He talked with the emperor all night, and at the beginning of the dawn, the emperor stood up with his body bent.

When he was about to reach the door, the old emperor, whose beard was white, suddenly stopped.

The eastern sky has turned white.

The morning star shimmered in the pale cyan night sky, twinkling the last rays of the night.

The morning breeze blew, and the old emperor's beard swayed lightly with the wind. The upright posture of the past is now rickety. ，

In the morning light, the old man stood quietly at the door with his hands behind his back, motionless.

At that moment, Lu Heng, who was sitting in a chair, suddenly found that this old man who stood at the peak of the power of the Great Zhou was so lonely.

"Something suddenly came to mind!"

The emperor put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky that was gradually brightening in the east.

The gaze is resolute, but with a hint of remorse.

After a long sigh, the old emperor said in a trembling voice: "In this life, I have killed all my sons!" Ay! ”

With a long sigh, the old emperor's body trembled slightly.

Hunched over, he walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, Lu Heng stood up and quietly stared at the old emperor's back for a long time.

Seeing that the old emperor was about to walk down the steps, Lu Heng said softly: "Hey, old man, have you heard a word?" ”

The emperor stopped, but turned around.

Lu Heng smiled and said loudly: "People often say that a son-in-law is half a son!" Don't worry, we'll come back to see you often! I, and Ankang, the future, and your grandson! ”

The emperor's old body trembled slightly. Turning around with difficulty.

looked at Lu Heng quietly.

Lu Heng had a smile in his eyes. Nodding slightly.

The emperor grinned, and in the morning breeze, his beard flew.

"I'm glad to hear you say that!"

The emperor laughed, raised his hand and waved at Lu Heng, and then turned to leave.

At that moment, the peach blossoms in the White Horse Temple were flying.

The old emperor walking in the colorful fallen English walked briskly.

Between the steps of the dragon and the tiger, you can vaguely see the sassy and heroic posture of the year.

Lu Heng behind him didn't see it.

That moment. The old emperor smiled happily, and the smile on his wrinkled face was the same as the smile on the great prince's triumphant return forty years ago when he saw the city of Tokyo.

Sweet and mellow. It's like a pot of old wine that has been buried for 40 years!

……

"Your Majesty is very happy!"

In the morning breeze, the peach blossoms fall colorfully.

In the fluttering red, Liu Qingqing's blue floral dress danced lightly in the wind, like a fairy.

After staring at it for a long time, Liu Qingqing said softly.

Lu Heng smiled, reached out and hugged Liu Qingqing's waist from behind, and gently kissed her on the ear.

"I'm happy too!"

When Liu Qingqing heard this, she hummed softly, leaned back slowly, and hid in Lu Heng's arms.

Keep your head up. Beautiful eyes flowed, looking at the peach blossom petals flying in the sky.

Yan Ran smiled, quiet as a fragrance.

Beside him, Bai Suyan and Su Qianqian slowly walked over.

smiled shyly and approached Lu Heng's arms.

Not far away, in the wings.

Agui cried and cried, wiping his tears.

Beside him, Sang Biao saw that Agui was bitter, and at first laughed at Agui's sensibility in his heart.

But. After a while, somehow, Sang Biao also cried.

A group of big men hugged each other, crying and passionate.

"Woooooooo General Gui, woo. You, woo, what are you crying about? Sang Biao wiped his tears and looked at Aguidao with tears in his eyes.

Agui lifted his sleeves and wiped the tears from his face,

Like a pitiful little girl, she sobbed twice, and her huge body trembled.

"I ,......" Ah Gui sobbed, and his voice choked: "I, I miss my daughter-in-law!" ”

Sang Biao, who was full of grief, heard the words, and his crying stopped abruptly.

A very unnatural look appeared on his face, and after twisting twice, he wiped away the tears on his face and slowly stood up.

"Oh, that's it!"

Sang Biao didn't have anything to say, then turned his head to look outside, coughed and said, "I'll go out first!" ”

With that, Sang Biao pushed the door and walked out.

After walking outside, Sang Biao raised his head and took a deep breath.

Turning his head, he stretched out his middle finger fiercely to the West Wing.

It's amazing to have a wife! Hum!

……

When the sun rose, Lu Heng and his party had already returned home.

Wang Tingzhi and her daughters, who had not slept all night, stood at the door, their eyes were full of tears, looking at Lu Heng who came in the morning light.

"Ladies, I'm back!"

Lu Heng turned over and dismounted, and then hugged Liu Qingqing, who was slightly red.

After tidying up his clothes, Lu Heng stretched out his arms, smiled at the women standing at the door, and shouted loudly.

The women chuckled, tears shining brightly in their eyes.

"Xianggong!"

The voice of the warbler and the swallow surrounded Lu Heng, instantly melting Lu Heng's heart.

The morning light was slightly dewy, and the dew swirled on the blades of grass, shimmering brightly.

The peach tree in the yard was in full bloom, and from a distance, it looked like a pink cloud.

In the pink clouds, the happy smiles on the pretty faces of the women are more delicate than the peach blossoms.

……

In the seventh year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan, spring, March 18.

The ceremony was held in Baiyun Mountain on the outskirts.

On that day, the bells and drums rang in unison, and the flags covered the sun.

Ahead, the golden luan rode forward.

Behind, hundreds of civil and military officials walked on foot.

Thousands of Niu Guards, closely following the left and right, guarding the safety of the new monarch.

It was midday.

As the emperor finished preaching the words of worshiping the heavens, the sound of ritual music rose instantly.

The old emperor, holding the hand of the new monarch, walked up to the altar under the gaze of the civil and military officials.

The two knelt down in unison and worshiped the heavens.

Kneel three times and bow nine times, praying that the heavens will bless the Great Zhou Dynasty and all generations, and the dawn will be healthy.

The festival lasted all day.

It's late in the evening. The ceremony is over.

However, the civil and military officials did not return home. Instead, he followed the emperor and entered the imperial city together.

They knew that the festival was just an aperitif.

The real highlight is tomorrow's early dynasty.

Nothing was said all night.

The ministers have their own thoughts in their hearts, either sorrow, or emotion, or hope.

My mind is complicated, and I toss and turn all night.

By the time the sleepiness began to rise, the eastern sky had turned white.

When a ray of sunlight shines on the Golden Palace, illuminating the splendid hall.

In the Imperial City. The horn sounded for a long time.

The civil and military officials sorted out their clothes and went out in a team.

Under the leadership of the chief administrator of Ouchi, they formed a long line and walked towards the Zichen Palace.

Both sides of the road leading to the Zichen Palace. Qianniuwei holds the flag, stands in the wind, three steps and a post, five steps and a sentry.

The eighth prince of the Great Zhou court, the highly decorated King of Huainan, the god of war of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wu Ningyuan and the youngest emperor of the Great Zhou court, a legend of the times, Lu Heng, Lu Yongzheng. Hand in hand at the forefront.

Behind him, the left servant shot the yellow crane, Qin Shihu, the prince of Qin, Wang Shichao, the commander of the southern camp, Wang Gongye, the hussar general, and the brave general Zhanxiong .......

One by one, the generals who left a great name on the battlefield, or the Wenchens who made great contributions to the post-war reconstruction, followed behind the king and emperor of Huainan in front of them, and walked towards the majestic and solemn Zichen Hall in the morning light.

Entered the main hall. The courtiers stood according to their positions.

Today, what will happen.

The hearts of civil and military officials are all very bright.

However, at this moment, there was silence in the huge Zichen Palace.

The civil and military officials who are pressed by the black. He stood silently and silently.

It's been a long wait. At the door, the loud singing of the Ouchi chief came from the door.

"The Holy One has arrived!"

"Greetings to the Holy One!"

The civil and military officials all turned around and faced the aisle. After singing, he bowed his hands and eyebrows, bent down, and waited for His Majesty to come.

In the rising sun, the old emperor finally appeared at the door.

He raised his head, glanced at the throne in front of him that had been sitting for forty years, took a deep breath, turned his head, and smiled at the new monarch Zhao Zheng beside him.

"Let's go!"

The emperor said lightly and walked across the threshold.

Beside him, Xiao Wu nodded, stretched out his hand to support the emperor, and respectfully supported his imperial grandfather and crossed the threshold.

The two stood side by side, and under the gaze of the ministers, they walked towards the dragon chair step by step.

stepped on the steps and walked up to the peak of the Great Zhou power.

The emperor hunched his back, walked to the dragon chair, bent down, with a faint smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to slowly touch the throne he had sat on for forty years.

After touching it for a while, the emperor sighed softly, stepped forward, turned around, and sat down slowly.

On the side, Xiao Wu slowly sat on the chair next to him after receiving the emperor's signal.

The emperor looked calmly at the hundreds of civil and military officials under his seat.

Looking at their old and young appearances, I couldn't help but think of the ups and downs of my reign for more than 40 years.

Thinking of the scenes that are still vivid to this day, the emperor smiled slightly under the feeling in his heart.

There are many of them, and they haven't seen each other for more than ten years.

He just watched quietly, and after a long time, the emperor withdrew his gaze.

After sighing lightly, he leaned back slightly and leaned back on the dragon chair.

Raising his hand, he said lightly to the general manager of Ouchi on the side: "Announce the decree!" ”

The calm voice, with a slight tiredness, spread far away.

The chief administrator on the side replied respectfully, then stepped forward, bent down and bowed his head, and stretched out his hands to receive the holy decree from the guards on the side.

After opening it and taking a look, the chief administrator of Ouchi read it aloud.

"The emperor has never ruled the world, and he has never failed to respect the heavens and the ancestors. Respect for the heavens and the ancestors of the truth of the soft and far-reaching, recuperate the common people, a total of the four seas for the benefit, the heart of the day for the heart, to protect the state in the future, to rule in the chaos, night and night, sleep is not to be missed, for the long-term national plan, close to it.

……

I am 70 years old, and all the kings, ministers, officials, soldiers, people, kings, and people are all cherished. I am an old man, although I am dying now, I am also happy.

The sons and grandsons of Prince Li, the son of Emperor Taizu, are now safe, and if I can protect them after my death, I will also pass away peacefully. Zhao Zheng, the grandson of Emperor Zheng, has a valuable character, and he will be able to overcome the unification. Following my accession to the throne, that is, the emperor's throne, that is, obeying the public opinion system, holding the service for 27 days, releasing the proclamation at home and abroad, and the Xian envoy heard about it.

March 18, the seventh year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan. ”