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No matter what Di Xu thinks in private, how he prepares with both hands, on the surface he refuses to let go.

At the beginning, Zhai Yan was sloppy and rolling, exhausted all eighteen martial arts, and failed to get half a word from Zhai Xu's mouth.

He simply didn't ask for it anymore, but his thoughts became more and more serious.

During this period, Zhao Yu also refused to meet.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, he finally arrived before the imperial city was locked, and returned to his hometown that he hadn't been back for three years.

Zhao Yu was directly sent to the sky prison in the palace. Although this was unreasonable, Di Xu knew that this was the acquiescence of Jing Guo's court.

During the Chinese New Year, all the ministers rested, and the Dali Temple required a joint trial by the three divisions. In this way, they would not be on duty until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month at the earliest. After going through cumbersome procedures, it would be a waste of time.

What they want is an early execution and early peace of mind.

He hasn't returned for three years, and according to the etiquette, he was going to see Emperor Jing, but he didn't expect that Zhai Yan would go back to his mansion directly on the grounds that he was exhausted from traveling and traveling, that it was getting late and tired.

Who in the whole world dares to do such a rebellious and unscrupulous thing?

And King Jing, who was eager for his son, waited for a day but heard the result, he just waved his hand helplessly and let the prince see him.

Immediately afterwards, something even more jaw-dropping happened that night.

Prince Jingguo built his mansion on the [-]th, but Zhai Yan dragged it to the [-]th, and this place was chosen from thousands of people, it covers a vast area, and it is very close to the imperial palace.

Needless to say, the repairs have gathered skilled craftsmen from all over the country, and every brick and tile is meticulously carved.

After three years of absence, the mansion is still as orderly as a resident.

Zhai Yan returned to the mansion, waved everyone away with a cold face, and walked straight to a yard in the backyard, where there were all kinds of costumes, Cuiqiao, many of which he spent a lot of time collecting here.

Zhai Yan touched them one by one obsessively, and some blurred memories became clear in his mind, as if recalling the past.

It's just that some things have already been destined by fate.

In the end, he pulled out an old costume and held a peach blossom fan. This was the last time.

After tonight, burn it all!

"Qinhuai sends the setting sun speechless, and every family faces the water with red makeup. The spring breeze does not know the change of personnel, and still sings happily around the boat. Who will lament the rise and fall..."

"Peach Blossom Fan", I don't know the meaning of the song when I first hear it, but I already know the meaning of the song when I hear it again.

I saw it when I was young, and I fell in love with it from then on. After fighting for more than ten years, I finally couldn't hold it anymore. Let's start with this song and end with this song.

Looking at the expensive costumes made of gold and silver threads, throwing yourself into the sea of ​​fire, together with the burned ones, and childhood dreams.

I was young at the time, and sneaked out of the palace with my second brother, and accidentally saw the master who was performing on stage, and he was mesmerized by the song "Peach Blossom Fan".

It is said that the queen mother loved watching operas very much, and sometimes even sang a few words, but the emperor father thought about others after seeing things. Since the queen mother passed away, the pear garden in the palace had been abandoned for many years. This was the first time Zhai Yan saw an opera singer at that time.

After the second brother asked about it, he often went to the backstage of that opera house to watch it secretly.Until one day, he was caught by master Hu who had just finished the performance, thinking it was some young master, and asked him to hurry back, so as not to make the family anxious, but he didn't think that Zhai Yandang would ask him to be his apprentice.

At that time, Zhai Yan was pampered and raised as a soft and soft little dumpling, cute and tight, and the most important thing was talent. The singing master Hu agreed with a soft heart, but he didn't want to bring himself a murderous disaster.