Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 57, 57. Ask him, dare to come

Concubine Yu is a very beautiful woman with long hair that reaches her waist, full of fairy spirit, and she dances very well. She is a kind of alluring country. A national artist once painted Danqing for her, and now Na Danqing is still hidden in Nine In the princess’s palace.

However, when he and Xiao Su were young, they often sat on the soft couch around the woman, listening to her telling stories.

Xiao Su would fall asleep as soon as he listened, and because he had traveled here, he was actually not interested in the stories of those children, just for the self-esteem of the mother and concubine, he deliberately pretended to look relish.

In summer, the sweltering heat is unbearable. The woman will cook a summer decoction such as ice plum and jujube herself, then add big ice cubes and crushed rock sugar, and serve it to herself and Xiaosu.

Although Beidi winter was cold, the high temperature in midsummer was not bad at all, and Xiaosu and himself looked at the cold drink eagerly, drooling.

Although I traveled here, every summer I traveled through the previous world, iced drinks were definitely indispensable, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to live, but this world couldn’t easily get cold drinks.

The palace is fierce. As a prince and prince, sometimes lacking a heart is to lose one’s life. Only what the woman brings is safe, because only that woman can treat him and Xiao Su wholeheartedly and without reservation.

Autumn is high and refreshing, it is a good time for field hunting, a group of royal children, along with the powerful and powerful, went to Xishan to hunt. In order to get into the eyes of the emperor, hunters are very hard-working and compete with each other. The woman spreads her wings carefully like a hen to protect herself and Xiao Su, for fear of an “accidental” flow.

In winter, the heavy snow in the north is the most rampant. That woman always prepares the warmest winter clothes in advance. She knows the size of herself and Xiao Su, and never forgets.

As for himself and Xiao Su who didn’t understand the royal rules, made mistakes, and offended the emperor, the woman would kneel and intercede, always saying that it was her own fault, and if she wanted to punish her, she would be punished.

Anyway, she just wouldn’t let anyone hurt him and Xiao Su.

Scenes flashed back, warm memories, even after a long time, they still seemed to be yesterday in retrospect.

The majestic woman is also getting older, and he and Xiao Su have also grown up. He hadn’t awakened Golden Finger at that time, but he also thought that he must respect her well.

Although I came through through, but through the mother’s womb, how the previous life has become a big dream, this life is truly alive, and she is her own mother.

In the world, there would be no better mother than her.

However, she died.

The emperor ate her.

The prince said that he guessed that it should be a secret method of absorbing power. The emperor’s strength is definitely not weak, and the jade concubine should be very strong. What happened between the two is unknown.

Xia Ji didn’t know either, because Concubine Yu had never told him.

“call”

Xia Ji let out a sigh of relief, Xiao Su in her arms was still crying, as if she was about to cry all the tears of her life.

Xia Ji also suspected that the prince lied, but why should he lie?

He is already opposed to the emperor, why should he tell a lie that may be exposed?

What’s more, he is very mentally powerful, he can tell if he is lying.

But, what is the Zulong empowerment?

Why don’t you and Xiao Su alone?

He looked at the courtyard, the marks on the wheels were gradually covered by heavy snow,

Looking at the dark and deep courtyard like an abyss,

Watching the girl in her arms sleep soundly,

He grabbed the strong alcohol in the jug and drank it.

Then he picked up Xiao Su, drove her back to the palace, covered her with a quilt, and blew out the eleven branches of the lamp, leaving only a star of Xi’s light candle to prevent awakening in the middle of the night.

After leaving the house, he saw Hu Xian’er and said, “Take care of the nine princesses.”

Hu Xianer wondered: “Master, are you going to travel far?”

“Many ancient books of Leiyin Temple should be hidden in your monster race, right?”

“Not bad.”

“Give me a letter, give me a little fox, I will leave tomorrow morning, I want to read those books.”

“I can’t bear you.” Hu Xian’er raised his sleeves as if she was weeping, her eyes flickering, and she looked at him with a little shyness, “Why not spend a day and night with others, okay?”

Xia Ji’s brain has evolved to the point where she can completely ignore all her yellow accents. He threw two strings of 27 rosary beads from his arms, “One string for you, one string for the nine princesses.”

Twenty-seven, meaning eighteen with learning and nine without learning, is the number of sages who have attained the state of Nirvana.

After saying this, he stopped looking at Hu Xian’er and stepped into the dark wind and snow.

Afterwards, he sat by the lake, looking at the frozen lake, listening to howling ghosts and wolves in the wind.

A dead soldier came from the darkness, knelt behind him, and said respectfully, “Master.”

“Tomorrow morning, go to Fengyun Tower once.”

Fengyun Tower is a large-scale intelligence organization with strongholds in various cities. The imperial city is in disaster. Although Fengyun Tower has left a lot of people, there are still a lot of them, so it can still perform its original functions.

The dead man asked: “What does the master want to check?”

“Don’t check anything, just let them spread a word for me,” Xia Ji paused and said lightly, “March Spring, I will go to the north bank of the Great River to wait for the emperor, and ask him if I dare to kill me.”

“I see, master.”

“Bring enough money and let them spread this sentence all over the world.”

“Yes!”

“Go down.”

The dead man kept bowing and quickly moved away, until he got up to the corner and disappeared behind the wall.

Xia Ji sat alone by the lake, arching forward slightly.

Buddha also has fire, demons have hatred.

Hate for injustice.

Hate good and evil without reporting.

Hate the sky is too high.

I hate Huangquan two times apart, but I never understand that my loved one died tragically, that the grace of childbirth in the tenth month of pregnancy, and the love of parenting for 14 years have not yet been paid.

Is it too late?

He got up, fetched three sticks of incense in the wind and snow, and looked to the south. It is said that the mother and concubine died there. No matter how mad the wind and snow, he can’t get close to him. His fingers passed, and the burning glow ignited. Fragrant head, leaving three points of light in the dark.

He worshiped three times, and then his right hand suddenly clenched, the flames exploded in the darkness, and the three sticks of incense instantly burned. After a few breaths, they all turned into ashes and went into the snow with the wind.

“Now the imperial city is stable, and the younger sister has grown up.

There is Hu Xian’er inside, and the ghost queen outside,

It is clear that there are tens of thousands of army guards, and there is a prince preparing for revenge.

Such an imperial city will be solid at least this winter. “

Xia Ji strolled by the Huaqing Lake, muttering, “And with Hu Xian’er, even if I stay away from the imperial city, I can still know what happened in the imperial city through that contract.

So, the time left for me is about two months,

In March, I need to go south, to weigh the weight of this world, to see if he dare not come,

If I dare not come, I will look for him. “

Xia Ji’s voice was very calm and did not fluctuate much.

Anger is always just one ups and downs, it’s childish, it’s an impulse to lose your mind,

So, he was not angry,

What he wanted was to suppress the land of the Southern Dynasty with one hand, and then raised his hand to turn over the sky there.

The next day.

Xia Ji left the Eight Hundred Death Warrior tokens to Xia Xiaosu.

Hu Xian’er wrote a secret letter and arranged for a little fox to take the seventh prince to the North Demon Race.

It is said that it is the northern demon clan, but in fact it is dominated by the fox and tiger clan around the eighth peak of Mt.

When passing by Mount Xumi, Xia Ji entered Leiyin Temple,

The reconstruction of Leiyin Temple has a new look. The statue of Tathagata has been re-plated with gold and has just been completed.

As the new abbot, the free monk seemed to be knotted, his thin body like a bamboo pole had become much stronger, and his dim pupils had a lot of sharpness.

Xia Ji didn’t linger. After randomly answering the two questions about the practice and the Zen machine of the free monk, he quickly selected a few unread scriptures to read carefully along the way.

Then, like a scholar, carrying a bamboo basket, he took the little fox and set off.

In the bamboo basket were placed scriptures, rosary beads, blue candles, dried food, carving knives, and agarwood.

(End of this chapter)