Yu Wu

Chapter 67 Thanks

That night, it was Meng Ze who sent Mo Xi back home.

Originally, this matter was inconsistent with the status of a princess of a country, but Mengze, like her eldest brother who is the emperor, is a person who does not mind worldly eyes.Gu Mang brushed aside the curtain of the carriage for her, and wanted to help Mo Xi into the carriage, but Mengze glanced at him and said, "It's fine with me."

Gu Mang hesitated and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose before, I just wanted to block the wine for him."

Mengze was not vicious towards him, but he was not kind either. He stared at him lightly and said nothing.

On the other hand, Yueniang sneered and said meanly: "Block the wine? Are you qualified? Are you worthy?"

Gu Mang paused, and said, "I just learned something...I want to make up for it."

Yue Niang said sharply: "Make up? You have committed so many messes and hurt others so many times, and now you know you have to make up. But what is the use of us wanting your pig's heart! What can you make up for?!"

"..."

Yueniang persisted: "You are a liar! You—"

"Stop talking." Mengze raised his hand to interrupt her, then turned to look at Gu Mang.

Under the bright moonlight, Mengze's expression was very cold. She didn't bully him, but her eyes were cold.

"Gu Shuai, I know you have good intentions today, but please don't cause trouble for Brother Mo again. You have hurt him too much." Mengze said, "Let him go."

She didn't say that he was a villain, this kind of words couldn't come out of Mengze's mouth, but Gu Mang already understood what she meant.He looked at the injury on Mo Xi's shoulder, remained silent for a while, didn't say anything, turned around and walked to the back of the carriage.Mengze and Mo Xi got into the car, and he followed silently behind.

Back at the mansion, Li Wei, who had already heard about the situation, led a group of servants. Qi Qihou was in front of the door. When he saw Mengze, he hurriedly knelt down and said: "My subordinate Li Wei, I pay my respects to Princess Mengze. Kim Ann!"

Although Mengze is not the hostess of Xihe Mansion, almost everyone treats her in this position.Respectfully and warmly led her into the house.

The seat decorations in Xihe Mansion are all in pairs, and Li Wei helped put Mo Xi in the bedroom, and then came out to flatter Mengze: "Princess, my master misses you, everything I want to reserve a special place for you. I just wait for your convenience."

Mengze sighed: "He is just a lazy person, he wants to be a couple, what is left for me?"

"How can it be? We servants can all see His Majesty's love for the princess." Li Wei said, pulling away the huanghuali seat in the hall, "Princess, sit down and drink Have a cup of tea and go."

Mengze didn't refuse, Yueniang smiled and said, "If that's the case, I'll trouble Manager Li."

"Don't bother, don't bother!" Li Wei hurriedly asked his servants to prepare eight snacks and eight candied fruit, and brought a pot of top-quality Biluochun to Mengze. As for the cups, the master usually uses this set the most, and you will come to drink tea and play chess with him more often in the future."

Mengze took a look at the tea set. It was indeed a double-cup tea set produced by the Chonghua Imperial Kiln Factory. It only comes with one pot and two cups. It is usually used to entertain close friends or between husband and wife.The tea set made by the imperial kiln factory is actually a pleasure to burn, which means "you and I love each other deeply, and there is no one else."

Meng Zexue turned her face away, coughed lightly, and said, "Steward Li, don't talk nonsense, I have never liked pine, bamboo and plum porcelain. If you want to speculate on your master's mind, be careful, I will tell him when he wakes up." He, let's see if he doesn't punish you."

Li Wei said: "Oh, then I don't dare, I don't dare."

Having said that, the smile in his eyes is not missing.It's not difficult to guess what the daughter's family thinks. Mengze blames her, but in her heart she loves to hear that Mo Xi misses her, treats her well, and treats her differently from others.

He was serving the princess with tea and chatting with her, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a person standing in a dark corner, watching them silently.

Li Wei's heart skipped a beat.

On weekdays, Mengze's seat is taken by Gu Mang, and the tea set used by Mengze is also used by Gu Mang... But... But it's all because Gu Mang doesn't understand etiquette, and the master is too lazy to take care of him, so he let him Such reckless behavior.At this moment, Gu Mang shouldn't think that Mengze has taken over his territory, he wants to come up and turn against Mengze, right?

Li Wei was beating the snare drum, and was about to find a reason to send Gu Mang away, but he saw Gu Mang staring at Mengze for a while, his eyes were not hateful, but gloomy.

Like a furry wolf cub, he recognized his position and destiny in the group, stood there for a while, turned around and left.

It doesn't matter when you don't understand a lot of things. Once you understand it, you will understand why others reacted that way when you look back.Now that Gu Mang finally understood why he wanted to sit in this place in the first place, Mo Xi would be so upset and would tell him "this seat is not reserved for you".

Wolves have their own subordinates in the pack, and so do people.

He thought that the seat next to Mo Xi was empty, so he sat on it without any scruples. It turned out that it wasn't, that seat was already occupied, but she didn't come back, so he kept it for her.

It was he who was shameless and took Mengze's position.

He only felt his cheeks burning hot.

"Gu Mang seems to be a lot better lately." A few days after New Year's Eve, Li Wei touched his chin and stood on the porch looking at the hard-working figure, "Don't make trouble, don't talk back, and don't just sit around..." He Tsk twice, and finally concluded with a smile, "Yaoshi Jiang's medicine really works."

Mo Xi did ask him what Jiang Yexue had said to him a few times, or if he remembered something later, but Gu Mang was not very willing to say.

Until one day after the beginning of spring, Mo Xi changed into a plain white robe and said that he would go to Zhanhun Mountain to offer incense to his father.When Gu Mang heard this, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Mo Xi frowned: "What's wrong?"

Gu Mang has worked hard in the past few months, and now his speech is much more coherent. Except for a few words, or when he is particularly emotional, he is not much different from normal people.

Gu Mang said, "I want to be with you. Is that okay?"

"what are you going to do."

Gu Mang lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I also want to worship."

Mo Xi's slender fingers, which were straightening the edge of his collar, stopped and raised his eyes to stare at him, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he said, "...change into white clothes. I'll wait for you in the front hall."

In spring, Zhanhun Mountain is lush with lush vegetation and fragrant flowers.The coldness of the severe winter has passed, and the unsealed stream is gurgling, and the warm sunshine of April shines on the surface of the river, shining with crystal luster.From time to time, animals that had woken up from the stung fled among the grass and trees on the ground, and the two of them walked up the mountain in silence, one in front of the other.

Worshiping is to show sincerity, no sword, no light work, just walk steadily step by step, from the foot of the mountain all the way up, it took more than half an hour to finally reach the top of Zhanhun mountain.

Two tomb guards stood outside the Mausoleum of Heroes. When they saw Mo Xi, they bowed their heads in salute, and their red tassels rustled: "See Mr. Xihe!"

Mo Xi nodded with them, and led Gu Mang into the cemetery.Surrounded by pines and cypresses, the courtyard is very quiet, as if worried about disturbing the eternal sleep of the heroic soul, even the chirping of birds seems infinitely ethereal.The two walked up the long white jade steps, Gu Mang looked around, and all he saw were jade tablets engraved with gold characters.

Suhuai Jun Zhou Jingyue, the heroic spirit sleeps forever.

On the windy cliffs of Junyue Mountain in the cold mountain, heroic spirits sleep forever.

……

The higher you go, the more magnificent the tombstone is, and the more life eulogy engraved on it.

Gu Mang's footsteps couldn't help but stop when he passed a huge jade tablet - there were still fresh steamed buns and fruits in front of that stone tablet, and the soot and paper money were hardened not long ago, and had not been blown by the wind in the rebirth basin. After blowing away, the three plants of fragrance in the altar were burning calmly.

He couldn't help raising his eyes to read the words on the stele.

That line of big characters is full of tendons, majestic and graceful, and engraved vigorously with "The seventh generation of Wangshu Jun Murong Xuan, the heroic spirit sleeps forever." When the sun shines, Jinze is brilliant.

Noticing his movements, Mo Xi glanced back, and said, "That's Murong Lian's father's tomb." After he finished speaking, he glanced at the tribute and the incense burner again, and sighed: "It seems that Murong Lian just Not long to go."

That's fine too, if Murong Lian collided with Gu Mang here, it would be unavoidable that there would be another confrontation, so many martyrs would watch, after all, it would be inappropriate.

Gu Mang looked at Murong Xuan's tombstone for a while, then turned to Mo Xi and asked, "Where's your father's tomb?"

"At the top of the mountain. Let's go."

The two of them climbed to the top of the peak, their eyes were surrounded by clouds, the sky and the earth were vast, and Chonghua King City loomed in the sea of ​​clouds, as far away as a dream from another world.Looking back, the mountain road when we came here is like a long river, connecting the world at the bottom of the mountain and the dead city at the top of the mountain.On the top of Battle Soul Mountain, death is far more real than life.

Mo Xi walked to a heroic stele that was as tall as three people, and put the sacrificial basket in his hand beside it.

"Father, I'm here to see you."

The mountain wind was blowing his white robe, the peak seemed to be so close to Jiutian, the sun seemed to be falling straight from the top of his head, the golden characters on the jade tablet were shining, Mo Xi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, facing the dazzling light , Read the handwriting inch by inch.

Fuling Lord Mo Qingchi, the heroic spirit sleeps forever.

Mo Xi knelt down, lit the incense, and spread out the sacrificial food one by one. The gold foil coins were burned, and the blue smoke revealed the fragrance of broken pines and cypresses.

Gu Mang also knelt down beside him, stretched out his hand hesitantly, and looked at Mo Xi questioningly. Seeing that Mo Xi paused, but didn't stop him, he also took some paper money and threw it into the brazier.

The flames suddenly rolled up, and the heat wave rushed up, causing Gu Mang to narrow his eyes and cough softly.

Mo Xi used the tongs to stir the ghost papers, letting them all be ignited, and one by one curled up into ashes.He had an indescribable feeling in his heart - many years ago, he wished to bring Gu Mang to worship at his father's grave.I want to let the only elder I respect, meet the only person I have given my sincerity to.

But at that time Gu Mang refused.

Gu Mang always shied away with a smile: "Farewell, then what, we are going to worship Uncle Mo in this relationship, he must be unhappy, and will scold you in the sky for nonsense."

Or just say casually: "Young brother is good, my senior brother can accompany you for other things, this matter is really not good, it's too serious, and your wife will be jealous in the future. How dare I make the girl sad."

He knew that a girl's heart cannot be broken, so he could step on Mo Xi's true feelings.

Now Gu Mang followed him obediently, no one taught him, and he followed him to make paper obediently.It's almost as if the long-cherished dream of the year has come true.

But Mo Xi didn't seem to be happy at all.

After the paper ingots were burned, Mo Xi sighed and said, "Let's go."

Gu Mang didn't move, looked at him sideways, and suddenly said, "...I'm sorry."

Mo Xi stopped his movements of getting up, his gaze was still on the stele, and he asked for a while, "On New Year's Eve, what Jiang Yexue told you was about my father."

"You guessed it?"

"Looking at your performance in the past few months, I have some points in my heart."

Gu Mang repeated again: "I'm very sorry."

Mo Xi looked at him.

Well, everyone is really happy. I once wanted to worship my father with this person, and he came.Ever wanted to hear this apology, he said.But things should not be like this - it should be his lover who came to worship, not a traitor prisoner slave, and the apology should have been clear and ignorant.

"I'm really... I really can't remember why I betrayed you back then." Gu Mang said earnestly, "But I won't in the future."

Mo Xi's Adam's apple twitched, and he closed his eyes: "Gu Mang, what do you think is the future between you and me?"

Gu Mang didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "Don't be sad..."

"Why do you think I'm sad?" Mo Xi said, "The days when I would feel sorry for you are long gone. As for your betrayal...it's because you have your ambitions and your revenge. "

"You are a war genius, a lunatic who scares the enemy. Your lifelong dream is to lead your army to make contributions and gallop on the battlefield. Your eyes are bright when you hear the battle. You don't like bloodshed, but war makes you excited. Because that is the only way for you to reverse your fate." Mo Xi paused, then turned to look at him.

"But not for me."

"..."

"I hate the battlefield. Because it keeps taking away important things from me, and only repays the fame that I don't care about. Gu Mang, you and I used to be comrades, but maybe we were never fellow travelers."

He turned his gaze to the lingering smoke, and said, "So our final journey is probably destined."