Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 753
Song Wanzhi imagined a street full of big money in front of him, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid I won't see it."

Su Mengchen said with a smile: "If you meet again in the future, we will come here every year."

The word "we" fell into Song Wanzhi's ears, as if she could hear a bit of eternity, she said "oh", then lowered her head.

And in the back, thousands of voices sounded one after another.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

The prosperous age of singing and dancing.

Song Wanzhi raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

The branches of the phoenix flower tree are covered with colorful paper flowers, and the lights shine on it, which is better than spring.

These paper-wrapped flowers are filled with the wishes of ordinary people. They are tied up carefully and put on, either to pray for the safety of the family or a happy marriage. The blossoms are full of people's wishes.

This city is full of joy.

The two stood there, looking at the lights in front of them and smelling the fragrance of flowers, they felt that time was quiet.

I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Ye came over: "Sister, sister! Let's watch the fireworks!"

Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen turned around and walked over together.

Xiaoye led the two of them to turn eastward and westward, and came to a back mountain outside Tiandun Road. The back mountain was full of sweet-scented osmanthus, besides osmanthus, there were also begonias on the cliff. I don’t know who was on the crabapple tree by the cliff. There is also a lantern hanging up, which looks extraordinarily gorgeous, and it can be said that I am afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night.

Next to it is a flat rock, which is naturally formed, like a stone table, on which fresh fruits, side dishes and wine are placed.

Su Mengchen and Song Wanzhi walked up and saw a tall man sitting there.

"His Majesty."

Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen opened their mouths, then bent slightly towards the old man in front of them.

Yedi held the jug, and filled the wine glass on the stone table: "Come here, have a seat."

Xiaoye rushed over immediately: "Father!"

Hanging by his side like a child, Ye Di stretched out his hand and patted her: "Sit down."

Xiao Ye immediately stuck out her tongue, and then sat down on the futon beside the stone table, Su Mengchen and Song Wanzhi also sat down.

Yedi looked at Song Wanzhi and said, "This is not wine, and I don't drink it either, it's just water."

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xiao Ye took a sip of the drink and felt that there was no taste: "Father, this is not good, why don't you like to drink? Xiao Ye likes to drink."

After speaking, he stood up and went to the other side to play.

Song Wanzhi took a sip of water.

Su Mengchen took a sip from the water glass.

Yedi looked at the bustling city with worry in his eyes.

Song Wanzhi turned around and said, "Now, there is no country that is more prosperous than Liang Guo."

Yedi shook his head: "The general trend of the world, how can a country be able to maintain it for a long time? Under this prosperity, there are still many problems. After all, the so-called power and governance are always about constant compromises and struggles." Move forward."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and pointed to the distance: "When I was young, I watched the iron cavalry of the Song Dynasty break through the mountain pass, I saw my companions died in battle one by one, and I saw the bones of countless people exhausted to the bone. , I saw my fathers scrambling for power, blood staining the sea of ​​sand... This is a country, but what I saw was just a drop in the bucket. At that time, Liang Guo was not strong, and I was not strong at that time, so I thought, In the end, one day, I will make the entire mountain pass stable, the people will no longer suffer from wars, and my companions will no longer be desperate for the safety of this country, but after all, I will be like my fathers, killing disputes due to different political opinions Therefore, if a country is to be defended, it requires blood, sacrifice, struggle, transformation, and compromise."

(End of this chapter)