As expected, the battle of Langang Mountain was a complete victory, during the battle, Feng Junwei saw that the form was wrong, abandoned the Dongwei cavalry who was still bathing in blood on the battlefield, and fled with only a thousand elite soldiers around him, becoming a real rogue, spurned by the world.

Later, in order to cherish the heroic act of Huangyu, the world changed Langang Mountain to Huanggang Mountain, and established Huanggang Temple in the place where Huangyu fell, in order to commemorate the martyrs.

Feng Qiao subdued the people who were willing to surrender in Dongwei, treated them with the courtesy of soldiers, rewarded them with 100 acres of fertile land, and appeased their families, which gathered people's hearts.

When the hearts of the people want, it is the day when the name is rightfully enthroned.

Feng Qiao took the name of the army as the name of the founding of the country, followed the name of "Feiyu", and set the first year of his ascension to the throne as the first year of Feiyu, becoming the youngest emperor in history. The emperor ascended the throne and implemented benevolent government, which was admired and worshiped by the general public.

Abolish the regulations that women are not allowed to be in government, implement the law of equality between men and women, and seal Qin Yao, the wife of the founding general Ye Lingya, as the general of Yinling, and the descendants will enjoy the treatment of the prince for generations, and give two gold medals for avoiding death, a residence in the capital of fifty miles, 10,000 taels of gold and silver, 1,000 acres of fertile land, 100 shops, and countless luxury jewelry.

Gradually, this road developed into the most prosperous commercial street in Fengyue and Yue, enjoying the name of "Sleepless Road". Feng Yue and the two countries signed an agreement to establish diplomatic relations for generations and never go to war.

Despite this, the royal relationship between Feng Yue and the two countries has not been very harmonious, and the specific situation is only known to the parties concerned.

Feng Qiao reigned for fifty-six years and died at the age of eighty-two, and was the earliest and longest reigning emperor in the history of the country, but this emperor only had one son and one adopted daughter in his life, the son was Feng Qiuchen, the son of his wife Huang Yu, and the adopted daughter was Princess Muyu of Yueguo.

The emperor had only one wife in his long life, and when he ascended the throne, he named Huang Yu as Queen Jingxian, and never held a draft again, let alone favored any woman. The harem was empty, and the ministers wrote to ask His Majesty to draft a draft to balance the power of the courtiers and spread out the royal family. After all, there is only one prince now, in case of a slight accident...... This is a major event related to the century-old foundation of the feudal country and the future prince!

"Oh? Are you cursing Qiuchen to death? Feng Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes looked coldly at the ministers who forced him to draft with righteous words.

The minister hurriedly knelt on the ground and said repeatedly: "The minister doesn't dare, the minister is just thinking about the country, please think twice!" ”

"Is the son whom I have taught is not enough to bear the burden of a prince? He can't do it, does your son have the ability to become the prince of the East Palace? Or does someone else's son have this ability? ”

"The ministers are frightened, the ministers don't mean this", the old minister wanted to cry without tears.

"Oh, I don't mean that, so what are you nagging me about from here? The first emperor had nine sons, and after the battle for succession, five died in the end, one escaped, and the seventh and eighth brothers were far away on the frontier, making a free prince. You haven't experienced the battle for succession, do you still want your children and grandchildren to experience a cruel war? Do you want to crush this feudal country with iron horses again? ”

After this call, the minister's face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't even kneel straight and fell to the ground. "No, no, no, the emperor, the minister should die, the emperor is angry, please forgive the emperor", the minister knocked his head on the marble, and there were blood stains with a bang.

"There is only one queen of mine", Feng Qiao looked up into the distance, his eyes revealing a little tenderness and desolation. "I promised her that I would be a couple for the rest of my life"

"Your Majesty, but...... The queen has already died."

Even though he knew that after saying this, the emperor would be even more angry, but as a minister, it was his duty to advise the emperor, and he had to say it.

After hearing too much of this sentence, Feng Qiao lost his temper, he stood up and walked to the window, looked at the lilac sycamore flowers dancing in the wind, and said in a light tone: "You all said that Yu'er was dead, but my Yu'er was obviously just asleep, she slept sweetly in her dreams, and the corners of her mouth were hooked with a smile." It's just that this night's sleep is a little long. ”

Feng Qiao pursed the corners of her mouth, her eyes were a little moist, and then said: "Yu'er must want to surprise me, her eccentric temperament, maybe one day she will suddenly wake up, stand in front of me pretty, and call me husband like before." If she finds out that I broke my vow and married another woman, my feather will be sad, I don't want to be a negative man."

"The sycamore blossom bloomed and failed, defeated and bloomed, it has been five years, Yu'er, you have slept for five years"

Hearing this, the old minister was puzzled. Three years ago, the emperor eradicated the rebels and led the soldiers back to Beijing, in the final battle of Huanggang, Empress Jingxian was pierced by the enemy general Zhao Pengyuan, and died without waiting for the emperor to ascend the throne, and only a few people knew about his death, and he was one of them. After returning to Beijing, the emperor did not want to believe that his wife had died, so he froze her in the cold ice to seek a resurrection medicine for him, and only announced that the queen was seriously ill. Carefully calculated, from death to death, until now, Empress Jingxian has only passed away for three years, why does the emperor say five years?

The old minister raised his head to look at the sentimental emperor, swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to say anything.

Maybe the emperor made a mistake. The old counsellor thought.

"Yu'er, when will you wake up? You've been asleep, still so young and beautiful, and I don't know when wrinkles began, the years are not forgiving, you don't want to think I'm old when you wake up. In the years without you, nothing big has happened, but small things have continued. The furball died a few days ago under a hidden palace wall, and it didn't want me to see it die, so it secretly hid. The plane tree that I transplanted from the palace to the palace always lost its leaves a few days ago, and no matter how many skilled craftsmen could not revive it, I moved it back to the palace, and it still did not live...... Everything related to you is leaving me, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day I'll be too old to remember who you are, I'm really scared ......"

Tears slipped down and smashed into several petals on the cold windowsill.

The emperor wept, and the ministers hurriedly lowered their heads. Even though he had lived most of his life and experienced many things, he was still wet by the emperor's words.

After Feng Qiao ascended the throne, he immediately sent someone to get the heavily guarded spirit lantern in the palace. The spirit lamp is very sensitive, because there is a soul in the body of the living person, so when it touches the living person, the blue fire is flourishing, when Feng Qiao puts it in front of the phoenix feather bed, the blue fire in the spirit lamp is extinguished at once, and there is no day to ignite.

One, two, three......

A month has passed, and the two men guarding the window of Huang Yu have taken turns to protect the Dharma, not daring to let go of the slightest change in the spirit lamp, but they have never seen the blue fire of hope again.

Huang Yu's soul was scattered.

A Taoist told them. After death, the soul will entrench around the body, and within two hours it will dissipate, and the female benefactor will be dead for a long time, and it cannot be saved. The deceased is gone, please mourn and change.

"Dao Chief!" , Feng Qiao grabbed Dao Chang's sleeve, as if grasping the only glimmer of hope. "Can the Dao Master know that the Ice Array can freeze the soul and make it stay by the side of the body for a long time?"

"Exactly," the Taoist nodded.

"I've cast an ice array since she stopped breathing, and this hall has been frozen by me for two whole years, and it hasn't been broken for a day, how can her soul dissipate?" , Feng Qiao's eyes were scarlet, and he clutched the last straw tightly.

"The donor's gray hair is caused by this ice array?"

"Yes," Feng Qiao nodded.

The Taoist pondered for a moment, took out a yellow talisman from his arms, put his two fingers together and wrote the word Huang Yu, lightly attached to Huang Yu's forehead, and after silently reciting a string of incantations, the yellow talisman ignited a blue flame from below, the flame rose, and slowly fell into the spirit lamp.

This hall has no feathered soul.

The Dao Leader shook his head and sighed: "This talisman is a soul talisman, which can detect the souls that leave the body within a radius of five miles, plus the spiritual power of the spirit lamp, all the souls within five miles are detected, and if the lamp is not extinguished, there is its soul, as long as there is a wisp of remnant soul, this Dao will be sure to find all her seven souls and eight souls." On the other hand, if the lights go out, it means that there is no soul at all."

"Dao Chief, what about five miles away? What if there is a remnant soul five miles away that can't be detected? Wen Yu asked anxiously.

The Taoist shook his head and said, "Five miles is the farthest distance for the soul to leave the body.

"When she died, she was still four months pregnant, I wonder if the baby's soul is there?" , Feng Qiao remembered the daughter who had not yet been born, and his heart suddenly ached.

The Taoist chief glanced at him in shock, his expression revealed a little regret, sighed deeply, and said: "When the fetus is not separated from the body, the mother and child are one heart and one soul, the soul of the female benefactor dissipates, and the fetus also dissipates, creating evil!" ”

With a stumbling stagger, Feng Qiao's legs and feet were numb and couldn't help himself, and the blood vessels in his body seemed to be gnawed by thousands of ants, and he couldn't move in pain.

"She left very resolutely, there was no trace of longing soul, and the donor still let her settle in the ground earlier"

The Taoist chief left this sentence, stroked the dust, and left the cold hall unconsciously, leaving only the two men with cold hands and feet in the hall who were stunned and at a loss.

"Bang!" , Wen Yu punched Feng Qiao in the face, and he took a few steps backwards after the beating, holding on to the wardrobe and standing firmly.

Wen Yu stepped forward and punched again.

Without any weapons, only with fists, the two men fought in the dark, the corners of their mouths were broken by the bones of their hands, and their chests were blue and purple. The guards were all repelled outside, and although voices were heard, no one dared to come and take a look.

At the beginning, Feng Qiao would return the hand a few times, and the injuries of the two were equally different. But then Feng Qiao was like a puppet, lying on the ground and letting Wen Yu punch and kick. There was no resistance at all, which made Wen Yu even more tired.

"Get up! Get up! Get up and hit me! Wen Yu grabbed Feng Qiao's collar and shouted at him, smashing his hand into his chest like a madman.

Feng Qiao just stared at the ceiling blankly, his golden eyes lost the starlight they should have, and they were as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. Tears kept sliding down the corners of his eyes and flowing down the cold stones.

Wen Yu put down Feng Qiao's neckline violently, and suddenly clutched his chest and laughed. A cold finger pointed at the lifeless man lying on the ground, and said in a desolate voice: "Feng Qiao, Feng Qiao, look at how failed you are, Huang Yu can't be resurrected, Huang Yu is really dead, all these years you have done are meaningless!" You killed Huang Yu for the sake of imperial power, and killed a woman who was so good to you! White-eyed wolf, really white-eyed wolf, Phoenix Yu hates you so much that he doesn't even want to leave a trace of his soul, and he doesn't even want to give you a little thought! Hahahahaha"

The laughter is bleak and sad, revealing a hint of despair.

"She hated me so much...... I hate my ......", Feng Qiao stared blankly at the ceiling, repeating these words in his mouth. His tears flowed uncontrollably, wetting his collar and freezing his whole body.

Feng Qiao...... I hate you...... Since then, the yellow spring has fallen...... Never to see each other

Yellow springs are green, never to see each other......

Yellow springs are green, never to see each other......

This sentence echoed in his ears over and over again like a magic spell, and became his lifelong regret.