The Prime Minister has something to do

Over the years, it has been ups and downs in the world, but it has never disappeared. At every glorious moment, it suddenly appears with a new look, revered and awe-inspiring. No one knows where it came from, who cast it, I don't know why it was endowed with divine powers.

In the history of the Shun Dynasty, countless emperors spent a lot of effort to find the source of this sword, trying to solve the mystery of this sword... For example, what is its material, why it has been intact for thousands of years and still cuts iron like mud; Another example is why no matter whether it is thrown into a deep pool or buried in the desert, someone will always find it, and one day, it will reappear in front of the world; and for example... how it brings people back to life.

Chong Yuan quickly calculated the time, he went down not long ago, it should be just past time, the sun is in the middle of the corner, and the moon is opposite to Kui Su on the 28th mansion... He carefully moved He Houhan's body so that his The head is opposite to the moon palace.He looked down and saw that He Houhan was not covered with a single thread, and there was a red mark on the side of his chest. It didn't look serious, as if he had just been slapped... But it was his palm that completely hurt his lungs. sign.

Chong Yuan touched down He Houhan's ribs, and gently placed the dragon spit pearl on He Houhan's fourth rib. He closed his eyes, and only one line of words kept circling in his mind: three souls of man The seven souls... are used to avoid evil at the bottom, concentrate on the top, and hold the breath in the middle.The sun, the moon, and the stars are dominated by the moon, supplemented by the sun, and the stars are arranged in the center of the moon...

The contents of that book had long been seared into his mind, and he kept his hands on, forcing the inner force into the palm of his hand, stopping on top of the round and clear bead embedded in the head of the dragon spit bead sword, concentrating the inner force on a thread go down.

He stared at Long Tuzhu closely, suddenly startled.

Rows of small and simple shapes slowly emerged from the crystal-clear beads. They were slightly white and glowing. They were different but seemed to have something in common. Those shapes were constantly changing, but they had their own rules... Chongyuan's His eyes couldn't keep up with the speed, and he couldn't understand the meaning of these graphic symbols, but he could distinguish one from the other, and it slowly settled in his mind, repeating over and over again...

A large number of patterns suddenly appeared in the bead, and they disappeared quickly. After a very short time, the bead became bright and translucent again.As the beads returned to their original state, the blade trembled slightly.Chong Yuan's whole body suddenly felt a tremor like a distant bell. The fluctuation seemed to penetrate his skin and melt into his flesh and blood, making his whole body numb.

At the same time, He Houhan's exposed skin was covered with a layer of fine and dazzling luster, like lightning, and then disappeared very quickly, as if it never existed at all, it was just a human imagination.When the luster suddenly disappeared, his hair seemed to be pulled upwards by an invisible hand, and it was half-floated in the air strangely and inexplicably.

For the first time in his life, Chong Yuan was stunned—then he saw He Houhan opened his eyes.

Chong Yuan reached out and probed under his nose, feeling warm and regular breathing. Chong Yuan suddenly found that his fingers were trembling slightly. He Houhan sat by the bed.Put the dragon spit beads back into the dark compartment.Out of his line of sight, within the scabbard engraved with totems, a bright light suddenly flashed across the extremely long copper-yellow spine of the sword.

He Houhan was at a loss for a while, anyone who killed him would feel incomprehensible and panicked if he was revived after a moment of fugue.What's more, he practiced his own kung fu and found that the heart pulse that was broken by his palm was completely the same as before, and the meridians were also intact... This kind of strange thing he has never heard before, it is simply strange!

Chong Yuan was mentally prepared for this, and did not pursue the unsolvable puzzle at this moment, but put the focus back on the cause of the problem. He sat next to He Houhan and said: "How could you commit suicide... I said Those words are just to scare you, think about it, I haven't treated you well enough? How can I be willing to hurt you and hurt you. "

He Houhan was brought back to his mind by Chong Yuan's words, he felt extremely strange, no matter how wild his thoughts were, he would never guess that one day, the emperor would speak to him in such a coaxing tone.

He walked around the gate of hell, and now his mentality has changed drastically. Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't know why he just suddenly felt the desire to seek death... I am afraid that the repeated accidents stimulated and weakened his sanity, coupled with Chongyuan's threats, It made him feel that there is no light in front of him, that his future is not going on, that he has no hope in this life, and that he is on the point of death.

He Houhan didn't want to die again... In that short moment, his life was irretrievably lost... He suddenly had the desire to fight for it, he stroked his thoughts, and replied: "Chen... I have been here since I was a child. He was sent to the mountains to study art, from the age of eight to 15, and never returned home for seven years. You must know this, Your Majesty."

Chong Yuan nodded and said, "Not bad."

He Houhan looked up at Chongyuan, his tone was very calm, the despair and madness from the self-harm just now dissipated without a trace, leaving only a little exhaustion in the depths of his pupils, he said again: "Later, I finally returned from my studies. , and was busy preparing for the imperial examination... Four years later, Wei Chen passed the exam, served as a county magistrate in Qi County for two years, and at the same time, his sister married. When the minister came back, he was appreciated by the first emperor by chance and made prime minister, but his father resigned and married Mother returned home together."

Chong Yuan already understood what He Houhan meant when he heard this, but he just looked at him quietly and didn't make a sound.

He Houhan spoke faster and faster: "So far in the He Mansion, the only ones who can talk to me are the housekeeper and the servants. When I was young, I couldn't hug my parents' knees, and when I grew up, I didn't fulfill my elder brother's responsibility. Now You can't be filial to your parents either. However, as a minister in one dynasty, the people of the Shun Dynasty and the royal family's well-being should be the most important thing, and I am willing to exchange the happiness of a small family for the joy of all families."

"But I can't cut off the heir to the He family just because of your own selfishness, my majesty, and let my parents have no peace; I can't abandon my long-cherished wish just because of your temporary obsession, my majesty."

"...I want to have a wife and a pair of children. I want the mansion to be lively again, just like it was before I left at the age of eight."

He seldom reveals his true feelings, and keeps his heart open. He stares at Chong Yuan with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Chongyuan looked a little clear, and said: "I understand, but if I don't become queen, your wish will not be realized." His eyes darkened bit by bit, and he said slowly: " I made up my mind three years ago that I will never stand behind in this life."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue to He Houhan, he couldn't find his own voice for a moment, and hesitated for a while before saying: "The emperor... the emperor is saying that I can't marry a wife and have children in this life?"

Chong Yuan looked at him and said, "I won't allow it."

He Houhan's heart was half ice and half fire, and the collision between the two sides made his heart churn, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

Chong Yuan approached him with a tough look on his face, and he said every word: "Listen carefully, and remember it firmly, I will not allow you to marry a wife and have children, you will not have children around you, and you will not have sages." My wife raises the eyebrows. But I promise, I promise you, I will accompany you for the rest of my life, regardless of life, old age, sickness and death, I will never abandon you, I will spoil you, trust you, take care of you, satisfy you, I will..."

He Houhan couldn't let him go, he suddenly interrupted him and said, "Thanks to the emperor's favor, but I only want an ordinary life, a wife and children, and a happy family. Kuangchen is the current prime minister, if the emperor insists on going his own way... Let Wei How will I behave in the future, and how will I convince the public?"

Chongyuan was not angry at He Houhan interrupting him, and said calmly: "I knew it would be impossible to persuade you, Jiang Sheng has been chasing you for three years, and you have tried all kinds of tricks, but you have never softened."

He Houhan didn't understand the meaning of Chong Yuan's words, but he felt uneasy in his heart.

Chong Yuan stood up, walked to the door, and ordered: "Bring the prince here."

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Chong Yuan held Ming Qiao in his arms, the little child seemed to be in a drowsy sleep, humming and chirping coquettishly, Chong Yuan coaxed him repeatedly, "Qiao'er, Qiao'er, be good."

He Houhan sat on the side of the bed and watched, he was putting on an azure robe, he asked slowly: "What does the emperor mean?"

Chong Yuan glanced at him, and walked to the table with Ming Qiao in his arms. There were four treasures of study, pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it. Chong Yuan gently placed Ming Qiao on the side of the table, flicked his forehead fondly, and said with a smile: "Qiao Don't move around." Turning back to He Hou, he said coldly, "Grind the ink for me."

He Houhan did so without knowing why. He lifted the lid of the colored glaze and gold rim, scooped out clear water with a small white porcelain spoon set aside, dripped it into the inkstone, and ground it carefully with the ink pestle. He still looked the same. It looks orderly.

At this time, Ming Qiao stretched out a hand and grabbed the ink pestle. The child's movements were never purposeful, so He Houhan didn't stop him, but just brought Ming Qiao to grind the ink together. On the inkstone, he seemed fascinated by the swirling ink, but his attention quickly shifted to He Houhan, looking at him with bright and clear eyes.

He Houhan couldn't help but look at him, the child's eyes are always full of wonderful power, he will stare at something for a long time without blinking, and you can't guess what he is thinking at all.He Houhan observed the little prince carefully, he had a pair of pitch-black pupils, He Houhan's heart moved for some reason... Then the little man suddenly giggled, and the corners of his slightly elongated eyes hooked inconspicuously With a lovely arc, He Houhan's grinding movements froze suddenly.

Chong Yuan spread out the rice paper, and was drawing something with a pen, but he was distracted from He Houhan, when he saw that his grinding hand paused, he felt