a lifetime

Chapter 22

Blossoms (fortunately)

In the seventh year of Ziyuan, the winter solstice.Kirihara came to Okaran again, bringing the news of the North, Tezuka and Sanada's victory over Kitako, and also brought the fifth private letter written by Yukimura to Fuji.

As usual, the letter contained some courtly anecdotes.Finally, after Xingcun was closed in the early summer, the new Houqiu was pregnant with a dragon heir.In times of war, the hearts of the people are at ease.

Set up the ministers.

After looking at it for a long time, Bu Er finally took up the pen and wrote down the word "Congratulations", which was signed by Bu Er.

Nothing else.

When Yukimura received the letter, he was overjoyed for a long time, and he started to write. He wrote a lot, and put them all in the box. In the end, he only composed a piece of music for the zither, which was sent to Ganglan without waiting for Kirihara.

Since the farewell in early autumn two years ago, he has never seen Buer again. In the past two years, he has asked Qieyuan to bring his letters when he escorted the grain and grass. Wait, now that Buer is willing to answer his two words, it has exceeded his expectations, and he is naturally ecstatic.

It was the time of war, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, 600 million people, all belonged to him alone, why didn't he think hard and think about everything.In the palace of the imperial city, flowers are blooming all year round, so how can he have a little bit of free time, and even the slightest bit of rest.He is tireless day and night, but it does not mean that he is not tired, he is also tired, he is just an ordinary person after all.He is the son of heaven, but he is not the sky. He also needs warmth and comfort, friendship and encouragement.

What he has always insisted on is to return the world to peace and the people to be happy. He has always insisted on it, almost to the point of forgetting himself and himself.

However, when he suddenly saw those two words, which were so ordinary and unremarkable, yet so familiar and warm, he was suddenly shocked, as if he was alive again, with life.

He suddenly had hope again, as his Yukimura Seiichi, not Senryuki.

He put down the brush in his hand, gracefully walked out of the towering piles of notebooks and memorials, and walked out of the square hall.The bright sunlight was a bit dazzling, he closed his eyes subconsciously, tried to open them, but it was still dazzling, he simply closed them, feeling the strong warmth.

It took a long time to open it again, and what caught Zilan's eyes was the bright and gorgeous courtyard, the revived lushness and vitality of all things, flying butterflies and colorful birds, magnificent rockery and clear water, and red and yellow flowers. blooming.

He was suddenly as transparent as a mirror, and his heart was clear.

The corner of the mouth also naturally smiled, but that smile was more beautiful than the blooming flowers, and more moving than the lush greenery. The maid was stunned, and her heart seemed to be blooming.

Their lord seems to be back, and it seems to be even more exciting.

The man known as the Son of God, who stood between heaven and earth like a bright moon and was as gentle and refined, showed his beauty again at this moment.

He, Yukimura Seiichi, was more suitable for smiling.

Just like the person in his heart, they are the sons of heaven, the pride of heaven, and the favor of heaven. If they don't laugh, the world will lose a lot of color.

So nothing can defeat them, even if it is heaven or earth, natural disasters or wars, standing between them is the dawn of victory, guidance and yearning.

It's a pity that they missed and misunderstood by coincidence. There was life-and-death hatred and fate arrangement between them, which once made him powerless, but never made him give up.

He knows that he understands him, just as he knows that he understands him, he will tell the truth about his helplessness and opportunities, but he does not force him, so later on, he just waits slowly.This kind of waiting was long and lonely, and he became paralyzed and numb in this kind of waiting.

Fortunately, he did wait, just four words, congratulations, and the signature is the same.

It's enough.

Between them, they will always be friends.

He thought that if one day, he would be the first one to meet him, and they would talk all night long, making peace with each other.

He would tell him that in the years we didn't see each other, he had a good life, but he was missed very much.

He guessed that the man would smile brightly and gently, and reply warmly: "I miss Xiaoshi very much too."Then he will definitely not care about the dissatisfied gaze cast by the person next to him, he will also abduct him under the staring eyelids of that person, and then smile at that person triumphantly and provocatively, although he is sure that the person will eventually respond to that person. Who feels sorry for his shortcomings and turns around to make fun of himself, but he is sure that he will not mind and will not feel sad.

Who told him that in fact, he was a little more excited than him.

He, Yukimura Seiichi, is more moved by his feelings for Fujimura Shousuke than Fujimura Seiichi's affection for Yukimura Seiichi.

Just one point.He was convinced that the point was an accident.It's just that when he turned around, the man stood there, smiling softly at him.

His heart skipped a beat quietly, secretly, unpreparedly, and uncontrollably.So Easy.

It was only later that he made a wrong choice. In his pretended strong face that he turned a blind eye to that evil man again and again, he saw a different kind of affection, which was not the taste after all.

In fact, in the final analysis, he still lied to him. He said that he did it for the sake of the promise and for the people's last resort.

But in the end there is.So between them, they are just confidants from now on.

Well, enough.

How lucky to have a confidant in life.

What's more, it's lost and recovered.

On that day, Yukimura stood among the flowers for a long time, from the time of the sun to the night, he was dressed in a light-colored dragon robe embroidered with wandering dragons and seas, standing with his hands behind his back, like a god of heaven, no one dared to disturb him.

It wasn't until the evening wind picked up suddenly and the bright moon climbed up to the clouds that he turned his head and took a look. Under the moonlight, the hundred flowers added a sense of aloofness and aloofness. They looked so peaceful and moving, and he couldn't help being moved. His slender fingers swept , moved to the tip of the nose, took a deep sniff, but did not break any of them.

The corners of his mouth deepened, and finally he raised his head to glance at the pale crescent moon in the sky, turned around, and walked into the huge palace with carved dragon and jade pillars. After a long and loud bang, the door of the palace was slowly closed .

Like a ceremony.

The promise Yukimura Seiichi made that day seems to be coming true.He once met a girl with delicate features, and before that girl could grow up, she disappeared into his little embrace who hadn't grown up yet.In fact, the girl didn't know, even he didn't know, the little child and the girl disappeared together, in that boundless world.Years later, he was just doing what he thought was necessary, but necessary, but not his original intention.He had worked every step of the way to ascend to the throne, he had exhausted all his tricks and vowed to seize Emperor Wu, but all of this happened suddenly, and when chaos struck, he buried his head in the period again and devoted all his energy to thinking about it.

Fortunately, all efforts will be rewarded. The north has been decided, and the surrender of the northern states is only a matter of time.He has always believed that the sky can only change in an instant.

It's just that he never thought that he is like this, he still has himself, just Yukimura Seichi, or Koichi.The child who disappeared met a smiling, gentle man in another year. Between the words and smiles, they were like twins. It doesn't matter if you are lonely or you are ambitious and joyful.

He has never tried, or even thought, that fate still has such an arrangement, that there are such people in the vast world, they are so similar, as if there is no one else in the world.

What is better than someone who understands you better than yourself?

He thought he finally understood why Boya Ziqi threw the piano.

Outside the gate of the palace, among the flowers, he sat on the ground, and the melodious piano sound flowed between his fingers, like whispering like singing, and it seemed to coincide with the light shadow under the peach blossom tree thousands of miles away, just like the sky beyond the sky. sound.

A cry resounded through the sky, and then the palace people exclaimed: "My lord, the queen is born, a little princess, congratulations, my lord!"

He was overjoyed, put down the guqin, followed the palace man into the palace gate, and carefully took the little baby. The child was wrinkled, with curled fists and tightly closed eyes. , wrapped in the soft brocade seemed to be only the size of a palm, but the small mouth was opened wide, and the cry was loud, as if it had been released for a long time.

His hands trembled suddenly, and his eyes seemed to be fogged with mist. He was suddenly moved uncontrollably. Looking at the weak woman lying in the inner room, his heart was beating so quietly, a little hurt.He carefully held the baby close to the woman, smiled and kissed her forehead lightly, and put the baby in her wrist. He saw the crystal clear teardrops from the corners of the woman's eyes falling down like a line.

He kissed the woman comfortingly, kissed the baby, turned and walked out.

Outside the temple, some flowers withered and some flowers bloomed again, which is a kind of beauty of different kinds.Although they are different, it is undeniable that they are all equally brilliant and moving.

He picked one at random, put it in a private letter, and asked Qieyuan to pass it to Gang Lan's Buer, he thought Buer would be happy for him.

It's just that he didn't tell Buer that he decided to give his child a baby name.

It's called Xiaosuke, Xiaosuke.

He was in a good mood suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw the blue sky.

The author has something to say:

Ah, congratulations, Xiaosuke was born! (laugh)

It's really sad to say that it's about to end...

Forget it, the endless Xiaobai has the final say!

Haha!