Knowing that Lin Xin only had excess soul power and nothing serious, Feng Zhong went back to the capital first to deal with the more urgent edicts from Emperor Yuan Shuo.
Lin Qu was not in a hurry to leave, he sat in the gazebo in Huanxinghai and played chess with Shen Qirui: "Shi Bo has time to go to the Snow Cottage to persuade my father, if he doesn't go out all day, he will know how to entertain the children at home."
Shen Yingying, who was sitting on the side repairing the arrow feathers, interjected: "Father, did you hear that? If you have nothing to do, go visit relatives and friends. Don't stare at the children at home every day." She is having a headache.
The old man of the Shen family turned pale.
Lin Qu curled up his sparkling peach eyes, and slowly lowered his eyes, breaking Shen Qirui's way.
On the waterside pavilion not far away, Zhu Xingli taught Wen Shilan how to manipulate the red line. Wen Shilan learned very slowly clumsily. During the few days when Lin Xin was comatose, she barely learned the basics.
"Today, let's learn something difficult." Zhu Xingli fiddled with the red thread with one hand, and He Ruo sat down there, crossing his legs gracefully.
"This..." Wen Shilan had never seen Da Khan sitting like this before, all the grassland men sat with their legs spread apart.
He Ruo smiled helplessly, allowing Zhu Xingli to tease his family, Agan.
After teaching Erlang's legs, somersaults, tickling, and nose picking, Wen Shilan was sweating profusely: "Is there no need for these?" He would never let He Ruo do such a move.
"Hey, you still have to learn what you should learn. When you go back to Beimo, there will be no one to teach you. When it's time to use it, there will be no place to cry." Zhu Xingli put on the face of a gentleman who has received his vocation.
"Master, Master!" Lin Xin quickly ran over and jumped onto Master's back.
Zhu Xingli was staggered by the bump, and even He Ruo made a very weird move, and hurriedly returned the red thread to Wen Shilan, who was glaring fiercely, and pulled off the big plaster on his back: "Stinky boy, how old are you?" And even act like a baby."
"Hey," Lin Xintian grinned shamelessly, tugging at Master's sleeves and walked out, "Let's go, I have something nice for you to see."
Zhu Xingli was dragged to Shen Lou's residence, and when he saw the things on the table, he was shocked: "This is..."
On the table, countless broken pieces of jade formed a picture of mountains and rivers.
The deer jade pendant was broken, Lin Xin put it together with the horn bell left by his mother, planning to bury his parents together when he re-buried his parents. Unexpectedly, when the broken jade met the horn bell, it began to shake and swim non-stop, as if it wanted to make some shape.
Lin Xin simply crushed the jade block into fine powder, and under the influence of the horn bell, the broken jade showed such a picture. This picture should be placed in the horn bell by some kind of technique. The jade pendant has a special material. When it meets the horn bell, it is like iron filings meeting a magnet, and it instantly shows its original appearance.
Zhu Xingli carefully looked at the undulating mountains, pondered for a moment, and then pointed to a particularly abrupt spot: "The border between Mogui Valley and the Great Wilderness."
"Master, is this a mineral lode?" Lin Xin asked in a low voice. He Ruo said earlier that Lin Zhenghan found a new deer glass mine before his death.
"Nine out of ten," Zhu Xingli raised his chin to signal Lin Xin to trace the picture, "Based on what I know about your father, this is definitely not the place where he raised his concubine."
"Cough cough..." Shen Lou coughed, and grabbed Lin Xin's hand in time to deceive his master and ancestor, "I will accompany you to see it tomorrow."
Yongdu was previously attacked by barbarians, and the city walls were dilapidated. The Zhong brothers have been busy repairing the city wall these days. The Yong wall was built with stones from the Mogui Valley in the Western Regions, so this hard work naturally fell to the Zhong family.
Zhong Youyu stood on the pile of stones, and couldn't help complaining: "Tell me, are the princes of the four regions the worst for us?"
"You're miserable, I'm not the Duke of the country." Zhong Wumo took the stone from the ground from his subordinates and looked at it, nodded to indicate that it could be used, and told them to continue. On the other hand, he opened his legs and walked to a secluded place, so that others would not see him talking to himself.
Standing on Mogui Cliff, overlooking the misty valley. Back then when he fell down with Shen Lou, Zhong Lu tried to kill Shen Lou because he found it troublesome. It was only later that I realized that this should be an order from my uncle Zhong Suifeng. But people are dead, so it's meaningless to care about these.
"Who says you are not the Duke? Now you are me, and I am you," Zhong Youyu didn't notice the sadness of his younger brother at all, and was still chattering, "Nowadays everything is waiting to be done. Xinghai played chess and drank tea, Zhu Yangai carried the cat to the capital and went to the capital to ask the emperor for the deer glass that was consumed on the battlefield, that bastard Shen Lou who forgot his friends..."
"Who do you call a bastard?" Lin Xin stepped on the Yanggu sword and suddenly appeared, grabbed Zhong Youyu by the collar, and threw him off the cliff.
"Ahhhh!" Zhong Youyu screamed, but his brother stopped him when he wanted to Yujian.
Zhong Wumo pulled out the spirit sword in time, and poked it into the mountain wall, barely stopping the falling trend, holding the mountain wall and looking up at Lin Xin.
Lin Xin squatted on the top of the cliff, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Zhong Youyu, last time you stabbed me with a sword, we two haven't thought about it yet."
"Bah, bah, at that time, it's all settled, and the grievances and grievances are settled!" Zhong Youyu was very annoyed, holding swords in both hands, and climbing up one by one.
"Who is clear with you? I recovered my memory the day before yesterday. I remembered what your Zhong family did to me before. We actually cleared it up a long time ago. The one you poked me was an extra, and I had to pay it back." Lin Xin Hit him on the head with a pebble.
Shen Lou walked over and stood behind Lin Xin, turning a blind eye to the suffering of the two young children.
"Shen Qingque, take care of yourself!" Zhong Youyu hung on the mountain wall, three feet away from Lin Xin, afraid to go forward, afraid of being pushed down again.
Shen Lou sighed, lowered his head and put his arms around Lin Xin's waist to prevent him from falling.
Zhong Youyu: "..."
In the stalemate, the Jinwu Guard who sent the message came from the sky and stopped on the edge of the cliff in time: "The imperial decree has arrived, please come and receive the imperial decree."
"Here!" Zhong Youyu yelled, hoping that the Jinwu Guard would save him from the fire.
Several Jinwu guards first saw Duke Xuan squatting on the edge of the cliff, and then Hou Luhou in Duke Xuan's arms. They didn't dare to say anything, and directly read the will to the brothers of the Zhong family who were hanging on the mountain wall.
Emperor Yuanshuo decided to abdicate early and ordered the princes and princes to attend the new emperor's enthronement ceremony on the eighth day of the next month.
When Feng returned to Beijing, he was told that he was about to inherit the throne.
Emperor Yuanshuo had quite a few heirs, but the only surviving princes were the crown prince and Feng Zhong. Feng Zhang has been deprived of the crown prince's position and imprisoned in Tianlao Peak. He will never get out in this life. Feng Zhuoyi himself lost his spiritual power, and it took a lot of effort to support himself every day, so he could only abdicate early. The throne undoubtedly fell on Feng Zhang's head.
"My son has been stubborn since he was a child, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take on this great responsibility." Feng Zhong wrinkled his nose quietly. To be honest, he didn't want to be emperor at all.
"My son should be Yao and Shun. There is no one in the world who is more suitable to be emperor than you." Emperor Yuan Shuo waved his hand, got up and walked out of the hall.
The eighty-eight steps lead to the supreme position of the Son of Heaven, but in this year when Luli was in power, the word "Son of Heaven" is far less noble than the previous dynasty. Emperor Yuanshuo sighed, and asked Zhu Xingli, who was drinking on the jade railing, "I pass the throne to Jiuying, why is Guozuo?"
Without even thinking about it, Zhu Xingli said, "Twenty years."
Feng Zhuoyi's face turned pale: "It's less than five years since the selection of the seal, and the selection weight is only twenty, do I, Dayong, really run out of energy?"
Zhu Xingli remained silent, and from the corner of the eye he caught sight of Lin Xin and Shen Lou who were holding hands to find the new emperor, raised his chin and said with a smile: "So, maybe there will be generations to come."
Emperor Yuan Shuo turned his head and looked over, not knowing why.
Lin Xin handed over the blueprint of the Luli Mine to Feng Zhong as a congratulatory gift for the new emperor's enthronement.
"Brother..." Feng Zhong held the blueprint in his hands, his voice a little hoarse.
The place where the deer glass mine is located is at the junction of the Western Regions, Northern Regions, and Central Plains, and it doesn't matter who it is. Based on the relationship between the two of them, Lin Xin could completely ask him to exchange this piece of land with Luqi Terrace. In this way, Lin Xin will have the wealth not to lose to the Zhu family, and become the fifth prince who can fight against the four regions.
"My father found this. His lifelong wish is to dedicate this mine vein to the royal family, to repay the king's wishes on the golden platform. If I don't agree with you, wouldn't I live up to the word 'faith'?" Lin Xin smiled and rubbed Feng Zhong. This bad guy always refuses to call "senior brother" properly, and now he is willing to say something nice, "Hurry up and call twice, when you become the emperor, you will be terrible."
"Who said you can't!" Feng Chong rubbed his nose with one finger, "You will always be my senior brother."
Lin Xin tilted his head to look at him, blinked, and mouthed "I'm crying" to Shen Lou.
Shen Lou grabbed the hand that was trying to continue playing tricks, and shook his head. The Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven after all, from now on, no matter how close you are in your heart, you must maintain the etiquette of the emperor and his subjects. Inexplicably happy, even knowing that Feng Zhong is not a rival in love...
It is not just a matter of building walls. Because the deer apprehension order was implemented too quickly, many humerus ministers were forced to leave, and the civil and military generals were all newly promoted in recent years. Talents are withered, and no one can be found to manage the enthronement ceremony.
Feng Zhong changed into casual clothes, went to the door one by one, and invited all the old officials back, including Zhong Shuling Du Huang who he personally sent out of the city back then. Directly worship Du Huang as the prime minister and let him preside over the enthronement ceremony.
The new emperor ascended the throne, pardoned the world, and rewarded meritorious ministers.
Suspending the deer deer decree, Lin Xin's title was changed to "Xunluhou", and his fiefdom was doubled, bordering on the Northern Territory. Seal Shenlou as King Xuan, hereditary.
"The world is prosperous, don't be called king," Shen Lou resolutely rejected this reward. In his previous life, he was King Xuan to lead the world's soldiers and horses to fight against the enemy, but now it is unnecessary. Let's go, Lu Li. The battle in Beimo exhausted the family, save some money to get married."
Feng Zhong looked at Lin Xin who was flirting with Shen Lou next to him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
After the Luqi Terrace was completed, Shen Lou came to celebrate the housewarming with generous gifts.
"Hou Ye said that the completion of the new house and the burial of the old Hou Ye and the old lady are one day, so it is inconvenient to be lively. You can leave on your own after putting down the gifts." Yuan A Jiuren guarded the door, only accepting the gifts and not letting anyone go.
"I waited to come from a long way, but Lord Hou refused to even meet him once, because he didn't take the princes seriously!" the second son of Wangting Hou's family yelled dissatisfied.
"Second Master Luo, if you want to see him, I can let you in alone." Ren Yi said with a cold face against Kaiyuan's sword with one finger.
Everyone fell silent immediately, not daring to say more. Seeing Lin Bucheng alone? No one has the guts. That one was an unreasonable master, who violently killed people if he disagreed with each other. In the past, Emperor Yuanshuo was restrained when he was around, but now the new emperor is his younger brother, and this one has put his fierce face on the surface.
"I want to go in alone." Shen Lou jumped up the steps.
Yuan'a saluted immediately: "I have seen Duke Xuan, Lord Hou has been waiting for you for a long time."
In the eyes of everyone who dared not speak out, Shen Lou smiled and stepped into the Luqi Terrace. The palace in front of me is the same as the previous life, the cornices are reversed, and the danying is carved with jue.
Pushing open the palace door engraved in memory, a red silk suddenly rushed up. Shen Lou stood on the spot, neither dodging nor dodging, letting the colorful brocade wrap herself up and drag her into the house. The door slammed shut, leaving only the candles shining brightly in the room.
"If you enter this devil's lair, you will be mine." Lin Xin pressed Shen Lou against the door, pinched his chin, his tone serious.
"How are you doing?" Shen Lou looked down at him.
"Hehe, of course they tied you to the bed, day and night." Lin Xin slapped away the Yanggu sword who was circling around him to join in the fun, and with his slightly cool fingers brushed across Shen Lou's neck, and poked it into the lapel of his clothes.
Shen Lou put on those seductive lips: "I wish for it."
"Ah!" Lin Xin was picked up unexpectedly, only to realize that Shen Lou had broken free from the red silk at some point, "Don't think about it, even if you tortured me with the thing under your body, I won't tell you to go out. method."
Lin Xin grabbed Shen Lou's neck and said righteously.
Shen Lou managed to hold back his laughter, carried him into the inner room, and looked around: "This place is still the same as before, you showed me the battle, I can escape."
"Really, you still remember." Lin Xin leaned on his shoulder, looking at the big formation hidden in the pattern of the carpet. At that time, he was afraid that he would die immediately after inhaling the spirit devouring, so he taught Shen Lou how to break the formation in advance.
"Well," Shen Lou hugged him, and walked step by step through the place Lin Xin dragged him to recognize, "This is the gate of life, this is the gate of death..."
Lin Xin jumped down and grabbed Shen Lou's hand: "Actually, there is another door, I didn't tell you."
"What?" Shen Lou looked at him with a smile in his eyes.
Lin Xin pressed that big warm hand to his chest, and said solemnly: "The door of the heart."
The autumn wind suddenly picked up, blowing over the newly built graves on Moshang, over the carved beams and painted buildings in red silk and soft gauze, and over the mountains and rivers outside Luqi Terrace.
Shen Lou was stunned for a moment, and then slowly revealed a very shallow smile: "It's okay, I don't have a teacher, I have already found it."
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