After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

South house.

Nan Baoyi deliberately picked a pear-white upper sleeve, and another white beaded flower on the sideburns.

She knelt down on the mat and tied a strip of white cloth to A weak bun.

The little guy looked at the bronze mirror and was a little troubled: "Aniang, the maid in the yard said that you should wear a festive dress during the first month, but why do you want to tie me a white cloth strip?"

Nan Baoyi kissed his white and tender cheek: "Because a very important person has left Ahqiu, Ahqiu has to wear plain clothes to show his grief.'Every mourning must have clothes, so it is decorated for the pain.' This is the reason."

The little guy touched the white cloth strip, and nodded ignorantly: "A weak note."

Take a carriage out of Chang'an and follow the official road all the way to Xixiuling of Lishan.

Xiao Yi helped Nan Baoyi get out of the carriage, and then took Ah Qian down.

In front of the tomb, plum petals bloomed like a sea of ​​fragrant snow.

Nan Baoyi placed a sumptuous meal and wine in front of the tombstone, and led Ah Wei to solemnly worship Xiao Zizhong and Wen Zhining.

"Nantah!"

There was a soft cry not far away.

Nan Baoyi looked back.

Headed by Mr. Pei’s Dalang, the group of noble children who had gathered together in the drunken flowery shade of Shangyuan night came in a carriage.

Zhou Jiada Lang said warmly: "How can we be absent from worshipping this kind of thing? Back then, Zizhong and I entered the Imperial College together and had a classmate friendship. I should come to see you off for the last trip!"

In today's world, people believe that the seventh day after death is the day to return to the soul and return home.

Therefore, relatives and friends will send the dead one last time on this day.

Ning Wanzhou’s eldest sister, Ning Yu, had red and moist eye circles: “Sister Zhining, I didn’t take good care of her before she was alive. I’m sorry to sister Wen Tong, and I feel very guilty. For the last trip today, I will definitely come to see her ."

Nan Baoyi looked at them, and somehow suddenly felt a soft warmth in his heart.

The petals of the plum blossomed, gently falling on the wine and vegetables.

The crowd stood in front of the tomb, pouring out the wine in their cups silently, in honor of their dead friends.

After the worship, Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Yi.

The man was looking at the beacon tower not far away.

She said: "Second brother, do you want to go up and have a look?"

"Since I returned to Chang'an, I haven't admired the mountains and rivers of the Xiao family." Xiao Yi's expression was indifferent. "Suddenly I want to see the mountains and rivers that Huang brother and Zizhong have seen.

——As long as the loyal minister of the Xiao family, please go out with the lone!

When the son was dead, the shouting words still echoed in his ears.

Unfortunately, none of the local family princes responded.

Xiao Yi wanted to see the mountains and rivers outside the beacon tower.

I want to see if the so-called Dayong Jiangshan is still his Xiao family.

Pei Ziqi and others also wanted to climb the beacon tower again.

So a group of young men and women joined hands on the beacon tower.

The mountain road and steps are very steep.

After about an hour, everyone finally boarded the beacon tower.

Nan Baoyi is already sweating.

She lifted her sleeves and wiped her sweat.

The oncoming wind brings the cold of early spring.

Looking around, the majestic and majestic ancient city of Chang'an in the distance, the official roads extending in all directions to the end of the sky, the imperial imperial city is as prosperous as possible.

At the end of the sky, there are undulating mountains and rivers, and towns and cities can be seen at the intersections.

A few white cranes soared east along the river like a jade belt, and there were more geese in groups, migrating to their homeland from the north.

The sky is far away.

Everything is so vast...

Nan Baozhu shocked: "I have never seen such a magnificent beautiful country! Standing here, it seems that even breathing is relaxed, the whole person is like being opened, even the heart has become inexplicably generous and kind... "

Zhuzhu described it aptly.

Nan Baoyi thought and said softly: "I don't know how the crown prince and sister-in-law were when they boarded the beacon tower?"

Pei Ziqi and others were stunned.

In my mind, one picture after another emerged.

The autumn colors are already thick.

When they boarded the beacon for the first time, they were sweaty and tired.

But when they saw the magnificent sunset, they became excited again, and felt that the trip was very worthwhile.

The mountains and rivers are magnificent, and they can't help expressing their opinions and talking about their ambitions.

Some say that the beauty of Xiangche has swaggered through the market, some say that they are drunk and never wake up in the bamboo forest, and some who are determined to write a book and say that their name will last forever, and are willing to join the business world and do business.

They giggled and joked with each other.

When they had finished speaking, Wen Tong smiled and looked at Xiao Ning: "What is your Royal Highness's ambition?"

That gentle and jade prince, with high crown and big sleeves, has picturesque eyebrows.

He stood on the beacon tower with his hands in his hands, overlooking the country: "Lonely wish that the king will rule the world."

Everyone was stunned.

Realizing that he was not joking, the relaxed atmosphere just disappeared suddenly.

"The king is over the world" is very rebellious!

Wen Tong worried: "Your Highness——"

Xiao Ning resolutely said: "I want to change the doomed court, I want to create a common prosperity that belongs to the family and the poor, I want to make the great unity that the saints say can be reproduced in the world. Can you give up each other's ambitions and assist in the loneliness? Left and right, the heaviest tool for a generation of nations?

The young crown prince extended an inviting hand to them.

That evening, the mountains and rivers were solemn, and the long wind passing through the border also became infected with the youth's blood.

When everyone was shocked and speechless, Xiao Zizhong took the lead to stand up.

The red-clothed boy was cynical, leaning against the city wall, slapped his chest and smiled: "Brother Emperor, from now on, my life will be yours. As long as you speak, I will die! You can’t get used to that court, Let's overthrow it! I, Xiao Zi, are willing to be a **** and send you straight to the sky, and the king will rule the world!"

The phrase "Go straight to the blue clouds, and the king over the world" ignited the blood of young people.

In that autumn evening, the young monarchs and ministers reached a life-and-death agreement on the beacon...

"The king is over the world."

Xiao Yipin looked down at the distant Chang'an City with a deep expression on his face.

Pei Ziqi wakes up from his memories.

He raised his head and stared at Xiao Yi's back.

The second prince, who grew up in Jinguan City, is a tall man who hunts in Xuanyi.

In a trance, he and the crown prince are two or three minutes like...

Suddenly he knelt down, shaking his sleeves and arching his hands: "Pei Ziqi, I would like to be loyal to the Xiao family and be a loyal minister of the Xiao family!"

The others looked at each other, their eyes flashing with excitement.

They followed suit and fell to the ground.

"Zhou Tingsheng, I would like to be loyal to the Xiao family and be a loyal minister of the Xiao family!"

"..."

Plum petals are like snow hail, blowing across the distant green mountains and green waters.

Spring is late.

A weak played with his little hands and couldn't understand what the adults were saying.

He suddenly saw a tender yellow winter jasmine growing in the cracks in the bricks of the city wall.

He pouted and squatted down, carefully plucking the tender flowers.

He held the flowers and carefully aimed at the little lady Pei.

She stayed by Pei's Dalangjun's legs, holding her brother's sleeve, her white face was very serious, and she was listening to the adults.

He walked over and put the winter jasmine hairpin on Little Lady Pei's hair.

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