With flags flying, the three armies opened up the northern border with the farewell of the emperor, his subjects and the people.
Nowadays, Cangwu's fighting power is no longer something that Dada can contend with, so the monarch and his ministers were very calm about the army's expedition.
Moreover, this time the Crown Prince led the troops to the battle and used the new weapons developed by Cangwu, in order to deter those restless countries around him.
But nothing is absolute. So Song Jinxiu still let Junjun follow her son. If you have any questions, you can contact us at any time.
Since the foundation was laid, the space has developed a new function.
That is, she and Junjun can summon each other.
Through space, she can call Junjun back at any time, and similarly, she can appear beside Junjun instantly.
The retired emperor, who had been hiding in a corner and quietly came out to see his grandson off, burst into tears.
The little girl 께 went out to play without taking him, and the inseparable crown prince did not take him with him when he went to war.
He wiped away his tears and suddenly saw Su Mo.
This man only has his wife in his eyes. Your son went to the war, and you didn't even know how to tell him a word. Is there any father like this?
"You, come here."
"Uncle, why did you come out?"
Su Mo stepped forward and wiped his face. "With so many veterans following us, Rui'er is going on this expedition just to broaden his horizons. Don't worry."
The emperor glared at him and said, "What uncle? Who is your uncle? My son went to the war and I didn't even bother to tell him what to do."
Su Mo: "Okay, okay, please calm down, father. I know I was wrong."
What the father and son had said about this expedition had already been said behind closed doors. Before going to war, Your Majesty encouraged the morale, and he was the queen, so the wife could sing and the husband could follow.
"Don't call me father, I'm your uncle."
Everyone: Well, the emperor is starting to act unreasonably.
"Okay, okay, uncle and father, this is fine, right? It's windy here, shall we go back to the Yang Palace?"
Su Mo had no choice but to coax her.
The emperor looked at the direction where the Japanese army was going away, and suddenly said angrily: "I am also running away from home. I am going to see the sea, I am going to see the flowers bloom..."
Everyone: ...
Song Jinxiu heard the news and sighed inwardly.
Although the emperor was the lord of Cangwu, he had never left the capital.
The farthest place we went was the royal hunting ground on the outskirts of Beijing.
She didn't expect that her words would become his obsession, to see the sea and the flowers blooming in spring...
Everyone thought that the emperor was getting old and confused.
But after so many years as emperor and subject, and father and daughter, Song Jinxiu still understood this emperor.
He was a wise ruler who worked diligently and devotedly for Cangwu throughout his life.
In this feudal dynasty where bloodline is supreme, for the sake of Cangwu, he blew up the imperial mausoleum and destroyed the ancestral temple so that he, a woman from another family, could succeed to the throne. His chest is as broad as the sea.
He is an emperor who will be recorded in history for his civil and military achievements.
Even though the emperor was very old, he was not the kind of person who would make trouble for no reason.
But now he was deliberately trying to make some trouble.
Why?
What is he worried about?
What is his vulnerability hidden deep inside?
"Su Mo, let the emperor come with me to court."
"But the emperor's body..."
"No problem. Father has been wise and intelligent all his life. He will not make mistakes in the court."
Sure enough, the retired emperor became particularly quiet after attending the court. He would watch Song Jinxiu handle state affairs with a smile, and occasionally interrupt her, always with a word to the point.
But once he entered the court, he became confused and clamored to see the sea and the flowers bloom.
…
The war with Dada was a foregone conclusion. After only one month, the King of Dada announced his willingness to cede territory, pay compensation, and surrender.
The Crown Prince returned to the capital with Dada's letter of surrender, and the map of Cangwu was also redrawn.
The crown prince resumed his position as regent, and Song Jinxiu left him a thick plan and became a hands-off shopkeeper.
Of course, the ancestor worship at the end of the year was also left to the Crown Prince.
The mature young crown prince was paying homage to his ancestors and reading the sacrificial text. Behind him was a group of young people...
Yes, those who followed the Crown Prince in this ancestor worship ceremony were all rising stars with high spirits.
My son's path to becoming an emperor was arranged before he was born.
He had no choice but to accept it.
But it seemed that the child was enjoying it, which made Song Jinxiu very pleased.
The royal New Year's Eve dinner,
In the warm room.
Song Jinxiu summoned a group of veteran officials to accompany the emperor for dinner.
Song Jinxiu said, "Father, Rui'er is not old anymore. The regent is very methodical. Especially after returning from the northern border, he has a stronger aura of an emperor and is more responsible. I want to let him ascend the throne after the New Year. Do you think it is feasible?"
Song Jinxiu couldn't guess the reason for the emperor's fragility. As a monarch and his subject, and a father and daughter, she could only try her best not to leave him with any regrets.
She wanted to pass the throne to her son. Her son's surname was Liu, so she would return the country to the Liu family, and her father would also have settled a matter.
When her son ascended the throne, she would take the emperor to see the sea, the magnificent scenery of Cangwu, and the flowers blooming in the spring...
Liu Renxiu glanced at her, smiled and shook his head: "He is still here, Kangle, I will let you go as long as you are here."
Song Jinxiu blinked mischievously, "Father, please don't worry. I will definitely ensure that our Liu family will prosper."
She deliberately emphasized the Liu family's empire in order to make him happy.
The emperor suddenly asked, "Kang Le, tell me, after so many years in the sacrificial array of the Cui family saint, are my ancestors still here?"
Song Jinxiu said: Of course they are gone, they have long been dead.
Suddenly, Song Jinxiu rubbed her fingers unconsciously, as if she knew what the emperor was worried about.
I remember that year, the emperor said something similar while holding the young grandson:
"I have passed the throne to your mother, and I have no regrets. Even when you die and meet our ancestors, I will still have something to say.
But, what I am afraid of is that I won’t be able to see them. If they are not Kang Le, I don’t even know…
Rui'er, if grandpa can't find his ancestors, won't grandpa become a rootless duckweed..."
Here, there is a saying that after a person dies and goes to the underworld, he needs his relatives to lead him there.
If there is no family to guide you, you will become a lonely ghost, a rootless duckweed.
Moreover, without the protection of relatives, on the way to the underworld, when passing by Wild Dog Ridge, your soul will be eaten by vicious dogs and you will never be reborn.
Therefore, when people are alive, they should be filial to their parents, and when their parents die, they should also offer sacrifices to their ancestors and add to their graves…
In short, people should be filial to their parents.
Song Jinxiu really didn't expect that this decisive and ruthless emperor would end up here.
"Father, I don't know if our ancestors are still alive. But I know that you have done countless good deeds."
The Emperor was surprised: "Merit? I have killed many people."
Song Jinxiu said, "But you saved the entire Cangwu."
"Father, you cannot see it, but I can. Your Majesty's merits are no less than yours."
Song Jinxiu looked at him with clear eyes and said firmly:
"People with good deeds will be taken away by Yama himself and will be freed from all suffering. They will also be reborn into a good family and live a smooth life."
Liu Renxiu's mind suddenly became clear. He suppressed the moisture in his eyes and asked, "Since there is merit, can we still be a family together?"
Song Jinxiu was stunned. If nothing unexpected happened, her generation would have gone to the world of immortals.
"good."
As Song Jinxiu spoke, she took out a Bodhi bracelet and put it on his hand.
This is made from the fruit of the space bodhi tree.
Ever since Song Jinxiu broke the sacrificial formation of the Holy Maiden of the Cui family, not only has the weather in Cangwu become good, but even the Bodhi tree in the space has blossomed and borne fruit.
"With the Bodhi bracelet as proof, we will be able to meet again in this lifetime"
Being father and daughter, being brothers and sisters, being friends...
The old prince Hexian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stared at the Bodhi bracelet on the wrist of the emperor, and said suddenly: "Me too, I also want to be a family."
In his mind, he felt that with this Bodhi bracelet, they would be able to accompany each other on the road to the underworld.
So, he said stubbornly: "Your Majesty, you can't favor one over the other. Zhu, I am also a fool. We are still together as elders."
Zhou Kunran looked at the Bodhi bracelet and his eyes flashed. He asked, "Your Majesty, do I have any merits?"
Song Jinxiu looked at him, then looked at the old ministers behind him, and said, "Yes, you also have merits. Everyone has."
"thump"
Zhou Kunran knelt down suddenly and said, "I am also a pearl string, and I am also a descendant of the same generation."
"And the minister."
"I also want to follow Your Majesty, the Emperor Emeritus."
Led by old prince Hexian and Zhou Kunran, a crowd of people knelt in the palace.
Song Jinxiu: ...
Zhou Kunran said, "We have an agreement between our king and his subjects. Those who leave early will wait on the Naihe Bridge. If your majesty lives for 200 years, I will wait for 200 years. For the sake of meeting you in this lifetime, it is worth waiting for 500 years."
Song Jinxiu's face turned green. I am in the prime of my life, and I have to make an appointment with a group of people who are buried in the dirt to "wait on the Naihe Bridge"?
Is this a curse for me to die early and be reborn soon?
But looking at the eager and stubborn eyes of these white-haired old people, she finally compromised.
"There is no Bodhi bracelet, only beads. Go home and find a red string to string it up and hang it around your neck."
As she spoke, she took out a handful of Bodhi beads and gave one to each person. He said: "Whoever left first didn't wait for me, reincarnate earlier, make money earlier, and spend it for me!"
Everyone...
Su Mo touched the Bodhi necklace in his arms. He had polished it and wanted to give it to his wife, but now he took it out and put it on his neck quietly.
snort! Even if there are generations ahead of you, no one can surpass you.
In the palace, after three rounds of drinking, everyone was drunk. Someone started singing a folk song:
Lian Lian Lian, you and I promised to meet each other for a hundred years. If someone dies at the age of 97, he will wait on the Naihe Bridge for three years. Lian Lian Lian, you and I promised to meet each other for a hundred years. Lovers only hope to be together forever, waiting for a thousand years on the Naihe Bridge...
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