The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 478: Xiangyu

Before the official start, let me tell you a story.

On the TV, Li Chengze picked up a thermos cup on the side, took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

It is said that more than 300 years ago, there was a powerful Great Moon Dynasty in the hinterland of the Central Plains. It's just that Emperor Yuewen has a regret. Seeing that he is about to reach his forty years, he still has no heirs. As an emperor under the ancient feudal autocracy, he has no heirs to inherit the incense. The country is in turmoil, and if a powerful country has no heirs, it will be like the setting sun in the west, and eventually go dark and die.

Emperor Yuewen, those who are familiar with history will not be unfamiliar. This emperor is the famous master of Zhongxing, but in the history books, there are only a few introductions to him. The emperor may not be impressed.

Mrs. Bo narrowed her eyes and listened quietly.

Ji Rouen yawned, she was about to fall asleep listening to it, she wasn't interested in such boring historical figures at all.

In order to seek a son, Emperor Yuewen spent a lot of money to renovate the Daxiangguo Temple, reshape the golden body for the Buddha, eat vegetarian food, recite the Buddha, and make a vow to release lives. Finally, his sincerity moved the heavens. When he was forty years old, he ushered in good news.

This child was born with much-anticipated expectations. According to the records of Emperor Yuewen, on the night Princess Hualian was born, auspiciousness descended from the sky, a hundred birds turned towards the phoenix, and lotus flowers bloomed in the winter pond overnight. Emperor Wen was overjoyed and decided that Princess Hualian was the God's gift, , benefited the dynasty and amnesty the world. In that year, the moon dynasty was filled with festive atmosphere, and Princess Hualian became a symbol of the prosperity of the moon dynasty.

Many people have never heard of the deeds of Princess Hualian. There is no record in history books, and other newspapers and media have never recorded this princess.

But I don't mind everyone sketching out the image of this legendary princess in Li Chengze's mind in just a few words. She must have a beautiful moon appearance, graceful and luxurious temperament, and a dignified personality.

The medicine bowl in Mrs. Bo's hand fell to the ground, and the medicine soup spilled all over the floor. Huai Qing hurriedly looked at Mrs. Bo's hands: Are you okay?

The old lady was stunned for a moment, It's okay, this bowl of medicine is a pity.

Huaiqing smiled helplessly, did the old lady do it on purpose, just to avoid taking the medicine.

Zhao Zhen suddenly stood up, chewing between her lips and teeth: Princess Hualian? Why is this name so familiar?

She must have heard it somewhere.

Ran Tengxiao glanced at her lightly, Zhao Zhen felt oppressed, so she sat down obediently.

Bo Lianye was about to leave, she hated the noisy atmosphere, when she heard the names of the Great Moon Dynasty and Princess Hualian, she stopped in her tracks and frowned slightly.

Her grandmother is a professor of history at a prestigious school, a famous historian, and a descendant of the royal family of the last feudal dynasty, the Dayue Dynasty.

There are many rare collections of rare books at home. During the difficult period of those years, in order to aid the development of the country’s historical and cultural undertakings, grandma donated many collections of lonely books to the country. Grandma’s wisdom and wisdom have won her widespread respect. Until now, in cultural history At that time, grandma was like a big dipper on Mount Tai, and she also elevated the status of the Bo family in disguise, becoming the first song of Qingliu in Jingzhou.

When she was babbling, her grandma told her various historical stories. Growing up in such an educational atmosphere, her literary quality is naturally extraordinary.

I remember one time when she was a child, she sneaked into the library at home, bored, and found a book on the daily life of Princess Hualian. At that age, she was very curious about the story of the princess and prince, and she couldn't control it after reading it.

Although it was written by Anonymous and has no cultural literacy, the life story of Princess Hualian made her teeth itch.

Because it was too vicious and domineering, which overturned her perception of ancient princesses.

She took the book to find her grandma, Princess Hualian is really disgusting. A court lady just hurt her scalp when she combed her hair, so she killed her with a stick. Such a vicious person, how can she be worthy of a country? Princess?

There are many more such villains in the book, all of which are too numerous to enumerate.

At that time, grandma's eye disease was already very serious and she couldn't see anything, but grandma's brows were deeply frowned, and there was a bit of deep sharpness in those cloudy and out-of-focus eyes.

The young girl took a step back in fear.

Where did you read that bastard stuff?

Grandma always had a pleasant face, and it was the first time she saw her grandma showing such a stern expression, and she was terrified at such a young age.

Remember, the history books are always written by the victor. Her reputation is notorious, and she is in the arms of those in power. Otherwise, how can a prestige princess let the emperor rest in peace?

But what prestige does she have? The prestige of harming others? She boldly asked out of confusion.

Grandma shook her head, The king's power is bestowed by God, and the emperor understands this truth better than anyone else.

She thought about it for a long time but didn't understand it, and then she gradually forgot, until just now, the name Princess Hualian was like Pandora's magic box, and the dusty memory was instantly opened.

There's nothing to see, it's too crowded here, Ye Zi, let's go back to the hotel. Su Wen urged.

Bo Lianye didn't move, she stood where she was, frowned and looked at the big TV in front of her.

Su Wen said: Well, she is indeed a talented woman. After seeing this kind of historical story, I can't move away. I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman.

However, looking through the history books, the only and only records about Princess Hualian are all negative. She has committed all kinds of evil and has a notorious reputation. Under the special favor of Emperor Wen, she has become a synonym for domineering and vicious. Princess Lian has also become the only stain in this Emperor Wen's life.

In the 27th year of Emperor Wen of the Yue Dynasty, Emperor Wen decreed to marry Princess Hualian. This son-in-law is our protagonist today.

Everyone listened fascinated, this story is so attractive, it is more exciting than TV dramas, especially when it is narrated by Li Chengze's sexy and magnetic voice, it has a different kind of charm.

As we all know, Princess Hualian is particularly favored. She loves to raise noodle heads. For this purpose, she built a mountain villa to house these noodle heads collected from various places. Everyone is familiar with this villa, which is the current Yunmeng Villa.

After finishing the sentence, the audience was shocked.

It turns out that Yunmeng Villa has such a history, the private product of Princess Hualian, the paradise where she raises her face, my God, this is too... too hard to describe in words.

Is the life of the princess really so happy?

At the flower appreciation banquet held by Yunmeng Villa that day, several ladies went missing. Ming Jing searched for them herself. She was eager to find them and broke into the forbidden area of ​​the villa. The terrain is steep and dangerous, and it is very dangerous, but Ming Jing did not hesitate to break Going in, that's why she discovered the dungeon located underground, and found a corpse three hundred years ago in the dungeon. She didn't consider how much the exposure of this corpse would affect herself and Yunmeng Villa. I chose to call the police without hesitation, and here, let me once again express my strong respect to Miss Ming Jing for her bravery.

Li Chengze stood up, faced Mingjing, and bowed deeply.

Not for selfish desires, only for the Duke.

Everyone froze for a moment, thinking carefully about the powerful relationship among them, they couldn't help but respect Ming Jing in awe.

When a dead body is just discovered, everyone may be shocked and frightened. The first thing they think of is to call the police, but when they calm down, they will find that the harm of calling the police outweighs the benefits.

First of all, this corpse is a mummy, not to mention hundreds of years, at least decades upwards, no one in the outside world will remember this person who died silently in the dungeon, he has long been forgotten in the mist of the world.

Secondly, if the corpse is exposed, it will definitely have a great negative impact on Yunmeng Villa. This famous scenic spot that everyone yearns for will be cast a shadow from now on. This is definitely what the owner of the villa does not want to see.

In the end, it is the impact on Ming Spiegel. Everyone has already felt it. Everyone has seen how much damage the murder incident has brought to Ming Spiegel with their own eyes.

Human nature is inherently selfish. If you put it in your own position, you may think that one more thing is worse than one less thing, and make peace with others, but it also means that this person will never see the light of day, and archaeology cannot go further, let alone understand the three hundred The magnificent history of the years ago.

Not to mention that she was alone in order to find a few lost celebrities, and everyone slandered her so much. Thinking about it, I love her even more, and hate those black people who spread rumors even more.

The camera is shown on Ming Jing, she is sitting upright, smiling.

Like a lotus blooming in the depths of time, it is forever neither humble nor overbearing, gentle and silent.

All the beautiful words seemed so pale on her body.

Ye Lan accompanied Mrs. Ye to watch the live broadcast. Seeing this scene, she felt extremely complicated.

Mrs. Ye glanced at her: Did you get lost that day?

Ye Lan nodded: Gao Jia, I, and Liu Yuexin, we got lost together.

Thinking of finding their bright mirror at that time, she suddenly felt that her thoughts all along were too narrow.

Of course, thanks to Der Spiegel's unremitting efforts, several lost celebrities are safe and sound.

Li Chengze continued: With the help of many experts and enthusiastic anonymous people, we finally determined the identity of the deceased. I don't know if you remember that there is an ancient text called Jianchenshu in the Chinese textbooks of junior high schools. It’s about the ancient official system and its development, written by the great writer Murong Qi of the Moon Dynasty, there is a line in the article that says “beautiful beard is the pillar of the country, do you know who wrote it?”

Even lovers of ancient literature and historians have been asked this question.

The junior high school students hurriedly went to the text and wrote in the annotation: In the seventeenth year of Emperor Yuewen, Emperor Wen praised Song Ming, the Duke of Fuguo at that time. In the same year, he entered Guozijian. In the eighth year of Emperor Wen, nomads in the north attacked and harassed the border towns. Song Ming asked for orders to go to war. Emperor Wen appointed King Zhongshan as the governor of the army and horses. Song Ming was the general of chariots and cavalry. In the old nest of the army, tens of thousands of enemies were captured, and the enemy was driven out of the pass in one fell swoop, which severely weakened the enemy's morale. Song Ming became famous in the first battle, and Emperor Wen was overjoyed.

In just a few words, I outline for everyone a young genius who is good at literature and martial arts.

After a careful search on the Internet, I found out that the life of this Fuguo Duke is even more legendary. Wen Neng can write a pen to secure the world, and Wu Neng can set the world on horseback. This is simply the most true portrayal of him.

However, I don't know why, this capable person is so low-key, and has been unknown for a long time.

Unfortunately, in 732, because of the jealousy of Emperor Wu, he was deeply involved in the ink corruption case and died in prison. After thirty years of troubled times, the new emperor ascended the throne in 769, and finally rebelled for the auxiliary country.

Liu Muxue has always had a good memory, she frowned in thought, and blurted out, Fu Guo Gong Song Ming?

Li Chengze gave him an approving look: That's right, it was Song Ming, the Duke of the State during Emperor Wen's period. He dedicated his whole life to the Moon Dynasty, and died after his death. His few records in the history books are amazing enough, but his son, But he is even more of an amazingly talented person, blue out of blue and better than blue, but for the son of Duke Fu, everyone must be even more unfamiliar.

He is our protagonist today, Song Xiangyu.

Everyone understands that the corpse found in the dungeon is the son of Duke Fu and Princess Hualian's son-in-law.

Everything is connected in series.

The picture scroll from three hundred years ago is slowly unfolding in front of my eyes.

The tension in Zhao Zhen's mind suddenly broke, and she stood up abruptly, her body shaking slightly because she was too excited.

Her face was full of disbelief: The son of Duke Fu? Song Xiangyu? Princess Hualian?

That dream, that dream she had, turned out to be true.

A thin layer of cold sweat floated up on her back, and the hairs on her arms stood upright.

this is too scary.

Ran Tengxiao squinted at her.

But Zhao Zhen couldn't care anymore, she grabbed Ran Tengxiao's arm, her eyes were full of horror.

Cousin, I can't stay any longer, take me out of here.

Ran Tengxiao flicked her hand away, looking inquiringly: What happened?

Zhao Zhen broke down emotionally and spoke incoherently: That night, I was in the mirror room and passed out. I had a dream. I dreamed of Princess Hualian and Song Xiangyu. It was so real, as if I saw it with my own eyes. Everything happened, right in the dungeon, she parted from him, he died so badly, the fire was so big, she actually ran in...

Ran Tengxiao got to the point, and asked softly, Mingjing's room?

Zhao Zhen's voice was full of crying: I just said that she is not a normal person, she is a lunatic, the jalan incense she uses is able to psychic, she must have seen a ghost...

The ghost is here to seek revenge, let's run...

Ye Jian frowned, what a mess.

Ran Tengxiao clasped her shoulders, pushed her back into the seat, and said flatly: In broad daylight, where is the ghost, it's just a ghost from the bottom of the heart.