Chang'an City, as the capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, needless to say, is prosperous, even if it is late at night, the streets and alleys are still brightly lit and the voices of people are constant.

As one of the four major countries in the Oracle Continent, the Eastern Zhou Kingdom occupies the eastern coastal area, the shipping is developed, the national fortune is prosperous, and no one dares to violate the eastern part of the country for thousands of years, even the other three major countries do not dare to cause trouble. However, sixteen years ago, a major event occurred in the Eastern Zhou Kingdom, when Emperor Jingwen was assassinated by his brother Zhou Ruiwu overnight and usurped the throne, and it is said that none of Emperor Jingwen survived.

Now it has been sixteen years since the palace change, Zhou Ruiwu seized the throne after the country name Jingwu, sixteen years Emperor Jingwu has shown a clear ability to govern the country beyond Emperor Jingwen, but it is hard to control the bad impact of the palace change to a very small extent, in the sixteen years of the Eastern Zhou State only a few small forces were restored by Emperor Jingwu with iron and blood.

Of course, for ordinary people, they don't really care who the people in power are, as long as they can live a good life, what difference does Jingwen and Jingwu have.

Chang'an City is like a huge beast dormant in the night, controlling the Liuhe Eight Desolations, and that Forbidden City is the heart of the giant beast.

At this moment, in the depths of the palace, the emperor has not rested, and sixteen years of time have left traces on the face of this heroic king, and there are more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but at the same time, the whole person also seems to be more unangry and arrogant, and the majesty in his eyes does not allow anyone to provoke.

After listening to the report of the old prime minister in front of him, the emperor rubbed his eyes that were a little astringent, and said lightly: "This summer is coming, have all the heatstroke prevention measures been arranged in various places?"

"Back to Your Majesty, everything has been arranged. The old prime minister bowed his head and said.

"Well, thanks to the old minister's assistance over the years, I have lost a lot of things. ”

"It is the duty of the old minister to share the worries of His Majesty. The old prime minister's body bent even lower, and his thin body made people feel that he was going to fall to the ground.

The emperor waved his hand, walked to the window, and suddenly said, "This year is the sixteenth year, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Time flies so fast......" The emperor twisted his fingers thoughtfully.

"Yes. The old prime minister said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, after all these years, do you want the old minister to send someone to check ......?"

"What are you looking for?" the emperor said lightly, "The Hanging Court Sect is not in a hurry to investigate, what are we anxious about?"

I don't know what this remark touched, the old prime minister was silent.

The emperor seemed to have a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's okay, I can accommodate so many people, can't I accommodate one more?"

"Yes...... Lao Cheng bent down deeply, remembered something again, and said tentatively, "Your Majesty, hasn't Princess Qingzhao returned to the palace yet?"

Thinking of that daughter, the emperor had a trace of tenderness in his eyes, but he was also a little helpless: "She doesn't like life in this palace, if she wants to go out for a walk, let her go......"

"Princess Qingzhao is kind by nature and talented, so she will be fine. ”

The emperor bowed slightly: "But when she comes back this time, I want to talk to her." ”

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Zhang Yanyun didn't know about the conversation between two of the most powerful men in the country that took place in the distant city of Chang'an, he just sat quietly on the bed, leaning against the wall, his eyes blending with the silver moonlight through the half-open window.

Books lay casually on the futon beside him, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He sat like this, and did not fall into a deep sleep until the morning rooster crowed.

It wasn't until noon the next day that he woke up, his shoulders leaning against the wall aching, and his stomach feeling very hungry.

He remembered yesterday's events, sighed leisurely, packed up the mattress, got up and washed up and pushed the door open, the sunlight outside the door dazzled his eyes.

The maid of the Lu family, who had been waiting outside the door, walked lightly and said softly: "Gongzi Zhang, you are awake, the young master has instructed, as long as you wake up, the food in the kitchen will be delivered as soon as it is hot, if the prince wants to leave the house, you can finish the meal." ”

Zhang Yanyun has been served by someone when she is so old, not to mention that she is still such a delicate girl, her face suddenly became a little hot, and she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Don't be so troublesome, I can cook by myself." ”

"Childe is a guest, how can there be a reason for guests to cook? The young master is full of thoughts, and I hope that Childe will not refuse. ”

Zhang Yanyun really couldn't deal with this situation, so he could only rack his brains to think of some topics: "That...... That, where did Brother Lu go?"

The maid said: "The young master and Miss Qianqian went out shopping, as if today is Miss Qianqian's birthday." ”

Yes...... Zhang Yanyun's heart sank.

Yes, of course, people stay together every day, and they have nothing to ask what they are doing? However, is today Qianqian's birthday? Why did I forget?

But...... What do you remember?

Seeing that Zhang Yanyun was a little distracted, the maid bowed again, took a few steps back, and said, "Son, go back to the room for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen to take a look." ”

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The food was delicious, but unfortunately Zhang Yanyun had no appetite now, he always thought that today was Mu Qianqian's birthday, and he remembered the first few times Mu Qianqian had her birthday.

Last year, he accompanied her on a boat ride around the Dongjiang town, the murmuring water of the small east stream flowed under the boat, he held the pole, she sat at the head of the bridge and hummed softly;

The year before last, he made a river lantern for her, and there were two villains on the river lantern, a man and a woman, and the lights rippled between the villains, reflecting his and her faces;

The year before last, he went to the temple fair in the east of the city with her, and there was a fortune teller at the temple fair who pulled the two fortune-tellers, saying that they were destined;

So, what about this year?

He had promised her that on her birthday this year, he would put on a huge fireworks display for her at night.

Fireworks are very expensive, and he has silently saved up silver taels for a year, but it is still not enough.

What's more, even if you have saved enough money, what can you do now?

She's already with someone else!!

The more he thought about it, the more astringent it became, Zhang Yanyun silently covered his chest, and the fire that was strongly restrained in the depths of his soul became more and more fierce.

It's going to burn!

It's going to explode!

It's going to ...... Tell her!!!

Tell her that the nameless little flower on the road we used to walk together in school and after school has bloomed again;

told her that the big yellow dog of the Li Kee Bakery that she loved the most gave birth to seven more cubs;

Tell her that you still want to go to school with her;

Tell her that you want to be bullied by her;

Tell her that I ...... Like her!!

"Bang"

He knocked over the tables and chairs, knocked down the people who brought the food into the house, and ran out desperately.

Qianqian, where are you!?

......

Lu Wenqing felt that Mu Qianqian was a little absent-minded today, he often accompanied his mother to this jewelry street, and the eyes of every woman he saw here were shining, and every man's money bag quickly dried up.

But Mu Qianqian didn't seem to glance at the jewelry from just now to now, she lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes seemed to cover her unknown thoughts.

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?" Lu Wenqing carefully squeezed her hand and asked softly, "Don't you like these jewelry? If you don't like it, I'll take you to play elsewhere." ”

Mu Qianqian shook her head and said with a little apology: "I'm fine." Maybe it's because I've never been here before...... I was a little uncomfortable for a while. ”

How is it possible?

Lu Wenqing didn't want to think about what he had, and said softly: "Then let's go to the Chengdong Temple? It is said that there is a temple fair there today, which is very lively." ”

"Temple fair......" Mu Qianqian's thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the temple fair a few years ago, singing, dancing and acrobatics, and the fortune teller......

"Yanyun, where are you?" Mu Qianqian said softly unconsciously.

......

Lu Wenqing heard it clearly, and his face instantly became a little ugly.

He subconsciously took a few steps back, looked over Mu Qianqian's shoulder, and saw a familiar figure panting at the other end of the jewelry street.