No, you listen to me first, and I will save your brother. Li Jinjin's tone was unmistakable.

To be honest, if it weren't for Mu Xin's beautiful face and use value, she wouldn't be so kind, not to mention that the two are the orthodox heirs of the Northern Han Kingdom, and marrying Daxin has only benefits, no harm.

Laojun Mountain has a peculiar shape, the mountain is steep, the thirty-six strange peaks are different, and the main peak is famous for being like an immortal holding an incense burner.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a gourd-shaped canyon, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the scenery is beautiful.

I don't know what year a practitioner came here, so he stayed and built a Taoist temple.

Over the years, it has been renovated and renovated, from a small view to a grand view of incense.

Emperor Jiade used to go to the Laojun Temple to admire the plum blossoms and discuss with the Lord at the beginning of the snow every winter.

The snow came very early at the beginning of this year, and the emperor was used to traveling lightly, so he only brought two teams of personal guards, and rushed to Lao Junguan.

Every year, the emperor will bring a close minister, and Li Minglang has accompanied the emperor here for ten consecutive years.

But later, the emperor fell in love with the Wang family, and he hadn't been here for more than ten years.

This year, the emperor issued a decree, and he was a little surprised.

"Aiqing, it's another year." The emperor lifted the curtains: "The country remains the same, you and I are old." ”

"Speaking of which, the old minister has been by the emperor's side for thirty-six years." Dawn stroked his beard.

"Well, the first time I saw you, you were only sixteen years old, and you were already old, much more stable than people of the same age. At that time, my father took a fancy to you and asked you to accompany you.... Time is like electricity, and it doesn't spare people. ”

"Yes, in the blink of an eye, the old minister is going to return to his hometown, maybe this is the last time I will accompany the emperor here."

Dawn Lang sighed.

The emperor looked in a trance, as if he had returned to his youth, full of spirit and ambition, and joined hands with Li Minglang to make great efforts to expand the territory.

But after the age of forty, the repetition of the twists and turns day after day made him extremely tired.

He didn't want to deal with government affairs anymore, he just wanted to hide in the palace, drink a little wine, and listen to good things.

But Li Minglang didn't understand his thoughts, as soon as he appeared, he definitely didn't want to hear anything...

Now that the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the border is stable, as an old emperor who has worked hard for decades, can't he rest and rest?

"What sound?" Liminglang frowned, and in the distance he heard the sound of the piano, full of grief and indignation, as if there was an endless grudge.

"It seems to be the sound of the piano." The emperor lifted the curtain.

Droplets of snow drifted down from the sky, and the ground and treetops were faintly white.

"On such a cold day, someone is playing the piano outside?" Li Minglang's tone was serious: "It seems that he is coming up for the emperor." ”

"Pay attention to protect the emperor." He commanded in a low voice.

"Out of the way, go check it out." The emperor hates being always protected too well, and he is very happy when there are occasional accidents, and he even has some expectations.

Li Minglang shook his head, the emperor is getting older, but the rebellious psychology is getting heavier and heavier, he was cautious when he was young, and he is more and more adventurous after the age of forty.

Under the octagonal pavilion covered with a thin layer of snow, a woman wearing a white fox fur had a brownwood-colored zither in front of her.

The fingers are gently lifted and slowly fallen, from light to heavy, quickly dialed, the mountains and rivers are looking for a soulmate, and no one asks about the lonely hollow....

"Your Majesty, it seems that this is specially for you." Dawn Lang frowned.

He only mentioned one sentence to his daughter about today's trip, is it....