Invincible little uncle

Chapter 253 25. The figure in front of the tombstone (sixth more - please subscribe)
In the early winter in the water town, all the grass withered and there were no flowers. The red, red and green can only be mentioned in a few words.

Because of the good weather, there are still colorful boats on the West Lake.

To express his gratitude, Xia Guang invited this spunky little girl to take the boat together.

There are many mountains and rivers in Western Shu, towering mountains, swords and clouds, and difficult mountain roads full of ancient vicissitudes, which are completely different from the soft and beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

Young girls, standing on the bow of the painting boat, with a long pole propped up by the head of the stern, cut through the sky in the clear water. In the cabin, there were three glasses of light wine, some beef and peanuts, and cooked lake fish.

"It's not pretty at all."

Tang Rou held back her mouth, "Don't you think it's silly for us to stand on the bow of the boat and watch the scenery?"

Xia Guang was stunned for a moment, "You helped me, I invite you to travel to the south of the Yangtze River, let's just have a meal like this."

Tang Rou: "The dishes here are both sweet and light."

The boy fell silent, and both of them fell silent.

Tang Rou suddenly said, "Third Uncle has already invited you, why don't you go back to Shuzhong with us? The people here are not very friendly to you, what's the point of keeping it?"

She had her hair messed up by the wind, covering the corners of her eyes, and her bangs were also messed up. When she was not talking, no one would think that this girl was aggressive.

She doesn't like Jiangnan's paintings, but she has fallen in love with them.

Light-yellow clothes, dashing little boots, a bright face, and pupils who can speak.

"Come with us."

She said it again.

But the boy remained silent, no one knew what he was thinking, just like no one understood why he stayed.

"Boater, isn't your wine here a bit stronger?" He suddenly shouted out of the cabin.

Shuitou of the stern pole snorted, "Yes, yes, please wait a moment, I'll come and pick it up."

The wine was so strong that I was so dizzy that I didn't know what I was talking about.

When the boat came to the shore, Tang Xiaofeng waited with his arms behind his back, and then supported his drunken lady, looked at the young man seriously and said, "Huang Puguang, don't rush to refuse, although my family of Tang Sect only treats Tang People with surnames are open, but Wai Santang is compatible with people with other surnames.

How many people in the rivers and lakes are overwhelmed and want to enter my outer three halls. If you come, you will not be regarded as a disciple of the Tang sect, but let you practice in this outer three halls. When you become famous, where are you going? no?It is not impossible to be my Tang Sect's guest minister. "

He didn't say a word, that is, if you marry a woman from Tangmen, you can also enter the family.

Xia Guangdao: "Thank you Mr. Tang for your kindness, I will think about it again."

Tang Xiaofeng nodded, took out a small cylinder from his bosom, and handed it over: "You have done us a favor, this little gift is for you, as a souvenir."

Xia Guang smiled: "They all gave me Fang Tian's painting halberd, I won't accept this gift."

Tang Xiaofeng showed admiration: "This is a practical gadget called 'Yu Chuan Chi Su'. There are two small hollow balls inside the barrel. The effective range is a hundred miles. Within a hundred miles, they can transmit sound to each other. Once enabled, you can communicate with each other within three days.

Don't refuse, if you refuse, you will look down on me, Tang. "

After all, he stuffed it directly into Xia Guang's arms, and said gently: "Little brother, come to Sichuan when you have time."

Xia Guang accepted the small cylinder, cupped his fists, and watched the two go away, gradually drifting away.

The next day, people from the Tang Sect left.

The young man left the city early in the morning in Lao Huang's carriage. It was extremely cold outside the city in early winter, and the fallen leaves had already been shattered by the frost, sticking to the slightly frozen and slightly slippery ground.

The wheels whirled and soon stopped at a wild mausoleum.

The young man got out of the carriage, took a few off-white plum blossoms with him, took a pot of wine, and strode forward along the path paved with big blue bricks.

On both sides, there are many tombstones, densely packed, about hundreds, all of which were bought by small businessmen, or people who can afford the money, and an old man was hired to watch the graves in front of the door.

He walked to a corner of the tomb, bowed silently, put the white plum blossoms on the raised stone in front of the tombstone, and said softly: "Mother, my son is here to see you."

The inscription on the tomb is nothing more than "Tomb of Dugu Ci", and there are no other inscriptions.

Because she had never been married by Huang Pu Nian, she gave birth to a child by herself, and took it outside until that day, because of a sudden disaster, she was poisoned and killed, and she was unable to enter the family's tomb.

Concerned about Mrs. Huangpu Nian, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only spend some money to relocate and bury the wife he met during his training outside Gusu City, without leaving a name, so he carved a name .

The young man looked at the lonely tombstone quietly for a moment, then knelt down in front of the tombstone with a "plop", and said in a deep voice: "Mother, my son has finally won for you.

In the past, those people bullied me, insulted me, called me a bastard, and said you were a wild woman.

But yesterday, his son shut them all up.

Although I know that you can't hear me when I tell you this, but my son used to cry and complain and feel sad in front of you, so he is here to apologize.

Your immature son has made you worry under the nine springs! "

The young man kowtowed heavily, then picked up the jug, and slowly sprinkled it on the tombstone in front of him. His expression was quiet, but there was brightness in it, and his eyes were deep.

The old servant stood far away beside the carriage, watching the young man talking in front of the tombstone, he could guess what the young master said, in fact, the young master used to be wronged and wept.

Today is the only day to announce the good news to his mother.

A man is born in the world and stands between heaven and earth, he should fight for his breath!

What is right and wrong, success or failure, turning heads and empty heads, is all nonsense, life and death, success or failure, win or lose, bloody storm, this is the world!

It's just that the young master has lost his memory now, but if one day he understands his true life experience, then
He needs to ride a horse, hold a halberd, ride a thousand horses, and shoulder the rise of a declining dynasty.

His shoulders need to carry the world and the sky!

Because, in this corner of the world, there are still many soldiers and elites of the Great Zhou Dynasty, waiting for such a prince to raise their arms.

Because, in the soil of this world, how many dead heroic souls are silently watching him, looking forward to him, waiting for him.

"The Great Zhou is still alive."

The old servant uttered these words softly, with a sad smile on his face.

farther away.

Tang Xiaofeng and Tang Rou stood on a low hill, holding a long round tube in their hands, with their eyes close to the narrow opening, looking into the distance.

This seems to be a mechanism that can expand the line of sight. It was jointly developed by Tangmen and Momen, and it is called "Clairvoyance".

"See clearly?"

"Third Uncle, I understand why he didn't go to Sichuan with us."

Although Tang Rou was a little annoyed, she was relieved at this moment.

Tang Xiaofeng nodded and sighed, "He's a good boy."

Parents are here, not far away.

But the name is engraved on the lonely tomb, how lonely is this?

How can a son travel far and leave such a tombstone behind?

he.
In keeping filial piety.

Maybe if he waits for a few more years, thinks about it, or gives the woman in the tomb a bigger tomb and a better inscription, he can walk out of this Jiangnan Road, right?
At that time, a man of his stamina, maybe when the time comes, he will become a dragon when he encounters a storm, right?

"Now that we see it clearly, let's go."

Tang Xiaofeng turned around.

Seeing that the little niece didn't follow, she chuckled: "The world is so big, if we reach the peak, how can we never see each other again? It's just a temporary separation."

This is an old man with a refined face, and the third uncle of the Tang family raised his head, as if recalling something, "The separation is for a better encounter. Let's go, girl, don't miss this moment."

Tang Rou sighed softly, "Third Uncle, I don't understand how I feel now, maybe I regard him as a friend? But his temperament is different from mine, doesn't he say that like attracts like and divides into groups?"

She likes spicy food, spicy food.

And that stinky hooligan, hardworking and conscientious, ignored her, but he could eat spicy food better than her.

Tang Xiaofeng stroked his little niece's hair: "Let's go, the sweetheart of my old lady Tangmen is tempted."

"Tch, who's tempted!" Tang Rou kicked at the third uncle in front of her.

The third uncle would not let her kick him, and he dodged like a feather without seeing his figure flicker.

The two drifted away.

The sunset is like blood.

In front of the tombstone, the young man was still half-kneeling, quietly looking at the five words "Tomb of Dugu Ci" engraved on the inscription, with a deep expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)