"The holy decree has been passed over early in the morning, and who in Jinling City doesn't know now?" "That ......"

Murong Qian gradually stopped the lightness on his face, and his eyes were unconsciously covered with a faint layer of sadness, "You have also heard about the matter of the imperial brother?" ”

The light in his eyes was slightly dull, and he turned his head and said "um" softly

sighed, and there was infinite emotion in my heart.

Who would have thought that Li Hongyi, the once prominent Yan King, would be so nameless, from the Spring and Autumn Period of the Southern Tang Dynasty, eternally depressed.

All grievances should be extinguished with the death of his body.

But how can twenty-three years of blood and family affection be swept away without a trace by the dust of time?

At this moment, Ah Qian's heart must be uncomfortable!

Hu Qingchen stretched out his fingers, slowly rubbed Murong Qian's brows, and asked softly: "Ah Qian, you, very sad?" ”

"I don't know!"

Murong Qian's gaze fell in the distance, and he sighed and continued, "The royal family affection is already extremely weak, and I don't have the slightest nostalgia. I'm just aware of the impermanence of the world! At this moment, the one who is really sad should be my father! ”

Hun Qingchen looked at Murong Qian, since he came back from the early dynasty, he looked preoccupied, thinking, he couldn't help but add a little more care to his words, and asked softly: "Ah Qian, today's court, a qiē can be returned to Shun lì?" ”

Murong Qian shook his head, a few touches of autumn cold in his peach blossom eyes, and said heavily: "My father issued an edict today, promoting Hongzhou to Nanchang Mansion and establishing the southern capital. ”

"Nandu?"

Xun Qingchen was not surprised, and exclaimed, "The emperor is going to move the capital?" ”

"Since the loss of the land of Huainan, the threat from the north is very serious. Although the momentum of the Yangtze River has gradually stabilized under the defense of General Sun, after the abolition of the crown prince, the father has gradually lost trust in the Sun family, and even if General Sun has the ability to protect the country, it is impossible for him to hold the real power of the soldiers! The border can't find the law of Chang'an, the Southern Tang Dynasty and the Central Plains Dynasty are now across the water, once the army is raised, how can it be guaranteed that the beacon fire and wolf smoke will not invade Jinling? ”

Murong Qian's voice floated faintly, and he sighed a trace of helplessness, "After going through so many things, I think that my father is already physically and mentally exhausted, maybe he just wants to escape from Jinling, escape from this flashy cage, and escape from this ruthless city!" ”

Xun Qingchen's eyebrows slowly frowned, he was unhappy, and sneered: "He is the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, everyone can escape, only him, can't 1 Murong Qian slowly closed his eyes, there seemed to be unbearable in his words, and comforted: "Qingchen, father, he is already old!" "Old? Can you ignore the rise and fall of the country when you are old? Hu Qingchen couldn't help but be a little indignant, "In his position, he will seek his government, as long as he reigns for one day, he will have to serve the people of the Southern Tang Dynasty, which is the responsibility of a monarch1" I just sighed a few times, why did you provoke you so angry? Murong Qian gently stabilized the restlessness in Hun Qingchen's heart, "Qingchen, the matter of moving the capital is not overnight, I think father, he will do his duty as a monarch 1" Conscientious? There was disdain on his lips, "As long as a traitorous villain like Prime Minister Feng Yansi is by the emperor's side for a day, the emperor will not be able to do his ......" "Prime Minister? Murong Qian shook his head and sneered coldly, his words full of sarcasm, "Do you know that today he has been deposed from his position and demoted to the edict of the Hanlin Academy!" "You mean, Feng Yansi was deposed?" Hu Qingchen's face was full of suspicion, "Your Majesty, can you abolish him?" This edict of the Hanlin Academy, but it is the last position of the nine products1