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On September 16, the fourth year of the founding of the chapter, the Jin army broke through the Nanyan Jing Division. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

On this night, the sky was out of phase, and the blood moon was in the sky. Now that Zhao Mianze has been defeated, it just coincides with the great omen of "the blood moon is now, the qi is exhausted, and the country will decline". The poor lunar eclipse once again became innocent and the culprit.

It is worth mentioning that at this time, it was almost five years before Zhao Zhu Hongtai entered Jinchuan Gate alone in the twenty-seventh year.

Different blood, sprinkled on the same blue brick ground, precipitated history and wrote the inevitability.

On that day, the Jinchuan Gate, the blood rushed to the sky, the fire was everywhere, the Jin army and the southern army were their masters, killing the flying sand and stones, the sky and the earth changed color, but they didn't realize it, as if they were crazy, they rushed forward regardless of their bodies, and they suffered all night in blood, and the day stopped. But in the killing and blood, roaring and wailing, at the moment when the seventh day of the summer passed, Zhao Zhu seemed to be invisible.

He picked up Xia Chuqi, strode on his horse, and rushed to the imperial city where there were still remnants of the Southern Army.

Along the way, the messy banners, the overturned carriage, the fleeing Gong'e, the panicked eunuchs, and the southern army who saw him and killed the generals were all left behind by him. As if possessed by an evil spirit, he looked at everything outside his body, stepped through the thousand-step corridor full of corpses, and went straight to the Tai Hospital.

The fall of Jingshi was too fast, and the doctors of the Tai Hospital were still packing up and did not have time to escape. Looking at Zhao Zhu, who was covered in blood, striding across the threshold, holding a sword, and with a vigorous posture, in the middle of the night, they trembled with fright, as if they had seen the living king of Hades, and they could kneel on the ground.

"Your Highness, Your Royal Highness the King of Jin, spare your life, spare your life."

Blood stained Zhao Zhu's armor red, but he didn't come to kill people and drink blood.

"Save her! Quick, save her! ”

The last two words, he almost shouted, with gritted hatred.

The current court's surname is Jiang, and he is the imperial doctor who treated Hong Taiye's wife in the early years, and later waited by Hong Taiye's side and Zhao Mianze for several years, not only has decades of experience in women's diseases, but also knows how to see the rules of the heavenly royal family's diseases. He looked at his colleagues on the left and right and were too frightened to move, so he had to get up tremblingly, glanced over, and frowned at Xia Chuqi's snort.

"Temple...... Your Highness! ”

With a retraction of his hand, he knelt down with a "flutter", not daring to look at Zhao Zhu's coffin-like cold face.

"She, she, she's gone......"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Bottle was covered in blood, and even those deep black eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of blood mist. He glared at Imperial Physician Jiang with his eyebrows, and then coldly glanced at the people who were kneeling on the ground trembling, and every word in his mouth seemed to have a ghostly coldness.

"If she dies, you won't survive."

His words were cold, serious, and loud. But how can Imperial Doctor Jiang save the dead person who announced it? The imperial doctors looked around in a hurry, but when they didn't see the Southern Army coming to help, their faces turned pale and their heads knocked their heads with a "bang" sound.

"Your Highness, spare your life, spare your life! Your Highness! ”

Zhao Zhu's eyes were like bloodthirsty, and he had no reason. He carefully moved Xia Chuqi's body, the long sword in his hand was clenched, as if it had eyes, and there was a slight sound of gold and iron, and thin sword marks hung on Imperial Doctor Jiang's neck. At the wound, large drops of blood slowly trickled down the cold sword body, as hideous as if death was approaching.

"Say, can it be cured?"

Isn't this forcing the rooster to lay eggs?

Imperial Physician Jiang's gray beard trembled with horror, the upper and lower rows of teeth also gritted "gurgle", and blood droplets flowed down his neck and into his chest, but he didn't dare to move, let alone wipe it, only his brain turned quickly, and he replied tremblingly.

"Your Highness, old minister...... Or, maybe you can give it a try, try ......"

"It's not a try." Zhao Jun glanced at him, his eyes seemed to have a little sad dampness, but the words were like knives, cold as frost, "She died, and you were buried together." ”

The imperial doctors are all people who practice medicine, they usually walk in the palace, and they rarely come into contact with such a fierce and vicious person, not to mention that now that the two armies are fighting, life and death are instantaneous, where do you dare to provoke this scarlet-eyed His Royal Highness the King of Jin? They glanced at each other, whispered, and helped Xia Chuqi to the soft couch for temporary diagnosis and treatment in a panic.

Imperial Physician Jiang pinched Xia Chuqi's "human acupoint", and looked at Zhao Zhu cautiously with trembling ropes.

"Your Royal Highness, the old man, the old minister once heard the old court judge say that before Hong Taiye ascended the throne, he met a strange person in Jiujiang, and that person claimed to be the heir of an ancient medical family, and he refined a kind of nine-turn heart protection pill for Hong Taiye...... Legend has it that the elixir is extremely subtle and has the effect of resurrection, and the old minister thought ...... "Thinking of the princess who was no longer breathing, and thinking that he used the word "resurrection", Imperial Physician Jiang shivered, coughed and changed his words, "Maybe you can use this pill to protect the princess's heart." ”

Nine Turns Heart Protector? Zhao Zhu's cold face was slightly stunned.

Imperial Doctor Jiang is not making things up, that elixir does exist, and it is indeed rare, and Hong Taiye himself only has a bottle. Coincidentally, when he went on the expedition in the early years, Hong Taiye gave him the pill, saying that it was a critical time to protect his life. Although he didn't believe in the efficacy of the elixir, because the elixir was difficult to refine, and the medicinal materials were also difficult to find, or rather, because it was the only "love" that Hong Taiye had given him over the years, he had always carried it with him. When Hongtai was in Qinggang County in the twenty-fourth year, Xia Chuqi was carried into his house by Dongfang Qingxuan, and he almost died, and he almost gave her to take it at that time.

After all these years, if it weren't for Imperial Doctor Jiang's reminder, he would have almost forgotten.

His dim pupils brightened slightly, and he shouted loudly outside.

"Quickly pass on Zheng Erbao and ask him to bring the master's elixir!"

As he thought, when he rushed into the Tai Hospital, Bingyi and the others had already followed.

"Yes, my subordinates will go here."

Bingyi took the order to go down, but Yuan Yu stumbled into the gate at this time with Wuren Xiaoxiao, who was covered in blood.

"Quick, He An, let He An come."

He An is an official of the Tai Hospital, he has walked in the East Palace, he has been Zhao Mianze's attending doctor, especially good at trauma department, Yuan You found it in a panic in the crowd, he didn't care about saying more, and he didn't care about talking to Zhao Zhu, and he pointed him out when he entered, He Kong didn't dare to slack off, he came out of the crowd with his head down, and took Yuan You to the next room to check the injury for Wuren Xiaoxiao.

"It's dangerous!"

After reading the arrow wound, He An couldn't help but take a breath.

"How?" Yuan Yu clenched his fists, his face turned blue.

"It's okay, it's only an inch away from the heart, and there are no internal injuries. Although the illness has entered the internal organs, but the external injuries are easy to heal, it will take some time......" He An said quietly, not daring to look up at his bloodthirsty eyes. Xindao, have all the Jin troops killed like this today? King Jin is terrifying enough, but in the end, this lord is simply a madman.

"You mean, she can't die?" Yuan Yu stared at him.

He An was stunned and silenced.

Does this little grandfather want her to die, or does he not want her to die? He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Lao Tzu let you speak." Moto-woo was a fiery man, grabbed him by the collar and picked him up.

He An stiffened his neck, tilted his head to look at him, and stammered, "Die, can't die." ”

"Can't die? …… That's good. ”

Yuan You's heart hung for a long time and relaxed.

He couldn't care if Gu An was not there, and he couldn't care about Wuren Xiaoxiao's identity. Turning his head sideways, he looked at her pale, hugged her with both arms, lowered his head dejectedly, buried it in her scattered black hair that seemed to have a faint fragrance, and said softly, "Fortunately, my archery skills are not good, and I am so far behind." Do you want to get better soon? Otherwise, who will come to me for revenge? ”

After getting Zhao Zhu's order, Zheng Erbao went back to the Jin army barracks outside the city without stopping, took the pill and galloped into the Tai Hospital with Bingyi's fast horse. Running back and forth non-stop, he was so bumpy that the fat on his body was all sweaty, and his head was covered with hot sweat. Fortunately, he takes care of Zhao Bottle all the year round, and he is always worried about his safety, no matter where he goes, in his luggage, there are not only nine turns of heart protection pills, but also messy things such as the head wind medicine and bone-setting gold cream prepared for Zhao Bottle on the seventh day of the first summer......

Zheng Erbao came in with a box in his hand, glanced at Xia Chuqi with a pale face, and burst into tears.

"Master, the medicine, the medicine is here. But, but ......"

In his opinion, the princess's appearance was clearly out of breath, wasn't it a waste to give her this elixir? In the future, when his grandfather uses it, how will it be good? But how did he know Zhao Zhu's emotions?

He didn't look at Zheng Erbao at a glance, hurriedly took the box, took out a small celadon medicine bottle covered with silk from it, sniffed it between his nose, poured out a grain, pried open Xia Chuqi's mouth, and was just about to stuff it in, but after thinking about it for a moment, he took it into his lips again, and then slowly lowered his head, put his tongue into her mouth, fed her, and then lifted her body, poured water into her throat, and patted her back.

That cautious look made everyone present ossify.

Imperial Physician Jiang's eyes flickered, ignoring the injury on his neck, and stretched out his head to make a final effort to save his life.

"Your Highness, how many pills are there?"

Zhao Zhu didn't check it, and said directly, "There are seven grains in total, and there are six left." ”

"This ......" Imperial Doctor Jiang's teeth were about to loosen in fright. He thought about it for a while, and prepared to treat the dead horse as a live horse doctor, and said respectfully, "Your Highness, in order to treat the princess, I may refer to the ingredients of the Nine Turns Heart Protection Pill to make pills, and I also need some rare things and medicinal materials......"

"Whatever you want to do, you just have to do." Zhao Zhu looked at him, "If she dies, you have to die too." ”

"Yes, yes, the old minister knows, knows ......" Imperial Doctor Jiang stammered, glanced at him carefully, and lowered his head again, "Then Your Highness, please go yourself, and leave it to the old minister here." After that, seeing Zhao Zhu's dark face, he thought that he was not at ease, and added, "Leave Erbao's father-in-law behind, and you can ......."

"Nope." Zhao Zhu was more stubborn than ever, and his answer was categorical. The black iron body sat on the stool without moving, as if he had left behind the thousands of troops outside and the upcoming imperial hegemony, "I have to accompany her here." ”

Wiping a handful of blood on his neck, Imperial Physician Jiang was injured and sweating, but he still had to remind, "Your Highness, if you are here, it will definitely affect the colleagues of the Imperial Hospital, and you will ...... errand."

Zhao Jun pursed his lips and was silent.

But looking at the Tai Doctor who was so trembling that his legs couldn't stand steadily, he finally got up.

Walking to the couch, he bent down and stroked Xia Chuqi's white face, softening his voice.

"Ah Qi, Ye left first. I'll see you later, you're good, you know? ”

The man on the couch who closed his eyes tightly and couldn't even blink his eyelashes would certainly not answer him. But he didn't seem to mind, and after turning around with a cold face and telling Zheng Erbao to take care of him and cooperate with the doctors on errands, he strode out of the hospital.

"Kid ......"

He muttered something in a low voice with a dazed expression, and he seemed to remember it at this time.

Yes, the child in Ah Qi's belly was held by Li Miao.

He was in a daze, and rode to Jinchuan Gate, but after walking a short distance, he saw a bluestone slab not far away, and slowly walked over and rode it. His brocade robe was stained with blood, and his jade-white face had a complicated sneer. And in the crook of his arm was an infant baby. The little guy's pink face has a layer of shallow folds, like a little old man, not good-looking, and the young mouth, sucking gently, seems to be still reminiscing about the happy life in the mother's body.

"Your Highness is so forgetful, even your son has forgotten."

Dongfang Qingxuan sneered and approached, and in Zhao Zhu's cold gaze, he threw the swaddling clothes over one step away. Zhao Zhu looked at him coldly, grabbed the swaddling clothes, and held them nervously in his arms, looking cold, but not squeaking.

Seeing him like this, Dongfang Qingxuan finally had no strength to mock.

He asked, "What happened to her?" ”

Zhao Jun tightened his arms and hugged the swaddling clothes more steadily, but he still looked at him indifferently. The two of them looked at each other, in the deathly silence, his eyes were blood-red, and the blood on the black armor seemed to be dried, and the fierce and alienated appearance was not close to human feelings, only murderous, angry and kingly.

"Why did you take her?"

"Why didn't you tell me when she was pregnant?"

Two questions in a row, one sentence colder than the other.

The corners of Dongfang Qingxuan's lips are slightly hooked.

Even in this case, he is still a noble and elegant noble son, with a light smile on his handsome and charming face, but he pokes Zhao Zhu's heart every word.

"I'm different from you. I don't do what she doesn't like. ”

Zhao Zhu's eyes were cold, and he almost gritted his teeth and drew his sword.

"But you hurt her, you know?"

Being reprimanded by him, Dongfang Qingxuan's body was slightly cold, his body leaned back, and he looked at the sword pointing at his chest, "If you can't say it, just do it?" You're not that kind of person, are you? Seeing that Zhao Bottle didn't move or say nothing, his smiling face finally sank slowly, and he didn't care about fighting with Zhao Bottle, nor did he care about the multiple injuries on his body, he gently pulled away the long sword and looked at him fixedly, "What's wrong with her?" Say it? ”

Zhao Jun was quiet, except for the cold glow at the bottom of his eyes, he seemed to have no emotion.

"She's fine, you don't have to worry about it."

As soon as the words fell, the hilt of his sword slapped off the horse's back and galloped past Dongfang Qingxuan's side. Holding the child in one hand and the long sword in the other, he swooped down like a lone eagle in the sky, and slaughtered towards Jinchuan Gate, which was still fighting.

In the midst of blood, slaughter, and the shadow of the sword, he tore open the banner and tied the baby to his chest with the swaddling clothes, his face was full of sorrow, a cold light, the long sword in his hand was impermeable by the wind and rain, and the wolf rushed to the posture of the pig, like an eagle alone against the enemy to hunt prey.

"Son, don't be afraid."

The north wind of the night, blowing in a hula, puffs up his big feather, hunts and flies in the night wind. In front of his jet-black and cold armor, the little swaddling clothes were also splashed with blood, but the baby in the swaddling clothes quietly opened their beautiful eyes and smacked their lips to sleep, as if they were not in a bloody military position, but a warm harbor for their father.

"Good job, as a man, you have to be a big husband and stand up to the sky."

"Whoosh!"

A feathered arrow flew at him.

His left arm protected the swaddling clothes, flashed sideways, brandished his long sword, and even the people and horses jumped into the crowd of the Southern army, as strong as a black lightning, and when his arms opened and closed, there were bundles of vicious blood lines splashing everywhere, and several corpses fell to the ground and fell under the hooves of his horses.

Within three feet of him, no one dared to come close.

But it was too dangerous to kill the enemy with a newborn baby like him.

Dongfang Qingxuan followed behind him, his smile stiffened into ice.

"Zhao Zhu, are you crazy?"

Zhao Bottle didn't pay attention to him, riding the body of a big bird, he didn't have half of the popularity, he swooped up, raised his sword and stabbed into the chest of a Southern Military Captain, the person's blood splashed out and fell on the neck of the baby in his arms, shocking Dongfang Qingxuan's complexion changed, but the baby in Zhao Bottle's arms was still asleep, and he didn't seem to be in danger, and Zhao Bottle just wiped it for him, and he was not moved.

"Good son."

Dongfang Qingxuan squinted his eyes, crying and laughing.

"What kind of dad are you?"

"To be my son, that's all you have to do, before you die, your face doesn't change." Zhao Zhu's helmet had long since fallen somewhere, and at this time, the crown had been taken off, and the black hair flew up in the wind, with a murderous aura. As he spoke, the sword stirred, and several more people were killed. But he ignored others, as if he was teaching his son to kill, and said indifferently and ruthlessly, "Now Dad is taking you to kill the enemy." When your dad is gone, you'll have to rely on yourself, you know? ”

Dongfang Qingxuan couldn't figure out his veins, let alone what was going on in the seventh day of the summer month, and there was no smile on his bewitching face. But when he thought about it, Zhao Zhu could still come out to kill people and defend against the enemy so calmly, then she must be fine, and her heart was a little calm, and she devoted herself to fighting with the southern army to seize the city.

The sound of soldiers breaking through the air was sonorous in the ears.

The roaring battlefield has become a slaughterhouse of blood.

The blood-red sky has not changed for a long time.

The earth under his feet trembled violently like a whistling.

In the splash of blood, Zhao Bottle's back was as cold and hard as a mountain while holding the child.

Dongfang Qingxuan followed him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him with a light smile.

"It's the first time I think you're so handsome, more handsome than Ben Gongzi."

Zhao Zhu didn't answer, nor did he look at him, only looked down at his infant son, who was still asleep, standing tenaciously, commanding the Jin army to hold a war knife in his hand, advancing little by little, and eating away at the men and horses of the southern army like a beast.

When the red moon disperses, the wind howls, clouds pile up, and the sky is devoid of starlight.

By the time the war was over, it would be dawn.

Under the devilish and bloody offensive of the Jin army, the southern army finally broke the embankment and collapsed.

The golden carved jade, the imperial city carefully built by countless skilled craftsmen, finally opened its door in Zhao Bottle without reservation, and it will eventually become the master here. The glimmer of morning slanted down and fell on the brilliant glazed tiles, exuding a faint hazy color, and the divine beasts on the roof of the palace also bared their teeth and looked at the man who walked up the steps against the light with a gloomy face.

This long staircase, Zhao Zhu has walked countless times.

But he had never been in the middle, and he had never been as heavy as iron with every step he had taken. On the gold leaf paper on the door post of the Fengtian Temple, there is a gold skin that has been cut and rolled up by a knife, and there are blood stains on the green bricks in front of the temple. Last night's beacon fire and wolf smoke still seem to be in sight.

Fengtian Hall is the Jinluan Hall of Dayan.

The bright lights shine beautifully.

Noble, hazy, and murderous.

Before dawn, the people were all assembled.

They are all waiting for Zhao Zhu, waiting for the last king after this four-year war.

Zhao Tuo glanced coldly at everyone in the hall, his face was expressionless, and he crossed the threshold without saying a word. If it weren't for the fact that he was holding a baby in his arms, his blood-soaked appearance was like a ghost haunted by the night, cold, ruthless, like a cold-blooded monster without life and soul.

The people in the hall bowed their heads one after another, not daring to make eye contact with him.

After the big war, the endgame was basically cleaned up. The people in the Fengtian Temple are also complicated. There are military generals who surrender to Cheng, weak Wenchen, and princes wearing python robes and jade belts, and more generals of the Jin army...... But Zhao Zhu didn't seem to realize it, passed through the middle of the main hall, walked forward step by step, and finally stopped in front of Danqi. With his eyes against the light, he glanced at the Ninety-Five Supreme Throne above, and he did not climb the steps.

He didn't say a word, and when he ascended the Fengtian Temple, he was shrouded in death.

A fierce battle, the hearts of the people, have long since surrendered.

Now Miyagi is closed, no entry or exit, and no one who does not respect him will not survive.

The ministers looked panicked and at a loss, and they were also surprised that he was carrying the child to the temple.

In the dead silence, Zhao Gou, the king of Qin, looked at Zhao Zhu's back, suddenly knelt down, and recited aloud as a sect order.

"Emperor Jianzhang is benevolent and humble, and he values the virtuous and recommends the ability, but the advice of the courtiers is the end. However, there are traitors in the dynasty, causing the heavenly family to ignore the affection, exchanging the edicts, mistaking the kings, and eventually becoming a great disaster for the country. The king of Jin belonged to Beiping, respected the order of the emperor's examination, the Qing monarch's side, punished the rebellious ministers, and entered the king of Beijing, who wanted to share his worries for the king, but now he was deceived by traitors and committed suicide in Jinchuanmen...... King Jin as the son of Emperor Hongtai, is the filial piety of the Empress Dowager, outstanding merits, wisdom and bravery, the succession of the emperor, is the way of heaven. ”

After reading this series of words, he bowed to the ground.

"Weichen respectfully asks His Royal Highness King Jin to succeed to the throne."

Last night, Zhao Gou, the king of Qin, was the first prince to surrender to Zhao Zun. In his early years, he had the ambition to take advantage of Zhao Zhu's momentum to seek the world, but he had no courage and powerlessness, and he always looked forward and backward, so that he missed the opportunity. I have to say that Zhao Gou is extremely smart, even if he had the idea of "the snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits", but now that the current affairs are current, when it is time to let go and protect his life, he is faster than anyone else, not only that, but also logically for his own future benefits. These words not only show that Zhao Zhu's rebellion is justified, but also label Zhao Zhu's succession as justifiable, and even Zhao Zhu's "inappropriate" background has covered up the past with his own opinions, which can be described as doing his best, if Zhao Zhu does not treat him well, he will be criticized.

Someone took the lead, and it was the prince, and the rest naturally followed the crowd.

As soon as Zhao Gou's voice fell, the civil and military officials in the Fengtian Palace, under the cold and bloodthirsty blades of the Jin army's attendants, knelt down one by one like dumplings, and spoke in unison.

"The ministers respectfully ask His Royal Highness King Jin to succeed to the throne."

Zhao Zhu's gaze finally turned away.

It's just that there was no excitement in his cold eyes, and he looked at them quietly, and after a long time, as if he had gone through an extremely long time of thinking, he slowly raised his feet, walked up the jade steps, and stopped in front of the dragon chair that seemed to be shining with golden light and seemed to be with blood light. Staring at the chair, he didn't sit down, his eyes drifted for a long time, and he suddenly turned around, hugged the eldest son of the emperor in his arms, and raised his hand gently.

"Up."

One word, he said extremely cold, extremely calm. He didn't pretend to be like others before becoming the emperor, and made a gesture and performance, and directly "agreed", which surprised the people in the palace.

In just a moment, the ministers reacted again, kowtowed heavily, and shouted.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Among these people, there was Zhao Mianze's diehard.

There are also people who once cursed Zhao Zhu hoarsely and usurped the throne against the sky, and he could not die well.

But since ancient times, even if they were unwilling, they had to kneel at his feet and bow their heads.

Emperor Jianzhang who died at Jinchuan Gate, Emperor Hongtai and Concubine Gong in the Rouyi Palace, who had not had time to go out of the funeral, turned a new page in the history of Dayan, and wrote the name of the third emperor - Zhao Zhu. And the prosperity he brought to Dayan and the great power of the dynasty from all directions finally slowly kicked off.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

The deafening sounds, in the bloody air, were transmitted far, far away, out of the Fengtian Hall, out of the Imperial City, and seemed to have spread to the distant sky above the sky, into the four lakes and seas. But Zhao Zhu held the baby in his arms, sat on the supreme dragon chair piled up with blood and bones, and looked down on the ministers, but his face was not happy. He seems to be just trying to complete a long-awaited task, stepping on the country, holding the imperial power, and dominating life and death, but he is not half happy. In the voice of the mountain, he sat motionless, with a cold side face and a stiff posture, looking like a sculpture that did not look like a living person.

For a while, he lowered his head and stared at the baby in his arms, and there was no emotion on his face.

"Son, do you see? This is the throne that everyone wants. ”

"Grow up quickly, it will be yours eventually."

In the dim light, the little baby pouted and suddenly cried "wow".

"Why do you cry when you get the throne? Do you want a mother? Don't cry, she'll be back. ”

He muttered in a low voice, but the cry of the little baby became more and more fierce, loud and sharp, accompanied by the compliment of "Long live my emperor", breaking through the air, like a whimper and mournful cry to heaven and earth......

In that year, the Imperial City of Jingshi had many legends.

At the beginning of summer, when the seven carriages were in production, a fire broke out on the tower of Jinchuan Gate. The pile of firewood burned with tung oil, and the raging fire ignited the building of the castle tower, and the flames that soared to the sky illuminated half of the sky in the capital. Someone saw Emperor Jianzhang in a dragon robe thrown into the fire, but afterwards, the careful people who buried the corpse found that the remains of Emperor Jianzhang who were burned to death seemed to be a little shorter, and the skeleton was a little thicker. Some people say that it is the deformation of the remains caused by incineration, and some people say that in fact, it is Li Dai Taozhuang, who burned to death the guard Jiao Yu, and Emperor Jianzhang has long escaped.

In addition to the emperor's affairs, Princess Jin, who gave birth to a child before the battle, is also the focus of attention.

Some people say that she was not sick at all, as the official said, but actually died of blood on the spot.

Some people also say that she is the scourge of the country and the goblin who disturbs the country and the people. This devastating war between the north and the south was caused by her, and the heavens did the right thing for the heavens, so on the night of the blood moon eclipse, her soul was collected. But the soul is gone, and the body is still there. Otherwise, what are the busy "constant temperature ice rooms" and "anther ice coffins" in the palace in those days?

Some people also say that the new emperor does not believe in the mandate of heaven, so he has to collect the rare medicinal materials of the world, take 10,000 tons of solid ice from the cellar, and build a constant temperature ice room in the Longevity Palace with the help of thousands of skilled craftsmen, make crystals and ice coffins, and use them to hide her body unchanged.

However, there are also those who scoff at the above statements.

On the third day after the Jinchuanmen Incident, Zhao Tuo made a decree, saying that the princess of Jin was sick and weak, and she needed to recuperate, and no one was allowed to disturb and visit in the longevity palace.

These rumors are all related to Zhao Zhu and Xia Chuqi.

And that night, Yuan You was in the Jinchuan Gate Tower, and Ning Guifei, who hugged Zhao Mianze, rushed into the Tai Hospital, which was also in full view, and the rumors outside couldn't resist. However, once it comes to Yuan You, there is less serious speculation like Zhao Zhu. Basically, it is all wind and snow, and the little grandfather and the emperor's favorite concubine are in the wild, in Qinhuai, on the top of the mountain, in the sunset, in the cold wind, and even in the palace. If you change the future generations, Yuan You's image will be a rumored male star.

How others speculate about the affairs of the Heavenly Family, the Heavenly Family never needs to respond.

Besides, Nanyan was unemployed after the war, and the imperial city was also a miserable fog, and no one could take care of the mouthpiece of the common people.

Zhao Zhu has just taken over the government and has not yet officially enthroned the throne, but everything has to be done, not only to act for the new policy, but also to handle the funerals of Emperor Hongtai, Concubine Gong and Zhao Mianze, and he is very busy all day. In the days when he "sitting" on the seventh day of the summer to "enjoy" the anther ice coffin and not wake up, his side, from Zheng Erbao, Bingyi, Zhao Ziyue, Zhao Runa, to Yuan You and Da Niu and other familiar people... No one was worried about her and prayed, but Zhao Zhu himself was extremely calm.

To outsiders, he seems to have undergone no change except that he is more taciturn and unsmiling than before, except for desperately overdrawing his body, frantically building schools and running medical institutions, and quickly reforming the political system according to Xia Chuqi's previous ideas.

In the Longevity Palace, no one can enter.

That is to say, except for Zhao Zun and a few imperial doctors, no one knows the true situation of Xia Chuqi. It is the legendary constant temperature ice room and anther ice coffin, for them, in fact, it is just a legend, no one has seen it.

On September 17 of the fourth year of the founding of the chapter, the bodies of Concubine Gong and Emperor Hongtai were put into the coffin of Zi, and the Rouyi Hall that had been burned to ruins, and Zhao Zhu did not order it to be rebuilt, but let it be deserted. After years of war, the treasury was empty, and he could not build a large number of buildings at this time, and the country also needed to recuperate. However, although he was said by Zhao Gou to be the son of the Empress Dowager Xiaosheng, in private, he secretly moved the Empress Dowager Xiaosheng out of the mausoleum of Emperor Hongtai and built a mausoleum for her on the other side of the mountain. Then, the scenery buried his biological parents.

When she was alive, Concubine Gong and Hong Taiye could not be husband and wife, but after death, they could sleep in the ground.

As a son, Zhao Zhu did what he could.

If they can be under the Nine Springs, there should be no recurrence of sorrow, only joy.

After taking over Dayan's internal affairs, Zhao Zhu also did one thing - ordered the dismissal of Zhao Mianze's harem. Concubines who have no heirs do not need to be martyred for Emperor Jianzhang according to the rules of the ancestral system, but are sent back to their mother's house, those palace people who are involved in the Jingshi incident, after screening, some of them were also sent out of the palace, these palace maids and eunuchs, living like mole crickets in the palace, never thought that there would be a day when they stepped out of the red wall, and they were grateful to Zhao Zhu for kneeling and knocking.

Receiving the favor, a little eunuch revealed a piece of news.

A piece of news that he didn't dare to talk about before he was killed.

He said that during the Jinchuanmen Incident, he had seen a group of people enter the Taimiao, and the person at the head was surrounded by everyone, although he was dressed in guard clothes, he looked very much like Emperor Jianzhang. The little eunuch had served outside the Zhengxin Palace, although he had not served the emperor as close as Zhang Siha, but he had seen him many times, and he would not admit his mistake.

"Besides, the slaves have never seen such a good-looking forbidden army."

So said the little eunuch.

For such a reason, Bingyi couldn't cry or laugh.

"Isn't it good-looking, sir?"

After complaining about the little eunuch, Bingyi asked Zhao Zhu for an order, and searched carefully inside on the grounds of repairing the temple. Finally, under the spiritual seat of the ancestor of the Zhao family, an extremely hidden secret passage was discovered.

The secret passage leads to the outside of the palace, and there are messy footprints on the dusty steps for a long time.

Obviously, Zhao Mianze has indeed escaped from this. In the next few days, the Praetorian Guards turned almost the entire Jingshi City over, searching from house to house, but still no trace of Zhao Mianze was found.

In addition, among the concubines registered in the harem, there are no traces, and there is Gu Guiren Gillian.

The death of Emperor Jianzhang in Jinchuanmen has been widely spread, and Zhao Zhu naturally will not correct it. He secretly sent people to find Zhao Mianze, and at the same time slaughtered a cadre of Emperor Jianzhang's staff and traitorous ministers, and Yingtianfu had subordinate officials who were not subject to the control of the imperial court, and they were all arrested and imprisoned.

The palace affairs that have been noisy for a long time have finally come to an end.

Whether Emperor Jianzhang died or not, no one dared to pursue it anymore.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, the Beijing division of the day has ushered in a new atmosphere.

Calm the hearts of the people, arrest Zhao Mianze and the rest of the party, everything Zhao Zun did vigorously and orderly. If it weren't for the fact that he could see the lonely lamp of the Longevity Palace that would never go out in his midnight dream, I am afraid that no one would know that he could hardly sleep at night. The lonely lamp is a long night, and there is a lot of sorrow.

November 18, the fourth year of the founding of the chapter.

It is advisable to fast, go to work, enlighten, remove clothes, accept animals, and sacrifice.

Qin Tian said that it was an auspicious day without taboos.

Yin, the sky did not see the dawn, Zhao Zhu wore a grand imperial crown dress, in the southern suburbs to worship the sky, with a halogen book guide, Yi Tai Temple, present the book treasure, posthumously respect the Hongtai Emperor said "Yuan Shengrui Wen Xiaowu Duan Yi Qin'an Xiangong Gao Emperor", the temple number Taizu, the posthumous tribute concubine filial piety Empress Dowager, arrived at Sheji, and then wore the crown of the Imperial Palace, performed the etiquette of ascending the pole, and the sacrificial ceremony was completed, that is, the emperor's throne, changed to Yuan Yonglu, and amnesty the world.

The next day, Emperor Yonglu ascended to the Temple of Heaven and issued several holy decrees.

First, the generals of the Jin army headed by Yuan You and Chen Jing were rewarded, and Chen Jing was named the Marquis of Guangwu, and received the rank of general of Xuanwu from the first grade, and he ate 2,500 stones. Yuan You originally had a knighthood and did not add more, but he was rewarded with more than ten favored concubines, and it is said that he almost vomited blood on the spot. Chen Daniu and Yan Ergui were in the land of Gyeonggi, organizing reserve troops, opening the Jinchuan Gate, and welcoming the Jin army, which was also a great achievement, and they all had a good reward. In addition, in order to appease the vassal king and stabilize the situation, Zhao Zhu was given the old title to the princes of Zhao Mianze's domain.

Second, for the unjustified Wei Guogong of the Hongtai Dynasty and the fair anti-Zhaoxue of Korea. In addition to the two families, all the people involved in the Wei Guogong case were dealt with as unjust cases, and their families and descendants were compensated and given preferential treatment. As for Xia Tinggan, the old Duke of Wei, in the battle to the south, he persuaded Lan Zi'an to surrender, let the Jin army cross the Huaishui, and go straight to the Beijing division unimpeded, which is even more indispensable.

Third, the princess Xia of Jin was appointed as the queen.

The holy decree cloud, "I only bow to the order of heaven to the community, to settle the country, and also follow the way of the world...... On the seventh day of the first month of the Xia family, the second daughter of Xia Tinggan, the Duke of Wei, she has the appearance of being gentle and elegant, and has the virtue of being gentle and respectful. Now I am in the unification, it is advisable to be in the right position first, and now the special envoy holds the festival to serve the golden book Jinbao Lier as the queen, and enshrines it in the temple, the mother of the world, and the middle palace ......"

In the family of Wei Guogong, everyone knows that there is only one daughter, named Xia Chu.

Now there is a second daughter in the holy decree, and everyone is in an uproar.

But the emperor is the emperor, he said that the old Wei Guogong has a second daughter, and the old Wei Guogong also said that he has a second daughter, that is, there is a second daughter, who dares to say that people don't have a second daughter?

Countless eyes were staring at the Duke of Wei's mansion, feeling that this lintel was a prominent good thing that had arrived at his house.

But no one thought that Zhao Zun would dote on the second daughter of Wei Guogong to such an extent.

Only three days after ascending the throne, Zhao Zhu once again issued a holy decree that shocked the world.

"Queen Xia's Yuxiu Xunmen, Zhen Shu Duanyi, Yishu IKEA, is a model of female virtue, I diligently seek also, now the society is worry-free, I accept the cause of love, set outside the etiquette, enjoy the sum of a hundred years of husband and wife, hereby decree to abolish the ancestral system, the six palaces do not have concubines, but the queen is alone."

The deposition of the Sixth Palace has not been done for countless generations.

As soon as the holy decree came out, it shook the earth, not only the government and the opposition were in an uproar, but the whole world was worried.

The emperor's family affairs are the family history of the courtiers, and they are state affairs. The emperor does not have concubines, which makes them more frightened and nervous than letting his courtiers not marry his daughter-in-law.

But Zhao has his own set of theories.

He said that silver is needed for food and clothing in this palace, and the cost is too great, so if there are no concubines, you can reduce the number of palace people, save money, and may save a large amount of silver taels to develop military affairs, run schools and run medical institutions, and also improve the income of officials......

I don't know if it was his tiger that deterred the ministers, or the temptation of "raising the fortune" was too great, except for a few old ministers who bit the cow's tendons and refused to admit it, and "kneeling and please" with tears streaming down their faces every day, most people acquiesced to his unreasonable behavior.

After all, since the Hongtai Dynasty, the courtiers' income is extremely low, and many officials who can't get oil and water can't even make ends meet. In the final analysis, the emperor's family affairs are actually not as important as his family affairs. What's more, who is Zhao Zhu? After all these days together, they all understood. Four simple words – say one thing or another.

If anyone goes against him, it will not end well.

However, the decree was acquiesced, but it was difficult to carry it out.

At every now and then, there are still women who are sent to the harem.

But most of them did not see the emperor's face, and the next day they were sent out again, causing a joke in vain. After several times, in the discussion of the people in Beijing, there were some strange suspicions, some people said that the old Wei Duke Xia Tinggan helped to seize the throne today, and the emperor promised him, so that his daughter could be honored and favored, especially now that the eldest son of the emperor is still young, if he accepts the concubine and has another heir, there will be a threat to the position of the eldest son of the emperor, and then the palace will be bloody and bloody, and Zhao Zhu, who came from the battle to seize the crown, will definitely not like such a result. Of course, there are two more absurd claims.

First, the emperor has a habit of dragon and yang, and he clearly does not like women.

Second, the emperor was injured in the war in the south, and he was already out of service.

There are different opinions and different versions. But no matter what others say, the Xia clan has finally climbed to the pinnacle of power in the Great Yan Dynasty from the twenty-third year of Hongtai to the present. Not only Xia Tinggan was an important minister in the court, but Xia Chang also rose and was promoted to the imperial history of the second rank of the Metropolitan Inspectorate.

There was a lot of rumors outside, but Zhao turned a deaf ear. After he succeeded to the throne, he was extremely diligent and reached new heights that even Emperor Hongtai did not have. Except for the time spent with Xia Chuqi in the Longevity Palace every day, he spent most of his time acting in government affairs. Slowly, the courtiers discovered that in addition to being more stubborn in the treatment of women, the new emperor could actually accept advice in other aspects, not only that, but he also gave the courtiers the greatest benefits. Gradually, the rumors subsided.

However, the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop.

Zhao Zhu became the emperor, and the disadvantages of the government were changed one after another, and he was drastically cut.

Not long after the dethronement of the Sixth Palace, he blew another whirlwind.

The Great Yan Dynasty did not have a province of Chinese calligraphy, only six departments coordinated, and the government affairs were basically handled by the emperor alone, not only the emperor was tired, but the balance of power was not perfect. But the old courtiers had no idea where their new emperor had come from, and they wanted to set up a "cabinet system". Although it was an extremely complete system of government affairs, it was obvious that this would weaken the imperial power, whether it was good or bad, no one in the past dynasties had tried. In short, the courtiers are about to be driven crazy by the new emperor.

On the Fengtian Palace, there are daily verbal arguments, but there is still no conclusion.

Even Xia Tinggan, the old national minister, did not approve of this "cabinet system".

Nowadays, everyone is rumoring that the Xia family's relatives are too powerful, and when he should have been obedient to the emperor, he wanted to oppose the emperor. To put it bluntly, the emperor is not afraid of him, but he himself is afraid of himself.

On this day, he did not leave, and followed Zhao Zhu into the imperial study.

"Your Majesty......" Xia Tinggan looked at Zhao Zhu's expressionless face, "The old minister has something to say......"

Zhao Zhu sat behind the imperial case, looked at him, did not speak, only looked at him to speak.

Looking at his indifferent and arrogant posture, Xia Tinggan went through three dynasties and experienced the battlefield for a long time, but he was a little frightened in his heart, and after hesitating for a long time, he arched his head and said stubbornly, "The old minister has two things to say. First, the queen's mother and phoenix body are not in harmony, and she can't inherit the heirs for Her Majesty, Your Majesty is at the right age, and you really don't have to keep it like this, the old minister is worried in his heart, and he feels guilty......"

Zhao Jun twisted his eyebrows, "Yi'er is not my son, can't he inherit the heir?" ”

His cold rhetorical question was extremely powerful, Xia Tinggan's heart was shocked, and he quickly knelt down.

"The old minister doesn't dare, the old minister is just ......"

"Old father-in-law!" Zhao Jun put down the pen in his hand and interrupted him lightly, "You don't have to say it anymore." Now that everything has been straightened out, tomorrow I will send someone to Beiping to pick up Baoyin and return to Beijing, I have a son and a daughter, it is a great luck, why is the heir hopeless sigh? ”

The sentence "old father-in-law" made Xia Tinggan's head hang lower.

"The old minister can understand the sacred heart, but the people can't, the ministers can't, and the historians can't understand it...... Your Majesty has gone through all the hardships to build this immortal cause, how can he be criticized because of his personal virtues? ”

"Private morality?"

Zhao Zhu's face was gloomy, and he lowered his eyelids slightly.

"When a man dies, what do others say, what do you need to care about him?"

Xia Tinggan was so anxious that his heart and lungs were about to catch fire for his business, and when he heard this, he kowtowed heavily and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, deposing the six palaces is one, and the cabinet system is the second, you must not, weakening the monarch's power is tantamount to digging your own grave......"

I probably couldn't find any words to refute it, and Xia Tinggan even boldly used words like "digging his own grave". But Zhao Tuo didn't seem to care, looking at the old man who was kneeling and kowtowing, he had a cold face, and finally walked over slowly, squatting down to help him up, "Father-in-law, if Ah Qi sees me treating you like this, he will definitely scold me for being unfilial." I am the emperor and your son-in-law. ”

was helped up by him to sit on a chair, Xia Tinggan seemed to have a needle on his buttocks, where did he dare to sit?

His previous suspicion of Zhao Zhu in Beiping had long since dissipated with Zhao Zhu's favor towards Xia Chuqi and the Wei State Mansion. Now looking at this son-in-law, he only has pity and distress, thinking that he has lived this life, he can't help but cry, "Your Majesty is affectionate and righteous, only pity my daughter, there is no blessing...... Now I don't know whether I live or die, but I have delayed Your Majesty, which makes the old ministers ...... Even if you die, you can't afford it. ”

Zhao Jun lowered his head and looked at the golden dragon pattern on his cuffs.

"She's not dead."

He spoke very slowly, as if he were stating, more like giving himself confidence.

"Your Majesty, can the old minister ......?"

Before Xia Tinggan finished speaking, Zhao Zhu interrupted him.

"No, even if it's a child, you can't visit."

He stared at Xia Tinggan tightly, and said it in a very angry manner, and there was no room for negotiation. Xia Tinggan was slightly stunned, raised his sleeves, wiped his tears, and stopped mentioning the things that made the emperor angry. Zhao Zhu's eyes were slightly cold, he slowly turned around, picked up the tea that Zheng Erbao had just brewed on the case, took a sip, and did not raise his eyelids for a long time.

"Old father-in-law, the cabinet system is just the beginning, and soon I will issue an order to move the capital."

"Move the capital?" Xia Tinggan's scalp was numb, "Where to move?" ”

"Beiping." Zhao Zhu replied lightly.

Xia Tinggan's old face stiffened slightly, and the whole person was stunned.

This emperor's ass hasn't been hot yet, how can he remember that one is one out?

Deposing the Six Palaces, forming a cabinet, and moving the capital to Beiping, which is not a major event that shakes the past and the present? But he did it so calmly and categorically, that no one could refute it at all.

He was in a daze, but a cool color flashed across Zhao Zhu's face.

"Move the capital to Beiping, and rebuild the palace. I want to build the palace and expand the palace at the same time, and build the emperor's mausoleum. ”

"Huh?!" Xia Tinggan couldn't even cry this time.

He looked at Zhao Zhu in surprise and said, "Your Majesty, these are all important things, and they have to be done one by one." ”

"I'm afraid she can't wait......" He muttered as if talking to himself, Zhao Tuo seemed to have woken up, let go of his cold and soft gaze, looked up at Xia Tinggan, and said lightly, "Father-in-law, you have to support me in the court." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty......"

Xia Tinggan sighed in his heart and retreated silently.

From the time he kowtowed to the time he left, Zhao Zhu didn't look up again, he didn't seem to notice, he still looked at the tea with slight waves, and was stunned for a while, before he reached out and sharpened his fingers, and took out a small notebook from the drawer under the imperial case.

It was handed over to him by Li Miao, and it was written when Ah Qi was pregnant with Yi'er.

Stroking the cover of the booklet, his fingers were soft and his voice was soft.

"Ah Qi, our son, is called Zhao Yi. Does it sound good? ”

"Doesn't sound good, does it? But I can't either. This name was calculated by the Zongren Mansion and the Qin Tianjian gang, and a long list was drawn up, and I was tired of watching it. According to my meaning, it's better to call an iron egg dog and have two dogs left than you said......"

"You see, there's nothing good about being an emperor, is there?"

He said a few words to himself into the booklet, and the corners of his lips pulled away.

"How long are you going to be awkward with your master? How long will it take to come back? ”

He used "come back", not "wake up".

Zheng Erbao came over to refill the water, and when he saw that he was in a trance, he pouted in distress and withdrew.

The booklet had been by Zhao Zhu's side for a long time, and he would touch it every day, looking at the cover carefully, thinking about what Ah Qi would write in it, and what mood she would be in when she wrote it.

However, he never opened it, let alone looked at the contents.

Zheng Erbao didn't understand, didn't understand why he was so weird.

For many times, he felt that his grandfather had fallen into evil.

Once, he really secretly went to Master Dao Chang to exorcise evil spirits for his grandfather.

But the Taoist monk was even more chattering than his grandfather, and he said something he didn't understand, so he drove him out.

Zheng Erbao felt that if he continued like this, his master was not crazy, he must be crazy.

Zhao Zhu didn't see Zheng Erbao coming in, nor did he see Zheng Erbao going out, his whole mind was attracted by the fragrance on the booklet. After being stunned for a while, he put the notebook away, took it and read a few copies, and rubbed his forehead again.

In the imperial study, the wind rose, the wind passed, and it was cold and silent.

He didn't seem to be in a good mood, put down the music, walked out of the imperial study, and went to the Longevity Palace.

The faint light shone dimly. The light in the Longevity Palace is not very good, but he is used to it, and he will walk in from here every day to see his Ah Qi. Even if there is no light, he can walk in front of her in the dark. Because she is the guiding light source for him to wake up every day and live.

The temperature in the ice chamber is very low.

In this season, it also seems to be much colder than outside.

In the middle of the room, surrounded by large clusters of flowers, is an ice coffin carved from a single piece of solid ice.

In the ice coffin, the aroma was bursting, and the faint smell of flowers and Chinese medicine wafted by, and a woman lay quietly at the bottom of the coffin. Her face is as clear as yesterday, with a nose, thin eyebrows, and pink lips, without half a change, and her delicate facial features seem to be covered with a layer of fine white glaze. Smooth, delicate, under the light palace dress of hibiscus-colored flower soft satin, there is also half a looming collarbone, with beautiful arcs and excellent complexion, which no longer looks like a sick body, as if it has just fallen asleep.

The imperial doctor, who was nursing in the ice room, saw him come in, asked him to be safe, and withdrew with interest.

They all knew that the emperor did not like to be disturbed by others to talk to the empress.

Zhao sat on the pistle and quietly looked at her closed eyelashes.

"Ah Qi, I'm not doing well today."

sighed, he didn't tell her about his helplessness in the face of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs, nor did he tell her about the depression that even the old father-in-law couldn't understand, let alone how lonely he was in these days when she was away. just calmly told her about things inside and outside the palace. For example, Wu Ren Xiaoxiao woke up and his body was much better, but he didn't like to talk and was dull all day long. Yuan You saw her several times, and if she had a cousin, there would be a way. For example, Zhao Runa and Chen Daniu also went to the Longevity Palace several times to see her, for example, Yi'er often had convulsions in her dreams and cried endlessly, and those ignorant nurses also said that the child missed his mother, and it was best to let him see him. For example, Dongfang Qingxuan, the unreasonable person, wanted to see her several times, but after being stopped by him, he actually broke into the Longevity Palace at night and was beaten out by him. For example, Baoyin is about to return to Beijing from Beiping, for example, he wants to move the capital to Beiping, to rebuild the imperial city, and to build a large number of mausoleums for them after their deaths......

"There's been a lot of excitement these days, you haven't seen the excitement, and you're locked up here by me all day long, working hard to take medicine, aren't you very aggrieved?"

This is Zhao Zhu with a flat expression.

"Do you think you're really going to have a way to help Yuanyu? I look at him, too, pitiful. ”

This is Zhao Zhu with a slight sigh.

"Where did you put the head wind medicine you prepared for me last time?"

This is Zhao Zhu who is starting to miss.

"If you don't come back, you will hide the key to the vault, and you will have no money."

This is Zhao Zun who wants to provoke.

"You say that I am the king of a country, and I don't even have a woman to warm the bed, isn't it very pitiful?"

This is Zhao Bottle, who is ready to sell cute.

"The dishes made by the cook in the imperial dining room are getting more and more unpalatable, and they are really far worse than what Ah Qi cooks. I wondered if I might as well chop off their heads and replace them with a new batch of people. ”

This is the coquettish and threatening Zhao Bottle.

"If Baoyin comes back and wants to come to see A-Niang, how can I deal with it? You know, everyone else has a way, but our daughter is a demon sent by God to torture me. ”

This is the six gods without the owner of Zhao Bottle.

The red candle melted like teardrops, and the body of the candle was cut short one by one. Zhao Zhu was still talking slowly, his mood was very calm, like a father telling a story to his child. Xia Chuqi seems to be talking quietly, not moving, silent, like a person in a painting, you can see and touch, but you are separated by clouds.

"Ah Qi ......"

Finally, Zhao Jun pursed his lips after speaking.

He looked down and stared silently at her beautiful face.

Slowly, slowly, he reached over, scooped her up, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Ah Qi, actually, I miss you."

"Ah Qi, I really miss you."

"Ah Qi, I miss you."

"Ah Qi, I really miss you."

"Ah Qi, I miss you."

"Ah Qi, I really miss you."

"Ah Qi, I miss you."

……

"The emperor is above, the earth is below, please use the Golden Buddha as a matchmaker to verify for me: I, Zhao Bottle and Chu Qiqing, want to get married today. Since then, husband and wife have been of the same mind, life and death together...... If this oath is violated, heaven and earth will be destroyed, and eternal life will not be exceeded. ”

……

"Ah Qi, don't be afraid. If only one person survives, why not die together? ”

……

"Ah Qi has grown up, it's time for new shoes!"

……

"Ah Qi, Ye lied to you again."

……

"Ah Qi, I will always be on the Nai He Bridge, waiting for you, you live well, live enough to come to me again. I've been there. ”

……

Xia Chuqi had a splitting headache, as if someone had pierced a tight spell on his head, the pain was unbearable, and his body was also weak, as if he was unable to support it, he wanted to sleep, he wanted to sleep quietly, but Zhao Shijiu's voice was always hovering in her ears. Chattering, verbose, this is not like Zhao Nineteen. She was a little angry, and a little wanted to laugh. Because he is too much like "Tang Seng", but when she thinks about it, she is a little happy, because she can hear it with her ears.

The voice was clear, word for word.

She clearly closes her eyes, and she doesn't need to look at the shape of her lips to know, isn't it okay?

The mood eased slightly, and the corners of her lips moved laboriously, and she smiled weakly.

Zhao ...... Ten...... Nine ......"

She was shouting, but no one answered her.

After waiting for a while, there was silence in his ears, and even Zhao Shijiu's voice disappeared.

Xia Chuqi frowned, feeling that something was wrong, a thousand thoughts came to her heart, her body stiffened, and she tried to open her eyes, but the upper and lower eyelids seemed to weigh ten thousand catties, and finally opened a slit, but was excited by a strong dazzling light, she let out a "yah" and closed her eyes again.

This time, a cry of "ah" finally came from the quiet space.

"Quick, call the doctor!"

"She's awake, the vegetative person is awake."

Doctor? Vegetative people, who are they talking about? Xia Chuqi was a little confused.

Immediately afterward, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, each of which seemed to echo like a drumbeat, stepping on an empty place. It gives her a dreamy feeling. I don't know how long it took, as if a lot of people rushed over, noisy, nervous, and soon, her shoulders were hot, and someone choked her tightly.

"On the seventh day of the first month, are you awake?"

The familiar voice, very gentle, struck her head like thunder and lightning.

Ignoring the glare of the light, she opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her.

"Occupy ...... Hue......? ”

These two words, she pronounced hoarsely, almost squeezed out between her teeth.

But it was dark for a long time, and she reunited with the old people, but she had no surprises, no surprises. At this moment, her mind was completely free and in a trance, and she couldn't tell whether it was a real illusion in front of her, so her emotions were extremely calm. She did not answer the questions she asked, looking at the furnishings in the room with dreamy eyes, at the dripping liquid hanging on the bedside, at everything in the ward. TV, sofa, unit...... The modern furnishings of the room hit her brain with great force.

This is clearly a high-level ward.

She didn't dare to accept such a reality, and looked at Zhanse in surprise, stunned, and didn't move for a long time.

The doctors and nurses were tinkering with her, she was conscious, but she was unconscious.

Zhan Se twisted his brows nervously, smiled again, sat on the edge of her bed, and took her hand in surprise and joy, "If you don't want to speak, you don't have to speak." It's also true that I've slept for so long and my body is empty. You don't know it, but you're freaking us out. It's been so long to wake you up. ”

Awake? At the beginning of the summer, it took a long time for the seventh brain to react.

She looked at Zhanse, her throat was dry as if she was about to smoke, her voice was extremely hoarse, and her mouth was no longer Xia Chu's pleasant voice, "Am I asleep?" Don't...... Am I dreaming? ”

Zhan Se groaned for a moment, thinking that she suddenly woke up and didn't adapt to the environment, smiled and nodded, and comforted, "Yes, you fell asleep, you slept for a long time." It's good to wake up now, don't worry, everyone is worried about you, your captain has only been here today, and he has just left. ”

Is it okay to wake up? Xia Chuqi tilted his head and closed his eyes in pain.

In the Gaogan ward, the old attending doctors and the young and beautiful nurses hurried to ask for warmth, measure blood pressure, take electrocardiograms, and do various examinations for her. But she pursed her lips and didn't say a word, looking at the flashing red lights of the modern equipment, and the dazzling light of the electric lights overhead, she really preferred not to wake up, and she could never believe that it was just a dream.

She asked in a low voice with a stiff pale face and red eyes.

"Zhanse, how can I be in the hospital?"

Zhanse smiled and patted her hand, "Who knows what's wrong with you?" You came to my house that day, took the mahogany mirror and studied it for a day, and then I went to pick up the child, and you fell asleep on the sofa, and when I came back, you couldn't wake up no matter how you shook it. Good fellow, this freaks me out, get you to the hospital...... But the brain CT was done, the neurological function was tested, and the examination that should have been done was not lost, and Baoqi was called to touch the bones for you, but the problem was not found and could not be diagnosed. Later, we invited foreign brain experts and neurologists, but we did not find out the source of the disease, but only said that it was very likely that the brain and nervous system were wrong. Grandma, you have such a thing in my house, and I can't find a reason, so I almost invited a half-immortal to dance the gods......"

Speaking of this, Zhan Se chuckled, and finally stopped, not continuing to talk about the anxiety and worry that she and her comrades-in-arms had in the days when she was asleep on the seventh day of the beginning of summer, but sighed helplessly.

"Okay, let's not talk about all of that. It's good to wake up, and think about everything else. ”

"Color...... Thank you...... No...... You guys. ”

Xia Chuqi thanked him for his gifts, but his expression was extremely blank.

She looked at Zhanse, unable to do such a space-time transformation no matter what.

Before she opened her eyes, she was in front of the Jinchuan Gate, watching Zhao Zhu and Zhao Mianze meet each other, watching Wuren Xiaoxiao's life hanging by a thread, watching Dongfang Qingxuan and Li Miao bravely kill the Southern Army for her, watching Zhao Zhu fly to her side on a big bird, and watching him work hard with red eyes to give birth to Lin'er......

In the next moment, how could she lie in the hospital, and the Zhanse in front of her was so lifelike?

Opened her mouth with difficulty, she stretched out her hand, "Zhanse, you pinch me." ”

Zhanse was stunned, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I want to know...... You're not really. ”

Zhan Se laughed "poof" and slapped her on the hand.

"Silly you? I'm not really, who's talking to you? ”

The touch of the hand, warm, real. At the beginning of summer, the seven spirits were excited, and the body froze,

When she first saw Zhanse, she thought she was dreaming.

It's like being in a different time and space, and she has dreamed of Zhanse countless times.

But now that the truth of Zhan Se has been determined, she was horrified to find that Zhan Se is not a dream, then, everything about Zhao Bottle, about Dayan, and about another time and space in her mind is a dream.

Is it just a dream? Fragments, like ripples of water waves, rippled in her mind.

Listening to the "tick-tick" sound of the instrument, she couldn't tell which was reality and which was dream.

She has been with Zhao Zhu for seven years. For seven years, from the twenty-fourth year of Hongtai to the fourth year of Jianzhang, they have so many experiences and ups and downs, so many joys and sorrows, how can it be fake? She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, wanting to see Zhao Zhu's face clearly, trying to confirm his true existence in her imagination. I know the people very well, his cold and noble face is as good as ever, noble and cold, like a memory.

But like this, can't he appear again?

Her thin fingers clutched the quilt tightly, her face flustered and pale.

It's like being caught in a nightmare and suddenly waking up, dazed, I don't know where I am......

"No, it can't be."

With a frenzied cry in her head, she suddenly seemed to be crazy, struggled to push away the smiling nurse in front of her, pulled off the infusion needle on the back of her hand, jumped out of bed, and threw herself barefoot to the window.

"The seventh day of the first month—" Zhanse was startled and hurried over to help her.

But she didn't move, and she didn't jump off the building impulsively.

She looked out the window quietly, and the whole person was stupid.

This is a high-rise hospital, and the sky outside the window is bright and moonlight, and occasionally a few stars are dotted. It was as if it had just been nightfall, and the city was brightly lit, a neon glow of paper, and modern buildings towering into the sky, glowing with a faint glow in the moonlight. On the other side of the hospital, there is a famous hotel in Kyoto, downstairs, is an endless stream of cars, the scenery of an international metropolis alone, floating on her surprised eyes, let her arm holding the window, trembling slightly.

"No...... No way. ”

Listening to her muttering, Zhanse held her, I don't know why.

"Why are you so excited? The doctor hasn't finished the examination yet, so let's go back to bed and lie down. ”

Xia Chuqi didn't move, she didn't have the strength to struggle, she just looked at everything in front of her with trembling hands and feet, except for her stunned face, it didn't seem to have changed at all...... The same pale face, the same godless eyes, the same white lips, the same shoulder-length and messy short hair.

"The Seventh Month...... On the seventh day of junior high school, what are you thinking? ”

Zhanse's cry pulled her back to her senses.

"I'm ...... It turns out that I have been there. ”

She closed her eyes and collapsed on the hospital bed, speaking something that no one else could understand.

It's all over, really over,

She had a dream, a weird dream, a dream she didn't want to wake up from.

Zhao Shijiu is fake, Baoyin is also fake, Dongfang Qingxuan is even more fake, everything is fake......

This kind of realization made her body feel like a heart-rending pain.

Her throat was clogged, her nose was sore, but she couldn't hold back half a tear.

She knew that she couldn't cry because no one could share her pain, and no one would understand her feelings. With wet eyes, her gaze shifted from the snow-white walls of the ward to the dark glass window, glanced at the twilight outside, and then turned back to look at Zhan Se with a strong composure.

"Honey, have I been asleep, for long?"

"Almost seven months." There is still a smile at the corner of the lips.

"Seven months? Seven years ......" Xia Chuqi was in a trance, muttering in a low voice, "It turns out that the seven months of reality are the seven years in the dream...... But why do you have such a dream...... Why ......"

Her abnormality finally alerted Zhanse.

Her eyes narrowed, and she leaned down and looked at Xia Chuqi's face fixedly.

"On the seventh day of junior high school, where are you uncomfortable? Does your brain hurt? ”

Xia Chuqi's body hidden in the quilt shrank slightly, shook his head, and was a little afraid to touch the gentle eyes of Zhanse, but he couldn't get rid of the shackles and torture of dreams and reality. Softly, she couldn't help it, and asked again: "Zhanse, do you believe that a person has a past life and this life?" ”

"Past and present lives?" Zhan Se was stunned, "What do you mean, no, I have to find a brain hospital." ”

"No, don't." Xia Chuqi pursed her dry lips, stopped the color, sighed softly, and looked at her ghost-like expression, the despair and fear in her heart intensified little by little.

"Don't you believe me? Oh, I don't believe it, how can I make you believe it. ”

She obviously has a different sense of language from modern people, and she is stunned. She didn't answer, or she didn't have time to answer, Xia Chuqi reached out from the quilt, grabbed her hand tightly, and changed the subject almost pleadingly.

"Possession, what about the mirror? What about the mahogany mirror? ”

The confusion in Zhanse's eyes intensified.

But she didn't say much, glanced at Xia Chuqi, then lifted her pillow, took out a peach mirror from under the pillow, and stuffed it into her thin palm, "I don't know why you like this mirror so much, I passed out in a coma, and I still hold on to it." I snatched it out of your hand with great difficulty. Later, after being cured for so long, seeing that you still don't wake up, I'll ......" smiled embarrassedly, she continued, "It's a little superstitious, I heard that the mirror will degenerate souls, quickly put it under your pillow, hoping to bring you back." ”

Xia Chuqi didn't care to listen to what she said, just grabbed the peach wood mirror tightly.

Looking at it, looking at the face in the mirror that was completely different from Xia Chu's, she pulled away the handle of the mirror in a panic.

The knife in the handle of the mirror is still there, and the mahogany mirror is still a peachwood mirror.

Everything doesn't seem to have changed, the only difference is that she is no longer Xia Chu, just Xia Chuqi.

"How so? How so? Her lips trembled, she muttered repeatedly like a dream, and on the back of the hand that held the handle of the mahogany mirror, the green tendons bulged out due to excitement and exertion, and they were like earthworms, haggard and distressing.

"The seventh day of the first month, the seventh day of the first month? What the hell is wrong with you? Zhan Se put his hand over the back of her hand, gently soothing.

"Occupy the color ......" Xia Chuqi gently turned his head and looked at her, his eyes were confused, and the blood up and down his body seemed to be flowing backwards. She felt that something important was being lost from her life and would never come again.

And fate played a joke on her, giving her a heart-wrenching love in a dream, but giving her an extremely absurd result. It turned out to be just a dream, just a dream. Zhao Zhu, Zhao Mianze, Dongfang Qingxuan, Da Niu Ge, Jinghua, Qinglan, Li Miao, Hasar...... Those people didn't exist at all.

"Is that really just a dream?"

Looking at the peach mirror in her palm, she muttered as if she were real, and her numb head tingled.

The night breeze outside the window blew gently, blowing away her hair, as if it was Zhao Shijiu's hand, with the quiet fragrance of Lan Gui, slowly smoothing her hair.

It's too real, that's too real.

Knocking on her head, she forced herself to refresh herself and asked, "Zhanse, what day is today?" ”

Zhanse quietly watched her, "October 28th. ”

She asked again, "What about the lunar calendar?" ”

When did she pay attention to the lunar calendar?

Zhan Se glanced at her strange gaze and looked down at her phone, "September 16." ”

Xia Chuqi's eyes were cold, "September 16? It was the same day as the Jinchuan Gate Change. Is it really a dream? ”

Zhan Se felt more and more strange about her, "What did you do in this dream, what Jinchuanmen?" Did you dream of Nanjing? patted her on the shoulder, Zhan Se lowered his body, and teased with a smile, "Honestly, is there a muscular hunk in your dream?" ”

In the past, Xia Chuqi would definitely be against her.

But today, she looked dumbfounded, rubbed her forehead, and was still talking to herself.

"Blood Lunar Eclipse, Mahogany Mirror...... Can it have anything to do with a blood lunar eclipse? ”

Zhan Se listened to her nonsense, sighed, walked over and closed the window, turned around and smiled, "It's true that there is a red moon eclipse today, but others don't understand, don't you understand?" You are still highly educated, and those legends are all lies. Okay, you just obediently stop for a while, let people hear, and think you're evil? ”

The bright light fell on the face of Zhan Se, her mouth closed when she spoke, her eyebrows were lightly raised, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and every movement was vivid and realistic, but it made Xia Chuqi want to close her eyes and stop looking at her.

In her dream, she felt that she and Zhao Zhu were not people of the same world.

But now when she looks at Zhanse, who has long hair fluttering, wears a fashionable dress, wears light makeup, and is noble and beautiful with a sense of the times, she sadly finds that she and Zhanse are not like people in the same world. Her heart has deviated from this world, but she can't tell Zhanse the scenes that seem to be real in her dreams, she can't tell her those golden iron horses and beacon fire, and she can't tell her that she has met such a man, loves her, spoils her, treats her like a jewel, and has met a group of people like that, who are friends and enemies with her, and have experienced such a legendary story with her.

She can't say it, people will think she's crazy.

Under the miserable white light, her thin face was as white as a piece of paper.

Zhan Se comforted her distressedly, "Don't think too much, take care of your body first, and wait for you to return to the team." The field army Ermao Er, who you received last time, took a fancy to you, please come to the hospital to see you for a while, and meet your uncle, Mr. Zhao thinks the young man is good, let me be a matchmaker for you. ”

Back? Lieutenant colonel of the field army?

One by one, information smashed into the brain, and Xia Chuqi thought of the military uniform, but it was like a world away.

Staring at Zhan Se with a sloppy gaze, she smiled bitterly, "Zhan Se, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the team." ”

Zhan Se pursed his lips and looked at her strangely, waiting for the following.

But Xia Chuqi stared at the lights blankly, and his thoughts had long since drifted away. She didn't have Ermaoer in her mind, there was no concept of returning to the team, what she saw was the big stone lion in front of the Jin Wangfu and the stone pillar of "civil and military officials dismounted here", what she saw was the man beating the horse over, the black gold-rimmed big coat in the wind, what she saw was his hand, holding her, walking through the banana forest in the light rain, walking through the snowy desert wasteland, and also saw his study, a chess scale, a pot of tea, two chess tubes, the woman named Xia Chu was holding a white child and laughing, in front of her, sat a grim face, A noble man with a python robe and jade belt, and his eyes are gentle like water.

Zhao 19......

Zhao 19......

After muttering silently, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she still refused to believe it.

Stroking the back of the mahogany mirror, she looked up at Zhan Se and asked her doubts again.

"Zhanse, where did you get that mahogany mirror?"

Zhan Se saw that her attention was still on the mirror, and couldn't help but wrinkle her eyebrows and laugh.

"Seventh year of the first month, if you do this again, I really want to invite the great fairy to exorcise evil spirits for you?"

Xia Chuqi was also laughing, but he smiled bitterly with red circles under his eyes, "Yes, I fell for the evil and became obsessed with the peach wood mirror." ”

Zhan Se sighed lightly, took her helplessly, and said with a smile, "That mahogany mirror is my father's relic." ”

Xia Chuqi and Zhanse are both descendants of the Five Techniques of the Golden Seal, and they also know a little about her father's affairs. It was an old monk who was famous in the country, but he had passed away. At the beginning of the summer, I couldn't help but regret it, and my whole body seemed to be unbearable, in addition to tiredness, there was also weakness......

"Uncle Zhan is gone, so I can't find a source for this?"

Hearing her gentle tone, thinking of her deceased father, Zhan Se rubbed his face, groaned, and suspected that he had fallen into an evil spirit, "I obeyed you, how did I wake up from sleep, say something, and act like an ancient?" ”

"......" Xia Chuqi pursed her lips, looking at her and not daring to speak again.

Zhan Se smiled, "Come on, count yourself lucky, my father had the habit of collecting antiques in his early years, and this habit has not changed since he became a monk." Not only that, but he also has a hobby number, and every time he looks for a treasure, he will carefully label it, note the date, and the source ......"

At the beginning of the summer, Qi's eyelids jumped, his nerves were activated, and his tears were almost happy.

She threw herself over excitedly, clutching Zhanse's arm.

"Tell me, tell me...... Where do mirrors come from? ”

Zhan Se couldn't figure out the girl's emotions at all, and in desperation, he had to hold her hand, his brows furrowed slightly, and he comforted, "I haven't touched those things for a long time, I have to go back and check them." On the seventh day of junior high school, I said you should rest first, okay? You're giving me a lot of headaches like this? ”

At the beginning of summer, the seven eyes narrowed slightly, and let go of his hand.

"Oh, you'll have to worry about that."

"......" Hearing her speak like this, Zhan Se was about to collapse.

But Xia Chuqi seemed to be out of reality, "My dear, the sooner the better." ”

A time, a dream.

After lying in bed for three days and three nights, Xia Chuqi still couldn't figure out the truth or falsehood.

For three days, she barely closed her eyes, as long as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of Zhao Shijiu, as well as her Baoyin and the baby who didn't know whether it was a son or a girl...... Three days later, she couldn't stand the torture anymore, so she got up and ate something, and went to the hospital alone to go through the discharge procedures.

Holding her mobile phone and carrying her bag, she walked out of the gate of the hospital and once again blended into the bustling street, watching the girls on the street wearing fashionable autumn and winter clothes, eating snacks, holding her boyfriend's hand and striding across the zebra crossing, she had a splitting headache and almost lost control.

The city of drunken gold is a reality.

Those lofty and ancient scenery are really far away from her dreams.

I don't know how long I walked, but it was getting dark, and there was no moon or stars in the sky, and the sky over the city was full of haze. She carried her bag in a daze, walked past a group of square dancing aunts, and sat on a stone bench on the corner of the street to the cool musical rhythm of "Little Apple". The dim streetlight shone on her face, white and bloodless. Her fingers unconsciously picked at the stone, picking out the blood without realizing it.

Neon flashes and bustle.

Such a city is what she often misses in her dreams.

But now sitting here, she seems to be missing something...... No, it's all missing.

Raising her head, she looked at the lamp that looked like a star in the distance, and muttered in a low voice: "Zhao Nineteen, did you really not exist?" I don't believe it. I really don't believe it, but if you are in Mobei, I can go to Mobei to find you, if you are in Liaodong, I can go to Liaodong to find you, if you are in Beijing, I will go to Beijing to find you. Now, you are in my dreams, where can I find you? ”

"No, even if it's a dream, I'm going to look for it."

In the eyes of a few people on the side, she got up and rushed out.

Since enlisting in the army and joining the Red Thorn Special Combat Team as a military doctor, she has been living in the army dormitory. These days in the hospital, in her single dormitory, no one has cleaned it for a long time, on the windowsill, on the table and chairs, on the bed, there is dust everywhere. But she didn't seem to see it, and in the concerned inquiries and surprised doubts of a group of people in the camp, she rushed to the back room like crazy, took out her notebook, connected it to the power supply, and turned on Baidu.

She typed: Crossing ......

What jumped out was a whole bunch of time-traveling web novels and TV series.

She typed: space-time.

What pops out are all kinds of incomprehensible three-dimensional explanations.

She typed: Dayan.

What jumped out was Yan Shu, a poet from the Northern Song Dynasty.

She searched the Internet indiscriminately, and even typed in Bermuda, submarine pyramids and other things that cannot be explained by science to find clues, but unfortunately it didn't matter. But she found that the world is yellow, the universe is desolate, the world is too big, and there are many bizarre things that cannot be explained by science.

In the end, she was tired, and her comrades outside were still celebrating her awakening, but the deep sense of powerlessness forced her to lie on the table tiredly, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and wanting to sink into the dream that seemed to be real again.

But it's useless, don't say that she can't sleep deeply, it's asleep, it's a dream, and it's a modern world when she wakes up. Holding the mahogany mirror, she looked at it over and over, relying on her own memory, repeating the actions and words she had said the last time she fell into a dream...... But no matter how hard she tried, she was still sitting in the dormitory, nothing had changed, she was still the seventh day of the summer month, and she could no longer go to the other time and space in that dream.

The beginning of summer has changed.

Her comrades from the Red Thorn Medical Team were all talking about how she had woken up and her whole body had changed.

Silent, often holding a mirror to make a statement, calling her often unresponsive.

Xia Chuqi knows what he looks like, which will make people scary.

She also thought about changing it, but she couldn't do it, and she couldn't forget it anyway.

In this way, she has no way to complete the task as a military doctor of the special combat team.

Although the team did not rush her, she still took the initiative to report on the seventh day of her awakening and applied for retirement. Out of consideration for safety and her physical condition, the leader quickly gave an approval, with only a few words on it: agree, recuperate.

Packing a few simple belongings, she moved out of the Redthorn Special Operations team's dormitory. However, when she walked out of the camp gate, she sadly found that in the big city of Kyoto, she had no housing and seemed to have no safe place to go. After working all these years, she has some savings on her bank card, which can be enough for her to live for a few years, but that does not give her a sense of security in the actual sense.

Where there is no Zhao Nineteen, everything is meaningless.

The loneliness and frustration of homelessness made her stand at the door of the camp in the sunshine, carrying two army-green duffel bags, looking at the sky, and not moving for a long time.

"Squeak—"

A red maserati pulled up in front of her, honking its horn lightly and smiling at her.

"On the seventh day of the first month, get in the car."

Xia Chuqi squinted his eyes for a while, and only reacted in a trance.

"Color...... You don't owe me, and I can't trouble you anymore. ”

"What's the trouble? Look at what you said, the relationship between our sisters is so different? "In fact, for Zhanse, a military doctor like Xia Chuqi, who has a long-term development in the medical field, has become what she is now, and it happened in her family, she is still a little guilty. What's more, they are both descendants of the Five Techniques of the Golden Seal, inheriting the things that have been passed down by their ancestors for thousands of years, although this relationship is not as close as the blood source, but it is not shallower than the blood source relationship.

"Still no, I'll just find a house to live in." Xia Chuqi did not move.

Zhan Se frowned, observing her almost transparent face in the sunlight.

In just seven months, this girl has changed too much. In the past, Xia Chuqi was lively and pretty, big grinning, and he was not afraid when the sky fell, and he was a female man in the barracks. Now she is like something is missing...... Yes, no soul. Although she stood there, she looked like a walking corpse, all three souls and six spirits were separated from her body, and only a trace of geisman was left to communicate with people.

Sighing, she smiled and cast a killer move.

"You don't go to me, don't you want to know the source of the peach mirror?"

Xia Chuqi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly regained his vitality, "You found it?" ”

Zhanse smiled and nodded, got out of the car and opened the trunk to help her stuff her luggage in.

"On the seventh day of the first month, you are not alone. You still have us, your family, and your uncle......"

"Thank you." At the beginning of the summer, he was stunned, and his mind had already drifted away.

According to the records of Zhanzi, the father of the monk Zhanse, the peach wood mirror was bought by him in an antique shop in Yijin Huoluo Banner in Eshi. At that time, he fell in love with this mahogany mirror at a glance, and the owner of the antique shop did not charge her a high price. Not only that, but the discerning pearls that opposed him were moved by sympathy and changed hands to him at a super low price. Probably because of "sympathy", he wrote in detail about the record of buying mirrors, but he did not identify the production age of the mahogany mirror afterwards.

A little clue is better than nothing. Xia Chuqi came out of Zhanse's house and asked his former medical school classmates to find a familiar treasure expert. The expert looked left and right at the magnifying glass, and analyzed that the material and workmanship of peach wood were like things in the early Ming Dynasty, but the mirror surface was clearly a glass mirror produced after the glass, and it was impossible to have such a production technology in that era......

So, the expert finally glanced at her with not very friendly eyes and gave her a two-word identification.

"Fake."

Xia Chuqi hurriedly said, "What if it was invented by modern people through the past?" ”

The expert stroked the "baldness" who had lost her hair, glanced at her strangely, and quietly left.

was once again regarded as a madman, and at the beginning of the summer, he wanted to cry without tears.

After thinking about it, she decided to go to Eshi.

First, I wanted to find the antique store, and secondly, because Eshi was very close to Yinshan.

For Yinshan, she has a very special emotion.

Whether her dream was real or not, she wanted to see it.

She took off her military uniform and became a jobless vagrant, making it easy for her to do anything. That night, she booked a ticket on Ctrip, rushed to Kyoto International Airport early the next morning, flew directly to Eshi, and then transferred to Yijin Horoqi. It is a tourist destination, located in the hinterland of the "Golden Triangle" of Hoh, Bao and E, with clear blue skies and fresh air. Finally approaching the Yinshan Mountain Range, breathing the air in different dreams, she had an illusion that she didn't know what time it was, what a dream was, and what was waking up.

It was an antique shop called "Mojia No. 9".

It's a bit strange with the name of the store, with an antique door, and a pair of couplets with a strong pen style.

"Xia Ding Qin bricks have been passed down through the ages, and the Mo family No. 9 is looking for a good fate."

A good relationship through the ages? With a sigh of lightness, Xia Chuqi fell in love with this couplet. Not only because of the font of the characters, which gave her a sense of déjà vu, but also because of her curiosity about the owner of the antique shop.

According to Zhan Zishu, the owner of the antique shop was a young girl.

But when Xia Chuqi pushed open the thick solid wooden door and entered, she was greeted by a thin young man with glasses. He is not very old, and he has a red bump on his face that is unique to a man of this age, and he looks a little shy, but when it comes to antiques, he has one set after another, and he looks like it.

Xia Chuqi asked carefully, and it turned out that he was from a major in archaeology.

The former owner of this shop was a classmate of him, although he didn't say it, but Xia Chuqi could see that this guy must be the suitor of that girl. Xia Chuqi exchanged a few words with him, then cut to the point, and carefully took out the peach wood mirror.

"Boss, can you help me see, is this a fake?"

The young man's glasses eyes flashed slightly, took the peach glasses, and looked at them carefully.

"Not a fake."

Xia Chuqi's face was overjoyed, and then he asked, "What era is it?" ”

"This ...... I don't know the exact dynasty. The young man smiled shyly, pushed the frame, and said, "If I had seen it before, I would definitely answer you, it is a fake." Because of the craftsmanship of this mirror, it is almost comparable to modern artworks. But ......" Speaking of this, he hesitated slightly, as if he didn't want to fully explain the inside story, but under Xia Chuqi's eager gaze, he still said some reasons, "In Mo Jiu's collection, there are similar antiques. Did you buy this mirror in this store? ”

"Mo Jiu?" Xia Chuqi did not deny it, only asked softly.

"Hmm." The young man nodded, "It's the owner of this shop, everyone calls her Mo Jiu." ”

"And where did she go?" Xia Chuqi unconsciously raised his voice.

The young man shook his head, "If I knew, I wouldn't be so helpless." No, I've been guarding her shop for two years, but I can't find her people, and I can't find her family. The family completed all the formalities and urged them to study in the United States. I'm about to sell the store out, give it to someone who is destined to help her guard the store, and hope that when she comes back, the store will still be ......."

Xia Chuqi was a person who came over, and he could see that he couldn't find the girl's melancholy, so he didn't delve into it anymore, but only asked the key.

"Then little brother, do you know where all the antiques collected by Mo Jiu came from?"

This time, the young man was a lot more refreshed, and when he mentioned Mo Jiu, he was even more gushing, "Mo Jiu is a strange person, she is in the same major as me, but she skips class in class, but she will not fail the course, and her knowledge is countless times richer." Not only does he have research in archaeology, but he also knows how to do it, and it seems that he is self-taught, among our classmates, she is capable......" He paused again, as if he didn't want to say, and as if he had been holding back for a long time and finally saw the peach wood mirror have a confession, after thinking for a while, he bypassed the counter, closed the antique door, and beckoned to Xia Chuqi to let her go to the back room.

This approach of young men and women is somewhat ambiguous, and ordinary girls dare not.

But now, there is a sea of swords and fires in front of him, and he is not afraid at all on the seventh day of the early summer.

Grabbing the satchel on the stool, she followed the young man into the back room.

Unexpectedly, it was a storage room, with a lot of bottles and cans on the rosewood shelves, as well as countless drawers, large and small. Those things look like they are some years old, if they are all genuine, then Mo Jiu is really amazing. But now in the seventh day of the first summer, he has no ** for money, and he has seen the family background of King Jin, these are not a thing.

She wrung her eyebrows and asked, "What are you going to show me?" ”

The young man looked at her with a smile, beckoned, and pulled out one of the drawers.

"Look, there are a few antiques like yours here."

Xia Chuqi was shocked, leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, there was a copper mirror inside, a rosewood mirror, and a rosewood mirror, which did look somewhat similar to the mahogany mirror.

"Where did all this come from?" She couldn't wait.

The young man's eyes flickered, as if he hesitated, "It's all Mo Jiu's." ”

For Mo Jiu, Xia Chuqi became more and more curious. It's a pity that now that everyone is gone, how can she ask? Moreover, from a logical point of view, it cannot be ruled out that they are really fakes, and it is possible that they are a prank by Mo Jiu.

Thinking about it, her nose was a little sour again.

Bottom down, she really doesn't want it to be a fake. If it is a fake, it proves that she just held a peach mirror and had a dream...... It can even be determined that everything in the dream is fake, and there is no Zhao Zhu who loves her like life at all. It was just a nymphomaniac on a blind date.

But how drunk does she have to be to dream for seven months?

"Classmate, are you ...... Want to sell your storefront? ”

It seems that the young man regards her as a destined person, and he also sees her in casual clothes as a college student.

Xia Chuqi didn't have so many money plate stores, and he didn't have the ability and energy to take care of an antique store. She was just a little reluctant to let go of those mirrors. Glancing at the young man, she lowered her head and stroking her gaze over the mirrors, unintentionally landing on a notebook in a drawer.

"Little brother, can you lend me this?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and handed it to her, "Look at it." ”

Xia Chuqi was attracted by the word "yuan" on the surface of the notebook.

She thanked her, and opened the book, and the handwriting and verses on the title page startled her again.

"Graceful pen and ink, back and court dust. The sky is light and cloudy, and it does not linger. 3,000 miles of rivers and mountains, recalling 40 years of Penglai. Green silk dyes cream, mirrors are deep and colorful. This love lasts forever, and this scene is still there! ”

She remembered this word very clearly, it was the words on the wall of the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum, and this trace was the one she had seen countless times, the tomb robber in the Imperial Mausoleum...... No, the handwriting of Empress Yuanzhao is written by the same person as the couplet outside. No wonder she thought the font of the couplets was familiar.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her hands holding the book almost trembled. She had never seen Mo Jiu, let alone her handwriting, if it was really a dream, how could it be such a coincidence?

"Little Brother ......"

She grabbed the young man's arm with her eyes as if she had grasped the last straw.

"Can you help me figure out a way to find Mo Jiu? May I? ”

The young man could not break free of her iron clawed hands, and shook his head in horror at her staring appearance, and his face was flushed.

"Classmate, if I can find her, why bother waiting in Hubei City for these two years? Really, there is no clue at all. ”

Looking at his helpless appearance, Xia Chuqi knew that he was telling the truth, his shoulders trembled, and he finally couldn't control it, and he burst into tears. In order to inquire as much as possible, she asked in a low voice, "Little brother, I see that you are a little confused, is it inconvenient to say?" For example, Mo Jiu studied archaeology, but in fact, she also works part-time to rob tombs, right? ”

The young man's face turned red, "What are you talking nonsense?" Mo Jiu won't. She won't. ”

Wouldn't it? Looking at the familiar font on the book, Xia Chuqi's gaze gradually blurred. She no longer believed that it was a dream, but was more certain that there was a supernatural power in this world, which could not be explained by science, and it existed in the Langlang universe...... And she can be 100% sure that Mo Jiu is the chief designer of the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum, the Empress Yuan Zhao who made the mechanism model.

"Classmate, do you want to sell the storefront?"

The young man looked at her in a daze, still asking.

But in the world of the seventh day of the summer month, there was only a blank left.

She carried her bag, grabbed the mirror, took away someone's notebook, and walked out of the "Mo Family No. 9" without a master.

The light outside was still bright, but she seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

I can't find a way out, I can't struggle, I don't want to give up and despair.

"Classmate, hey, classmate, book, give me back that book......"

When the young man chased him out, Xia Chuqi, who was dizzy in his mind, fell softly at the door of the antique shop.

Before falling into darkness, she had only one thought.

"You must find Mo Jiu, and you must find Zhao Zhu......"

------Off topic------

Finally climbed up, the number of words is a bit much, the typos can't be corrected at all, and the eyes are almost blind, so let's check it later.

In addition, tell the little daughters-in-law that the finale (below) should be released on the 19th.

Now half of the finale has been written, but it hasn't had time to correct it yet. I guess people will praise me badly.

Why, touch the big, read the text happily. Bah!

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