In the early morning of winter, the dawn is dewed, and the bright dawn is sprinkled all over Shangjing, pouring over the sky of the imperial palace, outlining the solemn outline of the Great Zhou Tianjia.

Heavy snow overnight, get up in the morning, the vast white snow, as if for the huge capital put on a snow-white coat, at this time the imperial capital sky, cloudless, it seems that today should be a good weather.

As soon as dawn came, with a creaking sound, the two heavy palace gates of Yongning Gate, the main gate of the imperial city, suddenly opened slowly in the long bell at the head of the city, and a striking apricot yellow dragon flag hung high in the middle of the lintel, waving in the wind.

In fact, when the sky was just dawning, on the Xuanwu Street leading to the palace, the people of Beijing had already begun to clean water and clear the snow, the loess mat road, the imperial city division of the secret guards gathered, the armor of the imperial forest army flashed, and the banners were clearly listed on both sides of the street, maintaining the security at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

The sun was shining, and a new day in Beijing in the Great Zhou Dynasty was once again slowly opened under the iron-blooded order of the Great Zhou Empire.

The imperial city is vast.

I saw that the towering Imperial Palace, the city wall is sandwiched, the blue bricks and tiles, and the covered bridge is towering into the clouds, as if it is a pavilion in the air. Zhumen inlaid with gold, stone lion in front of the door, unicorn, Pixiu and other auspicious stone carvings, lifelike. This avenue is getting wider and wider, and along the way, you can vaguely see the Ye Ting, Yong Lane, the Imperial Garden and the Taiye Pond......

It is early in the morning, and last night was full of snow, nowadays, standing on the road connecting the various palaces, looking at the past from afar, but seeing, one after another palaces and palaces, row upon row, carved beams and painted buildings, look beautiful; And on the road and under the road, the crowd of people coming and going, all of them are the Huangmen Gong'e sweeping the snow, and the sound of the broom "hiss-la-la" has converged into a unique morning song in winter, in all corners of the palace, for a long time.

Suddenly, a magnificent palace with red beams and ink tiles stood quietly in the midst of thousands of palaces, and three magnificent gilded characters came into the eyes ,—— "Taiji Palace".

That's right.

This is where the temple of the Great Zhou Empire is located, and it is also the lifeblood of the entire dynasty that controls the world and commands the world.

At sunrise, the sun is like gold. The faint sunlight sprinkled in front of the Taiji Palace, smearing the kisses of the Biwa owls above the palace with a layer of majestic Yaohui.

Outside the hall, a solemn and solemn group, a large number of gold-armored royal forest soldiers, standing with swords, guarding at both ends of the palace gate and the main hall, under the long palace corridor, empty.

In the Taiji Palace, at the beginning of the early dynasty, the atmosphere was condensed like ice, and there was silence all around.

Above the Danqi, Xiao Changyao, the son of the Great Zhou Dynasty, wears an imperial crown of twelve pearls, wearing a black color twelve chapters of the dragon gown, standing in the center of the dragon seat, his hands are gently placed in front of his knees, and he listens to the world in the south.

At this moment, the prince Jiuqing, the civil and military Yuansu, has already entered, according to the practice of the left and the right, they are divided into the two compartments of the court, standing solemnly, as for the ranks of the kings of the clan, they are sandwiched between the civil and military ministers, facing the throne of the Son of Heaven; In this way, the tripartite forces of Wenchen, military generals, and clans gathered in the temple.

At the end of the winter of the first year of Tiansheng, today's dynasty, this is the last heyday since the beginning of winter, and it is also the first great court meeting after the new emperor ascended the throne, except for Xiao Changling, the king of Qin, and Xiao Yingxue, the eldest princess of Pingyang, led troops into Beijing one after another; On such a major occasion today, almost all the pillars of the imperial court have entered Beijing with the general trend, including Ling Tao, the Duke of Xuanguo, who is about to unload the secretary of the Ministry of War, and Li Yuanzhong, the son of Li Yunchao, the king of Zhongshan in the founding Yuanrong - the hereditary general of the Zhuguo of Korea, and the generals of the Zhuguo who are the rest of the lords, have also put on their martial arts, and followed the rolling torrent when the sky was dark, and drove into the imperial road from the Gaomen Mansion in all directions, and poured into the imperial city gate......

At that time, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who was dressed in a crown, sat on the dragon throne, and the court meeting was already halfway through, and the hundred officials stood solemnly, as if the old monk had entered the meditation, silent, and the air was depressed to the extreme.

Suddenly, Xiao Changyao's eyebrows shone brightly, and the sharp gaze of the Son of Heaven glanced at the ministers in the hall, coughed lightly, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect that Zhongqing's legs were so tenacious!"

His Majesty the Emperor spoke calmly, his tone was low, but he was very rich in the momentum of a generation of emperors in the world, which made people shudder, as soon as the words of the Son of Heaven came out, all the courtiers in the palace looked at each other, I don't know what the meaning of His Majesty's words is, after all, the emperor's heart is like a fog, how can they be vain as courtiers?

Seeing the dazed appearance of the ministers, Xiao Changyao smiled slightly.

"It's been almost two hours since the five drums entered the dynasty to the present, and it's amazing that Qing and the others can still be so unmoved!"

As soon as they heard this, the ministers were relieved, it seems that His Majesty is in a good mood today, otherwise he would not have made fun of the big guy, so he let out a knowing laugh, breaking the silence in the hall.

"Recently, I have been reading ancient books, and I have learned that qi is clear and turbid...... Only when the turbidity is offset, can its qi be smooth. However, according to my view, the atmosphere of this Taiji Hall today is really a little turbid. Xiao Changyao smiled.

At this time, as the leader of the civil officials, Zai Fu Gao Dingcheng played a good job.

"Your Majesty is well-informed and knowledgeable, and the minister can't wait just in case. I just don't know what the word 'turbidity' means? ”

Gao Ding Cheng is an important minister of the dynasty, the official residence of the scholar and servant, leading the prince and the young master, Kaiping 19 years to the virtuous test, promoted to supervise the imperial history, since then the steady progress, after successively serving as the governor of Yu Prefecture and the history of Jingzhou Thorn, Yongxing 14 years, Xie Hao Zhishi, before he was able to enter the center, into the imperial history of the dynasty, is now the Great Zhou Zaifu.

"Gao Xiang, what do you think you mean by this?!" Xiao Changyao didn't respond, just asked indifferently.

"The minister is stupid and reckless, and he really doesn't know His Majesty's holy will." Gao Dingcheng smiled warmly.

Da Zhou Tianzi let out a long laugh.

"Since I have been in the imperial pole, Kyushu has returned to the Yuan, and the four realms are stable, which is of course the luck of my Great Zhou, but also the luck of all the people. Therefore, you Aiqing do not have to be restrained, you are all relaxed. Otherwise, when the Western Regions came to Beijing in a few days, they would see a mass of harmony in the imperial court, rather than a mass of condensation. Harmony will naturally lead to smooth state affairs, and condensation will make my Heavenly Empire self-inflicted, isn't it to teach Yi Di to look down on it! ”

After a while, Gao Dingcheng was suddenly, holding a jade wat in his hand, and gave a long salute.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Immediately afterwards, all the officials sang in unison.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

At this moment, Xiao Changyao reached out and took off the crown on his head and handed it to Lei Hao beside him.

"This crown is too heavy, I feel uncomfortable wearing it, go and get my hair crown."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lei Hao was ordered to leave.

After Lei Hao left, Xiao Changyao was full of smiles, his hair was tied but not crowned, he looked around at the civil and military ministers standing quietly in front of him, and raised his hand to signal everyone to sit down.

"I've been standing for so long, I must be tired, I can't bear it, if you don't dislike it, let's sit on the ground."

Suddenly, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do for a while. Compared with the coldness of the previous emperor, today's easy-going can make everyone feel more cordial, but the court etiquette is on top, which is ......

Just when everyone was hesitating, Gao Dingcheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." As he spoke, he took the lead and sat down on the ground. Seeing that Zaifu took the lead in setting an example, all the ministers burst into laughter, and they all sat down with him.

In an instant, the solemn and solemn ministers of the country sat on the ground together, and the atmosphere in the hall, which was still extremely condensed just now, instantly eased a lot.

Lei Hao took the hair crown and carefully put it on Xiao Changyao's head.

On the top of the Ninefold Palace, Xiao Changyao, who took off the crown and wore the crown of the Son of Heaven, sat alone on the towering Danqi, his eyes were deep, as if he was staring at the civil and military officials sitting on the ground, and as if he was looking at the capital from afar, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart.

"This world is ......, and after all, it is still mine. Back then, I braved so many winds and rains to get to where I am today, and if I didn't sit steadily for a few more decades, I wouldn't be reconciled. ”

Thinking of this, the past is like smoke, and scenes appear in front of the eyes of this Ninety-Five Venerable:

From the prince to the prince, from the prince to the son of heaven; From the Qiandi to the East Palace, and from the East Palace to the Imperial Palace, until today he sits on the imperial couch of the Taiji Palace, takes over the pilgrimage of the people, and accepts the mountain call long live.

Along the way, he has always been a lonely person, standing on the top of the mountain, bearing the eyes of all forces, open guns and hidden arrows; Along the way, he was accustomed to seeing the treacherous situation in the whirlpool of power, and with the decades of the Northern Zhou Empire, he finally wore the imperial crown that symbolized the supreme imperial power and became the master of the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. Even though he knew that at the beginning, his father was reluctant to make himself the prince, but he had to do his best to win his own glory.

Xiao Changyao quietly closed his eyes slightly, silent for a long time, and his heart was unprecedentedly lonely.

"I am the emperor and the master of the world in Kyushu, but why do I still feel empty in my heart, is it ...... In this life, I don't have enough of it?! The throne, power, glory, good wives, beautiful concubines, children, advisors, siblings, and ......, I was also lucky to have a woman in love. Haven't I had enough in this life! But when I have everything a man dreams of, am I really a winner? ”

Infinite loneliness enveloped the cold and lonely heart of this emperor.

At this moment, he kept asking himself, thinking about what kind of hero Emperor Taizu was back then, but after his death, he was just a small square inch of land buried under Jiuzhi Mountain, hero? And how! When I went through a lot of hardships, exhausted every bit of blood and sweat, desperately climbed a mountain called a hero, and finally conquered it, but I didn't expect that the result was that I was standing alone on the top of the mountain with no one around me, I felt so lonely, and it was not as happy and unrestrained as when I looked up at the top of the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

Result...... What kind of talent is a hero? Perhaps, this question is the answer that every man has been exploring all his life.

In this life, he is just a widow in this world after all.

The emperor's contemplation passed in a flash, and Xiao Changyao opened his eyes.

Even though he is now the Son of Heaven and rich from all over the world, however, in the depths of the hearts of a generation of heroes, he will never get rid of the flowing white clothes, a pair of eyes that seem to be burning with a majestic flame, and a cold and arrogant look on his handsome face; It was not so much that it was lingering, but that it was impossible to face it, because in his opinion, the two fierce rays that shot straight out of the eyes of the cold eagle were like two arrows off the string, flashing with a cold light that penetrated the bones, as if the next moment could tear the crown of the Son of Heaven, making him have no place to retreat, nowhere to hide.

For Xiao Changyao, this white dress is a close relative and a close enemy with him; He and he are not only siblings and blood relatives, but also lifelong enemies. Whether it is in the eyes of his father and mother, or in the eyes of the world, his existence is always so radiant, and he can only be a shadow under his brilliant halo, even if he is on the Ninth Five-Year Plan and becomes the lord of a country, he still can't break free from the shackles he brings.

It was he who took away the love of his father, the queen and the queen mother, all the brilliance that should have belonged to him, and even the heart of the woman he loved. So, this life...... They are destined to be enemies.

However, today, he did not show up, and the position that originally belonged to him as the King of Great Zhou Qin was empty at the moment.

Suddenly, Xiao Changyao swept away the previous warmth on his face, and his gaze suddenly became fierce.

"King Qin, why is the future today?!"

When he said this, his voice was extremely cold, as if it was squeezed out of his teeth little by little.

Suddenly, the hundred officials were silent, no one made a sound, they all hung their heads and held their breath, not daring to look directly at the cold pupils of Da Zhou Tianzi. Because, as we all know, King Qin and his 400,000 Jingbei Army have always been a big trouble in His Majesty's heart, and besides, the past of King Qin and the noble concubine is a thorn in His Majesty's heart.

The ministers bowed their heads. Xiao Changyao looked displeased and took a deep breath.

"Yang Qingyue!"

"The minister is here." Shi Yang Qingyue, the head of the Qin Palace, who was dressed in a scarlet official uniform, stood up with a trembling body, knelt on his knees in front of the palace, and never looked up.

"Qing is the long history of the King of Qin who was sealed by me, tell me, what is going on!" Xiao Changyao asked coldly.

"Back to Your Majesty...... His Royal Highness King Qin is sick." Yang Qingyue replied.

What?!

The king of Qin was sick, and Xiao Changling, the king of Qin, who had experienced a hundred battles, turned out to be sick; In an instant, the expressions of the civil and military officials immediately changed subtly, some looked surprised, some looked stunned, and some set their eyes on His Majesty the Emperor's face that was not angry and arrogant.

"Sick?! What disease? Xiao Changyao snorted softly.

"It is said that it is ......, and last night I was infected with a cold and caught a cold."

"Catch a cold?!"

I saw that the muscles on Xiao Changyao's face seemed to be changing in various ways of convulsions, as if he was sneering, as if he was laughing madly, and as if he was going crazy, such an almost distorted expression was simply difficult to describe, and it didn't look like the demeanor of an emperor at all.

In an instant, the solemn Tai Chi Hall was silent, so quiet that only the sound of breathing was there.

"It's really a strange news, the first god of war in the Great Zhou can actually catch a cold."

Suddenly, Xiao Changyao let out a burst of laughter, and the laughter was like a shackle in the middle of the night, a little wild and a little shocking, so that the bodies of the ministers unconsciously shook at the moment of laughter.

When the eyes of all the ministers converged on Xiao Changyao, the Great Zhou Heavenly Son on the Danqi again, everyone was surprised to find that the haze on His Majesty's face was swept away, and a calm look filled his cheeks.

"Since you are sick, then send the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat me, and tell the King of Qin for me, so that he can recuperate well and cherish the country, and I ...... With him, the coming day is long. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yang Qing retreated.

"Alright, let's stop here today." Xiao Changyao showed his dragon robe expressionlessly.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!" The ministers stood up and saluted.

Xiao Changyao left the throne and stepped down the Danqi slowly. Suddenly, the Son of Heaven stumbled under his feet, his body shook, and he almost stood unsteadily, and Lei Hao, who was driving with him, saw this and immediately held the emperor's dragon body; In this way, the group walked down the Danqi quickly, and under the gaze of the civil and military officials, their backs became farther and farther away, until they disappeared at the end of the thousand-layer palace......

In the hall of Xianyang, the cigarette smoke is thick, the purple mist is swirling, and the posture of a generation of emperors stands alone in front of the window, full of gloom.

"Apu, I ...... with you, and I have finally come to this point."

……

Above the wilderness, Yongping Hunting Ground.

The wind was strong, and the cold north wind swept through the Gyeonggi paddock where the grass was all over the fields; The pale yellow weeds were tormented by the oncoming wind, and they fell down one after another, and they made a loud noise.

For a time, on the open wilderness, the wind blew the grass low, and the wind ran the grass.

Nowadays, the winter is in full bloom, a north wind is raging at night, and in the early morning, the whole Yongping City is covered with a layer of snow and gravel. The water of the Juma River, which traversed the camp of Jingbei, had just shaken off the shackles of the heavy snow for several days, and became noisy, wanting to rush to the pine forest in the distance with the momentum of wild horses.

From Yongping City along the Juma River to the north, it is the Yongping hunting ground with ravines and ravines and grass covering the sky. I saw that the mountains were all over the field, covered with countless fallen leaves, and the remaining snow on the trunks of the trees was struggling in the wind.

As early as when the first emperor was there, here was the place where His Royal Highness the King of Qin rode horses and hunted, with a radius of dozens of miles, all of which were controlled by Jingbei iron horses, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter the mountain.

At that time, there were all kinds of birds and beasts in the vast hunting grounds, basically deer, elk, sheep, rabbits, and roe deer, and there were a few leopards and black bears, as well as a few tigers and wild boars.

Between the mountains, forests and ravines, wild deer gallop, eagles and dogs chase each other.

Suddenly, smoke and dust billowed ahead, horses galloped, and the sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer.

Bang!

But when he heard the thunderbolt, a feathered arrow flew out of the air, and a doe fell in response.

The crisp sound of the horsewhip immediately echoed in the valley, and the aftermath was endless. With the sound of the horsewhip, a horse dressed in white came, the majestic horse was purple, carrying a man in white, the flying horse leaped, riding the dust, and the dust of the horse's hooves was also left far behind.

When the sa Luzi approached the doe that fell to the ground with an arrow, the man in white on the horse, clasped the horse's belly, slowly lowered the longbow in his hand, and Sa Luzi suddenly soared into the air with his front hooves, and after a long neigh, he stood like a sculpture.

Between heaven and earth, Xiao Changling rode a horse alone, a figure in white clothes, standing tall under the sky. He sat upright on horseback, his straight body, unmoving.

The king of Jingbei rode his horse and stood.

I saw that under the reflection of the faint light, between Xiao Changling's arms, a pair of silver rolling cloud bracers slowly drooped, like mountains standing side by side, without the slightest trembling, only the majestic wind that was as calm as a mountain.

The wind is blowing.

Xiao Changling is dressed lightly today, wearing a crown on his head, with a ribbon inlaid with twelve white jade pearls floating on the crown, lined with a white narrow-sleeved shirt, a Xuanyan armor, pedaling Liuyun combat boots, a white leather belt at the waist, decorated with Bai Yu Shuangbi on the left and right, hanging an antique Chengying sword, holding a longbow, and carrying a pot of feather arrows in front of the saddle, which looks extraordinarily energetic.

Such a capable dress, coupled with the sassy purple horse under Xiao Changling's seat, looking from a distance, it seems more and more handsome and chic, beautiful and elegant; Looking closely, I saw that his face was like a bright moon, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was a touch of wisdom in his eyes, worthy of the posture of a king.

At the same time, with a long neighing of angry horses, behind Xiao Changling, a large number of horse teams suddenly appeared, countless black horses, raising snow-white hooves, stepping on the fluffy grass of the Yongping Hunting Ground, with a sonorous sound of hooves.

That's a full 300 iron floats, black helmets, black armor, black horses, black spears......

Even in winter, the Yongping hunting ground is still like a fairyland, as soon as he gallops into this lush forest, Xiao Changling suddenly feels more energetic, he whips his horse, bends his bow and gallops, and the three hundred iron floating slaughter under his command are also like wolves and tigers. A group of people and horses through the mountains and forests, iron horses roll Pinggang; Since entering Beijing, Xiao Changling has never been as happy as today, at this moment, between the galloping horses, it seems that he has regained the enthusiasm and pride of leading the troops to destroy Chu.

At this moment, the two knights of the Iron Float, led by the horse, turned over and dismounted, strode up to the doe, and were about to lift her up; However, when the two men bent down, they miraculously found that the tip of the arrow nailed to the doe had wedged into the back of the head, and the shaft of the arrow had pierced out of the doe's left eye, and the gurgling blood stained the feather arrowhead red.

"The king is good at archery—"

In an instant, three hundred iron floating slaughterers, raised their arms and shouted, cheering and thundering; The bright tip of the spear, under the light sunlight, reflected a large area of cold light.

Surrounded by iron horses, Xiao Changling is as majestic as a mountain, still standing on horseback, although he was born in the royal family, but his back is steep, his body is majestic, the bridge of his nose is high and straight, his eyes are sharp, he is dressed in white and is dressed in snow, and he is ironed on his body, which shows more and more the awe-inspiring spirit of a generation of heroes.

The long wind howled, rolling up the flowing white clothes of the king of Jingbei, blowing his black hair, and disturbing his heart.

……

The sun and the moon, mountains and rivers, the white-clothed general believed in the horses and swam the reins, casting a broken back of the goose and the lonely Hong.