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The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. The most important thing is the spring of the year, and the emperor looked at the nervous gaze of his most proud son from the dragon chair, and the queen was not too moved, she just sighed softly, and then said slowly.

"The contradiction between your father and son has reached such a level at this time, even I don't know what to say, in short, it is a good thing that you did not do the thing of killing your father and brother."

"Privately, if you really kill your father and brother, and your mother, I'm afraid that at this time, you will also return to the Huangquan with them, leaving a young sister for you."

"Yu Yuan said, if you really killed your father and brother, there will definitely be a record in the history books in the future, and even if you conquer the world and conquer the four Yi by the emperor, I am afraid you will not be able to escape the long sword pen of the history books."

"You must understand these ideals clearly mentioned by the queen mother, so the queen mother will not say more, in short, if you are in charge of the world, I hope you will not disappoint the hundreds of millions of people in my Datang, after all, your murderous nature is too heavy."

Zhou Luo nodded slightly when he heard this, and did not refute, but also sighed and sighed

"Actually, I know that my father originally planned to pass on the throne to me, but the eternal night is approaching, and it is too late for me to wait slowly, and the emperor has been the emperor's mother since he was a child, you also know that your emperor's character is absolutely unbearable, and there is no one living above the emperor."

"As the child said on the day of his birth, even if there are eight wildernesses in the world, nine heavens and ten earths, he still has to be the only one; Even the heavens can't be pressed against me, let alone my father, who is an ordinary mortal. ”

Li Zhongyi's mood was quite strange when he heard this, on the one hand, he did agree with the truth that his son of evil said, he was indeed stronger than himself, and only he was the better hope for the eternal night; But on the other hand, it is the instinctive selfishness of a person in power, and the fact that it is unbearable for him to be overthrown by his own son, even if he really wants to pass on to him, then at least he has to wait until he is old and decrepit!

What is it like to be ousted from the throne like this? Is there any basic respect that a son has for his father? The courtier's most basic fear of the king?

Looking at Li Zhongyi's complicated gaze below him, Zhou Luo sighed again and said.

"The battle for the imperial power and dragon chair, from ancient times to the present, has there ever been a so-called pulse warmth? Why can't you figure this out until now, father? ”

"As a king, isn't the word lonely enough to indicate the environment of an emperor?"

When he said this, the gaze in Zhou Luo's eyes was extremely cold, and there was no warmth to speak of, when even the Tang Emperor Li Zhongyi below him was shocked, and he stopped talking and acted as a wronged child.

From Zhou Luo's attitude, he has fully understood his ruthlessness and indifference, after all, staying and not killing is the greatest degree of warmth that he, the emperor, can give himself, if he gains another inch, I am afraid that something unbearable will happen.

Seeing that the two had finally stopped sneering at each other, Queen Summer, who had been standing silently on the side, spoke a rare outlet.

"The matter is both >>

However, the emperor has already made a decision, so the queen mother will accompany your father to move to the Changping Palace, just hope that all the daily expenses of your father can maintain the dignity of a emperor. ”

After speaking, she didn't wait for Zhou Luo to reply, and pulled Li Zhongyi, who was extremely decadent and disappointed beside her, and slowly walked out of the Daming Palace.

As she opened the closed door of Daming Palace, she quietly scraped into the hall and licked Zhou Luo's indifferent cheeks, adding a bit of unfathomable meaning to the expression on his face.

"Alone! is such a lonely person, my queen mother seems to have a grudge. ”

"Well, after all, this matter has been resolved peacefully, and the power of the world will be in my hands from now on, even if the queen mother resents me, it is worth it."

"With such a huge reward, even if it were to do it again, I would make the same choice."

After meditating in his heart for a long time, Zhou Luo's face finally revealed a trace of exhaustion, but it quickly disappeared, and it was revealed again, still his look as lofty and unpredictable as the eternal sky.

"I don't know how this rare palace coup will be recorded in the history books of future generations."

"A seven-year-old prince who killed an elite army of 30,000 with three swords will definitely be talked about by future generations, but I just hope that future generations can still regard me as a supreme king like an ancestral dragon, or a peerless heavenly emperor who enslaves immortal god monks, rather than a powerful tyrant with great ambitions."

On the fifth day of the fifth month of the seventh year of the Tang Dynasty, it has been nearly a month since the bloody palace coup d'état on that day.

In addition to the folk rumors, which are still uncontrollable, in the court and the court, the matter has been completely closed.

Although in such an inconspicuous time as April of the seventh year of the Tang Dynasty, an elite soldier in Chang'an died a full 30,000 times, the previous emperor of the Li family of the royal family was forced to abdicate, and a seven-year-old child also took the opportunity to directly ascend the throne, which can be called turbulent.

But looking at the future of the Tang Empire and even the endless ups and downs of the whole world, all this is just beginning, the process of history has just begun, and greater twists and turns are about to surge after a little stability.

But all this must have nothing to do with Li Youwei, a young girl who is only five or six years old, except for the slight impact on her father and the registration of her brother, under Zhou Luo's careful protection, she is not unhappy at all after isolating all rumors.

Even because of the registration of Zhou Luo's brother, she has a higher status, fewer people to control, and she has more fun.

At the end of May of the seventh year of the Tang Dynasty Apocalypse, spring was about to pass, and a sudden heavy rain made the entire Eternal Life Palace, and even the bloody atmosphere outside Chang'an City seem to be a little less.

The temperature seems to have dropped in a day, and the snow began to fall on the mountains of Kyoto, and the mountains turned white, and two small cold rains fell in Kyoto, adding to the chill. Pedestrians on the street walked in a hurry, wrapped in thick cotton robes, rubbing their hands together.

The carriages on Tianhe Avenue were engaged in a tiresome monotonous sound, and the horses were impatiently spewing white gas

The streets of Kyoto are still full of solemn atmosphere, but His Majesty returned to Beijing unharmed.

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