When my mother was buried, it rained for more than three months.
To this day, the sky has cleared a little.
I am alone along the palace wall, walking slowly on the desolate and open road, and there is always a different mood in my heart.
The father's madness is getting worse.
Sometimes he has a headache, and he will smash things like crazy.
In the past, when his mother was lying there like a living dead man, at least he was not so crazy.
But now
I know everything is going to the worst.
The situation in Beijing is not very stable. There are rotten and unsound filth everywhere.
Sometimes they go around the outer wall of the capital without sleeping in the middle of the night. No matter how many are shot, there will always be successors.
I don't know how long I can last.
I always miss the father, the king and the mother on the sky star. I also think about the weak shoulders of the twelve younger brothers. I wonder if they can support the country of mo.
But I can only think about it like this.
I can't go back. Maybe the future of Shenzhou is more terrible than the lower star region.
"Your Highness, do you want to have a look at the hundred flowers meeting fold drawn up by the etiquette department?" Zhao Tengdong moved over and asked me in a low voice.
Yes, after the hot filial piety, these ministers began to actively prepare for the selection of my concubine.
The hundred flower fair, as its name implies, lets all the marriageable women gather together and let me choose the place.
But I couldn't get any interest.
I took three years of filial piety as an excuse to get rid of them, and those ministers risked their death. My father and the emperor went forward to remonstrate, crying that the emperor would be in danger of his country if he had no future.
I'm so tired of these dog things.
The corpses and puppets outside the city are in trouble. They don't think about countermeasures all day long, and they think about some of them.
I'm not going to die. What's wrong if I don't have a chance?
Sometimes I wish I could be as mad as my father, and cut off all these wordy subjects one by one.
……
When the hundred flowers meeting, I sat there indifferently with my eyes.
It's like a door god. It can't be an ice sculpture.
Those women looked at me, one by one, timid and eager to reply, and I felt very upset when I glanced at them.
One, two, three, they are all so artificial and have no characteristics.
At this time, the two women came up to see the ceremony and whispered, "I have seen your highness."
I know the daughter of Chen Chaozhi and Zhong Li.
Chen Baojia and Zhong Lizhi Wei, if there is no accident, they should be the side concubines selected by the ritual department.
It's funny. The etiquette department is fond of these two. Let the old men marry themselves.
I looked up at them and saw them pretending to be shy and coquettish. There was no reason to be angry.
It shouldn't be.
I always feel that there seems to be something wrong in this life. It's wrong again and again. It's too wrong to look into the future directly.
I stared at the two women who came to salute coldly, and suddenly overturned the table in front of me.
There was a splash in the air.
All the girls dressed in delicate and gorgeous clothes fell to their knees, shivering and shouting, please forgive me.
Pardon?
What kind of crime is to be forgiven?
I walked away, a hundred flowers will be noisy and unhappy, the news soon spread all over the country.
Rumors soon spread all over Kyoto.
It's said that his royal highness is not good at women's color and likes men's style.
??? Is that me?
My father summoned me and scolded me with rage.
He punished me to kneel in the ancestral temple. I didn't even kneel for three days and nights.
Then he had no idea.
His head hurts. When it hurts, he uses his head to hit the wall. Guoan screams and screams at the edge. Even with the most precious incense, he can't stop his crazy behavior.
He is in pain, and I don't care about my affairs, and I don't care about him.
Originally, father and son are indifferent. Since the death of our mother, we probably don't have any basic greetings left between us.
The propriety Department began to talk to itself about putting women in my shoes.
It's ridiculous. They think that if they do this, they can be alone?
I simply made a garden for the women who had been crammed in. The name of the garden was "Zhu GUSHENG".
These women, who are willing to be sent in, should understand what it means to note Gu Sheng from the first day they come in.
Since they like it, I don't care.
If they dare to make a "chance encounter" for me in the garden, I will kill one or two. In the long run, everyone should understand.
Don't "encounter" loneliness, it can only be the object they look up to.Later?
Later, even the etiquette department was discouraged, and no longer made up his mind to send me all kinds of beauties.
They gave in.
And they ridiculously believe those rumors: think of me? Their lofty Prince of Shenzhou is a broken sleeve!
Ha ha, break your sister's sleeve!
Since these people are so stupid, let them be stupid.
After the new year, Emperor Rongyue of Cangzhou paid a visit and his father gave me all the state affairs to deal with.
He was drunk in the palace all day, his hair was not sparse, sometimes his clothes were not worn, so he sat in such a stupidly way, maybe for three days and two nights.
After discussing with the emperor Cangzhou, I plan to join hands and go to the place where the corpse and puppet were severely damaged.
We, trapped in Kyoto, have no way back.
There may be a glimmer of life in war.
Back, there is no way to go.
A month later, the news about the elopement of emperor Cangzhou alone spread all over the mainland of Sanzhou.
It's very inexplicable.
That day, Rong oak and I were galloping on the Pingjin prairie.
He stopped abruptly and pointed to the distant sky of burning clouds.
"Look there."
I followed him to look at the past, a red, a look at the past as if it was blown red by a mountain fire, the red brilliant extraordinary dazzling.
"Nothing." I picked up the jug and took a casual sip. "What do you see?"
"I just seemed to see a woman standing there, waving at us. I feel familiar with her expressionless face. "
I couldn't help but chuckle and say, "miss your daughter-in-law?"
"Not married." Rong oak shook his head.
It dawned on me that I raised my hand and threw the wine pot at him. I said it was no wonder that others thought that I had eloped with you. Why don't you marry a ten thousand year old bachelor?
"Why don't you marry?"
"How do I know?" In a trance, I feel a little sad, and I want to suppress my anger forever.
I whipped my horse and ran straight ahead. "If we win, we'll stay on the grassland for the rest of our lives."
Then I drove my horse away, but I didn't hear Rong oak muttering, "what if I lose?"