Chapter 4717 Southern Dynasties
“Which dynasty was there before the Moon Kingdom?” Yang Ruoqing asked.
"Southern Dynasty!"
"Southern Kingdom!"
Luo Fengtang and Zuo Junmo almost blurted out.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the two of them and suddenly realized that she looked like a fool.
"Let Brother Zuo answer your questions." Luo Fengtang smiled faintly, picked up the tea bowl in front of him and drank tea.
Considering that he had said so many words in one breath before, there must have been smoke coming out of his throat, so Yang Ruoqing turned her questioning eyes to Zuo Junmo.
"Brother Zuo, tell me about the Southern Dynasties!" she said.
This is the second time I heard the word Nanchao, but I still feel my heart beating faster.
Why?
Because of the Moye sword on her waist!
This sword was obtained by her, Luo Fengtang, Tuoba Ling, and Qi Xingyun from the underground tomb behind Sishan Col many years ago.
The owner of that underground palace, according to the description on the mural, should be a female emperor from the Southern Dynasties. The Moye Sword was buried with her, lying next to her body, holding it in her hand.
What frightened Yang Ruoqing was not only the recognition of Mo Xiejian's master, nor the fact that the Empress' body had not decayed after hundreds of years, but the Empress' face that looked exactly like hers!
Zuo Junmo's gentle voice slowly sounded, bringing Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back to reality.
"The Southern Dynasties, to me, is a very distant existence. There are too few records about the Southern Dynasties, almost just a few words."
"I was handed down from our Mohist ancestors. I saw a few records in an ancient book. It is said that the Southern Dynasty was the ruler of this continent two hundred years ago! "
"At that time, there was only one big Eastern country standing on this continent, and it was the Southern Dynasty that unified the world."
"It is said that the Southern Dynasty experienced several generations of emperors, and each generation worked hard and worked hard to govern. The Southern Dynasty was a prosperous age. Across the country from north to south, from east to west, people worshiped from all directions, and congratulations came from all directions. The prosperity at that time was far beyond our imagination. ”
"But later, at the end of the dynasty, the country's fortunes declined. No one could continue to be glorious, not even the dynasty. It is said that the last emperor of the Southern Dynasty was immoral and incompetent, and the world was in chaos. Fire and rain fell from the sky, famine spread, plagues were rampant, and the world was in chaos. ,later The heroes divided the country into many small countries. "
"Even if these small countries experience another hundred years of melee, it will only be the rise of the Liao Dynasty and the Qi Dynasty, with Yanmen Pass as the boundary, dividing the north and the south. "
"The Liao Dynasty and the Qi Dynasty are more prosperous After all, the glory is not as good as that of the illustrious Southern Dynasty, which unified the world at that time. It is a pity that the river has gone eastward, and the sea has changed!"
I don’t know if it is the tone of Zuo Junmo’s words that has the power to charm people, or it is the decline of the Southern Dynasty! This thing itself brings people The melancholy, an inexplicable sadness quietly came to Yang Ruoqing's heart...
"It's just a long-lasting thing, and it has nothing to do with us. Qing'er, why are you...crying? ?" Zuo Junmo looked at her in surprise.
Luo Fengtang also noticed it. He calmly raised his hand and gently held Yang Ruoqing's hand, with relief in his eyes.
Zuo Junmo was even more puzzled when he saw the reactions of the two couples.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and raised her hand to wipe the moisture from the corner of her eyes: "I'm just a little sorry. Maybe the moonlight tonight is too beautiful, which makes me a little... sad for spring and sad for autumn, haha, it made Brother Zuo laugh. ”
Zuo Junmo smiled and shook his head.
The wind suddenly picked up, and Yang Ruoqing felt a slight coolness on her shoulders. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her shoulders.
"It's getting late, Brother Zuo, let's stop talking tonight!"
Luo Fengtang suddenly stood up and said. Yang Ruoqing also stood up immediately.
Zuo Junmo nodded: "That's fine. We have to leave early tomorrow morning. It's time to rest early. You go back to the house first. I'll tell my servants to come over and clear the table before going back."
When the couple nodded and turned to leave, Luo Fengtang put his arms around Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and covered her slightly cold shoulders with his big warm palms.
This movement was done with familiarity and naturalness.
Behind him, Zuo Junmo's pupils shrank slightly, and he shifted his gaze to the bright moon in the sky...
Back in the house, Luo Fengtang took off his cloak and put it on Yang Ruoqing's shoulders. Then he poured her a bowl of hot water: "It will keep you warm in your hand."
Yang Ruoqing took the bowl, her hands were warm and her heart was warm.
There is a tacit understanding that does not need to be stated. With a small move from you, the other party can see your situation. This is called tacit understanding.
"Tangyaozi, why do you know so much about the Southern Dynasties?" Yang Ruoqing took a sip of hot water and asked curiously.
Luo Fengtang smiled faintly and said: "Actually, I just know about the existence of the Southern Dynasty. It was so long ago that there are very few records about that dynasty."
"Stop lying, you are not suitable for lying. , especially in front of me." Yang Ruoqing raised her finger and pointed at her eyes, smiling.
"You used to be only interested in military matters. Let me guess, the reason why you pay attention to the Southern Dynasties is because of me, right?" She asked again.
Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment and fell silent.
This is the default.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and continued: "Actually, there are many things in this world where people look alike. I take this matter to heart myself, and you don't have to think too much about it. But an empress who has been dead for hundreds of years, I am your Qing'er with flesh and blood!"
Luo Fengtang suddenly came to her, leaned down and looked at her deeply.
"The world is full of wonders, Qing'er, I remember you told me the secrets of your body and soul." He whispered, his eyes full of worry.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned.
Yes, last time in the temple in Tianhai County, she completely opened her heart to him and revealed the secret that she had kept in her heart for fourteen years, that is, she came from another time and space...
"Qing'er Do you know? Ever since I learned your secret, I have been both surprised and scared."
Luo Fengtang gently held her shoulders and looked deeply into her heart.
“Sometimes I am afraid that you will suddenly be recalled and suddenly disappear. Even if I hold heavy troops and turn the world upside down, I still can’t find you. I’m afraid. It's this..."
His brows were knitted together, and his face was a little pale.
Even on a bloody battlefield, even with outnumbered enemies and his life hanging by a thread, he had never felt so panicked and helpless, but at this moment, it was so clearly engraved on his face and in her eyes.
Yang Ruoqing felt a pain in her heart and quickly put down the tea bowl in her hand, reaching out to hold his face.
"Tangyazi, don't panic. Now that I'm here, no matter what the reason is, I won't leave. Look, I've already given birth to your child. !" She smiled and winked at him.
Luo Fengtang looked at her and murmured: "I'm still afraid, I'm afraid that you suddenly disappear, I'm afraid that I can't find you..."
"What a fool, if I want I have been recalled, I have been recalled a long time ago, how can God tolerate me giving birth to children and reproducing offspring here, don’t you think so?" Yang Ruoqing continued to coax, but she was actually unsure of herself.
(End of this chapter)