The morning sun was half-rippling, and the clouds in the sky were also dyed red. The woman looked sideways, her eyes were also dyed red, she was plain and green, although she was also dressed like an ordinary woman, but with that bewitching and gorgeous face, no one would talk nonsense with her eyes open.

At this time, she was standing on a small hill outside the imperial city, and there was a young man standing beside her, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was also dressed in ordinary clothes, but the extravagance surrounding him would definitely not make people think that he was the son of an ordinary family.

Yes, these two people are none other than Ziyan and Yuyu, and it has been three years in the blink of an eye. The little emperor has become more and more experienced as an emperor over the years, not only with the bearing of an emperor, but also with the heart of unremitting efforts for the safety of the people.

In the past three years, Ziyan has also slowly delegated power, and not long ago, the time for listening to politics was changed to once every three days. Right now, she and the little emperor came out, and it was a private visit to Weifu.

The little emperor went out of the imperial city for the first time in his life, and he felt fresh everywhere, he pointed to the green field and asked, "Niangniang, is that the rice field mentioned in the book?"

Ziyan nodded and said, "Yes, this is the time to plant spring seedlings." ”

The blue stretches up, the thin stream meanders, and when you hear the wind sweep by, it is a wave that makes people happy.

The two talked as they walked, and the little emperor talked about his views on taxation and improvements from time to time, and Ziyan listened to the reasonableness, so he praised slightly.

When the two walked to the athletics, they saw the peasants who came out early, and a peasant woman with a basket in her hand and a blue cloth happened to pass by, and when she saw the two people who were both beautiful colors, she was stunned, and said stupidly: "Where are the two distinguished guests?"

The little emperor was stunned, he hadn't enjoyed it yet, and this was seen by a country woman.

Ziyan reacted very quickly, smiled, and made people's hearts melt. "My sister has a good eye, and my sister and brother also came here for the subject laid out by my husband. This countryside is funny, and the folk customs are also simple, which makes people happy, forget their minds for a while, and come here. ”

Although the folk woman didn't understand her words, she also heard her praise, and her face smiled, although it was dark, but it was very kind.

The little emperor looked at it stunned, and sighed in his heart, Niangniang still has such a way. Ziyan quietly patted the little emperor, and the little emperor also had an idea, "Sister, are you going to deliver food to your family?"

Such a handsome young man talked to himself, and the peasant woman was also very energetic in replying. Lang Jun guessed correctly, the slave family was going to send breakfast to her husband at home. ”

The little emperor said, "Sister, what did you eat earlier?" he looked curiously at the basket in the peasant woman's hand.

The peasant woman smiled, "Ordinary people's coarse food, I'm afraid that Lang Jun won't be used to it?" But he still enthusiastically took out a black steamed bun from the inside, the color made people have no appetite when they saw it, but the peasant woman's expression seemed to be the most abundant food, "There are still some pickles from last year, do you want Lang Jun." ”

The little emperor was surprised, "You eat these in the morning?"

The peasant woman said disapprovingly, "This is already very good. ”

The little emperor replied, "Really?"

After saying goodbye to the peasant woman, the little emperor has been a little depressed. Ziyan saw it in his eyes, but he was very relieved in his heart, the little emperor is really the emperor, he knows the worries of the people, and believes that with him, the country will definitely be stronger and richer in the future.

Zi Yan still said the words of explanation, "Emperor, you need to know that when there are more people in the world than her, there are starvation in the streets, and there are corpses in the night, in the eyes of the emperor, it is the people of this country, and in their hands, there are their birth, old age, sickness and death." The things that are pictured are determined by the world, the four seas, and the well-being of all people. As the Son of Heaven, how can he be short-sighted, how can he be vain?"

The little emperor still seemed to understand something, he vaguely saw his own way, and it was obscured by the fog. Slowly, look down and think.

Ziyan stopped talking.

When you walk to the avenue, the spring flowers are gorgeous, the tall trees on both sides are tall and forested, and the sun shadow is draped by the branches, scattered. It's a bit chilly.

Ziyan felt that something was not quite right, the surroundings were too silent, and there were only a few bird songs. The shadow guards naturally noticed it, and they all drew their swords, but they didn't make a sound.

Ziyan suddenly felt a warmth in his palms, and when he looked down, it turned out that he was being held by the little emperor, and his eyebrows were full of determination, as if he had turned into Ziyan's patron saint, and the young man's thin body already had a lot of strength.

She couldn't help but smile, little emperor, before you know it, he has grown into a man who can be relied on!

But what I thought more about was the source of the assassin in this line, if nothing else, it should be the gentle Princess Zhou! Over the years, Zi Yan has seen her every half month, and every time she sees her, she inevitably talks about her ambiguity with King Yi, and sends people to infiltrate the princess's side, asking someone to teach her how to harm Zi Yan?

Is she really ruthless now? Or is she not the one she sent. But no matter who sent it, Zi Yan wanted to praise it, it was the best time to come, and the strength around her was the weakest at this time, and it was basically not difficult to take her and the little emperor's life.

Thinking about it like this, I can't help but feel a little annoyed. If it weren't for her lack of thought, how could she have caused herself and the little emperor to be in such a dangerous situation?

She looked a little anxious, the little emperor looked at it one by one, and at the same time felt novel, but also felt that although Niangniang's appearance at this time was not as confident as before, it was very cute.

If Ziyan knew that he was still thinking about these messy things at this moment, I am afraid that he would have a black face again.

Soon, dozens of black shadows rushed out of the forest, as fierce as a tiger and a wolf, and the blade of the sword was so bright that the sword stabbed over, although several shadow guards were strong in martial arts, but in the end they were mortals, and they were invincible with two hands and four punches, and they could only watch Zi Yan and the little emperor being hunted down.

The little emperor was already exhausted, and Ziyan was not much better, she secretly thought that if she could go back this time, she must ask a master to teach the little emperor martial arts.

The Assassin's eyes were cold, and he looked at them as if they were dead things, letting them run, knowing that the two would not survive from under his hands.

At this time, they were only a few steps away, Ziyan hugged the little emperor, closed his eyes, and waited for God's favor. I don't know if her self-deception was successful, or if she came to the rescue.

For a long time, I didn't feel any pain. I just heard the cold wind blowing in, followed by a familiar voice, "What a bold man." After the sound of the handover of weapons, Ziyan's body trembled, and she also felt that the little emperor in her arms had a somewhat fixed look.

Slowly, she opened those eyes, and before that, she only heard a whimper, and she saw that in the boundless emerald color, the man in black was gently wiping the sword body that was dripping with blood, frowning, as if he had been stained with something unclean, and a pair of eyes were lowered as if he had not seen anything. On the ground in front of him was the corpse of an assassin in black.

Then, he raised his eyes lightly and said, "Niangniang, are you okay?"

Zi Yan stabilized his mind and slowly pushed the little emperor away, but his tone was a little unsteady: "Is there anything wrong with the mourning family?"

The little emperor was accustomed to such assassinations. "I'm very good, I don't need to worry about it. ”

Suddenly, a black-clothed person from the West Factory walked up to Lan Shiying, saluted the two of them and said, "All the assassins have already surrendered to the law, and there is only one life to live. ”

Lan Shiying said: "Go back and apply carefully, before the official has permission, if you die, you don't have to go back to the West Factory." ”

The man immediately said, "My subordinates understand. ”

Zi Yan woke up from the scene just now, and said to Lan Shiying with a reluctant smile: "This time, thanks to the Lan Qing family's arrival at a critical moment, otherwise the mourning family's life would be lost." A little teasing, she continued: "Lan Qing's family came this time, but they are willing to enter this troubled water?"

Lan Shiying said: "Don't misunderstand. ”

Ziyan was a little disappointed.

As for the little emperor, he didn't understand what they were saying at all.

In the backyard of the Yiwang Mansion, Princess Zhou heard the people who escaped talk about the survival of the little emperor Ziyan, her face turned white, and she was depressed, looking at the spring scenery outside the window, but her heart was as gray as death.

She muttered, "Did I do something wrong, why is she still alive?" There was a faint look of madness, which made the people who were waiting next to her frightened.

No, she didn't do anything wrong. If it weren't for the prince, for herself, how could she do such a rebellious thing?

She is jealous, jealous of the most noble woman in the world, how can the prince have been thinking about it for so many years, it turns out that the so-called "Ah Yan" is the name of the queen mother today.

She hates, hates the mother, hates the prince, and hates herself. At this point, she still delayed the prince?

Calm as never before, she said, "Get out!"

The maid called out with some concern, "Princess Niangniang". Her princess said, as gently and with a smile as before, "Go out, I want to be quiet." ”

I don't know how long it has been, Princess Zhou, who has always been gentle and self-controlled, suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and when the maid said goodbye, she had already hung the white silk and died.

When the righteous king learned of this funeral, he was a little distracted, and the people around him told him the ins and outs of the future, he was silent, and his face was faintly sad, and he said for a long time: "It's a thick burial!"

He naturally saw the changes in Ziyan over the years, but he still had thoughts in his heart, even if something like this happened, he still wanted to protect her.

But whether he is jealous of Princess Zhou or jealous of him, he always doesn't want to think about the bad now.

Ziyan, who was in the palace, heard the news at the same time, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. But she knew she wouldn't regret it. At this time, it was already twilight, and there was a sad color around her, the flowers were red and willow green with spring smoke, the palace people burned white paper money, and sandalwood surrounded the fireworks, as if they were worshipping a red face who had gone early. 166 Reading Network