On the Perfect Love of the Emperor (First Draft) - Light Dust Simulation, Laughing Fish Transcript

(Birthday post)

1. The significance of topic selection

Love is one of the most beautiful and complex feelings of prehistoric human beings. Before the development of human beings to the age when brain waves could be separated from the physical body, human life was limited. In a short life of a few decades, people spend more than two-thirds of their time in search of love or denial of love, and the happiness, sweetness, satisfaction, jealousy, loss, pain, and all kinds of disputes caused by love are endless. As an emperor with a great concentration of power in the feudal era, while holding unparalleled power and wealth, he was often at the core of various contradictions and struggles. Therefore, the environment in which their love is located is the most complex, and the temptations and tests they face are also the most typical. Therefore, if the love of feudal emperors can be studied clearly, it will be of great significance to reveal the mystery of prehistoric human love.

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Xiaoyu (cautiously): Well, are you sure you didn't listen to Min Xin's lobbying?

Qingchen (white eyes): Official, this is the official statement or not, it is very troublesome for the paper to be killed and rewritten by the professor!

Laughing Fish: ......

2. Basis of research

The premise of "On the Perfect Love of the Emperor" is that the emperor will have perfect love, so it is necessary to first explain and define the relevant concepts involved in the study, and briefly summarize a series of sub-topics derived from the thesis.

(1) Definition of certain concepts

1. What is "love"?

According to the scientific research of prehistoric civilizations, the production of love is related to the excitement caused by the secretion of dopamine and adrenaline in the midbrain, and the continuous secretion time and intensity of these substances can determine the amount of love. When encountering a specific person or thing, the brain receives instructions, and the synapses on the nerve cells will increase this secretion for a short time, and transmit it through the nerve information, producing excited and happy emotions, similar to sexual impulses. It's just that this kind of excitement will not last for a long time, at most within two or three years, and it will calm down and can no longer produce **. But love is not only maintained by excitement, love will change after this ** period, similar to family feelings, from habits, from the run-in of time. Those old husbands and wives are mostly in this kind of relationship, even if they are not as surging as they were young, they are more stable with each other. (Quoted from Uncle Shui's "100 Questions on Husband and Wife (Jin X Rong)")

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Laughing Fish: You're too lazy, aren't you?

Qingchen: Learn, learn, understand? What is Efficiency? This is efficiency, and I am relieved of Xiaorong's research results.

Laughing Fish (pouting secretly): He wants to understand what love is, and he won't be delayed.

2. What is "perfect love"?

Perfection is a highly abstract word that must be concrete, characterized, and elementalized if it is to be studied. Therefore, I first selected "Jinjiang" and "Starting Point", which are relatively concentrated in prehistoric literary works, as the sample bank, and randomly selected 1217 love stories from them. Through the induction and refinement of these works, it is found that although the "perfect love" in prehistoric civilization has a variety of expressions, most of them have the following elements:

First, interactivity. This is the premise of the existence of perfect love, if it is only one-sided love, and can not get a response from the lover, not only can not enjoy the pleasure and happiness brought by love, but may lead to pain and disaster;

Second, coexistence. This condition is unique to the fact that human brain waves are still imprisoned in the physical age, because once the physical body is destroyed, it will lead to the dissipation of brain waves, which means the end of life, so only on the basis of the survival of both parties, can perfect love be born. Of course, if the distance can also be shortened in space, it will be more conducive to the birth of perfect love;

Third, loyalty. This is one of the necessary conditions for perfect love, but the connotation of "loyalty" varies in different periods. In early literature, loyalty also meant uniqueness, but in some later "NP" works, this was gradually diluted, and loyalty became non-exclusive, that is, no longer limited to the uniqueness of the object. This study has reservations about this discrepancy, and may be able to provide a definitive answer after the end of the paper.

Fourth, trust may encounter a variety of problems and tests in love, and mutual trust is the "touchstone" to help solve problems and withstand tests, so trust can be said to be the core element of perfect love. At the same time, it is also fragile. Rumors, slander, suspicion, suspicion, deception, etc., can lead to the shattering of trust and the end of love. It is this contradiction of trust that determines the complexity and changeability of love.

(2) Relevant sub-topics

In order to study the "perfect love of the emperor" in an all-round and in-depth way, the following sub-topics may be derived:

1. What are the manifestations of the emperor's perfect love?

2. Is there a "shelf life" for the emperor's perfect love?

3. What factors could ruin the perfect love of an emperor?

4. What options can the other party have after the end of the emperor's perfect love?

5. Will there be phases and recoverability in the perfect love of the emperor?

6. Is it necessary to fight for flawed imperial love?

The simulation will attempt to think about and answer one or more of the above sub-topics.

3. Simulation unfolding

(1) Model 1: The experience of the Xiangwang

That day, I followed my father into the palace to meet the imperial servant, and saw a little girl carved in pink, she looked me up and down with black glass-like eyes, and asked in a childish soft child's voice: "Brother Qingchen, do you want to be my king to play with me in the future?" "Oh my God, I'm going to be in love with the Queen, but not a pedophile, let alone a nanny!!! Professor, I'm going to complain about the central computer \&#%¥...#¥$@\&". That year, I was 16 years old and Shui Ruo was 8 years old.

That day, the red candle was burning, the hibiscus tent was warm, and looking at Shui Ruo, who fell asleep because he was tired of the wedding ceremony and didn't have to change his clothes, I couldn't help but sigh secretly: "I'm sure I was cheated by Min Xin this time, I just want to fall in love, why should I be involved in the mediation of court disputes and power?" God, spare me! Shui'er on the side frowned uneasily, tightened the corner of my clothes in his hand, and muttered, "Brother Qingchen, I'm afraid." I brushed her eyebrows away, "That's it, for the sake of the child's early bereavement, it is also pitiful, and wait for me to remove the left minister who controls the government and the wolf smoke rising on the border, and then hand over a stable country to you." That year, I was 20 years old and Shui Ruo was 12 years old.

That day, I was still in the side hall to review the recital until the middle of the moon, Shui Er secretly blindfolded me from behind, and complained with dissatisfaction: "Brother Qingchen, I said that you should go back to the room early tonight, your birthday gift, I, I ......" Looking at the girl's misty eyes, the shy and timid pink cheeks, and the cherry lips pursed because of anxiety, there were bursts of tenderness in my heart, and my little water grew up. She is the queen of Qingguo, a unique pearl, and a lover who we want to know and accompany in this life. Tonight, she gave me herself as a gift, so let her be my real wife. Shui'er, don't be afraid, Brother Qingchen will accompany you to complete another lesson in life tonight. That year, I was 24 years old and Shui Ruo was 16 years old.

On that day, Shui Ruo had just been in power for two years. Watching her gradually and skillfully reply to the report of the household servant, thinking back on so many years, watching her from a three-foot child to today's majestic son, from youth to maturity, is quite a bit of a relief that my daughter has grown up. Thinking of Shui'er's delicateness, Shui'er's attachment, Shui'er's starry eyes under the moon, and the ten thousand styles between the beds, I can't help but feel a little ripple in my heart. Suddenly, I heard Shui'er say, "Considering that Lord Xiangwang has been unwell recently, I will transfer Wang Xi back to Beijing from Shucheng to take charge of the defense of Gyeonggi." I was startled and looked up at the water, but she turned her gaze away from me. The heart seemed to be slowly clenched by a hand, and the breath gradually became breathless: "Why? Why don't you believe I'll return the favor to you? Why don't you just ask me? If you ask, I want you to explain that I want to give you a world of peace after the situation in the country has completely calmed down; If you want, I will gradually give it back to you without causing concussion in the court; If you want, I will further restrain the Bai family's actions and forces. But you didn't, you are such a sudden order to repay our 12 years of friendship, 8 years of husband and wife, and 4 years of love? And thousands of days and nights of my exhaustion? If you don't have the heart, I will leave, and my light dust will not be reduced to begging you for love." That year, I was 28 years old and Shui Ruo was 20 years old.

That day I closed the door of my room and dismissed all my subordinates. He got out of bed and sat down at the table panting. Wry smile: I really didn't expect that the ancients would not deceive me, it turned out that love poison can really kill people, and it turns out that the greater the mental power, the more vivid the pain of biting the heart, this kind of suffering, can be regarded as a fresh experience. Two years, just make this body weak. But fortunately, it was delayed for two years, which was enough for me to slowly transfer power, and the change of courtiers was stable. Shui'er, that's all I can do for you. But thinking about it, I still felt a little unwilling, so I picked up a pen and wrote down a piece of paper, and then slowly closed my eyes. That year, I was 30 years old and Shui'er was 22 years old.

On the letterhead:

"The butterfly is in front of the flower, you are too beautiful under the moon, let me be nostalgic for you

There is a reflection of you in the room, which makes me smile

The plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River is still talking about the spring dawn in detail

The small bridge flows, the falling flowers float, and I cook wine to pour out my sorrows and sleepless nights

Who is watching the moon and the black cry with you, why are the flowers flying all over the sky?

Do you remember you and me, and now I am like a moth to a flame?

Sigh that the red walls and green tiles of the year have been reduced to fragments, and they are full of gossip for you.

It's easy to draw me, but it's hard to keep it in your heart, and the passing water has become a floating year in the past

The fog is in the water pavilion, kiss your face on my behalf, too much sweetness I have drifted away with the wind

Love has never changed, as if yesterday was back in the blink of an eye when we met"

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Xiaoyu: Interview, what are your feelings and inspirations for this simulation?

Qingchen: (sighs) In the past few years, I was completely taking care of children, but luckily I used her as a toy, and Shui'er was well-behaved, so I had a lot of fun. Later, the two of us got along with each other, and I really experienced a lot of the kind of joy (smiling memories) described in the novel. But then Shui'er's distrust of me made me feel sad here. My mental strength made me unresponsive to a lot of external stimuli, but I had never experienced this kind of discomfort before. In the end, the body couldn't stand the pain, so it broke down, and I went back to the small building.

Laughing Fish: Do you think you've got perfect love this time?

Qingchen: (hesitating) Love should be there, is it perfect? I'm not sure. In those years of our love, it was indeed a mutual affection, affection, mutual trust, and loyalty to each other, if you refer to the previous standards, it should be more perfect, right? But later, due to power, she ended her trust in me, and our love must have been imperfect. In the end, I simply put an end to the coexistence as well, so (Light Dust made a head-chopping pose), everything was over.

Xiaoyu: In other words, the problem of this simulation is mainly about power, and you should pay attention to this point in the next simulation. So, do you have any justification for the professor's duty to make you deliberately make a painful appearance to show the queen and make her miserable too?

Qingchen (Qingji): You go and try to install one! If you can pretend to be emaciated to death, I'll help you apply for Pascal's (post-civilization Oscar) directly. I just experienced the sigh of the moon at the time when I was unhappy in my heart. What the? Why not shy away? Why should I shy away? She is the one who makes me miserable, why should I hide it? If I want to say revenge, I just left her a letter at the end, a little stimulation (pouting).

Laughing Fish (cold sweat): Your little revenge? I can't imagine what your "big" revenge looks like. But then again, the last letter is still a bit of a literary one!

Qingchen (laughs): After the award, I adapted it from the lyrics of a song "Spring Dawn in the Suidi Embankment", thanks to Minxin, I really can't remember if she didn't force me to sing.

Xiaoyu: That's all for today's interview, light dust, take a good rest, and then let's do a second simulation.

Light Dust: ...

Postscript:

Qingchen's story is very short, especially after the 96 chapters of Jinjie, the past and present life chapters of Han, and the 554 chapters that predict the future stormy future, it is simply pitiful. And in this short 9 chapters, the reincarnation of the fourth world of light dust is summarized, which cannot be said to be unrefined. But on the other hand, it is precisely because of the limitation of space that it is difficult to show a comprehensive, vivid, and soul-touching light dust. Although the professor's criticism sounds reasonable at first, when you think about it carefully, a certain fish really can't agree with all of them: why did the professor and his classmates only see the injuries of the first queen of Qing, the madness of the queens of the later generations, the remorse of the king of Yan, and the madness of the emperor of Chu, but no one noticed the sadness and bitterness of Qingchen? Qingchen is a human being rather than a god, I think, if you don't really devote yourself to love in the first life, break your heart, and want to be a little haggard due to depression and the lights dry because of grief, I'm afraid it's not an easy task, right? If it weren't for the true love of the second life, then there wouldn't be so much resistance and resentment towards the queen's new monarch, right? If it weren't for the wholehearted support of Bamboo Horse in the third life, then the distrust of King Yan would not have taken such a decisive revenge, right?

If it weren't for Ruohong's careful protection and painstaking teaching in the fourth generation, then the vacillation of Emperor Chu would have been extreme to the point of dissecting his heart to clear his ambitions, right? Looking at it all the way, what I saw was a light dust that was stabbed, hurt, hurt, and scared by love little by little, so in the reincarnation of the next life, I didn't dare to let myself go to love, so I simply ran away as soon as there was a stir. Light Dust's tactics may have been drastic, but it was only revenge against his mock-subjects, and the extent of this revenge depended largely on their self-punishment, and I never thought he was deliberately trying to bring great disaster to the world. Therefore, there is this paper, the original intention is to defend Qingchen from the perspective of Qingchen (although he is disdainful of Qingchen's pride) and vent Qingchen's grievances and unwillingness. As for what is written in the end, I don't dare to guarantee that my skills are limited (gnawing my fingers...... ）。 If you have any opinions, please feel free to give advice.

Laughing fish sighed on December 23, 2007. I wish Spring and Autumn a happy birthday, and send water and Xiaomeng's birthday gifts. (That, the paper is not finished to be continued, but the time is not guaranteed, holding your head and running away)

On the Perfect Love of the Emperor (2)

- Light dust simulation, laughing fish transcript

3. Simulation unfolding

(2) Simulation 2: Pet King

I sat alone in the cold earthy temple. Eight wine jugs are crooked at their feet, but it is difficult to get drunk, but the scenes of the past are clearly reproduced in front of your eyes:

On that day, I was chasing an elk and met you, who had been injured in a hunt, and I was alone and struggling with a mad bear. I immediately drew the silver arrow, aimed slightly, and shot the arrow, right in the throat of the drugged black bear. You were frightened, looking at me, you were so stunned and amazing;

On that day, you patiently listened to me tell me about my father's sad departure after my mother's remarriage, and the difficulty of taking me to live alone for many years, and regretfully agreed to my request to take my father's surname. Only later did I know how many reproaches you faced in the court, withstood the huge pressure, and admonished the ministers in front of the palace in order to take me who insisted on the surname "Fang" into the harem. Your care, your domineering, your thoughtfulness, your tenderness, cover my heart warm;

That morning, you brought me to this elegant and atmospheric palace, I stared blankly at the big "Dust Palace" inlaid with glass above, and your soft whisper in my ear: "Chen'er, this is the palace I built for you, the dust represents you, and the Huan represents my love for you, beyond the territory of my Qingguo, boundless." In the days that followed, in this hall, you played fairy music, and I danced the sword for you, and performed the legendary phoenix nirvana; In this study hall, I chant poems and you paint, and there are you and I smiling in the paintings; On this high bed soft pillow, you and I have been turned over countless times, and the mandarin ducks are crossed, and the beautiful ni is wrapped around mian.

That night, for the first time, you brought a frown and depressed eyes with you. I know you're definitely in trouble. If you wish, I am willing to share it with you; If you don't say it, I understand your understanding, and I will continue to make you laugh as if I don't know anything. During the meal that day, you wanted to talk a few times, until in the end, you only squeezed out a message that made me restrain my words and deeds in the future. Not long after, I heard the rumors of your canonization of the new concubine from the mouths of my subordinates, do you know how chilling your move makes me?

That night, in a fit of rage, you broke into the temple of the world and asked me why I was so drugged for fear that you would have someone else's child. Why is it only because he is worried about his own honor, but he does not care about the future of Qingguo? You are one sentence at a time, and the reproach is like a sharp sword, and the sword is in love with me. Why? Could it be that three years of love can't match the eagerness of your son? So much so that you can be blinded by such a clumsy lie! Why? After many years of getting along, you still don't understand our Qingchen's pride and bottom line? So much so that I can't see the evil intentions and gloating faces of other male concubines at all! Does love really have a shelf life? Is it really my wishful thinking to be loyal to each other? Since your relationship with me has already been stained, why should I beg for mercy here? "Since the king has already decided that Qingchen is guilty, why do you waste time with me, a sinner? If you want to kill, you have to cut the light dust, and listen to it. I said coldly, so angry that you grabbed the vase on the desk, smashed it at my feet, and walked away.

The lingering fragrance of the golden scorpion still swirled in the hall, mixed with a few traces of choking smoke. I sniffed hard and snorted coldly, it's not easy, it's finally burning, it seems that the sons of those vassal kings still have a bit of courage and ability! Changing his posture, he casually picked up the flask next to the table and continued to pour wine into his mouth.

"Light dust! Light dust! What the hell are you doing? Do you know that the fire is about to burn? Why don't you get out yet? Min Xin's disturbing voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Why should I go out?" I replied lazily in my mind, and took another sip of wine, "Don't forget, but the king asked me to reflect on it behind closed doors in the Mortal Hall for three months."

"You have to pick a time when you are willful! It's almost burning eyebrows, and it's still awkward here. "It's really rare, Min Xin's voice was actually mixed with a little anxiety: "Be careful that the professor sentences you a * and denies your paper"

"It's okay, I didn't set the fire myself, at most I stimulated those people when they came to provoke, and then induced them, and then I didn't save myself after the fire burned, and it didn't work hard to investigate*. What's more, the simulation of this life is not successful, and it will be passed by the professor anyway, so you let me be quiet for a while, rest assured, after drinking this pot of wine, I will soon go back to you to settle accounts, and when the time comes, hehe...... "I deliberately grinded my teeth viciously.

After being silent for a while, Min Xin's voice sounded again, "Qingchen, do you think you have found the perfect love you want in this life?" ”

I was slightly stunned, is it perfect? Indeed, in this life, I have a relatively easy life, and I don't have as many government affairs and concerts to bother me in my previous life. Under the pampering and tolerance of Nihuang, I lived arbitrarily and openly, and my life in those three years could be regarded as happy as a fairy. Is this kind of love perfect? If so, then the later estrangement and suspicion prove that perfect love is not equal to eternal love? So how should its duration be defined? If not, then is only love that has withstood the test of various temptations perfect love? If it has been tested once, will it take a second, third, or countless trials in the future until the body is destroyed and life is exhausted, and the perfect love can be considered to be achieved?

"Qingchen, you speak, Qingchen!"

I laughed at myself, what kind of stupidity, Fang Qingchen. If the previous love was perfect enough, then I have already experienced it in this life; If the previous one wasn't perfect, I don't want to go through the two years of suffering in my previous life again. So no matter what, it's time to go back to Xiaolou. "Rotten girl, you're so annoying, why do you care so much. If you're interested in watching the following shows, shut up, and if you're not interested, get out! If you are verbose, I will block it out, so that you can't see the development behind it. ”

"You! You! How dare you threaten me%¥#......%##%... ¥\&%$#, what's even sadder is that I actually accepted your threat" Min Xin faked crying a few times. I sighed silently, knowing that she couldn't compete with my curiosity.

Beside him, the fire was already burning. The tongue of fire greedily licked the ornate carved beams and paintings, and the main hall groaned and trembled in the flames, which was amazingly beautiful. "Dust Servant! Dust Servant! "The palace people shouted in unison outside the palace." Light dust, light dust, are you still in it! Answer me! Light dust! In the middle was the voice of Nihuang who did not hide his anxiety and panic. You're finally here, the time is just right, and the final show is about to begin. I smiled coldly, poured the last bit of the wine jug into my mouth, got up and straightened the gorgeous dance costume embroidered with ice silk and red dyed gold thread, tried the coiling dragon soft sword wrapped around my waist, and jumped to the top of the hall, landing on the square platform specially built by Nihuang to make it easier for us to see the stars.

There was chaos below, some people were hurrying to carry water, some were busy putting out fires, and some were trying to rush into the main hall. Although my internal strength is not as pure as Han's, not as strong as Xiaorong, and not as far as Jinjie, but it still plays the role of a megaphone at this distance, right? Luckily, I called, "Your Majesty! The people at the bottom all became wooden chickens when they looked up.

"Light dust, come down quickly, the hall is about to fall, dangerous!"

I shook my head, "Your Majesty, how dare you go out of the palace without permission?" ”

"Qingchen, I shouldn't have misunderstood you, the confinement is lifted, you come down quickly, let's talk about the rest later" There was actually a hint of crying in Nihuang's voice.

I continued to shake my head, regardless of whether she could see it clearly: "The emperor's edict, how can it be changed overnight?" And Qingchen has been favored by the king for three years but has nothing to do, and he should have asked to go. Now that the hall is inexplicably on fire, isn't it God's punishment for light dust? "Raise your hand, get up.

"Don't! Qingchen, all mistakes are my fault, don't do stupid things! Nihuang's voice was sharp, and the tail note was a little trembling.

No, no, I'm not going to kill myself. "Your Majesty, you are no longer blessed to serve your king. Finally, I presented a sword dance song, wishing my prince and grandson prosperity and eternal inheritance! After saying that, I no longer looked at Nihuang's desperate shaking of her head, nor did I listen to her voice. With the fire as the curtain, with the burning crackling and peeling as the play, dancing in the wind, the sword is like silver light flowing, the clothes are like colorful butterflies, and when the phoenix nirvana dance is finished, I jumped down and plunged into the raging sea of fire. There was a heart-rending "Light Dust!" in my ears! ”

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Thank you to the roses, angels, and sha for their encouragement. If I hadn't read your message, I don't think I would have had the courage to make it up. Hehe, although my stepmother doesn't seem to like my comments very much (crying, I've never left a message), but if someone wants to see it, I'll still try to break it.

On the Perfect Love of the Emperor (3)

1. First encounter (light dust)

I lazily rolled over in bed and couldn't help but curse: NND, when is the end of the baby's life! In addition to eating and sleeping, they are all about to become pigs!

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the nurse tiptoe into the house, put something next to me, wrapped my quilt in her hand, and gently withdrew. When she walked away, I crawled over to see that there was a baby sleeping in the swaddling clothes. The pink face, the red little mouth pouted, and the eyelashes were like small fans, and they trembled slightly.

I'm so happy, I'm worried that I don't have a toy, so I'll send one! I pinch, I pinch, I pinch, wow, the little guy's face feels so good, tender like shallots, pinched a mark; Played for a while and didn't respond? pinched his nose again, looked at his little face and was slightly red, but he didn't expect this doll to open his mouth and go to sleep; Still not waking up? I looked around, and then I grabbed the hair tassel hanging from my hat and leaned over to scratch his neck. This time, there was a reaction, and the baby waved his hand, just grabbing my hair, and he didn't let go. Anger rises from my heart, evil grows to the side of my guts, and I bite it!

Uh, forgot, I haven't had teeth yet. Embarrassment

2. Classmates (note: the meaning of learning together) (Yanli)

I rubbed my sore wrist and looked up at the door of the school, which was still empty. Sighing, he flipped through the pages and resigned himself to copying the article he had spoken yesterday.

"Little Ben Pear! Was he punished by the master again? A crisp voice suddenly sounded. I looked up at the door in surprise: "Qingchen, you're finally here!" "Huh? Why no one? Turning his head again, a small man in white was smiling and leaning against the window.

"Why did you jump out of the window again? Beware of falling! I scrambled to my feet.

"You think I'm as stupid as you are?" Qingchen pursed his lips and walked over. "It's been almost two hours since school, why haven't you finished copying it yet? How many times have you been punished this time? As he spoke, he handed me a steamed cake, "Oh, are you hungry?" Pad first"

"I've been punished ten times, I've already copied it all over, and there are three times left" I happily took the steamed cake, let go of my chair, and gently pinched it on my face.

"I really don't know how it grows? After pinching for so many years, the feel is still the same," the little man muttered while waving his pen.

I was happily eating the sweet steamed cake on the side, looking at Qingchen's focused side face, and couldn't help but think of the jokes of the two parents: "When I was pregnant, I thought that if it was a man and a woman, I would be engaged as husband and wife; If they are both men or women, they will marry Jinlan. The result is two boys, and you two will be brothers in the future, and you must help each other and love each other. "Light dust, you know? It's not like I can't memorize books at all. I just like this, quietly watching you copy books for me, so happy and warm.

3. Change (light dust)

The moon is in the middle of the sky. The Fang Mansion, which used to be brilliantly lit, fell into darkness tonight. The courtyard was silent, and the ground was in shambles. A gust of wind blew, and the half-ruined doors and windows creaked and groaned, enough to be used for ghost films.

I sat on the branch of the ancient acacia in the courtyard, and I had nowhere to vent in my heart, so I could only hold the leaf on a branch with hatred to vent my anger: Silly old man! Stupid old man! Stupid old man! Knowing that the Dog Emperor was going to send someone to raid his house, he still wanted to pretend to be a loyal minister, insisting on the so-called "the monarch wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die". What a fool! What's the use of letting me escape alone? Even if I wait until I redress your grievances, your bones will almost turn to ashes, and this false name will be useless!

Click, the latch slammed softly. My heart tightened, and I slowed down my breathing, and the cold hairs on my back stood on end. You can't be so unlucky, right? Doesn't that mean the most dangerous place is the safest place? Where did the rice buckets of those imperial courts come from, and that wisdom guessed that I was still hiding in the Fang Mansion? My brain searched for a quick response, my whole body tensed, ready to deliver a fatal blow when the other party found me.

"Light Dust, are you here?" A deliberately low, soft, slightly trembling voice came from the direction of the side door. I was stunned, patronizing the sad spring and autumn and forgetting that the Yan family was also unlucky. This little guy hasn't been caught, why don't you hide quickly and dare to come here? Gently spun around and fell to the ground, I whispered, "Xiaoli, I'm here." ”

A thick-eyed, tiger-headed teenager cowered from the corner. I pulled him to my side, "What's wrong with your family?" How did you get here? As he asked, he looked nervously in the moonlight: his clothes were stained with mud, his little face had been turned into a cat's face because he had cried and rubbed with dirty hands, his eyes were as red as rabbits, and there were marks of abrasions on his hands and knees. Luckily, there were no serious injuries, and I was relieved.

"Qingchen, at home, everyone in the family has been arrested", Xiaoli sobbed and choked, and didn't dare to make a loud noise, just grabbed my sleeve tightly: "There are a lot of people here, and the things in the house are either sealed or smashed." My mother said that both of us were framed and asked Uncle Mo to take me to escape. I'm so scared! I don't believe you've been taken away by them, you're so smart! I begged Uncle Mo to bring me to save you, I searched all over the back mountain where we usually play but couldn't find it, woo, I almost thought I would never see you again. ”

I sighed in my heart, poor Xiaoli had just turned 10 years old, and he suddenly suffered the blow of this family. "Xiaoli is not afraid, not afraid", I hugged him gently, "Qingchen is here, no one can bully us Xiaoli". The child trembled slightly, and tried to stand up, "I'm not afraid, I still have to protect Qingchen!" ”

A wave of warmth welled up in my heart. Xiaoli, there is a day when we are light and dusty, and no one can hurt you.

4. Xiyi (Yanli)

I put down the book in my hand, stood up and paced to the window. Looking out of the window, Qingchen was dancing with a sword. In March, the peach blossoms are blooming. Under the pink clouds and smoke, the young man in the green shirt dazzled the sword dancers. This Qingchen has loved beauty since he was a child, and even Xiwu is specially selected to practice this exquisite move.

It has been five years since Qingchen and I went to Shu Mountain with Uncle Mo and studied art under the three masters. The master is a martial idiot, and it is said that he has reached an unfathomable realm; The second master is good at medicine and astrology; The third master is proficient in marching and arranging. I originally wanted to practice a peerless martial art to avenge my parents, but I was changed by Qingchen's words:

"Martial arts? Just study, do you really plan to take this as your main business? Do you want to be a chivalrous man in the future, so that you can walk the rivers and lakes and do chivalrous deeds? Or wait for the peerless martial arts, fly the eaves and go to the wall to slaughter the dog emperor? Don't toss, obediently learn the military book with the third master, it may be of great use in the future. And you've loved that since you were a kid, haven't you? With the guidance of the three masters, you should be able to learn and succeed quickly. I? Don't worry, I'm so talented, intelligent, wise, and martial arts, who loves flowers and flowers, who bullied me? If I don't bully people, they should snicker. ”

Thinking of the boy's tilted head and the playful look in his eyes, I pursed my lips and smiled. Speaking of which, my brother is really willful: he is obviously very good at understanding and never forgetting, but he is not interested in the art of war, which makes the third master sigh again and again; Learning martial arts is also only a practice that he can see, and he can also improve the moves by himself, so that the master is angry and loving to him; He only studied surgery, and he spent his days wondering how to use a knife, so frightened that the animals that were experimented in the mountains now fled from him; I don't like to treat people, but I am very proficient in poison. And I like to wander in the mountains for nothing, and I caught a bunch of strange animals to raise, so angry that the second master jumped all day long.

Seeing the teenager closing his momentum and gathering his anger. I took a cup of tea and sent it out, "Light dust, take a break!" Qingchen took the tea, pinched it on my face, and complained in frustration, "Look at how thin you have become now?" There's nothing left to pinch on your face! "I laughed, thanks to my amateur martial arts practice, now my height has dropped a lot, my face has also faded from the fleshy baby fat, and the lines have become harder. Although it looks a lot better than when it was young, it often makes friends complain. Qingchen hasn't changed much, it's still Lingyu's handsome appearance, the bigger it is, the more people can't take their eyes off.

"How are you reading the military books, we may be going down the mountain in the near future."

"Huh? Did the master say it? How did I not know? ”

"Stupid pear, how could the master be willing to let me go down the mountain! It was I who watched the sky at night and found that there would be changes in the world. Haven't you always wanted to avenge your family? This is an opportunity for us to join in the uprising and remove the Dog Emperor from his throne. ”

I think the master is eager for you to come down the mountain quickly! I argued a little in my heart. But if it's really as Qingchen said, it's really time to leave. Qingchen, I will definitely do my best to protect you this time.

5. Night Attack (Light Dust)

In the middle of the night, I sneaked through the woods with a small group of men. Nnd, those old guys will bully young people, and when they encounter hard bones, they will push them to Xiaoli, why do we want to carry the most elite army of Liang State? With only 8,000 people, against 30,000 well-armed enemies, no matter how you look at it, there is no chance of victory, and there is a headache.

But fortunately, I once played a historical game of "War of the Republic", and I was quite impressed by the guerrilla strategy of a general surnamed Mao thousands of years ago. Therefore, when he was about to go down to Shushan, he concocted a copy of "Mao's Art of War" and threw it to Xiaoli, lying to him that it was handed over by the third master before leaving. Now it seems that he was right to encourage him to focus on the art of war. Xiaoli has a very high understanding in this regard, and in just two years, he can not only experience some of the essences of it, but also combine the formation with local conditions. This time, according to his plan, he first took the "tail" around Qishan for a few months, waited until the Liang army was exhausted and dizzy, and then laid out a long coiled formation according to the growth of the dense forest, just waiting for the current lure of the enemy to go deep into the net and kill it all.

I stopped abruptly, and with years of experience wandering in the mountains, the atmosphere on this mountain was not quite right. After some exploration, sure enough, traces of a large number of troops were found. Damn, why did you collide with Liang Jun's left flank here.

……

TMD！ I slashed my sword through the necks of the two soldiers, and my bowels were almost blue: I had planned to assassinate a thousand and hundreds of people at night while the other party was unprepared, and then provoke them while the other party was frightened, and then lure the Liang army into an ambush that had already been laid out. Unexpectedly, in addition to the garrison here, the right wing of the Liang army was not far away, which led to a situation where the two were encircling and intercepting us, miscalculation, miscalculation. As I retreated in embarrassment, I sent a secret signal to my subordinates, signaling that they should be led deeper into the woods as planned.

The thick blood irritated my nerves, and I gasped against the tree. In the fierce battle in the middle of the night, I don't know how many people's lives my sword has taken, and I don't know how many blood holes I have left on my body. Smile bitterly, ancient novels kill people! Which one said that if you are strong in martial arts, you can enter and leave the army of 10,000 people at will, like entering a no-man's land?! I really should have brought that unscrupulous author to him try. My mind was a little drowsy, my consciousness was slightly blurred, I gritted my teeth, and once again forced myself to concentrate, with the slightest ray of morning light, I identified the surroundings, and it seemed that they were not far from their ambush. "Xiaoli, if you can't arrive in time, I'm afraid I'll have to explain here today!" I forcibly lifted my breath and cut off the branches beside me, making a rattling sound.

"Over there, he's over there! Chase! A noisy shout came from my ears, and I turned around and continued to run south.

One step, two steps, I have long been unable to perform any light skills, almost with an instinct, staggering forward. Suddenly, arrows rang out around him, and the pursuers behind him wailed. My heart was relieved, and a vague flash flashed in my mind: "Xiaoli, I can judge that the situation has changed from the delay of luring the enemy, and then change the response strategy, you are getting more and more powerful" and then let my consciousness withdraw.

6. Decision (Yanli)

I paced anxiously in the tent. Two hours have passed, and according to the plan, Qingchen should have brought Liang Jun a long time ago, unless ......

I'm in a daze, can it be said that there is a change in the middle? Forcibly holding back the uneasiness in my heart, I urgently summoned my men into the account, "The situation may change. Just in case, here, here, and here," I pointed to a few places on the marching map, "and withdraw the men and horses, here and here, with a focus on strengthening the troops." I quickly arranged it, and now that the time is urgent, I can only change the long disk array to a python formation slightly. Although this will prolong the war, it can deal with more Liang troops. "Commander Zhang, Captain Zhu, you two lead the second team of Yuguan and Yuling to guard the north and south directions; General Cui and General Liu, the two of you are stationed in the east and west formations with the second team of feather beak and feather claw. Except for the troops defending the formation, the rest of the men and horses went with me to meet them. ”

……

The day of fierce fighting has finally passed. Although it was tragic, Yan Yu finally wiped out the main force of the Liang army in the dense forest of Qishan, and only a small group of men and horses escaped from the mountain.

I dragged my tired body back into the tent. Qingchen lay weakly on my bed, still unconscious. The jumping lights shone on him, casting a long silhouette. His face was pale, his former red lips turned a faint crimson, his delicate brows furrowed slightly, pale, weak, as if he would fade away before my eyes if he didn't pay attention. Recalling the scene when I saw Qingchen lying on the ground covered in blood, the pain of my heart trembled. Walking quickly to the bed, he hesitantly put his hand under his nose and tried his breath, "It's okay, it's okay, he's alive." I tried to comfort myself: "Don't be nervous, don't scare yourself." Qingchen will wake up, he won't leave me. ”

For three days, I couldn't sleep and was restless. I have never regretted that I didn't study medicine in the first place, as I do now. Light dust, light dust, do you know how bad it is to look at you powerlessly and helplessly!

"Water ......", an almost inaudible moan came, and I was ecstatic and hurriedly called the military doctor. After careful inspection, the military doctor replied that Qingchen was still not awake, but if he was conscious, it meant that the dangerous period had passed, and he only needed to recuperate well in the later stage. I was slightly relieved, waved him out, and carefully lifted Qingchen up with a glass of water.

The water poured into it and flowed down the corners of Qingchen's mouth. I hesitated and took a sip. Bow your head, use your tongue to open your clenched teeth, and slowly cross the water in. The lips of light dust are cold, and there is almost no temperature. I panicked and tossed and turned, trying to melt the cold with my lips. A little deeper, a little deeper, while warming the light dust, I also felt hot and restless, unconsciously chasing the tongue of the light dust, indulging in that softness.

Poof! The oil lamp sparked. I was shocked: Yanli, Yanli, what are you doing?! Light dust is your confidant, your arm, your doctor, your sword, how can you do that? You must be too nervous, yes, yes, to have that strange reaction to Qingchen. It seems that it is really time to consider Commander Wang's proposal, marrying his daughter, not only can he get the support of Wang Jiajun, but also after getting married, there should be no such messy thoughts.

For the first time in my life, I didn't dare to look at my friends again. After carefully laying him flat and covering him, I fled from the tent in panic.

7. Breaking the City (Light Dust)

The army has besieged Liangdu for more than a month.

In the big tent, the generals were discussing the strategy of attacking the city. I watched coldly and listened to Xiaoli deny the opinions of his subordinates one by one:

"It is not advisable to storm strongly, although the defenders of Liangdu are limited, the city is high and the walls are thick, and forcible behavior will increase the casualties of our army."

"It is not advisable to poison the upper reaches of the river, although this can cut off the water source of Liangdu, but it involves the lives of the people in the whole city, and the means are too extreme."

"It is not advisable to stay trapped for a long time, although the supply of Liangdu, which has become a lonely city, is limited, but considering the food and clothing of our army's 10,000-strong army, it will be harmful to our army in the long run."

"Not ......"

"According to intelligence, General Chu, who defended the city, was not a pedantic person. King Liang has been tyrannical for many years, and the people have lived hard, and he knows better than us. I believe that if I can go to his house and lobby him, I will be able to convince him. Besides, if there is an army of 10,000 people outside the city and does not fight, it can also cause psychological pressure on the other party, and they dare not act rashly against me. You don't need to persuade me, I've made up my mind. After speaking, the subordinates were silent for a while, and then they heard a flattery of "heroic lord, benevolent, fearless, and loving the people". "Light dust, what do you say?" Yan Li looked at me with a smile.

Hum! Wayward! Although this method is excellent for both the military and the people, it will also help you to become a benevolent monarch in the future. But it is extremely dangerous for you. You've decided, what else do you ask me? "Yan Shuai's good policy of sacrificing himself for others, dare to have a presumptuous opinion?" I said sarcastically, and then, without waiting for him to reply, I turned and walked out of the tent. Behind him, you can faintly hear:

"Hmph, what does he think he is? Dare to look at no one, arrogant to the extreme......"

"Fang Qingchen is arrogant because he has made some contributions, and he doesn't even take Yan Shuai in his eyes......"

"If the marshal doesn't suppress Fang Qingchen's arrogance again, it will inevitably ......"

In the evening, I checked my carry-on gear again, and then sneaked into Yan Li's military tent. Seeing that there was no one in the tent, I walked over, picked up the book on the table, glanced at it a few times, and fell into deep thought:

In the three years since the First Battle of Qishan, Xiao Li's prestige in the army has become increasingly strong: he skillfully used good tactics to defeat the Liang army, which was five times the size of "Yan Yu", and fled in disarray; Brave and good at fighting, he not only played the name of "Yanyu Iron Guard", but also consolidated his leading position in the army; With generosity, benevolence and righteousness, he won the unanimous love of the army, and attracted many people in the country to defect. Seeing this, I am not unhappy or relieved in my heart. But at the same time, it seems that it was after that war that Xiaoli and I began to have an invisible separation. Since when? He began to consult with me on everything, and even the marriage was easily informed to me after the decision was made; Since when? I am no longer the only one in his eyes, and military power and strife have begun to dominate his gaze. Since when? He began to use tender appeasement and thunderous means to subdue the generals. Since when? He looked at me with a look of disinterest, confusion, suspicion, and unease.

Sighing, our light dust is not reduced to explaining to you in a low voice, asking for your trust and understanding. If you want to be willful, be willful, it's just that I'm too lazy to look at it. I'll go for you this time, even if it's a test of your boldness. If you win the bet, it means that you have successfully possessed the domineering and measure of a monarch, and if you lose the bet, it will be even if I use my life to repay our love for many years.

There was a sound of soft footsteps in my ears, and I flashed to the door, and slashed at the back of his neck with a knife when Xiao Li opened the curtain and came in. Then gently carried him to the bed and placed a piece of letterhead on the table. Picked up the book and left resolutely.

"Yan Li:

The mission is dangerous tonight, I will go on your behalf, if it succeeds, open the city gate at the third watch, and you are ready to lead the army into the city. If it fails, it will be my fate.

Light dust word"

8. Dinner (Yanli)

I sat on the throne of the former Liang Kingdom, sipping the wine in the luminous cup. Although there is a clear sound of silk and bamboo, it has never entered the ears; Although there is a beautiful girl dancing, she has never noticed it, and her heart is full of light dust.

The lobby was noisy and lively, everyone was laughing and laughing, clapping and drinking, and he sat quietly alone, tasting wine slowly. I saw him twist a grape and put it in his mouth, and then the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were full of tenderness. I stared at the grape fiercely, wishing that I could replace the lucky grape and enter his mouth.

Since the night when Qingchen was injured in the first battle of Qishan, I have been awakened in my sleep countless times. In the dream, Qingchen's snow-white body, thick eyes, and red lips all caused me to have a dry mouth and burn my body. I thought that if I got married and became married, I would be able to dispel my ridiculous idea of my brother, but it was completely useless.

Once this thought took root in my heart, I did not dare to dwell on the light dust as I did when I was a child, for fear that he would find out about this dirty thought, and then despise and alienate me. I don't know if Qingchen has found anything from it, although the attitude is still the same, but there is also a faint trace of alienation and coldness. Light dust and light dust, why am I in power, but I can't see your admiration for me, your eyes are always a pool of deep water? Why can't I get your sincere appreciation for my decision, and the smile on the corner of your mouth looks so dazzling? Why can't you obey my orders, and you never forget to challenge my bottom line?

I took a sip of wine irritably, and while absentmindedly answering the greeting of my subordinates, I was indignant: Why? Why are you always immersed in your own world? How can you not look at me all night? (Xiaoyu: That's Qingchen chatting with Zhang Minxin, so naturally I can't care about you) Just thinking about it, the music is on break, the last group of people left, and a new group of dancing girls was replaced.

"Yan Shuai, this is the most prestigious music class in the capital, especially the leading dancer Qianqian girl, not only beautiful, but also excellent dancing skills, dancing on the palm of the hand is a must."

I looked at it, and sure enough, it was a rare beauty. His eyes unconsciously slipped to Qingchen, and he actually found that he was staring intently at the woman in the dance hall. Suddenly, there were five flavors in my heart: Qingchen, do you have a crush on this woman? How can she steal your full attention? (Xiaoyu: That, I misunderstood you, this is Qingchen's unconscious performance when chatting.) Moreover, you can run to marry a wife yourself, why don't you allow Qingchen to find his happiness? Although I am absolutely impossible to tell you that his happiness is you)

Suddenly, Qingchen's face became pale, and his whole body exuded a tense and sad atmosphere, I turned my head to see that Qianqian was pointing on the palm-sized elevated shelf with one foot, staging the difficult "**Feiyan". The heart is sour: are you nervous? Are you worried about her getting hurt? So you can't bear it? couldn't help but hurriedly interrupt: "Qingchen, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Qingchen was stunned, looked up at me for the first time, a few hesitations flashed in his eyes, and replied lightly: "It's nothing, it's just, I suddenly remembered some of the past——"

My heart was slightly relieved, and I still didn't feel at ease when I thought about it: "That's the case - if you are unwell, go back and rest first, I know that you have never liked to be too noisy and noisy!" ”

Qingchen nodded, smiled slightly, and slowly withdrew.

9. Dispute (light dust)

At night, I looked at the secret report in my hand, and my brows furrowed together. This Yan Li is really nonsense, he doesn't know how dangerous it is to keep the palace people of the previous dynasty by his side, not to mention that the true identity of this palace person is still ...... The more I think about it, the more restless I become, no, although I just had a quarrel with Xiao Li about the arrangement of the courtiers during the day, I still have to go to the palace. got up and changed clothes, took out Mo Yun, turned over and rushed to the palace.

"General Fang, General Fang, you wait, wait. If you want to see Yan Shuai, you will also wait for the next one to report first...... "I turned on one side, flashed the obstruction of the high guards, and strode towards the side hall where Yan Li lived. From afar, you can see that the hall is brightly lit, and occasionally a few words can float around.

When I walked into the hall, I saw a mess on the table, Xiao Li was disheveled, and a young man in white was being poured wine with his arms around him. With a gloomy face, I didn't have the slightest murderous aura, and I went up and pulled Xiaoli over, and glanced at the young man by the way. The boy lowered his head and shrugged into a ball. Hum! Pretend to be like that, and then go back and clean up your scourge.

"You go down first" Yan Li waved his hand, lazily commanded, and then turned around: "Yo! Isn't this General Fang? How can you have the time to deign to come to me? Think about it, what have I been doing wrong lately? Come, come, I'll listen to you. ”

I suppressed my anger, "Xiaoli, how can you keep the palace people of the previous dynasty by your side?" Even if you can't bear to take his life, you should be locked up with those palace maids and eunuchs, how can you ......"

"Why don't I know, when did my light dust start to serve as a ceremonial officer?" His eyes were full of ridicule: "I spoil Ming'er, did I commit another taboo of Mingjun?" ”

Bear with it, I'll bear it again. "Look at you, where is there still a little bit of monarchy now? Disheveled, misbehaved, and do you know that your favorite is ......"

"Fang Qingchen! Don't look at my consistent tolerance, you are repeatedly presumptuous! Yan Li's voice sharpened: "I want to seal the king's fiefdom, you pick it out and oppose it!" I'm going to repair the palace, and you stand up to stop it! Even if I'm having some fun in the harem, you can't see it. Do you have me as a marshal in your eyes? Yes?! I've fought so hard to get up, I'm finally about to ascend to the throne, why should I be controlled by you......"

It's good, it's good, you've finally voiced all your grievances. The anger soared from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and if he couldn't bear it, he didn't need to endure it anymore! I grabbed Yan Li's shirt, dragged him to the inner room, and threw him on the bed. Okay, you Yan Xiaoli, your wings are hard! I don't care if you marry a wife, if you want military power, I will help you, if you want the throne, I will help you, in the end, you see me like this?! I threw myself on the bed, grabbed Xiao Li's wrist with one hand, and tore open his shirt with the other. What are you not good at learning*** Just learn it, and keep the palace people of the previous dynasty by your side! Stay it, stay it, and dare to put it around without investigating it clearly. The prince's attendant? The one who committed suicide was the prince's attendant! Do you know that you put the former prince next to your pillow, so you are not afraid that your head will be lost when you get up?!

"You're so skilled?! The throne has not yet sat down and learned to spend? Yes? Even women are gone, and now even men are not spared! "Wow...... Tearing off his pants again, "I call you flowers, it's better for you to spend on others than to me!" No, it's for me to spend on you! ”

Xiao Li's drunkenness was a little frightened, his eyes widened, and his voice trembled slightly: "Qingchen, do you want to do it?" How dare you ......"

I'm so angry with him, I don't dare? These words have never been in our light dust dictionary. With a sinister smile, I pushed his legs apart, and I squeezed between his legs, one sinking into his body.

(Khan, according to the official version, ate ah eaten, and a fish that didn't CJ crawled away...... ）

10. Heart Demon (Yan Li)

He stared coldly at the two boxes of pills on the table.

I know, I'm obsessed. There is a demon called Fang Qingchen.

That night, I found out that I had undeserved desires for my brother, and I ran away;

That night, facing the newlywed wife on the bed, I unconsciously fantasized about the charm of the light dust in my mind, and I knew that I was finished;

That night, I woke up after being knocked unconscious by the light dust and saw his words. I was annoyed at the disobedience of military orders, but I was even more concerned about his safety;

That night, I felt a lot of joy when I saw him enjoying himself at the noisy dinner party, and seeing him smile at the dancing girl;

That night, I led the army into the palace, and saw Ming'er, dressed in white, quietly kneeling beside the prince in a pool of blood, coldly watching the palace people flee in all directions surrounded by officers and soldiers. At first glance, his temperament of not touching the world and despising the world is like the light dust of a few years ago. It was because of this resemblance that I insisted on keeping him by my side despite the opposition of my subordinates.

That night, Qingchen angrily broke into the side hall, and the quarrel between the two finally turned into a fight against Mian. Then, Qingchen threw down a sentence to hang the crown and beg to go, and I was shocked to realize that my power was like an ant in front of him, thinking that my mastery of him turned out to be just self-deception.

No, no, no, Qingchen, I can't just watch you go, I can't let you go away. I know that you have been clever since childhood, but your cleverness has now become an obstacle for me to get you; I know that you are strong in martial arts, but your martial arts have now become my greatest fear; I know your prestige in the military, but your prestige has fueled your challenge to me. I can only lock you in peace of mind by breaking your wings, pulling out your fangs, and cutting off your claws. I also wondered if the light dust after being locked was still the light dust I longed for. But the end result of the ideological struggle is to succumb to the fear of losing you. Light dust, forgive me. How can someone sleep peacefully on the side of the bed, let alone that person is a brilliant person?

Finally, I finally reached out and took the box on the left. The medicine in the box is colorless and tasteless, and it is not perceptible to melt into the wine. It can make people weak and weak, but it does not hurt the body, and there is a chance to recover martial arts by taking antidotes. Light dust, I can't bear to ruin you like this. I'll leave us a chance, and if you do your part, I'll give you the antidote one day.

11. Body Death (Light Dust)

I was dressed in a brand-new official robe of dragon play beads, wearing a cloud-cutting sword that sharpened iron like clay, and walked into the Qiankun Hall with solemn ceremonial music, where Yan Li's enthronement ceremony will be held in a while.

As soon as I stepped into the palace gate, two golden-armored guards came up and saluted me, and then said respectfully: "Fang Hou, although in the past, you didn't need to untie your sword when you entered and exited the king's residence, but today is the king's enthronement ceremony, except for the palace guards, everyone is not allowed to bring sharp weapons inside. “

I raised my eyebrows, and was just about to speak, when the senior guards came from the side and persuaded together: "Fang Hou, I know that the emperor didn't tell you about this in advance. But referring to the rules of the previous dynasties, carrying a sword to the palace is indeed a great disrespect to the king. The guards also follow the order, I hope you have a large number of adults, so don't worry about the subordinates."

I snorted coldly in my heart, just solve it, I want to see which play Yan Li you are going to sing today. I unsheathed my sword and handed it to the guards, and I walked over to the desk on the left side of the throne and sat down.

After a while, the courteous officer shouted: "Joy! Respectfully to the Emperor"

"Worship the heavens! Sacrifice ground! Sacrifice to ghosts and gods! Worship your ancestors! ”

……

"Your Excellency, stand up, kneel and bow, and congratulate my king on his longevity and eternal hegemony."

"Your Excellency, stand up, kneel and bow, and congratulate my king on his longevity and eternal hegemony."

"Please stand up, kneel and bow, and congratulate me on the eternal longevity of the king's boundless hegemony"

I ignored the gaze of the Manchu Dynasty and stared at Yan Li, who was dressed in a dragon robe. He looked at me expressionlessly, a small cluster of sparks flashed in his eyes from time to time, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, as if he had been greatly wronged. That's it, I'm mad at you here, anyway, it's the last time I'll attend your ceremony. I got up, heard a low voice of relief from the Manchu Dynasty, laughed mockingly, knelt down, and said with the Manchu Dynasty: "Congratulations to my king for longevity and eternal hegemony!" ”

After the salute, I returned to my seat. Yan Li turned around, motioned for me to fill me with wine, and said with a smile: "Today is the enthronement ceremony of my bow, and everyone here has contributed a lot to the achievement of today's hegemony." Especially Fang Hou, who saved the king from danger many times. Come, have a drink together, as a token of gratitude. ”

I smiled slightly, gestured to Yan Li, raised the glass to my lips, and paused. Seeing a trace of nervousness flashing across Yan Li's face, I understood everything in a flash of light. Okay, that's good, I wanted to make sure you successfully completed the ceremony for the last time today, and that's how you repay me? first unslashed the sword, then bowed down, and finally did not hesitate to invite me to drink the hard-to-find "Bi Luosan". smiled coldly in my heart, I thought that you and I would have nothing to do with each other in the future, but you forced me to put it aside. I hope you don't regret what you did today, I tilted my head and the wine slid down my throat and into my stomach.

Yan Li saw that I had drunk wine, as if he was relieved, and turned to others with a smile. I looked at him, and suddenly I caught a glimpse of a silver light out of the corner of my eye. I flew up and got in front of him.

The temple was suddenly in chaos.

"Minister, minister should die," I lay in Yan Li's arms, and said with difficulty: "Although the minister... I have received news that maybe, there may be people who have misbehaved with the emperor, but they have not, take precautions, let the emperor be frightened, disturb the ceremony, solemn, this crime is one".

Yan Li had tears in his eyes and shook his head desperately, "Qingchen, don't say it, you have to maintain your strength, I will call someone to save you soon"

"Although conceited...... The martial arts are strong, but suddenly, suddenly, the true qi is reversed, and the assassin cannot be captured, this, the second culpability "I took a breath and tried to touch Yan Li's face" Fortunately, I can use my body... For the shield, for the emperor to block the sword. Perhaps, this, this, providence? God let me ...... In this way, pay for the sins committed that night, that night"

"Minister, the deadline is approaching," I spat out blood, feeling that my consciousness was gradually drifting away, "I can't in the future, accompany, the emperor." Look at the emperor, take care, take care of the dragon body, achievement, achievement, not Shiwei...... ......"

Whew, finally finished writing, and vomited three liters of blood. I showed the first draft to Nalan last night, saying that he wrote Qingchen too kind and aggrieved. Cold sweat...... This is the second draft after the revision, and it's even at this level, so let's make do with it. (Because I don't know how to name it, I borrowed the name of Emperor Yan in the "Sunset Chapter of Laughter and Light Dust" of the Angel of Heaven, and the "Dinner" section is also set around the sunset, I hope the angel doesn't mind my infringement)

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