He's been caught for the show.

Even Chu Lu didn't expect,? Chen Yin would say such a thing.

This really frightened him, half frightened, half frightened.

Surely there is something wrong with this place in the capital, right? The good boy was stimulated like this after only a few years,? This is the premise that he writes letters from time to time for psychological counseling? Woolen cloth.

The system highly condemned the host's cover-up behavior of pushing the fault to the environment.

[Obviously this kid is too difficult to deal with,? The scripts in our department are much worse by him, and there is no such thing as him? ! 】

Chu Lu did not agree with this standard.

No matter how experienced the employees in the bureau are in the small world, it is based on the standard of a mature adult, and when something happened to Chen Yin, he was really just a child.

During the brief communication between Chu Lu and the system, Chen Yin's speech became more and more dangerous——

"...If you start planning from now..."

"When the time is right in a few years, maybe we can change the name of the country to 'Qi'..."

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Chu Lu: "..."

If the ancestors of the Chen family heard this passage, they would probably be overwhelmed by the anger of this unfilial descendant.

Chen Yin clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Only at this time did he realize that the blood of that person was still flowing in his veins.

No matter how much he learns, how much he imitates, he will never be able to care about the world and take responsibility for the common people like his uncle... He is willing to do all of this, but everything is based on the premise that there is no conflict between what he wants and wants.

—he wanted the man to stay.

While he hated and hated himself for being like this, at the same time, he hoped that he could use this to keep his uncle behind.

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A broad hand fell from the top of the head, with thick calluses left by holding knives all year round.

The weight that fell on the top of his head was familiar yet strange.

Chen Yin saw the arc of the opponent's raised arm, and finally realized that he was no longer the little child he was back then.

He has grown to a height that is almost equal to that of his uncle.

He heard the other party's voice, low and hoarse.

"Yin'er,? You've grown up."

"...knowing things and knowing right and wrong,? Knowing what to do and what not to do..."

"...The spirit of Qi Chao has been exhausted, and it is unwise to forcibly reverse it by one's own strength..."

"..."

Chen Yin knew, why didn't he know?

Besides, if uncle really has the heart to restore the country, why wait until today...

He is just not reconciled!Not reconciled at all! !

What if, what if uncle would stay for this?

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"It's good that you can keep your heart about the capital."

"Like I once said to you, you can 'hate', you have every reason to 'hate', but you can't let it be everything to you."

"..."

Chen Yin squatted down little by little, trying to shrink himself to the same height as before.

——The baby bird grows up and leaves the nest, this kind of thing is so natural.

But he's already fallen off a cliff once and nearly smashed to pieces...

Even though his body and feathers are now firm, he still holds onto the branch that saved his life in hesitation and fear, not daring to leave it for a moment.

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"Cheng Shiqing has the talent to lead an army."

"...Although Zhang Yujiao has a straightforward temperament, he has a subtlety in his roughness, and he can be a deputy..."

"... Ruan Shu..."

"..."

Listening to the other party's little explanation, Chen Yin couldn't help but use the squatting posture to grab the elder's cuff like he did back then.

What he wanted to ask was "Can you not leave?", but his lips opened and closed several times, and the last thing he spit out was, "Will you... come back to see me?"

"--meeting."

Start a new decade.

It was the autumn harvest season, and the old man working in the field wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled contentedly at the crops in the field. The hideous scars on the half of his face seemed to be hidden in the smile Among the furrows and wrinkles—that was the imprint left by the Hulu’s iron hooves back then, but it’s not just that. If you look closely at this man, he still walks with some lameness, but he seems to be used to it long ago. Even the walking speed They are all the same as ordinary people.

More than 20 years ago, the mountains and rivers were scattered and devastated, as if it was a dream yesterday. The scars are still there, but the flesh and blood under the skin have healed.

Perhaps it is because of the sufferings that have been experienced too much, the people's tolerance for suffering has also risen to an incredible threshold, and as long as they take a little breather, they can quickly regain their vitality.

Moreover, this is not just a moment of respite. The new emperor moved back to the northern capital in the second year after he ascended the throne. After ten years of hard work, as the year title of "Qixin" shows, the dynasty that had already shown signs of decline It has regained its vitality and is in the state of ZTE.

On the birthday of the emperor at that time, gifts from all over the country were sent to the capital together with the tribute from the small country, and the people in the capital were eye-opening.

——a blood coral that is as tall as a person, a white deer that is completely white without a trace of hair, and a night pearl that is said to be as big as a child's fist, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes...

If these things can only satisfy the eyes of the common people, then the rare gadgets brought by those foreign merchants with red hair and blue eyes can make them buy them back and play for a while. There is still some spare money.

……

However, unlike the joyful bustle outside, the Zhongxing Mingzhu, who celebrated his birthday in Miyagi, is not in a very good mood right now.

Of course, Emperor Tianwei is unpredictable, even if he is unhappy, he will not show it on his face.

But after all, Li Quan'er has been serving this man for so many years, if he doesn't even wink at him, how can he be safe and secure in front of this chief executive.

Besides, compared to usual, this time this person's mood swings are already particularly obvious.

After receiving that letter and the birthday gift that came with it.

Li Quan'er knew what it meant to send the letter and gift ahead of time—that person was caught up again this year and couldn't come.

He hurriedly reminded the little one below that his skin had been taut for the past few months.

If Wuyan really made a mistake at this juncture, it must be dealt with strictly, let alone "intercede".

……

The congratulatory gift that came with the letter was a pocket watch the size of a palm.

With the sea trade in the past two years, there are more and more foreign gadgets in the capital, but this pocket watch is still a rarity, and now Chen Yin has such a delicate one and it is the only one.

Even so, which one of the congratulatory gifts presented to the emperor is not the only one?

In terms of ingenuity, value, and auspicious meaning, this pocket watch is not ranked high, and how can it be taken out by the emperor to play with it from time to time...

But you can't say that, it depends on who gave the gift.

Seeing His Majesty staring at the pocket watch, Li Quan'er hurriedly said with a smile——

"This thing is exquisite, this old servant has never seen such an exquisite thing in his life..."

"...Look at the carved flowers on the top, it looks like the flowers in the imperial garden are alive..."

"..."

"...Look at the engraving, everyone is strong..."

...No matter what, just praise it.

Boast to death.

He finally concluded with a pinch of his throat: "...An Guohou's gift really took a lot of thought."

The young man who was sitting there snorted indiscriminately.

Li Quan'er wondered if this is not enough to make people unhappy, but after hearing the man finished humming, he continued: "What's the use of worrying about it? It's something to coax children."

Li Quan'er: Got it, it's still because he didn't come back.

... But you can't mention this, because if you mention it, you will poke a hornet's nest.

He hastily squeezed out a wrinkled smile.

"This old servant dares to say something presumptuous, please forgive me..."

"...No matter how old this child is, he is still a child in the eyes of the previous generation..."

"I have an adopted son outside the palace. In the past few years, I have reached the age of growth. It seems that in the blink of an eye, I am so much taller than the old slave."

"...But the old slave looks at it on a daily basis, and always remembers that when he was just picked up, he was only a little bit older, smiling at the old slave while biting his finger."

"..."

"... No matter how old he is, in the eyes of this old slave, he is still just a child..."

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Biting fingers, blowing snot bubbles, getting beaten up by friends and crying, coming back to find elders...

Chen Yin was silent for a while.

He couldn't help but began to recall that he didn't do any similar stupid things in front of his uncle back then, right?

Chen Yin: "..."

"........."

After a while, he interrupted Li Quan'er's words with a delicate expression, and said in a deep voice, "You go back first, I will stay alone for a while."

There are too many dark histories in his mind, he needs to be alone.

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After taking it to the empty hall, Chen Yin stared at the pocket watch in his hand for a while, and took out a piece of bamboo from his sleeve.

——This is a photo post.

Back then, Mr. Xie asked him to choose his identity.

He handed back the selected copy of the photo to his uncle, but for some unknown reason, he kept the other copy and kept it close to him until now.

He stroked the surface that had become smooth due to years of friction, and he was a little dazed.

Chen Yin actually doesn't regret the choice he made back then.

Because he knew clearly that no matter how many times he tried again, he would never be able to let go of his hatred and let that person continue to be his carefree and infatuated emperor after forcing his mother and concubine to death.

It's just that sometimes he thinks, can't help but think...

What would happen if I had chosen another identity back then?

——Probably now I am following my "father", or living in seclusion in the countryside, or wandering around the world...

Probably thinking about it, people can't help but live with a smile on their lips, right?

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#Time Space Bureau#

Chu Lu has already begun to get used to this kind of life of constantly returning to the small world of missions, and was a little surprised when the system suddenly told that there was only the last target world left.

Surprise was followed by gnashing of teeth.

After the "assessment" is over and the authority is unlocked, the first thing to do is to locate an old bastard.

——If you don't beat him up, it's really hard to solve the hatred in his heart.

Although he had just come out of the previous world, under the encouragement of such emotions, Chu Lu immediately lay back in the teleportation cabin.

It's just that after the world number came out this time, he was slightly taken aback.

The small worlds under the Space-Time Bureau number in the trillions, and the names and numbers alone are already an extremely complicated system. Generally speaking, taskers will not waste their memories on it, and even the task records are sorted out with a specific as an abbreviation.

But this world is different.

Chu Lu remembered its number.

This is his world, the world in which he was born.

Even so, he has not done missions in this world.

It shouldn't...be here.

But thinking of the "congratulatory gift for promotion" that Chu Shenyang said in the video message, Chu Lu faintly came to a little understanding——

Compared with the previous "vacation" that was obviously tossing him, this is probably the real "gift".

He was in a complicated mood for a moment, but...

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Chu Lu: Sure enough, I still can’t thank you at all!

—that old bastard! !