Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 376: End

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We set up a table in the car, and the two of them had lunch together before Ming Lan remembered where to ask. Who knew that Gu Tingye had a mysterious face, and she refused to say anything. I also talked about anecdotes on the march-Lao Geng had to write a few pages of home letters every night to report his daily mental journey to Taizuo. The number of words was limited to 300 words. It was really impossible to write them. The brothers had no choice but to help.

Ming Lan suddenly remembered a day’s gathering for tea. When all the female relatives talked about their husband’s son-in-law’s family letters, most military commanders would only write “well, don’t read”. Only Mrs. Geng boasted that her man once wrote People's words are very heartwarming-"Thinking about the good wife in the family, and working hard to manage the family, I don't feel any pain outside."

"This sentence is decent and comprehensive, and old-fashioned and righteous. It's about the old country's father." Minglan commented on her conscience, and she thought it was a good sentence at the time.

"This sentence was said by the seventeen-year-old boy from the Bo family. What the old man made up was ‘I don’t see you in a day, like every three autumns, I miss you, miss you, toss and turn’."

Minglan:...

After being taken to the crooked building, Minglan didn’t bother to ask questions. The two of them were laughing and watching the scenery along the road, and finally came to their destination—a gentle mountain in front of them, with dense trees, you can hear the birds from time to time. When Minglan asked where this was, Gu Tingye hugged her out of the car and pulled her up the mountain with a smile.

"If Lord Hou wants to take me to climb mountains, there will be Qixia Mountain, Sleeping Pillow Mountain, Luoyue Mountain...Why not come here? Is there a big temple on the mountain, and is there a wise monk? Want to ask for a sign...Oh, I'm going to die..." Ming Lan panted tiredly, carrying her skirt and moving up with difficulty. Finally, she was always in good shape and was able to climb.

But no matter how she complained, Gu Tingye only laughed without saying a word, half dragging and half pulling, constantly urging her to climb. After crawling for a short half hour, Minglan felt that her chest was about to burn, and her breathing was like an old woman tearing through a bellows. Gu Tingye suddenly stopped and pointed forward: "Here."

Minglan didn’t care about her image, she sat down on a smooth and white boulder, took the kerchief and wiped her forehead and cheeks vigorously, looking around. It turned out to be a huge rock protruding in the middle of the mountain. It was flat and clean. The husband rests here, because there are many round pier-like stones scattered on the ground.

She followed the man's arm and looked to the north, and suddenly said in surprise: "Xiaoling?"

Gu Tingye pointed to the white building not far away, and smiled: "This is the southern part of Xiaoling Tomb. From here, you can see the tomb of Queen Jing'an."

These days are not modern. You can buy a ticket to sing Xintianyou in the Taj Mahal. At this time, the royal mausoleum is a heavy place with guards, and it is not easy to approach it. But...

"Master Hou wants to show me the tomb of Queen Jing'an?" She was puzzled.

Gu Tingye pointed to the hillside above his head and smiled: "More than that, there is a pavilion on the top of the mountain. According to legend, it is the place where Mrs. Liuli and the scholars worshipped heaven and earth."

Ming Lan was stunned for a long time, and wanted to ask, "Maybe you found out that we all wore them?"

Gu Tingye touched her sweaty face, ruddy and healthy, "You don't usually read books, but you like to look at the essays of these two people, don't you?"

Minglan said blankly: "...you, aren't you weird..."

"What's weird? In the past, I liked to read the classics of Huo Guang, the former hussar general. You are a woman. What is interesting to see those civil servants and generals, naturally we should look at the stories of strange women."

Ming Lan was relieved and let him lead obediently, looking at the wonderful mausoleum together.

The autumn is high and the sky is bright, and under the light golden sunlight, the building where the deceased lived looks extraordinary, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, lions... and many strange beasts that she can’t name. The lifelike sculptures made of white marble, with their heads up, hoofs, or wings spread, are set against the bright red carved fences.

The surroundings are verdant and green, with hundreds of years of ancient trees in the sky, as well as newly grown slender and playful branches that stretch out green. It seems that this majestic and golden royal cemetery is framed with a circle of primitive borders, far and near. Into the scene.

The two watched for a long time, and Gu Tingye let out a sigh of relief and said: "You have read the poems of Queen Jing'an, how do you feel?"

Ming Lanmo, to be honest, every capital is very familiar--"All are excellent." She said.

Gu Tingye said: "It's really amazing, but it's a pity that the beauty is fate."

Minglan twitched the corners of her mouth: Can you not be surprised by the thousands of years of precipitation in an ancient civilization?

Gu Tingye sighed for a long time and whispered: "I sometimes think that if Queen Jing'an didn't die suddenly, how many things would be different."

Minglan didn't complain this time.

If Queen Jing’an died without being poisoned...First of all, the Bai family would not marry into the Gu family. Naturally, Gu Tingye would not be born. The mother and son of the Qin family could take over the Hou Mansion, or without Gu Tingye’s protection, Ningyuan Hou Mansion Has been robbed of nobility.

The destiny of most people in the Gu family has changed because of this.

Of course, I might still encounter a mudslide, and then traverse it sadly. At this moment, I was fighting my cousin Cao.

After staying for a while, the two set off again, climbing to the top of the mountain.

This half of the mountain is a bit steep, although it is not difficult to climb, but it takes extra effort. This time, Minglan cooperated a lot, not complaining, not grieving, and I met a woodcutter singing folk songs on the road. Brother husband also smiled at him, but the little brother almost rolled down the mountain.

The man turned angrily, took the drapery hat from the servant who was with him behind him, and pressed it firmly on his wife's forehead.

The two stopped and talked, talking and laughing, and finally reached the top of the mountain, following the path pointed out by an old woodman, and finally found the pavilion with the name ‘Hopeless’.

"How did you get this name?" The man frowned, unlucky.

Ming Lan replied smoothly: "Mrs. Liuli once said that when there is no hope, it is when I hope to come soon." This is dialectically too philosophical, philosophical to almost vulgar, it seems that she is in the old duck soup of the soul Read it here.

The four dilapidated pillars have peeled off and the original color cannot be seen. The roof of the pavilion that has broken 17 or 8 holes has good light transmission, and there are 7 or 8 broken stone piers underneath. The wind blows slightly. Bigger, but a few pieces of rubble can fall.

For the sake of their heads, the two decided not to go in and sit. They found a towering pine-covered tree. The two young men hurriedly took out the soft stools with their backs behind them, set them up, and invited Mrs. Hou to sit. On one side, someone else set up a small pot and began to boil tea.

——The privileged class, it's really rotten. Minglan sighed and sat down quickly.

"...A lady from a government office, a lowly humble woman, who knows the end, but the situation is the opposite." The man's emotions are not new, so many people have sighed similarly.

"Can't you look down on a woman like Queen Jing'an?" Ming Lan asked quietly.

"This is not true." Gu Tingye shook his head. "Even though Queen Jing'an has a bit of temperament, she is still a good person with a true temperament. How much bluntly criticized the minister, because of her persuasion, she saved her life. The harem girl can do this. It's not easy to speak out."

"Then you don't look down on a woman like Mrs. Liuli?" Minglan asked again.

"Before some. I think she missed the high school bachelor." Gu Tingye said slowly, "But after I have suffered, I know that I am in the middle of the lower ranks, and I can always be arrogant and upright, not complaining about the world, and self-reliant. , It is so rare."

Ming Lan raised her head and stared at the pavilion not far away.

In terms of appearance, Wuwang Pavilion and Queen Jing’an’s mausoleum are as incomparable as poor **** and big breasts, but just like the endings of the two women, echoing these two buildings-happiness, mostly It is ordinary, even inconspicuous; and tragedy is often magnificent.

Ming Lan shook her head, she didn't want to be brilliant at all.

"...The emperor deliberately asked me to enter the border of Shu Town. A few days ago, I had already asked the emperor to take the initiative, not to mention that it would take two to eight or nine years." Gu Tingye came here leisurely, like a thunder exploded.

Minglan almost jumped up: "What! Are you going to Sichuan? What about me? Brother Tuan? Where's A Yuan? You still ask for an order. How long have you come back now! You don't want home!"

Gu Tingye held a big pu fan, shook her slowly, and said amusedly: "Take the initiative to ask for a good price. I told the emperor, no rewards or no rewards, just ask me to The daughter-in-law took her post."

Minglan let her heart go, and said anxiously: "Can the emperor agree?"

Gu Tingye said solemnly: "I said, my wife's five elements are lack of wood, and the fire is the wood. This is why Zhu Rong's difficulties have been encountered one after another. I happen to be the eight-character character Wangshui on my birthday, and the water overcomes the fire. My wife should be with me. ."

Minglan rolled her eyes and said: "The emperor will believe your nonsense! I'm afraid that when the time comes, I will be given a big water tank and ask me to soak in it to relieve my worries about water shortage."

Gu Tingye laughed, twisted her face through the tulle, and said with a serious face: "I had a good life with the emperor. Since I was a child, I have been very close to the emperor. I hate the ghost to live until now. I ask the emperor to be pitiful and pitiful. , Don’t tell my family to separate again, wait for me to come back, the daughter-in-law is doing something wrong again; the minister will definitely serve the country faithfully and do her best."

"Then the emperor agreed?" Minglan's eyes lit up.

"Well, I promised, the queen will also help us to speak." Gu Tingye smiled slightly, "Finally, the emperor said, although the generals have always been in town, Jia Xiaoduo stayed in Beijing, but it is not without exception. In the palace of Mu, he did not see his wife and children to Beijing. How many years his family guarded the middle of Yunnan, and finally his family died in a martyrdom. How loyal? And the iron-hearted rebel, even if the whole house is under his nose, should he oppose It will be countered. Isn’t it a good example this time. As long as the emperor knows his mind."

"The emperor is wise!" This is Minglan's first call from the heart since ancient times. "This is true. Those who really want to rebel, in order to make the monarch careless, often willing to keep their family members. Next! How can you be so straightforward!" By the way, Wu Sangui's eldest son has been castrated or died.

Gu Tingye looked at her with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that Shuzhong is not as prosperous as the capital, and the southwest is hot and humid?"

"I'm not afraid or not." Minglan dragged the stool and sat down, holding his arm and shaking his head, shaking the scarf of the hat, "As long as the family is together, I am not afraid of anything."

Gu Tingye held her backhand, and said in a low voice: "I think so too. It's the second thing to add officials to the jue. It only matters how long a family is. How long a person can live in a lifetime, take you around while young It’s not in vain to go."

Ming Lan's heart is full of happiness.

Like sunlight piercing through the thick black clouds, Haiyan broke through the tyrannical wind and rain to reach the other shore. People who traveled for pilgrimages all over the world saw the white spire and wept with joy; as if all the hesitation and hesitation that had been once became double joy reason.

Gu Tingye hooped her arms tightly: "Shuzhong does not have so many stinky rules in the capital. At that time, I will teach you to ride a horse, and you will teach me to fly a kite. We will never be separated forever."

Ming Lan laughed and shed tears, it was hot and hot, like the heat in her heart.

——Go, go to the land of abundance. There is Dujiangyan where Li Bing and his son are born, beautiful and hearty young girls, fertile land and flower-like brocades, and their hopeful future.