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In spring, the grass grows, the warblers fly, and the mountain flowers are about to burn.
A white deer paperweight is pressing the paper, and the corners and crevices are filled with breeze.
"To be a ruler, stop with benevolence; to be a minister, stop with respect; to be a son, stop with filial piety..."
"Master Yan... cough, Mr. Yan?"
Daru took a ruler in his hand and lightly hit the young man at the desk on the back.
For the first time, the young man didn't realize it. He frowned and whispered in his dream, "You are so stupid, you can't even memorize books well!"
Great Confucianism: "..."
Many young classmates secretly laughed.
The second time, the young man suddenly became angry and grabbed the ruler on his shoulder, pulling Daru almost to the ground.
Yan Juechen woke up: "... Sir, I know I was wrong."
After the morning class, a group of teenagers walked out laughing and joking.
The lively companion seduced the boy, and said with a smile, "Jechen, my good brother, tell my brother, what kind of baby did you dream about in your dream."
Yan Juechen: "..."
The others began to coax, "Is there any good baby, I'm afraid it's not a cute little lady. Brother Yan is teaching people homework. If you don't learn well, you need a palm."
"Oh, poor little lady, who is not good for you, if you insist on liking our ruthless, serious and old-fashioned brother Yan, if you don't like to be coquettish, you will be beaten?"
Yan Juechen immediately looked for allies, "Brother Xiu—"
The pale-faced noble boy coughed, and took advantage of the situation to save the situation, "Okay, stop making fun of brother Yan." The next sentence was, "Young people know lust, but Mu Shaoai, it's human nature."
The boy was speechless for a while, and then said, "Brother Xiu, I'm only thirteen years old."
Not to that extent.
"That's right, young people who are just beginning to fall in love, aren't they thirteen to fourteen years old? If you're any older, it's called lustful love."
The companion laughed wildly.
"Come on, come on, to celebrate our brother Yan, the young boy is pregnant with the spring, and the deer is bumping around. Finally, he is no longer a little old-fashioned. Today, we two brothers have to have a good time."
The young man was teased again and again, his face stained with anger, "Zhang Zian, you don't do your job properly, don't involve me!"
"Hey, brother Yan is angry, that's fine, let's go to Uncle Yan and have a good talk." Zhang Zian snorted loudly, with malicious intentions, "Brother Xiu, what kind of girl do you think our Guangyun country is from?" So unlucky, our future little princes missed him at a young age."
"..."
Yan Juechen endured the headache, and even more the urge to kick his shit companion into the latrine.
Forget it, we're all classmates, so it's hard to do too much.
"... There is a wild lake near here. While the sky is clear and the weather is clear, why not take a tour and broaden your horizons."
Zhang Zian's eyes lit up suddenly, and he slapped his flamboyant folding fan on his palm, "Okay, Brother Yan, it's too disrespectful to keep such a good place hidden away! Tsk tsk tsk, look It’s because of the power of this little lady in the dream. In the past, I would say everything and you would ignore me, but today the sun is coming out from the west.”
Yan Juechen kept his mouth shut.
It seems that the dreaming in this classroom can't be turned over.
As the son of the most powerful princes, his father is the majestic and prestigious King Yanguang, who owns ten thousand fiefdoms, while his mother is the eldest princess of the Xiao family who married far away, gorgeous and dignified, with a myriad of appearances.
It was the most perfect political marriage of its time.
King Yanguang won wealth and beauty, retreated from the first-class power, and was a courtier, keeping his duty.
However, the Xiao royal family is fatuous and corrupt, and the central power structure is becoming more and more bloated, raising a group of officials with corpses and vegetarian meals, making the eunuchs more powerful, controlling the government, and trying to seek benefits from the princes. This is inevitable. This exacerbated the conflict between his father, King Yanguang, and his mother, the eldest princess.
The relationship between husband and wife is as cold as ice, and they have high hopes for their only son, who is brought up very strictly.
His father personally supervised his homework, from literature to martial arts, and learned one by one.
While the mother presides over Zhongfu, she presents to him the various aspects of all living beings below, how to distinguish loyalty from traitors, and how to control villains.
And when it comes to women's sex, his mother is even more strict. Since he was ten years old, the big maid who was serving beside him was tempted to break in while he was taking a bath, wanting to take off his clothes.
At that time, this big maid was betrothed to the steward's son, she thought she was good-looking and could be a concubine, so she violated the strict admonition of the mistress, and wanted to seduce the ten-year-old son-in-law to accomplish a good deed.
But the young master is smart and precocious, so he doesn't like her.
After he repelled, he reported to his mother, requesting to transfer the person away from his side. The next day, his mother invited him to let a group of women beat the maidservant to death in front of him, shocking the girls.
Yan Juechen didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, and drank tea indifferently.
The education of King Yanguang and the eldest princess was very successful. The couple cultivated a young son who was decisive, deep in the city, and even unfeminine.
No one can move his determination.
Therefore, the young man was very confused. Why did he dream of a little lady in his thirteen-year-old dream
That may not be the little lady.
He couldn't remember the face of the other party, but he only remembered that she combed a woman's hair in a bun, and when she was writing at the desk, that part of her neck was as delicate as washed lotus root, like polished porcelain, and the sun turned her head As the cold breeze blows in, the fluff on the back of her neck seems to be breathing, swaggering and lazily posing.
He is just young, so why would he miss a little woman
Still forcing married little women to do homework
... how ridiculous.
Yan Juechen rubbed his forehead, put aside his absurd thoughts, and went outing in the wild lake with his young friend.
The reeds in early spring have just germinated, and have not grown into a sword-like sharpness, transitioning from snow white to fine pink powder. With a "plop", a large splash of water splashed the reeds on the shore. Zhang Zian, who was not in tune, had already stripped himself naked and dived into the water, yelling that the water was very clear and there were many fish.
The companions on the shore immediately covered their faces with their hands, scolded that it was insulting to the gentlemen, and looked ashamed to be with them.
In the end, before a stick of incense came, the reed cones were covered with the clothes of the teenagers, and the joyful laughter dispelled the damp heat from the vegetation.
"Brother Yan, don't be reserved, come down quickly, a man who can't catch fish won't be able to marry a young lady."
Zhang Zian kept yelling.
"Don't worry, I won't tell my sister-in-law about your bare butt!"
Yan Juechen: "..."
The rigorous and steady young master shut himself up on the spot, and he was reflecting on himself: How did I make friends with a group of idiots
"Ahem, cough, Zi'an is really true." The young man called Brother Xiu shook his head. Compared with the light clothes of others, he was wearing a cloak to prevent the cold in the wild.
He turned to mention another matter, "Brother Yan, what do you think of what the great Confucianism said today?"
The unrestrained atmosphere of the young people disappeared in an instant, because at this moment, they were in the chess game of the world.
Murong Xiu is the prince's son of Dayue Kingdom, and he has always been on good terms with Guangyun Kingdom. But now that the Xiao Clan is in decline, there are six first-class Dukes, including Guangyun, Dayue, Weizhi and so on. When the old dynasty loses its last glimmer of glory, the next ruler will be born among their parents or descendants.
Everyone is tacit about this.
Murong Xiu came to his Guangyun country this time, and he shouldered a very heavy political task - he wanted to persuade Guangyun to join the team to overthrow the Xiao clan.
He has tested King Yanguang's tone, and he is not optimistic. After all, the eldest princess is living well now.
But if the Yan family doesn't rebel, they will never dare to let go.
In desperation, Murong Xiu had no choice but to follow the route of the young prince. The two were about the same age and shared the same ambitions, so they became young confidants. Seeing that the time to return to China was approaching day by day, Murong Xiu didn't show it on the surface, but clusters of fires were burning in his heart.
Yan Juechen said without hesitation, "I will obey my father's orders."
"… oh."
Even though he knew the answer early in the morning, Murong Xiu couldn't help being disappointed and forced a smile.
"Sorry, Brother Xiu."
Murong Xiu shook his head, "It's okay, although you and I are masters, we are still brothers. This time I came to Guangyun, the luckiest thing is that I got to know you and Zi'an, which benefited me a lot."
Is it
Do you really think of us as brothers
Three years later, Yan Juechen stood beside the coffin, looking at his mother's body, her face was beautifully made up, and she was still the grand princess with all manners. He grew up in the Fenghuo Dynasty where the rituals were broken and the music was broken. Boys in this background were generally precocious, so he didn't deceive himself that his mother just fell asleep and would wake up later.
He calmly and clearly realized that his mother had taken poison and died, and she would never wake up again.
Because of a piece of paper.
The emperor's order said that the father and son had a heart of rebellion, and asked the eldest princess to poison one person to show her loyalty to the clan.
The mother couldn't choose, so she sacrificed herself.
He also learned that behind this imperial decree, it was the Kingdom of Dayue who was fueling the flames, and this plan was presented by his brother Murong Xiu.
Zhang Zian is a prince of the princes of the Weizhi Kingdom, and his mother is also a princess of the Xiao clan, and at the same time received a secret order from the royal family.
Contrary to his mother's choice, this princess empress firmly killed her husband. Zhang Zian happened to pass by, witnessed this scene, collapsed on the spot, and fled the capital insanely, without a trace.
In addition to the emperor's order, the Murong family also had backhands who bribed the eunuchs, seduced the emperor's heart, and sent the princes' sons to Beijing to serve the emperor in order to deter the princes and kings.
This move completely consumed the old friendship between the emperor and the princes.
The more the Xiao clan wanted to keep power in their hands, the faster they would die.
And this plan, unfortunately, was also proposed by his righteous brother Murong Xiu.
King Yanguang lost the princess's wife, and was grateful for her deep friendship. He couldn't let his only son go to Beijing to take risks.
However, Yan Juechen refused.
He doesn't think about the miserable life of a proton that others see. Only when he goes deep into the tiger's den can he know how deep the veins of power are. Finally, he pulls out these rotten roots together with the mud, achieving a one-hit kill.
Two years later, he smashed a jar of fine wine outside the palace of the old dynasty.
"boom-"
Flames shot up into the sky.
The colored glaze shattered and the brocade turned to ashes.
He thought, his mother is no longer alone on Huangquan Road, there are so many people accompanying her.
From entering Beijing at the age of 16 to leaving Beijing at the age of 18, Yan Juechen single-handedly ended the Xiao family dynasty in just two years. People called him a young hero.
Soon, Wan Min thought, the young hero will become a young emperor.
But to their astonishment, Yan Juechen did not rule the world. Instead, he supported the Murong family and let his former righteous brother Murongxiu take the throne.
But the Murong family didn't feel the slightest joy.
Their national capital is called Yunjing, which is the cloud of Guangyun and the cloud of Yiyun.
Their country name, for celebration, is still below Guang character, which means that their country of Dayue will never be able to surpass the country of Guangyun.
Yan Juechen wanted Dayue Kingdom to remember that it was because of Guangyun Kingdom's protection that Dayue Kingdom was able to survive.
——The Murong family will live in Yan Juechen's shadow forever and ever!
There is one less Yan Emperor in the world, but one more Yan Guogong.
He is the legend of the founding of the country, extraordinary and powerful.
On the day when the new emperor ascended the throne, all countries paid homage, but one country, named Hong Tang, killed the envoy, put the head in a box, and sent it to watch the ceremony.
The new emperor's face was livid, and he decided to swallow his anger.
But Yan Guogong said lightly, "How does the Ministry of Rites handle things? Isn't the most important sheep missing from the livestock sacrificed to heaven?"
The Red Tang Kingdom, where witch wishes are prevalent, was razed to the ground by the Duke, and the world was terrified.
The Heaven Worship Ceremony and Jiaotian Amnesty were held again a month later.
The flags are flying, and the mountains and rivers are all colorful.
Yan Guogong stood before all the officials, with a purple robe and ribbon, and a majestic demeanor.
All the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down and said, "Long live, long live, long live, long live."
Only he doesn't kneel.
If I were a minister, no one in the world would dare to be called a king.
Duke Yan woke up from this childhood memory, only to find that he had a very long and deep dream.
The dream is full of heavy scarlet light and shadow.
Beacon, gold, conspiracy, blood, father and son, mother and son, compromise, sacrifice, brothers, monarchs, breakup, conquest... and a young, absurd and magnificent dream.
Duke Yan gently twisted a strand of his wife's wet hair, and said with a smile, "Qingqing, do you know that my husband dreamed of you in a dream, and even killed you."
The wife buried her face in the hibiscus quilt, her back was white with deep and shallow hickey marks.
She murmured coquettishly, "Who is it... you still murder me in your dreams, you bad antique."
"Huh? My husband is a bad antique, so what is it that you are in love with the bad antique?"
The other party was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes, and slipped into his arms, "Husband... Well, whatever you say is whatever."
She fell asleep.
Duke Yan laughed, lowered his forehead, kissed her brow, and called out in a low and gentle voice.
Of all things in the world, only you are—
"Qingqing."
"My little Long live."
My little Long live, your ambition is so pleasing to me.
However, the road to being a king has never been a gift of flowers, are you ready
But Beidi is dangerous, so, you go deep into the hinterland to steal secrets, don't take it lightly, I will deal with you in the court, and send troops to the north at the right time to help you. As for our young little emperor, he is in need of a new queen who has no maternal roots, for example, a nomadic girl from the grassland
I expected Qingqing to be smart, as I thought.
If things are not satisfactory, even if your husband dies, there are still wings to protect you for the rest of your life.
If things are as you and I think, then—
I am in Fanjing, in the prosperous age, in your kingdom, waiting for your return.
The gift of the executive minister, welcome me from generation to generation, the one who loves the most, long live the little one.