Shen Xiang lifted Shen Xiu up early in the morning, staring at Shen Xiu's messy clothes, and a faint sadness slowly appeared between his eyebrows.

Shen Xiushen's eyes darkened, his face showed incomprehension, and then he tidied up his clothes with his hands and feet neatly under the service of his subordinates.

Shen Xiang looked at Shen Xiu who was gradually walking towards him, the smile on his face was light, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and laughed softly, like a touch of spring flowers after the steep spring cold had just gone.

Shen Xiu obediently put his hands away and honestly followed Shen Xiang's steps. Shen Xiang said lightly in his ear. "Recently, the emperor has appointed some old ministers, and there must be some restraint on my Shen family, I hope this trip is worth it."

Shen Xiu's heart tightened, and he replied in a low voice.

The carriage ran smoothly all the way to the palace of the Son of Heaven.

The palace covers a wide area, at a glance, intrigues, layer upon layer, the scale of the building is magnificent and beautiful, full of splendor, and the famous flowers reflect each other, occupy half of the sun in the early morning.

The right-hand eunuch beside the emperor led Shen Xiu to wait at the door of the palace, and she had no official position in the front hall, and she was not allowed to enter without a summons.

The cool breeze of the early cold lightly brushed his cheeks, and Shen Xiu's plain white face was half-hidden behind his clothes, and the exposed half of his face was blown red as the rising sun. She turned her head to look at the greeting smile on the big eunuch's face, and her heart couldn't help but ripple.

I don't know how long later, she was summoned and stepped into the majestic main hall. For the first time, I saw an emperor wearing a yellow dragon robe on the jade ladder and over half a hundred years old.

Her gaze stayed for a moment on the delicate dragon pattern embroidered with the five-colored silk thread on the emperor's cuffs, and then slowly responded, and respectfully came to a five-body gift.

The emperor's voice was not very angry, but the eunuch repeated the flat voice, which sharply pierced her eardrums.

Shen Xiu stood up and glanced at Daddy on the side, not daring to look around, and her face took on a shallow smile.

The emperor's smile was slightly amiable, and he beckoned her, and asked her to step up to the palace.

Shen Xiu took a small step, and heard the emperor say to his father, "The name of the little son of the Shen family is Hugh." Take the classic book "Shuowen" from my dynasty, rest, stop also.

The interpretation is that it means to stop and end, so I thought about it, the prime minister must have attached great importance to the little boy, so he specially chose such a name. ”

After the emperor finished speaking, he clapped his hands directly, and the ministers did not dare to respond, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and everyone quickly lowered their heads.

Shen Xiu was stunned for a moment, she didn't understand, everyone who knew the reason for the word Xiu, it was her mother who died because of her, how it got into the emperor's mouth, and how the words that were chewed and spit out became meaningful, ill-intentioned words.

Shen Xiu's sleeves hung down and she stood there quietly, and the emperor was on the throne waiting for her to answer. Shen Xiu tentatively turned his gaze to her father, who looked straight ahead, she came back to her senses and pursed the corners of her lips. With a plop, she crossed her hands and kowtowed heavily, her voice trembled a little, but she tried her best to maintain a little pretense of calmness, after knocking, she raised her head, a little stunned to see the sun spilling down from outside the hall, and everyone's faces were hazy and confused.

"The emperor is clear, the grass people are resting in the name, and the sincerity is resting on His Majesty's afterglow, and he is relieved to shelter the shade.

Under the feet of the emperor, the grass people were born and survived in the world.

Shen Xiang takes the word Xiu, and the hexagram is auspicious, good, and blessed: blame, good luck. It is a blessing and a curse, which is not only a pity and nostalgia for the deceased mother, but also a blessing for the survival of the grass people........."

After Shen Xiu finished speaking, he clenched his fists, plopped and kowtowed his head again, and he didn't dare to gasp, and he didn't dare to get up for a long time. The head hangs slightly, and the meaning is submissive.

Shen Xiu secretly raised his eyes and quietly looked at the many pairs of boots around him, and the thought of continuing to deal with the trouble in his heart had not yet arisen, as if a vast and suppressed voice came from a long distance, mixed with intermittent laughter. "Good boy, look up."

Shen Xiu exhaled, the corners of his mouth tried his best to outline a smile, and the emperor who listened to it turned his words around, and asked for warmth.

Shen Xiu was able to stand up, his eyebrows jumped, and seeing that Daddy didn't say a word next to him, he didn't dare to be sloppy, and dealt with it carefully. There was a little confusion in my heart.

It is said that the court is in constant civil strife, the emperor only wants to have fun, and he is drunk and lying on the knees of beauties every night, and it is better to meet than to hear. It was completely different from what she imagined, she thought that it would be confusing to say something old and ugly, and she never thought that the temperament around the Ninety-Five Venerable was not the same as that of mortals. We grass people, after some previous pressure, and because the king is here, she stubbornly told her not to raise her head to reply.

Suddenly, the emperor's eyebrows were dyed with a hint of exhaustion, and Shen Xiu was mercifully rewarded with some gold, silver and jewelry by the emperor, and waved away.

Shen Xiu shook his knees, puffed out his mouth, gathered his hands, straightened his back, lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and walked out of the hall with a body of sweat.

Shen Xiu raised his eyes and looked outside, the sun sparkled into his eyes, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and then under the leadership of the eunuch, he walked out of the hall quickly, not daring to linger for half a moment.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, Shen Xiang returned to his house, and after listening to the report of his subordinates, he stood silent, his eyes were covered with a layer of frost, and he stood with his sleeves hanging down, like a mountain.

The attendant waited and waited, but there was no reply, so he could only raise his hand and ask, "Please make it clear." ”

Shen Xiang's body shape did not change, but he asked lightly, "How many months is it now?" ”

"February." The attendant didn't know what to do, and replied respectfully with his head bowed.

"It's going to change." Shen Xiang's voice was as cold as ever, and on his lips was the standard smile of a smiling tiger that had not changed for thousands of years.

The squire spoke again, cautiously asking. "Then today's question from His Majesty, Xiangye, do you think it was a temptation, or a sign before the incident?"

Looking at the guards left and right, he covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "You haven't figured it out yet?" ”

"There's no hurry." Shen Xiang spoke again, and the last trace of oblique sunlight carved by the vermilion window outside penetrated into the cold room, and he sighed again, "Your Majesty is already dying, sick, and more suspicious, I am afraid that I will have to make another plan as soon as possible." ”

Shen Xiang then turned his head and asked, "Tell me, how many years have you followed me?" ”

"Twenty is a year." With a slight movement of his left and right fingers, he replied quickly.

"I've been with Your Majesty for more than thirty years." Shen Xiang looked at his shadow under the afterglow of the setting sun, raised his inky black eyes, and looked a little emotional. Suddenly raised his right hand, stared at a certain shadow, and after a moment, he came back to his senses, and took a step and slowly walked out of the house.

The left and right eyes looked at the back of Shen Xiang leaving uneasily, and his eyelids jumped.

The attendant was slightly stunned, and knew between the lines that the words revealed deep meaning, but he didn't quite understand it after all.

The emperor wanted to eradicate the thorn in his side, why did he start to spare no effort to win over the major families. In addition, the old ministry of the former dynasty, which was severely cracked down on in the early years, has now promoted some of the old ministry to compete with the Shen family.

The attendant Huer raised his eyes to look left and right, and suddenly came to his senses. What the emperor fears most is not the civil strife and the corruption of the government, but the subversion of the imperial industry.

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