Capital.

Palace.

Dry main hall.

The emperor, the grandfather.

The emperor looked at Zu Gongluo, whose face was gloomy, and said with a sigh: "If you change someone else, you will talk to me like this, you will be in a different place, and even the nine clans, even those emperors of mine, will not dare." ”

Why did he just connive at Zu Gongluo, the emperor did not say it directly, but took the lead in pulling out his legs and walked out, leaving a sentence: "You come with me." ”

Grandpa hesitated slightly, followed, and went with Gonggong Cao with many attendants, and more than 20 people from the Son of Heaven Guard, to the warm pavilion, the emperor asked Gonggong Cao and others to wait at the door, and went in with Grandpa alone.

This place is in addition to the main hall and the imperial study of the last dynasty, the emperor stays the most place, said to be a warm pavilion, the fan under the summer is ventilated, very cool, and handed over the autumn, the silk yarn on the fan is replaced with Korean paper, and the heavy curtain is sealed outside, so it is very warm, because there are a lot of chrysanthemums planted inside, when the sun is good during the day, the curtain is removed, it is like a big steamer inside, at this time there are sporadic chrysanthemums open, and after a period of time, it is the season when all kinds of chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

The emperor was in front, and the grandfather was slightly behind, and when he went inside, there was a white jade case arranged among the strange chrysanthemums, and the emperor walked over, picked up a painting from the white jade case, and raised his hands high for the grandfather to see: "This person, you should know." ”

Even though the distance was not very close, Zu Gongluo still felt that the people in the painting were familiar, and unconsciously walked a few steps closer, and suddenly knelt on the ground.

The emperor tightly twisted his thick eyebrows, exhaled deeply, and opened his mouth to speak, but he was a little choked: "This is what I looked like when I met your mother." ”

deliberately didn't say me, but called myself me, as if a father was reminiscing about his beautiful youth to his son.

Zu Gongluo has long lost the image of his mother in his memory, and his understanding of his mother is just from the portrait in Zu Baishou's study, of course, Zu Baishou's painter skills are general, far less than the emperor's own hand-painted one, and the difference between the two emperors is that on the painting in Zu Baishou's study, Bai Su's heart is gloomy, and this one in the emperor's hand is a shallow smile, this is a woman's delicate face that will only be revealed in the face of her beloved, and more strangely, Bai Suxin on this painting, The woman I saw in the back garden when I was a little younger than my grandfather was clearly a person.

The emperor slowly and gently put the painting back on the white jade case, the technique is like being afraid of waking up a sleeping beauty, after putting it down, the fingers gently rubbed the face of the person in the painting, the feeling between the fingers vaguely returned to the past, the beloved woman's skin was like congealed fat, and sighed, and then came to Zu Gongluo, reached out and grabbed Zu Gongluo's arm, and said abruptly: "Get up, the ground is cold." ”

What she cherishes for her grandfather is not only the love of licking calves, but also the guilt of her beloved woman, which is her flesh and blood, and she has let her flesh and blood live among the people for more than 20 years.

Zu Gongluo stood up, slowly looked at the emperor, risked great disrespect, looked straight at the emperor, and was silent for a long time before he said hoarsely: "There is a legend in Lei Gongzhen, saying that the ministers are the flesh and blood left by the emperor today, please ask the emperor to sue the ministers, is this credible or not?" ”

The emperor raised his hand to touch his face, but stopped in mid-air and asked, "What do you think will happen to two people who are so similar?" ”

Zu Gong lowered his head slightly: "The minister doesn't dare to speculate." ”

The emperor smiled, with a little bitterness: "Then I came to sue you, you are my own son, the own son born to me and Bai Suxin." ”

Zu Gong's body shook slightly.

The emperor continued: "Early this morning, I deliberately said that the Queen Mother was slightly ill and needed the blood of a person full of yang energy as a medicine primer, and then asked the Imperial Doctor to collect your blood, in fact, it was for me to make a drop of blood for you to recognize your relatives. ”

Zu Gongluo already knew the result.

The emperor replied with a long pause: "You are my own flesh and blood." ”

The blood veins of Zu Gongluo's whole body converged in one place, so stretched that the blood vessels on the brain were about to burst, he had no intention of climbing the dragon and the phoenix, but the emperor is the emperor, the only one in the world, high up, calling for wind and rain, stretching out his hand, the world is his, and he is the son of such a person, so it is relieved why Zu Baishou has repeatedly assassinated him over the years, Zu Baishou is afraid that he is superior in ability and finally takes away the power and family wealth of his own son.

However, it is such an omnipotent person, why did he leave his mother in Lei Gong Town, the painting in Zu Baishou's study is enough to show that even if the mother does not go due to postpartum paralysis, she will also end up depressed, her beloved man is here, in the palace, singing and dancing every day, and enjoying the three palaces and six courtyards.

Thoughts wandered here, and Zu Gong was slightly steep and hateful.

The emperor didn't know what he was thinking, smiled, and said like a father: "Nine Emperors, don't kneel down to recognize your father." ”

Grandpa knelt down a little blankly.

The emperor thought that this was the official recognition of father and son, and his lips trembled with excitement, and he held Zu Gongluo's hand with the feelings of an old father, but saw that Zu Gongluo pulled back, and then said lightly: "It is the emperor who kneels." ”

The emperor was stunned: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Zu Gongluo didn't look up, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "The minister's father is Zu Baishou." ”

The emperor waved his hand and slapped him, and the grandfather who hit him tilted his head slightly, and his face was still the same.

The emperor was so angry that he trembled: "I am the Son of Heaven, I can give you what you want, you actually recognize the head of the gang as your father, you are a big rebel!" ”

Zu Gongluo finally looked at the emperor and smiled slightly, this smile was full of sarcasm, and there was a downright coldness: "Can the emperor bring the minister's mother back to life?" ”

The emperor was stunned, he knew Zu Gongluo's thoughts, he was hating, hating himself for being chaotic and abandoned, if he had taken Bai Suxin into the palace back then, she might not bury incense in the mood for love, but he had a hard time, so he told Zu Gongluo the original bitterness, the past was like a fan, and slowly opened-

It was the twilight of spring in the capital, and Changqing Mountain, located in the north, had just melted the snow in winter, and the apricot blossoms bloomed, and the ancient town of Lei Gong was thus surrounded by spring.

The young emperor was in high spirits, riding a horse and running on the street of Lei Gong Town, suddenly a girl came out of the piano room in the oblique, the plain white dress danced in the wind, the hair was messy, she was holding a guqin in her arms, accompanied by a maid with a double hair, just to go to a tree under the apricot blossoms, the wind blew strongly, the apricot blossoms fell like rain, the girl was wrapped in it, what a picture it was, there should not be in the world, and it was rare in the sky, the young emperor was stunned, and then turned over and dismounted, strode away, and asked suddenly:" Dare to ask the girl's name? ”

The girl was taken aback by the sudden emperor, took a few steps back, stared at him cautiously for a long time with a pair of big eyes like a cold pool, and said timidly: "Bai Clan, Su Xin." (To be continued.) )