Chapter One Hundred and Seven

Meng Yi glanced sideways slightly.

Zhang Han's brows moved slightly.

Wang Li raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked in the direction of Xinghuo.

Something appeared in his sight, it seemed to be a very deep obsession, the passage of time for thousands of years has not faded her obsession, but in the years of stargazing, it has become more and more deep into the bone marrow, never dying, or in other words, even if she is frustrated and scattered, her obsession will not fade in the slightest.

When a person does all the impossible things, when a person puts his body together little by little in two thousand years, more than 700,000 days and nights, it is torture and opportunity, she walks the darkest and most difficult part of the road, and wins a glimmer of life for herself.

She has no abilities, no golden fingers, just a lonely soul who breaks a gap in the wheel of fate, letting fate rewrite for itself and turn back time for herself.

- She wants her father to live a long life, and she wants her Great Qin Qianqiu to be prosperous.

And she did.

The emperor is in good health, and he has not seen any old age.

The empire is prosperous and peaceful, and the immortal foundation is slowly spreading out in front of the world.

She did all the impossible things, so in the temple, in front of the emperor, she appeared in front of everyone in her own form for the first time, it was a spark, it was a star above the nine heavens, and it was also a broken body buried under the bottom for two thousand years, she lingered on the shoulders of the imperial princess, and slowly leaned towards the emperor, with a little cautious temptation, wanting to get closer, but she was afraid that her starfire would pass through the emperor's fingertips.

Wang Li was dazzled.

How could the starlight above the Milky Way fall in the temple?

How could they hover around Eleven? Even followed Eleven's body to touch His Majesty?

Is it snow that has been out there for too long, so something is wrong with the eyes?

Wang Li frowned, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"It's-"

Tai Shiling's voice sounded in the hall, "This is a vision from heaven?!" ”

Wang Li's movements paused slightly, and he raised his hand instantly.

The moment he rubbed his eyes, the spark was flourishing, from the original little starlight to an extremely bright and dazzling existence, shrouded in the queen daughter, and even fell on the emperor.

"No, it's not a vision from heaven, it's, it's, it's an ancestral manifestation!"

Feng Chang's excited voice sounded, "When did the heavens protect my Great Qin?" The fact that my Great Qin can have today is the result of the expansion of the territory of the Sixth Ming Emperor, and it is also the result of His Majesty's sweeping of the Six in One to dominate the world! ”

"The world is unified, Kyushu is unified, and Your Majesty has surpassed the three emperors and the five emperors!"

"The yield of good seeds per mu is more than 1,000, papermaking and printing have come one after another, and it is no longer a problem to travel thousands of miles a day to ride the wind and waves, and the queen daughter deserves to be the heir of His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is the first emperor, the crown princess is the first generation, and she is the first female heir in Chinese history!"

Too excited, Feng Chang's voice trembled slightly, "Great Qin is so brilliant, the ancestors and ancestors should manifest their spirits!" ”

"That's right! Fathers and fathers should be apparitioned! ”

Tai Shi Ling reacted instantly, "Your Majesty, your canonization of the imperial crown princess is what everyone expects!" Even the ancestors of Great Qin thought so! ”

With a plop, Feng Chang knelt on the ground, "Ancestors, we have heard your heart. ”

"Your Majesty has lived up to your expectations, and the crown princess is even more of a dragon and phoenix among people, you look at today's Great Qin, but it is still a weak Qin in a corner of the year?"

Everyone fell to their knees.

Everyone saluted the Spark.

Fengchang's voice resounded through the hall, and the ceremonial officials passed it outside one after another.

The guards fell to their knees.

The ministers and doctors knelt three times and bowed nine times.

The Qinzi flag was raised high in the wind, and the warm red and heavy black pierced the clouds, gently reflecting the light of the rising golden crow.

In the temple, Wang Ben and Mengtian exchanged glances with each other, and saw a touch of surprise in each other's eyes.

Feng Zheng Feng was amazed.

Li Si's eyes fell on the spark, and tears glistened in the eyes of the prime minister, who was no longer young.

- How can there be so many visions from heaven and ancestral manifestations?

At this time, what was in the temple was nothing more than a soul that had walked for more than 2,000 years to get home.

Meng Yi's brows furrowed slightly.

This is obviously a grand event, an auspicious elephant, and something that every Great Qin citizen is proud of, but for some reason, he felt that his chest was stuffy, as if he was being pressed by a boulder, which made him a little breathless.

Feng Chang and Tai Shi Ling said that the starlight was the manifestation of the Great Qin Ancestor and was formed by the condensation of the spirit, but he looked like it was a patchwork of fragments, and it was barely gathered into a human form after a lot of hardship, or he couldn't distinguish the body shape and the human form of men and women.

Or rather, it's not a human form, it's just a shape that it tries to maintain by emulating the people around it.

- It doesn't like its own form, so it does everything in its power to maintain a human-like appearance, even if the people around it can't see its face and appearance.

Meng Yi was silent for a moment.

The boulder on his chest was getting heavier and heavier, almost making him breathless, and he gasped with difficulty, but his hand slowly lifted up, and it seemed to be the most instinctive reaction, and he reached out to Starfire—he wanted to touch Starfire, he wanted to touch her.

Ying Zheng spread his palms.

The spark fell on his palm, like a wanderer thousands of miles away finally found his way home, holding his father's hand, and returning home step by step.

Ying Zheng smiled, and Ling Lifeng's eyes were full of tenderness at this moment.

"Eleven."

The emperor said softly, "These thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are mine, but they are also yours." ”

Starfire moved.

She seemed to understand the emperor's words, tilted her head to think about the meaning of this sentence, this sentence was very simple and straightforward, but it made her think for a long time, it seemed that she didn't understand the emperor's words, she reacted after a while, she slowly withdrew her hand holding the emperor, and shrouded Hehua again.

- She's your eleven, I'm not.

Ying Zheng.

It doesn't matter, these are trifles.

The important thing is that they share the glory of the times.

"This ...... Is this an ancestral apparition? ”

Wang Li took a long time to find his voice, "The ancestor manifestation is a spark?" ”

Can't you?

He didn't know it, he said first, shouldn't the ancestral manifestation be full of red light and strange fragrance? How could it be a little starlight coming together? And it looks like it's still humanoid? It's just that the starlight is very ethereal, and I can't see the figure or the men and women.

"Of course it's the Ancestral Manifestation!"

As Feng Chang, who was born in the Great Qin clan, Feng Chang said without hesitation, "This is the appreciation of the ancestors of the Ying clan to Your Majesty, and it is also an affirmation of the imperial princess!" ”

Are you kidding?

How can the visions of the heavens have the appearance of the ancestors?

The former is the heaven that has nothing to do with them, who can give them visions and can give to others.

But the latter is their real ancestor, and he will never do anything that does not appear to them, but to outsiders.

The ancestors appeared, they have a light on the face of the Ying clan, the Ying clan is angry, and the ancestors can also enjoy the sacrifices and worship of the four seasons and eight festivals, they are the real same qi and even the branches are prosperous and the losses are lost, not one day the Great Qin has fallen, and in just a few years, a new dynasty has risen rapidly to implement all the reincarnation transformations of the Heavenly Dao that are often not for Yao Cun and not for the sake of death.

Therefore, it is better to say that this matter is the manifestation of the ancestors.

Raise the ancestors to the position of heaven, thousands of years later, it will be the gods worshiped by the world.

Feng Chang's eyes were shining, "Taishi Ling, everything today must be firmly recorded in the history books!" ”

"Your Majesty brought the Empress Dowager to worship the Sect Temple, and the spirit of the Sect Temple turned into a spark, and it highly recognized the heir chosen by His Majesty!"

"Whoa!"

Tai Shi Ling's eyes looked at Xinghuo from time to time, and he responded to the usual orders, "The lower officials will not write down a word in the history books for future generations to admire and consult." ”

Wang Li listened to the conversation between Tai Shiling and Feng Chang, but his eyes looked at Xinghuo without blinking.

Is this really the spark condensed by the spirits of the ancestors of the Great Qin Dynasty?

He didn't believe it.

If this is the case, he only has respect in his heart, and he just wants to bow and worship, but now, although he has respect in his heart, he is more guilty, like a breach of contract that has not been made up until death, and a heavy guilt envelops him, so that he understands for the first time what guilt is for the first time.

It was a feeling of sitting on pins and needles, the whole body was not his own, he looked at Xinghuo blankly, and he wanted to dig out his heart and give it to her, but he couldn't, because he was the general of Daqin, and he was the young general of the Wang family who was supposed to protect his family and defend the country.

The guilt is extreme, and there is only the pain of eroding bones and flesh.

Wang Li was extremely irritable.

Zhang Han was surprisingly quiet.

Without Meng Yi, even breathing is a torment, and there is no Wang Li's inability to deal with himself, he looked at the sparks lingering around Hehua, and there were not too many fluctuations in his heart.

People in the world often say that providence makes people, but there is another saying, which is called that man will conquer heaven.

So there is no need to attribute the hatred of life and death to providence and affection, when you know what you care about most, then the whole world will make way for you.

What high-ranking official Houlu was famous before and after his death, and what national enemy hated the world to spurn, it was just a moment of hesitation when he made a choice, and in an instant, he still embarked on the road of no return that would surely die.

He doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in himself.

What the letter holds in his hand is the truth, and he believes that he will fight all his life, and don't talk about the end of the world.

"The ancestors appeared, and the great Qin was prosperous and eternal."

The ceremonial officer sang loudly, "Kneel—"

Everyone bowed three times and bowed nine times.

The three princes and nine kings, the doctors and guards, put their heads on the ground, respectful and pious.

Rather than saying that they were sacrificing to the temple, it was better to say that they were kneeling down and worshipping the spark, and they bowed in the direction of the spark, as if only in this way could they express the supreme reverence and praise in their hearts.

Starfire watched all this quietly, a flash of emotion in her empty eyes.

"They're worshipping you."

She heard someone talking to her in the bottom of her heart, and her voice was soft, with a little smile, "You are worthy of their three knees and nine bows, and even worship you as a god." ”

Xinghuo didn't speak, in fact, she couldn't speak, she watched everyone's worship, looked at their respect and seriousness, this is the most solemn sacrificial ceremony in this era, sacrificing the ancestors of the Great Qin Dynasty, but even more sacrificing herself.

"Eleven."

She heard her name called.

Not one person, but a group of people, young and sharp, or with a pale voice, many voices converging into one sentence and sounding behind her.

Almost knee-jerk, she turned to look behind her, wondering who the person who called her name was.

Then she saw that the portraits of the ancestors of the Great Qin Dynasty had all turned into people, Qin Xiaogong, Qin Hui Wang, Qin Wu Wang, Qin Zhaoxiang King, Qin Xiaowen King, they all appeared! The six generations of Great Qin's Ming monarchs and even more ancient ancestors, they floated above the portrait and looked at her, with a majestic but loving smile on their faces.

Spark was surprised.

- This is the ancestor of Great Qin!

But the people around didn't seem to be able to see them, she turned her head and looked around, everyone was only worshipping and worshipping, and they didn't realize that the ancestors of Great Qin really appeared.

Only she could see them.

And he said, "Only the dead can see the dead."

Dead people are able to communicate with dead people.

Starfire found that he could make a sound, "Ancestors, you ......"

"We're here for you."

King Xiang of Qin Zhuang smiled gently.

Qin Xiao said fairly, "Eleven, you did a good job. ”

"You are the pride of your father, and you are our pride."

King Qin Huiwen's eyes were kind.

King Qin Zhaoxiang was white-haired, "Child, go, the lonely king promises you to be rich and glorious, and you are full of light." ”

King Qin Wu smiled heartily, "You have a share of this prosperous country, and the incense of the four seasons and eight festivals is even more appropriate."

You share it with us. ”

Starfire moved slightly.

This is an affirmation from the ancestors.

Like her father, they recognize her, like her, and are proud of her.

It doesn't get much better than that.

Father is here, Daqin is here, and the ancestors of all generations are also there.

Starfire sighed softly.

Something fell on her.

Warm, warm, and constantly injected into her body, making it difficult for her to maintain "human travel" in an instant.

She no longer had limbs as rigid as a machine, and no longer had the sparks dissipated with her large movements, she was now in human form, and the sparks were intimately connected, just as she had been in the eleventh century when she lived with the help of other people's bodies, and at the peak, she was able to use her body flexibly.

But now, not only can she use her body flexibly, but there is also something warm gathering under her eyes.

The thing seemed to be water vapor, and it came so fast that her vision was confused, and she couldn't see the faces of the ancestors of the past dynasties.

This is obviously a delusion, she has long since died, it is impossible for a person who has been dead for more than two thousand years to have human senses, tears are something she will not have, just as she cannot taste the taste of tea and rice and the fragrance of flowers, she will only have these things when she lives with the help of another body of herself.

But now, this is Daqin, not the eleventh century, she has no body, only the spark that can barely be gathered with all her strength, she can't even maintain her human form, how can she have human senses?

It must be an illusion.

It's because she hasn't seen so many people for a long time that she will give birth to the trance that only people will have.

But the next moment, she clearly felt that there was moisture gathering under her eyes, it was indeed moisture, which made her vision a little blurred, and even something warm slipped from the corner of her eye, rolled down her cheek, and smashed down her cheek to the ground.

There was a deafening sound of worship around her, but she heard the sound of the thing hitting the ground, which seemed to shatter into many pieces and splash all around, staining the surroundings with a little bit of wetness.

— it was her silent tears.

Xinghuo was slightly stunned.

"Ten, eleven?"

She heard Wang Li's exclamation, "Two eleven?!" ”

The huge palace suddenly fell silent, and only the sound of worship outside the palace was still continuing.

Starfire looked down at herself, she was no longer Starfire, but a complete body, the appearance of her fourteen-year-old, wearing dark clothes.

This year, she was still the princess of Daqin, and happily went on a cruise with her father, who suddenly fell seriously ill, and her good mood was swept away, and then as her father became thinner, her heart sank to the bottom little by little.

Meng Yi sacrificed to heaven, earth, mountains and rivers on behalf of his father, praying for his father's health to improve as soon as possible.

Wang left the northern frontier to replace Meng Tian, so that Meng Tian and his eldest brother could return earlier.

Father has obviously made two preparations, one is that his condition is improving, and the other is that he is not on vacation, but the matter of Daqin even producing several generations of Ming Jun seems to have exhausted all the national fortunes of Daqin, and Father's preparations have all failed, Zhao Gaomi is not mourned, Li Si got on Hu Hai's thief ship under coercion and lure, and then it was out of control, and the Great Qin clan and loyal ministers and good generals began the most difficult death battle royale since the founding of Great Qin.

After that, it's up to her.

She is never afraid of death, but she is afraid that her death is meaningless, she is a mantis arm as a car, and she is the most inconspicuous grain of gravel in the dust of history.

How could she be willing?

Her father died suddenly, her Great Qin died even more suddenly, and she died in despair in endless torment.

The sky never blesses Qin, and she doesn't believe in the will of heaven to make people, she only believes in herself.

So she returned bloody when the fire was full of fire, she was the princess Hehua, the emperor of Great Qin, the youngest daughter of the first emperor Yingzheng's favorite, she did not allow herself to end up like this, and she did not allow her father's corpse to be accompanied by salted fish, and Daqin I died.

Two thousand years is a long time.

But it was precisely because it was extraordinarily long that she had enough time to try and make mistakes, this method didn't work, so she tried the next one, more than 700,000 days and nights, she tried an unknown number of methods, and finally found a new way in the land of China, reversing time and space, and predicting the future.

And now, she has succeeded.

"Are you—Eleven?"

Wang Li's voice sounded in his ears.

Qin Shiyi raised his head, the man looked shocked, but more of a joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, "Are you...... Where's Eleven? ”

"You, you seem to be a little smaller? How old are you? A baker's dozen? Or fourteen? ”

Qin Hehua frowned.

- Wang Li can actually see her?

Feng Zheng Feng went to the disease, and his mouth opened slightly.

- No, why did there be two princesses?

One is younger, about thirteen, fourteen or five years old, one is the current princess, the two stand side by side, one is a young phoenix soaring for nine days, showing the majesty of the princess, and the other has a more ethereal and cold temperament, with a coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, although the appearance is very similar, but the temperament is completely different.

The doors of the temple were slowly shut.

Meng Yi came from the temple gate.

He was the first to notice that the starlight was slowly beginning to transform into a physical entity, and after realizing this change, he sent all the idlers and others out of the temple, and now the people in the hall are either His Majesty's confidants and important ministers, or officials who flatter Taishi Ling and the like—the news will not be spread, even if it is the auspicious appearance of the ancestors.

Wang Ben raised his hand and bumped his elbow against Meng Tian beside him, "General Meng? ”

"Yes, General."

Meng Tian looked at the newly emerged princess without blinking, and said in a voice that only he and Wang Ben could hear, "It seems that it is not the ancestor who has appeared, but the princess who is going against the sky." ”

"It's not a princess, it's a princess."

Wang Ben smiled leisurely and corrected Meng Tian's words.

Zhang Han glanced at the newly appeared princess, and after a few breaths, he withdrew his gaze, his face was calm, and there was no emotional fluctuation.

The biggest emotional fluctuation is Wang Li.

At the moment when Qin Hehua appeared, the man had already rushed over, the girl didn't pay attention to his words, but he was still asking the girl, as if the guilt that had been suppressed to the extreme finally had a place to vent, he didn't expect that he could be forgiven, he just wanted to see if she was safe and sound at this time.

Very strange emotions.

Obviously, he poured out his heart and lungs for Eleven and never did anything to be sorry for Eleven, but after the new Eleven appeared, the guilt and anxiety reached its peak.

Ying Zheng stood up, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on Qin Hehua.

The girl was obviously a little confused, she didn't know what happened to her before she suddenly had her own body, and her slightly childish face looked at the portraits of the ancestors of Daqin hesitantly with a hint of doubt.

"You gave me the body?"

Qin Hehua asked.

"No, it's you."

King Qin Wu said with a smile.

Qin Hehua's brows furrowed slightly.

"Why did my brother tease her?"

Qin Zhaoxiang's old voice sounded.

Qin Xiaogong stroked his beard lightly, "You gave Daqin the future, and Daqin's future will naturally be fed back to you." ”

"The future of Great Qin?"

Qin Hehua stretched out his hand and moved his fingers slightly.

The fingers are very flexible, not the stiffness after being spliced after breaking, but the perfect reaction of a complete body, ten fingers are slender, and the nails are shining with a healthy flesh-pink luster, this is a pair of well-maintained hands, not a pair of broken palms that even the joints are broken.

The hands are like this, the body is even more so, the neck is no longer stiff, the body is no longer difficult to control, the voice is no longer hot and hoarse, and it is like swallowing a blade without saying a word, but a very clear voice, which is very good.

"It's incense and faith."

King Qin Huiwen's voice sounded, "Eleven, this incense of worship for all beings has given you a body. ”

"Just like Nezha?"

Hehua bent his eyes and smiled.

The people around her could not see the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty, but she could see it, not only could she see it, but she could also hear their conversation with another self, "Nezha cut the flesh and deboned it to return to his parents, but his master made a new body for him with lotus root, and after enjoying the incense of the people, the body made of lotus root has life." ”

King Qin Wu nodded, "It can be understood in this way. ”

King Qin Zhaoxiang said, "Child, the heavens don't bless you, but Great Qin blesses you." ”

"Princess Daqin should live in the world with dignity, not as a lonely ghost who can't see the light."

"Go, live as the princess of Daqin, and travel the world with your father as the crown princess."

King Xiang of Qin Zhuang's gaze fell on Ying Zheng, "Go with your father and take a look at the magnificence of the mountains and rivers of Great Qin." ”

Ying Zheng's brows moved slightly, and he slowly raised his head.

From time to time, the breeze blows by, his father Qin Zhuang Xiangwang's picture scroll gently sways with the breeze, the father on the picture scroll is very young, the eyebrows can be vaguely seen warm and generous, Fusu's appearance and temper are a bit like his father, are generous and benevolent temperament, perhaps this is one of the reasons why he particularly prefers Fusu, in addition to being his eldest son, but also somewhat similar to his father.

Ying Zheng looked at the picture scroll quietly.

The highly skilled painter who painted the portrait of the emperor gave him the illusion that his father was looking at him when he looked at the scroll and looked at the person on it.

"Zheng'er."

King Xiang of Qin Zhuang looked at his child gently and sighed softly.

Ying Zheng's ears moved slightly.

In a trance, he heard someone call him Zheng'er, what seemed to be his father's voice, a voice he had last heard decades ago.

The scroll moves without wind.

After a half-breath, the picture scroll calmed down, the emperors on the picture scroll are still the same as they were when they were alive, some people are high-spirited to try the world, some people are the enemies of the empire, some people are introverted and steady, and some are as warm as jade, which is the warm spring light on the occasion of spring.

Ying Zheng slowly withdrew his gaze.

Hehua's eyes flickered, and Yu Guang noticed the subtle changes in Ying Zheng's expression.

- It doesn't matter, if Father doesn't hear it, she will tell Father in private, Father's Father, and she really misses Father.

Feng Chang pinched the Taishi Ling beside him.

"Shhhh

Tai Shi Ling let out a cry of pain.

"It wasn't a dream."

Bong's voice murmured.

"Certainly not a dream."

Hehua pulled his other self and introduced to everyone generously, "This is another Great Qin princess, from the future after two thousand years. ”

"There is no so-called god, and there is no so-called chosen by the Book of Heaven."

"Whether it is papermaking or printing, the seeds per mu and the complete industrial chain all come from this princess."

How can there be so many physical abilities?

It's obviously another person's blood and bones, and he changed his life against the sky.

"This—these things are from the princess?!"

Feng Zheng couldn't believe his ears.

Feng Qujian looked at Qin Hehua again.

Wang Ben sighed.

"Not me."

Qin Hehua's voice was cold, "I'm just a medium, and she brought these things to you." ”

"What else are we going to share between you and me?"

Hehua couldn't help laughing.

Qin Hehua shook his head, "No, you are you, I am me." ”

"Your business is your business, and my business is mine, not to be mixed up."

Meng Yi's brows furrowed slightly.

- This princess's temperament is completely different from that of the princess, and her personality is also very different.

"But, you two know—"

Wang Li scratched his head, and the words behind him were forcibly held back and did not speak.

"We are indeed different people."

Hehua smiled lightly, his eyes were shining, and he invited his other self, "Father is about to tour the south and seal Mount Tai, do you want to go with us?" ”：，，.