I was stolen by a bird to be my wife

On the sixth day of October, it is not like the early morning in the morning.

Pingjing.

The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties is located in the center of Qinzhou, standing majestically on the plain.

After the buildings, there are many palaces.

The sun was so strong that the light reflected by the glazed tiles was so harsh that people couldn't open their eyes.Similarly, the maids in the palace who hadn't slept all night were still wearing autumn clothes. After a few hours, dozens of people suffered from heatstroke, and those who didn't have heatstroke were sweating profusely.You have to go into the palace to get a little bit of shade enough to inhabit.

But the servants and maids would rather stand outside the hall than step into the threshold.

After the founding of Datai 400 years ago, it took two generations to expand the former Dale Palace and change its name to Changming Palace.

One of the great advantages of changing dynasties under the auspices of Jixia Academy is that the palace was not damaged much during the war.

But when you think about it carefully, behind this unchanging palace wall, God knows how many secrets accompanied with life are hidden, which is creepy.

The curtains in the palace hang down to the ground, and the smell of burning spices is pungent. The ice basin that was urgently moved out of the cellar emits damp water vapor under high temperature, which mixes with the smell of spices, making every courtier standing in front of the palace feel like Feel yourself stuck in the mud, unable to move.

The pressing mountain forced them to anxiously look for an outlet to vent their anger, and within a few words, their voices became louder.

Buzzing, buzzing, it seems that this is not the most noble hall in the world, but a wire cage full of mosquitoes.

The noble adults blushed from the noise, stared and even raised their hands.

No one paid attention, on the golden throne, the new emperor surrounded the warm and fragrant nephrite like no one else, and held a big cigarette stick in his hand.

He was thin and bony, and no matter how many pieces he wore inside, he couldn't support the big red robe outside. The hard winged head was tightly stretched on his forehead, even though it was tailor-made, he still looked empty and wobbly.

The new emperor is about thirty years old, but how can this appearance be younger than the 80-year-old prime minister who is full of quarrels in the hall?

He breathed smoke unscrupulously, his face was smoky, and he could only rest on the beauty's half-naked chest, as if he could bring a little warmth to himself in this way.

So how can there be an emperor?It's better to say that he is a dude of a rich family.

It's no wonder that after 16 years of succession to the throne, he was secretly called the new emperor.

He looks like this, walking in the city and the countryside, even if people he doesn't know well see him, he will secretly think bad luck, and if he is in a hurry, he can't directly scold him - sick, tuberculosis, stinky chimney, unrighteous and unfilial, this, that, that, that. This this.

But it is the universities in front of the court who are full of "creating life for the people", but turn a blind eye to the new emperor paralyzed on the golden throne, do not advise, do not remonstrate, and sweep their eyes, as if they can't see the new emperor at all .

Zhuo Yuan, the real Zhuo Yuan, when he stepped into the hall, what he saw was such a funny scene.

He snorted coldly, his voice was like a north wind, and the gauze curtains shook a lot in coordination with the aisle, and the miasma that filled the hall dissipated a little.

A courtier who was closest to the gate of the palace turned his head and saw the gold weaving on the side of Yesa's skirt first, and said impatiently:

"What are the people from the Flying Carp Guard doing here?"

After saying this, the smoke cleared away, and the courtiers could clearly see the color used by Yesa.

——dark red.

In the entire Flying Carp Guards, only one person wears it.

The courtier trembled and took three steps back. His movement disturbed others. After a few breaths, everyone in the hall turned their heads and saw the former left governor standing at the door.

If the Golden Luan Palace just now was like a wire cage that imprisoned thousands of mosquitoes, the effect of Zhuo Yuan's sudden appearance was like a gust of torrential rain, and the mosquitoes could not fly up because the cage was full of pressure.

But of course the courtiers were not as vulnerable as mosquitoes, they closed their mouths in horror and could still move their eyes.

Their eyes lingered on the iron mask covering Zhuo Yuan's face, for a moment, their eyes turned away, and they stared at the places that the mask couldn't cover, comparing the details to make sure it was this person.

Their unobstructed eyes fell on Zhuo Yuan, more powerless than a strand of spider silk.

The former left governor strode forward, the courtiers backed away one after another, and only one person stood still.

It is the prime minister who is still strong at the age of 80.

There were more than one prime minister, but this Prime Minister Lu was the oldest and most famous.

During the past 20 years, the courtiers of his generation have resigned intermittently and returned to their hometowns, and then his nephews and even himself appeared beside the independent generals

Datai has not yet been broken, but Jixia Academy showed a little hesitation, and educated people boarded another ship one after another.Only Lu Xiang insisted on staying in Pingjing to help the country with his old body.

At the moment when no one dared to stop Zhuo Yuan, he was the only one who stood up.

"You minister of a heinous crime!" The old man yelled, "You have brought disaster to the court, and you are not a son of man, yet you dare to appear in front of the officials!"

Zhuo Yuan ignored him at all and walked away from Lu Xiang.

This time, more people suddenly gained courage.Several courtiers also stepped forward and blocked Zhuo Yuan side by side.

The former governor of the left finally stopped and listened to Lu Xiang:

"Don't think about harming the officials again!"

Whispers emerged like a wave, and it was the first time to talk about it openly—the beauties who can only be crazy, the servants who flatter and flatter, and even the big cigarettes that the new emperor is smoking at the moment, were all delivered by the hand of the former left governor.

When he first succeeded to the throne, the new emperor was also a healthy young man selected from among the many princes. Now that he has become like this, in the eyes of the world, Zhuo Yuan "has contributed a lot".

The former left governor paused, and finally gave Lu Xiang a straight look.

He opened his mouth and asked softly, "If I am a minister of great crimes, what about you, Prime Minister Lu?"

Lu Xiang didn't speak, because someone with a lower status wanted to speak for the old man.

Zhuo Yuan interrupted before this kind of rascal could speak, turned to Lu Xiang with his toes, and said:

"If you say that I am in trouble for the court, what practical things did Prime Minister Lu do? Did you go to war to oversee the army? Did you settle the refugees?"

He asked three questions in a row, but the volume of each sentence was not loud, which suppressed the chatter of other courtiers.

At this time, it is difficult to convince others to speak for others.Lu Xiangbai moved his beard and opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

Zhuo Yuan interrupted for the second time, saying:

"Ha, it doesn't matter. Anyway, where the silver and gold collected by the banks go, everyone who should know knows. Speaking of which, you have already earned the fame and money you should have earned. Why don't you run away now?"

Lu Xiang took a breath, "Stop slandering..."

"The troops from the Three Islands and Ten Continents have already crossed the north, and they seem to want to investigate the matter of Eight Thousand Soldiers rescuing Empress Guanyin. They are not as easy-talking as Jixia Academy. If the dynasty changes, the former courtiers will be left behind, and they are allowed to continue to serve. If If you don't act quickly, you will lose your last chance to survive."

Zhuo Yuan seemed to comfort him gently.

This passage is like throwing a stone into a pond, causing violent ripples on the water.

The chaos caused by the death of Avalokitesvara with eight thousand hands is far from calming down, and the army is in chaos inside and outside.They gathered here because of the strange celestial phenomenon, they never expected to hear this news from Zhuo Yuan.

Those who were attached to Lu Xiang couldn't care less to refute Lu Xiang, and immediately went to whisper to the people around him.

Zhuo Yuan watched coldly, knowing that the involvement of Mishima and Shizhou finally made these nobles who were inextricably linked with Jixia Academy a little nervous.

He passed Lu Xiang, who was blushing and blushing, and stepped in front of the golden throne in a few steps.

The attendants and beauties backed away, showing more respect than the new emperor.

Zhuo Yuan stood still in front of the golden throne, and looked at those dazed eyes for a moment.He immediately reached out and grabbed Xindi's arm.

The new emperor was obviously still immersed in the smoke, and his eyes fell on nothingness, as if he couldn't see Zhuo Yuan, and he was completely unaware of the changes around him.

Until Zhuo Yuan slapped his big cigarette stick.

A scream woke up the courtiers below.

The new emperor, who was trying to throw himself to the ground and picked up the big cigarette stick, asked two attendants to help him up.Even if they waved their hands and kicked their feet wildly, they had no choice but to follow the former left governor. The group walked into the shadows and disappeared.