They all want to hug my thighs

Unknowingly, several springs and autumns have passed, and Jin Wang Sima Zhong began to waste money and money, constructing large-scale projects and road repairs. At the moment when public complaints arose and rich families from all over the country rebelled against the uprising, Sima Zhong rolled up his bedding and ran away, leaving behind a chaotic scene. The land of the Jin Kingdom was smashed, and he took the initiative to settle in Yecheng and move the capital.

The king of Jin left the country and ran away, the people were devastated, looking forward to someone to save them, and there were rumors that it would be great if Da Zhou could gather them. The people of Da Zhou had enough food and clothing, and there were no refugees in Da Zhou. Emperor Zhou is kind and lenient and never wastes money on the people, the army of Great Zhou will help the people...

The local tyrants of the Jin State were almost completely dumbfounded. Before they could react, the Zhou army had already marched straight in, gathering the land of the Jin State amidst the high voices of the people.

"Your Majesty, the overall situation after the merger of Zhou and Jin is still stable, but how should the people in Jin state who have awakened and passed out explain it? Is it still offering sacrifices to heaven?" Zhao Gao asked Zhou Fudao respectfully.

"Well, just operate as before," Zhou Fu nodded in response, put down the letter in Sima Zhong's hand, and let out a heavy breath through gritted teeth: "Sima Zhong should be thankful that my trumpet is developing very well in Yecheng now." , otherwise he would have to be overthrown by those white-faced men's uprising."

All the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty in the Great Zhou were delighted by King Jin's death, which made the territory of the Great Zhou expand smoothly. Only Zhao Gao knew how angry His Majesty was.

"Xiao Shi didn't persuade him, why did he mess around with him?" Zhou Fu said worriedly.

Zhao Gao opened his mouth to appease Zhou Fu and said, "Sima Zhong has done this. Although he has made a quick attack and risked some profits, he can quickly achieve the goal of merging the two countries."

"Can't he slowly and steadily seek victory?" Zhou Fu said angrily, "So what if we wait another five or ten years?"

Zhao Gao stopped talking, and sighed softly: "Your Majesty, how many decades are there in your life?"

He looked out of the window faintly, and there were already one or two strands of white crystal luster in his ink-like hair.

Zhou Fu was stunned for a moment, his gaze was fixed between Zhao Gao's hair, he stared blankly at him for a long time.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Zhao Gao called Zhou Fu's attention back, and reminded Zhou Fu: "Your Majesty, in the afternoon you will call all the ministers to discuss the matter of moving the capital."

Zhou Fu came back to his senses, and nodded in a daze.

"Zhao Gao is over 30 years old, right?"

Zhao Gao was at a loss for Zhou Emperor's sudden question: "The servant girl is 35."

He is in his prime of life, full of vigor and high spirits, but it may be that he was influenced by being a eunuch all his life in his previous life, Zhao Gao has no interest in the affairs of men and women in this life.

He also asked the medical officer, who asked him to treat his mental illness as soon as possible.

So Zhao Gao didn't want to harm any girl, it was good to serve His Majesty just thinking about it.

Hearing Zhou Fu's question at this time, Zhao Gao still wondered: Could it be that His Majesty wants to introduce someone to him?

At the age of 35, have you already started to grow gray hair?

Zhou Fu thought about it in a daze, and the villain in his heart flustered and twitched non-stop.

The Great Zhou was developing rapidly step by step. When Zhou Fuzhen was 15 years old, the whole world ushered in the unification.

When Zhou Fuzhen was 20 years old, the seeds planted by Sima Zhong in the state of Jin took root and germinated. Starting from the land of Jin state that had undergone a painful transformation, the entire Great Zhou ushered in the first industrial revolution.

Machines replaced manual labor, and a large number of handicrafts and textile industries were impacted. This industrial revolution was guided by the government's overall control of the field, and it did not develop to the point where it was out of control. The world ushered in the age of steam. Cotton smashing machines, sewing machines, The development trend of tractor and machine manufacturing industry is inevitable.

Wave after wave of ancient aborigines awakened like leeks one by one as society changed.

This social change lasted for nearly 50 years, covering the entire territory of Dazhou.

Time is fleeting, and the appearance is easy to grow old.

The lifespan of human beings is short, the productivity in ancient times was low, and there is no modern medical level, so the average life expectancy of people is not high.

I don't know when, Zhou Fu began to grow a beard, using hallucinations to cover up his too young and immature face.

Emperor Zhou has already ruled the world, and now, as the helm, he is promoting great changes in the world.

Wrinkles crept up Zhao Gao's face quietly, and time and years mercilessly invaded the bodies of those close to Zhou Fu.

The courtiers of the flowing water, the iron-clad Emperor Zhou, and some of the old officials who devoted themselves to the construction have retired and returned to their hometowns, and some have turned into dust for future generations to worship.

Zhou Xiaoshi was the first to leave. The root cause of his illness when he was young relapsed when he was old. It was too late for maintenance. Accompanied by Sima Zhong, Zhou Xiaoshi passed away with a smile on his face.

Two old men, each with a cane, traveled all over the mountains and rivers. They have been hand in hand for 50 years, and he is content.

"Zhengdu, I'll wait for you, in the next life, we will meet again..."

Sima Zhong burst into tears: "What about the rest of my life? I'll go first and you'll come after me? Why did you leave me and leave first?"

A year later, Sima Zhong also died. Before he died, he said to Xiao Shi to take it easy and wait for him to go home together.

Zhou Fu cried into tears.

After so many years, the old man has gradually disappeared, and the people around him have gone away one by one, and in the end there is only one person left.

Before Zhao Gao died, his old hand grabbed Zhou Fu's hand, which was also as old as a withered tree, and asked softly in a hoarse voice: "Can your majesty remove the superficial illusion and let this servant take one last look at you?"

Zhou Fu choked up and couldn't speak, and silently removed the illusion on the surface.

The vicissitudes of life have faded away, revealing the dazzling radiance of a young man polished by time, his gentle and jade-like temperament, his clear and youthful face, the precipitation of time flows in his wise eyes, like a galaxy, which makes people intoxicated.

"This is His Majesty's true appearance..." Zhao Gao sighed softly, as if regretting, as if wishing, and slowly closed his cloudy eyes.

To be able to accompany His Majesty in this life, Gao is already satisfied.

After Zhao Gao was buried, Emperor Zhou, who was no longer accompanied by his servants, stroked the queen who was leaning on him. Under Zhou Ji's hallucinated old face, there was also the face of an immature young girl who was not old.

Zhou Fu sighed quietly: "First, in the end, only you are left."

Zhou Ji whimpered, as if echoing Zhou Fu's words, her dog eyes were as clear as ever.

Backtracking to the past

Cooking wine and singing alone with no one to accompany

End of the day

Baiju's old friend gradually disappears

Point the rate of Qiancheng to bid farewell to Luoyang Miyagi

Hometown banquet, thousands of lanterns, thousand bottles of wine, no old friends

The terrible background music seemed to be telling Zhou Fu's sad mood, and he got up from the bed in tears, but he heard Sima Zhong next door singing wildly with wine at his throat.

Zhou Fu wiped the face that was awakened by the dream, all tears, even the pillow was wet, his mind was muddled, he didn't know what happened.

He glanced at the furnishings of the room, and his memory gradually came to life.

It seems to them that the celebration banquet held last night...

Last night, he was ordered by his father to go back to sleep early. Zhou Fu was disobedient and went to the tuba to deal with the memorials before falling asleep. Before falling asleep, Zhao Gao babbled for a while, "Your Majesty will age prematurely if you don't rest well."

Zhou Fu tidied himself up, washed his face, and took a long time to recover. He looked around and found no shadow of his old father Ying Zheng.

As the sky was getting brighter, he heard Sima Zhong still singing in the palace next door. He was puzzled, so he dressed curiously and went over to check.

But seeing Zhou Xiaoshi with dark circles under his eyes, panting with his hips on his hips, and looking at the drunk man on the bed whose hands and feet were tied up with various white cloth strips, it wasn't Sima Zhong.

"Xiao Shi?" Zhou Fu whispered.

Seeing that it was Zhou Fu who came, Zhou Xiaoshi beckoned him to let him in.

The house was in a mess, and there were countless broken things.

Zhou Fu was stunned: "Sima Zhong's wine quality is so bad? Did he go crazy and throw things after drinking?"

Zhou Xiaoshi rubbed his eyebrows: "He seldom gets drunk, is it because I push him too hard? So that I let him drink like this to escape?"

"Yeah? What did you force him to do?" Zhou Fu asked suspiciously, "Sima Zhong, who is as smart as he is, will run away?"

Zhou Xiaoshi's eyes wandered, and he said to him from left to right: "Actually, it's nothing, huh? Why are your eyes so red, have you cried?"

Zhou Fu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head in a low mood: "Xiao Shi, your life is only a hundred years, and you will all grow old in the future, right?"

Zhou Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he was sad about. He hesitated and said, "People will grow old one day, and it's not a god who can live forever? And it's too early to worry about it now?"

not early!

Zhou Fu, who was awakened by the nightmare, fell into unprecedented anxiety. He heard Zhou Xiaoshi mention immortality.

"Immortal, immortal?!"

Isn't Xu Fu just a lunatic seeking immortality?What he said: The master doesn't know how many years he has lived, but the poor man only needs a drop of dragon blood from him to live forever and live a long life.

"What is immortality?" Sima Zhong sat up, waving his tied hands, and said with a confused expression: "Capital crimes can be forgiven, but life is the most unforgivable! Killing or burying, I, Cao Pi, will let you die today." You turn around! The Nanman invaded, all arrows are fired, quickly post to Yuan Shao, don't let him zoom in!"

Sima Zhong startled Zhou Fu like this: "He, he, what is he doing?"

"Playing cards?" Zhou Xiaoshi said uncertainly.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky will be established. The year is Jiazi, and the world will be blessed! Hey——Lei Gong wishes me!"

"Crazy," Zhou Fu was dumbfounded, seeing that Sima Zhong was about to continue singing at the top of his voice, but seeing that Zhou Xiaoshi couldn't take it anymore, he took a piece of cloth and stuffed his mouth.

"Wooooow!—"

"I shouldn't let him drink distilled high-strength alcohol!" Zhou Xiaoshi regretted, "It's all right now, and I don't know how long it will be crazy."

"It will be fine when his drinking is gone, you haven't slept all night, go and rest," Zhou Fu said.

"I'm fine, and I'm in a good state of mind," Zhou Xiaoshi said, "It's you, but what's wrong with you? I don't think your state is right."

Zhou Fu slowly shook his head: "It's okay, I probably found a way to solve it?"

It's just a little embarrassing to go to find the father, they haven't seen each other for so many years, let alone Ying Zheng, Zhou Fu is a little at a loss how to get along with this old father, so he can only bite the bullet.

Especially because of the misleading by Zhao Gaochang's side, Zhou Fu believed that he was Hu Hai in his last life, and the result of Qin II's death almost wiped out the foundation left by Ying Zheng.

Even though the memory in his brain was blank, Zhou Fu thought of Ying Zheng when he saw Emperor Zhou Xian earlier, and inexplicable grievances arose in his heart, and now he felt ashamed.

In his last life, he ruined his old father's fortune, why should he feel wronged!

Zhou Fu wanted to find Father Zheng, but he pointed his fingers nervously.

"Xiao Shi, there is an elder who is very close to me. I want to get along with him, but I don't know how to do it." Zhou Fu pulled Zhou Xiaoshi's sleeve and said distressedly: "And I want to ask him One thing, I didn't seem to treat him very well before, but now... I'm even more embarrassed to speak up."

"A very close elder?" Zhou Xiaoshi didn't ask more about the story behind it after listening to it. After pondering for a moment, he asked considerately, "What's the attitude of that elder towards you? Is it better to be close or slightly distant?"

Zhou Fu didn't think much, and replied without hesitation: "It's better to be close."

"In that case," Zhou Xiaoshi patted Xiaodouding Zhou Fu's head, and after he raised his head in a daze, nodded his chubby little face, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, if you have any requests, you can directly address them." Open your mouth, if he doesn't agree, you'll be soft and stubborn, and just act coquettishly."

"Ah?" Zhou Fu was stunned: Is this possible? ? ?

Ying Zheng was sitting on the high roof of Yecheng Royal Palace at this time, looking deeply at the sun that was about to rise in the east.

The scenic towers and pavilions, the city with oriental simplicity wakes up in the dawn, people start a busy day, and the streets and palaces begin to be bustling.

Ying Zheng stared blankly for a moment, his mind was full of magnificent life, and in the end, these memories were drowned in the waves and sand along with the long river of history.After all the thousands of sails have been exhausted, he still misses the fat pink guy he met in Huaxia King Canyon.

I'm fine now, how about you?How long will it take to wake up.

When the people in the palace also became active, he turned over and jumped off the roof.

While Zhou Fu was eating breakfast, Ying Zheng floated back gracefully. This Zulong, who has now transcended the mortal world, is like a retired veteran cadre, plain, wise, peaceful and natural.

Zhou Fu shouldn't be on the trumpet at this time, because it will be the early court of the big one in a short time. However, compared with the morning court of one day, Zhou Fu has more important things in his heart, so he has to stay in the small one and wait. Yingzheng returns.

"In this era, there are already such foods as Xiaolongbao?" Ying Zheng asked in surprise.

"Actually, it was Sima Zhong who made it up," Zhou Fu's current small body would be full after eating four small cages, and then drink a cup of goat's milk. Taste, fragrant enough, but also fishy enough.

Zhou Fu's small tongue licked the white beard on his upper lip. This small action was made unconsciously, but it was like a heavy blow piercing into the heart of the old father. knead!

Zhou Fu frowned irritated by the smell of sheep, but in order to grow taller, he insisted on drinking grandma every day, both big and small!

Yingzheng's fingers were itchy, and he raised his forehead, but he still held back, thinking to himself: There will be opportunities in the future, Xiaofu is still very resistant to his touch, and when he develops a good relationship in the future, he can rub as much as he wants!

And Zhou Fu didn't know what the old father was thinking, he retreated to the left and right with a lot of thoughts, prepared a place for Ying Zheng, and looked like he wanted to have a good talk with him.

Ying Zheng saw that the little guy was sitting upright, his chubby cheeks were pouty, and he had a serious and serious expression. He couldn't help it anymore, and pinched Zhou Fu's baby's fat and tender face with his itchy fingers.

Zhou Fu maintained the posture of sitting with his back straight, gradually petrified, and his dull eyes clearly reflected what happened to him.

Ying Zheng floated in front of him and sat down on the table with his slender legs raised on the chair. He picked up Zhou Fu, rubbed it in his arms, and sighed that his wish was fulfilled.

It can be regarded as touching it, he was greedy for a long time, and he didn't know how Meng Qi did it, and "born" this child so cute, at least Fusu in the previous life never made him want to get close like this, and it is also possible that he is now An old dragon who loves cubs?

Zhou Fu is like a little hamster whose melon seeds have been scared off, with big eyes staring, and a bewildered expression of "where am I" and "who am I".

"But what do you want to tell Father?" Ying Zheng was in a good mood, his whole body was comfortable, and the soft dumpling in his hand didn't resist him at all, so cute and cute that it almost made people love him deeply.

Zhou Fu blinked his eyes and regained his sluggish IQ, what Zhou Xiaoshi said to him echoed in his mind.

If the elders are close to you and good at you, they will act softly and act coquettishly...

Sorry, I can not do it.

The villain in Zhou Fu's heart burst into tears, why act like a baby?He won't?Neither the master nor Sima Zhong taught him how to play this move.

If Sima Zhong was there, he would repeat the eight-character mantra in Zhou Fu's ear: Smelly shameless, face up to difficulties.

"I, I had a dream," Zhou Fu couldn't help but timidly said, "I dreamed that the construction we were working on was gradually successful, the world was unified, and more and more people were awakened. Wake up, these people around me are all dying of old age."

When Zhou Fu said this, his nose became sore.

Human beings are so fragile.

Grandmother Rong was the same at that time, in just two years, from the well-maintained concubine empress to the sleeping skeleton in Zhou Huangling's mausoleum, it was only two years!

The youth is fleeting, and the appearance is easy to grow old. After death, it will turn into a cup of loess, become the dust of history and go with the wind. A few words in the records of later generations are their life.

Ying Zheng was silent, he touched the top of Zhou Fu's head, his eyes gradually moved away, as if he was looking at something through the hall.

"Back then, I was also terrified by the passage of time," Ying Zheng said flatly: "When I was still in power, I wholeheartedly asked Xu Fu to find the medicine of immortality, gave him eight hundred virgins, boys and girls, and sent him overseas. Look for Penglai Xianshan."

"My hair is growing, my body is no longer as strong as it was when I was young, and my energy and concentration are gradually declining." Ying Zheng talked about his old age in his previous life, as if gossiping after dinner, plain and irrelevant.

"Did Xu Fu find it later?" Zhou Fu asked curiously.

Ying Zheng shook his head: "I only found out after my death that Xu Fu had lied to me, but he was not much better. He even died two years earlier than me."

"You still died later?" Zhou Fu said in surprise, "But Zulong..."

"At that time, the Chinese underworld didn't dare to take me in. I made China's first unified dynasty and left a far-reaching influence on future generations. The karma on my body is amazing. Even Yan Guan backed down three steps when he saw me," Ying Zheng said. Said: "Afterwards, the emperor's words for the real dragon emperor have been spread by future generations. I am believed to be called the ancestor dragon, and I have been transformed by the accumulation of the Chinese dragon veins."

He didn't say much about Yingzheng, leaving enough room for people to make up their minds.

"In this life, I think Taoist Xu Fu is still focused on seeking longevity. It's really ironic," Ying Zheng smiled and looked up.

"Did you give him dragon blood?"

"No, otherwise, how could he not see me?" Ying Zheng shook his head, and he nodded Zhou Fu's head: "You are a child created by pouring the soul of the world spirit and the soul of the young dragon. It probably has the strength of transforming a dragon."

"Can my blood also make people live forever?" Zhou Fu asked eagerly after he figured out the key point.

"Of course not now, you haven't completed the unification foundation yet," Ying Zheng shook his head slowly.

That's enough!

Zhou Fu was very pleasantly surprised: "When I complete the Great Unification, I will be able to transform into a dragon? Will they all not die?"

Ying Zheng said vaguely: "Probably, besides that, you have to complete the foundation after the great unification, just like my previous life, unify the weights and measures, and unify the writing..."

Ying Zheng's words shocked Zhou Fu greatly. Never before had he been so eager to conquer the world immediately and expand the territory of the Great Zhou.

"Fortunately, we just brought down Qin State, that's great!" Zhou Fu used to blame Sima Zhong for making too much progress, but now this nightmare frightened Zhou Fu into a cold sweat, and when he looked back, he suddenly realized I have already laid a solid foundation, but the big one is still grinding and haggling until now, and the progress is not as good as Sima Zhong's, it really shouldn't be.

Recalling the past, Yingzheng lamented how much he was a secondary school student, and how he was keen to find the traces of immortals. He felt like a fool after taking a bunch of pills and thinking that he would live forever. When he was Taifu, he must have lost his mind to choose Chunyuyue.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that the little guy in his arms had a bloody expression on his face, and his little face was flushed with excitement: "I'll go to Sima Zhong to discuss, there are many fat lambs in the grassland north of Qin Yan! Da Zhou Half of the territory of the Yi people on the other side of the south is in the tropics, so I wonder if there will be any special output?!"

???

The old father didn't react for a while, and his arms were empty in the blink of an eye, and there was still warmth in his hands. Only the back of Xiao Zhou, who was in a hurry, ran away.

Didn't they just talk about immortality?Why did the topic go to the prairie lamb and the territory of the Yi people?

Yingzheng looked at the empty hall in surprise, and muttered to himself: "After Fusu was reincarnated, this temper seems to have escaped a lot?"

The weather was getting colder, and snowflakes fluttered in disorder over the white city of Ye. At the same time, a wave of horse thieves ushered in the snowy border of Qin State. They broke into the small border town while shouting. Burning, killing, looting, and collecting food for the winter.

However, the state of Qin was in great chaos, and now the capital was captured by the state of Jin. The small border towns had long been deserted and devastated. The hungry wolves in the grassland failed to catch satisfactory prey, and peeped in displeasedly.

"Boss, there are only a few poor old men in the whole city, and the food we collected is not enough for our team to survive for a few days."

"This group of Qin people is getting poorer and poorer. Gather the team tomorrow, and let's dig in again," the leader said in a hoarse voice, wiping his face: "Recently, the tribe has frozen to death a lot of cattle and sheep. See what you can collect in this city, and take them away."

"If we can't hunt anymore, how will we survive the winter?"

The leader said sternly: "Then go west, the country of Tang to the west of Qin is much richer than this poor place!"