"Huh? And what about this? The old queen mother was like a little girl at this time, her eyes widened, lying on the table and looking at Zhao Yizhi, listening to him tell some strange things in the future.

Zhao Yizhi also slowly relaxed from the initial nervousness, telling about his world. From the Xuanwumen Revolution to the Anshi Rebellion, and then to the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, the Queen Mother would clench her palms when she heard the tension, looking expectant.

Zhao Yizhi spoke very quickly and in detail, the moon rose outside the palace, and Zhao Yizhi finished telling the beginning and end of the original history.

"Oh, what a world... Old woman, I have been fasting and reciting Buddha for three years, and it is worth it. The old queen smacked her mouth, still unsatisfied.

Zhao Yi looked at the old queen mother and asked hesitantly, "I don't know... How do you say to know... I'm not..."

"Hey, can I not know my own son? If my son had half of you, I'd be thankful. At the beginning, Chen Song sent someone to my palace to report the good news, saying that the emperor had come back from the dead, and I thought that he had eaten leopard gall and wanted to play tricks on me, an old woman. Hahahaha," the old queen said lightly.

Zhao Yizhi found that he and the Queen Mother had finished talking about the afterlife, and he was relaxed, got up and saluted: "I will give way early tomorrow morning, and ask the Queen Mother to choose another virtuous one." It's just that... Penniless..."

The old queen mother shook her head: "Silly boy, what nonsense!" Where could there be more suitable than you? Although I've always been in the harem, I'm not ignorant of what's going on outside! Then Li Changwen, he should be killed! Nanhuai should also be collected! You've always done a good job, including the one who called the knife, and you do have the ability! ”

"The Queen Mother..."Zhao Yizhi was a little dazed.

The old queen mother smiled: "Do you think I'm very reasonable, not those old-fashioned?" ”

Zhao Yi nodded dumbfoundedly.

"I told you at the birthday banquet that day, if you have anything on your mind, you can tell me, you can't wait for the left, you can't wait for the right. Fortunately, last night the Bodhisattva gave me a dream, saying that you must come today, otherwise I don't know when I have to wait! "The old queen mother seems to be very happy today, and she has been smiling.

Zhao Yi looked at the smiling old queen mother, and suddenly remembered his mother, who was not yet the old queen mother, but the words on his lips said "talk to my mother", which was the same as at this time. Zhao Yizhi felt a sour feeling in his heart, knelt on the ground, hugged the old queen's legs and cried: "Mom! ”

The old queen mother was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Mom? This is good, this is good, it sounds much kinder than 'mother'. Tell your mom something! ”

"Child... Incompetence, woe ... And the common people! Zhao Yi said in a choked voice.

The old queen mother held Zhao Yizhi's face and smiled: "Then if you choose again, how will you choose?" ”

Zhao Yizhi remembered He Yue'er who drew his sword across his neck, and remembered the time of the wedding, smiling happily, and being silent about Yi Xiaodao, who bowed to him. He knew that even if he chose again, he would still let Ge Cifeng go.

"Everything in the world has a fixed number. If you choose again, it will still be like this, then it is not your fault, but the common people have this catastrophe. What you have to do is to do your best to eliminate this catastrophe. No matter how bad it is, you have to minimize the loss, there is really no way, then it doesn't matter, what about love! The old lady's head shook like a rattle.

"But... After all, it is because of me that the disaster is caused. Zhao Yizhi stopped crying.

"How can it be said that it is because of you? If you want me to say, it is because of the ancestors, because of the world, because of the way of heaven! Forget it, my wife can't say anything big, you are a human being in two lives, you know more than me, think slowly, you will always figure it out. The old queen mother helped Zhao Yizhi up, yawned and said: "I'm really a little tired, you should rest early, remember, if there is anything, you often come to this Cixing Palace to walk around." ”

"I understand." Zhao Yizhi nodded in response.

"I! Say, I understand! You are the Emperor of the Great Apocalypse! The old queen mother suddenly roared, with a serious expression.

Zhao Yizhi was a little stunned and muttered, "I... I understand..."

Only then did the old queen mother turn her anger into joy: "Remember, no matter what happens in the future, you will be the emperor of the Great Apocalypse, and you will always be!" Okay, such a big person, don't cry, go and go. ”

Zhao Yizhi knelt on the ground again, kowtowed respectfully, got up and left Cixing Palace. The old queen mother was alone, turned to stare at the portrait of the first emperor, she was still shouting sleepy just now, at this time, her eyes were like stars...

Early the next morning, when Zhao Yizhi was still in a state of confusion, he heard the palace people outside running back and forth, shouting non-stop.

"Mr. Wang? Mr. Wang? Come! What's wrong? Zhao Yizhi got up, dressed in white and obscene clothes, and asked externally.

A little eunuch hurriedly rushed in, and accidentally fell and turned over: "Kai... Your Majesty, the Queen Mother... The Queen Mother last night... Death..."

Zhao Yizhi's brain was at a loss, and he stood dumbfounded for a while: "What? Who? The Queen Mother... Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yizhi only felt a splitting headache, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground.

When Zhao Yizhi woke up again, Wang Zhenliang stood aside and helped Zhao Yizhi up, Zhao Yizhi turned his head to look at him, only to see that he was wearing a white scarf and wearing linen and filial piety.

"Help me up, I'm going to see the Queen Mother!" Zhao Yizhi struggled to get up.

Wang Zhenliang held the trembling Zhao Yizhi and persuaded: "Your Majesty, the dragon body is important!" Mourning! ”

"Lift me up...! Ah..."Zhao Yizhi shouted angrily, and there was a headache and dizziness, Wang Zhenliang hurriedly helped Zhao Yizhi back to the bed and lay down.

Zhao Yizhi felt a splitting headache again, different from the past, this time the headache seemed to be something coming out of his mind, both painful and rising.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Your Majesty, quick! Tell the Imperial Doctor! Looking at Zhao Yizhi, who was rolling in bed, Wang Zhenliang was at a loss for what to do.

Zhao Yizhi rolled down the bed, stretched out his hand to the table and said, "Water, give me water..."

Wang Zhenliang hurriedly ran to the table and poured water for Zhao Yizhi.

"A pot!"

Wang Zhenliang was startled, and came to Zhao Yizhi's side with a teapot. Zhao Yizhi snatched the teapot, lifted the lid of the pot, and poured the water in the pot on his head.

The water vapor was filled, Zhao Yizhi's pain disappeared suddenly, a sense of clarity struck, everything around him became clear and abnormal, even the snowflakes outside were falling, and the dust brought by his footsteps was flying, Zhao Yizhi could detect it clearly.

"Divine Sense... Coming back? Zhao Yizhi was a little happy, and soon the joy was washed away by the footsteps coming and going outside.

"Mom..." Zhao Yizhi got up from the ground, didn't pay attention to the teapot in his hand, came out of his hand, and fell to the ground.

The falling process of the teapot was very slow in Zhao Yizhi's eyes, but Zhao Yizhi reached out to grab it, but it was too late, he took a step slowly, and the teapot left his palm and fell to the ground.

"Oops!" Zhao Yi's heart tightened, although now that he is the emperor, a teapot is really nothing, but he still instinctively wants to save it.

The teapot fell to the ground, but it didn't break, to be precise, it didn't hit the ground...

The teapot was less than half an inch off the ground and stopped!

Zhao Yizhi bent down and grabbed the teapot, looking at the teapot, very puzzled.

Zhao Yi held the teapot flat, let go, and the teapot fell straight to the ground. Zhao Yizhi moved, and the falling speed of the teapot immediately slowed down, not only did it not fall, but it also staggered upward, and finally fell into Zhao Yizhi's hands.

Zhao Yi was surging in his heart, this was exactly what he was thinking about, but he didn't expect it to really come true! Zhao Yizhi in later generations is no stranger to this, this is telekinesis, as long as he has this ability, he is invincible. There was an inexplicable feeling in my heart, and countless thoughts poured out for a while.

After being happy for a long time, Zhao Yizhi reacted, and there was still a Wang Zhenliang standing beside him. Turning his head to look, Wang Zhenliang stood respectfully by the door, his hands in his sleeves, hunched over, his head bowed, motionless, like a wooden man.

"You... Look at them all..."Zhao Yizhi asked hesitantly.

Wang Zhenliang lowered his eyelids and replied honestly: "The old slave didn't see anything, didn't hear anything. The old slave has been guarding His Majesty here, waiting for His Majesty to wake up. ”

"Thank you..."Zhao Yi thanked him, he knew that Wang Zhenliang had seen everything.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go see the Queen Mother?" Wang Zhenliang leaned closer, regained his former humility, and asked in a low voice.

Hearing Wang Zhenliang mention the Queen Mother, Zhao Yizhi was not happy in his heart, and immediately strode towards Cixing Palace, and Wang Zhenliang followed closely behind.

In Cixing Palace, eunuchs and palace maids knelt all over the ground, and many old ministers came from outside the palace and knelt down outside Cixing Palace. When everyone saw Zhao Yizhi coming, they all bowed down, thinking that they were courteous.

"The Queen Mother died... The old ministers came on purpose... Send the Queen Mother... The Great Apocalypse has a system, the harem is funeral, and the courtiers can enter and exit the harem... Your Majesty... Forgiveness. An old official who was quite old and whose official uniform had long faded said tremblingly. These old ministers have not been in government for many years, and they have only heard that the little emperor is extravagant, and they are afraid that they will see the consequences of their entry and provoke His Majesty's anger, so they are in a hurry to explain.

Zhao Yizhi looked the old official up and down, although he didn't know him, but in this situation, seeing the old official's trembling appearance, he was sad in his heart, and said loudly: "Those who are in the old age don't need to kneel, give a seat." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty! The crowd was busy saluting.

"Ahh Person... This? The Queen Mother... Old minister... Come late... Ahh A cry came, and another old minister came, supported by two little eunuchs, and eagerly walked towards the Cixing Palace.

Zhao Yizhi looked at the people who came, didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Qian Taibao, why do you have to work hard, you are an old minister of the three dynasties, four out of eighty, and you are the important weapon of the country, so you can recuperate at home with peace of mind." Mourn, beware of the body. Zhao Yizhi himself hadn't even seen the face of the Queen Mother, but he comforted others first.

This old minister's name is Qian Zhen, the official residence Taibao, and he is an old minister of the three dynasties of the Great Apocalypse, but Zhao Yizhi's dynasty is really dead in name. When Zhao Yizhi took office, Qian Zhen returned to his hometown at the age of seventy-nine, and he didn't care about government affairs. Strictly speaking, he should be an old minister of the two dynasties. But no one dares to question the qualifications of the DPRK and China.

As soon as Qian Zhen saw Zhao Yizhi, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "The old minister knocks... The Emperor! Emperor, old minister... Guilty! Small... Your Majesty is lascivious, desolate... The government, the old minister... The old minister is really... There is nothing you can do! I heard that yesterday... and the daughters of the six palaces..."

Zhao Yi was so angry that he flicked his sleeves, and he said polite words in vain, and the whole old man was confused.

The "old fool" saw Zhao Yizhi throw his sleeves and leave, so he looked at the portrait of the first emperor in the Cixing Palace, and shed two lines of tears...