Chapter 922

I am the destiny of heaven. Even if my soul is out of my body, no one dares to move me.

In this world, I can still run wild.

I want to see Xia Zian die with my own eyes and Murong Jie's painful life. Even if I win the throne, I have to pay a price.

However, I really can't imagine that their husband and wife can reunite. What strength does their husband and wife have to guard them?

Well, now that he has both children, it is impossible for a father not to plan for his own children's future.

Is he really willing to submit to my son? impossible.

I still don't go and stare at him.

But am I wrong? He Murong Jie didn't pull the Prince down?

No, I can't guess him wrong. He may have no ambition before, but how can he be as good as ever after becoming Regent?

It must be because he is afraid that the public will not be able to talk. He Murong Jie is fishing for fame and cherishes feathers. He must try to find a way to find out san'er's mistakes and then drive him out of power.

I waited year after year, year after year, Murong Jie went to the South with his family.

Am I really wrong?

Is Murong Jie really not ambitious to be an emperor?

No, I can't accept such a result. Such a result is tantamount to hitting me in the face. What I did at the beginning is superfluous. My guess about him is the heart of a villain and the work of a fool.

However, there are people in the world who don't like to be emperors?

He Murong Jie is the talent of the emperor, and he is willing to be condescended?

no one believes that he is afraid of heaven.

Before Qingming, the tenth year of saner's accession to the throne, Murong Jie returned to Beijing with his family.

I know that this time I'm afraid it's from seizing power.

But, Lao Qi, you missed the best time, and San Er has been able to take charge of himself.

After settling down, he went to the palace to see Jia in accordance with the etiquette of the vassal.

San'er was so polite to him. Silly son, do you know that this time he came to your throne?

Murong Jie participated in the Qingming Festival.

After the Qingming Festival, he did not leave. Instead, he was in front of my memorial tablet. After everyone left, he took a pot of wine and sprinkled it in front of the memorial tablet.

I know that he will settle accounts with me.

Well, I just want to hear his true words.

His ambition can be concealed from others, but not from me.

"Brother Huang, we haven't drunk together for a long time." He looked up and took a drink. Looking at my tablet, he said.

He looks a little joking, but I can see the sadness in his eyes.

"You have a good son. Although you are young, you have your style. You have managed Dazhou well."

"Do you know why I chose him? Because he is very similar to you when you were young. He is smart and introverted, calm but energetic. There are not many things that can hinder him. He thinks that he attaches great importance to the people and the rivers and mountains of the Zhou Dynasty. "

"Drink, to have a good son."

He spilled the wine again and took another sip of it himself, as if he were really drinking with me. "My father used to say that I would make great achievements in the future. In fact, he mistook me. I didn't have any ambition. My only ambition was to hope that the people of Dazhou could live and work in peace and contentment for thousands of generations. As long as the emperor was sincere for the people, saner was very good

, really good."

He talked all the time about san'er's achievements, about the changes of Da Zhou and about the barbarians. I know all of these. I don't need him to talk about them.

But he looked very proud, as if saner was his son.

He talked about it for more than half an hour. Finally, he put down the wine pot and looked at my memorial tablet. "I'll stay in Beijing for a few days. This time I'll leave. I won't go back to Beijing if I have nothing to do."

He turned and walked away. There was a strong wind outside the hall, and his robe was rolled up.

I vaguely remember that I was very ill at that time. He came to Xiwei palace to see me after dealing with the complicated affairs. When he came, he was very late.

When he left, I saw his robe disappear behind the curtain.

My heart suddenly hurt.

What did I do?

That's my brother. I've been close to him since I was a child. Love follows me behind. Holding my sleeve, he occasionally looks up and smiles at me with admiration in his eyes.

I knelt down in front of the ancestral tablet, sobbing.

I have never calmed down and walked around the harem. I haven't been there for many years since I died.

Before I left, I decided to walk around the palace to see the scenery of the palace.

I saw Hu huanling talking with her concubines in the imperial garden. She was much older. She was only in her early thirties, but she was like a woman in her forties.

The loneliness of the harem cannot be dispelled by Wei Fen.

No one lived in the palace. The imperial concubine had already died. The imperial concubine of the former Emperor now had no one but imperial concubine Jin.I met Lao San's daughter. She looks like a barbarian, not very good-looking, but she has a good bearing. She takes her nephew in the imperial garden. She has a straight face. Like Lao San, she is a child who pays attention to everything.

I met Xia Zian.

She is also sitting in the Royal Garden, she is more and more beautiful, like a language.

With a quiet smile on her face, she watched the children play.

I never take a good look at her.

However, this time I calm down and feel that her eyes are very pure.

Her two children, strange to say, don't look like at all, one looks like Lao Qi, the other looks like her, and the similarity is very high,

also saw a long lost person, sun fang'er.

In my opinion, sun fang'er's appearance is second only to Arabic. Of course, some people think that she is more beautiful than Arabic.

But now her face is covered with black and blue scars, like earthworms.

She is poisonous and has not been completely cured, so there are always a few days in a month, like now.

She sat there quietly as before, but her eyes were not as frightened and dim as before.

She even laughs.

She has no children.

I also saw my original wife, Liang.

She is now honored as Princess GUI, sitting with ah Xin and her daughter-in-law.

A Xin's daughter-in-law is Yi'er, a princess of the state of Daliang.

I carefully looked at Liang. In the past, because of Taifu's reasons, I always resented Liang!

However, the young couple, more or less sentimental, now she is not crazy, holding the little grandson sitting there, smiling back, told the playing grandson, told him to pay attention to some.

Ah Xin and Lao Qi are somewhat similar, bearing similar, he sat there, his face is calm, but his eyes can see joy.

I didn't expect that ah Xin could forgive Liang.

My abandoned Prince died two years ago. When Liang learned about it, he sent someone to collect it and bury it. Instead of burying it in my royal ancestral grave, he planed a small mound outside the ancestral grave, where he would live.

Taifu also died. He died miserably. No one found his body for several days. It was only when he smelled that he was known by his neighbors.

I watched the excitement in the royal garden go away slowly.

Suddenly, he heard a child say: "you see, who is that?"

He pointed to me, and his eyes also looked at me.

How could he see me?

He is my nephew, tiger head. I heard his name is Murong Jin!

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers, but they were at a loss.

Tiger head, this son However, that should not be my concern. I have to go now.

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