This script is going to be cool [Rebirth]

This heavy rain is called a soul-stirring.Outside the sky, the black wind blows the sea to stand up, and a thousand sticks knock on the clang and drums.I could barely sit still on the roof, and I was blown cross-legged by the strong wind, almost ascending to immortality on the spot.Zhong Bochen didn't care about the people watching from behind him, he tried his best to cover me from the rain with his sleeves, and hugged me tightly on his side to prevent me from flying back.

Shangguan Xia moved behind me at some point, and whispered: "Your Highness, protect your head. Don't get in the water." Xu Changzhi turned his head subconsciously, pulled Shangguan Xia to his side, and embraced him naturally His arms, then staring straight ahead, remained motionless.Shangguan Xia was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head and smiled slightly. I happened to see this small expression of secret joy.

I hugged my father's spiritual tablet, closed my eyes and begged the gods to bless me.I have sought the gods of the West from the gods of the East.As I was thinking about it, I don't know which great immortal showed supernatural powers, or the father couldn't bear to let his little five's head get flooded, and the rain began to slow down gradually.Master Meng stood up, looked into the distance with the support of his colleagues, and shouted excitedly: "Your Highness! Look! Hetang is fine!"

I still keep my eyes closed and dare not speak, lest my crow's mouth will be opened, and extreme joy will turn into sorrow.Zhong Bochen said softly: "Xiao Wu, don't be afraid, it's almost over."

I quietly replied: "Bo Chen, aren't you mad at me for going my own way?"

Zhong Bochen continued to whisper to me: "Since Your Highness lets this humble minister by your side, it doesn't mean you're going your own way."

His voice was extraordinarily gentle amidst the noisy thunder, which calmed my heart for a moment.It seems that Prime Minister Zhong has always had very low demands on me, so I have to pamper him more in the future, at least let him walk sideways in the court with peace of mind.

Just as I was thinking, a beam of light suddenly shone on my eyelids.I paused in my heart, thinking that I was talking about it too hard, and I was talking about the gods.I hurriedly raised my hands to cover my eyes, and looked up at the sky.I saw a crack opened above the dark clouds as thick as a curtain, and the sun peeked out from inside.The thunder dissipated and the rain stopped.The noisy world suddenly froze for a moment, and the sun shone on the ground like pieces of gold leaf.The towel is laid back and the Canghua is exposed, and the long-distance is deep to find a slanting path.The fresh earthy smell mixed with dewdrops tickled my nostrils slightly.

I was drenched, sitting on the roof like a mushroom smelling fishy.Everyone was stunned, until someone suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed, and then everyone cheered uncontrollably.I saw people on the street knocking on pots, jumping and shouting: "The rain has stopped! The rain has stopped! The river pond is against the flood!" Then the ministers on the roof followed suit and shouted that the rain had stopped.

I was a little dazed, stood up tremblingly, and looked at the long-lost blue sky as if in a lifetime.A rainbow streaked down the roof in an impartial way.The people who hadn’t left the city ran to the Town God’s Temple, knelt and kowtowed beside the house, shouting “Your Highness, Thousand Years”, and the people on the roof also knelt down and shouted, “Your Highness, Thousand Years”.I was at a loss, I didn't seem to do anything, why do you beg me?So I took out the imperial father's spiritual tablet from my pocket, raised it on the top of my head and shouted: "Here is the spiritual tablet of the late emperor. Please worship him."

So everyone started shouting "Long live" in unison.The passion of the voice is like the rumbling of war drums.I finally grinned, turned my head to look at Zhong Bochen, full of the rest of my life after the catastrophe.Just as I was about to sigh something, I heard a loud creak under my feet, followed by a crackling sound.

The roof collapsed.

The Town God's Temple, which had been in disrepair for a long time, finally couldn't bear the jumping and jumping of our more than 20 people, and collapsed unceremoniously.After a burst of roaring, my eyes were darkened, and I was crushed in the rotten bricks and rubbed a mouthful of mud, surrounded by ministers crying for help one after another.Xu Changzhi and Zhong Bochen yelled in panic one after another: "Your Highness! Where are you?!" I touched the unknown butt sitting on my face, and cried: "Brother on the upper bunk, you fucking You're so awkward! This king's head is going to be smashed!"

The common people were dumbfounded, and hurried home to get a shovel and a dustpan, and pulled out our group of life-hating people.Half of the ministers had their old waists smashed, and they were carried back to the post station to wait for the doctor to set their bones.Shangguan Xia ran back and forth with a sad face on his forehead.Xu Changzhi and Zhong Bochen, who know martial arts, became one of the few "survivors" and did the aftermath work for us.And Wei Yunlang was the one who pressed his ass against me, and he had to confess to me crying.There were holes in the front and back of my head, water and ashes entered, so I had to drink Mafeisan mournfully, and kicked my legs unconscious.

During my "Return to Skyrim".When the people heard that the pond was safe and the flood was successfully blocked, they all ran back to the city happily.Zhong Bochen and Wei Yunlang surveyed the river pond for the second time. After making sure everything was safe, they began to investigate the residents in the city, and caught many assassins bought by the Feng family.The officials of the Guangzi generation were changed, and the household department sent money to distribute to the people, persuading them not to abandon the land left by their ancestors in the future.As long as the pond is still there, it will be safe for a hundred years.

The reason they were able to do so much while I was asleep was simply because I slept a little longer this time.For ten whole days, I was slapped on the couch like a puddle of mud, breathing weakly, and I didn't even know when I would return to the palace.

During the period, I seemed to wake up in a daze once, but fell asleep again after a short time.In my dream, I saw the grotesque memory fragments flying away, turning into stars and sprinkled on the ground, thinking about the past for a long time.I was looking down, when a deafening question suddenly came from above my head:

"Xiao Wu. Do you think this is enough?"

I woke up with a start, my heart was pulled out several feet in vain, and it took a long time before it fell back to the original place.I hurriedly regained my senses, but my neck was so sore, and the bandage on my head was pulling my face, making it difficult for me to even turn my eyes.Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced to the pillow, and found that the imperial father's coffin was actually here, and I hadn't had time to put it back into the ancestral hall.At this time, Shangguan Xia looked over, tested my breathing, and said with a long breath, "Your Highness, you are finally awake."

I didn't say anything, the familiar voice in my dream still echoed in my ears.I looked at my father's spiritual seat again, and replied softly: "I understand."

Immediately afterwards, the door creaked open, and a rhythmic sound of leather boots chiseling the ground came from far to near.Soon, Xu Changzhi's big head appeared in front of my eyes. He pinched my eyelids and looked at it for a long time, until I groaned: "You will pick out the eyeballs soon." Then I ran out of the room overjoyed, Noisily shouted: "Go and inform the Prime Minister! Your Highness is awake!"

Shangguan Xia left the medicinal soup and the doctor's order, then stepped back and rested.Zhong Bochen rushed over, wiped my cheeks and moistened my lips with water over and over again with great distress.I looked out the dark window and realized it was already late at night.I tried my best to move in and patted the bed: "Bo Chen, come up and sleep with me for a while."

"No! I can't sleep anymore!" Zhong Bochen hurriedly lowered his head and kissed my nose, he was so terrified that he couldn't control himself.I sighed and said again: "You come up first. I won't sleep, I will tell you a story."

Zhong Bochen hesitated for a while, but in the end he took off his coat and shoes, and lay down carefully next to me.I looked at the bed curtains and bed beams with phantoms, and said slowly and wearily: "Once upon a time, there was a prince. He was ignorant, but he was good at guessing and jealous. He did a lot of wrong things and made troubles." In the end, he died. However, Lord Yan also hated this annoying prince, so he hastily sent him to be reincarnated. The prince has lived life after life, and has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world..."

My throat suddenly felt dry and itchy, which made me cough uncontrollably.Zhong Bochen jumped up and quickly poured me a glass of water, slowly helped me up and half sat, and then fed me little by little.I took a sip, looked up to meet his sympathetic gaze, and immediately burst into tears, he was so startled that he hurriedly tried the temperature of the water, and said in surprise, "Xiao Wu, isn't it hot?!"

I shook my head reluctantly, and continued with great sadness: "Later...that stupid prince found out that he had lost his most precious person. He went upstream from the river of forgetfulness and returned to the original point. Silly The prince is very happy now, but he is even more afraid."

"Why?" Zhong Bochen's eyes slowly turned red, he must be as smart as him, and he has already understood the "story" I said.I reached out for him to hug me.Zhong Bochen bent over, buried his head on my chest, and gave me a firm hug.I touched his head, I couldn't stop my tears, I could only bite my lip and dare not make a sound.Zhong Bochen asked again: "Why?" I whispered: "Because the foolish prince came to pay off the debt. He owed too much, and he couldn't pay it off. When he pays off, he will be damned again, he It is no longer of this world.”

The other side of the Santu River is within easy reach.It's just that I'm covered in dirt, and no one wants to cross me.After I begged for a self-crossing, and went away with a pole, I would never return to this world.It's a pity that I unknowingly messed with you, and you insisted on getting on my canoe.If one day I really sink into the bottom of the river, will you also follow me?

What should I do with you?

Zhong Bochen crawled into my arms and remained silent for a long time.The westerly wind is rushing in the thin night outside the house, and the moon is dim and bright.The nightingale sang solitaryly around the courtyard, and beside the pillow, the imperial father's coffin suddenly fell down, which made me look over subconsciously.At the same time, Zhong Bochen finally spoke:

"If I were the person in this story, I wouldn't care what the silly prince thinks. If there really is a Buddha, and if he is sent to me, he won't be taken away mercilessly. He is obviously here to pay off the debt. He continued his relationship with me. There is no one person's fault in this world, it's not because of luck. The silly prince is fine, he didn't feel sorry for anyone. But the world owes him too much."

I couldn't help but sneered, and patted the back of his head furiously: "Why do you spoil me so indiscriminately? What if I make you commit suicide?"

After I finished speaking, I hurriedly covered my mouth.There is a saying that the secrets of heaven must not be leaked, and I don't know if I will be punished.

Zhong Bochen raised his head and frowned, "I'm not the concubine Yu in Farewell My Concubine. Besides, although Concubine Yu is affectionate, she is dull and ignorant. If she hadn't committed suicide, Bawang would not have lost all her thoughts. Don't cross the Jiangdong. In the end, they still let each other down. Xiao Wu, don't say these strange words, it makes my scalp tingle. There is no death, you just fell asleep."

I pointed to the sudden bandage on my head and said, "Don't you think this is all my retribution?"

Zhong Bochen shook his head vigorously, and then pushed me down again.He lay on my side and put his arm on my waist: "I didn't take good care of Xiao Wu. It made you always get hurt. Before, I always wanted to let Xiao Wu practice more and become emperor as soon as possible. Now it seems that Xiao Wu has already possessed the ability of an emperor. I will not let Xiao Wu go out in the future, and I will raise him in Jiaming Palace with peace of mind. When the world is calm, Xiao Wu will be the emperor if he wants to be the emperor. His Royal Highness, I have been with Xiao Wu all the time, never leaving her."

I held his hand: "Okay. I will fight against the sky for you, live a few more years..."

"I want to live a long life!" Zhong Bochen corrected me seriously: "When I was young, my adoptive father once told me a fortune teller. He said that I would live to be 80 years old. An insidious person like me can live so long. Xiao Wu will naturally live longer than me."

"Okay, okay." I could only follow him and say, "I'll leave a double-cavity tomb in the Emperor's Mausoleum. After a hundred years, you lie in it first, and I'll make a good posture and lie next to you. Is it done?"

Zhong Bochen snorted as an answer.I closed my eyes and slowly fell back to sleep.I still couldn't say the whole thing, and buried the deepest anxiety in my heart.

It's almost time.Soon the Turks will strike again, and we will have to fight against them.As early as two months ago, I received a secret report from Uncle Wei.Ashina had already leveled the grassland, and with a wolfish heart on his face, he pointed directly at the Central Plains.I don't know how much higher the winning rate will be in this life, and I don't know what the final result will be.

Because on the third day after Ashina broke through the country, I was dismembered by five horses.

I think I'm nearing my end.In these hurried years, I seem to have finished my life.Very hard but very fulfilling.But I am not satisfied, no matter how long I can stay in this life, I must have a gorgeous curtain call in the end.

Mo Dao's man's heart is like iron, you don't know that the mountain is full of red leaves, full of blood in Liren's eyes.It's just a wasted life, if I want to fight, I will fight, anyway, I will be accompanied by people in life and death.

Thinking room.Zhong Bochen, who was obstinate about not letting me sleep just now, fell asleep himself, and whispered softly in his sleep: "Xiao Wu...don't go..."

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This chapter cites:

Mo Dao's man's heart is like iron, if you don't see the red leaves all over the river, it's full of blood in Liren's eyes. ——The Romance of the West Chamber, Dong Jieyuan

There is a heavy rain in Meitang

——Song·Su Shi

There was a thunder on the feet of the visitors, and the stubborn clouds could not be removed.

The black wind blows the sea outside the sky, and the rain is over the river in eastern Zhejiang.

The golden bottle is very stubborn, and Qianzhang beats the Keng Jie drum.

Arouse Ban Xianquan Jiu Noodles, pour the shark room to pour away the golden rose.

_(:з」∠)_Now it’s time to fight the main boss!