The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Start

Chapter 48 Continue the Dynasty with Your Life [1/5]

Hall of Virtues.

The gray-haired mother raised her eyes slightly as if feeling a little bit.

But soon she was at the desk again, seriously handling the affairs of the court.

More than 20 years of civil strife in the dynasty.

The people are suffering and the finances are depleted.

The enormous pressure made her unable to be distracted in the slightest.

Su Xiaoguo, who was standing beside him holding the lamp, was shocked in his eyes.

She did not expect that the younger brother had reached the limit of this small world, the Heavenly Dragon Realm.

No wonder he was so confident and calm.

moment.

She looked at the figure in white that appeared at the door of the main hall, with a cute smile on her pretty face.

She stuck out her cute tongue.

The lark fluttered onto Su Xiaoguo’s shoulders, with a pair of dripping eyes, she looked at Concubine Shu who was engrossed in handling the affairs of the court, her wings tightened, for fear of disturbing her.

Zhou Fan’s eyes couldn’t help but focus on his mother.

Tired day and night.

Even if he buys treasures that nourish the body and prolong life, the mother is gradually tired and wrinkled and gray.

He sighed softly in his heart.

Back then, the elegant man used his life to support the dynasty, reluctant to meet his mother.

And now.

Mother resolutely embarked on the old path of the person she loved.

Continue this dynasty with life.

worth or not.

It’s no longer meaningful.

He stepped out and disappeared at the gate of the palace.

…

The spring rain is late.

The winter snow is gone.

In a flash, dozens of years of cold and heat have passed.

The dynasty is prosperous.

The people gradually lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the uprisings in various places disappeared completely.

The Jiedushi of the various states and roads can only bow their heads and eyebrows when facing the court officials.

The world seems to be back to life again.

And came to the small world for forty-five years.

Zhou Fan has traveled all over the dynasty, listening to countless sounds of qin, pipa, and silk and bamboo orchestra, and has accumulated 2.4 million comprehension.

He condensed 24 Golden Fruits of Comprehension and raised the mid-level talent cultivation technique to level 710.

The pure purple sea of ​​consciousness of the soul gradually converges from the small river into a pool of water.

True spirit transforms and grows.

At this time, if he cultivates any top-level exercises in the small world, he can reach the limit in an instant.

but.

Liyue’s understanding of listening to the harvest also gradually touched the bottleneck.

No matter what kind of moving ritual music he listens to, he will not be able to touch his heartstrings and break through this bottleneck.

this day.

Miyagi deep courtyard.

The melodious piano sounded slowly.

The lark hovered over the courtyard, chattering happily, and suddenly it landed on the shoulders of Su Xiaoguo, who was dignified but with a hint of cuteness, and her feet kept jumping.

Decades of cold and heat.

As the dynasty became stable, it regained its vitality.

Hundreds of officials and scholars wrote petitions one after another, so that the king of Shu could marry and give birth to a prince as soon as possible, and inherit the throne of the dynasty, so as to follow the guidelines of the dynasty.

Her mother fulfilled her wish and personally found a good match for Zhou Fan.

And this good fate is Su Xiaoguo, her personal maid who has been with her for many years.

then.

The two were officially married under the earnest expectation of their mother.

that year.

While the candle was burning, Su Xiaoguo shyly indented the quilt.

After a night of fish and dragon dance.

She gradually let go of her mind.

After all, this is just a small world, but what she doesn’t know is that a figure has quietly entered her heart.

Surrounding sound.

Su Xiaoguo stood beside Zhou Fan with a smile in her eyes and listened.

a long time.

The tune ends.

Zhou Fan stood up but sighed softly.

After all, it has not broken through that vague bottleneck.

He walked to Su Xiaoguo’s side and touched Su Xiaoguo’s bulging belly with his warm palm.

A little life is being born inside.

“Guo’er, I’m ready to take a look at the dynasty that my mother continued with her life!” He made a decision and said softly.

Although Su Xiaoguo didn’t know what Zhou Fan was going to do, she gladly supported it.

is the day.

Zhou Fan said goodbye to his 60-year-old mother who was still working in court and stepped out of the imperial capital again.

This time.

He did not travel to the capital cities.

Instead, it came to the people, to the grass and trees that support the world.

The local accent is curling, and chickens and dogs can hear each other.

The poor people work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

In the field, the old man faced the loess and turned his back to the sky, and sweat kept dripping.

Occasionally, a loud voice came from the mountain stream, and the old man smiled and cleared his throat and shouted in response.

Zhou Fan’s heart slowly settled down.

He stepped forward to give him a hand, and the old man was full of praise, and scooped up a gourd of clear spring water, which was sweet and moisturizing.

Laughing for months.

The villagers regarded Zhou Fan as their own family and warmly welcomed him.

Drink water.

Eat porridge.

The cock crowing at the fifth watch, Zhou Fan and the old man set foot on the field road with a few yellow nests in their hands.

At sunset and dusk, the two of them carried hoes, walked happily, and hummed a simple clear tune.

that’s it.

He forgot himself, the piano, the pipa, the silk and bamboo strings, and immersed himself in the hard work, savoring the true foundation of this world.

at night.

Suddenly, a baby’s cry broke the silence.

The old man’s daughter-in-law is coming.

He was excited, his wrinkled, calloused palms trembling.

Zhou Fan smiled and stepped forward, holding the old man’s palm.

The old man wanted to share his joy, but he was too excited to say it.

moment.

Granny Wen came out to tell me that mother and child are safe.

The old man cried.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and kept saying God bless, God bless.

inside the room.

The baby was crying nonstop.

The old man’s daughter-in-law propped up, hugged the newborn baby, and shook it gently: “Little baby, hold it by my mother, go to sleep, don’t make trouble.”

Low-pitched clear humming came out.

Zhou Fan’s heart trembled slightly. He couldn’t help grabbing the two bamboo poles in the yard with his palms and tapped them lightly, following the rhythm: “Little baby, hold your mother, go to sleep, don’t make trouble.”

The old man turned around.

Laughed.

Bright smile. *