Chapter 712

In spring, the grass grows and the Orioles fly, and the mountain flowers are ready to burn.

A white deer town paper pressure paper, corner gap filled with wind.

"To be a king, to be benevolent, to be a minister, to respect, to be a son of man, and to be filial..."

"Mr. Yan Well, Mr. Yan? "

With a ruler in his hand, he gently hit the boy on the back.

First of all, the young man didn't realize it. He frowned heavily. In his dream, he still whispered, "you are so stupid that you can't recite books well!"

A great scholar:.... "

All the young classmates were stealing and laughing.

The second time, the young man suddenly got angry and grabbed the ruler on his shoulder, which made the scholar almost fall to the sky.

Yan juechen wakes up Sir, I am mistaken

At the end of the morning class, a group of teenagers were walking out.

The lively companion hooked up the boy and said with a smile, "juechen, my good brother, tell my brother what kind of good baby you dream of."

Yan juechen: "it's just

Other people coaxed, "what good baby can there be? I'm afraid it's not a delicate little lady. Brother Yan is teaching people lessons. If you can't learn well, you should be careful."

"Oh, poor little lady, who do you like? If you don't like to eat coquettish and coquettish, you will be beaten?"

Yan juechen immediately looked for an ally. "Brother Xiu"

the pale noble boy coughed and saved the field. "Well, don't make fun of Yandi." The next sentence is, "young people know lecherousness, then admire Shaoai, it's human nature."

The boy was speechless for a while and then said, "brother Xiu, I'm only 13 years old."

It's not as good as color.

"Yes, young people who are in love are 13 to 14 years old. If you are a few years old, you will be greedy for flowers and lust."

The companion laughed wildly.

"Come here, in order to celebrate our brother Yan, the boy is pregnant and the deer are bumping around. At last, we are no longer a small old-fashioned man. Now we should have a good time."

The young man was teased again and again, his face dyed with thin anger, "Zhang zi'an, you don't do your own business, don't involve me!"

"Well, brother Yan is angry. Well, let's go to Uncle Yan and say it." Zhang Zian let out a clear, evil intention, "brother Xiu, which girl in Guangyun country is so unlucky that our future princes have been thinking about at a young age."

“……”

Yan juechen endure a headache, but also bear the impulse to kick the dog excrement companion into the pit.

Forget it, it's all classmates. It's hard to do too much.

“…… There is a wild lake near here. It's better to take advantage of the clear sky to have a tour and broaden our horizons. "

Zhang Zian's eyes suddenly brightened, and he patted the showy folding fan on his palm. "Yes, brother Yan, it's not righteous to hide such a good place all the time! Tut Tut, it seems that the power of this little girl in the dream is great. In the past, I said that you didn't pay any attention to me, but today the sun comes out in the West. "

Yan juechen keeps her mouth shut.

It seems that we can't turn over the dream in this class.

As the son of the most powerful princes, his father was the famous King of Yanguang, who had the prestige of duansu. His mother was the princess Xiao, who had been married far away. He was very beautiful and dignified.

It was the perfect political marriage of the time.

The king of Yanguang was rich and beautiful. He retreated from the first-class power and became an official and kept his own position.

However, the royal family of Xiao was fatuous and corrupt, and the central authority was becoming more and more bloated. They raised a number of officials who were in plain food. They made the officials powerful and controlled the government, and tried to seek benefits from the princes. This inevitably aggravated the contradiction between his father, King Yanguang, and his mother, the princess.

The husband and wife are as cold as ice. They have high hopes for their only son, and their upbringing is very strict.

His father personally urged him to learn from literature to martial arts.

His mother, who presided over Zhongfeng, showed him all the creatures below, how to distinguish between loyalty and treachery, and how to control villains.

When it comes to women's affairs, his mother keeps a close watch on it. Since he was ten years old, the big servant girl around him moved his mind and broke into the room while he was bathing to get undressed.

At that time, the maid was betrothed to the steward's son. She thought she was beautiful, so she went against the strict admonition of the mistress and tried to seduce the ten year old son and make a good fortune.

But the young master was smart and early-witted, so he didn't eat her.

After he dismissed, he told his mother and asked to transfer people away from him. The next day, his mother invited him to come and let a group of women kill the maids in front of him, frightening the girls.

Yan juechen's heart is not half of the fluctuation, indifferent to tea.

The education of King Yanguang and Princess Chang was very successful. The couple cultivated a young man who was determined to kill, deep in the city, and even not close to women.No one can make him change his mind.

Therefore, the young master was confused. Why did he dream of a little lady in his dream of 13 years old?

That may not be a little girl.

He can't remember the face of the other party, only remember that she combed a woman's hair bun. When she was writing at her desk, her neck was as delicate as a washed lotus root, like a cleaned porcelain. On that day, her head was leaning over the flower branches of the Begonia. The cold breeze blew in, and the fluff behind her neck seemed to have breathing, shaking and slouching.

He is just young, how can he remember a little woman?

And forcing married little women to do their homework?

…… How ridiculous.

Yan juechen rubbed his forehead, put aside the absurd thought, and went on a country trip with his young friends.

In early spring, the reed just sprouted, and it was not as sharp as a sword. It changed from snow white to tiny red powder. A big splash of water splashed the reeds on the shore. Zhang zi'an, who was out of tune, had already stripped himself completely and went into the water with a rumor that the water was very clear. There were many fish.

The companion on the shore immediately covered his face with his hands and swore that he was a disgrace and a companion.

As a result, the reed cones were covered with young people's clothes, and the happy laughter dissipated the moist heat of the vegetation.

"Brother Yan, don't be reserved. Come down quickly. A man who can't catch fish can't marry a little girl."

Zhang Zian kept shouting.

"Don't worry, I won't tell my sister-in-law about your naked ass!"

Yan juechen: "it's just

Strict and steady young master on the spot autistic, he is introspective: How did I make a group of stupid friends?

"Keke Ke Ke, Zi an is really true." The young man, known as Xiuge, shook his head. Compared with other people's light clothes, he wore a cape to prevent cold in the wild.

He turned to another thing and said, "Yan Di, what do you think of today's great Confucianism?"

The unrestrained atmosphere of young people disappeared in an instant, because at this moment, they were in the world chess game.

Murongxiu was a prince of the state of Dayue. He had always been friendly with him in Guangyun. Today, the Xiao nationality is declining. There are six first-class dukes, including Guangyun, Dayue and Weizhi. When the old Dynasty lost its last glory, the next ruler was born in their parents or descendants.

It was tacitly understood.

When murongxiu came to Guangyun, he was burdened with a heavy political task. He wanted to persuade Guangyun to join the ranks of overthrowing the Xiao nationality.

After all, the eldest princess is living well now.

But the Yan family did not, they would never dare to let go.

In desperation, Murong Xiu had to follow the path of a young master. The two men were similar in age and ambition, but they became young confidants. Seeing the time of returning to China was approaching, Murong Xiu did not appear to be obvious, but his heart was full of fire.

Yan juechen did not hesitate, "I listen to my father."

“…… Oh. "

Although he knew the answer early in the morning, Murong Xiu couldn't help but be disappointed and forced to smile.

"Sorry, Hugh."

Murong Xiu shook his head. "It's OK. Although you and I are our own masters, we are still brothers. This time I came to Guangyun, the luckiest thing is to know you and zi'an, which benefited me a lot."

Yeah?

Do you really think of us as brothers?

Three years later, Yan juechen stood by the coffin and looked at her mother's body. She was still the beautiful princess. He grew up in the war fire Dynasty, in which the propriety and music were ruined. The boys in this background were generally precocious, so he did not deceive himself that his mother was only asleep and would wake up later.

He soberly and soberly realized that his mother was poisoned and dead and could not wake up again.

Because of an order.

The Royal Decree said that their father and son were rebellious and asked the eldest princess to poison one person to show their loyalty to the family.

Mother had no choice, so she sacrificed herself.

He also knew that behind this paper order, the state of great Yue was driving the flames, and the plan was made by his brother Murong.

Zhang Zian was a prince of Weizhi kingdom. His mother was also a princess of Xiao nationality, and received royal secret orders at the same time.

Different from his mother's choice, the princess killed her husband with determination. Zhang zi'an happened to pass by and witnessed this scene. She collapsed on the spot and ran out of the capital crazily.

In addition to the emperor's orders, the Murong family also had followers who bought eunuchs, bewitched the king, and sent the sons of princes to serve the emperor in Beijing, so as to frighten the princes.

This move will be the son of heaven and the princes of the past friendship all consumed.

The more they want to take power in their hands, the faster they die.

Unfortunately, this plan was also put forward by his brother Murong Xiu.

King Yanguang was grieved for the loss of the princess's wife. He was deeply moved by her friendship. He could not let his only son venture into Beijing. He tried every means to find a boy whose figure and appearance were similar to him.However, Yan juechen refused.

However, he didn't think about the miserable proton career of others. Only when he went deep into the tiger's den could he know how deep the vein of power was. Finally, he pulled out these rotten roots together with the mud to achieve the goal of killing with one blow.

Two years later, he broke a jar of wine outside the old imperial palace.

"Boom --"

the fire is rising in the sky.

Glass is broken, brocade is gray.

He thought, his mother is not alone on the huangquan Road, so many people accompany her.

From entering Beijing at the age of 16 to leaving Beijing at the age of 18, Yan juechen ended the Xiaojia Dynasty in only two years. People called him a young hero.

Soon, the people thought that the young Xiaoxiong would become a young emperor.

However, to their dismay, Yan juechen did not have a king in the world. Instead, he supported the Murong family and let his former brother Murong build a higher position.

The Murong family did not feel the slightest pleasure.

The capital of their country, called Yunjing, is the cloud of Guangyun and yunyun.

Their national name, to celebrate, the big character is still under the Guangzi, which means that their big Yue state can never surpass Guangyun state.

Yan juechen wanted the state of Dayue to remember that it was because of the protection of the state of Guangyun that the state of Dayue was able to survive.

Their Murong family, forever, will live in the shadow of his Yan juechen!

There is one less Yan Emperor in the world, but one more Yan Duke.

He is the legend of the founding of the country, outstanding, powerful.

On the day of the new emperor's accession to the throne, there was only one country, named Hongtang, who killed the emissary, put his head in a box and sent him a ceremony.

The new emperor was livid and decided to swallow his anger.

But the Duke of Yan downplayed, "how does the Ministry of rites do things? Isn't the most important sheep missing from this sacrificial animal? "

The state of Hongtang, which was popular with witchcraft, was razed to the ground by the Duke of the state.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and the amnesty of suburban heaven will be held again a month later.

When hunting with flags, mountains and rivers are gorgeous.

Yan state public in front of the hundred officials, purple robe ribbon, dignified manner.

All the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down, saying long live, long live.

Only he did not kneel.

If I am a minister, no one in the world dares to be a king.

The Duke of Yan woke up from this young memory and found that he had a long and heavy dream.

Dreams are heavy scarlet light and shadow.

War smoke, war, intrigue, blood, father and son, mother and son, compromise, sacrifice, brother, monarch and minister, rupture, conquest And a young absurd, magnificent dream.

The Duke of Yan gently twisted a wisp of his wife's wet hair and said with a smile, "Qing Qing, do you know that my husband dreamt of you in his dream, and he also attacked you."

His wife buried her face in the hibiscus quilt, and her back was white with deep and shallow kisses.

She was coquettish and muttered, "what kind of person I'm still in my dream. You're a bad antique

"Well? It's a bad antique for my husband. What's your love affair with bad antiques

The other party was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes and slid into his arms, "husband Well, what you say is what you say. "

She fell asleep.

The Duke of Yan lost his smile, lowered his forehead, and kissed her eyebrows. He called softly and deeply.

You are the only one in the world

"Long live my little one."

My little long live, your ambition, is so pleasant to me.

However, the road to the king is never flowers. Are you ready?

But Beidi is dangerous, so you should go deep into the hinterland and steal the secrets. Don't take it lightly. I will fight for you in the imperial court, and send my troops to the north at the right time to help you. As for our young emperor, he is in need of a new queen who has no matriarchal foundation, for example, a nomadic girl from the grassland?

I expect Qing Qing to be as intelligent as I think.

If things are not satisfactory, even if the husband died, there are still wings to protect you for a lifetime.

If things are as you and I think, then -

I am in Fanjing, in the prosperous age, in your royal land, waiting for you to return.

The minister's ceremony, welcome me for generations, love the heavy, long live Xiao.