In Hebei in May, the rainy season has not yet arrived. But today, there are thick clouds and mist in the sky that cannot be dispersed. In the far horizon, strong winds carried dark clouds, as if they were about to uproot the city. Only a loud thunder was heard flying from the clouds, and then the thunder rolled, like heavenly soldiers and generals, sounding gold and beating drums.
Soon after the thunder, a heavy rain fell from the sky. The sound of rain was as intense as a drum. The raindrops were thick and fast, and the entire city was like a golden bottle, filled with rainwater and almost overflowing.
May is the time for harvesting and sowing, and people are doubly busy. Many people secretly lamented that it was lucky that such heavy rain came half a month late, otherwise the entire farming work would have been ruined.
It¡¯s a troubled time, the emperor has just passed away, and even God is not stable.
The wind and rain are like darkness, and the people in the city are filled with sorrow.
The second day after Huang Mingyuan fell, the people serving him became his wives, concubines, and children. Lu Zhen, who had been accompanying him before, had quietly left. At this time, being able to monopolize Huang Mingyuan for half a day was already a luxury. Any more would become greed.
Huang Mingyuan knew what she was thinking and didn't say much.
Since he rescued Lu Zhen on the grassland, she has been with him for seventeen years. In seventeen years, they have experienced countless life and death, and the relationship between the two parties has long surpassed love. Huang Mingyuan didn't even know what kind of feelings he had for Lu Zhen.
People are like a bearing, always moving and cannot stop. Because once the way forward is delayed by something else, you will automatically fall into a kind of reminiscence.
In the past two days, while Huang Mingyuan was recuperating, he kept thinking about his past.
So many years have passed, and all the things in the previous life have long been forgotten. In fact, he still doesn't expect anything from his previous life to help him.
The present and history are already two completely new worlds.
Huang Mingyuan once came from history, has been following history, relying on history, but now he has finally reached the end of history. The road ahead, every step you take, is making history.
Looking at the misty rain outside the window, looking at thousands of snow-covered mountains in the distance, already separated by the sea and the mountains.
The eldest father, Yang Jian, Yang Guang, Yang Zhao, Gao Jun, Yang Su, Zhang Heng, Princess Leping, Liu Qionghua, Yuwenshu, Yu Juluo, Changsun Sheng, Yang Jian, Li Jun, Li Min, Yang Xuangan, Dugu Lan, Zhang Xu Tuo, Niu Hong, Zhou Luohu, Yu Shiji, Pei Yun, Qimin Khan, Shibi Khan, Bujia Khan, Tongluo Xieye, Qu Guleng, Murong Fuyun, Yuan Taizuo Those important characters who had appeared in his life had all gone with the wind and disappeared from his life.
And I don¡¯t know how many people are still alive who can accompany me on this journey.
The rain and rustle outside the window are as poetic as picturesque, and the word "melancholy" is written in every frame.
Huang Mingyuan shook his head, not daring to think any more.
¡°Father, it¡¯s time to take medicine!¡±
At this time, Hao Hao came to Huang Mingyuan with a bowl of fried medicine.
After Lu Zhen left, Huang Mingyuan took good care of everything in his daily life. Qi Qi couldn't get away from taking care of the family affairs. As for other people, there weren't many who could take care of others.
Huang Mingyuan has already set a wedding date for the end of next year. She will be sixteen next year, and in this day and age, she won't be able to put it off any longer.
After marrying someone, it has become the wife of others. She cannot be as free as she was when she was a daughter. Therefore, Huang Mingyuan cherished the time of this daughter at home and fell in love with her daughter.
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Huang Mingyuan picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
¡°It¡¯s so bitter!¡±
Huang Mingyuan groaned in pain due to the medicine, and had endless aftertaste.
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"No one is afraid of suffering. When I was a child, I always hid the medicine secretly and pretended to take it. I was afraid of suffering."
Huang Mingyuan looked at his daughter with a smile, as if he was thinking of the past.
Of course these are all things in the past life. Now as time goes by, what I can recall is not the professional historical knowledge, but the sporadic old times when I was a child.
Hao Hao said with some embarrassment: "I am also afraid of suffering, so sometimes I secretly throw away the medicine!"
Huang Mingyuan looked at his daughter, his face suddenly collapsed, and he said in a suppressed voice: "Okay, let me catch you. I said that every time you get sick, why do you always feel bad? It turns out that you secretly pour medicine."
"Ah! Dad, I was wrong."
I was really shocked.
Seeing his daughter¡¯s appearance, Huang Mingyuan could no longer pretend, so heHe rubbed his daughter's head and said, "Silly girl, daddy lied to you, how could I give birth to you?"
It was only then that she realized that her father was deliberately teasing her, so she held her father's hand reluctantly to stop him.
Huang Mingyuan became even happier when he saw his daughter looking like a child.
From a young age, it is too sensible, and it is distressed.
After joking with his daughter for a while, Huang Mingyuan finally calmed down and looked out the window, wondering what he was doing.
After taking a good look at his father¡¯s appearance, he asked, ¡°Is father worried about the emperor¡¯s affairs?¡±
The emperor¡¯s death was not hidden from anyone, and it had already spread throughout the capital. Now the palace of Duke Wei is completely dressed in plain clothes, and the servants, guards and others have also put on mourning clothes.
"Yes and no."
Huang Mingyuan shook his head and said: "It was caused by the emperor's death, which made me hesitant about the future."
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"Okay, you said that if someone knows what will happen in the future, but what he knows changes at a certain stage and becomes completely different from what he knows, what should he do?"
He raised his head, looked at his father, and asked with some confusion: "How could anyone know what will happen in the future?"
"What if you just know it?"
I don¡¯t even understand the meaning of my father¡¯s words.
But Hao Haohao still said: "My daughter doesn't quite understand what her father said, but she feels that no matter whether she knows what will happen in the future or not, she must live every day well for everyone who loves you."
Hearing what his daughter said, Huang Mingyuan smiled happily.
"It's right to say it well, just live every day well."
Not counting the previous life, more than thirty years have passed in this life, and many earlier things have been lost in the sand of time.
On this difficult and long road, too many people have come and gone, and some will never come back, but the next road must be walked step by step.
The first thirty-five years of life were too long and complicated. The rest of my life is a life in which I have to fulfill my oath to "enrich the people and strengthen the country."
This road is more difficult to walk, and there is no one to accompany you, but you still have to go on strong.
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