Concubine Chongxi: Binding the Medicine Jar to the Master

Chapter 475 Ending Extra Story: Floating Life of Nations
years later.

In the spring of Wushen year, Xiqi Palace.

The late spring wind blows into the Wutong Hall, the curtains are half rolled up, and a stack of rice paper on the table is raised.Rong Weijun at the table put down the little wolf hair in his hand, smoothed the rice paper with a bead again, picked up the pen, and continued writing.

In the past four or five years, he and Yun Luo traveled to various countries, from the East China Sea to the Western Regions, from Lingnan to Saibei.The places of interest, places of interest, local conditions and customs of various countries, as well as the major events with historical significance, are all recorded bit by bit by him in his pen, and they are piled up in the bookcase at this moment, pile after pile.

It's really an intoxicating thing to travel all over the country and feel free and unrestrained.However, those events that I have personally experienced are now settled on paper, which will also make Rong Weijun full of emotion.

The tip of the pen detours on the snow-white rice paper. These few pages record the historical facts and miscellaneous notes about the Great Shang. He paused the time on March [-]th in the eighth year of Zhaoyi. On this day, the Great Shang destroyed the country.

"It's been many years since the country was destroyed, and now I think about it, it's still hard to forget..."

Rong Weijun muttered to himself, always felt that he had personally experienced the decline and fall of a country, and there was an indescribable feeling.What's more, it was his home country, and his father used to be a high-ranking official in his home country, but now things are different, everything has changed.

Looking out the window, the falling peach blossoms are like rain, and the sky and the earth are brightly dyed with red.A bright red figure with clear eyes, as beautiful as clouds, and a willful smile that fills the world.Baili Jiuge held Rong Yi with one hand and Yun Luo with the other, and the three of them strode towards the Indus Hall.

Yun Luo was still holding his two-year-old son in his arms. Two palace sweepers at the gate of the hall saw them and hurriedly greeted them.Baili Jiuge waved his hand, motioning for them to flatten, and they entered the hall.

"Xiao Rong!" Baili Jiuge waved to Rong Weijun who was in front of the table, and said with a smile, "You and Yun Luo have been out for several years this time, do you have a lot of knowledge to write after you come back? Anyway, this Wutong Palace I will live here for you, you can write slowly, when you finish writing and want to set off again, I will ask Mo Li to prepare some money for you."

Rong Weijun twitched his sleeves, his pupils like peach blossom pools were radiant, and he replied with a smile: "Now Junior Brother Ziqing is a rich man, and I am also in his favor, so I don't have to think about money."

Baili Jiuge scoffed, "Don't use that title!"

Rong Weijun shrugged, noncommittal.

Baili Jiuge came to the desk and saw what Mr. Rong Wei wrote just now. It was not the customs and customs of any country, but the place where big businessmen destroyed the country.

She asked in surprise: "Why did you write about Da Shang?"

There was some deep meaning in Rong Weijun's eyes, and he sighed: "There is no big business now, only Da Zhou."

"Xiao Rong..." Baili Jiuge was stunned, and asked subconsciously, "Are you feeling bad for the big merchant's destruction of the country?"

"It's okay, it's normal." Rong Weijun spread his hands, and said lightly: "The prosperity must decline, and the momentum of the big merchants is inevitable. Anyway, as long as everyone can live well, it's not a bad thing no?"

"That's right, I just said that you, a carefree person, won't be sad because of this."

Baili Jiuge felt relieved, continued to look at Zhiji, and flipped through a few pages casually.Flipping through it, I found something surprising, so I hurriedly stopped.

"Xiao Rong, you even opened a special volume to write about me?" Baili Jiuge was very surprised, the small black characters on the rice paper "Zhou Juan? Hei Feng", didn't it mean her?

At this moment, Rong Weijun passed a cup of tea to Yun Luo and Rong Yi, teased the son in Yun Luo's arms, and said to Baili Jiuge: "They are all from Qihua Valley, so they should take care of them, right? Huagu Qisu, I wrote a volume for each of you, like your volume, of course I also included Junior Brother Ziqing in it."

"How many times have I told you not to use that title!"

Baili Jiuge was speechless, glared at Rong Weijun, flipped through the volume about himself, and felt something was wrong.

"Xiao Rong, Mo Li and I have experienced so many things from the time we met to the present, each one is enough for you to write, but why did you take it in two strokes? Still using such a narrative language !"

Rong Weijun dragged his voice lazily, "Of course, what I write is miscellaneous notes, not romance novels."

Baili Jiuge asked: "Can't you write a separate romance novel about me and Mo Li? Well... Although it may be very long, one or two million words is possible, but I think this number of words is right for you. Definitely not a problem.”

"Hey, it's not about the number of words..." Rong Weijun rubbed the back of his head and said, "I'm a man after all, men are not made for writing romance novels, you know that."

"Ah? That's it..." Baili Jiuge was a little disappointed. After thinking about it, Xiaorong is not a roundworm in his stomach. He can't write even a piece of material, so don't embarrass him.

So he tidied up the rice paper for Rong Weijun and put it in the corner of the table. Baili Jiuge's movements were very crisp, but he inadvertently caught sight of the contents of one of the rice papers.

This piece of rice paper seems to be used as the title page. Mr. Rong Wei wrote all the contents of the Zhiji on it, and his inscription "Ziqian", except that the name of the Zhiji was not written.

"Xiao Rong, haven't you decided on a name for Zhi Ji?"

"Hey, I've thought about this." Rong Weijun walked over, his wide sleeves drooping casually on the edge of the table.

He smiled lazily, gently lifted the little wolf's hair, dipped it in ink, and wrote five characters on the title of the rice paper.

——Records of Floating Kingdoms.

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The author has something to say.

The time I planned to write this story was on the rainy day of the Jiawu year. After slowly conceiving, I finally started to write, from the April of the Jiawu year to the blooming flowers in the Yiwei year.Forgive me for being busy with postgraduate graduation and working now, and the update volume is limited. Although I have never stopped updating, even sitting in front of the computer and typing at the age of [-], I also know that my speed cannot be called fast, so, Sincerely thank all readers and friends for their continuous support.

Now that Jiu Ge is suffering, it is also an inspiration for me. I believe that if you work hard for what you want with a firm mind, just like her, you will be rewarded more or less .

Jiuge has ink dripping, this is her happiness and luck, but in reality we are often not so lucky, maybe we can’t meet the person who not only amazes you for you, but also makes you gentle for you, if it is like Yin Haochen, It's not a bad thing for Lie Huo and Gu Lian to cultivate another fate.Or, like Rong Weijun, who indulges in indulgence and exiles the spirit, writes books and travels; or, being an independent woman like Li Yuheng who pursues career and creates wealth, each has its own advantages.

Three poems for Jiu Ge, Lie Huo, and Gu Lian, three women who were born on the same day and had entangled life experiences.

Nine Songs: Thousand-feathered cranes come to worship the phoenix, and nine stringed songs are immortal.

Aggressive fire: Ling Shuang Wuyan creates a raging fire, falling flowers all over the ground to make lovesickness.

Gu Lian: Xiang Cong Gu Wo Lian Bingyu, the flowers under the moon are even more rippling.

The author can't write poetry, don't laugh at the author.

Tomorrow happens to be the author's birthday, so finishing this book today is also a birthday present for myself.Now that the book is finished, the author takes a break to start preparing for a new book.There are many shortcomings and deficiencies in this book. The author will correct and improve it in the new book. I hope everyone can continue to support it.Plus skirt: [-], you can learn about various statuses, reminders, VIP services and so on at the first time.

By the way: You have cared about Jiu Ge and Mo Li for so long, you should also care about the author, the author doesn't have a boyfriend yet, oh, I'm one year older...

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