After being snatched by the dragon

When Prince Zhao Mingxi was 30 years old, His Majesty took his place in Zen. He and the Empress never cared about world affairs, disappeared, and never appeared in front of anyone. up.

In the same year, Zhao Mingxi ascended the throne as emperor.

Your Majesty has only two sons. The eldest son, Prince Zhao Mingxi, entered the court at the age of 16. He accompanied His Majesty and was responsible for most of the political affairs in the court. His ability is obvious to all. The youngest son, Zhao Mingxu, is weak. He was also with His Majesty, the Queen and his wife.

No one objected to the crown prince Zhao Mingxi's ascension to the throne. All the officials were very happy with the country's Mingjun.

The new emperor ascended the throne on the ninth day of September that year, and the official enthronement ceremony is scheduled for the first day of the first month of the next year.

In order to celebrate the new emperor's ascension to the throne, all localities racked their brains to offer congratulatory gifts to the new emperor. Jiangnan prepared newly woven brocades, Lingnan prepared new blueprints for sea ships, northwest prepared hundreds of good horses, etc. wait.These are the local products that are already rich, and decent things can be found to pay tribute.

There are also some places that are relatively poor. For example, Yuannan is so poor that only mountains and trees are left. If it is precious trees and flowers, you can choose some precious ones to send to His Majesty. It is like the prefect of Luoyang. It is said that in order to celebrate His Majesty When he ascended the throne, he tried every means to make the peony bloom in winter, and then he waited for the first day of the first month of the first lunar month to present it to His Majesty.

And they are in Yuannan, located in the southwest, no matter how many trees there are, they are ordinary trees, and they are worthless, so what kind of tribute are they taking!

The magistrate of Yuannan was so anxious that the corners of his mouth grew blisters. For this reason, he even ran to the mountains every day, looking for something to pay tribute to His Majesty, right?Can't it be that when the time comes, the gifts they send are all decent and thoughtful, but he wants to send a basket of freshly picked mushrooms after the rain?

That's really embarrassing.

It is said that there is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in the mountains. Of course, it is said that no one has seen it for so many years.

The magistrate thought, what if he could bump into it? !

With the last expectation in mind, the magistrate led people to drill in the mountains for more than a month, not to mention the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, not even an ordinary Ganoderma lucidum!

The magistrate was extremely desperate, and sat under a big tree with his subordinates to discuss how to deal with this matter. They failed to get excellent grades every year, and this time in front of the new emperor. His Majesty has removed his position and replaced it with someone else.

Everyone discussed for a long time, but did not come up with a charter.

I'm hungry.

The magistrate's boy went to fork some fish nearby, and there were no outsiders around. The adults didn't think it was too embarrassing, and planned to grill the fish around the fire, but the boy knocked with flint for a long time, but there was no fire. The magistrate was a little impatient, and the servant was puzzled: "Hey, why can't there be a fire?"

"I'll do it!" The magistrate took it in his hand, knocked and rubbed it for a long time, but there was no fire!

When everyone felt a little strange, some sparks suddenly fell from the sky and fell into the fire.

Everyone was so frightened that they immediately moved away, and looked up in shock.

This fire fell from the sky!

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, everyone's soul is completely gone.

As for the big tree with leafy clouds above their heads, it was on fire! !

If a fire broke out in the mountains, once it spread, it would be a catastrophe. Everyone was so scared that they turned their heads and ran to find water. Only when they ran to the river did they realize that there was no bucket at all!If they go back at this time, they may be swallowed up by the flames before they go out of the woods to find people!

The magistrate yelled: "Take off your clothes, get wet, and throw them on the tree!"

"Yes!!" Everyone obeyed, regardless of their appearance, and took off their clothes one after another, soaked all their clothes in water, and threw them one by one onto the burning tree.

There are also a dozen of them, and the clothes on each of them add up to a hundred pieces of cloth. They discovered it so early. It stands to reason that they should be able to put out the fire, but they didn't expect that they threw all the clothes away. To the tree, the fire is not extinguished! !

Not only did it not go out, but their clothes were also burned!

It even burned out quickly, and I couldn't even look at it!

One of the guards panicked: "It's terrible that fire is not afraid of water! We have encountered spirits!"

When he yelled, the others were so scared that they turned around and wanted to slip away. All of them were naked. The scene was extremely funny, and the prefect panicked. The tree, he found, was a plane tree.

When was there a sycamore tree in this mountain? !

The magistrate has been the magistrate here for ten years, and the local chronicles can be memorized by heart. He knows exactly what is in the mountains. There was absolutely no sycamore tree in this place before, and there is still such a lush sycamore tree! !

What's more, the fire has never spread, and even the saplings closest to the sycamore tree are still growing proudly against the wind.

A huge sycamore tree suddenly appeared in the mountain, and the sycamore tree suddenly started to burn itself, and it only burned itself, and the fire could not be extinguished by water.

The magistrate suddenly thought of a legend, and he immediately looked up. He didn't know if it was a psychological reminder, or what, he thought he just saw the shape of a bird in the fire!

The magistrate wept with joy, their tribute was finally available! !

Zhao Mingxi was reading the memorial when his personal eunuch came in and said: "Your Majesty, it is eight hundred miles from Yuannan to send it urgently."

Zhao Mingxi has always had a deep impression of the prefect of Yuannan, because this person has not made any achievements in ten years, but his father died for the country back then, and he was a person of merit, so his father asked him to do so for so many years. The magistrate of Yuannan specially allocated a few capable officials to serve as his deputies.

Now that Zhao Mingxi is on the throne, the magistrate is also in his 40s, and he is the emperor and a courtier.

Zhao Mingxi intends to change this person. He remembers all the contributions their family has made to the country, and maybe his children will have a bright future, but this magistrate himself is really not suitable to be here anymore. Pension.

This person loves to hand over eight hundred miles of urgent memorials into the palace, full of nonsense, Zhao Mingxi knew what he was doing when he was the prince.

Therefore, Zhao Mingxi was not happy to read his memorial. After all, it was still nonsense to say hello. His subordinates criticized Zhu, and then said: "Look at what he said again."

His personal eunuch was also used to doing this kind of thing, he responded, and then opened the memorial to read, and the eunuch frowned slightly when he saw it.

"What?" Zhao Mingxi looked at him.

"Your Majesty, this Prefect Liu said, said——"

"What did you say?" Zhao Mingxi was really curious about what made his chief eunuch so embarrassing.

"He said that there are phoenixes in their mountains..." the eunuch struggled to finish, afraid that His Majesty would be angry, after all, this was too unbelievable!Prefect Liu has started talking nonsense now!

Sure enough, Zhao Mingxi sneered.

The eunuch said with a smile: "Prefect Liu said that this is auspicious, and it is the dragon and the phoenix that will bring good luck to Your Majesty."

There is one thing to say, every time Liu Zhifu said nonsense in his memorials, he could always make His Majesty laugh, including the former Supreme Emperor.

Zhao Mingxi laughed again, picked up another memorial, and said indifferently: "Sure enough, he has nothing serious to say, Fenghuang—"

Speaking of this, Zhao Mingxi's hand stopped suddenly.

The eunuch was puzzled and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Mingxi didn't know what was wrong with him. He thought this incident was very ridiculous. He was not someone who was easy to fool. His own brother and partner were the Dragon King. He was someone who had seen gods. How dare these people take These are to fool him.

However, when he said the word "Phoenix" in person, his heart felt like being torn apart, and it hurt.

He didn't believe in this evil, so he said again: "How can there be a phoenix in the world—poof—"

This time he couldn't even say those two words, so he spit out blood suddenly. The eunuch was so frightened that he cried and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, and shouted loudly for the Imperial Doctor to come over.

"No, it's necessary." Zhao Mingxi grasped his heart with his hands, propped his elbows on the table, his heart ached.

The eunuch cried and knelt on the ground, but a golden-red light suddenly flashed in Zhao Mingxi's mind.

He spat out blood again, and pressed his forehead against the table, even having difficulty breathing.

In a short while, Zhao Mingxi thought of many things. In his mind, someone laughed and called him "Bai Qin", someone flew over from the sky and hugged him, and asked him "Is your Highness okay", and someone sat on the roof with him, Drinking to the stars——

These people have the same voice.

Are they the same person?

Who is that person?

Who is Bai Qin?

Why does he think of these things?Why do you think of this person again?

Phoenix...

Even though Zhao Mingxi was still vomiting blood, he finally said again: "Feng...Huang..."

The light in front of him suddenly turned golden-red, vaguely as if it had wings coming towards him.

"Today, today..." Zhao Mingxi stretched out his hand and murmured.

"Your Majesty, what did you say?!" the eunuch cried and walked forward on his knees.

"... Wu." After Zhao Mingxi said this word, he fell onto the table and passed out.

Zhao Mingxi woke up at night, he opened his eyes with clear eyes.

He stretched out his hand to touch his heart, the tearing pain was gone, he moved his fingers three inches to the side, his palm covered his chest, and moved up slowly, a silvery white light suddenly appeared in his palm, just in that light In his body, a shiny silver-white bead gradually floated up.

He twisted the bead in his hand and looked at it for a long time, there was a trace of red marks on the bead.

It was the blood of his partner at the time of the bond.

Zhao Mingxi pressed the beads back into his body, sat up from the bed, stretched out his hand, and the guarding palace guards and the imperial doctor fell asleep together.

Zhao Mingxi got out of bed and walked slowly to the window.

He looked at the southwest sky, then stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead, and a pair of silver-white dragon horns appeared.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly a strong wind blew from the sky, blowing all the curtains in the dormitory to dance, and the wide-sleeved bright yellow pajamas on Zhao Mingxi's body were also flying. People suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, a huge silver-white dragon appeared in the sky.

The dragon flew straight to the southwest, towards the fire.

The silver-white dragon flew into the forest, and a white whirlwind was born on the spot, which made the fire on the plane tree sway with the wind. Between the light and the dark, the figure of the bird became more and more obvious in the light of the fire.

The wind gradually disappeared, and a man in a silver-white gown appeared on the spot.

He looked up at the tree, and stretched out his hand, silvery-white water flowed from the palm of his hand, and the water flowed straight towards the fire. In the fire, a small figure jumped up and down impatiently, trying to avoid the water flow. And make a "chirp chirp" sound.

There was a smile on his lips, and the water in his palm caught him accurately.

"Chirp!" The little figure suddenly paused.

His hand paused slightly, the water in his hand exploded, and the fire that had been burning for days and nights was extinguished.

The little red-gold bird had nowhere to hide.

The bird turned around and looked fiercely at the people on the ground with its golden round eyes.

"Chirp!" He made a fierce sound, and suddenly flew directly from the tree.

But he forgot that he was still very young, he couldn't fly yet, and he was still fat and chubby.

The man on the ground stepped forward and stretched out his hand, and the little chubby bird fell into his palm.

"Chirp!!!" The bird aimed at his palm and pecked.

But he lowered his head, kissed the red hair on the top of the bird's head, and said in the most gentle voice in his life: "We meet again."