Judging from the distance, we couldn't make it back to the capital tonight. The guards went to clean up the rooms that had not been occupied for a long time so that they could stay at night. Fuyuan Zhou and Su Rimu took Bennett Fu, Zhen Zhen and Liu Tianqing there. The hillside behind the house.
It was very spacious there, and there was only one twisting pine tree. Standing on the hillside, you could see the surrounding mountains at a glance. Under the old pine, there stood a grave covered with grass.
There is only one word "Liu" left on Laojiu's tombstone. The writing is sharp and it can be seen that it was carved by Fu Yuanzhou with a sword.
"Uncle, Zi Zhen and I are back to see you." Su Rimu said, regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not, he sat on the ground next to the tombstone with a jar of wine, smiling and talking as if the person in the tomb was still alive standing in front of him. Like in front of me.
Zhen Zhen was staring at the tomb when he was suddenly pulled by the sitting scholar, and then he heard the other person's smiling voice saying:
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