Chapter Twenty-Six: The Peach Tree

"Does my aunt really think that this hall is the expectation of all the people?" Zhao Xixing glanced at Luo Xia strangely, "Or, should my Zhao family's country continue?" ”

Frightened, Luo Xia's face was as pale as ever, and she said, "Your Highness, are you asking the slave maid, or the ancestor of the slave maid?" ”

Zhao Xixing retracted his gaze and lay on the jade couch, his voice as if coming from the depths of time.

"The country of the Xiao family of the Great Zhou Dynasty has lasted for three hundred years. Until my Zhao family usurped the throne, and the Zhao family represented Xiao. But my father, the emperor, respected the emperor as his younger brother, the country of brothers, has not changed the name of the country, and is still called Zhou. However, things have long been different. ”

The Zhao family replaced Xiao, and the monarch and the minister were transposed.

However, the Great Zhou is still that Great Zhou.

However, the world is no longer that world.

It's just that in order to distinguish between the people, they will call Xiao Zhou "Eastern Zhou" and today's Zhao Zhou as "Western Zhou".

"Your Highness, the wall has ears, this kind of discussion about the previous dynasty is still ......" Luo Xia looked around vigilantly, and stopped talking.

Zhao Xixing was as if he hadn't heard of it, and he had no scruples at the moment, but he told it eloquently.

"The main hall is always thinking, is this all right? The noon gate that was dyed red, the blood of tens of thousands of Luo's people, this hall never dared to forget. In your bones, you say, all this, right? ”

Luo Xia's eyes flashed, she took a deep breath, and exhaled heavily: "Your Highness, so much time has passed, why do you have to ask for an answer?" ”

"When he was studying in this hall, the Master said, "I know what it is, and why I know it." The same is true for the honorable position, the virtue matching, and the knowing what virtue is matching. Zhao Xixing said slowly, "The starting point of all great changes...... You are qualified to tell the temple the answer. ”

Luo Xia's fingertips clenched tightly in Luo's skirt, for a long time, and then released, she looked outside the hall, the country is thousands of miles, Shengjing is prosperous, and the city has been stable for a long time.

Luo Xia smiled.

"Your Highness, lower your head, a little lower...... Go and ask the people of this land, I think they ...... The answer has already been told to you. ”

Zhao Xixing's pupils shrank.

Luo Xia didn't explain much, and knelt down to resign. Less than two steps out of the hall, he saw the oncoming dragon chariot.

"Slaves and maids greet Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live." Luo Xia fell to her knees.

Zhao Yin held his hand with a void: "Get up." You also just went to see the East Palace? ”

"Exactly. Donggong is grateful for His Majesty's kindness, and has already devoted himself to repenting of his sins and secretly reformed himself. Luo Xia bowed her head and said.

Zhao Yin nodded, his eyes fixed on Luo Xia. From his point of view, he could only see the top of the woman's head, her eyelashes were very long, and she hung down like a swallowtail, fluttering, a touch of grace like a pear blossom.

Zhao Yin squinted slightly: "I, hit the East Palace...... What you want to witness, disappointed? ”

The corners of Luo Xia's lips curled slightly, and she said as before: "Didn't Your Majesty say that day it was only about father and son, regardless of monarchs and ministers?" ”

Zhao Yin was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Yes." I asked a stupid question, father and son, how can there be an answer. ”

Inexplicable conversations. The palace people around listened to it in a daze.

Zhao Yin looked down at Luo Xia, and saw that there was a small red envelope on the back of the woman's snow-white neck, which was bitten by mosquitoes.

"East Palace...... So short of mosquito repellent sachets? Zhao Yin's tone was unhappy.

"Your Majesty is angry! The sachets made by the Imperial Medical Department for the East Palace are the best, but the days are getting hotter, and no matter how good the sachets are, they can't be perfect. Luo Xia pleaded guilty.

"Then ask the Imperial Physician Department to send more. Donggong is injured, and he is already weak, and he will be bitten by mosquitoes again, I can't spare the cubs of the Imperial Doctor's Department! Zhao Yin drank majestically.

There was an inner waiter immediately. Passing on the Divine Decree.

Long Yin left, Luo Xia knelt down, just got up, and heard the dragon behind him stop, Zhao Yin said a leisurely word.

"You...... Mosquito repellent sachets, you also get a few more. ”

Luo Xia hurriedly thanked her. Looking back to find the bright yellow figure, Long Yuan had disappeared at the door of the East Palace.

After a while, Zhao Yin's angry shout came from inside: "Why is Donggong's face still so pale?" This group of quacks is tired and crooked! ”

Luo Xia smiled. She looked at the three palaces and six que, the most ruthless places, and sometimes, the loveliest.

What she wanted to witness, she never disappointed.

When Luo Xia returned to the matching hall, Hua Er had been waiting for her for a long time, and when he saw her, he greeted her and asked her what she had to say.

"Above? Which one is above? Luo Xia smiled and asked knowingly.

Hua Er wanted to talk and stopped, and he was about to go back to the room: "Don't say it...... forget it"

"Hey, the second girl stays!" Luo Xia put away her jokes, grabbed her and said, "Donggong doesn't have anything to say. But the slave saw him with her own eyes and let Naropa go with her. ”

"Close-fitting? Oh......" Hanaji hurriedly lowered his head.

Luo Xia teased her again, and then resigned to receive the mosquito repellent sachet.

At this time, I heard Shen Yin's message, saying that he was almost cured from his illness, and Hua Er and the others could leave for their hometown on the same day.

Flower two naturally rejoices. informed her mother-in-law, Hua San, but she didn't see Ah Wei.

I asked the palace maid, but they all said that they didn't see it. Hua Er can't, if Ah Wei really wants to walk around the palace, no one can stop him.

Just when everyone was looking for Ah Wei, the person concerned was under a peach blossom tree in the imperial garden, leaning in a daze.

In late spring, the peach blossoms have almost fallen, only a few sporadic ones, and they are still stubbornly clustered with petals.

The peach petals were colorful and fell on Ah Wei's saber, adding a bit of tenderness to the cold light.

The man's eyes lit up.

Gentle, yes, what a gentle man.

……

At that time, he became famous at a young age, and a broken saber shocked the world. As soon as the crown was weak, he was summoned by the emperor.

It is also such an early spring, and the peach blossoms in the imperial garden are still blooming.

For the first time, he saw the man in the bright yellow palace robe.

His face was pale, his body was clear, and the bright sun of Sanchun melted into night under his eyes.

The man ordered him and another teenager to face each other in public.

Holding the broken army, he was full of spirit, never thought that he would lose, the blade was like snow, and the whole person's eyes were sharp, without the slightest softness.

He slashed at the opponent's young man with a knife, as ruthless as a little beast that had just grinded his teeth, and frightened the young man to retreat.

The man in the palace robe watched quietly, slowly stretched out his hand, and shook a peach blossom tree beside him.

The peach petals fluttered one after another, falling like rain, instantly blurring his vision.

The slightest mistake. In the duel of top swordsmen, it is enough to sentence life and death.

His eyes flickered, the blade deviated by two inches, and the opponent boy quickly seized the opportunity, and with a counterattack, the blade was on his neck.

Bang dang. Broken saber fell to the ground. He was incredibly stupid that he actually lost.

And the reason for losing turned out to be peach petals.

The man in the palace robe stretched out his hand, caught a peach petal, and smiled lightly: "You see, the sharpest knife may not be able to defeat it...... The softest petals ......"

He also reached out thoughtfully, caught a peach petal, and then at that moment, he had an epiphany.

He fell on his knees before the man and offered his sword, and his lifelong loyalty.

……

Wei looked at the peach tree overhead. It was late spring, and Fang Fei was withering, but in his eyes, the big flowers bloomed and turned crimson again.

He held out his hand, and a withered peach petal floated into his palm.

Same as then.

It's just that the flowers have fallen.

Man, no return.