After he said the last word, he completely lost his breath.

Shen Miaoyan held Wei Chengyang's mausoleum, her little face hidden in the shade of the tree, and she didn't react for a long time.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually converged, and there was a loud "boom", lightning flashed, and the torrential rain immediately poured down.

Zhang Qiyun looked at Shen Miaoyan, but saw her slowly walking out of the shade.

The sky was dark, the pouring rain was boundless, the world seemed to be black and white, and even the blood of the ground gathered into a stream was full of gloom.

He watched quietly as the slender woman took off her cloak and walked through the rain, picking up the bones scattered on the ground.

The rain drenched her long hair and clothes, but she didn't care, and in an almost reverent manner, she collected the bones of her ancestors into her cloak one by one.

The road was muddy, she tripped and fell all over the mud, and the cloak in her hand fell to the ground, and the skeleton inside was scattered.

She got up, silently wiped the mud off her face, and bent down to retrieve the bones one by one.

Zhang Qiyun followed her silently, and saw that the cloak was full, so he took off his coat and handed it to her.

Shen Miaoyan finally cleaned up the bones of the entire garden with his own hands, knelt on the ground in the heavy rain, looked up at the gloomy sky, and said softly: "The descendants of Wei Tianjue have made the ancestors frightened, and I hope to ask for forgiveness......

The rain fell into her eyes.

Zhang Qiyun didn't know what to say, and stood behind her for a long time before reaching out to her and trying to comfort: "That demon Dao is the prince of the previous dynasty, the founding emperor of Great Wei killed his family, and he has long been deliberately taking revenge on Great Wei." Your Majesty does not need to blame himself for such a thing. ”

Shen Miaoyan stood up with his sleeve, holding two large bags of bones, and silently turned around and walked outside the imperial mausoleum.

Back in the dormitory, the rinse was already ready for a hot bath.

Shen Miaoyan sank herself into the tub indifferently, her eyes staring straight ahead without focus.

When I brushed my clothes and came to add water, I saw that she was still in this position.

She slowly poured the hot water into the bathtub and tried to ask, "Your Majesty, do you still have to pack up your things and go back to the pickaxe capital?" ”

Shen Miaoyan closed his eyes, but he answered the question: "Replace the wicks of all the lamps in the palace with Xuanxin Fire." ”

Fuyi glanced at her worriedly and said yes.

After Shen Miaoyan freshened up, Zhang Qiyun came over again, saying that there was an old man who asked to see him.

She leaned on the soft couch in a bright yellow loose regular dress, and raised her hand to signal him to invite the old man in.

The man who stepped into the dormitory was only a young man, with a handsome face, a tall figure, wearing a royal blue robe, shaking a feather fan, and carrying the wind and dust from the stars and the moon around him, it was Sima Chen.

Shen Miaoyan was stunned for a moment, it took some time to recognize him, he hurriedly got up and stayed, and gave him a slight salute, "I don't know if Mr. came from afar, I haven't greeted him from afar, and I hope Mr. won't blame." ”

At the beginning of Zhou Guohaojing, she repeatedly broke down, but she was persuaded by Sima Chen.

It is appropriate to treat them with courtesy from teachers.

Sima Chen returned the salute to her, and between his eyebrows and eyes was as indifferent and distant as a distant mountain, "This time I came down, but I have a word to tell." ”

"Sit, sir, I'd like to hear about it." Shen Miaoyan raised her hand and sat on the soft couch by herself.

The fragrant tea brewed by the clothes was blessed, but Sima Chen had no intention of tasting the tea, so he only said: "Watching the sky at night, the northwest disaster stars are gathering, and I am afraid that there will be a big disaster, so I am here to remind Your Majesty." ”

"Gathering of Calamity?" The nerves on Shen Miaoyan's fingertips tensed slightly, and he remembered the shipwreck on the northern border where the imperial tomb was planed today, his face was a little ugly, and he said softly, "Dare to ask sir, is there a way to avoid it?" ”

Sima Chen shook his head, "Hundreds of years of natural and man-made disasters are gathered together, how can they be avoided?" ”

As he was talking, there was movement outside, Zhang Wanli pushed Wei Sicheng in, Wei Sicheng's face turned pale: "There is news from Beijun again!" ”

Shen Miaoyan rarely saw his emotions so uncontrollably exposed, coughed, and said lightly: "I still have distinguished guests here." ”

Wei Sicheng ignored Sima Chen's presence and frowned: "The sea in the northern Xinjiang is rising more and more, not only the low-lying areas of the sand sea are submerged, but even the edge of the northern county in the southern part of the sand sea is also invaded by the sea. Everywhere they passed, the fertile fields became salt pans, the crops withered, the people were displaced, and the northern county was already in chaos! ”

Shen Miaoyan's nails were almost cut into the small Buddha table, and he looked sideways at the pouring rain outside the window, and the pear sapling shook violently in the wind and rain, as if it was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

In such a tragic weather, those small pear buds will probably be knocked down by the wind and rain, right?

Her mind wandered, Zhang Qiyun coughed, and said with a straight face: "The minister has a word, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

Shen Miaoyan came back to her senses, lowered her eyes and said, "Aiqing, but it's okay to say it." ”

"Natural disasters have hit the north and south one after another, and the people are not enough to provide for themselves, and although there is a surplus of food in the treasury, it will not last long. The sea crosses through and it is not known when it will recede. Even if it retreats, how can the salt pans become fertile land again in a short period of time? He tapped the folding fan lightly and solemnly, "The minister thinks that another territory should be opened up to settle tens of thousands of Li people." ”

Shen Miaoyan had a faint conjecture in his heart about his words, but he didn't want to admit it, so he only said euphemistically: "But the land in the central part has been reclaimed, where is the excess land to be reclaimed?" If you rashly cut down trees in the mountains to make fields, now that there is a lot of precipitation, there is a lack of tree cover, I am afraid that it will cause mountain disasters. ”

Zhang Qiyun sighed, "Your Majesty already knows what the minister wants to say, so why bother with the minister on what he has or not?" ”

Shen Miaoyan's heart gradually sank, and he always lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Zhang Qiyun finally said directly: "Your Majesty should lead the troops to cross the Narrow Sea to the east and find a piece of fertile land in the Central Plains to settle the Great Wei Limin." ”

There was silence in the dormitory, and only the sound of wind and rain could be heard outside the window.

The wind blew in through the window lattice, blowing out several lights in the hall, and the palace was dark.

Shen Miaoyan stared at the small lamp on the Buddha table that was clearly extinguished, raised his hand to cover the white glass lamp, and said lightly: "What do the princes and late pears think?" ”

Where is there vacant fertile land in the Central Plains, to put it nicely, it is to find a piece, but to put it badly, it is actually to start a war and rob it.

And Wei Sicheng and Zhang Wanli were both silent, obviously acquiescing to Zhang Qiyun's words.

Zhang Qiyun saw that Shen Miaoyan's eyes were reluctant, and said: "Your Majesty, do you know that now the lord of the grassland, Tuoba Lie, listens to the words of the demon concubine Xie Zhao, is mediocre and kills innocents indiscriminately?" The leader of the ancient Qiang tribe, A Shilan, was forced by him to retreat in a corner of the grassland, and watched him turn the good grassland into purgatory, only hating that the combat power was not enough, not enough to compete. ”

Shen Miaoyan listened to his words, and couldn't help but move his eyes slightly.

Zhang Qiyun smiled and said: "If Your Majesty can send troops to cross the Narrow Sea, Ah Shilan will definitely be willing to join forces with Your Majesty to solve Tuoba Lie, so that the grassland will be in Your Majesty's pocket!" It just so happened that most of the people of Wei grew up in the desert grassland, and if they moved to the grassland of the Central Plains, it would be very suitable. What does Your Majesty think? ”

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Regarding the update, when the editor arranges PK, he will ask for a change, the sales will pass, and he will continue to add more if he is promoted, even if he fails, he also hopes to be promoted.

Sometimes it depends on the mood, but before writing an article, I will adjust my mood to the most calm and peaceful state, and try not to be affected by comments and trivialities.

Let's not talk about it, I'm ready for Friday's addition.