From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1162

Fireworks burst, and Qu Ling in the distance waved, looking like a trick had succeeded, clenching her fists, as if she felt that she had vented her anger for Zhou Yuan.

Cai Ni held her hand, but she was crying.

She was the only one who knew her master best, and knew the difficulties and hardships of her master best. Now that everything was in full bloom, everything had a good ending, and her heart was full of emotion.

Dai Si and Guan Caixi looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They didn't participate deeply in this war, but they could feel the cruelty and suffering in it.

Now it's all over, and the laughter of the people around proved this. It's worth being happy anyway.

People are always looking for happiness in their lives.

No matter where they are, for what reason.

This happiness is obviously what everyone desires, both rationally and emotionally, so they are all very wanton.

"It's not the end."

Zhou Yuan held Daichan's hand and said quietly: "It's the beginning."

"There's still so much life to do. You're still young, so you can't talk about the end."

He looked around, looked at countless faces, and smiled: "The pain experienced here is temporarily forgotten, but it has not been truly erased."

"To let everyone stand up from the pool of blood, just like a big tree broken by wind and rain, it must continue to take root and sprout, branch out, until it becomes lush and strong again."

Wanyan Daichan followed his gaze and saw everything.

She heard every word clearly. These words were not love words, but made her heart tremble.

She choked and said: "Yes, we will do that, and we can do it."

The MC shouted: "First bow to heaven and earth!"

The two looked at each other, held hands and bowed together.

"Second bow to the parents!"

There was no parents, there was a flag of the Great Jin hanging there, and a shrine of shamanism.

The two bowed again.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

Amid the shouts of countless people, the two faced each other, their eyes intertwined.

The picture became blurry, and everything Wanyan Daichan saw was blurry, but her heart was extremely clear.

She bowed slightly and bowed to Zhou Yuan.

The two of them gently put their foreheads together, feeling each other's warmth and breath.

Wanyan Daichan did not stand up. She said softly, "Zhou Yuan, we have come all the way to where we are now. It has been so difficult. After all the vicissitudes of life, I am confused and ignorant. Even if I know what to do, my heart is empty."

Zhou Yuan said, "Well, I will help you. I will help you build confidence."

Wanyan Daichan said, "Huang Taiji said everything very well. He said that the Jurchens and the Han people will become one family. Is that true?"

"Don't lie to me. You have to tell the truth."

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "It's true."

Wanyan Daichan said, "Why? After all, we once had hatred."

Zhou Yuan said, "Because hatred is not as important as happiness. When family affection and culture are inextricably intertwined, hatred will slowly be forgotten."

Wanyan Daichan's figure trembled slightly, and she murmured, "I want to see that day."

Zhou Yuan said, "I will accompany you to see it."

The two slowly raised their heads, and Zhou Yuan looked at her and smiled slowly.

Wanyan Daichan's face and eyes were a little red. Facing his burning eyes, she was a little trembling and couldn't help but lower her head.

She opened her red lips and whispered: "Husband..."

Zhou Yuan laughed out loud, hugged her in his arms, and turned around in place.

Wanyan Daichan's skirt and hair flew up, and there was laughter all around, and she finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

She said softly: "Put me down quickly, there are still things to talk about."

Zhou Yuan put her down and smiled: "Do you want to talk or do I?"

"I'll do it!"

Wanyan Daichan said: "I hope I have more courage and responsibility to face all this."

They held hands, and she looked at everyone around.

Everyone was looking at them.

Wanyan Daichan said: "All the Jurchens, all the Han people, all the compatriots present."

"Thank you for coming to witness my wedding with Zhou Yuan, thank you for cheering for it, and feel sincerely happy."

The voices around gradually became smaller and finally became quiet.

The wind blew, Wanyan Daichan's hair flew, and she seemed to be glowing in the eyes.

She said loudly: "As everyone knows, for a hundred years, we Jurchens and Han people have been fighting for land, for power, for materials, but essentially for better survival."

"We used to fight and have irreconcilable hatred... But it is undeniable that even when the hatred was the most intense, there were always people from our two tribes who lived together."

"For example, after the Jurchens occupied Shenzhou, there were still a large number of Han people living here. We were hostile to each other, but also interacted with each other"We Jurchens are learning Chinese characters, speaking Chinese, and eating Chinese food." "We are gradually integrating into the civilization of the Han people." The people didn't know what she wanted to express, but they just looked at each other and distinguished who was Manchu and who was Han. They still had the hatred in their hearts, but after living and dying together, this hatred was not so strong, and more ordinary people were more concerned about their specific lives. Wanyan Daichan said: "The enemy from the north came to kill us, the Jurchens fought hard against the enemy, and the Han people also raised their swords to protect this city." "We shared the same hatred, lived and died together, experienced the test of blood and fire, and finally ushered in victory." "But without the reinforcements of the Jin Dynasty and the sacrifices of the Han people, could we Jurchens really win?" "I'm afraid we have already been under the iron hoof of the northern invaders, and I'm afraid we have already been exterminated. ”

“In order to protect us, the Han people paid a huge sacrifice. More than 100,000 of their heroes are buried here and can never return home.”

“My fellow countrymen, our nation has developed for thousands of years and has always had a simple moral value. Do we still have to discriminate against the Han people? Do we still have to continue to be hostile?”

“No, we should treat them as friends, benefactors, and blood relatives.”

“From today on, there is no Qing Dynasty, no Jin Dynasty.”

“There are only the Jurchens, the Jurchens belonging to the Great Jin.”

“This is the territory of the Great Jin, and we are the people of the Great Jin.”

“We are... a family. "

When these words came out, countless people around were in an uproar.

The Han people were shocked, then excited, and even couldn't help crying.

Returning to the embrace of the motherland and the nation is the ideal they have dreamed of for countless years.

The Jurchens are multi-polarized. Some people think that although it is unexpected, it is reasonable, and even a good thing, and they will live a good life in the future.

Some people don't mind, but they are not optimistic that the two sides can really live in peace.

Some people can't accept it, thinking that this has long been the land of the Jurchens, and they can't give everything away just to thank the other side for sending troops to rescue.

There are also some couples who are married to Manchus and Hans, who have lived in a position that they don't even know for many years, full of grief. At this moment, they finally ushered in a new life, and couldn't help but be moved to tears, hugging and crying.

Everyone was talking, and the scene was extremely noisy and noisy.

Wanyan Daichan held Zhou Yuan's hand tightly and watched all this quietly. She was not afraid, she just felt at ease and happy.

This step was finally taken.