"The women of the people have sinned so much that they dare not ask for forgiveness. No matter what kind of punishment, the folk girl has nothing to say, but I ask Your Highness not to be angry with my auspicious shop. "Hua Er knelt down, bowed three times and knocked nine times," after the folk girl returned to the shop, she would close the door and wait for Dali Temple to take people. ”

After the woman calmly said this, she knelt down and left.

Qianying walked away, her steps were slightly unsteady, but she never looked back.

Zhao Xixing was left alone. The treasures and treasures around him, brilliant and splendid, fell into his eyes, but they were as dim as an abyss.

It's been three years, and that little fox is still biting.

……

Nine years of the Apocalypse. After the emperor welcomed the new young successor, his father went to visit him as the head of the ministers, but he was too lazy to go on the grounds of delaying his studies.

is just eighteen years old, not to mention such a family background and style, youthful spirit, there is nothing to put in his eyes.

Yes, at that time, he was nicknamed "Riding the Wind Lang", Sheng Jinglang, who rode the wind and roared up to the sky, is not at all like today's "saint".

On that day, he made an appointment with a few children of the family, bowed in Qujiang Pond, turned over like a swallow in a crow-blue small-sleeved bearded suit, and the sheepskin ball crossed the sky, and flew out of the garden with a bang.

"The ball is there! There! Oops, it seems to have smashed someone! ”

A group of teenagers chased after him, gloating and coaxing that he had lost, and that he would not return home if he was not drunk.

In the distance, he squinted and saw a little girl in red holding a broken flower pot, glaring at him angrily, the sheepskin ball spinning beside her.

"Hey! Girl, please kick the ball over! If I smash your flowers, my Zhao Mansion will compensate you tenfold! ”

He wiped the sweat from his face, waved nonchalantly, and grinned with a ring of white teeth.

But the little girl rushed up with red eyes, ignored his words, took off the flower crown on her head, and with a wave of her short legs, she actually used the flower crown as a ball and kicked it at him.

"Dare to spoil my flowers...... Pay you back! ”

He was taken aback. I couldn't dodge, and I saw the flower crown rushing to his face, bang, smashing on his forehead, and suddenly, pulling away a bloody mark.

"Presumptuous pariahs! You know who you've hurt! The eldest son of the right prime minister's family, the person the emperor doesn't dare to mess with! Don't hesitate to please! ”

The rest of the teenagers caught up, and when they saw him broken, they were angry and frightened, and stiffened their necks and drank at the little girl.

Facing a group of Xiao Langjun walking sideways in Shengjing, the little girl was not afraid at all, her chin was raised, her foot was stomped, and she was scolded.

"He smashed my flowers! Repay? I didn't have to pay at all! It's clear that you were wrong in the first place, and you didn't apologize! Damn, really hateful! ”

The teenagers were so aggressive that they rolled up their sleeves and were about to scold back, but he stretched out his hand to stop them.

He looked at the flowers wilting in the tiles, which were six, and the corolla that was used as a ball, the gilded nine-winged phoenix.

Gritting his teeth, he fell to his knees, his bleeding forehead touching the ground.

"Minister...... Zhao Xixing, meet the queen. ”

The teenagers were shocked. Immediately brushed and fell to his knees.

And the little girl had already walked away, and finally looked back a little proudly, and her little face was like the first hibiscus flower in June, so bright that it lit a fire.

Then the fire also lit up his pupils in an instant.

This matter soon spread throughout Shengjing.

When he returned to the mansion that night, he was called to him by his mother, and the face of the woman, who had always been gentle and perfect, was a little gloomy.

He asked for the sin of trespassing, and the young man's heart was still somewhat unconvinced.

"With your father's power, you once kicked the ball to the roof of the Jinluan Palace, and no one dared to say anything about you. But now, it's different. Jia Chan spoke eloquently, her tone was deep, "The mother is in the world, and the matter is very important. Now this kind of thing is used to rejoice, which shows that the saint's body will not last long. ”

Jia Chan paused, and lovingly stroked the corner of his newly bandaged forehead: "The building is about to collapse, and the undercurrent is surging." You understand your father's ambitions, and you should understand that the day you enter the palace, your father's plan will officially begin. ”

His heart was hot and cold, and he had a premonition that fate had turned around at that moment.

Jia Chan stretched out her hand and gently straightened the golden hairpin that the young man was wearing crookedly because of his bow, so that the face that was already very handsome and very handsome made more mature.

"Shen Yan, have you forgotten what you said to your mother since you were a child?"

His eyes lit up, and his face was suddenly covered with brilliance.

"Son, never forget! If you have the weight of your father and can take on a share of the responsibility of the world, you are willing to shoulder the shoulders like a mountain, carry your back like the sky, inherit your father's ambition, and open the peace of eternity! Son, I am willing to pay this life, and I will not regret it! ”

A mouthful of a "father", the boy's face was full of admiration and passion.

Pointing out who the country is abandoning, riding the wind and going to Sheng Jinglang.

Jia Chan's face changed several times, she was proud and unbearable, and after a long time, she took a deep breath and stroked the young man's head.

"Without fault, there is no weakness. If there is no blame, there is no indestructible gap, so that it is indestructible to be able to control the peace of the rivers and mountains for eternity. If you don't change your original intention, you will never be able to turn back in this life. It's a difficult road, and no one even understands it, my son, have you thought about it? ”

He knelt down in front of his mother, tears were hot, and he sprinkled the newly sharpened sword for ten years, and he roared for a long time.

"Although there are tens of millions of people, I, Zhao Xixing, will go."

……

No fault, no blame, no indestructible.

After so many years, he finally gave up the way back.

After all, he has lived from a "wind ride" to a "saint".

The only thing that remains unchanged is the hot tears, sprinkled on this land.

……

Thinking back to reality, Zhao Xixing wiped the blood on his jaw, looked at the disappearing shadow again, and suddenly smiled.

He felt like he was a little stupid.

The first three years, and another three years, he didn't mind spending another life.

Anyway, from that day on, that oath, and her, were his—

Although tens of millions of people, to the end.

October is over, and a city of osmanthus falls.

In November, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the north wind can blow people's faces out.

Suddenly, there was news from the Imperial Palace, saying that Donggong was unwell.

The sage was anxious, summoned the Imperial Physician's Department to inquire, and said that the East Palace had approved the fold until late at night, dozed off, and knocked his chin on the corner of the jade case, breaking his appearance.

It's okay.

The "care" of all kinds of thoughts is eager to change their face to the East Palace.

But it didn't hurt to say anything in the East Palace, and blamed all the fault on his own deceitfulness, and sent all the visits, and no one was seen.

On this day, Liu Hui and the virtuous king Zhao Xiche ate a closed door again. Zhao Xiche was shouting and making trouble at the door, but Douxi, who was guarding the door, didn't let him in.

"Douxi, you have to be careful in serving the East Palace. He was originally a perfect character in everything, but now he has hurt his face, hey, he must feel bad in his heart. If there is anything missing, just find someone to come to Kunning Palace to ask for it. ”

Liu Hui wiped her tears, and Zuo instructed again, frequently looking at the closed palace gate.

Zhao Xiche patted Liu Hui comfortingly, and glared at Douxi again: "Listen!" My eldest brother is healed from his injuries and is willing to see someone, and he is the first to come and tell me! I! It has to be me! ”

Douxi couldn't cry or laugh, and responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I must be the first to tell Xiaoxian Wang." ”

After a pause, Dou Xi looked at Liu Hui again and scratched her head: "Niangniang really cares about His Royal Highness." I was blocked back every day, and I came every day. ”

The discussion of the people in the palace was loud, buzzing, good and bad, and ugly.

exegesis

1. Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go: The words "Mencius, Gongsun Choushang" mean that even in the face of tens of millions of people (blocking), I will move forward bravely. Mencius believed that this was a kind of courage and courage, representing a spirit of courage and courage.