Peach wood

The boy knelt there for a day and a night, and his father had been dead for a day and a night.

To put it in a more standard and more elegant way of speaking, it has been a day and a night since his father passed away.

He knelt there, just knelt there, feeling an unprecedentedly long time.He was actually at a loss in his heart, he didn't know why his father suddenly disappeared, and he didn't know why he was suddenly no longer the prince, but wanted to be the new emperor.Thinking of the dragon chair, he flinched uncontrollably, he was afraid of that position, God knew it, he didn't want to be an emperor, but everyone forced him to sit on it, he had no choice but to be obedient sit up.

Even in the emperor's family, there are always a few children who are out of gregarious and not suitable for living in the court. He is very unfortunate, he is such a child, and what is even more unfortunate is that he was not drowned by the vortex of power, but had a good life. He has lived to this day, and he will soon live to bear the pain that he cannot bear.

No one was with him, only the whistling and blowing wind resounded throughout the palace, like thousands of ghosts crying in unison.Every time that terrifying sound sounded, his heart would constrict.He was so frightened, the fear overwhelmed his grief, his mother wanted him to cry, but he couldn't cry, his eyes were like dry wells, no matter how deep he searched, he couldn't see even a drop of water.

When the father passed away, no one cried more sadly than him, but if they were really sad or fake, they only needed to look at each other to know clearly.He didn't feel how sad he was without his father. Standing in the ocean of crying, he only felt the boundless depression.The cries choked him, scratched the side of his neck with long Kodan-painted nails, they teased him, they nearly killed him.

The white candles cast long shadows on the ground. Suddenly, they shook. The young man couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened them again, a figure suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him. .

He must have been too frightened to have hallucinations.He lowered his head tremblingly, trying to stay calm, but the shadow suddenly moved, and it stretched out a hand to grab his shoulder.He let out a low whimper and wanted to call the guards over, but his mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound.

"Your Highness, do you want to be the emperor?" The mysterious man's voice was low and strangely attractive. The young man couldn't help but look up at him, and when he raised his head, he caught a pair of deep eyes unexpectedly.

Want to be emperor?How can it be?The young man thought that this person was a killer sent by some powerful official in the court, so he shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of that terrible emperor as soon as possible.Seeing his reaction like this, the other party was slightly taken aback, then smiled helplessly, and the hand that was pressing on his lips quickly moved away.He retreated a little warily, not daring to call for anyone for the time being, seeing that the strange young man in front of him didn't seem to have any intention of hurting him, he was more or less relieved, and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

"Your Highness, I am not human." The young man spread out his palm, and a butterfly flew out from it, "I have been looking for you for 800 years since your previous life."

"Then you...then what are you looking for with Ben Gong?" The young man was dubious, and cautiously stretched out his hand to touch the emerald butterfly.Do butterflies have this color?He had never seen it.

The young man saw that he liked it, so he released another butterfly: "It's useless to talk about the past, I just want to protect His Highness in this life."

"I haven't learned your name yet." The prince opened his eyes wide, as if he was still thinking about how true or false what he said, and he heard him answer: "Silin, lovesickness is bitter, hope Ganlin."

The common people didn't have any special feelings about such a big event in the palace. Shuhuai walked on the street, paying attention to the passers-by who passed him, and found that they seemed to know nothing and were still fighting for their own livelihood. Busy.It stands to reason that when the emperor died, there should be a national funeral, but those big figures didn't say anything, and of course the people didn't discuss anything.

This is actually what a country fears most.When the people below dare not open their mouths to speak, dare not voice doubts, and only give power to a few people for complete control, then this country is not far from extinction, and these people in power are equivalent to half a foot forward. The gate of hell is closed, but they don't realize that they are committing suicide slowly.

However, the emperor may have really lost the hearts of the people, which is why the people have such an attitude. They probably think that no matter who is the emperor, as long as it is not the dead emperor.

The emperor's surname was Yan, which seemed to be Yan at first glance, and Lord Ming had the surname Yan, and the emperor who ordered his beheading happened to be Yan as well.A series of coincidences collide in one place, and people who don't believe in fate can't help but believe in the reincarnation of destiny.Shuhuai sighed slightly, looked at the glazed tiles in the distance in the twilight morning light, and began to worry about the fate of the little prince in the palace.

Gong Fei can transform into a bird, and can also hide her body, and her practical use is greater than Mo Yun, the demon king.She once sneaked into the palace to inquire, and according to what she said, the crown prince's name is Yanlingxi, the name sounds like a girl's family, and his temperament is as soft as water. I really don't know how he survived in the shadowy palace. .

It is said that after the death of the first emperor, the crown prince was quickly put on the throne. Those who launched the coup were too impatient to even follow the ancestral etiquette.They didn't choose a good day for the new emperor to ascend the throne, and they didn't even organize the ceremony. It seems that even if the little emperor holds a high position, he is just a puppet manipulated by others. Those foreign relatives will never hand over real power to him. Maybe at some point, he died silently in the palace, on the gleaming golden dragon chair.

Power is attractive but also harmful. I don't know how the new emperor will walk his own path.

Halfway through the journey, the five of them separated into two teams. On one side were Shu Huai and Mo Yun who were going east, and on the other side were Feng Yi and Gong Fei who were going west.Changqing became the one who was alone again, his eyes rolled around a few times, and he decided to follow his second brother faithfully.Shuhuai didn't mind him following, but Mo Yun was reluctant, he always wanted to drive the black dragon to Fengyi's side, and be alone with Shuhuai, but Shuhuai thought he was picky, so he patted him on the back and let him Shut up now.

Mo Yun seemed to be burdened with great grievances, and he put on a resentful expression along the way, Shu Huai pretended not to see it, and looked around pretending to be looking at the scenery.

"I married a daughter-in-law and went home, but I didn't expect to turn my elbows out." The little demon king muttered in a low voice, thinking that Shuhuai couldn't hear him.

Not only Shuhuai heard it, but Changqing also heard it. Heilong glanced at him and laughed: "Who's vinegar jar has been overturned? 250-year-old vinegar, it's so sour, it's sour."

Ever since Shuhuai explained the meaning of a certain word to him, Mo Yun hated it when others used it as an argument, and would get angry on the spot when he mentioned it.Looking back, he was in the human world, and there were mortals coming and going around him, so he could only swallow his anger and fight back verbally: "Every day is just a guy who loves wooden people, and there is nowhere to be jealous if he wants to."

After thinking for a while, he added: "There is only one wooden man left."

Changqing's face turned green, and the upper and lower rows of teeth creaked loudly: "I'm enjoying it spiritually, which is different from your ordinary desires."

"Then you still have no wife or concubine, a bachelor." Mo Yun sneered.

"You fart!" Heilong scolded in a low voice, "I have Sangong Sixth Court, you are a ball!"

The little demon king was about to reply, but Shuhuai suddenly turned his head and asked with a half-smile: "Do you want to have a wife and concubine? How many rooms do you want? I'll find one for you right now."

Misfortune comes from the mouth, and trouble comes from the mouth. Mo Yun coughed lightly, and finally stopped.

As soon as he calmed down, Changqing had no one to quarrel with, so he also shut up. As long as the two of them shut up, Shuhuai would have a lot of time to straighten out his thoughts and think seriously.

Judging from the current situation, Cunxue didn't hide in the imperial city. Fengyi went back to the heavenly realm a few days ago and found that he was not in the heavenly palace either.He was elusive, hard to find, Shuhuai decided not to look for him yet, but he still had to be on guard.He is not here, but he must have carefully planned the current situation before, so he can arrange it without showing up, and tease people around.

Shuhuai can feel that this game is coming to an end, and the most critical part of the entire chessboard is still in the Imperial City of the Human Realm.

There are only two gemstones left on the jade plate, and one of them just lit up not long ago, which means that the monster it refers to has arrived in the imperial city, or that thing is the "aboriginal" in the imperial city.Shuhuai had asked Fengyi about some things before, and he had a general understanding of how the jade plate works. The gemstones are arranged in order, the first one will not be broken, and the latter one will not shine even if it is next to the target. , it is even more impossible to release the golden wire for traction.In Shuhuai's eyes, this kind of design is asking for trouble, but Fengyi smiled secretly and didn't say much.

This thing is his work, there must be a reason why he made it like this, Shuhuai did not expect him to be unreserved and defenseless, so he never asked again, but this doubt took root in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo Yun didn't have the intention to speak actively, so he just grabbed the jade plate and played with it boredly. As a result, when they reached a certain place in the city, the yellow gemstones on the jade plate suddenly started to shine again, followed by a The silk thread flew out and was thrown towards the palace under the watchful eyes of three pairs of eyes.

The last time I was looking for Wanzhu, it was because she was hiding in the palace that I wasted so much time. I thought this time the monster would hide in ordinary people's homes, but unexpectedly ran into the palace!Shuhuai felt angry for a while, but he had no choice but to accept the reality.No matter how much that monster hides, it won't be able to hide for a while. Sooner or later, when it emerges from the palace, when it comes out, it will be caught and beaten severely.

It's really strange to say that the imperial palace seems to be safer than the common people, why is it always the most chaotic place?From ancient times to the present, how many cruel things happened there, how many innocent people died there, how many newborns died there, and how many people's blood flowed there? ——It is not surprising that it will become a hiding place for monsters, just because under its beautiful appearance, there is a thick blood stain hidden, no matter it is good or evil, it will be attracted by it.

When power falls into the hands of people without conscience, it will bring disasters, and the people who suffer are not only everyone around him, but also himself.Things that are difficult to control will definitely bite back against their masters, but those who play power are so proud that they don't know that their death is approaching.

"What kind of thing is the emperor of the human world?" Mo Yun sighed from the side, "Why do some people who are not worthy of virtue always stand on high places?"

The distribution of power in the world has always been a mystery, and it cannot be explained clearly by just a few words. In order to sit on the throne in a legitimate way, mortal kings always like to call themselves the real dragon emperor. Shuhuai glanced at the "real dragon" on the left, and then looked at The son of the Emperor of Heaven on the right felt that the persistence of mortals was ridiculous to the extreme.It is clearly a false name, but they love to put it on their heads so much, and even pass it down from generation to generation, believing it to be true.

If you repeat a lie thousands of times, you can fool yourself, but you can never lie to reality.The country has never been the exclusive property of any family or person. When a dynasty is dying, when a king is already late, then they have to let go and hand over the mountains and rivers to the next new owner.

Maybe they are reluctant to let go, but no matter how much they miss, the way of heaven is ruthless, never stop for anyone or anything, when it is your turn to go, you have to go obediently.

Gong Fei and Fengyi finally emerged from another road. Fengyi's eyes were sharp, and he saw the gold wire flying out of the jade plate first, and when he looked in the direction where the gold wire extended and saw the palaces, he also I was slightly taken aback.

"Hiding in the palace again?" Renxian touched his chin and said to himself, "This is troublesome... Who is it targeting in the palace?"

Silin sat quietly in the imperial garden as usual, but for some reason, a strange golden thread flew from outside and got tangled up on the jade cup in his hand. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull it, but his fingertips were cut. There was a small bleeding mouth.He frowned imperceptibly, wiped away the blood, and didn't dare to mess with the silk thread. No matter what it was, he could only let it be entangled on the jade cup first.

The foreign relatives who seized the power were really worried about His Highness the Crown Prince—he should be called His Majesty now—His Majesty was put under house arrest by them, and they claimed that he had suffered a serious illness due to excessive mourning, and this lie was full of obvious flaws, and the court did not One person had the courage to stand up and puncture it.

It can be seen that the building will collapse.

When those who can speak dare not speak, and those who dare speak cannot speak, what will be left after this country removes an empty shell?

When His Majesty was still the crown prince, Silin watched him hiding alone in the room, barely communicating with the palace people, reading those books day after day, year after year, as if only books could bring him a sense of security .The first emperor was indifferent to his successors. The prince was 16 years old and no one taught him to read and write. Fortunately, he was talented and intelligent, and he could read those classics without being taught, and he also learned good handwriting just by fumbling.He loves reading, which makes Silin very satisfied. He was born to love books, and his previous life was also full of knowledge, but he was much tougher than this life.

Thinking about his completely different experience and growth environment after reincarnation, Silin was relieved. It was not easy for him to get to this point, how could he expect more?

In the last life, he worshiped the prime minister, and in this life he became the emperor. Although His Majesty is not yet able to control the real power, with his assistance, one day he will be able to firmly hold the entire country in the palm of his hand.

Thinking about it this way, I seem to be repeating what the prime minister did back then. This may be regarded as a disguised follow-up, even though there has been a long gap of eight hundred years.

Someone seemed to have heard the words in his heart, and jumped out again to disturb his thoughts, Silin felt annoyed for no reason, he let out a heavy breath, and left the imperial garden.

"Give me back..."

"Shut up!" Silin's complexion changed, and he shouted sharply, "You stupid king, you don't deserve it!"

"I am a faint king... What are you..." The voice continued intermittently, "One day, you will..."

Suddenly, the human voice stopped abruptly as if it had been cut off, the surroundings returned to silence, and the raindrops suddenly fell and landed on the back of Silin's hand.The beginning of autumn has passed, and the rain this time should be called the autumn rain.