"Father, I know that I was wrong. I really know that I was wrong!" Zhao Yu kept kowtowing and admitting his mistake, but only received a cold snort from Gaozong: "I don't want to see you again! Tomorrow morning
Go to the fiefdom and don’t come back without being summoned!”
This is tantamount to completely excluding him from the scope of power! Zhao Yu was dumbfounded, and his whole body suddenly collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball, but he still had to shout: "Thank you, father."
Please be kind to the king!"
After taking care of Zhao Yu's affairs, Gaozong's realization fell on Zhao Yuan, and his frowning brows still showed no signs of relief.
At this moment, Shi Hao suddenly walked into the main hall, saluted Emperor Gaozong in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and shouted: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor! Long live the emperor!"
Gaozong felt a little baffled by Shi Hao's sudden congratulations. He frowned and asked, "My dear, why am I so happy?"
As if he had guessed Gaozong's reaction, Shi Hao smiled faintly, raised his head, accepted everyone's attention, and said loudly: "Fire has been connected with prosperity since ancient times. Prosperous fire, prosperous fire, symbolizes the end of the year.
It is booming, which symbolizes that a dynasty is about to be pushed to a new peak, and it also symbolizes that the descendants of a family will be prosperous! The marriage of Mr. Yao and the prosperity of the West Street mean that the descendants of the royal family will be prosperous. Today, Mr. Yao ascends to the throne of the crown prince.
The fact that the Wende Hall is in trouble means that our legacy of the Song Dynasty will be passed down forever!"
It was originally a very unlucky thing, but after Shi Hao's clever words said it, it suddenly became a great joy. When Emperor Gaozong heard the words, he felt that it made sense, and he immediately smiled and praised it repeatedly.
All the ministers also took the opportunity to flatter him, stood up one after another, saluted Emperor Gaozong and shouted: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor! Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, and the prince is a thousand years old!"
"Let's all get back together!" Gaozong stood in the first place and said with a smile. Then he turned to Zhao Yuan and said: "Yao'er, go back and have a look! But safety must be the first priority. Wende Palace is gone and we can still live there.
other places."
"Yes! I will remember my father's instructions. I will step back first!"
After saying that, Zhao Yuan turned around and left the Zichen Palace, his back quickly disappearing into the night.
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Tomorrow, tomorrow is the day to decide the outcome of this dispute between princes!
Leng Changxi held a medicine bag in her hand, which contained the sulfur that Mrs. Xia had brought to her a few days ago.
Her heart felt a little heavy. Looking at the dark sky filled with stars, Leng Changxi felt a little sad in her heart: "Shaoxuan, where are you?"
That soft whisper sounded so sad.
Lingfeng heard these words when he first entered the house. His heart tightened and his eyes dimmed a bit. He looked up at Leng Changxi's lonely back, and a complicated look flashed across his face.
look.
Several times, just when the truth was about to blurt out, Lingfeng held back. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell, but that he couldn't tell because the result would probably make Leng Changxi even more sad and desperate.
Taking a deep breath, Lingfeng slowly closed his eyes, clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves, suddenly turned around, and left quietly.
Although it was quiet, the footsteps of Ling Feng still fell into Leng Changxi's ears.
When Lingfeng turned around and left, Leng Changxi quietly turned her head and looked at his desolate back, feeling sour and sad in her heart. Once upon a time, her closest friends had become so strange overnight, as if they were separated by a wall.
The transparent wall makes you look close, but you can no longer touch the other person's heart.
A wisp of clear tears slowly slid down, Leng Changxi slowly closed her eyes and turned her head back.
Tomorrow, everything will be settled.
Pulling the paper bag in her hand, Leng Changxi took a deep breath, turned around firmly and walked out the door.
The night breeze was blowing, bringing with it a chill. It was always freezing cold in the early spring evenings. Leng Changxi casually put on a fox fur coat and walked towards the Tongque Terrace.
The night was quiet and silent, and the fine breathing could be heard more clearly. After a quick judgement, Leng Changxi was sure that there was only one person watching in the garden, while the other two were missing.
Maybe it's because Zhao Yuan will ascend to the position of crown prince tomorrow, and most of the manpower has been transferred to the front hall, so the guards in the back garden should be much looser.
Leng Changxi smiled coldly: Sure enough, people are selfish, and their own lives are much more important than love.
But this is the best. The fewer people there are, the easier it will be for her to move around.
Riding on the night breeze, Leng Changxi walked step by step towards the Tongque Terrace.
Since the Bronze Bird Terrace was built, although Leng Changxi has come often, she has never danced on it.
The cool breeze blew by, ruffling the hair on her forehead and floating in the night sky.
Leng Changxi slowly took off her fox fur and dropped it on the ground, revealing a Qianshui skirt embroidered with gold silk and double butterflies and clouds.
She raised her hands lightly, and her wide sleeves fluttered in the wind. She closed her eyes, raised her toes, raised her arms lightly, and slowly danced charmingly.
She was spinning in the wind, just like Chang'e who was about to fly to the moon. Her figure was filled with sadness and despair, but also with a kind of expectation and looking up to her.
The man who was staring at her closely in the dark had long been fascinated by her dance steps and was looking at Leng Changxi unblinkingly.
He didn't even notice when Leng Changxi took out the sulfur from her sleeve.
Leng Changxi opened the medicine package and quickly sprinkled the sulfur on the ground with her dancing figure.
Most of the sulfur drifted to the bottom of the Tongque Terrace with the wind, and some of it hung on the wall of the Tongque Terrace.
As the sulfur dispersed, Leng Changxi's dance gradually stopped. Finally, she lay on her back on the bronze bird platform, looking up at the full moon in the sky, and a sense of relief suddenly rose in her heart.
A smile slowly bloomed at the corner of his lips. The smile was faint, as if it would disappear in the next moment.
There was a soft sound of footsteps under the Tongque Tower, and Leng Changxi knew that the person coming was Lingfeng without having to lower her head to look.
How long had she been lying on the bronze bird platform, how long had Lingfeng stood under the bronze bird platform, that kind of tacit understanding that was relatively speechless but seemed like a thousand words, slowly opened up between the two, for the last time in this life.
In the middle of the night, Leng Changxi didn't know how long she had been looking at the moon, until she felt a chill on her body. She stretched out her hand and touched it, and found a layer of frost.
She sighed quietly, and finally took another look at the full moon like a silver plate. She finally stood up slowly, picked up the fox fur on the ground, and walked down the Tongque Terrace step by step.
Two lives as human beings are finally coming to an end!
The moment she passed by Lingfeng, she didn't speak, and Lingfeng didn't speak either. He just followed her quietly and walked slowly back into the bamboo forest.