Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 452 Worshiping Li Yiren when I was young, but knowing Li Shenyou when I was old

It is a sad thing to witness the funeral of an old man who died.

Even a little scared, because human beings are very afraid of seeing the death of their own kind, so they will always think of their own death.

But after leaving the holy river, those young and middle-aged men in sackcloth held prayer flags, sang and danced, and bright ribbons flew in the air.

They celebrate the death of old age, because death at the end of life is a return, the soul returns to its hometown, and shines on future generations.

This custom in Manhuang is somewhat similar to that of Jing State.

Although there are many more scholars now, after the singing and dancing, there are some scholars who read long elegies there, telling the life of this old lady, saying that she raised nineteen children, seven died young, and the remaining twelve, some Four are women and eight are men. The daughters are all married to wild heroes and have given birth to many children.

The eight men also married each other, forming eight huge families.

In the wilderness, unlike the capital city, no family is separated, and the big family basically stays together.

In the wilderness, when you get married, you will separate and live on your own. Of course, it is not far away. If something happens, you open your mouth and shout at the door, and the other party can hear it.

It was this old lady who brought up her youngest son in the past few years after her husband left and let her start a family.

Speaking of her life, her life is lacklustre, not even a powerful event, but there are a lot of trivial matters, but she lived a very long life and died only at 62. Compared with most people who are 50 or [-] years old, she is old. In terms of the age of death, the old lady has already It's not easy, and fortune-telling is a long time to live.

She is very tenacious and has reproduced countless descendants.

The scholar racked his brains to praise a lot of the old lady's words. Of course, it is not easy to take care of the people on the wild side, who are not very educated, and the language should be simple and easy to understand.

The little princess did not expect that on the first day in the wilderness, she actually attended a funeral.

There are no gorgeous coffins, and there are no dutiful sons and daughters crying for mourning, but there are bonfires, singing and dancing, and the melodious voices of scholars.

That scholar, if she remembers correctly, seems to be Concubine Lu's elder brother.

Like Concubine Lu, she was born with a melon-seed face, with a pointed chin, fair skin, and slightly reddish face.

Seeing him seriously wearing Shen Xuegong's palace uniform, he put on a leather jacket that is common in the wilderness, the kind with a fur collar, covering his slender neck.

He recited very seriously, he was doing this, if his prime minister's father found out, he would die of laughter.

He actually wrote an elegy to a savage commoner old lady in such a solemn and solemn manner, and read it aloud in front of a large audience.

But his eyes, illuminated by the bonfire, were bright and moist, and no one could get enough of them.

Lu Shengxiang was reading the elegy, and his eyes would also glance at Li Shenyou and Princess Yiren by the campfire.

If he hadn't seen them, he wouldn't have thought of Shen Cheng for a long time.

For some reason, they adapted so quickly.

It is said that they read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. In the past, their parents were very worried about them. They felt that going to the edge of Shencheng for a walk and seeing the surrounding mountains and rivers was considered a trip. It is also far away.

I never thought that I would come to the Wilderness, the most remote and desolate place in Shen Kingdom.

This road is more than ten thousand miles.

But what I saw and heard was really different from the book.

The wildness in their eyes is also different from the wildness they have heard, and the wildness in their hearts.

It's not desolate here, it's vast.

There is no lag here, there is a lot to do here.

Here is a blank sheet of paper for them to write on.

Each of them, as a scholar, has many, many things to do here besides reading.

Looking back now, on the last day of Shenxue Palace, in front of Mr. Gou’s new tomb, what Princess God Bless said to them, live and continue to study, the meaning of that sentence.

At that time, I was only touched, but now I feel it personally.

In addition to being moved, there is also an unexplainable power.

They easily fell in love with the wild, fell in love with this land, fell in love with the people here.

Never thought it was like this.

And the person who established and changed this land, tomorrow, she will embark on a journey to leave this land forever.

The bonfire shone on her face, and her smile was so beautiful.

She is the most beautiful person in the world, Lu Shengxiang thought, that's all there is to being the most beautiful.

When I was young, I worshiped Li Yiren, but when I was old, I understood Li Shenyou.

It was probably what Lu Shengxiang was thinking at the moment.

Lu Shengxiang read the last sentence of the elegy: "May she rest in peace, and the next life will be better."

Everyone drank the wine in the bowl in unison.

The funeral is over.

……

The night sky is very long.

It's very close to the wild.

In that station, I stayed for two days without leaving.

In the past two days, Prince Yun followed the soldiers to practice, shout together, and raise their spears together.

On the grassland not far from the camp, a girl driving a sheep shook her strong braids and pointed at the soldiers who were training.

Jing Guo was always very open when she was a girl. When looking at men, she not only looked at the face, but even looked at the crotch with confidence.

These are taught by the previous generation.

Only a brave man will allow you to raise a strong descendant, and with a strong next generation, you will be able to live in Jing country with confidence and hold your head up.

Some of the girls still don't quite understand what it means, and some have already understood.

If they watch it, they like to watch Prince Cloud the most.

The long-haired prince Yun is too handsome.

too clean.

His nose is beautiful, like the god of war in the statue, and his cheeks are also beautiful, if touched by his face, it will melt away like ice and snow.

His lips are even more beautiful, neither thick nor thin, a little serious and a little shy.

He was tall, slender, and he stood before the soldiers, fit and tall.

He is not weak, he can easily throw a man as strong as him.

The most exciting thing is his eyes. If he looks at them, his heart beats so fast that he can't recover even holding a lamb.

But the crotch of his robe never seemed to change.

Those women must have some regrets.

The girl driving the sheep hummed a song, the singing was loud and wild.

It was nightfall.

It was almost midnight, and it was very quiet.

Among the girls during the day, a woman named Kaimei got out of her tent, followed the route she remembered, and quietly walked to the side of Prince Yun's tent through the dark night.

Her heart was beating very fast, and she pressed her chest.

calmed down a little.

Her breasts are so full that almost any man would salivate.

She put her own hand on it and felt very proud.

She likes Prince Yun, she fell in love with him the first time she saw him, she longed for his confused eyes, like a deep pool, she wanted to jump into it.

It was she who persuaded her father's tribe to follow Prince Yun.

Not only does she like it, she also has ambitions.

She didn't want to be a girl driving sheep forever, and finally married a tribal leader who was just like her father, or even worse than her father.

She wants to go to Jingcheng, she wants to see what the most magnificent imperial palace in the world is said to look like, and she wants to live a good life.

Pressing her undulating chest, she got into the tent without hesitation.

Huang Ziyun's tent is very clean, without the smell of cattle and sheep like other people's tents.

There is even a faint fragrance.

I can't tell what the taste is, it's very long and long.

But when she came in, there was no one in the tent, even the bedding on the bed was neatly folded.

She prepared for a long time, as if she was suddenly poured a bucket of cold water, a little overwhelmed.

Prince Yun didn't sleep, he left the camp, so the girl Kaimi could easily enter.

Unwilling, she lay down on Prince Yun's bed.

Wanting to wait for Prince Yun to come back, she didn't wear anything under her long cloak, she was naked.

But she waited, waited, maybe the smell was too good, and she just fell asleep like this.

Prince Yun left the camp and went all the way south. Traveling at night is not a good thing. He even encountered a pack of wolves, but for some reason, the wolf at the head of the pack saw him and turned away again.

In the dark night, he walked very peacefully, the world, stars, and roads were all under his feet.

His heart is very peaceful.

His long hair fluttered in the wind.

In his heart, he is still a monk, and he has broken many precepts, but he is still a monk.

Walking in the vast night, he suddenly felt very light.

He wanted to see Shenyou, he didn't want to bring Dajun, he wanted to see her by himself.

He is seventeen, not Prince Yun.

He didn't really want to snatch her, he just wanted to meet her.

Although he really wanted to.

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