Chapter 414: Gone without a trace, when will we meet again?
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If you study Liyue's history and fairy tales carefully, you will find an interesting fact.
That is, according to various folk rumors, the high-ranking Yanwang Emperor and Liyue Immortal Family like to use the method of manifesting saints in dreams to give tips and help to believers who have reached the end of their lives.
It is a mysterious thing for gods to entrust people with dreams, but it is completely different in Liyue.
Because the immortals have entrusted people with dreams so many times, the dream in which the saint appears in Liyue has become the material of rumors and storytellers, and even the topic of chat among ordinary people after dinner.
Even Ningguang heard a lot from her predecessor Tianquanxing about the emperor sending oracles in dreams, but she herself had never dreamed of the emperor.
The previous Tianquanxing was born in a wealthy family. His ancestors started doing business, and there were several Qixings in the previous generations.
Although Lao Tianquan is proficient in the law, he is a tolerant person. As long as he does not cross certain red lines, many small mistakes and ambiguities will be let go after being lightly punished.
When Ningguang discussed politics with him as a candidate for the Seven Stars, he bluntly stated that many regulations would be refined and he would not easily accommodate anyone who violated the rules.
At that time, Lao Tianquan only thought that Ning Guang, who had risen from a humble beginning, was a businessman with smooth methods, clever ideas, and was accustomed to taking advantage of favorable circumstances. However, he did not expect that she also had a tough side, and she confessed it to him so directly.
"Mohu's laws will only disadvantage the weakest and most conscientious people. They have neither the ability to detect the direction of the wind nor the experience of mediating with politicians. All they can rely on are rules and regulations."
"The superior ones can naturally adapt to all environments, but the law can never make the weak weaker. If I were the right of heaven, no matter what the price I have to pay, I would never ignore the weak."
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This was what Ningguang said when discussing politics with his predecessor Tianquan. At that time, the old Tianquan just sighed, and then thought that Ningguang also struggled to grow up from poverty and bullying under the tolerant laws he acquiesced to, and then became
There will be such a feeling.
At that time, Ning Guang also knew that these words were a dangerous move. If the old heaven could not tolerate people who disagreed with her political views, the position of the leader of the Seven Stars would definitely not be hers.
But Ningguang is not willing to get attached to this kind of thing and sell his own conscience as a way to get ahead.
After a long silence, a slightly uneasy Ningguang heard old Tianquan speak slowly, with a tone that seemed a little apologetic, saying that he would report to the emperor and recommend Ningguang to become the next Tianquan star.
But on the day when Ningguang was officially appointed as Tianquan Star, the old Tianquan who discussed politics with her had passed away and his soul returned to heaven.
"Perhaps Liyue's current prosperity is also his biggest wish."
Ningguang suppressed all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and under the guidance of Baishi, he crossed the gauze curtain covered with gold threads. In front of him was a huge screen painted with landscapes, and the bed was still behind the screen.
"Lord Ningguang, this room has been tidied up in a hurry... If there is anything you don't like, please feel free to call me."
Baishi opened and closed the two screens, and what came into view was a Qiangong eight-step bed with a corridor, windows, tables and stools. There are steps outside the bed, and the fence hanging eaves and horizontal eyebrows beside the bed are decorated with dragons and phoenixes.<
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The wooden platform under the bed stretches two or three feet along the bed. The four corners of the pillars are inlaid with wooden fences, and windows are installed on the fences. There are tables and stools and other small furniture on both sides of the corridor in front of the bed, making it convenient for Gongguang to dress up here.
Place commonly used items.
Except for the luxurious clothes customized by Ningguang that have not yet been put in place, the rest of the furnishings in the house are almost the same as those in Qunyu Pavilion.
"It's already very good. It's rare that you have such thoughts."
Ning Guang chuckled and complimented, and Bai Shi agreed knowingly, bowed and walked away backwards.
After confirming that everything was arranged properly, Tianquanxing took off the fine clothes he wore when receiving guests, revealing his snow-white neck and shoulders. He lit the neon flower incense purchased from Chunxiang Kiln, and the fragrant aroma filled the room.
Like a thread.
Ningguang blew out the candle, lay on his side on the couch, closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.
Although she has a lot on her plate, Ning Guang rarely suffers from insomnia. She is used to arranging all possible variables, so many uncertainties are expected.
Although there are occasional miscalculations, as time goes by, Ningguang has learned not to regret the past, so she can be said to be unconcerned most of the time, and naturally sleeps well at night.
But tonight Ning Guang closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.
She had not suffered from insomnia like this for many years. She didn't know whether it was because she was too close to the port or because the mattress was different from that in Qun Yu Pavilion. Ning Guang could always hear the noisy noises at night that she had never noticed.
After tossing and turning many times, Ningguang couldn't bear the fatigue and fell asleep.
After a brief period of unconsciousness, Ning Guang in his dream suddenly noticed the mist and birds around him. He seemed to be in a strange place, with nothing but a long stone table and seven stone chairs in front of him. Ningguang found himself standing at the head of the stone table and didn't know whether he should sit on the chair next to him.
In the midst of my thoughts, a figure wearing a white robe could be vaguely seen in the mist a few steps away from the stone table. The robe had a white background with gold patterns, long brown hair hanging from the hole at the bottom of the hood, and a dragon's tail looming in the mist.<
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Ningguang's thoughts stopped instantly when he saw the visitor, and the world was eerily silent for a moment.
"Emperor?"
In front of Tianquan Star is the source of all legends in Liyue.
The mountains among the clouds, the wonders of Guyun Pavilion, the ruins of Guiliyuan. Those true and false myths and beautiful stories, the creation and protection of this vast land, thousands of years of vicissitudes, and thousands of creatures.
, it all depends on him.
The god in white robe did not turn around, but slowly spoke:
"Don't worry, I'm not dead yet."
"But from now on, what you and Qixing will be responsible for...is the entire Liyue."
The emperor's voice was not as erratic as his figure, as if it came from the nine heavens.
Ningguang once thought that guarding Liyue was a contract between the Seven Stars and the Rock King. But when she became a party to this contract and heard this sentence from the gods, she realized that it was also the contract between the Seven Stars and the Rock King.
The contract between the people of Liyue is also the contract between her as a mortal of Liyue and her heart.
Staring at the emperor's back, Ningguang felt that the air in front of his eyes had become thinner, and tears seemed to be flowing out of his eyes.
She pursed her lips, but she didn't know how to express the thousands of words, or what kind of words could convey what she was thinking.
"Go back. When you wake up from this dream, we will never see you again."
After the brief meeting, the scenery around Ningguang suddenly started to spin. Only then did Tianquanxing react and raised his hand to keep the emperor's retreating back.
However, turning dreams upside down is ultimately not reality.
Morning comes and the sun rises in the east.
Ning Guang slowly opened her eyes on the bed in Yiyan Palace. The fatigue all over her body had faded away. There was a dim light in her crimson eyes. The fragrance of neon flowers on the tip of her nose reminded her that she had returned to reality.
She actually slept soundly all night.
Ningguang looked at the sky outside the room. At this moment, the sun was rising from the clouds and dawn had just broken. The edges of the clouds were glowing red.
The silent Liyue Port gradually woke up, and the smell of fireworks began to fill the air. The stone amber necklace sent by Beidou was still lying on the dressing table, reflecting the warm sunshine.