Chapter Twenty-Nine: Fifteen Years of the Apocalypse

The last snow of the fourteenth year of the Apocalypse stopped, Chang'an City in the early morning of the bright sun, quietly faded the silver wrapping, the death of the prince did not dilute the grand scene of the coming of the Yuan Dynasty, it was the end of the year, no matter what kind of war report the distant west wind blew, Chang'an, which was in the hinterland of Great Xia, still revealed a trace of festive joy in that tense and depressing atmosphere. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the night of Shangyuan, there is no curfew in Chang'an, and there are singing and dancing everywhere on the Suzaku Street where thousands of lights are lit, and I don't know how Shangyuan will spend the coming year, and when will those extraterritorial immortals launch a full-scale war, people are grateful and cherish this day of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

Fireworks crackle and the night sky is lit up as if it were day, and the annual Shangyuan Banquet is held in the imperial garden of the Imperial Palace.

The new generation of academy students dressed in formal clothes, under the leadership of teachers at all levels, sat far in front of the jade platform, on the small front lawn, the palace people had already set up a ring, at this moment, the dancers of the vassal states took the stage in turn to dance, in order to celebrate the New Year.

"If you want to say that this martial god breaks the formation, it belongs to the Yunzhou opera troupe that dances the best...... Hehe, Aiqing, what do you think?"

The plain-faced Emperor of the Apocalypse wrapped in ferret fur was lazily leaning on the soft collapse of the head, a few glasses of wine in his stomach, the old emperor's face couldn't help but glow with a different look, turned his head slightly, he smiled at Liu Chen beside him and said, "You say, will we win?"

The emperor spoke, and the princes and nobles on the jade platform were instantly silenced, although the pain of losing a son was intense, but he was the emperor, he was the emperor of Great Xia, no matter when, he could only choose this country...... Even if it was his most beloved son, the crime of treason and betrayal was considered light if he was eaten alive......

Liu Chen's seat is on the left hand side of the emperor, and the desk is level with the Son of Heaven, which is the "king of the word side by side", and all the princes and holy lords can only sit under the head of the king of Canglan! Hearing the emperor's question, Liu Chen sighed, gently put down the wine cup in his hand, and looked at the direction of the "Martial God Breaking Formation" on the stage, he shook his head and replied with a smile: "We will win!"

"Will you win?" The slightly cloudy eyes flashed with a light of hope, and the old emperor raised his head, looked at Liu Chen in a daze, and said, "Really?"

"Yes, maybe we won't see it, but we'll still win!"

"Hehe......"

A sentence of "maybe we can't see it" made the atmosphere on the jade platform suddenly heavy, except for the two states of Chongyou, the holy lords, grand dukes, and governors of the rest of the states were all present, and there was no need for Liu Chen to say it, they all understood that once the war started, whether they could see tomorrow or not, it was unknown......

"The matter of the prince, the minister is here to apologize to His Majesty, it happened suddenly, and I hope that Your Majesty can mourn and change!"

"Aiqing is not wrong, the prince is not wrong, what is wrong is the ...... of this era" The emperor's smile was a little sad, every time he met his gaze, the princes and nobles from all walks of life couldn't help but lower their heads and didn't look directly into his eyes, about a series of things about Liu Chen's assassination some time ago, everyone has heard of it, emotionally speaking, the death of the prince is a lose-lose ending.

"In his lifetime, the minister should guarantee the authority of the Gongsun family, this world belongs to the Gongsun family, and no one can take it away!"

"Thank you!"

......

In the dead of night, Liu Chen left the palace in a carriage, the street was still prosperous, and from time to time there were fireworks flying past the car of the King of Canglan, which caused the black eagle driving to be like a great enemy, and finally calmed the frightened horses, but heard the laughter of the children in the distance.

"Please Your Royal Highness the King of Canglan, Giggles!"

"Giggles, Happy New Year, Lord Wang!"

"Lord Wang, red envelope!"

After a long period of arching his hands to greet the New Year, Liu Chen smiled, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a red envelope folded with red paper was handed to each child, which Xu Yuyao prepared when he went out...... Each bag, no more than ten cents, enough for the children to go to Wangjiang Tower to buy three drawers of soup dumplings!

All year round, there is only this day, the children are the largest, walking in the streets and alleys, whether it is the emperor or ordinary people, as long as they are stopped by the children, red envelopes are absolutely indispensable, this is the ancient rites, children are the future of mankind......

The children who got Liu Chen's red envelopes laughed and played to get out of the way, and they all watched Liu Chen's car drive away, and they could grab the red envelopes of King Canglan, maybe it was the happiest New Year they had in their lives!

"Stop!"

The carriage drove into Wuyi Alley, passing by the archway of Wuhou's handle, Liu Chen opened his mouth again to stop the carriage, Black Eagle did not speak, but tightened the reins slightly, so that the horse stopped, he leaned back, and waited for Liu Chen's command.

"Let's go to the Yue Guo Mansion!"

"When I went out, Concubine De said that I would wait for the prince to keep the New Year together......"

"I'll go see my mother first!"

"Okay!"

The sound of tapping and trampling horses' hooves sounded again, and the carriage drove through the narrow alleyway, and with a turn, it stopped in front of the brightly lit Yue Guo Mansion.

"It's coming!" was led into the backyard by the housekeeper's grandmother, and after walking through the half-moon gate, Liu Chen saw Ji Wanzhu, who was dressed in palace clothes, standing at the door with a smile on her face.

"Hmm!" Liu Chen nodded, smiled and helped Ji Wanzhu's arm, and the mother and son snuggled up and walked towards the warm pavilion.

"Xinyue, go make a pot of hangover tea for the prince!"

"Yes!"

found a very comfortable soft floor to sit down, looking at Ji Wanzhu, who was busy before and after, Liu Chen smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit in front of him and said, "Mother doesn't have to be so troublesome, let's talk for a while......"

Looking at the more and more familiar silhouette, behind the gradual greenness, a lot of sadness was depicted, raising her hand, Ji Wanzhu caressed Liu Chen's side face, and warm tears gradually moistened her eyes.

"Okay, mother, accompany you!"

"Where's Auntie?" Liu Chen clenched Ji Wanzhu's slightly cold hands with his backhand, and asked lightly with a smile: "When I was in the palace just now, I couldn't help it, and I wanted to ask my aunt to say goodbye, but I didn't expect that when I came out, you were already gone......

"Hehe, your aunt doesn't like to be lively, so she went to rest this time...... Anyway, she still has to stay in Chang'an for a while, so there's no hurry!"

"Hmm......" Liu Chen nodded, a trace of inexplicable panic rose in his heart, and he frowned, before he sighed and said softly: "Mother, when the Qionglin banquet is over, can you accompany me back to the Tibetan Soldier Valley?"

"Okay, good!" Holding back her tears, Ji Wanzhu trembled her shoulders, and the smile on her face became warmer and warmer: "Mother will accompany you to incense your father!"

"When I returned to Beijing, my grandfather had already told me everything, and my mother had really suffered over the years!"

"Mother is not bitter!" Letting Liu Chen's big hand wipe away the tears on his face, Ji Wanzhu smiled, shook his head and said: "As long as you can be safe, under Jiuquan in the future, you will have an explanation for your father for your mother!"

"When I finish getting married, I will take the Cangzhou Army to the west, mother, you promise me, no matter when, don't worry too much about me, as long as you are well, I will be at ease on the front line!"

"Mother promises you!" (To be continued.) )