who has seen the wind

After Qian Yanqian became an adult, she married Chu Zhaoge.

A year later, Chu Zhaoge gave birth to a son named Qianmeng.

Ten years later, Qian Yanqian succeeded to the throne and became Emperor Daxiang.

And the emperor's greatest joy in his first year was to amuse his own children.

Generally, the elders are happy when they see a well-behaved child, but they feel a headache when they see a naughty child.But the emperor's father was a little unusual.

Qian Meng climbed up the high wall to pick flowers, and the emperor's father stood there straight, holding up his arms persistently, ready to catch Qian Meng at any time.If Qianmeng fell accidentally, the emperor's father would quickly pick it up and said with a smile: "A child fell from the sky, I caught it, it's mine!"

Qian Meng plucked lotus pods and fell into the pond, drenched all over, frightened and ran towards the room, but bumped into the emperor, bowed his head and waited for the scolding.Unexpectedly, the emperor's father touched Qianmeng's head and said: "Go and change clothes first, don't catch a cold."By the way, can I call Daddy next time I pick the lotus pods?

Qian Meng fought with Chu Xiao, Qian Meng's head was broken and blood flowed, Chu Xiao's nose was bruised and his face was swollen.The two little overlords with sullen faces brought their elders to confront each other, hoping that their father would vent their anger on them.

The emperor's father: Lingyu, my Meng'er is so good at fighting, why don't you put him in your army and let him fight hard enough?

General Chu: Your Majesty, my little Xiao doesn't know the rules, why don't you put him in the palace and learn the rules for two years?

The emperor's father and General Chu laughed and drank happily, leaving two children crying loudly.

In fact, generally speaking, Qianmeng thinks that her father is pretty good.

The emperor was sitting at the desk correcting the memorial, Qian Mengyi got low, slipped under the emperor's arms, and curled up limply in the emperor's arms.

The emperor put down his pen and couldn't help laughing and said, "How old is it, I still look like a child."

Qian Meng said: "Ten years old, am I just a smart and cute kid?"

"Okay, smart and cute kid, have you finished the homework assigned by the Taifu?"

Qian Meng's face collapsed immediately, and he shook the emperor's arm in a fawning manner, and said pitifully, "Father~"

The emperor had no choice but to teach Qianmeng the homework for an hour.

Qian Meng lay on the table practicing calligraphy until her hands were covered with ink, she scratched her face, and became a naive little cat.

The emperor couldn't help laughing, and wiped the little cat's face, but it couldn't be wiped clean even if it turned red, and it smudged instead, and said, "Remember to wash your face later."

"Father, my son has always had a problem." Qian Meng put down her pen, leaned into the emperor's arms, and looked at the emperor's chin with her big black eyes.

"Ok?"

"Father, do you like my son?"

"I like it, I like it the most." The emperor's voice was soft and soft.

"But," Qian Meng frowned, turned around, looked straight into the emperor's eyes, and herself in those gentle and bright eyes, and said slowly, "But I feel that you don't like Me. But through me, liking another person."

"Children are talking nonsense." The emperor wanted to pinch Qian Meng's little face, but Qian Meng held his hand.

"My son is serious. Maybe the person my father likes is naughty, so my father indulges my naughtiness. Father, you have regrets, so you will indulge my son in every possible way." Qian Meng held the emperor's face and stared at him closely. Looking at those eyes, full of sadness, "Because when you look at me, your eyes are not liking, but nostalgia."

The emperor was stunned.

"Who are you missing?" Qian Meng hugged the emperor's waist, put her face on the emperor's chest, tears rolled down silently, "You have a mother, a son, you own the world, who do you still miss?"

The emperor couldn't help asking himself who he was missing.A snow-colored corner of the clothes couldn't help jumping out in my mind.The crowd is surging, the flowers are fragrant and the birds are singing, the gently raised corners of the lips are blooming with beautiful red roses, and the eager eyes are rippling a pool of peach blossom spring water.

The emperor found the answer: it was the boy in white who met but missed.

This answer made the emperor ashamed, but it was only a one-time relationship, so why miss it so far?

The emperor softly coaxed Qian Meng a few words, but Qian Meng cried so hard that his heart broke.The emperor couldn't help thinking: Will that young man in white cry like a child when he looks bright and flamboyant?

The emperor led the red-eyed Qianmeng to the courtyard, where the flowers were fragrant and the scenery was quite beautiful.

"Your uncle Lingyu used to roll around in the garden when he was a child." The emperor recalled the past, and couldn't help pulling the corners of his mouth, "Time flies so fast, that kid who caught crickets has now become a great general in charge. "

"Father, is Uncle Lingyu your good friend?"

"nature."

"So, are you best friends?"

"nature."

Answered neatly.

No one was able to get along day and night with the emperor for half his life.Like the twin lotuses that grow together, one withers and the other withers.

The emperor caressed the petals lightly, and saw the white stones looming under the thick leaves, round and transparent.The emperor picked up a stone from the flowers and leaves. It was a piece of jade that was cold to the touch.

Qian Meng stared at the piece of jade closely, blinked, two lines of hot tears rolled down her eyes, and sobbed, "Father, will you always remember your son?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are my only child, how can you not remember?" The emperor chuckled lightly, and wanted to throw the piece of jade into the flower pot, but saw the handwriting drawn on the jade.

The emperor brushed off the dust suspiciously, and when he saw the handwriting, he suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard, his chest was congested, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The emperor staggered and fell to the ground, his eyes gradually blurred, and he could only see Qianmeng dimly.The child cried and asked, "Although it's just a dream, please remember me forever."

The emperor turned into flying dust and disappeared.

The jade fell to the ground and rolled twice, only to see eight small characters engraved on it: I wish Xie Wei is safe forever.

An overwhelming despair swept across the world. Qionglouyuyu, bustling city-states, ancient forests and ancient trees, and crowds of people all turned into light smoke and dissipated.

The world was silent, and in the white mist, a small light purple flower quietly withered.