Chapter 594 Change the Sky (Ask for Subscription)

The song "Yellow Crane Tower" once again detonated the poetry of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the majestic artistic conception and the vast history in the poem and the memories of thousands of miles all make people worship the poet's broad mind and indomitable vision. In the end, the poet used the scene to contrast his little homesickness, which made countless students who were wandering away from home feel deep in their hearts.

When those students heard that this song "Yellow Crane Tower" turned out to be a birthday gift for Miss Li on the birthday of the daughter of the governor of Hubei. The students were even more amazed that at this time, it was really a legendary work.

When talking about this, when the students felt the strong human touch of Shisheng, they also envied Miss Li's luck.

The emperor has risen from rising to fame. There are not many poems written, but each one is a masterpiece. Moreover, most of the books written by the emperor himself were collected by the emperor who was keen on poetry and regarded as treasures. There is basically no such thing as circulating among the people. Occasionally, there are rumors that the works of the emperor are circulated in a certain calligraphy and painting shop, but after being identified, all of them are fakes.

Especially on the eve of the Spring Festival last year, after the emperor suddenly resigned and left Beijing, the fame of Lu Heng's works rose with it, and Luoyang paper was expensive for a while. The big families in Beijing, the famous ministers and high-ranking officials, are all proud of having Lu Heng's authentic works.

Ouchi of the Imperial Palace.

It was already nightfall, and the cyan twilight was shrouded in this majestic and solemn imperial city, solemn and quiet.

In the imperial city, lanterns have been hung. The stars are dotted and twinkle and twinkle. The hazy light meets the stars in the sky. It is like an imperial city in the sky, a fairyland on earth.

The autumn wind blows, and a fallen leaf makes a soft sound across the smooth stone floor, drifting into the distance.

In the bleak autumn wind, a team of thousands of guards walked silently and patrolled in the imperial city. The eunuch guards who changed shifts stood quietly outside the imperial study, not squinting.

In the imperial study, the lights are bright.

The emperor, with all white hair, looks a little old. At this time, he sat quietly on the dragon chair. With an appreciative smile in his eyes, he watched the nightingale send a secret message from Hubei.

Beside him, Prince Xiaowu looked a little nervous. Fidgeting look.

Sitting down, several major court officials headed by Zhang Wenshan stood quietly. From time to time, he raised his head and looked at the boss on the dragon chair, and there were many doubts in his heart. ，

After retiring from the court, these important ministers were left in the palace by the emperor until now. During this period, the emperor didn't say anything, just stood quietly in the imperial study, hunched over, on crutches, looking at the Great Zhou territory on the wall in a daze.

Until a nightingale came in to report that a secret report from Hubei had come. The Emperor then woke up, turned around, and let the nightingale in.

The nightingale handed over a secret report, which was sent urgently from Hubei.

Hubei?

After Zhang Wenshan heard the words in the nightingale's mouth, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

From his eyeliner that covers the world, Lu Heng is taking his family to Sichuan at this time. It is estimated that at this time, I have just arrived in Hubei.

This secret report came from Hubei, could it be related to Lu Heng?

remembered that on the eve of the Spring Festival last year, the monarch and the ministers turned against each other. Zhang Wenshan was worried in his heart, worried that His Majesty would do something to Lu Heng.

Raising his head, he secretly glanced at the emperor on the dragon chair. saw that the emperor was just smiling and looking at the secret report in his hand.

There is no murderous aura in his eyes, but a warm smile and quiet memories.

On the fifth day of the ninth lunar month, Lord Lu, who went to Sichuan, arrived at the Yellow Crane Tower in Hubei, which coincided with the birthday of Li Dehui, the governor of Hubei, for his beloved daughter. On that day, there were countless guests and celebrities gathered. Mr. Cangshan and Shochiku are the leaders. During the period, the students celebrated Li Shuangshuang's birthday and wrote poems on the spot. Later, Lord Lu was invited to inscribe a poem on the spot and make a poem "Yellow Crane Tower"

Below the secret report is Lu Heng's poem.

The emperor read it in a low voice, raised his head, sighed, and praised softly: "Where is the Sunset Township Pass, the Yanbo River makes people sad!" What a poem! ”

A good poem is a good poem, but in the last sentence of the poem, there is a touch of faint discouragement, but it is immersed in the emperor's heart and will not disperse for a long time.

Looking at the fold in his hand, an imperceptible trace of remorse flashed in the emperor's bright eyes.

looked stunned for a long time, until the crown prince beside him called out to the imperial grandfather softly. Only then did the emperor wake up from his memories, pick up the cold tea on the table, and take a sip.

Maybe it was because of the uneven breath in his heart, and when he drank the tea, the emperor choked and coughed. Templars,

"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body!"

Seeing that the emperor was coughing badly, Zhang Wenshan and the others were suddenly startled, and said that they were going to find a doctor.

The Emperor raised his hand and waved his head, shaking his head slightly.

After coughing, the pillar raised his head, smiled helplessly, and shook his head. Standing up slowly, his eyes were a little blurry looking at the imperial study where he had lived for decades, looking at the familiar bookshelf, bright yellow color. The emperor put his hands behind his back, sighed, and secretly said in his heart: "Old! ”

A few years ago, after receiving the victory of Yanmen Pass. The emperor was happy in his heart, so he went to the Zichen Hall to worship the ancestors.

When he entered the door, he took a handful of cold water in the water tank in front of the hall and washed his face. At that time, the emperor was still interested in Li Dequan, who was with him, and said with a big grin: "It's okay, when I was young, I also came and went in the wind and rain." What is this? ”

Unexpectedly, it was this handful of cold water that made the emperor's body and even his heart undergo a great change.

After that day, perhaps suffering from the cold, the emperor suddenly fell ill and had a high fever. The Imperial Doctor was helpless, and he almost died several times.

Maybe it's because I have an obsession in my heart, I haven't seen the revival of the Great Zhou, and I refuse to give up. More than ten days later, the emperor, who was critically ill, finally got better.

However, as the saying goes, there is no peace and there is no wave.

Before he could come to his senses, the most ashamed son in his heart, the King of Shu, suddenly colluded with the harem and launched a rebellion.

In the emperor's life for decades, Chapter 594 of the rod parallel troop system.

But......

Call......

Lu Heng actually mobilized Nanying with only the tiger talisman in his hand.

This...... It's no longer the energy that a courtier should have.

That day, when the emperor saw Wang Shichao beside Lu Heng, his heart was cold. A chill that can't be stopped rushing straight to the head.

For the first time, he really discovered that Lu Heng, who had a calm face and a warm smile in front of him, was so terrifying.

For the first time, he also understood what it meant to be a master of high merit.

After a short period of shock and fear, the emperor suddenly wanted to see Lu Heng kneeling in front of him, respectfully saluting himself.

As long as Lu Heng kneels down and kowtows, the emperor will not pursue anything, and will still hold his hand affectionately and talk about the world with him.

However, Lu Heng didn't.

At that moment, the emperor suddenly thought of killing this person.

And the next series of actions completely caused an irreparable rift between him and Lu Heng. At the same time, he also reluctantly confirmed how ridiculous the panic and worry in his heart were.

Hong Fatzi died, and Agui broke his arm.

When I saw Hong Fat Man with a dagger in his chest and fell to the ground. Lu Heng looked at his gaze again, there was no warmth and greetings from the previous friends when they met, there was just a calm goodbye.

It's calm......

I think of my impulse to cause all the consequences that day. The emperor's heart moved slightly, and his body became even more rickety at this moment.

The next day, the emperor, who had not slept all night, sat in the imperial study, waiting for the news he was looking forward to in his heart, waiting for Lu Heng to enter the palace to greet him as he had in the past.

It's a pity that when the sun dispelled the night and shone into the imperial study. The news that Nightingale brought back was just the news that Lu Heng left the capital with his family in the early morning.

That day, after the nightingale left. In the huge imperial study, only the lonely emperor was left.

Looking at the quiet imperial study, the emperor really felt a complete loneliness for the first time.

The majesty of bright yellow, the gorgeous palace.

All of this is more clearly contrasted with my own ridiculousness.

After sitting in a daze for nearly an hour, suddenly, an unwilling and irritable rushed to my heart. For the first time in the thirty years since the emperor ascended the throne, he lost his temper and became angry.

He knocked down the dragon chair and smashed everything in the imperial study, the bookshelves, the offering table, his favorite inkstone, everything became a mess.

After venting, the emperor looked at the mess of the imperial study. With a bitter smile, he squatted on the ground, old tears in his eyes.

I'm really wrong!

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"Your Majesty!" Seeing the emperor sitting there, his expression wandering, as if he was recalling something.

Zhang Wenshan took a step forward, raised his head, and asked cautiously.

After a question, the emperor's body shook undetectably.

After coming to his senses, the emperor's eyes were clear again. He glanced at the secret letter in his hand. Slowly placed it on the table.

Turning his head, he smiled at the prince beside him, and beckoned: "Xiao Wu, come here from the emperor's grandfather!" ”

Xiao Wu, who has experienced the Northern War and the palace coup, is more mature than before. Just sitting there, without saying a word, the domineering and majesty of the king of a country can't help but be revealed.

Seeing the emperor beckoning, Xiao Wu slowly stood up, walked over respectfully, and bent down to salute: "Grandpa Huang!" ”

"Come, sit down!" The emperor took Xiao Wu's hand, gave up a position, and let him sit on the dragon chair.

Xiao Wu's face did not change, but he took a step back and said in a deep voice: "Grandson doesn't dare!" ”

"Sit down!" The emperor sighed, stood up, and pulled Xiao Wu over. Press straight back on the chair. Reached out and patted Xiao Wu's shoulder.

Then the emperor turned his head. Looking at the group of courtiers who sat down, their faces changed drastically, and their expressions were uneasy.

After a quiet silence, the emperor slowly spoke: "At the Spring Festival next year, I announce my abdication!" ”

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