The courtyard is deep, people are worried, teenagers are traveling, and parents are worried.

Song Qi held up his spirit with tears in his eyes, packed his bags for Yan Duan, and when he put it away, his hand suddenly stopped, turned his head to Mama Xu and said, "Mama Xu, turn out Lin'er's previous clothes!" ”

"Ma'am?" Mama Xu was puzzled.

"Quick!" Song Qi didn't have time to explain so much, Yan Duan, who was standing on the side, saw it in his eyes, and understood that when walking outside, a man's identity was always safer than a woman's, which was also the reason why she was able to survive from Jiangnan to Shengjing.

Song Qi looked at Yan Dui with a painful heart, and her mouth was full of apologetic words: "Twilight, I want to wronged you again, the female lady is pretending to be a man." ”

"Mother!" Yan Du clenched his hands into fists, and choked up in his words: "The daughter's descendant of the Song family is the daughter of the banker's Hanlin, and she is by no means a person who is afraid of wind and rain and is pampered!" My mother doesn't have to mind, the dealer raised me and raised me, and my father and mother loved me and protected me, which is the greatest gift, how can I be wronged! ”

Yan Du knew that the saddest thing now must be her mother, and her father, who was in love with her, was called into the palace by Emperor Heng, and died nine times, and the daughter who was not a blood relative but was better than a blood relative, had to escape from Shengjing in this chaotic time. The entire Zhuang Mansion can now only leave her alone as a woman, which is the moment of love and parting, but she is still worried that the child will be wronged, and she looks heartbroken and heartbroken.

"Good boy!" When Song Qi heard this, the tears that she couldn't hold back and fell little by little, only to see her hugging Yan Du and whispering in her ear: "You must take care of yourself outside!" ”

"Good!" Warm tears fell on Yan Dui's small shoulders, she thought that she had experienced so much that she could bear the pain of parting, but she couldn't resist her mother's tears. Her eyes gradually became thick, and tears poured down her eyes like bursting embankments.

Mr. Bei Guo came on horseback, Song Qi wanted to call a carriage to send them, but Mr. Bei Guo refused, they wanted to leave Shengjing as fast as possible, at least faster than Emperor Heng's 30,000 death knells!

Mama Xu had already packed her clothes, and Yan Du opened the mahogany box on the desk, which contained four things, one was the little novice of Punan Temple, and the mugwort paste that was secretly given to her when she was leaving, the second was the blood-stained nails that followed her and the dead Xiao Feng to spend dozens of days on the boat, the third was a letter of warning that was reglued and helped her and satirized her, and the fourth was the potpourri paste that Aunt Towen quietly gave to herself, and she couldn't use up anything.

The first is kindness in despair, the second is persistence in pain, the third is the spur in complacency, and the fourth is appreciation after hard work.

In just a short period of time, she has met too many touching things and met too many gentle people. Yan Duan's eyes were red, and he silently put these four things into his bag.

Carrying their bags, Yan Du and Mr. Bei Guo went down to the gate of Zhuangfu under the send-off of Song Qi and others. At the moment of parting, she looked up deeply at the word "Zhuangfu" above her head, and the scene of standing in front of the door a year ago resurfaced.

I don't know how my brother on Tianji Mountain will react when he knows that he is apprenticed to Mr. Beiguo and leaves Shengjing? Yan Du couldn't help but smile, on August 15 next year, bring a letter to him!

Everyone stood at the gate of the Zhuang Mansion, Xue Jing Xue Qu had already cried into a big flower face, Song Qi cheered up, and said to Mr. Beiguo: "Master, Twilight will ask you!" ”

Mr. Bei Guo looked at his most unsuccessful apprentice back then, but now he has both children and daughters, raising his eyebrows, and he is happier than anyone else, and he can't help but smile:

"Don't worry! This kid is a good material to be famous all over the world! ”

After listening to Mr. Beiguo's words, Song Qi felt a little happy, but looking at Yan Duan's slap-sized little face, his heart was sour again.

The horses have arrived, and it's time to go. Yan Duan, who was small, looked at Song Qi for the last time, and had mixed feelings in his heart, and suddenly pounced, knelt in front of her, and kowtowed three times to the plaque of Zhuangfu and Song Qi!

"When my daughter bows Qiu Wang's attack and returns from school, she will definitely be happy and filial to her father!"

Song Qi looked at Yan Dui, and a sense of pride arose in her heart, she picked up the child and said with relief: "Zhuangfu will always be your home, with me and your father, Zhuangfu will never fall!" Daddy, waiting for your ......"

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The emperor was critically ill, and all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt outside the main hall, waiting for the treacherous changes in the wind and clouds, and counting the flowers to whose house.

"It's ridiculous! Why did his father call Zhuang Hao into the palace? Ying Hui was wearing an ochre-colored green python brocade robe, and he hesitated anxiously in the inner sanctum.

There are no other outsiders in the inner hall, only the crown prince Ying Hui and the British king Ying Yun, and Xiao Wang Ying Han has lived in the Lingnan fiefdom for a long time, and I am afraid that he will not be able to come back.

"Brother Wang!" Ying Yun sat in a wheelchair with exquisite carpentry, stretched out a hand, stopped Ying Hui, who was about to break into Emperor Heng's bedroom, and said in a flat tone: "Since Father Emperor summoned Zhuang Hao in, let's wait here honestly!" The way of the monarch and the minister, you don't have to keep it if you wait a little longer! "Can't you wait?

Ying Hui looked at the imperial brother in a wheelchair, and couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart, indeed, their five brothers, one Ying Zhao died early, one Ying Ming died violently, one Ying Yun was disabled, and one Ying Han stayed away, and no one would fight with him Ying Hui.

But! Thinking of Ying Yanyang, who was sent to Tianji Mountain by the old man, it was as if there was a thorn that had been blocking his eyes, and the old immortal emperor grandson who had always loved him summoned Zhuang Hao to face the saint and entrust him on his deathbed, it was not impossible. Besides, the Yulin Forbidden Army has never been his person, a posthumous call, once subverted, this makes him Ying Hui not in a hurry!

Ying Yun glanced at Ying Hui coldly, disdainful in his heart, if he wanted this throne, he would have competed with Ying Ming fifteen years earlier, and he would have allowed this impatient horse monkey.

Ying Hui succeeds to the throne, what will be the future of Daheng? I don't know what his child on Tianji Mountain will be like tomorrow?

Glazed tiles, heavy eaves roof, vermilion lacquer doors, and the same pedestal, how many romantic characters have been trapped. I don't know if Zhuang Hao is trapped today, or has he walked out of the ......

Commander Mei was dressed in red armor and stood in front of the door of the dormitory, his waist straight, like a sword that would never change hands! The Yulin Forbidden Army surrounded the entire dormitory, impenetrable, leaving no chance to eavesdrop on the royal secrets.

"Ahem, ahem!" A weak cough sounded in Emperor Heng's bedroom, Gonggong Xiao looked sad, bowed his head, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from Emperor Heng's mouth.

Zhuang Hao knelt in front of Emperor Heng's bed, the six-foot-wide agarwood bedside was covered by the bright yellow futon, and lying on the bed was a man who once dominated the world, a real dragon who once pointed to the throne.

Zhuang Hao's expression was solemn, looking at the white handkerchief in Xiao Gonggong's hand that was dyed bright red, and his heart was pinched, and the huge sense of depression made him unable to breathe.

"Your Majesty ......" Zhuang Hao lost his mind and gently aroused him.

When Ying Xuanyou heard the sound, he tried his best to widen his cloudy eyes, and his mouth was full of anger, but he raised his hand and let Zhuang Hao come closer.

Zhuang Hao approached Emperor Heng in a daze, and Emperor Heng motioned for him to sit on the edge of the bed and approach him. At this time, he, the royal idler, didn't bother with any etiquette, so he had to sit in front of Emperor Heng.

I saw Emperor Heng take out a golden token from under his pillow, which was engraved with the words "avoid death". Emperor Heng's weak hands were covered with green tendons, and he handed it to Zhuang Hao faintly, and said with a strange smile on his lips: "Put it away!" ”

Zhuang Hao suddenly had mixed feelings, looking at the only token in the world, his mind was completely the scene of standing beside Emperor Heng on weekdays and reciting poems to him, and now he thinks about it carefully, Emperor Heng was strict with people in his early years, but he always smiled when he saw him.

This is how he doesn't feel sour!

"Your Majesty, where is the minister qualified......" Zhuang Hao trembled, how could he be!

Emperor Heng stared at Zhuang Hao's breezy and moonlit eyes, and couldn't help but smile again. Gonggong Xiao, who was already gray in his temples, wiped the tears in his eyes and said to Zhuang Hao: "Lord Zhuang, take it, maybe you are the only one in this world who has this qualification." ”

Zhuang Hao looked at Emperor Heng with doubts in his eyes, only to see him gesture to Gonggong Xiao, and the next moment, two scrolls were handed to Zhuang Hao, looking at the bright yellow scroll with a dragon, Zhuang Hao suddenly breathed rapidly, as if he had this thousand catties of burden, and it seemed to be a flood that subverted the world, pressing straight towards him.

This! It's a testament!

Emperor Heng still had a smile in his eyes, perhaps because he knew that he couldn't hold on, but he was even more relieved, only to hear him talk hard: "Two copies, you choose!" ”

Zhuang Hao was so nervous that he had difficulty breathing, so he held up his spirits and picked up the two volumes and read them carefully. The first volume, as the world thinks, is inherited from father to son, and the name is justified.

In the second volume, it turned a Ying clan upside down, this court upside down, and the entire Daheng upside down!

He finally knew why the emperor wanted to give him this gold medal for avoiding death!

"Your Majesty!" Zhuang Hao swallowed his saliva, wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes burned, and said to Emperor Heng: "No matter which one Weichen chooses, you don't regret it?" ”

Emperor Heng squinted his eyes, which were already difficult to open, and supported the last trace of strength, giving Zhuang Hao a greater affirmation than the sky:

"No regrets!"

The true dragon Tianzi who was lying on the bed slowly closed his eyes with a hint of a smile.

Father-in-law Xiao couldn't control the tears in his eyes anymore, and rushed out in an instant. Zhuang Hao looked at the smile on Emperor Heng's lips steadily, and after a long time, he finally let out a long breath.

I saw Zhuang Hao reach out to the second scroll, tear off the part with the words and seals written in the middle, carefully wrap it, and hide it in his arms!

Then he picked up the first scroll, turned his head to Grandpa Xiao and said, "Grandpa Xiao, I have chosen!" ”

Gonggong Xiao, who suppressed his crying, nodded at Zhuang Hao, no matter what the result is, he is the slave of Emperor Heng, and he will defend his only master to the death, the last choice!

"The emperor is dead!"

With the shouting of Gonggong Xiao with all his strength, the commander of Mei outside the door felt a pang in his heart, sighed a long sigh, and gathered his strength, shouted loudly at this Manchu Dynasty civil and military, and shouted at this Daheng: "The emperor is dead!" ”

When Ying Hui, the prince in the inner hall, heard this, his brows tightened, and he immediately rushed out of the inner hall. The king closed his eyes deeply, covering the grief in his eyes, his heart was in turmoil, and he was lazy to pay attention to Ying Hui, who was striving for fame and fortune.

When Ying Hui walked out of the inner hall, but saw that Zhuang Hao and Xiao Gonggong had already walked outside the door of the main hall, Zhuang Hao, who he once despised before, was holding the edict in his hand!

I saw Zhuang Hao holding the gold medal for avoiding death, and all the civil and military officials present knelt on the ground, Ying Hui had mixed feelings on his face, and finally calmed down and knelt down.

"Fengtian carries the emperor, the edict says, I should respond to the current situation, abolish the faint monarch, the ministers and soldiers think that the society is degenerate, I say that the mandate of heaven can not not be answered, the four seas can not be ownerless, lead the soil to hope, in I alone, so the establishment of the great ......"

"Prince Yinghui, his character is valuable, he bows deeply, and he will be able to overcome the unification. After succeeding me to the throne, that is, the emperor's throne, he was only virtuous, still relying on his relatives and sages, and tried to rule the new country. Announce at home and abroad, and make the salty envoy aware of it! ”

Ying Hui forcibly held back the smile on his face, stretched out his hands, and said, "Erchen commands!" ”

The next moment, Gonggong Xiao smiled and grabbed the ground with his head, but in front of the civil and military officials, he lost his breath!

On September 16, the 37th year of Daheng, Emperor Heng died, and on the same day, his crown prince Ying Hui succeeded to the throne.

On Tianji Mountain, a pavilion, Ying Yanyang, who holds the white child, looks at the vast world from afar, the chessboard in front of him is gradually clear, I don't know if he has walked through the magic barrier in his heart, or understands the real pursuit, and finally leaves the white son behind, breaks the death game, and realizes life!

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Before the royal horse left, the young Yan Dusk was full of reluctance, and the horse under the crotch had to turn back three times in one step.

Seeing this, Mr. Beiguo drove the reins past Yan Du and walked in front of her, making her suddenly aware of her distraction.

Yan Du opened his apricot eyes and looked at Mr. Beiguo in a daze, only to see that the other party's eyes were full of light clouds, and he took a deep breath of the green mountains and greenery in the suburbs, and said to her:

"Little apprentice, follow your master and me to the north and south, you must remember one sentence!"

Yan Du smiled, and the gloom on her face gradually faded due to Master's chicness: "Please teach Master!" ”

I saw Mr. Bei Guo looking at her fixedly, as if he was serious and uninhibited:

This sentence is, the green mountains and rivers flow forever, and the past does not look back! Remember? ”

Mr. Beiguo's words, like a spring breeze, slowly blew into Yan Duan's heart, blowing away all her thoughts and sorrows.

She nodded heavily, all attachment, all reluctance, is already yesterday, people live for today, for tomorrow:

"The green mountains and rivers flow forever, and the past does not look back!"

Thousands of miles and thousands of mountains, she grew up secretly from the south of the Yangtze River, and broke the cocoon into a butterfly in Shengjing. Today, I apprenticed to Beiguo, and then went all over the world, fighting the sword world, breaking the wind and waves, and becoming famous all over the world!

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(Volume 1: WTO Accession - End).

Next volume: Yishui Sword on the banks of the Yishui River