neither Ning Yongnian nor Wei Changtian had ever truly loved her.
“.”
Looking at the peach trees outside the window, Wei Changtian didn't know why he suddenly thought of You Jia.
After the Chinese New Year, the peach blossoms will soon bloom.
I don’t know if I can see the woman who loves peach blossoms when the peach blossoms bloom again.
Maybe, maybe never.
Alas. A cup of wine in the spring breeze, a lamp for ten years in the night rain.
(End of this chapter)
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