The palace of the Northern Han Dynasty is towering and majestic, and the moat of the willows and the moon is misty and rainy at this time. It seems that the palace complex is so open and peaceful, but it is a city within a city, with strict restrictions and imperial guards.

Above the court, Zhao Xian, the emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, sat on the throne in a dragon robe, he was heroic and majestic, with a tiger beard and cypress beard, and a kind of imperial demeanor that was not angry and self-imposing.

Zhao Xian is diligent in government, and the rooster cries every day, and there are many opportunities every day. Since the separation of the Northern and Southern Han Dynasty, he has been working hard to achieve the unfinished unification of his father.

Facing the daily newspaper presented by the Ministry of Rites, when he read "The weak crown wanders the streets, carving wood for fun", a relaxed smile appeared on the face of the Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty.

The sound of giggling penetrated the hall, and before anyone arrived, the laughter was heard first.

"Father—" This is Princess Taijing, no, she prefers to be called Princess Bell.

Ignoring the muddy rain boots under her feet, Princess Bell jumped into the sacred hall, and suddenly remembered the necessary etiquette, so she suddenly stopped her steps and almost fell.

Princess Bell stood up and solemnly bowed to her father.

The Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty bent down, pinched Princess Bell's nose, and said, "What, I heard that you slipped out of the palace today to catch the excitement of the Spring Festival Dojo?"

Princess Bell's big eyes rolled and she said, "Father doesn't know that the old immortal crane trick is really quite able to win people's hearts, and it is a scene of thousands of believers praising in unison. Erchen is really an eye-opener today. ”

"Didn't you say that my father was going to tell his ministers about our three emperors and five emperors this morning? I hurried back, but I couldn't eat the holy fruit distributed by the altar. Princess Bell said with some regret.

Zhao Xian looked at his eight-year-old naughty daughter with a smile, pointed to the Taishi chair opposite, and asked Princess Bell to sit down. He said: "I also introspect myself every time, why do I call you to talk alone? Your eldest brother can fight well, and the second emperor brother is well-read and strong." It's just you, playful, and stubborn as a mud monkey, so I have to capture you and pour some potion for a good sleep. ”

As we all know, Zhao Xian, the emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, loves his young daughters, and always personally trains his poems and books, inherits his family law, and only treats him as another royal boy to raise.

Princess Bell put her hands behind her back, shook her head and said aloud: "The last time I talked about ancient times, the uncivilized human race was hungry, and it was worth the demons and ghosts, and the duckweed of life was like sending it. Suddenly, the Three Emperors were born—"

"Hehe," Zhao Xian laughed so hard that his beard trembled, "Could this be the new apprentice of Mr. Storyteller in the city?"

Princess Ringing ignored her father's jokes and continued to tell the story clearly: "Fuxi created gossip, Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, Suiren drilled fire, and Cangjie made big characters." ”

Zhao Xian asked: "Then I want to ask you, heaven, there are gods and Buddhas in the heavens, and there are nine netherworlds in the earth, so where do you go if you are born as a human being?"

Princess Bell straightened her chest, as if this posture could be more manly, and said: "The queen mother once sighed: what life is like, the world is a sand gull. The child is young and frivolous, but he thinks: life is a hero, and death is also a ghost. Life is as short as a gnat, the ancients said that if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world. If it comes, it will be fought, and if it is dead, it will not be returned. There is no such thing as causal punishment and reincarnation. ”

Zhao Xian listened to his daughter's imposing words and was noncommittal. There was neither a nod of yes nor a correction.

He said: "When it comes to the beginning of history, although the Emperor Xuanyuan beheaded Jiuli Chi especially Zhuolu, the human race has since laid the foundation of Shenzhou and created the foundation of the world, but the ensuing Xia Shang Zhou changed Zen and built the king's attack. Let me ask the child, what is the orthodoxy of this Zen concession and hereditary?"

Princess Ringing said: "The child is not talented, I have read some books, and I have also learned the noise of the old gentlemen every day, and I think in private that I can't be inconsistent." The world is complicated and complicated, people's hearts are unpredictable, and the world is full of dangers, with occasional mutations...... It is not possible to move according to my thoughts and virtues, and in this case, we should follow the trend to get the help of the people, instead of going against the world for many days to condemn. All hereditary or Zen concessions must be combined with public opinion, and will eventually be seen in the result of the resistance and balance of the forces of the world, and cannot be covered by one mind. ”

Zhao Xian asked again: "Thinking that the ancestors fought the gods, lost the Shang, exterminated the religion, and became Zhou, the struggle for the rights of the popes and the dynasty has never stopped, so, according to the princess's intentions, should the sect be eradicated, the emperor alone, or a hundred schools of thought contend, let all things grow?"

Princess Bell frowned, thought about it a few times, and replied: "There are five hegemons in the Spring and Autumn Period, and there are seven heroes in the Warring States, and after that, a hundred schools of thought arose. It has to be said that it is a majestic era that stands for future generations and lays the foundation for future generations. The child thinks that although the imperial power is high, he should be cautious and arrogant and guard against loneliness, take it as his responsibility to accept all rivers and contend, and work together with the people in the world, after all, those who win the hearts of the people win the world. ”

"Well said!" Zhao Xian nodded, no longer worried that this praise would cause the little girl to her tail proudly, and said, "Then, let's talk about this wolf smoke today, how about it?"

Princess Bell shook her head and said, "Wait, father, the child wants a hairpin." ”

Zhao Xian was puzzled: "What is that doing?"

Princess Bell said: "Every day, the four corners look at the sky, like a leopard in the tube, but in fact, they pretend to be fanned and pretend to be in a tone. It's better to do this, please let the father return to the mountain, ask the child for a hairpin, the world walks in all directions, so that he can regain the mood of patiently embroidering flowers and accompanying his mother. Otherwise, this is not out of the door in the deep palace, and it is expected that ......" The princess peeked at her father, and when she saw that her father was not angry, she continued to say boldly: "...... Sooner or later, you will either be far away or become a monk. ”

Zhao Xian was taken aback, blaming himself for being too eager for Jackie Chan, but forgetting the child's playful temperament. He pondered for a while, and said three good words in a row: "Okay, good, my father not only wishes you a hairpin charm that is rampant in the world, but also invites a master of martial arts to accompany you to read and travel, do you think it's good?"

Before he could finish speaking, Princess Bell had already put her arms around her father's neck, and her feet were hanging in the air. The ministers of the palace all bowed their heads and smiled.

Princess Bell chuckled, squinted at her father, and said coquettishly: "If my father allows me to walk the world, and visit the sea country, the demon sect country, the hereditary land of the hundred families, and the holy religion temple, it will really make the child travel thousands of miles with books." ”

"Du——, child, don't think about it!"

A wind chime on the eaves of the Zhaode Hall began to emit a string of "ding-ding-" sounds from the eaves of the Zhaode Hall, covering the conversation and laughter in the hall......

The wood in the young man's weak crown fell to the ground, and his mind tightened, and he returned to the corridor where the rain had rested. The weak crown thought to herself, the young girl in the brocade dress and dazzling boots must be the famous bell princess, and the family education is really good.