kvmb Chapter 318 Dominoes
Chapter 318 Dominoes
It's a simple home-style stir-fry, and it tastes different from what you get in restaurants, but it's inexplicably delicious.
Nianyao obligingly finished all the food and patted her round belly: "You have the potential to be a great chef."
Su Wuming always wore a gentle smile, looking kind and peaceful: "Sister, you are welcome to come often if you like."
Like father, like son; Su Wuming is already so outstanding at such a young age. His father is famous throughout the world, so he can only be more excellent.
Such an excellent man was willing to cook and clean for his wife, and his two sons inherited such fine qualities.
Nianyao exclaimed, "The three of you can all cook so well? Your mother is truly blessed."
Su Wuming shook his head: "No, my dad and brother are both pretty... average cooks, but I'm alright."
Nianyao asked in surprise, "Isn't your mother very picky?"
Su Wuming said, "She's picky about the cooks, but not about us."
Nianyao paused for a moment, then said, "I saw a clump of Xiangfei bamboo in the yard, it's growing quite well. Is that your mother next to the bamboo?"
Su Wuming said, "My father planted it. He really likes bamboo... My mother likes it too."
So Su Wuming saw Qi Fei when he arrived, and knew she had seen Qi Fei too. Why didn't he greet Qi Fei or introduce her to her?
Now that everyone has arrived at the mansion, it would be impolite not to pay respects to the host. Wouldn't that be disrespectful to the uncle's family?
Su Wuming seemed unwilling to continue the topic: "Why did my sister fight with the prince?"
Nianyao was still furious when she thought about it: "He said that Prince An hadn't released Qin Jiu, so I asked where Brother Jiu had gone. He said he didn't know, and even said that Luo An and I were brainless idiots who had been sold out by An Liangchen and were still helping him count the money."
They fought over this? And they even came back early?
Su Wuming rubbed her forehead: "The prince is fond of joking, sister, you don't need to take it to heart. Did you go to the Xue residence, sister?"
Nianyao shook her head: "No, I came to find you as soon as I got back."
Something?
Su Wuming's mind raced, and he tentatively asked, "Are you afraid of being scolded by Uncle Xue? Should I go back with my sister?"
Nianyao said, "How could I be afraid of being scolded? You don't know what I was like when I was little... Let's not talk about when I was little, I want you to take me to see the Emperor."
Su Wuming laughed and said, "Sister wanted to tell you about when you were little, when Uncle Xue went to visit you at Dahe Gang. As a result, you cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations and even drew your sword to kill him."
Although she was not in Qinzhou, there were still many legends about her.
Nianyao coughed lightly, pretending not to hear: "I would like to ask Your Majesty to negotiate peace with Dongyang."
Su Wuming had been wondering why Yao had met with Xu Nuo, so he immediately asked, "Why do you want to negotiate peace?"
Nianyao hadn't expected Su Wuming to react so strongly, and her words became somewhat disjointed: "Because... Nan Yue won't win."
Su Wuming pressed further, "Why won't Nan Yue win?"
Nianyao said seriously, "Do you know Xu Sheng? He treats war like a game; his ambition isn't to win."
Su Wuming said, "We won the Battle of Xiling. Nan Yue has more than just General Xu Sheng; we have many generals. Our generals led the troops across the river, and we won more often than we lost."
My brother led his troops across the river from Jiangning towards the northwest, intending to join forces with General Zhou Yan. It was indeed regrettable that General Zhou Yan died in battle, but Deputy General Zhu is leading the remaining troops eastward; they will soon meet up in Yingzhou.
Nianyao thought Su Wuming would readily take her to see Xu Nuo, but she never expected Su Wuming to react this way. She thought: All self-righteousness will eventually become retribution.
Nianyao went to Xuanzhi Mountain again. She walked slowly up the steps and turned to look down when she stood on the last step.
Xuanzhi Mountain is exceptionally beautiful in winter, with the leaves displaying rich layers of color. The light yellow leaves seem to be bathed in a warm and soft glow, while the deep yellow leaves seem to contain the vicissitudes and profound history of time.
Amidst the varying shades of yellow leaves, the uprightness and verdant green of pines and cypresses stand out, a testament to the indomitable spirit and resilience of life.
Xuanzhi Mountain is very similar to the back of Taiwei Mountain. Perhaps all the mountains and forests under heaven are similar: a variety of flowers and trees, with petals falling in abundance.
When the late emperor was alive, did he stand at the highest point of the steps, looking down at the mountains and forests and gazing at the fields, and involuntarily think of Mount Taiwei?
Yes, it will! It definitely will!
That's why she buried herself here, so quietly, so that she could become part of the mountain along with the dust and fallen leaves. Did she want to erase the traces of her existence in South Vietnam?
Does she feel lonely?
Yes, it will.
Nianyao grew up surrounded by people, always with uncles, older brothers, and peers around her. She laughed and joked, playing with guns and sticks, climbing trees and going to the sea... She was so busy that she didn't have time to feel lonely.
But now, as she stepped across the stone octagonal circle and picked up the fallen yellow leaves within it, she clearly felt a feeling called loneliness rising from her heart, rushing into her mind, and overflowing from her eyes, forcing her to shed tears.
Nianyao knelt on the ground, raised her hand to her heart, and murmured, "Mother, your daughter-in-law is useless and can't do anything."
There seemed to be a light flickering in front of her, and Nianyao subconsciously looked up. The light shone through the almost bare branches of the mimosa tree and into Nianyao's eyes.
Nianyao rubbed her eyes, covered her forehead with her hand, and squinted to take a closer look. She noticed that something seemed to be hanging on a high branch.
Nianyao was very good at climbing trees, so good that her actions preceded her thoughts. She climbed up the trunk to a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), then climbed about three chi (approximately 1.5 meters) up a fist-sized branch. She carefully lay on the branch and reached out to untie a domino.
A dragon was carved on the small white square, tied with a translucent white rope. The rope was flexible and strong, and it looked extraordinary at first glance.
The shape and movement of the dragon on the square are the same as the dragon on the back of Xu Sheng's bronze mirror, with several small black dots from head to tail.
Nianyao leaned closer to examine it closely, pulled out the hairpin and poked at it, then blew on it. The black dots were small holes blocked by dust: seven small holes, six the size of mung beans, and the one in the middle the size of a soybean.
Another Azure Dragon from the East? Could it be that the late Emperor of Nanyue was an incarnation of the Azure Dragon from the East? So that bronze mirror wasn't from a conch shell, but was given to Xu Sheng by the late Emperor?
This domino doesn't emit light, so how did a light just flash into her eyes?
Confused, Nianyao held the dominoes high towards the sun, then looked up at them. Light streamed in through the small holes, and Nianyao saw a dragon soaring through the air.
Was it a hallucination?
Nianyao looked down, blinked, and then looked up again. This time, she saw a woman carrying on the dragon's back.
The woman sitting on the dragon's back was dressed in white, her black hair reaching her waist, and she always had her back to Nianyao. Nianyao couldn't see her face, but a stunningly beautiful face had automatically materialized in her mind.
In an instant, the wind and clouds shifted, and the dragon and the woman seemed to be struck by something heavy. The woman fell from the dragon's back into the sea and sank to the bottom, her limbs bound by iron chains.
The dragon tumbled in the air, its tendons being ripped out by an invisible hand. The dragon's form shrank smaller and smaller until it finally fell into the sea as a domino.
The woman let out a piercing scream: No!