It took him six months to pick up a pair of chopsticks.In the beginning, I couldn't control it at all.Not to mention such a complicated action as pinching chopsticks to hold things, even pinching a bean with your fingers.His hands couldn't lift anything weighty, even if it was as light as a feather.But he won't throw in the towel.He asked Sister Yuan to mix the red beans and mung beans into a pile, and then took two small pots, picked them out separately, and put them in the corresponding pots.This pot must be picked every day, otherwise you will not be allowed to rest.This work he had previously assigned to Ah Mo was in the early stages of teaching her whipping.Momo is very smart, and it didn't take much effort to get her hands on it.If Momo knew that I didn't do as well as her, she would have laughed at me fiercely, she always liked to laugh at people the most, Jinghua thought.He was sweating profusely, but he had a relaxed smile on his lips.Because the hand has been in the same position for a long time and has been pushed too hard, it has already become completely stiff.Often when he is done, his hand is still holding the position, and he can't straighten it anymore.Miao Yuan had to soak him in hot water to dredge his blood vessels, and add needles to slowly recover.Miao Yuan has experienced it firsthand, and she knows that after the muscles and veins are destroyed, it is not that there is no pain.The pain of muscle rigidity and muscle twitching is just a moment for ordinary people to scream.But Jinghua seems to have no pain, his body has evolved to an unrivaled realm, and no matter how unbearable the pain is, it will not show a single color on his face.Hyun Hua could only observe that if he was engrossed in Ah Mo's paintings, or reading a joke book she had read, he must be resisting physical inhuman torture.He indulges in a lot of daily practice, crazy, impersonal, and desperate.He even used this as a kind of sustenance, as long as he buried his head in practice, the days passed quickly, and he did not ask how long it had passed, nor did he ask whether it would be possible to be good in the future.After six months, he still can't even afford a job.He didn't feel it yet, and he still had the confidence to continue to study hard every day.But when she looked back at him today, he suddenly came to his senses, as if he suddenly looked in the mirror and saw his true appearance.He suddenly felt a little tired.After being tortured to now, he has never been so tired, there seems to be a fork twisted in his brain, so that he feels so tired that he even feels tired of talking to his eldest brother, and even feels that breathing is boring.It's better to stay like this, he thinks, just stay in this cabin, in this darkness.He belonged here, and this rejection of any light made him feel safe.It sounds ironic, now he has the three realms of Kyushu, and he has eight wildernesses in all directions, but in the end, his favorite is still this little black house.Right here, don't go out again.He said to himself, don't think about anything.In the past, in the future, lovers, duties, brothers, courts, right and wrong, and righteousness are all forgotten.Boom, boom, "Niang, what's wrong, are you having a nightmare again" Xiaohui held a flickering candle and hurried over."
Go down" Xuan Yao was a little disgusted, and waved her back.She sat up slowly, walked to the table, and poured a cup of herbal tea.It's been nine months, and the flat lower abdomen has finally shown itself and bulged up in a lovely arc.Although it is not obvious, she pays attention to it every day, and can always feel the growth of that little life for the first time.Yet, nine months later, she still lives that dream often.I dreamed that on the day of the public trial, on the Xiantai, five thunders were executed.On September 16, the Three Realms Public Trial.Xuan Yao got up early as usual, and after carefully dressing up, she waited for breakfast.The breakfast that day was not delivered by Ah Mo, but an ordinary food officer, and the color and quantity were much less than in the past.The man kindly reminded her: "Niangniang, use less, I will go to Zhuxiantai for a while, I'm afraid it won't look good" Xuan Yao understood what she meant, and most of the death row prisoners went to Zhuxiantai, most of them were scared to the point of urine, if there was any torture, I was afraid that even the overnight dinner would vomit, and she was the princess, after all, it was indecent.Xuan Yao didn't bother to argue with him, so she just ate all the food she served.The man seemed to laugh secretly, "I can't see that you have a good appetite" Xuan Yao heard it, but she didn't care, wiped her mouth elegantly, and then hired Tingting to walk outside.Outside Yunxiu Palace, there is a light chariot waiting, not the phoenix chariot she is used to, nor is it to take care of her pregnancy.Those who go to Sendai will be given a chariot to sit in, for fear that the death row prisoners will be weak and unable to walk.But Jinghua still favored her, and did not give her the kind of death row prisoner, but sent her an ordinary official's light chariot to avoid embarrassing her.Xuan Yao smiled.He is indeed such a careful person, and his carefulness can only be experienced by someone like her, who is equally careful.By the time he arrived at Zhuxiantai, Chenhua had already arrived.He didn't suffer much in the prison, but he lost a little weight, and his face was in good spirits.Very tacitly, the two just smiled faintly, just like an uncle and sister-in-law, gossiping.But when no one was paying attention, Chenhua secretly made a lip gesture to her, asked her how the child was, and when she saw it, she smiled again.Everyone arrived one after another, and she saw that Canaan Maple and Tianji had also arrived, and sat in the first row of the history of frugality with a menacing attitude, and the angry and hateful eyes seemed to want to tear her and Chenhua to eat.Then, the Emperor's dragon chariot arrived.Jinghua walked out, wearing a court robe with a dark color plate dragon pattern and gold rim, wearing a Mocui Tongtian crown, and walked to the high platform in the attention of everyone.In front of the seat of the history of frugality, there is a particularly solemn high seat, which is specially prepared for His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.Xuan Yao still couldn't help but look at him twice.Jinghua is really good-looking.Even now, when water and fire are incompatible, she still can't help but look at him twice.I used to think that he looked good in a Confucian shirt, and the white color could bring out his elegant and dusty temperament, but now it seems that the dark color and the solemn style of the court dress actually set him off very well.Jinghua was as cold as usual, unsmiling.He glanced at Zhu Xiantai from a distance, and said something to Changning, and then someone came up to untie Xuan Yao's immortal rope and showed her a seat.Xuan Yao looked at him with a little gratitude, Jing Hua had long since stopped paying attention to this side, he gave up his hand to the three Qing and four emperors, the five directions and the five elders, and exchanged regular greetings with some rare elders of the God Clan.This young Heavenly Emperor, he was born with a cultivation that swept the Three Realms, but he seemed to be just a young man with a polite character and respect for his teachers.He is humble and courteous, but also indifferent and solemn, and he keeps a just right distance from everyone, which makes people both admire and daunt when they visit the shrine.This impression given by Jinghua also impressed those who were not familiar with the frugal history of his protoss family, and felt that although the new successor Emperor was young, he was calm and resolute, and he would not act rashly in the public trial.Of course, except for Tianji and Canaan, they will not give up if they don't see Xuan Yao and Chenhua scribbling about Sendai.Next, it's time to quarrel.The content of the noise was turned over and over, and Xuan Yao was upset when she heard it.It is nothing more than Jinghua taking out the edict that Xuanyuan Xuan had drafted many years ago, saying that Xuan Yao is the descendant of King Jiayu, and the military exploits left by her father can protect the children and grandchildren, and now that the children and grandchildren have disasters, they can naturally use these merits to compensate.Therefore, Jinghua's judgment is that Xuan Yao is not guilty.This argument is really unreasonable, but the law has always been about evidence, not reasonable.The edict from more than 2,000 years ago was also turned over, and the interrogators looked at them one by one and verified that they were not fake, so they should naturally sentence Xuan Yao to be released in court.Even if Dimensity and Canaan were unconvinced, they could not do anything.Xuan Yao was acquitted and was immediately helped down from Zhu Xiantai.But she didn't leave, and her Chenhua was still on Zhuxiantai.At this moment, she couldn't help but secretly go to look at Jinghua.It seems to have become a habit, she has loved him for more than 2,000 years, so as long as he is there, she can't do anything not to see him.Jinghua's face was still calm, and he couldn't catch any joy or anger.It's like he's practicing a simple hexagram, what the first step is, what the second step is.Each step is carefully and tightly arranged, and no emotions can be inserted.But Xuan Yao couldn't do his kind of calmness, and the strange thing was that she got rid of her guilt and went down to Xiantai, but she was really scared.Although Chenhua repeatedly assured him that he expected Jinghua to be soft-hearted, he would not be able to watch him die, and would do his best to save him.But, who knows, Chenhua is a heinous crime after all, and Jinghua has always been strict and does not talk about personal feelings.As long as Chenhua is still on Zhuxiantai, she will always have a heart hanging.How many charges those interrogators listed against Chenhua are now forgotten by Xuan Yao.She only remembered that Tianji stood up and held Chenhua's guilt, the file was very long, dragged all the way to the ground, and it was folded three times, and the small characters on it were densely written.Tianji was very excited, and when he said that he simply abandoned the paper guilt, anyway, he had already memorized those words many times, and he knew it well.He ran down from the position of the interrogator, jumped onto the Zhuxian platform, pointed at Chenhua's nose and cursed.He shouted to the heavens and grabbed the earth, tears fell, he scolded Chenhua for entering the evil way, it was the evil spirits and ghosts in the Infernal Hell who had mixed into the heavenly clan, he made an oath, saying that Chenhua would suffer the harshest heavenly punishment, if he did not get the result today, the spiritual mountain and the sea of law would be overturned, and the good thoughts of Buddhism would no longer be unpopular, and Canaan would be with him, weeping the old man, and the pain of the skin.The priests present were all moved, the matter had come to this point, it was basically a foregone conclusion, and the King of the Heavenly Eyes, who was responsible for the final pronouncement, looked at the Emperor of Heaven.Chenhua is the only younger brother of the Heavenly Emperor, although the evidence of the crime is conclusive, but what the final sentence says, it is still necessary to listen to the meaning of the supreme power of the Heavenly Clan.Jinghua seemed a little absent-minded.He even forgot the premeditated argument that he would sentence the "crime of killing" to the crime of "wrongful slaughter", and he also forgot to explain to the public prosecutors that Chen Hua had fallen into the devil.He said to the Famu Heavenly King with an expressionless face: "Aiqing can pronounce the sentence according to the law, and there is no need to scruple. ”t1706231537: