Wine sacrifice, an official name of an ancient feudal dynasty, is equivalent to a priest, who is in charge of the scepter of the sacrifice and holds divine power.

Whenever the emperor wanted to ignore the people, the wine sacrifice in charge of the divine power began to artificially create gods. Auspicious clouds appeared from the sky, the pig with gold leaf became a unicorn, the python became a flying dragon, and the great emperor Bixia became the son of a god, although it may have been an illegitimate child.

The god-making movement, in the final analysis, is for the rule of imperial power.

Theocracy served the imperial power, which was characteristic of the Central Plains Dynasty. Those who hold the divine right will always be the emperor's favorite. In this way, a terrorist group headed by the emperor was formed, and they had the army, wealth, and knowledge at their disposal, and with these, the emperor could be the lord of the world. If one of the three things is missing at random, the emperor will be finished.

The wine sacrifice of the Great Sui Dynasty was an old drunkard, who had secretly drunk the fine wine used to sacrifice to the heavens, slept in the wine vat, and urinated in the corner of the wall. This is a fool, and although everyone knows that he is pretending to be confused, he still has to pretend to be confused. Because he is not confused, the emperor is not happy, and the wise and great emperor Bixia will not allow the person who holds the divine power to be a shrewd saint.

It is not just a person who can become a wine sacrifice, and the wine sacrifice may not have strong force and wisdom that borders on demons, but he must have a sensitive heart, a heart that is one with heaven and earth. That is, to listen to the heart of heaven, this heaven is not the emperor, but this shijie.

He is the person this Shijie loves the most, and he is a messenger who can listen to the words of the Heavenly Dao. For example, if there is a storm one day, what others see is an ordinary storm, but what the sake festival sees is Shijie's instructions to him, and he can understand the language of nature.

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There is a wine vat under the colorful pear tree. The aroma of wine wafts for ten miles. The smell of wine wafting into the alley drunk the lazy cats.

The priest slept in the old wine. His body is very skinny. The avatar is a teenager, less than a meter. The arms and legs were like reed rods, so thin that they seemed to break when the wind blew.

This is a physically handicapped person.

The lid of the urn was opened, and the sunlight shone into the dark vat, irritating his eyelids, causing him to sneeze and wake up in a daze.

"Teacher. I'll change your wine......"

The lid of the wine was opened by the students of the sake festival, the only one who looked in his twenties, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and kept his side face shining in the sun, because it looked handsome to him. The youth is the next priest, and each priest is guided by heaven to find the heir who has just been born during his reign, and this is the only official position that is not appointed by the emperor.

The young man held several jars of fine wine and prepared to pour wine into the wine vat.

"Forget it. No more drinking, pull me out. There are guests coming......"

The young man was slightly surprised, and said suspiciously: "Who will come to us? Our family has not had guests for more than ten years, and the wild grass at the door is not knee-......."

The young man took out the wine offering like a child, and then crouched down, because he knew that the teacher in front of him was very careful, and if you asked him to talk with his head up to you, he would be angry, and he would make you as tall as him when he was angry.

A high-ranking official once laughed at his short stature, and a stubborn drunkard broke the high-ranking official's legs, and no one dared to laugh at him to his face again, although he would certainly make irresponsible remarks behind his back.

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In the alley overflowing with the smell of wine, Zhou Sheng held Chu Yanhua's little hand, and the footsteps startled those drunk wild cats.

"Meow Meow~~"

Wild cats are not afraid of people at all, and this wild cat and dog have a fierce personality and scratch people when they are in a hurry.

In the dilapidated courtyard full of wild grass, Zhou Sheng tidied up the little padded jacket for his daughter, and the board was neat. "I'm going to call the teacher when I meet that later, remember?"

"Understood", the little guy was very smart, and nodded heavily.

The gate has long been opened, and the messy leaves on the cobblestone path have been cleaned, and the texture of the brooms on the ground can tell that they have just been cleaned.

In the pear orchard, the wine festival is sitting in a precarious position, with a pear blossom table and chairs in front of it, and a small stove in the middle, on which the spirits are warm. Because of his short stature, he sat on the seat with only one head sticking out, his neck down under the table, and his calves could not kick the ground, so he could only levitate in the air.

His student was hunched over behind him, chopsticks in his hand and clipping sashimi for his teacher. Some fishy sashimi is best dipped in wine......

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"Hello teacher", Chu Yanhua made a teacher salute.

"Hmm! sit", the old kid smashed it.

Zhou Sheng sat opposite, put his daughter on his lap, and pinched a piece of vinegared mutton from the plate with both hands and stuffed it into his daughter's mouth. It may be that the mutton is a little fishy, and the little guy doesn't like to eat it.

Zhou Sheng put some greasy fingers in his mouth and sucked it, the taste was really not very good, he felt that he should put some yams.

"Son, my daughter, I have been a student for you, I am cheap for you, and I will teach her all your skills, although you look a little ...... Knock, but you're the wisest person I've ever found, and your bigger than cat head has a super brain......"

The students of the wine festival were taken aback when they heard someone call the teacher a gentleman, and the word '矬' could not appear in the teacher's ears, otherwise the teacher would be furious, no less than a dozen magnitude earthquakes. glanced up at the rude middle-aged man, but the imaginary frenzy did not appear. Looking at the teacher's calm face, he guessed who the middle-aged man in front of him was, and he didn't make the teacher angry......

The sake priest used the fish bones to pick the teeth, and ate the small bit of meat that was removed, which made people feel sick to watch.

"Yes, but I'll only sacrifice and fool people, similar to a singer......"

"Okay, just learn to fool people......"

This year, Zhou Sheng handed over his daughter to the wine festival to teach, and Chu Yanhua's children had a teacher who was about the same as her, and began to learn how to fool people......

Looking at the back of the vicissitudes of life that had left, the young man couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, who is that person?"

"He's ...... ...... days"

"God?"

"The day ...... of this shijie"

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The wheel of history rotates, the long river of time rushes, and the flowers bloom. Spring goes and autumn comes. Time is a pig-killing knife. Red, cherries, green, plantains. Shaohua is fleeting. It is easy to grow old.

In the ninth year of the Great Cause, the fifth year of Zhou Sheng's settlement in Kyoto, Father Yang died, and eleven children cried for three days and three nights. It was also this year that the surviving Yang was heartbroken, and within half a month of Yang's father's burial, Yang also died.

After the death of his parents, Zhou Sheng gave a sum of money to his younger siblings. Let them be self-reliant. The courtyard was quiet, and Zhou Sheng's life was even more plain, drinking every day and going to the theater to listen to the play.

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In the fourteenth year of the Great Cause, the Great Sui Dynasty died. The tyrant Emperor Yang of Sui died, and his ambition dissipated with his death. Goryeo was not destroyed after all, but under the conquest of this emperor, it also fell apart and was divided into three shili, including Silla.

The Sui Dynasty died, and the heroes chased the Central Plains. The war has left people scattered and the fields barren. Boom and fall, the hard days under the iron hoof are here again.

In another three years, the Tang Dynasty was established, and Chu Yanhua also became the first empress in history, with the date Jianyuan.

In the first year of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, light taxation, light labor, and production, the country gradually recovered its vitality.

Chu Yanhua's ascension to the throne of God, on the one hand, is the support of the Taoist Lord and others, and the armament, wealth, soldiers and horses are easily obtained. On the other hand, it was also Zhou Sheng who secretly fueled the flames and manipulated her luck, and she was purely helped up by Zhou Sheng.

As the emperor, of course, her name has been changed, and it is written in the history books that Chu Yan has removed the word 'flower'. The word fireworks is always a little unsuitable for being written in the official history.

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Chu Yanhua, who has become the emperor, has already focused on the government and politics, and the man who gave her melon seeds at the beginning faded out of her sight. Zhou Sheng and his wife did not enjoy her share of glory, for Zhou Sheng, nothing was light.

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The sound of the wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound is pleasant.

Zhou Sheng, who gradually became a master, lost the enthusiasm of his youth, and he was no longer so strict with his students.

In the thirty-seventh year of Jianyuan, Yang Shiyi died of illness, and Zhou Sheng heard the bad news, was seriously ill for several months, and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, the laws of nature, Zhou Sheng can't change it at will, and the people he can influence only include the people closest to him, and his parents and siblings are no longer among them.

In the old yard, Zhou Sheng, who had become an old man, sat on the threshold basking in the sun, holding a lazy raccoon cat in his hand, enjoying the old man's petting. Chu Yun, who has become an old woman, has a problem with nagging, muttering in Zhou Sheng's ear all day long, which makes him tired of it.

"I said, old man, the fireworks haven't been here in months, let's go see her?"

"What do you care about that conscienceless person! The last time we went, we waited there for most of the day and didn't see anyone, if you want to go, I won't go......

"How can I go alone, go, go with me!"

Chu Yun pulled him up, took a few catties of snacks, and dragged him out.

"Lao Zhao, get the carriage ready."

"Okay, sir......"

Lao Zhao is an old servant, and there are not many people in the family. Several of Zhou Sheng's younger siblings have passed away, and the remaining few are scattered all over the place, and they have not seen each other once in a few years.

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The imperial city was still the same, the carriage entered through the side door, and an old eunuch leader respectfully helped the two old men out of the carriage.

Zhou Sheng smiled and teased him a few times, "Lao Jiang, what's the matter, you've been promoted, your dog skin has changed color......"

"Hey, Emperor Tai, your eyes are so good, our family was just promoted to a ...... yesterday"

The old eunuch wanted to step forward to help Zhou Sheng, but Zhou Sheng pushed him away, and said angrily: "Old man, I'm not old enough to walk......

The palace is a little different from the palace of the emperors of the past dynasties, without the harem, the three thousand beauties are not visible. Chu Yanhua has never married, I believe that if she marries, there will be many beautiful men vying to be a male pet.

In the imperial study, the waitress welcomed the two of them in and served refreshments.

"Emperor Taishang, please wait, Bixia is in the front hall, I'll see you in a while......"

Zhou Sheng sat on the royal chair with his buttocks, very comfortable, not big or small. Hearing Shangguan's words, he frowned, slapped the table and said, "Call that dead girl back to me, and let me wait here, I can endure her." If I hadn't pulled her up with a handful of and pee, she would have ......."

Zhou Sheng lost his temper and no one dared to fight back, because he was the emperor's son.

The palace maids and eunuchs lowered their heads and wiped their cold sweats, listening to Zhou Sheng lose his temper there. Chu Yun tugged at his cuffs, and Zhou Shengcai waved his hand to let them down.

"Old man. Don't complain to anyone. It's not ...... in your own home."

"What are you afraid of. I can still eat you".

The palace naturally has a kind of majesty, which makes people can't help but worship, and the magnificent and atmospheric building is unbearable for ordinary people like Chu Yun.

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The tea was drunk five or six times, but it was tasteless, and the emperor Bixia hurried over. Chu Yanhua's appearance is still in her twenties, with a delicate face, and she has a kind of prestige that she has cultivated in a high position for a long time wearing a yellow robe. This is Huangwei!

Those who are officials have official authority, but official authority is far worse than that of imperial authority! The emperor's grace is vast, and the emperor's profession, with his golden mouth, can make people rich in the world, and can also make people have nothing with a wave of his hand.

The door of the imperial study was closed, and the surrounding guards also left the hundred meters, and the emperor's family affairs were not something they could listen to.

The momentum on the emperor's body made Chu Yun dare not talk nonsense, and the family affection was much weaker, and Zhou Sheng had no scruples. I scolded. Chu Yanhua just listened carefully and didn't return the favor. In her heart, her parents are just two ordinary old men, and her own emperor shelf should be put down at this time.

Looking at his father's white hair, the emperor sighed softly: "Father is also old."

After visiting his daughter, Zhou Sheng and his wife left, and Zhou Sheng's back became even more lumpy. In addition to the palace, I first found a toilet, Chu Yun, a stupid woman, drank too much tea, and she didn't dare to say it when she wanted to pee, which made Zhou Sheng laugh and scold again. The elderly Zhou Sheng has a particularly big temper and gets angry at every turn.

"This mother-in-law's boldness back then is gone. Hey, I don't know what happened to the eldest girl, has my child been born?"

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In the forty-sixth year of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhou Sheng's younger brothers and sisters withered away, leaving only one younger brother, who was taken to his home and nursed for more than a year.

"Big brother, my grandson wants an errand, see if you can talk to your niece, just give me an errand......"

Zhou Sheng sternly refused: "No!"

Zhou Sheng never paid attention to this kind of thing, and his younger brothers and sisters also branched out, leaving many children and grandchildren, all of whom wanted to come to ask for an errand, and were beaten out by Zhou Sheng with a cane. As a royal prince, it stands to reason that he can also receive monthly money from the Zongren Mansion, but he was also rejected by Zhou Sheng.

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In the fiftieth year of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, Chu Yun died at the age of eighty-seven. The imperial court ordered that the whole country mourn.

In the fifty-seventh year of Jianyuan, the remaining younger brother also died, and only the old servant and Zhou Sheng himself were left in the courtyard. Since Chu Yun's death, Chu Yanhua has come to take care of him more often.

Over the years, most of the cause and effect involving Zhou Sheng have also been cut off due to the death of his relatives. In his heart, the only thing that still exists is the girl who has cared for him all his life.

The emperor has always had no queen, for the sake of national stability, Chu Yanhua selected a few from his cousins and nephews to become princes, and the position of the crown prince has been vacant.

The autumn wind falls, the leaves drift away, and the short life finally ends. In the sixty-seventh year of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhou was born and died, and the world was in March. Zhou Sheng's body was placed in the Jianling Mausoleum as a burial mausoleum for the imperial mausoleum.

After sleeping in the coffin, Zhou Sheng's old body gradually regained its youth, holding a wisp of remnant soul in his hand, which was Chu Yun's soul. This shijie is fake, and of course the soul is also fake, and if you want to really live, you can only wait until you leave this shijie.

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Spring goes to autumn, two hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye, and now it is the twenty-first year of Tianhe, the Tang Empire is flourishing, and all ethnic groups have surrendered. This year, the emperor who has ruled this huge country for more than 200 years is finally about to die.

Chu Yanhua can't become holy, even if she has luck to protect herself, because she can't break through the threshold of the sage, she dies and sleeps like the emperors of the past dynasties.

On his deathbed, the whole country wept and the throne was inherited by one of the nephews he had chosen.

The palace, plain, is as quiet as a tomb.

It was raining heavily, and God was weeping over the death of the empress. Baichen knelt in the rain and knelt to see off the emperor. The three princes and other saints bent down to salute, and the dignity of the saints would not make them kneel, but the respect for this empress that had not been seen for a thousand years made them unable to ignore it.

On the white big bed full of white flowers, Chu Yanhua's spirit came out of the body, this is the soul that is about to dissipate, and the golden dragon of luck on his body is also about to leave the body and enter the body of the new emperor kneeling below. Crying, the princes and the attendants wept. The Imperial Mausoleum is also ready, and there will be a lot of martyrs on death row......

As her spirit dissipated, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"My life is really as illusory as a dream. As a woman, I have been an emperor, a lord of the world, and a great dynasty, but my happiest days are the days when I rode on my father's neck when I was a child, and that time was ...... It's so nice......"

I heard the shouts of the hawkers at the door of my house when I was a child, and the dying people recalled the sweetest time in their hearts.

The body is a little cold, the soul will dissipate, and most of the golden dragon of luck will also leave the body, leaving only a short tail in the body.

"It's so cold~~"

She hugged her body, the emperor at this moment was so helpless. Princely generals, a pei of loess, inevitably sleep in a small iron box.

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A pair of large, warm hands caressed the top of her head, pulling back her senses that were about to be blurred. When I opened my eyes, I was a familiar youth. His eyes are like waterfalls, his feet are on the heavens and the earth, and shijie must surrender to his majesty.

"Daddy~~"

The figure in front of him is exactly what Daddy looked like when he was a child, and he hasn't changed at all.

"Child, don't be afraid, the years can't help you, you will climb the eternal life with me......"

Zhou Sheng stuffed back the golden dragon of luck that was struggling out, and Shijie's backlash surged in, but it couldn't break his majestic body.

"I control my destiny, I make legends. Heaven and earth need to prostrate, my will is the supreme of the heavens, and my liliang surpasses all ......"

Heaven and earth were trampled on by him, and Zhou Sheng used great power to refine a country's luck and help Chu fireworks become holy. Zhou Sheng's liliang was promoted again, and the terrifying momentum was emanated, and all the saints of this shijie were suppressed, and his aura enveloped the heavens and the earth.

All the beings felt a strong aura and rushed to the sky, and they came to watch it one after another. The Taoist, the Buddha, the ascetic, the blind. In addition, there are more than a dozen saints who have escaped or been born. They stood in front of the many ministers, feeling the aura that could shock the world, and they did not dare to let out a will to disturb. Except for the first four, no one knew who this powerful aura belonged to.

The blind man sighed softly, "That one is really terrifying, he put his daughter on the throne of God for this moment." To refine the power of sentient beings, he wants to create life and ...... A Sage ......"

"Horror ......"

"As soon as the power of the red dust in the world is refined, the Tang Dynasty is over, and within ten years, a new dynasty must be replaced, and all living beings will be in chaos again", the Buddha sighed lightly, compassionate.

"The one who is not interested in the world, the whole shijie is in his hands, and he will run at will......"

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Chu Yanhua looked at the god-like youth, with a broad back and a straight backbone, everything was understood. She is just an ordinary person, she is not outstanding, she can become the emperor, all thanks to the young man in front of her.

"Daddy~~"

Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and at the same time, a trace of the breath of the sage also permeated her body, and a mournful dragon roar represented the decline of the golden dragon of luck.

Zhou Sheng took her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his daughter's eyes, "Come, a new sage has been born......"

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PS: Five or six thousand words again. Crashed, this chapter directly crashed me into writing. I wrote it all night, for five hours, and I just couldn't write that flavor. It takes only 1,000 words to write in an hour, which is really uncomfortable, too slow. It was past eleven o'clock, and I was so tired that I went to bed. (To be continued......)