See Jiangshan

The back of Gu Xuejiang flying against the wind disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds.

Cheng Qianren propped up the windshield, and his ears immediately became clean.

Xu Ran sighed, "It's great to be able to fly."

"I forgot to ask him something. A little personal matter of mine."

Xu Ran immediately became excited: "Say it!"

Cheng Qianren was a little nervous and rubbed his nose: "If, me and my brother, I mean, if, I want to form a bond with him, what do you think? Of course it's too early to talk about it now. He is mentally unstable and has a split personality." , Forget it, you don't understand this..."

Once you open your mouth, the following words go much smoother:

"When I was young, Zhuliu and I depended on each other for life. However, God's will is unpredictable and good fortune tricks people. I blamed him for being afraid of him. In the end, when I returned to the original place, I really couldn't do without him. The idea of ​​​​combining nationality is not impulsive. Bodhi tree In the next ten days, I think that if you are lucky enough to escape safely, you must cherish the people in front of you."

"Oh." Xu Ran shook his head in disappointment, "I think it's boring to gossip."

Cheng Qianren: "Huh?"

I mustered up the courage to confess myself, feeling uneasy, and I got this kind of reaction from my friend.

Xu Ran: "Gu Er and I originally thought that Zhu Liu was your child bride."

Cheng Qianren was stunned for a while before recovering: "I'm just a beast in your heart?!"

"How can it be? When we first met, we ate at your house, and Zhuliu said it himself. Later, seeing that you treated him like a son, Gu Er and I didn't ask much. I think he's pretty good, he's good-looking The cooking is delicious, and we were so poor back then, but he didn't dislike it. The book says that you should never abandon a poor wife. Now that you have made a fortune, if you abandon him and marry someone else, under normal circumstances, you will suffer retribution..."

"You don't read the messy script!"

Cheng Qianren walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, as if Gu Xuejiang had possessed him: "I used to treat him as my own brother, but I never thought that I would let him follow me when he grows up. I don't have such dirty thoughts!"

Xu Ran shrugged: "Yes, brother. In this situation, if you are not a practitioner, there is no such thing as a Taoist couple, you are called 'brothers'."

Cheng Qianren's hands trembled angrily: "Get down!"

"I drove the boat."

Cheng Qianren waved his hand: "I'll go down, I'll go down!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped off the deck of the cloud boat.Soaring through the clouds and riding the wind, it turned into a stream of light, which instantly disappeared without a trace.

Xu Ran: "Tsk, one or two are gone."

What's the big deal, my old lady is chic and happy alone.

***

After Cheng Qianren returned to the imperial capital, he noticed that his younger brother was in Chaoci Palace, so he wanted to meet him first to comfort him for ten days of lovesickness.

As soon as I saw it, I stayed there, and once I lived there, I didn't move.

Even if the other party is showing Chao Ge Que's personality now, he still feels close.

Bubbling in hot springs and drinking tea every day is like an academy student tearing up books and throwing pens and letting himself go after the end-of-year exam.

Apart from not wanting to go back to the palace to face the old emperor for the time being, there is another reason - to ask Chaoge Que for advice.

Autumn is crisp and the nights are as cool as water.

In the evening wind, the shadows of the trees whirled, and Cheng Qianren slumped comfortably on the chair, telling about the snowy land, and finally asked Chao Geque: "What if you succeeded in killing the devil back then and became the devil yourself?"

Chaoge Que pondered for a while: "...accept the reality and seek his own government in his position."

Cheng Qianren: "Do you really want to be the devil king?"

Chao Geque smiled: "Are you asking for Gu Xuejiang?"

"Well. What are you going to do?"

"Let my people be fed first."

Cheng Qianren sat up and poured him tea: "Please tell me."

Low-level demons need to eat flesh and blood, and it is difficult to hunt for food during the cold wave in the snowy area, but their racial characteristics determine that they cannot survive in places that are too hot.

How to let the demons bid farewell to ignorance? Is it necessary to sow, cultivate and domesticate animals like primitive humans came out of the forest.

"From hunting to raising livestock, and then communicating with the human race, the two races form an alliance, exchange what is needed, and cultural integration. This is a plan for the future. It will not be a hundred years, and it will be difficult to see results. It is a long story. I will write an article tomorrow. , show it to Gu Xuejiang."

After hearing this, Cheng Qianren lowered his head: "You are so kind. I asked you for help again, but there was nothing I could do for you. I still owe you money..."

No matter what the situation is, the opponent is his last hole card.

Chao Ge Que poured tea and handed it to him: "There is a way, you don't have to pay back the money."

"My brother is still clear about the account, how can he not pay it back?"

Cheng Qianren took a sip, thinking it tasted good, but heard the other party say: "Let's get married as soon as possible. Husband and wife are one, regardless of you and me. If you don't want to, you won't return it."

Cheng Qianren choked and coughed again and again: "You..."

"I'm sorry." Chao Geque patted him on the back gently, with a calm tone: "Love is too deep to express, please forgive my gaffe."

Cheng Qianren choked even more.

Don't say such things seriously!

He calmed down, felt very humiliated, and said solemnly: "I intend to stay together for a long time, not just to be happy every day. Find a way to cure you first, we need a little time."

He stretched out his hand towards Ge Que.On a cool night in early autumn, the stars light up like fireflies, and the door to the small world opens.

"We have no shortage of time."

On the third day of Cheng Qianren's guest stay at Chaoci Palace, the first autumn rain fell in the imperial capital.

Amidst the sound of the rain, Princess Wen Le came to visit her.Cheng Qianren invited her to have some snacks.

"No, it's delicious."

"I did it all myself."

Wen Le ate until her cheeks bulged, and was almost fooled by Cheng Qianren to go out, forgetting what she was doing here.

"Brother, sister Huang hopes that you can return to the palace. Father is seriously ill and is bedridden. I am afraid that time is running out. The country cannot live without a king."

Cheng Qianren smiled: "What's wrong, have you heard of 'constitutional monarchy'?"

Wen Le was confused: "What?"

Cheng Qianren's argument made her dizzy: "Look, you don't understand what adults are doing. An Guo wants to see me, let her come by herself."

Wen Le thought to himself, brother Huang has so many strange ideas.Now that Anguo is here, can we figure out what 'constitutional' and what 'sovereignty lies with the people'?

Cheng Qianren thought she wanted to ask Xu Ran: "Apart from this, is there anything else?"

Wen Le: "Yes, you suddenly disappeared for more than ten days, I am worried about you. So I came to see you."

Cheng Qianren was stunned, and suddenly asked: "Why? You always think that I treat you well, what's so good?"

Wen Le finished a plate of dim sum.

"When I was four years old, I went to see you playing polo, and ran onto the court while the lady officer was not paying attention. Everyone was busy grabbing the ball, and I was not as tall as a horse's leg. I was too scared to cry. Only you bent down and threw me Pick it up and ride the horse out. You lost that game, but I know you were the best for me. It doesn’t matter if you forget, I will always remember.”

The fear of being almost kicked away by a horse is simply a childhood shadow.

Cheng Qianren: "...I see."

He felt relieved.

Duan Xuanyu doesn't like playing polo, so every time he asks him to change into his clothes and play for him.Cheng Qianren felt that it didn't matter at that time, so he just went out to let the wind go.

Old things, don't care if you don't want to, he said with a smile: "Do you still want to eat?"

Wen Le shook her head: "I'm full, I'm leaving. You...you can go back to the palace to see Father when you have time."

Cheng Qianren responded.

After the autumn rain, the weather turns cooler, and the leaves of sycamore trees are falling all over the ground.

In the imperial capital, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the air was cool, and silver bells swayed under the eaves of the wind.

For Cheng Qianren, this period of time is very good, because many things are important but not urgent, and can be done carefully and slowly.

He met with visitors during the day, and occasionally accompanied Chaoge Que to revise memorials.At night, Zhuliu takes control of the dharmakaya and sometimes opens up the small world.

Cheng Qianren was very relieved. The two personalities used to stab each other and fight each other. Now they take the initiative to hand over day and night, and they are one step closer to fusion.

The only sweet trouble is that Zhuliu is too active at night, always trying to kiss and hug.His 'proud self-control' is often put to the test.

At dusk on the tenth day, the peaceful life was broken.

Anguo finally came.

She looked serious: "Father has been lying in bed for many days in a daze, unable to speak, just now he suddenly regained his energy...I'm afraid, only tonight."

Cheng Qianren didn't speak, walked to the corridor and watched the sunset in the sky.

Zhu Liu held his hand: "I will accompany you into the palace."

As the dusk fell, the carriage rattled and headed towards the majestic palace city.He remembered that on the first day back to the imperial capital, he entered this palace gate.

The attendants pushed open the door of the sleeping hall, the autumn wind poured in, and the lights in the hall flickered.

The outer hall was full of officials, and the atmosphere was quiet and tense. Seeing the two of them, they saluted and made way for a passage.

Behind the curtain, Wen Le sat by the bed, thinking of her childhood, couldn't help sobbing.

The old man turned out to be in good spirits, stroking her hair gently: "Don't cry. Your brother is here, let me have a word with him."

Wen Le got up and stepped aside.Cheng Qianren took two steps forward and took the old man's thin hand.

"I was very happy in the first half of my life, but now I have had enough. After I die, don't play funeral music, don't ban singing and dancing, and don't hold mourning in the whole city. Everyone is happy and celebrates my liberation."

Cheng Qianren: "I remember."

The historian took a pen to record.

The old emperor's voice was weak: "On the stage of picking stars, I have exhausted my words. At this time, there is nothing left to say."

He took out something and stuffed it into Cheng Qianren's hands: "This is the hub of the imperial palace formation. I snatched it from my father back then. This formation has been strengthened through the ages. Its most important function is to kill the rebels." , to protect my royal blood, and to sit forever. Now I leave it to you.

"This world is left to you."

Cheng Qianren looked down.It is a small bamboo tablet, which should have been a bamboo stick in the old man's hand.

Holding the imperial palace formation in hand, with a slight movement of the mind, the blood of a different surname can be killed or killed.

Before the big event of life and death, before the majestic country, all personal grievances should have been put down long ago.

The old emperor smiled and finally closed his eyes.

Chief of Internal Servant: "My Majesty Yan Jia—"

Hundreds of officials outside the hall knelt down and kowtowed like a tide.

Cheng Qianren stepped out of the palace gate, the autumn night was clear and clear, with a cool breeze blowing against his face.Zhuliu was by his side.

It faces south from the north, and the low position is quite high. Nearby is the continuous shadow of the Chonglou Temple. Outside the palace wall, the night market is already open in the distance, and those rivers of lights are like flowing flames.

What a world of fireworks.

He held the bamboo card tightly: "I want to do one thing."

Anguo supported Wen Le and chased him out: "You are the new emperor now, you can do anything."

"The world does not belong to me, it belongs to the people of the world. The people's hearts are worshiped, and the world is peaceful; the people's hearts are changed, so what's the use of leaving a palace that others cannot enter.

Cheng Qianren opened his arms and said with a smile: "Eternal emperors, those who can live in it!"

In an instant, covering the sky above the palace, thousands of intertwined lines of spiritual energy radiated brilliance.

"boom--"

A cross node exploded, the impenetrable formation broke through the gap, and the palace city was as bright as day.

Explosions sounded one after another.Everyone looked up at the sky.

Officials in the temple, vendors in the market, students reading by the window, women holding children on the bed, practitioners meditating in the mountains.People pushed open windows, rushed out of their homes, and stood all over the long street.

Half the continent looked up at the night sky.

"So... the palace is setting off fireworks?"

"My God, it's so beautiful!"

Cheng Qianren held Zhuliu's hand.

All the intersection points of the spiritual energy lines exploded, like fireworks blooming above their heads, the golden streamer was shining like a brocade, and the roar shook the sky and the earth.

Things in the world are endless, and no one knows what the future will hold.

The stars are above, and God's will is unpredictable.But whatever.

I came here, ran as hard as I could, fought non-stop, and was never afraid.

Cheng Qianren said with a smile: "There are so many beautiful mountains and rivers."

———End of the text———

The author has something to say:

The main storyline is over and the emotional drama is not over yet, so I will save it for the side story

The next chapter will be written first by Gu Er, don’t worry, it’s coming soon

There is no feeling of ending... because there are many extra chapters that are still long