"Catkins ......"

At last, he spoke, but he didn't have the slightest strength, sighed for a while, and said in a whisper: "After counting that hexagram, I will never divinate again, and from now on, I would rather face danger and be ignorant than know that it is a catastrophe, and watch it happen, but I can't do anything." ”

When I closed my eyes, there seemed to be dry and dry tears at the end of my eyes:

"Sometimes, I hate myself for being like a god."

Liu Wu couldn't help but think of the tragic death of thousands of Xianbei people, although she didn't like Murong Chong, but what was the crime of those innocent people? Fu Jian is too vicious. In the first battle of Weishui back then, the sons and they should really be killed.

I also felt deeply unbearable. But for Wanzhang, she still has no way to forgive.

Standing in front of her, facing the darkness in all directions, catkins spoke:

"You're so smart, but what's the point of living so sober? What is the meaning of being alive because you can see everything that will happen in the future and control how everything happens and how it ends? ”

Wanzhang finally stopped talking, closed her eyes, and never opened them again, and there was probably no difference between light and darkness for her.

No, all she can control is the fate that others have already set, and sometimes it can't be as good as it should be. As for her own fate, she doesn't know who is manipulating it, in short, not herself. Even the Master, I'm afraid, can't completely control the fate of others and himself. Everyone's fate is not in her own hands, it is full of countless unknown variables, sometimes she hopes that she can control everything and protect everything, but then she realizes that she can't do it at all. And in that way, it's really boring to live.

As soon as Emperor Murong Wei died, Murong Chong, as the emperor's younger brother, inherited the unification, that is, in order to comply with the mandate of heaven and flatter the fortune of heaven.

All the Japanese civil and military officials came to the main hall, entered the vestibule at the doors of the hall on both sides, and stood in front. Murong Chong held an enthronement ceremony in Afang Palace, inherited the throne of Dayan, and changed the Yuan to the beginning.

Hundreds of officials kneel and worship, and the mountains shout long live.

The beautiful and bewitching phoenix eyes provoked a stunning arc.

He finally stood up again in this humiliating place, was reborn from the fire, and let this thousand-year-old Afang Palace witness the birth of a young emperor.

All the pain is brewed into complacency, and all the humiliation is turned into the determination to crush the man's bones and ashes.

Then Murong Chongyu waved his hand, faced the hundred officials who knelt in front of him and surrendered, and calmly issued the first imperial decree since the reconstruction of Dayan:

"I inherited the holy thread of the first emperor, won the temple, trembling, and there was no slackness. However, the founding of the country is hard, although it has to be peaceful overnight, and the country is in ruins, and the country still needs to be flattered and raised, so as to rely on all sides. There is a female Wanzhang, Zhong Lingyuxiu, the destiny of heaven is extraordinary, there is the power to resurrect the dead, turn the tide, this book is the heavenly master, specially given the surname of Murong Guo, the common people are not allowed to call him by his name, and I rule the world together, the same government and government, and the hundred officials are like kings. ”

Wanzhang received this decree in the palace, and several eunuchs and guards came with the edict of canonization, and she was sitting on the stool in a daze with empty eyes, until Ah Li knelt at the door and took the decree for her, and she was away the whole time.

"Girl, girl......"

Ah Li called her carefully, and then smiled slightly, still not daring to alarm her.

"Look at the memory of the slave maid, now you have changed your name to Heavenly Master, the emperor treats you really well, and gives you the surname of the country, and says that from now on, the world will be ruled together, and the hundred officials will see you as if they see the emperor in person."

It took a very slow time for Wanzhang to come back to his senses, and he glanced at the joyful Ah Li, and finally heard clearly what she had just said to herself.

Murong Chong has finally gotten his wish now and sat in the position he wants the most, he is also attentive to himself, giving the country a surname, and being named a heavenly master, which is enough to be a corporal.

It's just that I, probably, won't be the Heavenly Master of this Great Yan for a long time.

"The emperor has arrived!"

There was a sudden loud noise outside the door, and there were several sharp voices from the emperor's arrival, and Ah Li hurriedly called her:

"It's the emperor who has come to see you, so get up and greet the Heavenly Master."

Wanzhang didn't have any thoughts himself, so he was held up by Ah Li, and he felt a little dizzy together, remembering that he hadn't eaten well for several days, and only occasionally Ah Li couldn't look past it and poured a few mouthfuls of porridge himself.

Forced to stand up, it took a long time to slow down, but he still didn't have much strength, so he could only try not to move, relying on Ah Li to keep himself from shaking.

Murong Chong had already walked into the hall, and Ah Li hurriedly wanted to kneel, but he couldn't kneel because he was holding on to Wanzhang, for fear of being exposed, and he bent over and didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Murong Chong didn't pay attention to her at all, and only walked towards Wanzhang, and Ah Li immediately made a decision and took Wanzhang to the table and sat down, which resolved a crisis.

He gave an order, and the Heavenly Master and Emperor Yan were on an equal footing, so Wan Zhang did not salute and sat down before him, he did not react, not to mention that when the two of them got along in private, it had always been like this.

Murong Chong also sat down next to her, he was still wearing the dress in the court, obviously after the enthronement ceremony, he didn't even have time to go back to change clothes, so he hurried here. If Wanzhang was not canonized as a heavenly master, but as a concubine, such an honor would be criticized by the ministers at the beginning of the founding of the country.

However, since she was named a Heavenly Master, then Murong Chong's behavior became a matter of cherishing his subordinates and worrying about Guozuo. No matter what they are talking about in this palace, no one knows anyway, and they can only put a high-sounding statement.

A young king with a high spirited spirit and picturesque eyebrows.

Reborn from the ashes, the Phoenix Star King who has returned from the king.

Or more than ten years ago, he sat down in front of her hexagram stall and wrote down a winning word.

Murong Chong, why is it that now, she can't see through him more and more, and the longer she knows him, the more strange she feels?

Ah Li had silently withdrawn from the outside of the hall, and there was a chill in the room that came from nowhere.

Wanzhang didn't speak, only closed his eyes leisurely.

If you can't see through it, it's better not to see it.

Yet he seemed completely oblivious to her helplessness, her despair. Turning his head, he asked her with a smile:

"Tell me, Ziwei Star Zone, who is the master?"

Wanzhang still closed his eyes and sighed.

It turned out that he was just here for this.

Tiredly replied:

"The Lord can unify the kings of the world like Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty."

And Murong Chong smiled and pressed step by step: "Emperor Qin and Han Wu have passed away, what about now?"

Wan Zhang suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally lowered his head to him:

"Now, it is waiting for a king who can put an end to this troubled time."

Suddenly stretched out his hand, Murong Chong grabbed her chin, and then raised it a little, forcing Wanzhang to look at him, his eyes were like thousands of stars, bright and unforgiving, and contained a raging ambition.

What he wanted, it was already self-evident.

It's not just revenge, it's not just revenge, it's ......

The world is one.

Wan Zhang understood it at a glance, and finally looked away helplessly, slowly closed his eyes, and spit out three cold words:

"It's not you ......"

I felt a little more force on his hand in an instant:

"What if I say, it has to be me?"

He said it word by word, there seemed to be a shallow smile in his tone, Wanzhang was in pain, but she couldn't take care of it, although she avoided looking at him, but she seemed to be able to see that he must be ambitious and radiant at this moment.

But, despite this, he could not escape his fate.

Destroying Qin Fuyan is already his final fate, and the king of the world is not him.

Myself, there is nothing I can do.

After a long time, there was the sound of the east wind sweeping the ground outside the hall, and Murong Chong's voice came into her ears clearly and gently:

"Zhang'er, I have never asked you to do anything, this is the first thing I asked you to do, please, be sure to help me do it."

He let go of her chin, and Wanzhang's whole body suddenly softened, and even the strength to insist on sitting was dissipated.

Sure enough, he was ambitious enough to never let himself help him before, just to do what he couldn't do by himself.

But I am just a prophet, I just know, how can I change anything? He is pushing himself, forcing himself to be powerless.

At the same time, he saw himself so thoroughly that he knew that he sympathized with him, couldn't bear him, and would definitely help him.

Wanzhang sat on the stool, his voice tired, and said softly and slowly:

"There is only one purple microstar in the sky, and there is only one in the world, and there is only one prosperous and prosperous world, but the king of the world has geometry, and the geometry of those who want to be kings? Vainly trying to control the heavens and the earth with the power and longevity of mortals will definitely end up being a complete failure. Even Qin, who had the army of tigers and wolves, died in the second generation. Murong Chong, you are already very lucky in comparison, how many countries have perished in this past and present? How many can get revenge? Be content. ”

In this world, there are many people who have unrealistic wishes and end up regretting for life, and even more, there are people like themselves, who live for others all their lives, and if they are counted as auspicious hexagrams, they will be glorious overnight, and if they are counted as evil trigrams, they will not die well. It's lucky enough to have his own destiny like him.

This is probably his last advice to him.

However, step by step, he has become the lord of Dayan today, from the prostitute who broke the country and was humiliated, and wants him to give up? How is he going to give up? How could he be willing?

The fire of the burning city, the blood of his relatives, had already left an indelible imprint in his heart when he was twelve years old, and he had already sworn that one day he would stand on the highest place and pinch those who had hurt the Xianbei tribe to death like ants.

For this grand wish, he is willing to give everything, even if it is lost.

He doesn't give up, never.

Murong Chong stood up suddenly, his hand clenched tightly into a fist, and landed on the table, his slender bones turned white, and his tone was depressed and terrifying, with a faint hoarseness.

"Have you experienced it? Why do you talk so easily about life and death? ”

She's just a person who doesn't know anything, and thinks she can know everything and control people's hearts? It's naïve.

Wanzhang had never seen Murong Chong like this, there was anger all over him, but he couldn't trigger it, he was stunned for a while, and after calming down, he really felt that he had said a little too much.