On the day of the donation ceremony, Shen Gong and Uncle Shen appeared in front of the public, and Shen Ce, who really organized this charity event, had already taken Zhao Zhao and Shen Shao to Jiujiang. There is a branch there, which belongs to Shen Ce's own enterprise.

A group of workaholics prepared report materials excitedly because the boss came to inspect the work. Unexpectedly, as soon as Shen Ce arrived at the Jiujiang branch, the first order was: Backbone team building, go to Lushan and Poyang Lake.

The subordinates complained all the time, accusing the boss of playing with things and losing his mind. In this way, the company's business will stagnate... Suddenly, everyone fell silent. Outside the glass wall, Shen Zhaozhao took a little boy's hand and entered Shen Ce's office.

These subordinates exchanged glances. It turned out that the boss who disappeared for several years was "trafficked by love", but there was such a complicated and heart-wrenching love story behind it... Ten minutes later, the news that the boss had a seven- or eight-year-old son spread throughout the company and even returned to the general manager. The company and its branch in Singapore... When the backbone of the company heard that Shao Shao called Shen Ce "Uncle and Grandpa", the rumor was no longer able to be clarified.

At noon, the group arrived at Poyang Lake.

"Many people come to camp after late autumn," Xiang Duo, one of Shen Ce's most powerful assistants, held up his glasses, pointed to the vast Poyang Lake, and said to Zhaozhao, "This is the place where birds spend the winter. In autumn and winter, it is the paradise of white cranes, and there are hundreds of thousands of swans, wild geese, wild ducks, geese, and the largest flock of wintering birds.

She has never seen migratory birds migrating, but has only seen herds migrating in the African grasslands, and she can probably imagine the grand occasion in winter.

On the way, Xiang Duo went to the Yangtze River and told the children about the battle of Chibi. Shen Shao was addicted to hearing it. When he arrived at Poyang Lake, he asked Xiang Duo about the war story of Poyang Lake. Xiang Duo didn't understand this and asked his boss for help.

Usually, Shen Ce rarely talks about "war" with people. Today, with Zhaozhao by his side, standing by the water of Poyang Lake, he thinks that he rescued Zhaozhao from Wuling County, where he had a short rest, and that evening when he drank horses at Poyang Lake, his heart softened. Following the child's wishes: "Chaisang is an important military town, mainly from one mountain and two waters, Lushan, the Yangtze River and Poyang Lake."

"The Yangtze River separates the north and the south, and there are countless famous battles," he looked at the vast lake. "The largest battle at Poyang Lake was the Ming fleet against Chen Youliang. Ten thousand troops defeated the enemy army of 600,000, and they won a great victory. After the Battle of Poyang Lake, Ming □□ dared to say that the world is determined."

After he finished speaking, he added: "It is the largest water battle in the medieval world."

Xiang Duo was inspired by these few words: "It would be nice if I could experience it once, and go back to the past."

"Experience?" He looked at the subordinate.

"A magic weapon, galloping across the world," Fang Duo said, "a hero in troubled times, this is the dream of men."

The hero of the cold weapon era, there can be no more modern warfare.

Shen Ce was silent for a while and said, "I'll tell you a rough figure, what's behind the heroic story. At the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty, due to the long-term wars, there were less than 18 million people left. After that, it was returned to Taiping. At the peak of the Western Han Dynasty, there were about 60 million people. The Western Han Dynasty was about 60 million people. At the end of the war, the population was halved. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the war broke out again, and after the First World War in Chibi, the population lost countless numbers, and the statistics in the later period of the Three Kingdoms were less than 8 million. It was not until the Western Jin Dynasty that it recovered to more than 16 million. "

Although ancient population statistics have various obstacles and cannot be accurate, they can glimpse the damage of war.

In the Three Kingdoms where famous generals were born, there were battles that were hailed by later generations, and there were also: Cao Cao was short of food, his advisors provided food, and mixed human flesh; Liu Bei attacked Guangling, the army was cut off, and people ate each other. At that time, a few lines of words were a battle for a city, and there were battles at every moment. Which general captured which city, or was captured, or killed, or won a great victory. As for the dead people, there is only one statistic left.

"The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster in a thousand miles. Every time in troubled times, there are three common words in history books that are 'people eat each other'," he said softly, "If it weren't for this, who would want to leave their relatives behind and take up arms?"

Flocks of birds flew by, shadows fell in his eyes, and he couldn't be shocked. These eyes seemed to see through the ups and downs of thousands of years here.

Xiang Duo put on his glasses, pondered for a while, and said, "You guys are playing, I'll go see if there are any anti-war projects that can be invested in." He turned around and went to the car. In a word, let everyone continue to play, he went back to the company to prepare a new project... He didn't hold back, and he didn't give face to the boss Shen Ce, so he drove back.

Zhaozhao was convinced by the work attitude of Shen Ce's subordinates, and he didn't know where in the world he found them one by one.

In addition to them, there are other travelers from driving tours. I don't know which car released a song "Blue Lotus" with a very sense of age. Shen Ce listened to it for a while and said to Zhaozhao: "The year this song became popular, Macau issued operating licenses to SJM, Galaxy and Wynn."

"Yes," she said, "my mother only met your father because she was in charge of this part of the business."

What Shen Ce wanted to say was in the back: "Your mother flew to Macau for the first time to talk business with my dad because of the license. I was sick and I was in Hong Kong. I heard that your mother went to Macau and changed into a suit that day. , I forced myself to accompany your mother and my elders to dinner."

"Prepare to take over the family's business?" She felt distressed, "It's too hard. Uncle Shen doesn't feel sorry for you."

"Not for business, because she's your mother," he said, "to make a good impression."

"How old was I then?" She was surprised.

"Fourteen."

She was fourteen that year, in Montreal, and he was seventeen, in Hong Kong.

That night, they lived in Lushan.

After sleeping until midnight, he took her out of the house and drove along the mountain road to a parking lot. put out the fire.

She opened the car window, and the birds and insects in the woods chirped, sometimes light and sometimes heavy: "Where is this?"

"A place," he said, "you sleep a little longer, it's time for us to get off."

Zhaozhao couldn't fathom him, so she covered her with a blanket and made up her sleep... It was not Shen Ce who woke her up again, but the sound of a distant bell, intermittently, as if in the horizon, as if someone was chanting sutras.

"Did you hear that?" She looked at him confused.

He nodded: "Monks do morning classes."

She touched his watch and squinted to see the time, it's less than five o'clock? It turns out that the people in the temple do morning classes so early.

"We're just waiting for this?" She covered her mouth and yawned.

He put his hands behind his back, and did not deny it: "When I woke up in Montreal, you let me hear the church bells. Today, when I go to Mount Lu, I will also show you the bells in the temple."

Zhaozhao closed his eyes, leaned against his arm, and smiled softly.

After she woke up, she got out of the car with Shen Ce. In the forest, there was not a single figure walking around, and the two of them descended along the stone-paved path in the sound of the morning class by the light of the flashlight.

"I have a little aunt who watched my sister and I were born. When she talked about Lushan, she often said that the scholar was elegant in the old days, and she came to Lushan and put on a few altars of clouds to go back." Zhaozhao took his arm and chatted softly, "she said, Lushan The Sea of ​​Clouds is the most famous—”

The voice is interrupted.

On the instep, a little black Blondon jumped up... sticky and wet. Her hair stood on end, trying to wink at him. Shen Ce took a photo with a flashlight, squatted down, and identified the small things on her feet.

"Guess what?" She was still in the mood to tease her.

She held her breath. "...Frog, or Toad?"

"toad."

A scream, startling the birds in the forest. In the light of the flashlight, a small green frog jumped into the grass. Her chest heaved violently, and she pointed at him, her face pale: "It's obviously a frog."

He stood up straight: "Aren't they all the same?"

She glared at him angrily, Shen Ce gestured with her eyes, she thought there was something else, and tremblingly looked at the grass beside the stone road, there was nothing. Being frightened and frightened by him like this, she had a psychological barrier and refused to leave, lest any strange creatures pop up again.

He sighed: "I'll carry you, and nothing will jump on my feet."

Zhao Zhao was naturally afraid of reptiles, and was frightened by frogs, so he did not dare to walk the mountain road in the middle of the night. His current physical strength, carrying her is no different from carrying a child of a few years old, effortlessly.

Before dawn, the mountain road was going down again. The stone road was slippery and he walked slowly.

She held up her flashlight and showed him the way forward: "Where are we going?"

"Huanglong Temple."

"What are you doing so early?"

"The incense sticks on the top, and have a vegetarian meal by the way."

"You still lie to the monk for breakfast?"

"How is it cheating?" He smiled and kicked away the broken stones on the road. "There is a merit box in the temple, let's invest more merit money."

In the fragrance of grass and trees, he carried her on his back and walked, and it was getting brighter.

It is said that it is the best to watch the sunrise and the sea of ​​​​clouds from the Wangpo Pavilion on Mount Lu. You can see the orange-red change of the sky and the earth in an instant, and the water and sky on the Poyang Lake below the mountain.

At this time, what she saw was the most ordinary side of the sunrise on Mount Lu. On the stone path leading to the temple, she and he followed the sound of bells and chanting, from night to dawn, with nothing but towering ancient trees on both sides.

"What's so special about this temple?" she asked. "A special visit?"

Three years later, the abbot returned the Heart Protection Jade to Fang Duo according to Shen Ce's instructions.

That day, Chao Yan, Yu Rong, and Fang Duo came together with the expectation of knowing Shen Ce's whereabouts, but unfortunately, the abbot just put his palms together, sang a Buddha's name, and refused to say more. The three former generals have all sank their weapons into the river, and are no longer generals. They are dressed in regular clothes and stand in an inconspicuous side hall door, surrounding the abbots.

The abbot was forced to be helpless, and pushed open the hidden door of the hall. There were more than a dozen ranks inside. Shen Ce and Shen Zhaozhao stood side by side. The fourteen generals below were the former generals. Except for the three of them who were still alive, all their names were: "He said, it's only if he went early and walked with these brothers in Jingzhou City."

This was erected by the monks in the temple, all of whom were rescued by the Shen family army.

The three of them stared at the names, and the grievances and injustices that had been pressing on their chests for many years surged up, tearfully begging the abbot to write something for Shen Ce. They couldn't control the historians of the dynasty and China, they only wanted to be able to rectify Shen Ce's name in a place outside the world.

"Don't the donors follow him for so long, don't they understand his temperament?" The abbot asked with a smile.

The three were silent for a long time and left.

The abbot watched them leave, as if seeing a man walking up the stone steps of the ancient temple step by step.

The man had a smile in his phoenix eyes, and his hands behind his back were holding a girl with black hair, black eyes, and fair skin who looked left and right. The girl was dressed in simple clothes, with no rouge on, but it reminded people of the bright red petals holding the morning mist, and the kind of large piles that filled the garden. At a glance, her eyes are full of her, and the beauty of other things will never be seen again.

She laughs, and he laughs with her, taking her joy as her joy and her sorrow as her sorrow.

Outside the shelter that day, Shen Ce braved the rain and looked at Mount Luojia in the distance. His father-in-law said, "The most regrettable thing is that there is no way to accompany her to cross the sea to climb the mountain and walk the stone steps in front of the mountain gate."

And people have no regrets in this life.

"If there is a next life, I want to accompany her through all the temples she passes by, as well as the stone steps in front of the mountain gate."