Huang Si's consciousness swept and found that something was wrong.

He clucked and ate the cod skin, and said:

"Oh, it's really troublesome, the activity of the brain is getting lower and lower, and if it continues like this, it will not wake up for a long time, and it will become a vegetative person."

Wen Ling nodded, and said worriedly:

"Peace had six nightmares in a row before, and I could see it by watching his expression and life fluctuations on the side, but his seventh dream, which was supposed to be the last, turned into a sweet dream for some reason, and it made him deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself. He had been dreaming about this for sixteen hours. ”

Huang Si checked the condition of Ping's brain and said:

"Probably the brain's self-protection mechanism, when people are most in pain, the brain will subconsciously secrete endorphins to produce pleasure. The sweet dream is probably caused by his self-consciousness being tired and wanting to be comforted. However, nightmares will make his consciousness unconsciously rebel, and his soul will become stronger, and sweet dreams are not a good thing. Indulging in sweet dreams will only make Peace lose the will to resist. ”

"That's it, Xiaohua is more familiar with the human soul than me, I'll look for her."

Huang Si disappeared.

But in a moment, he appeared instantly with a small flower.

Xiaohua was dressed in the costume of a heavenly official, but she was holding a bowl of white fungus lotus seed lily soup in her hand.

As soon as she came over, she took the soup first and said with a smile: "Master." ”

"Okay, I can't drink it."

Huang Si took the white fungus soup unhappily, put it to his mouth and blew it, "You hurry up and work, don't worry about me." ”

After Xiaohua understood the specific situation, she asked Huang Si for some spiritual energy.

Her own energy conversion efficiency is very low, and she might as well turn to her master for help.

Pink psychic energy enveloped Xiaohua, and she put her hand on her peaceful forehead and looked at her peaceful heart.

Xiaohua looked a little embarrassed.

"Master, he has fallen too deep into a sweet dream, a dream that cannot end, in which he has spent more than eighty years. The dream was too beautiful for him to realize the passage of time. If you forcibly wake him up, I'm afraid that his mind will be directly deranged. ”

"Is there a way to fix it?"

Huang Si asked.

"I can try to get into his dreams. It's just that after I enter the dream, it can only affect his dream, and it depends on him whether he can be completely awake. ”

Xiaohua said.

"You try. If it really doesn't work, I'll have to assimilate peace into a family. ”

Huang thought that this world would give birth to a transcendent existence outside the family system, and peace was the first experiment.

But if he really can't do it, he doesn't want to be so crazy with such a good person.

When the time comes, assimilate him, and find another person.

Xiaohua nodded, she sat down on the top of the mountain, closed her eyes, and her mind calmed down.

……

Standing peacefully in the cabinet hall, he instructed his subordinates to do things.

The river channel needs to be dredged, and 200,000 taels of silver will be allocated to the local area.

Corruption cases in Jibei County must be strictly investigated.

King Chang's birthday is coming, so he must do it well, but he can't be too extravagant and wasteful. If King Chang is not satisfied, he will bear it.

People come and go in the main hall, and officials at all levels come and go, so it is not lively.

Ping He pressed his forehead and was about to take a rest, when suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a person in the main hall.

This man was a woman.

She was about twenty years old, and she was just standing there, but there was a quiet and beautiful atmosphere, as if she were standing in the middle of a forest.

In the bustling hall, it seems that only there is quiet.

When Pinghe saw her, she also turned her head and looked at Pinghe.

The glow in the woman's eyes seemed to contain the reflection of the world.

Someone passed in front of Ping He.

His vision was obscured.

When Ping He looked back at the place, he found that it was empty.

The main hall is still bustling and lively.

It's as if the woman never appeared.

Ping He shook his head.

Was it his delusion?

……

Xiaohua walked in the city of Jianchang.

She was already wearing clothes similar to those around her, and she blended in perfectly into this world.

From the streets and alleys to the inner courtyard of the palace.

Whenever Xiaohua Dan encountered an impassable obstacle, a pink light flashed on her body, and she was able to move over suddenly.

Her attainments in the laws of the mind are already extremely profound, and most of the completion of the master's laws of the mind is provided by her.

She is not a mortal in dreams, but a god of dreams.

However, dreams are projections of the human mind.

Xiaohua must slowly awaken peace, not wake him up suddenly.

She's observing this dream world.

It took Ping He eighty years in his dream to build this world, and this world is extremely complete.

The whole country, as if it were real.

"But it's a false world."

Xiaohua observed for a long time and saw many details of this world.

This world is naïve, simple, and beautiful, but it is not realistic at all.

With only more than 20 years of peace, he can only construct such a dream.

Xiaohua has more than 2,000 years of experience and knows everything about human nature and the world.

Even her master is far inferior to her in this regard.

In this dream, all the pursuits and dreams of peace are entrusted.

Indeed, for him, it was a dream so beautiful that he didn't want to wake up.

But if left unchecked, Peace will weave this dream infinitely until he dies.

Xiaohua's figure flashed and came to the highest place in this world, the top of the royal palace.

A pink circle of light burst out of her.

The dream, at this moment, was completely invaded and rewritten by her.

……

Rumors spread in the DPRK.

He said that he was peaceful and monopolized, and despised the king.

Pinghe, who thought that he was not afraid of the shadow, went to meet King Chang, but found that King Chang also seemed to have some bitterness about him.

He tries to find out the source of the rumor to solve it, but finds that his subordinates also have different intentions, only for their own sake, and are not in unison.

All the manpower mobilization is so cumbersome.

The voices of discussion between the government and the opposition are getting louder and louder, and there are more and more criticisms of his monopoly of power.

In the end, he had to write a letter of guilt and kneel outside the main hall to repent, and only then did he barely salvage some of his reputation.

It is also becoming increasingly difficult to govern at the local level.

Bandits continue to be banned, and people who take bribes are everywhere, and the rich make a lot of money, while the poor are displaced.

The water is overflowing and difficult to prevent.

Jing Guo is eyeing the tiger, and the slightest carelessness will be in danger at the border.

However, many officials have ignored this and have instead demanded that power be decentralized, not in the hands of one person.

The power of peace was gradually divided.

At the beginning, he made various drastic reforms to the country, but he was gradually opposed.

The achievements of reform have been overturned one by one, and the past system has been restored one by one.

Gradually, he lost control of the country.

One day, he went home peacefully in the carriage.

He leaned back in the seat of the carriage, feeling only tired and his head aching.

Why is this happening?

Why would a king be suspicious of me as a selfless man?

Why do selfish people mix so well?

Why can't even harsh punishment prevent crime?

Why is it that people are evil when they strive to govern the country?

He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand!