The emperor married

The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is the time when the taste of the new year is strong.On Suzaku Street, red lanterns are hung in front of the gates of every house. The wealthy ones are inlaid with gold and silver.

Yesterday, the Heavenly Palace was beautiful, and there was a light snowfall in the capital. Today, a layer of snow blanket has piled up on the ground. It is white and slippery, and it is really beautiful.

The rooster hadn't crowed yet, and the fifth watch hadn't arrived yet. Although the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, the snow on the ground lit up the entire land.

A few strings of water droplets dripped from the eaves, and before they fell to the ground, they condensed into ice flowers. It was cold enough this day.

But at this time, a small navy blue sedan chair hurriedly stepped on the snowy light, carried by a few sturdy domestic servants, and passed by the street with a whimper.For no reason, the beautiful snow blanket was trampled to pieces.

This sedan chair is not the only one, on the side of the north gate, in the south of Zhuque Street, there are quite a few people rushing outside after rushing to open the gate and lift out the sedan chair.

There are also people who are more impatient. After the carriage is harnessed, there is no time to climb up. After leading the horse, they turn over and go out. As soon as they go out, they are blown out by the icy cold wind and sneezed. , Only then did I realize that I was wearing less clothes.

However, how could they care about the cold weather now?Yaoshou, it's not that the one in the palace has started acting like a demon again, bad luck!

When people rushed to the gate of the palace, the sedan chairs and carriages were crowded together.

Why are you stuck here?Isn't it because the gate of the palace hasn't opened yet before the fifth watch?Want to go in?Just wait.

However, who would dare to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai in front of the emperor's gate?Go down obediently.

So, on this cold day, early in the morning, there was a group of people rubbing their arms and sneezing at the gate of the palace, who were so cold that they had no demeanor—princes and ministers.

Everyone patrolled the crowd, and soon, the high-ranking ones went to the front, and the low-ranking ones hid behind.

Look at the one next to you, hey, are you here too?

It's a pity that this is not the Golden Luan Palace, and there is no need to fight with everyone, otherwise, it is really necessary to fight for [-] rounds with the "rival" in peace.

The one standing at the front is Zuo Lin Ru, the left minister of the current dynasty, and the right Confucianism, the right minister of the current court, on the right. Both of these two are prime ministers who are under one person and above ten thousand people, with high morals and high positions.

Both of these appeared at the same time, so it can be seen that something is wrong.

The courtiers standing behind rolled up their sleeves, kept shaking their legs, and breathed into their palms from time to time, as cold as a flock of quails.

What about the first two?That's a well-behaved court dress, from accessories to clothes, it's really meticulous, there is absolutely no mistake.

It's a pity that even though the court clothes are noble and gorgeous, they can't resist the cold wind blowing on the face like a steel knife.Where are the two adults willing to admit defeat?Which one doesn't stand upright and wants to compare with the other party?

The people behind couldn't help admiring, the left minister and the right minister are indeed the ministers of the big Chu's humerus, with their bearing and demeanor!

As everyone knows, the two handsome adults have long been cursing in their hearts. If anyone dares to jump out at this time to flatter, he will be knocked over by a kick on the horse's legs.

As for why this happens?Things have to start from yesterday morning.

Chuci didn't know what was wrong, but he just came back to his senses, and there was noise in his ears, comparable to the noise of a vegetable market where aunts gathered.

It has been a long time since I heard such a familiar voice, Chu Ci was stunned, first closed his eyes, then picked his ears, and finally twisted his buttocks, tsk, the bottom of the buttocks is so hard, and the top of the head is so damn hard Heavy!

Sculptures usually sit for a long time, and Chu Ci is in a trance.

After the people below had been quarreling for a long time, they didn't hear the people above say in a helpless voice that this is the end, and we will discuss it later, so it was decided, or they just yelled, which was a bit strange.

Looking up, hey, His Majesty the Emperor, who was wearing a golden dragon robe, was sitting on the dragon chair in a daze.

Is this a new way of dealing with them?Everyone is a little strange.

But what is even more strange is His Majesty the Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor, he actually cried!They could see clearly from below, and His Majesty's eye sockets became bright red!

The people below couldn't stand anymore, this, this majesty was made to cry by them, are they too serious?

Just when everyone began to reflect on whether their tone was too firm and hurt His Majesty's heart, and planned to reject the new decree proposed by His Majesty in a more tactful way, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly stood up from the dragon chair.

Everyone was startled, and several old ministers poked their necks and planned to say something like "If your majesty insists on doing this, you can only step over the old minister's corpse" to persuade him to die, but His Majesty just waved his sleeves .

"Back to court." It was the same voice as usual, but it was inexplicably colder than the snow in the twelfth lunar month.

"Retire, retreat!" The eunuch who was standing at the side came back to his senses, hurriedly shouted loudly, and trotted after the emperor.

What's the matter today, Your Majesty?The man left too suddenly.

The courtiers who were left hanging in the Golden Luan Palace by His Majesty the emperor seemed to be ducks that had been strangled suddenly, with half a sentence stuck in their throats, almost choking on an intestinal obstruction.

Chu Ci raised his arm and wiped his face with the sleeve of the expensive dragon robe. Round beads hung down from the crown on his head, which just covered up his expression that he didn't want others to know.

His steps were very hasty, as if he was anxious to confirm something, but also seemed to be escaping from something.As a result, the accessories on his body clashed with each other, making a crisp sound.The guard of honor composed of eunuchs and maids hurriedly followed behind him. At this moment, they didn't even dare to vent their breath, and only dared to stay far behind him.

Chu Ci stepped into the Xinuang Pavilion of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and immediately waved everyone away, until the gate was tightly closed, and Chu Ci seemed to lose all strength in his body, and gradually weakened.

He seems to be back, he's back.

The noble dragon robe and crown were casually thrown on the ground. Chu Ci was only wearing a snow-white tunic, and opened a window in a daze.The snowflakes fell down, landed on his palm, and melted into drops of water again.

Really cold.Chu Ci clenched his palms tightly, his eyes dim.

"Heh!" The Adam's apple moved, and Chu Ci suddenly covered his eyes with his arms, and let out a mocking laugh. He was laughing at himself, at his stupid past life, which seemed like a joke.

Chuci is from the 21st century.

He was attached to the body of a child who drowned in the twelfth lunar month. From then on, he began an ordinary life at first, but then he was no longer ordinary.Unfortunately, that was also a matter of the previous life.

He didn't drink Mengpo soup twice, and both times he left the memory of his previous life.

Unfortunately, he wasn't happy at all.

"Cough, cough, cough." After the laughter, Chu Ci suddenly covered his lips and coughed, his weak chest heaved violently, and his pale face was stained with a bright crimson color.

His body is not good.

Trembling, he took out a small jade bottle from his bosom, Chu Ci poured out a small pill from the jade bottle, fed it into his mouth and swallowed it, and then he gradually calmed down.

Yes, his body has old diseases, and this situation is well known in the world.It's a pity that he usually behaved too tough, so tough that everyone forgot that at the beginning, he was cut off by the iron mouth, and he would not survive the age of 30.

After closing the window, Chu Ci moved to the dragon bed bit by bit, and tucked himself into the soft quilt.

He stared at the bright yellow tassels on the dragon bed, he couldn't figure it out, why did he live like that in his previous life?He is still the protagonist with golden fingers, and he has already stood at the pinnacle of his life without struggling. How did he live like that?

When Chu Ci crossed over in the previous life, this body was only five years old. At that time, this body was already failing. After Chu Ci came, it was nursed up bit by bit.

Only later did he know that his Chu surname here was actually the national surname of the Great Chu Dynasty, and his body was actually considered to be a relative of the royal family, with blood that belonged to the royal family flowing on his body.It's just that the bloodline is too thin, and it's only a little bit, and I don't know how many fifth suits have been released.

Chu Ci didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Bill Gates still has a few poor relatives who can only hit eight strokes, let alone his "royal blood".

At that time, he didn't even know who the mother who gave birth to his body and the father who raised his body were.All he knew was that his body was what other people called a "little beast", a "cookie", and he didn't have the majesty of being a "relative of the emperor" at all.

Until he was dramatic, and even very funny, when he was hit on the head by a big stuffed pie and became the emperor of Dachu!

Even he himself finds it unbelievable, let alone others?But he still secured the throne.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Chu Ci coughed a few more times, and silently wiped away the tears coughed up from the corners of his eyes.

He's back again, in his fifth year on the throne.

Hall of Supreme Harmony, East Nuan Pavilion.

On a large bed, deep inside the blanket wrapped by layers of curtains, a small bag bulged in the quilt, and a small child curled up inside.

The child seemed to be having a terrible nightmare. His expression was sometimes ferocious, sometimes sad, and sometimes resentful.

His little hands tightly grasped the quilt, his knuckles were pinched white, bead-sized beads of sweat ooze densely from his forehead, and quickly soaked large areas of the mattress.

The child opened his mouth wide, letting out broken gasps.

"Ah!" He wailed a little, like a little beast that was extremely sad, a gloomy atmosphere enveloped him, he could only struggle painfully in deep despair, and could no longer find any light.

The maid who was watching at night noticed something was wrong, and hurriedly opened the curtain.But she only saw a flushed face, sleeping innocently and contentedly, as if she had got all the children in the world.He held a corner of the quilt tightly in his arms, and there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.