Liang went to see his own son, hugged Liu Zhao and cried bitterly for a while. Liu Zhao was a little strange to his biological mother, when he was just born, he was handed over by Liu Wei to be raised by Dou, Dou framed Liang, and when Liang died of depression, he had no memory.

The blood bond between mother and son was severed with the death of Petz, and all that was left was probably a trace of yearning for family affection.

Liang accompanied Liu Zhaosan in the Dao Palace and made a lot of food. Before dawn on the fourth day, a man quietly went to reincarnate. Many ghosts are like this, they always can't let go of their children and grandchildren in the world, but when their children and grandchildren really die, they don't have any reluctant thoughts.

Reluctance is sometimes a kind of deceptive emotion, making you feel how important and unavoidable those people and things are in the distance. It is not until those people and things come to your eyes one day that you will find that those feelings that are difficult to let go of are a kind of self-deception.

The tragedy of the world is to deceive oneself over and over again, to give oneself a lot of hope, and then after a long time, to bear the pain of those hopes turning into disappointment.

Liu Zhao seems to understand, but he doesn't seem to understand. Liang's departure made him sad a little, but he didn't feel heartbroken. The ancestors also took the time to visit them one by one, and there was no special emotion. He was only ten years old when he died, and his memory of his father was not deep enough to be clearly visible. What's more, the tragedy of the biological mother is largely the result of the father's indulgence.

He has a grudge, complaining that his father is not discerning enough. The grievances are not deep, the emperor is also a human being, and it is impossible to know everything very clearly after all. He has love, his biological mother is concerned about him every day in the underworld, how can he be completely unblessed, but his love is not deep, and the Liang family has not left even a trace in his memory in the world. He fell into a kind of confusion, a kind of confusion that he didn't know what the future would be.

Liu Ying had noticed Liu Zhao's confusion and specially invited him to drink. In Wei Zifu's restaurant, a small but elegant single room.

Wine is not a good wine, but it is strong. So strong that Liu Zhao kept coughing.

Liu Ying had slapped him the back and said, "Spirits are not good at all, they are too spicy when they enter the throat." But when you swallow it, it becomes a hot ball. Burn all you have and burn out a new self. ”

It was the first time Liu Zhao drank such an ordinary spirit, and it was also the first time he had heard others like this.

Liu Ai continued, and said: "You are much happier than me, you were a prince when you were born, and you were also in the conspiracy of the palace, but you have never been a death row prisoner like me. You haven't lived in the people, you don't know the hardships of life, and you always feel that you can have whatever you want in this world. Dou Xian was easily knocked down by you, and Dou was frightened by you and retracted into the harem. Everything you get, it's a little too easy. ”

"Emperor Xiaoxuan, I ......"

Before Liu Zhao could go down, Liu Ying had already interrupted him.

"You don't need anything, you don't need anything today, you just need to drink, drink in big gulps. Then I went back to sleep, and then got up and went to work. After finishing work, you come here to drink, and the cycle goes on and on until you figure it out, and then you stop. ”

After all this, Liu Zhao didn't stay long, just patted Liu Zhao's shoulder and walked out of the room.

Liu Zhao couldn't understand why Liu Ying wanted him to be an alcoholic, but it was okay if he didn't understand. Emperor Xiaoxuan will not harm himself, listen to him, just drink.

A jar of spirits, only drank less than half of it, and the rest was spit out by Liu Zhao before it could enter his throat. When I walked out of the restaurant, I swayed, as if I was about to fall down the next moment.

He still didn't fall on the way back, but collapsed in his room in the Dao Palace, and collapsed on his bed.

Liu Zhao had a dream, a very distant dream, in which he was not dead yet, and he continued to be the emperor in the world. It's just that he has no concubines and no children, so he is the only one who is alone. Every day he was buried in the mountains of songs, and there was no moment of Qingxi's hard work being rewarded, the country became more powerful in his hands, and the neighbors around him were trembling under the soldiers of the big man. No country dares to disobey the Han Dynasty, and no country dares to disobey him, the emperor.

He had achieved a peerless feat, but he became even busier, and could only sleep less than two hours a day.

He woke up in the midst of his hustle and bustle, looking at everything around him, and the sun shining through the window into the room, shining on his face, he remembered that he was in the underworld. Everything in the world has become an unchangeable past, like a dream, and when you wake up from the dream, everything is in vain.

The affairs of the Dao Palace were not very busy, and even most of the time seemed to be very clear, and Liu Zhao passed another day in his leisure, and he could not find the slightest meaning, the slightest value.

In the restaurant, he still had yesterday's private room, and there were still the same spirits on the table as yesterday. Liu Ill didn't come now, only he was in the room.

One cup, one cup, and another. He drank most of it today, but he vomited less than half of it.

Liu Zhao drank, worked, and drank like this day after day. Until he drank an entire jar of spirits in its entirety, without wasting a drop.

He had the last dream, and after waking up, he kept shouting Deng Sui's name, and he only remembered Deng Sui. His queen, his wife, the only one he couldn't let go.

Liu Zhao walked out of the room with a smile, Deng Sui is the meaning of his existence. Isn't it the happiest thing for a person or a ghost to have someone who is worth waiting for and thinking about.

He figured it out, he wanted to wait for Deng Sui in the underworld, be with Deng Sui, and live his own good life like Emperor Xiaoxuan and his wife.

Liu Zhao couldn't wait for Deng Sui, when he died, Deng Sui was just twenty-five years old, and she still had a lot of time to live, to take on the huge empire for him. She will be very hard in the world, much harder than her current days in the underworld.

He still waited for someone, a very unexpected person. Liu Long was hugged by the ghost pawn and sent to Liu Zhao's arms. After all, Liu Long failed to escape the same fate as his brother, and died early before he was a year old.

Such a baby has no merit, his subjective consciousness has not yet been formed, and what can a child who can't even speak clearly do? The prefecture's treatment of such babies is usually to send them directly to reincarnation. Early death is a sorrow, both for people and ghosts. The baby is the first of all the ghosts in the underworld, and the reincarnation sequence is at the top, which is a kind of moral compensation. If there is a circle, there will be a deficiency, and if there is a deficiency, there will naturally be a circle. Long and short, short and long, there is no eternal short, and there is no eternal long.

The reason why Liu Long was sent to Liu Zhao was because Liu Zhao was in the underworld at the moment, and if his parents were in the underworld, they would be sent over to get together with his parents for a while, and then the judge's office would consider when to send him to reincarnation.

Liu Long was hugged by Liu Zhao, and Liu Long smiled in his arms, smiling very sweetly. The immature appearance is also very cute, and anyone who sees it will be cute by him. But Liu Zhao didn't, Liu Zhao hugged his son and only felt sad from his heart. Emperor Guangwu died at the age of sixty-two, Emperor Xiaoming died at the age of forty-eight, but his father Emperor Xiaozhang only lived to be thirty-three years old, and he died young at twenty-seven. Now that his son died before he was a year old, could it be that the royal family really can't live long?

With questions, Liu Zhao took his son to the Yan Jun Palace. In the middle of the main hall, he questioned himself.

This question involves too deep a truth to be answered by immortals. The fifth and the fifth looked at the boss, the seventh and me. Lao Qi spread his hands, indicating that he couldn't understand why. I also looked at the boss directly, and I couldn't understand the short life of the royal family in the world.

The Boss is the highest cultivation among all Yan Jun, and the closest to the realm of Venerable. He should answer the things we don't understand.

The boss smiled wryly and shook his head, as if he didn't really want to talk about it. He smiled bitterly for a long time, seeing that we were still looking at him, Liu Zhao had also been waiting for His Highness.

Cai said: "This matter involves the great cause and effect of the dynasty, and I can't either, there is only one sentence that can be said." ”

Liu Zhao hurriedly asked, "Please also ask Great Yan Jun to make it clear!"

The boss said word by word: "Everything in the world will be sick." ”

Liu Zhao's brows furrowed high, and he thought about the boss's words repeatedly in his heart. After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't know it very clearly, so I had to give up. After all, he is already dead, no matter how much he thinks about it and knows more, it has no practical effect.

Deng Sui in the world, like Liu Zhao, is frowning at her. There was more than one wrinkle, and Liu Long's early death caused her to fall into a kind of political panic.

Liu Zhao has only one son left in the world, Liu Sheng, who has been ill since childhood. Although Liu Sheng lived longer than those brothers, he did not have a good day. If Liu Sheng is appointed emperor, it is difficult to guarantee that he will be able to sit on the throne long enough. But if Liu Sheng is not established, there will be no one else in Liu Zhao's lineage.

The hall of Zhangde was a little gloomy, the doors and windows were closed very tightly, and not a single mosquito could fly in.

Deng Sui sat all night in such a Zhangde hall, with that indescribable tiredness in his heart.

When the sun rose on the second day, she came out of the temple with a hint of determination on her face.

Liu Hu, the prince of Xuanqinghe, went to Luoyang and became emperor.

This empire can not have a second emperor who died early, and the people had better talk about those gods and ghosts, and several emperors in a row have a short life, for fear that they will be taken advantage of by people with intentions to cause trouble.

When the news came out, the ministers were in an uproar, and several people in the court colluded with each other in a vain attempt to abolish the empress dowager and the emperor who had just succeeded to the throne, and set up Liu Zhao's son Liu Sheng as the emperor.

When the news was revealed, Deng Sui acted first and quelled the premeditated rebellion.

As soon as the changes in the world reached Linfu, Deng Sui was about to face a new disaster. The Queen Mother, who is less than 30 years old, has been in power for less than a year. The countries of the Western Regions united to rebel against the Han, and the army was only open for a few days. The Qiang people raised troops again, and Liangzhou was in an emergency.

The emperors of the Han Dynasty became ants on a hot pot in a hurry, and since Liu Zhuang's death, Liu Wei began, and the world has not stopped. It's always in trouble. But those who rule in the world are orphans and widows. Could it be that he is really going to die?