By the time of the enthronement ceremony, the weather had already begun to warm up.
The glaciers are civilized and the spring is warm. In the imperial garden, some pleasing greenery has faintly emerged from the branches.
Song Zhilan walked out of the study room, stopped under the tree for a moment, and raised his hand to wipe off the residual snow of the old winter for the buds that had just emerged.
"emperor."
The young official was ushered in by the servants and saluted him respectfully, his face still pale: "The emperor calls me a minister?"
"I just want to talk to you, is the injury okay?"
"It's okay, thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern."
The official responded quickly, and he was waiting to salute again, but he had already held his arm with one hand and stood up straight.
Xie Zhi, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, was injured that day and was about to recover better, so Song Zhilan took advantage of the opportunity and promoted him to the Ministry of Education.
As soon as the affairs of the DPRK and China were settled, the old troops left by Song Rong were brave and good at fighting, and the war was over for more than a month, and the victory report was placed on his desk.
He just copied a copy by himself and asked someone to send it to the Prince Regent's Mansion. I don't know if he can let that person see it with his own eyes.
Thinking that Lu Li might be looking at the victory report that he had copied to him, the young emperor's eyes glowed with warmth.
Later, it will be time for the enthronement ceremony. Song Zhilan is wearing a new auspicious costume made by the Ministry of Rites, and no one dares to burn the old one. After confirming that Lu Li was still alive, he was no longer attached to it, but kept it carefully, and would take it out occasionally to have a look.
Always remind yourself that you must not be too aggressive in dealing with things, and you must not be hasty in making decisions. He will keep in mind everything that that person taught him through his painstaking efforts.
The emperor said that he wanted to talk to himself, but he just kept distracted without saying a word. Xie Zhi smiled helplessly, walked slowly forward with him, and spoke in a slow voice.
"The emperor has ascended the throne. If he goes further and cannot find anyone at that time, the servants may be so anxious that they will hit the wall."
He deliberately put his tone lightly, and Song Zhilan smiled a little, and said softly: "Then tell them to hit the wall and keep me in charge all day, it's not enough to be verbose."
"They are also thinking about the emperor. Although all the evils in the court are waiting to be rectified, they must take their time. They always work hard all day and night, and sooner or later they will not be able to support it."
Xie Zhi smiled warmly and persuaded him slowly. Seeing that he was silent, she didn't say any more, but diverted the conversation away: "I went to the Prince Regent's Mansion today."
Sure enough, the dark eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned around with a little urgency, but he was still thinking about the majesty of the king, and he paused for a moment before saying: "How is it, Uncle Emperor—is it all right?"
"Not very good."
Xie Zhi intentionally paused, seeing that the young emperor in front of him was almost about to have a fit, then continued to chuckle and said: "When I saw the prince, he just came out of the back kitchen, his face and body were covered with flour, his cuffs were still There is soot, there is no royal dignity at all... "
The hanging heart fell to the ground, and Song Zhilan sighed heavily, unable to laugh or cry, and flicked his sleeves helplessly, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Tomorrow, I will call the imperial dining room to come over—"
There was a sudden pause in the voice, and my heart became empty.
Today is the enthronement ceremony, and the person who stayed until now probably just wanted to see himself enthroned with his own eyes, and then he would leave.
What's wrong with leaving. He is already very tired. He has independently supported the almost collapsed court all these years, and now it is in his hands, so why can't he be asked to have a good rest, to relax, and to see how hard it is for him to protect him? The great rivers and mountains.
He clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and exhaled long, dispelling the last bit of reluctance and regret.
The waiter's anxious shout came from behind him, Xie Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, put his sleeves on and looked at him silently. Song Zhilan chuckled dumbly, turned around with a flick of his sleeves: "Let's go, let's go back."
He will come to watch him, if he can see that he is fine, and let him be at ease.
Solemn sacrificial rituals and ancient music were spread throughout the entire imperial city. The young emperor in auspicious clothes ascended the throne, conferring the state jade seal, receiving congratulations from all the officials, and all the people bowed down.
Sacrifice to the ancestral temple and the country, burn incense to sacrifice to the sky, and amnesty the world.
At the corner of the city, a handsome figure stood far away, his eyes fell on the handsome young emperor, his eyes finally showed relief.
The mountain shouted long live behind him, congratulating him like a wave. Su Shi turned around and rode his horse, meeting the quiet and gentle eyes beside him, a clear smile flashed across his eyes, the rein of the horse flicked, and he took the lead to walk out of the city.
Song Rong chuckled dumbly, hurriedly urged the horse to catch up, and followed closely behind: "Qing Guang, you don't often go out of the capital, do you know the way?"
The man on the horse reined in the reins and turned sideways, his eyes were clear, finally showing the dazzling splendor he had when he was young: "It's just a horse, why bother to recognize the way?"
Song Rong was startled slightly, before he could react, the clear neighing of the horse could be heard in his ears, the man whipped the horse, the hooves of the horse were crisp and vigorous like flying.
The universe is glazed in color, and the blue sky is condensed with clear light.
Suddenly full of pride, Song Ronglang laughed, and clamped the horse's belly forcefully, the horse neighed and galloped, and walked side by side with him.
Why bother to recognize the way, there are great rivers and mountains in front of you.
After the two left, they stayed outside for two years.
It was Su Shi who suddenly remembered that the little emperor had probably reached the age of the crown, and only belatedly dragged Song Rong back. He hurried back to the capital on the emperor's birthday.
The gift list from the Prince Regent's Mansion was held until the evening before it was finally delivered along with the steady stream of congratulatory gifts.
In the past two years, the court has been reorganized. Once the cumbersome official system should be abolished, and young talents are vigorously selected, the capital is more prosperous than the previous generation, and even the faces of passers-by are full of sincerity and happiness.
As the sky darkened, the lanterns were put up.
When the emperor celebrates his birthday, it stands to reason that the city will be filled with lanterns. People are finally looking forward to the last ray of the sun dying out, and the colorful streamers will light up in an instant at the beginning of the night.
The city is full of lights and prosperous.
Song Zhilan was still sitting in the study, flipping through the memorials on the table, and sometimes wrote down two strokes, obviously not thinking about his birthday at all.
"Your Majesty, the lanterns are on."
Xie Zhi was detained by him in the study, the palace was clean, but she could see the radiance from above through the eaves, she couldn't help but put down the gift list in her hand, and reminded her softly.
After picking up another memorial, Song Zhilan glanced at him, unhurriedly: "If Xie Qing can't sit still, it's okay to go out and wander around."
The emperor didn't even go out, so how dare he go out to watch the lanterns. Xie Zhi sighed lightly, not without feeling lost, and continued to look down at the gift list, but was suddenly surprised: "Why did the Prince Regent's Mansion give away this copybook this year—you can give it away if you give it away, and you have to write it on the gift list..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned by the emperor's sudden bright eyes, and raised his head hesitantly: "Your majesty...?"
"What about the copybook, why didn't it come up?"
Song Zhilan got up abruptly, grabbed the gift slip, and his eyes fell on the elegant handwriting on it, and his heart beat violently.
The water blurred the eye sockets, and he hastily wiped them away, for fear that the tears would accidentally drip onto the gift list and smudge the ink stains on it.
Xie Zhi was taken aback by him, and hurriedly went out to look for it. Not long after, she came back with a thick manuscript, and handed it to him hesitantly: "Your Majesty, this..."
Song Zhilan raised his hand to snatch it, but he was very careful with his strength, holding his breath as if he was holding some treasure, and flipped through two pages, then suddenly rushed back and hid it in the table bucket, grabbed Xie Zhi and ran out.
"Go, accompany me to see the lantern!"
There are many pedestrians on the street, and there are people admiring the lanterns everywhere. The young emperor in the white dragon fish suit hurried down the street, looking around constantly, apparently not looking at the lights, but as if he had lost something extremely precious.
Xie Zhi was panting after chasing him, and barely kept up with him: "Emperor, be careful, don't be touched by someone..."
Song Zhilan couldn't hear him at all, his eyes scanned the crowd anxiously, his breathing was short, and his heart was momentarily joyful and momentarily panicked.
Will that person come back, will he come back to see the wish he fulfilled for him-will he come back to see himself
I don't know how long I've been looking for it, but I still can't find it. The burning eagerness in his chest finally gradually faded, Song Zhilan's pace gradually slowed down, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.
His health is not good, so he may not come out to watch the lanterns. Maybe it was the capital where the entrusting person sent the gift back, maybe it was just a visit and then left, maybe—
His footsteps stopped suddenly, and his eyes suddenly fell on the corner of the street.
In the gorgeous lights, a thin figure was standing alone in the shadows holding a lantern for blessing. I don't know if she noticed his gaze, the figure turned around, the eyes that were as clear as yesterday fell on him, and the brows and eyes suddenly curved slightly, soaked in a light smile.
Suddenly unable to move any more, Song Zhilan stared fixedly at him, sobs choked up in his throat and he couldn't control himself.
The lights behind him were full of colorful lights, but they were nothing compared to those clear pupils like glass.
Song Zhilan blinked the water in his eyes hastily, looked at the man greedily, watched Lu Li walking towards him, and stuffed the lantern into his hand with a smile.
He didn't dare to speak, for fear that if he made a sound, the dream would be shattered.
"Trust me, I have to practice writing."
Lu Li spoke slowly, with a calm and calm tone. Song Zhilan nodded hurriedly, clutching the lantern he handed over tightly, raised his hand hesitantly, and carefully pulled his sleeve.
There was a helpless smile on Qingjun's face, so he had no choice but to let him pull him, his eyes gradually turned gentle and indulgent.
The fabric on the fingertips was real, and Song Zhilan was so choked up that he couldn't make a sound. The strong joy and sorrow were intertwined, which made him almost unsteady, but he still forced himself to let go of his hand little by little, raised his head, and showed his face to the person. smile.
The other party didn't come back to see himself crying in embarrassment.
Make him believe, let him know that you have not let him down, that you are living according to his expectations, fulfilling his wishes, and doing what he wants to do.
The corners of her lips were pursed tightly, but she still couldn't help trembling slightly, she was clearly smiling, but the color of water still slid down her cheeks unstoppably.
Lu Li had no choice but to wipe off the water on his face with a smile, and raised her hand to lightly cover his head.
At some point, Song Zhilan had already grown somewhat taller than him.
There was a voice from the servant looking for him from far away, knowing that Lu Li didn't want to be known, Song Zhilan's lips moved slightly to speak, but Lu Li took a step back and nodded slightly at him with a smile: "Go back, wait for a chance , I will come to see you."
His eyes finally lit up with infinite joy, Song Zhilan nodded vigorously, turned around and walked out, but his eyes still fell on him reluctantly.
"emperor!"
Xie Zhi ran over panting, and seeing that he was fine, he finally let out a long sigh of relief: "What are you doing in such a remote place? If the assassin comes again, you won't be able to run in time..."
"Where's the assassin? I just saw—"
Song Zhilan's eyes were still bright with joy, and he was about to slip up, but he quickly swallowed his words back, and looking back, he couldn't find the figure of that person.
He came to find him secretly, so naturally he would not let others see him.
There was infinite warmth in his heart, and the young emperor, who was always indifferent to emotions, raised the corners of his lips rarely, clenched the lantern in his hand, and walked out quickly: "Go, don't you want to see the lantern? Show me to see it." , I haven’t looked carefully yet.”
Xie Zhi was slightly surprised, but followed quickly, explaining to him without complaint: "The one on the corner of the street is for praying for good weather in the coming year, the small one next to it is for attracting wealth and wealth, and the one below is for increasing officials and ranks. The one held by the emperor, Yes—it’s more children, more blessings..."
Song Zhilan was dumb for a moment, shook his head dumbfounded, stood still on the street, and looked up.
Colorful, reminding me of a dream.
Pingtan on the corner of the street is melodious, with an old voice cooperating with the play board, singing the lyrics of the predecessors, and the words are faintly transmitted through the hustle and bustle.
"It's only a dream of the monarch and his ministers, which has become an empty name in the past and present. But seeing that - the distant mountains are long, the clouds and mountains are chaotic, and the dawn mountains are still green..."
Su Shi stayed in this world for thirty years before finally returning to the main world.
The system was bored playing with snakes on the screen, a flood of data composed of 1s and 0s ran wildly across the screen, and when he found him entering the door, he hurriedly tried to black out the screen, and the data stream smashed out of the screen, crackling and scattered all over the place. 2345.
Su Shi raised his eyebrows in surprise, and suddenly had a deep self-reflection about his habit of doing tasks without a system.
The screen went blank for a moment before returning to normal, and a mechanical voice sounded faintly: "Welcome the host back..."
Forcibly ignoring the inexplicable resentment in the mechanical voice, Su Shi sat down with peace of mind, and called up the control panel: "Okay, at least the whole world thinks that Lu Li is dead long ago..."
"My lord host, our definition of "gut" is a misunderstanding with obvious negative energy. Everyone in the world thinks that Lu Li died loyally for the country, so obviously he cannot be regarded as a cauldron."
Every time the system wanted to rush out to remind Su Shi of this matter, it was forcibly suppressed by the unknown data. After being suffocated several times until it crashed, the system finally exiled itself completely and played snake-eating.
If Su Shi hadn't come back suddenly, the data snake composed of 1 and 0 would have grown to the point where it could drill into the world, find that piece of data, bite and run away.
Su Shi was taken aback, coughed lightly, and continued to pluck at the control panel: "I want to open it up, at least I've completed my subsidiary task, and I've earned 50,000 experience points..."
"50,000 experience coupons, host."
The system painfully corrected again: "Coupons can be used to buy products in the mall and can be used for transactions, but they cannot be discounted..."
…
Su Shi's hand stopped, and his face suddenly collapsed.
"... But coupons are also very good! Host! You can use coupons to buy things in the mall and get a 20% discount! The host has five million deposits in his hand, so it's no problem to use coupons for consumption!"
As if suddenly aware of some threat, the screen of the system flickered, and the tone of the mechanical voice suddenly became high: "The coupon is stored in the black VVVIP VIP card, the host can use it anytime, and the overdraft limit is allowed to be 120%!"
Inexplicably feeling that it sounded very attractive, Su Shi raised his eyebrows, feeling a lot better, nodded in satisfaction, and checked his current harvest in the world.
Only on the first birthday, the system forcibly pulled out the data of the original owner that was about to dissipate and stuffed it back, telling them to take advantage of the fleeting opportunity to reunite with each other.
In the end, the little emperor thought that he was accompanied by his right-hand man, and the misunderstanding was always full.
The country is stable, Haiyan and river are clear. With the bonus of additional tasks, he still got the SSS rating for the first time.
"The host has obtained a top rating and obtained the consumable skill [Hold My Pot Tightly] three times. The effective time is 24 hours, and each world is limited to one use. During the validity period, it can be guaranteed that the pot will always stay firmly on the host."
The mechanical voice explained again, and then happily proposed an idea: "The host loses at the beginning every time, this time we will use the special effects at the beginning, it will be no problem!"
Su Shi raised his eyebrows, a little moved, and nodded noncommittally, choosing the abilities he could learn this time with great interest.
The ancient world was very limited, and most of the skills could not be shared with other worlds. Su Shi flipped through it several times from beginning to end, and suddenly his eyes lit up. skills.
The next world seems to be calm, and there is no chance of using it, but as long as he thinks of the first world, Vino asked him why he couldn't shoot correctly, and he feels that he needs to strengthen this part of his shortcomings.
After learning the skills and making a simple settlement, Su Shi was ready to enter the next world.
The figure fell quickly, and the familiar weightlessness quickly hit. Su Shi closed his eyes, and the cheerful mechanical sound of the system sounded in his ears.
"Host, host, I'll help you turn on the [Hold My Pot] special effect directly! Don't worry, there will be absolutely no problems with the opening this time!"
Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, inexplicably feeling that something was wrong, and before he could stop it, his consciousness was completely compatible with his new body.
Opening his eyes, he was standing in the dock, and the majestic voice of the judge came from the courtroom.
"According to the plaintiff's application, the trial personnel have no objection. Now the court is adjourned for 24 hours. After the court session is resumed, the case will continue to be heard under the supervision of the media."
Su Shi looked up in astonishment, the judge had already knocked down the gavel, and spoke majestically.
"I announce that the court is now adjourned."
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