Wealth and glory seek stability

Because once they relax, the surrounding tribes that are eyeing them will attack them together.

As long as a new emperor was elected, there could not be two tigers in one mountain, so the old emperor would naturally have to be dealt with. Jian Xi had a deep understanding of the cruelty in the political arena.

"Since being an emperor is so tiring, why do people still want to be emperor?" Jian Xi asked the question.

The Xuanyuan Dynasty was a dynasty where imperial power was supreme, and like the White Tiger Dynasty, men were superior to women. She could understand why those men were vying to become emperor.

The emperors of the Xuanwu Dynasty were not like those of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, who could live long even with wealth and honor.

Granny Qi looked at Jian Xi in surprise, not understanding why she would ask such a question that even a child would know.

But considering that Jian Xi is a woman from Central Plains, it is not surprising.

"My words are harsh, don't blame me if I'm wrong."

"Of course not, just tell me." Jian Xi still likes to listen to the words of experienced old people. Their words always reveal the weight of history, and people can learn a lot from them.

"Little girl, do you know anything about faith?"

Granny Qi suddenly turned around and looked at Jian Xi. Jian Xi was stunned by the question.

faith?

A word that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

If she were to talk without any words, she could talk about a lot of topics related to faith.

But she knew that this was not what Grandma Qi was asking.

Granny Qi said without waiting for Jian Xi to answer, "When I was young, I also traveled to the other four countries and experienced a lot of local customs and practices. The Suzaku Dynasty took the longest time, a full five years."

Hearing this, Jian Xi opened her eyes wide. This plain-looking old lady had actually done something she had always wanted to do but had never done.

I couldn't help but look forward to what Grandma Qi would say next.

"The people of the Suzaku Dynasty are good at cooking, and they all enjoy life very much. The life there will make everyone who goes deep into it feel confused. It took me five years to figure out what kind of life I want to live.

It is good to relax and enjoy life, but I was born on the grassland. I am a child of the grassland. After I die, my flesh and blood should be transformed into nutrients to nourish this land. This is my belief. "

"Children of the grassland are blessed by Changshengtian since birth, and they will return this blessing when they die. The experiences of this life are to prove to Changshengtian that we are living well."

Perhaps she felt that she was being a little long-winded, so Granny Qi put down her wine bowl and said with emotion, "I'm really getting old. When I was young, I could get five grassland men drunk, but now I can get drunk even by drinking mare's milk. When people get old, they just like to be long-winded. Girl, please don't find me annoying."

Jian Xi raised her eyebrows and shook her head, "How could that be? What my mother-in-law said was very interesting. I really enjoyed listening to it."

After drinking the wine, Grandma Qi became a little more mischievous. Looking at the people singing and cheering around the campfire, she couldn't help shaking her hands.

Seeing that Jian Xi was still immersed in what he had just said, he couldn't help but tell an ancient legend.

"There has always been a rumor in the Xuanwu Dynasty that anyone who can make everyone remember his or her name will gain eternal life."

Jian Xi thought it was meant literally and obviously didn't believe it.

Granny Qi smiled and said, "It's true. I've read in the books of the wizard family that immortality is not true immortality, but reincarnation with memories. This life can preserve the memories of the previous life."

Jian Xi didn't expect that this old lady still believed in idealism.

"Mother-in-law, it's not that I don't believe it, but there is no record of such a person in history books. How can we prove that he can have eternal life?"

Granny Qi was really drunk and her mind was a little confused.

But she would not admit that she was wrong, and added like a child, "Maybe they didn't live a good life, and they are afraid of being embarrassed to say it out loud."

Jian Xi smiled and shook her head. It seemed that Granny Qi was also a quirky person when she was young.

It is a kind of happiness to be able to grow old without fear of the erosion of time.

There is no specific end time for the bonfire party. It is an established rule that it ends only when the last person falls down drunk.

Jian Xi had already gathered Baizhi and Lingbao to her side long ago. Grandma Qi was old and had drunk some wine, so she went back to rest early.

The place where Jian Xi and his group lived was an inn similar to a palace. It was said that it was built specifically for the purpose of sending Zhang Cen'er to get married.

She didn't care about Mo Chuan, a grown man, but the two little girls were already so sleepy that they were nodding their heads to the ground.

As soon as they returned to the room, the two of them lay down side by side on the big bed in the room and fell asleep.

Jian Xi asked the servant in the post station to bring some hot water. After so many days, it was time to take a good bath.

Lying in the bathtub, thinking about future plans.

Granny Qi asked her about her faith.

She really didn't know what her faith was. She tentatively defined it as something she wanted to pursue throughout her life.

She seemed to be always thinking about how to live a peaceful and stable life here.

After helping Zhang Cen'er seize the throne, she also wants to travel around the world like Grandma Qi to find her own beliefs.

Thinking of this, Jian Xi suddenly felt that the road ahead was full of hope and she fell into a deep sleep.

Qianxi Manor.

Gao Yunhuai knelt in front of a grave.

Tomb of the noble Cui family.

The handwriting above was written by Jian Xi herself.

There are green mountains, clear waters and blooming mountain flowers all around.

Gao Yunhuai stretched out his slender jade-like fingers and stroked the tombstone, his eyes full of sorrow.

"Mother, I am an unfilial son and cannot personally wear mourning for you."

As far as I can remember, my mother has never been truly happy since my father passed away.

Gao Yunhuai closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks, and knelt quietly in front of the tomb for two hours.

After pondering for a long time, he slowly dug downwards with both hands.

There was a sword next to him, but he didn't want to use it. Even though his hands were pierced by hard soil particles and bleeding, he was unaware of it.

Shuangshou knelt behind Gao Yunhuai, both of them were dressed in white. He wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Gao Yunhuai.

Gao Yunhuai kept digging until his nails started to crack, and suddenly he dug into a hard place.

Slowly dig up the surrounding soil.

It is a square iron box.

turn on.

Inside were dozens of pieces of letter paper wrapped in oil paper.

It's Jian Xi's handwriting.

Gao Yunhua read ten lines at a glance, and his heart suddenly sank when he saw the last line.

He suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahaha, Xier is not dead, she is not dead!"

There was constant laughter.

Shuangshou had never seen his master lose his composure like this.

"master."

Gao Yunhuai's eyes were sharp and his aura was terrifying. He folded the letter, placed it in oil paper, and carefully put it in his arms.

He also personally filled the pit under the tombstone.

He stood up and said, "Let's go and get revenge."

Shuangshou didn't know what was in the letter, but he felt relieved when he saw some light in Gao Yunhuai's eyes. It would be good as long as he was no longer as depressed and dead as before.

No matter what, even through mountains of swords and seas of fire, he will definitely accompany his master.

"Yes."