My cat has the throne

There was the sound of dripping rain outside the window.

Thunder rumbled faintly.

Just like the night when Fu Si rode his horse back to Beijing.But it was different, the cat was lying on the soft quilt, with a peaceful and comfortable mood, and listened to discuss the scene he saw in his dream.

It was probably because Fu Si had such a good life after the discussion, that he forgot that when he was eight years old, he left Beijing for Shu, and it was also raining that day.

It was the ninth year of Kangyuan, and Fu Si was just eight years old.

Qin Tianjian ordered that the Eldest Prince is weak, and it may not be easy to raise him in the imperial city. Only by going to the mountains and rivers to absorb the aura of heaven and earth can he be safe for life.

The emperor's decree came down quickly, giving the eldest prince Si to live in Tianfu, Shuzhou, to recuperate his body and mind, and he was not allowed to return without a decree.Concubine Shu had no objection and thanked her endlessly, but Concubine Xian cried a few times in private.

It seems that the parents want to love their son, but no one in the palace knows that the eldest prince is healthy, but it's just annoying to watch.For the emperor to tolerate the evil star that shakes the earth on the day of his birth and grow up to eight years old in the imperial city, it is already a mighty grace of the emperor.Shuzhou is remote, and an eight-year-old doll is left unattended. It is good to be abandoned as an idler. It is unknown whether he can survive.

On the day of leaving the palace, the key to the gate of the imperial city was released later than usual.

The carriage that received Fu Si was parked in the wind and rain, wet like a piece of moldy steamed bun, Fu Si boarded the carriage and looked back, there was no one else except Sixi who was ordered to deliver it.

"Eunuch Sixi, my concubine..." Fu Si opened her mouth timidly.

Sixi held Fuchen in her arms, and lazily replied: "Prince, get in the car, Concubine Shu will not come."

Fu Si clutched the car curtain with her hands, lowered her head, trying not to tremble so much in her voice, "Yes... I know."

Perhaps it was because the child looked too pitiful, and Sixi was also moved with compassion, and added: "Don't be sad, the eldest prince. The concubine Shu has not had a miscarriage soon, and the empress loves the unborn little prince. She is too sad to send him off. Actually Empress also loves the eldest prince in her heart."

"I know. Thank you Sixi for sending me off." Fu Si pursed her lips and got into the carriage.

Concubine Shu was neglected by the emperor for many years because of Fu Si's evil name. She finally found out her pulse three months ago. Concubine Shu was very happy.

A month ago, the imperial physician said that the pulse was strong, and it was probably a prince.Concubine Shu's limelight is the same for a while.Many people are looking forward to the arrival of this child, and there are also many people who can't see another Fu in the palace.

Half a month ago, Concubine Shu had a miscarriage, and the emperor ordered a strict investigation, but after many investigations, there was no explanation.The imperial concubine is the most suspected, but there is no evidence in the end, and her mother's Xuzhou Zhao family has made great achievements recently, so the matter will not be settled.

Concubine Shu has been burning a cold stove for many years, and finally a spark popped out, and was extinguished by someone, how could she not hate it.Full of hatred, she couldn't vent her anger on the imperial concubine, so she vented her anger on the "sorrowful star" she gave birth to.How did she get favored back then, but she was completely ruined by this evil star!

Before the hour came, the carriage did not move.Sitting in the carriage, Fu Si rolled up her cuffs. The blue-purple bruises hadn't dissipated. This was proof that the concubine mother was overly grieving for her unborn brother, and it was also proof that she "loved" Fu Si.

The pain is really painful, but does the concubine really love him?Fu Si didn't know.

The sound of rain was getting louder and louder, and there was the sound of horseshoes hitting the stone slabs. Fu Si opened the side curtain of the carriage, and a green sandalwood carriage passed by. Fu Si heard a cough.

It was Fu Yi, the second younger brother who had been raised in the hot spring palace.

He is weak and can recuperate in the palace.Fu Si's body is "weak", so he will go to Shuzhou to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Why?

Fu Yi's mother's family is not as good as him, and life is better than him.Just because he is a malevolent star, does everyone hate him?

Fu Si bit her lower lip, lowered the side curtain, raised the front curtain again, and saw Fu Yi's carriage slowly stop.

Sixi was still guarding the gate of the imperial city, conjured up an umbrella out of nowhere, stepped into the rain from under the gate, and bowed forward to cover Fu Yi from the rain.

Fu Yi raised her thin arms, pushed Sixi away, and walked into the rain.

Sixi chased after her with an umbrella, Fu Yi turned her head, and Fu Si and him looked at each other for a moment, separated by the rain curtain, everything became hazy, I only felt that those silent black eyes were extraordinarily clear, as deep as a bottomless abyss.

Fu Si's carriage also started, the wheels were rolling, and it took half a month from the capital to Shuzhou.

Tired from the journey, it was the first time for the young Fu Si to experience the lesson.Originally a strong man, he has become yellow-skinned and thin when he arrived in Shuzhou. He really became what Qin Tianjian called "weak" and "I'm afraid it's not easy to raise him".

The local officials in Shuzhou were not too sycophant, and they enthusiastically took care of Fu Si, but Fu Si almost lost half of his life because of his kindness. Make soup base, rinse food for meat and vegetarian dishes.The locals love it like life, but for Fu Si, who is not acclimatized to the environment and has a weak spleen and stomach, it is almost like a throat-closing poison.

After barely eating a few mouthfuls, his face was flushed, and his heart seemed to be on fire. At that time, Fu Si wanted to run away from the banquet and plunge into the pond in the backyard.

When Fu Si arrived in Shuzhou, he was on the verge of death for a whole year.

After getting through the physical discomfort of the first year, the following days did not get much better.Fu Si didn't have any friends, and the local officials didn't really take care of them, although they didn't want to crowd out and oppress them.

Later, when Fu Si grew up to be twelve or thirteen years old, the situation got better.

He met a ranger who lived all over the world. He taught him some boxing skills, and accompanied him to archery and horseback riding. Later, the ranger left Shuzhou and continued to travel. Fu Si did not give up on himself. ability to protect itself.Later, he was assassinated several times, but he resisted them all.

But in those years, it can still be summed up in the word difficult.

Until encountering a discussion, his life suddenly became smooth sailing, peaceful and joyful.

Fu Si's 18 years of life passed in a flash in the dream of discussing, and turned to happiness and smoothness in discussing words.

Maomao felt in a daze, looking at Shangqian's gentle and handsome face, and hearing him say "this child is very strong, he deserves happiness", he was full of thoughts:

He is light, he is God.

In the past, you can know his present when you discuss it, and now you can know his past when you discuss it.

Shangqian knew everything, but he didn't know that Fu Si was always by his side.

Get along day and night, and now Fu Si can participate in the discussion.It would be great if Fu Si could also know the past of the discussion.

The sound of the rain outside the window gradually died down, and the voice of discussing and talking also gradually died down.The good-looking eyebrows revealed sleepiness, Mao Mao stretched out her paws, and gently pressed the pads between her eyebrows.

Go to sleep, my Mr. God, Fu Si hopes to see you again in my dream.

Accompanied by the big "Huang", Shangqian fell asleep quickly. Fortunately, this accident did not affect Shangqin's dream of contacting the world of Chu.However, the dream this time made Discussion somewhat disappointed.

The third prince, Fu Xi, had already decided on his marriage. He got married that month and formally married his concubine.The second prince's wedding date is set on the eighth day of next month, and Prince Xin's mansion is in full swing to prepare for the wedding.

The emperor had neglected Fu Si for many years, and now he finally remembered that he was the eldest son, and ordered to choose a princess for him.

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(In the past two days, I have modified a little bit of small details. For example, I changed the surname of the daughter born to the husband’s aunt of Sister Mao Mao to Xu. Hahahahaha, no one will find out.)

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: next time I will never change the mailbox for 5 bottles;