But whoever is a monarch has a little conceit, and there is a little bit of arrogance in the whole world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's more, it's him?

Therefore, he set up China and North Korea to suppress the power of the prime minister, suppress the relatives and suppress the princes. He was the first emperor since the Han Dynasty to be subject to filial piety, but did not ask the empress dowager to get involved in the government.

He is the real Ninety-Five, he is more than the former Empress Dowager said Emperor Jing, more implement what is called what is the law of words, anger is millions of corpses, bleeding thousands of miles of the power of the Son of Heaven.

He will not and cannot ask anyone to share his power.

And she has no desire for power.

And after a few days of waiting for pen and ink in the Xuanshu Palace, she had to admit that it was more interesting than her staying alone in the Jiaofang Palace. When Liu Che was discussing with the ministers, she read the book after grinding the ink, and the huge side hall of the Xuanshu Hall was full of books.

And when there was no minister coming, Liu Che chatted with her while commenting on the chapters. said that when he and Gillian were young, he told the anecdotes of the ministers of the DPRK and China, and said that he hoped for the future.

Lunch also took on a new meaning for the two of them, and Gillian often discussed with Liu Che with great interest what to eat for lunch on the way to the Xuanshu Palace.

And the snow lion also likes the daytime playground of the Xuanmuro Hall, where the courtyard is larger. It saw a lot of proud samurai here, and it reminded it of the days when it was still with its mother. In the Kamibayashi Garden, where it was born, there are many samurai who are always dressed in full clothes and extremely majestic.

They were nice to it, probably because of the hosts. It knew that its master, though a weak woman, was the most powerful woman in the empire.

But the cold smell of armor on their bodies still makes it feel familiar and nostalgic. He often gathered around them, closing his eyes and playing games with himself that was still with his mother.

Even if there is no mother when you open your eyes.

Mom said that no horse can stay with his parents all the time.

And it is a gift from the master of the empire to the mistress of the empire, such a fate is doomed in its lifetime, and it is also destined that the world it has seen will be wider than all the horses in Shanglin Yuan.

If it's a horse, it always has to grow up, and it always has a master. It is not sad after having a satisfied owner, but it will still be missed.

When it misses its parents, it goes to its owner to touch its head.

Not only does it need to be comforted by its master, it thinks, but it also needs its comfort.

It can often be seen that in the gorgeous palace, surrounded by palace people, the owner will shed empty and cold eyes. In a horse that is not very long, only very old horses can show such emotions.

It's small, I don't know it's a daze when humans are bored. However, it knew that it must not be a happy performance.

It's just that now, there is another master by her side. She smiled so much, so brightly and so brightly, that she no longer needed her own comfort.

And himself, he is already an adult horse.

It's grown up.

The snow lion stopped and stood silently for a while. It's like being in a daze, and it's like basking in the sun. Then, it ran away merrily.

Gillian stood in front of the window and waited, thinking that the snow lion would come towards her. As a result, it ran away in the courtyard with joy, and she returned to Liu Che a little disappointed.

Liu Che doesn't take a nap, he uses his rare leisure time to watch and write. For him, it's time to think about nothing and empty his mind.

Becoming a local custom, Gillian got used to it and didn't cry sleepy at noon after a few days.

"Has the snow lion grown up? A lot of times I call it over and it doesn't come. Gillian pouted and covered her hand with the book in Liu Che's hand.

"Horses, born to belong to the grassland. It used to be small, so it follows you all the time. It should also be told to go to the horse farm to play with other horses, and horses should not be with people all day long. He was interrupted and disagreed. Put down the silk book and pick her up and put her on your lap.

The truth seems to be so, but how does it sound so awkward?

And why do you say I'm jealous?

"It's not like I won't let it go?" Her mouth pursed higher.

"Go, bring the oil bottle." He chuckled, his hand scratching her face. "Hang it out." He continued: "Don't let it stay in the temple tonight, let it go to bed early, and tomorrow let it go to the pasture, and take advantage of the good weather to have the grass good." ”

Gillian looked so annoyed and stopped talking, she thought that the snow lion had also grown up and no longer needed her as much as before. I felt a little uncomfortable, and I turned my head and put my head on his shoulder.

He hugged her like a baby, patting her with his hand.

When he returned to the Jiaofang Hall in the evening, the snow lion came to lie down on its cushion and listened to the master play the harp.

Gillian took the first step to pull up its pad, and it raised its furry head to look at its master suspiciously. Soon, though, it came to mind that because I grew up and couldn't use a mat like a pony anymore?

It nodded, feeling that it made sense.

So, it stood and listened to its master play the harp.

Then, the master actually got up and stopped playing.

Tired?

The snow lion knows that the master is going to sleep when he enters the dormitory, well, master, see you tomorrow.

It ran out of the temple with small steps, and went to find Xiao Dongzi to take him to the stable.

Get some sleep and wake up with your master again.

Mom said that horses are only used when they are ridden, and pet horses like them are even ridden by their owners once and never see their owners again.

It is the happiest because its owner is with it every day.

On this day, as usual, when the sky was still white, it screamed to wake up Xiao Dongzi, ate food and drank water. It shook its horse's hooves and stood in the courtyard in high spirits waiting for its master.

But it soon found out that something was wrong, and the master got on the chariot, and then said something to Xiao Dongzi.

Then, just go.

It stood there in a daze, and asked Xiao Dongzi to saddle it and bridle it without much effort.

Little Dongzi took the reins of it and said, "Let's go, let's go to the stable." He was still beating a drum in his heart, whether the snow lion would be obedient. Don't look at it docile, that's when it didn't mess with it.

It refused to go, and waited until its master's chariot disappeared at the end of the palace forbidden, and then finally moved slowly.

What does this mean?

It's not yet noon, and it's not time to graze.

Is the host going out?

But why didn't you take me?

Why should I go to the stables?

It couldn't figure it out.

They seemed to have walked a long way to the stables, many, many horses. They greeted it excitedly when they saw a new horse, and it responded weakly.

Arima asked it, "New here, do you have a master?" ”

"Of course, and my master likes me very much."

"Then what are you doing in the stable?"

yes, what am I doing in the stables?

The snow lion also asked himself in his heart, why did he ask Xiao Dongzi to bring him to a place where there were so many horses?

It looked at Xiao Dongzi, who had finished explaining to the horse supervisor, and suddenly had a bad premonition. Once upon a time, when I was a child, there lived next door to a horse that was abandoned by the owner, and it was very beautiful and still in the prime of life. However, it is lonely to say that the owner already has a horse that he prefers.

All of a sudden, its heart was like a thorn in its heart, and it was like a wild weed, and the thought of being abandoned was like a wild weed that could not be stopped.

It took advantage of Xiao Dongzi's unpreparedness and ran forward desperately. Xiao Dongzi fell to the ground, and the reins were also released.

It disappeared into Xiao Dongzi's field of vision like a bolt of lightning, and even if it was gnawed by a dog, the palm of his hand was broken. But he immediately got up and shouted at the horse supervisor, "What are you doing in a daze? Give me a good horse. ”

"But our slaves can't ride horses in the palace!" Seeing that the queen's beloved horse was gone, the horse supervisor panicked, but he still didn't dare to give it to Xiao Dongzima.

"You!" Xiao Dongzi trembled angrily, although the snow lion couldn't run out of the Han Palace, but who knows if there will be any accidents. It is a sin to ride a horse and exceed the rules, and it is even more sin to lose a snow lion. Now, can you still think about it so much?

He couldn't help but say, chose a horse from the stable, pushed the horse away, and shouted, "If something happens, it's all mine!" ”

The snow lions are very fast, and the speed and endurance of the pedigree of the horses are not inferior to those of other horse breeds, and they can even pull up things that are more than ten times their body weight.

Its goal is very clear, run back to the Jiaofang Palace, and then run to the Xuanshu Palace.

It's going to find its owner, and even if it doesn't want it, you should tell it.

Why just throw it in the stables?

Why give it warmth and then throw it away?

It has always been very well-behaved and obedient.

Why abandon it?

It has no mother, no father, why is it that even the owner is gone now. Perhaps other horses, when faced with abandonment, will reluctantly accept this fact, and will expect their owners to change their minds.

But it doesn't.

It sprints all the way with a clear goal.

No one in the palace dared to stop it, and the palace maids were all curious and confused to watch the white lightning flash, wasn't that the queen's horse?

After a while, another figure flashed by.

Is it the Yellow Gate, the Yellow Gate Horseback?

Now, it's like exploding a pot.

In the Xuanshu Palace, after grinding ink for a while, Gillian habitually looked out of the window.

There was no snow lion's sturdy figure, and she sighed and withdrew her gaze. Liu Che is right, the grassland that the horse needs is the same friend as it.

It's not a cat or dog after all, it's a horse.

Didn't it come over to haunt her in the morning? The snow lion has really grown up.

She sighed again and took the book on the side of her desk. Liu Che said while watching the concerto: "What are you doing? Want to snow lions? ”

She nodded, and Liu Che immediately stopped following her. "In the past, when I stayed in the Xuanshu Hall all day, I didn't see you think of me like this, little conscienceless." He wanted to tease her and make her smile.

Gillian was just about to speak, and Da ...... ...... click, there was a sound of horses' hooves, as if it were horses, and it seemed to be the hooves of snow lions. In the past six months, it has been running in the courtyard every day, and the footsteps of people are different, so the horses are the same.

She Huo Ran got up and said to Liu Che: "It seems to be a snow lion, did you hear it?" ”

Before he could speak, she had already rushed out of the temple.

The snow lion had already entered the Xuanshu Hall unhindered by the surprised eyes of the guards, and Chuntuo saw the horse swept in like a gust of wind, and was about to knock on the door to call His Majesty.

The door opened, and it was the mother.

The snow lion ran to the courtyard and stopped, and the owner stood there, but suddenly it lost its courage.

It's scared, afraid that the owner will really say what are you doing here? I don't want you anymore.

If it wants to cry, will the horse cry? Doesn't it know that other horses abandoned by their owners will cry? It doesn't know either.

But it, crying.

Big tears fell like beads, and it felt very aggrieved and very sad.

Gillian was still smiling, and cried aggrievedly when she saw it. Hurriedly trotted over, hugged it, put his face against it and asked gently, "Snow Lion, what's wrong?" Why cry? ”

Xiao Dongzi rode his horse to the Xuanmur Palace, and he couldn't rush inside anymore, so he got off the horse and ran inside out of breath. Fortunately, he came here with the snow lion every day, and the guards did not stop him.

He finally rushed to the courtyard of the Xuanmur Palace, and what he saw was a snow lion lying in his mother's arms and sobbing. It sobbed and cried, making the mother also red-eyed and hairy for it.

Chuntuo stood on the steps with a stunned expression, while His Majesty walked down and squatted down and touched the snow lion and said with a smile: "Good horse! ”

Aren't you a good horse? It's okay for you to run back, my little Dongzi can't avoid peeling off the skin. The eleven-year-old sat on the ground with his ass dejected. (To be continued.) )