I don't want to play anymore

After discussing the strategy, the conquest of Kyoto is a matter of a duck to water and a certainty.

The next day the army broke out and marched, and within three days, the Yi army drove straight in and directly entered the Beirong Palace.

Before opening the Beirong Palace, Yijun did not expect that Beirong is located in the north and mostly lives on nomadic animal husbandry, so the Beirong royal family would build such a magnificent and resplendent palace.

Since the fall of Kyoto, people in the palace have committed suicide, buried themselves, and escaped.

The garden has been almost destroyed, and there are dilapidated and messy scenes everywhere, but even so, the carved walls made of pure gold, the carefully decorated garden, cornices and tiles, and emerald jade trees still reveal luxury everywhere, faintly suggesting Bei Rong The glory and luxury of the imperial palace.

Even Long Yanzhao was stunned.

"The extravagance of the royal family of Beirong is even worse than that of Dayi's nobles."

The emperor sighed: "Da Yi Xun's nobles can still put on a show. But Bei Rong took the lead in squandering from top to bottom, wasting the people's fat and people's anointing!"

Gu Jingyuan, who followed the emperor to the palace: "..."

Xiang Yanghou curled his lips into a smile.

It was completely teased by the emperor.

Originally, I hadn't figured out what kind of mood I should have when I came back here... Even though my heart didn't have much ups and downs, but it was "revisiting the old place" after all, Gu Jingyuan thought that he would have some thoughts and feelings to some extent.

But after listening to the emperor's words, he failed to touch the scene.

Gu Jingyuan turned to look at Long Yanzhao.

I really want to say that in the early years, Bei Rong could not be compared with Dayi in terms of extravagance.

The way of eating, drinking and enjoying the royal family of Beirong was learned from Dayi Xungui.

It's just that in these years... Dayi Dynasty came up with a stingy iron-blooded emperor, who didn't pay much attention to food and clothing, and had no idea about pleasure, and only wanted to work hard.

Not only that, he even cut off the wings of Dayi Xungui himself, completely ending the extravagant and lustful life of the nobles of the royal family...

If it wasn't Long Yanzhao who ascended the throne in Dayi, it would be hard to say who captured whose city today.

Automatically receiving Gu Jingyuan's gaze, Long Yanzhao straightened up subconsciously.

He looked back at Gu Jingyuan, seeing his sweetheart's spring-like eyes full of his shadow, he couldn't help but feel even more energetic.

If it wasn't for the thousands of soldiers and horses following behind him, he really wanted to jump over and wrap his arms around the opponent's waist, and asked him with a smile, "Why do you look at me like this?"

But if

Today he is the emperor of Dayi, and the other party is the military god of Dayi.

Long Yanzhao had no choice but to hold back.

The Ninth Five-Year Lord tightened the reins, and his heroic face was a little more disgruntled. He said: "Then let's take a good look at this magnificent Beirong Palace today, what do you think?"

There was a lot of response behind him.

In Shan Hu Long Live, Long Yanzhao took the lead and rushed into the palace first.

In the main hall of the deep palace, the current emperor of Beirong is sitting on the main hall, dressed in fine clothes, vaguely has the demeanor of being the king of a country.

The decline of the country is inevitable.

Perhaps as the subjugated king of Beirong, it is his final mission to face what will happen next calmly.

But today's King Beirong never expected that when the door of the main hall was opened, the person who followed Emperor Dayi... was actually an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Surprised and astonished, King Bei Rong lost his composure.

Gu Jingyuan was dressed in white clothes and silver armor, and his waist was still tied high.

His long hair was pulled up in a bun on the top of his head, and he wasn't wearing a helmet.Looking forward steadily, without any extra expressions, he only rested on the sword with one hand, with a slender figure, and his steps were as steady as a mountain, slowly pacing in front of him.

"You..." The King of Beirong sat slumped on his throne, pointed at the handsome young man who was close to him, and was speechless.

Gu Jingyuan's gaze sank, and he was facing the terrified eyes of King Shangbeirong.

The wide-open palace door was closed from the outside, and the emperor in golden armor stood at the door, looking playfully at the Beirong king on the throne.

There is no one else in the hall.

It was a bit cloudy today, the closed door blocked most of the light in the hall, and the hall was dark.

But this did not prevent the King of Bei Rong from seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly.

"Cheng Yinzhuo? You actually..." He looked at the silver-armored youth in front of him, and at Emperor Dayi who was standing not far away...

His voice was full of uncertainty.

But the young man's complexion is as calm as water, his posture is stable and calm, and he is silent and restrained... All kinds of demeanor made Bei Rong Wang feel a little more puzzled.

After taking a closer look, he suddenly noticed the coquettish red marks on the browbones of the silver-armored youth...

King Bei Rong suddenly screamed.

"You...you are Cheng Qi!"

How sure the tone is, how frightened the voice is.

Cheng Yinzhuo can only be his defeat.For the current king of Beirong, even if Cheng Yinzhuo hooked up with some emperor, he was just a waste of Israeli servants.

but……

Cheng Qi...

Different.

To him, Cheng Qi is his nightmare!

The nightmare of being crushed everywhere by Cheng Qi, who was a few years younger than him when he was young, resurfaced before his eyes.

He can't compare to Cheng Qi.

Even though his mother is the queen, and Cheng Qi's mother... is just a lowly slave who doesn't even have a title and lives in Beirong...

But he is still not as good as Cheng Qi.

Shooting and hunting on horseback, swordsmanship and martial arts, boldness...

He can't compare to Cheng Qi in anything that his father likes.

He is obviously the eldest prince of Beirong, and he is still growing up, but he can only be the second at all times...

This kind of nightmare, since Cheng Qi started to show his talent, he has been doing it for ten years.

During the few years when he drove Cheng Qi away, he gradually began to strategize.

On the day when the father passed away, all the dormancy and patience were lost. From then on, he was the king of Beirong, the most supreme person in Beirong!

But he didn't expect...

Gu Jingyuan lowered his eyes, facing the other party's panic and collapse, there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

He just nodded lightly and said, "Yes, I'm back."

"..."

King Beirong did not expect that the nightmare would not end.

Cheng Qi is back.

He still came back.

With Dayi's army, he came to seek revenge for himself...

After all, is he still Cheng Qi's defeated opponent?

It turns out that the nightmare has always been there.

……

King Beirong went crazy.

No one thought that the army on the opposite side entered the palace without escaping, and the Beirong King, who still had the courage to face it calmly in the hall, suddenly became fascinated and crazy.

Perhaps the subjugation of the country stimulated him too much, but it just broke out at that moment.

Maybe it's for some other reason.

In short, it doesn't matter, no one cares about the feelings and thoughts of a subjugated king.

Compared with him, the Empress Dowager Bei Rong's performance was much calmer and grander.

——When Gu Jingyuan and Long Yanzhao entered the queen mother's palace together, that woman had already taken poison.

Maybe she is already dying, so she no longer has any fear in her heart. This woman who once encouraged his father to pour him Huayuan soup behaved extremely calmly.

Recognizing Gu Jingyuan, she even chatted with Gu Jingyuan like an ordinary elder.

As the biological mother of King Beirong, the queen mother has always been extremely strict with her son.

She has always wanted to make him the most perfect emperor, and she has always fantasized that one day she will become the supreme existence and look down on the world.

"But it's a pity, my son, his qualifications are too mediocre and ordinary." The Queen Mother's eyes were dull, and her tone was not without regret.

Because she was too mediocre, and because she couldn't compare to Cheng Qi in every way, she had higher and stricter demands on her son.

It was all good at first.

Until the new king ascended the throne, her son, who obeyed his mother's arrangement in everything, suddenly seemed to be a different person.

All the previous strict teaching and urging seemed to be counterproductive.

If the new king doesn't listen to her, the ambitions of the ancient emperors will be forgotten, and he will spend his days indulging in pleasure and waste.

Their mother-child relationship began to become unusually blunt and at odds.

The Empress Dowager is powerless, and she is not surprised by today's situation.

If you say it's unacceptable, it's just that you didn't expect this day to come so soon.

And, the person who ruined the lives of their mother and son, and destroyed the entire Beirong... was actually Cheng Qi.

It turned out to be the same Cheng Qi who had been destroyed and driven away by them!

"It wasn't Cheng Qi who killed your lives, nor the one who destroyed Beirong." The emperor stepped forward at the right time, strongly disagreeing with the empress dowager's point of view.

Emperor Dayi looked down at her condescendingly, and said in a low voice, "It's all good deeds you did yourself."

The Empress Dowager looked up at him and smiled suddenly: "Is this the Emperor of Dayi? I've heard about you."

Looking at Gu Jingyuan, who was still dressed in silver armor and valiant after many years, and Emperor Dayi, who was standing tall and upright in gold armor, she said with regret: "If you were my sons, and our mother and son cooperated, maybe the situation today And it came back."

"Forget it, there won't be that possibility."

Long Yanzhao had no patience, and said in disgust.

Gu Jingyuan didn't say anything.

His brows and eyes were cold, and he was too lazy to speak.

He didn't have the slightest feeling for the queen mother, not even hate.

——Only those who care about will have hatred.

If a stranger hurt him, all he had to do was call back.

He didn't hate the queen of the year, nor the prince.

Witnessing their demise can be regarded as an confession to the past self, and it can also be regarded as venting for Cheng Zhi.

From now on, everything here will be the past.

It can only be the past.

Their role is only to create him today.

But Gu Jingyuan inexplicably feels that he is not bad now.

……

In the palace, on the roof symbolizing the highest status, Gu Jingyuan and Long Yanzhao stood side by side.

The setting sun is setting, and the sunset glow is floating. Looking out from a distance, you can see the endless grassland and the red sunset hanging in the sky.

Looking at such a scene, Gu Jingyuan suddenly felt as if he had gone through a long and

Complicated dreams.

When he woke up again, the clouds were quiet and the sky was bright, as if those past experiences were suddenly forgotten by him.

It was completely forgotten, like waking up from a dream.

When I woke up, I found that it was still there...

With gentle peach blossom eyes, he glanced at the handsome and tall emperor beside him, Gu Jingyuan's eyes and brows were full of gentle amorous feelings.

And at this moment, the other party happened to be looking at him.

Gu Jingyuan smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, I'm a little tired."

"A Yuan tired?"

Long Yanzhao held his hand, with a smile in his eyes, and the young emperor showed a row of neat white teeth: "Then let's go home."

Although it is home, state affairs are not child's play. Just dealing with the follow-up matters of the annexation of Beirong is enough for two people to be busy for a while, let alone dealing with Beiya...

It was already two months after the northern affairs were thoroughly arranged.

In mid-October, the emperor ordered his troops to return to court.

After thousands of rushes, Long Yanzhao fulfilled his promise, and finally took Gu Jingyuan out of the north before winter officially came.

When the first snow fell in the capital this year, the emperor's carriage happened to enter the capital.

The weather turned cold rapidly, but it was warm in the carriage.

In the warm space, Gu Jingyuan gently raised the curtains and looked out.

He has recently become obsessed with looking at the scenery.

But wherever he passed, whether it was the wilderness or the neighborhood market, the scenery along the way was carefully scrutinized by Xiangyang Houzai.

After the carriage entered the capital and returned to the place where he had lived for three years, Gu Jingyuan still felt that everything was new.

The emperor returned to Beijing from the Northern Expedition, and his whereabouts were extremely low-key along the way, without any extravagant publicity.

In addition, Gu Jingyuan likes to look at the scenery, so their carriages are not accompanied by a large army. When they arrive inside the capital, they will directly become a single carriage, leaving only a few shadow guards to follow.

The common people don't know who is sitting in this car, so they don't deliberately hide it.

In the lightly falling snowflakes, Gu Jingyuan looked at the common people who were still walking through the streets with great interest, his eyes focused and fascinated.

Long Yanzhao became jealous again.

He also squeezed over to watch with Gu Jingyuan.

It happened that a peddler selling candied haws passed by their car, and when he looked over from Long Yanzhao's perspective, he caught Gu Jingyuan's eyes shining.

"A Yuan wants to eat candied haws?" the emperor asked.

Before the sound fell, the snowflakes were scattered on the street, and before Long Yanzhao asked the carriage to stop, people had already jumped out of the carriage.

When he came back, he was wearing a black robe

The emperor held up a bunch of bright red and round candied haws.

Like presenting a treasure, he handed it to Gu Jingyuan.

Gu Jingyuan reached out to take it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Thank you out of habit and politeness, but he was not polite with the emperor, he opened his mouth and bit half of it.

Looking up again, seeing the emperor staring at him eagerly, Gu Jingyuan generously stretched out the bunch of candied haws: "Your Majesty also wants to eat?"

"Then I will try it." Long Yanzhao said, holding Gu Jingyuan's slender white hand.

Then, with the help of Master Hou, he swallowed the half that was worn on the top and was left by Gu Jingyuan into his mouth.

……

The crust is sweet.

Silky sweet.

It was very similar to the feeling that overflowed in his heart unconsciously when he hugged Gu Jingyuan.

But the inside is a bit sour.

... Well, it's really sour.

The emperor subconsciously frowned, simply stimulated by the sour smell.

Seeing his reaction, Gu Jingyuan couldn't help blinking suspiciously: "Is it sour?"

Long Yanzhao swallowed half of the hawthorn and nodded with difficulty: "Doesn't Ah Yuan feel sour after eating?"

"..."

Gu Jingyuan's eyelashes trembled, and he said in a daze, "It's okay."

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