Chapter 662 Finale: Flowers bloom on Moshang
There were seven or eight children under the promenade beside the flower pond. The oldest was eight or nine years old and the youngest was four or five. They were giggling and playing and chasing each other.
Gu Ya was worried and led the palace servants to guard the place.
Qingzhu looked over and sighed with a smile: "Princes and princesses, we are the only ones who can be so carefree."
The spring was bright, Liang Huan and Xiao Qianyi were sitting in the courtyard chatting.
After hearing what Qingzhu said, Liang Huan looked at the children playing and said with a smile: "People, if you don't take advantage of your youth and ignorance to go crazy and make trouble, wouldn't it be boring? What if you are as old as us? , no matter how crazy or noisy, it is disrespectful to the elderly.”
Xiao Qianyi also looked over: "Yeah, what's this? I think when I was their age, I was more naughty than them, and I did a lot of things like going to the house and unveiling the tiles."
Liang Huan couldn't help but joke: "If you didn't have the courage to go to the house to unveil the bricks when you were young, how could you become the number one female general of the Zhou Dynasty who doesn't give in to men?"
Xiao Qianyi snorted: "So what if she is the first female general? After all, she is not running errands for you, the Queen Mother?"
Liang Huan raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Who came to me in the first place and said that we are together? You can't just ask for it and don't want to pay. Besides, when have I ever wronged you? If it is true, you can just say it. Tell everyone to listen!”
"I -" Xiao Qianyi was speechless and waved her hands: "That's all. Anyway, as long as we quarrel, I will never defeat you. If you don't fight when you are young, why are you still fighting here when you are old?"
As she said this, she didn't know what she was thinking of, shaking her head and laughing non-stop.
Smiling, but also a little sad, he sighed softly: "I still clearly remember the first time we met. I always feel as if it happened yesterday. Who would have thought that so many years have passed? Alas, life has passed by Really..."
Recalling the past, Liang Huan's mind wandered: "At that time, I didn't expect that we would still be companions together when we grow old. I have watched them pass away one after another over the years. Fortunately, you are still here."
"It's good that you know," Xiao Qianyi hummed: "You should take good care of yourself quickly, otherwise if something happens, I will be the only one left. Who can I find to drink and reminisce about the past?"
Hearing this, the faces of Qingzhu and others changed slightly. Xiao Qianyi realized it later, and when she realized what she was doing, she was annoyed: "Look, I'm really confused!"
Liang Huan didn't mind at all and said with a smile: "Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal conditions of human beings. Just like the teacher, I never thought that Luo An's farewell would become his eternal farewell to me. I only regretted agreeing to let him travel that day. It wasn’t until I read the letter he wrote to me before his death that I felt relieved..."
Thinking of the slightly stooped old man with a white beard who carried a big medicine box in her memory, Xiao Qianyi sighed: "I have experienced the changes of the world and have the wisdom of the world."
Liang Huan nodded, if it weren't for Chen Dechun, many things might not be what they are today.
Xiao Qianyi said again: "Liang Huan, to be honest, besides the boss, the person I respect the most in this world is you. After the death of the late emperor, Luo'an City was surrounded by crises, and there were many people who were ready to take action, but you——
Alas, everyone saw your grief-stricken look that day. We almost thought you were going to get sick. Who would have thought that you would just stand up and take charge of the overall situation, rectify chaos, destroy Liang, and reform the old system... Yes Nothing was left behind.
If the courtiers were hesitant to wait and see at first, who would not be convinced in the end? Even Mr. Gongsun, who was prejudiced against you, was not willing to listen to you in the end? ”
Liang Huan pursed her lips and looked at her, disapprovingly: "Without you, I alone wouldn't be able to accomplish this."
Xiao Qianyi nodded repeatedly and laughed: "That's natural!"
At this moment, the laughing children suddenly got into an argument, and Liang Huan motioned Qingzhu to go over and take a look.
It was just a few words.
Liang Huan asked Gu Ya to lead them to the palace to rest and eat some fruits and snacks.
After seeing Mrs. Anjun off, Qingzhu turned back to the courtyard and saw Liang Huan had spread out the paper and was drawing on the table with a pen in hand.
She was surprised and stepped forward to persuade him.
"The Queen Mother is quite energetic. She has just spoken to Mrs. Anjun for such a long time. How can she do such a troublesome thing if she doesn't take a break now?"
The painter doesn't even look up.
"What kind of trouble is this? After lying down for so many days, I finally feel better. If I don't get up and move around, I'm afraid my body will become stiff if I lie down again."
Qingzhu couldn't resist, so he had to obey her.
A palace official came forward and presented him with decoction.
Seeing the Empress Dowager painting, the palace officials did not dare to interrupt.
Qingzhu glanced at it, took the medicine bowl from the palace man's hand, and stepped back before speaking.
"Queen Mother, it's time to take your medicine."
Liang Huan paused with the pen in his hand, looked up at the dark soup, shook his head and laughed at himself: "I didn't know how many medicines I prescribed to others in the past, but now it's my turn."
Qingzhu came up with medicine and comforted him: "People always have headaches and brain fever——"
She sighed lowly and said nothing more. She just brought the medicine bowl closer: "It's better to take it while it's hot. It won't be good when it cools down."
Liang Huan smiled lightly: "Okay."
Qingzhu lowered his eyes and sighed silently.
When she looked over again, Liang Huan had already finished the medicine, put the empty bowl aside and continued painting.
I don’t know how long it took, but the painter finally stopped.
Liang Huan looked at the portrait in front of her quietly and asked warmly: "Qingzhu, do you think it looks like it?"
Qingzhu took a closer look.
A handsome man with a wide robe and wide sleeves sits quietly in an elegant room, looking down at the orchids on the table beside him, and casually picks up an orchid leaf. His black hair blurs his sharp edges...
Qingzhu lowered his eyes and nodded gently: "It's very similar."
The ink had dried, and Liang Huan gently touched the figure in the painting with his finger: "I also feel like, after so many years, he has not changed at all, he is still the same as before, but I...well, I have changed a long time ago. If we meet again , he will definitely not recognize me.”
"How come, you are still the same as before."
Liang Huan smiled and said, "Both temples are completely white, how can they be the same? Our ancestors said that a man will die for his confidant, and a woman will look good for herself. He is gone, even if it is different, it doesn't matter. In fact, think about it , if he were here, maybe I would have to follow the example of the ancients and not dare to see him with his sick appearance. Otherwise, I would become like Empress Xuanmu, old and shabby, and rejected by others? "
Qingzhu disagreed: "You, where are you talking about? The late Emperor was not a person like Emperor Xuan of Jin."
Liang Huan smiled: "It's hard to say, but I can't say that I disliked him first."
Qingzhu looked at the eaves that blocked the sun and advised: "The wind outside is a bit cold, why don't you go back to the palace and rest?"
Seeing that Liang Huan did not object, Qingzhu helped Liang Huan go to the palace.
Not wanting to enter the inner hall, the little people who used to chatter like little birds surrounded the city, all of them shrank their heads and didn't say a word.
Liang Huan glanced at it and thought it was funny: "What's going on? So serious?"
"Queen Mother..." Gu Ya looked over with a troubled expression.
Someone said first: "Grandmother, the Fourth Emperor broke your jade butterfly."
"Jade Butterfly?"
After Liang Huan asked this question, someone over there fell to his knees.
"My grandma forgives me, my grandson didn't do it on purpose."
Qingzhu supported Liang Huan and took a closer look. They were chrysanthemums and butterflies.
A little girl in pink said firmly: "No, Brother Huang is lying. This butterfly is placed on the shelf, how could it fall for no reason?"
"I——"
"Who doesn't know that this is the imperial grandmother's favorite ornament? Since the fourth emperor brother has made a mistake, he must have the courage to admit it!"
Before Ander could finish his words, Hua Yin stood up and said, "No, my incense tassel fell off and was accidentally kicked to the back of the shelf by Sister Pingyang. Brother Sihuang accidentally hit the shelf while trying to pick up the incense tassel for me. Only then did I knock the jade butterfly down..."
Ender was reluctant: "Even so, it was indeed him who broke it!"
Several people argued endlessly.
"Okay, okay, stop fighting."
Liang Huan laughed and shook his head, asking Gu Ya to help the kneeling man up, and then said: "Yongliang was trying to help Ande, it was just an unintentional mistake."
Her eyes fell on the broken jade piece, and she smiled faintly: "If this ornament breaks, just break it. It will be safe every year."
Hearing this, Qingzhu asked people to sweep up all the broken jade to avoid accidentally hurting anyone.
Gu Ya saw the tiredness on Liang Huan's face and prepared to take everyone outside the palace.
"The Queen Mother."
Two chamberlains approached carrying a large wooden box.
Liang Huan pointed to the open space and said: "Just put it here."
The people who were blushing and thick-necked just now, now that they saw the old wooden box, they all gathered around curiously. "Grandma Imperial, what's in this head?"
"It's filled with many, many stories."
Liang Huan looked at them with a smile, took out a delicate key from the embroidery bag at his waist, and opened the lock on the large wooden box.
The moment the wooden lid is opened, it's like opening up the past that has been sealed for a long time.
"Story? Can you tell us about it?"
Whenever I hear a story, I always look into the box.
There are picture scrolls, money bags, exquisite and gorgeous step flowers, slightly rough silver hairpins, rolled-up medical manuscripts, and embroidered pouches and cloaks that are no longer brightly colored...
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Liang Huan looked at them one by one, stroked them gently, and said: "There are too many of these stories, and I can't finish them in a while. I will tell them to you in the future, okay?"
Qingzhu gave Gu Ya a look, and Gu Ya led everyone to the outer hall.
The main hall, which was noisy just now, became quiet again as the crowd left.
Qingzhu said: "Queen Mother, I will help you lie down for a while. Let's take a look at these things later."
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"Okay."
Liang Huan was indeed a little tired.
She nodded and let Qingzhu help her lie down on the couch.
Qingzhu helped Liang Huan open the quilt and gently covered her body.
Liang Huan glanced at Bai Yujue beside her pillow, closed her eyes, and sighed: "Qingzhu, I think I have not let them down over the years."
Qingzhu's nose felt sore and she almost shed tears.
Everyone knew that the Empress Dowager was tough-minded and always spoke the truth, and she did not care about any old feelings under her cold expression. However, they did not know that she had no selfish motives at all during the decades of exerting all her scheming and monopolizing power.
"After the death of the late emperor, it was all up to you to hold on, and you saved the day from danger many times. Now it's time to take a good rest."
Thinking of the emperor, Qingzhu felt comforted again: "The Lord is pure and filial. I always inform you of everything before making decisions. I never blame you for taking power. You don't know that you fainted this time and you were so anxious." My lord, I will stay here all night long to take care of you personally.”
Liang Wei pursed her lips and smiled: "Of course they are all very good people. Now, I have nothing to worry about."
There was no sound of conversation, and it was extremely quiet in the palace. The only thing that could be heard was the tinkling of wind chimes under the eaves outside the window, accompanied by the clear chirping of birds, like someone singing a piano song.
The sudden breeze in the courtyard blew over the table, blowing up the thin scroll, and finally floated to the ground.
While swaying, someone kept tapping and calling her.
"Wanwan, wake up quickly, we are here! It's time to get off the car!"
The urgent voice could not hide the love and helplessness.
It felt like the sun was falling on my face, making it warm.
Liang Huan raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then got up in confusion.
The wind blew up the curtains, and the sunlight streaming in through the window was a bit dazzling, causing her to squint slightly.
"Look at this kid, he was talking so enthusiastically just now that it made my head hurt. Now he is sleeping so deeply. Does he know that he is taking you out today? He was so excited that he couldn't sleep a wink all night last night?"
Liang Huan turned her head and couldn't help but widen her eyes. She looked at the kind-faced person in front of her with red circles.
"...Ah, Aweng?"
Liang Ao couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the dumbfounded person staring at him.
"What's wrong with this child? Is he sleepy? We are already a little late, but we can't delay it any longer."
"Aweng, is it really Aweng?" Liang Huan was confused and blinked hard, in disbelief: "What on earth is going on?"
Liang Ao said with a smile: "What's going on? You were the one who clamored to come to the green picking feast?"
"Green picking banquet?" Liang Huan was even more surprised.
Liang Ao added: "When the haircut ceremony is held at the end of the year, you will be a big girl, and you can't be like this anymore."
"Hairhair ceremony?"
Liang Huan looked at Liang Ao, then looked down at herself, completely unaware of what was happening.
When she bowed to her hair extensions, hadn't Aweng already been dead many years ago?
"Father, you doted on her too much."
While Liang Huan was in a daze, the sound of voices outside the carriage shocked her whole body.
"Father?"
"Since you're awake, why don't you come out quickly?"
Someone was urging outside the carriage through the curtain.
While talking, he had already opened the curtain and sighed: "That's all in the house. There are many people today. We will be at the banquet later. Don't cause trouble!"
It was Liang Qian who spoke.
As soon as Liang Ao stood up from his seat, Liang Huan grabbed his sleeve and felt sourness in his eyes.
"This...is this true?"
Liang Ao smiled and glanced at Liang Qian, then patted Liang Huan on the head: "Look at this child, is he asleep?"
Liang Qian also said: "But during such a journey, I actually had a dream. Come down and have some air, and you will wake up."
Liang Huan was led out of the carriage by Liang Ao.
Liang Huan looked over and saw that the sun was warm and the wind was gentle. There was Langyuan Qionglou surrounded by Surabaya, with green bamboo forests and red plum blossoms.
If not Shangnanyuan, where could it be?
Seeing the Grand Tutor's chariot, the people waiting in front of the door greeted him with smiles on their faces.
Liang Huan stared at Ah Weng and Ah Fu without blinking, staring blankly at them exchanging greetings with each other.
If this is really a dream, I wonder if Zhou's dream is Hu Dieyu, and Hu Dieyu's dream is Zhou Yu?
The soft and lazy spring breeze did not wake her up as expected, but made her dream deeper and more intense.
"Why are you still standing there? Let's go in!"
Aweng looked over and waved to her lovingly, and her father was also waiting for her with a smile.
Liang Huan responded softly, stepped forward, followed them into the garden, and walked deeper into the flowers and trees.
"婠婠."
Suddenly, a gentle voice called her from behind.
Liang Huan turned around.
The peach blossoms blown down by the spring breeze were flying in abundance, almost blinding her eyes.
Liang Han looked over carefully and saw someone standing quietly in the shadow of the flowers, reaching out to her.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Liang Huan closed his eyes and smiled, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.
Even if it is just a dream, she is willing to stay drunk forever.
After all, she had promised him that she would hold on to him until they met again.
Liang Huan held his hand.
She knew that this page that belonged to them could finally be turned over.
In the ninth year of Yanxing's reign, the Empress Dowager Liang passed away and was given the posthumous title of Wende. She was buried in Jingling Mausoleum together with Emperor Wucheng.
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