Without waiting for them to react, the emperor on the high seat spoke again: The king of Chu escorted meritorious people at this festival, and he came to enjoy a string of pearls from the east, an enamel jade carving, and a pair of auspicious clouds.....
The dense list made the courtiers sluggish: .....
Your Majesty, your partiality is simply biased to grandma's house!!
After returning from the sacrificial ceremony, Chu Zhao often entered the palace to accompany the emperor.The other party's attitude doesn't seem to have changed, but the actual attitude is getting softer and softer, and the two get along tacitly.Six months later, Jingxi gave birth, a lovely boy, his eyebrows and eyes were vaguely recognizable, Chu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a mood that was both settled and stunned.That night, a man broke into the room.The scarred pair on his face was full of alcohol, hugging his waist and smirking, shouting, my, my.Sighing helplessly, Chu Zhao hugged the other party back: Got it.After waking up, his head was buried in his chest, and Jing Ling said sullenly: I know you care about this child very much, you like him so much, but I was injured on the battlefield, and I will never have a baby in the future.Chu Zhao smiled, touched the wound under his eyes, and responded silently in his heart: I like him so much, it's because of you, this is also me and your baby, fool.After hugging each other for a while, staring at Shuang'er's brain, after all, he was still soft-hearted, Chu Zhao touched his face: If you want, I can ask the Holy Lord to marry you into the mansion as a wife.Are you telling the truth?
Jing Ling jerked up from his arms, his eyes fixed on him, as if recognizing the truth in his words.Well.Chu Zhao nodded. ....Never mind.Jing Ling scratched his nose and turned around nonchalantly: I don't want to be tied up in the mansion, if I am allowed to stay in the deep house for the rest of my life like other Shuang'er, it is better to kill me.Chu Zhao: Huh?
Except for you.Kissing the corner of his mouth flatteringly, Jing Ling crossed his legs and smiled: But His Royal Highness the King of Chu, you will understand me, right?
Enigmatical.Chu Zhao commented ruthlessly, in exchange for a heavy punch.A month later, the capital Shangyuan Lantern Festival.Chu Zhao was invited into the palace as the prince, and accompanied the ministers to enjoy the lanterns with the saint.After the noisy banquet, he sat outside the palace with the emperor, looking at the beautiful fireworks in the sky, and the atmosphere was peaceful.Just when he thought that the two of them were going to sit like this until they were old, the other party spoke.Brother Wang, I'm not happy.The emperor's eyes were like a pool of shallow water, without any shadows, looking at him quietly, making Chu Zhao feel as if his heart was being grabbed by something little by little, and it hurt a little bit.Why?
He heard his own harsh voice.I have said to myself since I was a child, I am different, the more I grow up, the more I have to work hard to become the irreplaceable one, but....
No matter what you do, you are obviously in a high position, and you are already in the world, but there are still things that you can't grasp.I've been worried that you'll leave me, you're different from me, I can't catch you.Watched by his eyes, his pupils reflected the darkness and truth, Chu Zhao had an illusion, as if he was the only bright color in the other party's life.Will you leave me?
In the night, the emperor muttered, his golden dragon robe lining his extremely thin body.No.Chu Zhao grabbed his hand and slowly clasped his fingers: I will be with you for the rest of my life, I will take you wherever I go, and I will not leave you.See the most beautiful colors in the world, whether it is the peak or the trough..... until the gray hair withers, and the end of life.The emperor was stunned, and then slowly, revealing an intoxicating smile.The illusion began to shake, and Chu Zhao felt that the scene around him was gradually distorted and shattered.The moon sets, the sun rises, the night turns into day, and the light of the morning sun shines on the stone steps.At the last moment of the promise, the figure of the person in front of him slowly became transparent, the golden sun was shining, and under the sun, Chu Zhao smiled and slowly closed his eyes.Jingling, it's time to go out, everyone has been waiting for us for a long time.A snow-white pear petal fell to his brow with the spring breeze, as if an invisible gentle response.Outside.A stick of incense burns out.Why hasn't the young master woken up yet?
I obviously said that I had two moments, but I didn't wake up by the time, so it shouldn't be okay, right?
Yue'er, don't worry, wait.The courtyard was crowded with people, one after another anxious and worried faces, staring closely at the closed door, Ah Da, Liuli, Ye Ling, Cheng Biting Jin, Chen Yu.....
Almost all the backbones of the new city, people who were familiar with Chu Zhao, came.After waiting for a while, when the anxious Hong Ping couldn't help but rush in, the door was slowly pushed open by a hand, and the handsome man smiled slightly, and his right hand led out the white-clothed pair behind him.Shaojun!
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Chapter 71 The Big Wedding (Part I) Everyone looked at Chu Zhao and Zhou Jing in surprise.Chu Zhao nodded slightly with them, and turned his gaze to the eldest princess and his wife standing on the side, Dad, mother, Zhao'er has made you worry again.Zhou Jing called her: Auntie.The eldest princess nodded with tears in her eyes and smiled: What kind of aunt is it, silly child, called mother-in-law.The tips of Zhou Jing's ears turned red, and he pursed his lips and screamed obediently.Mother.Huh.The eldest princess and Chu Changqing glanced at each other with a smile, then turned their heads, their beautiful eyebrows and eyes were very gentle, and stuffed a jade lock to him.Xiao Jing, this is the longevity lock that Zhao'er has worn since she was born and grew up, and she didn't take it off until she tied her hair, and now I hand it over to you, it's the same as entrusting Zhao'er to you.In this world, nothing compares to two people who sincerely support each other.Mother hopes that you can be like this longevity lock, forever united, and go on for a long time.Zhou Jing took it, the jade lock inlaid with the east jewel stone was carved exquisitely, warm and lubricated, you can see the traces of the owner wearing it for many years, and the elders' care and expectations for the child, and a small Zhao character is carved on the front.Fingertips carefully caressed this small word, Zhou Jing's eyes slowly softened, there is no better gift than this.I will.Mother, don't worry.Chu Zhao said, the hand on his lap and Zhou Jing's ten fingers interlocked, this person has become a part of his life, the kiss like a playful childhood, the cute pair of little swans staring at him, the peculiar enthusiasm, since the day the two people met, has been burning and burning until now, since then there are bonds, the ten colors and ten lights in the mortal world are in his eyes, gently falling on the tip of his heart.We're going to keep going. .....The second clan of Nanyang was officially taken over by Xincheng, and in Nandi, Xincheng really became a big overlord.As far as the eye can see, the pattern of the mainland has completely changed.To the south, the original state of separation of three clans and one city has been completely changed, and the heavy scales, together with the new city, have become a symbol of the behemoth entrenched in the south.To the north, the power of the Beihou of Qujiang Town was the strongest, but since the disappearance of the Zhenbeihou, the north has fallen into the flames of secession.The various forces were ready to move, wanting to engulf the original forces of the Marquis of Zhenbei, and gathered a large army to set off in April to attack Qujiang.When everyone thought that Qujiang would be divided, the result was unexpected, and Qujiang became their burial place.The mighty army of tens of thousands was buried outside the river by a zombie who could manipulate quicksand, and blood seeped into the sand.One after another, high walls made of yellow sand rose and enveloped the Qujiang River.Since then, Qujiang has been known as the city of yellow sand, and together with the zombies who can control the quicksand, the remnants of the Northland are all terrified.Recently, I heard that a force claiming to be the Heavenly Demon Sect had appeared, confronting the mutant zombie and wanting to compete for Qujiang......
Cold.The advent of winter has plunged this continent into a world of ice and snow.The extreme cold, the first to be unbearable were some small forces that did not do anything, and a large number of people died.The south, under the control of Chu Shaojun, was ready at the extreme speed, and although they sent people to deliver the news in the north, there were always some self-righteous guys who disdained it, or they didn't like Chu Zhao.They were dragged into the fight, and when they turned back, it was too late to make any response to this cold wave.Countless people were displaced, and they fled to the south, crossing rivers and running to the boundaries of Chu Zhao's jurisdiction.Whew, whew.Blowing the cold, as if his body was frozen, Persia gathered the sheepskin on his shoulders and walked towards the city.He was followed by his clansmen, not many in number, about two hundred, all of whom came with him to defect to Chu Shaojun.Each of his people had a sheep in their hands, and most of the old sheep could not endure the cold and died on the way, and the rest were not so old, mostly small lambs.With the arrival of the great winter, he and his people struggled with the blood of the steppe in order to grab food, and Persia, as the patriarch of the sheep tribe, resolutely led his people to the south.Chu Shaojun is no longer just Chu Shaojun of Xincheng, he has become a symbol of the southland, a belief, telling them that there is still a safe and powerful place in this world, and even in the apocalypse, they can get a peaceful place to live.This kind of security is what everyone who is struggling under the corpse disaster is extremely longing.Uncle, uncle, have you seen it?
With blond hair and green eyes, they look like the crooked nuts that Daddy said.On the side of the road, a little milk boy with a chirp said crookedly, with long eyelashes, a fleshy face, and beautiful milky brown eyes, looking like a little fairy child who came out of a painting.At this moment, he was sitting on the shoulder of a man with a bitter face and a deep hatred, staring curiously in the direction of Persia with big eyes, biting on the sugar gourd.Ye Ling wanted to cry without tears: Little ancestor, don't say it, eh, that big guy is staring at him.That's the Hu people of the Western Regions, what crooked nuts.Persia frowned.couldn't help but stride over, and then saw that the weak kid began to shake his legs, and Xiao Ah Che on his shoulder was not afraid, he shook his black hair and chirped, and his big clear eyes continued to stare at him curiously.Persia's face softened a little, and with a pinch of his hand, he took off the woolen shawl on his shoulder and gave it to Ye Ling, and said in a deep voice: Take it, boy, it doesn't matter if you are weak, but don't freeze the child.Today's young children are so precious.Yes?
Although Ye Ling couldn't understand what this Hu was talking about, he was not blind, he could still understand the disgusted expression, and his face instantly changed.The little ancestor on his back was still fluttering happily, trying to talk to the group of little lambs in front of him who kept bleating. ......Looking at the figure of the other party snatching the shawl and leaving angrily, and then looking at the small card that was forcefully stuffed in his hand, Persia said: The people under the command of Chu Shaojun are really enthusiastic (?)
）and return gifts.He slowly opened it, only to realize that it was not a small card, but a thin booklet.The black handwriting, row after row of neat fonts printed on it, Persia slowly stroked it, and asked the people: What is this?
The clansmen scratched their heads: It seems that it was sent by Chu Shaojun, and everyone in the city can go to get it, I heard that the law of the southern land is recorded here.The law?
Well, the new law!
Article 1 protects the legitimate rights and interests of the people of Xincheng, and all residents of Xincheng should have equal status in civil activities.Article 2: Do not infringe upon others at will, and the property rights and interests of the people of Xincheng are protected by law and may not be infringed upon by anyone.Article 3: The lawful rights and interests of minors in the development of education in Xincheng are to be safeguarded, regardless of gender, ethnicity, race, or family property status......
Article 4 ,.......
Article 5 ,.......
One law after another, like a strange flame burning in his heart, and like a hammer drum beating his heart and lungs, although there are still many original words that he does not know, Persia feels that his whole chest is gradually surging, mixed with a strange touch.Xincheng, the two names of Chu Shaojun and this thin law are so deeply imprinted in my heart.Somewhere in the new town.Since the Cui family moved to the new city, Chu Zhao deliberately allocated a bunch of freshly built forest villas to them, across the green lake, the scenery is beautiful, and the people of the Cui family like it.On this day, Cui Jiabu Lao and Li Xingsu rarely rested.It turns out that cattle can also be cultivated, and for more lasting productivity, cough, but also to squeeze more labor, Chu Zhao humanely gave his subordinates a holiday.So adhering to the common language, Cui Jiabu Lao met with Li Xingsu, a junior who likes it very much, and talked about a chess game in Huxinlin.Acceptance.A white piece replaced the black chess, and when he saw the figure on the shore, Li Xingsu smiled and said: It seems that Bu Lao, you have a little guest, and the star will make an appointment with you next time.After speaking, he got up leisurely, walked on the ground on tiptoe in the lake, stepped on the lotus leaves, but disappeared in place in half an instant.Cui Bu Lao slowly fell to the last son.Click.Ziqian.Grandpa Bu.Cui Ziqian's eyes were a little red, he smiled reluctantly, and walked over from the bridge: I, I heard that Shaojun is going to get married?
That's right.Cui Bu Lao stroked his beard and slowly spoke: At the beginning of next month, it will be held in Tao'an Mountain.Cui Ziqian hesitated: But, but, isn't the cold wave not over yet, Cui Bu Lao: It is precisely because it has not passed that this happy event is needed, isn't it?
.....Ziqian, you must know that this is not just for a marriage, as the heir of the Cui family, you should understand the meaning of the world, and the troubled times can end, why not call it a fortunate thing?
I understand.Cui Ziqian lowered his eyes in frustration, what Grandpa Bu said was right, His Royal Highness is the greatest help to Shaojun, and only a person as good as His Royal Highness is worthy of Shaojun......
It was he who was delusional, Shaojun, and he had never set his sights on anyone other than His Highness.Cui Bu Lao looked at him kindly: The children of the Cui family will not delay their lives because of love, in addition to love, there are more important things waiting for you to do.Well!
Cui Ziqian wiped the corners of his eyes: I know, Grandpa Bu, I won't disappoint everyone.Looking at the red-eyed Shuang'er, Cui Bu Lao sighed slowly in his heart, is it really so easy to forget, the love of childhood is often the deepest imprint in the bottom of his heart, and it is also the most affectionate, I hope Ziqian can figure it out himself, no matter what, he is the most proud junior of the Cui family.Out of the lake forest, Cui Ziqian ran towards the snow-covered courtyard in the direction of the city lord's mansion, dotted with faint red plums, Cui Ziqian stepped into it, and saw Chu Zhao sitting in the middle of the courtyard at a glance.The man was pulling an orange cat in his arms, barking softly and happily, its tail wrapped around his wrist.Chu Zhao hooked his lips, stretched out one hand, scratched its chin, meow~ The orange cat instantly collapsed in his palm, so comfortable that his eyes narrowed into a slit.