Ancestor Bless: I built a thousand-year-old family

Chapter 837 Luo Xian died, Xie Daoyun died!

Rumble!

Purple-blue thunder pierced the dark sky, piercing a dazzling bright color in the dark cloud-covered sky, and the continuous thunder echoed in the ears.

"Crack!"

Strong winds roared between the sky and the earth, fragile flowers and plants fell to the ground in an instant, trees as thick as bowls flew in the sky, majestic heavy rain poured down, the waves of the Yangtze River rolled and surged, and almost all major rivers were tumbling.

The entire Jianye City was crawling under this apocalyptic scene.

The door of the house where Luo Xianzhi lived was not closed, and the cracks at the lower end were pinned with wood. It was gently swaying in the strong wind. The heavy rain was swept into the house by the strong wind, and the ground was soaked.

Luo Xianzhi was lying on the rocking chair, looking outside without saying a word, as if he was deep in thought or distracted, with an unconcealable paleness on his face.

Xie Daoyun looked at him worriedly. Before the heavy rain fell, Luo Xianzhi had been sitting here in a daze.

"Ma'am, I may have done something wrong."

Luo Xianzhi suddenly spoke, accompanied by the roar of thunder and the sound of rain, but Xie Daoyun still heard it clearly. This meaningless sentence made her ask in confusion: "Husband, what's wrong?"

Luo Xianzhi said slowly: "You know, I'm going to die."

"His Majesty."

Xiao Yan, who was worshiping Buddha in the palace, heard that Luo Xianzhi had entered the palace. He quickly took off his cassock, put on his formal clothes, and hurried out of the palace. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw a group of people carrying Luo Xianzhi. It comes.

Our Majesty, in the past ten years, has become much duller than when he was young. He has lost the enterprising spirit of an outstanding king and only wants to worship the Buddha.

But Luo Xianzhi said seriously: "After the rain stops today, I will call the children here and I will make some explanations. Tomorrow, I will ask someone to carry me into the palace. Your Majesty and I will make some last words."

I had something to say, and I thought if I didn't say it now, I might not have the chance in the future, so I entered the palace. "

Xiao Yan didn’t want to believe it!

He walked forward tremblingly, and suddenly felt a gust of cool wind blowing by. He quickly called out: "It's windy outside. Please carry Lingxiu into the hall quickly."

He has gradually lost the rationality of a king, and has become more and more like a commoner enjoying family happiness.

How can I not regret it if I can't have a good ending in the end?

If the Liang Kingdom falls into chaos in the future, and even the swords rise again, no, I can already predict that the swords will rise again. Will Luo's family encounter the flames of war?

Isn't it my fault?

Madam, when I die, you will go back to Gusu. Our two children are not as talented as me and cannot shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the country. "

This scene struck Xiao Yan as if he was struck by lightning. He seemed to have seen his best friend Luo Youzhi being carried like this decades ago to see him. That was the last time he and Luo Youzhi met.

However, the remnants of the latter two cases have not been completely eliminated until now.

After decades of governance, the country has enough money and food in its treasury, and it is not afraid of war, but that is not what I am worried about.

His anxiety did not seem to be fake, and a hint of warmth flashed in Luo Xianzhi's eyes. Over the past few decades, at least the emperor had been really interested in him, and the monarch and his ministers were harmonious. In today's era, it can be said that it is rare, especially with those who kill indiscriminately. Compared to the Northern Dynasties, it was like a fantasy.

Looking at Xiao Yan, Luo Xianzhi became more and more sad, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why can't you leave before me?

He thought, and then said softly: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen will no longer be loyal to you. I hope Your Majesty will not blame Wei Chen.

But I never expected that the emperor would live longer than me, and he is still alive today!

Luo Xianzhi grabbed Xiao Yan's hand and said: "Your Majesty, the only thing I am worried about is Daliang.

Luo Xianzhi smiled softly.

Will this be the last time the two of them meet?

Luo Xianzhi never stopped being disrespectful and murmured: "As the old saying goes, a thief who is too old to die is a thief. It is a good thing for people to die at the right age, especially kings.

Luo Xianzhi held her catkins with his slightly thin hands, felt the cold water vapor on his face, and said softly: "I don't care about life and death, but I can't tolerate myself committing such a big mistake. Error, and it cannot be corrected.

The sun shines on Jianye, and there is no longer the deep depression of yesterday. On every red door, there is a condensed smell, and you can even smell the fragrance of wealth.

What Daliang is today is the result of two generations of my Luo family.

Xie Daoyun tilted her head to one side and felt her heart tugged together. She had written many poems, but only now did she understand what it meant to be heartbroken.

Luo Xianzhi's tone was full of regret, and Xie Daoyun even ignored his sadness and said with panic: "Husband, why do you say this? Isn't this disrespectful?"

What should Liang Guo do?

Xie Daoyun's whole body was cold and trembling as he said, "Husband, why do you say these words now?"

Xiao Yan's face was full of sadness, and he suppressed his sadness and said: "Lingxiu, I will listen to what you say."

At this moment, the door is open, revealing the long corridor inside, with mottled old traces carved on the wall.

When I was alive, I could still support Liang Guo's country. If I die, what will he do?

Xiao Yan responded.

lift?

Xie Daoyun immediately grasped the key point and asked. Luo Xianzhi smiled bitterly and patted his leg and said, "What I just discovered is completely unconscious."

……

After Luo Xianzhi was carried into the palace, Xiao Yan quickly asked someone to get water and make tea. He knelt down beside Luo Xianzhi and asked earnestly: "Lingxiu, you are sick and you are not recovering at home. It has just rained." , it’s cold and windy outside. If you suffer from the wind and cold, how can your body withstand it?

I got a thousand-year-old ginseng. It is said that it was dug out by merchants from Liaodong. You can take it back later and replenish your body. I hope you can get better soon. "

There is almost nothing I want to do that is not successful.

If I had known that he could live for such a long time, I would not have left many problems until now. I would have solved those problems even though I was temporarily confused. "

The guards held their tooth plaques high, and the guards guarding the palace all knelt on one knee and bowed their heads, with solemn expressions on their faces, not caring about the traces of water on the ground that were not yet dry.

The most severe cases of killing and exile in my life were the three cases of nobles, Buddhists and witchcraft. The noble families are now basically the only ones left with noble families.

Now, as if in a reincarnation, Luo Youzhi's son, Luo Xianzhi, his most trusted nephew and minister, was also carried into the palace.

"Hey."

The vermilion gate of the palace is dyed with gold paint, and the eight-armed Bodhisattva is carved on the gate. It is solemn and ferocious, with the intention of saving all living beings, and at the same time it seems to be glaring with anger.

Luo Xianzhi was lying on the chariot, his face still pale and very weak. The guards shouted loudly, "Get out of the way quickly, and the prime minister will enter the palace to meet the emperor."

I, Luo Xianzhi, have dominated the world for so many years. No matter who is a member of the noble family, who is a relative of the royal family, or who is an outsider, I have to stand at attention and be beaten.

Religion consumes a lot of money, and the construction of temples is not limited to the construction of palaces. Whether it is the Alpang Palace in the Qin Dynasty or the Changsheng Palace in the early Han Dynasty, I don’t need to say more about the final outcome.

Over the years, His Majesty has paid homage to the Buddha and given many privileges to Buddhists. I tried to persuade them, but His Majesty blocked them all. When I was about to die, I wanted to persuade them again that they must pay taxes and cultivate land.

After the prince's case, your majesty asked the prince to leave the town. For this reason, I even argued with your majesty. If your majesty really wants to make Daliang stable, just give them wealth and honor, and don't let them have power.

Today's world is filled with the smell of killing. All kinds of chaos in the Northern Dynasty have gradually spread to the Southern Dynasty, and people have begun to do whatever it takes to gain power.

Your Majesty knows that I have always been cautious, and I should not have said such estranged words, but I am really worried about you. I am worried that in your old age, you will witness the tragedies in the world.

If my son was half as capable as me, I would recommend him to you to shoulder these heavy burdens for you, but they are really incompetent and have no ability to govern the country.

I have to tell you this in person.

Your Majesty, don't test human nature. Since you have the ability, you must do your best to let your descendants live in peace. This is the last thing I can say.

As long as these two problems are solved, let the Northern Dynasties attack. The natural barrier of the Huaihe River and the iron wall of Xiangyang will make them bloody. "

Luo Xianzhi's tone was so sincere that Xiao Yan couldn't help but burst into tears. As Luo Xianzhi said, there was no need for him to say this, but in the end he still wanted to repay Xiao Yan with a sincere heart. Trustworthy, he told all these words.

Xiao Yan finally listened and said with emotion: "Lingxiu, I will definitely do what you said."

Luo Xianzhi was carried out of the hall. Xiao Yan stood in front of the hall, looking at the figure that was getting away. An ominous premonition enveloped him. He leaned on the threshold feebly and sat down, dumbly.

Walking slowly in the palace, the palace maid and the eunuch both knelt on one knee by the wall. Luo Xianzhi slowly closed his eyes, but there was no joy at all on his face. When he came here, he was just doing his best and obeying fate. .

It must have been the same when Murong Ke entered the palace on his deathbed, but in the end he still fell short. Even if Xiao Yan really listens to him now, if he can live another ten or eight years, he will forget it sooner or later.

Can Xiao Yan live another ten or eight years?

He is not sure now. After all, there once was a strange person named Zhao Tuo. The Lingnan King Wu lived for more than a hundred years. Who knows if Xiao Yan can live like this?

The warm sun shone on him, and the air that had just rained was still fresh. The chariot swayed like a swing, like a baby's crib. It was so comfortable, so sleepy. Ah, I really want to take a nap.

Luo Xianzhi felt that he was in a vast white space. Not far from him, there was a very familiar figure. He tried hard to open his eyes and saw that it turned out to be his father, who had been dead for decades. Luo Youzhi.

"Father."

Luo Xianzhi shouted in surprise, Luo Youzhi looked at him with a slight smile, "Xianzhi, you did a good job, you are the pride of my father."

Luo Xian grabbed his hand toward the void, then put it down weakly and landed on the chariot. There was still a smile on his face. He didn't know what the future would be like, but at least for now, he had done a good job, probably.

……

It has been many years since the great dynasty meeting in the Liang Kingdom has been as gloomy as it is today. The death of Luo Xianzhi was a big earthquake for the Liang Kingdom. In the decades of history of the Liang Kingdom, there were only two prime ministers, Luo Youzhi. and Luo Xianzhi.

Luo Youzhi has been in power for eighteen years. Luo Xianzhi has been in power much longer than his father, and has a deeper influence on the Liang State than Luo Youzhi. When Xiao Yan sends Luo Xianzhi away, it is quite like a white-haired man sending a black-haired person away. human feeling.

"Let's discuss the posthumous title for Duke Luo Xianzhi of Gusu County. I mean 'Wencheng', 'Wenmu', and 'Wenming'. Choose one of the three. What do you think?"

It is destined to give Luo Xianzhi the beginning of "Wen", not to mention the rest. For Luo Xianzhi, a prime minister who has been in power for decades and has achieved great achievements in national peace and prosperity, no posthumous title is too much.

"Your Majesty is wise and wise!"

This was the answer from the officials in the palace.

Xiao Yan said seriously: "Then we will use 'Wencheng' as the posthumous title, and the world will call him 'Prince Wencheng of Gusu'. He will be buried with him in the mausoleum. In the past, Qingyun was buried on the right side of the mausoleum. Now, Qingyun's tomb has been moved to the left. Bury Lingxiu on the right side of the mausoleum, worthy of the Ancestral Temple."

The construction of the mausoleum was naturally the imperial mausoleum that Xiao Yan built for himself. It took him a full forty years to build this mausoleum. It started from the time of Luo Youzhi and continued to the time of Luo Xianzhi. Unexpectedly, it was Luo Xianzhi who finally lived in it. Youzhi and Luo Xianzhi are father and son.

The ministers in the palace naturally knew that Luo Xianzhi definitely deserved to enjoy the Ancestral Temple and the imperial mausoleum to be buried with him, but Xiao Yan casually said the words "Prince of the County"...

"Your Majesty, did I hear you correctly just now? Did you just say that you were the king of the county?"

Immediately, a minister asked, there should not be any ambiguity in these things, Xiao Yan nodded lightly and said: "Yes, I decided to make Lingxiu a county king in order to repay the grace of the two generations of the Gusu Luo family. "

Now that it was confirmed, a group of people immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Your Majesty, please take back your order. Although Duke Wen Cheng has made great contributions and worked hard, I, Jiangzuo, have never had a victory since Duke Yuzhang took over the southeast." It is customary for people with different surnames to be crowned kings. Besides, when you crown Duke Wen Cheng as king, do you mean that Duke Wen Cheng's achievements are greater than those of his father?

I think something is very wrong. "

This is indeed a big difference between Jiangzuo and the Northern Dynasty. From Luo Chu, his title has always been problematic. It was not until after the Chu Kingdom that it was restored to some extent. The Southern Dynasty was more generous with the title of county and duke than the Northern Dynasty, but it was Wang Jue is more cautious, which is related to the local political tradition.

Xiao Yan knew that his thoughts were a bit shallow, but he was really unwilling to bury the Duke. While he was thinking about it, a sudden flash of inspiration made his eyes light up.

"I understand. There is one word for king among kings, and there are two words for king. The first word is named after the country and the place, and the second word for king is named after the county. Although there is no mention of high or low, there are high and low in the hearts of the world. Generally speaking, one word is used. The first character is high, and the second character is slightly lower.

Nowadays, the dukes all take the name of the county as the duke.

Now I want to create a new title as the Duke of the country. I will postulate Qingyun as the Duke of Wu and Lingxiu as the Duke of Yue. This is enough. "

what?

The idea that Xiao Yan came up with made people's eyes darken and light up again. He added titles casually, but at least he didn't add them to the title of county king, and the more everyone thought about it, the more suitable it became.

The king and the prince, the prince and the prince, have a sense of symmetry.

"Since none of the ministers object, then just do what I want."

……

The death of any big shot is a big earthquake, let alone Luo Xianzhi. Although he had many political enemies, how many people had benefited from him?

In Jianye City, there were so many people who paid tribute to Luo Xianzhi, and those who howled all night long, it even seemed like a sign of national mourning. When the previous emperors died, none of them had the glory that Luo Xianzhi has today.

In Jianye City, white papers were floating everywhere, just like dropping spiritual money, and it was a miserable sight. I walked through the city several times, but no one was red. Even those families who had already decided on a date before had tacitly agreed to postpone it.

"There is no way to repay Duke Wen Cheng for his great kindness. I only hope that Duke Wen Cheng will have a good journey and return to the hometown of King Su as soon as possible, where he can enjoy boundless happiness and great light."

This is the most sincere blessing from Jianye people to Luo Xianzhi.

As the saying goes, people's hearts are like water, but they don't know that people's hearts like water will freeze into ice for a moment. They know who is good to them.

……

The Gusu Luo family sent people to build the business, and there was an endless flow of people in the Luo family. Countless in-laws and old friends came to visit. Counting from Luo Youzhi to Luo Xianzhi, the influence formed by the fifty years of the phase, How huge it is is unimaginable to ordinary people. It is not an exaggeration to say that the door rails were broken.

On the seventh day after the funeral, with the joint efforts of the royal family and the Luo family, Luo Xianzhi's coffin was buried in the burial area on the right side of the Xiuling Mausoleum. Decades ago, this was his father's territory. Now his father Luo Youzhi has It was moved to the left side.

Shovels of loess slowly buried the coffin. Each shovel seemed to announce the end of an era to everyone. So what if he once held the power of the entire Jiangzuo during his lifetime?

Up to now, it is still a pile of loess, and it still brings sadness and loneliness to the descendants. The people of the Luo clan silently look at the head of the family who has brought the Luo clan to a new peak again.

The emperor's imperial edict has been issued, and the new head of the Luo family has been appointed as the prefect of Gusu County. This is the current status of the Luo family. Even if he does not participate in political affairs, he is at least the status of a prince in the local area.

The clouds in the sky are gradually getting thicker again. Every time this season comes in Jiangzuo, there will always be a lot of rain, and it will come at any time without any warning.

Just like the rain Luo Xianzhi saw that day.

The majestic heavy rain poured down, washing away all the disharmony between heaven and earth, such as the new soil of Luo Xianzhi's coffin that had just been filled. Under this heavy rain, all the floating soil was washed away, and it was perfect with the old soil. fusion into one.

The Luo family's mansion in Jianye City was deserted, with only two or three big cats and kittens remaining here. Once the popularity was gone, it instantly became desolate, as if there had never been anyone here.

……

The news of Luo Xianzhi's death spread in all directions. Needless to say, every state, county and county in Liang State sent a letter of condolence from almost every governor and county governor.

Even in the Northern Dynasty, some people felt sad when they heard the news. Even Murong Chui couldn't tell whether he was happy or otherwise.

Luo Xianzhi ran the Southern Dynasty like an iron bucket, into which a needle could not be inserted and water could not be poured out. This naturally made Murong Chui feel uncomfortable, but he did not hate Luo Xianzhi.

Because Murong Ke had always told him that if possible, he would bring Luo to the Yan Kingdom.

Of course, this is because he didn't know that Luo Xianzhi designed the Emperor of Yan to turn against him, otherwise he would probably lament.

……

Gusu County, a city with a thousand lakes, is located on the most fertile plain in Jiangzuo and seems to always be so demure.

In and outside the city, there are countless small awning boats, crisscrossing the river, and there are also boatmen holding oars slowly, probably because there are scholars on the boat enjoying the scenery and drinking.

Houses that are not very tall and even slightly elegant are lined up on both sides. They are covered with traces of moss and water. They have been soaked in the water town for many years, giving them a slight sense of moisture.

Xie Daoyun has been staying in Gusu City since Luo Xianzhi's death, sorting out Luo Xianzhi's policies and poems during his lifetime. Even though she is no longer in her youth, she is still as gentle as water.

There are blue waves in the lotus pond, delicate flowers shining in the water, lotus flowers reflecting people, pavilions and pavilions, and moss everywhere. Xie Daoyun is surrounded by several people, all standing by her side. She is sitting upright, holding a brush in her hand, writing on the cover. A few words.

"Luo Wen Cheng Gong Lun"!

Xie Daoyun stared at these big words closely, as if she suddenly lost some strength. If there is anyone who knows Luo Xianzhi best in the world, it must be her. Luo Xianzhi has never hidden most things from her, so now she able to write this book.

Let the world and people in the future understand why Luo Xianzhi was able to achieve such great achievements. He has a wisdom that can be called heaven, and it is not just luck or family background.

After writing this book, Xie Daoyun felt that she no longer had the strength to stand. Her heart had already left when Luo Xianzhi passed away. Since the two got married, they had never been apart for such a long time. .

Her tears had dried up long ago when she learned about Luo Xian's death, and her sadness had dried up long ago when Luo Xian was buried.

What is left in the world now is nothing more than a body, existing to accomplish certain things.

She picked up the paper, gently dried the ink stains, and said slowly without looking back: "You don't have the talents of your father and grandfather, so you can stay in Gusu City with peace of mind.

With the kindness of our ancestors, I will be able to protect you.

These books and the antique calligraphy and paintings that had been collected are the most important wealth of the family. When they can return to the family one day, these things will be precious wealth.

As for the gold, jade, etc., they are all external possessions. As long as the family can survive without having to be a miser, the Gusu Luo family has eight thousand households, so they will not starve themselves. Treat the people who farm for the family well and be fair. Treat those family ministers well.

In this way, the family can ensure that it will be passed on until it can dominate the world. "

After Xie Daoyun said these words, he suddenly realized that these words were too similar to what Luo Xianzhi would say. Decades of exposure and rubbing had made the two of them almost become one.

Now, even some of her last words were full of Luo Xinzhi's flavor. She couldn't help but think back to what she was like when she was young.

She couldn't help but think back to the incident that catapulted her to fame.

"What does the heavy snow look like?"

"Not like catkins blowing up in the wind."

Because of this sentence, she came into the eyes of Wu Guogong Luo Youzhi.

Because of this sentence, she got an engagement that was the most enviable in Jiangzuo.

Because of this sentence, she got a husband who could not be found in Jiangzuo several times.

What regrets does she have in this life?

She thought about it, and then thought of the question she had asked Luo Xianzhi in that rain, "Husband, if you were to live again, how would you live?"

Luo Xianzhi did not ponder for a long time. He just looked at the rain, then held his wife's hand tightly and said: "If I live my life again, I will still marry you, become an official, work hard for the important posts, and be there to please you. It is extremely rare that if you build a snowman in the snow, you will give birth to several children, although they are not smart.

If I live another life, I will still be like now. "

Not like now but hoping to be like now. Luo Xianzhi didn't regret a few things in his life, so he was willing to do it again.

Xie Daoyun thought about this, and she knew her answer. Luo Xianzhi probably still had some regrets in his life, such as not expecting the emperor to live so long, and not allowing Daliang to dominate the world.

But she, Xie Daoyun.

There are no regrets in this life, from the time I was a girl until now, I have no regrets.

Her father, uncle, brother, and husband held up a clear sky for her, and her sky was never covered with dark clouds.

Sometimes when she returns from her dreams at midnight, she wakes up suddenly. She always feels unreal, but when she sees Luo Xianzhi's calm face, she calms down.

When the sky falls, a tall person will hold it up.

This is something Luo Xianzhi often said. He always said with a smile: "I am the tallest person. As long as the wife is in my husband's arms, the husband will protect her from the wind and rain."

Now that Luo Xianzhi is dead, no one can protect her from the wind and rain.

When Xie Daoyun saw that the writing on the paper had dried up, she smiled softly. In fact, she wanted to say that she could face the frost alone.

She closed her eyes.

There was no sound.

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Luo Xian was a native of Gusu County. He had lived in a distinguished family for a long time. There is a book in Jiangzuo called "Chronicles of the Clan". The Luo family in Gusu ranked first in Jiangzuo. He was so noble that his father paid homage to the prime minister. In the second year of his death, he became famous. When he attacked the Duke of Gusu County, the emperor heard that he was capable and ordered him to join Jianye. He briefly talked about it in the palace and was surprised, so he promoted him to be a minister.

The king who shows his talents is also a person who holds the honor of his father. His power is majestic and the courtiers are afraid of him. His conduct is brilliant and his rebellion is feared.

If the nobles are not angry, their dogs and horses will be demoted, and if they sit in a poor family, they will be trampled on.

When the emperor sank the Buddhist teachings and showed his admonishment, the emperor changed it.

When the prince mourned the prince in the Ming Dynasty, Liang and his ministers were all afraid and did not dare to speak. Only Xianzhi spoke with great emotion to protect the prince and the country.

Since Xianzhi became prime minister, the emperor has praised him for his loyalty, wise ministers have praised him for his ability, and the people have praised him for his benevolence. All the figures in the Southern Dynasties have been praised as crown princes.

He has the ability to change organically and has insight into people's hearts. Great deeds often arise from humble beginnings and suddenly strike at them. Therefore, by keeping one's body and completing one's deeds, he will prosper and reach great heights before and after his life. ——"Southern History·The Gong Family of Gusu County"

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