Deadly Merry [Rebirth]

In the year of Jiawu, Emperor Yangdi was in power in the middle of the court. He was incompetent, officials were ineffective, the treasury was empty, and rebels rose everywhere.

The situation was turbulent that year, the people were in fear all day long, the land was deserted, and no one was farming. It had been a long time since people sat down and had a good meal.When everyone met each other, they all whispered with anxiety and despair on their faces——

The country is dying.

But no one dared to mention the reasons for the subjugation of the country.If the government finds out that the name is falsely mentioned, it is an irrefutable death penalty.

But everyone knew in their hearts that when they saw the countless pictures of the same lotus pond posted in the streets and alleys, and when they saw the signature under the picture of the lotus pond, everyone's eyes exchanged tacit hatred.

Butcher wine.

The root cause of the turmoil in the country is that he stayed by Yangdi's side all day, which made Yangdi not think about the government and government.Ever since this woman entered the palace, Emperor Yangdi could only see her in his eyes. He no longer saw courtiers in power, nor corpses littered with disasters. Those who persuaded the emperor were demoted. The person who killed the demon concubine was beheaded. If the country is not the country, if the ministers are not ministers, death will happen sooner or later.

But at the time when the country was about to perish, Emperor Yang was still in the palace singing and singing with the enchanting concubine every night, drunk and dreaming.I heard from people in the palace that the concubine Yao always likes to draw a picture of a lotus pond, and she draws it every day.That day when she finished painting, she hugged the scroll and suddenly burst into tears. She cried for a whole night. In order to make her happy, Emperor Yang spent his exhausted national power and copied her drawing of the lotus pond for five whole days. More than ten thousand sheets are hung in all the streets and alleys.

Emperor Yang said to all the officials in the hall, I know that the world will scold me and write me dirty in history books, but I don't care.I just want my concubine to be famous all over the world and to last forever.

In fact, no one will get better, the reputation of the two can only be stinky together.

Wu Bian looked away from the picture of the lotus pond pasted on the corner of the street, and sighed softly.

"Don't look at it. Dynasties change, this is fate." Xiaoxia said indifferently.

Wu Bian stepped forward, glanced at the baby in Xiaoxia's arms, and said, "Fortunately, before the troubled times came, we found the future master."

"It's my luck." Xiaoxia looked down at the child who was not yet one year old, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go back to Yuxu first, we don't care about worldly affairs."

"Yes, Master." Wu Bian took a few steps quickly, following Xiaoxia's pace, "Shall the Master give her a name? Her parents were dead when she was found, and I don't know what her name is. You can't just take Yuxu back with no name and name, anyway, he is also the head of the future generation."

"..." Xiaoxia leisurely glanced to the side, and within reach was another picture of the same lotus pond.

The water waves in the picture are clear, the ripples are clear, and the gravel at the bottom of the pool can be seen.A delicate pink lotus emerged from the center of the water, containing half of the unexpanded buds, apparently blooming for the first time, full of embarrassment and greenness, arousing love and affection.

I don't know how many times I have to paint to develop such vivid and meticulous brushwork.

See also the poem mentioned on the left——

Mingyi is absolutely bottomless, the first birth of a strange flower.

Xiaoxia is not a person who pays much attention to naming, so Kuang recited it twice in his mouth, and found it easy to say, so he casually decided on the name of the baby in his arms:

"...Just call Mingyi."