The three hundred and thirty-ninth round

Ah Zhuo secretly changed the rain number on the edict, and her heart was uneasy, so she didn't dare to stay in the study for even a moment, and randomly found an excuse to go back to the embroidery courtyard, and she dreamed of the past that night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the Emperor of Heaven taught her to compose poems, Ah Zhuo wrote sour poems without illness and moaning according to the rhyme. After he finished the excerpts, he would occasionally take a look at the unpopular poems she had written, and reprimanded her very unceremoniously.

Over time, Ah Zhuo did not flinch and pretended to be obedient, and when he said that he had no true feelings, he said: "The people of the lower realm still imagine that they have not touched the fairyland and write it into the poem." "The implication is that the Emperor of Heaven is not critical of the people of the Nether Realm, and it is too much to be so critical of himself.

"What does the Nether have to do with me?" The Emperor of Heaven glanced at Ah Zhuo's round apricot eyes, returned the silk book with the sour poem to her, and continued, "Do you think that their words and deeds are supervised by me? Without waiting for Ah Zhuo to speak, he asked himself and replied, "The lives of all living beings have always been in their hands. ”

Ah Zhuo tilted his head in confusion, and his afterglow touched a line of distinct marks that he had placed on the silk book with a red pen: "But half of the folds on His Majesty's table are related to the Netherworld. ”

The Heavenly Emperor sighed and said, "Although I am in charge of the movement of heaven and earth feng shui in the lower realm, I am only an assistant in the fate of all beings. It seems that the supernatural power is vast and the mana is boundless, and I can't grasp any living creature other than myself. ”

At that time, Ah Zhuo didn't seem to understand when he heard the words, and said to the Emperor that he would no longer pretend to write sour poems, and did not mention the matter, and then softly pestered him to lend himself the empty mirror a look. The mirror is a mirror of water that can see all things in the nether world. Ah Zhuo wrote those poems that reverie the nether, and he was very curious about the nether. You can't visit in person, but it's good to just see it.

The Emperor of Heaven flicked his sleeves unmoved, and the calm expression on his face was still faint: "You yourself are the plum blossoms that the first emperor folded from the nether realm, on the other hand, it would be good to take a self-portrait." ”

Ah Zhuo felt that every time he coquettishly said something, he would be taken to the aspect of cultivation, at this time he didn't know how to answer, he looked at the five-character poem he wrote in rhyme for a long time, rubbed it into his sleeve, got up and took a book from a certain shelf, and sat in a corner of the study far away from him to read.

After a while, Dou Da's ink characters floated in front of him, and Ah Zhuo thought about what he had failed to do just now, and silently swore that one day she would be able to catch up with him.

……

When Ah Zhuo woke up the next day, he also remembered what the Emperor had said in the past.

"Although I am in charge of the feng shui movements of heaven and earth in the lower realm, I am just an assistant in the fate of all living beings."

If she hadn't done bad things and had a weak heart, she was going to go to the study and ask Your Majesty, is the disaster of floods caused by heavy rain from the sky just a blessing for the fate of sentient beings in the lower realm?

The word "help" is too light.

For the Emperor of Heaven or the Dragon Clan, this surprisingly huge rain number is just a number on the silk book, and it is nothing. But it is a monstrous flood in the world, and once the rain falls, it means that the entire southwest Shu family is broken and the wives are scattered.

She knew that she was not only violating His Majesty's ban, but she was also fighting against the majestic Heavenly Dao, but she still chose to modify the rain number after weighing it.

She is a plum blossom that the first emperor folded from the lower realm to the heavenly realm. Growing up in the heavenly realm and born in the human world, she looks at the human world much more heavily than ordinary celestial beings.

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A year later, there was no scheduled flood disaster in the midsummer of Shudi, and the Emperor of Heaven asked his father-in-law to come from the West Sea for thirty-three days.

Looking for the edict from the study, the Emperor of Heaven saw that the revised rain number was from his handwriting, and secretly said in his heart, the bigger Ah Zhuo is, the more he doesn't know how to measure.

When the Emperor learned that she had read the edict and changed the rain number, he did not announce it to the public, but only summoned her to his side and sat down, asking her why she took such a risk to change her luck in the Nether Realm.

Ah Zhuo was edicted into the heavenly palace by him in the evening, and he subconsciously noticed that the matter was exposed, and he was ready to bear his punishment before entering the study, but he saw that the face of the emperor was still the same as in the past, but his brows were slightly constricted. Probably a little angry with her, but not serious.

Listening to his questioning tone, Ah Zhuo let go of his fear a little and said, "I don't know what luck is, I only know what life and death are." If I don't, I'll turn a blind eye to the plagues of the netherworld. I don't think it's a mistake. ”

The Emperor's eyes darkened, and Ah Zhuo couldn't tell if he was angry. His hand pressed to his heart, and he was silent for a while and said, "...... Tomorrow, he will get up and go to the court to confess, so that he can be punished lightly. ”

Ah Zhuo had already heard that he was going to hand her over to the court for ruling, so he nodded slightly, and suddenly asked, "Does Your Majesty think I am right or wrong?" ”

He turned his face away and didn't look at her again: "Different positions, different points of view." If you and I were to swap places now, what would you do about it? ”

She smiled and sighed and said: "I will hide the truth of this matter at all costs, and I will say to the public that my hands trembled when I wrote the edict, and I made a mistake but did not change it." "I have to say that Ah Zhuo is so bold that he has the intention to easily use a lie to complete such a major event that goes against the luck of heaven.

The Heavenly Emperor then smiled bitterly and said, "When you sit in my place in the future, you will know that it is not as simple as you think now." "Clear in the chest, powerless to change. Standing on a high place, there is nowhere to lean on. Lonely, boundless loneliness.

At this time, the Emperor of Heaven already had the power of fate, and knew that she and his fate were drifting apart in absurdity.

……

Ah Zhuo really went to the court meeting with the Emperor of Heaven on the first day.

He sat on top and watched her kneel down and confessed that he had taken the rain decree privately, and his heartache overshadowed the astringency.

The courtiers were in an uproar when they heard this, and then you and I judged how Ah Zhuo was going to end.

When she became a disciple of the Emperor of Heaven, the courtiers and celestials criticized her. After all, the Emperor's study contained documents that could not be seen by outsiders.

Although Mei Xian is very young, she will have an accident there sooner or later.

Sure enough, a hundred years later, Ah Zhuo had a big event that could never be good.

The courtiers were arguing under their seats, and the Emperor of Heaven said loudly:

"The disaster of the flood is the calamity of the collective karma of all living beings, and it is not my own decision. Mei Xian helped the Nether Shu to avoid a temporary disaster, but he didn't know that this karma was accumulating deeper and deeper, so it was better to take advantage of this to end it. However, the number of floods and rains has been missed, and the national fortunes and lives of the whole Jiazi in the Nether Realm will change, and it is impossible to flood again. The common karma of all living beings is borne by me and Mei Xian. ”

Ah Zhuo was already too busy to take care of himself, but he was still worried that His Majesty's body was not doing well, and raised his head very worriedly, looking at the face of the Emperor of Heaven who did not reveal a trace of his heart. (To be continued.) )