The two villages are willing to hand over power without moving, and of course the ministers can't ask for it, but they can ......

"To the Queen Mother?" , some whispered, and some were unwilling.

The servant of the Ministry frantically motioned to the household department to speak, but he couldn't think that the household department was still sensible, and he knew that it was useless for him to say more.

"In the opinion of the minister, shouldn't it be dedicated to Your Majesty, after all, this Southern Banquet is Your Majesty's!"

Now no one speaks, and the position is different, which means that someone is destined to do everything possible to resist desperately.

When the owners of the two villages heard this, they all shook their heads, "We only recognize the Queen Mother, Your Majesty and the Prince Regent are young, and now this Southern Banquet is the supreme right, only the Queen Mother, we don't care what the ministers think, we want to hand over the power, only the Queen Mother!" ”。

Ministers, "......".

"This is polite, not to mention that the first emperor has a will, the right to pro-title the regent is equivalent to the new emperor, the regent is young, everything has to rely on the guidance of the queen mother, ministers, willing to be the queen mother, for the new emperor, for the regent, for the southern banquet, for the work of dogs and horses", although he did not know the process in advance, he also guessed the ending early in the morning, but he didn't expect the third highness to shake the pot so comfortably, and the left minister couldn't help laughing.

Everyone is singing and pity, but he is the only one who wakes up and holds the power of the world.

What a chess player who plays the game.

Zuo Xiang took the lead, Taifu agreed, and there was still a slight spark of other power left, how could he dare to rise up, and how could he set the prairie on fire.

In the 529th year of the Southern Banquet, the Queen Mother listened to the government, cultivated the new emperor, recruited the wise men of the world, and won frequent victories in wars.

After two and a half years of war, the treasury of Nanyan was empty, and all kinds of waste were waiting to be rebuilt, and the peace was put on the itinerary, which was scheduled for the beginning of spring in the year 530, March.

There are four seasons for the banquet, only in winter, and there is a pure color as far as the eye can see.

The long red headband swirled and danced in the cold wind, the red squirrel gradually fell into the snow, and the eagle circled high in the air, sometimes diving, sometimes spreading its wings.

"The eagle hasn't come out for a long time, you should be happy, Your Highness, you've been standing for a long time, but you want to go back?" , Jiumu is worried about the reminder.

The figure did not move, far away, there was a person stumbling from outside the palace gate, the palace people who shoveled the snow did not have time to salute and remind, the person fell into the snow and slid for several meters before stopping.

Jiuyi followed His Highness's gaze and sighed that this person was really dead, according to His Highness's temperament, this person would inevitably have another meat/body meal tomorrow morning.

The young man who was planted in the snow wiped his frozen unconscious face, and the insect chrysalis generally wasted the boss's strength to get up, and the palace man carefully picked up what he had dropped, and the young man thanked him and continued to stumble forward.

"Hey, the slave remembers that the mother gave the prince a holiday? With such a heavy snowfall, how can you still enter the palace? Li Niang came from behind, followed His Highness's gaze and looked down, looking at the stumbling ball, and couldn't help but be funny.

Jiumu bowed slightly, "Aunt Li, is there something to find Your Highness?" ”。

Li Niang saluted Baili Quan and said with a smile, "The Queen Mother asked the slave maid to invite Her Royal Highness, and there are distinguished guests."

Snowflakes seemed to prefer the red clothes, and after a while, they fell all over the hem of the clothes along the umbrella.

The narrow tails of the eyes opened slightly, and the slightly drooping eyes gradually brightened, as if reflecting the cold silence of the snow, but the figure that was constantly shaking in the depths of the pupils could be faintly seen.

Zhuyu fell to the ground, and her voice seemed to be heavenly.

"Ligu will return first, and the right will come later."

After getting the answer, Li Niang smiled and nodded, her voice was full of concern, "Your Highness will come back early, don't catch a cold."

The figure is from far to near, and even on the towering city wall, the young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes can be vaguely seen, but the gradually sluggish appearance adds a bit of naivety to the young man.

"One".

"Subordinates are in".

"Pick him up".

"Yes".

It wasn't until Jiuyi approached the boy that the people on the city wall turned around leisurely, and the cold wind became a little more violent, almost blowing the hairband in a straight line.

Jiumu moved forward a few points in distress, wanting to block more wind and snow for him.

The slender hand blocked Jiumu's thoughts, and the narrow eyes were smeared with a slight smile, "This snow is extremely beautiful."