Chapter 658
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The Baidi palace, where the Zhao family lived in the Daxia Dynasty, was divided into two palaces on the whole. The former palace was the place for discussing politics with Huangji hall as the center, which was the power center of the Daxia Dynasty, while the latter was the residence of the emperor and his family members.
Near the end of the new year, all the main palaces and roads in the back palace of the White Emperor's palace were decorated with lanterns symbolizing red and red fire, as well as colorful floating silk ribbons dancing with the wind. Therefore, the carriage driving to Lingbo hall under the night is like coming from a dreamland.
Then the carriage stopped outside Lingbo hall. Zhao Yu, who had been running for a whole day, walked slowly into Lingbo hall in a black cloak and facing the cold wind.
As soon as he stepped into the palace, the temperature suddenly rose and the cold wind died down. The young emperor looked up and saw the countless red candles flickering in the hall, and the rouge ran to meet him. His rosy cheeks and joyful eyes were just like the little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to return for dinner.
A warm heat flow from Zhao Yu's heart to the outside, and then to the four limbs and hundreds of bones, which is hotter than any other source in the world, because it is called accompany.
Some people stood with him at dusk, and others asked him if he could warm his porridge. Because of this, even if Zhao Yu was carrying hundreds of millions of people in Daxia, he had the most powerful backing in the world, even if the Zhao family had only a few people.
"It's yu'er coming back. Sit down and eat. It's new year's day today. Big guys are waiting for you to have dinner. Let Liang Po sit down and eat together. It's lively!"
The old empress dowager, who was reclining in her seat and was drowsy, suddenly recovered a little spirit and opened her mouth when she heard the news of the young emperor's return. Then Zhao Yu took Rouge's hand, followed by Liang Po. Several people came to the table and sat down.
Looking at the dishes at the big table in front of him, Zhao Yu showed a smile and said softly:
"today I went to see my teacher's elders, but I can't accompany my grandmother. I hope grandma will forgive me."
"Yu'er, where are you?"
With the help of a middle-aged maid, the Empress Dowager straightened up a little, and at the same time, the voice from her mouth was still with a little blame, and continued to say:
"my old lady, I'm not the same as those ordinary old women. You should be busy with your own affairs. You should put state affairs first. If you walk around in front of this palace every day, the palace will blame you instead It doesn't matter what it is. "
After hearing this, Zhao Yu said with a smile again:
"grandma, you have such a good temper that you can't bear to blame your grandson. But my grandson has one thing to ask grandma to answer. "
"Yu'er, it's OK to say so!"
The Empress Dowager turned her head. In her dark eyes, the black ink was even more profound, even with a strong sense of stillness. Then Zhao Yu held out her hand and held the old lady's hands as stiff as ice, and said with great care:
"before this year, according to the custom of the palace, a ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven would be held, but my grandson and I did not want to spend much time before the year Today, I want to finish all these etiquette matters as soon as possible. My grandson just wants to accompany my grandmother well in the following days. "
In Zhao Yu's generous hands, the touch from the old lady's hands seems to be withered and withered without any elasticity. That is because under the five decline of heaven and man, the old man has lost his touch. With the deprived vision, taste and smell, the only thing the old man can communicate with the outside world is his hearing.
Therefore, listening to Zhao Yuna almost with a yearning tone into her ears, the old empress dowager fell into silence for a period of time. In fact, she grew up in a big family, and at the same time, she has always maintained the dignity of the royal family.
But at the last moment of her life, maybe even she wanted to leave with her company. So the old man nodded, agreed with Zhao Yu's words, and said softly:
"yu'er, you are the emperor, you are the biggest in the world. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven can be stopped for one year, and the rivers and mountains of summer depend on people!"
Summer Mingzhou, Yanyun City, under the night, drizzle.
At the foot of Daming Mountain, the whole city of misty clouds is also immersed in the atmosphere of reunion for the new year, which makes the most ethereal city in the summer more full of fireworks and noisy laughter, which covers the drizzle in the sky, and even the cold temperature becomes hot.
On the streets of Yanyun City, there are two figures shuttling between the continuous rain. However, strangely, no one has noticed the passers-by occasionally, as if they were walking in another void.
The middle-aged Taoist priest, still in rags, suddenly stops on the street, which is full of unspeakable charm from movement to stillness. At the same time, the space around it seems to overlap and collide with each other, emitting waves and waves like ripples on the lake.
The slight fluctuation was very slight, but it still shook the falling rain, which made a leaf on the road break and fall.
The middle-aged Taoist priest who let the drizzle brush his face gently stretched out his right hand and caught the fallen leaf with his palm. Then a faint voice came out:
"life is just like this leaf, which is just a few years short, and can't be squandered like rain and fog."With the sound of vicissitudes falling down, a very young woman in White Palace Dress appeared beside the middle-aged Taoist priest. She was incomparably beautiful. However, the soaring Phoenix eyebrow made her have a kind of domineering authority over the world. She did not respond, but looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest with a puzzled look.
Later, the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care. He held out his long, round fingers like jade carvings, took hold of the leaves and continued to speak softly;
"I broke a branch and saw it wither away.
"It asked," what has come to an end? It's killing you.
"I answer: Why did it fall on my hands and die
After the middle-aged Taoist priest's voice dropped, the woman in white dress finally responded. She turned around and looked at the leaf in the Taoist's hand and asked:
"even if the realm is like you, it's a leaf you can't help yourself?"
"It's a leaf, it's a hand!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was solemn, and then he swung his broad sleeve out. In an instant, all the rain from the sky stopped. Then the middle-aged Taoist looked at the face of Princess Wu Zhao Xiu and continued to say:
"an old lady in summer is coming. I know you want to go back, but I'm afraid of losing me. I can promise to go back with you to accompany her The last one, but I have one request. "
Empress Wu's face remained unchanged, and she felt the constant disillusionment of the surrounding space. Her red lips opened and her cool and dignified voice came out:
"do you want me to be this hand or this branch and leaf?"
"It depends on your own nature and ability."
The middle-aged Taoist priest stood with his hands down and looked up to the sky. The voice of vicissitudes continued to ring:
"this seat has been back for too long. It's time to go back. If you follow me, you may never come back. Good bye."
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The Baidi palace, where the Zhao family lived in the Daxia Dynasty, was divided into two palaces on the whole. The former palace was the place for discussing politics with Huangji hall as the center, which was the power center of the Daxia Dynasty, while the latter was the residence of the emperor and his family members.
Near the end of the new year, all the main palaces and roads in the back palace of the White Emperor's palace were decorated with lanterns symbolizing red and red fire, as well as colorful floating silk ribbons dancing with the wind. Therefore, the carriage driving to Lingbo hall under the night is like coming from a dreamland.
Then the carriage stopped outside Lingbo hall. Zhao Yu, who had been running for a whole day, walked slowly into Lingbo hall in a black cloak and facing the cold wind.
As soon as he stepped into the palace, the temperature suddenly rose and the cold wind died down. The young emperor looked up and saw the countless red candles flickering in the hall, and the rouge ran to meet him. His rosy cheeks and joyful eyes were just like the little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to return for dinner.
A warm heat flow from Zhao Yu's heart to the outside, and then to the four limbs and hundreds of bones, which is hotter than any other source in the world, because it is called accompany.
Some people stood with him at dusk, and others asked him if he could warm his porridge. Because of this, even if Zhao Yu was carrying hundreds of millions of people in Daxia, he had the most powerful backing in the world, even if the Zhao family had only a few people.
"It's yu'er coming back. Sit down and eat. It's new year's day today. Big guys are waiting for you to have dinner. Let Liang Po sit down and eat together. It's lively!"
The old empress dowager, who was reclining in her seat and was drowsy, suddenly recovered a little spirit and opened her mouth when she heard the news of the young emperor's return. Then Zhao Yu took Rouge's hand, followed by Liang Po. Several people came to the table and sat down.
Looking at the dishes at the big table in front of him, Zhao Yu showed a smile and said softly:
"today I went to see my teacher's elders, but I can't accompany my grandmother. I hope grandma will forgive me."
"Yu'er, where are you?"
With the help of a middle-aged maid, the Empress Dowager straightened up a little, and at the same time, the voice from her mouth was still with a little blame, and continued to say:
"my old lady, I'm not the same as those ordinary old women. You should be busy with your own affairs. You should put state affairs first. If you walk around in front of this palace every day, the palace will blame you instead It doesn't matter what it is. "
After hearing this, Zhao Yu said with a smile again:
"grandma, you have such a good temper that you can't bear to blame your grandson. But my grandson has one thing to ask grandma to answer. "
"Yu'er, it's OK to say so!"
The Empress Dowager turned her head. In her dark eyes, the black ink was even more profound, even with a strong sense of stillness. Then Zhao Yu held out her hand and held the old lady's hands as stiff as ice, and said with great care:
"before this year, according to the custom of the palace, a ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven would be held, but my grandson and I did not want to spend much time before the year Today, I want to finish all these etiquette matters as soon as possible. My grandson just wants to accompany my grandmother well in the following days. "
In Zhao Yu's generous hands, the touch from the old lady's hands seems to be withered and withered without any elasticity. That is because under the five decline of heaven and man, the old man has lost his touch. With the deprived vision, taste and smell, the only thing the old man can communicate with the outside world is his hearing.
Therefore, listening to Zhao Yuna almost with a yearning tone into her ears, the old empress dowager fell into silence for a period of time. In fact, she grew up in a big family, and at the same time, she has always maintained the dignity of the royal family.
But at the last moment of her life, maybe even she wanted to leave with her company. So the old man nodded, agreed with Zhao Yu's words, and said softly:
"yu'er, you are the emperor, you are the biggest in the world. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven can be stopped for one year, and the rivers and mountains of summer depend on people!"
Summer Mingzhou, Yanyun City, under the night, drizzle.
At the foot of Daming Mountain, the whole city of misty clouds is also immersed in the atmosphere of reunion for the new year, which makes the most ethereal city in the summer more full of fireworks and noisy laughter, which covers the drizzle in the sky, and even the cold temperature becomes hot.
On the streets of Yanyun City, there are two figures shuttling between the continuous rain. However, strangely, no one has noticed the passers-by occasionally, as if they were walking in another void.
The middle-aged Taoist priest, still in rags, suddenly stops on the street, which is full of unspeakable charm from movement to stillness. At the same time, the space around it seems to overlap and collide with each other, emitting waves and waves like ripples on the lake.
The slight fluctuation was very slight, but it still shook the falling rain, which made a leaf on the road break and fall.
The middle-aged Taoist priest who let the drizzle brush his face gently stretched out his right hand and caught the fallen leaf with his palm. Then a faint voice came out:
"life is just like this leaf, which is just a few years short, and can't be squandered like rain and fog."With the sound of vicissitudes falling down, a very young woman in White Palace Dress appeared beside the middle-aged Taoist priest. She was incomparably beautiful. However, the soaring Phoenix eyebrow made her have a kind of domineering authority over the world. She did not respond, but looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest with a puzzled look.
Later, the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care. He held out his long, round fingers like jade carvings, took hold of the leaves and continued to speak softly;
"I broke a branch and saw it wither away.
"It asked," what has come to an end? It's killing you.
"I answer: Why did it fall on my hands and die
After the middle-aged Taoist priest's voice dropped, the woman in white dress finally responded. She turned around and looked at the leaf in the Taoist's hand and asked:
"even if the realm is like you, it's a leaf you can't help yourself?"
"It's a leaf, it's a hand!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was solemn, and then he swung his broad sleeve out. In an instant, all the rain from the sky stopped. Then the middle-aged Taoist looked at the face of Princess Wu Zhao Xiu and continued to say:
"an old lady in summer is coming. I know you want to go back, but I'm afraid of losing me. I can promise to go back with you to accompany her The last one, but I have one request. "
Empress Wu's face remained unchanged, and she felt the constant disillusionment of the surrounding space. Her red lips opened and her cool and dignified voice came out:
"do you want me to be this hand or this branch and leaf?"
"It depends on your own nature and ability."
The middle-aged Taoist priest stood with his hands down and looked up to the sky. The voice of vicissitudes continued to ring:
"this seat has been back for too long. It's time to go back. If you follow me, you may never come back. Good bye."
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The Baidi palace, where the Zhao family lived in the Daxia Dynasty, was divided into two palaces on the whole. The former palace was the place for discussing politics with Huangji hall as the center, which was the power center of the Daxia Dynasty, while the latter was the residence of the emperor and his family members. Near the end of the new year, all the main palaces and roads in the back palace of the White Emperor's palace were decorated with lanterns symbolizing red and red fire, as well as colorful floating silk ribbons dancing with the wind. Therefore, the carriage driving to Lingbo hall under the night is like coming from a dreamland. Then the carriage stopped outside Lingbo hall. Zhao Yu, who had been running for a whole day, walked slowly into Lingbo hall in a black cloak and facing the cold wind. As soon as he stepped into the palace, the temperature suddenly rose and the cold wind died down. The young emperor looked up and saw the countless red candles flickering in the hall, and the rouge ran to meet him. His rosy cheeks and joyful eyes were just like the little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to return for dinner. A warm heat flow from Zhao Yu's heart to the outside, and then to the four limbs and hundreds of bones, which is hotter than any other source in the world, because it is called accompany. Some people stood with him at dusk, and others asked him if he could warm his porridge. Because of this, even if Zhao Yu was carrying hundreds of millions of people in Daxia, he had the most powerful backing in the world, even if the Zhao family had only a few people. "It's yu'er coming back. Sit down and eat. It's new year's day today. Big guys are waiting for you to have dinner. Let Liang Po sit down and eat together. It's lively!" The old empress dowager, who was reclining in her seat and was drowsy, suddenly recovered a little spirit and opened her mouth when she heard the news of the young emperor's return. Then Zhao Yu took Rouge's hand, followed by Liang Po. Several people came to the table and sat down. Looking at the dishes at the big table in front of him, Zhao Yu showed a smile and said softly: "today I went to see my teacher's elders, but I can't accompany my grandmother. I hope grandma will forgive me." "Yu'er, where are you?" With the help of a middle-aged maid, the Empress Dowager straightened up a little, and at the same time, the voice from her mouth was still with a little blame, and continued to say: "my old lady, I'm not the same as those ordinary old women. You should be busy with your own affairs. You should put state affairs first. If you walk around in front of this palace every day, the palace will blame you instead It doesn't matter what it is. " After hearing this, Zhao Yu said with a smile again: "grandma, you have such a good temper that you can't bear to blame your grandson. But my grandson has one thing to ask grandma to answer. " "Yu'er, it's OK to say so!" The Empress Dowager turned her head. In her dark eyes, the black ink was even more profound, even with a strong sense of stillness. Then Zhao Yu held out her hand and held the old lady's hands as stiff as ice, and said with great care: "before this year, according to the custom of the palace, a ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven would be held, but my grandson and I did not want to spend much time before the year Today, I want to finish all these etiquette matters as soon as possible. My grandson just wants to accompany my grandmother well in the following days. " In Zhao Yu's generous hands, the touch from the old lady's hands seems to be withered and withered without any elasticity. That is because under the five decline of heaven and man, the old man has lost his touch. With the deprived vision, taste and smell, the only thing the old man can communicate with the outside world is his hearing. Therefore, listening to Zhao Yuna almost with a yearning tone into her ears, the old empress dowager fell into silence for a period of time. In fact, she grew up in a big family, and at the same time, she has always maintained the dignity of the royal family. But at the last moment of her life, maybe even she wanted to leave with her company. So the old man nodded, agreed with Zhao Yu's words, and said softly: "yu'er, you are the emperor, you are the biggest in the world. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven can be stopped for one year, and the rivers and mountains of summer depend on people!" Summer Mingzhou, Yanyun City, under the night, drizzle. At the foot of Daming Mountain, the whole city of misty clouds is also immersed in the atmosphere of reunion for the new year, which makes the most ethereal city in the summer more full of fireworks and noisy laughter, which covers the drizzle in the sky, and even the cold temperature becomes hot. On the streets of Yanyun City, there are two figures shuttling between the continuous rain. However, strangely, no one has noticed the passers-by occasionally, as if they were walking in another void. The middle-aged Taoist priest, still in rags, suddenly stops on the street, which is full of unspeakable charm from movement to stillness. At the same time, the space around it seems to overlap and collide with each other, emitting waves and waves like ripples on the lake. The slight fluctuation was very slight, but it still shook the falling rain, which made a leaf on the road break and fall. The middle-aged Taoist priest who let the drizzle brush his face gently stretched out his right hand and caught the fallen leaf with his palm. Then a faint voice came out: "life is just like this leaf, which is just a few years short, and can't be squandered like rain and fog."With the sound of vicissitudes falling down, a very young woman in White Palace Dress appeared beside the middle-aged Taoist priest. She was incomparably beautiful. However, the soaring Phoenix eyebrow made her have a kind of domineering authority over the world. She did not respond, but looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest with a puzzled look. Later, the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care. He held out his long, round fingers like jade carvings, took hold of the leaves and continued to speak softly; "I broke a branch and saw it wither away. "It asked," what has come to an end? It's killing you. "I answer: Why did it fall on my hands and die After the middle-aged Taoist priest's voice dropped, the woman in white dress finally responded. She turned around and looked at the leaf in the Taoist's hand and asked: "even if the realm is like you, it's a leaf you can't help yourself?" "It's a leaf, it's a hand!" The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was solemn, and then he swung his broad sleeve out. In an instant, all the rain from the sky stopped. Then the middle-aged Taoist looked at the face of Princess Wu Zhao Xiu and continued to say: "an old lady in summer is coming. I know you want to go back, but I'm afraid of losing me. I can promise to go back with you to accompany her The last one, but I have one request. " Empress Wu's face remained unchanged, and she felt the constant disillusionment of the surrounding space. Her red lips opened and her cool and dignified voice came out: "do you want me to be this hand or this branch and leaf?" "It depends on your own nature and ability." The middle-aged Taoist priest stood with his hands down and looked up to the sky. The voice of vicissitudes continued to ring: "this seat has been back for too long. It's time to go back. If you follow me, you may never come back. Good bye." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
