In the main hall, calling the emperor by his name is unforgivable. "Presumptuous! Great rebellion!" -- "Where are the guards, take it!" -- "Punish the Nine Clans!" --

The man did not panic at all, and looked directly at the emperor indifferently, dressed in cloth, and his appearance was slightly haggard. The big black dog, with his hair in full hair, lay lazily at the man's feet, as if he was about to fall asleep.

The guards outside the main hall heard the roar, and rushed in as if they had woken up from a big dream. "Don't be rude! Stand down!" The emperor suddenly stood up and shouted to stop him, the expression on his face was indescribable.

The ministers made eye contact with each other blankly, and then looked at the emperor in unison. At this time, there was silence in the main hall for a moment. Zhao Xu recognized that the person who came was Master Zhuang, who had been missing for many years, but how could he appear in such a strange way?

When he became an emperor, his psychological quality was really different. After a short period of surprise, Zhao Xu stabilized his mind. After thinking about it for a while, he pretended to be surprised and said loudly: "Master Zhuang! It's really you! After finishing speaking, he quickly stepped off the dragon platform, walked to Zhuang Jiao, and made a long salute.

Many ministers know Master Zhuang, who is famous in the imperial capital. It happened suddenly just now, so I didn't recognize it. Before the emperor ascended the throne, he had a good personal relationship with Master Zhuang, and many ministers also knew about it. The emperor's actions made the ministers admire and move, and when they lived up, they said that it was Corporal Lixian, and in a small way, they did not forget the old friendship. But they just forgot the most important question, Master Zhuang, how did he get in?

Anyone who has ever dreamed has had the experience of knowing that he was in a dream, but he couldn't wake up. Zhuang Kee has been in such a state in the past few years. I have thought and understood, but I still can't, and I can't break my dreams. Let go of fame and fortune, let go of emotions, let go of life and death, until there is nothing to let go. But he found that in this world, he just changed from an actor to an audience, and still, in the play.

Since it's useless to put it down, then pick it up, don't care if it's a dream or a reality, just do whatever you want. There is no goodness and no disgusting body, and they do whatever they want -- without exceeding the rules, Zhuang Mustard Momo Huhu feels that someone once taught himself in this way.

In the distant and deep starry sky, there is a majestic nebula. There was a bright star in the center of the nebula, which suddenly shone with a dazzling brilliance. On the highest peak of the planet, an old man stood proudly on the snow, smiling proudly. There was an old servant behind him, but there was a worried look on his face. "Can he break the wall? Isn't he, help?" -- "If he can't break the wall, how can he -- break the sky!" Help him, and his road will come to an end. I hope he can surpass us. ”

In the main hall, Zhuang Jiao calmly accepted the emperor's salute, and snorted a few times in shock. The emperor's great gift, and you, a lowly craftsman, can afford it! Call you a master, but only exalt you. Just when the ministers were about to reprimand, the emperor made a more excessive move, "Zhong Aiqing, I am very excited to see Master Zhuang today, and today's court will be suspended and retreat." After saying that, Master Xufu Zhuang came out of the side door together, and the big black dog, who seemed to be asleep, got up and still followed lazily behind.

After all the ministers looked at each other, they made a big uproar, too much! This Master Zhuang was clearly a demon, and the emperor was all bewitched by him, and after being indignant, the ministers had to retreat from the court.

Whether Zhuang Jie is a demon or not, Zhao Xu knows best in his heart. Seeing it with his own eyes, experiencing it himself, and benefiting him endlessly, Zhao Xu understood that this Master Zhuang should be a legendary and capable person. Just now, after Master Zhuang calmly accepted the salute, he whispered: "No need to be polite. This made Zhao Xu even more shocked, Master Zhuang, it turned out, was not dumb.

It is a good chance to be a talented person, which makes Zhao Xu have a higher pursuit of life. Now I am at the pinnacle of life, drunk and lying on the knees of beauty, waking up to the power of the world. But now, this is not the peak, I want to live forever! Or reach, the subjects shouted, long live the realm, at the very least, I have to live for a few hundred more years! Zhao Xu's heart was on fire.

Huang Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites has been in a frightening mood recently. The emperor didn't care about the so-called Master Zhuang. In the court, when the official gave direct advice to the emperor, he only echoed a few words without being salty. It wasn't until the emperor decreed that Zeng Linglong was innocent and Wu Hao's reputation was restored, that Huang Shangshu suddenly noticed that the cold wind was blowing on his face.

Master Zhuang, how could he have a relationship with Zeng Linglong and Wu Hao? Huang Shangshu was puzzled, and there was no clue when he inquired in many ways. Just when he was panicked, his son Huang Xian brought him an unexpected "surprise". "Dad! I recognize it, that Master Zhuang is the bandit and murderer of the year!" Huang Xian was extremely excited. "What bandits, murderers?" Huang Shangshu was a little puzzled.

"It's the incident when the wind surrounded the mansion back then--" Huang Xian hurriedly told the old things of the year. After finishing speaking, he also hated and added: "What happened back then, it must have been done by the two of them, and the human and material evidence should be there, see how this dog man and woman quibble!"

Huang Xian looked at his father in a daze, this time, at least he could get a few words of praise. Who knows, Huang Shangshu, who was in a daze, exploded violently, and beat Huang Xian with his head and face. Huang Xian was stunned, Huang Shangshu was tired, sat down on the chair gloomily, and muttered to himself: "I hope that an apology can eliminate the disaster."

Zhuang Ke returned to the small courtyard, the scenery was still the same, and it was cleaned up neatly, and Zhao Xu was also a person with a heart. His return, except for setting off a slight wave in the court, did not cause any sensation. Zhuang Jiao lived in a simple house, and the emperor no longer ignored him, which relieved the ministers who were worried that the emperor was being deceived.

What should come will come. Seeing Zeng Linglong and Wu Hao standing in front of the door, Zhuang Jiao was a little embarrassed. "Really, it's you. Zeng Linglong choked up, her eyes were miserable. "We're finally back together. Wu Hao also sighed.

I once remembered that I was young, you love to be willful and I love to laugh, once sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was in the woods and the birds were calling, we didn't know how to fall asleep, I knew how many flowers fell in my dreams, I woke up at dusk, and there was no way to find it. The encounter decades later is more of an inquiry, narration, reminiscence, a touch of sadness, and inadvertent avoidance. The passion in my heart has been cellared by the years into a glass of pure wine, which can only be savored.

"Brother Mustard, aren't you going back to Taiping Town to have a look?" Wu Hao still carefully brought up this topic. He hopes that if he has a lover, he will eventually become a family. Zeng Linglong also looked at Zhuang Jiao with complicated eyes, there was a question, she had to ask it face to face, but she was very afraid, very afraid.

Zhuang Jia was stunned for a moment, picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on the paper: Taiping Town, can you go back? Wu Hao could only sigh when he saw it. Zhuang Jiao picked up the pen and wrote down a sentence: "Linglong, ask, don't leave regrets." "My brother was killed," Zeng Linglong said with difficulty and closed her eyes.

"Impossible!" Wu Hao's exclamation made Zeng Linglong open his eyes violently. On the paper in front of me, two words were written: "It's me." ”