MTL - Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan-Chapter 376 End

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In the car to set up a table, the two relative to lunch, Ming Lan remembered where to ask where, who knows that Gu Tingyi looked mysterious, killed and refused to say. It’s also anecdotes on the way to the East. The old man must write a few pages of books every night and report to the Taizuo on a daily mental journey. The number of words is limited to three hundred. It is really impossible to write. The brothers have to help to make two sentences.

Ming Lan suddenly remembered a day party to eat tea, and all the girls talked about their husband's family books. Most of the generals would only write 'good, don't read' Yunyun, only the lady boasted that she had written a man's heart. The words - 'reading the good wife in the family, hard to stay at home, I don't feel bad when I am outside.'

"This sentence is well-rounded and old-fashioned, and it is about the old country." Ming Lan evaluated it with conscience, and she felt that this sentence was quite good.

"This sentence is said by the 17-year-old Bo Xiaozi. The old country is ‘not seen in a day, such as every three autumns, thinking and chanting, turning to the opposite side.’

Ming Lan: ...

After being taken to the tower, Minglan was too lazy to ask. The two men laughed and haha, watched the scenery along the road, and finally came to the destination - there is a gentle mountain in front, the trees are lush, and the birds can be heard from time to time. Asked where this is, Gu Tingyu took her off the bus and smiled and pulled her to climb the mountain.

"If Houye wants to take me to climb the mountain, there will be a suburb of Beijing, Qixia Mountain, Pillow Mountain, Lunyue Mountain... Why not come here? Is there a big temple on the mountain, is there a big monk with a good spirit? Houye wants to sign it? ......Oh, I am going to break my breath..." Ming Lan tired of panting, carrying the skirt to move up hard, finally she was very good, climbing is still a force.

No matter how much she complained, Gu Tingzhuo only laughed and said nothing, half dragged and pulled, constantly urging her to climb up. In this way, I climbed a small half hour without a head and brain. Ming Lan felt that her chest was burning. She breathed like the old woman broke the bellows. Gu Tingyu suddenly stopped and pointed to the front: "It is here."

Ming Lan refused to image, and sat down on a smooth white stone. He took a handful of wipes on his forehead cheeks and looked forward to the square. This turned out to be a giant rock protruding from the middle of the mountain. It was flat and clean, and it was about weekdays. Resting here is a pile of stones that are scattered on the ground.

She looked down the man's arm and looked down to the north. Suddenly she said: "Xiaoling?"

Gu Tingzhu pointed at the white building not far away and smiled and said: "This is the south side of Xiaoling. From here, you can see the mausoleum of Queen Jing'an."

This year is not like modern. If you buy a ticket, you can sing a letter in the Taj Mahal. At this time, the royal tomb is a heavy land with a military guard. It is not easy to approach. but……

"Hou Ye wants to take me to the mausoleum of Queen Jing'an?" She was puzzled.

Gu Tingyu pointed to the hillside of the head and smiled: "Not only, there is a pavilion on the top of the mountain. It is said that it is the place where Mrs. Liu and the high school scholars worship the heavens and the earth."

Ming Lan spent a long time and wanted to ask ‘Would you find that we are all wearing it’?

Gu Tingyan touched her sweaty face, ruddy and healthy. "You don't pick most of your books. You only look for the wild essays of these two people, isn't it?"

Ming Lan was dumbfounded: "...you, are you not surprised..."

"What's weird? In the past, I liked to read the classics of the former pilgrimage to the generals Huo Guang. You are a woman. Seeing the interest of the martial arts generals, it is natural to marry a woman's story."

Ming Lan let go of his heart, obediently let him lead, and look at the wonderful mausoleum together.

The autumn is high and the weather is bright. Under the light golden sunshine, the building where the deceased lived is also extraordinary. Dragon, phoenix, unicorn, lion... There are many strange animals that she can’t name, carved with white marble. It’s lifelike, or looking up, or lifting the hoof, or spreading its wings, against the bright red flaming bar, layered on top of it, like a sacred cloud.

Surrounded by lush greenery, there are centuries-old ancient trees, and new slender and playful, extending out of the green branches, it seems to give this solemn Jinbi's royal cemetery, smashing a circle of quaint fringe, far and near can enter the scene.

After watching them for a long time, Gu Tingyan spit out a sigh of relief and said: "Have you read the poems of Queen Jing'an, how do you feel?"

Ming Lanmo, to be honest, every capital is very familiar - "all are excellent." She said.

Gu Tingwei said: "The real surprise is brilliant, but it is a pity."

Ming Lan pulls the corner of his mouth: the precipitation of a thousand years of ancient civilization, can you not be surprised?

Gu Tingkai sighed long and whispered: "I sometimes think that if the Queen Jing’an does not pass away, how many things will be different."

This time Minglan did not spit.

If Jing’an Queen died without poisoning... First of all, Bai’s will not marry into Gu’s family. Naturally, Gu Tingyu will not be born. Xiao Qin’s mother and son can take over Houfu, or there is no Gu Tingyu’s protection. Ningyuan Houfu has been taken away. Jue.

Regardless of the family, the fate of most of the family has changed.

Of course, I will still encounter mudslides and then sneak through, and I am fighting with Cao's cousin.

After a short stay, the two set off again and climbed to the top of the mountain.

This half of the mountain is slightly steep and steep. Although it is not difficult to climb, it costs a lot of effort. This time, Minglan has more cooperation, no spit, no bitterness. On the road, I met a coward who sang a song from the mountain. He also smiled at him, and the little brother almost rolled down the mountain.

The man turned in anger and took the cap from the servant who was behind him, and forced it to the wife's head.

The two stopped and talked, talked and laughed, so it was easy to reach the top of the mountain. According to the way of an old coward, they finally found the pavilion. The pavilion was ‘no hope’.

"How come this name?" The man frowned, really unlucky.

Ming Lanshun replied: "Mrs. Liu has said that when there is no hope, I hope that it will come soon." This dialect is too philosophical, and the philosophy is almost rotten. It seems that she read it in the soul duck soup. Over.

The dilapidated four pillars, the pillars have long been peeling off and can not reveal the original color. The top of the pavilion that has broken 17 or 18 holes has a good light transmission. There are seven or eight damaged stone piers underneath, and the wind blows slightly larger. You can also drop a few pieces of rubble.

For the sake of my head, the two decided not to go in and sit down, looking for a big tree with pine trees, and the two little cockroaches quickly took out the soft stools behind them, and arranged for the Houye couple to sit while others Set up a small pot and start cooking water to make tea.

- The privileged class is really decaying. Ming Lan sighed and hurryed to sit down.

"...a young lady from the government, one is mean, the end is the end, the situation is opposite." The man's feelings are not new, how many people have sent similar sighs.

"Can you not be a woman like Jing An Queen?" Ming Lan asked quietly.

"This is not." Gu Tingzhuo shook his head. "Queen Jing's queen is a bit of a temper, but she does not lose a good person of true nature. How many blunt words, because of her hard advice, save her life. The harem woman can make such a straightforward Oh, it's not easy."

"Then you can't marry a woman like Mrs. Liu?" Minglan asked again.

"Sometimes before. I feel that she has mistaken the high university." Gu Tingyu slowly said, "I can wait for myself to suffer too much, knowing that I am mixed in the next nine streams, but I can always be proud and honest, not blaming others, self-reliance, what is it?" rare."

Ming Lan looked up and looked at the pavilion not far away.

In terms of appearance, the hopeless pavilion and the Queen of Jing’an’s mausoleum are as incomparable as the poor milk and the Boba, just like the two women’s later endings, and the two buildings echoed – happiness, mostly ordinary. It is even inconspicuous; and tragedy is often magnificent.

Ming Lan shook her head, she didn't want to be brilliant.

"...The emperor intends to call me into the town. Recently, I have taken the initiative to the emperor and asked for two or eight years." Gu Tingyu came here with such a sentence, like a thunderstorm.

Minglan almost jumped up: "What! You want to go to Sichuan? Then what about me? Group of brothers? A round? You still take the initiative to ask, how long will you come back! You don't want home!"

Gu Tingyu took the big Pu fan and shook her slowly. She laughed and said: "If you take the initiative, you have to give the price. I told the emperor, what rewards are not rewarded, just ask me to bring my wife with me. Go to office."

Ming Lan’s heart was released, and he said: “Can the emperor promise?”

Gu Tingzhen is actually saying: "I said, my daughter-in-law's five elements are lacking wood, and Hu Kemu, which has been difficult to be swayed in succession. I just happened to have a birthday, and the water is burning, my wife should be with me."

Ming Lan Bai Yan said: "The emperor will believe your ghost words are strange! I am afraid that when the time comes, I will give a big water tank, so that I always soak in it to solve my lack of water."

Gu Tingxiao laughed, twisting her face through the tulle, and then the color said: "I asked for a good life with the emperor. I have been close to each other since childhood. The gods are so sick and live to the present, asking the emperor to be pitiful, don't worry again. I told my family to be separated. If I didn't wait for me to come back, my daughter-in-law would be awkward again. Chen will definitely devote himself to the country and do his best."

"Then the emperor promised?" Minglan eyes brightened.

"Well, I promised, the Queen also helped us to talk." Gu Tingyu smiled slightly. "At the end, the emperor said, although the town has always been in the town, the family is staying in Beijing, but it is not without exception. I also don’t see my wife and children go to Beijing. How many years have he stayed in his town, and finally died in a family, how is his loyalty? And the irony thief, even if the door is full of under the eyes, it will be counter- This is not a good example. As long as the monarch is intimate."

"The Emperor Yingming!" This is the first time that Minglan has come from the ancient times after the ancient Ming Dynasty. "This is true. Those who really want to rebel, in order to make the monarchs careless, are often willing to leave their families!" How can you be so straightforward!" Right, Wu Sangui’s eldest son is embarrassed, or hung up.

Gu Tingyu looked at her and smiled: "You are not afraid of the prosperity of the capital, and the southwest is hot and humid?"

"I am not afraid of it." Ming Lan dragged the stool and sat down. He shook his head and shook his head. He shook the shawl of the skull cap. "As long as the family is together, I am not afraid of anything."

Gu Tingzhuo took her back and hugged her. "I think so. What is the official rank of the lord, it is second, the family has to be long and long. It will take a long time for people to live. You will take you around with you." This life worthwhile."

Ming Lan’s heart is full of happiness.

Like the sun shining through the thick black clouds, Haiyan broke through the tyrannical storm and reached the other shore. People who went to the pilgrimage to see the white spires, sobbing in joy; as if all the shackles and hesitations had become the reason for the double joy.

Gu Tingzhu hung her arms tightly: "There is no such thing as a bad rule in the capital. When I arrive, I teach you to ride a horse. You teach me to fly a kite. We will not separate forever."

Ming Lan smiled and fell into tears, hot and hot, like the heat of the heart.

- Go, go to the land of abundance. There are Li Jiang's father and son Dujiangyan, beautiful and hearty girl guys, fertile land and flowery brocade, and their hopeful future.