The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

After returning from Shenxiu Mountain, Zhao Qing sighed repeatedly, saying that the scenery of the mountain was beautiful but he was not able to enjoy it to his heart's content.

Two persons and one total.

Ten miles away from Shenxiu Mountain, there is a Peach Blossom Mountain, where peach blossoms are in full bloom and are equally beautiful.

So the two of them rode on without stopping for a moment. Just when they were three miles away from Peach Blossom Mountain, they smelled the rich fragrance of peach blossoms.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, the peach blossoms are so beautiful that they block out the eyes.

Zhao Qing was in high spirits and completely forgot what had just happened. He picked a peach blossom and looked very happy.

There is a painter on Peach Blossom Mountain.

Every morning, they would set up the rack and sit in a place with a good view and beautiful scenery to watch.

If you see tourists.

He would ask if I needed a sketch. Making a living from this can be considered a leisurely job.

But now the world is becoming increasingly chaotic.

The tourists who come here either have no money or are not in the mood. The painters' business is not doing well, so most of them have changed their careers. Those who stick around are all skilled painters.

A painter noticed the two people who came to travel.

He asked tentatively.

"Would you like to draw it?"

Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment, but after he understood the situation, his eyes lit up and he immediately said yes.

She stood under the peach blossoms, smiling very genuinely. The breeze blew, mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms, and it was also very beautiful and genuine.

The painter was stunned and couldn't start painting for a long time. His face turned red.

Li Changxiao stood aside, watching this scene. After taking a sip of wine, he gently patted Hualang's shoulder.

When he clapped his hands for the second time, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

He sighed and took another sip of his wine.

He originally wanted to use the power of dreams to make the painter gradually forget the woman under the peach blossoms after he finished painting the picture...

So as to avoid the pain of lovesickness in the future, and wasting your whole life without being able to get what you want.

But on the other hand, I feel that interfering with other people's memories like this is a bit too overbearing.

People may not want to forget. It may not be so.

I am suspected of being too sentimental.

Feeling someone patting his shoulder, Miaohualang came to his senses and turned to look at Li Changxiao with a puzzled look.

Li Changxiao took out one or two taels of silver and said that he would pay first and there was no need for change because he was very rich and had plenty of money.

The painter took the money and his eyes gradually became focused. His brush and ink moved on the paper in snake-like shapes, with varying degrees of emphasis, as if full of charm.

After a stick of incense.

He tore the white paper in two, crumpled it into a ball, threw it aside, and started painting again.

Li Changxiao picked up the white paper and thought it was well painted, so he asked the painter why he tore it up, as the price of the paper was not cheap.

Hualang only replied with one sentence: It’s not good enough.

This painting took less than an hour to complete.

The woman standing under the peach blossoms, bathing in the breeze, is completely engraved on the paper, with a light and graceful look.

Zhao Qing was shocked when he saw it. He couldn't believe that the person on the paper was actually himself. He was not surprised by the beauty of the painting, but by his own expression.

Then, she thought of something and wanted to draw another picture, but this time, she wanted to add Li Changxiao.

The painter agreed, and after the two of them posed, he began to paint.

It just made him a little distressed.

The woman was fine, but the man in white always fell asleep while painting.

And he is addicted to alcohol.

I always like to have a bite from time to time.

The originally arranged posture will always be destroyed by this, and the layout and beauty will be destroyed.

The painter felt it was a very difficult situation, but since the man gave him one or two taels of silver and he was a rich man, he had to provide good service.

Zhao Qing smiled understandingly.

He said to the painter, "This guy is just like this. Leave him alone and just paint him like this."

The painter nodded.

So, he drew a strange picture: the setting sun, the peach tree, the man snoring, and the woman looking at the man helplessly.

After painting.

Li Changxiao is still sleeping.

Zhao Qing put both paintings away.

Then he took out the list and ticked something on it, thus completing one item.

……

Early August.

Lingtian Dynasty National Longevity.

Inside the luxurious palace.

The princes lined up in a long queue and presented the gifts they had carefully prepared.

The princes with status and position were at the front of the team.

Every time a gift was delivered, the eunuch beside him would report loudly.

This birthday party is a platform to showcase one's talents and means.

A prince's talents, his methods of employing people, his vision, his family background, etc. can all be seen from the gifts at a birthday banquet.

"One serving of East China Sea Dragon Ointment..."

"A piece of green jade..."

……

After the gifts were presented, he was allowed to sit at the table and have dinner with the almighty emperor.

Li Shanhe already has some white hair on his temples and a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but they are not obvious.

Before his spiritual energy was exhausted, he was already quite old, and coupled with the previous life-swap, he began to look old.

Sitting high in the hall, his face still dignified, he gently raised the bronze wine glass.

More than four hundred princes raised their hands at the same time.

outside the temple.

The eunuch shouted: "Raise your glasses!"

Thousands of powerful officials in the court raised their glasses at the same time...

The movements were in unison, and just this simple action fully displayed the majesty of the emperor's terrifying power above millions of people.

Who doesn’t yearn for it?

With more than 400 princes in the palace, how could they not fight?

Ninety percent of the people have fiery eyes... Their entry into the palace proves that they have a share in this world!

however.

When the princes were yearning for power.

But no one noticed.

The man sitting on the high hall in royal robes had a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Such a big empire.

It's a pity that he couldn't live as long as him.

When it comes to matters of family and country, he now has the will but not the ability.

Decentralization is a helpless move.

He turned all his helplessness and sorrow into wine in the glass, and just sighed in his heart that in the face of time, there is no difference between emperors and ordinary people.

He drank the wine in one gulp.

……

Down the hall.

The fifth prince, Li Tianyu, was sitting next to Li Tianxia.

Li Tianyu lowered his voice and said, "Sister, someone has come to see me during this period, and I have figured out some things."

Li Tianxia smiled slightly, drank the fine wine on the table, and ignored it.

Li Tianyu said, "I heard it's the ninth day of the ninth month."

"There will be a good show in Beimo. I wonder if my sister is interested in going to watch it with me?"

"Oh?" Li Tianxia asked curiously, "Good show? What good show?"

Li Tianyu didn't care whether Li Tianxia was pretending or not. He said, "On the ninth day of the ninth month, the famous Wang Family Opera Troupe will be touring in Beimo."

"I wonder if my sister is interested? If so, you and I can go in a carriage tomorrow and have some fun along the way."

"Since my royal brother has invited me, I have to go no matter what." Li Tianxia said with a smile.