"I want to go with you."
Nangong Yun looked at Fu Manying's cheeks which were red due to the cold wind and couldn't help but speak, even though he knew in his heart that he would be rejected.
"No need, Zijin. The capital needs you to take control."
She shook her head and declined the offer.
"Then I'll let An Yi and the others take you there."
"good."
She looked at his insistent eyes and finally gave in.
If this can make Nangong Yun feel at ease, then let's do it.
"Wait, this is my personal jade pendant, take it."
Nangong Yun looked at Fu Manxing who was about to get on the carriage, and suddenly stopped him and took out the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to him.
This way they can be considered to have exchanged tokens.
"Sir, take care."
Fine snow fell from the sky. Nangong Yun stood there, looking at the two wheel lines left by the carriage. As he watched the carriage go farther and farther away, he became more and more uneasy.
Manxing, please don't break your promise. You must come back...
After March, the capital began to warm up, and new buds gradually appeared on the dead trees, and the world seemed to be reviving.
But only Nangong Yun was still in winter.
He didn't get to wait for Fu Manxing, he just waited for a reply letter.
【From Zijin:】
Nangong Yun felt something was wrong when he saw these four words, and he quickly opened the letter with trembling fingers.
I'm sorry to meet you again in this way.
My lord, you will be a good emperor. I believe that even without the Saint, as long as you put the people and the country first, the glory of Northern Qi will last for thousands of years.
The Fu Clan lacks gods capable of defying fate. They can only investigate the fate of their nations, advising their rulers to prioritize the people and ensure good fortune favors their nations. But I believe these young men can accomplish this themselves. I hope you will remember these two sayings: 'Before the world worries about you, be happy after it rejoices.'
Young Master should know that in the Fu Clan, no one except the Saint Girl can leave the valley for their entire life. But after seeing the outside world, I don’t want those little kids, uncles and aunts to stay in the valley all their lives like me, so when I rescued my clansmen, I set up a large formation, and all the people of the Fu Clan will become ordinary people in the future.
I hope that you can abolish the position of Saint, destroy the introduction about the Saint, and let the Fu Clan disappear in history.
I know you will be very angry after reading this, but I know you are a good person. I hope you will not pursue the disappearance of the Fu clan. They will not interfere with anything in the capital.
Finally, what I want to say to Zijin is, forget me, I am not worthy of your memory.
Snap~
The piece of fine Hetian jade and the peach blossom hairpin fell out of the letter.
Nangong Yun looked at the jade pendant and hairpin on the ground, and a tear fell from his eyes, which strangely overlapped with the tear marks that had already dried on the letter.
"Manxing, you lied to me." You said you would come back.
He clenched his palms tightly to prevent himself from smashing things around like crazy.
How could you not be worthy of my remembering? Without you, the crisis in Danzhou would not have been resolved so quickly. Without you, my mother still could not have been rescued. Without you, I would not have been able to defeat Nangong Qi... Without you, there would be no me today!
Nangong Yun looked at the letter for a long time, until three days later when Lu Yi came to call him to rest, which brought him back to his senses.
Has it been that long?
He looked at the new buds on the branches outside the window and felt a little dazed.
——
Historical records show that after Nangong Yun succeeded to the throne on March 9, 306 AD, he changed the country's name back to the previous Northern Qi, then quickly abolished corrupt officials headed by the prime minister, and finally married a girl named Manxing as his queen.
Because the emperor married the love of his heart, he issued an edict to reduce taxes and levies for three years, announcing to the world that having a beautiful woman by his side in this life is enough.
It laid a solid foundation for the glorious era of Northern Qi in later generations.
The wedding night.
Nangong Yun got drunk in the room in front of Fu Manxing in Wangyueju.
What was tightly held in her hand was a very ordinary hairpin.
Manxing, you are so cruel. You didn’t tell me until the end whether you ever liked me?
He thought of the jade pendant and hairpin in the envelope, looked up at the room decorated as a wedding and smiled bitterly.
You didn't even leave any trace of me...
Manxing, I originally planned to wait for you to come back before succeeding to the throne, so that you can walk with me to the throne that symbolizes supreme glory.
It’s a pity that I am the only one sitting on it in the end, but I promise you that I will be a good emperor.
I burned all the books about the Saint and prohibited people from spreading them. No one will disturb other members of the Floating Tribe.
But why don’t you want to see me even in my dreams?
I miss you so much, Manxing...
Nangong Yun hugged the wooden hairpin tightly in his arms, and fell drunkenly on the bed like a puddle of mud.
***
In the 307th year of the Northern Qi Dynasty, a village named Fu appeared in a remote county. The people there were proficient in medicine and would hold free clinics every seven days to treat the people for free. The village was admired by the nearby villagers.
In March of the 310th year of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Nangong Yun looked at the examination paper of the new imperial examination champion, raised his eyes to look at the young man kneeling in the hall, his palms unconsciously clenched, and his voice trembled in an unknown way.
"What's your name, the new number one scholar? Where are you from?"
"Your Majesty, I am Fu Jinmin, from a small village in the south."
"Really?"
Nangong Yun looked at the young man in the hall, his eyes reflecting on what he missed.
"Your ideas are very advanced. As the Minister of Works, you must make a difference."
The hall was silent for a long time, and he spoke in a calm tone.
“Thank you, Your Majesty!
In the twelfth month of the year 377 in the Northern Qi Dynasty, Nangong Yun died and his younger brother Nangong Ze's son succeeded him.
(Ahhh! Sorry, my dears. Although I wanted to write a sweet pet story, this article really went to the B side and I can’t pull it back! Wuuuuuu (╥﹏╥). I ran away with the lid on my head.) There are two sweet cookies in the book circle~
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