The holy light is suspended in the city-state, suspended between the mysterious stars. The former city-state seems to have faded a little light, and the barrier above seems to be nothing. This seems to be a sign that something ominous is coming. The holy light is in the same vein, the orthodoxy is bright, and now after several wars, it has faded its former glory, and the whole city, only tens of thousands of soldiers are left to stick to the city, the army is turbulent, and the people are dissatisfied.

And the Emperor of Light, Mo Chongqing, finally fell ill in bed, and the oil and water had not entered for more than two days. He lay on a sickbed, coughing violently. finally issued a holy decree to recall the second prince Mo Feng, who was exiled by him in the Youxuan Star River.

Mo Chongqing has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son, Mo Yutang, does not do his job all the year round, travels in the mountains and rivers, writes poems and songs, and ignores the government. Although Mo Feng is strong, he is ambitious.

Once, Mo Feng was exiled to the Youxuan Galaxy due to a failed attempt to premeditate a mutiny to usurp the throne. When there is peace, he likes filial piety, and when he is in turmoil, he loves dogs. This is Mo Chongqing's attitude towards his two sons. And the youngest daughter died of illness in the boudoir many years ago.

Now, the Emperor of Light is worried about internal and external troubles, and can only survive for a long time, and when he is critically ill, he summons the two princes to return to the palace quickly and accept the emperor's throne.

The inner palace of the Chaozhen Palace, the imperial study.

The Emperor of Light was half-lying on the couch, his breathing was weak, his lips were chapped, and his face was haggard, pale and bloodless. He looked at him with a dull look in his eyes, and his breath was dying, as if he was dead.

The two princes, kneeling on the left and right of the bed, the historian bowed his head and said nothing, holding a pen in his hand, waiting for the record, panicking. The loyal ministers are all there, bowing their heads and listening, not daring to speak.

"The holy light has been shining for thousands of years, clearing the world, and illuminating the future. Lonely, twenty and succeeding to the throne, working hard, the light family for all generations. Today, it is said that the emperor is located in the wind, looking forward to the past and forging ahead into the future, illuminating the world, the great cause of a thousand years, inheriting the bloodline, and returning to the great unification forever......"

At this point, the Emperor of Light widened his eyes, stretched out his legs, tilted his head and died.

Since then, a generation of tyrants has since died and died. Above the firmament, an emperor star turned into a meteor and fell instantly from among the twenty-eight constellations.

"Father, Father......"

"Emperor, Emperor....."

All the courtiers cried out. The eldest prince Mo Yutang cried so much that his nose was blue and his face was swollen. The second prince, Mo Feng, was calm and calm, without the slightest sadness.

At this moment, Mo Feng turned his body violently, waved his sleeves, and walked out of the Chaozhen Hall with his cronies. Ordered the general Mo Qingyang to lead the army to surround the Chaozhen Hall and arrest the courtiers. His eldest brother Mo Yutang was placed under house arrest.

Overnight, the dynasty changed. Mo Feng purged all the courtiers with two hearts, abolished the council of elders, covered the sky with one hand, tilted the power of the government and the opposition, dictated and dictatorship, and changed the name of the country to Datong. A self-proclaimed son of light.

He also issued a proclamation to the heavens, opened the treasury, and recruited talents into the Light. Promulgation of the New Deal of the Heart.

But those who enter the holy light will enjoy thousands of acres of fertile land, silk and satin stones, and the position of marquis will be hereditary for all generations. At this point, as soon as the new policy of the Great Unification Emperor was promulgated, there were talented masters who entered the Holy Light one after another, participated in the government and injected infinite vitality into the Holy Light.

The human realm Beihai, the palace.

Mo Yan Hongyang is reading at night, reviewing relevant documents, and working day and night. And Qin Xiujun served on the side, serving tea and pouring water, grinding paper, and looking happy.

"Your Majesty, the national teacher asks to see you!"

Shangguan Jinpeng bowed his head and saluted.

Shangguan Jinpeng, the king of the Jinliu Kingdom, has been in submission to Zhou Tian for several years. He was old and frail, and he was not in good health. Now it has become Mo Yan Hongyang's imperial study walking, specially for him to transmit letters. Upper Succession.

Now, he works day and night, and he is old, and his hair is gray. Mo Yan Hongyang persuaded him many times to return to his hometown and retire for the rest of his life. But he refused.

He always said that he owed Mo Yan Hongyang a life and wanted to die of old age in this palace.

Now, he is old and dizzy, his ears are not good, his steps are staggering, and he walks into Mo Yan Hongyang's imperial study.

"Hurry up, please!" He slammed up, went down the steps, hurried towards the living room, just halfway through, seemed to forget something, walked up to Qin Xiujun, stroked her belly that had been slightly bulging, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Now that you are pregnant, don't worry about this kind of thing, you go back to rest first." When the national teacher comes to me at this time, there must be something important to discuss. ”

Now, Qin Xiujun has finally fulfilled her life wish, married Mo Yan Hongyang, and is pregnant.

Although she works hard, she still has to be an only child, serving Mo Yan Hongyang, and she is very affectionate!

"Don't be too late, I'll wait for you to get back to your room!"

She raised the corners of her mouth, collected her pen and ink, turned around and left the imperial study.

Mo Yan Hongyang looked at the back of her leaving, and raised the corners of her mouth: "If my grandfather knew that he had a great-grandson, how happy he would be! ”