When they went to bed at night, Su Ci leaned into his arms and whispered in his ear: "Let's go by ourselves next year, without Yuanbao."
Yang Yanzong was slightly surprised and looked down at her. Between the low curtains on the bed, her pair of large eyes, distinct from black and white, were shining brightly, hiding a hint of her unique cunning that had continued from her girlhood, as well as an indescribable poetic feeling. She looked at him with curved eyebrows.
He couldn't help but smile, and bent down to kiss her: "Okay."
She nestled in his arms and giggled, causing the corners of his lips to curve even wider.
Even if he did nothing, he would be happy just holding her quietly in his arms and listening to her happy laughter and whispers.
He held her and kissed her gently, stroking her temples, and after a long while he patted her back gently, coaxing her softly, "Okay, let's go to sleep, okay?"
"Okay~"
She responded sweetly, then obediently fell into his arms and closed her eyes.
Yang Yanzong wrapped the two of them in a brocade quilt and tucked the corner of the quilt under her chin. The two of them hugged each other and fell asleep.
The ground heating and the fire wall were burning brightly, the room was cozy, and the potted jasmine in the greenhouse was silently stretching out its tender branches and buds, exuding a faint fragrance.
Such a happy life was something Yang Yanzong had never imagined before.
For many years, he thought that his life would be spent in killing and stormy waves. He might reach the top, but his life would definitely be busy and cold, without much room for warmth.
However, to this day, he is still in charge, busy and enjoying the excitement brought by the peak of his career. He does have a very iron-blooded and cold side to the outside world, but he unexpectedly enjoys a lot of warmth and love.
He was content with the thought of remembering her forever and being with her forever. He only hoped to live with her till old age.
As for those desires and obsessions from many years ago, he might occasionally think of them with a little regret, but he had already let them go.
Just think about it, like a dragonfly touching the water, a little ripple, and then disappear in the blink of an eye.
Just laugh and shake your head, and it's over.
Therefore, at this moment, Yang Yanzong never dared to think that Su Ci was secretly thinking about how big a surprise she was going to give him.
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This winter there was a lot of rain and snow, and the temperature was low, but spring came early. In a blink of an eye, the sun was shining brightly, and the rain was drizzling. The scenery was very good, and it must be a year of bumper harvest.
In the end, it was indeed a bumper year. Ever since Yang Yanzong moved west, the harvest had been better each year. Farmers had surplus grain, small businesses were thriving, the aroma of new grain filled the grain shops on the streets, and the mood of joy was high from the government to the people.
After the Autumn Festival, Yang Yanzong and Su Ci embarked on a journey together.
Without Yuanbao, the fat son has lost some weight after a year of growth, but he is still a chubby and strong child. He looks like his father, not only in appearance but also in physique. He is full of energy and dances with his small wooden sword and ox-horn bow all day long. The whole yard is not enough for him to run and jump. Yang Yanzong said that next year he will be able to lay the foundation for martial arts training.
However, no matter how energetic and naughty Fat Yuanbao is, he is still a baby who is only four years old and is very attached to his mother. He has never left his mother's side since he was a child.
However, his mother thought that he was a big boy now and had reached the age where he didn't need to be carried around everywhere. If his parents went out, he could stay at home. Anyway, he had his grandfather, uncle, brothers and younger brothers at home, and his grandparents and aunt next door. There were a lot of people to keep him company, so it wouldn't be a big problem for this little tail to be let go occasionally.
So, Su Ci happily decided to entrust her little baby to the child's grandfather.
Then, the couple embarked on a border patrol and a couple's trip to enjoy their long-lost world of two.
In the golden autumn of August, the Zhengzhong Plain is still green and lush. Moist water vapor and temperature remain in this fertile basin surrounded by three mountains. Dragonflies fly lightly in the fields and suburbs, and birds sing in the mountains and forests. The season seems to still be in midsummer.
Yang Yanzong and Su Ci were not in a hurry, so they walked slowly all the way from Chenshan in Wuning to Liangzhou, and then went east to Jiangling. After inspecting the area south of Jin, they returned to Zhengzhong and headed northwest.
It was already September, and the Zhengzhong Plain was still green, with occasional yellow and red spots in the woods. The weather was abundant and the sun was bright, but the obvious signs of autumn could only be seen in the dry and slightly cool wind.
As soon as you get out of the old road, the view in front of you suddenly opens up. The vast blue sky without a trace of impurities, the vast and majestic loess earth. The world is so vast and boundless, and all you can see is endless clear yellow. The reeds have not yet fallen, but are completely yellow. When blown by the wind, they surge like waves. It is absolutely spectacular!
Su Ci couldn't help but exclaimed, "How beautiful!"
This is a beauty that is completely different from the water town, the Central Plains, and the southwest of Zhengzhong surrounded by mountains.
Yang Yanzong held her in his arms, and they stood side by side. He tucked in her cloak that was blown open by the west wind, and said, "This is probably the best season of the year for the scenery in the northwest."
He didn't know when he started to pay attention to the scenery along the way. If he saw a good one, he would think about bringing her over to visit if he had the chance.
Su Ci's eyes were bright: "Let's go to Luoyan Valley!"
He smiled and said, "Okay."
Yang Yanzong specially took a few days off to have fun with her. He had been thinking about her all the time because she didn't go last year.
This place is hundreds of miles away from Luoyan Valley. In order for Su Ci to go there as soon as possible, Yang Yanzong specially adjusted the route and rushed to finish the patrol. On the fifth day after arriving in the northwest, the two finally set off for Luoyan Valley.
Yang Yanzong and Su Ci were not ostentatious either. They traveled simply and wore light Zahu clothing. Yang Yanzong wore black. This man always liked to wear dark colors, which was in line with his personality and identity.
Su Ci really liked to see his calm and majestic demeanor.
She was wearing a dark purple robe with tied sleeves, a small sable hat on her head, a slender waist, and deerskin boots. She was driving her big white horse and turned back to look at him with a smile, her eyebrows bright and her smile curved.
Yang Yanzong couldn't help laughing when he saw her looking at him.
"Shall we have a horse race?" he asked her.
Su Ci laughed cheerfully: "Okay, okay, but you have to give me a hundred feet!"
She tilted her head mischievously, glanced at him and spoke coquettishly.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Yang Yanzong stopped his horse with a smile, looked at Su Cijiao and whipped the horse, the big white horse's four hooves flew, her laughter spread all over the ground, and she rushed forward like the wind.
Yang Yanzong waited with his arms folded. When she was more than a hundred feet away, he kicked the horse's belly and shouted, "Go!"
Following his clear shout, the big brown horse neighed and galloped out, its hooves as fast as the wind. When going downhill, Yang Yanzong simply pulled the reins and the fat horse leaped down.
The skills of the two were not at the same level. Yang Yanzong's horse riding momentum was enough to kill Su Ci in seconds. He quickly caught up with her, surpassing her by half a horse length. He smiled and looked sideways at her, then galloped side by side with her all the way to Luoyan Valley, and then jumped up to win.
He turned over, holding the horse with one hand and carrying her down with the other, and the two of them walked slowly along the path in the valley, hand in hand.
It is really beautiful. When the frost first falls, the black branches and the trees are full of bright red leaves. This is a truly deep red, different from other places. The mountains are vast and vast, and the red leaves are vying for beauty. The sides of some fast-flowing, deep and clear mountain streams are as red as if they were on fire. The forests are dyed red, stretching from sky to mountain. The autumn atmosphere is so rich that it seems to be about to overflow at the next moment. It is like a paradise that makes people amazed and speechless.
There are tourists in the valley, but not many. Everyone is strolling on the valley path, almost not seeing each other. Time passes slowly, as if it has stopped at this moment.
Akang, Azhao and the others disappeared without a trace. Su Ci took Yang Yanzong by the hand and strolled in this refreshing autumn fairy tale world. Yang Yanzong even said to her, "If you like it, we will come again later."
Su Ci couldn't help but laugh. She smiled silently, curved her eyes, and glanced back at him. There was a brilliance in her eyes that he couldn't even describe.
Dazzling and colorful, like a rainbow.
At this time, the two of them walked to a small waterfall, with red leaves all over the mountains and gurgling water. In this beautiful and romantic place, Su Ci looked at him with a smile, suddenly stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed his lips.
She hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him gently.
Yang Yanzong tightened his arms around her waist and lowered his head to deepen the kiss.
Their foreheads were pressed together, their lips parted slightly, they breathed for a moment, and then pressed together again.
There was an atmosphere that came quietly. After the kiss, their eyes looked at each other as if they were dipped in sugar threads, connected and inseparable.
When they went out, they rode together.
Su Ci snuggled up to him, and he was reluctant to part with her, so naturally, they rode on the same horse.
The horses galloped through the endless poplar forest, the golden color spread all the way to the end of the sky, the cold wind blew in the face, the clothes fluttered, and the people seemed to be flying, free and unrestrained.
Yang Yanzong pulled the cloak from behind and wrapped her tightly. Su Ci didn't feel cold, she felt extremely happy!
The azure sky, the boundless vast universe and the beautiful autumn colors. She turned her head in the whistling wind and looked at the man who was protecting her firmly in front of him with a pair of iron arms.
His handsome face and deep facial features were unknowingly engraved into her soul. At this moment, she was very sure that no matter how many years passed, she would never forget every moment she had spent with him.
In the whistling wind, she smiled and said, "If it happens again, I will marry you again!"
She took his hand, and placed it against her heart, with an indescribable tenderness in her eyes.
"I love you too."
Yang Yanzong looked up in surprise.
Su Ci seldom said this word, probably almost never, because he used to be so serious, she basically wouldn't say this word. Later, she didn't even dare to joke about it, for fear of causing some unnecessary unhappiness.
He once had a nightmare at midnight, dreaming of hearing her say that she loved him.
But she never said it.
So much so that when he suddenly heard it at this moment, he suspected that he was hallucinating!
——We both know the meaning of these three words.
Yang Yanzong couldn't believe it for a moment, and grabbed her hand with his backhand, "What did you say?!"
His voice was extremely loud in the wind, with an indescribable shock and ecstasy, but Su Ci did not despise him. She smiled and said loudly again, "Yang Yanzong! I love you too——"
The whistling wind spreads words of love over this golden walnut forest. As horses gallop past, yellow leaves flutter and dance, just like that gorgeous love that will continue on forever.
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When Yuanbao was eight years old, Su Ci became pregnant again and gave birth to her and Yang Yanzong's second son.
The child was named Yang Shiying.
In the same year, Ji Lin, who had successfully occupied Lingnan, proclaimed himself King of Nanjing and officially announced his separation from the Daqing court.
The imperial court sent troops to attack twice, but ultimately failed due to the dangerous natural conditions and geographical advantages of Lingnan.
At this time, the Daqing court was suffering from more and more serious illnesses.
The biggest hidden danger was the kings. After Ji Zimu ascended the throne, he divided fiefs among his brothers. However, many of his half-brothers had mothers of noble birth and could not be easily sent away, and the fiefs they were given could not be fooled.
This inevitable situation eventually evolved into a major hidden danger for the dynasty. These half-kings had rich fiefdoms and extremely powerful maternal families, and eventually became the cause of the war that split Daqing from the Central Plains.
During the twenty years that Ji Zimu was in power, the Central Plains did not enjoy good weather and the frequent natural disasters made the imperial court exhausted and the country weak. This dynasty, which had lasted for more than four hundred years, eventually came to an end.
In October of the 20th year of Hongxing, the emperor passed away.
In the same month of the same year, King Linshan took the lead in raising troops and marching westward, which eventually evolved into the Rebellion of the Ten Kings. From then on, Daqing fell apart, heroes from all walks of life emerged one after another, and the Central Plains was in constant war. One place after another took the stage, and various places raised troops and established themselves.
However, Xu Wenkai and other loyal ministers and generals had already passed away, and the remaining ones could no longer carry on on their own.
Eight years later, Yang Yanzong's son Yang Shixun led his army out of the pass and led his brother and a group of brave generals and counselors to join the battle for the Central Plains.
He led the army on the Eastern Expedition to successively capture Jiangling, Guandong, Jiangnan and the Guanzhong Plain, and later recovered the northern border and the northeast. After that, he brazenly went south, captured Wugong Pass, and advanced into Lingnan. Finally, Ji Lin's son Ji Xiang committed suicide by fire when the city was broken.
It took seven years to unify the world.
Afterwards, Yang Shixun and his brothers personally returned to Zhengzhong to welcome their father and mother, who had been stationed in the rear to support the cause, to Yangdu.
That year, Yang ascended the throne and became emperor.
The country was named Dazhao.
This year was the first year of Dazhao.
Five years after he ascended the throne, everything was back on track. Yang Yanzong abdicated the throne to the crown prince, put aside all worldly affairs, and lived in seclusion in the Daxiling Palace with his wife Su Ci.
——When the spring flowers bloom, the Emperor Retired will travel slowly south with the Empress Retired, wandering incognito, enjoying the scenery that they never had the chance to appreciate in their youth.
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