Run away if you are lonely

In the 15th year of Tianfu, Dagan ushered in the biggest first snowfall in several years in winter.

There was no sign of this snowfall.

When Emperor Yuan followed his beard and asked the priest Tianxiang if there would be snow this year, the young priest held the sign and pondered for a while.

In His Majesty's expectant eyes.

Sincerely.

"No."

"..." Emperor Yuan was silent for a moment. "Aiqing, do you want to do the math again?"

The auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year.Snow is a good thing.If it snows heavily, it will be a great event that cannot be greater. It can almost announce the whole country with joy, and there will be a bumper harvest next year.Who should take credit for this bumper harvest?Of course it is on the head of the wise and mighty Emperor Qianyuan!

But being so bald by the priest, the grass no longer grows on Emperor Yuan's forehead, and there is a wasteland.

Emperor Yuan hinted: "Astronomy, you need to look carefully. You are still young, so it is possible to get it wrong."

This priest has only been in office for a week, seven days, and he was fired without even earning half a month's salary.He was stunned by the question, and thought, ah, this hexagram shows that there is no Xuezhi, why can't His Majesty understand people's words?Looking at the old priest again, he blinked his eyes desperately at him, suddenly realized when his spiritual orifice rushed, and clapped his palms.Understood.It must be because he didn't say enough details.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured!" The young priest swore.

"No snow today, no snow tomorrow, and no snow the day after tomorrow! This winter, there will be no snow!"

You will die with this heart!

Emperor Yuan: "..."

The old priest: "..." Crying and covering his face.

Wen Yi folded her hands and yawned for a long time until someone stomped on her toes.

He glanced at it, and Xuanyuan Chou's face was written in big characters 'Please change the channel quickly'.Wen Yi looked at Emperor Yuan again, the corners of the old chrysanthemum-like eyes were twitching, her hand was pressed on the armrest of the dragon chair, clenched tightly, and in about a second, "someone will drag this chattering mediocre minister out and slaughter him" will come out .

When you save, you win and build a seven-level pagoda!

——It is about conditions.

Wen Yi swished out a paw—five fingers.

Five bottles of Fengqiong.

The old priest jumped up.Five bottles!You grab it!The emperor only drank three bottles a year!

Wen Yi raised her eyebrows, "Don't do it, fine."

He made a long bow: "Your Majesty, I have to go back to the house to take care of important matters, so I will take my leave for now..."

Before the words were finished, Xuanyuan Chou blew his beard and stared from the corner of his eye.Five bottles is five bottles!Remember me, boy.

Wen Yi chuckled in her heart, and then said: "Before I leave, I still have something to tell Your Majesty."

Emperor Yuan leaned on the back of his chair: "Speak."

Wen Yi said: "I made a bet with Xiao Xuanguang yesterday. If he loses to me, everything I say and do today will be reversed. What are you betting with him? Can the first sight of Kunding Palace be revealed?" I saw a beautiful girl. Minister, bet."

When he said this, he stopped to look at Emperor Yuan's expression.

Emperor Yuan has the common problem of men, he loves beauty. Although he is old, his love for beauty is stronger than before. He really smiled when he heard this absurd bet, and said with interest: "Kunding Palace is where the priests are, and they are all young men. And the guards, how could there be a girl. But to see what you mean, the priest actually lost to you?"

Wen Yi smiled and said: "That's right. There are rules in the palace that women are not allowed to enter the Kunding Palace. Then guess, Your Majesty, why the minister won."

Of course Emperor Yuan didn't know.

Xuanyuanchou was enjoying the play, when he saw a finger protruding from his sleeve and poking him in the face.

"Because I dressed up the old priest as a beautiful girl and made an appointment outside the door in advance."

Emperor Yuan laughed loudly: "This is an old woman at best!"

"No. Beauty and ugliness are not on the surface. The priest has prayed for the country for many years, and has served as a great leader all his life. Isn't his heart more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the world? The great leader has profound writings and has always respected loyal ministers. In His Majesty's eyes, the old priest is naturally considered beautiful."

When these words fell to the ground, they not only praised Emperor Yuan as a wise emperor, but also secretly mentioned that the priests had made great contributions to Daqian, coaxing Emperor Yuan into a happy heart.Emperor Yuan stroked his beard and praised: "It makes sense."

Now that Wen Yi said so, what the priest just said is irony.

Not only will there be snow, there will be a lot of snow.

Therefore, Emperor Yuan not only did not kill, but also ordered a big reward.

"But master." Wen Die said, "How do you know it will snow. If it doesn't snow, it will be a crime of deceiving the emperor."

Wen Yi supported her head and played with the grapes in her hands. Before she could answer, she listened to Wen Ting.

"Master said it will come down, but he didn't say when it will fall. Whether it will snow or not is a matter of heaven, and it's none of my business."

Huh.

Makes sense.

Wen Yi laughed, and a grape bounced on Wen Qin's forehead: "Little brother is very promising."

He got up and walked to the window, poked his head out to look, and while he was so eloquent, the outside was already completely white, occasionally showing some pine and cypress green.After seeing the courtyard enough, he stretched his neck and looked up again.

The sky in all directions is like a well, and catkins are flying all over the sky.

According to the unofficial history of Daqian, there are immortals who blessed the world, and the first emperor of Daqian was instructed by the gods, so he opened up a dynasty in the troubled times.They are hidden in the east pole of the mainland, those who are destined to find them, but ordinary people can't find them.Wen Yi blinked, melted away a little snow foam that fell on her eyelashes, and retracted her head into the warm room.He has never seen Xian, but he is not qualified to say that he doesn't believe it.

After all, Tianfu's year name was changed because of him.

Dazai Qianyuan, the surname of the emperor's relatives is Yuan.The emperor was not the emperor at first, but the uncle of the previous emperor. He was kicked out early and made king. Who knew that the previous emperor had a short life and was still loyal to his wife because he was too young. He had only one son when he died.The emperor died, and the only heir succeeded to the throne without doubt.

But just when the prime minister was about to put the baby prince on the throne, Yuan Qiyuan, who is the current Emperor Yuan, rode into the imperial city holding an imperial decree from the former emperor's father and brother.

When the imperial decree was displayed, there was a lot of chatter on it, but it was summed up in one sentence: Let Yuan Qiyuan be the emperor.

Can this courtier believe it?

I can't.

It is obvious that the crown prince is here, and you, an old man who has been in the fiefdom for decades, are vying for the throne with him. No matter how you say it, you don't think much of the remaining emperor uncles.

Yuan Qiyuan sneered and let out a light sigh. He was dressed in battle armor, and he didn't even dismount from his horse. He held a spear in one hand and an imperial edict in the other.

His father is capable of giving birth, and he is old enough to have children, so this little emperor uncle is only in his early thirties at this time, almost the same age as Emperor Jing, and has fought for many years in the bloody battlefield of Dagan.And most of the military generals in the court are his troops. When the army is deployed, apart from accusing him by grabbing the ground with his head, who can do anything to him?

With a smile on the corner of Yuan Qiyuan's mouth, his brows fluttering, he threw the imperial decree in front of the old minister: "Xiao Xiang, you have served as the right minister for two dynasties, and the father's handwriting is the most familiar. Come and see, what is this?" Was it my king who forged it, or did it really happen.”

When everyone heard this, they all went to look at Xiang Xiang.The old prime minister didn't believe it at first, but he was too familiar with the handwriting of the former emperor, so when he picked it up, he was stunned.He groped it over and over again, and it was indeed written by the old emperor.But what is the reason for the old emperor not to let the prince succeed to the throne, but to let his younger brother succeed?

When everyone saw Xiao Xiang's reaction, their hearts skipped a beat.

Yuan Qiyuan said condescendingly: "This king has been holding back for many years, and let your little emperor toss about. He only thinks that as long as the orthodoxy can be continued, it doesn't matter who will be the emperor?" I want to help a little boy to succeed me."

He pointed with his finger, the prince was still in his infancy.

"What do dolls who can only suckle know?"

Pointing again, the emperor's brother trembled.This little uncle has always been decisive in killing and attacking, his legs would go limp after being stared at by him.

Yuan Qiyuan was not polite: "Let Prince Qi be the regent? He can play balls besides eating, drinking and having fun!"

"This king's imperial decree will add to my body." Yuan Qiyuan's two iron hooked eyebrows are like sharp swords, and with a vertical iron palm, the iron cavalry behind him shouted loudly, shaking the sky, "I will add to my body with military exploits. This regent, it doesn't matter." Let you sit on the throne for many years, but you can return it to me!"

The battle armor was shiny, and Xiao Xiang's hand holding the imperial decree was shaking slightly.

The emperor had just died, the prince was still breastfeeding, and Prince Qi, the emperor's only younger brother, was not a great talent.Daqian Huangshu King Wu has conquered the battlefield for [-] years, he has made great achievements in battle, and the old emperor has personally written an imperial edict.He is seventy years old, how many years can he support the new emperor?Dagan has never had internal strife since the founding emperor, so is he going to shed blood for the throne today?But even if the blood flowed into rivers, how much they could resist the cavalry army, in the end it was just hurting others, hurting themselves and hurting luck.

Suddenly the prince's cry came.

Shocked, Xiao Xiang suddenly made up his mind.If not, the prince may die today.At that time, he knelt down and kowtowed to the ground: "The old minister welcomes the new emperor!"

The elders of the two dynasties knelt down, and the others looked at me and I looked at you, and they all felt that life was more important, and it didn't matter who was the emperor, anyway, Dagan was still surnamed Yuan.So they also knelt down one after another: "The minister waits to welcome the new emperor!"

Yuan Qiyuan laughed loudly, twirled a beautiful silver spear in his hand, held it horizontally, and said: "It's not the new emperor."

All things are unified. "It's Emperor Yuan!"

Just then, there was a sudden explosion.

A person fell from the sky out of thin air, and smashed on a guard who was about to attack Yuan Qiyuan, knocking him unconscious.

This is because Wen Yi, who was hacked to death after saving someone from bandits, landed here randomly for the third time.

His fall stunned everyone.

The long spear in Yuan Qiyuan's hand was about to pierce the guard's chest, but stopped because of Wen Yi's fall.

Later Emperor Yuan was silent for a while, hooked the corners of his mouth, turned to raise his gun to the sky, and said, "It seems that I appointed this Emperor Yuan because of God's will. This man was born out of nowhere, but he saved your life. Today I am overjoyed and changed The year name is Tianfu. And he has meritorious escort—”

Yuan Qiyuan pointed his spear horizontally, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "I will be named, Duke Protector!"

Xiao Xiang was immediately hurt and furious, what a respected position the Duke of the Protector is, this little brat who doesn't know where he came from, who can't even tell whether he is a monster or a human, can actually enjoy this title in Dagan.Yuan Qiyuan was simply confused!

"Absolutely not!"

"Why not!"

Yuan Qiyuan said decisively: "You can make a little brat the emperor, but I can't make a meritorious person? From now on, my word is the destiny of heaven, and fighting against me is fighting against the sky. I see you Who dares!"

Of course there are people who dare, Xiao Xiang dares, he dares to grab the ground with his head - the old minister likes to force each other with death at every turn.But it worked for the previous emperors, but not for the Yuan emperor.Love to death, he is happy to be quiet.

So when Xiao Xiang was about to die, he was held back.

"Xiao Xiang, think about the prince. Are you going to let him be bullied after you die?"

This hurts my heart.

The old minister always had high hopes for the children, he thought, yes, his death was not in vain, not to mention that it was of no use, and left the prince even more unattended.After thinking about it like this, I decided not to die at that time.

Emperor Yuan was a little disappointed.

Xiao Xiang, a bad old man, was very vulgar and very cunning. When he changed his mind, he followed Yuan Emperor's mind.

Your Majesty is good, Your Majesty is right, you can seal whoever you like.

It's good to seal this little bastard, he's not someone's relative of the emperor, and he doesn't belong to any branch of the current dynasty, so it's just an extra idler.He also saved the life of the commander of the guards by the way.Thinking about it this way, maybe this blessing is for them!After thinking about it, Xiao Xiang even looked at Wen Yi with a pleasing expression.

From now on, it will be fixed in the blessed year of Daqian.

One pass is 15 years.

But Wen Yi didn't know the original intention, he only knew a version passed down by the priests.

It is said that he stepped on auspicious clouds and was covered with rays of light. He came from the land of the fairy mountains in the eastern pole of the mainland. The lucky star descended from the sky to Dagan, and those who got the lucky star won the world.

That's right, nonsense.

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