Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

Qin Zihe was awakened by her words, and his restless heart was temporarily calmed: "What do you think?"

The two returned to the tent. "I know Yan Zhuo a little bit. Do you know his background?"

Of course Qin Zihe didn't understand, and had never even heard of this person.

Yin Luo continued to share the information he had: "I have the honor of meeting this person. Maybe all you know is that he is the eldest son-in-law of Dongyuan and his origins are unknown.

At that time, the impression he gave me was just that of a very wise man, but there was someone beside him - Su Chen, the late Crown Prince of Dongyuan. Perhaps you have a deeper understanding of him.

I can't really judge Yan Zhuo's wisdom, but I can only say that Su Chen addressed him as "Teacher." For someone so close to the former Crown Prince, and still being valued today, I suspect he wouldn't do anything so publicized as to be known to everyone, unless he were to play a trick on someone.

"That's all I have to say. As your partner, I hope you can calm down."

Qin Zihe calmed down completely.

Until the information received became clearer and clearer, and the various measures taken by Dongyuan proved this conjecture, it was time to use the power of public opinion.

The news that Su Ge had died a long time ago spread like wildfire in the city. The people were agitated, as if they had finally found their target. They blocked the government office one after another, just wanting to see you, Su Ge. But being blocked made them even more agitated.

Many people who saw that the situation was not good had already packed up and headed south.

This greatly increases the difficulty of management.

Time waits for no one, and the conflict was not resolved. It finally reached a climax on the third day. People like rats took advantage of the opportunity and rushed in first. With a gap, the situation instantly became uncontrollable. They searched every corner here, and finally found an inconspicuous coffin covered by weeds. The boy kneeling on the ground opened his arms and tried to block the push of a group of adult men with his weak strength.

The ending was unsurprisingly that he was pushed to the ground and trampled on. When he was fished out, his consciousness was already blurred. But compared to the truth they wanted more, the life of this little child seemed insignificant.

The paper money was turned out, and everyone raised it high in one hand, and it fluttered in the wind. Some of the lucky ones could even fly out the door.

When the lid of the black wooden coffin was opened, a foul smell hit the nose. Some people ignored the smell of decay emitted by the corpse and suppressed their primitive human reaction to carefully examine what was inside. They confirmed it again and again. If they were not sure, they would pull their companions over.

The chaotic voices gradually became unified.

"It's His Royal Highness Prince Li."

The wailing spread throughout the city, and soon everyone in the city knew the answer.

This information spread like the wind and reached Qin Zihe's ears at an unexpected speed. He couldn't believe it. Although he had already expected Su Ge to be dead, he still found it unbelievable when he really died. Are people really so fragile?

Or is he really that fragile?

Although it was uncertain, the news was still transmitted to Yongzhou as soon as possible.

Launch a fierce attack, causing chaos in the city, and there will always be an opportunity to take advantage of.

But it is equally important to confirm the authenticity of the news, so Yin Luo will not stop him this time.

The message is correct.

The city seemed to be crumbling due to internal and external troubles, but it finally received reinforcements. Without Sugo on the battlefield, no one had the time to grieve for him.

The war continued for another month and a half.

This war that lasted for half a year ended with Dongyuan's unilateral surrender. Having already lost two cities, ceding land and paying compensation were not the first choice. The only option left was to marry a princess to the emperor.

It took half a year to capture the two cities, and the two northwestern countries suffered a lot of losses. The marriage was just a cover for a ceasefire, and it was an unspoken agreement between the two parties.

But because of Su Ge, just like the brothers and sisters of ordinary people, all members of the royal family had to mourn for him for a year and a half, ordinary people mourned for half a month, and the whole country mourned for seven days. Su Ge's relics were taken back to the imperial city and placed in the imperial mausoleum. A cenotaph was built next to Su Chen's tomb, and he was worshipped by emperors from generation to generation.

Outside the window, the wind and snow were raging. The sharp north wind blew on my face, instantly cutting my skin. A hint of red quickly appeared on my chapped and blackened face. This hint of red could have stayed on my face forever, frozen forever, but it also brought a touch of color other than white to the pale world.

The shaky wooden windows seemed to be pulled down by the strong wind, making a loud crackling sound.

After the crunching sound of stepping on blood, traces were left behind, rows of footprints of varying depths, which were soon covered by the wind and snow again, and no trace could be seen.

Life is full of unknowns. Footprints can be sealed by heavy snow, but traces in the heart can be left consciously, and no one wants to forget the deepest mark in their heart for the time being.

In Dongyuan, no one will quickly choose to forget the person who brought peace to them, and no one will take the initiative to easily erase his existence.

After several days of drowsiness, the first ray of sunshine finally arrived, and the golden light gave the snow color.

In the extremely white world, a touch of colorful sunlight is so dazzling, making people full of hope for the future. The square box under the light seems no longer solemn, reminding people of that rebellious boy, that bright and flamboyant boy.

Their hero returned home and the timer officially began.

When the sunshine fades, people always think it has been taken back again. A brief period of hope is followed by a long period of depression.

Su Minyuan no longer wanders around because she knows her destination. She does not blame others. This is the responsibility she should bear as a princess.

The little boy no longer had that bright and warm smile. That incident had a great impact on him. He couldn't bear to see his uncle, whom he thought was a great man, fall down in front of him. It was not a decent way for him to do so.

There are always many people who are unwilling to believe that there are many more people looking for someone this year.

Sadness may be diluted by time, or it may accumulate over time.

When they couldn't find a breakthrough, they would expand the scope and diverge their thinking. Only then did people discover that Bo Qiu had disappeared since some time ago, as if he had disappeared with the demise of his master. If he wanted to leave one day, no one would care.

They may have overlooked that the reason the sunlight disperses is because it wants to illuminate the whole world. The light no longer belongs to someone alone, it is the light of all mankind.

Maybe it takes time for them to come to their senses, but the sun will always shine into everyone's heart, whether they admit it or not, the light is always there.

When the snow melts and the first green of spring appears, people think that life has finally arrived and winter seems like a cruel word.

But somewhere in the world, snow is also expected.

Expectation is a beautiful word that carries the hope given by mankind.

People gradually let go and accept things, and looking forward, they see hope.

Time is a passer-by. It has blown the warm breeze of spring, enjoyed the scorching sun of summer, and rejoiced in the harvest of the world. It has left its traces on all things in the world and has slipped away for a year and a half in an instant that cannot be captured.