Da Wei Chun

Chapter 455
Pedestrians are seldom at sunset, wind and snow are chaotic and the mountains are deep.

It was early morning, and the sky was overcast.The north wind roared, and the bare tree trunks were blown up and down.The snow particles all over the sky are dancing with the wind, constantly swirling, like a raging wandering soul.

The snow was falling tightly, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. The official road was covered with a thick layer of snow armor, and the carriage passed by like broken jade.

On the side of the road is the Yinxuan Temple that has been razed to the ground, and there are still several broken walls.A burnt blackened wooden beam pointed straight at the sky, just like the skinny and shriveled finger that Baimei pointed at Yuan Ke before he died, expressing his endless unwillingness.

A white tiger flag stands on the roof of the car, hunting and hunting, and the five big characters are vigorous and powerful: Huben Zhonglang Li.

Li Rui led the way, Li Cong was in the rear, and Li Liang followed the car, talking to Li Chengzhi in the car in a low voice.

"Lang Jun, you're outside the old house!"

Li Chengzhi's low voice came from inside the car: "Don't enter now, go to the imperial tomb!"

"Yes!"

Li Liang responded, and raised his hand towards Li Rui who was in front of the car. A car and ten riders did not stop, and drove straight past the mansion to Mang Mountain.

Although the snow was heavy, the official road was only paved with sand, gravel and loess when Yuan Ke went to the funeral, so it was extremely smooth.What's more, there are two healthy horses pulling the cart, and they walk very fast together.After about an hour, they arrived at Jingling, about [-] miles west of the imperial city.

Hearing the neighing of horses, all the soldiers guarding the tomb left their tents.Seeing the official flag fluttering in the wind, he stood respectfully by the side of the road again.

"Meet Li Zhonglang!"

"Polite!"

Li Chengzhi got out of the car, and said softly, "I'm taking a bath today, so I came to worship the late emperor. It's snowing and it's cold, so don't bother me to wait..."

"Thank you Zhonglang for your compassion!"

The general responded respectfully, and called the guards to open the temple gate.

A hundred steps forward of the barracks is the temple used for the sun sacrifice, and further forward, there is a stone horse about ten feet high standing on a saddle.

After the ancestral temple, there is the Jingling Mausoleum, which is more than a mile in diameter and looks like a hill.

Passing the stone horse, Li Chengzhi stopped involuntarily.

After looking at it for a long time, he asked in a low voice: "You are obviously a weak chicken, you can't even step on the pedal, but you have to put such a big thing in front of the grave after you die? How much do you like fighting?"

Weak chicken?

Although I don't understand what these two words mean, my intuition is not a good word.The scalps of the two soldiers guarding the temple gate involuntarily tingled.

Being at a loss, Li Liang went up to meet them first, and stuffed a piece of copper collar into everyone's hands: "I'm tired, let's go and rest!"

Guessing that Li Zhonglang didn't want to be disturbed, the two soldiers thanked him a thousand times and left quickly.

Stepping into the gate of the temple, there is a stone tablet six feet high and more than ten feet wide in the middle, with the inscription: The Mausoleum of Emperor Sejong Xuanwu, and the epitaph below it.As for the stone stele inscribed with such content, there is another one nearly two feet high behind the temple, commonly known as the Xusheng stele.

"Just here!"

Li Chengzhi pointed in front of the stele, Li Liang quickly moved the futon, and ordered Li Rui, Li Cong and others to light candles, burn incense, burn charcoal basins, and put some sacrifices on the altar.

After finishing these things, Li Liang waved his hand lightly, and the guards quietly left the temple, and then closed the temple door, leaving only Li Chengzhi in the hall.

Outside the temple, the north wind howls and whines, and the lights inside the temple are dim, cold and gloomy.The faint candlelight reflected on the bronze vessel, dyeing the entire temple in a miserable green.

Occasionally a gust of cold wind blows in, the candle flame flickers gently, countless dark green and gloomy lights flicker at a high speed, accompanied by the wind sound like howling wolves, very much like howling ghosts in hell.

"Is it really an image?"

Li Chengzhi smiled softly, uncorked the cork, sprinkled half of the wine bag on the stone brick in front of the futon, brought the wine bag to his mouth, and gulped several mouthfuls.

The entrance is cold, but it is as hot as a knife, as if there is a fire burning from the throat to the heart and spleen.

"But you know, I never believed in this... I just feel so empty in my heart that I can't even find anyone to talk to? Besides, in a few days, I will lead an army to suppress the rebellion, and I don't know when I will return. I just wanted to see you...

The kingly way is retro, respect the king and fight against the barbarians.The hatred of the king and the country will be restored for nine generations... Therefore, the court has decided: even if the world is icy and snowy, and dripping water turns into ice, I will send troops to avenge you...

But those who can be used are either the old and the weak, the sick and the disabled, or the cunning.After counting and counting, it seemed that I was the most suitable, so I took the initiative to ask for this hard work...

The Empress Dowager refused, and Yuan Jia and Gao Zhao also strongly opposed it, saying that Yuan Ying was old and seriously ill, and once I left, the imperial confinement would be suspended in vain, which was not a long-term solution.But Yuan Cheng, Yuan Ying, Yuan Yi and others agreed very much.

The remaining three claimed that they were only good at literature and not good at military formations, so they didn't dare to comment... After a moment of stalemate, I asked: besides me, who else can be sent to ensure that they will not be killed by Yuan Huai, Yuan Yong and Yu Zhong? incite defection?

Haha, do you know that from the Queen Mother down, everyone's faces turned green?
Especially Yuan Jia and Gao Zhao... The two old men and my father originally agreed that after New Year's Day, they wanted me to get married, but when the war started, God knows when?
But I have to do something, otherwise I always feel bad.Since avenging you is also avenging me, naturally I will do my part...

It's also up to you, do you have to leave the will of 'After I die, I will remove the clothes after the burial, don't mourn (keep filial piety)'?But that's right, without your will, where would I have the guts to sit in front of your tomb and drink?
Well, you drink a little too... If I knew you were going to die so soon, I shouldn't have advised you to quit drinking, for nothing..."

Li Chengzhi's tone was light and soft, as if Yuan Ke was sitting beside him.He raised his wine bag, and took several gulps.

The wind seemed to have subsided, and the howling of wolves could no longer be heard.There are only soft sounds of "rustling" and "puchi". It should be that the candlelight in the hall has warmed the roof of the temple, melted the snow at the bottom, and slid down from the ridge of the temple.

"Acquaintance flowers are like rain, don't come to the snow to make the wind. Reminiscing about the old people with the stele, everything is in vain... How can you just leave?"

He sighed softly, and took another small sip.

The wine was very strong, but Li Chengzhi didn't realize it.His eyes were as deep as the starry sky, staring quietly at Yuan Ke's tombstone, thousands of thoughts floated in his heart.

The temple was silent, except for a few breezes that occasionally leaked in, slanted the candle flames, and swayed the gauze under the fence (the gauze hat used to keep out the wind and snow).

The black gauze fluttered, and a few strands of silver fluttered with the wind, brushing against Li Chengzhi's face.

"Lang Jun?"

There was silence in the temple for a long time, Li Liang was worried, and called out softly.

"No problem!"

Li Chengzhi responded, and raised his wine bag again: "To this day, I feel like I'm dreaming: Are you really dead?

Do you know what this means: history is rewritten because of you, and this change is eternal?Haha... Awesome... Really powerful, you are better than Qin Shihuang...

I don't know how history will go, and where will it go?But since this is the case, you can't just muddle through and wait for death, right?So, I can only be sorry for you, for your trust..."

Sighing sadly, Li Chengzhi tilted the wine bag, poured some on the ground, and brought it to his mouth again: "Besides, there are so many people who need me to be worthy of them?"

Raise the wine bag high until there is no drop left.Li Chengzhi tossed it casually, stood up again, and bowed deeply to the tombstone: "So, please rest in peace!"

With a sound of "woo", the wind that had stopped for a long time suddenly picked up, as if Yuan Ke heard Li Chengzhi's words and was responding.

"Hehe... If you want to know under the real spring, why don't you send down a winter thunder to kill those bastards in Yuan Huai?"

Just smiling, Li Liang gently knocked on the door: "Mr. Gao, Minister Gao is here, claiming that he was ordered by the Queen Mother to call Mr. Gao into the palace..."

Queen Mother?

Li Chengzhi sighed leisurely, and cupped his hands towards the tombstone again: "Your mother-in-law is called, so I will go first, and I will come to see you after the teacher wins..."

After finishing speaking, he bowed again, and walked out of the temple unhurriedly.

As soon as the temple gate opened, the aroma of wine overflowed.Gao Zhan was sticking incense in the tripod outside the temple gate, and he smelled it clearly.

Looking at Li Chengzhi's blushing cheeks and the smell of alcohol, Gao Zhan has mixed feelings in his heart.

Li Chengzhi actually drank with the dead, and was half drunk?
One can imagine, how heavy is his mind?

"The Empress Dowager is discussing with Shoufu, Taiwei and others about dispatching troops, so she ordered me to call you!"

"Well, let's go!"

Li Chengzhi nodded and walked towards the carriage.

Looking at Xiao Suo's back, Gao Zhan hesitated to speak, and finally let out a long sigh.

The snow was indeed much heavier, and the sky and the earth were at a loss.If it weren't for the lanterns hanging on the palace city, you might get lost.

The snow on the road was too thick, halfway through the journey, Li Chengzhi simply abandoned the car and rode a horse instead.

Even so, it took an hour to arrive, but the return time more than doubled.When we entered the imperial city, it was already Youshi, the sky had already darkened, and it seemed that it was almost night.

Either he is old or he is dying of illness, and he can't bear to sit for a long time.Yuan Cheng, Yuan Jia, Yuan Ying and other veteran officials could not have been waiting for Li Chengzhi.At this time, they had already dispersed, only Gao Zhao was with Gao Ying in Zhaoyang Palace.

Gao Zhan went in and gave a report, and then Li Chengzhi entered.

There was no time to change, so Li Chengzhi was still wearing the casual clothes he had entered the mountain.However, the cloak and power fence have been untied.A head of long hair mixed with black and white is in a mess, like black satin covered with snow, or like silver silk dyed with ink.

A pair of drunken eyes blurred, seem to open and sometimes close.If the cheeks are powdered, they are in a pleasant state.

Seeming to have no roots under his feet, after several swings, Li Chengzhi was able to stand firm, and bowed his body: "I have seen the Queen Mother!"

Thinking of Gao Zhan's words when he returned to life: Li Chengzhi talked to himself in front of His Majesty's mausoleum, and drank alone for an hour...is he obviously drunk?

Gao Ying's eye circles turned red "suddenly", and big teardrops rolled down like beads: "You...why are you doing this?"

Li Chengzhi smiled slightly: "I am not bitter!"

　I have to open a new volume, and I searched too much information, so this chapter is a bit short, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)