Zhao Dongting was a little puzzled, and looked down at Ying'er's pretty face, "Why do you say that?" ”

Ying'er complained slightly: "The emperor only thinks about Sister Le Chan in his heart, obviously there is a shadow of a concubine and Sister Zhang Ru, but he still wants to keep me and Sister Zhang Ru thousands of miles away!" Do you know how sad Ying'er was when you rejected the Queen Mother's proposal to accept me as a concubine? Now, you want to make Sister Zhang Ru as sad as I am. You are the emperor, the beauties of the harem can't only be me and Sister Le Chan, since there is Sister Zhang Ru in your heart, why bother? Accepting Sister Zhang Ru, in fact, you will feel more relaxed in your heart, won't you? ”

Zhao Dongting was stunned.

What are you insisting on?

Moral bondage?

But in this era, it is normal to have three wives and four concubines. His own insistence seems a little ridiculous.

Don't say that accepting Zhang Ru is the three thousand beauties of the harem, as the emperor, this is also extremely normal in the eyes of outsiders, right?

In that case, why not simply pursue your own heart?

Whoever you love, you will marry.

Zhao Dongting tried to face up to his feelings for Zhang Ru.

He imagined that if Zhang Ru married someone else, at this moment, his heart really felt a slight twitch.

If you don't like Zhang Ru, you can't feel this way. Because only if you like it, you will care.

At this moment, the hesitation in Zhao Dongting's eyes disappeared.

Now that they have crossed into this era, why don't they follow their hearts and add so many troubles to themselves?

Ying'er's words can be said to have woken up Zhao Dongting.

He hugged Ying'er tighter and chuckled, "I know." ”

It's just acceptance that is acceptance, and the feelings for Zhang Ru are obviously not deep enough to blend together. This can only be left to the flow.

There was no more talk that night.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Ying'er untied the knot that had been entangled for a long time with a few words, obviously this year was very good for Zhao Dongting.

The sound of fireworks outside the palace made the corners of Zhao Dongting's mouth gradually hook up a smile.

This smile seems to have a bit of uninhibited taste.

There was a little urge to get up and call a few people to have a barbecue dinner, but this was still suppressed by Zhao Dongting. Now he is not too young, and he needs to deter the ministers and lead the court with the appearance of an old man, and there are some things that he can't do anymore. Besides, I really want to barbecue, and now I can't find anyone in the palace.

Le Chan is not there, the music and dance are not there, and even the rhyme brocade is not there, I always feel that there is a little less taste.

The New Year has arrived.

Year after year, Zhao Dongting still got up early to practice sword intent on the roof as always. This can't be left behind, after all, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Zhan Lu ink is black and dull, and under the morning light, there is no light flowing, and it looks really simple and unpretentious. But when Zhao Dongting agitated the sword intent, its edge appeared at first glance between the benevolent people, and the humming continued, and there was a slight light surging from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

There are trees in the courtyard, and the leaves of the trees move without wind.

Zhao Dongting's sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, maybe he can really kill the enemy with sword intent like an empty man.

The Son of Heaven was furious, and the corpse was thousands of miles away.

He originally had the confidence to be the emperor, and if he really reached the realm of the empty son, I am afraid that it will be a little stronger than the sword intent of the empty son.

Ying'er was tossed by Zhao Dongting for a long time last night, and she hadn't gotten up at this time.

Zhang Ru got up, and as soon as he went out, he inadvertently turned his head to look at the roof.

Under the morning light, the skin that can be broken by blowing seems to make people feel like they are in a fairyland in an instant.

Only fairyland has such a dusty girl, right?

Zhao Dongting put away his sword at this time, felt the gaze below, looked down, and smiled naturally: "Awake?" ”

Then he jumped down and came to Zhang Ru.

Zhang Ru looked at the smile on Zhao Dongting's face, her pretty face was a little rosy, and she was even more shy, and nodded lightly.

nodded his head and buried it in his chest, but he was embarrassed to look up at Zhao Dongting again.

The little daughter's mentality is fully revealed.

She didn't reveal her heart to Zhao Dongting before, but she was still better. After yesterday's incident, she was in front of Zhao Dongting, but she was always like a deer in her heart.

"What's that......"

Zhao Dongting scratched his head, "I practice swords first, you let them bring breakfast over!" ”

Zhang Ru nodded lightly again.

The green silk hangs down, revealing the crystal ears. At this moment, even the earlobes are a little red.

Zhao Dongting walked away again, but before turning around, it was the ghost envoy who said, "Are you a fairy who came down to earth?" ”

Zhang Ru was slightly stunned, and then lowered her head shyly.

He's complimenting me on my beauty, right?

This tone is really novel!

Looking up at Zhao Dongting's back again, the corners of her mouth gradually bloomed with an amazing smile.

This smile is like the pear blossom of a thousand trees.

It's a pity that Zhao Dongting didn't see it, he had already walked to the small martial arts arena in the courtyard to practice the Guiyuan swordsmanship.

Although he has crossed over, he does not have too many outstanding features, not to mention that he was born a peerless master, and he is just a sick man. Until now, it has been all his own hard work.

This made Zhao Dongting know that this self-cultivation was not easy to come by, and he never dared to slack off in the way of martial arts.

At the same time, he also likes the feeling of hard work.

After all, in his previous life, he relied on his own hard work to build a huge company.

When you become famous, the sense of accomplishment and pride is wonderful and indescribable. Far from being comparable to low-hanging fruit.

Danfeng Chaoyang, white ape offering fruit, crane soaring purple cover, picking stars outside the sky......

The thirty-six Guiyuan sword technique was displayed in Zhao Dongting's hands, and it was already quite mellow and free. Although I dare not say that the essence of the moves has been understood, the internal force between the transformation moves has been relatively skillful.

The emperor lives up to his wishes.

Even in terms of martial arts tricks, now Zhao Dongting is by no means below the ordinary Zhongyuan Realm martial artists.

After practicing the Guiyuan swordsmanship several times, he put the sword in the box and practiced the leisurely tour.

The figure is fluctuating in the not spacious martial arts arena, and he doesn't dare to say that it is mysterious, but there is always a bit of incomprehensible meaning.

Men are also extremely attractive when they are serious.

Zhang Ru looked at Zhao Dongting's figure of practicing martial arts hard, and gradually became a little stupid.

By the time the early sun spit out, Zhao Dongting was already sweating.

At this time, a eunuch also arrived outside the door, and said in a sharp voice: "Your Majesty, the time to worship the heavens and pray for blessings is coming soon." ”

This is the first day of the new year every year, as long as the emperor is in the palace, it is an indispensable occasion.

At the beginning, even if the small court was exiled overseas, at sea, it never forgot to pray for blessings, and even more pious.

People of this generation especially believe in the power of fate.

Zhao Dongting nodded, "Okay, I know." ”

Then when he took a shower and went to the bedroom, Ying'er had already gotten up.

As soon as she saw Zhao Dongting, she couldn't help but show a look of shyness on her face.

Zhao Dongting tossed too much last night, otherwise, she would never have gotten up until this time.

Zhao Dongting smiled, hugged the baby and kept it warm again, before letting her dress herself.

This kind of life is very comfortable.

By the time he left the dormitory with Ying'er and Zhang Ru, it was dozens of minutes later.

The ministers waited in the white jade square outside the main hall of the palace.

This scene is bigger than the banquet on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve. Because the requirements for the rank of officials are no longer so high.

In addition, several famous Taoist temples and temples in Leizhou, such as Wuliang Temple and Tianxia Temple, have also been represented.

The Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and the monk wearing a robe are clearly distinguished, although no one looks at anyone, but it seems that no one looks down on anyone.

In this era, the controversy between Buddhism and Taoism has tended to be white-hot.

The little Taoist Bai Yuchan was also in the crowd, looking at Zhao Dongting, grinning at Zhao Dongting, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.

Zhao Dongting raised an eyebrow at him and stood still in front of the crowd.

Yang Shufei also arrived with Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu has now become a handsome young man, quite heroic.

"I've seen the royal brother......"

The hundred officials knelt down to greet him, and Zhao Yu also knelt down, but was supported by Zhao Dongting, "No need to be polite." ”

After that, hundreds of people surrounded Zhao Dongting out of the palace gate.

Outside the palace gate, there were already thousands of soldiers and Wuding Hall worshippers waiting.

This makes the team even bigger.

Out of the front street, the streets are full of people kneeling, and it is an extremely lively scene, and the sound of the mountain shouting long live is deafening.

The people of Leizhou respect Zhao Dongting from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing this, Zhao Dongting suddenly turned his head to Ying'er next to him and said, "Caring for the people is much more useful than praying to the heavens and praying for blessings." ”

Ying'er was slightly surprised, and then smiled.

She was used to Zhao Dongting's shocking words.

The emperor was not an ordinary man.

The crowd walked along the main street, towards the outside of Haikang County. The year before last, Zhao Dongting personally presided over the sacrifice to the sky, which was in the immeasurable view, and last year it was presided over by Yang Shufei, which was in the palace. This year, Zhao Dongting has arranged for the State Council to set up a dojo in front of the Martyrs' Monument on Dingjun Mountain in Jiezhou.

It is better to sacrifice the soul of the dead than to sacrifice to the sky.

Speaking of which, Zhao Dongting has always been a pragmatist.

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