Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"Such a grand event, I wonder if I can witness it with my own eyes before I leave Danan? It is said that the emperor of Danan married his wife with ten miles of red makeup, thousands of streets with golden embroidery, thousands of empty alleys, magnificent style, we are rough people living in the desert People, I also yearn for the culture of this great south, I wonder if Your Majesty can satisfy our little wish?" Mo Keluo leaned forward.

"Of course I can. I'll give you an order soon, and the empress ceremony can be held in the future. I hope that the envoys from Mobei can learn more about the customs of my Great South." Nan Wenqing's words echoed in the hall.

His Majesty wants to marry a queen?Not to mention Meng Yiyao, none of the civil and military officials had heard of it.

What's going on here?From where to become a queen?The issue of conferring the empress is not only related to the imperial family, but also to the changes in the power of the previous dynasty and the imitation of all people in the world. This is not a trivial matter.

But since His Majesty looks confident, it is not easy for a courtier to ask any questions.

Meng Yiyao looked at the two people facing each other in front of her, and also thought about whether to go to Xia Yi.

At the peaceful banquet, all the officials competed for poems, the singers performed dances, and the guests enjoyed themselves, but each of them had their own ghosts in their hearts, and they had already turned the world upside down in secret. "Your Majesty, the next day will be one by one," Meng Yiyao still couldn't bear it, and whispered behind her.

"You go and inform the Ministry of Rituals what to do and what to do, the queen conferring ceremony will be held the day after tomorrow." Nan Wenqing said calmly, raising her hand to play with the wine glass in her hand.

"Yes." Meng Yiyao responded and left the hall.

His Majesty and the Prime Minister liked to do this kind of thing in the past, but now there are some things that he has to take care of, so he can't go away anymore.

Meng Yiyao shook her head, unwilling to think about these things anymore.

The past cannot be pursued, this is what the master often said to her, and she seemed to understand the deep meaning of it for the first time.

What's the big deal if you don't understand?

As he walked, he came to the city wall. Meng Yiyao's Broken Frost Sword was hanging from his waist, holding a jug in one hand, and gently tapping the wine glass in his hand with the other hand, for some reason.

There was a strong wind on the city wall, and half of her alcoholism was blown away. Under the stars, her white robe was flying, and her hair was waving around her ears—at first glance, she looked more like a chivalrous woman.

It seems that she was not born to belong to this court.

"The general is drinking here alone?" Looking back, it was Lin Shangde who followed with his cape in his arms.

"Your Majesty said that it is frosty tonight, and please take care of yourself, General Meng." After saying that, he handed over the cloak.

Meng Yiyao took the cloak and held it in her hand, silent for a long time.

"This Yuyu Qionglou is lit up all night, how prosperous it is... If you look down from the Zhenhan Hall in Yushan, it should be even more beautiful, and you can see the whole royal city." She turned over and sat on the city wall On the ground, relying on good kung fu and not afraid of falling, he simply crossed his legs and played with the white porcelain cup in his hand.

The fine wine in the glass reflects the stars, and the prosperity of the world.

"It's just embarrassing..." Meng Yiyao shook her head and sighed with a smile, raised her glass to invite the moon, but only invited a few breezes.

Lin Shangde understood what she was thinking, but asked deliberately: "Why, does the general lament the impermanence of the world?"

"Where is the impermanence of the world, only the human heart is impermanent." The tiredness hidden in the corners of the eyes fell clearly in Lin Shangde's eyes.

This great general who is famous all over the world, has power in the government and the public, and holds 20 soldiers in his hands, has times when he is powerless.

Lin Shangde sighed slightly, he had witnessed the pain of this little girl back then.

After all, who hasn't been forced to walk on a road and never turn back?

After a while, she opened her lips and said, "Look at the people in this world, there are some people who have tried their best to gain a reputation before and after their lifetime, some who have worked hard to become a wealthy businessman for a while, some are proud and some are frustrated, some are limited by love, and some are sad in loneliness. Meteor..." "Everyone wants to be an emperor, how wonderful, the rich clothes and jade food are powerful all over the world, and he is the most powerful person in the world, but this emperor is the only one who doesn't want to be an emperor."

"Wanting is always more than what you have. Gaining is often accompanied by loss. No one's life is complete. All living beings yearn for the status and wealth of royal family and nobles, and the powerful envy the happiness of vulgar people. Who is it? Everyone can understand the truth, but in the end? Didn’t everyone fall into this bottomless pit of greed.”

Meng Yiyao smiled wryly, looked at Lin Shangde, and asked, "What do you think of Your Majesty? How is it compared to the former emperor? How is it compared to Empress Mobei?"

Lin Shangde shook his head and sighed: "Your Majesty's matter, let us just watch."

The little emperor was growing up slowly, more and more like his father, although he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

But in general, he has more courage and responsibility, doesn't he?Thinking about it, Lin Shangde couldn't help but smile.

"How about I go and catch Xia Yi?" Meng Yiyao sat on the city wall, rubbing her temples.

"Let them go on their own, everything has its own destiny." Lin Shangde stopped talking, picked up the cloak, and covered Meng Yiyao.

But in any case, His Majesty is still His Majesty.