Ode to the Dragon
Chapter 565
Chu Feng looked and sneered, "I'm afraid you've already forgotten our" humble "mother and son --"
at the same time, Yanjing City, Prince Chu's residence.
Nine in and nine out, comparable to the Grand Palace, every brick, every plant, reveals the dignity and extraordinary.
In a remote and simple courtyard, there are only a few tile roofed houses and an ancient well. From the inside to the outside, it reveals that it is incompatible with the palace.
In the middle of the courtyard, there is a peach tree with thick branches. It looks very old. Although it is still cold winter, the protection measures are quite in place. At first glance, it is the result of years of careful care.
A tall man, wearing a Purple Gold Dragon Robe, is carefully watering, weeding, loosening the soil, skilled in action.
Looking at Donghua as a whole, there are no more than two people who are qualified to wear "dragon robes".
Prince Hua is the legacy of the imperial capital.
Yanjing, the king of one word -- chutianxiong!
The man is nearly half a hundred years old, and his temples are slightly white, but he doesn't have the slightest aging temperament. On the contrary, he adds a touch of noble spirit to his family. His every move is daunting.
The face of a resolute after vicissitudes, not angry from power. The sword eyebrows, the long eyes, or the scars on the face and the silvery hair all exude great momentum.
His shoulders are very broad, giving people a sense of security to support the sky, as if the sky fell down, he can carry it alone!
"Zhiya --"
at this time, an elegant old man in grey came into the yard, holding 50 or 60 documents that needed to be processed.
At the moment, he just stood quietly in the yard, patiently waiting for the man, full of complexity -
every day at this time, the man will come to the yard, watering the peach tree, loosening the soil.
For half an hour, nothing big can disturb him.
Of course, in the past 17 years, only half an hour of every day has truly belonged to him.
"Lord!"
Seeing that time was almost up, the old man in grey went forward and handed over a towel and hot tea.
The man took the towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He patted the peach tree in front of him. "Uncle Weng, this tree has grown to the height of the beam. How many years has it been?"
The gray old man's eyes are complex, "Lord, 17 years."
"Seventeen years -"
the man, with both hands on his back, looked up at the starry sky, "she has gone, seventeen years."
"There are loquat trees in the courtyard. They were planted by hand when my wife died. Now they are as graceful as a canopy."
Recalling that year, in the peach forest, the woman in white with a smiling face seemed to be right in front of her eyes, just like that year -
"she loved peach blossom most in her life."
"I once promised her that after the last battle, I would take her away and find a paradise for the rest of my life --"
the man pondered for a few seconds and said in a flat voice: "but I failed her after all."
"All my life, Chu Tianxiong has been worthy of all the people in the world, but I'm sorry for her, ye Qingwen --"
besides, that smelly boy who always looks arrogant and works against himself everywhere and is a natural enemy is barely half of him --
"Lord, it's 17 years, you should learn to put it down."
Weng Bo looked very sad, shook his head and said with emotion: "what happened in those years, you had no other choice. If you didn't marry the second lady and marry the Su family, where would the salary of 800000 troops be? Where are the hundreds of millions of Donghua people? He starved to death in the snow mountain for a long time, but there was no bones left -- "
" not to mention the myth of conquering sixteen countries in a row at night and returning home after a great victory. "
"State affairs are the most important. If Miss Ye knows about it, she will understand you."
Chutian male tiger eyes looking at the peach tree, calm way: "it is because of her forgiveness, will let me feel more guilty, let me regret."
Weng Bo was silent for a moment. He didn't know what to say.
"The day after tomorrow, it's the soft death day. Please arrange your itinerary. I'll go and see her." Chutianxiong wiped his hands and said calmly.
"I understand." Weng Bo bowed.
"Well, bring in the memorials and papers." Chu Tianxiong rubbed his blood and tired eyes. The next moment, he regained his powerful posture.
He has a lot to do.
He has a lot more to hold up.
He can't fall, let alone rest!
Weng Bo's eyes turned red. Looking at his tall and upright body, he sighed with a complicated sigh:
"this palace is a magnificent and magnificent paradise for outsiders. In fact, it is a prison to the letter -"
"lock one's heart firmly in this palace and the land of Donghua."
"Lord, how many people in the world can understand your hardship -"
at the same time, Yanjing City, Prince Chu's residence.
Nine in and nine out, comparable to the Grand Palace, every brick, every plant, reveals the dignity and extraordinary.
In a remote and simple courtyard, there are only a few tile roofed houses and an ancient well. From the inside to the outside, it reveals that it is incompatible with the palace.
In the middle of the courtyard, there is a peach tree with thick branches. It looks very old. Although it is still cold winter, the protection measures are quite in place. At first glance, it is the result of years of careful care.
A tall man, wearing a Purple Gold Dragon Robe, is carefully watering, weeding, loosening the soil, skilled in action.
Looking at Donghua as a whole, there are no more than two people who are qualified to wear "dragon robes".
Prince Hua is the legacy of the imperial capital.
Yanjing, the king of one word -- chutianxiong!
The man is nearly half a hundred years old, and his temples are slightly white, but he doesn't have the slightest aging temperament. On the contrary, he adds a touch of noble spirit to his family. His every move is daunting.
The face of a resolute after vicissitudes, not angry from power. The sword eyebrows, the long eyes, or the scars on the face and the silvery hair all exude great momentum.
His shoulders are very broad, giving people a sense of security to support the sky, as if the sky fell down, he can carry it alone!
"Zhiya --"
at this time, an elegant old man in grey came into the yard, holding 50 or 60 documents that needed to be processed.
At the moment, he just stood quietly in the yard, patiently waiting for the man, full of complexity -
every day at this time, the man will come to the yard, watering the peach tree, loosening the soil.
For half an hour, nothing big can disturb him.
Of course, in the past 17 years, only half an hour of every day has truly belonged to him.
"Lord!"
Seeing that time was almost up, the old man in grey went forward and handed over a towel and hot tea.
The man took the towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He patted the peach tree in front of him. "Uncle Weng, this tree has grown to the height of the beam. How many years has it been?"
The gray old man's eyes are complex, "Lord, 17 years."
"Seventeen years -"
the man, with both hands on his back, looked up at the starry sky, "she has gone, seventeen years."
"There are loquat trees in the courtyard. They were planted by hand when my wife died. Now they are as graceful as a canopy."
Recalling that year, in the peach forest, the woman in white with a smiling face seemed to be right in front of her eyes, just like that year -
"she loved peach blossom most in her life."
"I once promised her that after the last battle, I would take her away and find a paradise for the rest of my life --"
the man pondered for a few seconds and said in a flat voice: "but I failed her after all."
"All my life, Chu Tianxiong has been worthy of all the people in the world, but I'm sorry for her, ye Qingwen --"
besides, that smelly boy who always looks arrogant and works against himself everywhere and is a natural enemy is barely half of him --
"Lord, it's 17 years, you should learn to put it down."
Weng Bo looked very sad, shook his head and said with emotion: "what happened in those years, you had no other choice. If you didn't marry the second lady and marry the Su family, where would the salary of 800000 troops be? Where are the hundreds of millions of Donghua people? He starved to death in the snow mountain for a long time, but there was no bones left -- "
" not to mention the myth of conquering sixteen countries in a row at night and returning home after a great victory. "
"State affairs are the most important. If Miss Ye knows about it, she will understand you."
Chutian male tiger eyes looking at the peach tree, calm way: "it is because of her forgiveness, will let me feel more guilty, let me regret."
Weng Bo was silent for a moment. He didn't know what to say.
"The day after tomorrow, it's the soft death day. Please arrange your itinerary. I'll go and see her." Chutianxiong wiped his hands and said calmly.
"I understand." Weng Bo bowed.
"Well, bring in the memorials and papers." Chu Tianxiong rubbed his blood and tired eyes. The next moment, he regained his powerful posture.
He has a lot to do.
He has a lot more to hold up.
He can't fall, let alone rest!
Weng Bo's eyes turned red. Looking at his tall and upright body, he sighed with a complicated sigh:
"this palace is a magnificent and magnificent paradise for outsiders. In fact, it is a prison to the letter -"
"lock one's heart firmly in this palace and the land of Donghua."
"Lord, how many people in the world can understand your hardship -"
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