Hua Er retracted his gaze, and his heartbeat had become extremely steady.

Everything has changed, but there is always something that hasn't changed.

Unnoticed, small things, he is there.

As if still smiling at her, don't be afraid of flowers.

"The women of the people obey."

Hua Er raised his head and looked directly at Zhao Yin, his gaze was calm, and he didn't dodge.

Zhao Yin stood in front of the bookcase, and also looked directly at Hua Er quietly.

There was a momentary shock on his face, which immediately turned into doubt, and then he lingered in doubt, thick or faint.

He even walked into Hua Er, leaned down, as if studying something, and stared at the woman carefully, comparing every inch with his memory.

Finally, he straightened up, and there was an inexplicable undercurrent in his eyes.

"Do you know how I got to the throne?" Suddenly, Zhao Yin asked.

"The affairs of the heavenly family, the people dare not speak falsely. However, now that Haiqinghe Yan Minsheng is safe, His Majesty must inherit the will of heaven and pray for the people before succeeding to the position of a saint. Hua Er was not in a hurry and told the story.

Zhao Yin stared at her for a while, and the corners of his lips grinned: "Heh, open your eyes one by one and talk nonsense." I'm not stupid, it happened three years ago, there's no need to fool around. ”

Zhao Yin paused and looked dazzled, the latter meekly knelt on the ground, bowing his head and eyes.

"Have you ever heard of the April Palace Change?"

Zhao Yin said quietly, his eyes suddenly looked like an eagle falcon, and he locked on Hua Er.

It's a pity that the woman can't see anything unusual.

"I've heard a little. The folk girl is dull, and she is willing to hear about it. Hua Er was like a curious country villager, respectfully worshipping him.

"In April three years ago, Emperor Zhou Ai had no way out, and people's livelihood was difficult. So I, oh no, back then, I was still the right minister, launched the palace change, and took control of the imperial palace. Emperor Zhou Ai was so angry that he died that night. I named the temple for him, mourned the whole country, and then ascended the throne as the emperor myself. ”

Zhao Yin stretched out his hand and stroked a pot of peony flowers, and his tone seemed to come from the depths of time.

There will be no falling flowers in the palace. Unlucky.

Therefore, when the flowers are about to decay, some palace people take scissors to cut off the flowers, or go directly to the greenhouse to change a new pot.

This is a move that violates the rules of heaven and costs two silver, but it is the rule of the Great Zhou Emperor's Palace, and it is a plan for thousands of generations, and the flowers will bloom undefeated.

The change of dynasties, the rise and fall of victory and defeat, what remains unchanged is always flowers.

Zhao Yin smiled, his eyes were confused, this pot of peonies was undefeated, I don't know if it was the flowers of three years ago, or the flowers he saw at this time.

It's only people who have changed.

"In the palace mutiny that year, Emperor Zhou Ai's forbidden army resisted to the death, and the two sides clashed, with more than 3,000 dead and wounded. In the end, I won, and when the number of people is counted, the dead and alive, my people, and the people who mourn the emperor can all be matched one by one. Except for four people. These four people seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace of them. In order to stabilize the hearts of the people in the world, I had to ask the historian to close the pen, identify the death of these four people, and draw up nicknames for them. ”

Zhao Yin paused, stared at Hua Er again, the woman knelt humbly, listened carefully, and there was no flaw in the trace of curiosity in her eyes.

Zhao Yin's doubts were even stronger. There was also a hint of disappointment.

Did you read it wrong?

Or do you remember it wrong?

"Those four people, two of them don't matter, they are all minions. The other two, some of which are at stake. Zhao Yin plucked the peony violently, squatted down, and put it in front of Hua Er.

The man's eyes, restrained, pierced through everything.

"The folk girl is curious, who are those two?" Hua Er smiled, innocent.

Zhao Yin's tone suddenly turned cold, and a monstrous wave rolled up at the bottom of his eyes-

"One person, the eldest son of Emperor Zhou Ai, Prince Zhenming."

Hua Er covered his lips in surprise and blinked.

Zhao Yin locked Hua Er's eyes, and a word burst out from between his teeth-

"The other person is the younger successor of Emperor Zhou Ai, Empress Mingde."

The air in the upper study instantly condensed into ice cubes.

Dead silence, eerie dead silence.

The two of them stared at it so closely, and the jade leaked drop by drop, hitting the tip of people's hearts.

Time is surging, and the sorrow is sad about the past.

The memory river, do not cross the banks of the surviving people.

Suddenly, Hua Er smiled: "There are still such secrets?" The folk girls and the uninformed people all thought that with a nickname, the people would be gone a long time ago! ”

Zhao Yin squinted slightly, Hua Er smiled, and hurriedly bowed down in fear: "Minnu...... Did the folk girl say something wrong? Your Majesty forgives your sins! Forgiveness! ”

Zhao Yin looked at the top of Hua Er's head lying on the ground, the night at the bottom of his eyes gradually receded, and for a moment, his expression was the same as before, and the spring breeze was blowing.

"That's it. I summoned you here today, but I heard that your shop offered a pattern for the queen's birthday, and the queen likes it, and I intend to praise it. Go and claim your reward. Zhao Yin turned around and sent off the guest.

"The folk girl retired." Hua Er knelt down, exited the hall, and was greeted by an attendant.

"Congratulations, girl." The chamberlain smiled flatteringly and handed over a box of silver.

After two thanks, one blessing, and the shadow disappeared at the end of the imperial palace.

The waiter was left stunned.

Just because he touched the woman's hand just now, it was so cold that it was terrifying.

And in the other compartment, in the corner of the Chengtian Gate in and out of the imperial palace, a carriage with blue tweed and silver springs has been parked for a long time, and I don't know what it is waiting for.

Seeing the shadow holding a box of reward silver coming out of the palace, a small yellow door immediately ran to the carriage and whispered: "Your Highness, the second girl has come out." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Xixing's voice came from inside the car.

Xiao Huangmen said: "Your Highness, the girl is fine, she is not injured, and she is not very worried. The saint should not be embarrassed for her, perhaps just to praise her shop for painting the queen's image. ”

There was a moment of silence.

A slender fingertip reached out from within, poking into the curtain, as if trying to lift it, but after a moment's pause, it was retracted.

"Go back to the palace."

The faint words came out, and Xiao Huangmen was stunned.

"Didn't Your Highness originally go to Dali Temple, but now he's just stopping by the way? That's ...... Back? ”

There was no response in the car.

Xiao Huangmen waited for a while, but did not dare to ask any more, and the car squeaked, and disappeared into the golden sunset.

In June, the breeze is powerless to slaughter the heat, and the sunset flies up the mountain.

Since the matter of being summoned by the East Palace and the call of the saint has passed, Jixiangpu seems to have regained its tranquility.

After the pattern was once presented to the East Palace, some officials in Shengjing came to the auspicious shop to paint the appearance, and the shop changed to a silk and satin disguise, and the business became more and more prosperous.

Hua Er quickly forgot the surname Zhao, an imperial palace Jinque, a rural town, as if in two worlds.

Ah Wei looked at the shop diligently, Hua San was busy practicing martial arts and asking people to fight, and her mother-in-law chattered about peeling beans and pickles, on such days, she Hua Er was already very satisfied.

On this day, it is the weak crown ceremony of Hua San.

Jixiang shop to the east, banquet neighbors, food table put three streets, so lively.

When the excitement dissipated and night fell, a few people closed the door and started the stove, and dinner was a family feast.

The four of them sat together, home-cooked side dishes, two or two small wines, laughter under the candlelight, Ah Wei and her mother-in-law were drunk and yelling indiscriminately.

"Can I still drink...... When I was a general, I drank all the invincible opponents of the three armies...... Drink! "Ah Wei staggered.

"My third brother has grown up, how many girls look at him today...... You have to be a good little daughter-in-law, take the matchmaker book! "Mother-in-law should grow strong when she grows old.