Part V, Chapter 8, A Letter from the First Young Master of Nine Nethers!
Whenever at this time, Ye Guhan's face is very complicated; he is melancholy, sentimental, lost, and... vaguely happy! His eyes are affectionate but persistent, painful and sweet; his mouth is always silent.
He muttered a name. Although there was no sound, the shape of his mouth was always the same two words...Xiuxiu...and there was a poem that Ye Guhan often muttered, which was the reason why he was seriously injured that day.
That poem I recited when I was about to die.
I don’t regret the deep love in this life, I am willing to wander alone; I always hate the couple only in my dreams, I would rather let the sky than let you down!
However, Ye Guhan changed another sentence, and the last two sentences became: "If the destiny is not fulfilled in the next life, I would rather lose to the heaven than to you!" This changed sentence is the sublimation of Ye Guhan's soul. No more
Hate, but put hope in the next life... the next life... This can be regarded as a beautiful wish... Two people, separated by a wall, seem to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, heaven and earth!
It seems that this wall is an eternal and huge gap that can never be crossed... If the destiny is not fulfilled in the next life, I would rather lose to the sky than to you... Xiuxiu, these two songs are from the time when we were together.
, your favorite, now, I finally heard it again... Ye Guhan burst into tears... "Uncle Ye, I never knew that my mother could still play music with the flute, and she could play it so well...
..." Princess Lingmeng held her fragrant cheeks, her eyes a little misty: "This is also the first time for me to hear my mother play the flute."
"You said this is the first time you heard your mother play music?" The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Ye Guhan was shocked, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes suddenly lit up. The brilliance in his eyes was unexpectedly...
It’s strangely satisfying!
"Yes, since I was born, my mother has never seen her play any musical instrument, and she rarely listens to music. I thought my mother didn't like music... Today, I was really surprised." Princess Lingmeng said innocently.
Ye Guhan smiled from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, he was already satisfied and would not do anything else he asked for.
I played "Listen to the Wind with You" when I arrived, and "Tears of the End of the World" when I left... Xiuxiu, thank you!
It turns out that I have the most beautiful thing in this world after all...that is your affection...Thank you!
It turns out that I have already received the reward I longed for, and all the efforts have been worth it!
I am already satisfied, really satisfied... Ye Guhan leaned against the flower tree with his back against the flower tree, with fallen leaves flying in the air and colorful fallen flowers on his head. At that moment, his demeanor suddenly became strangely tranquil and peaceful...
...It was also from this day on that Ye Guhan, who had lost all his cultivation and became a useless person, never looked lonely, hysterical, or crazy anymore... Even though the pain was unbearable,
He never moaned again, because at that moment, Ye Guhan finally knew clearly that my long-term efforts were worth it after all... I am no longer lonely, no longer lonely,
No longer lonely, no regrets, no regrets... Just because I have you in this world... Days will pass day by day, and news from Tiannan will continue to come. From that day on, His Majesty the Emperor will often
I came to Jun Zhantian to sit down and talk about old friendships. As a result, the Jun family became more lively, and naturally, the guards became extra strict.
Every time His Majesty the Emperor comes, he sometimes hears the faint sound of the flute. Whenever this happens, His Majesty the Emperor always sighs, eyes blurred, and sits quietly, sipping tea, listening to the wind...even
, there was actually such a sense of guilt, and a trace of nostalgia slipped through his eyes... Entangled grudges, the world is impermanent... Just when major families began to set off inevitable internal strife, Mr. Jun stroked his beard, with an indifferent expression on his face,
I watched one good show after another with a smile, and I felt so happy!
Mr. Jun was only in high spirits, even when watching his favorite drama. Seeing all the old friends and opponents being so angry that their hands and feet were cold, Mr. Jun Zhantian looked indifferent on the face, but he was extremely gloating in his heart.
Damn it, you old guys were always laughing at my grandson some time ago, now you all have to suffer, right?
So Mr. Jun is really happy. He originally decided not to go to court anymore, but now he hangs around the court hall every day. Almost everyone in the hall is frowning, but the old man’s hearty and cheerful laughter has almost never stopped. As for the sarcasm and teasing
He came here casually, which made a group of old men feel full of hatred when they saw Jun Zhantian gloating about his misfortune, but they really couldn't take advantage of this old man. Who would let their descendants worry...
Even that time, when Mr. Jun saw Murong Fengyun, the old man of the Murong family, with his nose and eyes squinting in anger, he said something sarcastic - "Old Murong, why are you, an old thief, so angry? What are you doing?
It's so annoying! It's a good phenomenon that all the direct descendants are vying for the position of the head of the family. What's that called? By the way, it's called Liangxuan! Well, it shows the prosperity of the Murong family."
"This further shows that they are very motivated. Well, they all have an enterprising and fighting spirit. If you ask me, you old bastard should be happy... I really envy you. Look at me, now
At such a long age, I am still struggling to support the Jun family. How tiring it is. If it is unintentional or Mo Xie wants to usurp my position, I will definitely support it with both hands and feet! I am just thinking about it now, how can they still do it?
If they don’t come to usurp my throne, they should come to usurp it quickly so that I can retreat and have a rest... Look at you, look at you... What does that look like? A person who is about to be in a coffin is still so obsessed with family power.
If you don’t let go, you should also give young people a chance, don’t be so dismissive..."
Such strange words made the old man Murong tremble with anger, his eyes were straight, his hands and feet were cold, and even the white beard under his chin was trembling as if he was dancing: "Old man Jun! Are you really fucking standing up and talking?
If you don’t have back pain, what else do you know besides watching the show with schadenfreude? Your Jun family only has one fucking hair, so there’s no competition, but I have more than thirty hairs here! Why don’t you give it a try?”
"Hahaha... Old man Murong, you have quite a lot of hair. You actually have more than thirty hairs. I admire you..." Jun Zhantian laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows. He was overjoyed: "Old man Murong, didn't you always have hair before?
You're so happy to have a grandson to show off to me? Do you still remember what you said the year before last? You old bastard said in front of all the big guys: My family is really prosperous, my family is so prosperous.
Thirty-three guns for my grandson..."
Jun Zhantian let out a sigh and said: "Are you being troubled by your thirty-three guns now? You deserve it! Damn! I see that all of your thirty-three guns have silver-like wax tips.
It’s beautiful but useless!”
Mr. Jun looked at all the old men, and pointed at them one by one, laughing loudly: "You, and you, you, you, you, hey, you were all bragging about your family's ability to reproduce your offspring in front of me, one by one.
Every time she gives birth to a child, she goes to me to ask for wedding money, and after asking for the wedding money, she still has to say something sarcastic to me... How are you doing now? What? Are they all gone? Are they all withered? Why don't you show off!
Hahaha... It really makes me feel happy. My grandson only has one gun, and one gun is better than ten, or better than a hundred, haha..."
Mr. Jun, who was so proud that he sang a big opera, aroused public outrage. Seven or eight white-bearded old men rushed up with red eyes, almost attacking in a group. The old man laughed loudly and ran away.
Although I ran away, I finally let go of the suffocation I had been holding in for decades, feeling comfortable and happy!
But Mr. Jun was happy too early!
Extreme happiness is always accompanied by sadness!
In the violent storm that followed, he never expected, nor even in his wildest dreams, that his good grandson, whom he was so proud of just now, would be shot by him with "one shot".
Such a huge hole!
Mr. Jun was so proud of the spring breeze that he returned home humming a little tune. What greeted him was a letter from a flying eagle. After opening it, the old man's smile was completely frozen on his face before it could fade away, and his mouth suddenly opened wide.
, like a catfish on the verge of dying of thirst!
"My dear mother! How could this happen?" Mr. Jun said these words after a while, his eyes were as big as bells, he sat down, and the red sandalwood chair was smashed to pieces.
He actually squatted on his buttocks and sat on the ground, but he still seemed unaware.
"My dear grandson, you are simply a life-threatening ancestor. You have to wait half a year for this kind of thing, even if it happens again in two or three months, why do you have to do it at such a critical time... now?
Grandpa is going to be laughed at by those old guys... Where can I put my old face... I just offended all those old guys, completely offended them..."
Mr. Jun was a little shocked. He called his mother and grandson. He was really excited! However, the old man is still worried about losing face in front of his old friends... He can be considered a neurotic... "Master...
...What's wrong with you? Could it be that...something happened to the third general and the young master? Didn't we just receive the news that they had safely passed the customs and were about to return?" Old Pang was startled and hurriedly came over to save him.
Helped him up.
"What happened?... Something big happened!" Mr. Jun stood up tremblingly, sighed, and suddenly shouted: "It's so ridiculous!" He raised his hand and smashed the table in front of him to pieces!
"Ah?" Lao Pang's expression changed, and then a murderous aura emerged from his body. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Did... the third general and the young master... really have another accident?"
Jun Zhantian slowly stood up straight. After the initial shock, the old man gradually regained his usual composure, his face calmed down, and he walked slowly with a frown on his face.
Finally, he sighed softly and said, "You will understand after you look at this." He handed over the information in his hand.
When Lao Pang took it and took a look, he immediately screamed. His eyes opened wider and wider, and his mouth opened wider and wider. Suddenly there was a snap and a cry of pain, and his jaw actually dislocated... Such an unbelievable thing has happened since ancient times.
This is unheard of and unseen!
It was so unimaginable. Lao Pang hurriedly put his chin up, and while gasping for breath in pain, he suddenly couldn't stop laughing... It was really funny!
The incident was so funny that the old butler actually forgot about the upcoming trouble...