Yichun Ji: Years Voiceless

Half a month later, when all civil and military officials lost confidence in King Yongqi, Luan Yu went to the early court for the first time.The officials originally thought that Luan Yu had grown tired of Qianying Yaoshi, and finally cared about the common people, the country and the country, and rushed to the court excitedly.

But as soon as they arrived at the court hall, all the officials froze in place again. Yongqi Wang Luanyu was frankly embracing Qianying, letting him sit on the dragon chair with him!This is the throne that symbolizes the highest status of the Yongqi Kingdom. King Yongqi actually let a monster invade the royal power!

"Your Majesty! The throne is the exclusive honor of the emperor. How can you let others sit with you! Please be careful!" The Lord Lu who spoke was the best friend of the old speaker who was executed by King Yongqi. After being beheaded, the government and the public were in turmoil for a while. Everyone was extremely angry at Luan Yu's atrocities, but they were deeply afraid, so they had to keep silent and kept silent. This also made Master Lu very painful. His best friend died, and no one Dare to speak a word of justice for him.

Seeing Luan Yu's behavior getting more and more excessive this time, Mr. Lu finally couldn't help admonishing him desperately.Lord Lu straightened his back and knelt under King Yongqi's dragon chair, staring at Luan Yu and Qianying who were sitting on the seat with burning eyes.Although Mr. Lu looked as if he regarded death as home, his palms were still sweating uncontrollably. After all, no one could truly be fearless of death.

All the civil and military officials in the court were sweating for Mr. Lu. The tragic end of the old speech officer left an indelible shadow in everyone's heart. This time, there are still people who are going to die!

But to everyone's surprise, King Yongqi, who was irritable, brutal, and even pathologically insane more than a month ago, did not fly into a rage after hearing Master Lu's words, but said kindly: "Lu Aiqing, please rise."

Mr. Lu was taken aback by Luan Yu's kind tone, and thought to himself, why does this king of Yongqi seem to be a different person?Master Lu hesitated for a moment, but stood up calmly, and said anxiously in his heart: "Thank you, Your Majesty, but Your Majesty..."

Before Master Lu finished speaking, Luan Yu interrupted: "Gu's throne should belong to Zhang'er. If Zhang'er didn't hesitate to die to leave the throne to Gu, now he should be the king of Yongqi Kingdom." His lord, this throne, he deserves to sit."

After Luan Yu finished speaking, he looked at Qianying tenderly, Qianying smiled back like a peach blossom in March, and his charming phoenix eyes seemed to be shining like stars.Qianying didn't care about the hostile eyes of civil and military men in the court, he just wanted the people in front of him to look at him with love, and that was enough.

Hearing this, Lord Lu tightened his wrinkled old face even more tightly. He couldn't help admonishing Luan Yu: "Your Majesty, Wang Zizhang has passed away. The one in front of you is just a prince with a piece of hair. The demon stone Qianying who looks like a chapter! Your Majesty, please take a closer look!"

This is quite exaggerated. If it was Luan Yu in the past, he would have been furious long ago and sent the dead to drag Lord Lu out and behead him. But at this time, Luan Yu still had a gentle and indifferent expression, without a trace of anger. , Luan Yu shook his head and said: "What Lu Aiqing said is wrong, he is my Zhang'er, not some demon Shi Qianying, you don't have to say that."

Lord Lu wanted to retort a few more words, but an official behind him pulled his sleeve and reminded softly: "Lord Lu, His Majesty is letting you go. Why do you rush to die?" Lord Lu looked With a glance, he knew that he was thinking of himself. Master Lu was silent for a moment, and finally he took a deep breath of stale air back into his lungs.

Seeing that no one said anything, Luan Yu said softly, "Since there is nothing to do, let's retreat. Zhang Er, let's go back." Qianying nodded dignifiedly and gracefully, and replied: "Yes, Brother Wang. Luan Zhang ignored the mixed expressions of the officials, held Qianying's hand, and returned to the bedroom under the guard of the dead.

The spring day is warm, the wind is warm, and the chirping of the sparrows is occasionally mixed with the tender conversation between the two:

"Zhang'er, what do you want to eat today, Lantian jade, Kunlun jade, or West Sea cold jade?"

"I want to eat candied haws!"

"Candied haws? Alright, then pour a layer of candy coating on the jade chips."

"Brother... why are you like this, I really want to eat candied haws."

"Okay, it's all up to you, I'll send someone out of the palace to buy it for you."

............